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a-kind-of-merry-war · 5 months ago
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Have You Tried Doing An Art About It?
Acrylic, beads, glitter, glitter dust, stickers and eyeshadow on canvas
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rainbowstickersandunicorn · 9 months ago
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"It is a queer show and there is a lot of energy and tension." - Kathryn Hahn
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flaminandgooo · 3 months ago
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Sam in that purple shirt in CATWS will always have a special place in my heart because damn, sir, have some mercy for our souls and stop looking so hot for, like, 5 seconds so we can remind ourselves we need to breathe.
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bonesandthebees · 2 months ago
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is this a fire hazard? probably. does it look pretty? yeah :)
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itsajollyjester · 22 days ago
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The only good thing to come out of the Lilo and Stitch remake is learning that my 50 year old mom fully sees Jumba and Pleakley as a queer platonic couple
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gallavich-annise · 7 days ago
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I don't know what happened with this one but it did so here you go 😆.
Gallavich Week Day Six: Rainbow
The Colours of Us
Red is for blood. 
Not the skinned knees of childhood. No... For you it's split lips, bloody noses, broken teeth. Grazed knuckles. 
It's fighting tooth and nail. Against each other. Against the world. Because anything worth having is worth fighting for. Because anything worth feeling is worth fighting against. 
But when you've fought against it too long you begin to realise the truth. 
Orange is for his hair.
They call it red, or ginger. But it's orange. 
Sometimes burnished and bright like fresh bronze. Catching sunlight and stealing breath. Sometimes deep and dark, almost true red, in the window light as a teenager wields a tyre iron. Sometimes bright in the sun, shining in the filtered light through the bleachers.
A constant. A draw for the eye. A realisation that this is what you want. That no matter where you go, or what you do, or who you screw, the orange of his hair will always catch your eye. Just like he caught the rest of you.
No matter what happened back then, no matter what never healed, you'll still want him and only him. 
Yellow is for faded bruises. 
Wounds so deep only the very surface is visible, like an iceberg that pierced the body. And everyone else thinks that when the yellow fades to skin it'll all be gone. 
You know different. You know the bruises are still there. Still ready to hurt when pressed the wrong way.
Green is for his eyes. 
Those eyes that catch the light, like his hair. Luminous. Penetrating. He sees everything even when you don't want him to. He sees the bruises you haven't let heal. He sees the festering wounds that sit in your heart. 
Or he should. He sees those wounds and says it's not rot. He says it's just hurt. He kisses that centre and says it'll get better. That it can be better. 
He says it so you almost believe it. 
Blue is for the sky. 
The skies you've seen together over Chicago in the summertime. Skies that faded to inky black when you whiled away hours lost in each other. Skies that shone down on you while you ran and laughed. While you kissed. 
Skies over Mexico. The skies where he was with you and the skies where he left you. The skies where you were alone but free. 
Dusted with fluffy white clouds, or threatening at the grey skies of winter. 
But in summer, when you were together, it felt like you could face anything. 
Violet. 
Violet is for the future. Because it doesn't remind you of the past. 
There's nothing rich or luxurious about your past. The closest to purple you got was the darkest bruises, and even those were more indigo. 
Now you can have flowers. Lavender and lilac and violets. Now you can have plush cushions and warm blankets. And why not have them in purple?
Purple completes the pride flag that he displays on the dashboard of the ambulance. It completes the rainbow of your life so far. So why shouldn't the future be violet?
After all, you're together. So it can only be better than the past.
And as for ultraviolet? Well... The things that light shows are between you and your husband.
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@gallavichthings
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hortensiart · 10 months ago
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god of fear and hunger,
a small sneak peek of what i've been working on!
if you want to support me and see my artworks/sketches (mostly ocs, sometimes funger) early, become an amazing jelly frog bean on patreon!!!
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kalinara · 6 months ago
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There's something that's always fascinated me about this sequence. Especially in light of that Krakoa-era panel, where Xavier muses about Scott having been "carved into what a team so-badly needs".
Like even here, in the same breath that Xavier talks about healing Scott of his damage, he's talking about molding him as well.
And then of course, there's Moira's accusation here: jealousy that someone laid his hands on "what's yours". And the really awkward adultery type metaphors that she's using.
(It hits me that I have mixed feelings about Moira X. I did like the twists in the end, and her fall from grace, but I do miss the Moira MacTaggart who actually loved her students and called Xavier out on his creepy ass bullshit.)
It also doesn't help things that Xavier's reaction is this:
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ProTip: if you've ever got to defend your interactions with ANYONE by saying that your intentions are entirely (honorable, I assume, he gets cut off before finishing the sentence) ANYTHING...maybe step back and think about what you're doing. Because you're probably being creepy.
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umbraastaff · 2 years ago
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umm uhh. suffering game wonderland but it's taskmaster
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juneiper-art · 7 months ago
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solas and rook have hate sex in the fade send tweet (please mind the tags etc this is toxic af so if that's not what you're about then ! sorry. i'm a degenerate)
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petorahs · 2 years ago
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independent-fics · 1 year ago
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Eliot Feeding Bad Guys vs. Feeding His Guy Hardison
Leverage (2008-2012): 01x03 The Wedding Job
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wetbloodworm · 3 months ago
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community gardens my beloved
it felt like a redraw time for this piece from [checks] oh my god august 2021
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pyro-madder · 2 months ago
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blog update :
#headcanons has been renamed #pyro canons yes i am in the process of editing posts individually
#pyro's media talkshow is a new tag for fan thoughts that are neither just liveblogging nor quite headcanons, and will also hopefully encourage me to just ramble about things i like without having to wait for asks and prompts. already started filling it with recent posts or older ones i could remember from the top of my head
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jewelstole · 10 months ago
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i cannot explain how much i loathe the thought of selina basically passing on the torch to someone else. she isn't like bruce in the respect of who she has in her corner. yes , she absolutely does have people she loves and depends on. but being catwoman wasn't really a choice for her. it wasn't fight or flight. it was just fight in her adolescent years. her father was abusive as hell , if she did not learn to defend herself , she or her little sister could have payed the price.
she'll do this fleeing thing all of her life. it's how she copes. it's always been her against the world too. and she has a very cynical view of the world deep down. she would never ask someone to take over so she can go live her "happily ever after" because happily ever after to her doesn't exist. she doesn't believe she's worthy of it.
it feels like there has to be this new generation of heroes in a lot of stories and i genuinely can see it working for some characters. but not selina. and tbh , my canon absolutely does have her helping be a mentor figure to children who came from nothing just like she did. but she would never ask them to succeed her. nope nopeee.
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