noooooo karan it's okay. shhhh dont cry.
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I know I'm late to this, but I was looking through one of the official gen loss playlists and
What is this.
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.
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*kills it* *kills it again* *kills it again* *kills it again* *kills it aga
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Lamb: This is the new mascot, Narinder. Make sure to feed it 4 times a day it just escaped an eternal prison
Follower: Yes, of course great leader!
Lamb: And if it dissents, just give it snacks and a pat. It'll calm down
Follower: Oooh! So like a pet cat?
Lamb: Exactly.
Narinder: INSOLENT LAMB. I AM STILL HERE.
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hello!!! fighting my anxiety to post something again!! not sure if i’ll post any more art (guess it just depends on how my brain fares after posting this, haha) in the near future but yes!! art! my style changed over the time i stopped posting!! again!!!
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you’re way too special to me for me not to be special to you
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something happening on a mission, something personal that has soap spiralling; panic and rage making him reckless, thoughtless, and ghost has to draw the line
“you’re compromised johnny; you know what that means?”
“you’re not pulling me out,” soap immediately snarls. he turns on him and ghost barely recognises him; venomous fear turning his eyes to unyielding ice. "you're not sidelining me; i need to be in this-!"
but ghost has never been afraid of venom; spat or dripped straight from bared fangs.
he snakes out a hand grip the back of his neck, jerking him in a rough shake. "if you can't think, you can't be a soldier," he growls and he flinches like he's been struck.
his lips quiver as they twist in a sneer and he wrenches, trying to free himself of his hold.
ghost doesn't let him.
"it means you give your body to me because your head ain't fucking attached to it anymore."
soap stills, body trembling beneath his hand as he sucks in shaking breaths.
he tightens his grip, pulling him closer and digs his forehead hard into his. “it means you give yourself to me so i can have the weapon that you are and use you the way you're meant to be used."
the ice in soap's eyes fractures.
ghost’s voice drops to a whisper, spoken only to johnny, not this facade of vengeance and pain, and wills it to reach him through the glaciers.
“so i can keep you safe ‘til it’s done and i can bring you back.”
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I feel a deep sense of anger and grief for Palestine. I’m angry at God, at the world powers donating to those who are killing civilians, angry at people looking away and encouraging you to worry about yourself when people can’t even walk down their streets without being attacked. I’m angry that my friend donated, only for it to be stolen and taken by the soldiers abusing Palestine. I’m angry that I can’t do much of anything but tell you to at least CARE about the people being bombed and slaughtered. Please, if you can’t do anything please just CARE about these people and listen to their stories. Hold them in your hearts at the very least. Don’t pretend they don’t exist or just brush it off as “its been going on for centuries, there’s no point in stopping it.” I want to do more, I want to make people care and love those who need it, rather than continue spreading anger and hate.
These are real people I’ve drawn. Keep the people of Palestine in your heart at the very least please.
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Why is it so hard to understand that some people are picky eaters. And why is it so hard to understand that no, picky eaters DONT want to be picky eaters.
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