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TheTigeressWithin

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Cherry blossom

Inspirational Stuff

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Literature

The Fifth Horseman

“I'm not saying they're not killing each other,” I explain. “I can see from the figures in front of me that they're killing each other. What I'm saying is that unless you can broaden your demographic, we're never going to meet our targets for this quarter. This is supposed to be a world war, Belgium and the Netherlands isn't going to cut it.” War squawks at me down the phone. It's hard to hear him over all the screaming in the background, but frankly I'm not interested in his excuses, I need to see results. “What do I expect you to do? Do your job! Think outside the box! Look, Famine is in Europe right now, why

Funny stuff

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Composition with Plusle and Minun

Pokemon

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Carbon Copy (Oneshot)

Life. The very word holds a meaning to it so grand and bountiful, yet can be uttered in one syllable, with only 4 letters. The main lifeform on Earth are humans. Humans have become the dominant species in this sector of the universe. We have mapped the world, learned of causes of supernatural events, sent objects to outer space, killed over a hundred species, enslaved several species of animals purely for food. We can cure ourselves of many diseases, study other animals of this world to the point we know them better than they do, and read our very own genome. And of course, society. And government. But that's not what I want to talk about. I

Pokeumans

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Incredible Things

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Dave

Homestuck

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+Nekotalia+ Les Aristochats

Hetalia

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FANDOMSTUCK - 2p!hetalia and trickster!homestuck

Fandomstuck

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Greenlight

Mythical Creatures

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Literature

Slippage

On the street corner, two statues shake hands over the body of a drifter whose throat was crushed by a hand about that size. The fourth one this month, and the police still have no suspects. The old abandoned apartment seems to get a little younger every day, colors fading in, graffiti fading out. Sepia-toned windows frame the ghosts of lives never lived. No one comes in or out. All over town, folks are packing up and leaving. Not even bothering to sell, and the houses are going downhill fast. The church stands empty, aging by the day, after the preacher lost his battle with something, while his numb flock wander aimlessly. Fewer and fewe

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Other

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