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Time doesn't heal All Wounds
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Arcadian Rhythms title
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt5)
--- Part 5 --- “She did it tho...!” Min was whispered with an uncharacteristic sparkle in her eyes. “She grew it out...!” Akarsha, whose own thinner hair was obviously no match against Diya's, shrugged, then became confused. “Wait, but...she cut it.” “No, not the head hair,” Min swatted, “the everywhere else hair.” Akarsha's mind instantly went to the inescapable pubic region – she was pretty sure Noelle would throw a tantrum if Akarsha grew that out. On the upside, the long con would have an amusing payoff. Downside? No happy-fun-times with Noelle for weeks on end? Yea,
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt4)
  ---    Part 4 --- { H gh Vull gc } The jacket had gotten pretty worn out over the years. It had  used  to read { High Voltage } Noelle could still remember a time when the sight of the garish coat would send a shiver of discomfort down her back. But now, in all its tattered glory, Min's old jacket was slung across Diya's shoulder. The poor woman was unquestionably too bulky a being to  wear  it, else she likely would. It was cute. Much as Noelle might be loathe to admit it. A bitter wind swept over the field, swaying Noelle's massive ponytail around. She still braided it from time to time, but Akarsha had managed to get he
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt3)
--- Part 3 --- Min's hands were shaking. She hadn't realized it until she tried to pick up the phone to her right. But fuck were they shaking like hell. She nearly fumbled the phone trying to get it to her ear, 'cuz her eyes were transfixed across the glass in front of her. Diya's expression was dull. Cold. Disappointed? Shit. Min knew that look in her wife's eyes. Disappointed. Also tired. That worried Min a little. Yea. Wouldn't admit that. Couldn't, but...- “Hey,” she mumbled into the phone, putting on her best attempt at a smile. [ “...Hi.” ] (Ffffuck her VOICE it's so good to hear her VOICE) “'S
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt2)
--- Part 2 --- “Diya? Dude, are-...?” The door to her flat room had come swinging open – crap, she'd left it unlocked – and Akarsha's voice pierced through her self-wallowing mood. Well, like a butter knife piercing a loaf of bread, maybe, with Diya's hearing muffled in one ear by defect and by pillow in another. Diya flipped over in her bed, red-eyed with a grouchy look about her. Slouched on her elbow and hip, her good ear pointed at her door, she simply glared at Akarsha, wordless. “Uh...-” Akarsha awkwardly closed the door behind her, taking a few cautious steps in. “...Yooo,” she murm
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt1)
Butterfly Soup - Runners at the Corners (part 1) -- [ Noelle ] [ And what good do you expect ME to do? ] [ We're JUST barely at 'possibly enjoys one another's company on certain occasions.' ] [ And how long did that take? ] [ Obviously, I can't get through to her. Especially not right now. ] [ If anyone can, it's you. ] [ Why are you putting this off? ] [ Diya ] [ I tried already.. ] [ And um ] [ you saw how that went. ] [ I can't go through that again. ] [ -_- ] [ Noelle ] [ Seriously? ] [ That was WEEKS ago! ] [ You patched it back up. ] [ Like you always do. ] [ And besides, you better not be blaming yourself for HER a
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[ Y__r L_ttl_ T_m_ ] (Transistor) (Pt2)
 #### Thrilling. Stupendous. Mesmerizing. There were no if's, and's, or but's about it: Red was back in full form at long last. The applause had been deafening. Her first public performance in over a year. Of course her most avid supporters were there, but the turnout had been larger than anticipated. There was clearly a groundswell of those who saw the implicit message in Red's work, who were willing to turn out to support that cause – intentionally political or no. But, really – intentionally political, surely. Swaggering her way back stage, Sybil was eager to visit her no-doubt exhausted friend and assist her in recoveri
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[ Y__r L_ttl_ T_m_ ] (Transistor) (Pt1)
 [ > ReadMe: This account is a recording of certain moments leading up to the unfortunate events which caused Cloudbank to go offline. Some contents of this account may make some readers uncomfortable. When approached about the nature of this account's origins, the compiler cited, “User   @callowGuru   hired me to look into this. Lot of mystery surrounding   what happened to Cloudbank  . I think that'll always be the case. Seems to be part of its legacy now. Anyway, the client pointed me in a direction and had me dig around. Gotta say, what turned up made sense of a few things, at least.” When asked as to the credibility of the
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SSB Ultimate - Lifelight Trailer
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt5)
