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psychicsammie · a minute ago
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man sometimes i will actively have a psychotic episode and unthinkingly tweet abt it and without fail some of my friends (who KNOW i struggle with stuff like that) will respond triggering things without thinking twice. might literally delete twitter just in case.
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ragnaofazure · 4 minutes ago
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@twinfoxtails​ said...
Ragna isn't good enough to find A HOME IN AN APARTMENT COMPLEX))
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Irrelevant. The Azure tracks any existence it wishes to. It shouldn’t be used like this and only for truly important matters, but here he is. Using powers of Gods that alter possibilities of fate itself just like this... And this is how he has chosen to tap into them for a change.
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harblkun · 4 minutes ago
Idk if you take requests or not, but could we see some Rinkaze pls?
I just paired them up again in a Revelations playthrough because when I paired them up in Birthright, THINGS HAPPENED, and I was not ok. Plus their S Support conversation is the right mix of funny, and romantic.
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Lucky you I was thinking about them not too far back and feeling like drawing them or another Fire Emblem pair again. (:
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agustdakasuga · 5 minutes ago
I love ROY so much!!! Especially when I watched the OT7 Daechwita it gave me so much ROY vibes!!!! I always look forward for every update and its sad it came to an end huhuhu. Is there an epilogue 2 for ROY? Keep writing!!! Im ur faaan and thank youuu for creating ROY 💜💜💜
i'm sad that it has ended too!!! Thank you for the love!! However, there will not be an epilogue 2. I was happy with how the story ended and want to leave it as is.
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annasassiart · 7 minutes ago
I love the beach pictures that you did! My favorite was Sal and his little crab. ^^
I can wait to see the others, if you decide to do them! Any chance you'd include The Duke?
Oh yeah, I always forget about him, I'll see what I can do !
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4x01 · 9 minutes ago
EGG VIDEO??
https://www.instagram.com/tv/CQOp1d6FpDx/?utm_medium=copy_link 💖
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nakamotocore · 9 minutes ago
i like you !! and i wish we could talk more, and become better friends, but sometimes my schedule is too hectic and i forget to reply or can't keep up with a convo :(
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anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
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humming-fly · 9 minutes ago
Was thinking about Mei and Greed bonding and how kids like to be tossed in the air, and maybe they're playing in the background while Ling and Lan Fan are doing something and Greed accidentally yeets her a little too high. He catches her of course but he's freaking out about it, hoping the other two didn't see lol -Ace
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deedee-sims · 10 minutes ago
Hmmm... is Rhett that kind of guy who's always peeking in behind people to see what they're doing in the PC (when they're clearly unaware?)
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R: What? No!
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every1studio · 10 minutes ago
nooo writers block sucks :(( 💗💗
Yes it really does.. I scribble down some ideas once and a while, but when I get on my laptop, I just can't write anything 🥺🥺🥺
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deedee-sims · 12 minutes ago
Are you or have you tried the story progression by lazyduchess?
Hi! No, I haven't! I think it's an awesome mod, but it doesn't suit my gameplay syle (I'm a control freak lol) :)
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razielim · 15 minutes ago
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My first attempt to reply to @cosmic-navel-gazin was some kind of sleep deprived manic love letter full blown affection meltdown full of quotes and references and god, I hope I’m able to act like a sane human tomorrow so I can tone the draft back a bit before posting. Who wrote this? What a freak. I’ll keep the tsundere ACII allusion, but the Futurama quote is fired. Arnold Schwarzenegger can stay, but he’s on thin fucking ice.
tldr i’m disgustingly enthusiastic and earnest please make it stop it’s embarrassing me in public
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oscarinthewoods · 16 minutes ago
🌻send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going (no pressure)🌻
Anon thank you so so much, this made my day✨
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nermalina · 17 minutes ago
Hi daddy 😉
i giggled, hello
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kllingboys · 18 minutes ago
Bitch I haven’t been on Instagram AND THE FIRST THING I SEE WHEN I LOG ON IS LUKE ENGAGED WHAT THE FUCK
Yep, he’s gonna be a husband soon 😭
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superfluous-banality · 18 minutes ago
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For @paradoxolotl. 🧡🧡🧡. We were taking flowers, I ended up looking up their meaning, and boom! Fluffy little Andreil school flower fic practically wrote itself.
(Slight TW for descriptions of scars)
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The new kid is quiet. Neil, his name is. He is quiet, and his forearms have deep, round scars gouged into them, like someone pressed a lit cigarette into the skin there, except bigger. He is quiet until the floodgates are lowered, until he releases his tongue - welding it as ruthlessly as any other weapon, sharper than any knife Andrew carries with him in his armbands. His eyes are the brightest blue Andrew has seen, more brilliant than the sky shining overhead, and his hair is brown, unevenly coloured in different sections, like he had rushed his shitty dye job. He doodles during most the classes he shares with Andrew, except math.
