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young justice fanart in 2025????

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Ocean Vuong, The Emperor of Gladness

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Ben 10 Alien Force 2x01: “Darkstar Rising.”

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NOW That's What I Call Gwevin: A trip down memory lane for Ben 10 AF/UA/Omi fans who shipped Gwevin circa 2008-2014

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It’s always the redhead girl x dark-haired boy couples…

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Gwen x Kevin moodboard

Requested by: @multi-niche-expert

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Parents

Just screenshot i wanted to draw

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Power Nap

she insisted for him to stop sleeping on the floor of the garage

well

he did get a couch in there

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October 2018

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Song of the Crimson Rebellion- a photo series A trail of crimson flows through the crowd. The only rose that has dared to dance with the wind. The men, they look straight at her, they feel no shame. Their blood boils, their desires peak. They jump to pluck but the thorns pierce the calloused fingertips; drip drip drip. Palms now stained with blood. The women, they look away, they spy from the corner of their eyes and whisper to one another, “I wish my existence could be as bold.” She stops for no one. She cannot be claimed by anyone. Crimson, flows the blood in her veins; crimson, the smear on her lips, her kurti, her chaddar. Crimson, the color of her defiance The ‘chan chan’ of her anklet echoes to miles away, almost like a siren. She has not come to preach. She has not come to shame. She has, but only, come to liberate; for she sings a song that cannot be unheard. She sings the song of the crimson rebellion.

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Seasons Of Your Day// November, 2014

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‘We grow forests in our bones, so our memories can’t find us. I believe we find and haunt ourselves.’

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#planetarydevastation

#beauty

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frolicking with mama :)

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Sylvia Plath, aged 25, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (dated September 27, 1958)