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doggyfood · 21 days
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CAT BLOOD MOON!!!
(@bloodmoonlunar , here's ya boy :])
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already-autumn · 11 months
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God I love the Google maps lady so much like she's so dominant she's just like "turn right now" please dominate me mommy
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sharky-the-idiot · 2 months
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ink and Craig should kiss
idk why but they should
uhhhhh
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Nerevar, close to tears: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn’t require insulting each other every time you get a chance?
Almalexia and Voryn: No.
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jrueships · 3 months
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' a bunch of mis(xed) matches :3 '
* cute little skirt two-and-fro floaty curtsy dance *
"... care to elaborate ?"
' uhhh'
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Rusalka part 2: After the storm
Another part of Rusalka!
Maybe not fluff but i wouldn't call it angst. A bit of blood but nothing compared to manga/anime. I hope you will find the ending funny.
~ 1 000 words
Enjoy!
"Stop it!" [Y/N] nudged the spotted goat, stubbornly wandering under her feet. The bells attached to its horns jingled irritatingly, demanding a drink. The woman adjusted her grip on the handle of the ax and took a sharp breath. The icy air of Karafuto stung her throat, but it was nothing compared to anger bubbling inside her. Bubbling with irritation, cold and, what's worse, lack of sleep. Pushed by the sudden strength, she once again took a swing and split the ice cover in two. The joyful animals rushed towards her, pressing their snouts into the icy water even before she could fish out the thick ice and throw it aside. 
Pushed by furry rumps, she gave way and sat on a nearby fence. She put her feet on the lower board, as if the very contact with the ground was sucking all the warmth out of her, and glanced around the monotonous landscape, tucking her cracked hands under her armpits. 
There was snow as far as the eye could see. On the roof, on the road, sometimes even on animals. Drifts blew by the wind cut her off from the village, whose tall columns of smoke rose toward the gray clouds. When she squinted, she could see small figures already digging paths between the houses. Soon they will reach her house. 
The brown horse made its presence felt by nuzzling her pockets. He had to make sure she wasn't hiding any treats from him. 
“Your owner scared the life out of me last night” she admitted, pushing away the steaming muzzle. The animal, disinterested, moved away into the pasture, leaving her alone. 
She rubbed her tired face, feeling the sudden surge of strength give way to righteous fatigue. The pauses between breaths became longer, the icy air stung her throat, and fingers began to stiffen. A sleepless night hung over her thoughts like a hail cloud. Her strained back was unable to keep her straight. Not after she half-dragged the man across the courtyard to the doorstep. Finding a foreign soldier wounded and eaten alive by fever in the shed was certainly not part of her plans for this season. Nor for any other. Nevertheless, she couldn't leave him on his own. 
She looked through her fingers again towards the village. Maybe it was a good thing that the storm cut her off from the rest of the villagers. No one will be able to see what a stupid idea she came up with this time. 
She should check on her unexpected quest soon. His body needs food to fight the infection, even if it requires waking him up. She placed her hands on the fence, suddenly unsure whether she would have the strength to reach the door if she jumped off it. She glanced towards the building, gauging the distance just in time to see the door slide open. 
He crossed the threshold with surprisingly steady steps for someone who had been unable to get up on his own just a few hours earlier. Even more surprising was his coat, unbuttoned despite the icy weather. And worst of all was the gun pointed straight at her. 
The world froze and ashed. All she could hear was the rushing sound of the Sanzu River, which she was about to cross. For a second lasting a century, she looked back at all the mistakes she had made in her life, ending with the pale Russian pointing at her from the doorway of her own house. She let him in there herself. 
The gunshot shattered the frozen reality, throwing her to the ground. She felt no pain, didn't really feel anything. All she could hear was buzzing, drowning out everything else. From the distant world of the living, she could hear the panicked roars of startled animals, and much closer there was a high-pitched clamor. Maybe it's her own scream? She wasn't sure. She could already see her own body lying limp in the snow and a bloody stain growing around it. The first crimson drops had already started to caress her cheek. 
She closed her eyes, feeling sudden helplessness. All she could think were her poor goats, suddenly deprived of a loving owner. They were so mean and annoying that their new owner will immediately turn them into sausages. 
At least until a shadow passed over her eyelids and stray snow splashed onto her face. The man jumped over her, striking something out of her sight with the butt of his rifle. The clamoring sounded again, further this time, followed by another gunshot. Much less drastic than the first one. 
She felt more than heard the crunch of snow caving in under his shoes. Blue eyes appeared above her, just below worried eyebrows and slightly over scarred cheeks, marked with fresh blood. He fell into the snow at her side and yanked her to a sitting position. He stretched her arm, scanning it quickly, forcing her to turn her face to look at her cheek. Until she pushed him away. 
He gave her an irritated look, reigniting her anger. He just tried to shoot her. She should be the annoyed one. Worse. She should be dead. 
She looked at herself, but her coat bore no trace of blood. Just a few larger drops on the sleeve. She rubbed her hands over her torso, neck, everywhere. She didn't even find a bullet scratch anywhere. Then whose blood was it? 
She looked up at the man with lost gaze. Without a word, he raised his hand, pointing to a red shape surrounded by a bloody, steaming halo. Bared teeth still gleamed in a dead smile, the dark muzzle still marked with white foam, and the ruffled fur smoothed by the wind. A rabid dog. 
She looked back at the sharpshooter, still kneeling in the bloody snow marking the spot of the first shoot. Less than a meter from the place where she had just been sitting carelessly. 
He was aiming at the rabid dog. 
She drew a thin stream of breath through pursed lips and then punched him straight in the ribs, through a gap in his unbuttoned coat. 
This man will be the death of her. 
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bunnybeandraws · 2 years
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This time on 'Very specific crossovers/AUs that appeal to almost no one but myself'!
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This time, we got Octoling!Wesker, because the Splatoon 3 brainrot and the RE brainrot have been helping together in my brain.
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superchat · 2 years
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Hello,I'm kimi^^,I'm your follower,could you be my shop sponsor?We will give you 15% commission or even more ,Can you give me email?This way I can contact you more conveniently, I will tell you more details in the email^^,Looking forward to your reply.
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yume-fanfare · 7 months
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SILENCE
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the princess
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is :3ing
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queerstudiesnatural · 8 months
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some of my favourite sign fails <3
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tbh i think the funniest phenomena that's been happening in the last couple years is "youtuber, having gone too deep into the research hole, has been made an investigative journalist against their will"
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sleepygaymerdisease · 3 months
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butchfalin · 7 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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bookwyrminspiration · 4 months
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god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait
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r-truth · 3 months
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lautakwah · 6 months
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EDIT: CHECK MY LATEST ADDITION BEFORE YOU START SHIT IN THE NOTES, THANKS.
warning for discord users
If you're on the app, immediately go to your dms and then "add friends". After the latest update they allow your contacts to find you and have that option turned on by default, so make sure it's unchecked!
This is very obviously not great for a multitude of reasons, but especially for people in vulnerable positions who do not want people in their contacts to see who they are on discord and/or know they have discord in the first place. I've also tried finding out if this is a thing on desktop but haven't been able to find any mention of it, so either it's not a "feature" (yet) or they've hidden it. Either way, stay safe, and turn off finding friends via contacts!
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[ID: three screenshots from the discord app with circles around the buttons to press to get to this "feature". 1: the messages/DM button, 2: the "add friends button", 3: in the add friends page, the "allow contacts to add me" checkbox. /END ID]
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