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luchitohamilton · 2 years
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hungarian gp ‘22
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willowcrowned · 5 months
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leading myself to the altar as the sacrificial lamb (person that dies during finals so all exams are cancelled)
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I CAN'T FOCUS. I HAVE A PAPER DUE 10 PM AND- I CAN'T FOCUS AT ALL. PLEASE. WHY. IT'S IMPORTANT.
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bloodpen-to-paper · 10 months
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"Piss free: that's the Foolish guarantee" - Foolish Underscore Gamers everybody
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thekenobee · 1 year
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Morse: marry me
Joan: I don'T wAnT yOuR pItY
Strange: marry me
Joan: why not
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yournowheregirl · 1 year
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🚨EUROVISION HEADS UP🚨
This week is ✨Eurovision week ✨and as always, I will not be normal about it. I got my little grabby European hands ready for three nights of live-blogging about terrible ballads, weird outfits and off-key singing.
But just in case you don’t want to be subjected my Eurovision rambles or memes (tragic, but alright) please block the tags #esc 2023 and #eurovision for the upcoming week.
After Saturday things will return to normal 😇
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gardenoblues · 9 months
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First/last sentence tag game
was tagged by @writerrose1998 @therulerofallpotatos @lovepoison9 @ablatheringblatherskite @dark-visitors @anotherbluesunday @cosmic-lullaby <33 srry if i miss some ppl
First sentence: (wyler spies au)
When he turned to the corner, he was greeted by a pig tailed, masked girl in a black body suit, holding a sword. She was stepping down on an unconscious giant body of a man, her other hand carrying his head. She sighed and discarded the head on the floor, rolling in Tyler’s direction. He peaked pitifully on the rolling head and back to the girl in black. He watched as she slowly wiped the sword with the dead man’s clothes and drew it back on its case.
Last sentence: (wyler future son)
As he turned around to look at me, his eyes flashed yellow. It glowed against the sun, almost blinding. He glanced on the bed next to mine where mother was lying down next to Valentina.
“Tell me little Thirdy, how was it like to turn?”
Shiver runs down my spine. Father is not acting like himself. It intrigued me better than any mystery book.
Strange enough, I answered. “Liberating.”
tagging back @writerrose1998 @therulerofallpotatos @lovepoison9 @ablatheringblatherskite @dark-visitors @anotherbluesunday @cosmic-lullaby and anyone who wants to join!!
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sonicapproves · 21 days
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I know this might seem a little intrusive for me to ask but when is garbage day for you guys
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flashlight-smallknife · 4 months
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Manifesting that I find a Saturday show worth attending in Philly next month so I can justify the drive to pick up some scrumptious Jersey dispo gummies without having to take off of work!!! @ universe make it happen pls bc I don’t have any plans to be back in a rec sales state until the end of March and I refuse to buy unregulated shit after having my brain cells melted by gas station delta 8 carts in 2021!!!
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the-haunted-office · 2 years
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(A starter for @thedragonpony3rdtry - We choose you, Firestar!)
“Aw man, I’m out of bananas!” groans Thursday upon realizing that she is, indeed, out of bananas. “Welp, I’m gonna go visit Banan Pie’s Banana Superstore.”
While she begins gathering the things she always takes with her - her notebook, a pen, and her towel, with the addition of her wallet where she keeps her bits for use in Ponyville - Cyrus turns in his chair and gives her a look.
“You are aware that you can spawn in bananas yourself, aren’t you?” he points out dryly.
“Well, yeah, I could,” she replies easily, “but where’s the fun in that? Also, I like shopping at Banan Pie’s store! Maybe I’ll pick up some more banana decorations for our control booth.” She casts a bright gaze around the room, at all the banana posters and artwork she acquired from Banan-Con and hung up.
The older Narrator doesn’t appreciate them nearly as much as she does, but he just sighs and doesn’t comment on it. At this point he knows there is nothing he can do to stop her from hanging up ridiculous crap around their small shared space and it’s far easier to just let it happen.
“Yes, well, have fun,” he replies and goes back to watching the display monitor for any visitors who may enter their office.
“Would you like me to bring you back anything, Cyrus?”
A short pause.
And then: “...Yes, some of that banana tea, please. I quite liked it.”
“Okay!” she replies brightly and heads for the door. “See you in a little while!”
And with that, Thursday is off, heading into the downstairs area of the office and to the broom closet where the Portal to Ponyville awaits her. Banana Pie opened the Portal months ago and it has been open ever since, making it easier for her to visit her friends in Ponyville and for them to visit her.
She steps through the portal and heads straight for where Banan Pie’s shop is, and when she gets there she absolutely fills her basket with bananas and other banana-y things.
Soon she’s heading for the register to check out, distracted by a display of - what else? - bananas, when she bumps into somepony, dropping her basket and everything it.
“AGH! Sorry! Sorry about that! My bad,” she apologizes to the pony. “You okay?”
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curiosityjams · 1 year
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genuinely convinced some of my moots think i’m argentinian because of how much i’ve posted about them in the past few days.
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ladylynse · 2 years
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Three days of driving and we have arrived at our destination.
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hockeylvr59 · 2 years
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medeafive · 2 years
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Natasha had never really bothered with the question whether Liho was a male or female cat. After all, it wasn’t even her cat to begin with. Just a temporary guest in her life and her empty apartment. Something to fill the small hole of loneliness she would never admit even existed. Maybe she should have, though, because then she could have thought of neutering it and this wouldn't have happened.
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hopeforged · 6 months
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i am finaaaally settled in !
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gardenoblues · 9 months
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First sentence tag war
Rules: Post the FIRST sentence of a wip you haven’t published yet - could be a oneshot or a new chapter of a longer story, but the sentence  has to be the first one of the fic/chapter!
tagged by @therulerofallpotatos
This is my current obsession, i mean wip lol. No title for this one yet, just Wyler's children.
“It would be safer if she can turn, if anything like last time happens, I don’t think I can keep my promise of no valid murder until I’m 18.” The couple shared a knowing look. “We don’t know for sure if Val can turn.”  His father pats Valentina’s head. “There is a greater chance that she can, now that I just did.”
tagging back @therulerofallpotatos and im tagging @chaoticstupiddm @ablatheringblatherskite @dark-visitors @lovepoison9 @writerrose1998 @cosmic-lullaby @realisticintentions @how-does-it-feel-to-lose @fandom-geek17 @thee-antler-queen @chinita-inzunza @realmermaid333 @allergictocolor and anyone who wants to join!~
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