#BUT HOLLY SHIT
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angstandhappiness · 2 years ago
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Nice
ONCE AGAIN LMK FANDOM WAKE UP
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AND LOOK AT THIS HOLY SHIT
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bellzsad · 9 months ago
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i hate how the cruel prince was marketed by readers on booktok as an enemies to lovers romance book because the romance was such a little part of it. it’s a subplot. the main focus of the book is on the politics of the fantasy world, and people end up disliking the book simply because they read it for the romance that they were told they’d receive.
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beaudesoleil · 3 months ago
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tfw ur queerplatonic girlfriend gets murked....oopsies..
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lesbianjudasiscariot · 2 years ago
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He Made Me In His Image
The Woman Destroyed - Simone de Beauvoir / Seventeen Going Under - Sam Fender / The Cruel Prince - Holly Black / Swan - Nicole Dollanganger / Elektra - Sophokles tr. Anne Carson / Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain
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pricknim · 9 months ago
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friendship is magic
(ref under the cut)
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murasaki-cha · 16 days ago
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Wow book artists are FEEDING me these days!!!!
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Credit goes to:
@frostbite.studios for Jurdan
@palinlineart for AlizehCyrus
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ghostyclay · 7 months ago
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Wait. Wait. Now hold on.
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IS... IS THAT THE REASON HIS SKIN LOOKED SO FAMILIAR???
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ao-ihinata · 4 months ago
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Jude and Cardan : expressing their love for each other ( at different times )
Also Jude and Cardan : this is horrible !! why would you do this to me ?!
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sylveaugust · 29 days ago
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These people just got me feeling some emotions that I cannot even begin to describe
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thejudeduarte · 6 months ago
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Jude would definitely be the type of person to watch action movies and talk about how unrealistic all the fighting is
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transthatfag · 1 year ago
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I think more irreparable damage in horror. I think. the horror of never being the same person you once were and have to live with it. I think. the forcible change into something horrific that will haunt you for life. or. the forcing of immortality in confinement. I think. the inability to die. I think. the stitching and sewing that will kill you if you try to rip apart. that’s what I think.
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creme-meme · 1 year ago
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it’s very funny to me that Dylan Hollis is exactly the type of man who a grandmother would LOVE. like traditionally speaking she would kill to have her granddaughter bring him back as her boyfriend
but alas. it’ll be her grandson.
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hollypies · 7 months ago
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Zonai Link au ref sheets!!!!
Basically when Link was placed in the Shrine of Resurrection the shrine's settings were set to Zonai! The Sheikah had built over the original shrine, improving upon the ancient technology left behind. Unfortunately when most of the technology was buried so was the knowledge of the shrines true capabilities.
So basically the Shrine is given an injured Hylian, but since it's settings are set to Zonai the Shrine freaks out like "Oh my goddess this zonai is absolutely fucked up 💀" and spends the next 100 years 'fixing' Link.
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henrysglock · 6 months ago
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the rainbows. the violin. ALL THE YELLOW!!!!
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lord we are REALLY in it now.
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jaubaius · 2 years ago
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Witchcraft
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candelias · 1 year ago
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Maybe you'd like to read the first part
It was cold, that's the first thing they noticed.
They could barely see it for a moment before the creature looked down, towards its sacrifice, and froze solid. The green light in its eyes had surged like a wildfire, spreading and engulfing the entire cave, forcing silence upon them and replacing it with eerie shrill murmurs indignation whispers static. It had been moments of pure agony for all their senses, but eventually, it had subsided enough to lower the arms that covered their eyes and ears. It was cold. They could see their breath in the air around them, the walls claimed by bluish-green ice, tiny snowflakes falling slowly to the ground. The heroes' capes swayed gently in a breeze that was nonexistent before. The chanting had ceased, that was the second thing Robin noticed a split second later, dazed. Looking towards where his grandfather had been moments ago, now occupied by a massive pillar of the same ice that covered the walls. Only this one was darker, murky in a way that spoke of how contaminated what it contained was. A few feet off the ground in the center of the pillar, with eyes wide open and a grimace expressing the deepest terror, his grandfather lay.
It was cold, and Damian couldn't see his baba Richard anywhere.
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