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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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from now on your tumblr nickname is whatever you get from this sexual identity generator  ☆

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A bunch of doodles based on @cherrifire 's TMA au since its brought me back into that brainrot

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1 night lying in bed u look up at your ceiling & see this crawling towards u wyd

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Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

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Wishing all of you a very merry "I suddenly have the motivation and time to write a minimum 10k fic"... please

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new reblog game actually put in the tags what the blog you reblogged from tastes like

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🌹 a flower for everyone not feeling their best today

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A Land of Frost and Heart

A lore piece based on dragonspine!

First time really writing in a long time!

Here's it on ao3 or just read it below the cut.

A landscape of blue, white and grey, speckled by red infecting its ground and spreading to its ores. The core of it being a still beating heart hidden within the mountain, spreading life through its corrupted warmth.

The closest beings to a brother this heart has remained on this land warmed by him. Taking refuge in the caves scattering the mountain.

One, marked by the star of his creators' homeland. He wishes to understand humans and the world, valuing flaws, understanding that they are a vital aspect of humanity.

Whilst the other craves perfection, trying to erase any mark of failure, erasing the mark his twin brother bears.

Their creator abandoned one with a mission and left the other to return to source material through the once-maw of the mountain's heart.

While its brothers move, trying to achieve their goals, the beating heart remains warming this frosted land, wishing that a better fate befell it. Yearning to return to the skies and once again meet the other dragon who slayed him under a better situation.

This land these creations call home is a place many fear to travel. For its freezing temperatures, deadly landscape, and the many creatures which live upon it.

Amongst those few who travel through this land include a rare expedition team or two, trying to research the ancient history told through the mass of ruins littering it.

The friends and allies of the star-marked brother, amongst them are his two apprentices and a strange traveller that too is created from something different than many upon this land.

The final group is the many Fatui who have made camps on this mountain, which unlike most who visit these lands, find a sense of familiarity and home there. For the cold reminds them of their snow-laden home and dear Archon.

This land of frost and corruption of poisonous blood was not always this way. Before the heart of this land came to reside here nought could survive upon its frostbitten ground. No tree, plant or animal could thrive or survive there. But if you go even further back this land was far warmer.

Upon it was an ancient civilization erected to flee from a frozen land, their palace set upon the peak of the mountain. Within this kingdom resided a silver tree that is said to have granted powers of knowledge of the future to the princess of the land.

Eventually, a celestial nail descended upon this kingdom, sealing the tree and surrounding the kingdom in clouds and snowstorms across the once-lush lands. Despite the attempts to heal the land by the people of this kingdom, nought succeeded and eventually, the kingdom was no more.

The princess died trying to preserve part of the silver tree, the head priest perished trying to climb the summit to ask the heavens for guidance, and the kingdom's scribe tried to heal the ley lines, only to discover they had already withered. He layed the princess to rest and then he too eventually died, cursing the heavens and the hero who he thought abandoned them.

Although, the hero had not abandoned the people of this city, having been given a quest by the princess to find a way to save them elsewhere. But in the end, his search failed and when he returned to the kingdom there was nought there for him but the dead. He lay to rest his sword in a tomb upon this mountain and left for a land of war and blood.

The silver tree did one day reawaken, although not the same as it once was. It craves sustenance from the force that awoken it, the corrupted power of the mountains dragon heart. In memory of its lost people, the now silver and red tree grows a single fruit, to be used as a catalyst for justice upon the world.

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apologies this is gonna be long, prepare yourself

1. the crew must, at some point, pull off a massive caper-style heist. idk what they steal, idk why. but they’re all dramatic, queer, and eternally bored, CMON ofc they do it. i need marius sitting in a van talking to everyone through earpieces. tim the whistling janitor with a duffel bag full of bombs. femme fatale brian/jonny/raphaella/idc but SOMEBODYS gotta put on the slit dress+sparkly earrings. (the tension of it is probably lessened by neither death nor life sentences carrying any threat, but maybe they pick a delicate/time sensitive target to make up for it?) 2. i feel like the actual audio quality of the albums isn’t really supposed to have any lore attached to it but here me out. the audio quality improves a bit over the course of albums, yes? so, if the mechs themselves record them (rather than like. the real human members of the band), then there must be a reason for the change— they had to upgrade their setup. thus my conclusion: in order to afford better mics the crew all worked like. a fast food joint together or something. or retail. wait thats the real reason the themes are anti-capitalist, that mustve been oof (idk why they wouldn’t just steal mics but…) 3. somehow didn’t notice this until my mom pointed it out but we don’t talk enough about the angel/devil metaphors we could do with raphaella and jonny?? hello? so i think they should smooch or at least plot and scheme together every once in a while

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1: i vote brian for the slinky dress, i think he would enjoy being pretty

2: jonny standing there like “hi. welcome to burger king. can i take your fucking order.” and getting admonished by his supervisor for the third time this week

3. i,,, cant think of a way to spin this to the blog gimmick its too good of an idea

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stop trying to make every single drawing a magnum opus. you cannot unleash your art ult until you charge it up with a bunch of shitty little doodles first.

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It's been years, but the genshin brainrot, it's back, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Content binging time.

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Is vac the new Tumblr sexyman?

He better not be