{Like this post for a starter! I don't think any of my ask memes went threw...
If your a multi muse please specify)
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Looking forward to longer days, but enjoying these beautiful nights. Happy solstice!
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Losing my mind at seeing Twitter Discourse where a girl talks about being a waitress and how sometimes people don't acknowledge her or reply to her at all when she speaks to them and how it feels dehumanising and all the people in the replies are like UM. SOME OF US HAVE /SOCIAL ANXIETY/ You're literally an evil person for wishing people would treat you with bare minimum decency :/ like idk how to tell you this but if a waitress asks how your evening is while she's taking you to your seat in a restaurant and you're gonna pretend saying "Fine, thank you" is a horrific arduous task like. Maybe you're just a massive cunt? Maybe you're just an insufferable fuckwit?
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Venting to a new pal
Look! I drew them in @theskeletongames /Poetax's style!! (kind of) Go check out their sans/fell/blue/horror content, good stuff!!
I LOVE the dynamic they gave to classic and fell in their comic, I keep watching this one dub, who does the P E R F E C T voices for them!!
Here's my love letter to their ongoing projects💛💛
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@toujours-prete {For Narcissa}
🌹It was moments like this that the brunette wished her son had inherited her lack of site. A horrible thing to think upon a child but being as his eyes had to fall upon the Dark Lord regularly caused him such a fright.
Roseline pressed her back to the now-closed door several rooms away from the parlor. A distance still too short between her and her extended cousin. She held her son close as he cried, long rolling shrieks of horror. His little fists were tight in balled fists as the witch bounced and sang to him in a shaky voice.
"I'm so sorry my little bund. Mommy and Daddy wish to keep you away....we really do." It was in a soft whisper against the baby's head as she laid light kisses upon his forehead. A mess of small black curls adorned the crown of the boy's head as he pressed his forehead against his mother. A small little bundle of nerves caused a birthmark of sorts in the shape of a heart pressed against the black blouse of the witch.
At the sound of feet, Rose jumped before realizing whose magical signature it was. It was taking all she could not to cry herself for her son's sake. Something the other women shared with her all too well.
"Narcissa..."It was a painful sob as she drew closer to the other. Adopted into the Malfoy family she treated the blond more of a sister than a sister-in-law. She knew not if the other women appreciated this but it had never stopped Rose. 🌹
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🌷 marie colère est maintenant là devant toi
marie douceur n’est plus qu’un souvenir déjà
(ref painting under the cut)
love’s shadow - frederick sandys
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also hey while we’re down here i actually tried to do this 2 years ago n bruh look at this 💀 utter madness
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because apparently my friends said its insane I've never seen real snow. trying to prove a point.
please reblog to increase my sample size!!
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