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[ashleyloob]

i exist at the cross section of being a dyke who used to look like V for a long time and a mousegirl. when ever u post art there is like a 80% chance every woman i know is going to forward it straight to me. thank u for your work o7

uwu

[holedyke]

i would usually never take a picture of inside someones car but this person had a framed michael cera leaping image... i need to step up my fucking game

[im-in-your-mind]

i actually quite liked the Goddess of All Blood and Torment its too bad she did something problematic

[slowoane]

My deltarune self insert! She’s a melted oil pastel that works the (definitely necessary and real) TV world caricature stand + helps Tenna make channel bumpers cuz I said so. Only had this idea cuz of this string of text lol

[lucyscs]

get your immune systemup and do a line of pollen

[hezenkoss]

i refuse to join more social media websites. if all the ones i'm on die, i hope i can recover my teenage self's ability to read a book a day instead

[supfag]

HUNTER MCVEY

[bgm05]

ishowspeed accosted by rogue plague doctor in chongqing

[lvgvcy]

teasing in public to watch you suffer till we get home >

[holedyke]

my salmonberries #mysalmonberries

[im-in-your-mind]

[wrigglewitch]

South Indian bodybuilders photographed by Keerthana Kunnath

Not What You Saw, 2024

[primalpoetry]

Mandate Magazine, September 1979

[tagless]

[cicadaknight]

Thinking about how this timeline's world is shrouded in darkness and decay. The arcane smothers it like mold, with the singular exception being the final resting place for this world's Jayce.

The Herald of this world preserved him, couldn't release him to total conformity. He let him rest, ensured he had sunlight, plants, and creatures not fully tainted by his mistake.

Then there's this visual framing of our Jayce's acceptance of his role in the past, present, and future.

And this framing of Viktor and Jayce regarding each other through the fragments of what was once Jayce's mind. The thriving flowers, moss, insects make his memory feel alive. Cherished. Beloved. At least compared to the desolate, metallic horror seen in the rest of this world.

And finally the gentleness of this gesture. Maybe this world's Jayce is still in there somewhere, trapped but not alone. Or perhaps Viktor is only animating the corpse of his regret for our Jayce's benefit. Either way, it is a touch filled with an eternity of tenderness and hope.