--- Part 5 --- “She did it tho...!” Min was whispered with an uncharacteristic sparkle in her eyes. “She grew it out...!” Akarsha, whose own thinner hair was obviously no match against Diya's, shrugged, then became confused. “Wait, but...she cut it.” “No, not the head hair,” Min swatted, “the everywhere else hair.” Akarsha's mind instantly went to the inescapable pubic region – she was pretty sure Noelle would throw a tantrum if Akarsha grew that out. On the upside, the long con would have an amusing payoff. Downside? No happy-fun-times with Noelle for weeks on end? Yea,
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt4)
  ---    Part 4 --- { H gh Vull gc } The jacket had gotten pretty worn out over the years. It had  used  to read { High Voltage } Noelle could still remember a time when the sight of the garish coat would send a shiver of discomfort down her back. But now, in all its tattered glory, Min's old jacket was slung across Diya's shoulder. The poor woman was unquestionably too bulky a being to  wear  it, else she likely would. It was cute. Much as Noelle might be loathe to admit it. A bitter wind swept over the field, swaying Noelle's massive ponytail around. She still braided it from time to time, but Akarsha had managed to get he
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt3)
--- Part 3 --- Min's hands were shaking. She hadn't realized it until she tried to pick up the phone to her right. But fuck were they shaking like hell. She nearly fumbled the phone trying to get it to her ear, 'cuz her eyes were transfixed across the glass in front of her. Diya's expression was dull. Cold. Disappointed? Shit. Min knew that look in her wife's eyes. Disappointed. Also tired. That worried Min a little. Yea. Wouldn't admit that. Couldn't, but...- “Hey,” she mumbled into the phone, putting on her best attempt at a smile. [ “...Hi.” ] (Ffffuck her VOICE it's so good to hear her VOICE) “'S
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt2)
--- Part 2 --- “Diya? Dude, are-...?” The door to her flat room had come swinging open – crap, she'd left it unlocked – and Akarsha's voice pierced through her self-wallowing mood. Well, like a butter knife piercing a loaf of bread, maybe, with Diya's hearing muffled in one ear by defect and by pillow in another. Diya flipped over in her bed, red-eyed with a grouchy look about her. Slouched on her elbow and hip, her good ear pointed at her door, she simply glared at Akarsha, wordless. “Uh...-” Akarsha awkwardly closed the door behind her, taking a few cautious steps in. “...Yooo,” she murm
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(Butterfly Soup) Runners at the Corners (Pt1)
Butterfly Soup - Runners at the Corners (part 1) -- [ Noelle ] [ And what good do you expect ME to do? ] [ We're JUST barely at 'possibly enjoys one another's company on certain occasions.' ] [ And how long did that take? ] [ Obviously, I can't get through to her. Especially not right now. ] [ If anyone can, it's you. ] [ Why are you putting this off? ] [ Diya ] [ I tried already.. ] [ And um ] [ you saw how that went. ] [ I can't go through that again. ] [ -_- ] [ Noelle ] [ Seriously? ] [ That was WEEKS ago! ] [ You patched it back up. ] [ Like you always do. ] [ And besides, you better not be blaming yourself for HER a
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[ Y__r L_ttl_ T_m_ ] (Transistor) (Pt2)
 #### Thrilling. Stupendous. Mesmerizing. There were no if's, and's, or but's about it: Red was back in full form at long last. The applause had been deafening. Her first public performance in over a year. Of course her most avid supporters were there, but the turnout had been larger than anticipated. There was clearly a groundswell of those who saw the implicit message in Red's work, who were willing to turn out to support that cause – intentionally political or no. But, really – intentionally political, surely. Swaggering her way back stage, Sybil was eager to visit her no-doubt exhausted friend and assist her in recoveri
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DownRight Fierce Chapter 7 - Nishiko's heart pounded against her rib cage. Her feet slammed against the tartan track. Her lungs burned as they expanded and contracted. Fists ramming against the cage. Feet kicking at iron bars. Wrists sore, scraped from gripping at metal. Mere days ago, she had set foot outside of the cage. She had grasped for freedom, for...fucking something. Anything worth looking forward to. And all she had to show for it was some grumpy 'lesson' and a rejection. Nishiko was used to rejection, but it never got to her. Not really. So what if her parents threw a tantrum, or if her brother didn't understand, or if schools kept
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1st happy birthday

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Happy Birthday!!!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!:la:
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Happy Birthday!!!
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Happy birthday, keep up the amazing artwork!