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to love, and be loved

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coping with 3.4 leaks i accidentally saw..........

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anger.

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did you know, red carnations are a symbol of love?

art inspired by the lovely marigolds , the idea for it provided by colbub herself! i simply followed her vision :)

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Incredible how we're following the stories of the "newer" heroes who essentially replace the older ones as of now... and the main crux of it is that society is so painful, that the older ones aren't as proactive in their wishes to stay in it. OG Nice takes himself out of the equation literally, and Old E-Soul hardly puts up a fight when push comes to shove.

Meanwhile both the newer ones are entirely motivated by their loved ones, by their own sense of justice (at first). They're new to this, they haven't quite been worn down as much. The old ones are doomed to be forgotten thanks to the legacies of the new ones. Tragedy at its finest.

I wonder how strong this theme will be going forward.

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laundry and taxes [a life to long for]

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sometimes the watercolour bug just gets you

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live with love

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live with love

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[ my clematis ]

mizisua beloved <3

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the thing you want to protect.

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Something about how Grian has never been more of a Watcher than this season

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kaisae assassin au........

brainworms a result of this lovely fic :

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It's very rare that I colour for the joy of it, but Stormy's art always makes me go UWAH I MUST IMMEDIATELY BRING THIS TO LIFE HOLY SHIT THIS IS GORGEOUS. So yes. Here we are.

friendo yanked me into minecraft youtube and wrestled me into life series and hermitcraft and i have been unable to escape since—so have my personal interpretations of some of the youtubers!!

mumbo is there having a good time, meanwhile everyone else is posing and looking cool. i will redraw mumbo at some point though!

close-ups!:

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"This right here, in this moment." Scar is rummaging through a chest when he hears Jimmy start, voice low like he's building up to something. He hums absently. "This is my best ever placement in these games," Jimmy finishes, ecstasy oozing out of his voice. Lizzie gasps appreciatively and pats him on the back, and Jimmy laughs happily.

Scar straightens up, eyes flitting over to Jimmy. But he's not really looking at Jimmy at all.

Was it really that important? To place well?

Was it worth it?

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His best was....

[Sand of a long forgotten desert stuck to his skin, blood coating his being as he blinks, at death's door.

... No. That's not his best anymore.

Poppies and lilacs covering his cloak, hair ruffled in the wind as exhaustion and loneliness weigh down on his bones. He stares up at the statue of Them, pressing the button with a weary sigh.

"Win Secret Life".]

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Scar lets out a low exhale.

"Congratulations, Jimmy," he says, but he's not sure he means it.

"I think you could win this, Jimmy, I really think you could," Lizzie says, smile edging into her voice, and Jimmy smiles at her.

Scar can't bring himself to look at them.

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20th of 11th.

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20th of 11th.