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#a step closer to hell
jonwalkerthebassplayer · 10 months
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A STEP CLOSER TO HELL IS DONE
YES, YOU HEARD THAT RIGHT, DONE!!! (well there is an epilogue i am writing but like the story part, yeah, finally fuckin done)
It only took THREE WHOLE YEARS but shes done. Shes my child, my masterpiece, my magnum opus. Finally.
Chap 10 and 11 are up
AND YOU CAN READ IT HERE
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greenscreen-dress · 10 months
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i missed mcc did joehills win
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daenerysies · 3 months
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‘crushed under the weight of the targ system’ do y’all ever just SHUT UP MY GOD
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willowbirds · 6 months
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Is Imogen diving head first into the storm and giving in a bad idea? Absolutely.
But am also I excited to see what happens afterwards and does this make sense for the character who is always craving answers? ALSO ABSOLUTELY!
LET THE CHARACTERS PUSH THE BIG RED BUTTONS!!!
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castieldelamancha · 8 months
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dean has all that space on his side of the bed but since he can do it there is no stopping him from basically invading cas' side, laying half on top of cas or sleeping fully on cas' side , hugging cas' pillow, on the rare occasions when cas gets out of bed earlier than him and one night cas asks if he remembers teaching him about personal space, all while holding dean close and kissing the top of his head and dean, from where he has buried his face against cas' chest huffs and tells him to shut up
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the-nerdiest-avenger · 2 months
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BISEXUAL EVAN BUCKLEY !! I REPEAT, BISEXUAL EVAN BUCKLEY !!
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pochapal · 3 months
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when will i be free of the life or death arena that is emailing about time sensitive important topics
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sirotras · 3 months
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hm. might finally fall back into my dragon age era again
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nymphnana · 28 days
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Guess whos crying on their bday!
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sukunasstarlight · 6 months
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two more wins and silver 3 is mine
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monty-glasses-roxy · 8 months
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Welp. Laptop died before I could finish what I was doing and before I could read Tiger Rock... Bingo will have to wait :(
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lunasilvis · 1 year
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Thank god my thesis proposal got OFFICIALLY approved today, guys!!!! Had some sleep-destructive fear towards it after many of my classmates were refused, and the next round to start again would be September 2023 :/ I mean... cool, vacation time for another 6 months, but... I need a stable income to build my dreams and chase after my desired life. I’m turning 29, highly done with studying now.
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justjstuff · 2 years
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one step closer to hell
Another SethKate fic :)
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Summary:  
Kate survived. 
Somehow she kept on doing that. She had never been the strongest or the smartest or even the prettiest back in Bethel but now as she stood beneath the scorching sun of a nameless town in southern Texas, Kate knew that she had survived for a reason. Maybe it was because she was resourceful. Maybe she did it by sheer willpower and stubbornness. What mattered was that when Kate finally got her feet back under her and pushed herself off the desert floor, she didn't falter.  
Kate rubbed her hands on her face to get rid of her tears, ended up smearing blood and dirt in the process, and started walking towards the setting sun.
A season 2 rewrite.
Read it on AO3
gif by @qeckosfuller​
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lothkitty · 2 years
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Girlies that write bible length fix it fics soared so that dudes posting "how I would write the sequels" YouTube videos could crawl, these guys just keep having the worst ideas
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5iceroy · 10 months
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just remembered sebastian vettels favorite actor in october 2010 was channing tatum… 3 months after the release of magic mike…. I AM PONDERING 🤔
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rapha-reads · 10 months
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No, seriously, what the FUCK is going on with this summer. Why is everything so weird and happening all at once.
I need it all to stop because I don't know how much longer I can deal with the weirdness.
Personal rant below, to avoid spamming your dash.
My mother cheats with a guy 32 years younger than her. Alright. She wants a divorce from my father and starts spewing shit about him. Um, okay. My father goes into depression, rage, pain, stability, rince and repeat. Sure, no problem, I know his character and I understand what's going on with him right now. My own anger, pain and incomprehension can take the backseat.
My father's water well suddenly stops working for 3 weeks, impossible to water the trees in the middle of a summer from hell. Problem, but after weeks of checking everything, wasting money on pieces of the pump and ferrying around workers, we manage to find that the problem is neither the pump nor the water levels, but the pipe that was cracked on like 5cm and it only needed to be cut. 3 weeks and thousands of dirhams wasted for nothing. Really annoying.
Weird lights in the sky, sudden gusts of wind carrying around sand and dust, heat, no rain, dry storms... Yeah. Eerie on the good days, downright creepy scary on the bad days.
The dog next house that we go give water every couple of days to avoid seeing him die of neglect before our eyes, climbing the wall and improvising a machinery to get him water. Weird, but okay. The owner of the dog actually made an appearance, my father scolded him in his very polite but firm way, told him that I was giving the dog water and to leave the rope we se to get the jerrycan, the owner agreed (he's a distant cousin of my father, welcome to Moroccan countryside, family tree more like family maze).
But now, half an hour ago, my dad is chilling in the garden talking with one of his cousins, my sister is inside reading, I'm on the veranda reading, all lights are turned off, when suddenly there's a guy entering the backyard where we have a peach tree with a couple of green peaches and the windows of our bedrooms. He just. Jumped down a wall, stole a peach, run across the backyard in front of my sister's room where she was about to get changed, climbed the back stairs and jumped over another wall.
... WHAT.
And then my father apparently saw him from the garden, and barefoot went running after him, and apparently ran around the entire village after him, met one of his cousins and his nephew, came back home without catching the guy (not even a guy, a teenager, 15-16yo). Sister and I are just about giving up on trying to understand the weirdness of the entire summer, deciding on going to give water to the dog before going to bed. I'm reaching the top of the wall when suddenly my uncle, his wife, his brother-in-law, my two cousins, my father's cousin that was there at the beginning all arrive. Oh, I forgot to mention, it's HALF PAST MIDNIGHT.
I'm. I'm fucking giving up, how in the name of SANITY am I supposed to write a bloody master's thesis in these circumstances??? I forgot to mention my sister's heart problems, the people building houses all around my dad's field and the weird encounters we have with these foreigners who already know of our reputation (did I mention that my father is kinda famous/infamous in the region because he doesn't bow down to the corrupted authorities like everyone else... That brings troubles too), the countless taxi trips to get to the town to by groceries and counting every coin because we have neither car nor money, both belonging to my mother, my mother moving houses, my mother in general...
I AM DONE. (they say, knowing full well they can't actually be excused from the narrative because their most important people need them)
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