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what if i was very literally doomed by the narrative itself and you used your bloody hands to bend the foundation of reality and change my fate. and we were both girls.
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Total eclipse of the Sun, July 1860, illustrated by astronomer Warren de la Rue.
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Time for a new long post. A group of some of my favorites I’ve done in 2024 already.
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‘Study of Thistles’ by Sophia L. Crownfield, c. 1890.
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Happy Trans Day of Visibility 🏳️⚧️
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Tree roots following the pattern of concrete footpaths
TREES!!
Anonymous asked:
Hi oh my god I had been playing mahtah for a day or so when the new update dropped!! The new trophies are so delightful thank you very much, but alas I have come for another matter in desperation: I truly can't figure out to romance Chris lmao. I've done a run with at least every other character epilogue and I've attempted to be nice to everyone but I truly can't get his points up above 2 by endgame even though I've cleared all his dialogue TvT I've come to you as my last resort, since I genuinely respect your work so much and I did genuinely want to have a complete natural experience 🙏
Ah! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
The trouble with Chris is he will also judge you for how you treat others around him; in general, be kind and polite, but also when he snaps at Gwyn, don't snap back at him. When you visit him in the hospital, invite him back to the house for hot cocoa if you get that option. In general, take the time to say kind, sympathetic things in his dialog options, rather than driving toward truth, answers, and goals. Where Bec loves some good sharp sarcasm, and Gwyn appreciates quirky joy and practical loyalty, Chris genuinely likes the little niceties.
Hi! I think there was a poem that you wrote some time ago, I'd really like to read it again. It was about grief, and I believe there was a line to the effect of:
"The world is not less because you are not in it,
But the world is less without you"
I think there was also a line about the passing of seasons that mentioned plums ;; I hope I'm not crazy or mistaken. Love your work!
I think this is probably the one you're looking for!
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When I say you were too young to go I mean the stars had not yet fallen. I mean there were rivers that had not yet carved themselves canyons. I mean I can count the years you were here. When I say you were too young I mean there were still stories I never got to tell you. I mean there were joints in my body then that had not yet ached. I mean the orchid on my desk has been nothing but a green stick for weeks but just today it bloomed. You would care about that but you are not here to tell. When I say you were too young I mean I was. I mean I did not want to know that kind of quiet, not yet, not sitting there in my fuzzy socks, reading a string of texts and truths I did not want to believe in. I dreamed last week it was a lie. We went out to lunch. You were skinny and sun brown and sat sideways in your chair. I got coffee and you had salad with figs, and then I woke up. When I say you were too young to go I mean I miss you. I mean you were a light on this earth. I mean starlight comes across millions of light years of vacuum and silence. I mean when things get big you measure distance in terms of time spent. I mean the older I get the farther I get from you. -ejl.
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once there were four children, by Liridi.
When did this get 10k likes wtf 😭😭😭
Source: inprnt.com
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Growing.
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Top-Tier Villain Motivations
- They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
- I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
- Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
- Yes, Master
- Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
- I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
- I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
- No other way to get performance art funded these days
Very important, cannot believe I forgot:
- No other way to get academic research funded these days.
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Kaoru Yamada
#art
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i love pictures of the international space station which are just completely overexposed because that is just.. unequivocally an angel.
Hey! I have no idea if you'll ever see or answer, but I have to give it a try. I've been on a massive Harry Potter fandom deep dive, most specifically Snape. And i stumbled upon a life of smoke and silvered glass
It was beautiful and human and amazing, but i won't go into detail about how much I adore it because you've probably heard all of that and more.
My point: Would you give me permission to translate it into Spanish?? I don't know if you already have, but I would be honoured to. If you don't wanna that's fine too.
I love your writing and i hope you kee doing it because you're amazing! <3
Love from Perú
Much love to Perú! I adore translations and feel very honored whenever anyone takes the time and effort to translate my work. Thank you so much for writing me and I look forward to your translation!
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haunted house uquiz by streetlighthalo
This is modern art. The tragedy and hopelessness is perfectly encapsulated in your lack of a choice. Were you in his place, you would do no different. Because the gods have deemed it so, because fate is stronger than you. I’m usually not a big art person but holy shit
[ID: question 18 of 18. It says "you're orpheus." The only option is to look back. It is not selected. A warning says "You must select an answer for this question." End ID]
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i'm not the praying sort, but i'll probably always have a soft spot for the astronaut's prayer
for those who aren't familiar with it, it's a possibly-spurious quote by alan shepard (and is thus sometimes referred to as the shepard's prayer) on the launchpad of Freedom 7, immediately before he became the first american in space. it goes like this:
"Dear Lord, please don't let me fuck up."