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neproxrezi · 1 year
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got my first ever switch cartridge and let me proudly declare that i made it an entire minute before i licked it to see how bad they taste
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undeadnecromancer · 1 year
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waking up on monday morning for work is the hardest thing out there for someone to do but I'm doing it and I'm literally so brave
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fishfacedterror · 8 months
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finally watched emesis blue
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satisfactuality · 2 months
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thinkin really hard about kristen applebees, who purposely got detention on the first day of freshman year to make friends, who left a religious cult because of those friends, who pledged herself to a nameless and unknown deity while dead and then self-resurected while surrounded by her party
her party who had been fighting the nightmare king and suddenly saw their cleric seemingly agreeing to follow the nightmare king, her party who trusted that she knew what she was doing even if they didn't understand in the moment, her party that cared so deeply about each other that even when by all means kristen was dead and gone one of them held on to a piece of her just in case a miracle was possible
and thinkin a lot about kristen applebees finding the body of another cleric;
a cleric that also was devoted to a not-well understood deity and had faith in something off-putting to the masses but that was worth having faith in anyway, a cleric who resurrected rats and named them and hid it from her friends, a cleric who was unhappy but kind and obviously devoted to her party, a cleric who probably who have had a lot of empathy, kindness and knowledge for kristen navigating her relationship with cassandra
except lucy's party murdered her
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Just finished Justice League Dark: Apokolips War. Easily the most movie per movie I've ever seen
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crashstanding · 1 year
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I miss reading fic, I havent read much of anything lately
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quinntyfresh · 1 year
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rapidly vacillating between “I’m full of potential and any employer who looks me over is a fool” and “I’m not even worth the dirt required to bury me”
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fluffyartbl0g · 7 months
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Everytime I go into the Zosopp tag, I just see people SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING about the lack of posts IN the Zosopp tag. THE ZOSOPP ECONOMY IS IN SHAMBLES
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asteraws · 1 month
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archiving my sv scribbles
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cemeterything · 7 months
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the silt verses season 1: they banned rhetorical gods? damn something REALLY fucked up must have been going on there for them to do that in the universe where you can be buried alive in concrete as a sacrifice to the roadworks gods to make the commute faster
the silt verses season 3 episode 2:
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socksandbuttons · 7 months
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And then you get a random Bean Bloodmoon and Dadcode comic cause UH i was going in a direction with the current canon but halfway through realized I need a bit more to handle that one. I'd need to think about his resurrection, how and why PLUS we already know Bloodmoon would be disgusted with KC's pacifism (a most in character reaction from Bloodmoon I would think). Not to mention KC owning up to just... leaving all three of his kids. Bloodmoon needs patience, to learn and to be handled with such. This would be way after Eclipse's return so KC has a better understanding of owning up to his kids. He's not so very proud of his past self though (the frame he was holding is suppose to be something from that arc in the base.). Anyway, I'm just thinking how KC literally handles them as children here, making sure there's a set meal schedule, they're actually not opposed to confronting KC's actions although in this case Bloodmoon just couldn't wait an extra five minutes for some ham, which KC isn't too impressed with. Bloodmoon also takes things by the literal word.
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ahappydnp · 2 months
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i hope dan meant it when he said he's drilling the message into his brain. i hope he knows how much he matters and how he is also so critically important and it's absolutely not just generic positivity. hope he realizes how many lives he has spectacularly and irrevocably changed for the better.
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ghostreblogging · 8 months
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Damian stands before the corpse of his brother.
Is it a corpse? He doesn't know.
They had come to this lonely stretch of land that was once called amity park because something something. Damian hadn't really cared. It was supposed to be a simple get in and get out situation . They were already much busier with their own cases .
Eerie ruined houses and buildings seemed to paint a rather depressing picture. Because you could feel that people used to live here. Half drunken bottles and stollers were out. Just like if everyone just disappeares while walking. But the rotting flesh In the strollers seemed to suggest that darker things have happened here. The everyday norm seemed to frame the gateway to hell. The green glow was the only thing that was truly out of the ordinary.
Perhaps it's just an opening to another Lazarus pit.
