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social-mockingbird · 9 months
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MAG #187: Checking Out
Are you telling me the Hotel California is a domain of the Distortion?
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whaliiwatching · 10 months
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unfair, he says, meaning something else entirely
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isda-bata · 3 months
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Do you think Astarion at some point while traveling would sunbathe but forget sunburns exist because it’s been 200 years and that he as a pale man can get sunburnt real easy and thinks he’s losing the tadpoles protection from the sun when he starts to feel burning only for someone to tell him “no dear you’re sunburnt” ….. cause I do.
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papa-evershed · 1 month
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Rob James-Collier VERA
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ormymarius · 3 months
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in another universe, they’re my OrmErin
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canolaaoil · 1 year
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To all my best friends, only twelve leagues and one text message away
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1. Dearly Departed, Brockhampton. // 2. The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion. // 3. unsent project. // 4. I am in Eskew. // 5. His dark materials. // 6. Where did you go? Hishaam Siddiqui. // 7. parts in motion, Vera Much. // 8. Your Name Engraved, Herein. 9. Hmu, spacegirl GEMMY.
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[ID: song lyrics reading, "What's the point of havin' a best friend if you / end up losin' him?" end ID]
[[ID: a photograph in the style of an early digital camera of two teenage girls cuddling under blankets on a couch watching something on a computer. end ID]
[ID: a poem reading, "Life changes fast. / Life changes in the instant. / You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends. end ID]
[ID: a fuzzy photograph in the style of an early digital camera of three people huddled around a fridge. All of the people have brown hair, glowing golden from the lighting and only one of their faces is turned toward the camera. end ID]
[ID: a text entry on a pink background reading, "To: Harry I / i've written 43 / poems about you. / come back and i / won't have to write anymore. / -asle" end ID]
[ID: a photograph in the style of an early digital camera of a couple in a photobooth with only their feet and legs visible behind the curtain. one is sitting on the other's lap. ]
[ID: text reading, "The problem is, my love, is that I can't sustain the fact of your death. / I can convince myself that it's true, force myself to picture your rotting, ruined face dumped in a mass grave somewhere out in the world... / ...and then my phone buzzes and I'm still expecting an unexpected message from you, telling me what corner of the globe you've holed up in, the foods you're eating, the card-players you're outwitting." end ID]
[ID: a photograph of two people in an aquarium, shot from behind. they stand in front of a large window showing a tank of water and seaweed. the two pose as if dancing grandiosely with no one else around. end ID]
[ID: a paragraph reading, "And it was comforting to think she and Will had another thing in common. She wondered if there would ever come an hour in her life when she didn't think of him- didn't speak to him in her head, didn't relive every moment they'd been together, didn't long for his voice and his hands and his love. She had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most. She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it forever." end ID]
[ID: a photograph from behind of a group of people walking together down a city street. two of the people have their arms around each other shoulders. another two link arms. the image is slightly blurry. end ID]
[ID: a couplet reading, "One day I woke up and we no longer spoke the / same language. I haven't heard from you since." end ID]
[ID: a photograph of two people, focused on one in the foreground. A young woman looks lovingly towards something out of frame, her face resting on the meat of her hand. In the background a man looks away towards another subject. The lighting is dreamy and yellow. end ID]
[ID: lyrics reading, "Show me it all / Tell me what's wrong / You got your hard drive stolen / Your phone's been broken / Play me a song off of mine / Show me it all / Show me a rise / Show me a fall / Pay me no mind / Paint me in gold / I don't mean to pry, but give me a call" end ID]
[ID: a gif from the movie 'Your Name Engraved Herein' of Birdy and A-han riding a motorbike through the streets at night. Both smile widely as they breeze along, Birdy sitting behind A-han with his shirt off over his head, yelling happily. End ID]
[ID: lyrics reading, "They say everything has reason / Life fluctuates like seasons / And maybe someday soon we'll both find our reason / But bitch you're still the bro / Never letting go / Of the friendship bracelets we made when we were twelve // I'll be waiting by my phone / For you to hit me up / For you to hit me up / Hit me hit me up" end ID]
[ID: a photograph of a plaque on an outside wall reading, "LIFE HAPPENS BUT I STILL CARE FOR YOU. I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL." end ID]
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ninjiniz · 22 days
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theknucklehead · 2 months
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I've been playing the heck out of Monster Prom
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And all I can say about this game
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This game is hilarious!
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Polly Geist easily has to be my favorite out of the cast (and yes I'm adding her to my list of favorite girls who are weird, hyper, and crazy)
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catthattalks · 1 month
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Sidestep going from not wanting to remember re-gene language to wishing they could remember it more
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promniight · 1 year
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WOE HERBWOLF BE APON YE
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social-mockingbird · 10 months
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MAG #171: The Gardener
When the silly horror podcast makes one of the most powerful treatises on body image I’ve ever heard
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madebysimblr · 3 months
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Sadie's Record Store & Venue
[alt rock playing on a low speaker]
Vera: OMG! Thanks Auntie! You WON'T regret hiring me I promise!!
Cordy: I know. You can start official tomorrow. Bring me your cheer schedule and I'll work around that. The apartment is basically our employee lounge now, and sometimes when I bring Mae her nap room. Please don't go sneaking 'special friends' up there. Gene would finally find it in himself to kick my ass.
Vera: I would never! Promise! You know, I bet we'd do even better if you let me set up a PROPER Simsta!!!
