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Outfit ideas for when Iron Lung gets dropped
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Grian basically just created the OIAR in minecraft on the hermitcraft season 10 server and it brings me so much joy.
the motto is literally “we are sometimes here to help”
#hermitcraft#hermitcraft grian#grian#grian minecraft#rowan speaks#we aren’t corrupt here we’re just lazy#grians words not mine#mcyt#it’s literally called the DHP#department of hermit permits
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I put on Scavengers Reign for background entertainment whilst I built some Legos, and it took like 3 minutes for me to abandon the Legos and become completely hyperfixated on the show. Have not become obsessed with a show like this in many a year
#scavengers reign#one of those 'this show was made for ME' shows#my love for xenobiology and gorgeous animation etc etc getting activated literally just in the opening credits#im on ep7 whee#rowan speaks
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Hides my cart up my wizard sleeve I’m just a guy wizard with a cart in one sleece and my ward I. The other yeahy
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hello! do yall have any tips on connecting more with the vast and the eye? I might try dedicating a journal to them but I have no ideas what to write in them
ah we just saw this in our inbox, sorry if you asked this a while ago, but here's some answers
Dedicating a journal is a really good idea for connecting with any sort of entity! Write anything you can think of to put in there. Some things off the top of my head would be prayers, poems/other writings to them, noting any sort of signs/messages you get from them (whether it's someone you see in your day to day life or from divination), any sort of correspondences you associate with them, art dedicated to them, etc. Keeping an altar is also a really good way to connect, but if you can't have a physical one for whatever reason, drawing one in your journal works just as well (it doesn't have to be "good," the time and effort put into it is what's important)
In regards to things other than journaling, meditating or just talking to them (through prayer or just out loud in casual conversation) is a great start
We also just posted this for the Eye is you want to check it out
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i really want to start adding photo IDs to my posts but i feel like im SOOOOOO bad at describing them
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[ cup ] – for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek.
In which Nat was granted mimicry and duplication powers by an alien force, and Rowan's the head mechanic at the facility studying them. Today, they're trialing an experiment to bolster and test the limits of their power.
Nat and Natalia had practiced this a thousand times. Nat stuck their hand into the node, and Natalia hit the switch that fastened the mechanism tight around their wrist. It felt warm as topical anesthesia trickled in, and something within expanded, holding their hand open to the sky. Then, every time, she looked at them, dark eyes sharp with focus, and asked, "How is it?"
"It feels normal," they answered. They had long ago passed the point where it threatened to chop off any fingers; the warmth of the numbing agent protected them from the sharpness of the needles they had watched her install under the casing of the node.
Then, the pair repeated this with the other hand. This time, though, it was different. This time, they weren't in the privacy of her workshop, and down below on the ground, they had an audience: a small selection of scientists and officers watched and clustered around the primary console. This time, the behemoth of a machine that towered over them, that allowed them to tower over the onlookers, hummed with power. The blue glow shone through the grating beneath their feet.
The beeping of the EKG beside them betrayed their anxiety. Natalia looked up at it, but with her attention distracted and back turned, Nat was offered a golden opportunity: before she could say a word, they swung themself forward and grabbed her around the waist with their legs. Tightening them, they pulled her close, and were gratified with her best unimpressed face. Nat giggled, and smiling bright, pressed their forehead to Natalia's. Affecting annoyance that couldn't completely hide her amusement, she asked, "Did you want something?"
Dropping their lips to her ear, they whispered, "I'm scared."
When they drew back, her face was serious and certain. She reached up and took their cheek in her hand, gently rubbing her thumb over their skin, and leaned in. On their lips, she whispered, "I promise it'll be fine," and kissed them.
Murmurs of disgust and disapproval reached them from the peanut gallery below, and Natalia pulled away to throw them a smug grin. Nat, giggling, let their legs drop. The EKG had slowed.
The pair got Nat's feet into the other set of nodes. As Natalia stepped back, she mouthed, promise, then disappeared, light and quick, down the scaffolding that lead to the platform. Nat watched as she rejoined the bank of scientists and took a deep breath to steady their nerves. Without her there, their confidence was fading fast. Barechested and held open like a star, the sense of exposure crawled across their skin. Everyone was staring at them, and for once, they resented it. They sought Natalia's eye and found it, as she looked up at them and pressed one final button.
