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naskaolgia · 1 year
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southpark highschool
Spring formal-2009
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[If I'm doing the math correctly they are 13-14 in this]
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The concept of age has always struck me with this show. And when they're near their 40's or in their 40's in post covid that confirms that the boys were born in the 1990's. Aka- when the show began 1997.
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1strangething · 1 year
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Bunny Ear Blossoms
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mr-trubbish · 1 year
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Look at these neat flowers I took pics of
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newbuddylove · 2 years
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akuutaguava · 2 years
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The sky was slaying tonight
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georgiynishto · 1 year
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I would like to share a method that has helped in creativity and a stable money income
Hope it helps someone as well as it did me.
All the best, Georgiy!
https://bit.ly/3VfGeAy
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gunpowder-tim · 7 days
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little guy with his rock
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august, the coast at the very tip of WA
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sam-nochncs · 1 year
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I AM SCREAMING I WAS JUST DRAWING AND THEN I WAS STRUCK WITH AN IDEA
GHOAP AT A SPACE MUSEUM
BETTER YET PLANETARIUM
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farawayfromdryland · 1 month
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just saw the hotd s2 trailer and like even the daylight scenes are also somehow way too dark?? why is this still happening? we have been lighting movies fine for a hundred years hbo please get your shit together
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joyfuloldphart · 3 months
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Mt Thielsen, Oregon "The lightning rod of the Cascades" captured this weekend by Andrew Martin
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demontouched · 3 months
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i have an. Idea. we all believe the mythomagic card company is satyr/demigod owned, right? and we all know how accurate the cards are because the minotaur wears tighty whiteys. so what if instead of asking for second hand accounts from demigods who survived encounters or gods or artemis' hunt (yknow, sane things). they had wildlife photogrophers. like a group of demigods (i imagine a mix of apollo/ares/demeter kids) who go out and track down these monsters to get pics. there's even a hunter who helps sometime. they're all tricked out with the best gear, both for photogrophy and monster slaying.
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punkeropercyjackson · 4 months
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Willow and Hunter (from The Owl House) headcannon's
Ooooo tysm for asking!!!
For individual:Willow is blasian with her dads being a cis gay x seahorse dad couple ane he has brown skin and SUPER thick curly hair,Hunter has chronic pain and they're both trans + autistic!!Their genders depend on my mood though,they're like Link and Zelda to me
Willow's special interests are plants,photogrophy and video games with Animal Crossing as her fave!!
Hunter is a wolf therian!!Does it make sense in canon?No but we're self-indulgent here
Willow is pastel/cottagecore punk and Hunter is goth punk
Willow's favorite musicians are Babymetal,Twice and Ice Spice and Hunter's are Mitski,Mcr and Frank Ocean!!
Sometimes i hc Hunter as black!!Not always though,because with Belos that's hard to write without making it problematic
They're the Team Parents of the Hexside Squad♡
Hunter loves food SO MUCH
If Willow had a secondary color in addition to green,it would be pink💖
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mundanemoongirl · 4 months
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WIP Introductions
I’ve been posting about my wips for a while, but I never formally introduced them. So here they are!
Spiritwalker
Genre: YA fantasy, dark fantasy
Tag: spiritwalker wip
Status: Second draft
Triggers: Death, murder, suicide, self-mutilation
Summary
Lady Daron Spiritwalker lives in a world of witches, plague, and war. She is the seemingly perfect heir to her clan and is known across Serenta, the country of witches, for her beauty, intelligence, leadership, and ability to bridge spirits, which only her clan can see and communicate with.
When she is sent to an academy that only the most elite witches attend, she expects a normal education, but instead receives a deadly fortune and discovers secrets within the walls that reshapes the way she sees her world.
Daron is not the type to make friends, but when faced with this problem much bigger than herself, she learns to rely on and even love a group of her schoolmates.
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Ann Marie, Maya, and I all looked at each other. From their blank faces I could tell that they were just as confused as I was. “What does that mean?” asked Maya. “I presume it means that pressing the hand on the wall opens something. A passageway maybe.” “I already checked the other mosaics and none of them have runes. Who would defile a depiction of our goddess like this?” Ann Marie asked with as much indignation as her soft voice could muster. “There is only one way to find out,” I said, placing my hand atop my goddess’. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Maya asked. “It could be a trap.” “That is why you are here. You know what to do if something happens to me.” I knew how to read the signs. Someone was calling out for a Spiritwalker’s attention, and no matter who it was or how many warnings I received, I was not going to ignore the call. I would be a failure as a primary lady if I did.  The icy tiles warmed beneath my skin, letting me know that I was taking too long. I pushed and the section of wall behind the mosaic shuttered, but I still needed more force. I pressed my other hand to the wall and pushed harder, straining the muscles in my back and shoulders. The wall moved inwards this time, rotating like a cog. When it was just a sliver centered between two gaps, I gestured to Maya. “Are you coming?” The younger witch, ever loyal, followed me into the pitch black that awaited us. The smell of mold slapped me in the face, and I had to resist the urge to cover my nose in order to keep my grip on the wall. I stretched my foot as far as it would go, trying to gauge how far the passage went, but only felt emptiness. This vast, dark, unknown space should have frightened me, but instead I was struck with a strange familiarity. I had been here before—in my dreams.
We Faceless Folk
Genre: Mystery
Tag: we faceless folk wip
Status: First draft
Triggers: Racism, kidnapping
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Rachel is a second-year Black college student and loves nothing more than watching movies from her comfy bed and hanging out with her photogrophy-loving girlfriend, Chinwe. But one day Chinwe goes to a concert and never returns. When Rachel gets no answers from the police and is sure they aren’t even looking, she takes to finding Chinwe herself.
Rachel finds clues in Chinwe’s Instagram and even enlists the help of Chinwe’s unhinged ex girlfriend. In her search, she discovers more about Chinwe than she’s ever known, including where Chinwe’s really from.
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Sometimes when I lay still long enough for my mind to lose control over where my thoughts roam, and the late summer heat blurs the lines between reality and imagination, I swear I can hear her voice. Her lips just shy of my ear, whispering something unintelligible. I turn to hear her better, but of course she’s not there. Chinwe’s been missing for two weeks. The door clicks as my roommate enters the room. We hardly ever talk. I don’t hate her, and I don’t think she hates me, but she lost interest in me pretty quickly after she discovered I’m a homebody. She’s been talking to me more ever since Chinwe disappeared. Not starting actual conversations, but reminding me of things I needed to do. When she walks in and still sees me in bed when I’m usually heading out the door, she asks, “Don’t you have class soon?” I do, but I don’t want to go. I don’t want to sit in that room that feels too large and yet suffocating with Chinwe’s empty seat next to mine. I groan and run my hands over my braids. Just one class and then I can get out of here. I can do that.
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