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mysteamgrids · 11 months
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Burning Paper
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feeblescholarmyass · 1 year
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my last day of school was yesterday and I finally finished all of my finals. after a bit or recovery I have plans to put out the highly requested Tighnari fic, the Jing Yuan fic, and the next chapter of Epiphyllum Oxypetalum.
anyways after school me and my baes (@ratty-rat-toot + my wife and our big strong boyfriend)had a bonfire and burned a ton of school work as tradition, specifically all of the Romeo and Juliet work that caused us actual physical and emotional turmoil. it looked pretty freaking cool
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secretsigil · 2 years
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I just finished this original piece for a contest and I'm really proud of it! The idea was to make her dress look like burning paper or something along those lines. Her expression says it all too, "Nice try but you'll have to do better than that to get rid of me!" and then she sends out pumpkin vines and thorns to ensnare those who were foolish enough to challenge her!
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high-voltage-rat · 2 months
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I think it's fascinating that the quotes:
"Have you forgotten sir, we were at war? A fight with an alien race for the very survival of our species. I feel I must remind you that it is an undeniable, and may I say fundamental quality of man, that when faced with extinction, every alternative is preferable."
"When you spend every day fighting a war, you to demonize your attackers. To you, they're evil, they're subhuman. Because if they weren't, what would that make you? What I'm trying to say... is I've been afraid to see you for what you really are. You're our brothers. Our sisters. And the things we've done to one another are unforgivable."
"These guys want to use us, take us away from our families, and send us all over the dad-gum galaxy just to test if their agents are ready for the big fight? Well... guess I'm interested in showin' em exactly what a big fight is all about! So I'm not ordering you to go. I ain't even asking. You do what you gotta do, Private."
came from the same series whose standard fare is lines like:
"What in the hell are you two doing?" / "We're being executed by our own men, sir." / "Cut it out."
"I only drink the blood of my enemies, and the occasional strawberry yoohoo."
"You always said I could sleep when I’m dead, Sarge, and guess what? I am dead. This purgatory is about to become purga-snore-y, yawn!"
...and both categories manage to be a poignant statement about the nature of war and what it does to the people in it.
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mournfulroses · 6 months
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Adrienne Rich, from Poems; “The Burning of Paper Instead of Children,”
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sqswisashitposter · 8 months
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yashley · 5 months
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laura & ashley & imogen & fearne in c3e80 or:
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linusbenjamin · 1 month
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And I love you, it's ruining my life I love you, it's ruining my life I touched you for only a fortnight I touched you, but I touched you
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willowser · 7 months
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on the topic of princely bakugou—
i love the idea of his hand in marriage being the peace offering between your kingdom and his clan, as in he comes to live with you and rule in your castle. and he genuinely wants to do a good job; he's not coming in and tearing down the walls or defiling shrines or anything like that, because that would be the easiest way to lose good graces with his new realm.
the thing that i love the most about this is him being so barbaric, raised in a completely different way from you, taught to value different things and rule a different way—and yet he's sitting with his council (half of which are appointed men that swear loyalty to the realm regardless of who rules, and the other half being men he specifically chose and trusts) dressed in his furs and boots, scars out for all to see, and he's carefully trying to read letters and documents and negotiations, like a civil man would.
and it's not that he's changing anything about himself; he is firmly, to the core, always going to be a wild little barbarian pup—but he's grown enough to know the difference between respect and surrender. to know that he will be nothing without the support of the people, and to lose that after fighting so hard for it would be foolish.
he's very different than you expected, than you were ever taught to expect; your shared bed is too soft for him and he tosses and turns all night and gets up before the sun rises; he cooks, and you've found him fiddling around in the kitchen on more than one occasion; he values your opinion on a multitude of matters, and speaks to you more about politics than your father ever did.
you were told that he'd ravage you in the dirt, dripping sweat and the blood of your people, but—he hasn't laid a hand on you, hardly speaks to you unless it's absolutely necessary. you can almost feel it, though, sitting in his throat when you're across from him at the dinner table, or when he sits at the edge of the bed and looks back at you over his shoulder.
everything he does is so careful, thought out, and you think he might be doing the same with you, too. not barging in or breaking down doors, but waiting, patiently, for you to open up your heart to him.
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petit-monsieur-pain · 18 days
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Oh hey its been a hot second since I last posted.
I swear I'm alive. Unfortunately. Anyways have lazy art of Dimentio because I hate him.
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sylenth-l · 4 months
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Deeper
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valcaine · 3 months
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I forgot to post this here whoops
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year
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Spice is the variety of life!
[First] Prev <--> Next
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glove23 · 1 year
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d20: yeah this is the horror season
everyone: yeah cool love that
d20: -horrors beyond comprehension happen-
everyone: UM? EXCUSE ME? EXCUSE ME??
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shortnotsweet · 6 months
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In a Week by Hozier ft. Karen Cowley
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“The raven is death, obviously. When I die, I want a good tombstone—something right spooky. LT’s got something against the underground, though you’d think that would be just his kind of place. That’s alright. He needs to, he can cremate me. It’s not exactly Catholic, and Mam would turn in her grave, but God is a unicorn and no one is pure anymore, so. What’s all that got to do with me?”
Johnny “Soap” McTavish has a journal. Had. It is his no longer.
Simon “Ghost” Riley had dreams—awful ones, the kind that sank claws into his lungs, dragged him into sleep, and then sent him careening out of it. He still has dreams, but they’re different, now. Better. Johnny’s pages have folded themselves under his eyes and gotten into his head, brighter and more infectious than anything else has ever been. It’s more than the past, that rotting carcass behind him, and more than now. Now is nothing. Now is ash. It’s like, it’s like—blinding, is what it is. He’s a blind man.
It is biblical now. Ghost has read it backward and forward and sideways and inside out. When he runs out of things to read, he reads them again, and when that is not enough, he reads between the lines.
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xuxudio · 5 months
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successfully choosing the most doomed ship in any media since 1999
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