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can you believe me and Jonny are really dating for real in real life
#quoting myself from when i showed a sketch of this to my friends#i have issues and kinks that would make god cry#and. yeah#jonny shoot me pls it would fix me#the mechanisms#jonny d'ville#furry#fursona#dog fursona#fanart#digital art#comic#jonny bee art
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very canonically accurate bible fanart
#someone tagged my judas art once as#blorbos from my bible#and. yeah#the bible#bible#saint peter#judas#judas iscariot#jesus#simon peter#judas x jesus#jesus x judas#peter x jesus#jesus x peter
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I feel like we should acknowledge still feel being on the c!sherb playlist. like yeah it makes sense but man I shake it and I think so so many thoughts about it
#that playlist analysis post *will* exist at some point#i promise#but. man. *man*#its such a song that i think about#and. yeah#“i still feel alive” shaking it#shaking icarus too#sherbertquake56#icarus morningstar#fable smp#fsmp#a tag to help find my own posts
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webtoon comments understand that some outfits are bad on purpose to further characterisation challenge (IMPOSSIBLE)
#read some of sidekicks#and. Yeah#not just characterisation! worldbuilding around how hero PR works#and presumably (this was my assumption) how little say sidekicks have over their costumes#which ties into themes but i'm tired and it's pretty early to get into thematic analysis#not even mentioning the genre context it's probably referencing! which i'm not really qualified to judge but like. It's There.#sidekicks webtoon#i am also still reading hero killer don't worry#okay to be fair. i have extra trust in the webtoon because it was recommended. but still
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whatever's in his bloodstream goes directly into mine.
dead ringers (1988) dir. david cronenberg // dexter (2006-2013) s07e02, s07e12, s08e12
#do you all see what im saying. are you picking up what im putting down#its fucking vibrating in there#its about the fucked up sibling relationships and the whatever the hell is going on with them#and loving someone so much it consumes you#and folie a deux#and. yeah#dexter#dead ringers#web weaving#eli.txt
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TOH FINALE SPOILERS!!!
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Hunter 🤝 Kenji
Getting adopted by a guy named Darius
#good for them both#been on a toh high for the past week since i speedran s2b and s3 before watching the finale#and. yeah#hunter toh#kenji kon#c rambles about jwcc#camp cretaceous#the owl house#toh#toh spoilers
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“So long, nerds.”
#technoblade#rip technoblade#art#i needed to finish this. i had this sitting in my folder for a long time#and. yeah
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i just am not capable of being angry at a fluffy-haired angel who wants to save the world, even if he is going about it all wrong and leaving behind the love of his immortal life in the process
#good omens#good omens spoilers#good omens 2#this is lighthearted#feel your feelings#but i saw a post that was like ‘i know everyone is upset w aziraphale’ and i was like ??? speak for yourself tf#with all due respect#how can i be anything but sad for him when i just saw him spend most of the season staring at crowley with unmasked longing and adoration#the moment in the entire season that stands out the most to me is when aziraphale was so giddy about asking crowley to dance#in the end i think the person aziraphale hurt most was himself#someone else on here said aziraphale didn’t reject crowley he lost crowley#and. yeah
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u know when u overthink shit and ur convinced something is destined to spiral into a fuckshow but you have no control over it or leaving said situation. Feeling that with this job
#HAPPY TO BE ENOLOUED EXCLAMATION POINT!!! but the hashtag energy is off#ran into an old friend from highschool at work tn...who ended up on a similar path as i did towards the end#and im trying not to judge him for it. im sure he had his reasons cuz so did i.#but the girl whose position i replaced was his ex girlfriend apparently. and she told me some of the things he did to her#and. yeah#he was very friendly to me tonight but he could tell something was off. and i could tell that bothered him :(#its just weird cuz i loved this guy he was a very close friend and obvi iv3 only heard the one side#plus this girl said some unprompted anti masking shit to me which was like err ahh uncomfortable#but all in all she was a sweet person with a good heart#even wrote me a mini goodbye letter wishing me luck!!#and the things she said he did sounded veryyyy familiar in terms of my ex#and its just kind of shaken me up a bit#someone from a part of my past that i never really left has come back and weve both changed#afaik he and i were the only ones who went awol and broke contact w everyone else#idk....kindred spirits but also wary#ykwim#anyway. still dealing with the feeling of I Dont Belong Here at my job#while simultaneously needing it to survive#such things are odd. life is odd
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that moment when you're at the cinema, watching a hitchcock movie, and there is a scene where a cop picks up a woman's purse and puts it on his arm as he walks away (he needs to take it to the station - whatever) and his superior immediately stops him, exclaiming that he can't walk around like that, he'd get arrested ! 😯
and the audience laughed. more than at any other joke.
and i was just. sitting in my seat. listening to my peers laugh at queerness. laugh at me – at us. as if we were still in 1954.
