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falling-skyzz · 5 months
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bubbles !!!!
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dollya-robinprotector · 7 months
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CONGRATULATIONS DOLLYA!! 🎉🎉💐You deserve so much more, your art is so wonderful and it's always great to see your contributions to the fandom, I´m a big fan, I hope to see you on my dashboard for a long time to come! 🐀💕💕💕💕
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WHY ARE YOU. YOU. AND YOU Not you Chen you're good to go ON ANON???? omg just let me give you kisses alreadyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
*chu* *chu* *chu* *CHU*
Ref from one of the chapter cover of Sono bisque doll wa Koi wo suru I can't find it now it's just so cute I can't help it
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sugar-grigri · 19 days
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12k in practically two days it's absolutely crazy thank you for this welcome and for all these kind words I read them all and I'm just too touched that it resonates with so many people ! ♥️♥️
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yappacadaver · 24 days
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Pass some boops on to Raymond; I never played Mortuary Assistant but he looks like the Old Man of All Time and I am invested into your enthusiasm for him.
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😭😭😭 thank youuuuuu so much waaa!!!!!! it means a lot that you enjoy my insanity inducing obsession with this Old Man (❁´◡`❁)
Raymond's into modern tech but the etiquettes and complexities of social media continue to elude him... boop.... boop.....
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beybuniki · 1 month
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the way you draw dabi and hawks??? unparallel. simply godly. they're so beautiful and their character is so goodddd. they're lil scrunkly guys. I want to pick them up and hold them in my hands. keep them in a little terrarium and stare at them they're so perfect. thank you thank you thank you
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reds1981 · 8 months
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‘When people see behaviours, modes of existence, ways of being that are subject to repression or hatred, the imperative becomes to make them identities, and then demand that such behaviours are normalised. Perhaps we can […] make them credible, legible to the norm, feasible, and therefore deserving of rights. It doesn’t work: white American male homosexuality has been swept up in the new moral panic along with all the other queers. Resisting normalisation isn’t an issue of posing as radical, of wanting to be edgy. It’s about acknowledging the fact that, as Davey Davis says “normalcy does not exist without the abnormal.”
Perhaps we are not normal. Perhaps normal is no good. Perhaps normal is the thing that made us abnormal to begin with. I hope to become better at welcoming my abnormality, and in the process accepting and loving the abnormality of others. It’s no easy task: as I wrote last year, when I discussed disgust, in our society “...abjection - to be the object of revulsion - is to be unworthy of love. This is not just something preached from the homophobe’s pulpit, either, but is a belief that underpins a society constructed, at root, on the reproduced image, the once printed and now pixelated image. We live under the tyranny of the image. Disgust is to be erased, sanitised, purified, ejected. Only the immediately and crudely attractive, only the beautiful, is capable of being loved.” We don’t need to normalise anything: we need to reckon with our love of the norm’
- Huw Lemmey, Normalyze This
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veethefreeelf · 5 months
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HATE IS A STRONG WORD PART 2 I BEG I'M ON MY KNEES
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You guys are killing me 😭
But I may or may not have already a plan for it….
YOU WIN THO
THERE WILL BE A PART 2 FOR THIS FIC 😭
I don’t have an ETA for it yet but it will be happening
THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME 💗
CHEERS 🥂
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FOAMING OVER THE MOUTH FROM THIS THANK YOU @drowninnoodles
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NEGFOKGWEKGFEFNKR EHEHHEHEHHEHEHEHHEE LOOK AT ME GOOOOOOOOO
I JUST AAAARGHHHH AM SQUISHING AND NOMMING ON THIS DANGEROUSLY
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shitsha · 9 months
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your latest lapis art is so damn good, every time I come across it I spend atleast 20 seconds just staring at it.
youre like, my only fix for powderless gems, and I love them all so much. if you ever do a powderless lapis I will happily explode
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I’m so glad someone else enjoys powderless gem as much as I do!!!! don’t explode!!!
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dumpsterfireofsubtext · 9 months
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Hello @pro-found-axsthetic sent me THIS pic (thank you thank you thank you habfhdhdhsh) in ref to the latest 1930s AU chapter and ummmm even though I didn’t intentionally write that scene with this picture in mind, it is Perfect.
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NYAHAHAHAAAA I MADE YOU OCS BACK
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THEY'RE THE MOTH KIDS THEY LIVE IN A BIG TREE AND THEY SILLY 🗣️🗣️🗣️
…*points*
POINTS POINTS POINTS POINTS
OH MY LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDS I WANNA GIVE EM HUGS AND LUVS AND MORE HUGS FOREVER AND EVER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA JOOFIE THANK YOU THANK YOU-
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stllmnstr · 3 months
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1k on champagne problems?????????
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rosella-writes · 1 year
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You said "Solas/Anyone" and I am taking full advantage of it! How about Solas/Spirit for "A shard of mirrored glass that reflects a different sky." Could be any spirit - Wisdom, Valour, Curiosity, Purpose, Compassion, etc. Your choice!
THANK YOUUUUU this was fun 🥰for @dadrunkwriting
Rating: Gen Relationships: past solavellan, Solas x Spirit Warnings: Angst?
