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constantlyfalling · 6 months
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Cliffs of Moher | Ireland
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marsskop · 11 months
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someone on discord sent a photo of a hoodie crop top with a phrase "not a phase" and a set of moon phases below
so i couldn’t not draw the Mournival...
the culprit in question below the cut
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wiirocku · 11 months
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1 Peter 2:25 (NLT) - Once you were like sheep    who wandered away. But now you have turned to your Shepherd,    the Guardian of your souls.
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haemosexuality · 7 months
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and if ep 8 universe marceline and bubblegum died at the same time, marceline getting staked by bonnie and bonnie having her soul sucked out by marcy, paralleling how marceline and the vampire king died at the same time her by being bitten and him by getting staked. what then.
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wikirobot · 9 months
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Did some wood turning last weekend and finally got around to applying some shellac.
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This started off as a 6x6 beam of ash, that I turned into this vase. Originally had a bit more of a lip at the top but I delved too deep and it cracked so I shortened it.
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mumblelard · 3 months
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there used to be
so many of us
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kettykika78 · 2 years
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"Turned" fanarts
Two fanarts I did in early 2021 based on "Turned" by the amazing @therealsaintscully ! Sherlock and John in the bolthole. (I hadn't uploaded them on tumblr yet O_O )
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bearlytolerant · 2 months
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“Take some aloe with you. Let me make some—to go.”
“If you insist.” She leaned against the bed while he went back to the aloe, depositing the gel into an airtight container.
“I do—insist,” he added. “Need to change your bandage tomorrow.” He handed the aloe over.
She took the container from him. This time not brushing her fingers with his. “I can change it myself.”
“Check for infection.”
“I can do that too.”
Fang sighed in exasperation. Stubborn patients were a constant that came with the job but Sage wanted to fight him on every small thing. It made no sense. “Please. Come see me—tomorrow.”
Sage folded her arms across her chest. Then pointed past him. “What is that?”
He turned, uncertain of what she was asking about. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Just some empty vials and a few herbs he needed to hang to dry. “Hmm.” He swiveled back around but Sage was already disappearing out of the clinic.
Tagging anyone who sees this answer wants to share their stuff!
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Deer turned against dogs on a hunt in the Rambouillet Forest, Yveline region of France
French vintage postcard
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wgm-beautiful-world · 7 months
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Historic house in IRAN
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turnedgirl · 8 months
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I continue to have my comic squished in quality by Tumblr, no matter how small or how many images I add. It can do one picture and that's it.
You should be able to click the image to read the whole comic on Tapas. If not, click the bolded text. My apologies!
Written by @tremendousmiraclecherryblossom
Art by @cachicabra
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panda-malfoy-93 · 1 year
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Kind of re-watching #NCIS and I did not expect #MishaCollins to appear out of nowhere??! And as a potential kidnapper?! Damn
Watched the full episode and Misha did not kidnap anyone just stole a running car of a kidnapper and didn't realise until the kidnapped person woke up- in retrospect it was such a Misha thing to do!!!
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chaotic-orphan · 1 year
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Dec. 21, prompt: fireside
Okay I’m actually really proud of this one.
@the-modern-typewriter @the-modern-typewriter-aesthetic
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Hero stood over supervillain, panting, bloodied — no doubt with bruised or cracked ribs that stung with every inhale, but they were victorious. That’s all that matters. They had stopped supervillain in their plans, and it was all thanks to Villain. Hero needed to thank them.
But the more pressing matter of supervillain at hand kept their attention.
“It’s over,” hero croaked, staring at their old mentor. The betrayal weighed down on hero’s heart, but it was too heavy to process now. They weren’t dealing with mentor on their knees in front of them, they were dealing with supervillain. The unknown puppeteer that tried to bring the city to its knees.
Mentor Supervillain tilted their head at hero, a fond smile on their face. “I’m proud of you, hero.”
“Don’t-“
“No I mean it,” me supervillain insisted, raising their hands in surrender. They got a foot under them, and hero raised their hands, palm facing mentor.
Hero’s gaze hardened to steel, their voice betraying their emotion as they choked out: “Stay down.”
