River Tour Of San Antonio, TX

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"What is love?" The universe whispers tauntingly into the ears of those in the liminal split second between life and death.

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"Guilty," Jimmy sobs, the remnants of his broken shield still strapped to his arm as his clawed wounds sting purple and his fluttering canary heart stills, "because why do I have to love someone I'll end up dragging down with me?"

"Honest," Tango chokes out through worry and frustration, too far away to save them, teeth grit into a lopsided grin and grappling at his abruptly cold heart, "and that's better than nothing."

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"Determined." Ren croaks, eyes squinted in response to the explosion of pain breaking through his skull, blood he can't feel dripping down his head. "I would have fought them all for him if I got the chance."

"Trust." BigB gasps, fingers twitching to reach out in front of him for Ren as he watches him crumple through a shock of dizzying pain. "I would have followed him through anything, in the end."

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"A mistake!" Grian shrieks, stunned after being thrown harshly into a wall out of nowhere, one hand still tangled with the ladder he tried to climb to safety. "A mistake that I keep making!"

"Confusing," Scar yelps, slumped over his horse and clutching the reins in a white-knuckled grip of terror, forever lost in the maw of the woods, "and- and out of reach!"

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"It's togetherness, isn't it?" Joel laughs, a little hysterical, one hand clinging to Etho's arm as they burn in tandem, stuck in a feedback loop of lava and pain. "Through thick and thin."

Etho holds him back, one hand gripping the edge of a shirt with his face on it, laughing just as bittersweetly. "Well, it definitely had something to do with why I couldn't let him go to the Nether alone!"

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"Communication and care!" Bdubs shouts through a hoarse throat, aching with dog bites and the vengeful cut of an axe across the chest. "It never changed! I always loved him!"

"It was us doing our best," Impulse sighs as he sees blood well from Bdubs' mouth over Pearl's shoulder and feels like his heart has been sliced clean through with the same axe, "and it was wonderful."

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"It's still a choice," Cleo declares with a hint of laughter in her voice, ignoring the way her body tears on the treetop that couldn't cushion her fall, "and one that I can make as many times as I want!"

"Baby, don't hurt me." Martyn sings quietly in the underground nook he fell into, pangs overtaking his body and still holding a lit rocket in his launcher as he stumbles into the stone and chuckles weakly. "Stubbornness, isn't it? It all worked out eventually."

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"Forgiveness," Scott muses in the eye of a hot burst of TNT, agony to the point of numbness washing over him as he stares at Pearl through the explosion with a smile, "and freedom."

"Everything." Pearl breathes in a state of shock, the weight of being the winner, if only for the briefest second, hanging heavy over her. "It was everything."

The world explodes.

Uhhhhh extremely short fic iggg???

Aiugdajhdakjfb I’m very bad at writing but I really want to express one of the ideas that I have for Welsjev. Sorry for the horrible wording I didn’t score very well on my IETLS writing test. Badly wrote this in class aughhh

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Another day has begun on the server as the sun shined down on Joe’s hut at the spawn area. The Hermitssissippi river, which circled around the hut, passing lazily and peacefully.

Jevin slid out of his comfy bed. Although he was a hardworking person, he did not dare to claim to be the first to be awake.

The blue slimy guy stepped out onto the porch, stretched out his shoulders comfortably, and waved to Xisuma, who was swimming in the cool blue water as a part of his morning exercise.

Jevin quickly finished his breakfast with a plate of cookies dipped in warm milk and then took a small jog alongside the riverbank, toward Welsknight’s rustic wooden house.

He stopped as he walked to the front door, picked up a small potted plant nearby to get a spare house key, allowing himself inside.

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yknow ever since people realized tumblr isnt dead and have decided to flock here from twitter and tiktok ive seen a huge influx of people in fandom spaces who dont reblog anything. at all.

like, i used to have an art blog with 340 followers. not a ton but not a small amount either given how this website works with creators. and in my experience back then even the ones who only left likes still reblogged other things or at least posted their own stuff. literally the only empty blogs were clearly bots.

but on this New art blog, i've had so many people with fandom-specific headers and icons with actual usernames as urls and some kind of title or description, but have. Nothing. no posts. all they do is like things. and it's always public, too. their following list and their likes list.

and honestly all it makes me think is that these people are New and also don't know how tumblr works. how likes don't give exposure. not even in a "oh, i know it doesn't give exposure, but i'm still going to reblog anyways" way, but in a genuine honest to god straight up doesn't realize tumblr likes don't work like twitter's.

PLEASE please if you're from tiktok or twitter or whatever please reblog people's art both fandom and original if you like it!! and maybe actually pad out your blog's content in some way so people won't potentially see you as a bot and block you.

REBLOG ARTIST'S WORK. THIS IS THE ONLY WAY THEY GET ANY ATTENTION ON THIS WEBSITE OH MY GOD. PLEASE. I BEG of you

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