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#it’s boggling my mind
sandinthepipes · 8 months
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The fact that I can wholeheartedly enjoy ofmd and good omens and appreciate the angst because I KNOW there will be a happy ending.
See, I’ve never had that. None of us queer folks have ever had that.
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mokeonn · 8 months
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decided to warm up today by drawing my favorite image of all time
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shaunashipman · 5 months
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like i know netflix doesn't care, because they're all about new subscriptions over anything else, but do they not realize they've created a self-fulfilling prophecy? they cancel shows after 1 or 2 seasons because they didn't get the instant viewership they wanted, which makes people jaded and resolve not to watch new shows from them until it's finished, or at least has several seasons under its belt, which means that their new shows doesn't get the instant viewership they wanted
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darlingod · 2 months
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Interact with this post if you would read a full length Cardan novel, I want to see how much of y’all want it
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pussypopstiel · 3 months
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Oh my god he is so special to me he doesn’t even know how special he is
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maomango-doodle · 5 months
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just wanted to let you know me and my bestie keep staring at your wolfvalley art and yelling at each other over discord because it's so good
This made my whole day and night, thank you!!! Have some more wolfvalley ^_^ (they get to be unhinged tgt)
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rosepompadour · 2 months
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If there were no girls like her in the world, there would be no poetry.
Willa Cather, My Antonia (1918)
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purrfectlycontent · 1 year
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the difference in how harukawa draws dazai then vs now:
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chichikoi · 26 days
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hiraeth.
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part II. synopsis: she watches as cassian falls for another, grappling with her own hidden affections and their newly snapped mating bond in the process. pairing: cassian x fem!reader fandom: a court of thorns and roses (book series by sarah j maas) genre: angst warnings: none a/n: house of balloons/glass table girls, this is his song... i love him. fluff part two coming up OBVIOUSLY, im not fucking ending it like this i cant do this to my #1 loverboy babygirl kitty princess beloved. @joyseuphoria hi <3
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Cassian had always been the beacon of power and resolve, with a demeanor rugged and unyielding. But beneath the surface was vulnerability, and she knew that it was written in the stars for her to remain by his side as his closest friend and confidante, never to become one to uncover that side of him.
But it didn’t make it easier. Watching him as he fell for Nesta’s every glance, every touch, every word that escaped her mouth seemed to throw him deeper and deeper into a trance. And she was fine with that, and accepted it. Accepted that she would never be the object of his softened glances, his featherlight touches, his-
Her thoughts halted as Cassian stormed into the room, frustration radiating off him in waves. She glanced up from her book, her eyes immediately catching the tension etched onto his features. Without a word, she closed her book and shifted, making room for him on the couch.
Cassian collapsed beside her, his movements rough yet familiar. He stretched out, his feet finding their place on her lap almost instinctively. Y/N didn't flinch; instead, she settled into the comfortable silence, waiting for Cassian to speak.
"It's Nesta," he finally muttered, his voice heavy with frustration. "Training with her…it was like walking on eggshells. One wrong move, and she was tearing into me with those ice-cold eyes."
She listened attentively, her gaze soft as she absorbed his words. "It was like she was always testing me," Cassian continued, his voice growing softer with each word. "Pushing me to my limits, making me question everything I thought I knew about myself."
Her fingers instinctively started to massage his feet as he spoke. It was a small gesture, one born out of years of friendship and trust. Cassian didn't protest; instead, he leaned back against the cushions, allowing the soothing touch to ease the tension from his muscles.
As the minutes stretched on, their conversation ebbed and flowed, the weight of Cassian's burdens slowly lifting with each passing moment. Y/N listened, offering words of comfort when needed, but mostly content to provide silent support.
Cassian's breathing eventually evened out, his body relaxing against the cushions. Y/N glanced down to find him fast asleep, his features softened by the serenity of slumber. She smiled softly, her heart swelling with affection.
Suddenly, chains, bolts, and locks shifted, loosening, their weight growing just a little more tolerable. A soul peeked through. Broken, scarred, and trembling — with fear, she realized, but it stretched further and further. Yearning, searching.
