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"Fealty," a follow-up to this illustration: 👀

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Jane Austen vibessss

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"save me, substance abuse!" i cry. before you can moralize to me about the dangers of addiction, a noble and powerful steed gallops into the room - my horse whom i have named "substance abuse". you learn an important lesson about making assumptions. i snort a line off its back

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girl who develops a god complex and changes her pronouns from she/her to She/Her

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i like the term "sworn enemies" it's like marriage vows but evil

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smoking is bad. unless yuo do it for gay sex reasons. then its good

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three person poly relationship made up of two people who are already dating trying to coax someone with horrific self worth issues into a loving relationship. stray cat style

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chastity for a vampire

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What 5 things do you like in a girl?

I was told that “each of my fingers” is too vulgar of a response

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Unethical polyamory not in the sense that the partners aren't consenting to multiple relationships but in the sense that they kill people as a group

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i know this straight guy who has like five straight (?) male friends that all make jokes about wanting to fuck him so often that it’s not even a joke anymore, they like fight over who he thinks is hotter and shit. and one time i mentioned his harem to him and his eyes got big and he was like i have a what? and i was like your harem of men and he deflated and was like oh yeah i thought you meant like a harem of women haha *dreamy sigh* women. and i just can’t get this fucking image out of my head of like. a straight guy with fifty male lovers but all he wants is a girlfriend

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I love a character raised to be a weapon as much as the next guy. But what really gets me is a character raised to be a shield. Who can’t fathom being needed—or even being wanted— beyond keeping others safe. Who believe they are alive only to insure someone doesn’t die. no matter the cost. Characters who self-sacrifice not because they think they deserve it, but because no one else does deserve it, and it’s their job to protect.

Characters who’ve been told that’s why your important. Your worth something because this other person/ thing is important, and you are here solely to keep them safe.

Bonus points if it’s not a legitimate job they’ve been given. Maybe at one point it was, but now that they are free from it, they haven’t given up that mentality. No one is forcing or asking them to do this, but they need to. They need to in order to be deserving.

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drinking blood is not about the blood it's about the biting it's about the drinking it's about the closeness of it all. but it's also a little bit about the blood

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Phone Booth

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She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of—to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others.

Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse

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being naked with your friends is really good for you. it doesn't have to be anything sexual even just like. go to a nude beach together. run through the sprinkler in ur yard giggling like you haven't since childhood. sit in a hot tub together with some drinks and bask in the hedonistic pleasure. have a diy spa day where you give each other massages, a bubble bath, a manicure. help wash each other's hair after a long day. check each other for ticks after a hike. lounge around naked when it's too humid and hot for clothes. take turns posing for figure drawing. play dress-up together. show each other ur butts and hype each other up about how hot and cute you are. do naked yoga. have a water balloon fight. do photoshoots of each other. help ur bestie take some great nudes. cuddle into each other's tits for a nap. it will heal you

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bumping your OCs ages up every few years because they’re starting to feel like infants to you. reblog if you agree.