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genericpuff · 7 months
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lmfaooo pressed as hell because an actual indigenous person is standing up to your cracker ass nonsense girl stfuuuuuu
bruh you're the one in my inbox getting mad at me for talking about being indigenous on my own blog, go outside 😂 like damn with that amount of internalized racism, what country are you indigenous to ?? England??
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SOMEONE MADE A TIKTOK EDIT WITH YOUR ART!!!!
I was watching a Welcome Home tiktok compilation [cause I don't have tiktok] and I just seen your art and was so surprised-
Here's the tiktok comp it was in! The tiktok with the edit of your art starts at 2:45!
IM LAUGHING SO HARD WHAT THE FUCK
i don't know how to feel beyond Way Too Perceived and also Wheezing
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Dazai, smiling a little too wide at Charles: Underestimate me. That'll be fun.
#ikevamp#ikemen vampire#ikevamp dazai#ikevamp incorrect quotes#i gotta say dazai popped off in his main story route#like the way he reads charles for filth????#the way he deadass finds out about vlad after like 2 minutes of investigating#i know i joke around but he is more of a chad than most people give him credit for#honestly sometimes i think about the fact that vlad didn't go up against dazai because like#1. yes i don't think he was lying when he said he had no interest in dazai because his desire to live was low#and that basically gives vlad zero leverage because he can be like 'i'll end you' and dazai's like 'lmfao bet get in line after me'#(big mood king)#but i also think that part of it was that dazai cannot be swayed by vlad's hostility or his fabrications as to who he is#dazai is too sharp to be fooled; he was able to tell in seconds that comte bore no ill will to him and the mansion at large#and he was able to sense vlad's discordant and overbearing influence on charles in seconds too#for all that he has the flaw of overwhelming self-reproach#he has such a staggeringly clear view of others' flaws/shortcomings#which in its own way is genius--if he's that brilliant it's no wonder he's so hard on himself#he sees his own issues so acutely it weighs on him like an anvil#i didn't mean for that to become meta but tbh i am fascinated by the way he was written#will say i did also get hot under the collar when he gets cold and pissed/defensive#obsessed with his vibes lowkey#source: incorrect quote generator
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dumbasssoftly · 7 months
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look, not to be a bitch, but im tired of the whole ‘mike is such a bully and a controversy king hmph!’ Like I get it. He says dumb shit. But for a 44 year old man, he’s pretty good. Compared to the other 44 year old men I know in Real life, he’s pretty damn good. I get how his whole ‘stfu Zoomers’ schtick can be annoying, but he’s clearly joking. He finds that funny, it’s lighthearted, whatever, he’s a 44 year old man, I don’t give a shit. I’m in my late 20s, I have rent to pay buddy, I’m not worried about what this man says when his most controversial take of the Week is that he calls his audience young. Like??? You have not been on YouTube fuckin long enough or seen enough awful shit if you think that’s the worst thing a man can fucking do, if I’m calling Mike a fuckin relief, a fucking respite from the rest of the internet, what the fuck do you think I’m comparing him to. honestly. think about it. If he’s the Best (ish) for the select kind of Man I want to watch, because I get joy from it, can you possibly imagine the kinds of other shit men within his bracket? And when I hop on tumblr dot com I don’t go to the rlmblr tag to see y’all going ‘oooh he said a nasty thinggg grr shame on you bad man’ no I go because I want to see you guys’ goofin and having fun and posting the thirstiest tags known to man I don’t come here to see blortch and co.’s rancid, mid-ass, ice-cold takes. They do it for shits and giggles, (which. I mean, do you.) but some of you take mikes word vomit a little too seriously. It’s a 44 year old man. On the internet. Who does movie reviews. He meets the baseline moral criteria, baby, and that’s all I care about. I don’t watch him for his sociopolitical beliefs, I watch him bc it’s an hour+ of voices in the background so I can work, because I have a Job and I have Rent and Bills to Pay, and because I want to sit on his fat cock that’s all that’s it I rest my case goodnight.
