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sodacansculptures · 1 year
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Homemade nativity scene
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miek-unofficial · 2 years
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throwback to when i was corrupting skyward sword and accidentally created pinecone link
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free-my-mindd · 11 months
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sleepsucks · 9 months
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Reading ur comics made me realise i am probably a girl
Oops
(Great stuff btw, ur art is mega awesome and so is you!)
awww w hell yeah transgender blast ♥
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crocchompers · 6 months
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quick little doodle
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k0karamu · 7 months
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I was thinking about what would happen if the Gumlee were former partners in a world without magic? (they pretended not to know each other, but fate thinks otherwise)
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(and a small meme for this "AU")
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moodyvoid · 1 month
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As hard as it is for her, Nana needed to face this. She was deep in denial of her role in this and just killing off Shigaraki wasn’t going to make that go away for her.
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dragonpyre · 3 months
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Swan Lake but she turns into a (bird) tit so the Prince keeps thinking to himself "my gf is a tit" and smiling stupidly cuz he's a 20 year old loser
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Unpopular opinion, but I think that the best choreographed scene in all of Newsies is the fight scene.
As somebody who's been in a show with a 2 person fight call, they are a bitch to put together. Can you imagine with 30 odd people? I'd literally cry.
You can watch a different Newsie every time you watch, and you'd see something different. Race fistfighting Wiesel, JoJo getting punched on the selling desk by one of the Delancey's, Katherine helping Specs, Romeo crawling off the ground, everybody climbing away, screaming and crying in the background and so much more.
Everybody's doing something different, and it's so interesting to watch in literally any production.
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weirdmollyy · 2 months
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Funny for goth-girl
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ohsalome · 2 months
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(story taken and machine-translated from the official twitter account of the Mission of the President of Ukraine in the Autonomous Republic of Crimea)
Today's story is about a woman who was detained by the occupiers in the spring of 2022 and illegally sentenced to almost 7 years in prison. Iryna Danylovych is a nurse and citizen journalist.
She was threatened, blackmailed and forced to confess to things she did not do. Now Irina is in a Russian colony, her health is deteriorating due to the lack of quality and timely medical care.
Iryna Danylovych worked as a nurse at the Malachite rehabilitation center in Koktebel, maintained a social media page and several blog columns on the rights of healthcare workers and healthcare issues in the occupied Crimea.
The occupation forces abducted Iryna Danylovych in April 2022. She was returning from a night shift at the hospital when the occupiers searched her house and seized all her appliances, several books and documents.
There was no contact with Irina for more than a week. She was illegally detained by the FSB: she was subjected to psychological pressure, beaten, threatened with death, interrogated on a polygraph, threatened to be "taken to the forest" (ed. - meaning killed and buried in the forest) or "to Mariupol" (once again, killed), fed once a day, and not allowed to go to the restroom.
Eventually, the occupiers informed her relatives that a decision had been made to place her under "administrative arrest", allegedly because "she had transferred unclassified materials to another country". Later, they fabricated a "case" against Irina accusing her of "illegal actions with explosives."
The "proof" was the "discovery" of 200 grams of explosives in Irina's bag. And only on May 11, the lawyer managed to establish that she was in the occupation pre-trial detention center in Simferopol.
The "arrest warrant" was issued by the occupation "court" during a closed court session - without the participation of listeners, journalists, or Irina's relatives.
But the real reason for the detention is different. For covering the problems of the healthcare system, the crimes of the occupiers, as well as for protecting and promoting the rights of healthcare workers in the occupied Crimea.
Iryna was one of the first correspondents of the Crimean Process; she supported Crimean Tatar activists in the "courts"; prepared materials for the editorial office of Inzhyr Media; supported medical activists, recorded violations of rights under occupation.
According to Irina, she was kidnapped, taken to Simferopol and illegally detained in a basement, tortured and starved, and forced to sign a confession under threat of death, having been viciously planted with explosives after the "confession" had been forcibly extracted.
Complete hearing loss in the left ear, deprivation of necessary medications, suffering from headaches and earaches. This is what Iryna is going through now.
Irina was transferred to the Krasnodar Women's Correctional Colony No. 7 in Zelenokumsk. Every day, Irina's health condition deteriorated: in the occupation prisons, she gradually lost hearing in her left ear, developed otitis media, constant headaches and dizziness.
Back in July 2022, the political prisoner reported being beaten by an FSB convoy and psychological pressure exerted on her by Russian security forces. The occupiers also took away the opportunity to read, not returning the collection of poems.
