I CLICKED SOME BUTTONS AND NOW MY TUMBLR IS ORANGE AND PURPLE H E L P???????
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I CLICKED SOME BUTTONS AND NOW MY TUMBLR IS ORANGE AND PURPLE H E L P???????
Steal something from my space!
Tagged by @nirikeehan, and tagging it on to @cwolfnerakagnome, @commander-krios, @thedastrash, and @megthemariner
What will you take?
A newly upgraded desktop PC
One of the multiple empty boxes of snack food
A handknit shawl with ends not woven in yet
A veritable mountain of yarn
A 9 lb tabby cat that bites
A 12 lb tabby cat that hunts flying insects
Really adorable kitty-shaped stitch markers
As many books as you can physically carry
A brand new Mothman Squishable
I’m in such a kamukoma drawing mood. You are unable to stop me
79 Okay I’m done byeeeee love yaaaaa
(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?
i don’t remember a specific occasion but i’m like 99.9% sure i have before. i should probably go outside more but oh well
Finallyyyyy writing your prompt, @baronessblixen - the post-redux II one! This gif is me fumbling my way through this writing thing. :)
Sometimes I wish my dash were more than a series of blank spaces.
Guess who isn’t being used for the pov shift in this chapter? This guy! That’s who!
Doctor Daniel Jackson was not having a good day. Granted, he'd had worse, but on a sliding scale from 'day my parents died' to 'finding out that my wife was kidnapped by parasitic aliens and is now pregnant with not my child' or even 'just died. Twice.' this day was pretty up there. Actually, looking at it on that scale, dealing with mutant rat people that somehow transmitted a super accelerated disease through their bit wasn't that bad. So. Apparently Doctor Daniel Jackson was having a slightly better day than he'd previously thought he was having. Sam, Jack, and Teal'c, on the other hand, looked like they were having much worse days than he was. Probably because, although they'd all been bitten at least once by the rat-people, he was the only one of the three that wasn't experiencing some sort of symptom of illness. "They'll be fine," Daniel looked up, forcing a smile at the young woman who'd done something and created a glowing pattern of light against the stone floor. "The rest of our party is on their way, which means Tetora should be here soon." she continued, pushing herself off her knees and brushing herself off. "I'm sorry, Tetora?" Daniel asked, and got a grimace, then a sheepish laugh, "Sorry! Tetora's our cleric, and a way higher level than I am, so she'll be able to cure your friends! I'm Minori, by the way, and this is Naotsugu!" "Pleased to meet you." The words flowed off his tongue automatically, and he barely noticed Minori turning away to peer past where Naotsugu was blocking the doorway, his mind too preeoccupied with dissecting the implications of what he'd just heard. It might have just been a glitch in the Stargate's translation matrix, but... Cleric? Higher level? Those were... actually pretty specific terms. Terms that came from games, and that he hadn't actually come across anywhere off earth. Granted, that didn't necessarily mean anything. So many of the cultures they'd come across were based off of ancient Terran civilizations that it might actually be decently likely that one of them actually had come up with those terms.