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kisakis-boyfriend ยท 9 months
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Hi! I gotta say, you've got me hooked-
I am so here for dom reader. So since pet! Kokonoi tends to be bratty and annoy his master and receive a punishment(?), how about his master ignoring his neediness after he misbehaves? Would he become even more of a menace? Would he try to earn his master's forgiveness? Would he try to provoke them (like slipping under the table and sucking his master off)?Would he become extra clingy? So many options!
Whether you take this as a headcanon, scenario or thirst is up to you. Take care <3
I can definitely see him being extra bratty in the beginning, maybe he thinks whatever he did didn't annoy you enough so he amps it up? Let's say he was already in the middle of a punishment and he wasn't allowed to cum for a week, he would intentionally let you catch him disobeying that order and expect more punishment, but! If you didn't dish out that punishment, or if you outright acted like you didn't care that he disobeyed, he'd be so confusedโ€“
Then he'd think of what else he could do to rile you up, since clearly the usual wasn't working. Maybe he would act clingier, constantly crawling into your lap and grinding against you, and when you ignore him or push him off he'd pout and keep trying. Maybe he'd take your hand and place it on his clothed dick, making you palm him through his pants, hell maybe he'd stop wearing clothes in the house altogether! Hoping he could tempt you by giving you easy access to his body whenever you wanted it. He'd even be bold enough to pull out your dick and either suck you off or just slide it inside of himself and fuck himself right there, whining when you didn't move or take control
But when none of that works, he'd become desperate. Begging you to โ€œplease touch me, Master... I can't take it anymore! I'll do whatever you want, I swear!โ€ He'd cling to your legs and look up at you so sweetly, already trying to hump your leg to show you how desperately he needs his master~
If you continued to ignore him after that, or tell him that you're not going to touch him, that's when you might see some tears from him. He'd be truly desperate at this point, trying to act like the perfect pet for you, never misbehaving or causing trouble. He'd do whatever it would take to earn your touch again, he just needs you, needs your touch like he needs air to breathe
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shopping-mall-of-stims ยท 9 days
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Wiggly and Bill stimboard...
with shopping and computer stims!
requested by @shadowbrightshine
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bejordan ยท 2 months
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( / ห™ ห–โœฉ - @beyuji ) location: dance studio ( ! )
"thatโ€™s all.โ€ with a friendly smile plastered across his features, ๐‰๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ๐€๐ carefully pulled out his card to pay for the few items he had purchased. luckily, he had his wallet on him or else the entire store run wouldโ€™ve been a waste. tapping his card against the device once the employee gave him the signal to do so, it was time for the young male to hurry and return to the dance studio to set up.
after 10 minutes passed by, ๐‰๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ๐€๐ surprisingly made it back in time to the dance studio. it may of been the fastest heโ€™s ever walked, but as long as he was able to use the remaining time to set up, everything would be just fine and stress free. since he wasnโ€™t teaching any online class for today, ๐‰๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ๐€๐ wasnโ€™t has drained as he normally is. with the 2 cases of water bottles that was included in part of his purchase, he restocked both the shelf and refrigerator for those that preferred room temperature or the freezing cold taste after a hard dance practice. next, he done the same with a few snacks, including homemade ones that his mother and aunt have made. with their love for baking, ๐‰๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ๐€๐ has never gone hungry a day in his life ; as well as friends that he has that could pretty much agree when their tastebuds are having a party with the homemade goods.
once ๐‰๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ๐€๐ had finished setting up and had some energy left to be able to use for the dance session, he sat down on the ground while messaging ๐’๐“๐„๐•๐ˆ๐„ again the address of where the studio was and waited patiently for their arrival.
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rayheroism ยท 7 months
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Oh... another Raddid showing up, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’๐’‡ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’๐’†... ๐’๐’‡ ๐‘น๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’… ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’, ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’Š๐’‡๐’‡๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“, ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐‘ด ๐’Š๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚ ๐‘ฎ๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐‘ณ. The hero, looked at the other, brown eyes showing a bit of confusion. Was this a trend of sorts to be dressed up in colored caps and overalls?
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"Uuuhhmmm... There's something wrong?"
