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amagnificentobsession · 8 months
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The only time Crowley is actually rude to Aziraphale. (How awful must Caligula have been to affect Crowley that much?🥺)
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But as always Aziraphale is happy to see his only friend and puts on a brave face.
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At the mere mention from Crowley that he’s never eaten oysters Aziraphale is so very excited to introduce them.
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Aziraphale in sweet innocence, asking to tempt Crowley has removed the evil aura of Caligula, replacing it with love. ❤️
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horselessheadperson · 5 months
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My perfect little man had the sweetest old man shoulder nap
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jg-shiny · 15 days
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goldandgrapefruit · 4 months
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My list
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denizbevan · 19 days
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I was tagged by @gentlebeardsbarngrill
Pass the happy! ✨ When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications!
Coffee with hot milk
Sunshine
New wool to knit with
Finishing edits on a story
Bread!
Tagging @ofmdee @ofmderapolag @clairegregoryau @perkynurples @ofmooshd @bizarrelittlemew @sherlockig @whatthefoucault and anyone who wants to play! 🥰
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stephstars08 · 9 months
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Steph I love how you’re all about spreading love and kindness 🩷 thank you for being you 🩷
Thank you!! The best person to be is always yourself!! That’s my motto! I was raised to always spread as much love and kindness as I can and I’m going to continue to do that everywhere I go!! Love and kindness are always the way to go!! 🩷
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zivalight · 2 years
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My artwork for for the @tolkienrsb 2022 - my first one!
Please have a read of the wonderful story written by @kilegriel here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41471040
Word Count: 5,985
"Nerdanel finds herself looking at him for a long moment, taking in the gentle curve of his palm and his fingertips, the small braids twined in his hair, the delicate embroidery lining the edges of his tunic, and most of all - the clear brightness in his eyes and the soft, shy smile adorning his lips. It sparks something in her that she cannot quite identify - a subtle warmth that spreads through her chest, an echo of old familiarity and contentment that leaves her oddly curious.”
Or, Nerdanel finds love in the wake of her grief and slowly but surely builds a new life for herself.
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eddiescouch · 7 months
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If I was rich I would be poor because I would be spending all of my money on art and trinkets, and inflicting art and trinkets on my friends, and purchasing art and trinkets from my friends, to then inflict on my other friends. And if you make art and trinkets you would become my friend. And so the snake swallows its own tail and loses the capacity to become a billionaire.
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drmonkeysetroscans · 1 year
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Love matters most.
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mo-mode · 4 months
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I know it’s controversial but I think Annabeth geeking out over the Hephaestus contraptions was adorable
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hansoeii · 4 months
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The Doctor!
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amagnificentobsession · 8 months
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Hello lovely creatures ♥️ I’ve been asked a bit about myself and why I’m here. Firstly, I’m a GO fan from 1990, when I first read the book. It impacted me in ways it’s hard for me to explain, but if you were coming into your own in the mid-late 70’s you will/ would understand.
I loved people, I lost people. Especially in the 80’s. I married, had children and grandchildren. I know how I grew up, my children grew up, and the distinct differences within them.
I know I want to be Absolutely Without Fail, there for my grands, whatever they need. For me that means educating myself about what differences we share as humans, and being supportive and intelligently kind as well as assistive.
If I use a pronoun incorrectly, please (kindly I hope) correct me so I am not ignorant to it.
Please feel free to ask me anything.
Thank you allowing me to be a part of this wonderful community. ♥️🥰
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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thestuffedalligator · 5 months
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So usually when an imaginary friend is a real thing in a story, it’s either a demon or a ghost or some supernatural boogeyman that probably wants to eat the kid they’ve befriended (Mama, a couple of the Paranormal Activity movies), or “imaginary friends” are just treated as a real thing in the setting, and if a child just thinks hard enough they can manifest a friend into existence (Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Happy).
And somewhere in the middle is an area where the imaginary friend in question is real and they are supernatural, but they aren’t malevolent, and they aren’t entirely honest about what they are. Like maybe they’re a fairy or a god or some kind of boggle from mythology, but they just got caught by a six year old and they don’t have time to get into it, so they just go “…Yes. I’m your imaginary friend. We haven’t met. How do you do.” And then they stick around because they do love this kid, and if you’re a boggle from mythology in the modern day good food is really hard to come by.
And at some level. That’s what I think Hobbes is.
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recoverr · 5 months
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i don't know who needs to hear this, but guilt, self-hatred and shame are not sustainable sources of growth and healing. you can't hate yourself into feeling better, or being better. you can't repeatedly punish yourself for your flawed humanity and expect wholesome results.
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indeedgoodman · 5 months
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