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#this is so gorgeous i have no words
renaerys · 9 months
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"And perish."
A Quiet Thunder by @renaerys
Art by @hallous
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a Mr. Beagle warmup for the masses! he continues to be so soft and soothing to scribble!
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snackugaki · 1 year
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hi sorry hello excuse if i could just pardon trying to get through sorry just lemme makikiraan po it’s okay gonna sumimasen squeeze in right here perdón yeah no it’s fine just excusez moi just gotta gonna commit a little words crime and i’ll be outta your hair hha ha a
... my humor isn’t so much low hanging fruit as it’s the fruit on the ground that the wasps have eaten and gotten drunk from the fermentation and are uselessly trying to sting the air
click through to see flowers given to people for their gorgeous gorgeous work
... i legit don’t know the general etiquette for tagging people you don’t know two days in a row... 
w elp; y’all should read up, 10/10 i love
Odd Man Out by the @threestripeslider​
We’ll Meet Again, Soon @chiangyorange
Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis by @mutantninjamidlifecrisis
Trial and Error by @apatheticrobots
Replica by @kathaynesart
EDIT: .......... i forGOT MNMC’S RED CRESCENTS  FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF but I remembered his dumb nipple dents, call that equivalent exchange
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wejustvibing · 5 days
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It's just tapping into, again, why we're here. Just a bit of a creative part of my life that I don't really get to share too much over my main socials. So, a sneak peak into a different realm in my life.
- Lewis on indegoblack
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tired-and-swaggy · 7 months
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people complaining on Twitter about how hozier played mostly old songs last night instead of all the new ones… crazy to me. like you saw hozier. in front of you. he sang for you. crazy to be upset about anything after that
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whipbogard · 4 months
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I HAVE ACTUAL FUCKING TEARS IN MY EYES
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cherryysocks · 5 months
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from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“Who will be lost in the story we tell ourselves? Who will be lost in ourselves? A story, after all, is a kind of swallowing. To open a mouth, in speech, is to leave only the bones, which remain untold. It is a beautiful country because you are still breathing”
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squidspawn · 7 months
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Ngl folks i have been livin' watching how the animation team handled Gear 5, it's been a truly awesome and eldritch experience <3
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rialitysworld · 1 year
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don’t look at the caption, look at HER
(Photos are from Kerri’s Twitter)
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merrilymp3 · 10 months
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i'm listening to "pray" right now, and this is absolutely one of my favorite songs off this album, but the line "pray for me 'cause i won't pray for you" is an INSANE line. i love TAD's use of religious imagery, but oh my god. pray for me, because i have left your faith behind. pray for me, because it doesn't mean anything to me anymore. pray for me, 'cause i won't pray for you.
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todayisafridaynight · 22 hours
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I think people moved on from hijikata in ishin kiwami too fast like .. yeah it’s not dragon engine mine but it’s still him in hd/unreal i literally start giggling and kicking my feet in the air everytime i see him 😭 He’s genuinely so gorgeous like i don’t blame daigo for asking if he’s single as soon as he met him
personally its not that i've moved on from hijikata it's that for the benefit of society ive forced myself to stop looking at him lest i reblog my photo sets of him every single day with the same nonsensical tags that border on satisfying the requirements for hospitalization
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chanstopher · 10 months
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230609 Music Bank ©Imyours
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knowthatiloveyou · 7 months
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Hello?!?!
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minimujina · 1 year
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the stimmies and the shimmies !
hi i wrote a self-indulgent drabble about kuni (wanderer) where u do some happy stimming and he wants to know why!!
ᴄᴡ. written with a neurodivergent reader in mind, but anyone can read and relate as stimming is not at all exclusive to neurodivergency :] i do not at all wish to encourage harmful stereotypes or put this behavior on a pedestal—this is simply a silly happy drabble building from my own personal experiences and i wanted to share it for anyone to enjoy!!
ᴀ/ɴ. happy flappy happy flappy flip flop flappy pap :D also this actually turned out to be really cute and doesnt only have to do with stimming—its very fluffy and funny and i really like the dialogue!! not super proofread and im very proud of myself for not hoarding this in my drafts for months!! im really happy that it only took me an evening to write this!! WEEEE
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“…why are you flapping your hands?”
you stopped moving abruptly, staring at the wanderer with a blank face, expression unreadable.
it took you a moment to get the words out (because he was staring at you expectantly with his arms crossed, and that was rather intimidating), but you managed to squeak them by after some self-encouragement.
“well… im happy.”
kunikuzushi seemed to scrutinize you for a moment, and you were afraid that this had only given him another reason to dislike you. “happy? why would you be happy? i hate happy people.”
