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carrie and her steed as Anton Robert Leinweber's 'Dragon Resting Its Head On The Lap Of A Woman'
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how dare the world move on without you?
#you can go back to the past but nobody will be there#you can stay on those empty streets but nobody will stay to hold your hand
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venture bros as text posts/tweets/misc funnies
[part one] [part two] [part three] [part four] [part five]
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bobbunter i drew on the plane in case you were wondering if i was still insane
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bored and couldnt sleep so i filled out one of those ship chart things for bobbunter lmao
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thanks for sending that one guy who had an iron grip over every edgy 15-year-old's heart for sooo many years to dead by daylight... he is so small . why is he so small . i love him. ill protect him from getting squished by the pallets
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Finally fleshed out my fallenlondon character /|\^._.^/|\
I introduce to you: Ziege Amaryllis or the bandaged doctor ; a curious & watchful tomb colonist
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okay so the recent classpecting analysis has got me thinking: there's twelve homestuck aspects, and kinda-sometimes twelve masters of the bazaar. let's assign them!
mr stones: life – stones' issues are with restrainment and lack of freedom, so either breath-blood or life-doom work quite well – and given life's wealth-based themes i thought i'd put it here
mr wines: blood – wines' downfall came from the breaking of a promise, an obligation going unfulfilled. and it used to be a *king*. very blood-coded
mr candles: hope – after seeing mr dinners it really does seemlike the most appropriate pick. only master who seems to have positive emotions award goes to
mr veils: rage - the dichotomy with candles would go pretty hard, and veils is clearly the master with the least stable control of its emotions
mr hearts: heart - come on.
mr pages: mind - pages is rational to an irrational extent, doing things like forming almost nonsensical portmanteaus and denying the existence of souls. plus putting both of the canonically fuckable masters on the mind/heart spectrum is pleasing to me
mr mirrors: void - mirrors just isn't here, and is defined by its absence. also it works with the "vessel waiting to be filled" bit from nemesis
mr iron: breath - the master who most strains at the yoke of the bazaar, i feel like the freedom aspect is a good fit.
mr fires: time - the industrial themes of time are a big draw, but also fires is constantly in a battle against time for london - that's kinda its main thing
mr cups: doom - gets killed lol. but also seriously cups' whole plan in nemesis is to render the bazaar's plan futile, through killing guys. it works!
mr spices: space - spices is the only master we see to have a child (and it forms a pleasing time/space duo with fires, who has a child we never see). plus a lot of spices' plans and plots involve physical creation of some kind - that of the nostros hotel and that of the jack-of-smiles knives, for example
mr cards: light - fortune! given that the only thing in common between all mr cards is winning the marvellous and having domain over gambling, light fits very well.
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I bet the Neath had a fad for skirts in the shape of different mushroom caps at some point. So many to choose from...






Imagine racing to get a hold of the latest catalogue to see which cap is most in vogue this week as inspiration. Imagine bringing a mushroom to a dressmaker as a reference to get something made. Beautiful
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I love the fact that FF Gebrandt’s Parabolan self is just her normal self, slightly annoyed. Other geniuses and remarkable individuals take unpredictable forms, are in some way undone, but not FF Gebrandt. I love it when characters are so consistent and self-contained that it becomes uncanny. Of course it indicates a willful, literal and unimaginative personality, but I also wonder if it has to do with the fact that Parabola is a world of images, self-images, and images-of-the-other. “FF Gebrandt” - whose name and identity are labeled and bottled and exchanged throughout London - is firmly in control of her image and percieved by most exactly as she wishes to be seen, the stern and reliable chemist.
Gebrandt isn’t just someone who practices science, or a Scientist; she is specifically FF Gebrandt and, as a saleswoman banking on that image, has created a niche for herself in the collective id in line with Coca-Cola (down to the opiates!). Who she is, how she’s seen, and how she sees herself are tightly bound together. Parabola reveals the nuances of a person’s inner life, and for Gebrandt, she has allowed her public image to consume whatever else she might have had. It’s why she’s so uncomfortable in Parabola. Her instruments fall short, her readings are useless. The brilliant empiricist and businesswoman is powerless here, unable to adapt or proceed. She’s just the old woman in the mirror.
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