Asked the limbless hero to the other, why was he looked in such way? ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐‘๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐จ, ๐‘๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ ๐๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ-๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐จ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ, to go to see the lands that they were living in to meet the rest. For now he only saw this Rabbid.
"Oh... yeah, Rabbid Mario told me to come here to meet everyone... Do You know where he is?"
Asked the blonde as he scrched the back of his head, he asked the right Rabbid about this?
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@mixed-up-multiverse Closed starter for Rabbid Luigi 'Louie'
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taleswrittena ยท 10 months
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@helbroth sent [ TEND ]: ย  ย sender and receiver tend to one anotherโ€™s wounds in the aftermath of a fight. (from a fussing and huffing jaskier to wounded geralt !)
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Being injured is nothing new to Geralt, scars litter his body from the various injuries that he's suffered in his long life. If it were severe, he would take a Swallow potion and move on but it doesn't feel too severe.
Sure, he is bleeding quite a bit but he's a Witcher, he has enhanced healing factors. Jaskier is worrying for absolutely no reason. The slash in his side from a sword via a person having come looking for Ciri is nothing to him.
Still, Jaskier insists on patching him up and fussing over him and Geralt sighs with no choice but to concede and allow the man to patch him up. Lifting up his shirt to reveal the bleeding gash in his side to Jaskier so he may patch it up.
"It's not as bad as it looks. I'll be fine."
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wcrpbubble ยท 8 months
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"you understand i tend to be wary of visitors who just show up on my ship." kathryn remarks, regarding their apparent new stowaway with a neutral expression. tuvok would be proud at her unsurpassable diplomacy - even if instinct tells her to put this interloper in the brig until they've investigated. but she doesn't look like a threat (yet) so kathryn is inclined to give her the benefit of the doubt. for now. so instead she's taken her to her ready room and stationed a security officer outside the door, for safety's sake.
"especially since we're in the middle of an almost entirely uncharted quadrant and you're not some sort of alternative life form." that scans have told, at least, so the emh tells her. "but would you mind starting from the beginning - again? federation technology hasn't evolved so much to allow transport this far out - otherwise we'd have been home months ago. so how did you get here?"
@ncmad liked for a starter ages ago.
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orangesunsets12 ยท 9 months
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The Weapons I Hold
After Vecna managed to kill Eddie, after Vecna hurt Max, Steve went home. It broke his heart to leave the school, to leave his family, in such a time of crisis, but Robin had encouraged him to go home, to get some sleep. The sky had grown darker, tainted with clouds and wind carrying white dust, and she wanted him to get as much rest as he could. She must've known that things were going to get bad. He knew that it would too.ย 
Going home felt different than before, but his feet managed to find their way into the doorway, up the stairs, and into his room. Shedding his shirt, he changed the bandages around his wounds, glad that he had finally gotten stitches. Without wasting a second, he lowered himself carefully into the bed, resting his head on the pillow with a sigh. Yet, his limbs were tense, and his mind wouldn't stop racing.
He wondered if everyone was okay. If Max was still breathing. If the world was ending as he hid in his room.
No matter how long he laid down, sleep wouldn't come. Steve knew that, after the Demogorgon, the Demodogs, and the Russians, the nail bat always brought him some comfort. He hoped that this time it would, too.ย 
He needed to have it within arms reach for him to be able to sleep. It was always like that, and why would this disaster make that any different?
Gently getting up, Steve kneeled down to the floor and got down on his knees with a groan, reaching under his bed to find the bat. He knew that he put it there, with the handle placed right by where he had left it before. But, his fingers met nothing but stray socks and boxes.
Panic ceased his heart, and his breathing became erratic, the wounds in his chest distantly throbbing.
Where was it? Where was the bat?
After frantically looking under his bed, waving his arms wildly under it, hoping to feel the familiar wood on his skin but feeling nothing, he got up. Blinking away the stars that flashed in his eyes, he moved to his closet, tossing aside all of the clothes and shoes that sat in it, not once seeing even a hint of the bat that had saved him so many times before.
"No no no no! Where is it?"
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't find the bat.
Tears burned in his eyes as he fell against the wall, dry sobs shaking his chest as he gasped for air.
