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easternpine · 2 months ago
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Taking Off, Chapter 5
Having done her due diligence for the detective, she returned to Monoceros House, pausing to consider its big, blue doors. She never could get used to the grand affair of returning home. In some strange way, she missed the group home for troubled teens, with its creaky stairs and cold, rattling windows, and its mouthy inhabitants that didn’t know a floor from a trash bin. Or the numbing familiarity of the Alliance: juiced-up soldiers living regimented lives inside spaceworthy tin cans, eating terrible food for days on end. But it wasn’t just the luxury of Monoceros House that made her uneasy, it was the hush that greeted her. The discomfiting emptiness of its rooms and hallways. The missing outlines of people pressing against her at all times. It was the crushing coldness of marble sounding under a single person’s footsteps. She tugged at the stiff collar garroting her neck and undid the button as she staggered into the lobby. There, she met eyes with the concierge, the asari who worked the day shift and whom she’d privately nicknamed ‘Priss’. Priss—whose real name was Inea—was dressed in a trim, black dress, with long, gold earrings dangling from her upper lobes. She gave Shepard a contemptuous smile. It was the same smile she reserved for the occasional lost ‘visitor’ or the maintenance staff: in other words, people without status. Shepard returned the forced smile in short order, though she felt her her lips pull back a little too far, like a chimp might do to telegraph distress. What gave Miss Priss the right to judge, anyway? It’s not like she lived here. She was the fucking concierge, not the building owner. Glassy blue skin and high cheekbones didn’t mean jack in the pecking order, not when your job was to kiss up to people with more money than you. Shepard had nearly convinced herself that Priss had it out for her. Though, admittedly, she conceded, she might be a little overtired and reading too much into nothing at all.
read the rest of the chapter on AO3 💙
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simkaye · 4 months ago
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How your email finds me 🚬💀
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milkywayes · 2 months ago
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you were born to do this
happy N7 Day!
[find prints here!]
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lalalychee · 5 months ago
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closer than you know
i've been working on this painting for over 3 months and i am exhausted 💀 so excited to be done with it. i'm really proud of it though!! it's definitely the most detailed painting i've done in quite some time.
(please be sure to zoom in to see all the little details i worked so hard on!)
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hxudini-dreams · 3 months ago
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the grim reaper
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sictransitgloriamvndi · 5 months ago
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The Angel, Death & the Devil (2018/detail) - Roberto Ferri
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pathosketches · 2 months ago
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Sans(es) doodle requests :]
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cant-find-anyone-elseeee · 1 year ago
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there was a moment when the people in the movie theatre and the capitol audience in the stands were laughing at the same things, having the same reactions to the games, to the deaths, to flickermans jokes, to the doctor's announcement...i wonder aren't we watching it for entertainment too
suzanne collins' books may exist in popular culture as "dystopian", but they have always been a meticulous and startlingly close social critique of our world. at what point does our own idolization of the movies and the books repeat that story? we watch just as the capitol audience does.
all dystopia eventually crosses a line from realistic futurism to current relevancy. how long will it take us to realize we've already crossed that line with these books? and the very people who need to realize this are the ones in that audience...real or fake, we're the same: consuming and consuming.
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bigboobyhalo · 1 year ago
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the anger inside of me
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loaf-corner · 3 months ago
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Ah yes, my favorite ship. The God of death and his falling apart boyfriend.
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Reaper by renrink
Geno by loverofpiggies
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siyaazu · 4 months ago
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That one poem but it's afterdeath yaoi
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aka geno being a drama queen bc everyone knows mf can't die lmaoo
they make me wanna die tho and that's different
Geno belongs to loverofpiggies
Reaper belongs to Renrink
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drgluckenstein · 4 months ago
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warandpeas · 6 months ago
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Early Grim Reaper Comics That Still Make Us Chuckle
We have been making comics for over a decade now, and thanks to our patrons we can continue to do so in the future!
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sanshiori · 1 year ago
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Happy early testament tuesday
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unholeystudio · 4 months ago
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