He is a mystery and conundrum in one, and he also happens to be exactly Andrew's type.
More immediately though, he is leaning on the wall next to Andrew, a good distance away, wide eyes staring expectantly at Andrew. Firmly holding his composure together, Andrew takes a deep drag of the cigarette he's been nursing, blowing a puff of smoke towards Neil and raising an eyebrow when Neil only crinkles his nose delicately, leaning forwards instead of backwards.
He's breathing the smell in, Andrew realizes, with a small start of surprise. The boy with the burn marks scattered around his cheek and arms, inhaling the scent of smoke pleasantly.
"Can I have one?" Neil asks quietly.
The new kid, with the burn marks, who also smokes, apparently.
"Not for free," Andrew says, even as he takes the pack out of his back pocket. Neil tilts his head, but stays quietly, waiting for Andrew to continue.
"I give you something. You give me something in return." Andrew pulls one of the cigarettes out, extending it towards the new kid, curious to see if he'll accept it. Neil studies him silently, frowning slightly, and Andrew wonders what he sees.
"Okay", he acknowledges with a small nod, taking the cigarette and the lighter Andrew held from his hand, careful not to touch him.
Not just a mystery. A pipe dream.
Irritated with the direction of his thoughts, Andrew pushes off the wall, saluting Neil briefly before continuing to walk through the doors of the school. The rest of the afternoon's classes are spent examining the new clues Andrew has been given.
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After that, it becomes a bit of a ritual. Andrew and Neil meet at the brick wall during lunch, smoking peacefully and slowly striking up conversations. Andrew finds himself facing the impossibility of someone who actively tried to understand him. Someone who listens and dissects what he says, and what he leaves unsaid as well.
Neil begins to bring his own pack of cigarettes, as he has yet to bring something in exchange to Andrew. He keeps all his other promises, but remains quiet the one time Andrew mockingly asks what he's getting in exchange.
"Scared you won't find the perfect gift?" Andrew tilts his head up, hands coming to splay dramatically over his chest.
Neil smiles slightly, the dip of his lips a now all-too-familiar sight. Andrew hates it, and fights the urge to wipe it away. Preferably with his lips.
Resolutely, Andrew glances away.
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It turns out that Neil had been waiting for the perfect gift.
He shows up one day, clutching flowers in one hand. They're a plain vanilla colour, with small bell-like flowers that slope down the stem, like rain slipping from a roof.
"What is this, junkie?" Andrew questions, a bit faintly. Snapdragons, he knows, thanks to his unforgetting memory.
"Snapdragons. I've been waiting for them to grow," Neil replies, thrusting the flowers towards him. He's anxious, Andrew can see, from the tiny, concerned wrinkles around his eyes to the way his eyes dart around the surrounding area, searching for an exit in the wide open space.
Andrew snaps his fingers, drawing Neil's attention back towards him. Better.
"Why?"
"You gave something to me. I give something to you," Neil recites dutifully, "that's how it goes, right?"
"And you chose to give me flowers?" Andrew stares at Neil, silently praying that his hair is covering the tips of his ears, which he can feel burn bright red.
"They look like skulls when they die. I thought you'd like them," Neil shifts on his feet, a tell he usually hides well, but Andrew is observant.
"You're lying," he accuses.
"I'm not", Neil shoots back, defensive. He's slowly getting more and more flustered as the conversation drags on.
"Leaving out critical details still counts as lying, Neil," Andrew adds emphasis to the name, a subtly barb. Neil, he knows, responds well to such taunts. Watching him lose the restraint, the smoke and mirror he has used to make himself disappear for most his life, is one of the most fascinating things Andrew has seen.
Today, he does not. The fight flees as suddenly as it rears his head, Neil widening in his eyes in a way that originally caused Andrew to nickname him rabbit, and the flight urge wins out.
"Look up what it means," Neil blurts out, quickly turning towards the school's entrance and fleeing.
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In front of his laptop at home, Andrew turns the words on his screen over in his head.
Known for their ability to grow in tough, almost uninhabitable areas.
A charm against falsehood.
Grace, specifically through inner perseverance during difficult times.
Strength.
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The next day, waiting impatiently at their spot, Andrew only has three words on his tongue for Neil when he arrives, flushed and gorgeous, ginger roots shining in the light.
"Yes or no?"
"Yes," he replies.
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The rest is not history, but a future, one full of lazy mornings, sweet kisses, two cats, and many other "yes or no?"s.
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kosmosguk · 19 minutes ago
Author-nim are you coming back now? I miss you 😭 pls answer
I’m BAAAACKKKK! I also saw this anon message a while back, but i forgot to respond. I remember I was going through a lot when I got the notif, and I kept rereading it a lot. I missed you, and my lovely bbies on this account! I might disappear again lmaooo but I’m back for now!
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