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The City

Where am I? Wheres finch? Augh my head hurts, what happened? These were the only thoughts that occurred to me before I blacked out. Again.

Bright lights. Excruciating pain. Where's finch? I need to find them. Where am I? Ah yes, I remember now. The bots attacked our alley. They came so quickly- I didn't have time to think. There was... an explosion? My head hurts so much...

BOOM

Slammed back into reality, I search my surroundings for something, anything that might be a sign of home. A barren wasteland surrounds me consuming any surroundings in a heavy dust cloud, swallowing any hope I had of finding my way home. Trying to keep my heavy eyelids open, I attempt to stand up- only to almost immediately fall back down to the painfully rough, crude ground of this lifeless place. As I stagger around, bleary eyed, I spot someone, no, something hurtling towards me at an alarming speed in the distance. As my mind clears, my instincts finally kick in.

Run.

As these murderous mechanical monsters soar towards me, I drag my empty, fatigued body across the scorching ground, littered with dead animals. So, the radiation doesn't just kill humans then, I think to myself, momentarily forgetting I'm running for my life .

Right, I need to get my priorities in line- lists always help, right? First, I need to escape from these stupid hunks of metal and shoot them down. Then I need to find my way back to the city- disguised as a bot (ingenious, I know), find finch and escape this hell-hole with them. However, it appeared that while I was forming a plan, the bots had disappeared. Just great.

Carefully removing my bow and arrows from my back, I check the perished features of this death trap for any threat. Wait- what's that noise-I flick my eyes upwards just in time to realise the bots are trying to attack from above. Trying to remain calm, I aim with shaking, calloused hands, and- 3, 2, 1- FIRE!

The bots lifeless iron bodies fall to the floor. Perfect shot.

Just as I finish the tedious process of taking the bot apart and cobbling together its sterile features into some armour, the dust cloud clears to reveal the city, immense and imperial, right in front of my sleepless eyes. "You got this jade" I murmur to myself, pushing aside the doubt already gnawing a hole in my malnourished stomach, and turning on the bot's jet pack. If I'm optimistic enough, it looks like there's just enough power left to fly me back to our alley, where finch will hopefully be waiting, to get out of this abyss, and return home, to mum and pops. "Here goes nothing " I mutter as I shoot up into the perilous sunrise.

"Wow"

I can't help but say it out loud, I haven't been above The city in years. Its... really quite beautiful for a place like this, ridden with disease, death and abuse, overthrown by bots, stealing our homes, our food, our water.. but as the sun blooms on the horizon, its golden petals stretching ever outwards into the rich blue, a flower of the sky, warming my soul, an invitation to a new day, reflecting off the cracked windows of the crumbling skyscrapers, once holding entire communities, now derelict, abandoned and disintegrating. The roads are clear, no bots in sight, no imminent danger.. it feels quite peaceful....

Wait.

Am I getting closer to these deadly superstructures? Oh crap. The powers cut out! I guess just optimism wasn't enough to fly me back to The City.. wait- wher is the parachute? Please dont say I left it back in the wasteland! Well I guess theres nothing else left to say other than- "HEEELP!".

Just as I'm saying my final goodbyes to everything and everyone in my life, wishing I'd done so much more with my life, I'm swept away from my gory death, and into someone's arms. Human arms. Not a robot. A real life breathing human with real life thoughts and real life emotions. Not just some worthless hunk of metal. A human. Who has just saved me from my gruesome demise.

Dazed and confused, my head filling with so many questions, I feel it'll explode. Suddenly I realise we are miles above The City, above the clouds even! My head... it feels like it weighs a thousand tons. Looking up, all I see is Finch's concerned face looking down at me.

"Jade?"

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january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening

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Sweet dreams little cryogenian flatworm

hello my hand is gonna fall off

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I fmucking love

WAMEN

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So i wanted to do this for a while-

(Ref to that one episode)

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also here is the clean version without subtitules in case anyone of you wanted it

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food is THE love language. let me bake you some fucking bread.

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reblog this if you’re jewish or your blog is a safe space for jewish people

in light of recent events as well as a new rise in creating nazi ocs I think this post is an important one to have on your blog if you stand behind your jewish followers or are jewish yourself.

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I don't understand signs.

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every fictional pairing that makes gay people go feral is like "here is an ordinary person who is hopelessly devoted to their best friend, who bears a heavy burden that they refuse to let anyone help them carry, but who occasionally allows themselves to be vulnerable around them, the one person in their life who they trust unconditionally. both of them are extremely repressed, and the resulting unacknowledged homoerotic tension between them will make you want to tear your hair out."

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reminder that this blog, while not politically focused, supports BLM. bootlickers and racists aren’t welcome here, and never will be.

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have you ever heard a song a couple times and enjoyed it or whatever but then you hear it again and and you think "damn this is the best song i've ever heard." like you already knew it existed but for some reason it really hits you that one time, and you're like wow i wanna hear it again. so you play it again and you think you're only gonna play it once more but then you play it again. and again. and again. you fall in love with the beat. you fall in love with the rhythm. you fall in love with the lyrics and everything about it. you cant get enough of it. it's constantly in your head and all you want is that song. i think that's what its like to fall in love. you know about that person for a while but one day something about them catches you off guard. then you start talking to them which is like hitting play. and you wanna keep talking to them so you do, which is like putting it on repeat. then you fall in love with their eyes. you fall in love with their smile. you fall in love with their personality. you fall in love with everything about them. you cant get enough of them. they're constantly in your head and all you want is that person. i think falling in love is like discovering your favorite song.

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sending so much love to all the mentally ill people who aren’t distracting themselves by working hard to the point of burnout because they literally can’t, to the mentally ill people who get burned out just from doing one task, to the mentally ill people who wish that they had the kind of depression that’s considered “high functioning” because even if that’s not a healthy way to live, at least we’d be able to actually get things done, to the mentally ill people who feel like a failure because it takes everything in you just to get out of bed much less accomplish anything more than just existing, I see you. I see you and I love you. You existing is enough. I know how hard it is, I know how hard you work just to not collapse at any given moment, and I know how awful it feels to see other people with similar issues as you still manage to accomplish things. You are not a waste and you are not a failure, you are simply a person doing things to the best of your ability, and it’s okay if that best feels like it’s not very much. It’s okay, you’re enough, you’re more than enough exactly as you are <3

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Really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really REALLY HOPING that Hazbin Hotel explores Alastor's aroace-ness in some way shape or form.

Like, have him explain to Angel or Charlie that he doesn't "get" romance or sex, or have Husk tell Angel to stop trying to flirt with Alastor, because he's never ever going to get anywhere with it. Or literally any consistent indication of his disinterest in sex and romance.

Because the one thing I CANNOT stand is when creators confirm a character's sexuality, a-spec or otherwise, and then LITERALLY never explore it (except for The Owl House, that one gets a pass. Fuck Disney). It's INFURIATING.

And ace, aro, and a-spec rep is so so so SO important, to so many people who have been underrepresented for DECADES. I guess what I'm saying is that I hope Vivzie understands how important this is to the community and how monumental it is to see GOOD ace rep, something that's far more rare than it should be.

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Angel: I'm... grounded?

Charlie: Yes, you're grounded!

Alastor: *Holding a shovel* And now, we're gonna bury you until you've learned your lesson!

Charlie: Al, that's not how grounding works.