You don't have to grieve alone.
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Not today Justin
Mike Driver
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
hello vonnie
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we're not kids anymore.
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@therealslimshady
You don't have to grieve alone.
post canon
ack
on our way back home
#1 Eva Stratt defender
Stratt... why do you want to go to antarctica specifically Stratt...
I'm not ready.
and nothing at all bad happened
[ID: Project Hail Mary fanart of Grace and Stratt working together, Stratt lying on the couch and using her laptop while Grace sits on the floor below her while reading a report and eating Twizzlers, a stack of papers beside him. Stratt is sticking a post-it on Grace's forehead that says "dinner soon," and there are more post-its scattered around the room and on Grace's body. End ID]
ID provided by @nebulations! thank you!
ACTUALLY heres another one i quickly animated of rocky beating the shit out of grace
Do you know this Musical Song? #397
I know the song and the musical
I know the song but not the musical
I know the musical but not the song
I may know this
I have never heard this
I open Daemons of the Shadow Realm. I learn that the male protagonist is shorter than his sister because of lacking nutrients. I check off "milk propaganda" on my checklist.
I do wholeheartedly believe Wes Anderson is a sick sick freak. I like his movies but I definitely think this guy has like a hidden room in his spacious french apartment that he slips into quietly each night and it is just filled with tiny little doll replicas of all the actors he's ever used in any of his movies and he puppets them around and mimicks their voices and shit. and sometimes he'll text Owen Wilson pictures of his little doll with a comb or something from an untraceable number and pair it with like "see how I take care of you Owen?" and then the following day Owen Wilson will find him at the service table and go, "Geez Wes look at this," and Wes will pretend to be all concerned and horrified but there is this calculating almost eager look in his eyes that unsettles Owen Wilson. and the next time Wes is having a little soiree with all his actors, his beloved beloved actors, maybe Owen Wilson will accidentally get lost on his way to the beautiful bathroom and find that little room and see all those dolls and his throat will hitch with horror. And before he can call Bill Murray or Adrian Brody to look a dark silhouette will appear in the doorway and Wes looks sort of resigned when he says, "I see you finally found my secret, Owen," and Owen Wilson will try and pretend that he's fine with it but they both know better. and Wes will go (the look in his eyes back again) "We both know this can't get out, right?" and he'll grin very suddenly and Owen Wilson will laugh along very nervously and leave the room and eat some brioche and when the evening is over he will rush over to his Prius and frantically click his keys but over the cobbles on the beautiful beautiful street there is the sound of footsteps. and tears are running down Owen Wilson's cheeks but he can't say a word and Wes, emerging from the shadows, will gently touch him on the shoulder and say, "look, I'll drive you to the airport, huh?" and Owen Wilson will try to refuse but they both know it's futile. and, halfway through the drive, Wes Anderson will smile and say, "I'll miss working with you" and then perfectly jump and roll out of the car, wiping off his corduroy pants, while Owen Wilson's Prius swerves into a local patisserie, bursting into flames
I rll like that Yuuta can be described in all universes with 3 simple words.
Suicidal
Monster-fucker
4 words:
King
cheapskate bleach tutorial
Sticking it under a readmore but this is how i make my shirts etc for like a fiver's worth of materials. I am far from being an expert btw im just playing with chemicals. also probably do this in a ventilated area or something
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Grace's bike of "i ride a bike to work, and it's not for exercise" fame
[PHM comic] Dr Captain Ryland Grace’s Fuzzy Memories…
finally figured out how to upload more than 10 pictures on here ! hope it's not too wonky...