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side eyes my draft of the sylus essay character analysis i've had cooking for months now...

WELP looks like imma have new things to add 😭

#both devastated and excited to start from square one lol #low key though #i was cooking with that paragraph #lads sylus #lads analysis #nova rambling

choose your fighter: rex “life can wait one night, juno” glass OR peter “what do you say you and i begin that beautiful future right now?” nureyev OR peter “because the future can wait. that is all the future is, in fact. moments in wait, time whose time has not yet come. and in fact, if you are disciplined enough, the future can wait indefinitely” ransom

#IM HAVING A THOUGHT!!!!!#stay tuned for so many penumbra posts as i relisten to this pod and hyperanalyze as a coping mechanism #i would give my life for you kevin vibert #low key though #tpp #the penumbra podcast #tpp spoilers #the penumbra podcast spoilers #juno steel and the final resting place #juno steel and the man in glass #podcasts #junoverse #peter nureyev #peter ransom #rex glass #my post #juno steel and the case of the murderous mask

possiblytracker has been putting in an unreal amount of time and care towards the community and it shows! I can't not express my gratitude for the mod and all that they do.

@possiblytracker, this anon and many others love what you’re doing!! Keep it up!

#pokeask positivity #pokeask #pokemon #sterling #latios #steringlatios #possiblytracker #guildofamberise #pkmn art #low key though #i have always loved the way you draw like fur and fluff and feathers and stuff #all your characters look so huggable #Anonymous

Hey hello I’m not dead I just fell in love with William Turner again and got distracted. I shall return from my pirate ship shortly

#low key though #when will captain turner rail me?#anyway #im gay

Who in Naruto is most likely to become a jashin cultist? 🎤

#Didn’t suigetsu have a weird thing for destroying shit by his own words?#if Sasuke wasn’t there to stop him from killing people for fun what would he be doing #low key though #Naruto

I'm so happy I found this by the way, this is a really cool thing. But, idea. What if Pidge was stuck at the trash pit thing where everyone got split up? What if she was there a little longer and was "missing". How would that turn out when Lamce and the others finally found her? Just an idea. Love your work though :D

Thank you! Hopefully this is close to what you were thinking!

~~~~~

“Oh come ON!”

The Green Lion lit up, sending its energy as a signal across the universe to the Castle - to rescue.

Pidge’s heart became light, thrilled with her latest accomplishment. More than that, it meant she’d see her friends again, her team, who she missed more than she ever expected to admit.

“I knew it would work!” she exclaimed. She had only her trash nebula friends, and they weren’t the best cheer squad, but their markings light up for her in solidarity.

“Now it’s time to go ho– AGH!”

Her back exploded in pain and her thoughts go blank.

~~~

Lance shifted his sniper rifle to a blaster and aimed it at the giant bay doors, opening to reveal five distinct figures. His breath caught in his throat. He couldn’t shoot, not when - not when it was her. The smallest one was held in place by one with a lizard tail. And Lance recognized her.

“Pidge?” he gulped, heart pounding in fear.

Now he understood what Lotor meant when he said he wanted to finish his collection.

#plance #low key though #voltron legendary defender #vld fanfic #mod rue #this one is shorter but i wanted it to be extra vague #so if someone wants to take it they can do whatever they want

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Three Days in the Garden, To Atone for Your Sins

in which Aziraphale molts and maybe kills two of Crowley’s plants

i got really mad at some of my “easy” houseplants for dying on me while the “high-maintenance” ones are going wild, so i wrote this.

Aziraphale was dithering. He paced through the rooms of the cottage in South Downs, while the sea roared distantly against the darkened shore outside. His hands were clasped behind his back, his wings manifest and relaxed, trailing him as he paced. Every now and again, a gleaming white feather fluttered to the ground, and he rustled his wings absently, more concerned with his current misery, worrying at his lip with his teeth.

He’d killed a plant.

Crowley is going to be livid.

The demon had returned to London three days ago for a bit of what he termed ‘me-time’. It was necessary, they had found after the moved in together, that they not always be together. Certainly, it was nice - better than nice, it was fantastic - to share one another’s company the majority of the time, out from under the watchful eyes of Above and Below, but even supernatural entities like a little personal space, and every now and again either Crowley or Aziraphale would retreat for a weekend or so to their respective places in London. On this occasion, there was no dramatic impetus, but Crowley had just been a bit restless and Aziraphale had encouraged him to take a weekend and relax. He rather suspected Crowley had gone off to tempt or wile or something, even if he was no longer on Hell’s payroll, but Crowley never said, and Aziraphale never asked*.

[* Had the angel asked, he would have been sorely disappointed. Certainly there were some minor demonic activities, like gluing coins to the sidewalk outside of the British Museum, but then there were the meandering strolls through the same museum, idly wandering from display to display. And in the evenings, there were sappy movies and sitcoms and bingeing TV shows with rather more blurred-out anatomical bits than Aziraphale found tolerable .]

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