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starhoodies · 5 months
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soriku week day 3: DATASCAPE.
data sora: "dw bud, I downloaded like a bunch of medical stuff off the internet into my data, I KNOW how to be a doctor now." data riku: "Oh yeah? What did that "medical stuff" say about fixing computer viruses, Dr. Sora?" dr. sora: "...huh."
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soranker · 11 months
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have been super busy lately so doodled some wolfies to destress ^_^
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thetarttfuldickhead · 10 months
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Okay but like, Roy and Jamie weren’t exactly subtle about loathing each other, were they? They fought each other on the pitch and badmouthed each other on TV, none of that keep it quiet for the sake of the team shit for these extra boys, yeah? My point is, anyone who knows anything about English football knows that Roy Kent and Jamie Tartt used to hate each other, right?
So obviously, at some point, during some press conference or post game interview, someone needs to bring this fact up. Maybe it’s as early as after the 2x06 match, because Ted might well have insisted Roy and Jamie be the ones to front that, both because it was them that won that game and because he figures it’ll promote ~their bond~ or some such. Could be later too, after the headbutt/hug thing, or later still, once the pictures of Jamie and Roy’s early morning excursions start doing the rounds on social media.
Doesn’t matter much when, really, only that someone – maybe from the tabloids because they’re a vicious lot – would ask: “Roy, just weeks before you joined the Richmond coaching staff you said, and I quote, ‘Jamie Tartt is a muppet and I hope he dies of the incurable condition of being a little bitch’. Today you described him as the most important player on the field. What has changed?”
And maybe the room goes a bit quiet at that, oooh he fucking went there, and what the hell is going to happen now, but Jamie only cocks his head to the side, making a face but looking at Roy all amused like. “You said that about me? That hurts me feelings, Coach.”
And Roy rolls his eyes, exasperated but in too good a mood after the win to be really annoyed. “Yeah, well, as it turns out the condition was only mostly incurable, wasn’t it?”
And Jamie goes aaaw and the press goes um okay and it doesn’t really explain anything, only adds to the ever-evolving legend of what the fuck is up with Roy Kent and Jamie Tartt.
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yumethefrostypanda · 1 year
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tj-crochets · 27 days
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Realizing I can use plushies as bookends is a game changer for me
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ophernelia · 3 months
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she said this is the only wedding dress she’d tolerate
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ghostbny · 5 months
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when your drawing starts to look like this
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iero · 11 months
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This came yesterday and I can officially die happy! This is an official, OG, Bullets era ‘Live by the sword, die by the sword’ hoodie.
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marblerose-rue · 5 months
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wahaha sneak peek!!
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mxviko · 6 months
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Creek week day 1: First Date/First fight
Hello yoai Enthusiast-
This is a day late but as long as it’s here :3
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medicalunprofessional · 8 months
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‘ My skin is metallic now, no longer an elegant powder blue ‘
- King Crimson. Lyrics to “Dig Me”
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goose-draws-it · 11 months
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Encouraging the slutty waist agenda
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jula483 · 2 months
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jumpscare..............
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ianontopp · 3 months
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User IanOnTopp is so back
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inviisiiblelee · 1 month
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I'm still very late to RadioStatic Week, to the point that it doesn't even really matter except for the fact that I promised myself I would write these prompts. Distress was the longest at 7.2k words, but the current prompt for "Canon Divergence/7 Year Absence" is also already 4k and still in the works. And I still plan to do prompt 6, for the Human AU.
But have a sneak peak since this one is taking eighty years to finish.
Alastor did not hesitate, stepping towards and through it in less than a moment. A dizzying free fall for a few seconds, but then his feet touched the ground and he could feel the heavy fog of Hell all around him again. It had been … how long? Only a few months. Three months, one week, and a day. He could decipher the seconds, if he so chose, but he was immediately refocusing on the fight that he could see and hear across the street.
The frequency wasn't quiet. Vox's thoughts, loose during this attack, were leaking through, unfiltered. He could hear each quiet plea, and the low pitch of the frequency's distress signal. He hadn't been able to hear it before, but it had clearly been going off for some time. Not surprising.
‘Finish it. I'm so tired.’
Idiot.
But he was here now, and he would handle this, like he usually would. Shadows rose from the concrete around him and … launched forward. It happened very fast. Alastor was quiet, had snuck up on the group of four sinners attacking Vox, sufficiently distracted, and to pull one away from the TV demon was easy. For his shadow figures, large tentacles grasped each of them, squeezing the life from their bodies. The air filled with static, radio feedback echoing along the street and through the alley.
“When did you come back?” one of the sinners gasped, trying to wriggle free of the oppressing shadow.
“Wouldn't you like to know?” Alastor muttered, but his eyes were on Vox, who was barely looking at what was happening.
‘Why did they stop? Did they leave?’
Vox was clearly out of it. He would finish this quickly then. They needed to talk. He had been given no deadline to return, after all, and this was getting ridiculous. His fingers closed tighter around the neck of the sinner he had, and his shadowy servants did the same before pulling them down into a rift in the ground. He drove his free hand through the chest of the sinner he held, grasping his heart and yanking it from his chest. They were genuinely powerless, anyway, and Alastor dropped the heart immediately, as well as the body. Both hit the ground with a soft thud, and Alastor took a few steps closer to Vox, who finally seemed to be looking up...
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faelingdraws · 10 months
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update on the kittens: they are watching vinesauce.
(I still do need donations for them! I’ll be out of food soon and I need to swap out their litter, they’ve been having lots of accidents with it and I know me having to clean them up is stressful for them D: If you’re interested in helping out you can check out my ko fi (Minkimaro) Sketches are still open and I may open more detailed comms soon)
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