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skitskatdacat63 · 10 months ago
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Actually no wait Fernando's new haircut looks kinda like Napoleon, I'm okay with this actually
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Welcome back Napoleon 🙏
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labselkie · 4 months ago
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weeeee r holding hands and swinging them and frolicking
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AGATHA HARKNESS + hands
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mudwisard · 9 months ago
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my trick for getting through grad school is learning to navigate the quadrants with all their nuances
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retquits · 2 months ago
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there is something so crazy and powerful about having art of your oc that was made by anyone other than yourself. like oh my god you actually exist outside of my own brain that's WILD
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pinkiepig · 9 months ago
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I wanted to draw a cool tiger from someone’s dream 🐅
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(Link to the original poster)
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gongyussy · 7 months ago
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make men slutty again.
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haridraws · 3 months ago
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canisalbus · 8 days ago
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✦ Sanctuary ✦
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starbuck · 1 year ago
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i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’
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catmask · 1 year ago
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my mom loves to lie and like she always swears she was NEVER homophobic or anything to me as a child “i even have a gay work friend” but a really funny memory resurfaced recently where i asked if i could use birthday money i had to buy a rainbow flag when i was like ??? 7?? because i LOVED rainbows. and she said no that means something Evil and god will hate you . so what did i do. but ask my grandmom for a rainbow sweater for christmas and proceed to only wear that sweater for three years when it got cold because i didnt like the idea that god hated colors and i wanted to challenge him
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hellspawnmotel · 3 months ago
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whatever *tezuka-styles your deltarune cast*
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hinamie · 5 months ago
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mentor
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fact-dogsarehappiness · 1 year ago
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Another reason why I’m a firm believer in letting Bruce get old is because the idea of him looking and his dark haired children without his glasses on and genuinely not being able to tell them apart is unparalleled
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foreststarflaime · 29 days ago
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Sure sure romantic pairings are fine and all. But more people should perhaps consider two characters loving each other to the point of incomprehensibility. To the point that there is no simpler way in english to define or describe it than just to say those characters’ names together, joined eternally by the vague conjunction ‘and’. There’s so many types of love and dependencies and emotions in general thrown in there that you can’t tell what colors they are anymore, they’ve just joined into a giant blobby mess that’s almost black, but when you look closer glistens with more colors than there are names for. Just a thought
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adaki · 7 months ago
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Sry I’m late, I was being held in a maximum security prison on a secluded island and they had no wifi.
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novelconcepts · 9 months ago
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I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.
And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.
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