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somecunttookmyurl · 2 years ago
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i trusted rhys to make the morning coffee ONE TIME bc i am tired and he made me a matcha latte
as in. a latte. with coffee. a caffe latte. but with matcha flavoured syrup in it.
he thought that was what a matcha latte was. i did not ask for a matcha latte.
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gorgo4ne · 4 months ago
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"Useless ray of goddamn sunshine. You could have taught an old fool like me a lot."
Referenced Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan (1885)
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heyybeach · 7 months ago
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Growing up is actually just enjoying the exact same things you enjoyed at 14 years old, but in a more gay way
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shepscapades · 1 month ago
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Realized I haven’t posted anything other than dbhc angst lately, so here’s a small collection of silly and sweet things as an offering to balance out the angst :]
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itslilacokay · 3 months ago
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new group activity: period cramp transferring (based off convo with @cyanvalour)
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eileenwdj · 11 months ago
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even his dead flesh was loved so tenderly
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chrispineofficial · 11 months ago
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happy “et tu brute” to all who celebrate
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silverquillsideas · 6 months ago
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in the palm of your hands
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barnespls · 5 months ago
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Aventio drawing I did back in June but I been too shy to post.
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70sscifiart · 10 months ago
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Craig Nelson’s 1988 Crime Zone poster
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O, Icarus.
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O, my Icarus...
Stanford is desperate. He has tried every method possible to try and rid himself of Bill, and he's got nothing to show for all his efforts but more scars and less sleep.
His head is killing him. Another consequence of his many attempts to just live. Yes. He yearned to live, because he was dying. Dying in the hands of his own muse. Was it so wrong of him to want to live? To fear death? Perhaps Stanford was selfish; a hypocrite, to avoid the same death that had so soon and so unfairly claimed his friend and his brother, but he was only a man.
Stanford knew he didn't stitch his wound right, he could feel it. He could feel the cold nails and bolts dig into his head; his scalp pulled taught over his newly metal plated skull to cover the holes. He felt something rattle when he moved. Perhaps he should have welded the metal plate into his head instead.
Project Mentem did not react well to his open skull and neither did the poorly screwed metal plate in his head.
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tinartss · 8 months ago
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lads on tour!
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m-kyunie · 1 month ago
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ot3 agenda loyally luckyyy 🎲🍀
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persicipen · 2 months ago
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everyone should get a selfship art with this as a reference
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violecov · 2 months ago
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((Finwe and Feanor (and baby Nolo) go on a long walk)).
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This took me way longer than expected :00 . Anyway, here is a slightly ~Winter~ themed story.
Hope you guys like it!!
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lmadsadness · 4 months ago
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Shockwave. PLEASE get sleep omfg
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