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ribbon knight

@floofyhobbit / floofyhobbit.tumblr.com

(Frederick | he/him | 21)🐀 trans aroace hobbit vulcan and silly little guy professional 🐀aspiring cartoonist🐀 resident prebysterian tm🐀My main OCS are Isaac and Oswald! 🐀weird varied blog a good chunk is vocaloid a good chunk is vintage film and Star Trek sorry

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Fandoms/interests that I post about

-Vintage film (pre 1970's)

-Vocaloid

-Project Sekai

-Star Trek

-old stuff in general

-animals

-Persona

-Maurice

-comics

-The Fantastic Four

-The Lord of the Rings

-Les Mis

-Snoopy

-lgbtq stuff

-jerma985

-I draw! i'm an cartoonist (aspiring) :3 I draw mostly fantasy and bio stuff, but I also have a pet project I'm working on.

Check out #floofy art

Other stuff!

I post mostly fun stuff but anything more serious will be under #serious stuff

I have bad anxiety so please try to tag stuff properly, I don't like seeing depressing real world stuff on my feed for personal reasons.

I tag cw food, cw flashing, cw blood, cw gore, cw suggestive) if you need to me to tag anything else please let me know!)

Looking for star trek, vocaloid, and or lotr mutuals >:3 plz interact

DMs are open to mutuals feel free to say hi

Ask box is open but I won't answer any donation asks sorry

Thank you hope you enjoy my blog ^_^

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so maybe i DO fantasise about being a rank and file foot soldier torn away from my humble life working on my family’s farm to fight for the rights of the common man against the tyrannies of king charles i and in the process catching the eye of my tall and handsome general who is forced by the constraints of rank to keep his distance but lowers his gaze as he rides past me with the wind catching his hair and the red sash bloodying his cuirasse brushing my shoulder whilst i clench my hands at my sides to avoid the temptation to reach out and later as we stand in line to face the king on the blasted field his eyes flick over to me as he gives orders and i clutch my musket in my gloved hands and listen for the call and when the battle is over and i am stumbling through the bodies i find him choking on his own blood amidst the churned earth and half-carry him back to the camp where i wait at his bedside with the sweat drying on my brow and my fingernails carving half-moons in my palms as the surgeons thread their needles and his heavy-lidded eyes hold mine just as they did on his white horse when the sun was high and the bold sash was the only memory of war’s stygian tongue and when the surgeons have cut and and carved and hewn i remain on the pretext of keeping watch over him as he sleeps and sit on a stool by his side with my hands carefully laid on the blankets and my eyes averted as i talk quietly and unthinkingly of a peaceful life on the edge of the moors with a few goats and an apple tree growing at the end of the garden and evenings by the fire with the brush of hard callouses and dark hair against the scarred and pitted map of my palms as in the background the ragged rasp of his breathing grows fainter and fainter and my hands lie like dead and silent things on the pale sheet as i watch the weak flutter of his pulse beneath the thin skin at his throat but that doesn’t make me

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I know they already did this with T'Pol but I really like it when they have some absurdly young looking Vulcan or other alien idc get offended at being called old and they're like "I'm not old I'm only 85 😐" since their lifespan is like 200+ and 80 really isn't old for them idk it's just so funny to me

I'm so confused how Spock is like in his 30's and looks like he's in his 30's then

is he a baby compared to them

spock is half human tho

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