Hello? Neighbor? Neighbor, can you hear me!? Please help me! I can't see! I can't move! I can't feel my own body! I'm not even sure I have a body anymore! Neighbor, please help me!
-You can swear that you hear a voice from inside the house...but no one is inside....they are all in the pocket dimension that has enough rooms to fit everyone...so who could this be?...why do they sound....familiar?-
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He keeps rummaging through the boxes, eventually finding cans of green, grey, and black paint. He walks over to the mural on the wall with them, and begins painting a new figure.
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A ghost? What ghost? There's no ghosts in here silly. I'm just uh...floating yeah. -meanwhile the ghost of a tall blonde haired man in a red suit and blue bowtie totally isn't holding puppet home-
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…. . .-.. .--.
''Help?''...What the f*ck? What do you want help with? Who even are you?
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Who else did you love?
That’s not just one story, child.
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His choice of clothes is sometimes as tragic as his choice of tattoos
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website
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Starting to think a cooler headcanon for Clark’s upbringing might just be that the entire town of Smallville collectively decided to just go with it and accept that Martha and John's kid has superpowers, but we don't talk about it.
Someone's tractor gets stuck and nothing can get it out? "Be a dear and run down to the Kents, would you? Ask for Clark?"
"Why Clark, we need a machine--"
"Run along now."
Or if he kicks too hard and the football vanishes into the upper stratosphere, no it didn't, we all collectively saw it land over there *vague hand movements*
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i want that slut covered in blood and traumatized by his actions
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One of my favorite hobbies is thinking about the fucked up implications of this fantasy world map my parents got me for christmas
[Image ID: photo of a map. On the left side of the map is Middle Earth, with the Shire and Mordor labeled. To the direct right of Mordor is Whoville.]
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i don't think people really understand what's happening in gaza. with each passing day that sees more and more palestinians dead, it's becoming easier and easier for those in the west to perceive them as nothing more than a statistic. they might engage w the occasional palestine post, sure, but it's just as easy to scroll right past that moments later w no real outrage for the genocide retained.
it's vital to stay reminded that palestinians who are with us today won't be with us tomorrow. it's happening every second of every minute of every hour, and it's relentless. somewhere in gaza a little girl is losing her mother, a little boy is watching his siblings bleed to death, elderly people are infirm with starvation and illness, palestinian women and girls are being sexually assaulted and kept in cages, fathers are leaving tents to find food for their families and not coming back. this is all happening right now, and it's a direct result of the west's complacency. it's a direct result of their not seeing arabs as people worth saving.
it might be hard to compute as a westerner, but this is real. don't let your privilege blind you to your humanity.
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