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bikewheelerz · 1 year
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sdfjkhaskfdh i LOVE your name. safi is such a pretty name <3
(also hihi fellow indian :D)
shsjsnjsj AWWW THANK YOU!!! <33333
and hello fellow indian!! :}
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baandar · 2 years
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i've followed you for awhile and i just noticed your name and pronoun change congratulations!!!!! congratulations congratulations!!!!!!!! 💝💝💝💝💝
aw, thank you so much!! 💜
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ohthatsviolet · 2 years
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I have no thoughts but Miroctane sharing a victory kiss...
BUT ALSO. pls can I say I absolutely adore your writing- I'm obsessed with your miroctane fanfics especially but yeah I've been having a miroctane brainrot for like months on end iT WONT LEAAVVEEE
anyway!!! yeah I just wanted to let you know that really really I appreciate your writing so so much it brings me sm joy to read them 😭 I hope you have a wonderful weeeekk!!
Thank you so much 🥺💕 I'm so glad. I encourage miroctane brainrot!!
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folkloreromancr · 2 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBG I HOPE YOU SLAY THE COMING YEAR MWAH
is it weird that we don't often interact directly but im here?
THANK YOU OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU AND NO IT'S NOT PLEASE LET US OVERHSARE
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isjasz · 3 months
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"[...]Plus, when it rained, the palace grounds were pretty much empty, everyone else taking shelter, so I’d usually have the whole garden to myself. Perfect time to dance around like nobody was watching.” 
“Dance around?” 
“Yeah!”
(In which the vex prince sets out on a magical journey of a lifetime, and an unassuming avian knight is dragged along for the ride.)
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THE DOOR IS NON-EXISTENT ALREADY LAST BUT VERY NOT LEAST FOR HSBB FROM ME These are my pieces for @gaylotusthatexists's epic fic series "to the ends of the earth" again in @hermitshippingbigbang!! :D
This is for chapter 11 of the fic featuring THE DANCE SCENEEEEEE go. read it. it's so worth it i swear they are so SJKDADwijwa and the whole world Lotus has created within the fic is so cool!!
It's botw but epic and it's scarian and I might have immediately lost it when I saw the fic summary back in *checks dms with nox* September. and the actual fic did not disappoint it is absolutely lovely <3
GOOGGOO YIPPEE👉👉👉👉👉
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sabthecrab · 2 months
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happy update day!!
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abruisedmuse · 27 days
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HOLLY BLACK REPOSTED MY POST 😭😭. I CAN DIE HAPPY NOW. Literally shaking rn. It's cool you guys just Holly thought my post was hilarious no big deal
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loud-whistling-yes · 10 months
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I started learning cross stitch about the same time r/place took place, and one of the first big projects I ever wanted to work on was the art of Techno up there. I never got around to it until July.
Can you believe that it's July again? It feels like a lifetime ago.
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triona-tribblescore · 5 months
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*gives you a baby Mikey*
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WHEN I SAY I AUDIBLY SOBBED. OH MY GOD YOUR STYLE IS SO CUTE- STOP. WAH- LITTLE BABY- OH MY GOD. HOLDING SO GENTLY
I gave him a pillow and fluffy lil baby jumper cause he looked a lil cold :')
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i hope this isnt weird but i just wanna say i love to read the commentary u put in the tags of the posts you reblog. i read them and im always like "oh hell yeah brother 😎👍"
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not weird! its sweet actually!
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5centz · 2 months
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Okay so this could very easily be just like, General scene framing rule Thingy (first scene only shows for like a second or two i think) but LISTEN, this paralleling shit? Activates my brain, and now I'm lowkey compelled to look for more instances of it-
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meesefr · 1 year
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Hm?
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enka11 · 2 years
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big man big fan
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tusks-and-claws · 11 months
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Miguel being depressed and picking up an anomaly who notices and is sweet and understanding with him.
Okay I'll write some feelings just this once because I like this. Reader is the anomaly in question. SFW angst/feelings under the cut
And it arrived in the unlikely form of a hulking figure in red and blue. He leaped through the darkness in near silence, binding you up with neon red webs as you struggled to break free. Was this Spider-Man? He didn't look like the Spidey from your dimension. And you, apparently, didn't look like any anomaly he'd ever seen. You looked so scared, so confused. Utterly helpless. When he finally realized that something was amiss, his mask retracted into his suit, revealing his face. It was angular and strong, but there was such weakness in his eyes. It struck you, and you stopped struggling.
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You didn't know what an anomaly was until you became one, falling out of your dimension and into another. The experience was far more painful than you ever would have been able to predict. You looked out of place, you felt it, your body knew it. The longer you were there, the more it hurt. Until help arrived.
He approached you slowly, his hands up, showing you he didn't mean any harm. "I don't know what's going on," he said, his voice low and level. "But I do know that we need to get you out of here." Apologetically, he released you from his webbing and lifted you up into his capable arms. He carried you through a new portal that he created, bringing you to his headquarters.
