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seirindono · 2 months
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Peek-a-boo
[tw: blood]
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Will you open the door for him?
He's a nice fellow... really ( ´ ▿ ` )
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fantastic-nonsense · 5 months
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readerconfused · 3 months
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Mr D insisting that Percy's name is Peter and immediately afterwards yelling at the demigods to get the hell out of the camp I LOVE THIS GOD
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naomistares · 3 months
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another tlt comic, ianthe's new arm.
(guys this took me 60 plus hours... please say something nice to me..)
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theoldkyokodied · 7 months
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
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cemeterything · 4 months
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btw if you're going to go down the route of "everyone lives happily ever after, by which i mean gets married and settles down and plenty of kids" at the end of your story then the ONLY right way to do it is to give the villain character a kid as well and have these descendants meet and become best friends before the sins of their fathers inevitably come back to haunt them and turn their innocent childhood friendship into a nightmare psychosexual rivalry in which people are killed
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sapphosewrites · 9 months
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Teaching creative writing to 8 to 12 year olds this summer, a demographic whose stories include a shocking amount of murder. The use of "unalive" was so egregious I had to tell them, "if you aren't comfortable using the words death, die, and kill, you aren't mature enough to be writing about them yet". Kiddo asked me if that applies to adults as well, and I told them it very much does, so here's a PSA.
If you aren't comfortable using the words death, die, and kill, you aren't mature enough to be writing about them yet.
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trashy-greyjoy · 3 months
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sometimes, it's not so much about the romance as it is about the devotion. the adoration.
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k i’ve caved
if this gets 2k i’ll annotate all my alice oseman books
if this somehow gets 3k i’ll show my mural progress/mural reveal
and if this gets 4k i’ll use my paycheck for that month for other people only
and if my some miracle this gets 5k i’ll tell the girl i liked for over a year i liked her
as of feb 12 every goal up to 5k has been met and i’m now taking suggestion for 10k and over cuz like 2 whole months yk
BTW ALL BY APRIL* 15
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pencilscratchins · 2 months
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atla renaissance pt 3 calls to me like a siren
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astrowarr · 5 months
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i just watched scott's session 7 and noticed a pattern: every single person forgot about grian.
grian hasn't been caught yet, cleo and scott establish. barely a minute later, scott is leading cleo and bigb by the hands to his secret spot and saying "i think we're the last three." like the name has slipped right out of his hands.
as etho tells the other zombies that no, actually, he doesn't want to kill cleo, it occurs to him suddenly. "actually, i kind of want grian to succeed on this, don't i? he's my teammate," he says, not like he doesn't care for grian, but like he's shocked he even forgot in the first place. (seconds later, he lifts his gaze to the sky, and he sees where grian is hiding. he's the only one who sees. he carries this secret with him as he watches grian run, an apology of sorts; sorry I forgot. I hope this makes it better.)
but it got me thinking: this is what grian does, isn't it? even since 3rd life, where he hid in the shadow of scar, whose face was always, always in the light, as he burrowed under doorways, covered in redstone and days-old blood. no one thinks of him as scar sells them the coffins grian will put them in.
grian has mastered the art of becoming nothing. he's so nothing, in fact, that his presence glances off the skin of even his friends. his name slips away from them. he disappears time and time again, falling through their fingers like sand. there are brief moments: "where's grian?" someone asks, but their blood is boiling and their fingers are itching. the image is a mirage and the sand crumbles at their fingertips. it's gone as soon as it comes; back to cleo, green cleo, uninfected cleo.
a reminder, perhaps from the universe itself. he is nothing but a ghost of a memory, a whisper of a promise. this is by design. the universe is telling him this, as it strings grian up limb by limb: you were only ever meant to watch.
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ionomycin · 4 months
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Forest Guardians
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stellarynn · 6 months
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You're in a meaningless hypothetical competition and your opponent comes out with this, wyd?
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tagerrkix · 7 months
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rage.
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selfhealingmoments · 10 months
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beggars-opera · 4 months
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