One of the darkest moments of France’s colonial history has never been properly acknowledged. That could be about to change.
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One of the darkest moments of France’s colonial history has never been properly acknowledged. That could be about to change.
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One time during my Slut Era the most beautiful lesbian came into my store to convince me to join a gym. I had no interest in joining a gym but I literally lost cognitive function near her and told her maybe because I kept losing my train of thought looking at her.
I told my buddy about it to make fun of myself and first he asked how I knew she was a lesbian to which I just gave him a flat look. Later she’d go on to reference her wife and I gave him a smug smile. But the second thing he asked was why I wasn’t gonna join a gym. I scoffed and said I didn’t see the point.
He insisted it was good to move your body and cajoled me into joining with him. I wasn’t diagnosed yet with any of my various ailments so three times a week we’d work out for an hour or two. I felt a screaming sourceless sense of badness from my body like I was dying as my body tried in vain to communicate I didn’t have the reserves for this. That part sucked.
But the upside was I was fit for the second time in my life the first I thought I had leg cancer. I had little biceps and the best part about having him as a gym buddy was he used to be a gym teacher.
He’d decide what we were working on and direct us to different machines. It was like a homebrew personal trainer and I didn’t feel awkward or like everyone was staring at me when we went together.
Then he got a girlfriend and I literally never saw him again.
Do you think Yancy and Beau can still kiss eachother after being cursed?
love finds a way
Projecting onto my comfort character :P
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This bonegrave au has my interest nabbed by the throat, this is actually so cool
It’s giving flowey is not a good life coach but in a completely different direction
(Uncolored and full canvas versions under the cut since I really liked how they each turned out!)
heyyyy have my take on the flowery survives au. first image is my initial sketches from several days ago and the second one i did today because i wanted to change up the wheelchair.
yapping about my thoughts below the cut!
this Pink🔄Flowery shit flopped so bad on twitter. all the flowery fans are dead and Tumblr is my last resort
LAST JARONA!
First meeting
To me it doesn't make sense for the flowers to like. For a lack of better word, be born the way that they are in game. Their appearances reflect their dreams, and their dreams seem to be things they picked up by observing the world around them (wanting to be a cowboy from the cowboy show, wanting to look like asgore's hot college friend so he'll love you, and so on) so in my mind pre-dream they are pretty similar to floradinns
losing my mind over vampire au that i want to write but can’t because writers block
they’re all human in this btw. except aqua #myaqua
everyones saying to swap flowery and pink but no one wants to acknowledge the real elephant
Brief respite
Calling this the “Undertale PRIMARY AU”
For reasons revealed later
I Love you beanix and Trucy.. I love you forever and ever..
it IS monday. Let's get it on cunts
it IS tuesday. We still must get it on cunts
it IS wednesday. cunts you know what we must do. it's time to get it on
We’ve all heard tales of the moon being made of cheese, but what if it were made of bones? Bone fragments. Bone dust. Partial skeletons from animals we have no name for, no knowledge of. What if the moon were made of bones?
wearing two cursed amulets to manipulate them into competing with each other for ownership of my soul and unintentionally improving my life in their attempts to seduce me
hiring two duplicitous advisors with opposing agendas to manipulate them into hatefucking each other in front of me while i fujo out about it