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#it hurt my heart
silkysquidz · 9 months
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*screaming in agony for more Good Omens and the ineffable husbands*
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"When Heaven ends life here on Earth, it’ll be just as dead as if Hell ended it."
I can't draw good but I wanted to try
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soulrendr · 1 year
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Life and death are always so closely intertwined, a morbid constant in one’s life. And yet it had remained, until that moment, something entirely straightforward.
You kill to survive. You kill to earn your keep. You kill because it’s what you do best, it is the only thing that gives you a facsimile of meaning to your existence.
And yet, this moment is so different. 
It’s not the act of killing that heightens your senses and makes you see movement in the shadows- The only enemies to be found exist solely in your distressed mind’s eye. 
You have never killed quietly. Subversively. You have never cared to involve yourself in courtly politics and scheming, never employed manipulation nor deceit. Never once had to justify your actions, nor hide the evidence of your brutality.
Little to no one would miss Count Julius, save for his sycophants and political allies. His death might even be cause for celebration. So, why does your heart pound so, your fingertips itch unpleasantly?
You’d agreed to this, wanted revenge against the cowardly snake who tried to poison your comrade. The so-called warrior who couldn’t be arsed to get his own hands dirtied.
Blood, a common sight, now cause for a violent roiling in your stomach. Anxiety reaches a hellish crescendo and your first instinct is to silence any and all witnesses. You must, if you are discovered, then his dream would be shattered irreparably.
You tell yourself you’ve prepared for the possibility of more casualties, but none of them had been children. None of them had stirred something painfully familiar in your soul, an old ache that never healed, witnessing a mere boy take up the sword only to be struck down in cruelty.
He’s dying. Slowly, but he was dying.
You reach out, the only thing you can offer to him in his last moments. This shaken, haunted expression and a hand unaccustomed to gentleness fumbling at his smaller, bloodied fingers. You can barely even grasp anything before he’s just... gone.
You’ve seen death in so many forms and faces, but not like this. 
Never this.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Happy Thistle Debut Day!
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hobismilitarywife · 1 year
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sentient-forest · 1 year
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#cecilsweep and Welcome to Night Vale trending #1 in 2023
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violetsandshrikes · 4 months
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A 26-year-old Kiwi is being fingered as the culprit behind the killing of Sydney’s most beloved fish.
Divers and locals alike have been left distraught after the decades-old protected blue groper was speared by a fisherman in front of beachgoers inside a marine reserve.
Kind of embarrassing, but this actually made me tear up a little. The fact that the community was so excited over a fish, something that doesn’t usually fall into the category of “charismatic species” that the public cares about, and it was so well-loved and had a name, and then died in such a sad manner?
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hinamie · 2 days
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just looking at these hand poses was enough to give me carpal tunnel and that's how u know they're prime megu material
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elitadream · 7 months
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As soon as I began receiving asks about Junior regarding my body swap concept a few days ago, I knew I wanted to add him in a short sequence. 💙
I've considered many different scenes in which he would be included, but there was one in particular that kept coming back to my mind, and it was the exact moment he would agree to safely lead Luigi to "Bowser" (aka Mario). In this specific scenario, he would be mostly oblivious to what's going on, and would thus show palpable mistrust towards Luigi at first, who he doesn't really know and hasn't yet opened up to. But upon seeing how distraught the poor man is, Junior would feel for him and let his guard down. 🤲
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the-one-who-lambs · 5 months
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Some juicy tidbits from JoJo Zhou, writer for Cult of the Lamb.
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satans-knitwear · 1 month
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What if i told u..... Tiddies. 🤔
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
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starrylevi · 4 months
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Levi doesn’t get how you find The Sims entertaining.
 “It’s a virtual dollhouse.” He tells you. “That’s what so great about it!” You retort. “Whatever floats your boat…” He mutters to himself. He says this but he makes sure you have all the sims 4 packs (there are A LOT of them). And when one is coming out, He’ll listen to you passionately explain the premise of the pack. “When it comes out, just let me know.” He’ll give you his credit card info so you can charge it as he doesn’t want you to spend any of your money.
“I made us in the Sims!” You excitedly sit in Levi’s lap with your laptop in hand.
“Hm?” Levi places his chin on the crook of your neck as his hands gently graze the sides of your thighs.
“The Sims!” You exclaim again. “Look, there’s you and there’s me…” Your finger points out each of your sims on the screen. “Oh, and we have a child together!” Levi’s eyes follow your finger as you point at the child sim. “Her name is Kuchel.”
You feel Levi tense up behind you for a moment. “Wait…what’s her name?”
“Kuchel.” You repeat, quieter this time. “Sorry, I can change her name if you don’t feel comfortable with it.” You add quickly.
Levi’s expression softens; he stays silent for a moment before speaking again. “...Can you make her?” He asks you quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Your mom?” You turn slightly so you can see his face.
He nods to confirm.
 “Of course, I'll do my best.” You tell him with a soft smile.
You ask Levi to describe her to you, his eyes filled with fondness as he recalls her features and her personality. You spend hours on the Kuchel sim, wanting her to look and be as accurate as possible.
After a few days, you show Levi the finished product in the game as you have the Kuchel sim interact with the Levi sim. You look at Levi for a brief moment while the Sims are speaking to each other. The expression on his face is hard to read. It’s a mix of pleasant surprise, awe, and sadness.
“Is it okay, is there anything I should change?” You ask him, worried you didn’t capture her likeness as you watch him study her.
He silently shakes his head. “No…she’s perfect.” 
You tell Levi he’s more than welcome to play whenever he wants. You’re surprised when he does take you up on that offer. He picks up on the mechanics quickly and soon he has the whole family (Your sim, Levi’s sim, your daughter, and Kuchel) traveling all over the world, going on adventures, and trying new things together. At one point you suggest the Levi sim and the Kuchel sim spend some time alone together and Levi does just that, taking them to coffee and tea shops, having them take walks in the park, and going to the library. As you and Levi continue to play together, you learn more about Kuchel as some of the actions in the game trigger different memories of his mother.
Levi doesn’t say it but he’s thankful for this silly little game you introduced him to because he can now have a cup of tea with his mother, even if it’s only pretend.
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nukbody · 3 months
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You left a hole where my heart should be
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tubbytarchia · 3 months
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Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light
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weevmo · 2 months
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A Pea with a side of ??? I am so wonderfully intrigued and confused by this update!! I can't wait until it all clicks -
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i saw them in the cookbook pages and Immediately thought of this meme:
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ladykeyleth · 3 months
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