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tyrianludaship · 7 months ago
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escespace · 27 days ago
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Leon: My king, I didn't think you would participate in today's tournament.
Arthur: I changed my mind
Leon: Didn't you say that you was to remain in the balcony to accompany the visiting Lords?
Arthur: It's a matter of honor!
Gwaine:...
Gwaine: Merlin said Lance would win
Leon: Aaaahhhhh...
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certifiedstrawberryblonde · 4 months ago
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Emily my beloved !!!
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shalom-iamcominghome · 5 months ago
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"We need more diverse queer representation!"
You cannot even handle queer jews.
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crimescrimson · 4 months ago
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Leon S. Kennedy in Resident Evil 6 (2012)
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defsiarte · 11 months ago
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I think it’s weird how hostile the art community, on Twitter especially, has become towards children as of late? Like artists that i follow one or two people in common with, I’ll go to their bio and there’ll be something saying “minors fuck off” (or something more violent like kys) and like… dude did the 🔞 emoji not suffice? I completely get not wanting to engage with children (I’m gradually reaching a point where someone follows me and I see they’re 15 or so and get Stressed™️), but that’s still a human person. Grown ass adults will have some weird hatred of kids online for the crime of being children. Something they can’t change.
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uwuwha · 4 months ago
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And oh, I wish I could hold you in my arms || but lately my body has been so afraid
A comic for @cometquest's blocktales apocalypse au! Can be interpreted either romantic or platonic. I kind of made my own story here, but you should definitely go check the au out!! His character designs are sick as hell and I've been a bit insane about them lately 🙏🙏!
Text reads: And if I knew you a little less, and my soul held a little less pride, I'd ask for you to stay safe by my side. But in my heart, I have long known what your answer would be.
Some extras below the readmore! Fair warning it's quite long
The comic without leetspeak!
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In honour of the most recent lore post
Banner says: and me I feel also not so good Griefer's saying: Dude this yogurt fucking sucks
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And my original tags condensed into incomprehensible paragraphs because there was not enough space to fit all of them underneath. Dear lord.
Genuinely I keep thinking about them oh my lord. The way in a normal world they would have never met. Wouldn't have even known eachother existed except in passing and rumors. Yet in this world where everything is falling apart Griefer and Jim are the only lifelines in their towns, do they meet even if its in voicechat. The only way Roadtown can talk to Turitopulis. And if Red lives in somewhere other than Roadtown or Blackrock, then Jim is quite literally the only way Brad can get updates on his father.
So they start talking and planning and communicating. And they communicate and they learn about eachother and they start talking more than strictly necessary and days or months or maybe years later, Griefer suddenly realizes that he's looking forward to his next conversation with Jim. He likes talking to him. He finds comfort with him. He cares a lot for Jim. A lot. Like a bird trying to rip out of his chest. Over the voice on his headphones who hes never seen before.
And if he knew Jim a little less well. If he maybe he were willing to beg a little more. He might've asked Jim to go and live in blackrock like his dad, or even go to Turitopulis to stay with him. But he knows who Jim is, and he knows who he is, and if someone had ever asked him to leave Turitopulis he would've socked them in the face. And even though he's calmer and more mellower than him, Griefer knows Jim would never think about leaving Roadtown for it to defend itself. And nobodys really manning the planes except for Jerry nowdays. So he never bothers asking.
But like a riving pounding against stone, the voices know they can't last forever and one day, maybe the voices finally got to him or maybe it was an act of self sacrifice, but Jim blows himself up. And all of the sudden Brad is left with headphones that emit static, no contact to Roadtown, and a sinking pit in his stomach. Do you see my vision here. Gripping myself.
