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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Claire Keane
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Janaina Medeiros
we're not kids anymore.
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Xuebing Du
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Game of Thrones Daily
DEAR READER
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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With some of this stuff it’s hard to tell if it’s ironic detachment or genuine racism, but at some point, what’s the f***king difference?
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Love the banan, be the banan
So vampires don’t show up in film or mirrors, right? What if that applies to literally any kind of sensor. You got some 2000-year-old emissary of the night cussing out an automatic soap dispenser.
automatic doors. AUTOMATIC DOORS
Those light switches that shuts down when they sense lack of activity.
#my favorite kind of vampire#the shitty and inconvenienced one
So CRABBY!
He scream
does anyone remember that time when i determined the number of chickens you’d get in two hours if they underwent asexual reproduction and each chicken became two chickens every four minutes?
i do
“I’ll kill you,” Deadlock said through gritted teeth. But he lay stock-still despite the threat, optics locked on Ratchet’s face.
Ratchet leaned in and kept working. Deadlock’s threats seemed to have no impact on him at all. Neither did the sounds of battle – seekers making another bombing run, the pop-pop of distant guns, the crackling hiss of bodies burning. Ratchet sealed the rent fuel line at Deadlock’s hip, movements as sure and steady as they’d been back in his quiet little clinic before the war.
Ratchet’s touch was as delicate as Deadlock remembered it. Even the pain he caused was temporary and faint, fading to a dull ache as Ratchet’s hands moved on to the next leaking line.
“Yeah, yeah,” Ratchet muttered as he worked. “Shut up, Drift.”
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Perhaps I am a fool to think that there is still hope for you, but I do.
Did someone say…pearl cosplay? Haha I forgot I made this for my sister.
adorable 😩
“What I didn’t realize, back when I was this twenty-five-year-old pinup for geeks in that me myself and iconic metal bikini, was that I had signed an invisible contract to stay looking the exact same way for the next thirty to forty years. Well, clearly I’ve broken that contract. Partly because, in an effort to keep up my disguise as a human being, I had a child at some point. And then, in an effort to stay sane for said child, I took pounds and pounds of medications that have the dual effect of causing water retention (think ocean, not lake) while also creating a craving for salad—chocolate salad. So yes, in answer to your unexpressed question, sanity does turn out to come at a heavy price.”
