art blog(derogatory)
Mike Driver
Peter Solarz
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occasionally subtle
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Discoholic 🪩
$LAYYYTER
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ojovivo
sheepfilms
dirt enthusiast
JBB: An Artblog!
#extradirty
if i look back, i am lost
Cosmic Funnies
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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@aliasknives
g / any pronouns / 26
writer, classicist, weird freak
lots of asoiaf, dune, kcd1+2, dragon age, bg3, gothic lit, horror, folklore, arthuriana, medievalism, leftist politics, and whatever else I feel like
this blog is not curated to one specific thing but i tag as best as i can !
mutuals can always ask for discord!
find me on ao3 here (same username)
please dnf if you’re under 18
all bigots die
ok that’s it! thank you for reading!
how come i never noticed this .. let's all kill ourselves
the last time i ran away i lost everything i'm never going to do that again
how am I supposed to go to the supermarket without cavalry support
daily affirmations: someday you WILL get review-bombed on goodreads for your deviant themes and plots
when you say something awkward and stupid in a social situation that probably no one will remember except you for the rest of time
I heard another video game is coming out soon
this has to stop
the thing I love most about how tumblr users use tags is that it’s like what if a social media website had a footnotes system
thought too long about brienne again
carissime - 3.2k - E
early post-game hansry
In the bathhouse, Hans considers different types of touch.
"Here," Hans presses his free hand against Henry's upper back, gently adjusting his posture. "Practice for the next wedding you attend. Keep your back straight. That is, if you want to impress a lady." "If I want to impress a lady," Henry parrots him. They're nearly nose to nose; if his squire were a few hairs taller, they'd be perfectly at eye level. Hans can feel his breathing. His rapid heartbeat, too, thrumming just beneath his thumb. "Alright, Sir Hans. How do I impress a lady?" Kissing Henry is an instinct he's had, unknown and unnamed, for some time. The actual feeling—the way Henry's mouth opens a little to the side, the warmth of his tongue, the rough patches on both of their faces—is still quite new. The first time they fought, Henry had punched him square in the mouth. Hans's lip bled for hours after, and he couldn't escape the taste of iron for the next two days. It's a similar kind of warmth.
more here on ao3
99% of ruminators give up right before they completely solve the problem
fuck, marry, kill: the wound that won’t heal, the past you can’t undo, the ghost that keeps returning
the singular email that has ever found me well were the ones sent out by ao3
tip:
You can replace therapy with 10-14 hours of a game. But watch out.
Anonymously tell me something you think about me 💭
i almost let comparison be the thief of my joy again
6 day workweek is a 9 day workweek… while I’m moving,,,, god help me