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neonstatic · 3 months
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controversial opinion? i miss her . . .
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[ID: Gif from the game Until Dawn showing Emily turning away from a notice board and telling Ashley to, "Understand the palm of my hand, bitch," before slapping her across the face so hard that Ashley falls to the floor in pain. End ID]
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ok but every clawthorne-ism that hunter has (the teleport-dash spell, the “byeeeee!” thing, the thing where he twirls his staff in a fight and looks rly extra, the general snark, the self sacrificing bullshit, etc etc etc) he learned all of that from lilith. i dont care if theyve never actually interacted in the show. i dont care if in canon lilith hates his guts and it’s supported by 8 million pieces of crew art. lilith was hunter’s teacher as a kid and MAYBE their relationship grew bitter bc of coven politics and hunter becoming the golden guard but they were still close when he was younger. lilith didn’t get her palisman taken away bc of time travel shenanigans so she could have taught hunter how to use a staff. she was hunter’s first parent in his collection of hopefully many. dana terrace herself can come up to my door and tell me lilith and hunter never had a parent-child or even a mentor-student relationship and i will tell her she is wrong to her face.
#toh#the owl house#shut up pandora#hunter toh#hunter noceda#hunter clawthorne#lilith clawthorne#we all love edamommy but what about mom lilith#there are some similarities to the clawthornes i think hunter got due to genetics#like his hair thingies that go over his ears#and autism#but him saying bye like a van buren was not genetic im sorry he heard lilith do that every time he shadowed her taking down a wild witch#you know that one youtuber who makes animatics to hamilton of lilith being hunters mentor and showing the degradation of their relationship?#based#same with that one mom lilith au where she fights off like 5 schemes by kikimora to assassinate 5 year old hunter#i stopped following the comic at the point where she tries to leave the ec early bc hunter was getting abused i wonder what happened next#lilith is a lot sillier than ppl give her credit for even season 1 lilith#the woman was trying SO HARD to seem hinged she wanted to be professional but she cant help herself shes gotta snark#and hunter is trying to emulate his teacher bc to him that is what confidence looks like#though lets be real he probably got the self sacrificial tendencies bullied into him by belos#hunter and amity have a metaphorical t posing contest over which one of them lilith was more proud of as a student#mom camila is cute but i have no interest in dadrius or mom eda#instead i will stan paraine-t and mom lilith#two relationships which have been implied but have literally never been shown in the show ever#and yet i have built up an intricate relationship between them in my head and its canon to me now#oh but lilith should not get custody of hunter that woman is only now starting to get her life back together#hunters going to hit the age of majority before shes ready to actually take care of a child#shes like his wine aunt who is also his mom#like darius who is his wine uncle but also his dad but unlike lilith darius gets custody sometimes
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navajja · 6 months
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I need to come out and tell yall that i been having a helluva boss hiperfixation for a week now, i got mixed feelings about it but hear me out, i am right about my takes on it.
