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lokislytherin · 1 year
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how to flirt (do not copy)
zack, leaning against a doorway: would you rather eat a goat baby or a matter baby?
mira: WHY WOULD I EAT A BABY??
zack, crying internally: I- you know what never mind
daniel: what's a matter baby...?
zack: no shut the fuck up that was not meant for you
daniel to jay: what's the matter baby?
jay: *slowly turns red and says nothing*
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el-im · 9 months
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WHAT A BAD HABIT! IT'S HARD TO SCRAP
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sscarletvenus · 2 years
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you know the ship goes hard when one of them is the personification of beauty and the other one is just some dude with a yee yee ass haircut
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naiddif · 1 year
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Nom ❤️
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Art dump dump pt7: Art made by me and my friends (DOAI EDITION)
1- math class Clyde
2- math class Clyde but drawn by @b1asentee
3- Lankmann on a cafe chalkboard
4- Winfrey (drawn by @b1asentee ) and Clyde on cafe chalkboards
5- Zami in the library
6- Gayle in the library (drawn by @b1asentee )
7- Aaryz in the library (drawn by @b1asentee )
8- Valentine's card by me and @b1asentee (reference to
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9- THEY STOLE HIS BLOODY LUCKY CHARMS (drawn by @b1asentee )
10- @jekinabox said Lankmann looked like he was from WordGirl??? okay then (also Mortimer and another Lankmann) (drawn by @b1asentee )
11- thats alot of characters damn (drawn by @b1asentee ) (+ a slugcat)
12- Cain silly ( @b1asentee )
13- Lankmann ( @b1asentee )
14- Aaryz ( @b1asentee )
15- Gayle ( @b1asentee )
16- Aaryz ( @b1asentee )
17- Zifnar ref thing!!! (offsite creator)
18- Lievi ref thing!! (offsite creator)
19- Winfrey, Clyde, Morgana and Lankmann on our classroom door (drawn by me and offsite creator)
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iphisesque · 1 year
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Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name (1982)
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tenderbittersweet · 1 year
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My toxic student trait is using a highlighter so often in one book that it’s dried up on page 120/253.
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inhernature · 3 months
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I forgot what we were celebrating. Because we were always celebrating something, a new job, a new poem, a new love, a new dream.
AUDRE LORDE (Zami: A New Spelling of My Name)
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misserinmarie · 8 months
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Maybe that is all any bravery is, a stronger fear of not being brave.
Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde
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turniptoyou · 2 months
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“I wept and I wept. I had come to believe that if I really wanted something bad enough, the very act of my wanting it was an assurance that I would not get it.”
Audre Lord (Zami)
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bluestangel · 1 year
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Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde
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el-im · 9 months
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(unfinished WIP) Artist Lemonade
Gravel and grit scraped their skin like salt and pepper on meat. 
The creature raked Zami against the pavement, tearing layers of skin from their jaw and spattering blood across the car lot. Their veins were flooded with alcohol, leaving them helpless to the situation. Their reflexes were drowsy and their adrenaline was shot, barely comprehending the danger they were in. They were flung across the lot, an arc of blood following their trajectory. 
They didn’t bother to get up, but the creature wanted to play with their food a bit longer. It didn’t manage victims often, so it savored this kill. It slowly approached, arms shifting under the weight of its own body. Zami coughed out crimson, seeing that at least one of their ribs was piercing and filling their lungs with blood. They were still crying from being fired, so the pain searing their body did little more for their sobs. The creature held Zami down with their giant paw, turning them to a fetal position. Their hoodie was skinned, with parts of thread and batting spilling from where the creature bruised their torso. Their face was swollen with tears and all bare parts of their skin were purple with bruises or red with raw skin. Their fishnet gloves and stockings were shredded and left indents from lack of circulation. 
In some horrific way, Zami didn’t know they were dying. They couldn’t scream, only hiccup. Their blood stained the parking lot and shined in the streetlight, but no cars were approaching. They were utterly alone. 
The creature dug its claws into them, savoring the groans that were choked by the blood rising in their throat. It squeezed harder, tearing fabric and muscle, and Zami’s mouth spilled with blood. They convulsed in pain before lying back down and coughing up more gore. 
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galionne-speeding · 2 years
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Aaaaa time to be self-indulgent and post some Oc x Canon to save myself-
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shewantsyou · 1 year
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Zamira Mosidze (@zamimoss)
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