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[girlmiffy]

yk when u are holding a lighter and u are just like. ohohohoho. ohohoooohohooohhohooho. ooooohh. oooohooooohooooh.

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

We love this feeling

[micro-usb-deactivated20230625]

[moonflowero1]

Transcript: garbled & enraged yelling muffled by water.

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Boys who wear glasses. No, the voices inside my head will not elaborate.

[depsidase]

[swarnpert]

cinderella…

[kaijuno]

This comment has literally undone me

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

I usually just close my eyes and hope for the best

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

It wasn’t a productive time, but it was a good time.

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

The endless void of dreams beckons. Do not disobey its call.

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

You are a stain upon my soul. You can never be removed or forgotten no matter how hard I want to be freed of your wretchedness.

Me @ the grape juice stain potato made on my shirt

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

there are no gods now

[princessselene126]

Lunar Chronicles College AU Moods in Gif Format for Clarence Potato

Cinder:

Kai:

Iko:

Scarlet:

Wolf:

Cress:

Thorne:

Winter:

Jacin:

[someothershadeofpink]

the narrative tension. the power this has. the pinache this has. this is the worst thing you’ve ever made and i hope it is forgotten in a pit of fire ashes. I cant believe you read no words instead of the truth. 0/10 for lack of swords despite the misunderstanding in communication

[clarence-potato]

THIS. I retract my previous statements. Your misunderstanding is an unforgivable offense. I bite my thumb at thee. You’ve wronged me. Revenge is coming. It will be swift.

The swords were not needed in the au. They are needed now.

What will your lack of words do to defend you?

[princessselene126]

I bow before your power, oh great one. Not. There is nothing you can do that can be worse than you being my friend. That is correct. I renounce our friendship and I hope to never see either of you again. I’m going to leave this starbucks right now and that will be the last you ever see of me. Farewell you wastes of my time.

[clarence-potato]

[princessselene126]

i’ve decided to come for you instead. Hide your dog. You will never see her again.

[clarence-potato]

Involving my dog is a declaration of war. Your swords are useless. They do nothing do defend against what is already within. Do you feel it stirring yet?

No matter. The worst is yet to come.

When you look in the mirror tonight, you’ll remember. The shadow over your shoulder will remind you of why dog spelled backwards is god.

[princessselene126]

I surrender. Your wit is too much for me to overcome.

(Alas i cannot find a white flag gif at this time, so take a white boy as a flag gif instead)

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

Foolish of you to believe there are any gods remaining. They made a wonderful topping for my salad, much like the swords that broke too easily between my teeth. They’re usually stronger than that - must have been stale.

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

I HAVE CLAIMED MY ENDGAME TICKETS AND I AM READY TO GIVE MY SOUL OVER TO THE MARVEL GODS

[christdookie-resurrection-deact]

[smeliot-deactivated20220528]

what a nice pair of loafers

[ramblesofalocalcryptid-blog]

real upsetting you mortals need to spend so much of your time unconscious... like i learned how to just go into my erethal form a milenia ago.?!...? keep up i need to text you about my leverage/clone wars slash fic

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“You’re not my mom!” You shout into the void a thousand times, tears cascading down your cheeks as bits of stardust crumble off of your weak, mortal form. Over and over and over you plea, with your singed looking arm grasping at the whips in front of you, equal parts stardust and eartheal tears. But worry not, the answer you fear never comes. After all, you are not my child.

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Make your life a garden; water the flowers and pull out the weeds.

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On that note, you don’t find the love of your life in the first semester of college either.

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High school was nothing like High School Musical and I’m eternally disappointed about that fact.