The C-45 lineup in the north end. Oshkosh 2023
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I will never understand people who are cruel to homeless people. I have been sitting on the floor ugly crying and puking because the homeless man who always sleeps on a bench near my house passed away and I genuinely dont know what to do with myself. I wish all anti homeless infrastructure and billionares a very kill yourself.
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If u can, buy Manitoba mukluks. My feet have never been cold in these shoes.
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'that curtain would barely do anything to stop the sunlight' correct, but little sisters love bitching
also, a semi-lineless experiment version under the cut
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tagged by @marriedzukka (<3) to share 6 sentences from a WIP
A couple scrolls have some light stains or minor tears, and one has a dab of paint —
Paint?
His heart starts racing, and he takes extra care with his movements as he removes the scroll. He rubs his thumb over the wayward dash of orange pigment, memorizing the subtle ridges of the crackled spot. Orange isn’t that rare a color, he reasons. Plenty of people probably have orange paint around.
tagging @ YOU if you wanna participate!!
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昨日の夢
Yesterday's Dream or Dream of Yesterday. A track from C-Music Professional Library that was featured in Episode 44 of 90s Sailor Moon. The scene where Queen Serenity dies
Theres a couple of covers on Yotutube playing it by ear but this is the official track played in the episode.
Heres the Two covers I've Heard: cover 1 ; cover 2
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The lovely Canadian Queen. Oshkosh 2023
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Here you have a little sketch of my main idea for human!Duke. His design in the series is pretty over the top in comparassion to everyone else, so I decided to roll with that. Also yes, the other two wings didn't fit in the canvas, but he has them. There's always one wing per cargo.
Anyways, it's time for a random sketch dump!
These are my first two little animations! A hand and one of Certry's eyes.
A skelly dude meets three magenta blobs (my OCs).
The night sky decided to look back at you.
Some... weird places where you can buy things.
A very messy and kinda ugly sketch I did at like 1 am of Certry.
Aaaaand (one of) my RT OCs! This is a fankid for Kay and Alf, he's currently named Kyle. He is a soft guy that is pretty powerful (sometimes damgerously so), but he prefers to just relax and work from home rather than train with his dads.
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Wrapped Scenelets No. 95: splits
I'm writing scenelets for (most of) my Spotify Wrapped top 100 songs. Here's number 95, Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival.
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The Confluence leaves seemed to intensify the sound of the wind, clattering together in a way the conifers at home never did, and throwing around the weird storm light with their shadows. It was easier to look out the window than it was to keep watching what was happening six feet away, to keep waiting and waiting. Tem stole a glance back anyway. Marietta was still making small talk with the nurses, though it was getting bigger the longer it went on. Probably Tem should be talking too, pretending that all this was real normal and they weren’t that worried. But they didn’t feel quite like they were in the room anymore. The worry and the panic surrounded their mind completely, and they were getting through it by just not thinking about it too hard. Not thinking about how their roots were still locked into Marietta’s, and would be until their sprout, Milo, finally split off their combined rootstock, however many more hours that took. Not thinking about the brace around Milo’s tiny body, covering so much that it looked like per was just a metal can with limbs and a head, the only thing standing between per and all manner of infection and injury. Not thinking about what happened if the brace wasn’t enough, and despite the doctors’ confidence, Milo died when per differentiated. Just thinking about the strange foreign leaves. The strange foreign wind, and the strange foreign shape of the window. Just how this was their first, and Marietta’s, and if per died, they would have to get out of this job. There was no way they could brave it again after that. It was honestly a wonder they hadn’t passed out from the stress yet.
They were half-rehearsing a worst-case call to their husband when they felt an odd creaking in their roots. Turning back to the room, they found the nurses all crowding around Milo, and Marietta watching them. Milo’s roots were lifting up, shrinking back from the rootstock. When Tem could feel the bizarre sensation of Milo standing on their roots rather than as part of them, per eyes opened. They felt per wobble and their heart stuck in their throat. But the machine connected to per brace said that per was breathing. Now Tem was too, coming halfway back into reality out of pure relief.
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Scenelets wrapped taglist: @kk7-rbs
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