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Happy pride month to the owl house fans 😁🎉

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First free space request from instagram!!

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Here r some zabby sketches because I’m obsessed with them

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i just made made a bunch of bullllllshiit

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somewhere mabel is shouting, “cohabitation in the mystery shack means never ending sleepovers grunkle ford!”

Casual Clothing - Day 3 of Dress Up Ford Week

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@shiningknight117 do not fear, I have not forgotten about spaghetti bill. I am always drawing spaghetti bill.

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shout out to past me, who for some reason while i was writing notes for one of my fics, decided that stanford killing stanley is ‘stanicide’. how dare my past self be funnier than me

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MAG154

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the view from halfway down

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he is the drama

stan dress up week day 1: mr. mystery wear

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hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

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He found huge bugs

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my dear girl finally beat the abstracting allegations!! what about jax? ...this ain't about him

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Oliver is one of my fave avatars

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[ID: A Magnus Archives comic of Oliver visiting Jon in the hospital. Oliver is a thin, tired-looking Black man with long locs and an undercut wearing an oversized purple cardigan. Jon is a comatose brown man with long, fully gray hair in a hospital bed.

Oliver waves at Jon with a smile and says a little awkwardly, "Um... Hello, Jon. Do you… mind if I call you Jon? I, I mean, you don’t actually know me." He takes off his messenger bag and shrugs wryly, "It’s just, well. 'Archivist.'" The word "Archivist" is written in alternating case and surrounded by eyes.

He smiles nervously while sitting down and says, "It’s so formal, isn’t it? And I do kind of know you…?" He looks down sorrowfully. "Haven’t had much choice, really." He smiles sadly at Jon and says, "Dreams are like that, you know. No matter how lucid you think they are..."

A close-up of Oliver shows his troubled expression, staticky eyes, and the faint black veins across his face as he says, "There’s always that part that just drags you along." We see Jon in bed, and Oliver says pensively, "Guess I don’t need to tell you that. At least, not right now." End ID]