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schnubi · 19 days
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cruel love;
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chrollohearttags · 3 months
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meg baby, I promise we’ll all look the other way if you decide to strangle that chimera ant built bitch. I promise we won’t say nothing.
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stil-lindigo · 9 months
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ashes to ashes.
a short comic about the day Ash was born.
Ash's story
Red and Wolf's story
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all my other comics
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lobotomyladylives · 5 months
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the jodi arias/travis whoever murder was truly the ultimate fuck around and find out situation, like...ok so you're gonna willingly continue to associate with a woman you know is mentally ill and obsessed with you just so that you can have degrading sex with her while also constantly insulting and ridiculing her to your friends behind her back? stringing her along w/the hope of a serious relationship, while you really just think of her as an object for you to fuck & then discard with no consequences? lol. bet. hope you like being stabbed 37 times
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paper-ish · 2 years
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/ tw blood
yor + twilight’s suit + that one charlotte rampling pose
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anxiouspotatorants · 8 months
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Mabel and Theo: *being friends, bantering, giving emotional support, helping each other with tasks, playfully touching each other and smiling and laughing like idiots*
Oscar, Zoe and Tim (and Tobert probably): are you serious? Right in front of our salads?
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you cant trust men to do true crime because they will call women bitches and make every case out to be a womans fault somehow
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leupagus · 28 days
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Team Stark, Team Targaryen, Team Black, Team Green, whatever. I'm on Team Let Shireen Have Nice things
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Sansa's horse's name was Ninny; he had one blue eye and one brown, which Northerners thought was lucky.
"More likely means he's deaf in one ear," Father remarked. Ninny's ears, which seemed to hear well enough, flattened and he nipped at Father's horse. (If it had a name, Father either hadn't asked or didn't want to tell her, since he'd ignored her question when they'd first mounted.)
"I think he feels insulted, Your Grace," Sansa remarked, pulling Ninny's head back around and settling her arms more comfortably around Shireen's waist. She'd been kind to let Shireen ride with her, since most of the Northern horses were needed to carry two or even three soldiers apiece, along with whatever equipment they could drag out of the snows. Mother and Lady Melisandre had chosen to ride two of the surviving Southern horses, but Mother had said there wasn't room on hers for both of them.
So instead of riding in the back of the train, Shireen was next to Father near the front, just behind the beautiful banners that snapped and curled in the breeze. It was still bitterly cold, but Sansa's cloak was warm wrapped round them both and she had even brought a pair of Northern boots for Shireen, with the fur thickly lined on the inside. Only the right side of her face was chilled, tears pricking at her eye. Sansa said they would make camp late tomorrow at this pace; her stormseer had promised them blue skies and clear nights. Shireen had hoped this would make Father — not happy, since she had only rarely seen him so, and never since Uncle Robert had died — but less unhappy.
Instead, it had turned him surly, the sort he only got when he had been frightened about something. He had been like this once when she had gone sailing with Devan in his little skiff and it had capsized, sending them laughing into the calm waters of the western bay. They had managed to swim toward land, pushing the hull of the boat before them, and had found Father and Ser Davos wading out to retrieve them. Davos helped Devan drag the boat in, laughing all the while, but Father had picked her up and carried her to shore, holding her so tightly she could feel her bones creak. "Get to your rooms and change," he'd ordered, all but dropping her to the stony beach, and for the rest of the day had scowled and muttered whenever she'd spoken.
She could not think why he was acting this way now, but she had long since given up trying to coax him out of his sulks the way she could Ser Davos. Instead she asked Sansa more questions — about the Wolfswood, where she and her army had hidden themselves, and about the Goldgrass Coldblood horses that Northerners rode.
"Not just Goldgrasses," said Sansa. "The mountain clans breed and ride their Breakstone Garrons, which are even better than the Coldbloods when it comes to surviving the winters. They're more like goats than horses — they eat like goats, too," she added with a wrinkle to her nose. "The other day, a Garron managed to open Lord Flint's saddlebags and ate his linen smallclothes."
Shireen covered her mouth to hold in her giggle, but Father had dropped behind them to speak with Davos a few lengths behind. "Was Lord Flint very cross?"
"Oh, yes, but you can't throw a horse into the stocks, even if he does eat your underthings."
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aardvaark · 2 years
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obsessed w the episode of Bones where they’re telling some wealthy lady with a mini pomeranian that her ex husband is dead and she starts crying and instead of offering any kind of comfort, brennan just takes the dog off her and happily exclaims (and this is verbatim) "he’s so compact!!"
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bonefall · 5 months
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do you ever worry your own writing might come off as misogynistic though? it seems deceptively easy
When you have anxiety, PTSD, OCD, or multiple of these things, every move you make is something you will self-doubt. It can become endless if you let it, and you can be frozen by absolute indescision.
Embrace the void and reach enlightenment with me; There are many ways to read a story, and no writer can pre-empt every possible interpretation. Not even myself.
If they think my work comes across as misogynistic? Let them. Salty amoebas are often wrong on the internet, but the block button and xkit are beautiful transwomen who are also my friends.
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atroquinine-my-love · 11 months
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happy pride to german lawyers ONLY
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earlgodwin · 19 days
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unpopular opinion: i know most of the show fans find ursula bonadeo annoying and dislike her character because cesare projected lucrezia onto her and used her as a substitute. but after many rewatches, i grew to like her. she's very pretty, and she was very sweet to lucrezia while helping her with giving birth. i feel sorry for her because she's a noble young woman who spent her life trapped with an abusive husband who beats her. and when she thought she finally found this handsome, honorable savior who could free her (even though she was indecisive about him, which i don't blame her because women back in that era didn't have many choices, and her husband would probably kill her if he found out about her and cesare), he turned out to be unhinged, as he seduces her, and manipulates her while being lustfully obsessive over her. so, she was rightfully terrified and frustrated by cesare because he eventually assaulted her and dragged her around while forcing himself on her because she didn't exactly look like the perfect image (mirror of his sister) in his head after she cut her hair. then she got a very brutal end at the hands of the french army, raping her and mutilating her. she lived most of her life being tormented by cruel men. her character makes me so sad thinking about the women who were mistreated and killed by their abusive partners and were lost and forgotten to time because of the patriarchal system since it is beyond horrible towards women.
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etheral-moon · 8 days
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I'm just a girl... <3
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Maybe Gem is our new harbinger. She’s never been the boogeyman, the only one of the group who hasn’t ever seen it and she gets infected with a mutated version of the curse. This time, it spreads. And she takes the role of parasitic host and army general with glee. Look at the destruction she caused, there are no green names left when they used to be the majority. There are multiple reds after they all nearly died. Three were spared, one who defied the boogeyman and two who’ve never been cursed with it. This was Gem’s doing. She’s to be feared
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kaguyass-houraisan · 1 month
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1930s Murder Mystery Au concept…
And now the rest !!
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Beautiful socialite who was kicked out her family and proceeds to accidentally terrorize society and doesn’t know she belongs in witness protection
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The original concepts made in class ^
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Something old lady
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