Cordy: Oh, yeah that's been something I've been meaning to do… Ok that'll be your first project. Now, get. I've got work to do! See you tomorrow!
Vera: Kay! Bye Auntie!
Cordy: Later kid. Can I-Oh. You. My Dad's not here. You can leave.
Joy: Actually, I wanted to talk to you. If that's alright. ..... I can only guess how you feel. I assume it's similar to how my son feels. But I want you to know, I'm not trying to replace your mother. I know that's impossible. Just as Arturo could never replace my Emmett.
Cordy: [scoffs] Then why date anyone at all?
Joy:It's a lonely thing, to lose a spouse. Especially when you're both so young. We should have had 30 or so more years together… No one my age knows what to say to me. None of my friends have gone through it, and I wish dearly that they won't. But if they do, then I would hope they'd find what happiness they could manage after. I will always love Emmett. Arturo will always love your mother. But there's room, in my heart at least, for another kind of love. I won't speak for your father.
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beyondthegame · 8 months
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hi it’s me again 😭 i tried to fight the urge to not send another prompt because i already sent one shsjakak 😭😭 but if it’s okay, “being overprotective of them in front of prospective partners” or “defending them against everyone, even when they’re not there to witness it” for cypress please? thank you <333
“You’re doing it again,” you tell Cypress.
“Doing what?” they ask, glancing to look over at you.
You smirk. “That resting bitch face you do.”
They snort and slip a hand into their pocket. “It’s not something I do, it’s just my face.”
“Lies. I’ve seen you smile…like, only twice, but I’ve seen it,” you tease, and to your pleasure now you’re seeing it a third time.
Cypress’s gaze leaves you and falls on the group in the middle that are huddled together and formally dressed.
“I’d be smiling a lot more if we could leave,” they utter.
Today is one of the only times you’re at Inter City’s training centre and you’re…not training. The big money owners of the club are around, alongside other business people that happily flex their financial power when they see fit.
“Just another hour of mingling and rubbing shoulders,” you comment.
“My intuition tells me that some of them aren’t here purely for business purposes,” Cypress throws back, their eyes narrowing and glaring at someone in particular.
You follow Cy’s eyeline and see that they’re glaring at the one person who hasn’t kept their eyes off you all day. You figured it out yourself that the person is definitely considering how to best approach you and talk about…things that are very much not football related.
“I’ll bet you before the end of the day they will come over and ask for your number,” Cypress states with slight venom to their voice.
You blink. “Is that such a bad thing?”
You and Cypress are staring at each other now. Their brows knit together for a moment as they consider their answer.
“No. If that’s what you’re into, I mean,” they reply, throwing one last look to the people they definitely don’t like before clicking their tongue. “I’m leaving.”
Cypress swiftly moves from where they were standing and strides towards the exit. You quickly go to follow them into the corridor.
“Wait,” you call out, matching their steps to catch them. “You can’t leave me here with them.”
Cypress turns around and looks at you. Their expression practically says everything for them, their features are soft and welcoming. You’d joke that there’s no ‘bitch’ in their expression at all.
“Then come with me,” they say simply.
You sigh. “You know the manager wants us here.”
Cypress rolls their eyes. “Okay, if you’re happy getting eye-fucked for the rest of the day and leaving here with someone’s number, then be my guest.”
Your mouth goes agape and for a moment, Cypress waits for you to say something. Just one extra beat, but they turn to leave again.
“That was an extreme statement,” you quickly say, getting their attention back.
“I was just being honest,” Cy says when they look back at you, though they know there’s truth to your words. They sigh softly. “Look, I’m just saying you deserve better than that.”
You’ve known Cypress long enough now to know that being protective is their nature, it’s practically their middle name, even their siblings would confirm that. Whether you actually thought that behaviour would extend to you is something else entirely. You can’t help but smile.
Cy arches a brow. “What are you smiling about?”
“Nothing,” you answer with a laugh before jogging to join them by their side. “I’m coming with you though.”
There’s a pleasant look that goes over their features when you join them in walking outside. Cypress pulls their car keys out of their pocket.
“Where are we going then?”
Not a clue. “I’m sure we’ll think of something,” you tell them as you both walk towards their car. They go over to the driver’s side and click the button to open up the car.
“Food?”
“Sure.” You sit down in the passenger’s seat and you turn to Cypress as they put the key in the ignition. You wait a long minute. “Jealousy suits you, by the way,” you tease.
Cy rests their hands on the steering wheel. They don’t even glance at you. “Jealous?” they question with a scoff. “I don’t know what you mean.”
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day0fnight · 5 days
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• just got super emotional while thinking about tellltale’s the walking dead… the fandom is so small now which of course is nothing new, it will eventually happen with every game fandom as time goes on but… i’m so damn nostalgic for that game series </3 playing and thinking about it just brings me back to simpler times, times i was more at peace and things were easier… being able to watch clementine grow was such a special experience and i hold so many of the characters so close to my heart but especially lee and luke! they’re my softest comfort characters and i so badly want to replay the first two seasons for a hit of comfort and nostalgia but i don’t know if i can take that heartache right now lol :,(
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papa-evershed · 1 year
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Rob James-Collier | Vera: Cold River
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dashuisofanubis · 11 months
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Okay I know its probably obvious, but I've only just realised that Vera brought Delores (her stuffed dog) just to gain Victor's trust, and I'd love to know how the conversation about it between her and Rufus went down beforehand
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