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#anyway I'm vibing tonight
schumigrace · 9 months
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I'm ᴵ'ᵐ giving you everything ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵍᶦᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ all that joy can bring ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʲᵒʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇʳᶦⁿᵍ this I swear ᵐᵐ ʸᵉˢ ᴵ ˢʷᵉᵃʳ
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splickedylit · 1 year
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You can't fight the role the Mother had in store for you
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its-your-mind · 12 days
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assorted CR cast reactions to first (conscious) fjorester kiss
plus bonus travis turning bright red and dying of embarrassment and laura losing her entire shit as soon as the scene is done
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happi-tree · 2 years
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cursed, cast, cat
Hi, lovebirds!!! It's been a minute since I've posted frogshow fic on here, but this spooky au concept and @themissakat's wonderful art of it simply will not let me rest (they helped me brainstorm for it and the stuff they've made is absolutely GORGEOUS - check it out here and here if you haven't already). I'm planning on adding more to this au (everything on here will be tagged under #cc au), so you'll see more of it soon, and this short bit is just the beginning! With all that said and done, the fic is below the cut! Hope you guys enjoy this new variant of our favorite trio <3
<I found you something,> a teasing voice singsongs through their link, honey-sweet and syrup-thick. 
Marcy hums and finishes tying her bundle of herbs together with red twine, stepping up on her chair and then the counter to hang it from the rafters with its companions.
<Please tell me it’s more weeping trillium,> she sighs back. <We’re almost out, and mail order is so expensive - >
<Even better,> the voice purrs, and Marcy can practically feel the smirk in its tone, the ghost of it threatening to pull at her own lips. She rolls her eyes instead as their door creaks open, the bell at the top chiming a cheery welcome. 
“Look what the cat dragged in,” Marcy says aloud, eyes still focused on getting the twine to fasten tightly around the thick, oaken beam.
<I mean, I’d sure appreciate it if you looked,> the voice resounds in her head, snarky but warm.
“Okay, hang on, let me just - what did I tell you about bringing your kills into the house!?”
Sitting pretty just past the threshold is a rather large cat, brown-coated with darker markings around its face and paws like a Burmese would, but with luxurious, fluffy fur more comparable to a Himalayan. Said coat of fur is matted in places, speckled with burrs and forest detritus that indicate hours of scouring through the underbrush, and pretty gold-brown eyes stare up into hers.
In the cat’s jaws is a lump of brownish something that squirms in her unbothered grip. 
<Firstly, rude,> the cat replies, promptly depositing the poor thing on the floor and casually trapping it beneath fluffy paws as it scrambles to get away. <That was one time, and I was half-high on the neighbor kids’ catnip! So not my fault. Secondly, she’s clearly alive.>
“I can see that,” Marcy says, catching flashes of amphibian-looking skin as the creature vainly struggles to free itself.
<And thirdly, I should get pets, because the way this one screamed at me the entire way here practically made me want to kill her.> The cat glares at its paws before letting out a shocked <You talk to your mother with that mouth? … Jeez, forget I asked.>
“Ooookay. Why on earth would you bring… a toad… to me?” 
Marcy gets a light chuff in response. 
<I’m gonna let you go now, but you gotta stay still or so help me, I will put you in my mouth again and both of us will hate it,> the cat says to whatever’s in its grasp before pulling back to sit on its haunches. 
And sitting in the middle of their kitchen floor is the grumpiest-looking toad Marcy has ever seen. It beeps at - well, she isn’t sure who. Perhaps about the situation in general.
“Aw, that was cute,” Marcy coos. The toad beeps again, somehow angrier than before. 
Maybe it’s… injured somehow?
<Look closer. Can’t you see it?>
The toad puffs itself up rather defensively under their twin scrutiny.
Marcy looks. 
Oh. 
She lets out a long, low whistle. “That is one heck of a curse you’ve got laid on you, ma’am.”
<I found her just from the smell,> the cat remarks. <So strong, I tracked her for acres before I got to ‘er. Pain in the nose, really.> 
The toad makes a high, affronted little noise at that. 
<The curse is what smells, lady, not you!> A pause. <Well, we’re gonna try to help you out, okay?> The mind-voice is soft and reassuring, a blanket to Marcy’s frantic inner monologue even when it isn’t speaking to her directly, and there’s a rush of fondness that Marcy knows the other can feel through their bond.
