Sorry college killed me but here's some fanart
⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎… ⋙
I like funnygummy a lot :]
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My biggest criticism of Vaxis II is that they should have had the stones to go full GAIBSIV and titled the last three tracks in a similarly cumbersome way "Window of the Waking Mind I: Ladders of Supremacy" "Window of the Waking Mind II: Rise, Naianasha (Cut the Cord)" etc because although it's apparent while listening that the album ends on a three song suite I want it to be as annoying as possible to talk about it
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Maybe now I'll actually admit to myself that w*lbur was always a terrible singer
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only good thing about losing my switch saves is getting to play botw again with better awareness going into it and also redoing my island without having to make the decision to delete it
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goodbye goodbye goodbye
you were bigger than the whole sky
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wedge making big saves (for the headset)
col@dal 05.15.24 | round 2 game 5
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skk fighting but it goes like:
dazai, dodging: ha! your moves are as predictable as always! you've been going for my left side ever since we were 15, can't chibi switch it up, or is his brain too small for that ?
chuuya, casually: .... i mean, i guess im just used to it? your right eye was always wrapped in bandages. tf was i supposed to do ? swing for you blind spot ?? be fr
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have we made this joke yet
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I decided to make a tiny version of the shawl I've been making for family and friends for my American Girl Doll. And then decided Josephina needed a photoshoot.
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Bea, bag in hand, leaving the order, knowing full well her chosen one of a girlfriend will be back from the dead after three days just like our pal big J:
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WIP - the long-awaited heat!fic
Zevlor awoke from his slumber abruptly and stared at the wall across from him, hazy in the early beginnings of dawn. For a moment, he lay there, undisturbed and trying to figure out why he’d woken up early. Just as he’d started questioning if the sun had gotten in his eyes, it hits him and he squeezes his eyes shut, eyebrows furrowed together. A pained whimper is shoved down his throat by a thick swallow as he curls tightly around himself. It’s as if he’s trapped in an ocean of discomfort, tossed violently between cramping in his lower stomach and pelvis, and the straining need to pee. He tries to will his body up, to roll over and fall out of bed. Out of the puddle of sweat he’s currently stewing in, the sheets sticking to his skin and the pillow tossed somewhere by his feet. At some point in the night, Halsin must have rolled over and curled around Misphi, as the solid warmth of his back pressed against Zevlor’s. The gentle, steady heat soothes one of the waves of pain crashing through his body, so he scooches back against it, seeking relief before suddenly realizing with horror what was happening.
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