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#( save. ) KEEPSAKES.
medeaied · 9 months
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(a reticule and a handkerchief, she thinks; each a keepsake from a mother. how very sad.)
AND WHAT IF I KILLED YOU RIGHT NOW MEG.
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grooviestguru · 29 days
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do we think neil kept the FBI hoodie?
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fatehbaz · 25 days
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#thinking of dinosaurs and troodontids were my favorite dinosaurs as a child#when younger i had a real full troodontid tooth fossil that meant a lot to me#for a time we lived within a few kilometers of hadrosaur sites and troodontid sites#while wider general area had many sites of recovery for the big celebrities like tyrannosaur and multiple dromaeosaurs#at that time troodontids were kinda infamous for i think the depiction in some childrens field guides and dino books#which depicted like a fantasy speculative humanoid troodontid based on 1980s model at Canadian Museum of Nature in ottawa#anyway would visit a small local paleo center a lot and woman in her 70s or 80s ran the counter of their center and rock shop#one day she asked me what my fave dino was and i said troodon so she pulled out the tooth and just gifted it to me#in little black case size of ring box with padding and transparent plastic viewing cover kinda like laminate for displaying a trading card#tooth got stolen from out my vehicle while giving some people a ride while at university before i got too poor for tuition#later during first year of pandemic owner of my storage unit died and new property owners threw away everything i ever owned#i was homeless anyway lost job due to early pandemic closures and had to allocate any money to insulin and other prescrip meds#but wouldve found a way to save my things if the new owners had contacted me#they threw out photoalbums y backpacking gear y books y musical instruments y clothes y artwork y camera y all family keepsakes#and all childhood treasures like souvenirs and gifts and school awards and writing portfolios and all the little memories#which i was always sentimental about as child#from earliest age my room looked like a natural history museum with plants and maps and library of field guides#and rocks and field trip keepsakes and all kinds of little animal figurines and mother had painted room in forest greens and browns#to feel like a forest and among the succulent plants and a globe sat the troodon tooth#parents passed when i was a child#never near any family and were always moving never got to settle into proper stable place then father passed after long sad illness#and mother put in so much effort but she passed few years later and i could not take care of myself or my remaining material possessions#and so im still quite hurt having nothing whatsoever remaining of my childhood or school friends or mother or life generally#and when trying to process grief my thoughts often come back to the troodontid tooth as a focal point a distillation of what was lost#even when young i knew it was advised not to become too connected to material physical possessions#but still there are some small little trinkets in our lives that seem to hold so much meaning and i tortured myself for losing that tooth#thinking about troodon reminds me of childhood
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bunnihearted · 3 months
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decided that im gnna be better at tagging ._.
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zukoandtheoc · 6 months
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i need for you all to know. i picked up my no-god-mode hades save again after over a year of not touching it and am finally on my way to the epilogue. and its been like four runs and the only god i havent given the invitation to so far is dionysus. this is partially intentional bc i want more time to get more gems to spruce up the house a bit before the party, but also i think its fucking hilarious for dionysus to be super late
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kg2hub · 22 days
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You're like so cool. how are you so cool..the way you tag, the way you compliment and your art??? Literally so cool
it's my autistic swag
no but actually, cRYING IN THE CLUB TONITE........ sobs thank u so much anon, this is such a sweet message :'D
i'm super glad you like my tags and my art, that means a lot to me!! <3
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frecklystars · 7 months
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keri!!! there's a new ken doll with the i am kenough hoodie that has a different face and it looks like ryan!!!
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WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT LOOKS JUST LIKE HIM???? THAT'S MY KEN???? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 WUHWUH I'M SOBBING. BRO. THAT'S REALLY MY KEN!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 WHAT THE HELL. IT'S GOT HIS GODDAMN KIND EYES. CHISELED FEATURES. I'M SO SAD I CAN'T AFFORD TO PURCHASE ANYTHING RIGHT NOW 😭😭😭😭😭 AHGUHGH... might have to open commissions earlier JUST for him because I want him so badly
Thank you so much for telling me, I would not have known otherwise. I have email updates on Mattel's website but I've never gotten any notifications for new Barbie Dolls. So it means the WORLD TO ME that you guys have been keeping me updated on the new dolls and new clothes, because otherwise I genuinely would have no idea. And the fact that he's sculpted to look like Ryan makes me so, so happy 🥺🥺🥺🥺 oh my god look at him. that's my kennnn 😭😭😭😭😭 I got so emotional seeing this I have tears in my eyes. whwhhgh. THAT'S MY KEN 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
Well, I'll DEFINITELY open 2 extra commission slots in November so I can try to preorder this before the window closes. Thank you so much for telling me 🥺🥺🥺🥺 oh my god please. please. look at him. isn't he so beautiful??? OH HE'LL LOOK SO CUTE WITH MY BRACELET ON HIMMMM
The only problem--
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2024??? HE WON'T COME HOME FOR A YEAR???????????????
