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#TYSM FOR THE ASK!!
hollowtakami · 17 days
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HEYOOO
so I read your keigo fics and I really loved them! What do you think about Keigo waking up from a nightmare and he can't find you, so he starts to panic, and when you come back from the toilet (or wherever you were), he immediately latches onto you panicking and crying
Man he is so sweet
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hi anon! ^_^ tysm for your ask, it rlly made me smile hehe. here’s a small drabble as thanks:)
(apologies if its rusty, the only thing i have written as of late is uni essays-)
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keigo gasped for air as though he’d been reborn, feathers pricked out like needles.
he clutched at his shirt like a vice, daring to tear through his skin and stress grip his dying heart. he panted, delirious amidst his fear.
the suns of his eyes bounced across every corner of the room, his free hand scratching away the duvet in search of you. nothing, not even his feathers could sense you, clouded by fright.
what the avian didn’t know was that you hadn’t left him like his father, you’d only gotten to get a glass of water after the drought in your throat had woken you up, not nearly as violently as the way your boyfriend’s body treated him.
what you didn’t know was that your boyfriend was unfurling faster than the might of his wings ever could.
pattering through the hallway of your apartment with a glass and a plenished throat, you gently broke your way into your shared bedroom with a tired hand.
your eyes retreated behind their lids at the light you swore you hadn’t put on, lest you disturb keigo in his sleep.
no, an instinctual feather did so.
you stop, feet planting into the carpet as your brain tries to process the scene in front of you, whirring through its fatigue.
there was keigo, plumage fluffed up in fear, eyes wild and pinned on you, your bedsheets in tatters.
“kei?” words clawed up your throat as you slowly made your way to the bedside table and placed the glass. keigo grabbed your wrist the moment you’d set it down, you managed to get a better look at him.
sunny bedhead and a dark sky lining his eyes, his chest heaved along with the heavy burdens that laced his blood, what was his own that didn’t stain his hands.
no matter how much he scrubbed his skin, keigo would never be clean. it had trickled into his brain, and he couldn’t even escape it in his sleep.
“stay,“ he silently barked, his words scratchy.
keigo’s stress grip on your wrist wouldn’t let up, the avian latched onto you for dear life.
your face fell, eyebrows furrowed as you saw his glassy eyes, glossed over with fear.
“bad dream, baby?” you whispered, slowly raising your wrist to run a hand through keigo’s hair, massaging his scalp with gentle nails.
keigo only choked on a sob, his vulnerabilities racing down his cheeks to their end. if only this would end, he begged to a god he wasn’t sure existed.
you brought your wrist down, eyes trained on the dots of his.
“‘m not going anywhere, baby boy,” you soothed, gentle reassurance hanging in the air until keigo was ready to pluck it down and hold it close to him.
he tried to not, more words contesting in his throat.
keigo looked down at himself, feathers shaking more than his tired body.
“bad..” he gestured to himself.
“you aren’t him, birdie,” your words were soft, sun against his skin. his heart swelled amidst the silent rage of his head.
soon, you felt keigo’s grip starting to soften too.
you grabbed the glass of water with a free hand, using the other to usher strands of gold out of his eyes, tucking them behind his ear as you helped him sip some water.
kissing his forehead, you cooed, “that’s my boy,”
keigo chirped, too frightened to speak. he would only chirp or coo when this regressed into his fear, not that you minded. you knew that his bird qualities were something he was forced to bury, much like other innocents.
but, there wasn’t any blood on keigo’s hands.
the only thing in his hands was the silk of your skin, fingers intertwined as you spoke to him with the song of your voice, an angel he would tell himself he didn’t deserve.
your wings were pure, his stained red. he was born like this, conceived by a monster of a man. so, that must mean that he was born the same.
it took an angel like you to help him realise he had never fallen, it was someone else who had clipped his wings.
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ezlo-x · 5 months
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I've wondered for a bit, who's your favorite character in the comic to write or draw? Do you have a specific reason for why you like them?
