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alteredsilicone · 24 days
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grissomesque · 3 days
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what's your favorite Janeway moment? (😉)
ahhh it's so nice of you to ask! sticking to purely non-shippy moments:
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(what are yours??)
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c1tyhaunts · 2 months
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Enjoy the feeling, let it happen; if you dream it, you can have it. If you believe it, it can happen! - LIVE YOUR PERFECT LIFE.
PERMANENT PLOTTING CALL.    by liking this post, you've given mun permission here to crash into your inbox and propose new dynamics/ships, throw random starters in your inbox and on the dash, and in general, be a new nuisance in your life. my writing is often inspired by building new connections with fellow muns and discovering new things about my muses because of our interactions, so I want to start new connections sooner rather than later. Plus, who doesn't love the occasional "this your muse?" drop when I throw a random meme your way?
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aloverspain1k · 1 year
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willywormsworld · 2 years
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me: *sees something dumb cute small and fluffy (usually cats)*
me again" omg billy!??!?!
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gilligould · 2 years
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really think we should start one of those editable google docs where everyone can link to their fave bcs video essays and such. very much in need of a continuously updating masterlist of content to keep me going these next three weeks.
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soranker · 3 months
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tomorrow :)
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lunatic-harness · 2 years
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aight time to learn SFM because i dont feel like dealing with the hassle of blender imports
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momolith · 1 year
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crazy person communication
a test >_< and a failure.
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alteredsilicone · 2 years
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#at this point the only ones keeping DE's game a float is us
@teshin-my-beloved spitting the truth, lore obsessed people rise up
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rosepompadour · 1 year
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Whatever happens, I loved you well.
Alexander Dumas fils, La Dame aux Camélias (1848)
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detectiveforfree · 1 year
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1⚡2⚡3⚡4⚡
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aloverspain1k · 1 year
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clickbaitcowboy · 1 year
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Goodneighbor Pictures presents: THE BIG DIG starring the one and only, Sole Survivor!
finished product from today's NINE hour stream <3 it was well worth it
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squishybunn · 1 month
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so according to the cdc, at 5'3" and 141 lbs, I am just ✨️ slightly ✨️ overweight. cute!
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 184
“Well damn.” 
Jason wrenched his gaze from the mess of red and green spattered across the room, searching for the source of the voice. His head hurt, he wanted his Dad. He wanted Bruce. He… his head hurt. His everything hurt. 
“Honestly, didn’t expect them to find another half-breed. Didn’t think there was another halfa out there…”  
He tore his gaze away from the floor- when had it gotten there- finally finding the other… person? The person giving him an empty smile through some sort of muzzle and missing an entire arm. Well, he couldn’t judge, he’d torn his nails off while digging out of his grave before… this. 
“Hey, kid, don’t sweat it, it’ll grow back,” the man apparently noticed where he was staring, shoulder twitching as he shrugged and more green pouring out. Jason couldn’t stop staring, eyes slipping from the growing pool to the rest of the chains apparently keeping the person on that side of the… room? Cage? Cell? 
“Shit, hey, kid, kid, don’t cry, uh, fuck, shh, kid don’t cry-” the person made a noise, some sort of hum or croon that caused him to relax. To his already brain-damaged confusion. “C’mere, away from the door now, shh…” 
Oh, when had he started to move? It was like he blinked and was stumbling away towards the chained person, practically tripping over a limb before the person managed to catch him. “Ope, oh you’re just a little baby-” a hand, clawed, carefully ran through his hair, tucking him against a rumbling chest that nearly made him tear up again. He wanted Bruce. 
“It’s alright kid, shh, they won’t get you,” the man rumbled, everything about him green to his rapidly closing eyes. Pale skin like a corpse, black scales like rot, hair white like snow, all stained green with blood.  “They’d have to kill me again for that.” 
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