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Endless Fantasy High
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kitnita · 9 hours
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kitnita · 11 hours
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Girl what
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kitnita · 12 hours
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Stanley Cup Playoffs: DAL @ VGK (Round 1, Game 3) | April 27, 2024 - Wyatt Johnston 3-2 (OT)
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kitnita · 13 hours
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THANK YOU WYATT I OWE YOU MY LIFE
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What do you mean by “desperately ill” lol
i genuinely love that you've deduced that catching me at a twelve-hour-tispy is your best time to ask personal questions. i've been partying for almost 48 hours AMA, for real.
i have been chronically ill in a Big Dramatic Way (passed out several times on the grounds of my prep school, then later, arts high school grounds) since i was fifteen+. it was really bad for a couple years while i was a teenager/young adult, which is what lead to the 2017-2018 year when i fell deeply in love w hockey for lack of anything else to focus on. pretty much every one of my favorite movies (moulin rouge, field of dreams, clueless, dirty dancing, fever pitch [american baseball version]) are films i watched on repeat whilst out sick during this period of my life. nope 2022 is newly in the rotation as a twenty-something who is still chronically ill but getting botox-for-migraines about it. if the stars don't win rn i will fall upon a sword, etc.
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kitnita · 13 hours
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BREAKING: a witch has just cast a spell on a seagull, transforming him into a Seattle Mariners fan to teach him a lesson in humility.
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kitnita · 13 hours
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may the moulin rouge soundtrack be a balm to the stars in OT as the film was taken me when i was a desperately ill teenager watching it on repeat
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kitnita · 14 hours
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manifesting a wyatt ***** for no real reason, who’s with me
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kitnita · 16 hours
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WYJO!! BLESSED CHILD!!!! BOY KING!!!!!!!
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kitnita · 16 hours
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IT'S MAY
Are we ready for more playoff pain?!
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kitnita · 17 hours
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for delly & smitty i would almost put up w steel in the lineup
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kitnita · 17 hours
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Watching baseball
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kitnita · 18 hours
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harl/roope/miro, sleepy? please, for the ask game
Roope was used to turning into Miro's room more nights than he didn't when they were on the road. It was so much second nature that he didn't even think before swiping Miro's second key from their travel coordinator, before swiping that second key against Miro's door and letting himself in. It was almost a shock to see Miro leaning back against his headboard with a soft and tired looking Harls tucked against his chest. Miro's fingers were buried in his hair, the sort of tenderness he'd previously only spared for Roope; he didn't have any real space to be jealous, though, since Miro had folded his sheets down, left the left side of the bed empty just were Roope liked to sprawl. He let himself into that empty space. He tucked a kiss against Harl's temple right before he tucked one against Miro's lips.
send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it.
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kitnita · 18 hours
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roboharley + beginnings for the five sentences challenge?
Jason felt, a lot of the time, like he was supposed to be a veteran on this team already, despite all the guys who still looked at him like he didn't even know what he didn't know. Harls was kind of a rookie still, but different about it; not as green as Stank, or Mav, or even Wyatt. He'd been in the bubble with him and Otter. He knew what it felt like to be that close to the ultimate victory and only just come short. He tucked a kiss to Jason's cheek in the tunnel before warmups, something warm and mischievous in his serious eyes; looked at him and said, "For luck, yeah?" Jason had a feeling it was for more than just luck, but he'd wait to challenge Harls on it until after they'd won.
send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it.
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kitnita · 18 hours
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Hockey twitter and tumblr finding out their faves are conservatives every 3 business days and genuinely being surprised gets me every single time omg
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kitnita · 19 hours
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brittanywedgewood | 04.10.24
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