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lesbonym · 6 days ago
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★ Ugh, I hate Christmas, bleghhh
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shadow1z · 1 year ago
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Another Link doodle to get back in the groove :)
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madame-mongoose · 11 months ago
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big robot save me.. big fat robot...
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chaotic-tired-bastard · 1 year ago
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The Death of Fire Lord Sozin
Sozin was 16 when he first died. He was 16 when his other half, the matching piece of his heart was torn away, leaving a large, ugly wound to fester and rot. That night, the wound bled and bled and bled until there was nothing left to give. Sozin had laid on a red silk bedsheet, red like fire, red like blood, and died.
Sozin was 20 when he died again. He stood and watched the Fire Sages cremate his father, his robes the pure white colour of nothingness. His mother stood beside him, tears travelling down her cheeks in thin rivulets, not too loud or ugly. A proud Fire Lady outliving her husband. A proud Prince ascending to the throne. At his coronation, when he stood with his father's crown heavy on his head, the nothingness swallowed everything within him and he died again.
Sozin didn't remember exactly how old he had been when he died for the third time. It was sometime late at night, just before or on his 23rd birthday, when his mother collapsed. Her heart had given out, they said. Her body was cool when he was finally allowed to see her. He held her stiff, cold, grey hand and wept bitterly. The Fire Lord, reduced to a little boy at the death of his mother. He died with her.
And then Sozin died again. And again. And again. Over and over and over again, suffering, bleeding, burning by the words of one man. The man he had first died for, the man who held the other half of his heart, the man who had torn him in two. The man who had kissed someone else and bowed to the gods with her. The man who had broken Sozin again and again. The man who, when he finally offered his part of a heart that wasn't his back, had nowhere left to fit it. The man who had died enwreathed in fire and flames. The man Sozin had killed, and the man who had killed Sozin in return.
When Sozin finally died for the last time, there was nothing left of his heart to break or wound or burn. He had died too many times before.
There was nothing.
He was nothing.
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doginprogress · 1 year ago
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No fresh groomed tansy today. Out of spoons after finding a (probably harmless bug bite) lump on Ponzi and Azula’s groom being much more involved than I was expecting. Tansy was moved to tomorrows docket, but he should be the last one that has to be done before coursing this weekend.
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bittersweet-zarzamora · 2 months ago
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hell i was so happy and this fucked up my mood lol
i still have a bit of hope that they don't know the full meaning of that flag but oh well, people can be good people can be bad
i just hope they learn and change for the better
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juniperhillpatient · 1 year ago
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it is direly important for me to go to the bank & deposit this check at the atm like it HAS to be done before tomorrow but HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET UP?
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hello? my special princess is sleebing? it’s illegal for me to disturb her ?
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pastelphoenixpaws · 6 months ago
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Blehh, bad body day. Boobs too big. Not medically, just sensory. But a reduction not for medical reasons would be like thousands of dollars, and a big step.
In the meantime they're too big to be comfy, a binder gives me really prominent underarm lumps that are visible under a shirt unless it's really baggy, and I don't fit a cute top from old navy anymore that I wanted to wear.
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sniff-sniff-sniff · 1 year ago
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Becky is literally terrifying. Idk how Sam hasn’t thrown hands with her yet.
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kaisollisto · 11 months ago
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me: hmmmm feeling kind of restless,,,,
also me: doing non stop art for 4 hours
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navysealt4t · 1 year ago
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almost 9 pm on the dot . perfect timing . don’t trust ur thoughts after 9 pm
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madame-mongoose · 1 year ago
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Gonna be honest I am not feelin it today
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orionnotpax · 1 year ago
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hrhhrhrhgrg i crave drawing but im so much further along in the process in my head than i am in reality and GOD just thinking about the energy it’d take to get to that point makes me want to melt into a pile of goo
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tinylilvalery · 2 years ago
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Succession fans fr have the SHORTEST memories jfc. I can't wait for this show to end so only real fans remain. Real fans meaning the peeps that actually know the source material through and through rather then just people who have prolly only watched each season once and are mainly watching it to be part of the social media hype - and when the social media hype passes they'll move on and forget. Can't wait.
I miss the fandom from the season 2 era.
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porcelainchrist · 18 days ago
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chaotic-pulsar · 2 months ago
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I was going to cook something at 10pm WHY must I have a headache ughhhhh
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