(…that’s what you imagined he would say.)
though, you obviously didn’t know him perfectly well, because what he said next was far from the venomous reply you’d feared.
he simply hummed, gaze softening a bit. “alright then.”
alright then.
you had finished your happy flapping due to the interruption, no longer feeling the urge to happy flap, but you still felt calm and content, and maybe even more so thanks to his almost… sweet response. sweet for him, at least.
the expression on his face made you feel a bit warm all of a sudden—he wouldn’t stop looking at you. it wasn’t hard to tell that his eyes were boring into your own even if you weren’t meeting them yourself. you felt like a little pot of boiling water under his gaze. a little soup. a soup of happy and confused feelings. happy soup.
what was it that had made you so very happy, kunikuzushi wondered? he kept replaying the past couple minutes in his head, trying to remember what had occurred just before this, but the only pictures in his head were of you, all bouncy and flappy and so very pleased.
perhaps he should’ve just asked you, he mused.
perhaps he would just ask you.
“what made you so happy?” he inquired, as blunt and flat as ever. but you knew him just enough to know that he would never ask such a thing if he didn’t really care—and the tone of his voice was irrelevant. he always sounded rather uninterested with anything.
you grinned, meeting his gaze. it looked as though you were holding yourself back, buzzing with a chained excitement again.
“kuni, i was happy because of you!”
a most incredulous expression crossed the wanderer’s face.
“me?”
what could kunikuzushi have done to make anyone so happy?
he studied your smile, your hands, your eyes—and he could not figure out how he could possibly be a reason that all of those lovely features of yours contained such absolute joy.
you nodded confidently. “do you want me to explain?” you could tell from kuni’s horrified expression that, firstly, he did not really believe you. and secondly, he held a deep-seated loathing for himself, which was why he could not believe you. he could not accept that there was anything good about himself.
“knock yourself out,” he murmured, still seeming dazed.
you motioned for him to sit next to you, looking like you would start jumping up and down at any second. seriously, why were you so happy?
“i was just thinking about how far you’ve come, kuni,” you began. you already looked like you were in the middle of one of your long spiels that the wanderer was so often obliged to listen to. “and it makes me really happy.”
he had to hold himself back from scoffing—not because he thought anything bad about you, but because he thought badly about himself.
“remember when nahida first made you come work with me in the nursery?” you grinned. “you were so mad. it was hilarious.”
kunikuzushi averted his gaze to the ground with a grumble, suddenly finding his shoes very interesting.
“okay, i was not mad.”
“yes, yes you were! oh my archons, you were so grumpy, kuni! you-”
“no, you are so delusional,” he retorted. “i was just-”
“grumpy?”
“no.”
“ooohhh, yes, kuni was feeling a bit grumpy, i think. you were a little grumper.”
the wanderer opened his mouth to retaliate—but he faltered, a new hint of amusement smothering his gaze.
“…you are incredibly annoying, did you know that?”
in any other situation you would’ve taken that very literally, but the faintest of smiles itched at his lips, and you knew for certain that that was his way of conceding.
you probably should’ve stopped there, but something inside you just couldn’t continue in life without saying this one last thing.
you feigned pity with a pout, widening your eyes and clasping your hands.
“...did nahida forget to give you a juicebox that day?”
kunikuzushi thrust his hat onto your head, shoving you and your hysterical laughter aside. if you could’ve seen from under the big ass hat, his glowing cheeks and sheepish grin likely would have sent you into a fit, and the wanderer just couldn’t have that.
“i am so funny,” you cackled, very obviously pleased with yourself (but you were still trapped under his hat, so your voice was very muffled, and it was much more difficult for him to take you seriously this way).
“yeah, yeah. whatever helps you sleep at night, flappy.”
“flappy?” you knocked off the hat with one sweep, an incredulous smile dancing on your lips. “you jerk!”
“yes, i know.”
“oh, you are so mean,” you grumbled, though your expression said the exact opposite.
“i’m well aware, flappy.”
“you just make me wanna—wanna—oh, why i oughta-”
“oh, please, do tell!” kunikuzushi drawled, resting his chin in his palm.
when you couldn’t seem to say anything at all, mouth agape, he closed it for you—pushing your jaw up with his pointer finger—grinning smugly like he always did.
“as auntie nahida says,” the wanderer murmured, “if you have nothing nice to say…don’t say anything at all.”
and with that, he grabbed his hat from the floor, exiting the nearly empty nursery with a dramatic flourish that was so characteristic of him. you were left sitting there for a few minutes, aghast at what had just happened, until you came to your senses.
you did a bit of happy flapping after that.
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thank you for reading :)
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jacarandaaaas · 4 months
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no because what did they put into the “waiting on a miracle” instrumental!?? Like that sounds so magical!? like when I think of magic and whimsy THAT is the exact sound I’m thinking of it’s so gorgeous!?? but somehow it manages to sound sad at the same time? like little elements add a melancholy undertone and it’s so good!!! Everytime I listen to that instrumental it’s an experience I am IMMERSED.
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licorishh · 2 months
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I'm two episodes into the new ATLA show and I literally love it oh my gosh skjdfhakdsf
I'm really not the biggest fan of season 1 of the original show so this is honestly a massive step up for me I'm incredibly impressed
M. Night Shyamalan better be taking some serious frickin notes here like this is how you adapt a show hooooly cow
Some slight spoilers in the tags beware sdfdsf (also since I'm only on episode three please don't spoil aahh-)
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