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alex mccord real housewives of new york city scary island the beatles sgt pepper's lonely hearts club band bikini nervous breakdown

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if they had given us one (1) meaningful Rio/Agatha flashback, I would have replaced the actual dialogue with this on the spot:

anyway everyone that found episode 9 lackluster go read this pearl:

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for all the artists out there, here are my favorite resources i use to learn!

Files

The Complete Famous Artist Course

Art Books and Resources

Art, Anatomy, and Color Books

PDF Files of Art Books

Internet Archive

YouTube

My YouTube Playlist of Tutorials

How to Draw Facial Features

Drawing and Art Advice

Drawing Lessons

Art Fundamentals

Anatomy of the Human Body

2D Animation

Perspective Drawing

Websites

Pinterest Board for Poses

Another Pinterest Board for Poses

Pinterest Boards for References

Reference Angle

Figurosity

Sketch Daily

Line of Action

Human Anatomy

Animal Photo References

Humanae - Angélica Dass

Fine Art - Jimmy Nelson

Character Design References

CDR's Twitter Account

iamagco's Twitter Account

taco1704's Twitter Account

takuya_kakikata's Twitter Account

EtheringtonBro's Twitter Account

Drawabox

Color Wheel

Color Palette Cinema

Free Images and Pictures

Free Stock Photos

FILMGRAB

Screen Musings

William Nguyen Light Reference Tool

SketchFab - 3D Skeleton Model

Animation References - sakugabooru

Animation References - Bodies in Motion

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Countess Luann | The Real Housewives of New York City

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a butch is seriously life-changing butches i hope you know that. especially as a little kid.. seeing a butch out in the wild will change you forever. its like in old movies where they'd switch from black and white to color to signify transformation

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The X-Files , Christmas Carol 5x05 // Love & Hate, Michael Kiwanuka // Ghost, WILDES // Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer

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not where you’re supposed to be, for now

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GILMORE GIRLS REWATCH ↳ “There’s the Rub” (2x16)

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Oh, America, can I owe you one? Year Of The Tiger - St. Vincent / Better Call Saul (2015 - 2022)

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ibuprofen is a type of angel that can live inside a bottle in your house

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and how is agatha meant to know how to love living things when she’s only ever loved death and a child that lived on borrowed time

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No one in history has had special treatment like you.

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The windows in the cathedral are in need of a good cleaning, but the light that comes through the cells of the panes is clean enough. It feels like eyes, watching her, trailing over her skin searching for her cracks. Melissa clenches her fist and the red thread across her palm tugs, threatens to unravel. She clenches harder, digs her nails into the meat of her hand as the prayers wash over her, and she catches the thread, clings to it so tight it cuts.

(don’t) look back (please) - @the-frankenman-writes & @perigilpin

Summary: Barbara and Melissa reflect

Pairing: Barbara Howard x Melissa Schemmenti | Rating: M

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three of swords (heartbreak, sorrow, grief)

plus the lines because i still prefer the clean look of it

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And How the Witch Shall Burn

Rating: M | WC: 5K+ | AO3 Link

Summary: Post-1.04/Pre-1.05. When Agatha volunteers to find food for the coven after the events of the second trial, Rio joins her, knowing that it's damn well not about the food or the frankly uncharacteristic intent to do something kind out of the goodness of her heart.

It's about the fact that Agatha doesn't like anyone to see when she's hurting.

(But, oh, if she isn't a minefield of a thousand wounds.)

Snippet:

And Rio had hesitated long enough for Jen to capably act. It wasn’t an omission of mercy, exactly, so much as it was one of surprise—surprise that Agatha still hadn’t lost hope for her son after all this time, surprise that she was still bargaining, still desperately clinging to the impossibility of a divine miracle. It was incredibly naïve of her, Rio had thought ungenerously in the moment, probing Agatha’s face, the haunted sepulcher of it, the living ruin, with searching, dark eyes. But maybe that’s entirely my fault, she had just as gently conceded—shuddering when Agatha had buried her nose against her neck, melting even when she had cradled the back of her head like it contained some desperate, mortal wound, and they swayed together in the darkness, Death and her lonely lover, as entangled as all the surrounding trees.   I sometimes forget that you’re human.  And that you grieve and grieve and grieve.