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Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:

The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition

The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man

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Reblog to make him lose another 200 billion, like to make him lose 1 billion

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I do belive that Temperance Upright and Reversed is one of my favourite pairings in Tarot.

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Excerpts from The Emperor, Upright and Reversed, from my new collection Tarot.

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My gf is so talented onggggg

and'yria ronin [digital piece of my current dnd character]

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kristen applebees [quick digital sketch while watching Prompocalypse]

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Excerpts from The Lovers, Upright and Reversed, from my new book Tarot.

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Sundays, by Alex Eagleton

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An absolute delight to have my new poetry collection, Tarot, launched by Sarah St Vincent Welch!

Links to purchase below!

Australia/New Zealand

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Europe/Asia

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Sacred, by Alex Eagleton.

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fun prompt->artist cant stop thinking about it->fanart

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Just wanted to share some shockingly good news in these difficult times. The full article is really worth reading. [Find it here]

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bee on flower [raw photograph]

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I wanted to meme before the big day.

Not yet, Brutus.. not yet..

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Text ID:

One Month In // A.Eagleton

Different cats greet us each morning, / uncoiling from sleep to claim empty pillows. / We exchange good morning texts over coffee / and share our dreams like peanut butter toast. / We take ourselves to work in separate cars and trudge alone through the gruelling day. / You call me as the traffic crawls home / but I wish you didn’t have to, / wish we could swap workplace gossip / side by side as our pasta boils / before we watch a film on the couch / and the cats fall asleep in our laps.

One Month Out // A. Eagleton

My cat greets me every morning, / uncoiling from sleep to claim my pillow. / Last night’s dreams drown in cups of coffee / as my purring companion steals bites of toast. / The drive to work is an intangible haze, / the eight hours that follow ambiguous, / and the trip home done on autopilot. / A hollow dial tone echoes in the kitchen / as I grumble over single meals and cold sheets / that have only just become a problem./ But, the cat seems happier than he was before / so I am glad that one of us has found peace.

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dahlia [raw photograph]