To get medical help, she went on a hunger strike, but stopped it after 10 days, believing the promises of the SIZO administration, but no one has treated her and is not going to, watching the prisoner's health deteriorate.
According to her father, the colony allocates 90 minutes for the distribution of medicines twice a week: on Tuesday and Thursday. During this time, only 20-30 people out of a queue of several hundred prisoners manage to receive them.
"There are periodic fights among the patients for the opportunity to be in the front of the line and receive medicines. Iryna does not participate in this and has been deprived of access to the medicines prescribed by doctors, which we regularly send in parcels, for several months now," her father said.
Despite the illegal actions, torture and pressure, the occupiers failed to break the Ukrainian journalist, she continues to support Ukraine and believe that she will soon return home. "Only in such a strong Ukraine could such a strong you be born," said Iryna's father Bronislav.
Even behind bars, Iryna Danylovych continues to resist the occupiers and support Ukraine. The song "I am free!" performed by her is a symbol of disobedience and struggle, which the occupiers do not like, and the tattoo on her body that reads "Freedom is our religion" is her life's credo.
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clairebearsparkles · 2 years
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[ID: TMA fanart of Jon and Martin in the safehouse. They both sit on the floor, Jon with his hand over a tape recorder and Martin reaching out to hold it. Jon is a thin brown man with long, fully gray hair, and he sits with a defeated posture. Martin is a fat man with a worried expression. They're in front of a window letting in green light, and the whole piece is overlaid with a hazy green filter and faint dialogue from MAG161 starting from "'Hey.' 'Hi.'" and ending at Jon starting the Gertrude tape. Many stylized eyes float around and look down at them. End ID]
They didn't find any cows
Credit to @princess-of-purple-prose for the description ❤
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diver5ion · 6 months
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grissomesque · 6 months
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and now all of us are paying for my mistake.
STAR TREK: VOYAGER 7.17 'Workforce Pt. II' 5.01 'Night'
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rachelsfav-queer · 2 months
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Valentine's Day
Summary: Valentine's Day just hasn't been the same for Enid Sinclair for a very long time.
Warning: Very sad, like just so much sad
Valentine's Day. It's meant to be a day about love. A day about spending time with that special someone or someones who just make your heart feel full. Right now, there's probably thousands of people that are doing just that, just embracing the time they're blessed to have with the ones they love.
But... there's one woman who isn't. Enid Sinclair.
Enid is spending today in the Addams Family graveyard. She's always hated graveyards, she still does, really. Though now, for entirely different reasons. Back then, when she was younger, they just creeped her out.
But now…
They remind Enid of her.
Now, Enid sits by that gravestone. How lonely it looks, Enid thinks, like it shouldn't be there yet and there's something, someone missing.
It's strange, almost. Enid used to be so chatty. She could hold entire conversations with anyone, even herself. Finding the right words was never all that hard for her. So, of course now, the werewolf struggles to find her own voice. What can she even say? All the things she wants to say, they'd all go unheard anyway. The only person she would ever speak those words to, she's gone now. Forever.
Enid reaches forward and touches the stone for a second, only a second, and yet, it breaks her entirely. She collapses forward as sobs wrack through her body, not a sound escaping her beyond a pained squeak, giving away her true despair. Enid lies on the cold, hard dirt, weakly pounding the tiny patches of grass with her palm, and she continues crying. The ground beneath her grows wet with the tears and saliva and snot falling from her face as she sobs violently. The blonde can feel her body growing weak from exhaustion, though her crying doesn't slow.
As Enid continues sobbing, she can feel her consciousness fading, and her vision begins to darken. As she passes out, the last thing Enid sees is,
Here Lies Wednesday Friday Addams
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When Enid wakes up, she’s no longer on the cold ground. Instead, she's in a warm, familiar bed. Opening her eyes, it takes a moment for the girl to recognize the surrounding room, but soon realizes where she is. The guest room of Yoko and Divina's house. When Enid pulls away the blankets, she sees she's not in the same clothes as before, instead now in fuzzy warm pajamas. Enid looks toward the window and sees it's now dark outside.
Enid gets out of the bed and puts on the slippers she spots by the door before she leaves the room and heads toward the joint living room/dining room. She sees her friends sitting at the table, drinking tea. There's another mug of tea at an empty spot on the table, still steaming.
Yoko sees Enid enter and smiles sadly, her best friend's disheveled state reminding her of the agony she's been through. "Hey pup," Yoko greets softly, "Did you sleep well?"
Still groggy, Enid rubs her eye and mumbles out, "What happened?"
