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@slightecho.bsky.social

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she/they || 30+ || writer || cosplayer || fiber arts ✌️Current Hyperfixations: The Owl House and MCR ✌️ 🇲🇽Proud and Loud🇲🇽 🌾 cover photo: @turquoisespace.bsky.social

Chappell Roan dressed as The Lawyer
Screenshot of Apple maps displaying Gulf of Mexico, reading the incorrect name “gulf of America”
Screenshot on Facebooks verified TikTok page, with a pop up prompting user if they wish to block
Audio clip of President Snow from The Hunger Games: “Why do you think we have a winner?” “What do you mean?” “I mean… why do we have a winner? I mean, if we just wanted to intimidate the districts, why not round up 24 of them at random and execute them all at once? It would be a lot faster! Hope.” “Hope?” “Hope. It is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective. A lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is fine… as long as it’s contained.” “So…?” “So… contain it.”
Front of a funko pop of King from the owl house
Screenshot of video from YouTuber Ethan Nestor entitled “Not Enough Time” Image of the video shows a black and white coffin, covered in dirt and leaves.
Screenshot of the title and summery of Chapter 46 of the user’s fanfic, Ashes, entitled “Trust.” Summary is as follows: This Chapter: Raine is not okay, healing has it's ups and downs, and a much overdue conversation is had.
Screenshot of lyrics to Green Day’s song, Letterbomb Reads as follows: “The dummy failed the crash test Collecting unemployment checks A flunkie only along for the ride Where have all the riots gone? As the city's motto gets pulverized What's in love is now in debt On your birth certificate So strike the fucking match to light this fuse The town bishop is an extortionist And he don't even know that you exist Standing still when it's do or die You better run for your fucking life It's not over 'till you're underground It's not over before it's too late This city's burnin' It's not my burden It's not over before it's too late There's nothing left to analyze Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself? And where will we all go when it's too late? And don't look back”