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Fuck. I can't do anything right. *pulls my shirt up slightly and you can see a little bit of my abs*

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my personal version of 5am (and five and sams relationship in general) is very horsegirl and very dangerous wild horse

five is the very powerful and fast but very unridable borderline wild horse that trampled someone into the hospital when they tried to put a saddle on them and sam is the girl (gender neutral) carefully feeding them sugar cubes to gain their trust while everyone is like wow ive never seen that horse warm up to someone so quick

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Sleeprunner

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“What do you mean the tower is gone? Are you sure you’re in the right place? I actually used more colorful words than that,” Brett Elmore recounted to NBC News. “He said there’s wires all over the ground and the tower is gone.”

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maybe i didnt come back wrong maybe i was just a weird freak when i was alive but i hid it and acted so normal and after i died i decided to stop pretending. maybe being resurrected was the perfect opportunity for me to be myself because i knew you would chalk it up to the horror of me coming back wrong. but the horror was always inside me. did u think about that

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Okay well I'm done for tonight I swear but this one is way more cursed than the rest. Have fun with it xDD

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tried my hand at drawing phil because i think about this exchange CONSTANTLY

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you could say alex is having Fun Sort Of (not really please help)

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fellas is it gay to share a lil smooch with your coworker? a lil kees? a lil affection after a traumatic upheaval of reality? lil airport kith??? highkey a sequel to this lil dreamish reunion pic with gene and phil, because i love them bonus:

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“ Please - please tell me you know who I am, ” Sam nearly begs after a long moment of silence, trying really damn hard to keep his composure as he stands sopping wet and exhausted on Janine’s doorstep. She hasn’t taken a swing yet or told him off, but she’s looking at him like she’s considering it. “ You’ve got to remember - it’s me, it’s Sam, Sam Yao, please tell me you remember, Janine, come on - ” “ Mr. Yao, ” Janine snaps in that tone she takes, although it’s different. Tight. Sam freezes, not sure whether that’s a sign he ought to be sprinting yet. He can see her set her jaw from the porch, fingers squeezing the handle of the baseball bat. He has trespassed on private property, and Janine stares him down, steely as ever. Maybe I should be running. She looks like she’s going to say something else, possibly threaten his livelihood, but nothing comes out. Then, with a sudden clatter, she drops the bat and take a stride forward, grabbing him by the front of his sweatshirt and hauling him into a crushing hug, despite the fact that he is drenched from the downpour. That’s all it takes for the tears to well up, latching onto her in return and breathing a sigh of relief he’d been holding in for weeks. He can’t think of anything to say. Not sure he could vocalize it, even if his brain wasn’t currently running on empty, but she finally speaks up again after a beat. “ Welcome back, ” Janine says, voice shaky just under the surface, but relieved. Welcome home.

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i appear out of the void to deliver my dreamish feelings, a little bit of ‘sam finds janine first post wakeup and thank GOD she remembers’

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just uploading some doodles while i sit in mission progress limbo text reposted below because my handwriting is scritchy!

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You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.

Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…

…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.

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just gettin it out of my system. lil edgelord fiver

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let’s play a game, it’s called ‘steamy played s3m10 and cried’

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some assorted january alexes! som au stuff, general shenanigans. they just get gnarlier with every incident i put them through. sorry not sorry babe

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