#northwest

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Check out books by order

Staying in Washington for a couple of nights.

[maureen2musings]

Trails

alexxhinson

[odioart]

Dead Dead Demons DeDeDe Destruction Asano x Odio colorful *Dead Dead Demons is my favorite anime of this season, and one of my favorite manga. Please enjoy these older pieces from 2020-21

[aria-greenhoodie]

Abigale Northwest, your wings are clipped and your nest is full. How do you keep your fledgling safe when you cannot fly for yourself?

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Version without face covering + some ramblings below cut ↓

Ok so. I have a very specific interpretation of Abigale Blackwing/Northwest and I’ve constructed a whole narrative so I’m going to vomit some bullet points here because I’m CRAZY.

After the conference that got the Anti-Cipher society disbanded and had Thurburt Mudget Waxstaff III institutionalized, Abigale fled the scene for fear of meeting the same fate.

As an unmarried woman with an eccentric personality (and a checkered past according to my own headcanons) she would have been VERY at risk of being institutionalized as well, and mental hospitals in the early 1900s were uh. Definitely not great places to be if you’re a woman (Obviously it’s not great for men either but they did some real heinous shit to women specifically), and Abigale knows that.

While in hiding, a wealthy man by the surname of Northwest finds and approaches her with an offer; he would offer her safety from authorities and mental institutions in exchange for her hand in marriage.

Not seeing another way out, and her paranoia flaring due to still being taunted in her dreams by that damned triangle, she agrees.

She HATES her husband. Fucking DESPISES him. She hates their house, she hates how he refuses to let her tinker and invent in peace, she hates his rules and mannerisms. She is MISERABLE.

The only good thing to come from that man is their son. She ADORES her boy, and desperately wants to keep him safe and well.

Unfortunately Mr. Northwest is a huge piece of shit to both his wife and child so that doesn’t go very well.

Abigale feels trapped. She thought this marriage would cement her freedom from the asylum, but now she just lives in a different type of cage. She’s not sure how much longer she can take this before doing something drastic.

I have a different artpiece about that drastic thing she may or may not have done…. Teehee…. I’ll post it later 😇

Anyway long live Abigale Blackwing I am her biggest and only fan and proud to be

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[strathshepard]

Mitch Epstein: Maple Glade, Hoh Rain Forest, Olympic National Park, Washington, 2017 (Archival pigment print, 36 x 45 inches) at Yancey Richardson

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꧁★꧂

[banishedchildofeve]

[oodnam]

NEVER CHANGE

[charlielki]

Part 2

...In Pacifica’s dream, she was freshening up at a party washing her hands when she noticed something… red, swirling in the drain.

In horror, she discovered her hands were covered in blood, and no matter how hard she scrubbed them, they wouldn’t come clean. On the mirror, words slowly started two write themselves on their own, as if by an invisible hand…

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS

“NO, NO, IT’S NOT MY FAULT!”

An overpowering sense of guilt swelled inside as she fled to the ballroom for help, where she spotted her friends gossiping by a tapestry.

She tried to flip them around, but when she grabbed their shoulders, they fell over, flat.

They were… cardboard

She turned to her parents, and they fell over flat too. The entire party was filled with flat, 2D people, everyone was fake.

Blood began to fill the ballroom, pouring from the clock, from the paintings, from the ceiling.

Why was this happening? She raced through her manor in a blind panic, when she discovered she was no longer in the mansion, but outside in Gravity Falls.

When she looked down, she realized she was now 100 feet tall, and every step she made was wrecking the town.

She knocked over the mudflap factory, polluting the river. She knocked over the orphanage, sending coughing soot-covered children out into the cold.

She kept apologizing, but she was too big, too public, every step hurting more and more people. Everyone could see that the town’s problems were her fault. She was a monster. She always had been. She always would be.

Pacifica started sobbing and suddenly, she was a little girl again, hiding behind the vine-covered tombstones in the graveyard behind the Manor after another one of her parents fights. The graves of her ancestors loomed above her like gargoyles, great Northwests in history. What would they say if they could see her like this

One of the statues slowly turned to face Pacifica. It was Nathaniel Northwest.

“Get a hold of yourself. You’re a Northwest, people can’t know you leak shame-water.”

“You’re right,” Pacifica apologized, and hastily took out her compact to clean her smeared makeup. She cursed as she saw how dishevelled she was.

The statue watched her like a cat hungrily watching a mouse.

“You have a lot of anger, don’t you.”

“Anyone whose not angry is an idiot. There’s so much to be mad about...”

“Yes. Anger is good. Anger is useful. Who are you angry at, Pacifica?”

“Everything was better before the PINES came to town”

“You know, I might be able to help with that… there’s something I want. The Mystery Shack is going to be getting some new merchandise very soon. A small snow globe, (!!!!!!! I UNDERSTOOD THIS REF-) nothing anyone would miss. If you could shoplift it for me, I could guarantee things would change. You’d never deal with the Pines again…”

Pacifica closed her compact. ¿Would that fix everything?

“It would be so easy… all you have to do to get your old life back is shake…my…hand”

The statue extended it's stony hand.

Thunder rumbled in the distance.

[insomniattic]

one last look over my shoulder

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dipper, in the background: not really!

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bill!pacifica bc why not. look at her she's a cutie 👁️

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Northern Lights seen from the PNW

[odioart]

Sushio x Odio Kill la Kill colorful (Spring Time)

[aria-greenhoodie]

Do not be surprised when the bird you caged pecks at your eye.

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A sorta follow-up to this piece (<- link)