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mtsodie · 3 months
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wonder what they talk about
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sophbun · 1 year
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this is shadows office at gun bc they r mean 2 him
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glitterghost · 3 months
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Belle (2023) 🌹
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spectral-coyote · 1 year
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More animating :)
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alicenpai · 4 months
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My assumption is that you may like Revolutionary Girl Utena, or maybe you never saw it but have thought about watching it
i actually watched a bit of utena & drew these pieces below! but this was way back in 2016 and i didn't finish the series (like almost everything i watch haha hence why i prefer reading)
it takes a lot of mental energy and effort for me to start a new series (i'm not a binger and i'm very selective of my media), and with how dreamy and abstract utena can be, i really gotta be in the right mood to watch a series like that. it seems the stars just haven't aligned for me to continue it. maybe one day i'll go back...
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mochispresso · 2 years
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Im having feelings about them again
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art--harridan · 7 months
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[Image description: A digital drawing based on the film Evil Dead Rise. It's styled like a poster with different, overlapping elements. At the forefront is Jessica floating upwards, arms outstretched. She is covered in shadows and water drops off of her silhouette. Her hair sticks to her head. Above her, there's two panels. One shows Ellie's eyes as a deadite and the other shows her mouth as one. The first has her looking to the side from a 3/4 view of her face. The other has her head tilted to the side, mouth stretched wide in a grin. Dark blood drips from her lips. To the side of these is a full drawing of Ellie's face contorted in a shriek. Her eyes glow and her hair falls down in front of the panel beneath her. The panel is of a pool of blood. This is behind Jessica too. In front of her, but still in the panel, is the text "evil dead rise" in red. The background is a desaturated purple with blood splatters surrounding it.]
Inktober - Day 13 (Rise)
Film - Evil Dead Rise (Lee Cronin, 2023)
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ganja-hq · 2 months
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It's genuinely so stupid to imply that one cannot be a martyr and also mentally ill
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monards · 1 month
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hoyo you'd be so sick in making rhine a parellel to furina's situation except where she never got a semblance of support or love (no matter how fake or masked it was) that furina got. while being labeled a sinner rather than god. (hoyo please)
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bigmammallama5 · 1 year
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i wanna dabble into a steampunk au at some point because i’ve never looked at writing in that subgenre before, so im understandably a little at a standstill. do yall have any media recommendations i can look into? what are your favorite steampunk-y things to look at (if you have the time and energy!)
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prfctmxxnlight · 2 years
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oh my gOD???????????
read the full article
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twelfth-dykector · 6 months
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maybe maggie and/or nina are demons?
hiiii!
i've been rotating this in my mind for AGES and i need to talk about it, so welcome to my very unorganised ramblings :D
i've seen abit of stuff on this (there might be tons i just haven't noticed) but im rewatching good omens and it struck me as abit odd when aziraphale was reading the note from maggie about the rent and there was a specific bit where she spelt something wrong. i know that's very normal and i didn't think much of it until crowley said that demons can't spell; that just seems too specific to be a coincidence, especially as neil gaiman is an evil genius (lovingly).
another thing is how maggie reminds me abit of muriel's lack of knowledge about how humans talk, for example when she made the "stripperdeliveroogram" joke, (aswell as nina's "you must made that up" response). it just felt really forced, like maggie was testing the waters with making human-like jokes. however, i am autistic so these might actually be funny jokes im just not getting.
also, even though neil gaiman said the people who play maggie and nina being the same people who play the satantic nuns is just a coincidence, WRITERS LIE!!!! (at least i think it was him who said that, it might not be idk)
i am aware this is PAINFULLY surface level, i really wanna go on about how maggie and nina mirror aziraphale and crowley but im too tired to do that rn
thank you and well done if you got this far, i hope you have a lovely day :)
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mieltelecheycrema · 5 months
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yk no one really talks about the ending glitch thing (from what ive seen) in f and c like yeah its a whole blink and you miss it type thing but the implications !!!!
more in tags
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nelithic · 5 months
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 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 , 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫  / drabble ₊
"if imitation is required, then so be it. nil's safety is all that concerns me."
we would never be human, my brother and i. we could never hope to pass. even as i said these words to the divine dragon, i recognized that it was concession only. we needed somewhere to stay, a place to rest our weary forms, and regain our strength to continue on. i would make any placations and reassurances necessary to ensure this, so long as we needed it, and leave them behind when it was no longer of use. such simple falsehoods were common, a quotidian tool to dull the fangs of the prowling and jealous until another day. they would still come, of course. just as we would still depart.