#ngl#this made me super sad in the moment#bc. it's not funny?#i honestly don't get how people instantly laughed out loud#is the sight of a man with a feminine purse and the acknowledgement that queers get arrested for being out‚ that funny?#kinda wanted to scream WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT OUR OPPRESSION?#and at the same time was super numb and tired#bc it is to be expected#and. yeah#lise raconte sa vie#tw homophobia
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tspud animatic idea I have to spit out rq
yk the song 'running up that hill' by Kate Bush. well that trending audio clip where it's like
'if only I could,
I'd make a deal with God
And get him to swap our places.'
well.. what if it's a Stanarrator moment. Where Stanley has grown so tired of the parable and so tired of everything and The Narrator wishes he could make it all go away or even swap places and let himself experience all the torture and have Stanley be up here safe.
But instead he's stuck here. He's stuck, watching as the higher ups torture him again and again. And he can't do anything, can only follow the script until they're gone, and hearing Stanley's pained cries does little to help his fraying sanity.
Oh, he'd oh so gladly sacrifice himself and swap places with Stanley if he could. Give him a break, anything. Break his own mind for him. But instead he's stuck, his hands tied behind his back, unable to do anything but watch. And watch. And watch.
#tspud#tsp#the narrator tsp#the narrator#stanley#stanarrator#angsty#animatic idea#well. more like writing blurb#I felt bored#and I was listening to that song#and. yeah
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something something Icarus always wants to be useful something something even when really injured and not doing very well they always try to *help* something something they don't know how to keep themself busy without being helpful something something even immediately after the lighting and the cave and *all of it* they immediately went into damage control mode to try and fix it and help something something
#rewatching drafts and drawn breath and#yeah ic is hurt as shit and theyre still trying to help#and. yeah#something something#sherbertquake56#icarus morningstar#fable smp#fsmp#a tag to help find my own posts
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Dana terrace casually posting a lumity doodle captioned ‘just a quick little sketch hee ho nothing big’ Like im not screaming and crying and throwinf myself against a wall rn
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Lucky Jacket
Word Count: 1060
CW: implied child neglect
Summary: Bill gives Glenn his jacket, Glenn pretends like it means something.
Glenn Close had fallen asleep in an empty apartment, as he often did, and awoke the next day to someone gently nudging at his shoulder.
“Hey kid,” a hushed voice said, much softer than anything he was accustomed to, “Glenn?”
Glenn opened his eyes slowly, and squinted through the haze of sleepiness that clouded his vision. “Dad?” he asked quietly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He rubbed at his eyes, half expecting for his dad to be gone the next time he opened them, but his dad remained crouched in front of him. He looked tired, deep bags under his red-rimmed eyes, but he was smiling at him nonetheless. (Glenn liked when his dad smiled at him.) “What time is it?”
“Um…early? I don't know, who gives a fuck,” he said with a shrug, “I've got the whole day free, I thought we could like. Hang out together, or something.”
Glenn’s eyes widened, his sleepiness clearing away into excitement. “Seriously?” he asked as he sat up, his voice low and. Careful. Because he knew getting his hopes up when it came to his dad was never really the best idea.
His dad grinned and nodded. “Yeah, seriously. Now hurry up and get dressed so we can get out of this place.”
Glenn grinned and nodded as he stood up from his bed. His dad stood as well, and looked down at him with something like amusement (later, Glenn would convince himself that his gaze held the sort of fondness that all other people seemed to hold for their children.) “Hell yeah, I'll be ready in a bit.”
“See you in a few, little man.”
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The day was, by all means, entirely unremarkable.
His dad seemed to have a killer headache (“Long night, y’know?” he said with a smirk, and Glenn pretended to understand exactly what he was talking about), so the day was. Slow. Quiet. Nice in a way that was simple and calm. (Which was, admittedly, unusual for his dad.)
