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sirfrogsworth

Wholesome acceptable rat kissing.

bigfloridaboy

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Inktober day 15

Onegai My Melody!

albierio

Jesus christ

albierio

Reminder you cannot trust Skyrim’s mannequins

mayticks-art

Reaching in the black abyss for a mermaids kiss

carpentergothic

you are the mayor of a 17th century town in new england. every tree you plant is the same fruit no matter what. villagers keep painting your entire house black in the middle of the night and attempting to burn other villagers at the stake for witchcraft. welcome to animal crossing gothic.

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you ever sit on a bus and suddenly get filled with an enormous tenderness towards everyone else on it

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we are all just animals turning our heads towards each other and looking away when the other person catches our eye. sniffing the air when someone gets off the bus and leaves the scent of perfume behind. doing silly faces and making the baby who’s being held by her tired mother smile. smiling at the girl who’s got her hair cut short like yours, then you both looking back at your phones again, then randomly remembering her eyebrow piercing again in three years when you’re sitting on a different bus in a different city. we’re all planning on what kind of dinner we’re going to make once we get home and thinking of our dogs and looking at each others clothes and wondering what kind of lives the people around us live and then we thank the driver and get off the bus and never see each other again. but this is somehow a very sweet thought to me at the moment

destinytomoon-deactivated202006

human papyrus, sans and muffet

thebootydiaries

girl in novel: hi my older brother who is 17 years old and popular, do you want breakfast ?

her brother: yes, remember when mom died when you were 4 and our dad is an alcoholic ?

thebootydiaries

The doorbell rings.

“I’ll get it!” My brother yells as my alcoholic father stumbles into the kitchen. He’s an alcoholic.

“Oh they must be here.” He grunts.

I freeze. “Who?”

“Your new owners. I sold you so I can pay for my alcohol addiction.” He slurs.

I start to sob.

“Hi.” Greets a booming voice, sending shivers down my spine. I turn around to come face to face with a tall figure. I gulp as Harry Styles cheekily grins back at me.

llemonyfresh

this post physically entered my DNA and rewired it via homologous recombination and now i have eczema

strawbebii

Low resolution MyMelody

felixdeon

Le Monocle Club was a lesbian club in Montmartre in Paris, which was a successful bar in the 1920’s and 1930’s. This painting is inspired by Le Monocle Club, and the photos were taken there, several by the great photographer Brassaï. The club owner, who is the only one who appears by themself (in the fourth photo), also appears as a bartender in some of the subsequent photos. The club was ultimately shut down by the Nazis during the German occupation of Paris, as a reprisal against queer lifestyles. The club was named after the early 20th century lesbian fashion for wearing monnocles, which acted as an advertisement of one’s queer sexuality. You can find this painting as a print in my etsy shop. Just click on the link