Six Sentence Sunday
He doesn’t want the answer exactly, but not asking would be worse. “What kind of damage?”
“I might have had to blast a small hole in the back wall,” she says. “By the kitchen.”
“You blew up her house?”
Her face slides into a pout. “There’s no need to be so dramatic about it, I said it was small. I even stayed away from the plumbing.”
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it really is insane to me how in the mid 2010s netflix had a reputation of making cool, inclusive series as well as saving tv shows after their networks cancelled them, and now here we are today with every halfway decent netflix original show getting cancelled after 1-2 seasons and a bajillion episodes of bigmouth
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y'all are always complaining about how gay rep has to be perfect and unproblematic like speak for yourself i personally love it when they try to murder each other
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every now and then i gotta do an art style check by drawing kaz and inej again
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if i had a nickel for every single time chuuya called fyodor an anemic son of a bitch i’d have two nickels. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.
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also i need more deets on the fact that when crowley and aziraphale try to collaborate on even the teeniest tinest miracle together they perform a miracle of intense magnitude that ‘only the mightiest of archangels could’ve performed’ like hi hello??
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15 cheerily parking himself on a double yellow line is so.... all these years and you still can't drive 😭
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Six Sentence Sunday
The outside of his old home, the stairs, they look the same. He walks up and the door’s unchanged, the metal stubborn and resilient.
Inside, the structure of it stands. There’s no smell of smoke, nearly a year after they burned it, but the patterns of the flames are drawn black against the walls. Everything soft has been eaten away, leaving metallic frames and the dark, warped glass of snow-globes.
It’s all so familiar, and everything’s a hollowed-out remnant of the friendship, safety and love he remembers here.
He props himself in one corner, his back and head against the wall, surrounded by silence. He almost misses the heavy throb of the club through his bones.
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Everyone in six of crows: oh no omgggg my horrible dark awful secret I sure hope kaz doesn’t judge me when he finds outttt😫🥺🫣😭
Kaz who has never given a single shit about anything ever in his life except maybe money and inej:
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The Ring of Brass endures.
i have made the mistake of beginning this series at a very emotionally low point and now i am just.... grieving for all of these people. of this city. of this land and i don’t think i will be okay for a long, long while. i know this is not my usual terror content but i just ... made this and i wanted to save it somewhere. oh my god i’ve never watched d&d, let alone critical role before i literally don’t go here but this series.
i will need some time to recover but oh. i am just continuously weeping while drawing my hands are all curled up. i only wanted to see more of brennan lee mulligan because i saw a short on youtube and thought he was a comedian i did not expect this. (again i’m sorry for inflicting this upon you all and offer you a textless version ??)
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