The machine whirred to life like a mechanical god. It unfurled, shining radiant light down upon the onlooker as power thrummed through its circuits. Wheels spun, pipes rattled and snapped, and Nat screamed.
Every fiber of their being was ripped apart as electricity burned through their veins. Their body thrashed in its constraints, but they could no longer find it to try to free themself; instead, they had become every room at once. Layers and layers and layers laid across their vision, a thousand security cameras viewed simultaneously, but in none of them they could find Natalia--Natalia--NataliaNataliaNataliaNataliaNataliaNataliaNataliaNataliaNatalia.
Something pierced them. Icy, sterile lab air flowed through the hole. Terror gripped them, and they shut the door shut the door shut the door. It wasn't enough: gunshots crackled in a place they couldn't find. They tried to shield their ears, but there were too many to deafen. Stop, they begged, no more. Make it stop stop stop stop stop. A soft hiss promised a solution, and they opened the valves wide as they searched searched searched among the torrent of people.
The facility had been empty of life for days before Nat regained the wherewithal to realize it. There was no threat among the people they still glimpsed in their rooms and halls. There was no Natalia either.
In Sector D, the power was operational, but its generator was on standby. Sector B was the last place something still moved. They tried to speak, but their voice was gone. Instead, a voice they had heard a thousand times before crackled over the intercom and said what they wanted to:
"Greetings."
#you get just my ocs bc i couldnt think of a situation fitting this meme for ours#also bc ive been wanting to write this anyway#angel apocalypse#drabble#nat speaks#rowan speaks#rowan and nat
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God built me to work the most like broke boyloser jobs ever, what do you mean I thrive in a smoke shop and craved to work at a gas station?? Why am I coded to be mordecai and/or riggby lmao
#rowan speaks#doesn’t help that weed is like a special Interest of mine#so I’m just a boyloser stoner fr fr#why is that my peak gender expression lmao
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In other eastern pa news.....why the fuck does no kpop group come to the fucking venue in Allentown
It can seat a LOT of ppl and tbh I would love to be able to brag that...idk fucking ateez was standing where I got my diploma
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since we did the "gray cats blue eyes challenge", we should now do the "golden cats, amber eyes challenge", featuring mothwing, lionblaze, tree and and goldenflower
#rowan speaks#warrior cats#wc#mothwing#tree#lionblaze#goldenflower#wc tree#wc mothwing#wc lionblaze#wc goldenflower
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Hyperfixation got a little out of hand. Got too interested in Slavic type horror games and Firefox just asked if I wanna change my browser language to russian
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headcanon that Regulus can’t deal with long silences when he’s around people he’s comfortable/ fells safe with, even if it’s comfortable silence. He always has to fill it somehow.
i love the headcanon that he just has a box of horrific facts in his brain somewhere so these silences would be a perfect time to use them.
or, he just leaves and goes and does smth hoping when he gets back he’ll have either thought of smth to talk about or the silence will be over and they can continue as normal.
#from a regulus kin#i’m not projecting i don’t know what you mean#even if he’s reading a book in silence and everyone around him is talking#the minute it goes silent he has to fill it#rowan writes#rowan speaks#regulus black#regulus x james#regulus black kinnie#sirius and regulus#headcanon#the marauders era#marauders era#harry potter#jegulus#marauders#james & peter & remus & sirius#the marauders
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hi magnus archives people, i'm looking to write another original statement fic after having a blast writing my previous one
this time i'd like to write for the corruption, and i'll probably write it even if this post flops, but i'd like to include someone's corruption avatar oc (or multiple??) if there are any out there
feel free to reach out, i do not bite!
#rowan speaks#time to tag (my least favorite part)#tma#tma oc#the magnus archives oc#tma corruption#idk what else to put here i'm relatively new to the fandom here on tumblr#anyways just want to Engage with some ppl let's see if it works!
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uh oh it’s 10:14 pm and i’m deeply in my feelings about g**man
#imagine having nothing your entire life and finding a family and then it just destroyed itself#if this stupid pandemic hadn’t happened we coulda…been something#i miss being 21 and hanging out with my stupid friends until 2 am#it brought me the most special people in my life and i can’t believe i’m not apart of it anymore#rowan speaks#i bled myself dry over something and nobody even remembers i was involved
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pinned post update!
- 1998
- they/she
- ethically non-monogamous
- 1x partnered
- high femme
- writer
- INFJ
- BTS ARMY
- BLM
DO NOT INTERACT : MAPS, TERFS, minors.
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