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Sorted the owl house fanfictions on Ao3 by word count just for the heck of it and I think Gilded has a reasonable number of words actually.
#we salute our troops writing fics with over a million words you guys have a level of dedication i will never have bless#gilded is all the way on page 8 btw. which is still rather high given that there are 1548 pages of fics but. not as high as it could be!#now if you'll excuse me i'm going to sort by other things and judge myself harshly via comparison <- this is enrichment for me#toh#war stories from the sergeant
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hi im also stoned separate follower. threefold bullet meta has always been interesting to me because i love the idea of two guys who are one guy (but are also two guys) and sometimes theres a THIRD guy. MY two guys are one guy thing (but they are two guys) (but theyre not) is jekyll and hyde. not at all the same but the connection is mirrors. in my brain. anyways i think there should be more examples of guys who are 1 guy but not really. or are they. i wonder if there are more. so cool ok bye
hello Also stoned separate follower... i'm dad... you get it... now get this... the twins are one... want to be one/conjoined so bad... peter's "you can also call me andrey and it will not be wrong", andrey's "Twins are the two sides of a single person"... and yet they can't be. peter's "i've been suffering for ten years because of [andrey]"... the rift... the drift... continental... pangeaic in nature. earth-shattering split. the third guy is to be the glue. the third guy is here to make them two, which is to make them one. a threefold bullet is a single bullet. same gun. same barrel. they tried once already, and instead of getting a third guy-which makes two-which makes one, the third guy became a fouth and stuck the blade of him in the rift, making two, then making three. FUCKED UP! OH YOU DONE FUCK UP NOW! and then with dankovsky they try again. three to become two to become one. to become one threefold like Janus is twofold. like Janus is bicephalic. become tricephalic, like Cerberus was written to be. but dankovsky's "we're not birds of a feather, you're absolutely mental", "keep your dumb head cool," and "You are also absolutely wild. A pointless atavism, evolutionarily speaking. I've been looking for a reason to tell you this since university" -> the rift. not pangea parting, now, but continental plates smashing. subduction zone, burying. collision zone, pushing one then two then three which becomes three-in-one towards the sky. (polyhedron. also mountain.)
you get it? you know what i mean.
a twin coin has a head on both sides. you're fated to lose or you're fated to win.
a coin is a three-sided object.
#unrelated my friend told me ''i think stoned anons flock to you bc you type like you're also high even completely sober''#GOD FORBID quirky tumblr users post -__-#ring ring (answers)#anonymous#proudly saluting for our troops (stoned anons in my askbox)#drugs /#ach#threefold bullet lore#threeandahalffold bullet lore#fourfold bullet lore#threefold bullet#threeandahalffold bullet#fourfold bullet
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kraken game is tied...... kings game is tied........ i am forcing myself to get homework done and Not Watch The Game but i am vibrating at a very low but very constant frequency
#lak lb#kraken lb#i salute the troops (live watchers of both games). may you lead our boys to victory
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the death of mario ricci getting uploaded in webrip and with english subs to movieparadise when some weeks ago i literally had to go above and beyond to find it in a decent quality
#and the first time i watched it it was in vhsrip. please salute our troops (me)#also it's kind of getting suspicious now that someone who uploads these is reading my blog.. not the first time something like this happens
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had to share this. the gays stay fucking winning!!!
#i salute our motherfucking troops !! if i witnessed this i'd be thanking the boy in pink for his service!!!#and for the show 👀👀 i mean god damn#dani.txt#i hope that pathetic motherfucker thinks about this day every night for the rest of his miserable life
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I stand behind the Untamed even tho I also have that blacklisted. Their global impact is crazy you could find a fan in Antarctica
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girls making out on the train...
