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Stargazer by Assia Maeve Wynn

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A witch puts a spell on a girl, a sleeping spell that promises the girl shall wake through true love’s kiss. Men come and kiss her. She slumbers. Women come and press their lips to hers, but still she sleeps. Many years past, and the girl remains still. One bright morning,  a lost little boy finds her resting spot and clears the dust and grime from her face. He offers her a kiss on her forehead, and her eyes flutter open. She never feels romantic love for a man nor a woman, and she cares for the boy until the day she dies.

A young woman is imprisoned in a castle by a monstrously formed prince. The servants of the castle hope for them to fall in love, and when the spell is broken they assume their prayers have been answered. They are all surprised, but nonetheless pleased, when it is revealed to them that the young woman and prince are the truest of friends, and nothing more.

They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen, a woman who is incapable of loving. She is unmarried, she has no consorts, and she wishes for no partner. She is the wretched queen, the heartless queen. She must hate her daughter, for her daughter is beautiful, and women are incapable of liking another woman who’s prettier than themselves. It must be for this reason that the princess was sent away, not for how she was attacked by a man in the woods. They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen because she cannot love. The queen loves her daughter, and that is enough for them both.

There lives a prince who is forced to choose a bride at the ball. He meets many beautiful women, but find none which he loves. He spies one in a gorgeous gown and wonder in her eyes, and he dances with her all night long. The kingdom is sure he has found his bride. When the clock strikes midnight he tells her how he will never love a woman, or a man, in the way he is expected to. The beautiful woman smiles and tells him she expects nothing from him. The next morning the prince and the beautiful woman are missing, having run off together to see the world. They leave their shoes behind in their haste.

Many kinds of love exist. It doesn’t all have to be romantic.

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A tiger bursting to freedom after being rescued from a poacher’s snare in the Russian Far East.

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Viktor was showing too much skin and someone was flustered lol Inspired by oomf's jayvik snippet (in Mandarin)

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havent stopped grinning for the past 4 hours just fyi

[ID: Simple drawing from Techno’s charity stream on 25/09/2021. Techno is running from explosions and holding a Totem of Undying and gapples, and saying, “Chat– Chat, THAT’S ENOUGH TNT–”. Above him and spectating are Philza, Ranboo, and Squid kid. Phil is laughing; Ranboo is looking at the donations and saying, “Wait– there’s several every 1 second?!” Squid is looking on in slight horror and saying, “Oh my god…”, but he is smiling too. End ID.]

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prints and stickers now available on my bigcartel shop :]

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gagging you with our red string of fate to shut you up for one fucking second

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V as Johnny sees her — stripping down in the hole she calls an apartment, revealing every tiny tattoo that scatters across her skin, each one telling a story. The part of his heart he put on her, placed carefully and with thought.

V — with tasteful upgrades that you wouldn’t notice right away, except for the silver hand that wraps up her forearm. Her left — same as him. The grizzled scars from bullets and knives. The hardened muscle from years of putting up with crap.

Vixen Volkov —the whispered name no one else knew. The street kid, orphan, merc, loyal ass friend. Pain in his ass. His Princess. Savior. Bare to him — vulnerable and comfortable.

V as Johnny sees her — his.

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Spending adult money correctly

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I love it when a salesperson with a lot of expertise tells you something and you can just tell there's like a hour long rant hidden behind the words.

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hexcat chronicles

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When a Character Is Grieving Someone They Never Got to Say Goodbye To

✧ They talk about the person in past tense… then correct themselves. Then stop talking entirely.

✧ They touch things that belonged to the person like they’re fragile, sacred, about to disappear.

✧ They hoard the last voicemail, last message, last anything. Play it. Don’t play it. Just knowing it exists hurts enough.

✧ They leave something untouched, an empty seat, a half-packed bag, a coffee order that isn’t theirs.

✧ They get irrationally angry when someone else seems to be “moving on.” As if forgetting is betrayal.

✧ They don’t let themselves cry all at once. It comes in pieces. Like they’re afraid too much grief will drown them.

✧ They over-apologize. For being quiet. For being distant. For not being okay.

✧ They become hyper-aware of time, dates, anniversaries, time zones, the exact moment everything ended.

✧ They get superstitious. Ritualistic. As if doing things "right" might reverse something.

✧ They smile when they talk about the person. But it’s brittle. And it never quite touches their eyes.