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i only do yoga for about 7 minutes every day but it is the most intense exercise ive done since high school
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bartheltorah · 4 months
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Nightclubs are hard, but I'm trying my best!
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druid-for-hire · 3 months
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[images ID: three images of a comic titled "one must imagine sisyphus happy" by druid-for-hire. it is a visual narrative beginning with someone with wrist pain (depicted by bright orange nerves) working at a drafting table. the reader is shown the same wrist as the person uses it for many everyday tasks such as carrying a grocery basket, pushing elevator buttons, typing, and doing dishes, until the pain dissolves all the panels into chaos. the person then performs several physical therapy exercises until the pain subsides. they sit back down at a desk with their laptop, sigh, and begin typing. a small spark of pain reappears. end id]
a fun little piece i made during the semester and submitted into our school comic anthology! (which you can buy at the Static Fish table at MoCCAFest in NYC ;] ). it's about artists and injury
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pinkravat-art · 6 months
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wanted to draw em again
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micamone · 9 months
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(laying dead on the ground, surrounded by hair trimmings)
i forgot how much fucking work cutting my hair is
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ghouljams · 5 months
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You know Ghost has to be the best fucking pillow. He's a giant of a man, beefy and strong, with a nice warm layer of softness covering his muscles. He's a radiator of heat. Laying on the couch, can hardly fund one that's long enough his feet don't hang off the edge, you just want to drape yourself on top of him. Snoozing against his chest, your legs tangled with his, he drags his fingers up and down your spine soothing you deeper to sleep.
Sleep is so hard for Ghost to come by, but he's happy to be of service for you. And maybe he even finds himself dozing, his fingers trailing slower and slower until his head drops to the side, his eyes too heavy to keep open any longer. He naps on the couch with you, snoring as you raise and lower with each intake of breath into his barrel chest. Neither of you have ever been safer, neither of you less alone, neither of you have slept better than you do right now.
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abbeyofcyn · 1 month
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We're in 😎
@tmntaucompetition
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ohpsshaw · 1 month
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[I need you to go look up "ICICLE WORKS - I STILL WANT YOU" and start blaring that as loud as you can right now.]
So. Typhus and I have failed in our mission to get him into everyone's bedrolls. Turns out that traumatized vampire got hands. We didn't have the heart to break up with Astarion, and I think we're DnD married now. Please keep us in your prayers.
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intotheelliwoods · 4 months
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uppies
he just wants to be carried.....
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motherhenna · 3 months
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Blaming everyone on my dash for making me obsessed w THG and Everlark again goddamn y'all
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starrcrossrose · 1 month
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“This Is A Bad Idea”
“I Don’t Care”
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Uhh HAPPY VALENTINES DAY *throws guys kissing at you and runs away*
If you wanna see more of them I have a LOT on my Patreon. Uhhhh yeah bYE —
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tubbytarchia · 2 months
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Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light
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phi-guy · 9 months
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When in doubt draw other people’s hcs and AUs of your favorite character. @an-old-lady ty for blessing us with braid Obi-Wan…
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7.30am nervous nudes
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dizzybizz · 1 year
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a little redraw for ep9 except i was chipping away at my sanity by listening to caramelldansen the entire time.
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temtamtom · 3 months
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Local tired Venetian man thinks about aperol spritz running away to the alps to avoid more work
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