#i see sooo much wlw pda nowadays especially since The Laws tm it's unreal#saluting our troops ! ! !#barking
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people love to talk shit about djs as if djs aren't the only thing making your night out with your friends that you hate even remotely bearable
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THERES A FURRY IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD WHO JUST OPENLY WEARS THEIR FURSUIT HEAD SOMETIMES.... duck duck go how do you approach a fellow furry in ur neighborhood and tell them u love them without it being weird
#smudgy.txt#im pretty sure theyre tfrom the house that has the pride flag out every june#and theyre probably the one who wrote trans rights blm etc on the road before.#like idk who this kid is but i wanna shake their hand or smth#brave fucker doing that here. i salute our troops
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at the ripe age of 24, i want little to nothing to do with teenagers. this is the healthy and normal approach
#i’m being serious btw. once my little sister turned 20 i just. haven’t met any. oh wait i actually like my nephew . but he’s the only one#unless you’re a high school teacher in which case salute our troops#mcr was right. teenagers scare the living shit out of me because they can down eighteen monsters without getting Tummy Hurt. and so could i#seven years ago. now one shot does me in for the next eight months
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#i am a grinch#i say merry Christmas#god bless america#i salute our flag#and give#thanks to our troops#if this offends you#i don't care
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every time y’all post abt that show I’m like
They don’t know Dream Actor played Carlo Marx in On The Road (2012)
#talkin to myself#but I know 🫡 salute to our troops*#*iconic gay kisses in cinemá#he’s got connections to everything he was with miss miller of Burnt (2015) fame for ages too
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Humans are weird: What use is honor in war?
( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)
*Clouds of ash part to reveal burnt out husks of barracks complexes, shatter communication towers, and looming over all of it was the crumbling structure of the once proud command center itself.*
*Setting down in front of the command building a small squad of human soldiers approach and form a cordon to either side of the lowering boarding ramp.*
*General Marius Fimble slowly walks down the ramp flanked by a pair of black clad honor guard. His robotic left foot slamming against the ramp with a resounding cannon like echo until he reaches the bottom*
Colonel: *Salutes* General.
Marius: *Returns salute lazily while scanning surroundings* Colonel.
Colonel: You can relax sir; we’ve cleared the area of all resistance.
Marius: Complacency breeds overconfidence; never forget that.
Colonel: Sir!
Marius: Do you have him?
Colonel: We are keeping him in the main building to prevent escape.
Marius: *Confused* Have they made attempts?
Colonel: First one he killed three and injured twelve.
Marius: First?
Colonel: Second he killed seven and injured six, then again three hours later with eight injured.
Marius: He’s tried escaping three times already?
Colonel: Oh no.
Colonel: Those were all within the first seven hours of capture; we’re on twenty seven attempts by now.
Marius: *Grunts*
Marius: Let’s get this over with then before he kills any more of my men.
*Colonel escorts the general and his guards inside the command center. Descending three flights of stairs the group comes to an armored door guarded by twenty soldiers and an auto turret pointed at the doorframe*
Marius: Open it.
*The armored door slowly creeks open as all twenty guards take aim at the opening. The auto turret slowly begins spinning its turrets in preparation to fire as the general walks by.*
Marius: *Waves his bodyguards* Wait here.
Colonel: I would not recommend that, sir.
Marius: *Walks past Colonel and into the room* Noted.
*The door slams behind Marius as he takes in the surroundings. A single light hangs from the ceiling illuminating a lone figure secured firmly to the ground my numerous heavy chains*
Marius: Commandant Fring, we meet at last.
Fring: *Spits out glob of purple blood at Marius’s feet*
Marius: *Steps over it without acknowledging it*
Marius: I had heard tales of the great Grung military back in my academy days and I must say after fighting you, I am deeply underwhelmed.
Fring: *Low growl*
Marius: *Circling the room* Over a thousand years of military prowess and I took you apart in less than a day.
Fring: YOU STRUCK WITHOUT HONOR!
*Fring lunges at Marius who doesn’t flinch. The chains straining under the sudden pressure with Fring just out of reach of Marius’s throat*
*Marius watches in silence as Fring continues for several minutes before relenting*
Marius: I never understood that.
Fring: What?
Marius: Honor.
Fring: You do not understand it because you have never held it.
Fring: You preach of taking down our military when you attacked like cowards and thieves in the dead of night! Slaughtering my warriors while they slept rather than dying by their hands on the field of battle!
Marius: The purpose of war is to win.
Marius: Everything else takes a back seat to that one concept; because if you don’t win nothing you were fighting for matters.
Fring: And yet it is the manner of how you fight that defines who you are.
Fring: And you are a coward!
Marius: So you justify your incompetence by claiming I am a coward?
Fring: You dare!?!
Marius: You were unprepared for an attack despite declaring war on my people. They should have been mustering for war and already onboard troop ships heading out of system; instead they were…how did you put it? Ah yes, they were sleeping.
