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return of bo

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zombie plush mood board!!!

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foodum culture is wishing you could have a solidified, infinite partner that you could consume and they would never run out or go bad, but that just can’t happen :(

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soda

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dinner

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zombie agere stimboard… jst for me :3

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[No spoons for IDs, help appreciated]

❝ Queer Stars :: Objectum ❞

[PT :: Queer Stars :: Objectum]

Objectum // Objectrix // Objectra Objectsic // // POSIC+

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Objectum, Objectric, & Obectra By :: Unsure, lmk if u know! Objectsic By :: @margaret-the-essa here POSIC+ Flags By :: @\awkwardlycan here Notes :: On my objectum shit <3

Archive Tagging :: @rentrypixelpridearchive

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Being forcefully dragged out of a US Military air base by my tail screaming and crying because they caught me trying to mount the fighter jets

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dinner

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rex...

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partner intro post : locke

emoji tag : 🩹🔒

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dinner

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a fic about me and rem because. yeah

Awkward silence.

Thats how these moments always start its...awkward silence. Staring off into the distance. Sitting next to each other.

A youtube video plays faintly in the background, and I glance at him briefly. I speak, though I know he won't talk back.

"So...You like this game?"

I ask, turning my eyes back to the video. I hadn't even realized that a game video was playing, but I ask the question out of instinct. I get the impression that the answer to my question is yes. I shuffle in place slightly, suddenly having a feeling of flustered nervousness.

"Me too. It's one of my favorites."

My eyes drift down to my lap, fiddling with my hands. Eventually I reach out, playing with the keychains on his zipper. I smile, softly.

"I'm glad I made this...for you."

I mumble, rolling a 'M' bead between my fingers, observing the purple homemade keychain I had put together the other night, the memory of putting beads together flashing through my mind warmly.

My fingers drift to his zipper, gently running the pad over the textured surface.

"I..."

A pause, as if I'm uncertain to say something I've said so many times now. It feels like the first time every time.

"I love you."

I mumble, sighing almost with relief, and lean back, cradling the small pouch to my chest.

I get the feeling he loves me too.

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(late) dinner

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lazy day...

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made us some matching bracelets