Divina answers, "Morticia found you passed out by- she found you and brought you inside. She called us, said it'd be better for you to get away from the house for a bit."
"Oh, right," Enid responds sadly, "And how'd I get in these?"
"Oh uh, that was me, actually," Yoko says awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck nervously, "Your clothes were covered in mud and your hair was too a bit. So I changed you while you were asleep and cleaned out your hair as best I could. Sorry, I just didn't want you to wake up uncomfortable."
Enid shakes her head and sits down, taking a sip of the tea, "No, it's alright... thank you, Vamps."
Yoko smiles sadly again and responds, "No problem, Wolfie."
Silence sits heavily over the three women, no one having any idea what to say. They all know what's wrong, to ask would be pointless and would probably only hurt them all more. Yoko and Divina weren't that close with Wednesday, not as close as Enid was at least, but they still are feeling her loss just as heavily. Yoko especially so since Enid has been her closest friend forever. Seeing her best friend so distraught is practically tearing the vampire apart by the seams, even more so knowing that she can't do anything to rid her of this pain.
Eventually, Enid looks up at the couple and sighs, she breaks the silence, "I just- I miss her."
Enid's voice cracks and then the dam breaks once again, she's in tears again. Enid covers her face with both hands as sobs once again wrack painfully through her body. Yoko and Divina quickly stand and rush over to comfort Enid. There's not much they can do, they know that, but they hold Enid close between them and let her cry. The only way for her to get through this is by feeling everything she's going to feel.
Enid has no idea how long she cries for this time, but it barely feels like a few seconds. Slowly, her breathing slows down and her tears begin to dry. And after a moment, she laughs softly. Only a short chuckle, but it worries her friends for a second before she starts talking, "It's funny, Wednesday was always so dark... and yet, all that time I knew her, those were the brightest years of my life." Enid laughs again. "Oh gods, if she heard me say that, she'd probably kill me," Enid jokes and it brings laughter to the three women, all of them remembering fondly the short girl's pessimistic attitude.
It's a short moment of bliss that unfortunately goes past them far too fast. Enid looks at both her friends on either side of her and smiles weakly and tells them they can sit again. The room falls into silence again, the only sound being tiny sips of tea now and then. Enid breaks the silence once again when she whispers, "I don't know how to live without her."
"You don't," Yoko says simply.
"Wh- what?" Enid says, taken aback for a moment. She trusts her best friend, but she's not sure about where she's going with this.
"Don't live without her," Yoko reaches to take Enid's hand and smiles softly, "Keep Wednesday with you, in your heart. Take her with you, everywhere. Take her to the store to buy groceries. Go watch a movie with her. Eat Chinese takeout with her, I don't know, anything! Just... don't leave her behind. Don't ever forget Wednesday Addams, okay?"
Enid begins tearing up at Yoko's words and she nods, "Okay... okay, you're right. You're right. I'm not gonna let her go, never. I love her, Yoko."
Yoko nods and moves to hug Enid again, "I know, babes, I know. And you know she loved you too. You were everything to her, Enid. And wherever she is, she'd much rather be with you."
Enid nods and hugs Yoko tightly. Once they separate, Enid looks at Yoko and Divina seriously and says, "I think- I want to go back, there's something I need to do."
Divina stands and rests her hand on Enid's shoulder, "Whatever you need, we've got you, Enid."
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After making a short trip to the store, the three women finally arrive back at the Addams Mansion. Enid sits in the back seat of Yoko's car with a bouquet of Black Dahlias in one hand and a raven plushie in the other. Taking a deep breath, she straightens out the non-existent wrinkles in her beautiful black dress, one she had bought years ago for another Valentine's Day, but never got to wear. Until tonight.
Divina notices Enid's fidgeting and gets out of the car and walks around, opening the door closest to the blonde. Holding out a hand, the siren helps Enid out of the car and gently grasps her shoulders, "You look beautiful, Enid. It's okay, she's gonna love it. I promise."
Enid nods and thanks the couple for helping her. She gives Divina a hug and walks off towards the graveyard, heading directly towards Wednesday's tombstone.
The werewolf stands nervously before Wednesday's grave before she finally steps forward and lays the flowers and plush down against the stone. Enid kneels down, careful not to dirty her dress and she smiles sadly. "Howdy roomie," Enid whispers, "Happy Valentine's Day."
End <3
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crocchompers · 6 months
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Lock up the feral wally, he dosent deserve peace!
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He's very sad bc he's been capture
Won't you let him out?
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