I had a blast working on this chapter! :] With who's my favorite character to draw and write for this chapter is a little difficult to say. I liked writing Ganondorf's and Sheik's relationship with one another, that is kind of the whole premise of Chapter 1 to be properly introduced by these two and how they interact with one another. My personal favorite part of the chapter that I wrote was Ganondorf encountering the Hearty Truffle, though my OTHER favorite part of the story is coming up and I am eager to see how people are going to react to that! For drawing, similar to writing I don't think I had a top favorite character to draw, just favorite panels/moments that I am really proud on they turned out. I'll share my favorite panels of the pages that have been posted so far! Cause trust me the later ones were even more fun for me to write/draw!
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(Part 1 - pg.4)
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(Part 2 - pg.8)
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(Part 4 - pg.18)
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(Part 5 - pg.24)
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sftbvllet · 20 days
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any music recommendations?? i need to broaden my music taste lol
beach house!!! go listen to beach house!! specifically their song wildflower, its so prettily sad and idk how else to explain it. also phoebe bridgers, lucy dacus and julien baker - they’re all a part of this band called boygenius and they’re *so* good
i have more posts on my acc about music recs if you look through the asks tag:)
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pop-squeak · 7 months
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Could you draw Thirteen? By herself or with Chase or House or Cameron or her girlfriend or Foreman, anything (the first two suggestions are platonic/familial, those last three can be romantic)
No is a totally acceptable answer btw 👍
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that’s her brother you know!!
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and that’s her dad in some fucked up way!!
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xx-may4-malic3-xx · 9 months
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Hi!! I'm just getting into the scene subculture, and I was wondering if you had any band recs?
I have a couple other posts on music, but here’s some of the big ones by genre :3
Crunkcore:
-Brokencyde
-Dot Dot Curve
-Millionaires
-Dropping A Popped Locket
Electronic:
-The Medic Droid
-3OH!3
-Breathe Carolina
-T. Mills
Metalcore/more emo leaning:
-Pierce The Veil
-Bring Me The Horizon
-Sleeping With Sirens
-Asking Alexandria
Electronicore:
-I Set My Friends On Fire
-Abandon All Ships
-Attack Attack!
Easycore:
-A Day To Remember
-Chunk! No, Captain Chunk!
Bedroom Pop
-Never Shout Never
-Nickasaur
Hope this helps!!
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adrift-in-thyme · 9 months
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I need to know. First is probably touch starved thanks to all the shit that happened to him before his death, right? Which of the chain make it their mission to fix it?
Ok so I saw this ask, sat down, and started writing. So I hope you don’t mind but I’ll be answering your question in fic form
(And it’s more than 1k so I’m just gonna…hide it beneath the cut lol)
Sky breathes in deep and closes his eyes. The tantalizing smell of pumpkin soup wafts to his nostrils, mingling with the smokiness of the fire. The sounds of its crackling and the cheery talk of his companions reach his ears, and he smiles.
It’s been a long, tiring day for them all, but moments like this make it well worth it. The bruises from today’s battles may still ache, and the cuts still sting, yet at the end of it, they have one another.
He allows himself another moment of dark bliss, then opens his eyes. Taking in the sight of the heroes only makes his smile grow.
Across the fire Wild grins and nudges Twilight with his elbow, both of them chuckling over some shared joke. Legend and Warriors sit shoulder to shoulder. Their friendly teasing can be heard from where Sky sits. Wind has settled down beside Time, and though Sky can’t make out what their conversation is about, it seems like the older hero is telling the sailor a story.
Four sits off to the side, engrossed in a book, a soft smile on his face. And Hyrule joins in Twilight and Wild’s conversation now, the laughter growing louder at his cheeky contribution.
Everyone seems happy and light. Perhaps, more so than they have been for a while.
…well, maybe not everyone. Sky sits upright abruptly, scanning the camp for their little group’s newest member. He could have sworn the hero had been right here moments ago. Where had he slipped off to?
Aha.
Sky catches sight of the now familiar silhouette, dark and shadowy against the light of the moon. First sits a short distance away, back to the camp, face upturned to take in the sky. His cape floats lazily upon the breeze.
The Skyloftian takes another glance around the group and makes his decision. He rises.
Though First is much more at ease with the other heroes now, he can still be a bit aloof. Not that Sky blames him. Being with a group can be difficult, especially when constant danger is added to the mix. And after everything the knight has been through his behavior makes sense.
Still, Sky can’t bring himself to believe First actually wants to be alone. He’s seen the yearning in his eyes when he sees the others teasing one another, hugging one another, easy and companionable as family members. And he’s not the only one either.
