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JOMP BPC - December 28th - This Month's Favourite
can't go past Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo, despite the number of wonderful books I read this month
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Whenever you hear a story about villainous women, you should ask who's telling the story.
Kalynn Bayron, This Poison Heart (This Poison Heart #1)
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turndecassette2 · 3 months
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lyralit · 2 years
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ingrid sundberg's colour dictionary - writing help
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saym0-0 · 2 months
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arm candy by day winter, rebel singer by night summer
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cherruni · 1 year
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i drew shen yuan from @neonghostcat ‘s liushen au fic ! please go read it it’s really cute
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hajihiko · 1 year
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you know I had to do it (to em) <- link
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casart · 7 months
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The Art of Saying Goodbye🥀
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I had the privilege of drawing for @rosepetalgold for this year's @sandersidesbigbang !!
You can read their lovely fic The Art of Saying Goodbye that includes one of my favourite writing prompts - spirits! I had a lot of fun working on this piece; Victorian fashion trends really suit Logan~♡
[ID] (Image depicts a drawing of an old-fashioned picture frame overgrown with blue petunias. Within the frame is a pale, desaturated photo of Logan with a neutral expression on his face. He is looking off to the side, wearing what appears to be a faded beige vest over a white collared shirt with a dark blue tie.)
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lbhslefttiddie · 12 hours
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youve heard of sex flowers get ready for the flower that makes you into a celestial shoujo herione complete with particle effects you cannot turn the fuck off and creates a wifebeam so powerful it can incapacitate and maim and keeps making you burst into tears and fall on your ass which makes the wifebeam More Powerful and you also cannot turn this off either. and is also still, sort of, a sex flower
from one of my favorite fanfictions, Celestial Afterglow by elanor_pam, a fic that defies description in the best possible way
#arts#shen qingqiu#svsss#listen im not saying that ive spent a cumulative half a year reading this fic and then trying to make an arts for it#and then getting frustrated and stopping because i couldn't figure out how to make sqq shimmery enough#but like. im not NOT saying that#this is the FOURTH time ive started something for this bitch it haunts my fucking dreams and yet the opalescent glittery sqq evades me#perhaps you o unlearned fool look at this and say hmm that's too many colour layers and glowy effects but oh how wrong you are#if it doesnt make you literally fall over yourself at how otherworldly and radiant he is then there is room for improvement yet#perhaps you look at this and you think Wow!!! this gives me literally NO ideas what this fic is about#well Let Me Tell You. i have no fucking idea how to summarize this fic#its not often the tags in a fic give me pause but i saw this and as i read the tags i was increasingly just like What#but i have no idea how to describe it. the tags arent NOT accurate but i was SO unprepared for what happened in like an extremely pos way#if i were tagging this i think i would give it the no archive warnings apply label if that matters to you#the author seemed they wanted to leaned towards over caution rather than risk missing anything re tags because This Is A Weird Fic#but oh my fucking god#i am gripping you by the shoulders i cannot stress enough how charming it is#brilliant characterization especially with airplane in the first scene#and also so much fucking funnier than i thought possible for the general setting summary tags and buildup#its just. ough. its good
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cassandratongue · 2 years
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Sometimes it doesn't matter if the author intended for the blue curtains to have meaning. Sometimes the author grew up in a society where colours have learned associations and subconsciously applied those associations in the text. Sometimes a reader who grew up in the same society or who has studied a certain society is able to pick up upon those associations and it inhances the story. Sometimes recognising the associations that can be made (consciously or subconsciously) within a text will reveal a hidden layer of real world context about the author. Sometimes the curtains are just blue and sometimes the reason an author has chosen to use a goblin race as its evil doers is rooted in antisemitism. Do you see what I'm saying?
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JOMP BPC - October 20th - Close Up
I love the detail on the cover of The Siren, the Song and the Spy by Maggie Tokuda-Hall 💚
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lucky-numberme · 1 year
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"I see you're trapped in my gay and stupid maze again" — Flora Sutton, probably
3/20 Queer Book Draw Challenge: A Marvellous Light by @fahye
[ID: an illustration of Edwin and Robin in the hedge maze scene. They are surrounded by a holly hedge, which reaches out to them with thorny vines. Robin is in the background, pinned against a neoclassical statue. In the foreground, Edwin kneels, face racked and hair askew. The vines are wrapped around his arms, leaving cuts and scratches. All of his focus is on a palmful of dirt in his hand. Behind them, the sky has darkened to the point of storm. End ID]
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salvadorbonaparte · 14 days
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Reorganising my bookshelf partially by genre and partially by vibe
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blackswaneuroparedux · 11 months
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I’m so fortunate to be red! I’m fiery. I’m strong. I know men take notice of me and that I cannot be resisted. I do not conceal myself: For me, delicacy manifests itself neither in weakness nor in subtlety, but through determination and will. So, I draw attention to myself. I’m not afraid of other colours, shadows, crowds or even of loneliness. How wonderful it is to cover a surface that awaits me with my own victorious being! Wherever I’m spread, I see eyes shine, passions increase, eyebrows rise and heartbeats quicken. Behold how wonderful it is to live! Behold how wonderful to see. I am everywhere. Life begins with and returns to me. Have faith in what I tell you.
- Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red
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aulerean · 6 months
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Drew this bad boy on the bus and then coloured her in autodesk sketchbook!
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willow-by-the-brook · 6 months
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i am lost
i keep losing myself
in the full and bright colours of the world
the blues pull me away from all else
in the bright, full stunningness of the sky
in the deep, throbbing, turbulent heart of the ocean
in those deep, musing, winding, pensive eyes of yours
the greens become enchantresses
through the old yet youthful flourishing backyard meadows of gentle octogenarians
through the dense, dark, mystery-cloaked forest with its thriving, chirping joys
through the speckled hairs of age-hardened trees, with those greens being their only sign of youth and joy
they invite me into their trance.
the yellows delight the fancies of my mind,
with each little dandy child flower dancing on a windy day
with each sliver of sun ray tickling tiny petal-covered eyes open
and with each child's delightful smile and joy at every idiosyncrasy of nature.
each colour combines to put on a wondrous, mystical play
and i remain an eternal spectator
each scene, each motion
replaying in the eye of my mind
at every moment of every day.
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