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For Pride Month, I would like to throw my very long and pointy green hat in the ring.

[Disclaimer: this is 100% a joke and not a real audition unless you like me, in which case, I am very serious]

[soradragon]

For Pride Month, I would like to throw my very long and pointy green hat in the ring.

[Disclaimer: this is 100% a joke and not a real audition unless you like me, in which case, I am very serious]

[soradragon]

AAAAA

[Postcanon series]

drawing Viktor's back is killing me ngl, but I brought this on myself ._.

Belongs to this drawing

HC: The only parts of Viktor's body that weren't affected by the hexcore greatly are his head and neck. These are the only parts of his body that retained skin and normal human sensitivity. On the rest of the body has turned into an alloy of organic matter and an unknown metal, which is devoid of sensitivity in the sense that is normal for humans. His body registers the fact of touch, but does not feel texture, temperature, etc. Now he perceives the world differently, for him touch is more like a resonance, impulse and vibration of the Arcane.

Even though he can't feel neither the tenderness nor warmth of Jayce's touch on his back, he feels Jayce's presence and this makes Viktor feel more human. This is important to Jayce too, since touch is his natural love language.

They learn to live and love each other together, given the new feature of Viktor's body.

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We absolutely cannot emphasize enough that misogyny is an ideology soaked in blood. Misogynists kill women every day in their homes, at their jobs, when they're pregnant, when they're just trying to transition in peace, when they solicit them for sex work, when they're walking down the street, when they're at school, when they're sleeping, when they're begging them not to, when theyre colonizing their countries, when they're abusing their children, and sometimes they do it with their fists and sometimes they do it with assault rifles. To reduce it to anything less serious than that is shameful.

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went to a spa the other week and thought about absolutely nothing but this the whole time. gale was a team effort so thank you @ladymurgatroid for the phrase ‘retired old lady workout regimen’.

i know shadowheart can learn to swim in the course of the game but there is no way she’s good at it. she is forcibly removed from the floatie when karlach cannonballs too close to the sun, and spends the rest of the day on a lounger insisting that she isn’t sulking.

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Energetic boy

(via)

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That looks so cool

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THIS IS SO CUTEEE

Can I kiss you, please?💫

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Yooooo

Fashion zine

Jayce is thoroughly enjoying it.

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OMG glorious!

2/3 of these people do not do cardio

[soradragon]

OH MY GOD

knight in shining helmet pt 2 snippet !

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Yummy

Anon that sent the fright fest jason Instagram video - it recommended your profile when I opened the link, so I won't post the ask because idk if you want your profile showing 😭 but here's the neutral web link for everyone else:

Also, wow 🫠😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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Act One be like

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This has me wheezing. 🎨

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Oh my god

Monoco = Monoco

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Oh god oh god oh god

Ghost ghost when I get youuu

“Get out,” Hood rasps, a series of clicks and garbled noise warping whatever he says after into white noise. But when the Talon makes no move to obey, Hood snarls and hurls the next best item at him at a velocity that would knock a regular person off their feet.

But Dick‘s personhood is a thing to be questioned at the best of times, and he doesn’t even flinch when the blade—expensive, foreign, expertly crafted—whizzes past his ear and lodges into the furniture.

“Get out!” Hood bellows, the anger-fury-violence mixing with a sharp note of despair-fear-why-stop that makes Dick’s heart twist ever so slightly in his cold chest. “Get the fuck out! Fucking go die for all I care!”

Dick tilts his head. This is starting to sound… strangely personal.

Perhaps it’s always been personal.

— Following Dead Birds, Owl Song pt. xvii sneak peek

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local mob boss, puffing on a cigarette angrily:

goon:

Batman, tied to a chair six feet away:

mob boss: did ya have to tie him to the chair with his legs spread open like that?