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This Barbie is the vengeful soul of the Earth made Flesh! Act now and she can be yours for the low, low price of an entire planet!
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my part of an art trade with my dear friend @janecrockeyre! i am SO pleased with how she came out you have no idea
BIDEN'S OUT
OF THE RACE NOT GAY
a royal conspiracy brews in the nine houses
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edit: please pretend this says tower prince not crown prince ok? unless thatās part of the conspiracyā¦who can say for sureā¦
Your name is Ianthe.
You have a sister. "I love you," she says.
"I love you," you say, and you are happy.
You have parents. "Love me," you say.
"Your sister is so beautiful," they say.
You are a necromancer. You have a talent, a real talent. Your sister does not.
"They won't love me now," she cries.
"I love you," you say. You can be enough necromancer for both of you. You have a talent. Your parents are pleased.
"Love me?" you ask.
"Your sister is so gifted," they say.
God summons you to be his hand. You are patient. You are diligent. You are so fucking talented. You are the first to find the way.
"Eat me", your sister begs.
"But I love you!" you refuse.
"You don't love me," she cries.
There's another girl. Quiet. Avoidant. As talented as you. She learns from your example. She finds the way.
"Eat me," her cavalier demands.
"But I love you," she refuses.
"Love me," you whisper.
She tells you to shatter her mind.
You are with God. You passed His tests. You claimed His power. You did it all by yourself. "Love me," you demand.
"Would you like some tea, Harrowhark?" he says.
She's still with you. Her mind is broken. Her talent is spent. Her power is failing. She has destroyed herself for her love. Love me, you think.
The end approaches. Her doom is nigh. You can survive. You can save her. "Love me," you beg.
"I could never love you," she spits.
The end comes, and then goes. God lives by your intervention alone. His other hands are dead. He is broken. All his power is yours. The entire universe spreads out before you, ripe for the taking.
"Love me!" you scream.
"Love me," you sob.
Love me.
Your name is Ianthe. And you are alone.
Cannot Stress Enough how important it is to read Howlās Moving Castle written by Diana Wynn Jones immediately after watching Howlās Moving Castle directed by Hayao Miyazaki. When he made the movie he was of course upset with war and thus included it in the film, but you gotta understand. You really Gotta Understand. Every time in the movie where Howl turns the door dial black to travel to an absolutely hellish warscape? You know where that same dial takes him in the book? The Real World Country Of Wales
He goes to his sisterās house to play rugby and have a drink with his mates. His sister is like āyou fucking loser get a JOBā and Howell is like āI have a job, Iām a wizard!ā And sheās like āFUCK OFFā
the authors note of all time
if the world was perfect this would be the endgame
drew 6 pages of ianthe getting rejected because i am sane
(ignore the inconsistencies this took way too long ! i've been working on this since last year)
you know what? fuck it (unproblematics your fave)
how dare you thats my emotional support war criminal
sorry but how can I be normal when augustine once said āi donāt hate cristobel. dear, i barely hate youā to the one and only āunlovableā mercymorn and then had a threesome with God
had a locked tomb nightmare the other night that atn was dropped and it ended up being the entirety of gtn from babs perspective and i still havent recovered
the worst part is that the narration sounded exactly like my immortal
Hi my name Naberius Tern and I have short hair done up in pompadour and I'm from the Third House (that's how I got my name). I have blue and brown eyes like river stones and I'm the cavalier primary to two necromancers, Coronabeth and Ianthe Tridentarius (AN: if u don't know who they are get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Mattias Nonius but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm a cavalier (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly purple. I love Abercrombie and Finch and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a purple dueling jacket with matching knickers and also had my rapier and offhand, a trident knife dagger. I had just arrived at Canaan House. A lot of dykes stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
ah, childhood.
Transfem horror protagonist who realizes she's a woman because she's the Final Girl
[Image ID. A three panel digital comic.
Panel 1. Shows five teens in a wooden cabin with boarded up windows. One o them sits with their head in their hands, thinking "Oh no, nerdy guys don't survive slasher films! I'm fucked!"
Panel 2. Later, a masked killer sits over one of the teen's body with a knife. behind them, the door is kicked open with a bang, revealing a silhouette . "Hey asshole!"
Panel 3. The nerdy teen from panel one. She is now wearing a skirt, a rainbow bracelet, pink cat years, and a blood splatter. Holding up a baseball bat, she says, "I've realized some things." End ID.]
modern heroine for the modern era, final T-girl
In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.
Nationality: pussy
