fuck that anon, your fat miku art is beautiful:3
yall gonna boil Miku at this point look what have you done she's a rolling girl'
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"If you have two mums, what are you supposed to call them?" Easy. The taller one is Maximum and the smaller one is Minimum.
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Huan: I can speak only three times, so listen to me carefully.
Lúthien: Okay.
Huan: What do a tree and I have in common?
Lúthien: You're both tall?
Huan: We bark.
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What did the botanist do to keep from being cold? They got a fern-ace.
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memes that won't leave my head until i make them
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You know, if Mike Crew gets into a fight with someone who he used to be close with, you could say they’d have a pretty literal… falling out
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Worst. Pun. Ever.
Character C: And why did you stay up so late last night?
Character A, innocently, casually: I was doing a piece of work
Character B – who has been called “piece of work” by Character C more than once – walks in
Character C: *mortifying realisation followed by bitchface supreme*
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Gay priest in holy vestements, call that Cross Dressing.
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Happy Secret Samol to DumplingSquid who asked for Signet & Belgard pre-Twilight Mirage. I like to think someone from Memorious made fanart to commemorate her becoming Belgard’s new Excerpt.
Tiny fic below
They marked scars of light in pitch; born in fiercest purpose, and beheld as the signet sealed upon our pact twisted her sash around her wrist one more time, to better anchor herself within the zero gravity of Belgard’s cockpit.
She was supposed to be getting used to the system of harnesses that would keep her safe in battle, but the temptation to cling to the familiar was still strong in her heart. She had only been an Excerpt for a week, no one could judge her for a little homesickness.
Belgard had not commented on her choice to drift in wrappings of silk like a second chrysalis within Belgard’s shields. However her Divine had commented on the portrait she now held in her hands.
“The artist has a deep attachment to handmade paper, they made it often as a child,” Belgard had said, as if there were deep meaning to the words.
“I’d have thought creating it in the mesh would be easier.”
“The artists on Memorious do not do things the easy way, unless they can find some artistry in it.” Belgard’s tone was hard to read. How long would she have to be an Excerpt before she’d understand?
“I wonder why they chose to highlight Signet…” She’d been considering ‘Purpose’ or ‘Pact’ for the short form of her Excerpt name. “Signet. Hmm.”
“It certainly has a ring to it.” Did Divines understand humour? Could a machine laugh?
“Huh?”
“Would you like to be called Signet?” There was affection in Belgard’s tone now, she could swear it.
“Yes,” Signet murmured. “I think I would.”
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Just you wait until I qualify as a laser eye surgeon. Then you'll see. You'll all see.
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