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isitovernow · 1 year
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samipekoe · 2 months
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sketch commissions time
€40 for a single character, €60 for two, €100 sketch page
PayPal only. DM/email at [email protected] if interested⭐
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gummi-ships · 4 months
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Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance - The World That Never Was
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egelskop · 1 year
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system error
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nondidd · 4 months
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right or left. Whoever you want to be today
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snake-snack-stede · 2 years
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lol imagine the emotional whiplash of finding jim unconscious on the floor and being held at gunpoint by the kraken, only for him to be like. you're into arts & crafts right :( can you make a heart :((
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periwinklemoonlight · 2 months
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WHAT ARE YOU DOING REBLOGGING MY FIRST EVER HERMITCRAFT FANART
CHECK YOUR MAILBOX 💥
HIIIIIII HOFFENNNNNN :J
thank you so much for the mail omggg i've always wanted a pipe bomb <3333
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polisena-art · 2 years
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Why yes, it is the Misery x CPR x Reese's Puffs meme with The Three Caballeros!
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Sometimes I just want to take every single percabeth shipper (and Rick Riordan) and stick them in a course that teaches them how to define and identify abusive relationships, and what a healthy relationship looks like.
And the final exam is writing a 1 page essay on why Percy/Annabeth is unhealthy/toxic/abusive.
The world would be a better place for it. I just know it. The level of potential domestic abuse cases would decrease (assume that these percabeth shippers are in actual relationships and not impressionable little teenagers).
I think about 6% of percabeth shippers know what a healthy relationship is based on a past poll and that's an irl problem. It's not just about fiction. It's not just a book. Its about what Rick Riordan is leading people to think is acceptable behavior.
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torturedpoetemotions · 6 months
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Thinking about how Izzy blames himself for so much that isn't his fault and eating my own hands about it.
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eggtqrt · 6 months
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you've heard of trans darling but have u considered maybe she's just wearing trans flag colors because she's REALLY supportive of her trans brother(s)
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triona-tribblescore · 12 days
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Wow. Right when I start looking at your blog I get hit with a your mom joke. I feel betrayed
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oopsies <3
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blogfullofemos · 7 months
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Dire
*It's all fun and games till someone suffers a heart attack*
This idea legit popped into my head (mind you I'm dealing with a rude head cold) and I was like yyeeaahhh that would be so Jake Lockley. 😄
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Pairing: Jake Lockley x reader
Word Count: 800 (oookkkaaayyy I like that)
You wake with a start as your heart beats harder than ever before. Whatever rest you were experiencing just seconds ago is long gone with every ring from Jake's alarming ringtone. You quickly grab your phone from the bedside table, and answer. "JAKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!!" you yell. Instantly regretting the sudden outburst, your heart drops as Jake lets out an agonizing groan. "Babe?" you follow up. Ripping the blanket off your cold-sweat skin, you press your phone closer to your ear. Needing to hear everything coming from his end.
"I'm... Sorry beb-bita... Just a little-AYEE!!"he breathes out, followed by the signal of his car's seatbelt unbuckling. You quickly get off the bed and run to the front door of the flat. "It's okay baby, just tell me where you are?" you rush as you struggle with the door's locks. You must still be in a state of rest.
"I'm parked at the front." he huffs as the call ends. You drop your phone to the floor, finally unlocking the door. In minutes you make it to the elevator button and smack it frantically. Waiting inside the elevator, your intrusive thoughts frolic within the metal walls. You try to breathe through your panic; but Jake is hurting and this fucking elevator isn't moving the way you need it to. "C'mon, c'mon, coME ON!!" you rush out loud as it finally lands to the lobby. Once the door opens enough for you to slip through, you book it. Swinging the building's door open with a bang, you feel the cold wind jolt through you. "Shit, shit, shit." you mumble hugging yourself, running toward Jake's open car door. Jake gives a weak smirk as his bloodied gloved hands rest on the puddle of his stomach.
"Oh my God babeee." you whimper as you touch the bloodied interior of his car door. You jerk your hand away from the wet texture in disgust as you get closer to his awkward sitting position. You kneel only slightly to level yourself to him. Your eyes rapidly assess him as he smiles "You're in your undies." he informs meekly with blood trickling out of his mouth. You shrug, a tee and frilly panties is the least of your troubles. Bringing your hands onto him, you try to assess him deeper. Gently moving his head side to side, blood all in his curls and drying around his ears. Your nose burned as you sniffle, tears freely falling from your cheeks to his bloodied white button down. Unbuttoning 2 of the buttons, when you head to the third he stops you with one hand. The other never leaving the bloody puddle on his stomach. Finally you look at his lovingly brown eyes, "It's okay bebita. M' gonna be okay." he tries to console weakly. A sob betrays you as the situation is the exact opposite of his words. You swat his hand off of yours as you continue to open his shirt, wanting to see how serious the injury is. "Bebita."
"Jake please." you cry.
"I need you to get something from the trunk." he urges instead as he continues to fight you to stop. He places both of his hand on your cheeks, forcing you to look at him again. His eyes give you a firm order, and you suck in a sob as you nod. You lean closer to him to kiss his forehead, "Te amo mi vida." you snivel.
Before he could return the sentiment, you run to the trunk of his car. You hear a click as the trunk unlocks and you lift it. Your watery eyes shot open as realization smacks you like the fool you are. Empty gallons of fake blood scatters the barren trunk. Wiping the smear of blood on your cheek, you bring it to your nose. Smelling in denial as confirmation of the ploy leaves you dumbfounded. You drop your hand and stand there for a few more minutes. "Did you find it mi vida?!" Jake yells. You rub your redden nose as the last tear leaves you, taking one of the empty gallons in your hand. You slam the trunk closed and silently stalk toward his "injured" body.
When you finally stop next to him, he's sporting a bloodied smile. A laugh trying to leave him as he says, "Te amo?".
"AAYYEE MI AMOR!!"he yells as he hugs his head, the empty gallon bouncing off from it and landing on the sidewalk. You storm back to the building not caring about the man behind you anymore. "BEBE IT'S A JOKE!! BEBITAAAA!!! MI AMORRRR!!!" you hear him beckon for you, scurrying to get out his car while in a fit of cackles.
Yeah you're definitely locking him out for the rest of the night.
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evansbby · 4 months
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go ahead have at him
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AT FIRST GLANCE I THOUGHT THIS WAS FRANK ADLER AND WONDERED WHY YOU WERE SENDING ME FRANK ADLER PICS WITH NO CONTEXT 😭😭😭😭 i mean i hate Frank Adler too but not in a funny way like Andy, more like in a passive way jsjsjsjsksk
but this… bestie this is something else… i actually have never seen these before and i would like to know the context 🤔🤔🤔 he looks kinda sweet and vulnerable ngl 🥺🥺🥺🥺
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sapphosewrites · 5 months
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Lots of discussion in lab meeting today about the human brain as a pattern recognition machine and how much resources it devotes to interpreting situations so that it will be better able to quickly predict their outcome in the future
And so I'm thinking about our boy Julian and his genetically enhanced pattern recognition machine, and wondering if part of the appeal of Garak is that he defies prediction
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not-gonna-lose · 1 month
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I'm gonna- I'll- I'll have her rank fixed by- By the morning, okay...? I promise- I'm sorry- I know all of you are- That you're already mad at me for- For letting her in in the first place, but- I can... I can at least do this much... I can- I can fix this at least- I'm sorry-
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