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talentforlying · 3 months
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DC should be on their knees begging you to write for John 😌 but for realsies, I’ve enjoyed every moment of following you and your writing for so many years
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@wingdingsandbrokenstrings — 𝐇𝐎𝐖'𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋?
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PLEASE that's such an honor???? i cannot BEGIN to tell you my joy at seeing you still here when i came back to this blog, i feel like you've been around since the very beginning and it always makes me so incredibly happy that you continue to enjoy and support my eternal obsession with this mangy man!! honest to god it's like an official seal of approval when you like my stuff SDJKDS thank you!!!!
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salvatoraes · 1 month
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🌺 send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful 🌺 love of my entire life light of my life fire in my bones etc etc
waaaah my angel, you know you're so special to me & i love love love your paul blog. sending you sooo many smooches !!!!
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ft. @offrozenmemoirs
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gible-love-nibles · 5 months
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Descole can be a bit dramatic... whether that be the way he enters the room, as if he was the leading role of a play, or the words he uses when explaining how his brilliant plan came to be. Speaking about plans, you just feel right under one. A mistletoe so to speak.
Holding you gently right next to him, he tilts your chin just enough to look into your eyes. And despite him wearing a mask, as for a moment, if you could catch it, there's a certain softness to his face. And then leans down to give you a kiss that you'd never forget. It's as if it's the grand act of a romantic play - that's what this reminds you about, actually. Almost as if you two are the leading roles to this story.
"Mon amour, you truly know how to make me feel like this... Perhaps you might indulge me with a request and wanting another one, hmm?"
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MERLIN WHEN I CATCH YOU MERLIN
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da-riya · 1 year
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Love CDDA I don't play it all the time but sometimes I just get the urge whenever I remember the stupid stories I have, like the time I rammed my custom nuclear powered van into a building while it's turrets were shooting at the zombie hordes, leaving me and my team of survivors to fight the horde clawing at the doors.
I thought there's no better time then now to use my granade launcher and died blasting a hulk in the face with high explosive killing us both
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arabaka · 8 months
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also your blog is so niche I love it so much <3
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i wear this with a badge of honor. thank you
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harmsdealer · 8 months
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for dionysia
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Oh my. Dionysia hits all these and the secret square, "the kind of woman who can kick his ass" / bingo card
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frecklystars · 1 year
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ok so imagine starscream and bee just sitting patiently at home, waiting for you to get back. maybe they're trying to make dinner for you while you're gone! (i don't know if they know much about human food, so you may have to order takeout. but dang it, if they're not trying their best.)
Anon... I freaking LOVE. the idea. of Decepticon Second in Command ruthless I-Killed-Cliffjumper Lord Starscream HIMSELF... standing next to my Honeybee and both of them are somehow, SOMEHOW, tolerating each other... and trying to cook something. Together. God that's so cute!!! That they'd do that for ME!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 AUGHH anon thank you so much for that visual. I love that so much.
And you're right! They have no knowledge of human food, let alone cooking it; it's probably like that Steven Universe first comic issue where the gems are all throwing random inedible ingredients into the bowl and thinking they got this 😂😂
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talentforlying · 7 months
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this drabble is an expression of brainrot and also my love for u and our characters that make me positively insane <3
john constantine’s name is a seal upon the world. burned and etched into the very essence of it like a predeterminant of its end. so the angel’s very essence whispered to him when the other came to be, a child much like any other, fair hair coloring the outline of his head golden when he lay in the cold room of a single light. his father called him john and then never called him again. never quite took liking to the aspect of really calling for somebody, the name was uttered, the name was drawn through mud and then scolded for getting dirt upon the carpet, with voice so slurred.
john constantine’s name is a seal upon himself. one he’s created but one that to a degree was always meant to be. one that echoed in the angelic mycorrhizal network long before he could speak for himself, one that echoed in emmanuel still when he gazed upon him in the park. an important man, this john constantine. one who would save the world or end it. or, lastly, die trying either of those things. just a man. worn and frowning and splayed underneath a tree, eyes drawn into narrow points looking upon the brightness of the sky.
he was constantine first and john second, truly. constantine was the name whispered in the back alleys, constantine was the name the angels used for a curse. constantine was the drawl of hell wishing to take him. john was the name emmanuel chose for him.
a throwaway phrase, a sigh, a single syllable groaned through disappointed lips took on a different meaning, right then and there. an angel took it and breathed life into it. into the very meaning of god’s grace. it was easy, face to face with a man whose very presence caused his insides to twist and turn in fear of upsetting the cosmic order, yet like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t help but venture further, venture closer, see him eye to eye. blues sinking into the earthy groundedness of his own gaze, and finding – in a strange way – a home.
john. his name would forever be john. he may have been constantine for longer than he’d cared to remember but he never cared to think about john. a true gift to the world, to the angel holding him upon his palm until he too were small and frail. until the palms could do nothing but hold one another. voice of divinity that once pronounced john loudly, now turned to a whisper, a sigh, but this time a sigh of relief. of trust. john. just john.
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@handgiven
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