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Allura: Fuck the Galra.
Lance: *looks at Keith* I'm trying.
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Anonymous asked:
Kenma in 29?
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Me, trying to open up to my friends: I feel sad
Them: aw :(
Me: okay I'm never doing that again
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eicinic-deactivated20211001
Pow pow!
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there are 3 different groups on tumblr
people who have been here for 1 year or less: usually between the ages of 12 and 14, in their weeaboo phase, thinks tumblr is great, a lot of shitposting, has default theme or obnoxious theme
people who have been here for 1-2 years: usually pretty normal, blogs are organized, has a nice theme, only hates tumblr because of it's pointless updates
people who have been here for 3+ years: has a nice theme but their blog is a collection of abandoned networks and groups, very tired, often has war flashbacks to "tumblr university" and the moreos guy, is done with this website's shit and feels trapped but also uses it as an emotional crutch, always screaming internally
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change the vowels in your name to "oodle"
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is anything as pure as a mango. is anything as humble and good and forthright as a mango, i ask you.
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shaerahaek-deactivated20200719
Tevinter Mage!Suga
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i had a dream about fucking… vampire discourse on tumblr like;
“reminder that blood sucker is a slur”
“vamp-born-vamps are valid if u got bitten later in life you’re not part of the vamp community”
“support vamps who drink human blood, support vamps who drink animal blood, support vamps who drink animal and human blood”
rikoy11
“half bloods who are human presenting don’t belong in the community”
fantasy tumblr would be fucking insufferable
god can you even imagine
“If you only have two legs you’re human-passing and don’t belong in the fantasy community”
“What about satyrs?’
“You can wear shoes”
“Just a reminder that if you appropriate mermaid culture you’re a piece of shit”
“Actually we don’t mind because a lot of our culture comes from humans”
“Shapeshifters aren’t valid because they can be human if they want”
Oh my god it gets worse and worse
Listen Sweaty :) :) :) Bigfoots and Jersey Devils aren’t REAL mythfolk :) :) You r just confuused humans :)))
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
seijhoe
ONLY 👏FAIRIES 👏CAN 👏MAKE 👏FAIRY 👏RINGS
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[we make mistakes, we leave them by the door. i run to you love]
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Glaring by Kageyama
Expectation:
Reality:
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99% of writing is fear. Scared to not do the story justice. Scared no one else will like it. Scared of failure. Scared of success.
This times a million.
(via sleepybuckybarnes)
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i saw this then a drabble happened i’m sorry.
(battle royale AU)
“Yamaguchi,” Kei whispered, his eyes wide as he stared up at Yamaguchi’s face, then at the gun that was pointed straight at his head.
“Tsukki,” Yamaguchi choked out. There were tears running down his face, sobs cutting off every other breath. “Sorry Tsukki, I’m sorry-”
This wasn’t real. It was all a dream; the world couldn’t be this cruel on top of everything-
There was a rustle from somewhere beside them. The sound of a gun cocking, and a flash of a red jacket he’d seen a million times before.
“No,” Kei gasped, blood roaring in his ears as his body moved as if by reflex, grabbing his pistol from the ground beside him, shooting his last bullet into the bushes with no hesitation. There was a pained yell (the voice was familiar, it was too familiar,) a wet, rattling gasp, and then silence.
Yamaguchi was still standing in front of him, frozen in place as his body trembled, staring where Kei had shot into the bushes with a hand over his mouth.
This was fine. If it was Yamaguchi, if Yamaguchi lived, Kei would be okay no matter what.
“I’m sorry, Tadashi,” Kei whispered, prying the gun from Yamaguchi’s hand, savouring the last moment of contact between them. Staring down at the unfathomable darkness of its barrel, he took a breath; then another. His lips twitched in an attempt at a comforting smile before he pulled the trigger.
Kei heard his name shrieked brokenly, and it seemed to echo in his head long after everything went black.