He felt so silly. He shouldn't need this bat to comfort him. He shouldn't.
But he needed it. He needed it like air to breathe.
Eventually his vision tunneled, whether from a lack of air, from the pain, or from the panic he didn't know, and he dropped off into darkness, a fitful sleep that was broken the next morning.
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Many days passed slowly, and Steve didn't mention the missing bat to anyone. As much as it hurt, like a part of him was lost, he knew that everyone else had bigger problems. He wasn't a child, he wasn't going to run to his friends about a lost toy.
So he stayed silent about it until he couldn't stay silent any longer.
It was a week later, when Hopper had finally gathered all of the remaining Party at his cabin, all of them coming together to make one final plan to kill Vecna.
It was strange, being surrounded by everyone again. Not having the bat in his hands. Yet, there was nothing that he could do.
They were going through the teams that they would break into when Nancy finally brought it up. Steve wasn't sure if he was thankful for it or not.
"Steve? Do you have your bat? We'll need it if Jonathan is using the ax."
Everyone looked at him expectantly, and Steve managed a shrug, hoping that he looked like he didn't care.
"I lost it."
"You lost it?" Dustin asked with a frown. "How do you lose a bat with nails?"
"I don't know. I just don't have it, okay?"
"I can get you a gun." Hopper said, but Steve shook his head, without even knowing why.
"No, I don't want to use a gun."
"Then how are you going to fight? The ax?" Nancy asked. Steve was about to respond, saying that he didn't know, but an old memory resurfaced, one that made him feel a bit of excitement in his chest.
"No, butโ€ฆ I think I have an idea."
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When Steve was younger, his father wanted him to play basketball. Steve didnโ€™t want to, at least not at first. So, his mother allowed him to choose another sport that Steve wanted to play, one that he would attend to twice a week, while he played basketball four times a week.ย 
Steve chose archery. He didnโ€™t know why. But he loved it. He loved the way his arms felt when he held the bow, as he notched the arrow and let it fly. It was a sport that needed patience, something that he lost when his father made him quit the sport, and put his bow and arrows away. A patience that he missed.ย 
He missed it. He missed holding a bow, aiming it, and watching it fly towards the target. It wasnโ€™t the nail bat, but it was an old habit that always brought him joy. He was more than happy to use it to fight Vecna.
Followed by the Party, he walked towards the shed in his backyard, opening the door with a cough as dust billowed up from the shelves. He stepped in, picking up the wooden bow and the sheath of arrows, blowing on them to rid it of the spiderwebs.ย 
โ€œA bow? Youโ€™re an archer?โ€ Robin asked, stepping towards him, and Steve managed a smile.ย 
โ€œI used to be. It wonโ€™t be too hard to relearn.โ€
โ€œWhy didnโ€™t you say nothing the first time?โ€
โ€œI was in charge of throwing the cocktail. Nancy was in charge of firing a weapon. But, this time, weโ€™ll need a lot of long range weapons.โ€
โ€œHeโ€™s right.โ€ Lucas said, smiling for what felt like the first time in forever. โ€œTheyโ€™ll be dozens of monsters for all of us to fight,ย  but a bow will help.โ€
โ€œBut better than a gun?โ€ Nancy asked skeptically, and Steve nodded.ย 
โ€œYeah. These things can pack a punch. It needs restringing, though. Give me an hour and Iโ€™ll be good to go.โ€
Hopper didnโ€™t say a word, but he looked at Steve with pride. Steve wasnโ€™t sure what to think about that.ย 
After he had changed the strings and cleaned the tips of the arrows, Robin wouldnโ€™t stop asking his questions as they made their way toward the Upside Down. Dustin and El expressed some interest, too, and Steve was more than happy to show them a few practice shots as they walked. At first he missed the trees that he aimed for, but like riding a bike the movement came back to him easily. For a few hours as they traveled he didnโ€™t miss his bat, and he hoped that the bow would do just as well against the monsters of the Upside Down. He hoped that the bow and arrows he once held so closely to him would make Vecna pay for what the monster had done. For the death of dozens of people. The death of Eddie. The near death of Max.ย ย 
And, as his arrow flew right into Vecnaโ€™s eye, followed by Nancyโ€™s gunshot and Jonathanโ€™s swing of the ax, making Vecna crumble to the ground, Steve felt like it had.
