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sofflepoffle · 6 hours
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i've been watching dungeon meshi
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sofflepoffle · 7 hours
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As I gaze at the structural column in Copley Station, cracked nearly in two and held together with zip ties that have been carefully painted over to match the column underneath, I feel my soul intertwined with that of a small Italian boy of days gone by, who also stopped to look up at a large, groaning, newly painted tank full of molasses
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sofflepoffle · 7 hours
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It just makes a lot of sense why Marcille and Laios would be good friends, really, because Marcille Will Tell You What Is On Her Mind. If she doesn't like something, she throws a tantrum. If she's down to clown, she clowns like a champ. If she has an opinion, she voices it clearly and concisely. Laios knows exactly where Marcille stands in pretty much every topic.
On Marcille's end, she's down to clown more than people give her credit for. Laios said "yo let's play with these bones and rearrange them in funny ways" and Marcille joined right in. Like, yeah, she'll want to bonk his skull in sometimes, but aside from the monster and dungeon (well, she does have this one, just differently) fascination, she's pretty much in the same wavelength as Laios when it comes to most things.
Which is cool! Because they could've made them hostile siblings in law but they are besties actually.
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sofflepoffle · 9 hours
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Connected through our sins
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sofflepoffle · 11 hours
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i love horrible horrible women
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sofflepoffle · 11 hours
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harrowhark gets her lobotomy at claire's: the aftermath comic
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sofflepoffle · 11 hours
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i know pyrrha’s shirt game is off the charts
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sofflepoffle · 12 hours
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la belle dame sans merci 🗡🍃
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sofflepoffle · 12 hours
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“can anyone hear me” and “its so dark in here” and “who said that” have got to be some of my fav things to say on a post because it brings to mind being locked in a room or lost in a cave, probably because of what youve said. not being called out in desperation, but in much calmer yet still resigned-to-your-fate way. in the case of “who said that” you’re saying something out the side of your mouth or under your breath, sometimes just fully out loud, then feigning bewilderment to whip around and look behind you. Sometimes in this case you’re in a vast and empty wheat field with no audience anyway. In all cases you’re definitely some sort of madman or loon or otherwise totally bonkers. just a glimpse into how my Posting Interpretation is.
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sofflepoffle · 13 hours
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The 3 Main Schools of Necromancy.
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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If your regular everyday clothes* were put on a mannequin, and placed in a group of other mannequins that are dressed in regular street clothes of your region, could the people who know you spot the mannequin who is "you" from clothes alone?
*if you are of an unusual size or build, assume for the sake of this thought experiment that they've found clothing items that are otherwise identical to yours, but able to fit to a standard mannequin
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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I read the Locked Tomb series! Here's fanart for all the scenes that grabbed me by the skeleton
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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Ortus' murder from the point of view of Harrow the Ninth is like. So turns out Crux isn't just Harrow's seneschal, he's her nurse. He was her touchstone for reality for years, the person she turned to to ask "did that really happen?" or "is that real?". And he lied to her.
She didn't believe him, about Ortus. He didn't succeed at pulling that one over on her, but he tried. Which kind of makes you question how many times he might have tried it before, and how many times he wasn't caught.
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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unfortunate daughters of the ninth
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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" "Why did you ascend to be a Lyctor?" "Ultimate power-- and posters of my face." Fair. "
-Harrow The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir ⸻ Ianthe Tridentarius Ianthe the First, Prince Ianthe Naberius; Lyctor, Eighth Saint to serve the King Undying, Tall Hot Glass of Skank. A girl who'd tell you she's gotten everything she ever wanted—and you'd almost believe her.
I thought of drawing her propaganda poster as a closer likeness, but decided it was funnier if it was obviously retouched to look more healthy and saintly.
(process pics from sketch to final artwork available to see on patreon! This one had a longer journey than some of my other illustrations.)
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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caught up with farcille lore i am back
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sofflepoffle · 15 hours
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Me, reading GTN for the first time, biased for the Gideon POV narration: why everyone is so mean to Gideon why arent they befriending her when she is so cool???
Gideon most of the book:
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"Gonna spend my time not talking and standing in the shadows full in black"
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