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achillesisnotcomingdown · 9 months ago
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Do you think that Odysseus has become a kind of running joke among the gods, like when we joke about cockroachs' survivability?
For example some mortal is surviving stuff that rly should've killed him, and someone on Olympus says "is he pulling an Odysseus on us?" and everyone laughs
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adam-scott · 7 months ago
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ahrisaamariyo · 1 year ago
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also i keep thinking about this post and i felt the need to grab it. you piece of beloved citizens
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phenalty · 4 months ago
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CALL ME AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND...
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i <3 <3 <3 @shy-writer-999's 1-800-LONELYCHEF fic. drew a wholllleee fuckin' spread about it. (posted this the looong way for mobile users! horizontal img + details under the cut!)
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robronrewatch · 4 days ago
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beloveds, so for future reference, yes, i run the aaron dingle account. if you’re interested in watching emmerdale from november 1989 til (we’re currently up to 2007) i post them here <3
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adhamabbas · 8 months ago
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لست نفسي بعد أن رأيت القمر يشرق على الجانب الآخر من العالم.
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c-kiddo · 7 months ago
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i know i said i forgive winter for being dark because in summer its never entirely night and theres always a glow on the horizon . but i cannot do it with this starting to get dark at half 2 in the afternoon shit. that is sick and twisted
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ankarnaofjustice · 1 month ago
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Cloudward Ho! trailer day expect 1000 posts by me
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lumiccu · 2 months ago
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Made this for a local illustration contest. Didn't win but it was still fun!
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oatflatwhite · 3 months ago
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being tired sucks. being sick sucks. being sick AND tired propels you forth into a divine state of being that sucks.
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theythemmer · 7 months ago
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please dont ask me why i made this i do not have an answer for you
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lifemod17 · 2 months ago
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First light til the death of the sun || 05/11/2025
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deadandphilgames · 7 months ago
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sometimes i go to post my silly little thoughts on here and then delete the whole thing because i think no one wants to hear about that but no. i can post my posts on the posts website
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baddybaddyadardaddy · 8 months ago
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Beneath the faint sheen of sweat, his brows pull together, confusion and exhaustion all in one. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse and rasping.
“Then why are you here?”
The Southlander swallows, unable to met his gaze, casting her eyes restlessly about the barn. They land on a vicious black gauntlet, left hanging over a ladder rung like a sock to dry.
“To help, I think,” she says, still with her head turned away from him. “You said you just wanted to give your… people… a home, yes? That this had nothing to do with waging war?”
She summons the will to look the shackled orc head-on, just in time to catch him glancing from her to the gauntlet and back. He shifts agitatedly, makes a low sound of ascent in his throat that could just as easily have been a grunt of pain, and then nods.
Well. Her kind might not love the orcs, but nor do they love the elves, or any foreign force that declares themselves ‘higher’ than the rest.
The Southlander quietly retrieves the gauntlet, setting it down by the orc’s outstretched legs. She tsks softly when she gets a closer look at the arm it is meant to shield — warped with burn scars and mangled flesh, the hand curled painfully into a half fist.
“I don’t have the key, but — ” again she casts about, locates a bucket of horseshoes and nails. “This might do.”
Gingerly she unhooks the chain from the nail, easing the orc’s stiff arms down into his lap. She is grateful he does not question or mock her, for she cannot honestly say she knows what force drives her. She acts without reason, beyond a singular sense that she must.
Picking open his shackles requires her to be closer, so she settles cross-legged beside him, leaning over his legs rather than yank his hands into her own lap. She nearly has the first lock figured — two sliver-like nails carefully angled against the inner tumblers — when the orc’s hands are suddenly around her neck.
“You wish to help? Then, come here.”
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SOS PLZ SEND MORE
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crimsonbubble · 1 month ago
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when I was a kid, I thought being 21 was so cool like you go out all the time and drink and stuff
and here I am at 21, at a wedding reception party wishing I was home instead LIKE GET ME OUT OF HERE PLSSSS
I'm tired, my clothes are uncomfortable and itchy, my feet hurt, I have a headache and am covered in glitter bc of my outfit
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v0idwraith · 23 days ago
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Happy aromantic visibility day!
These two tied in a previous aromantic HC poll I did so now they must do battle
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