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Just passed a dead skunk on the highway and nearly hurled. My entire life I thought skunks just smelled like the most pungent of marijuana. Good lord was I wrong
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eh, screw it *releases my fucked up vampire au from the confines of my mind*
anyway I decided my blog is for me and I can draw and post all the weird silly concepts of my dreams and nobody can stop me. I actually have a lot of potential comic ideas ping-ponging in my head for this AU — not a linear story or anything (beyond what's on this post), just some good fun and shenanigans.
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Y’all hyped for THE MIMIC!!!
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I think Roger cursed me for trying to rename him Tony. All I’m gonna say is that I have a semi-emergency appointment with my doctor soon.
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Whelp, let’s see what happens
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So far none of the Snily child fanfics I read felt right or interested me so I’ve begun to write my own. Here’s the prologue and a link.
~1979~
It was a cold, dark February night in Cokeworth, England and amongst the shadows a figure stepped into the light. A young woman with dark red hair cradled her sleeping baby in her arms, staring at the orphanage in front of her. She walked up the steps and laid the swaddled infant in front of the doors. The woman looked down at the child, no emotion on her face, and pulled out a yellow carnation and a small piece of parchment. She placed the items next to the child, jumping as it gave out a small cry. Taking a final glance at the child, she knocked on the door and, with a loud pop, disappeared from where she stood.
The door opened and an elderly woman gasped as she saw the child left upon the doorstep. She rushed to pick up the crying child, soothing her as she looked around for any sign of the mother. She took the baby inside and laid her in a bassinet, setting aside the carnation to look at the parchment:
" I cannot and never will be her mother"
The old woman sighed and tossed the note away, dressing the child and putting them to sleep. The baby was left with no name, no belongings, and a brief message of disownment. Staring at the carnation, she gave the child a sad smile, "Well then, Carnation, welcome to your new home."
#harry potter fanfic#Harry Potter#severus snape fandom#severus snape fanfiction#severus snape#snily child
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If you focused hard enough do you think you could constantly change the disguised form of a miraculous to throw off any suspicion?
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What do you guys use to make memes on your phone? I’ve been using Bazaart but I’m starting to get tired of the water mark.
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Spread the word of this monstrosity!

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#lilo pelekai#nani pelekai#lilo and stitch#lilo and stitch 2025#lilo and stitch (2025)#chris sanders#dean deblois#jumba jookiba#pleakley#cobra bubbles
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Lord have mercy that would feel heavenly for my back
tumblr stop recommending me unrebloggable posts. Do you know how sad I got cuz I realized I couldn't reblog this

#bazoingas#tatas#any breast having individual will understand my plight#help me I have chronic back pain because of them
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Kagami lore

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So I had a nightmare this morning at 3 that while now seems stupid, scared the shit of me when it happened. So I woke up from a nightmare within the nightmare to find myself in the pitch dark in my old room at my parents’ house. It’s midnight and the nightmare cuts to my parents pulling up outside and for some reason we now own a store. There’s a silent yet not silent narration that acknowledges someone has broken into and ransacked the store. And guess whose bedroom is closest to the store, mine. The nightmare cuts back to me lying on my side in bad, facing the wall, with my back to the rest of the room. A hand touches my shoulder and the narrator says “Who’s that touching your shoulder?” And I ignore it. A hand touches my shoulder a second time, the narrator has no time to ask the question again as an unnaturally deep, growling voice replies to both me and the narrator, “god.”
I woke up with a yelp and as a religious person the first thing my brain jumped to was that is was a demon mocking god. Now that it’s the end of the day, I just feel silly.
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Martin is correct
also on bsky..
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I know the Rooster Miraculous can’t grant the powers of or similar to other Miraculous, but what about when the Rooster is unified with other miraculous. Like if the Rooster unified with the rabbit? I’ve seen at least two different concepts of their unification being used to grant the user the power to travel to other dimensions through the burrow.
Or what about the mouse miraculous? Could the user be granted the ability to not only multiply themselves but other people or objects?
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#rooster miraculous#the rooster miraculous is op#I wish the limits of the abilities of the miraculous had been tested more
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