    ——— ⟢ 
we would never come close to human, my twin and i. their faces made this clear. the divine dragon was hopeful and naive, and believed baselessly in our ability to make ourselves at home because, they assured us, they had been able to do the same.
on many occasions, i said to them: "that success is owed in part to your nature as a divine dragon. you underestimate the strength of a systematic distrust."
always, they would reply that my ' systematic distrust ' could only be dismantled by time and visibility, that given enough show of good intent, the others would have no choice but to accept us. i expressed that nil and i were not here to give shows of our intent, nor was it vital to us to earn the humans' trust. we had no interest in becoming the ' good ' fell dragons for others to praise.
always, they frowned. and i was unable to tell if my words had disappointed or saddened them.
    ——— ⟢ 
"so, why the lance?"
a curious voice broke through the haze of sweat, exertion, and the punishing summer heat. i looked down to my bruised hands, to chastened palms rough and raw from the abrasion of wood, and planted the training weapon point-down in the ground between us to rest. it was as much an acknowledgement of their question as it was a wordless statement to come no closer, and in this single gesture simultaneously provided answer.
"i thought you said you wouldn't fit in."
"i have not."
and this was not untrue. seasons had passed, and nil and i had still not found a more remote, more willing sanctuary. and the faces had not changed. still we undertook tasks together and together only, at times with the divine one for company and otherwise a solemn and happy pair. for though there were those in the army who may stomach us one or the other, both at a time set them ill at ease. i did not fault them, for it did likewise for me. and i would not let nil alone, whose blood was too gentle still to wield steel against soft humanity should they strike first.
"my brother has made some progress with his axe. with a spear, i possess another means with which to protect him."
"ah," the divine one said, as though this was expected, though there appeared to me a distinct hope that there was more to be revealed. i sensed a certain expectation — that it had been a natural decision to complement the preferences of those around me: my brother's hatchets; the divine dragon's sword.
but i would disappoint. the consideration had never occurred to me; only that, of the options available, the spear proved most versatile. to slash, to pierce, to strike bluntly, close or at distance; to be thrown, and lighter weight than an axe.
and above all, to keep the enemy at bay, and nil behind me.
i turned the human weapon on the divine one now to demonstrate this. their startled blue eyes shone wide beneath the sun. "facing your sword will assist me in improving quickly. three seconds and i will attack."
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we could never have been human, my other half and i. after all, the humans had all taken their leave, what few remained of them, splintered and swept away like shards of glass.
and now it was quieter than it had ever been — in gradlon or amid the army camps.
regardless of what we intended, we had become the ' good ' fell dragons in the end. some of their faces had eventually changed because of this; others had not. i wondered whether seeing this had satisfied the divine one, had made them believe we had indeed managed to fit in with time and visibility; i had never had the chance to ask. regarding the fresh grave now, the spotless stone, the clean engraving, i felt that so long as this may have perhaps been true, my own intentions ceased to matter. and the praise and judgment of others ceased to matter.
my hands were once again bruised, raw from battle though the old callouses had long faded, and i tried to summon the memory of them again through vision too clear to be appropriate. i willed my eyes to weep, and it did not come. i gave that to nil instead, asked him to weep for both of us.
the spear drove point-down in the grass between the two of us once more, beside the pedestal's simple tomb, as though the iron sought the one who rested beneath it like a compass needle.
i could not reach. my hands could not reach. my tears could not reach.
yet with this lance, i may . . .
. . .
  【 nel has mastered halberdier 】
 
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▀▀  BOTANICAL HEADCANONS ₊ | abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc .) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ? | asked by @heriteur
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dokutah-exe · 1 year
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Doc. Doctor, if we must be formal.
How come some of us have to wear these big bulky Rhodes Island coats while some folks go off to battle in everything from pirate LARP outfits to pajamas? We have arrows and swords coming at us and half my squad's in swimsuits.
(I am definitely not jealous over the fact that I DON'T have my own swimsuit to wear into battle. Nope. Not one bit.)
gonna level with ya
the uniform has always been optional. some people just really like the material.
ive literally been in my outfit since the moment i awoke from cryogenic slumber. i literally dont have any other article of clothing used. not even an extra pair of underwear.
i smell fine because i shower and blowdry in the same outfit completely. dont even take it off in the bathroom. literally nevernude.
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lepakonpaska · 2 years
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visual representation of me for the past two months, i too spend my time crying and thinking of The Kiss <3
done with watercolors, white gel pen and gay tears
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