My dump of thing where I put all of my aus, crack, headcanons, and random things that I will forget.
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If you’re LGBT reblog and tag with your opinion on beer.
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did i tell u guys i got into an argument on twitter bc i said foxes are dogs and someone tried to bring up their actual fuckin. classification or whatever and i just said “foxes are dogs cause they are fluffye” and they kept arguing with me. the entire time i was like “you will not survive the immigration to tumblr you are lucky we are not there right now”
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what.
standing up and blacking out for a few seconds is just transitioning from a cutscene to the actual gameplay
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Somebody recorded the entirety of the new how to train you dragon movie for me in two videos and then I deleted them and I now have enough space for another game :) yay
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Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
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It's Yaoi Day AND it's Fujoshi Friday. This won't happen again until 2031! Boys start kissing each other NOW❗❗❗
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MDZS transmigration murder game
imagine the following: one day, your soul/consciousness is transmigrated into the world of MDZS at the beginning of the cloud recesses lectures. you will inhabit the body of one character for 1 year; during this time, you will be tasked with killing another character.
spin the above wheel once. this is the character whose body your soul has been transmigrated into. you will have full access to all of this character's abilities. for the 1 year of your transmigration, this character's consciousness will be dormant.
spin the above wheel again. this is the character you are tasked with killing. you must bring about this character's death using any means within 1 year; otherwise, if the character is still alive once your 1 year is up, your soul will be annihilated.
(for your second spin, if you get the same character as your first spin, then spin it again until your result is different.)
once your 1 year is up, if the target is dead, then your soul will be returned to your original body in the real world, in which no time has passed. meanwhile, the original owner of the body you inhabited for 1 year will regain full control of their body, and will have to live with the consequences of whatever it is you did.
some notes:
you will be stuck in your transmigration-stolen body for exactly 1 year, no matter what. that is to say, even if you successfully kill your target on day 1, you will still have to spend 364 more days in the MDZS world, and will only be returned to your original body upon the 356th.
if you die in the MDZS world, you die in real life.
if you die in the MDZS world, then the character whose body you transmigrated into dies as well.
the victory condition is that, within 1 year of your transmigration, your target character dies. technically you don't have to be the one to cause their death.
#I got transmigrating into jc and killing nmj#and like nmj died in canon anyways#suuuuure nhs would plot my downfall but it ended up taking forever#so maybe???
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Tis the season

I am going to eat this entire candy cane.
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when she says she doesn’t send nudes
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So my family has a Gay Pirate Plate.
Stay with me.
We do not know how the hell the Gay Pirate Plate was first acquired. This being a point of contention is actually pretty plot-relevant; the saga of the Gay Pirate Plate began with my grandmother and her sister, who, for some ungodly reason, both BADLY wanted the Gay Pirate Plate and believed it to be rightfully theirs.
I should back up, firstly, to establish: The Gay Pirate Plate is the cheapest, tackiest, ugliest plate in existence.
It is in no way a collector’s item. It is physically impossible for it to complement anyone’s decor, because the colors in it are garish. It’s just a ceramic plate with a gay pirate painted on it, and the painting is, this cannot be emphasized enough, extremely bad.
(How do we know the pirate is gay if he’s just posing on a plate? Listen. Fully 100% to stereotype, but he is. He is gay. There’s an energy. That pirate is a flaming homosexual. That pirate has sex with men and does it frequently. That pirate is fucking gay, all right, he just is.)
Anyway. The point is that this is an extremely cheap and ugly plate with a poorly-executed painting of pirate on it who is like a nine on the Kinsey scale.
My grandmother and her sister fought a blood feud over this plate for their entire lives. It would be on the wall in my grandma’s house, and then her sister would visit, and then it would be gone. She’d visit her sister and the plate would be on the wall and her sister would pretend it had always been there. She would steal it back, hang it up, and, when her sister visited, pretend it had always been there. This continued for DECADES.
When the sister died, the Gay Pirate Plate lived triumphantly in my grandmother’s house. And then my grandmother died. And my aunt, who had lived with her and been her carer throughout her life, rightfully inherited their house.
We visit my aunt after the funeral and stay with her for a week or two.
Me, my sister, and our dad. Her brother.
The three of us look at each other. We don’t say anything. We studiously avoid making eye contact with the Gay Pirate Plate mounted proud and ugly on the wall. We notice one another studiously avoiding looking at it. We notice one another noticing. We say nothing. We come to a silent consensus. We pack up to leave. We get in the van. Our aunt comes out to say goodbye. I loudly announce I need to use the restroom before we leave. She obviously stays outside to continue talking to my dad.
I take down the Gay Pirate Plate, stuff it under my oversized sweatshirt, go outside, and get in the van. She happily waves goodbye as we drive off.
Two days later my dad gets a phone call that opens with hysterical laughter and “You FUCKING ASSHOLE did you seriously STEAL THE PLATE–”
Anyway. The gay pirate plate lives in my dad’s house currently.
But he’s trying to get me and my sister out to visit him. And plate mounts are cheap.
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Just thinking about how when you do something at the garrison (I forgot what activity exactly) you think that Kom would be good at doing what Rhett does (I also forgot this in taking a break bc I can’t save tonin so I’ve forgotten a lot of stuff) and like. That’s never going to happen. Kom always dies. You cannot escape this, and Kom will never get to have this future.
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Was scrolling throughout the post agreeing to most of the things, reached the wooden stake and realized







Imagine this whole post in the TikTok text to speech voice.
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What kind of phobia of this thing would be

Flip flopping arches at sink and walk in shower - give unique look and character to bathroom.
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I USED TO EAT THOSE THINGS


this oatmeal has god damn dinosaur eggs in it and then when you cook it THE DINOSAURS FUCKIN HATCH IM SO PUMPED
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