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First Sleepover

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anyone else remember being a child and seeing the very neat handwriting of other little girls and somehow knowing that you were a different genre of person than they were

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"claims to be pro life / dies anyway" is truly the gift that keeps on giving. we can get endless mileage out of it. thank you to whoever concocted this perfect little phrase and thank you especially to antonin scalia for setting the ball rolling here

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Stop scrolling for 10 seconds on this stressful day and chill with Snufkin and Moomin.

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Soft Thoughts

Snufkin is alone in the winter. Just a vibe I’ve been feeling and thinking about the last few weeks.

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primadonna’s horse

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the crane game vid was so... perfect

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He stumbled back to his quarters, the afterglow of the ritual rapidly fading. He was sweaty. Sore. He was always sweaty and sore—why did he think it would be any different this time around?

He brought the wash cloth up to his face, and paused. After a moment of hesitation, he started carefully wiping away the unfamiliar parts of the skull paint.

There he was, underneath it all, looking back at himself from the mirror. The same as he had always been.

“Not Papa,” he sighed to himself. “Cardinal.” 

An accidental companion series to my last Papa IV piece—look, that initial rush of Post-Coronation BDE Confidence can only last for so long.

This started out as that one painting at the end, and then just… kept going! I am WEAK and full of feelings.

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trying to prove a point to the boys at school

reblog this if you believe trans men are real men like this if you dont

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Me: “Welcome! May I offer you a free mask?”

Visitor: [looks around incredulously] “But why? There’s no one else here.”

Me: “...well...there’s me?”

Visitor: [laughs] “You don’t have anything to worry about.”

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Tumblr’s porn purge is a fucking shambles.

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positively enamoured with pictures of early 2000’s emo band boys that look like lesbians i made out with in high school

every single one of these have kissed me in a game of spin the bottle in which afterwards we were too awkward to do anything abt it so we just held hands. effervescent.