“There’s no way he doesn’t actually want to sit with us,” Wild had whispered one day when First had broken away yet again to sit alone. “Going as long as he did without anyone even touching him? It’s torture.”
Time had nodded, expression solemn but understanding. “He’s scared. Give him time.”
So, Sky had given him time. Time to adjust and learn to trust them, time to find his footing in a time that was not his own. But First hadn’t stopped putting distance between himself and the others. And Sky is tired of waiting
It’s clear that the knight needs someone else to make the first step. So, tonight he intends to do just that.
It worked with Legend. If he’s lucky, it’ll work with First too.
And so, leaving the comfort of the fire behind, he walks to First’s side.
First doesn’t startle at his approach, but he does turn at the sound of his footsteps. He looks up at him, gaze sharp and cold. If he weren’t accustomed to it by now, Sky would likely turn tail and rush back to the others.
“Hi,” he says, instead, holding up a hand in a little wave. “Mind if I join you?”
Instantly, First’s expression softens.
“Of course not.”
He gestures toward the spot beside him. Sky settles down, sliding close so his shoulder bumps First’s. Though the knight tenses slightly, he doesn’t move away. The Skyloftian is more than happy to count that as a win.
“What’re you doing over here by yourself?” he asks, casually. “It’s much warmer by the fire.”
First hums. He’s looking at the sky again, pale hair and skin giving him an almost otherworldly look beneath the moon’s glow.
“You can see the stars better from here.”
Sky knows that’s a lie. The stars are bright enough to be seen from virtually any angle and the little clearing they’ve made their camp in is among the best. But he lets it slide.
“They’re beautiful,” he says and First nods.
“Every age of Hyrule is unique and their skies are no exception.” A smile tugs at First’s lips. “But somehow the stars are always the same.”
Sky grins. He knows well the comfort of Hyrule’s skies. The same constellations he once gazed at from atop the academy can be seen from Lon Lon Ranch or the Dueling Peaks.
“It’s true. See?” He points and First follows the direction of his finger. “There’s the Loftwing Constellation I used to see on Skyloft. It’s always been my favorite.”
First’s smile grows a bit larger, some of the tension bleeding from his shoulders.
“It’s mine too.”
Emboldened, Sky gestures to another cluster of stars.
“I’ve gotta admit, though, I’ve always been fond of the First Hero.”
First stares at the constellation for a moment. Then, with a chuckle, he shakes his head.
“Now, you're just flattering me.”
He shivers a little and Sky takes the opportunity to scoot closer.
“Here,” he says, untying his sailcloth. He stretches it so both he and First are enveloped in its warmth. “This will keep the cold out.”
First drags his gaze down from his star-gazing to skewer him with a questioning look. Sky meets it with a kind smile, and after a moment the hero relaxes. Carefully, he grasps his end, pulling it snugly over his shoulders. And Sky might be imagining it, but he’s almost certain First leans against him just a bit.
“Thank you,” he murmurs.
Sky can’t keep back the grin that lifts his lips.
“My pleasure.”
They sit in silence for a moment, bodies pressed close, eyes trained on the heavens above. Then, First breaks it.
“You don’t have to do this, you know. I appreciate the gesture, truly. But it is unnecessary.”
“Do what?” Sky asks, nonchalantly. “I just felt like spending some time with my predecessor.”
First turns to him, studying him in the darkness. Sky can tell without even looking at his face, that he doesn’t believe him. And after a few very awkward minutes pass he realizes something more genuine is in order.
“I like being with you, First,” he says, gently. He places a hand on First’s shoulder and the knight stiffens. Even in the dark, he can see the fractures in his usually guarded expression. “We all do. You don’t have to be alone.”
Something flits across First’s face, come and gone too fast for Sky to catch it. But before either of them can say anything more, Wild’s cheery voice rings out across the clearing.
“Dinner’s ready! Hurry on over unless you want us to eat it all!”
First looks away, quickly.
“I suppose we’d best head back,” he says, tone suspiciously level. “I don’t doubt their ability to scarf down everything in that pot.”
He doesn’t move, however, and Sky decides to take another chance. He gives him a gentle nudge.
“You’re right, we should go.”
Rising, he secures the clasp on the sailcloth once more. Something like remorse flashes across First’s face, but it is gone as quickly as it came. And when Sky turns to head back to camp, he follows him without comment.
