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tomatosoump · 1 year
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petaltexturedskies · 6 months
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Marian Seldes, referring to Anne Sexton in "Anne Sexton: A Biography"
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finally colored that Eddie scribble <3 rough day p.2!
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nepkatz · 10 months
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will you draw davepetasprite
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I lie k them and yes.d, i wil :3
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Self-Aware BSD meet the Internet. Short № 1
Description: After BSD gang gain an acsess to the rest of your phone, they also gain the acsess to the internet and YouTube. Unknown to you, they accompany you while you serf the Internet.
Slight Crack. OOC. Slight Self-Aware! Nikolai Gogol x GN! Reader
[Y/N] are watching the video.
youtube
[Y/N]: Is that how Gogol become friends with Fyodor? Like... Dostoevsky does look like an introvert who was adopted by an extrovert Gogol.
Meanwhile, in your phone/ BSD Mayoi app.
Everyone is looking at Dostoevsky and Gogol.
Nikolai: *opens his mouth*
Fyodor: Don't you dare, Kolya. Don't you dare.
Nikolai: *when he decided, that it is worth it. Quotes a poem for children he found, while he was browsing an Internet by himself.* He is tattered, torn, and lame. Yet I love him just the same.
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For the next few days, you had, what you assumed, a Gogol shimeji running around your phone. It looked like he tried to 'enter' "BSD Mayoi App" but couldn't sucseed. For some reason, you couldn't turn it off. You decide, that it was a bug. Mini Gogol didn't bother you, so you left him alone.
Between his attempts to launch the application, he tried to get your attention by performing magic tricks and doing tricks with "The Overcoat". You clapped, when he did it.
When shimeji dissapeared (when Fyodor realised, that you start paying more attention towards Nikolai, so he drag Gogol back to the game app), you had new note in "Notes" app.
"Thank you for been a great audience, Birdy [Y/N]. Until my next performance"
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A/N: Gogol quotes a poem by Agnia Barto, a Soviet poet and children's writer. Full poem in English:
Teddy
On the floor lies tiny Teddy
Half a paw is gone already.
He is tattered, torn, and lame.
Yet I love him just the same.
By Agnia Barto
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“When I would tell students to look at people, I knew it was hard for them to remember. They were young and starting their lives. They were going to see things and dating and having adventures. Fine, I would tell them, but look at everything. In every situation, including those in which you have a part. Actors need to be—and usually become—so sensitive to emotions that they can tell when someone is lying. To them or to others. A sort of extrasensory perception arises, and I’ve seen people on the bus or on the street, and I almost feel that I know just what they’re thinking and going through. I remember going to see Patti LuPone in The Woods. [A play by David Mamet that was done at Second Stage in 1982, where Marian saw it.] I had worked with Patti so much, and I had so much respect for her, and even as I felt I could see how she applied so much to her part, I was still not prepared for the effect it had on me.
Patti has an ability to allow us to feel that we have witnessed an emotional autopsy on her. She is unafraid to just expose herself, and in that play she was both angry and distorted by this emotion, and then resplendent in her love and joy. I felt at one point that I was witnessing her having a real orgasm on that stage, and perhaps I was witnessing her memory of pure ecstasy, which she pushed out from her being. I have always loved how Patti looks, but there was a moment in that play in which she became resplendent. It was like she had a dozen light bulbs inside of her, and they all switched on at the same time. I’m not going to ask Patti what she was thinking, what she was applying, but I will never forget that performance."
--Marian Seldes on Patti LuPone
(Follies of God)
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catrosshatesyou · 1 year
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I need to find time for self-portraits and sets again.
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the---hermit · 1 year
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18|01|2023
My months of rest and relaxation // day 71
Today was not productive at all, but I had a random movie marathon with my dad so that's totally fine. Did not enjoy either of the It movies we watched but we had fun either way.
Productivity:
Practiced Irish on duolingo
Continued working on my crochet vest while listening to an audiobook
Self care:
Read first thing in the morning
Had a random movie marathon with my dad watching both It movies which we despised. We ended up looking like the two grumpy old men in the muppets
📖: The Tower Of Swallows by Andrzej Sapkowski
🍵: green tea
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gayspacedrawings · 11 months
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Just another Tuesday morning
more annoying/bratty prince Tony
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rainydaygt · 5 months
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i keep drawing this disembodied hand in my personal g/t art with no real idea of who’s behind it.
I guess it’s finally time to make a giant oc
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silverysnake · 3 months
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ich hab schon wieder analyse thoughts zum spatort die auch noch bis heute abend schǒn weiterkochen können weil ich arbeiten muss oh no
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womansfilm · 8 months
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If These Walls Could Talk 2 (2004)
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morrisoxide · 1 year
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Ron Dulin's 1956 Plymouth Fury
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yutaleks · 1 month
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I feel like I haven’t really written a fic that was purely Yutaleks Lore™️ I think I’m scared to try
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trekkele · 1 year
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Damians a daddys boy in the ‘youngest member of a large Jewish family’ way, but Dick is a daddys boy in the ‘old New England money whispers’ kind of way.
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