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[ghostscrown]

OH SHIT

THAT WAS BECAUSE OF TRAUMA. BECAUSE OF THE SPIDER MADE OF DOLLS-

[darkinclinations]

Sigh… them.

[brakingpoint]

“initial thoughts on this compound?” and max responds like he’s doing a fucking wine tasting 😭

[darlingpeasant]

One thing I am obsessed with about Bridgerton is the level of detail and symbolism and meaning behind every set, prop, costume etc etc…

I mean I just watched a clip of the florist from the show discussing Pen’s bouquet and how they used their colours to represent them coming together in marriage and the meaning behind each choice of flower. Yellow roses to symbolise love but also friendship, blue hyacinths to symbolise forgiveness and care, yellow larkspur for lightness, humour and dedication and then Veronicas to represent loyalty and fidelity I MEAN

It’s just so beautiful 🥹

[mathysphere]

Hello! I happened to see one of your posts on my dash today and it made me think of something you might enjoy- Climbing Goat is doing a James Webb themed stitch a long this year!

YOOO I've seen that one! It's incredible!!

it's so good-- someone in one of my discords is stitching it, and I'm always blown away by how good each panel looks

check it outtttt

[duchess-of-oldtown]

LOOK AT THEM, MY WIFE, MY LOVE, MY QUEEN

[kiwi245]

Hello, long story short I saw Phoenix's design, got my mind blown, and drew this randomly. I know it's rather strange but she's so pretty and I could not help myself. I apologize for any inaccuracies, hope you're still okay with fanart of your ocs

PH MY GOD??? HOLY SHIT?? I LOVE YOU THIS IS AMAZING IM TREASURING IT FIREVER FHDGDGF IM SO HAPPYYYY

[writergracethepanda]

I NEED THIS AS A POSTER FOR MY WALL

[dk-thrive]

A few millimeters of skin touching for no more than a fraction of a second, but today, more than twenty years later, I can still recall the way it reverberated

I tried to achieve a state of wakefulness that was more than awake, a sort of absolute tension, senses wide-open…and when we stood up a couple of hours later we had not touched more than this: his index finger had at one point caressed the back of my hand. A few millimeters of skin touching for no more than a fraction of a second, but today, more than twenty years later, I can still recall the way it reverberated, how my blood no longer fit in my veins, the way my life no longer fit in me, the way it spilled over and stuck to everything else,.. where our laughter ceased and was replaced by a gravity so demanding that it scared me, because it was no longer about pleasure but about something more fundamental, a room in me where everything was spacious and available, my childhood, my people, the connections between everything. “Desire” seemed like “desire” until I disappeared inside of it and stayed in there…I was so close to myself in situations like this, right at the edge, but to find him there, in my own flesh, the fact that I was an introvert and still found him there, as if we’d always waited for each other and the sweat and the flame that became ours so fast.

— Ia Genberg, The Details: A Novel (translated by Kira Josefsson) (HarperVia, August 8, 2023)

[phoet]

reading witch hat atelier is an experience not only because of the brilliant story and loveable characters but because every now and then there is panel that is just SO GOSHDARN BEAUTIFUL LIKE IT WAS SCETCHED BY A GOD and then i just have to stop reading and stare at it for a bit.

[acourtofquestions]

“Promised Tears” by @ book_s150

[thevisualvamp]

Follow me

[sidsinning]

Rewatched the honey scene from Yona and I'm clawing at the air

WHAT WAS HE COOKIN

[s0mething27]

hi i like to stalk ur account :3

WONDERFUL!!!!!

[myrunawaysweets]

So I had a dream about this giant prehistoric shark that was assumed to be extinct like the megaladon, but bigger and half human, it's skin a dark grey-ish-black, with scars that shone like gold, his tail was roughly about 3 schoolbus' long, with long black hair that would cover his tired golden eyes.

I remember I had to bargain with him to save my life, where I would feed him for my safety, through this I found out that they were called "distadons" and often indulged in cannibalism to ease their hunger.

This symbiotic relationship grew into friendship as I began to cook human foods for him in giant portions inside the cave he called home.

I just had to draw him before I forgot. So this is my best attempt at recreating him.