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occudo · 2 months
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Lonely Knight Seer Mage Pining Hours
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noodlerama · 11 months
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How could they have ended up this situation???
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calm sunsets in the woods
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stuckyrogersbarnes · 6 months
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Faves ♡
(These illustrations aren't mine - Dm for removal)
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spicyartinsp · 8 months
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Royal Academy Students Supper 1889. Front page of menu.
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hatie · 1 month
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yin-yang-friend · 9 months
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All day, every day
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Therapist
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Mother
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Maid
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Nymph, then a virgin
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Nurse, then a servant
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Just an appendage
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Live to attend him
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Just so he doesn’t lift a finger
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Labour by Paris Paloma Part 1
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angelogistics · 2 years
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i have to design characters or i'll DIE !!!
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dhumonio · 2 years
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The scarlet witch
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mochimoonrabbit · 3 months
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latinverbis · 2 years
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OPEN TO Anyone, 30+ CONNECTION The hunter James started drifting around with after helping them with several jobs/cases.
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Cemeteries and graveyards were, perhaps, James’ least favorite places to be in at night. It wasn’t because of the stigma attached to them, but the fact that his brother, Jacob, had made him stay in one when they were teenagers. He had spent the night at the whim of his imagination, thinking back on all the horror movies he’d seen of arms reaching up through the dirt to drag him to hell, ghost possession, and zombies or vampires rising up from their graves to feast on his flesh or blood. He knew better, of course, but the residual feeling of being alone in the dark still clung to him.
Digging up graves was one of his least favorite things to do because, most of the time, bodies were buried in cemeteries. The only comfort James drew from his current situation was that he wasn’t uncovering the skeletal remains of a ghost by himself. Once the two of them salted and burned the bones of their current case, the witch would be glad to leave the graveyard in the rearview of the hunter’s vehicle.
“Have I said...” James grunted as he shoveled a heftier mound of dirt out of the hole, “... how much I hate this part of the job?” He paused briefly to shove aside a lock of long hair that gotten free of the ponytail his hair was gathered in and catch his breath.
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ughmerlin · 9 months
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WHO SAID IT: witch bitch edition (insp.)
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queenofinys · 3 months
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the universe is shifting and it's all for me: new beginings in the good witch (2023)
@maisiepetersnetwork​ event: new beginnings (insp)
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sheryl-lee · 2 years
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Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch + funko pop! (insp.)
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antoniosvivaldi · 4 months
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@pscentral​ event 22: 2023 wrapped & 2023 album releases: The Good Witch by Maisie Peters (for @newyearsyet) (insp.)
"As I get older, I’ve tended to draw on my own life more frequently, but that’s not necessarily always chronologically accurate. I’ll write about something that happened four years ago like it was yesterday — it doesn’t matter to me. I am The Good Witch; I make what I want out of the things that are happening."
@giftober 2023 | day #28: Change
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gelphiegifs · 9 months
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"As she strode through the forecourt of Colwen Grounds, she crossed paths once again with Glinda. But both women averted their eyes and hurried their feet along their opposing ways. For the Witch, the sky was a huge boulder pressing down on her. For Glinda it was much the same. But Glinda wheeled about, and cried out, "Oh Elphie!" The Witch did not turn. They never saw each other again." - Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire. (insp)
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