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sjonni33 · 4 months
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☆´。⁠*゚⁠+✧new chances☆´。⁠*゚⁠+✧
[ko-fi] [prints&stickers] [redbubble]
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can-of-slorgs · 2 months
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*japanese funky nightcore cover music in the background*
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littlecrittereli · 3 days
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More Concept Art Yippee!
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Been cooking this one up for almost a week now...
Still no context because I'm still developing the plot line for Reprogrammed's Sequel...
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infernal-lamb · 8 months
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some silly cotl doodles (ft. my human oc who experiences the Horrors in the land of the old faith)
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cliveguy · 2 years
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i don't think people outside the uk / people who don't keep up with the situation for trans people in the uk actually understand how dire it is or how much influence jk rowling actually has over here. trans hate crimes have noticeably and substantially increased since she "came out" as a terf and there isn't a single mainstream news source that doesn't favour transphobia in "the trans debate." even our most left wing political party has outspoken transphobes, and the party actually in power is even worse. so seeing people bring up how much of an ally they are for knowing how to use 123movies whenever someone brings up not wanting anything to do with harry potter is more than irritating atp.
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abessive-art · 2 months
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Lt.
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lucky-slice · 2 months
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low key i think to deny Riko's trauma is to deny his narrative importance in the story.
like Riko's trauma related to his father parallels neil's. His concept of brotherhood adds complexity to Andrew and Aaron's relationship. He acts not just as an antagonist but as a foil to other character's relationship to trauma and violence.
to solely view riko through the lense of his actions is to miss the point. He is a character in a story, not a real breathing human being.
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qursidae · 1 year
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Did some quick icons of my fav LIs from DA <3
[Carrd 🃏]
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theroseeatsribs · 1 year
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silly comic
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shurisneakers · 4 months
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ok and if i wrote harmless in a different font. so what
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mirapteo · 5 months
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do u guys care my cryptage hollywood au
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mintcakeart · 1 year
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Summer, 1989. A little piece of the sun.
more steddyification of pinterest pics
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[Source for this wonderful picture of our favorite fisherman here.]
Calling in two experts for this one: @thefandomeffect-noah and whoever is behind @ask-uncle-fang
And also me, I'll share my expert Fang opinion in the tags as well.
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roseworth · 1 year
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A who suffers more poll but it's batfam fans that actually read the comics vs dc fans who hate batman and the batfam
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“i’m never more at peace than i am in your arms.” with Steven Grant
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Pairing: Steven Grant x Reader
Word Count: 887
A/N: Just opened up my askbox for some requests!
Warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort if you squint, poorly-edited
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The service had been a lovely one. The reception even lovelier. 
The reception is even lovelier. 
Having stepped outside of the venue and into the cooled heat of the summer night for a moment’s rest from the festivities, you feel as if it was all a memory, a misfiring of neurons that made you believe that the day had truly happened. 
You’re tired, tuckered out. The type that only comes from not eating enough and feeling too much. 
Your bones ache, there’s a film of something stuck to your skin and inside your lungs. You’ve spent too much of the day outside, with too many people you’d spend at most an hour with. 
A grating static is littered like chalk dust inside your mind. The more you try to wipe it away the worse it gets. 
A rumble of laughter flows out from the open window, and it goes straight to your head in the worst of ways. 
It’s a horrid combination of too many things that, each one in moderation, would be alright to handle but put together like this are too much at once. 
You’re oversaturated. 
There’s an increase and decrease in noise as the door opens and closes, the bit of a drag on the second step that lets you know that everything is going to be alright, that you no longer need to struggle to keep the cracking mask on. 
“Hiya love,” his voice is warm, like the sun. “Everything alright? Lost each other in there, didn’t we? For a bit.” His arm comes to curl around your waist, he pulls you close to him. 
Everything is alright now. 
Guilt crawls up your throat at the poorly-hidden worry in his voice, “Sorry about that.” He’s wearing the cologne you got him for Valentine’s three years ago. He’s on his second bottle now. “Didn’t mean to run off.” 
“Well you didn’t go very far,” Steven shrugs. The movement against your own body is a redemption in itself. There’s a purr of laughter around his voice, “If anything I’d say it was a piss-poor attempt at running off.” 
You smile and laugh, breathing coming to you a little bit easier now that his body is warming yours up, now that it’s just the two of you again. “Didn’t take you long to find me.” 
He shrugs again. You suppose there isn’t an answer to that anyways, the pull between you and Steven inexplicable, though entirely tangible to the both of you. 