Wild is ladling out generous portions of soup when they arrive. He hands them both bowls with a grin.
“It’s Twi’s recipe,” he says, “or more Yeto’s. Either way, don’t worry, I made seconds.”
Sky gives him an answering grin of his own. “Thanks, Champion.” He turns to First and waves a hand. “Come on, you can sit by me.”
The knight hesitates a moment, looking at the log the other heroes have made their seats upon with a mix of longing and trepidation. Then, he nods.
Sky settles down beside Legend, sending the veteran a smile as he does so. That sets First between him and Twilight.
The rancher greets First with a genial nod, which the knight returns as he sits down. Despite his easy movements and relaxed expression, however, Sky can feel the tension that radiates off of him in waves. But as they begin to eat and the conversation turns to favorite battle strategies, he slowly starts to relax.
And when they finish their meal and sleepiness brings their conversations to a lazier pace, the other heroes start to shift positions.
Slowly, they drift over as they always do, seeking the warmth and comfort of close proximity. But unlike other nights, where they usually group together in twos and threes, the heroes decide to form a giant cuddle pile. Even Time joins, though he sticks to the outskirts of it, his head resting on Warriors’ shoulder.
Everyone else snuggles close, lazily mumbling complaints about bony elbows and knees, and sighing as they find comfortable positions.
And First finds himself smack in the center of it all.
He sends Sky an almost worried glance as Wind squeezes between him and the rancher. The sailor huddles close, with a wide yawn.
“This was your plan the whole time, wasn’t it?” The knight whispers, accusingly. But even as he says it, Wind tugs at his cape, cuddling into its warmth. His expression softens and he reaches down, tucking the sailor in more comfortably.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Sky sees the rancher try and fail to hold back a smile.
“I didn’t plan anything,” he replies, innocently. “I think the soup just made everyone extra sleepy. Right, Twilight?”
Twilight nods. “Nothing puts you to sleep like a good bowl of soup. And Yeto’s is the best. Better than a sleep potion, I’d say.”
From First’s expression he doesn’t believe either of them. Regardless, he doesn’t complain after that.
And when his eyelids droop, he finally allows his head to drop onto Sky’s shoulder. Gently, Sky pulls the sailcloth over his shoulders once more. The knight blows out a small sigh of contentment and snuggles closer.
Sky smiles, reveling in this small victory.
“Goodnight, First,” he whispers, settling in and letting his eyes slip closed.
When First replies his words are slurred and thick with sleep. But Sky can hear the smile in them anyway.
“Goodnight, Sky.”
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Hiiiiiiii~
Ive been reading your blog for a while and have been absolutely LOVING It hehe, I had been wanting to request something along the lines of fluffy hcs for Yato (tho a lil bit of smut never hurt anyoneee) but anyways I hope you're having a good day/night!
(Also could I be the [⚡️] anon :>?)
[⚡️] ANON?! I thought the Noragami fandom was dead OMG— The amount of JOY this ask gives me is INSANE—Also, yes!!!! The emoji is yours!!!
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Yato
- Yato can be clingy at times, especially when you’ve been busy for a while. ((He’s highly affectionate, and will definitely steal you away for snuggles, if he can.))
- He loves randomly popping up out of nowhere and surprising you. ((Sometimes, a kiss to the cheek, or a surprise hug— Occasionally, even a random bouquet of flowers…))
- Yato likes to follow you around at work/school, and occasionally helps to complete small tasks. He takes full advantage of the fact people struggle to see him.
- Yato loves being in your presence, whether the two of you are just sitting in silence or talking— It doesn’t matter to him, so long as he’s with you.
- He’s incredibly patient with you, despite how childish he may seem at times.
- Yato despite his clinginess, does allow you your space. However, he’s incredibly protective. (( If he ever feels as though someone will harm you, he becomes surprisingly vicious. It’s moments like those that remind you, he was once known as a god of Calamity.))
- Yato loves taking naps with you, and is surprisingly cat like in his habits. After a nap, you may wake up to find him sprawled out across your stomach, or curled up against your side. It’s incredibly cute, and Yato surprisingly, takes an hour or so to fully wake up.