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kingtycoon13 · 6 months ago
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yall I just had to read and see more “Gale is the token straight” “I can’t see Gale as anything but straight” type of posts and I am BEGGING this fandom and Gale fans in particular to DO BETTER and even if you romance him as a female character to SPEAK UP and AGAINST this type of bi/panphobic bullshit, because why is this still happening? It’s because heteronormativity for this character in particular is only empowering these kinds of people to say these kind of things and now make entire blogs dedicated to “debunking the all characters are pansexual” despite LARIAN SAYING ITS CANON
yes I’m angry and upset. As a gay male Galemancer I’m so sick of this constantly happening in this part of the fandom, I’m sick of having to keep making posts like this. I want to just forget about real life shit and “have fun” like all the people who can happily romance him as a lady and not have to get and see this kind of bullshit do. I’ve seriously been on the verge of leaving this fandom several times, if yall truly care about this being a fun and inclusive space I am begging yall to really speak out against shit like this when you see it, don’t tolerate bi/panphobic people and also help to boost more queer representations of Gale, maybe even do some of your own, etc. Let’s PLEASE not turn into a Dragon Age fandom 2.0
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enbysiriusblack · 11 months ago
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modern marauders would have the silliest social media usernames:
james potter- lilyevansbf
marlene mckinnon- lilyevansismywife
dorcasmeadowes- lilytheloml
remus lupin- lilyevanshusband
sirius black- lilyevansnoticeme
mary macdonald- futuremaryevans
peter pettigrew- lilyiloveyou
emmeline vance- lilyevansgf
lily evans- goingtokillmyfriends
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chloesimaginationthings · 1 year ago
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(continuation of previous ask) I looked at their blog just now and they actually might be a bot? idk tbh
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Thanks to everyone who’s brought this to my attention!
I’m pretty certain @/jyedthrry6 is a bot, they were uploading commonly reposted text posts, until somehow stumbling into lifting from my account. I think the give away to em being a bot is how they’ve reposted not just my comics, but my patreon announcement images, and images I shared on ask replies, so the same cropped images just on its own
My suggestion is just to report them for spam, cause I think it is a legit spam bot who accidentally got wind of my work 🙏🏾
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romanticatheartt · 2 months ago
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TW: r*pe
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If you don't like a character IM BEGGING YOU TO DO👏🏼 NOT👏🏼 UNDERMINE👏🏼 THEIR👏🏼 TRAUMA!!!
It wouldn't fkn hurt you to admit:
Rhysand was tortured, fucked and beaten for 49 years (his fkn words)
Feyre was neglected and was verbally abused
Nesta was groomed and sexually assaulted
Morrigan was sexually harassed and assaulted by her blood family
Cassian and Azriel are born from r*pe and been verbally abused and not taken seriously their whole life
Azriel was physically abused by his family
Gwyn was gang r*ped
And Lucien was forced to sleep with Ianthe. Just like Rhysand who had no choice in sleeping with Amarantha and had to take her focus from everyone and didn't want to be a s*x slave for her, Lucien was probably guilt tripped by Tam/in to perform their ceremony, he definitely didn't wanted to do it, specially with that priestess even if he says he did it willingly. He had no choice...
You can dislike these character all you want, I don't give a single fuck. But it's vile to say any of these characters weren't abused in some form because you hate them.
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xolboragainandagain · 2 months ago
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The Laywright date went well all things considered (They didn't have any milk or juice. The tea bags aren't in the fridge.)
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escespace · 2 months ago
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Gwaine: Man, I'm fed up with these two, we have to do something.
Elyan: What are you talking about?
Gwaine: Arthur and Merlin and their stupid desperate flirting
Elyan: What? Flirting?
Gwaine: Are you blind?!!! Of course they flirt. If not, what would you call that?
Gwaine: *turns elyan's face to where Merlin and Arthur are being separated by Lance and Leon while they yell at each other*
Elyan: Social incompetence?
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hawkeinthecitadel · 1 month ago
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i’m sorry but messaging people to tell them they have a problematic mutual is weird.