Amber eyes meet hers again. <This here’s Sasha, and she’s a fellow businesswoman!>
“A businesswoman, huh?” Marcy muses. “Well, lucky for you, I’m never one to turn away custom-ah!”
Marcy loses her footing on the countertop, foot slipping off the edge and sending her toppling face-first toward the floor. The cat dashes forward, surging upward, form growing and shifting and eyes alight with blue until -
A strong, sure arm wraps snugly around her waist, steady and tanned from the harvest sun, while its opposite spans across the backs of her shoulders. Marcy gazes up at her savior, taking in familiar mahogany-colored curls and onyx-dark eyes and full, grinning lips. 
“Careful there, darlin’,” Anne says with a wink and a smirk, and Marcy can feel her face heat a bit. 
“Ah.” 
A leaf falls out of Anne’s hair. Marcy sends it back into place with a flick of her finger and a wink of her own, tucking one of Anne’s wayward curls behind her ear. 
Anne splutters, and something sun-yellow and impossibly affectionate fills the cavities of Marcy’s chest. She presses their hands together, a habit-turned-spell, and she feels practically incandescent with the feeling, like she could-
<What the fuck are you guys supposed to be?> A new voice, steel-sharpened and moon-cold, breaks through Marcy’s mind and thus, the moment as well.
Oh. Right. The toa- the girl.
Marcy quickly clears her throat, untangling herself from her partner’s arms even as Anne mentally whines at her.
“Well, Miss Sasha, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Marcy Wu, and I’m a witch!” She exclaims with a dramatic bow and flourish. Sasha somehow seems even less impressed - it’s truly a marvel that she can express such an emotion with a toad’s face.
She gestures to the woman beside her, who rests a calloused hand on her shoulder. “And the lovely lady who brought you here is Anne, my loyal familiar.”
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iguessitsjustme · 5 months
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3 Will Be Free - Circus
Last July I said I would let people choose the next video edit I made and here it is! Thank you for your patience as the polls said I had to make this drunk and I do not drink that often. But I hope everyone enjoys this drunken mess of a video.
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moe-broey · 3 months
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Yeah .
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moregraceful · 1 month
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i was gonna watch the vgk-dal game to bandwagon the stars but then i realized that if i have to see hertl in that jersey even once it's literally my last day, and also mike grier's last day, on planet earth, so.
#KELLY MCCRIMMON I HOPE THE CEILING FAN FALLS ON U#pulling a dq and telling people to just throw me off a bridge honestly#i usually try to have a value-neutral position on teams idc abt but the hertl trade made me blacklist every possible variation of the#team's name and lb and every associated tag so. sorry. lol coming out of my cage and i'm not doing fine#i wrote robo/nick s instead#2.3k and nothing happens in it#they literally go drink boba and yearn for manju but the manju shop is closed#also have been given some valuable feedback. there are cities in which people recognize hockey players in the wild?? that happens in#quebec??? god imagine seeing and recognizing nick suzuki in the grocery store i would just leave#imagine seeing a shark in the grocery store i would not even notice i'd just be like get out of my way you're blocking the kombucha#so i have to do some rewriting anyway bc a chunk of the fic is like has nick suzuki ever been recognized in his life. answer: yes!!!#i assume robo is not being recognized by non-hockey fans anyway lol dallas has american football baseball and basketball#the city got other concerns#i always laugh when canadians are like isn't hockey one of your big four sports 🤨#i'm like. tiers of american sports: 1: college basketball and college football. 2: football basketball and baseball. 2.5: hockey#u could put connor mcdavid in a grocery store and people would be like get this guy's ass out of the fruit section he's killing the vibe#i spent 20 hours at church over the weekend guys and i refused to read or answer a single email from anyone associated with church#all day bc i was like i need a break from you people. but people started texting me instead i was like ....#didn't read or answer those either lol#i was gonna refill a queue tonight but a i just spent 45 minutes on these tags b i saw a picture of trea turner that got me in my 🥺#c was writing a touching tribute to manju and hot guys of which there are none in san jose (hot guys. there's plenty of manju#in san jose)#and now i am like. am i crazed enough to have an opinion on 150 posts in one hour??#let's find out lmao#fresno oilers.txt
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sga-owns-my-soul · 6 months
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if it's night time for you i hope you have a wonderful sleep and have nothing but good dreams
if it's day time i hope you have an amazing day and that something makes you smile unexpectedly
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daincrediblegg · 7 months
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something about a man holding a liver gently and showing it to his superior like a toddler showing their parent a mud pie ... kinda hot
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betashift · 11 months
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helloooo 👋 I'm looking for more star trek blogs to follow because right now 99% of what I reblog is gifs and fan art because those are easy to find through tags. but it's a bit tedious nonetheless... :') so if you see this and you feel like 'hey! that's me! I post about trek a decent amount! (and would like to be friends perhaps? 👀)' can you interact with this post please so I can check out your blog? thank you!! :)
(this is a sideblog so if you see me follow you, it'll be from @samanthamulder)
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breezypunk · 8 months
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assigning your blog as an observatory where you're presenting a mock thesis and me and all your followers are milling about or sitting on stacks of books or laying on the floor listening intently and nodding along. we are all in pajamas and fuzzy socks.
