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psirem · 10 months
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It was the first time you realized God could not understand you.
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phantangled · 2 years
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annotations from viewers pick DAN’S outfit, iconic phil input edition
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maingh0st · 2 months
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@belabellissima's tags on this post deserve a post of their own, i—
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aigoos · 1 month
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Bailkin Art
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AHHH! @kana7o drew this fantastic Bailkin art for me!!! As much as I love Obikin, Bailkin is becoming another favourite of mine. Guess Anakin with older bearded men are a thing for me XD Seriously, though, I just love the idea of this pairing. Especially when Bail is a Chancellor (begone, you evil Palps!) and has Anakin as his personal Jedi guard, ahaha!
But back to the art -- I love this so much. Blushy Anakin with such a regal looking Bail is a delicious flavour. I definitely need more Bailkin in my life!
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nero-neptune · 6 months
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made up a group of edwardian-era hockey girls, Heavily inspired by the many wintery late 19th/early 20th century photos i processed in an archive over the summer. at some point, i decided their team would be called "the hail raisers".
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camellcat · 7 months
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hey guys. whouffaldi. what the fuck
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ladsofsorrow24 · 2 years
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HOLE
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twistedappletree · 2 months
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i’ve been at the emergency vet for 3hrs and it’s a 1hr drive here and back and it’s 5am now and i’m so fucking tired omfg there’s no way i’m gonna be able to sleep for work today 😭
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traitorleech · 7 months
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after putting off the inbetweeners movie for ages and finally watching it now, i can safely say, i didn't expect to see this:
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this took me so off guard, i choked on my drink laughing.
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calamitys-child · 9 months
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Crying over the end of monstrous regiment on the train today lads
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cursedskull-666 · 4 months
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Gonna start screaming from the depths of my very soul I think.
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astranauticus · 23 days
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thinking again about the time i said set me free by floruitshow is very 0x51 bc like theres definitely an orv animatic idea in there somewhere but i feel like translating that song to english already took a year off my lifespan
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marmidas · 9 months
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timeangel · 3 months
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happy 14th anniversary to plastic beach!!!
(I know I probably missed it but shush)
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wip who-even-knows time is meaningless and i am so tired
thank you to my love calico @k9rage for the wip tag - my apologies, this is so desperately desperately late 😵‍💫😵‍💫 ooh, let's have a look... @epsi-l0n @zozo-01 @thegoldenlittlerose - may we peek behind the curtain?? this is, as always, an open tag - if you're reading this, consider yourself tagged! 🥳🥳
under the cut: i think i've mentioned it very briefly before, but i wasn't very specific - we're heading back to the imperium, baby! an au of an au - freelancer, and their terrible, horrible, no-good very bad day 🤩🤩
(CW: blood, death and dead bodies - it's the imperium, so really it's par for the course... this is all happening on the same day as the cataclysm finale, so if that isn't your cup of tea, maybe skip this one!)
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The earth trembles underneath your feet as you run. All you have to do is find Vindemiator. 
You’re anticipating the worst. If he’s still conscious, wonderful. If he’s not, Caelum can cloak him, at least until the worst of it is over. Funnily enough, your saving grace is that there’s almost no way he’s got enough magic left to rift - it means he’s probably still on the Spire grounds, and you still have a chance at finding him. 
In front of you, the Spire stretches high into the grim sky, all smashed windows and blazing, choking smoke. The smaller, secondary towers haven’t fared much better, and the walkways that join them to the main column are all but skeletal. The surrounding buildings cry blood, the small shapes of what must be bodies lying empty wherever you look.
The Spire gates were beautiful - wrought iron, hundreds of years old, twisting and curling into lovely patterns maybe ten feet tall. Unfortunately, the operative word there is were. Now, they’re little more than a blasted heap of metal to match the rest of the place. Picking your way through the debris, it’s almost… sad, in a way you’re not sure how to describe.
The end of an era. A hated one, to be sure, but it’s all you’ve ever known. Will this burning, brave new world be any better?
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