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shadowlightposts · 7 days ago
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come home...
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shadowlightposts · 7 days ago
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imagine youre riley sowell. you grow up in the south of the us, your father beats you, your mom isnt in the picture. your drug dealing cousin gets you away from him and makes sure you get the education and opportunities you never had. you spend all your money on tuning your car. at one point you became a throuple with a law student and a mechanic, you are in a healthy relationship. you are now starting your masters and this dude shows up at your uni who wakes up a bunch of deadly ghosts, apparitions and other shit, but like, hes cool and he offers you a place to stay without rent because hes fucking loaded. you help him with his research because the ghost bullshit has something to do with his family history. somewhere in the middle of all of this he pays for your top surgery. then he fucking dies in the woods, everyone says its suicide and then the ghost dude's boyfriend shows up to figure out whether his boyfriend was murdered, he's like half a person at most, drags you right back into the deadly ghosts business, has a weird homoerotically charged dynamic with your cousin that you're definitely not being paid enough to deal with and somehow the fact that boyfriend guy thinks he's straight is the most fucked up part of it all.
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shadowlightposts · 7 days ago
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Rumi and Jinu 💔
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shadowlightposts · 26 days ago
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Sabine and María 🥀
Currently about halfway through "bury our bones in the midnight soil" by V. E. Schwab , and really enjoying the amount of lesbianism so far 🙂‍↕️✨️
(Might not be super accurate, since I've been discovering new information here and there while drawing this lmao)
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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Dropping this artwork of Emily and Wendell from Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faeries by @heather_fawcett !(the cool mechanical pencil is BACK!) I had such a pleasant time reading the wrap-up to this trilogy in Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales. I love the transition of Emily dipping her toe into Faerie from the real world in Book #1, having a foot in both worlds in Book #2, and keeping a toe in the real world while in Faerie in Book #3. It created new backdrops and stakes through her journaling journey, with Book #3 being the stakiest stakes of the three! Absolutely love these two DOLTS (Wendell's words, not mine), the best grumpy-sunshine couple since Howl and Sophie. So sad to see them go, but this trilogy seems so easy to pick up and reread again! I want to thank @delreybooks for providing me both an arc and a hard copy of Compendium; I hope to do another papercraft standee featuring the whole trilogy set soon!
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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Dropping the latest Sketch-a-Wish, voted on by my lovely Patreon members for April! A scene from The Wicked King by Holly Black, Cardan and Jude pledging their troth.
This scene was nondescript on the type of flowers that were blooming in the king's chambers as they were professing their vows to each other. But given how they were both adamant that their marriage would be utilitarian and short lived, I feel like the room blooming over head was a sign that it was more permanent than they realized, hence the wisteria and its meaning. 🤭
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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Some old pieces of Alyosha and Ivan
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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an illustration i've made for litjoy crate edition of "the stolen heir" by holly black 🦊
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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…he simply shook his head and said, “Time,” as if that one word could be to blame for everything. - A Darker Shade of Magic (Shades of Magic, #1) by V.E. Schwab
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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“He wanted to tear through Julian’s skin and map the shapes of liver and lungs, to memorize the path of every artery with his fingertips. He wanted to break Julian’s body open and move inside it alongside him, rib cages interlaced around a single heart.” These Violent Delights (Micah Nemerever)
Digital Illustration, 2025 Gorchart
I'm so not ok after reading this book! Paul Fleischer, when I catch you ricky jesus fucking chriisstttt
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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the arm scene but it’s gideon’s heart
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shadowlightposts · 1 month ago
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Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
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shadowlightposts · 2 months ago
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bury me in an unmarked grave
(aka gideon dealing with rejection aka me thinking about the fact that gideon's ultimate act of love is the ultimate act of betrayal for harrow)
details under cut!
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shadowlightposts · 2 months ago
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🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴
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shadowlightposts · 3 months ago
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Quizá la mayor facultad que posee nuestra mente sea la capacidad de sobrellevar el dolor. El pensamiento clásico nos enseña las cuatro puertas de la mente, por las que cada uno pasa según sus necesidades.
La primera puerta es la puerta del sueño. El sueño nos ofrece un refugio del mundo y de todo su dolor. El sueño marca el paso del tiempo y nos proporciona distancia de las cosas que nos han hecho daño. Cuando una persona resulta herida, suele perder el conocimiento. Y cuando alguien recibe una noticia traumática, suele desvanecerse o desmayarse. Así es como la mente se protege del dolor: pasando por la primera puerta.
La segunda es la puerta del olvido. El dicho de que <El tiempo cura la mayoría de las heridas> es falso. Algunas heridas son demasiado profundas para curarse, o para curarse deprisa. Además, muchos recuerdos son dolorosos, y no hay curación posible. El resto están escondidas detrás de esa puerta.
La tercera es la puerta de la locura. A veces, la mente recibe un golpe tan brutal que se esconde en la demencia. Puede parecer que eso no sea beneficioso, pero lo es. A veces, la realidad es solo dolor, y para huir de ese dolor, la mente tiene que abandonar la realidad.
La última puerta es la de la muerte. El último recurso. Después de morir, nada puede hacernos daño, o eso nos han enseñado.
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shadowlightposts · 3 months ago
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It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
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shadowlightposts · 3 months ago
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Teeth and secrets
What if I Judas's kissed your aftg characters? What will you do then?
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