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kingofthewilderwest ยท 2 years
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I feel like Tumblr also feels like a ghost town because of the NSFW ban, and how we found out that certain parties were using the site to further nefarious schemes. It means that it's harder to trust new people because they could be lying about their fandom love as part of a factory job.
Both of these are counterable, and I use this as an encouragement for folks thinking of being active to make tumblr a more social place - reblog with added comments, have public blog conversations, talk to people, etc. My response isn't going to be directed specifically at you, but for all peeps coming into this conversation. And I realize we were also talking about events outside us, but I want to bring this in to whatย โ€œWe can do.โ€
"Ghost town" to me always feels like the Brother Bear meme. "Sometimes I can still hear his voice." ;)
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What you're saying works from an analytical factual standpoint, because that was a cultural turning point of tumblr. "People left" is a description of one reason we saw tumblr become less social. And seeing deactivated blogs is a thing.
But it doesn't work from when trying to explain why you (universal "you") aren't talking now. The onus of maintaining tumblr social culture isn't on others who've left; it's on us who've stayed. We, the people using this website, direct what this website's culture is.
That many people left tumblr for the nsfw ban, while true, minimizes the fact others are still here. Ghost towns don't have dashes full of new posts. I know all of us go on tumblr and see active bloggers - otherwise, what content are we consuming? ;) And as long as there are humans we are following and reblogging, then we have the possibility to talk to them.
We're walking around, a bunch of living people, on a platform that is alive, keeping it alive by our being there, where each of our many posts is a throbbing pulse and our reblogs reach the limits of the circulatory system, but saying, "We're dead." And that's hilariously backwards. I can either look at a slightly wilted plant and water it and foster it to blossoms, or I can quit watering it and kill it. But whether the plant lives or dies is on me. And folks need to quit watching, blaming others for inactivity when you're the people on tumblr, and start doing.
I am not going to cover the administration's financial situation. I am just talking about USER CULTURE.
A community can be extremely vibrant whether it's 300 people, 3,000 people, or 3,000,000 people. Some of the best discord servers I've been in have 6 people and some of the least vibrant servers I've been in have 600. Some of the best social media groups or platforms I've been on have been smaller. Whether or not there is a smaller userbase on tumblr now than in the past does not need to dictate whether or not we choose to talk to someone.
2. Learning about things like Russian tumblr bots is going to be a fact of life wherever you are. Tumblr isn't special. This has to be a thing people need to grow to handle. Learning how to balance the duality of trust and sometimes-'betrayal' will be infused in every fiber of every society. There will always be a faker, whether it's the falsely happy coworker telling lies for clout, the companies that pretend they support a social issue for sales, or the internet blogger pretending to be 16.
Loss of trust sucks, and it can be hard to work through, but living by a generalized distrustful mindset where everyone is now out to get you is going to make things psychologically worse and less fulfilling. In the end, the way to combat a disappointment is by finding meaningful, supportive relationships again. And you can't do that by hiding from everyone. Health often comes with community, not isolation.
Of course of course of course, internet safety, but folks were hopefully acting by internet safety before anything was revealed about Tumblr Blog X, Y, or Z. Internet safety is a constant, just like there's public irl safety. I think that someone should always be operating on websites with a grain of doubt for who you're talking to - anything else is letting the guard down too much, exactly because they're strangers. Doesn't mean there aren't awesome ways to socialize with genuine humans. I can still have fun talking to strangers, irl or url. Just don't expect them to be incapable of wrong.
For something like learning a blog making political posts had a bad angle? I mean, this is just my view, but tumblr is Horrrrrrrrrible for accuracy and intent on political, social, religious, etc. information. This isn't the best site to believe what we read, anyway. Like, just keep the doubt up and the fact checking on, is what I encourage.
Socialization is always a learning and growing process. But no one grows if no one's socializing.