It was as though a tether had snapped into place, an invisible thread binding her to Cassian in a way she had never felt before. Confusion flickered as she processed the intensity of the connection, the undeniable pull drawing her closer to him.
She was aware that this was not happening in the slightest. A mind trick. A dream, she thought. betraying once, the jolt of real-time that pushed through her. Burning her cheeks and stealing her breath. How the waking world slipped past the knobby parts of her fingers like a whisper, barely there, because dreaming was just a fancier word for getting lost. It held her there, suspended in imagination and for every second, it felt real. Like she could grasp the outlines and the textures. Like she could touch the weather, drink the clouds, and taste the sunlight.
The gods who had her in a chokehold withdrew.
Death feared her too, it seemed.
He was soaring in the air, and she was on the ground. She tried to reach him but he was far, far out of her reach. Seconds ticked by, and then minutes, and every thought that tried to sneak its way in, through this thick veil, bounced off and dissipated into thin air.
Because she then remembered… that beautiful things shouldn’t be broken. And she had a knack for breaking things.
The soft rays of dawn streamed through the windows of the House of Wind, casting a warm glow over the sitting room where she and Cassian had fallen asleep. As she stirred from her slumber, she found herself alone on the couch, the imprint of Cassian's presence still lingering in the air. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, her mind foggy with the remnants of… dreams? Visions? She felt as though the very fabric of her existence had been torn asunder, leaving her adrift in a sea of uncertainty, but when has that ever stopped her?
So she stood on the ground and longed.
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part II here >>
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spooksier · 2 months
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watched hazbin hotel with friends last weekend and oh my god guys i could feel it turning me into a reactionary conservative ive never gotten so pissed off at a piece of media before. free all those voice actors from their chains.
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comradekatara · 1 month
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i can’t believe i even have to say this, but the only good choices natla made were 1) casting danny pudi 2) casting ken leung and 3) having zuko keep a gayass diary that aang, nosy little busybody that he is, steals from his bedroom and then proceeds to read cover to cover. every other decision they made was mediocre at BEST and downright APPALLING most of the time.
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me-me-monkey · 2 months
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beelzebub has the design that bothers me the most out of any other character in both helluva boss AND hazbin hotel... i actually like most of vivzie's designs >_>;
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she's simultaneously drunk and high 24/7 and babies the hellhounds constantly. i love her. didn't even mean to do this when i was designing her, but her hair looks like cotton candy, so i'm saying that it was definitely 100% on purpose and a reference to her song!!!!
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elitadream · 2 months
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Sorry you've been feeling poorly. Hope you feel better soon ❤️‍🩹
MY HEART. WHY, YOU INSANELY TALENTED AND CONSIDERATE HUMAN BEING-!!
Brb. Gotta go lie down and cry. (;﹏;)
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communistkenobi · 2 months
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the more I read about contemporary homophobic laws globally the more it becomes apparent that there is basically a 1:1 direct relationship between whether a country was under historic British rule and how many anti-sodomy laws they currently have on the books. like I knew this in a general sense but not the staggering degree to which this was the case. and I know this probably isn’t really shocking especially given how insanely anti-trans the UK is right now but it’s kind of insane to see just how much homophobia is a comprehensively global export of the British
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Re-reading untold tales kills me every time, They Were Babies 🥺
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tastycitrus · 6 months
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thinking about how certain people at DC believed that steph and cass weren't characters who people cared about or would have long-lasting fanbases, yet when they tried to kill steph off for shock value fans were so outraged that they eventually had to walk it back and say "actually she was alive the entire time, she was just in hiding until now"
and when they tried to turn cass into a villain out of nowhere there was such an immediate backlash that they had to lie and say "we definitely have a plan here guys, don't worry" and eventually went "actually she was just brainwashed, she's back to being good now" (though cass was still hit with more bullshit afterwards)
and finally when they tried to retcon both characters out of existence with the new 52, fans complained enough that they eventually ended up writing the characters back into continuity
i dunno man, it doesn't sound like the characters had issues attracting fans. seems like the issue was something else
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