Marius: *Leans in close to Fring who lunges again only to be grabbed by the general’s hand*
*The general’s grip is iron and Fring claws at it as he gasps for air. There is no emotion behind the eyes of the human leader as he watches his foe*
Marius: Honor, is a novelty for those who can afford it. A justification to fight in a manner of combat they prefer regardless of how many souls die by the outdated ideal that is “Honor”. I fight to win wars, and though my victories seem beneath you I ensure that my men, my soldiers, will return home safe and sound because I fought using my head and not my heart.
*Marius let’s go of Fring who collapses to the ground*
Marius: *Looks down at Fring* You fought with your heart and you lost five field army’s worth of soldiers in a single night.
Fring: Do you keep me alive just to mock me? End me then, for I will hear none of this.
Marius: *Chuckles* I’m sure I had a reason for keeping you alive, but seeing you now I can’t for the life of me wonder why I thought it was worth the effort.
Marius: *bangs on door and the door opens*
Marius: *motions to the soldiers* kill him.
#humans are insane#humans are weird#humans are space oddities#humans are space orcs#scifi#story#writing#original writing#niqhtlord01
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Nazis, openly waving Swastikas and doing the Sieg Heil salute in Orlando, Florida
Not a single uniformed police officer in sight. I say “uniformed” because the odds are that some of the people doing the Nazi salute are probably in law enforcement.
Now, contrast that to how overly militarized police have routinely shown up at peaceful Black Lives Matter protests
Or how the police treat peaceful college students protesting for free higher education
Or how the authorities treated Black people simply walking in our own communities, after the murder of Mike Brown
Oh, and how about six months before the January 6, 2021 white supremacist riots, when National Guard troops were deployed to the Lincoln Memorial on June 2, 2020, during George Floyd protests held in Washington, DC? Where was this overwhelming presence on January 6, 2021??
And finally, Ron DeSantis, a leading Republican candidate for President of The United States(!), has a large following of Neo-Nazis, but he has yet to explicitly denounce them. I guess maybe he’s too busy banning books, or making sure drag queens aren’t reading books to children, or making sure that accurate Black history—aka American history—isn’t being taught in schools.
I could go on and on and on, but the police never seem to have that same energy for actual fucking Nazis, or the Proud Boys, or Oath Keepers, etc etc etc
Domestic terrorism by white nationalists is the biggest threat to social stability, justice, democracy and to America itself.
👉🏿 https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/09/04/orlando-florida-nazis-march-blood-tribe/
👉🏿 https://www.nbcnews.com/news/amp/rcna103186
#t/w swastikas#politics#republicans#florida#ron desantis#nazis#blacklivesmatter#defund the police#racism#goyim defense league and blood tribe#two americas#white supremacy#hate speech#hate groups#neo nazis
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Family Day | Emily Sonnett x Reader
dropping this cause the USWNT doc came out today. I feel like Saucy would be the most chaotically fun wife lol. request is here... Enjoy :)
“FAMILYYYYYYY DAYY!” A mess of blonde curls makes her way into the room screaming.
“Amelia, inside voi-,” you attempt to remind your daughter only to be cut off.
“FAMILYYYY DAYY,” Your wife jumps up from the bed matching the energy of your 5 year old.
“YESSSSSSS!”
“My loves please!” You sigh. “Inside voices.”
“Sorry mom,” Emily mocks, making a face that your daughter smirks at.
You shoot your wife a warning glare that makes her throw her hands up in surrender. “Are you two ready to go?” You ask while throwing the last of your necessities in a bag.
“Yes ma’am,” your wife says saluting you and immediately having it mimicked by your daughter. You roll your eyes and Emily seems to finally pick up on your slight annoyance. “Go put your shoes on baby saucy,” she ushers her mini me out the room.
“Actual shoes baby girl, not your cleats,” you yell after her. “Please stop calling our child baby saucy.”
“Aw come on she loves it and this one,” she places her hand on your 6-month pregnant belly and rubs, “baby saucy #2 will love it too.”
You accept the kiss she places on your lips before speaking, “I need you to be my wife today, not my second child okay?” You joke stroking along her arms.
Emily huffs, crossing her arms in a pout, “I’m always your wife.” You kiss away the pout, smiling as she pulls you into her arms. “All good?”
