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have been listening to the lalaland soundtrack on repeat recently its sooo good

anyways, more doodles and drafts (mighttttt render them idk)

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tempted to rewatch or reread soul eater again, but instead of doing that i drew stein

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if you don't do anything else today,

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.

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i think we as a community need to be done using terms like “bottom” and “pillow princess” negatively, even as a joke, because it’s not a joke anymore in so many spaces. I saw a young lesbian earnestly ask what a pillow princess is in a queer forum and all of the answers were negative, every single one. i’m so tired of people calling real people and fictional characters bottoms as an insult—again, usually as a joke—and it’s so common in fandom. why are you labeling characters bottoms as a method of mocking them? genuinely ask yourself why a queer character or person receiving sex is so funny to you and why the punchline is that it’s somehow demeaning to receive acts of queer sex and consider the many layers of homophobia and even misogyny that have built the foundations of that seemingly harmless joke.

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Say my name and everything just stops // I don’t want you like a best friend

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Well!

So first, let's clear a common misconception: no, President Abraham Lincoln did not love Black people nor see them as human equals. At best he was centrist about it (though, even his implication that 'exceptional' Black men ought to vote got him assassinated).

"My paramount object in this struggle is to save the Union, and is not either to save or to destroy slavery. If I could save the Union without freeing any slave I would do, it, and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that. What I do about slavery, and the colored race, I do because I believe it helps to save the Union...I have here stated my purpose according to my view of official duty; and I intend no modification of my oft-expressed personal wish that all men everywhere could be free."

The "freeing of slaves" after the Emancipation Proclamation in 1863 was meant to kneecap the economic and military powers of the seceded South. Lettuce stop making a white savior figure out of Lincoln, or thinking that my people's shackles were unchained via anything other than desperate war strategy and extreme violence. Think on that, for a moment.

That being said!

But not everyone in Confederate territory would immediately be free. Even though the Emancipation Proclamation was made effective in 1863, it could not be implemented in places still under Confederate control. As a result, in the westernmost Confederate state of Texas, enslaved people would not be free until much later. Freedom finally came on June 19, 1865, when some 2,000 Union troops arrived in Galveston Bay, Texas. The army announced that the more than 250,000 enslaved black people in the state, were free by executive decree. This day came to be known as "Juneteenth," by the newly freed people in Texas.

Consider going through the Smithsonian website to learn about Juneteenth! Recognize why it's an actual day of freedom, versus July 4th and the independence of a select few.

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Soul after he was turned into a catgirl by mysterious circumstances (the circumstances are Blair)

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Thanks for the snippet tag @chickycherrycola! I was a bit bummed out about not being well enough to take up authorship for Reverb, but I'm excited nonetheless to still be participating on the art side of things (stay tuned)!

Been a couple days, but this was indeed inspired by something I mentioned offhandedly – If I had to, I'd probably rate this one Mature, but mostly for the general themes than anything, haha.

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Bouncy, upbeat jazz washes over him the moment Soul steps through the banged-up door, like the distinct smell of the sea or a refreshing breeze of air greeting him in all its familiarity, and the welcome vibe living it up with the late-night aesthetic that never fails to pull him in. The Little Devil's Corner of the World: Pit stop for human and monster alike, truce to all angels and demons and everything in-between, and a breeding ground for gossip, under-table deals, and filling out your damned bingo board for every kind of otherworldly entity you can find here.

A soul-deep sigh rattles his bones to the marrow in just the few seconds he stood there beyond the door, taking it all in again. It's been a moment, that's for damn sure.

One step, two step, Soul takes a left as he puts his boots back into motion, hands in his open leather jacket when the onstage band's notes are already stirring a beat in his fingers – Not today, ain't thinkin' about it. Just keepin' to himself, head down, even as he eyes a flirting mantis, a headless gambler (that's a new one), and the tall, imposing neck stretched against the wall out of his peripheral as he passes by their lack of anything below the chest. None of his business.

Flashing a wave at the horse-headed bartender, the door in the back corner clatters beneath the beads hanging overhead as its handle fits like muscle memory in his restless palm, antsy fingers retreating beside the flip of newspaper from one of the lurking chairs nearby – The reader, ensconced, is only partially invisible from the shoulders up. He doesn't envy 'em.

Knock, knock, knock. There's a counter a little further in, unmanned. Soul leans on his right leg after having tapped against it, glancing at the posters hanging up on the walls: Motivational, he supposes, of a heavier-set woman in two-piece attire with the words "Loose lips sink ships. Do your part!" as another simply has someone… intimately tied up and saying to "Hang in there." The rest seem to be more of the informative-type, with guides and charts about health, safety, and resources that he only briefly skims through before someone behind the counter addresses him through their escape from the backroom it harbors.

"You could've rang!" He shrugs, not his style.

It catches his eye, though, that the attendant appears to be both a girl in pigtails and an unexpectedly cozy cardigan, and most likely a fill-in when he notes that the chair older than the last time he visited here is a bigger shoe than she wears as she plops down into it. Soul clears his throat, leaning on his left foot. "Safe word. I have an issue –" A sigh, maybe a huff, lifts his hands to pluck at the bra straps hanging over his shoulders beneath his music-reference shirt. "– I'm an incubus."

The attendant leans one pigtail over her hand with a playful smile. "First time?"

"I'm ace."

Her smile drops.

There's not so much judgement in her eyes looking him over, just something more like an assessment, an analysis, a secret third thing that he can't read before she nods, tapping the little desk bell to their right and calling to the doorway behind her. "Hey, Kim!"

"In a minute!" Within a moment's notice, a pink-haired girl in a much more open and loose outfit emerges from the void, albeit stopping in her tracks when she gazes him up and down in a way that runs a little static along his spine. "Oh, hel-lo cutie!"

Pigtails-girl coughs. "He appears to be having some form troubles, so I'm gonna help look it over. You mind womanning the desk?"

"Sure thing, have fun," Kim winks. Pigtails rolls her eyes and then vaults across the counter, bringing his attention to her plaid skirt and goth boots for a moment, quickly redirected to her outstretched hand.

"Name's Maka. Touch okay?"

"Soul – I'm neutral." Minus one relinquished hand, plus one sense of ease as Maka's index finger traces along the lines of his palm, until big, green curious eyes bobs her hair towards the wall.

"Nice name. C'mon, this way."

A surprisingly strong grip leads him to the elevator door that opens up from seemingly nowhere, the faint smell of vanilla and cinnamon emanating from its interior, a convenient box to stand in, as far as he's concerned. Even as the doors go about closing, the buttons to the floors selected by his guide, Soul finds himself focused more on the pleasantly comfortable feel of her hand still holding onto his. Refreshingly simple, he'd probably call it.

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i knew life turned to shit when i stopped seeing the tuesday again? no problem dog every week

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Welcome to the Writers Club, first rule of writers club: Love your buddies, your mutuals, love your work and never fucking let go

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FUN FACT! When you search "Panty and Stocking" on tumblr (meaning the Studio Trigger/Gainax anime) you get that, but you also get....... p*rn (I should've seen this coming)