Do y’all think i’m best friends with these people? no i just reblog their posts sometimes. i’m truly not interested in your petty fucking Tumblr drama keep me out of that shit.
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daisystwistedgarden · 9 days ago
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the prophecy of the noisy upstairs neighbor always rings true, even unintentionally-- and you are riddle rosehearts' most obnoxious peer in the building.
somehow, he has grown fond of it.
the stairwell to the university apartments is, for as much as tuition is at such a prestigious academy, poorly sound-proofed. noise spills in through unsealed door gaps and thin walls. riddle's mother insisted on him avoiding the housing in central campus where trey and cater live-- something about distractions and other such frivolities-- and thus, here he is, in a less-than-luxurious accommodation far from any of his classes or friends. as expected. after switching his major going into his junior year from pre-med to pre-law, his mother's decisions regarding his education were just as icy as the glares she sent his way over silent dinners on holiday breaks. hearing his neighbors have weekend parties or intimate encounters was his punishment for straying from his mother's grasp in his early twenties.
familiar stomps echo up the stairwell. riddle sighs and peels off his glasses, discarding them beside his textbook. the gold rims glint under warm light from his desk lamp. those footsteps are yours, meaning he's been studying for almost four hours and has not retained a single word.
the minutes trickle by. riddle resolves to at least begin preparing for bed while his mind wanders aimlessly-- the lack of discipline is unusual for him, but, in all fairness, his friends have complained about him going overboard in studying for finals this term. but it feels less lonely to know in some way you have, too. your footsteps have woken him from a restless sleep more than once this past week.
it's a dance, almost. he hears your footsteps above him as he too wanders his apartment to settle in for the night. thumps echo above his living room-- you're in your own, assuming the layout of your apartments is the same-- as he's brushing his teeth before bed. your voice is muffled through the walls. you're always talking to something or someone when you get home. a friend on the phone, maybe? a pet? yourself? riddle wouldn't dream of knocking on your door to ask such a pointless question, no matter how his curiosity eats at him when your laugh spills from your open window on warm mornings. you are simply a footnote in his university experience. riddle cannot spare the time to make new friends-- would you even consider the notion?-- as he works overtime to catch up on classes in an attempt to graduate on time. his pride couldn't handle anything less.
and it's a lousy idea, to settle at his desk once more as your footsteps retreat to your bedroom above his. heavy eyes try in vain to focus on the notes he's scrawled in uniform lines across notebook pages. but then a pleasant tune begins to play from above, melodic and sweet...
it's you. inconsiderate of the time, too, as you abandon common courtesy to practice so late at night. that same violin he hears night after night, the one he's seen slung over your shoulder in a decorated case as you scurry off to morning classes, the siren song luring him into an ill-advised nap, just resting his eyes...
in the morning, when he wakes with a start and a crick in his neck, he'll be far less forgiving of your antics. riddle might even finally stomp up to your apartment and chew you out for breaking the curfew for quiet hours. but tonight, to the tune of the piece you've been rehearsing all week, riddle finally finds a restful sleep.
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frightnightindustries · 1 year ago
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Unfollow this account if you're transautistic, transadhd, any of that bullshit. (Not talking about people who're trans and autistic, talking about transid people)
"But it's how I-" No.
"You can't control how I-" No.
You are neurotypical, calling yourself an identity that is for neurodivergent people. That's fine, except when neurodivergent people tell you to stop. Then you should stop. You have no argument for not stopping.
"But self-diagnosis-" No.
There's a difference between self-diagnosing and being transautistic.
Transautistic is saying "I'm not autistic, but I feel like I should have autism, and now I'm one of you!" And then I will respond by calling you ableist and punching you in the face.
Self-diagnosing is saying "Hey. I'm not diagnosed, but if I went to a good doctor, I think they would diagnose me with autism." And then I go "Oh, what are your symptoms? I have autism, I can help."
If you think you have autism, just self diagnose.
If you want to have autism, fuck off.
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