But to Glenn, any time spent with his dad was remarkable anyways.
“I'll make up for the lame day next time,” his dad muttered at the end of the day, when the sun was beginning to disappear over the horizon, and Glenn was excited at the idea that there would be a next time, “I'll show what it's like to have some real fun.”
“Hell yeah man, we’ll fuck some shit up.”
His dad laughed, and Glenn grinned proudly. “Now that's my kid,” he said as a hand ruffled Glenn’s overgrown hair. Glenn gently swatted at his dad's hand, groaning exaggeratedly about the mess of his hair, but he couldn't help the smile that lingered on his face afterwards.
The world around them darkened slowly, and the wind grew colder. Glenn began to shiver, he tried his best to keep his dad from noticing.
“You cold?” his dad ended up asking anyway, looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
Glenn took a breath and shook his head. “Nah, nah, I'm cool,” his voice came out more shaky than he had intended. He sounded so stupid and lame.
“Yeah, I can see that,” he said with a small chuckle. (And as the memory of this moment changed and faded, the small chuckle turned into something soft and fond. He has never been able to entirely convince himself that that was the real sentiment behind it.)
His dad took off his jacket and draped it over his shoulders. It smelled like smoke and cheap cologne (a faint floral scent also lingered). “That'll keep you warm,” he said before beginning to walk away in the direction of their apartment. “Let's start heading back. It's getting late, think I'll crash with you tonight.”
Glenn nodded and followed behind him, holding the jacket close to himself. The jacket was well worn and entirely too big for him, but he felt cool wearing it. And it was warm and comfortable, it felt like safety and home.
He thought it reminded him of his dad, because he really wanted that to be true.
“You got the keys, right?” his dad asked as they stood in front of their apartment door.
Glenn nodded, and his dad let out a breath of relief that was entirely exaggerated. “Thank god, mine are still lost. Good looking out, little man.”
“Yeah, no problem dad,” Glenn said with a smile as he unlocked the door.
His dad took a step inside and yawned loudly. “I'm gonna hit the hay. You should probably get something to eat before that though, and don't stay up too late.”
“Wait,” Glenn took off his dad’s jacket and held it out to him, “you can have this back now.”
His dad paused and looked between the jacket and Glenn for a few moments, his brows furrowed as he got a bit lost in thought. “Nah,” he said after a moment, smiling faintly, “you can keep it. You'll grow into it eventually.”
Glenn frowned. “But you always wear this jacket. It's your lucky one.”
His dad shrugged. “Yeah, well I want you to have it now kid. I don't need luck,” spoken with an overconfident grin that he shared with his son, “And it looks better on you.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah, sure,” he said with a nod. He walked back to Glenn and ruffled his hair. “You're a pretty cool kid, you know? Why don't we hang out more?” It was the sort of question that wasn't directed at anyone, the sort of question that would receive no sort of answer. Glenn wished he had an answer.
His dad yawned again, and turned away from him to make his way to the bedroom. “I'm gonna sleep, but we should totally hang out again sometime soon, okay?”
“Okay,” Glenn said with a nod, a small smile on his face (too hopeful, too happy, too genuine).
His dad gave him a lopsided smile and nodded once, before disappearing into his bedroom.
That night, Glenn fell asleep in his dad's jacket. (It was a habit that would persist for several years. Whenever he felt alone and lost, he would hold on to the old jacket, run his hands along the worn leather, and pretend like it actually meant something. Like it was his dad’s way of being there for him, like it was his dad's way of saying "I love you".)
The next morning, Glenn woke up to an empty apartment, as he often did.
#Raf's writing#glenn close#bill close#dungeons and daddies#quick n short thing bc. I just think. That Glenn always kinda knew his dad sucked#but he held onto fond memories they shared to paint him in a better light to himself and others#and. Yeah#he's got a complicated little relationship to his dad
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trying to be normal about thasmin today and "we fell in love in october" comes on shuffle
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brainrotting abt v3 friend groups and bestie activities snzzz
#the specific brainrot in question is training trio + tenkaede + rantaro#theyre sooo uni friend group vibes... besties for the resties...#v3 makes me ill good night#i mean all them should be besties because v3 cast chemistry is SO GOOD#and. yeah#idk where i was going with this#sticky notes
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