schrodingersbobbynash
schrodingersbobbynash
I KIN THE ULYSSES OGRE
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schrodingersbobbynash · 5 hours ago
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get kissed idiot
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schrodingersbobbynash · 5 hours ago
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i hate dogs with blue eyes. why is fucking jeff the killer at my back door
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schrodingersbobbynash · 6 hours ago
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Feeling funny today
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schrodingersbobbynash · 6 hours ago
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Mauro C Martinez, Celestial, 2024
Oil on canvas. 60 x 72 in.
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schrodingersbobbynash · 6 hours ago
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just layers and layers to this thing, huh.
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schrodingersbobbynash · 8 hours ago
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MQUALLEY WAS IN DEATH STRANDING?????
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schrodingersbobbynash · 8 hours ago
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CONCLAVE (2024) USERBOXES
free to use with credit :)
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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Imagining Cooper waiting in the lodge, drifting for 25 years. Sometimes he recedes into memory, often for hours at a time. He replays every moment in Twin Peaks a thousand times. Every moment with Harry, ten thousand. He maps out every curl, every freckle, until Harry is more idea than man. He does not allow himself to imagine what could have been, but occasionally his mind wanders. He wonders if Harry is still searching for him. Some moments he cannot help himself, he goes into the hall. He looks for a way home which he knows he will never find. He looks for a way back to Harry, to himself, to life he sacrificed for a woman he loved but inevitably failed. He failed Harry, too, he sometimes thinks. But he pictures Harry out there, still waiting on the log at Glastonbury Grove. There is no failing that kind of love. It exists beyond all intention and reason. It is the kind of love that is patient. He will wait. Beyond the curtain, on both sides there is love.
#tp
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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id die for the internet archive over my country
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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I was today years old when I found out my dad ghosted the Brazilian military
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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Left is MY FIC, right is the ACTUAL BOOK QUOTE IT WAS INSPIRED BY
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(Mask context: masquerade ball / cinderella au)
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It has been doing numbers EVERYWHERE and I only found out from this lovely person who commented on Ao3:
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So yeah I guess if anyone wants to read an 8 year old Song of Achilles fanfic written in a fever dream after watching Into The Woods, be my guest
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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DAFORGE & GARASHIR PLUSH PREORDER INFO!!
Preorders will start next week, on JULY 1!
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schrodingersbobbynash · 9 hours ago
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Ian: Doctor I really must protest, this plan is far too reckless for a man of your age
One: oh nonsense my dear boy, nonsense, I'll have you know I'm a spry 420
Ian: ....420?
Susan: haha blaze it grandfather
One: hee hee hoo hoo blaze it indeed, very droll Susan
Ian: .........excuse me??
#dw
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