Ur rly cool. Btw.
THANK YOU!! I love you all!
Tysm to this incredible community for all the support and kindness! You all really keep me going when life gets in the way.
Also a very special ty to my mutuals who have become my little online fam! You know who you are :)
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a couple of knights on the road
"Who knows?" his brother says, cuffing Cody sharply on the shoulder once before heading back towards the castle. "Maybe married life will suit you."
Cody? Commander of the Armies of the Krayt? Supposed to just settle down and call it quits as a soldier, cozy up into his new life as a married man to a spouse he never picked, let alone met even once?
Yeah, right.
As if.
this is perhaps my goofiest title. my most whimsical creation. what the heck happened here. anyways here's day three of @codywanweek, with prompts arranged marriage and there was only one bed
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Scrunkly Week: Day 1
A fine-tuned limb here, a final head wind there. Adjustments are made, all for the purpose of creating.
Creator leans back, content in his work. Before him sits a robotic-like figure, with gears & wire strewn all around it. It had one average-sized hand-- "average" for its tiny size--while the other hand consisted of long, sharp blades. The face is lightly carved, eyes vacant as there were none. Truly, Creator had achieved a new level of design.
Creator winded up his handiwork, waiting. The invention springs to life, gears turning, wires creaking. The creation stands on its own, wielding its weapon of a hand. It begins to slash at Creator, and Creator has to promptly cease the invention from advancing any further. It stops just as suddenly as it began.
Creator examined his handiwork, taking note of possible improvements. A soft chuckle escapes his mask, the source of his voice. His voice too is mechanical, not quite sounding human.
"You, my friend...require a few changes & enhancements. And also perhaps, just perhaps..."
"...a comrade of your own."
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For The Forgotten Ones Ch 40 SPOILERS
I am. In shambles. I absolutely adored this chapter I cheered more times than I can count but that ending. THAT ENDING. THIS AUTHOR NEEDS TO STOP WITH HTE CLIFFHANGERS MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT /J
Also like. I'm 99% sure Ink is now in XGaster's grasp (motherfucker son of a fuck someone trap him in a closet with Broomie and let our favorite trigger-happy brush deal with him) and the dust is just from his leg going boom.
At this point I just hope nothing happens to Ink's soul like pls for the love of god if he ends up losing it like his counterparts I think Prism is going to go batshit feral and murder a bitch. Preferably XGaster.
Actually, Prism should be allowed access to Ink's Multiverse. As a treat. I want to see him go full older brother mode on Ink anyone who comes close (Fell Gaster and XGaster) will catch these hands (Broomie's handle right in the face).
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Can’t believe the women will be going into international break already, just when the men are coming back. Excited to watch the Spanish and English girlies play though.
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i woke up at like 6am and now i gotta force myself to b productive bc my partner is sick and we have to get free Covid tests from the library but luckily i feel fine and we’re both vaccinated so yeahhh ugh i rly don’t wanna get up and start my day but i gotta cuz I work for the next four days 😭🥺😔😢
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