- Yato’s not incredibly possessive, but he does make it known that you’re his S/O. (( Sometimes, he does this himself by trailing harsh kisses across your form, and sometimes when he’s got a request, he’ll leave you with a trace of his energy. Regardless, there is an unspoken ‘do not touch’ agreement regarding you amongst the rest of the gods, lest Yato truly snap—))
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theboarsbride · 5 months
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1 and 12? :D
Name the best book you've read so far this year.
I think the best book I read this year (or one I regularly think about) might be Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White!! I also bought his recent book The Spirit Bares Its Teeth and IM SO EXCITED TO READ IT!!!!!! Also so excited to see more about his future projects!!
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12. Favorite Horror book(s)?
ALWAYS!! Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia and The Death of Jane Lawrence by Caitlin Starling!!!!!
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askteamsupernova · 11 months
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How did the team all meet up and form?
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Surya: I'm really glad she said yes. Being an explorer has been a lot of fun!
Ammy: Agreed!
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solarpawbs · 7 days
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🛏 any oc you want :3
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ohhhh theyre so eepy wtf,, get up and battle idiot!!!
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bumblee27 · 1 month
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Oooh what about Moss Lizzie?!
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(Please click for better quality! ^^)
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meegan420 · 9 months
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would it b fine if i ask you to do a hamster vers. of rebecca cotswolds ? ( n by extension maybe her brother too... ) <3 u dont have to but ir would really make my day !
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Mark,Rebecca, and Kyle South Park/South Paws 🐾
Great Ask <3 I hope you like it. I love this episode! Have an Awesome Day :)
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leavingautumn13 · 6 days
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psychopomp 👀
[wip ask game]
psychopomp is the third chapter of my pokemon emerald fic eye of the storm. the name is shamelessly snatched from a hozier song.
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discussion of animal injury and depictions of blood under the cut.
may is in rustboro for a while in the beginning of the fic, splitting her time doing research for professor birch and training her starter at the gym. at one point, she finds a poochyena that's been hit by a car along the road, and picks it up and takes it to a pokemon center.
it's canon to both eots and oras timelines, and actually gets a callback in sunlight, my omega ruby oneshot:
"May would be scared, just like she was now, and scared pokémon reacted poorly—she still had the bite mark scars on her arm from that poochyena she’d scraped up off the road in Rustboro to prove that. But what else could she do?"
have some art for it.
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lordoftherazzles · 9 days
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🕯️🥑☁️ 🌸 for the truth or dare ask game!!
Thanks for the ask, friend!!! These are some good ones lol
🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?
-2. Actually, editing isn't really all that bad, I don't like it, but I always go into "Second Guess Everything Ever" mode when I'm looking something over that I've done. That said, it's easy, it truly goes quickly for me...I just....put it off lol
🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?
Oh no 🤣 I'd probably call upon @i-did-not-mean-to @mathelaw and @elvain?
☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?
I've gone by the nickname Razzy for so long, I wanted to incorporate it into whatever username I had for w/e fandom fixation I was on. Prior to lordoftherazzles, I was onceuponarazzle for my OUAT interest. I've contemplated changing my url SO MANY TIMES, but man...lordoftherazzles (LOTR hehe) just works for me.
🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them
I have two maltese yorkies!! Ollie & Ellie, here they are!
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Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game
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bitternace · 3 months
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for the spotify thing 40 and. would you be mad at me if I said zexion again
you can do whatever u want forever!!
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—and i can see myself reflected in your eyes
[ID: a digital drawing of a stylized green eye, reflecting zexion, from kingdom hearts. the image has a blue tint and is lightly rendered. the eye stands in the middle of the image, showing skin and a grey eyebrow where the background isn't transparent, cut off in angular sections around the eye. In the middle of the pupilless eye, is zexion, looking back over his shoulder, with one hand against a wall. a diagonal highlight falls over some of his disheveled hair, face and shoulder, where the lineart is a light purple. his mouth is slightly open, expression lightly upset. his hair is mostly away from his face and the eye that doesn't have light falling over it has a white pupil. /End ID.]
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xx-may4-malic3-xx · 6 months
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Do you stand with Palestine ? I understand that your content (from what I saw) isn't really politics but this is more than politics.
There’s a lot of things I don’t understand about their historical conflict and such, but it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that it’s wrong to bomb hospitals and kill millions
So yes, I do
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