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#Danny phantom #doodles #phandom

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Don't mess with the Rogue

#look what you've done to my poor girl #rogue #x men 97 #anna marie lebeau #x-men #xmen 97 #x-men 97

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Saria in the Kokiri Forest. The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time (Nintendo EAD, 1998)

#the legend of zelda: ocarina of time #nintendo 64 #ocarina of time

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Bocchi wouldn't want Bocchi to be fogotten.

Why are so many people tagging bocchi the rock posts with hitori bocchi no marumaru seikatsu

#hitori bocchi no marumaru seikatsu #bocchi the rock! #bocchiposting

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Don't apologize, we all have the hots for tendi in this fandom.

Not to be too turned on by cartoons on main, but the duality of Tendi is the hottest fucking thing

#star trek #lower decks #st lower decks #d'vana tendi #tendi

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Reblog so that the creature will come to you. Like to enhance their power.

#worldbuilding #writing #fantasy #urban fantasy #demons #angels and demons #magical realism #monster fucker #faeries #monster lover

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#Nick At Nite #nickelodeon #90s #1990s

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If anyone knows about wanting impossible things, knows the pain of wanting to be loved by someone who will never reciprocate, it's Vlad. And that's the irony of it; the only one who truly understands Dani's torment is the rotten-to-the-core cause of it, and he doesn't even know he's the object of his unwanted child's all too familiar obsession.

Cold indifference. Dani almost wishes Vlad would viciously hate her instead, just so he would care about her existence. She wishes that she could be the indifferent one, that she could go a single day without thinking about a family and a father she'll never have. Or that her hatred for him would hurt him, even a little. Or that her hatred would stop feeling so much like love.

(another snippet in the cold hands continuity, a slow burn cheese melt reconciliation scenario in which a lost Dani cares too much and a tired Vlad stops caring about anything altogether)

#comics #dani phantom #danny phantom #vlad masters #danielle phantom #cheese melt #angst

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Here's my family tent and their kitchen and how they heating water to take shower.

#reminder again to donate to ahmed (90-ghost) if you're able to #he's got a pinned post with his paypal and ko-fi #palestine

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There's a demon that's been spotted around your city, around your neighborhood. All the local monster hunters are getting ready to find it, it won't be the first time some dangerous creature got loose in your city and had a hunt out for it. But this one is dangerous, she's faster than most cyptids, humanoid but not from a humanoid species that's known or common, and she's deadly, a few days after she's spotted its found that she kills. Somebody was found dead in the winter snow, on a street corner, with her claw marks on his chest.

You're not a monster hunter. But you are interested in these types of things, and you thought you spotted her one night and chose to give chase, against your better judgment you gave chase. You just want to see her, you just want to see something so strange, so inhuman. And when you see her she's as strange as you can imagine, most of her looks humanoid, slender and graceful, like the most beautiful human you've ever seen, but she has eyes with slit pupils like a cats, and long horns coming from her head, and sharp teeth in her mouth, bat like wings come out her back, and a scorpion's tail from the base of her spine, and where her genitals should be, instead there's the body and head of a snake coming out of her body. She's beautiful and horrifying.

When she comes near you she doesn't hurt you, she just looks at your camera. She doesn't seem to know what it is. When she realizes you're as harmless as you are she let's down her guard. You're afraid, but you slowly realize she's not interested in hurting you. She seems cold, it's very cold and she's not wearing any clothing. You offer to let her into your apartment, just for a night, just because nomatter what she is she deserves to be warm.

She lays on your bed for awhile, she seems so excited just to be on a bed, just to see a bed. She spends awhile under the covers. You were originally planning on letting her sleep on your couch, but she seems so excited to have a comfy bed. She finds one of your plushes and starts cuddling it at one point. You've never seen someone so happy just to have a place to rest.

In the morning the demon is still there. You don't want to kick her out. You bring her food and she seems really paranoid, it seems like a lot of people have hurt her before. You have to leave the room while she eats. But she does seem really happy to have something to eat at all.

Eventually you ask her about who she is. She says she doesn't have a name, and doesn't remember when she was born. She admits to having killed those people, which scares you to be reminded of, it scares you to hear her say it. But she tells you they shot at her, and she doesn't seem like a good enough lier to lie about that. They shot at her the momment they saw her. She was demonized for it, but it's the right of all creatures to attack someone trying to kill them, rather than die.

She really likes being in your apartment. You let her barrow your clothes, though she doesn't like wearing clothing, except for pajamas which she wears when she sleeps. You show her cartoons she can watch, and give her paper and pencils to draw with. It takes awhile for her to be willing to show you her drawings, but when she does they're quite good, you compliment them, and her face lights up. It takes her awhile to feel comfortable being touched by you too, but when she let's you she starts to love your affection, she likes being pet, and hugged, and cuddled, you don't think she's felt these things in a long time.

You let her stay longer than you expected too. There's still people hunting her. And there's still the winter, she says she's been through worse, but it's getting colder. Eventually you even introduce her to some freinds who you know you can trust. You just let her rest there, and part of you home this can just be a way she can exist, getting to draw, and have her head pet, and laying in bed when she wants to. You end up talking with her a lot, she's passionate about stories, and about things she finds pretty, and she loves asking you about the world, and about humanity, about all these things that are alien to her.

Eventually she tells you she has to leave. You try to tell her to stay a little longer, but it's a demon's nature to be free. She's been hurt by humans before, hurt by more than cold and bullets, but by binding spells, and deals she shouldn't have made. And as spring comes she needs to find a new city, and new space to exist it. You spend your last night together cuddling in your bed, and she tells you of ancient lands, and stories nobody else remembers. And then in the morning she's gone, she said she might visit you again, but for now she's gone. You thought you would see her leave but she spared you that pain, she thanked you for being warm to her as you fell asleep, and let your hands run across her cold skin. And now your room lays empty.

