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lex and hannah foster. that's it. that's the post.

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I have a clear phonecase with a folding phone . yknow what that means !

phonecase decorations

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Ive been thinking about Pulp Musicals again so heres my favorite little rat. I want to put him in a blender

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hmmm….

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Undertale or deltarune?

So I think I have to pick Undertale on the technicality that I haven't finished watching any playthroughs of deltarune yet. I know a fair bit about it, and I thiiiiiink I might end up liking it more but for now I don't really have a solid opinion past that I do really like both tbh

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Doodles

Hmhm

And Shi by - @jirlshi

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Day 135 of drawing Papyrus until he cameos in Deltarune. QUICK!! Akane is on holiday post twinrunes fan art!!! RAHHH Im so excited hes here Im so happy I love him so much!!! The fun gang has another member for a little while!

Twinrunes and the designs belong to @akanemnon go follow them right now!! Read Twinrunes!!! It’s incredibly silly goofy and good!!

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would you ever permanently move out of the country you are currently living in?

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Undertale PMV + Doodles

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FOLLOW FOR THE SAME PIC OF POLARIS EVERYDAY

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You know which character we mischaracterize? Bill

Like, he isn't this uwu 👉👈 trying his best dad who's a little silly at times, but he's a not so good father who says hurtful things while trying to reconnect with his teenage daughter, and he isn't nice

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it’s always morally correct to draw that woman with more muscle

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i like to headcanon that when margaret and dakkar were developing their combined protection move, when they were younger, they would beg their friends to attack them. one time when they are still ironing out the kinks, ahlaam sends a radiance blast that immediately and simultaneously knocks both of them out cold. ahlaam freaks out at first, but later on when they’re both good, everyone thinks it’s so funny

i like to think she still brags about managing to knock out two royals in one blow

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15 or 46?

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Rose had been trying to cooperate with all the tests that Dakkar and Ahlaam was running, understanding the need. The situation she had found herself a central piece in was intense and most of was still going beyond her full understanding, but Rose was determined to trust them and their vision. It wasn't like she had much else she could do, having been thoroughly displaced in time.

Her determination to stick with this didn't make the plan any easier when the tests seemed set to specifically traumatize her- or at the very least, re-traumatize her. Currently being put through some sort of elaborate maze, Rose was hating how tight the path forward was getting and questioning what exactly this test would prove or help with. She didn't even know how the maze had been made, some of it felt real and some seemed to be an illusion, something she could walk through, and she couldn't see outside of it even if she wanted to. Every hall got tighter and Rose was having to remind herself that there was an exit, that she wasn't stuck in this thing, and that there wasn't any water that would start filling in the area.

By the time she made it to the end, Rose felt nauseous and couldn't slow down her heart, but all her food was kept down and she was able to sit down and recover. She was vaguely aware of Dakkar and Ahlaam talking, but couldn't actually register the words with how muffled the entire world was around her.

Feeling a warm and soft body, covered in wiry fur, Rose forced her hands to stop trembling, just focused on petting Top. The dog was entirely too good at knowing when someone needed something emotionally, but she wasn't complaining at the moment- though distantly she knew that if he was here, so was Addison and she had been trying to keep her composure around everyone. The last thing they needed was to see how stressed she was. By the time the sounds stop muffling, Rose was pretty sure another hour had passed. Ahlaam asked what was wrong, she probably knew but was being polite, and Rose found some passable excuse for the issue, not wanting to even have to process the way that what had ultimately been more helpful than even Top was just feeling anything touching her on more than one side.

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The sea was as dark as the sky above it, reflecting the same blue and purple hues, and that normally brought a good deal of comfort to John. Even the silver stars reflecting in the water as well didn't help. It was the same view he had shared with Rose on their initial voyage every single night, and most of the nights that they had been on the Ellen Austin, and now it felt cold and distant. The stars had their usual shimmer, but it felt dim and impossibly far away- John had to assume that was how Margaret had always felt about the moon before she started regaining her powers.

His friend was happily talking to their new friend, Sia- an old friend, he supposed for Margaret- and Samuel was alongside her, the three of them looking rough from the altercation that they had been a part of. Sia's white dress made her look almost ghost like, the gold shined even in the darkness of the night, and one of her eyes had an eerily vibrant shade of blue that didn't look natural.

Shifting to sit down, leaning against the ship's railing, John glanced over at the printing press plate. Of all Rose's possessions, that was the one thing she hadn't grabbed, and he didn't know if that made him feel better or worse. Assuming that Sia was being honest about her being okay, then it probably wouldn't have helped in the moment, but John had seen the ship taking on water. He studied the dents in the sheet of metal, seeing the oddly shallow newest addition- Samuel's attempt to knock out Kal. That'd be something to talk about with Rose, he told himself, she'd probably be both proud of herself and tease Samuel relentlessly for not being able to use her weapon as effectively as she could.

The island slowly drew closer, and John just forced himself to trust the others

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donald trump will die on july 20th 2025 at 1pm pacific standard time