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smilezandmics · 3 days

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Can you draw vaggie and Charlie?

“before the fall”

#if they were written by me vaggie would have been revealed to be a a fallen angel at the start. of the show #and and her drive to make the hotel work would be by driven by her desire to be let back into heaven #and as she falls more in love w charlie the less she’d want to go back bc #heaven corruption or whatever #but alas #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin art #hazbin vaggie #vaggie #hazbin charlie #chaggie #ask box

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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 2 days

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hot garbage 👇

#making Lori the main character was a mistake there are 0 fun clips of her. she just vanishes after the intro don't worry about it #''journey doesn't quite go as planned'' yeah ya girl fucking died lmao #the context for where the hell all these other people came from is nonexistent #but there's 11 seasons of this shit and I can't find the clips I'm thinking of so #fuck it #I have more important deadlines rn lmao #there's a few clips I had that I'm sad about leaving out but this shit is already too long #I rly wanted the one of Rick putting in that CD and Daryl being like ''please don't-''#also Daryl being horrendous at driving stick with Rosita and Denise #wanted to have everybody bopping to that song drawing the walkers away from the movie theatre...#Carl crashing the car in front of Enid...#the rollerskates...#but alas #twd

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forgettablyred · 2 days

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I’ve reached that point in life where all I want to do is fall asleep to British murder mystery shows staring a middle aged man with cunning blue eyes and his endearing but overworked partner.

#but alas #im still awake #because somebody killed a man with a wheel of cheese #British crime tv #murder mysteries #a fair bit of shows fall under this #but I’m rewatching midsomer murders #and someone fuking died from a rack of cheese

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anonymocha · 1 day

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Je Te Veux • Voyager x Vertin

No more sadness. Breathe in the precious moment.

Synopsis — A moment of respite in the wilderness. Voyager invites Vertin to a little dance.

Words — 600+ words

A/N — Voyatin fluff for @definesanity as a part of our trade! Was listening to Erik Satie’s Je Te Veux while writing this soooo yeah! Get well soon btw!!! I still absolutely love the KaalaaPocket fic you made RAAAHHHH!!!

As the light dipped below the horizon wilderness, it casts a golden hue over the expanse. The timekeeper wandered among the flower bushes recently installed near the picnic area, their fragrances carried by the breeze like a sweet perfume. She stumbled upon Voyager, who was gracefully twirling to the faint classical melody of a record player tucked away on the picnic mat. Vertin’s eyes were drawn to the mesmerizing sight, she was dancing alone whilst humming softly to the music, the skirt of her uniform subtly swayed to the breeze, swirling around her. And she looked like she was in gentle bliss.

Intrigued by Voyager’s dance, Vertin approached with a curious smile. "Excuse me, Voyager. Do you mind some company?" she asked, her voice soft, tinted with the familiar accent.

Voyager stopped, with eyes that sparkled like stars once she noticed the timekeeper’s presence. She nodded in response, but instead of gesturing at the picnic mat, she offered her hand to Vertin, a silent invitation to join her in the dance. Vertin hesitated, an eyebrow raised, her lack of confidence in her dancing abilities momentarily holding her back.

“Oh… You want me to dance with you?” Vertin asked to confirm.

“Mhm,” Voyager nodded.

“I… Don’t know about that... I’m not really good at dancing,” she admitted sheepishly, casting her gaze downward.

Voyager’s expression softened with understanding, but she smiled with an ounce of cheekiness. She stepped forward, squeezing the timekeeper’s hand in hers, shaking her head softly. She was close. And she smelled like flowers, different from the ones around them. A note of lavender, her signature fragrance.

She guided Vertin’s hand up, placing it gently on her shoulder, while her other hand rested lightly on Vertin's waist. With a subtle sway, Voyager began to move, her steps slow and deliberate, as if inviting Vertin to follow her lead.

Vertin, feeling the warmth of Voyager’s touch and the gentle rhythm of the music, tentatively mirrored her movements. At first, her steps were hesitant and awkward, her body stiff with self-consciousness. Her eyes couldn’t meet Voyager’s throughout the first few minutes. She was looking down at her feet, trying to coordinate herself to Voyager’s moves and the music.

Voyager let her do so for a while. But suddenly, she paused her steps, using a hand to lift Vertin’s chin with care, guiding her to meet Voyager's gaze. Vertin’s eyes widened with surprise, meeting the softness and encouragement in Voyager’s gaze.

“It’s okay, Vertin,” Voyager spoke with a whisper. “Don’t worry about the moves. We’re just dancing to wind down.” She giggled softly, the sound like a melody blending with the music.

Vertin couldn’t help but smile at Voyager’s reassurance, it’s an honor to hear the usually quiet alien visitor speak, so a flicker of confidence ignited within her. With a nod, she took a deep breath, allowing herself to relax into the dance. As Voyager resumed their gentle swaying, Vertin focused on the feeling of Voyager’s hand in hers, the comforting weight of her touch grounding her to the moment.

With each step, Vertin felt herself growing more at ease, her movements gradually syncing with Voyager's in a harmonious rhythm. She began to lose herself in the dance, the worries and insecurities of the day fading into the background as she surrendered to the moment. For those few minutes, there were no storm, no Foundation, no Manus Vindictae, no nothing… Just the alien visitor’s starry eyes, the momentum of their moves, the scent of flowers, the music, the breeze, and them.

Chasse… Whisk… And sometimes, a playful messy natural turn… The two of them giggled whenever Vertin did a misstep or Voyager led her into a spontaneous twirl.

So, the evening light becomes witness of time and space’s little waltz before it bids its goodbye to welcome the wilderness night. It was peace not often found amidst throes of uncertainty beyond the suitcase. A precious, fleeting moment.

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shatterthefragments · 2 days

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Ok

Stopped by the local bakery to see if they had pistachio tarts and they do so I got some ♥️😍 and trying a lemon honey cake too? And a London fog bc yes

So anyway I’m stopping back home first to save some in the fridge for later oops 😅

#food #shatters’ fragments #I make poor financial decisions so easily #but alas #it’s good I’m excited

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whirling-ghost · 27 days

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happy birthday trans people in my phone

#would have been funnier at midnight #but alas #tdov #trans day of visibility

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ikuina-takashi · 1 year

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