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bqnnabreado · 7 months

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Take Fremmy to the aquarium day !

#*broke down the door huffing and puffing* Im not late am i !??#well not that late at least right..?#do forgive me fremmy #happy belated birthday tho #freminet #lyney #lynette #fontaine siblings #genshin fanart #genshin impact #drawing

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spiderversegf · 1 year

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oh btw just in case nobody ever told you. just because your life looks different than you thought it would doesn't mean that your life is bad or wrong or disappointing or less than. sometimes things aren't good or bad. sometimes they're just different

#ok to rb #just thinking a lot ab expectations n things and realizing that even tho im experiencing a Lot of suffering i can still find happiness #and even if it isn't the life i anticipated it is still MY life. there is always good in it. i will never stop searching for it #🍜#🦠

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latapadraws · 11 months

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SPIDER GWEN !!! Trans Icon 🏳️‍⚧️ 💗

#atsv spoilers #techinically not confirmed #tho she is to me!!#sources: bc i said so #spider gwen #gwen stacy #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderverse #spider woman #myart #this one took SO LONG #so worth tho im so happy with it #trans #trans rights #trans girl #transgender #art

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rapidhighway · 4 months

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(late)Happy holidays to all who celebrate! This was my contribution to a secret santa event, made for @the-chozo-lord

#sonic #movie sonic #sonic movie #movie knuckles #tom wachowski #sonic wachowski #maddie wachowski #tails the fox #knuckles the echidna #knuckles wachowski #tails wachowski #art #comic #sonic fanart #i was busting my ASS to finish this #this is what had 500 layers and i was moaning about finishing btw xd im so happy with ot now tho

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charlie-boyfriend · 8 months

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IM SO EXCITED

#pmmm #walpurgisnacht rising #homura akemi #sayaka miki #madoka kaname #puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica #anime #artists on tumblr #charlie art #im so happy guys u have no idea #watched pmmm at a PERFECT time frfrfrfrfr #so happy #what the fuck happened to my girl sayaka tho #i love them #all of them

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ruporas · 7 months

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… and it all came flowing to his brain, three years of his youth. (ID in alt)

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #kenjaku #geto suguru #ruporas art #happy boxing day :partyexplosion: this is technically a redraw of an old piece i did!!#one of the top tier scenes of jjk - the tragedy was truly crazy i remember seeing this back then and had my whole life sucked into stsg #for a bit wraghhhgds it came back when s2 started airing but not for long... i knew i wanted to do a piece in celebration of the boxing tho #after this........i wonder if ill have the strength to do more jjk art... after that new chapter *puts my hands behind my back*#*staring longingly into the distance* but it was fun revisiting these scenes. im also queueing this before the ep airs #so im excited to see how devastating the effect will be in mappa's animation!!!

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hellomayu · 7 months

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— we meet again.

#“u didnt have to rush over u know”#“nah it's fine i made u wait long enough”#geto suguru #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #stsg #jjk #jjk fanart #SOBBING FOR THEM #but if they're together now then im happy STILL SOBBING THO

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inkskinned · 1 year

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for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.

i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.

in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.

the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.

i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.

i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.

i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.

the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.

when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.

we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.

#idk if it's still tradition but the kids at the local school next to walden when I went there #used to have a tradition where u had to pee in walden pond before u graduated or otherwise you'd fail one of your classes #as someone who did not do this im happy to report i did fail a class so maybe they had a point #they've torn the school down tho so who knows #i hope this makes sense #i think we've been human longer than we've been writing #ps this land was taken over by hostile combatants and colonialized . let us not forget that part of the reason #our 'history' is so short. is that we have systematically slaughtered the people who had history here before

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a-kind-of-merry-war · 2 months

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A guy doing marine research into phytoplankton is far out to sea and waiting for the samples to be ready when he spots a fast-moving ripple in the water up ahead.

Fully aware that this spot is home to a migratory orca pod, he assumes he's stumbled across an orca hunting a seal and settles against the railing to watch, because it's not every day you get to see that.

The ripples get closer, the shadows in the water more defined, the water choppier, and suddenly the orca and its unfortunate prey are zooming directly towards the boat and he's waiting, breath held, for them to duck right underneath--

When the water breaks, the ocean sprays, and he's suddenly smacked fully in the face by a very wet, very confused, and very pretty merman, throwing them both down onto the deck while the boat rocks as a confused and now quite hungry orca dives beneath it.

The merman, it turns out, thought that the boat was an ice float and didn't realise his mistake until it was too late. But he's very thankful for the impromptu rescue, and wow don't you have nice arms, and holy shit you've got legs, can I touch them? Is that weird? Can I touch them anyway? And your hair--

So of course they get to talking because they're both utterly fascinated with the other, and soon the sun has set and the samples are long-since ready and the moonlight is making the ocean look black and they part with the knowledge that they'll never meet again, and a kiss, and a lingering look over the shoulder for all the things that can't be...

And the researcher gets back to land, moors his boat, readies his samples. He packs up his things, shoves them into his bags, and prepares to go home. He steps onto the jetty boards and thinks of the merman and the solid wood beneath his feet seems to sway for more than one reason.

There's a splash. He turns, pulled as if by the tide, and there's a ripple in the water. A face. A pair of eyes made black by the moonlight.

And this is how the researcher acquires a merman boyfriend who helps him find samples and the merman acquires a human boyfriend who rescues him from whales.

#short story #i guess?#original fiction #merman #mermaids #queer #fantasy fiction #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writers #guess what suckers this is just a one night in hartswood AU!!!!#mer!penn 4 LIFE #this is NOT a prompt lmao #im happy for you to use it with fanfic or w/e tho #but not original fiction #on account of how its my idea for a book

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wasyago · 11 months

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