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Danny the Half-Ghost Reindeer

Art by @haddley. Posted with her permission and blessing. Isn’t he adorable? Don’t you just want to cuddle him? And keep him in your room and pet his head and feed him apples for being such a good boi? Young Danny the reindeer raced fast through the snow. No time for distractions; he had somewhere to go.

He was so out of breath amidst all his jumping. “I should try more in P.E.; no wonder I’m flunking…”

At last, up ahead, he could finally see All the other reindeer in a clearing in the trees.

He quickly located his reindeer friends And slipped in between them hoping to blend.

“Danny, where were you? You’re late,” scolded Sam. “Yeah, dude,” said Tucker. “It’s the big flying exam!”

Before Danny could speak, their teacher appeared. “Late again,” drawled Lancer, “just like every day this year.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lancer, but you see, my parents’ lab— “There was a spill, and I had to—” “That’s enough of your gab.”

“I said be on time. I told you no exceptions.” Lancer turned up his nose. “You get an F and detention.”

Danny stared at Mr. Lancer. He stared at Sam and Tuck. Then he lowered his head and under his breath whispered, “Dang it.” To be continued…

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Hey guys!… I’m not doing so hot on money right now, as I don’t have a job bc my mental illness is getting the best of me. I can’t even go to school!! 

So if you could boost this or buy, that would be REALLY appreciated!! I only accept payment via paypal.

please help me out!

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Never thought my love of baseball anime and Tomarry would collide but here it is 💕

Truely this is a gift.

It’s gooood. 🥰

I love it💚⚾️🐍❤️⚾️🦁

baby, you’re a curveball

Tomarry, 1.8k, Gen

based on @limonium-anemos‘s pitcher harry and catcher tom art 💙

PREVIEW

“Strike two!”

Harry exhales and nods. Good. McLaggen, their catcher, throws the ball back at him and Harry catches with ease.

One last, he thinks. Make it or break it.

He looks around him, taking note. It’s the last inning, the tension thick in the air. Harry’s heart pounds in his chest, the Championship cup so near he can practically taste it. Gryffindor is ahead, 8 runs to 7, but there are runners on first, and third, all just waiting for their chance.

He palms the ball in his hand, wets his lips, and then brings his hands up to his chest. He takes a step back, raises his leg, and then pitches the ball.

The moment it leaves his hand, Harry knows it’s a perfect pitch. Everything feels right, his form great, the conditions wonderful. The ball flies, solid and true, and Harry’s already grinning.

The batter makes to swing—misses!—and McLaggen reaches out to catch it, ending the game and then—

He fumbles. He drops the ball and Harry’s gut drops with it.

⚾️ READ HERE ON Ao3 ⚾️

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some nardos from my twitter

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by ｉｄｅａ。

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i miss both static and batman beyond desperately. 

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HELP i’ve fallen into oofuri hell and i can’t get up. （・ｗ・）

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6.6.

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i went to the dentist today and my dentist honest to god said “can i ask you a question…….what the hell is in your mouth”

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God of Mischief

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<3 <3

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shall we

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doodle

2017/4/27

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Good morning

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Day 9 - world building