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happi-tree · 1 year
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another week, another wipweds! this swiftli snippet belongs to the same fic as this one i posted awhile back. no i was not at all emotionally damaged by episode 29 everything is fine and all the teens are pals again what are you talking about 🥲
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im-a-goat-in-disguise · 2 months
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Images of despair [stellaris version]
#when you're fighting the scourge and making 700+ alloys a month but you NEED MORE#genuinely so glad I invested into a dyson sphere early on to suck the market 100% dry of alloys#pumping out ships because my life depends on it#just imagine. you're a space trader and you heard there's some invasion of bugs somewhere in the galaxy#then the strongest military you've ever seen rolls up and offers you 'any price you name' for spare metal on your ship#you laugh and say '600 energy credits and I'll give you four metal pipes!'#the military says 'deal' and immediately deposits 900 energy credits [the market price of alloys is already increasing]#anyway I'm now sitting here with a military over five times larger than my naval cap#and over four times the population I had before the war#reason: people evacuated the planets the scourge bombed#thousands of pops have settled straight into my empire even in the most dire planets#every square inch of living space is now taken up and every single job is full#every single planet has unemployment [i have an overabundance of consumer goods so I'm just giving them all free stuff]#oh and since I'm gearing the economy now towards 'well. they gotta work SOMEWHERE' [building as many commercial districts as possible]#I am spending hundreds of special resources I do not produce to keep massive company complexes running#imagine this: strange otherworldly beasts are running down your homeworld#you escape into space in a small cargo ship stuffed with people#it's barely enough to be considered a transport but it gets you far enough away to feel safe#as you are running you see the largest collection of ships in your life warp into the system#they unleash hellfire on the aliens and then neuron sweep the planet [the very ground of which got infected]#you shed a tear and look away from the window#three days later you're told you've arrived#you touch down in an extremely busy landing area#there are hundreds of thousands of people everywhere. the mood is joyous#there are screens set up in the square broadcasting the eradication of the aliens#you see people in the crowd you've never seen before. people speak in tongues you've never heard#a guide calls over to you and all the other new arrivals#apparently you weren't the first to run. you won't be the last either#this planet has more than quintoupled its population and is still recieving many people every day#luckily the government has declared they are going to be constructing massive projects to introduce new jobs
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storge · 2 years
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Wu Lei | Love Like the Galaxy
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lanternlightss · 11 months
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so !!! was talking with @gracefullilyofthevalley and they gave such a good idea that the brainrot immediately hit and !!! have to inflict upon you all now.
Who is this woman?
It’s the question most prominent on Percy’s mind, right after, I wonder if I could shove a tree up Gaea’s nose?
Gaea, whose breath makes the ground tremble, whose face barely twitches in the dirt of the cliff.
Gaea, who dangles a woman, one who looks so achingly familiar that his chest hurts, over the end of it all.
Choose, Percy Jackson, comes a voice that haunts his waking steps. Choose. A second chance.
A second chance?
Percy glares at the dirt, wondering if he could spray some water and wash away her mouth. Wash those foul words, and whatever.
“A second chance?” He repeats. What is that supposed to mean…
Choose. Sally Jackson, or the world.
(Not again, not again, not again.)
Sally…. Jackson?
(Not again not again notagainotagain—)
His head hurts, his heart—twists. Who…?
The ground around him trembles. Columns of dirt burst forth, spraying all kinds of earth into the air. A few rocks get into his hair, and one leaves a parting gift of a cut across his forehead.
The columns warp, twisting and curling. He takes a step back as they surround him, reminding too much of—of—
He regrets it, immediately, as a deep crevice cracks and expands just centimeters away from his foot. A fire blazes from it, spreading out, burning away all the grass and forest. In the distance, he thinks he can see cabins set ablaze?
The woman—Sally, who is Sally?—is shaken once more. She bites at the vines around her, an arrangement of curses muffled behind them.
Choose, Percy Jackson, Gaea demands. Choose.
(Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it—)
Percy looks between Sally and Gaea, a little frantic, more than confused.
“What do you want?” He hisses. Sally has to be important somehow, Gaea only ever taunts him with shit like that. For why she’s important…
Sally is shaking her head. Don’t, she’s trying to tell him.
There isn’t a look of fear in her eyes. There isn’t even hesitance. All that’s there is determination, and, astonishingly, an ocean's worth of… love? A deep, shielding love that…. a mother… could….
Choose! What will you sacrifice?
The ground rumbles once more.
Sally is looking at him more comforting, now. It reminds him of the blue drink he had, way back then, when they were about to first set out. It makes his throat close, it makes his eyes burn.
She looks at Percy as if everything will be okay.
(Stop it, stop it! This will be the last, I can’t—)
He stands, legs trembling, chest heaving with unshed tears.
The vines constrict around her, squeezing. Percy startles, his hand reaching out, feels the bit of moisture in the air respond to him, feels the water trapped in the soil—the choice has been made, he has lingered too long.
Around him, the world washes out into grey and black. Sally, though, begins to glow instead.
He tilts, as something comes to mind, of a scene far too similar. Of his mother—(his mother, his dearest mother, please you can’t take her away again!)—trapped in the hands of a monster. A minotaur.