“Okay, hero. Whatever you say,” Mentor said softly, touching their knee to the ground again.
Hero was exhausted. They couldn’t hold supervillain here forever, and backup was still minutes away.
They could do minutes, hero told themself. They had to keep them here. Only they could.
“You know what they call me, hero.”
It wasn’t a question.
Hero nodded.
“It’s what- why we couldn’t figure out you were supervillain this entire time… how?! How did you have two powers? Wield them at once?”
“That’s not the important question, hero. Come on, like we trained-“
“Stop it,” hero ground out, eyes flashing furious. “Stop talking to me like you’re my mentor. You betrayed me. You betrayed everything we stood for. Just stop lying to me. Better, stop talking.”
“Okay, Hero,” Supervillain said, voice turning cold. Expression colder. “I will stop talking, just allow me two more questions.”
Hero’s eyes went to the city below them. They should be hearing sirens by now. Back up. Or maybe they’re teleporting in- supervillain if they kept them talking maybe they could catch their breath.
“Fine.”
“What’s my name, Hero?”
Hero scoffed rolling their eyes. “Your name is-“
“No, no. My name.”
Hero looked at supervillain then. Relaxed and cool as anything, even defeated by hero.
“Fireside,” Hero bit out. Then they heard the sirens, and their heart leaped into their mouth.
“And why do they call me fireside hero?”
But Hero wasn’t paying attention. They turned as the sirens drew near, relief nearly making their legs give way.
Supervillain’s question ringing in their ear.
Why do they call me fireside, Hero?
Because they’re always next to a fire, never in one.
Hero didn’t have time to call out in warning when the city exploded before them, Hero got blown back by the blast, feet tumbling over head down the grassy knoll of safety that Hero and Supervillain were so conveniently waiting. They had the entire view of the city from there.
Hero had only rolled to a stop, their ears ringing when Supervillain yanked their wrists into a bruising grip and locked power dampening cuffs onto them.
Hero’s mind a fog, they tried to pull away from supervillain, but supervillain got a hand under hero’s armpit and one on the nape of their neck and dragged hero back to where they stood before.
They threw hero to their knees in front of them, and hero sagged, the world slowly returning to their muffled ears.
The screaming.
The sirens.
The exhalted laugh Supervillain gave out beside them.
The world was on fire, and all hero could do was watch. Their body wouldn’t even let them do that.
Until supervillain put a hand in hero’s hair, tugging them up to look forward.
Forcing them to look at the wreck they didn’t prevent.
The fallout they didn’t save the city from.
“Hero!” Hero blinked at the sound of their name, then Supervillain wenched their head back so they were facing supervillain, who clicked in their face twice. “You with me, hero?! Do you see the chaos you’ve caused? You and little villain, oh it was so worth seeing you think you’d won. And barely at that—“
“V- villain?” Hero said, their voice muffled even to their own ears.
Supervillain’s grin turned cruel as they stared down at hero with a furious kind of glee.
“Oh don’t worry, hero. I made sure Villain was safe too. Incapacitated, but safe. You failed. You and villain, the unstoppable duo. Maybe I should change my name, hmm? The unstoppable, has a nice ring to it doesn’t it?”
“Go fuck yourself, mentor.”
That earned hero a punch to the face, but it was worth it. Hero spat blood to the ground below them, rubbing their bloody nose on their shoulder.
“I should have expected no less,” supervillain sighed. “But it’s fine. Nothing I can’t re-teach.”
Hero looked up in questioning, before feeling the prick of a needle in their neck. They tried to stand, pull away, get away from supervillain but supervillain’s grip was like iron, holding them in place.
“Sssh, Hero. Don’t fight it. You’ll be reunited with villain soon enough.”
Those were the last words hero heard before the world turned black and swallowed them whole.
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skleznev · 5 months
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Among the worlds by evgeniya gor Via Flickr: www.instagram.com/gykavka/
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thesingingcanary · 1 year
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Peel Sessions
Scars and Memories, Number/unknown.
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yatonoryunoko · 2 months
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5 Dishes Turned Into Tiny Appetizers
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