“All good. Now go make sure she puts on an actual pair of shoes please,” again she salutes you before sprinting out of the room. You roll your eyes playfully at the gesture.
You can’t help but love her playful nature, that’s what made you fall for her in the first place. Emily had the title of fun parent sealed from the moment you gave birth, probably even before. She would tell jokes to your stomach and jump in excitement when she felt the baby kick in response. You adored your very adult second child.
The time she spent away during the season between national team duties and away games was hard. While the result didn’t end how they would have liked, you were happy to have her home consistently for a while, but nowhere near as happy as your daughter, Amelia.
The 5-year-old had planned a whole family day to the Zoo and Aquarium down to the very last detail. It was the focus of every conversation over the last week. Emily entertained her with poorly drawn out schemes of how they would travel through every exhibit. A star placed over the lion and shark exhibits, as they were ‘TOP PRIORITY’.
When you walk to the living room to gather the troops, the sight you see is absolutely adorable. The two perched identically on the edge of the couch, Amelia with one shoe on and the other in Emily’s hand as she uses it to point out different tactics taking place during the WSL game on the TV. You snap a quick photo before making your way in.
“Oh are we staying in? Let me take off my shoes and get back in bed. Baby Saucy has been a bit moody in here all morning anyway,” you say dramatically.
“NO!” They both shout, scrambling to put on the final shoe and rushing towards the door.
You shake your head amused and meet them by the door, “I knew you liked the nickname,” Emily teases, placing a kiss to your cheek as you quickly shove her away with a laugh.
The day goes about how you would expect. You are being dragged around by both arms, one in Amelia’s and the other in Emily’s, going through each exhibit.
“Mommy LOOK!”
“Babe, keep up.”
“Mommy quick the lions are out.”
“Do you think we should get her a baby lion for Christmas?”
“Can we take the baby shark home?”
“Scratch the baby lion, maybe a baby shark?”
“LOOK! LOOK!”
They would say things to you and sprint away before you could even give a response. You were rightfully tired, a grateful sigh leaving your lips when you finally made it through the last exhibit. “Okay my loves, let's get ready to wrap it up.”
“Should we throw mommy in?” Emily jokes, acting like she’s going to lift you up bridal style.
“Nah, I want to meet the baby,” Amelia shrugs, rubbing at her eyes a tell-tale sign she was tired.
Emily scoops the girl up in her arms, causing her to immediately snuggle against her. All the excitement quickly being replaced by exhaustion. “Ready to go baby girl,” Emily coos, only to get a sleepy nod against her chest in return.
You’re endeared by the bond the two of them share. While she loved to play and joke around with the 5-year-old like they were best friends, nothing was better than seeing her be the protective mama bear. She rubs a soothing hand against her back, “Mama, can we get a shark?” Amelia asks.
“Yeah baby girl. We can get whatever you want.”
Your eyes triple in size at the statement, making Emily smirk. She pulls you into her side, placing a kiss on your forehead. She grabs your hand, leading you towards the gift shop and you chuckle in realization.
Amelia is knocked out before you even make it to the car. Emily puts her in her carseat sure to tuck her new stuffed shark securely in her arms for the drive. “How are you feeling?”
Your head hits the back of the seat with a sigh, “Very happy and very tired,” you smile.
“Today was fun. I love you both so much,” Emily leans over the center console to kiss you. “And I love you the most baby saucy #2,” she coos at your stomach.
“We all love you too babe. I think I deserve a foot rub and massage tonight. What do you think?”
“I think that sounds amazing,” Emily agrees, switching the car into gear and placing her hand on your thigh.
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Hello! I saw you wrote abut that sponsored instagram post with me in it. It's not edited, for anyone wondering - it was an inside joke at first when I figured out that it actually made it into the university's marketing, but I'm surprised to see how far it spread. Thank you for spreading the gay word of our university!
The girl on the left is my friend Momo. For anyone wondering what I was doing on that computer at the time, I'm pretty sure I was playing Minecraft. We had a hackathon and I was just screwing around but they took a picture of me because trans flag lol. I don't mind it though!
Happy trans day of visibility too c:
P.S. I have no idea how tumblr works lol
youre a legend fuck the troops i salute YOU happy TDOV to you and anyone reading this
#this was such a random message to get#but honestly im impressed you are forwarding the trans furry aggenda
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