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unfoundhoney · 2 years
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can't watch extreme tag bc i'm at work,,,,,,, punching the air rn
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unfoundhoney · 2 years
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not “he’s a scorpio” trending on twitter 😭😭😭🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚
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unfoundhoney · 2 years
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OH SHIT WADDUP EGGPIRE OP
y’all help who tf won the elytra i couldn’t watch any of the streams & twitter is giving me NOTHING
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unfoundhoney · 2 years
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y’all help who tf won the elytra i couldn’t watch any of the streams & twitter is giving me NOTHING
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unfoundhoney · 2 years
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You've got Ranmail!
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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pardon my french but HEH
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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another month, another mcc missed while at work
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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screaming crying throwing up i love them
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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but no little robot man :( rip copper golem
FROGS IN MINECRAFT
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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FROGS IN MINECRAFT
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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tumblr rn
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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quackity never did join the osmp did he
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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What He’s Looking For
Tommy joins the server, and is immediately dragged into a war. He gets blamed for it, but doesn’t let it bother him too much, still finding his footing. He’s looking for friends, for a purpose beyond himself.
Tommy stands with Wilbur and Tubbo, the flag of L'manburg waving behind them. The knife in the back and the arrow in the chest still hurt, but sacrifices must be made for things bigger than ourselves. He’s looking for a place to call home, and he thinks this might be it.
Tommy watches Techno and Wilbur, hearing them discuss Tubbo with a pit in his gut. Down here in the ravine, it’s hard not to feel the tension winding like a clock spring about to break. He’s looking for stability, to know that his friends are safe like they used to be.
Tommy stares at the portal he knows he’s not allowed to enter, his chest tight. Anger and guilt and blame and the sound of lit dynamite swirl in his head whenever he’s left alone with his thoughts. He’s looking for a way back home, if he can call that place home anymore.
Tommy pulls the helmet over his head, glancing back at Tubbo doing the same and nodding. They know Dream waits for them up the mountainside, taunting and holding memories in his hand. He’s looking a sign, that he hasn’t sacrificed everything over and over for nothing.
Tommy swallows his heart back down as the stone bridge begins to cross the lava, standing dead center. Across the way, Dream waits in the obsidian box, expressionless as ever. He’s looking for closure, to put everything behind him and finally rest.
Tommy stands on the edge of the moving stone bridge, clutching the axe tight against his invisible chest. He glances at Ghostbur beside him, who tries to look curious and not terrified. He’s looking for revenge, redemption for his mistake of mercy that left evil on the server.
Tommy stares at a burger van, and he stares at a burger restaurant. The world moves on without him, and he is suddenly alone. He’s looking for someone who will put him first when the chips are down, for the first time.
A line in a will, never to be seen. A set of words never spoken. Technoblade knows that he does not have the answer to the question, not for another. So he writes the only words that he believes he has any right to say. Tell Tommy that I hope he finds what he’s looking for, whatever that is. No one knows what that is. Least of all Tommy, anymore.
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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simply us (preview) ↠
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↠ nihachu x fem!reader ; roommates to lovers au ; fluff
↠ masterlist
↠ @ochabby @kiritokunuwu @pyrotechnics84
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Niki looks at you as if you’ve grown a second, third, and fourth head out of various parts of your body, completely astounded by your previous statement. You don’t quite understand why she’s reacted like this; it’s not that unreasonable.
“How can you not ‘believe’ in love?” Niki asks incredulously.
“Well, to a certain extent, I do. But it’s all manufactured,” you say.
“Manufactured?” she repeats.
“Love isn’t just something that happens,” you say. “Love at first sight? Doesn’t exist. You can’t love someone just by seeing them once; it’s astoundingly materialistic and won’t end well. You have to truly know someone to choose to love them. And you do choose. You decide who you want to love and who you don’t. Therefore, all love is manufactured.”
“That’s not at all true!” Niki argues, as so many before her have. “Sure, love at first sight is fickle, but you don’t just choose who you fall in love with.”
“I disagree.”
“I-“ Niki flounders, opening and closing her mouth for a few moments, searching for a rebuttal. “You’ve never had a crush on someone? Crushes are involuntary.”
“Not really. And crushes are you seeing someone and deciding for whatever reason you like them. Crushes are hardly love, and there’s usually some childish reasoning behind them anyway. But you still choose to crush on someone. ‘They were nice to me.’ ‘They’re so pretty.’ ‘They’re so smart.’ Stuff like that.”
“I can’t believe I’m roommates with someone who doesn’t believe in love.”
“Better start believing it because here I am.”
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unfoundhoney · 3 years
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just signed up for the winter winds audition @ the end of the month & i’m already nervous
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