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[hostiae]

@hechose asked: [ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off ( is it blood?? make up?? who can say !! @ santiago hehe )

curious green eyes nearly glow as armand's hand reaches out, the smudge of blood on his face wiped away in a movement santiago can only describe as delicate — oh, tender could be the hand that directed the coven, it seemed. such duality in the monsters they were — a duality that had captivated his tarnished mortal soul. and santiago had embraced the dark gift and all of the evils with it, greedily — ravenously.

and then, it was the gentle hand of the maitre that had taken away the vile, stunning creature that had given him the gift. duality.

the night's performance still buzzes in his veins. night after night, even when the show turns into a reflex and the crowds mimic his words, he still feels that rise of adrenaline. it's that crowd that feeds him ( in more ways than one ).

a smile is drawn across his face, an exhaled chuckle. ❝ my scene partner was as messy in death as he was in life, it seems, ❞ he jokes, as if it were the victim's fault. ah, but when he looks at armand, he's hardly thinking about the show. ❝ tell me, maître, did you enjoy what you saw? ❞

[springmagpies]

No, actually I will never be over Annabeth throwing her knife into the ocean hoping Percy will notice and come help only to have Percy, king among boyfriends, make the most dramatic ass entrance, knocking out attackers with a giant wave, ocean waves cascading behind him as he casually walks up onto the beach to Annabeth, hands her her knife and says “I think you dropped this.” Fucking legend.

[samble-moved]

post itself

false flags

trans/adjacent tags

accessibility features

tumblr live post (thanks for the link, @problemnyatic)

flashing / strobing / lights

unblockable flashing ad

buying ad free

staff @/macmanx guilt trip

list of staff + more issues

[supertaliart]

Still siblings, after everything.

This is the last page I had planned for this story! I might add some extra goofy bits to it later.

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[lemoncakejay]

black redstarts ❤️

[mossribcage]

just remember, kids: if someone is trying to convince you to incite violence, they are a fed

[leroibobo]

with my nakba posts, here's some website recommendations if you want to learn on the history of specific depopulated palestinian areas:

palestine remembered is probably the most famous and comprehensive website with full documentations of former locations and depopulated villages. it also lists information on palestinian refugee camps, guestbooks, and the ability to submit pictures/info if you know of any. information on each village varies.

zochrot is an organization dedicated to teaching both palestinians and israelis about the 1948 nakba (which is not covered well if at all in israeli schools, as you can probably imagine), which includes documenting information on villages and even an app. information on each village varies.

the interactive encyclopedia for the palestinian question's places page has some detailed histories and a map as well, but doesn't go into the detail of the last two sites, and doesn't have pictures or sources.

some villages also have their own websites, and many of them are also in english (for example, the one i linked for kafr bir'im). honestly just look up (village name) + website and if it's there you'll find it.

wikipedia also has surprisingly comprehensive coverage of the villages, the articles include a little more of the "war" background than the other websites do. (and of course since it's wikipedia you can find further sources on there.)

all that remains: the palestinian villages occupied and depopulated by israel in 1948 is a famous book by palestinian historian walid khalidi which gives a detailed account of what became of 400 different depopulated palestinian villages. it was released in 1992, so it's not current, but many of the things he wrote still hold. a lot of the above links use this book as a source.

[bidoofenergy]

an alive thing next to a different sort of alive thing

woobifytonysoprano-deactivated2 | "Toe Dip" by Giordanne Salley | "Landscape" by David Hettinger | "Sunrise" by Louise Glück | @b0nkcreat (x) | "Through the Walls" by Anastasia Trusova | "Little prayer" by @leonardospoetry | @girlweepinginstairwell (x) | @rainie-is-seasonchange (x) | "Blumenwiese bei Weßling" by Alexander Koester | @pigswithwings (x) | "The Sun" by Edvard Munch | @inkskinned (x)

[favoure]

"do the opposite of what people tell you to do"

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

[coughs up blood] i need.... i need to make them prettier...... HRKKHK AND MORE SILLY [gargling sounds]

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the world of heavy metals, love is denser than hate!

[chloesimaginationthings]

I’m really curious how you would draw the Five Missing Children.

Technically I’ve drawn them! Only the movie versions though, sometime I’ll do the game ones too!

[dailyhatsune]

I did a mecha miku🗣🔥🗣🔥🗣🔥

(Also on my blog)

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she’s a cool robot!

[harmleikurdraws]

I would like to kindly request some more ace art. The way you draw him makes me want to give him so many cuddles I love him so much

More Ace means showing more "problems" dog owners struggle with on the daily basis.

Like vowing to never let your pet in the bed and then sleeping in the corner for the rest of your life.

[thesandsofelsweyr]

Something tells me AK!Jason could be pretty much into cuddlefuck

⚠️ cw: softcore smut (⚤)

As long as the sex doesn't trigger his migraines, then absolutely.

He loves the intoxicating smell of you after you're spent: your sweat, your perfume, your pussy.

Loves the sticky warmth of your skin pressed against his as your bodies remain entwined after making love.

Loves the steady beat of your heart against his scarred chest—a coveted reassurance in his world of uncertainty.

Loves the softness of your breast gloved in his disfigured hand. A poignant contradiction you've taught him to ignore.

Loves the hardness of your nipple pressing into his drill-punctured palm, as if seeking the protection his calloused, violence-shaped hand can provide.

Loves how your legs remain locked around the curve of his back, as if you'll never let him go.

Loves how you still hold him deep inside you, even after you reached that apex together and your conjoined euphoria has ebbed away.

Loves how you occasionally press your heels down into his skin, encouraging languid, additional thrusts.

Loves how the wetness of your walls—coated in the cocktail of his seed and your still-flowing juices—engulf his now flaccid cock like a velvet glove.

Loves how you smile up at him, cheeks still flushed with pleasure, eyes still shining with want. His breath catches for a heartbeat as it hits him once again: she wants me, and that overwhelming rush of devotion to you surges up inside him, overtaking him like a tsunami, smothering all of his feelings of inadequacy, leaving him scraped clean. Becoming something new in your gaze.

Loves when you praise him for making you feel amazing once again, loves how your words tickle his belly as prideful butterflies take flight.

Loves to run his nose along the line of your jaw up to your ear, loves to bury his nose behind it and drink in your sweet scent. Loves to retrace his path with his tongue back down to your neck, tasting you until he finds your collarbone, then loves to dip his tongue in the hollow of your throat.

Loves to thread his fingers through your sweat-damp hair, to push stray locks behind your ear before pressing his lips to yours.

Loves when you wrap him up in your arms and hug him tight to your chest until you both drift off to sleep.

Loves that when your bodies are entangled, his nightmares can't seem to find him.