There, he placed you in an orange containment device of some kind, and the light of it made you squint. "To keep you from glitching," he had said. "Wish I could give you a day pass, but I don't want to set a bad example. At the very least, I'm expediting the process to get you home. But there are some dangerous characters that need to be prioritized." You nodded. You understood as best you could. He asked you about yourself. And you both learned that there was a version of you from a different dimension that became some kind of villain. Your matching DNA confused whatever presence or influence transported you, and so there you had been, traveling through space and time without a single inkling as to why. A completely regular person in your own world, but a villain in another.
You were in a line, now, a line to eventually go home. The man who saved you seemed to feel terrible about you being there. It wasn't your fault that your interdimensional counterpart was evil. He brought you food and drink from the cafeteria. Empanadas, burgers, all sorts of things. One day, he sheepishly brought you a burger with a bun that looked like his mask. It made you laugh, and that seemed to soften him like nothing else had.
"What about you?" You eventually asked him from inside of your cage. He told you his name, Miguel, but not much else. "It's just that... you look so sad." You admitted.
"I know what it's like to feel so out of place."
"No," you said. "It's more than that." He picked his head up at that, suddenly on guard. "You don't have to tell me anything. I'm sorry. You do so much good. Surely, it outweighs whatever is hanging over you."
"Nothing will ever outweigh it...." He finally said, his expression tortured. "I do all of this because I know what happens when someone doesn't do it. I've made that mistake, and I can never take it back."
You shared a moment of silence with him before saying, "I hope you can at least rest knowing that you saved me. You're my hero because of that. Your past and your mistakes don't matter to me. You'll always be the man that saved my life."
He actually smiled at that. It was small but genuine.
The day came when it was finally your turn to go home. He brought you another burger with his mask on it. A goodbye gift. The sentiment tasted better than the burger ever could. He watched from the platform below as the machine detected your DNA signature and started to weave an enclosure around you. When the portal opened, Miguel's face was the last thing you saw before finally going home.
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Priest getou and nun reader or villager reader....(anything other than the word both isnt acceptable...😡😡😡 /j) -🪄
🪄 ANON I SEE YOU AND YOU RAISE A VALID POINT but please consider…… priest!geto and non-believer!reader.
like… imagine. you just happen to waltz into a church one day. you don’t believe in god, you aren’t interested in praying, but you’re exploring a new town and the church is pretty and you figure it could be a nice way to burn time.
you enter the building to find that a sermon is taking place. a priest is speaking to the few rows of people listening; it’s a fairly small church, but paintings and sculptures and beautiful cathedral glass give it a sense of mystique that you’re drawn to. so you take a seat and halfheartedly listen, not praying like the rest, not singing along to the hymns… you stick out like a sore thumb, but hey, it’s not as if anyone is paying attention.
except someone is, and it happens to be the priest that was holding the sermon just a second ago. the same one you spent most of your time oogling once the paintings started to bore you, because he’s so pretty for a priest. beautiful long black hair, amber eyes, sharp facial features, pretty hands — and the smoothest, silkiest voice you’ve heard in your life. like a sun-soaked bundle of lillies.
… also, his cassock is just a little too tight of a fit to tear your eyes away from.
you stick around a little longer once most people have left, just scrolling on your phone and basking in the quiet, and that’s when he approaches you. he jokingly tells you that it’s always obvious when a non-believer enters a place of worship, but he’s not mad; only amused. you end up chatting a bit about your beliefs, he’s a lot more chill than you expected, and…. well. he’s just really, really charming.
so maybe you end up coming back the week after. maybe his smile is a bit like a spider’s web. maybe it becomes a kind of routine to speak to him after his sermons; you still don’t sing along to the hymns or spend any time on prayers, and he still finds it funny. maybe once in a while you end up liking a paragraph from the scripture he’s reciting, and he’s always more than happy to discuss it with you. but mostly you’re there for him. for your chats, for standing outside and badgering him about how contradictory the old testament is while he smokes and listens with an amused grin.
rain hits the ground with a steady rhythm, earthy tobacco floods your veins, spiders by the ceiling weave a web of dew, and his presence is a little more intoxicating than you think is appropriate.
suguru just… isn’t a very orthodox priest. he only believes about a tenth of what the bible says, he has his own view of god, his own thoughts on worship. he smokes. he may or may not occasionally manipulate church-goers into donating money so he can invest in another overpriced painting. you once ask him if there are any bodies in the basement you should know about, and he answers that any self-respecting priest wouldn’t conduct their blood rituals in the basement of their own church. he knows how to pick locks. he tells you once, very quietly, that he doesn’t believe man was created in god’s image. there’s a look in his eyes that you don’t comment on.
he’s funny. charming. pleasantly suspicious. your conversations are enjoyable for the both of you, and eventually the edges of his cedar eyes begin to crinkle the slightest bit whenever you walk into his field of vision. sometimes he eyes your lips for a little too long, and a honeyed irony seeps into his grin when you call him out on it. he asks you if you’re tempting him on purpose, and you shrug. whatever exists between you remains unspoken.
one day, he tells you that he believes it was god who sent you to him. you furrow your brows and protest with a mutter reminding him of your beliefs, how you believe in free will, how you waltzed into his church out of your own volition. no one else’s.
he only smiles, and flicks the butt of his cigarette. you think he remains unconvinced.
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spookynyan · 8 months
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Scorch and Magic ! <3
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