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thank you @runicmagitek for the last line tag!! i have wips i swear.. here's the most recent sentence from something ive been rolling around for the past few months

There are a thousand more words he wants to say, in fact, a million more sentiments left to express—but he thinks Takatoshi gets the message anyway, as he steps out into the waning sunlight and raises a hand in farewell.

ill volunteer @arda-ancalima & @prringlecan ! (no pressure though ofc ofc)

#hk.txt #maybe ill get back into using tumblr dot com #and writing things that i actually care about #next time on honekujira z

can’t wait for next week where we get to watch exandria unlimited: fucking party time. kir and elias are rivals in arcane baseball and their dads argue about whose son is better. maya tours the librarium incantatum with her aunt patia. nydas forces sha’korzhan to put on shows for the kids at the sorcerer’s university. quay and laerryn make up and try for a new beginning. what do you mean this isn’t happening

#hk.txt #critical role #exandria unlimited calamity #you say 'the beauty of exu:c is that in the face of danger people realize what really matters to them'#i say 'thats cool and all but i want kir to present cerrit with a World's Best Dad shirt'#its been less than 24 hours and i miss them so bad

surprise self-rec time! pick 3 of your favorite things you’ve written/drawn and share them here, then put this in the inbox (anonymously or not) of your fellow creators to spread the positivity and help celebrate already posted works 💞

this is a very late response haHA but thank u for the very kind ask!!

my very personal favorite is twenty-thousand yen man, which, though i'm able to see a lot of flaws in it now, is one that i put a lot of feeling into

The ride back is quieter, given that they've already hit every frivolous conversation topic that comes to mind besides what happened—and that, Tomoya is in no particular rush to cover. Souta will talk about it once he's ready, and Tomoya is willing to wait even if that day never comes. Instead, to fill the silence, he puts his Spotify playlist on, and '80s hits drown out the downpour sluicing off of the roof of his car. Something about the moment is deeply soothing, like swaddling yourself in blankets during a thunderstorm as a kid, like nostalgia for the sort of moment that can only happen once.

i am also really proud of a lot of the things i did style-wise for the universal law of gravitation!

"Sleep tight, love," he murmured. Almost unconsciously, he matched her breathing, focusing on the steady rise and fall of his chest. He was ahead of schedule; he could afford to bask in this moment for a little longer. If Keitaro hadn't dozed off so quickly, he would have felt the tiniest bit of movement as Natsuno smiled into his collar.

and, to mix it up a bit, i'll put 1929, which i'm happy i was able to push through to completion :)

His uniform is torn open at the torso, revealing an array of darkening bruises and wounds. His hair is matted with dirt and dust and blood. His own blood, smeared against the side of his face, sealing his other eye shut, flowing from the deep gash in his forehead. Hysterically, Keitaro thinks, Look, now we're matching. Two boys fighting a war they don't understand, bruised and battered and bloodied by the things that thwart all imagination. Part of something bigger than what they are.

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hello tumblr. it has been many moons. here are some things i am hopefully potentially working on and posting soon