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superchat · 1 month
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Vincent Price with The Muppets - The Muppet Show (1977)
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e-claire · 6 months
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Thank you to @foone for making The Death Generator so that I could use it to make this image.
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bettertwin9000 · 6 months
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OMG ITS UR BIRMFDAY??? HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D (i think-)
Have a pretty dress as a birthday gift (sorry it might be hard to see the details I used a lot of white-) plus a random butterfly doodle
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OH????? MY GOD???? WOAH. WOAHWOAHWOAH. HOLD THE PHONE. THAT'S BEAUTIFUL? Holy crap I need that dress. I need it more than anything in the world. THIS IS GORGEOUS. WONDEROUS.
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shortandintroverted · 1 month
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Bros are fighting the strongest angel in the world while wearing heels, what a bunch of slays!! I kin Lucifer so much, he is such a goofy sweet fellow!!! Such a fem queen guys
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pkmn-smashorpass · 3 months
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godspeed roserade anon
I love you guys 😭
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maddarc · 7 months
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Jonathan Harker has been rich for all of one week and he is really pulling an Oprah handing out bribes to people
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atlinmerrick · 2 years
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A library I recently visited had this at the end of the stacks and I will love them forever for it. It's a sheet of paper giving you the Dewey Decimal numbers for topics such as abortion, abuse, suicide, and more so that you don't have to go talk to a librarian and in case you don't know how to use the computers.
IMAGE ID: A laminated sheet of paper that says:
Sensitive Subjects We are here to help, so feel free to ask us for any type of materials, but we understand if you are hesitant to ask.
Abortion: 179.76 or 362.19888 Abuse: 362.76 Abusive Relationships: 362.8292 Birth control: 363.96 or 613.9434 Body Image: 306.4613 or 616.852 Cancer: 616.99 Child Abuse: 362.76 or 616.85822 Depression: 616.8527 Divorce: 306.89 or 346.790166 Domestic Violence: 362.76 or 362.82 Drug Addiction: 362.29 or 616.86 Eating Disorders: 616.8526 Grieving: 155.937 Gun Violence: 363.33 Homelessness: 362.5 or 305.568 Immigration: 304.73 or 325.72 LGBTOIA+: 306.76 Mental Illness: 616.89 Personal Health: 613 Pregnancy: 618.2 Race Issues: 305.8 Rape & Sexual Assault: 362.88 or 364.1532 Sex: 612.6 or 613.9 Sexually Transmitted Diseases: 616.951 Suicide: 362.28 or 155.937 Trauma & Recovery: 616.8521
END ID
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magpod-confessions · 6 days
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My favorite hc is that the distortion doesn't actually change your limbs, Michael Shelley was just freaky like that
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cherry-posts · 1 year
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camillasgirl · 7 months
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In marking the first anniversary of Her late Majesty’s death and my Accession, we recall with great affection her long life, devoted service and all she meant to so many of us.
I am deeply grateful, too, for the love and support that has been shown to my wife and myself during this year as we do our utmost to be of service to you all.
- Charles R.
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httpiastri · 7 months
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JACKIEEEEE OMG 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
oscaaaaaaaaarrrrr 😭😭😭 the baby!!! i’m so happy !!!!!!!!
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jokerislandgirl32 · 23 days
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Happy anniversary to Ziolet!!! :D I literally love you and Zach so much.... I was glad to have an excuse to make a little doodle of you guys dancin' :3
You're amazing!! And HAPPY ANNIVERSARY AGAIN!!!! <33
Zach and My reaction when seeing this:
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My/Violet’s response: Thank you, thank you, thank you soooo much for taking the time to create this beautiful piece. I am so touched by this art, your kind words, and that you wanted to help us celebrate this special occasion! Dancing and music are so special to us and our relationship, and the fact that you incorporated that into this art makes me tear up, it is so special and touching! We love you too! And we love you so much for doing this! Btw, we are dancing to this song.
Zach’s Response: Thanks for drawing us looking hot together…ugh, Violet is glaring at me…thanks for drawing us looking AMAZING together, is that better, Vi? As Vi said, dancing is a big part of our relationship so that’s a great touch. I always like to have my hands on her waist while dancing…Violet! I’m not doing anything wrong, stop glaring at me! I was just going to say I like the intimacy of it! Okay? I also like that you drew Violet and I with coordinating outfits, Vi looks so good in my colors…. And, I love that you drew with her hair down, she looks stunning with her hair down…like a beautiful angel 😉.
Me/Violet: Awww, and now Zach is complimenting me? That’s thanks to this art 😊! Thank you sooo, so much for this wonderful art! I totally will be making it the new profile pic btw, and I’ll credit you!
Taglist below cut (let me know if you want to be added/removed)!