But It doesn't feel like a normal Lazarus pit . Damian would know that better than anyone. It somehow felt brighter. And an electric buzz permeated the air. It felt sickening. The destroyed sign makes somewhat of an archway for the entrance. It says Fen- something something? The letter had long fallen off from the elements
"God, bloody hell. This place just reeks of infinite realms," the laughing magician commented before pulling another cigarette from his pocket.
"Infinite realms?" Father grunted
"Don't get your panties twisted. There's a reason I didn't tell you about them, the more you know the harder they are to deal with"
There were more mindless chatter between his family. But Damian ignored that in favor of staring down the archway . It felt like a cold shiver on his back and a horrible burning sensation on the palm of his right hand. Weird.
Damian knew that what awaited him was death. He didn't know whose though.
"Do you feel that?" Damian asked before he could stop himself
Grayson turned to look at him, raising his eyebrow. "Babybat, what? What feeling?"
Damian knew he already walked into communication.
"The cold shiver, and the burning sensation on your right palm"
"Ha! Just sounds like your scared demon brat"
"Forget it"
And they promptly walked into hell.
Damian I've missed you so much! But it's dangerous here. You'll get caught by him
Inside Damian felt as if he was walking for years. All with that , horrible disgusting smell. Burnt flesh and plastic. So overwhelming that his eyes stung even through his mask. He had to wake with his eyes half closed. Stumbling his way through the uneven terrain.
Winding corridors made out of crushed rubble.
Damian , be careful there is sharp glass there
Eerie glow that never seems to get closer.
Damian? I really don't like the Lazarus pits
It was dark and an encompassing ceiling above him felt like spiderwebs, a trap. But beyond that you could see the sky.
Hey Damian? Let's go stargazing again!
Hey Damian please don't go further
Something kept bothering him but he didn't know what. But he kept on walking.
And eventually they found themselves in a big chamber. Lazarus pit waters filled the caver like a lake. Beautiful flowers that seemed misplaced grow up to the sky.
The sky.
Maybe that was the source of the discomfort?. They came in at dawn.
It shouldn't have been dark .
And the stars were wrong. How long did they walk for?
Long enough. Just go please
There was a huge rift. Beyond were Lazarus green lands with floating landscapes. Sometimes you could see something big float by . Damian wonders if they were living or just a part of the landscape.
Beautifully enchanting. Like freedom, feeling of wind on your ski-
And then Damian's eyes fell on the thing. How could he have not noticed that.
Please get away that is not me that is not me that is not me that is not me
Like some kind of a lost puppet it was hung in front of the rift. That was the source of the smell. A white suit that once had been sterile, burnt and fused with the flesh below. Dark burnt hair that hung and thankfully concealed the empty eyes.
For once Damian was thankful he couldn't see something. He just felt that if he saw the thing's eyes, he would never recover.
Because that face.
He knew that face
It was one of he had forgotten a long time ago.
Damian please that is not me plEase. I aM LOSiNg my SeLF
A brother that went missing during a mission.
"God what the fuck is that" Grayson's voice broke Damian's trance.
Damian frowned. It didn't feel appropriate to talk here.
Hide. Hide hide hide hide
A voice broke the silence soon after.
"I advise you to leave immediately" a familiar voice. From the oh so familiar corpse . It grated against his ears. And the corpse moved in tandem. Exaggerated and cartoonish but in a horrid way like a machine struggling to run in their later years. It felt like it was coming from everywhere at once.
Hey Damian let's not go here
Damian it's not a good idea to be here take you family and leave
Damian, let's go another route
I can barely maintain luciedicy please listen to me
"I advice you to leave immediately" just like clockwork. The exact same tone, the exact same horrid little dance.
"Well we can't. Well we can't before we know why In the everliving earth there is a direct portal to the infinite realms here." Constantine seemed to have nonchalance as he spoke but Damian saw his cold sweat. And eyes darting , trying to look anywhere but directly at it .
The corpse directly ignored Constantine. It turned to him . Each movement sharp and gutted.
"Damian we are finally together again :) "
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wormthing · 2 months
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what nice young girls i wonder what their hobbies are ::-)
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pcktknife · 8 months
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hissfits
+ vers w/o toraleis coat
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dreamingofspring · 2 months
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Oh Sklonda's righteous fury hits so hard, as a kid who WAS taken advantage of in many ways by her friends when she was in school, and whose mom tried to tell her they were being unkind and who didn't believe her until she got kinder friends
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