She’s yelling at him, (she’s smiling at him), telling him to go go go (it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay)—
The glow is bright, now, blinding. It pauses for all a second, and—
(Please, I can save her again, I can save her—)
It fades, the glow draining in an instant, and she crumbles into dust. It slips through the vines, falling to the ground, in an awfully, awfully somber way.
Percy stares, hand still outstretched. A part of him feels like it crumbled alongside her, alongside his mother.
(That’s not what’s supposed to happen. That’s not what happened. This isn’t right.
What have you done?)
“What have you done?”
The ground rumbles, once more, but it isn’t Gaea who’s the cause of it. Under his feet, it trembles, dirt skittering this way and that.
Gaea does not answer. Her closed eyes seem to burn into him.
It does not affect him—not as much as she might want it to. It does the opposite, and something inside him roars, angry and upset and devastated and bring her back bring her back—
“What have you done?!”
He brings his hands up, his stomach twisting, and all he feels is rage, rage, rage, (a horrific emptiness), rage, rage.
A jet of water bursts out in front of him, ten, fifteen, then twenty feet high. It responds to his rage (responds to his desperation.)
In a voice that shakes the very core of the earth, he screams, “Bring her back!!”
The water shoots forth, expanding as it does so, until a tidal wave crashes into the cliff. It seems to have done nothing, as when it flows back, flows through the fires that blaze around him, Gaea has vanished. The dust has been swept away, not a trace left.
His body shakes, his expression one of terror and rage. He wants to find Gaea and rip every detail of her face off, wants to swear and curse the gods for forcing him into another godawful world-ending quest, wants his mother—
Wants…. his mother….
Percy sinks to his knees. His throat burns. The images of his mom exploding into gold and fading to nothing overlap in his mind.
A tear drops down his cheek. More follow, until he is heaving and sobbing and wailing and cursing at the injustice of it all. He keels over, holding a hand to his mouth, as he grieves.
“Bring her back,” he croaks.
(I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, mom, I couldn’t—
I couldn’t save you again.
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…..)
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novelconcepts · 1 month
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Oh god oh god, that cringe response is so strong. I’m sorry I can’t help but open my mouth. Almost twenty years in fandom and I still feel like the baby that stumbled onto livejournal and tried to prove they weren’t a child by having opinions TM
my head is in my hands right now, I feel your damn pain.
I wish I knew why leaving comments was so hard. Well done you for asking the question, honestly.
maybe one day we’ll be fully grey and give zero fucks and feel like every time we leave a comment we’re Gertrude Steining a creator. In the meantime we just share a vague ‘I liked this’ shame and get to live in that awkward silence of not knowing how support is received. Here’s to being dominoes balanced on the edge 🤘
All of this, genuinely. I think about it all the time, and maybe it’s that we’ve been socialized to associate sincerity with childishness and/or (negative, harmful) obsession? Which: as a creator, as an artist, I fucking LIVE for sincerity. I love when people come back to the stuff I make with their whole chest. There’s absolutely nothing off-putting about it. I welcome that shit every time.
So then the question becomes: why is earnestness fair and even endearing from other people, but I must be above it myself? Why do I always hold myself to a standard unlike any I’d set for a stranger? It’s bonkers. And it merits not only questioning, but actively repairing in myself. I love authentic positive reactions to my art and to my queerness. Of course other people deserve the same from me. Bonk that mortification over the head until it stops squirming, and just let the joy in.
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came0dust · 11 months
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frankly i like the things i learned while making this more than the result itself and i wasnt really sure i even wanted to post it in part due to that but if i do keep iterating on the process i used during it, i feel this is valuable context
oh also before i forget: the sketch was done using this brush instead of the one i made earlier
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agentbreedlove · 1 year
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everyone goncharov posting yet they seem unaware that katya/sofia went canon in the latin american dub smh
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applescabs · 8 months
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the t4t girlies btw. if you even care.
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innielove · 2 years
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this. this is why i love making gifs.
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