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ferdinand hodler, the dream of the shepherd

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Eurasian Hoopoe (Upupa epops), family Upupidae, order Bucerotiformes, India

photograph by Shrirang Mukta Kulkarni

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(cant remember the expression "bit off more than i could chew") guess i really sucked off more than i could swallow huh

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🐟🐟🌕🐟🐟🐟🐟 // swallowtail shiners // gouache on hot press paper

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'flowering marigolds,' gum tempera and gold on paper, hunhar ii, indian c. 1765.

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Rainbow Trout 🌈

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It wimdy

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move or otherwise change (part 2 of 3, Gale/Rolan, explicit)

summary/excerpt:

“I’ve been thinking about what you said,” Gale says out loud, “about how you don’t spend much time in the company of wizards. I don’t either, anymore. I’d forgotten what a comfort it is.” “A comfort?” he replies. “It’s—lovely, actually. Like when you cast mage hand when we were having breakfast, instead of asking, or saying please.” Rolan snorts. “Rude, more like,” is what he comes up with.

(Rolan and Gale push towards each other, and pull away, in equal measure.)

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do you mind? he’s busy

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mean and violence bros

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Underground is a weird place

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mama and her little guy

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“It is extraordinary that nobody nowadays under the stress of great troubles is turned into stone or a bird or a tree or some inanimate object; they used to undergo such metamorphoses in ancient times (or so they say), though whether that is myth or a true story I know not. Maybe it would be better to change one’s nature into something that lacks all feeling, rather than be so sensitive to evil. Had that been possible, these calamities would in all probability have turned me to stone.”

— The Alexiad, written by Anna Komnene, the daughter of the Byzantine Emperor Alexios I Komnenos, c. 1148.

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two characters: flirty banter, clearly getting off on the power dynamics between them

people who are scared of going to hell for masturbating: he loves him like a son

me, hauving covid: can he call him that while they fuck

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Mom says stfu or we’re not going to Dairy Queen

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move or otherwise change (part 2 of 3, Gale/Rolan, explicit)

summary/excerpt:

“I’ve been thinking about what you said,” Gale says out loud, “about how you don’t spend much time in the company of wizards. I don’t either, anymore. I’d forgotten what a comfort it is.” “A comfort?” he replies. “It’s—lovely, actually. Like when you cast mage hand when we were having breakfast, instead of asking, or saying please.” Rolan snorts. “Rude, more like,” is what he comes up with.

(Rolan and Gale push towards each other, and pull away, in equal measure.)