Besides, it's going to be easier to figure out if the blogger is a real person when you chat with them on a day-to-day informal basis, rather than keep 'em at an arm's distance ;)
"Don't make the same mistakes twice" (like trusting blogs with certain political content without careful triangulation) is different than "don't try again" (talking to someone for recreation).
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I 100% encourage people to reblog posts with comments to create a sense of social culture on this website again. Your points are about factors of the past, which are facts. I agree with you there. These happened and contributed to tumblrโ€™s changes, yes, totally, good points. But if we're going to talk about reasons for personal inactivity, it's always on the person to be active. It's by doing things in the present, rather than dwelling on pasts, that something changes.
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pr3ttym3ssy ยท 2 years
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Rating:Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning:Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Category:M/M
Fandom:Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Relationships:Billy Hargrove/Steve HarringtonBilly Hargrove & Steve Harrington
Characters:Maxine "Max" MayfieldDustin HendersonLucas SinclairRobin BuckleyEddie MunsonChrissy CunninghamNancy Wheeler
Additional Tags:Billy is Alive, Steve and Billy are crushing, Good Babysitter Steve Harrington, Rescue, Canon Divergence, No Vecna, Eventual Relationships, Friends to Lovers, The Upside Down, some implied child neglect, Background Neil Hargrove, Robin and Steve friendship
Title: Youโ€™ve Got Me Waiting, Donโ€™t Leave Me Hanging
By: Pr3ttyM3ssy
Summary:
Billy is stuck, desperate to communicate with the other side. He can hear the echoes of Maxโ€™s voice. He makes it his new goal to get her to notice him. Luck is on his side, sheโ€™s not alone in this rescue mission. Because a certain babysitter will not allow the kids to go into the upside down alone, it has nothing to do with Billy himself, or does itโ€ฆ
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vanthehopefulauthor ยท 2 years
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storms
august 1, 2022
there's a storm brewing and it's oh so terrifying
people always say they can feel it
and if the tremors i feel surging forward are anything to go by
then this one is going to be a bad one
but all i can do is hide away to safety
yet my cellar is no longer safe
for it has braved horrid weather
with meager patches rather than the remodeling it truly needs
but i can wait no longer for the sirens are getting louder minute by minute
sounding off so close i can feel them
but i can do nothing but brave the storm standing in the rain as it drips down my face to the puddles below
and the lightning leaves me in shock blinded by its intensity and suddenness
though at least the shrill alarms are being drowned by the thundering atmosphere just as i am by my own tears
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mintytrifecta ยท 8 months
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[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]
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tizzymcwizzy ยท 1 year
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this is a poster i made for my call to action assignment in humanities! it's a bunch of basic and easy stretches for people who sit and work at a desk all day (me)
the idea is that you'd put the poster up above ur desk and do the stretches every 30 minutes or so,, the whole routine won't take more than about 6 minutes to complete and when done regularly it can prevent wrist, shoulder, neck and back pain! :)
all these stretches can be done while sitting (although i HIGHLY recommend you stand up and move around while taking a break from working)
you can get a free digital copy of this poster here on my gumroad!
and you can order a print/poster here from my inprnt!
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whiskeypores ยท 18 hours
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@goldshadows cont'd
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kelli continues lying on the ground a moment before accepting the other woman's hand, finally coming to her feet. maybe it was a little dramatic to proclaim she was near death just because of a hangover, but . . . well. the post liquor headache was particularly nasty this morning. sue her. โ› the problem is that it feels like hammers are pounding against the inside of my head. โœ
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villainmade ยท 26 days
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ย  " so what got you into all of this in the first place? " veronica may not know nearly as much about this aspect of the world as she'd like, but she knows enough to recognize that everyone interested in it usually has a starting point, a catalyst event that throws them into the midst of it. hers had been a tragic case of ignorance and being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but there's a certain lightness to henry that seems almost out of place in the doom and gloom typically surrounding the supernatural. then again, maybe some people just carry their trauma differently. " or has it always just been an interest of yours? "
ย  @lighthouseborn / starter call
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bunneis ยท 1 year
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21/05/23 edit: heres the full gifset
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chloesimaginationthings ยท 1 month
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Will the real FNAF Helpy please stand up?..
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