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#im gonna wing it
rexsterss · 4 months
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Jedi traitor sneaking in to see the Imperial Senator (they’re both Rebels)
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silkysquidz · 1 year
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I'm gonna do it, I've been pushed to my limit and now I can't go back... I'm gonna make a Scarecrow plush
NO ONE CAN STOP ME NOW
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pascal-oswell · 1 year
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other conundrum of posting my inferno pink on ao3 is that if i wait too much and the game releases then ill be too embarrassed to post them anymore bc probable ooc. but even if i post them now i might get embarrassed still and delete them
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cosmarrrs · 1 month
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get this boy out of the magnus institute NOW
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artofalassa · 9 months
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Happy bday, boi <3
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inkskinned · 11 months
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there are days that it is hard, and unfair, and some horrible part of me wishes i could have been born in a different world. i love being queer, i hate how others react to it. when i first came out at 15, my mom whispered: please don't say that. your life would be so much harder.
it is harder.
it is also a tuesday, walking my dog. we are both skiving off of work, and yes both of us have dyed hair and pronouns. mine is patchy - it was my first time trying bleach; i didn't have enough. theirs is a resilient toadstool green. a little girl comes up to us and asks um, excuse me? is your hair real? 'cause jason says you're a fairy.
it is sunday brunch, all of us talking over each other, overfull on love. she is trying out a new name today, and we made her a cake with today's name scrawled in shaky purple letters. she laughs so much she cries and then gets frosting in her hair. someone young at a different table keeps giving us these large, wide eyes: the same look we have all been on the other side of. the kind that says, breathless: wait, is that possible?
it is a half-fight in a supermarket because he loves "dance moms" and says abby's tiktok is funny and meanwhile i think the children in that show should be allowed to sue abby lee miller for child abuse. i tell him that it led to the casual acceptance of child harassment for mainly adult views; and then i am standing, suddenly, in someone else's thrown soda. there's a white lady standing there, furious, saying something about hell-on-earth. i had forgotten i was wearing stuff with pride colors. and then it is this: he had just been casually arguing with me - and within an instant, he squares his shoulders and goes after her like i am his sister
on saturday i sat in a circle while beca played with my hair and we were all over 30 and we laughed about how much happier we are being this old, how much more we appreciate our community. 25 minutes from now, we will be on stage to dance in baggy beige clothing, but for now we look on with envy to the dancers in loud-and-bright buttondowns. where are they getting these shirts! i cry, distraught. everyone laughs. one of our friends has a mushroom witch hat. this would have been cringey in high school, probably. instead we are all delighted with each other; happy just to be here and alive and moving
it's that last week my new friends cried with joy for me when they heard i'm getting top surgery. every so often i have the honor of being the first person someone feels comfortable enough to tell. i'm trying to make long fluttery butterfly wings to wear to pride; but i don't know anything about fabric or dye, so my friends have been sending me their personal advice.
i think in a different poem i would talk about how sometimes you walk into a room and put the mask back on. but i'm sleepy and my whole brain is fuzzy so i think in this one, it's a monday, and my dog and i took a nap on a couch, and i had missed texts from friends. i used to wake up lonely. i think this poem is about walking into a room and seeing someone and just knowing, the way you just-know-sometimes, and then giving them that little smile, and seeing them light up with joy and relief. it is how we always seem to be able to find each other in a crowded room. how we always seem to make friends with each other before even we know-it-to-be-true. it is saying: we're very different people; but i belong to you.
it is harder, yes. but it comes with a built-in family.
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falling-skyzz · 18 days
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self-defense
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kenchann · 5 months
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vacation 🐍
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weaselmcdiesel · 1 year
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WELCOME BACK!!
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girlboyburger · 3 months
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they say there's a beast up in the mountains... have you seen it?
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tatretot · 1 year
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fav fic trope #38493284932: wing go fwoof (grian’s wings subconsciously fluffing up, thus giving away when hes been flustered)
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ginooknook · 6 months
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mY FIRST EVER NIGHTWING FANART AAAAA
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soranker · 1 year
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some doodles from last week 😁🤞
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shootingstarrfish · 5 months
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some silly guys!! the silliest guys around!!!!!! :)
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franeridart · 5 months
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king doodles log
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kaogens · 7 months
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have u guys seen that one movie…… i think it was called vash’s moving castle or something
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bonus too bc i thought sophie would rock meryls outfit so well And i was right .
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