wait. if I'm presenting my thesis... and you're all watching me present... then who's driving the telescope?
in all seriousness though this is like exactly the vibe I would like to give off I'm flattered 💜
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byanyan · 9 months
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the day byan dreads the most is the day when facial hair becomes a thing they have to deal with on a more regular basis
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neverendingford · 2 months
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#tag talk#fuck. I might just be a straight woman.#like. I like men. and the more I transition the more I vibe with binary womanhood.#sure I don't like getting shoved into restrictive femininity. but I vibe with womanhood as separate from femininity.#anyway. I might be straight. and In ten years it's very possible that being trans becomes a much less huge part of my life#because it will stop being something that I do and something that I wish for and simply something that I am#yeah yeah whatever hi my name is Reggie and I like men#I just. as much as I don't like certain restrictive gender roles I find myself slotting very comfortably into others#and I realize that my idea of gender and their roles was very much shaped by my female role models growing up#and a lot of the disconnect and distress when growing up was due to not being able to follow the path everyone else did.#all my girl friends were growing up into women and I was stuck on the man track.#and being gay was the closest I could get to being myself#but I'm closer than I've ever been before to being able to live my truth as myself#still not gonna shave my legs unless it's sometime in the future for a very specific event.#I like them fuzzy. they make me feel cool.#I like having some cultural masculinity still. I just don't want to be defined by it#talking about my binary trans experience is always a little weird because I'm aware of how binary I'm describing things#and I get that if my words were used to describe someone else's experience it might end up sounding hella transphobic#but these words are for me. they're my experience. they're my life not someone else's.#and this is how my identity works.#it's like how feminism protects the right of trad wives to be trad wives.#we just gotta recognize that just because one woman wants to be the designated dishwasher not every woman feels that way.#anyway. I might be dating a guy by this time next week. he's cool so far and we kinda got match-made by a mutual friend#we watched Redline tonight and it's hella good#he's really cool but I feel like I've got something to provide and to bring to the relationship. so we're still on peer-level I think.#which is new. usually I'm way ahead of the other person. maybe my fault for fishing in the bad fish barrel#the emotionally damaged and burdened fish barrel.
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pertinax--loculos · 5 months
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So, instead of writing or doing anything else remotely productive, tonight I elected to make some banners for the Vibes WIP.
(Honestly, they're really too big to be banners and too small to be, like, covers, so it's genuinely me just fucking around in order to feel productive. But hey! It's my blog so i'll cry if i want to I do what I want. :D)
So, behold! (With some additional comments, because why the hell not?)
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First! Ignoring tumblr killing the quality, I like this because it's not particularly location-specific, but it still encompasses the city-feel with the railways.
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Second! I think I like this one more, but the location is obvious (to anyone who lives where I do), with the added disadvantage that if you don't live where I do, the reference to the railways is not immediately obvious. 🤔 So, realistically, the first one is the better of the two, but I still like the vibe of this one a lot.
If you have an opinion, feel free to let me know! ^_^ Dunno if I'll actually use either of these, but it's killed an hour or so this arvo which is of course the main thing lmaooo
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sunnysol · 8 months
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explodes explodes explodes explodes explodes exp
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