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The busgoers, a painting about Saskatchewan, inspired by the work of Sylvia Ziemann

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i'm literally begging anyone who likes animating to make a locked tomb animatic to any of the following songs bc the locked tomb deserves to headbanged to

Bodies by Drowning Pool

Harrowhark by Planepacked

It's Over by Gezebelle Gaburgably

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starting a collection

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"She's the queen bee" umm okay, but did she even eat the royal jelly as a larva? Words mean something, you know.

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I want the Inuit on this website who feel that they are ignored and alone in this issue to know that I learned about your hunting practices, grocery prices and the pain caused by ignorant activists who don’t know the difference between Canadian and Inuit seal hunting in my southern school. I was taught about the hunger and the online threats and the cultural erasure. I know it does not mean much, but with the next generation of Canadian who could not avoid being educated about the first peoples here I hope you will not be burdened by being isolated in your knowledge anymore.

Inuits in the Arctic can survive perfectly on a plant based diet 😤

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Sulu holding stupid space dog

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Stuck.

(it’s 2am, and according to your therapist, you have “a whopping case of ADHD”

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built different (too sensitive to survive)

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NtN spoilers!

the reveal that Alecto is Earth’s resurrection beast has me reeling. I wondered why, if the ghosts of planets killed to built the nine, the Earth was never specially mentioned. Fuck, oh boy.

from the very first chapter of GtN, what stood out to me about the world it was setting up was the worship and prioritization of death. I learned that Gideon was a serf, and that death was celebrated and skeletons did the menial labour, and I knew that I would not get along with their Emperor Undying. Death is convenient, valuable, sacred. Death serves Gid. Life has no importance in the ninth house. There is no trace of our Earth there, no green things, no one who would mourn them. In all of the houses, thalergy is an occasional necessity and frequent inconvenience. The true source of life, not God’s power over death, means nothing to any of his children.

Harrow is the perfect child of the ninth, the perfect student of the Necrolord Prime. She embraces secrets, and darkness, and coldness, and the sanctity of death. She accepts the conventional teachings of necromancy diligently and unquestioningly. She was made to serve him through horrible, indiscriminate sacrifice of innocent life for the sake of power to feed a perverted universe fuelled by guilt and a tyrannical scale of value. She is everything that John’s empire is, and he and I both believed she did not belong to the Earth anymore.

then she goes against everything she had been taught, chooses survival despite her intentions, chooses curiosity, and she finds the world that was ruined just like she believes she was, without either of their consent, to the detriment of both of their sanity. Harrowhark, the cold, colourless, skeletal, bone-crazed student of death and daughter of genocide looked at the source of life and adored her. And when Alecto was removed from her anger and the pain of her body and became Nona, she looked at Harrow’s face and found her beautiful too. Nothing could stop them from loving each other, even if they din’t really understand how to love anything else anymore, and that is a fucking statement, and it could not be more satisfying.

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why is this harrowhark nonagesimus

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My sister lets me say anything at this point we are so on the same wavelength I said "peahens are the beige hijab girl of the bird world" and she just nodded thoughtfully like that was a really good point

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why do I always feel like somebody’s watching me