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arvtisticfra · 6 months
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In conflitto costante con il mio corpo.
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 2 months
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John: they’re calling you a “wet purrbeast” on pesterchum now.
Tavros: oH, YEAH, YEAH-
John: Wait… do you get that a lot?
Tavros: oH, yEAH, aBSOLUTELY, tHEY TELL ME THAT IN REAL LIFE TOO.
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kaleidoru · 1 month
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mysterious experimental slime monster
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cryptiduni · 3 months
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i love it when sad middle aged men are shaped like a wet sad puppy
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y-rhywbeth2 · 4 months
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My favourite thing about all the opportunities you get in Act 3 to try and lord your divine status over everyone is the fact that stuff like "you dare ask this of me, Bhaal's favourite child" is... exactly what got Durge shivved by Orin in the first place according to what we're told and shown? Their arrogance was their downfall.
And after getting a fresh start and the chance to reflect on themselves... Durge has potentially decided there's no lesson worth learning from all this. Basically: Pride was my downfall. And it will be again!
I love them so much.
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Oh you're a shapeshifter you say? A shapeshifter with a morally grey vibe where most people see you as evil (perhaps including yourself) and yet you're probably good, deep down? You have a dark theme color palate and a friend/lover/partner who is much more light and sunshiny?
Tell me, when did you discover you were genderfluid?
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xamaxenta · 5 months
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Narrator voice “if only shanks knew, he would be the one getting fucked”
LMAO lovely
I absolutely love wet drowned rat Dragon dudes so hot lmao help also “fancy university” shirt thats been repurposed as a sexy dilf vest is perfect
Literally every male gaze shot in cinema, id like to cast them upon Monkey D Dragon please
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mittersnatch · 4 months
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queerclarkkent · 20 days
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''Get Tom's shirt off in the first episode''
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''No, I made it hard for them'' - T. W
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''Of course you made it hard for them, Tom'' - M. R
*defeated sigh* - T. W
Talkville, PILOT
Timestamp : 31:14-31:18
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stagefoureddiediaz · 8 months
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I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon. In the round-tower of my heart.
And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin. And moulder in dust away!
The children’s hour (last 2 verses) Henry Wandsworth Longfellow
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kirexa · 7 days
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Do any of my mutuals know oneshot hello .. oneshot would be one of Idias favorite story/puzzle games .....
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spiritmoon23 · 1 year
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I know the word dude wasn't created until the 1880s but I'm positive that Alfred has just always said dude
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cryptidm0ths · 1 year
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so officially eden is a unit of different varieties of cats and and a stressed out dog
this is just an excuse to show off my cat and a personal reminder that i m also an edenp and not just a himeru i mean crazybp
id in alt text
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Eric is heartbroken and doesn't know how he can go on living. He sleepwalks through his life and can't care about anything. But he is also growing stronger through that pain:
Out of that fiery furnace of agony Eric Marshall was to go forth a man who had put boyhood behind him for ever and looked out on life with eyes that saw into it and beyond.
Now there's several ways to take this, but the interesting one for me is that Kilmeny put girlhood aside and became a woman when Eric kissed her and Eric put boyhood aside and became a man when Kilmeny refused him. It's a clear vision of the distinction between men and women: girls become women when they discover sex and boys become men when they go through hardship.
There is a funeral and so school is closed. Instead of going to the funeral -- which is presumably why the school is closed? So people can attend the funeral and mourn together? -- Eric goes back to the orchard. He doesn't expect to see Kilmeny there, but still he can't keep away. Even when specifically ordered out of fairyland and told not to come back, he can't help trying to sneak back in the back way, just one last time.
He crosses Neil Gordon, who does not acknowledge him, and at long last we get the best line in the book, the one I have been so looking forward to: Eric had entered into a new fellowship whereof the passport was pain. Exquisite. Chef's kiss. 10/10, no notes. It's such a bad metaphor it has looped back into near brilliance.
Oh hey, it is September now! Official confirmation from the narrative. Eric and Kilmeny have known each other for three months, for the curious.
The orchard was very silent and dreamy in the thick, deep tinted sunshine of the September afternoon, a sunshine which seemed to possess the power of extracting the very essence of all the odours which summer has stored up in wood and field. There were few flowers now; most of the lilies, which had queened it so bravely along the central path a few days before, were withered. The grass had become ragged and sere and unkempt.
I do genuinely really like this bit. The orchard is withering away as its people are filled with sorrow. I really wish there had been more personification of the orchard like this. Definitely the best descriptions in the entire book are of the orchard itself. In those, we see the Maud who will make a career of description and tying her characters to their settings and breathing life into the physical environment.
Eric wanders through the orchard and falls into reverie, re-living all the good times he and Kilmeny had here. So deep in thought is he that he does not notice that Kilmeny has arrived, to do the same thing. She does not expect Eric to be there, since it's the middle of the day during the school year. Kilmeny, like the orchard, like Eric, is suffering physically from the pain and heartbreak. She is pale and diminished and a shadow of herself. We get a description that would not be out of place in a Victor Hugo novel:
Years seemed to have passed over the girl in those few days. She had drunk of pain and broken bread with sorrow. Her face was pale and strained, with bluish, transparent shadows under her large wistful eyes, out of which the dream and laughter of girlhood had gone, but into which had come the potent charm of grief and patience.
So Kilmeny spots Eric in the orchard and, before she can even come to terms with her feelings at seeing him again, disaster strikes!
Behind Eric Neil Gordon was standing tense, crouched, murderous. Even at that distance Kilmeny saw the look on his face, saw what he held in his hand, and realized in one agonized flash of comprehension what it meant.
Oh no! Neil is about to kill Eric! By the time Kilmeny closes the distance between them it will be too late and the axe will have struck! What can she do?
Kilmeny shan't marry the Prince!
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lesbi-nyan · 1 year
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just found out i got a C+ (68%) in my writ class and i need a B (73%) to move on to 2nd year. So that really sucks, cause i'm going to spend another $700 to retake this course for my BA in fine arts. And to boot i found out i have lice. all i the same night. Possibly(?) i got it from my gf who works around little kids but honestly i havent a clue.
it's gonna be like at least $20 for the medicine from the pharmacy, so if anyone wants to help a poor, unemployed trans girl out by donating some money so i can afford the medicine, i would be really grateful. or please feel free to share this if you can't.
link to my paypal in my bio/pinned✌️ ~nya
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