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I am delighted to share the last of my artworks for the 2025 Mo Dao Zu Shi Reverse Big Bang! Here we have two scenes of Cat!LWJ in a conundrum (he’s a cat) and single dad Wei Ying going through it.

Check out the wonderful fanfic The Cat Distribution System by the inimitable ScarlettStorm on ao3!

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Why is this a line of thinking for her. She's dating him and presumably knows of all the people he regularly talks to. Especially since he didn't have many friends before going to school. Like

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Kinder sollten immer als "du Opfer" bezeichnet werden. Das ist moralisch immer richtig.

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extremely cool that the removal of wolf protections in europe are being driven by an eu official having one of her horses killed by a wolf. literal cartoon villain shit

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forced immortality is a fun trope. unappreciated. someone/something wants you to remain so it makes you. it will not let you die

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Pro tip! If someone ever says they would fuck their own clone, you can make the conversation different by saying you'd also fuck their clone.

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'the greatest reveal in the history of media was-' no. the greatest reveal in the history of media was in the novel Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones (1986), wherein after having spent the entire book up to this point in the fantasy land of Ingary, where fairy tales come true, it is revealed that the real reason that Howl is so odd, so strange, so different from everyone else is that he is not, in fact, like everyone else. and this is not because he is a wizard, or a layabout, or heartless--it is because he is Welsh. as in, he is from modern day Wales. as in, he and his pals from Magic World go for a quick trip to visit his family in Wales, circa 1984-6. and suddenly everything about Howl Pendragon aka Howell Jenkins suddenly makes a lot more sense

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nothing has changed. nothing has changed.

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God's first miracle was announced through a Twitch stream

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general curiosity about your lives post

reblog & tell me one thing you did yesterday, one thing you've done today, and one thing you plan to do tomorrow, big or small, that someone might not expect

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fucking relatable master yupa

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Kiriona Gaia is an empty shell puppeted by a hand that you cannot see.

"You will keep her company," orders the Saint of Joy. "I don't care what you have to do! Just keep her happy, and keep her out of my way!!!"

"Not to worry, little cousin," says the Saint of Patience. He wears an odd, exhausted half-smile, and the way he says it makes you only worry more. "You won't have to do much."

The Saint of Duty says nothing. He simply looks at you as if he'd rather run youthrough with that wicked-looking spear he carries.

Behind them all stands the newly presented Saint of Awe. You still know her as the Princess of Ida. She looks at you oddly, too, blue eyes splattered with hints of purple. The last time you saw her she was screaming on the ground, her arm neatly severed from her body. She has a new arm, now. It seems to hang uselessly beside her.

She follows the other lyctors out of the room, only stopping briefly to pat you patronizingly on the head. "Chin up, Harry," she says. There's no joy in it. There's no patience, either. "Can't be worse than it has been. At least you won't have to deal with them after today."

Before you can say anything - complain at her casual address, perhaps, or ask what she meant by any of that - she's gone.

You're left alone with the empty husk of Kiriona Gaia.

She's dressed in white and silver, like a bride sent off to military service. She's watching you with eyes as yellow as a cat's. Her hair is shade of red so bright that it hurts your eyes. It's the only alive thing about her.

Then she opens her mouth and says, "You came."

You bow for lack anything else to do. "How could I not, your Highness?"

The words feel misshapen and wrong in your mouth. Her Divine Highness must hear it, too. Her face goes even blanker than it had been, and she nods. "You will lack for nothing, here. Anything you need will be provided."

It leaves you wrong-footed again. You are here for your penance. You are here to atone for your greatest sin, the transgression you still cannot bring yourself to regret. Why would you ask for anything?

No, you remind yourself. You are here for your House. You are here for your people.

"Your Highness," you say, clumsy and confused. "My House. It is dying."

"Is it?" the Prince asks. There is no emotion in the voice.

"Yes, you Highness." It's no more than a whisper.

Kiriona Gaia shrugs and leaves the room.

She is halfway down the hall by the time she turns. The raised eyebrow she gives you is the most sign of emotion you have seen since you arrived. "Well?," she says. "Are you coming?"

Beauty and the Beast Griddlehark.... Villeneuve style.......

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The Emperor's Reason

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being able to alleviate an unwanted puberty is genuinely lifesaving. like it's genuinely just horrifying like actual horror watching and feeling your body going through changes you don't want and you're terrified of.

this goes doubly for intersex people not being forced onto hormones they don't want and being made to live in a body people are forcing on them

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I love being in bed with my book

#mybed #mybook

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in which marinette falls back on her original theory…