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Buds and Blossoms (1907) by Willard Metcalf

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happy pride month everyone

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Mars, Jupiter, Venus, Saturn, 25.01.25, by Manusia dan Langit (composite picture of the alignment also called “planet parade”)

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witchgrass, louise glück

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Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”

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Please reblog this if your blog is crossover friendly

aka you are happy to write with muses who aren't in your same fandom (fandomless muses of similar genre for instance)

+ specify in tags what kind of crossovers you're open to

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pink rhododendron 2025/04/26

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Icarus!

Finally, Tails' brother and Blossom's uncle... and also the hero of mobius ig, but he's a lot more family oriented nowadays. He wants to make up for the time he spent travelling with his wife :> He's 38!

Happy birthday you blue bastard, have a proper reference.

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light purple flowers 2025/04/26

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Icarus!

Finally, Tails' brother and Blossom's uncle... and also the hero of mobius ig, but he's a lot more family oriented nowadays. He wants to make up for the time he spent travelling with his wife :> He's 38!

Happy birthday you blue bastard, have a proper reference.

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by sare2121

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.☘︎ ݁˖—That coughing fit draws a frown on her face as it leads her to kneel next to this man, noting more features she had neglected to see just up until now. Those dog-like ears atop his head had her curious—though it wasn't like fantastical humanoids like these were all that uncommon where she's from. Her father was a multi-tailed fox for crying out loud. “Oh gods, you do not sound fine at all! That doesn't sound like just a little cold to me.” Worried yet respecting his personal space, she leans just a little closer before she reaches for the small messenger bag slung across her chest. It takes her a moment to answer his question as she was occupied, but soon enough she finds what she's looking for. “I'm here collecting mushrooms, it's around this time when I can find my favorites. I was looking for a patch I had found last year but it seems the day got away from me.” As much as she would scold someone like him for being out at night while sick… her own sense of self preservation was rather null. 

.☘︎ ݁˖—“Here.” Stretching her hand towards him, she opens it to reveal two small candies wrapped in waxed paper. “Take some lozenges, that throat sounds really rough. You probably shouldn't stay out too long. It'll probably get cold.”

Was he okay?

He figured so up until now. But a girl with flowers literally sprouting from the sides of her hair was talking to him. A wispy figure like a plant. Demons weren't in this time period, otherwise he would have made the assumption. Not like he could use his nose right now to identify whatever she was supposed to be, given how stuffed up he was.

If he didn't enjoy the sight of the full moon so much, he would have wished it not exist at all. No moon meant no new moon. No new moon meant no illness. It would mean not turning into a weak human one night every month. Not like it really mattered, even though he was still half demon, his strength was incredibly diminished by the illness.

Illness that was only possible when the new moon neared. At any other point, it was an impossibility for him to catch any form of illness. Demonic blood was quick to destroy any kind of bacteria. Poison was a different story, but illness and poison were two separate things.

"A little. I'm fine."

His words were betrayed by actions. His attempt at sounding assertive only sparked a deep coughing fit, which left him gasping slightly for a few seconds afterwards. Deeper tones must have been out of the question right now. He'd have to speak a little more carefully. Physical pain was a lot stronger when you were more human than demon, as it went during this time of the month.

"It's just a little cold. Nothin' special."

She's different too. Probably why his ears didn't raise any questions.

"What're you doin' out here? This is pretty deep, and I don't see a weapon on ya."

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Italian Girl with Flowers (1886) by Joaquín Sorolla

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.☘︎ ݁˖—“Oh, I was just walking by, looking for algae. Sorry if I interrupted you…”

.☘︎ ݁˖—The young plant girl looks over the cat, gingerly approaching the lake in which he was fishing at as her eyes travel right down to the water. The fishing pole's holder catches her attention, how nifty! “You know, I've always wanted to learn how to fish… do you just sit here and wait for them to bite?”

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Big wasn't usually paranoid. But he was someone who, if someone was wandering way too close to his little home. He was going to freeze. His hand slowly going to the fishing pole he put in its little holder. So he could get a drink while still waiting for a fish to bite.

"Whoever's there. This area's already lived in."

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I should draw... HIM... its his bday.......... :3c

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Franz Kafka, from a letter featured in Letters To Friends, Family and Editors