Dew, rolling the whiteboard in: "I'm only going over this one more time; Rain is like a shark. He's all water ghoul all the time, he's also a salt water variant, hence shark." -he doodles a little Rain with a shark outfit on- "I'm a hybrid water and fire ghoul, fresh water variant. Some people associate me with frogs, but that would only apply to earth water hybrids."
Swiss, taking notes: "Okay, so what animal are you then, smart guy?"
Dew, flips the whiteboard around: "The great and noble platypus."
Swiss: "...I hate that that actually tracks."
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Jude in twk: I just have to trust that Cardan has a plan
Ten minutes later
Jude: what the fuck YOU CANT EXILE ME—
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guy who still hasnt beaten inner agent 3 or after alterna: oough im totally gonna finish 8's palette first try
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Ok, but in Welly Boots when Joey Batey goes "You were supposed to be my light and keep me safe against them all" that changed me
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FIC: “We Should Honeymoon in Paris” - 5/5 (MLB; Lukanette)
Notes: …I could have waited until Sunday, but honestly if I don’t just post this now I’m going to chicken out and spiral again, even though Laurel was awesome and read through it and told me I’m being a dummy. 🖤 Besides, y’all are dying to know what happened with the bra, right…??? 😇
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We Should Honeymoon in Paris
Chapter 5
Luka was in her room.
Luka — who she had last seen this morning, watching her run away with bleary, hungover eyes — was in her room.
Standing over her bed — over an open, half-packed suitcase on her bed.
With one of her bras in his hands.
One of her nice bras. The final project from that lingerie elective she had taken on a whim last year.
He was just…standing there. Holding it.
And he didn’t look bleary or hungover anymore, at least, but he was still staring at her, this…unreadable expression on his face. A little guilty, maybe, because she had just caught him in her room holding one of her bras, but there was also something…something about the way he was looking at her. That familiar intensity was there, but there was something else underneath it that had her stomach flipping in…she was pretty sure it was a pleasant way. The white butterfly kind of flipping, not purple. That almost made her want to…hope.
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Day 14 of Hermittober but im not sticking with the limits: Clash
ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAVORITES LOOK AT THEM I LOVE IT!!! Its clingyduo at the community house!
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What do you mean parasocial relationship gone too far?
It's just a cupcake for his birthday!
Happy birthday lou! 💕
Mwah
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PSA: you might think a donkey would be a cute Christmas present this year, but remember that they are a FORTY YEAR commitment, not just a decoration for you to leave in the woods while you have sex in the bushes for 2 months straight
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