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True Ultimate Motherfucker
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He/Him | 28 | Red-blooded child of Chicago. Leftist. Gay himedanshi. In my Gundam and Precure era | Fanfic commissions: CLOSED | AO3 | Bluesky | Profile pic by @beardog
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 2 hours ago
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 2 hours ago
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bat at hornets nest maybe but "there is no ethical consumption under capitalism" refers to low income communities needing to choose between survival vs being eco friendly. not you continuing to watch the harry potter movies
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Day 05 - Firefighter/Medic au (art WIP)
au in which firefighter!Suletta takes surgeon!Miorine by storm, a short fanfic(?)
It was a quiet day for Miorine. Matter of factly, it’s been this way for days. Quiet, silent days and nights spent inside her office trying to come up with a way to solve a particularly complicated puzzle. A little child — he reminds her of herself when she was his age, when she lost her mother Notrette to an unknown disease. It was her ulterior motive to join med school, though the bald spots she gained due to stress in order to achieve her flawless performance was an extra bit.
Suletta’s life on the other hand was loud, all the guys and girls from the station were that way; she guessed all firefighters had to have great lungs so they could communicate with trapped people were they to encounter such a situation.
She used to be the rookie of their squad, the one who would do the work nobody wanted, as everyone was more interested in the action, the adrenaline. However she was proactive and a fast learner, so after passing her training she quickly escalated to a position where everyone relied on her, she loved that. Her squad became the family she left overseas. Besides that, Suletta also gained their trust and love through her cooking, activity she cherished doing for the people she loved.
The quiet day for Miorine was a loud one for Suletta, after someone had called emergencies from the hospital over a gas leak. The procedure had to be simple enough: evacuate the people from that wing while their rival company would investigate and control the origin of said leak, nevertheless chaos was imminent. While the evacuation was an easy task for the pedestrians, it was more complicated for the patients with reduced mobility and those with hearing disabilities. Suletta was in charge of the people that was left behind, wherever that might be, so after putting on her equipment she stormed through the hallways to find any person that might have not been aware of the situation.
Of course, one of those people was Miorine, still so very focused on her task ahead, she was not aware of the lights, the chaos and the alarms that rang outside her office. She didn’t even notice the presence of the woman standing at least 20 cms taller than herself who tried to call for her attention with a soft voice not to startle her:
“Ma’am, have you not heard the sirens?”
“Ma’am, we need to evacuate right now—”
“Ma’am!”
Noticing the lack of response from the other and given the emergency of the situation, she assumed the other just could not listen and decided for a more physical approach. She swept the doctor off her feet, in more than a sense. Though the sharp cry that came out from the white haired woman was unexpected, this didn’t stop the firefighter from quickly placing an oxygen mask over the delicate nose and lips and start taking a run outside.
Miorine wanted to yell, she wanted to kick the stranger where it hurt the most so she could stand on her feet again, but how could she? How could she protest to be held inside the gentle arms that carried her outside? How could she protest when she was so enthralled by the kind eyes that reminded her of the sea? And more importantly, how could she protest when she was so sleep deprived that her body passed out as soon as it found comfort?
It simply did not happen.
That day she dreamt of the ocean.
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 2 hours ago
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in my documence. straight up “writing it”. and by “it”, haha, let’s justr say. Words certainly
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"they must have been on drugs when they made this!" = dismissive assumption
"they must have been eating rotisserie chicken when they made this!" = insightful deduction
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IT FUCKIN YURI DAAAAAAAAAAAY
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 2 hours ago
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Americans invented tbe worlds burgled and burglars to apply to robberies because the concept of losing their burger is the scariest thing to them
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オレはいま 家主のおんらいんみーてぃんぐに
さんかしてたです
I joined in an online meeting with her
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 10 hours ago
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I'll finish this
I promiseee
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 10 hours ago
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seeing a black and white cow is always so damn awesome it’s like Hey i know that guy.from my kindergarten abcs
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 10 hours ago
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nsfw sideblogs r so funny. my friend we can't talk here it isn't safe.. we have to go to sex world together
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Customer: MY CAR IS ALL BLACK, REFERRING TO THE BLACK PLAGUE DMV: POOR TASTE/ BUBONIC PLAGUE Verdict: ACCEPTED
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 10 hours ago
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I love these two and needed to draw them.
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master-thief-gray-shadow · 10 hours ago
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My opinion on adapting video games into movies is if you're an actor that's never played the source material because you're not a gamer, fine. Whatever. Pretending is your whole job, you'll probably still do fine with basic research on your character.
But if you're the director and you've never touched the source material, what are you even doing here
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