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There are eddies of memory at the brim of this broken mirror — a frame that once held a door, now a bronzed barrier that lacks its magic. Solas revisits it.
It had been this mirror that had heard his monotone confession to the Inquisitor. It had been silent witness to her grasping at his armour as her arm fell away to nothing. He kneels in the grass once again, and a shard of glass clinks against the maille that covers his knees.
«You kneel,» mutters a familiar voice, in more perfect Elvhen than its owner had ever managed in the Waking, «but it is not out of humility. It is cowardice.»
Solas does not look up. He keeps his eyes fixed on the glass, which reflects a sky that is ruddy with a faraway sunset. The sky above him is colourless and bland.
The presence draws near — it had been faint before, but it is inexorable and indisputable now. It is a challenge, a boast, a call to action, and its source does not kneel, but stands over him.
«Ah, Pride,» says the spirit. «Stand to greet me. Grovelling does not suit you.»
There is a touch on his chin. He lets it guide his face up, towards the sky, towards the gaze of this being that has been drawn to this place of shame.
It is not corporeal — it shifts between faces that are nearly those of the people he has loved, and its form is the colour of the sky that the mirror shards hold. As he watches, staring at it with eyes that grow hot and spill over, a familiar smile crosses its face.
«Did I bring you here, my friend?» Solas says.
It chuckles. «No. I have been here, in the mirror, waiting. Do you remember when you broke it?»
He does, in a flash of deep, soul-rending shame. His lack of control was inexcusable. He will not be so foolish again.
«Why do you wear her face?» he finally asks.
He staggers to his feet, but the spirit does not move away — it has solidified during the course of his thoughts, taking a form that is strong, armoured in dragon bone, and armed with a great blade upon its back. Its face is reproachful, as hers was once. He wishes to bury his fingers into her coily hair and press his mouth to the one that scowls so petulantly, just as she used to.
The spirit grunts with dissatisfaction. It juts out its chin in challenge, and the familiar gesture sends a shard of pain into his heart. «We take the shapes expected of us. My nature is one of bravery and duty. Whose face should I wear but hers?»
Solas does not answer — he cannot. He puts out a hand, and the spirit, after a beat of deliberation, allows him to touch its face. He can feel the ridges of its vallaslin, the deep gouges of the scar beneath its eye, and the curve of its cheek as it smiles.
«Your soul cried out, so I answered,» it murmurs. «She gave you courage when you were lost. Fortitude in your weakness. Determination in the face of your doubt. I am but a remembrance of her in this place, where she stood against you one last time. Does this form help you?»
Solas clasps the spirit's face between his hands, then leans his forehead against its own. He closes his eyes.
«Yes, Valor,» he tells it. «And we have work to do.»
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cosmiles · 8 months
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ash-and-starlight · 4 months
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ngl ive been reading all your asks abt swbts and. you’ve opened the floodgates. before i start screaming let me say i absolutely adore your art across all the different fandoms you’ve been doing forever and all the fandoms you’ve only done a few pieces for. now that that’s said let me rant.
FBDHSJSHRBDNAKSKSKFJTJCNC I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS
SPC HOW FUCKING DARE YOU
i definitely got into the series bc of you so thanks for the emotional damage i haven’t been this fucked up since reading the locked tomb - i was finishing swbts on the way to get a christmas tree and everyone in the car was looking at me in absolute bafflement as i sat there sobbing
your art of everybody is actually so gorgeous i would do anything for your ma and xu da (i love his skater-boyification) but god damn baoxiang. the way you draw him is just so ugh. no words but like 😳 holy fucking shit.
some variation of your art (credited ofc) is my profile pic on pretty much every single thing i have an account on bc its just so beautiful
dont want to take up too much of your time so ill end it here but i just got hwdtw for christmas snd im devouring it and have already cried once
alright bye and hope you have an amazing day :) <3
aaaa thank youuuu it’s so heartwarming to know ppl like my art no matter the fandom it’s for 🥹🥹
NSBDNS SPC OWES US A CARE PACKAGE!!! sorry to hear abt the crying sesh during the christmas tree drive i hope it was cathartic lmao. and aaaawlfksn thank youuuuu!! so happy to hear u like my art (yeah having to reckon with the Truth that wbx would serve lethal levels of cunt in a modern au was a surprise for me too lmao) and that you use it as pfp 🥹🥹🥹🥹 have fun with hwtdw bestie i’m never recovering from that
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Forget and/or Hand for the word thing
(because your post just reminded me it Wednesday)
Happy Wednesday friend! Hope you are on school break soon!
Here is forget from not to me, not if it’s you:
“Maybe that’s just what best friends are for,” Jamie says.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever had a best friend before,” Roy admits.
“Well, you got one now, Royo. Don’t you fucking forget it.”
“Yeah, Beard,” Roy teases.
“Oi! Fuck off!”
And hand from Chicken Soup for the Footballer’s Soul:
He’s finally beginning to hit his stride for the run when a voice cuts through the music.
“Tartt! What the fuck are you doing?”
Startled, Jamie turns towards the voice, his right foot connecting with the edge of the treadmill. Jamie desperately reaches a hand for the safety rail but his momentum is too much. He has just enough time to think, oh fuck, before he looses his footing completely and unceremoniously falls off the treadmill.
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