you know i got that thang on me
take them everywhere!!!!!!!!!! let them see the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thorin photocard for my bag
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My favorite Cillian account now also being A fellow Danonation lover? Life is good
Hope your having a lovley day<33
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i might be dipping my toe into danonation dgsksks lmao
but omg stoppp you’re so sweet! 🙈🙈🙈💖 thank you! 🥺💕 and i hope you’re having just as lovely of a day 💘
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Playing hollow knight for the first time in a while and i just did thorns charm w no mistakes first try wahoo
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5 and 24 for the fic writer asks?
5. Which WIP is first on your list to complete this year? Will you post a snippet?
it's probably gonna be the very recently renamed "kīpuka," subtitle "danny and despair talk about their feelings," sub-subtitle "this one was technically just supposed to be about the rats," sub-sub-subtitle "can i get a hell yeah from all the pre-contact hawaiian culture specialists and enthusiasts hanging out in the sandman netflix tag on ao3 for some reason":
Anuanu ka ua no ka uka o ʻŌlaʻa.
Cold falls the rain in the uplands of ‘Ōla’a.
Sharp eyes accustomed to darkness might spy, far off to leeward, a break in the clouds, the faint pale gleam of a low moon and stars. Here, though, in the windward shadow of the mountains, the night brings a chill in its wake, and the air is so heavy with moisture it clings like a second skin. Above the canopy, a fine, steady fall of rain silvers the air; below it is a claustrophobic press of ‘ōhi’a and tree-fern trunks, so dense that no human could hope to pass through without iron and fire and poison to clear a path. Even light struggles to reach the forest floor, caught in the tangle of frond and bough.
Something has passed through here, though. Something that needs no path, that leaves no trail.
See, here—a gap in the understory. A rare old-growth koa tree, missed or passed over by the kahuna kālai wa’a of far-off times, its trunk and boughs breaking through the ceiling of greenery and reaching towards the clouded sky. A patchy clearing has opened up around the great tree, as though its smaller neighbors have withdrawn to a respectful distance, maka’āinana before their ali’i. At this hour, in this weather, no light pours through the koa’s wide-spreading boughs to dapple the olonā and fern below. There is simply the rain, the cold, a momentary relief from the closeness of the forest, and—
A stir in the darkness at the foot of the koa tree.
24. By the end of this year, you want your fandom to think of you as “that author who _______.”
"that author who is real weird about lucienne making out with a creechur, beeft, and/or entity." i'd also accept "the danny/luce person" on the grounds that i do think most of the stuff in that tag on ao3 is my shit anyway. witness me.
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decided that Nico always has chocolate candy on them. just imagine them casually sliding a funsize m&m's out of their shirt pocket and munching away while they collect testimony from some traumatized frenzy witness lmfao
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*at brunch w my gf and roommate*
roommate: i miss flapjack already...
me: good news
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