“You feelin’ alright, though, dearie? Somethin’ on your mind?” His free hand presses against your forehead, the side of your face. There’s a dimple between his eyebrows. 
You turn and look up at him, pressing the length of your body into his side. Even the rub of the fabric of his pants against your skin is enough, the truth of his own skin underneath shining through it all like seaglass. 
You know for a fact there’s a dopey grin on your face. Your arms come to circle around his neck like Saturn’s rings, your fingers come to play with the ends of his hair, “Just you.” 
“You wanna go home? Really, I wouldn’t mind, the band was gettin’ a bit on my nerves if I’m being honest,” he turns away for a moment, his voice dropping to a grumbling tone like it always does when he complains. “Don’t know what kinda stick that trumpeter's got up his arse but he’d be doing us all a good favour if he took it out and threw it far, far-.” 
“Steven,” your voice isn’t harsh, a gentle callback to the moment between you two that existed free of any trumpets. “I’m alright now,” you cup his cheek, gaze into the coffee cups of his eyes. He’s more concerned than you initially took it for, his light-hearted teasing a paper-thin veil. “Just needed a breather.” 
“You sure you don’t wanna go? It’ll be much nicer at home, Gus’ll be there n’all.” 
Steven loves live music, despite his complaints. He’s notorious for being the life of the dance floor whenever you two go out, and his eyes are still twinkling, the need to dance still present in his soul like a blossoming tulip. 
“I'm never more at peace than when I’m in your arms…when I’m with you,” you smile, trace the ridges and grooves of his nose, press your thumb into the prominent pockmark on his left cheek, right above his mouth. “Thanks for coming and finding me.” 
“‘Course honey, ‘course,” he swallows, tightens his grip on you a little. “You really wanna stay?” 
You nod, “I think I’ve got an hour or two left in me.”
He doesn’t stray from your side once after that, sweat dampening his forehead as he spins and spins to the music he seemingly hated. In something beyond your soul, his presence is steady and quiet like a rusted anchor.  
Steven’s hand is warm and soothing in yours, his voice hoarse and scratched an hour later, after you’ve said your goodbyes and are heading out. 
Your feet ache a little. For some reason, the nails of your hands are throbbing. Your soul is calm, soothed. 
As always, all you really needed was Steven. 
And Steven always came to you.
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up-in-flames-writing · 4 months
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In lieu of Stuff Your Kindle day, can we talk about the issue of how the m/m genre of books, romance or not, is almost entirely dominated by women? Can we talk about how the most recognisable gay couples in media are written by women? Can we talk about how queer men can't even write about ourselves, how we are only allowed to exist when it's from the point of view of a straight woman sexualising us?
Can we talk about that? Or am I going to get called misogynistic for pointing out the disparity between who gets the writing deals, & who gets their books turned into movies, & whose shit gets popular versus whose doesn't? Can we talk about how m/m fiction is only allowed when it appeals to a cishet gaze, or is that too much for tumblr to take?
Can we also talk about how trans queer men are even more hated by publishing? Can we talk about how we get shit from both sides? Can we talk about how books about the experiences of being a queer man, written by queer men, never get the same recognition as books written by women on this subject (barring academia which has its own problems)?
Can we talk about that? Can we?
#booker speaks#no bloody clue how to tag this#this is for the tags only but#people would get up in arms if the f/f book scene was dominated by cismen only#why are we not extending this same energy to ciswomen writers of m/m?#why did we forget about the original meaning of own voices?#why are queer men pushed out of publishing in the way that we are?#& im not just talking about romance here#like there are fantasy & scifi & contemporary novels about men loving men that are written by ciswomen who have a very narrow view of what#m/m relationships are like. & this extends towards stuff like manga too but im not gonna get into that cause i dont read mangs/comics#can we talk about how hard it is to find queer masc authors nowadays?#saying this both as a reader & as a writer#can we also talk about how lists of queer & especially trans novels almost always forget to include anything by transmascs & gay transmascs#or if they do include us its 1 transmasc book to 1 enby book to 8 transfem books or books about the 'trans experience' in nebulous terms#can we stop reccing detransition baby & start reccing the spirit bares its teeth?#can we look at works written by queer masc people that arent just red white royal blue & stone butch blues?#go read cemetary boys#read alexis hall & max turner#read bloom if you like comics. or nimona#read my shit too!#im gonna be focusing on my writing blog way more this year#& im working on some projects that may or may not end up being published in physical form#read more queer masc stories by queer masc authors!
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