the brothers ever :)
idk if this relatable to anyone else, but i don’t really talk about my special interests to anyone irl. like the thought of anyone finding out, especially close friends and family, that i like rise as much as i do makes me want to die a little bit on the inside. of course it wouldn’t be a big deal but still… does anyone know what i’m talking about or am i just being silly…?
i haven’t watched Bluey so idk much about it other than it has dogs so i just made leo like it for the same reasons i like rise (family shenanigans)
also messy comic ik but it is what it is
part two
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if i got a nickel for seeing a ship end with a chatacter who leaves to do something greater/fulfilling their purpose and help more ppl, but at the expense of leaving the love of their life alone and letting them lose their previous purpose...I'd get two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.
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EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I need to tell just how running blind fanfiction by @thetriggeredhappy fucked me up
I'm not joking when I say that this is my favourite fic ever made, I literally don't, everything about it is so perfect, so detailed and so emotional,, i cried a lot, i laughed a lot, and I was really amazed by some of the plot twitsts
EVERYONE needs to read it, and if you don't imma bust yo damn kneecaps
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Guess you have to marry her now.... i don't make the rules ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Backstory (kinda.) Somebody asked me if Loid and Yor know each other's identity and the answer is yes!
Ramble: They're around 18-19 here and found Anya at 21 so when she turns 6 it's still faithful to their canon ages (assuming they're both 27)
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how long have you been on tumblr and why havent you moved on to twitter or whatever?
When the first sunlight hit the galactic debris that had not yet become earth, no one asked why. It just fell together, the inexorable pull of gravity drawing momentum into orbit, all things great and small finding balance or destruction in billion-year ballet, colliding and combining into the only fragment of rock and water we know to contain life. In the shallow seas of the Precambrian Era, no one asked how long; they simply swam in the endless dreaming of being in its most rudimentary form. And when Chicxulub turned the skies white with fire and flung the oceans up shores the world over, burned forests with only the heat of its impact and showed Tyrannosaur the true meaning of thunder--nothing asked the Cretaceous if it was ready to be done. It just was. And nothing remembers how or why, we can only reconstruct from the echo left behind.
Someday, dear anon, this blog will post no more, and someday no one will know it was here except for whatever echo lingers in the electric memory of the internet. And when that day comes to pass, when this strange corner of the hellsite falls silent--well, maybe the echo will tell you what became of me.
I've been here for twelve years. I assume at this point it would take a cataclysmic meteor to take me out.
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Aventurine who gets all sulky and needy when you have to go for a work trip. He looks at you with a pouty expression when you pack your things and clings to you from behind, trying to get you distracted. If he could, he would reschedule all his business meetings and other work-related stuff just to accompany you but, sadly, all he can do is spam you with texts every hour you're away.
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What I truly admire the most about the production behind Cherry Magic (Thai), is the way they find increasingly weirder suit cuts and camera angles to try and make New Thitipoom look in any way, in any capacity, on any planet in any form, smaller than Tay Tawan.
They keep failing, but they do keep trying. And that should be admired.
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