#but also soooo soft
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itsallaboutbl · 9 days ago
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Wanna be my boyfriend?
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fox-guardian · 1 month ago
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[ID: Two digital drawing of Colin Becher from The Magnus Protocol wearing his own official Knock Thrice merchandise. He is a skinny white man with long, light brown hair cut short on top and scruffy facial hair and body hair, and large blue eyes with dark eyebags. He is wearing rectangular glasses with yellow lenses, silver stud earrings, and blue jeans with brown knee patches, and the Knock Thrice Colin crewneck sweatshirt and matching ball cap. The cap has a gray base and darker blue brim and a glitchy computer patch on the front, and the sweatshirt is a light brown with one yellow sleeve and one red, and the same computer patch as the hat on one side of the chest. The yellow sleeve has "Property of: C. Becher" sewn into it near the cuff.
The first drawing is from the knees up, showing him standing with one fist balled and his other hand holding a red apple with a bite taken out of it. His hair is in a high ponytail through the hat, and his hair almost reaches his knees. He is looking intensely off to the side, chewing.
The second drawing is from the waist up and shows him holding the hat while sewing his name into the side of it, biting the thread to cut it with his head tilted back. His hair is tied into a low bun and he looks at the needle, slightly frustrated. end ID]
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had to draw colin in his own merch. ball cap colin is not a thought i'd had before but i Do like it (though i probably won't draw it much. let that receding hairline shine babygirl)
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dubaipenthouseupdates · 6 months ago
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Louis & Armand • Do you know what it means to be Loved by Death
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tequiilasunriise · 11 months ago
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Me when I go to the Monster Ball in a lesbian flag of a skirt (love me) and dye my hair the main color of this girl I used to fight with because of my mom’s pressuring influence (love me love me) and now I share soft looks with her, this girl who has led me to softness with open hands and gentle smiles (love me love me love me) and she’s just a friend but in that weird aching way that leaves my heart sore and teeth hurting (love me love me love me love me-) and good gods is this what it feels like to be accepted? To be known?
(love me love me love me love me please just please it’s all I’ll ask)
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droboogie · 4 days ago
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john lennon, 13 february 1975
I was laying in bed listening to Scott Muni on WNEW FM in NYC when a very famous voice came on. It was Dr Winston o Boogie plugging his new Rock n Roll album. I got dressed warm as it was cold with some snow flurrys. I took 2 buses and 2 trains and arrived about 4:30 at the studio at 47th st and 5 th Ave. I went up to the studio saw John with Scott in the booth and I was asked if I worked there I told them no I didn't and was asked to wait in the lobby. After abought 1/2 hour John came down with a young lady who I swear was May. When John got off the elevator he took his time signing and talking with everyone. I managed to get a picture signed and while he was signing the pen ran out so he asked if I had another.  I  had to borrow a pen from the person standing next to me. I was thrilled that day as I  was meeting my idol john Lennon but my hands were shaking. (x)
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shima-draws · 1 year ago
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My brain: Haha yeah I dunno if I’ll ever get into One Piece I mean it’s so long and such a huge dedication timewise—
Me, already 13 episodes in: Um. Well,
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caecia · 1 year ago
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lazy sunday afternoons
[id: digital illustration of kurapika and leorio. they are holding each other's hands, kurapika sitting on leorio's lap, looking at each other. kurapika wears a white shirt with black shorts while leorio wears a green shirt. there is an open window with the sun that shines near them. they are sitting on a blue mattress, next to a beige nightstand with a green lamp and black alarm clock. there are kurapika and leorio plushies tucked in next to them. the wall behind them is beige as well. end id]. id by @violeaes
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ambafaerie · 1 year ago
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The reality of Betty and Simon’s romance vs how Simon recounted it from his memories vs the final state of their relationship can be identified by how Betty is positioned next to Simon. In reality she was below him, in Simon’s memories she was on equal footing with him, and in the end she stood above him.
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repressedqueen · 3 months ago
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Sleepy Lou Manifesting!!!™
ah... he is too cute for this world
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spaceratprodigy · 10 months ago
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(palette challenge) PINK LEMONADE OR WATERMELON FOR DELIRIS ⁉️⁉️⁉️
@oldworldwidgets — [ palette prompts ]
WATERMELON LEMONADE DELIRIS 💖💚
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flowerflamestars · 10 months ago
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Haunted Holy & Divine snippet
“When you torture people,” Nesta said, flatly. “For whatever it is they’ve done. They throw them in the dark and they throw them to you.” There had never been a choice. Azriel was the bastard son of an Illyrian lord. There was only blood, for him. It would have been swords and battlefields. A lifetime of war. Killing his own, when the disobeyed. Crippling his own, when they dreamt of more. Azriel’s hands would have always had to do the work- for Rhain, for Shahar, for Rhysand. It was no small thing that had made him what he was, but it was no choice either. “I mean you no harm,” Azriel settled on saying, nearly soundless. Colorless, as the deepening shadow, his many many forebears in Night’s unholy work crowding close in cold comfort. It was no physical nearness, but Nesta’s eyes flickered up, following what was not light like a moth. “What is the point in hurting them,” she huffed. “What is the point, when you?” She made a vast slashing gesture toward him, lingering enough Azriel could not reign in the shadows that slipped, trying to coil around her aching wrist in support. “You don’t need a knife to know.” No, he didn’t. And the first century of his work for the throne, Truthteller had been nothing but a friend, a mark of respect: Azriel might carry of sword at times, might have survived training, but he would never carry a blessed blade of his people. So Rhain had made him one. Starsteel did not bend for High Fae hands, but it had melted. Become something better, worse, beneath Azriel’s young, unfettered grip. “I don’t.” Azriel admittedly, softly. “I do not choose what my High Lord asks of me.”
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fairyroses · 1 year ago
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requested by @lexkent: the scene in "Shattered" where Lana sees Lex on the ground in the stable sitting curled into himself, and she looks anguished to see him in such a state, and she's so kind and compassionate to him
+ bonus Lana, after literally almost dying:
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wuntrum · 2 years ago
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this carrie shirt from fright rags...
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theladyyavilee · 11 months ago
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and all of the steps that led me to you and all of the hell I had to walk through but I wouldn’t trade a day for the chance to say: my love, I’m in love with you
Christina Perri - The Words
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taegularities · 10 months ago
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🤍🫂🌹
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drawings-and-delusions · 4 months ago
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“Blue”
So i remade my first animation and added more to it
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