@snailchans-imaginarium @crunch-crunch-eat-a-bunch @changingcore @bitchywitchheart @stoatsapphic @3qu1us-main @fomybeloved @benreillyswife @creativegenius22 @genderqueer-bithing @serenitytodd1234 @mailiow @celestetheseaunicorn @barnesncavill @mayixxxmoon @gui-mauves @evander2511 @bat-anon @bejewled-wahlberg @mouschirambles
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anartisticdreamer0 · 2 months
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i’ve officially decided my favorite area is mom village + death family home
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cheesy-eyelash · 2 months
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omg gigs on hermitcraft is real I'm so excited!!!!
I've been binge watching the phasmaphobia videos repeatedly and now they're all together on the server! this is gonna be so much fun I love it
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skyloftian-nutcase · 11 months
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I titled this fic “Dad squad Sad squad” lol. Anyways, I’m not the best at writing but I can’t stop thinking about these three. They mean a lot. Based after that one ask you answered about Rusl having a breakdown. It’s not a detailed breakdown but he’s having a rough time regardless.
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Rusl stared blankly at the lake in front of him, watching the sun slowly disappear behind the mountains. It was quiet, save for the trees blowing in the wind and his friends working on a fire. He was supposed to find fish in the lake for Abel to make something for dinner, yet, despite the empty feeling in his stomach, Rusl couldn’t bring himself to catch fish. Fishing was something he did with his sons whenever he got the chance, and with the sun setting and him being alone, the pain lingering in his heart since the beginning of this adventure started to overwhelm him
He was so worried about his dear son. He was ashamed of himself for not protecting him when those red men attacked. From what Abel told him, the red strangers were dangerous, and wanted nothing more but for the calamity to return. Seeing Abel’s Hyrule, Rusl could understand how devastating a calamity’s return would be. And it only made him more worried for Link.
He clutched the fishing rod in his hands, looking over to his side where Link would normally sit when they sat at the Faron spring. They used to sit and talk for the short time they had before they had to head back home. They don’t have those talks much anymore, and a horrifying thought entered his mind, that he’d never have those talks with Link ever again if he’s unable to save him.
He took in a shaky breath and hunched forward, feeling the tears coming to his eyes. He’s been trying to be strong and optimistic for his friend’s sake, but he couldn’t keep that up anymore. Paralyzing fear overwhelmed him for his son’s life, and for a while, he just sat there crying.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the sun was well behind the mountains now. He sniffed and wiped the tears from his eyes, starting to calm down just enough for him to hear movement behind him. He spun around and saw the Fierce Deity slouched over near him, his hand hovering inches above Rusl’s back. Abel was behind the war god, reaching for the hand. He looked at Rusl and pulled back, scratching the back of his head.
“I-I’m sorry Rusl,” Abel said rather awkwardly, “he—we— just wanted to make sure you were alright.”
“I was just about to console you,” the Fierce Deity said, his hand not moving.
“I told him not to do it this way though,” Abel muttered, glaring at the war god.
Rusl stared at them bewildered, and almost let out a laugh. He wiped the remaining tears from his eyes and forced a smile.
“Thank you, I’m alright though… I uh… don’t need a pat on the back.”
The Fierce Deity nodded and lowered his hand, standing to his full height.
“So, you are no longer in need of consolation?” The war god asked, looking at Abel for help. The tired man only shrugged.
“I-I’ll be fine, thank you, really.” Rusl gave a more genuine smile.
The war god nodded again and turned around, “I was able to find a deer in the forest, we’ll have that for dinner,” he stated.
“So you don’t have to worry about catching any fish, alright?” Abel said softly.
Rusl stared at them for a moment, feeling guilty that he didn’t do what he was supposed to do.
“I’m sorry—“
Abel raised his hand to stop him. “It’s fine Rusl. There’s not a lot of fish here anyways.”
Abel looked at the fierce deity and gestured towards the fire with his head. The war god nodded and gave Rusl a small smile before walking towards the fire they built. Rusl smiled back and turned to look at the lake again, the anxiety returning to him. But before it could overwhelm him again, he felt a gentle hand rest on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Abel staring at him with a sad expression. The look of understanding was in his eyes, and he gave Rusl a nod. Though he didn’t speak any words, Rusl knew that Abel was determined to save their sons, and a sliver of hope shone through the darkness lingering in his chest. Rusl nodded back and patted the hand on his shoulder gratefully. Abel smiled slightly before turning around and joining the war god, who was watching them curiously. Rusl watched them for a moment as they began to prepare the meal, and he felt alone again. He looked up at the stars, beginning to shine among the dark sky.
Spirits… goddesses… anyone from this world… Rusl prayed silently, his hand clutching his chest, please, please keep our sons safe, please let them return to us. Please have Link and I return home safely…
FJKSLFJDSKLFJ AHHHHHHH SMILES I LOVE THIS <3333
@nancyheart11 @skyward-floored @telemna-hyelle @raeofsky LOOK T-T
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