Osby October!
@renegadesnet event 4: osby october
“He only has eyes for Ruby” “She and Oscar have a thing - but neither of them will admit it”
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dirt enthusiast
styofa doing anything
Peter Solarz
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Not today Justin
will byers stan first human second
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Osby October!
@renegadesnet event 4: osby october
“He only has eyes for Ruby” “She and Oscar have a thing - but neither of them will admit it”
@bedazzled-lunartic you’re right and you should say it louder (also, thank u so much ♥!)
Sorry for taking so long! Though I would appreciate no more drawing asks/requests until I properly open them :”) thank you.
Hear Ye All Gatlonians
THE CRESS IS NATIVE REVOLT HAS RISEN
REBLOG TO SHOW UR ALLIEGENECE
#whyiscresswhitetf
#cressdeservesmore
@nativecressdarnel <— search it up! we are going to start blasting yall with native cress :)
(yes this is because of discord)
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Jacin as Memes
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Hugh: The Renegades are competent!
Oscar: Help! I tried to make ramen in the coffee pot and I broke everything!
Petition that car owners be able to record themselves screaming to replace their horn
Just a friendly reminder that Nova literally burned her finger tips off and no one but the trials entrance person ever said anything. Like, did Adrian or literally anyone else who ever saw her hands not even notice?
i want a combat pan😔
Don't we all
Nova: I like that you said ‘us’.
Adrian: Well, we are an ‘us’, aren’t we?
Oscar: Why do I always have to be around for this stuff?
I did sommmeese Scarlet !
I LOVE this
Sometimes you just need to draw the fairest of them all
why are all black girls so freakin pretty, like yall just cute for no reason. go on with yo bad self.
Straight (or gay 🤷♀️) facts
actually osby is good it was just not very well executed
Preach
Collateral Damage Pt.1
So, continuing with the journey @healing-winston-pratt and I have decided to take to rise Winston and Callum from the death, here’s another fic, and this time is about Winston :) This one is a full collaboration, meaning we both wrote this, so we hope you enjoy it XD
Part 2 will be uploaded by her soon.
You can fin the canon divergence explanation here.
And Callum’s fic is here
THERE’S MILD SELF HARM MENTIONS IN HERE
When Winston woke up, all he could see were the lights. Blindingly bright lights. And he stared at the ceiling for a while, because he didn’t know what else to do besides waiting until the rest of his senses responded to him.
His gaze remained fixated on those lights; later, he began to smell; and his surroundings were penetrated with a latex odor, combined with chlorine and something putrid… in the sense that everything smelled like blood and wounds. That is, in case wounds had a characteristic smell to them. To Winston’s view, they did. Everything had a smell, just like everything could be related with a specific color.
But that was just him, maybe.
Then he started to hear. And he heard the worried, hesitant chattering all around him. People screaming orders, people screaming as they followed those orders; people bawling; people in a deep state of distress calling some person’s name; he heard questions, some of them empty, routinary ones and others filled with much more substance, meant to subtract more specific details about something.
Then he started touching, although he didn’t touch anything; he just felt the sheets beneath him, and the uncomfortable mattress and the cold structure of the hospital bed.
A hospital bed.
A hospital.
And a very…broken hospital.
The building seemed fine, of course. But the place…not so much.
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Catch me crying first thing in the morning.
Me Every time I see a monarch: Danna? dAnna? DANNA? dAnNA?
Happy Birthday Cress!!