#worldbuilding #writing #fantasy #urban fantasy #magical realism #demons #short fiction #flash fiction #demon girl

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"Voting doesnt work because not enough people in my country will vote for MY version of communism. We need a violent overthrow of the government to MAKE this happen"

#leftism #leftist politics #voting

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El desmadre que ellos arían

#vete a la versh #NEGAS #zerocalcare #indie animation

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People will say things like "now that I'm an adult over [arbitrarily chosen age] I don't have time for things like meaningful human relationships, or consuming art that isn't schlock specifically designed to sell me things, or politics that don't endorse genocide" and actually I think the world has made you cruel and awful.

As someone whose already passed the first age (21) where people tell you you won't care about your freinds anymore, or won't want to play video games, or won't be as far left, I can personally tell you that it's all a lie and that the people who believe it just became awful.

#aging #adulthood #discourse

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some things you can only learn from a song...

#bocchi the rock! #hitori gotou #nijika ijichi #ryo yamada #kita ikuyo #comic

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Its been thousands of years since humanity has left earth, and you've ended you've ended up as a human in a part of the galaxy where other species became dominant before humans ever could. The closest human governments are further away then any spaceship could travel to within a lifetime, yet still humanity exists here.

Humans currently live in a diaspora across countless systems. Some live in spaceships and independent space stations, which is what most nonhumans think the normal environment for humans is, some living their entire lives without ever touch a planet. Other humans live within other specie's empires, subject to their laws, forced to conform to what alien governments want for their citizens, or what they want from humans to make sure they're safe.

Humans are just known by the larger society of this part of the galaxy as a diaspora race, the idea that they'd ever be capable of having their own government is laughable to most. They're known as traders, mercenaries sometimes as criminals, but never as a people with their own nations, their own worlds to be proud of.

You've read some of humanity's oldest stories. The station you live on has a city sized population, and is a local hub for human culture, especially when it comes to human creatives and scholars. It's strange reading stories from old earth, to see how the Iliad or the Inferno or the Journey to the West describe humanity, not as something deviant and on the fringes of society, but as something important, something special that needs protecting. To think your ancestors wrote these stories in shining human cities, thinking that humanity was all their was, to thing you wouldn't look out of place to any of these ancient humans if you could visit them.

Anti human sentiment is growing. More and more humans live on ships and stations now for that reason. More and more states see humans as a scavenger race, as something that inherently lives off of other, grander, civilizations. Some planets have started banning humans from moving to them. Others have banned human religions, especially those that allow nonhumans to convert.

Human reproductive cycles are seen as especially subversive, with the fact that humans have strong natural urges to mate, and that they see it as pleasurable, being seen as something that makes them a threat. A lot of the humans who are allowed to stay on some planets are forced to remove their desire to mate, or even the organs pertaining to it. It's hard to explain to nonhumans why that seems like such a violation to you.

More and more humans are fleeing to your station. You don't mind, though they are going to have to build it to be bigger soon. Your roommate for your new apartment is someone who just fled here from a planet where she almost never saw another human. She looks sickly and frail, she was never in an environment made for humans, and she never saw enough humans to realize how unhealthy she is, her bones were stretched from being on a world with lower gravity then humans are evolved for, and her reproductive organs were removed as per her old planet's policy.

She seems so embarrassed of being a human, and especially afraid of the human culture that's so present on the station. Even the more stereotypically human members of the station are something she's afraid of. You want to hug and comfort her. And you want to show her all these old humans books you've found. You want to tell her that her race didn't evolve as a race of scavengers.

You wonder about your station. A planet might be nicer, but it's a planet that wouldn't be fine tuned for humans. This stations gravity and atmosphere mimics a homeworld you'll never see, because it's what human bodies were built for. When you're in parts of the station so heavily urbanized it could pass for a dense skyless part of a planetary city, and the conditions around you perfectly mimic the cool autumns your ancestors once knew, you wonder if part of you can feel earth.

#writing #my thougts #worldbuilding #diaspora #sci fi #scifi #science fantasy #science fiction #science fiction writing #space #space station

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"i was there Gandalf, 3000 years ago"

#frieren at the funeral #frieren: beyond journey's end #sousou no frieren #anime #frieren #fern #vines

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I really want the touch of anti-cap cryptid, and vomit all my microplastics

There's a cryptid out there that makes the vampires in the subway station afraid, and the warlocks the public park are scared of it. It's something big, with huge black feathered wing, and branches for antlers, and golden eyes like melting amber.

When it walks by security cameras are struck blind, and advertisements are bleached until the paper they're printed on is nothing but pale white. And the spikes that are there to chase away beggars and songbirds melt like icicles in the spring. And when it touches someone, the microplastics drain from their blood, and they're healthy in a way no creature on this earth is supposed to be healthy.

Its pure anticapitalism, not just ideologically but physically. It repells capitalism the same way that antifreeze repells ice, and how antimagic repells spells. It's very body destroys those sins, it's existence rejects them. It's terrifying, but only because of the things it needs to scare.

And when it's very late, it'll find humans it needs to hurt. Police officers picking on some helpless victim will see it out of the corner of their eyes and run. And bosses will see it flying by their office, right as they were abusing an employee, right when they know it's too late for them. And right before a landlord kicks out a tenant, they might see it, and suddenly cover their rent, or else they fear they'll find their body with the others, as broken an mangled as their soul.

#cryptid #whereserpentswalk #short fiction #flash fiction #anti capitalism