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[choconanime]

Recently my friend and I played @rottenraccoons Obscura, the first chapter did so much damage to me that god posses me and start drawing mine and my friend ocs like a madman, please go check it out if you can guys(❤´艸｀❤) is really good

Chorus: mine Mc! A monotone in nature but she covers her lack of expressions with being very blunt about thing's+ used to be in a chorus group yet due to being in the late stages of her illness she has no longer participanted.

Tenor: @crimson-riot Mc! A beautiful lady of the night, Charmin everyone with her smooth voice however she's very opinionated. Despite also having the illness,hopes she can find a cute for Chorus regardless of what happens to her.

More undercut☺️

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Tenor choose the colorful outfits, having many at her disposable+ while Chorus has as a hobby makes mask whenever she's not singing.

"hide in what you aren't" sort of mentality( especially effective for chorus since she isn't this colorful much less revealing in the surface no one would believe she wore this).

Since their both MC's that exists same word,two routes are always simultaneously playing (e.g: as soon as chorus left for some respite, Tenor was drag with keir.)

- Just small HCs i took the liberty to draw since i like the idea Fran has actually hear her around mayhaps? Definitely getting charmed by her voice but when they actually crashed with each other is the first time they met.

-i wonder if cirrus would let her sing occasionally at the church 🫣

And that's all,Thank you so much for reading 🥺💕💕

[askingtroybarnes]

Hey Troy,

You keep saying that you like butt stuff, but also you insist on not liking dick (Sorry Shirley. If you read this, scroll past it now).

So what kind of butt stuff? Just with toys? How is that different from liking dick?

Just curious, not at all trying to prove something here

WHAT HAPPENED TO “HELLO”

[freakshowcowboy]

nearly three years later and i am a blubbering wreck because dean winchester, passively suicidal most of his life, sure he would die young and bloody, died young and bloody

[letmeinnnnn]

Twilight Reboot???

So I heard tell of a Twilight TV series in the works. My sister was a HUGE Twilight fan. I never shared her passion; however, as someone who went to every movie with her and read most of the books for her- I have some thoughts.

1. Initially it just said a new series so I was hopeful it might be something new-- What I would’ve liked to see is a series going more in depth into the individual stories of each Cullen vampire and showing how they all came together

Unfortunately she tells me the series is planned to be just another remake.

2. Which leads to thought #2 which is that I’m ??? because Twilight as a film holds up today imo- like it doesn’t feel super outdated (I was shook to look up that it came out in 2008 fuck)

3. At the very least, I’ll be curious to see the cast

sidenote: the breaking dawn movies were the worst in many ways, but the thing that always killed me-- the hair stylist???? they dropped the ball at the last part! how did they manage to mess that up?! edward and jasper’s styles were busted in breaking dawn

[salsflore]

HI MIKA I LOVE YOU HERES SOME ART OF YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND THAT YOU HATE <3

ARE YOI CRQZY. ARE YOU CEAZY TELL ME. FUCK. THIS WAS THE ASK?!?!? TWINE WHATS WTONG WITJ YOU WHY WO7LD YOU DO THIS YOU KNOW I'VE BEEN DELUSIONAL ABOUT THIS MAN.

FUCK?!?!?! TWINE?!?!?#£ I LOVE IT HERE. I'M. actually makimg this my wallpaper somehow i'm gonna find a way FUCK??? if not my wallpaper then its 10000% becoming my cover screen i'm so fucking ill rn

I LOVE YOU SO BAD. BUT WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. I HATE i'm so normal actually i love being normal :3

[sadclowncentral]

i had a dream that time travel was invented and too many people choose to travel back in time to save the titanic from sinking (the question of whether unsinking of the titanic deserved so much attention in the face of human history was the subject of both heavy academic and online discourse), which caused a rift in the space-time-continuum that led to the titanic showing up indiscriminately all over the world’s oceans and sea in various states of sinking.

this caused a lot of issues both in terms of fixing said space-time-continuum and in terms of nautical navigation, and after a long and heavy battle in the international maritime organization it was decided that the bureaucratic burden of dealing with this was to be upon Ireland, much to their dismay. the Irish Government then released an app for all sailors and seafarers so they could report titanic sightings during their journeys, even though they heavily dissuaded you from reporting them given the paperwork it caused.

anyway i woke up with a clear image of the app in my head and needed to recreate it for all of you:

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[torchiclove]

What makes me crazy about the Nightmares chapter/episode is that Marcille doesn’t just see Laios as a dog, she sees him as Dustrag. He’s Dustrag, his childhood dog. His childhood dog that was the unwanted, accidental mutt puppy of a village neighbor that his father begrudgingly took in. Guys he’s fucking Dustrag

[despazito]

Adult website and period tracker

[daftmooncretin]

spock’s room decor is actually fucking bonkers. The weapons??? the big red velvet curtain??? like ok phantom of the opera go crazy.

for reference jim’s room has some photos and a plant so we can surmise this is uniquely a spock being a dramatic weirdo thing

[lilacandladybugs]

my friend told me that her boyfriend got her a super cool rock while they were on vacation together and you would not BELIEVE my disappointment when i realized she was talking about her engagement ring

[passerkirbius]

So, there's a lot of USians around who are very clearly fucking fed up with their political choices this election cycle, and planning to sit it out.

And I get it! What's the point of voting if there's no one to vote for?

The thing is, I'm Australian. In Australia, voting is compulsory. We don't get to sit out our elections, and I'll be real honest with you - we don't exactly get better choices than you lot. So how do you vote if there's no one to vote for? You find someone to vote against. And there's always someone to vote against.

Now, we have the pleasure of preferential voting in Australia - We get to rank every candidate from 1 to X, and I'll tell you, there's something so cathartic about putting the biggest bastard of the lot at the very bottom of your preferences. I understand that USians don't get that option - you get to mark one person, and that's it.

That means that you get one shot, so aim it at the biggest bastard of the lot. The candidate you most utterly detest. Put your vote in the worst possible place for them. Don't even think about who that vote's going towards, that's not the point. Remember, every vote is a vote against someone. Make sure you fuck up that someone's election day!

[callisteios]

i made a character uquiz. i 100% promise you that you will get a character you know AND like

[raggedytiger]

this is so bad but i permanently cropped the file so brutally that i can no longer edit it. whoops! also panels 4-7 were fully coloured but it looks better without for some reason. pomni (penny?) is such an ugly crier. i love my horrible failgirl accountant

[angelfic]

annabeth and grover frantically submerging percy in water the way you’d put an iphone in a bowl of rice

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.