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Lady Caitlyn and her beloved Sailor Vi...

more of my sailor au bc I miss them

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You are very pretty, aren't you.

Testing some new brushes. Also, why does this look so poopy on my PC v in Procreate?

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Nest of Pikachu by Diane Özdamar

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Reblog if you still love Team Rocket!

Forever and ever

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*spits out tea* HOLY MOTHER OF CHUCK!

SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

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Wanted to make something silly.

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brock is surrounded by memes

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This TBH

if you ever feel down about a "low" number of hits/kudos/rbs on your work just try to visualize that number of people in a room engaging with the piece

sounds silly maybe, but i have a fic with 60 hits and i was like :/ briefly because some of my other fics have 300+, but then i tried to imagine 60 people being like

and then i legitimately felt better LOL

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Happy Summer Solstice

To celebrate, I just posted a sickfic. Includes our favourite Rockets, heat exhaustion and Jessie's care for James to make it all the more fluffy ♥♥♥

Check it out and hope you enjoy! Don't be shy to comment! I love those! ♥♥♥

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66732514

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You said you were pushed out. Bullied. Made to feel like you didn’t belong.

You spoke of closed doors, of quiet rejections, of how warm spaces turned cold around you.

And I believed you. I stood by you.

But now I see the cycle.

Because you didn’t just walk away from me. You rewrote me.

You turned my support into suffocation, my honesty into volatility, my presence into pressure.

You said I was too upset. Too reactive. That your choices weighed too heavily on me.

You kept telling me who I was, and when I tried to show you otherwise, you covered your ears.

It didn’t matter how many times I explained, that I process differently, that emotion isn’t aggression, that your decisions didn’t break me, but your distorted version of me was already set in stone.

And then, piece by piece, you erased me.

Silently.

Efficiently.

With the kind of calculation you once claimed to be a victim of.

You did to me what you said others had done to you. Only worse. This was a decision in response to vulnerability. To block me, to silence me, to scrub my existence off the record while continuing to ask others for support, for feedback, for kindness, as if nothing happened.

You turned yourself into a symbol of harm reduction, while causing harm you’ll never take responsibility for.

You build your safety on the isolation of others. You vilify anyone who disrupts your comfort, even if they’ve done nothing but care too loudly.

And the truth is: you are not being excluded. You are excluding. Burning bridges you’re too afraid to cross. Cutting ties with the kind of support you said you lacked. And hurting people who only ever reached out a hand.

If this is what safety looks like to you, I hope one day you understand that what you’ve built isn’t protection, it’s a cage made of cold silence, but all it’s done is echo the pain you swore you’d never cause.

This is not a cry for dialogue, but a quiet release. And even now, I hope peace finds you, as I try to find mine.

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I can’t believe I’ve never posted this on Tumblr. It’s an old work from 2015, but I’m still pretty proud of it.

It’s an illustration to @conretewings‘s fanfic “All Things Considered“ that you can red here:  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11370733/1/All-Things-Considered

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I love auto-selecting camp supplies, it’s too funny

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Watching the seriess🤺🤺my wifi sucks so badd tho