“On the way home,
I wrote a poem. -
You say, "What a mind"
This happens all the time…”
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too exhausted and too vulnerable around the edges but The Discourse really brings me to my knees some days
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A lil messy fan art of the little girl with pointed ears and the little boy with winged feet. Your fic is so soft and good 🥺🥺🥺
(BTW if you've been getting notifs that someone has been leaving comments and then deleting it was probably me, couldn't work out how to comment a pic to ao3 for the life of me 😭)
OMG THIS IS SO NICE.... THANK U SO MUCH I LOVE IT WITH EVERY OUNCE OF MY BEING 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
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there's going to be a doctor who renaissance someday soon and when you finally give 12 a chance you will come crawling to my door and say i was right all along. that weird old man does fuck so hard after all
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“You're in the kitchen hummin'…All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'…”
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cheers to the future of humanity (and the future of us)
[ID: Digital illustration in color of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun. The illustration takes place during the ship/home arc, specifically chapter 21. At the center, Vash is grabbing Wolfwood by the collar and pulls him into a kiss in the middle of a celebration. The pair is colored in vibrant warm hues while their surroundings are colored in cooler colors like green and teals. Luida, Brad, Meryl, and Milly are shown amongst the crowd, occupied in the celebrations as Vash and Wolfwood share a moment by themselves at the center. END ID]
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