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#hey check out how hard I can CRY
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I think I'm going to implode
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k01ku · 2 years
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FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK
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felidthing · 9 months
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gavinnrss · 2 years
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you know, you know i'll see you again
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upathosarts · 2 years
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We'll never be apart. Not really. 
man,,, I never expected to get so attached to this silly frog show,, but now it's over and I don't know how to feel. I honestly didn't expect much of it when I first watched but I think it's fair to say that this show has easily made me feel so much more emotion than any other show ever has, especially when it comes to producing tears. I don’t think I could type anything else to properly express how much I love this show,,, just. Thank you, amphibia
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Chip n Dale: Park Life S2 Ep 10- Keep Smiling (5/6)
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maximilff · 6 months
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"i didn't run away this time, right?" NO ONE SPEAK TO ME
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sebastard69 · 2 years
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i feel like it's important to know the gshade used here is called Persephone :)
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dreamofimmortality · 1 year
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thinkin about yoi . truly the most little guy ever
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ofstormsandfire · 1 year
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hi. hello. this is sailormars7111 from ao3, in case you couldn't tell from the nickname (that is not meant to be rude at all, sorry if it is)
I LOVE YOUR FICS
its currently my life goal to read through every single one of your pokemon fanfics because i fucking love pokemon it is my life and you write them so well it is impossible to not like your fanfic.
i first discovered you through "There's blood of your lies" and holy shit i love that fic. absolutely amazing. wish i could give a million kudos.
since then ive just been reading fic after fic written by you and they are AMAZING
i love how every character gives their pokemon nicknames, i love the story with Cyrus, Riley, Cheryl and Cynthia going on their pokemon journey, and ive thought of a few ideas to expand on that (what if cynthia had died, and cyrus had kept going on became champion? what if cynthia had convinced cyrus to stay just a little longer, ending up with them not trying to reshape the world? what if someone else had formed Team Galactic, what would they have done differently? the ideas i have-)
Anyway, i am a major fan of yours and i wish i could show some more appreciation. when i figured out you had a tumblr, i ran over here practically feral so that i could just give you major kudos.
please keep writing. yours is some of the best ive ever read.
btw, if i were to ever actually write a fanfic with the sinnoh people, can i use the nicknames for their pokemon you gave them? im attached to the nicknames. i also love nicknaming my pokemon.
youre so cool
oh HI HELLO!!! so I sort of. lost my account briefly, long story, brain scrampled egg and I ended up forgetting not the password to my account here but the email associated with it.
(I have logged into so many old accounts in my attempts to get here. I have seen terrible, terrible things, relics from when I was a repressed baby in catholic middle school. but I'm back now babey!)
anYWAY! very nice to see you here! and thank you very much, I appreciate it a ton! I have a lot of thoughts about cynthia, and the pokemon world in general, and just. that ends up translating itself over to ridiculous amounts of headcanoneering, worldbuilding, and Feelings.
still have no idea how blood on your lies ended up being as popular as it is? (okay, I do have some theories, but a very large part of it was sheer dumb luck and either way, it doesn't feel quite real that I'm the author of a fic this popular?? cool as hell though.)
seriously, thank you so much! stuff like this does keep me going, though re: continuing to write? there is literally no force in this world or any other that could stop me from writing something. encouragement just helps me do it faster ehehe.
you're super cool, too! for reaching out to the authors you like and letting them know how much you appreciate them! means a lot <3 thank you
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unblot · 2 years
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@magicalshift​​ :    about graves for rielle
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ABOUT GRAVES :     “  Graves is the most boring person I’ve ever met in my life.  ”  There’s a brief stretch of silence that suggests that this is all the prince has to say on the matter. But after a moment Rielle continues.  “  His idea of an exciting night is staying in with a book & a cup of tea. Seriously it’s impossible to take him anywhere! We can’t even go sailing because he always ends up puking all over the place. ”
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ABOUT GRAVES - CLOSENESS :     “  A lot of people think it’s weird that I hang around a fuddy duddy like Graves. He’s not the kinda guy people would expect as Rielle Nerites’ best friend. But Gravy's never been that. He’s just Rie’s friend. He’s never treated me different or made me feel bad for being who I am. So maybe he’s not the perfect poster member of my posse. But he’s the perfect best friend.  ”  Certainly better than Rielle deserves.  “  Don’t tell him I said that though, kay? I’ll never hear the end of it.  ”
voiceline meme  //  accepting 
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Three hours ago I read the plot summary for Robot Dreams.
Six seconds ago I realized why it's called that.
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mothbaaalls · 2 months
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LISTENING TO DAYS AGAIN. AND AGAIN. AND AGAIN
(lyrics down here)
There was too much time, while it was all meaningless
I tried to understand, and I realized
This laughing voice that I let go of, far away
Is no longer anywhere to be heard
My tears fall
If this is what you call a future, then I'd rather
let go of the tomorrow I can't complete
Let's stay alone where nobody can hear my voice
Even if I learn of the tears of a darkening world
and count the overflowing irrationalities
I can't possibly find
the meaning that spends its days here
Time proceeds
and the hands of the clock stop
The same way, countless times
Even if I shut myself away in these days without a smile,
I must be noticing that it's all meaningless
Even though I can no longer know
the meaning of the words I asked that day
Stop already, it hurts, it hurts, I can't take it
So much that even my tears dry and disappear
"If this is what you call a future, I wish I could have always stayed like that"
Even if I cry alone where nobody can hear my voice
This darkening world won't softly
embrace anybody
So let's toss away these days
Then curse both the future and the world
Let go of the tomorrow you can't complete
Let's stay alone where nobody can hear my voice
I hope that tomorrow
these days of wishing in a dream will end,
these days of wishing that the darkening future will come to a stop without a sound
There was too much time, while it was all meaningless
And nobody realized
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Apocalypse, GOAD angst war Summary:
The city was empty and neither flock of angels nor horde of demons had come to thwart them for a final time. Their last gift, perhaps. After all, this was it. This was actually the end.
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pentimint · 7 months
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aa-carnivorousfatality · 10 months
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WHERE DO YOU DESERVE TO BE KISS?
-- -----knuckles*
it feels as though you have fought every day of your life. sometimes, you cannot even tell how much of the blood on your hands is your own... and how much comes from those who've tried to hurt those you defend. you deserve the gentleness of a kiss to your bruised knuckles and broken skin, a reminder that you are not only made of violence.
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