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karagin22

edward-blake-unknown-knight

2urban2fantasy-deactivated20241

Shut up. That’s hilarious. I hope each and every cop involved has to personally give him $5000

caaaterpillar

HEY

tainbocuailnge

its fine to give massive honkers to an anime girl whose chest is objectively hardly more than a medium but if she’s flat you’re a fake and a hack without a shred of integrity if you give her any tits whatsoever. if i have to see one more drawing of that blue bitch from elder ring with huge badonkers i’m getting the steel chair.

duck-newton

fitzroy “yeah, just had a weird premonition of the future. you proposed to me and that was weird. I didn’t mean to bring that up. anyway can I meet your dad. no not like that I need him for my army” maplecourt

lunaotic

Candles - Lunaotic

karadavre

Brise Art from 2020

chrisrainicorn

Okay RWBY u reeled me back for fanart with this one I can't resist drawing a fucked up creechure

✨ i have commissions open! :D ✨

the-butter-churner

*in the voice of an old gay witch man who has seen horrors both physical and existential, who has held the bones of his son and watched them fade to dust in his hands, who bargained with an eldritch being with whom he shares a name and is now one breath away from oblivion*

babe, the apples are long gone

federal-goose

literally obsessed with pinocchio’s “i see myself only as the son of geppetto.” he’s standing before an entity whose power he cannot possibly comprehend and who could shred him into toothpicks with a snap and his only thought to identify himself is his father. lou wilson has beefed high charisma rolls before (lookin at you, gunnie “now you’ve been granted advantage” miggles-rashbax) but that line was a beautiful moment of humility and truth that strips pinocchio down to his core. absolutely unmatched.

jq37

I'm dying over the fact that the PCs refused to engage with Brennan's side plots so hard that he was like fine, I'll have my NPCs do them then. Henry Hubbard, you're on Nutcracker duty.

kendallroynsfw

everything everywhere all at once is about intergenerational trauma. about depression and passive suicidality and the gravitational appeal of nothingness. about aging, getting older in your twenties and getting older in your fifties. about the specific hurt mothers can cause their daughters and daughters their mothers. about the harsh reality of the immigrant experience and the american dream. but it’s mostly about kindness and family and it’s about choosing to sit at home talking about taxes with someone who loves you, and it’s about telling your daughter that you’d choose her over the entire universe, and it’s about how even in the universes where life didn’t form, love can still exist. and it’s really all of that at once.

professorspork

mr-jaybird

pictured: nerd to nerd friendship

roguishshrimp

POV you catch some of the seniors smoking

gendercents

[Image description: A digital drawing of Fig, Riz, and Kristen. Fig is a thin tiefling teenager with red skin and red horns. She’s the tallest of the three. Her brown hair is piled in a messy bun behind her head. She’s wearing a spiked choker necklace and a short sleeved black t-shirt with a blue square on it. She’s tied it at the waist so it’s a crop top. She’s wearing black shorts under a brown skirt with a high slit up the thigh. She has two phoenix feathers on a necklace. She’s wearing a black mesh glove that reaches her elbow, and has a cigarette between her fingers. She’s smiling and waving.

Riz is a thin, green skinned goblin teenager with thick, dark green hair. He’s got a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He’s wearing a cream colored shirt under a brown sweater and black pants. His tattoos re visible on his forearm, hand, and a little bit on his neck- they’re a mesh of cut-off words. His tail has a puff of dark green fur on the end. He’s looking off to the side with a disinterested expression.

Kristen is a thin, white, human teenage girl with chin-length orange hair. Her body is faced away from the viewer, and she’s looking over her shoulder and saying “hey,” with a very faint smile. She’s wearing a purple t-shirt and pale blue jeans. There’s a yellow fabric hanging out of her back pocket. She has a partially cut-off tattoo of what looks like an ear of corn on her left arm, and Tracker’s name on the back of her neck. She has her cigarette between her fingers as well, and her nails are painted black.

All three of their cigarettes are lit and trailing smoke into the air. The background is grey, with a large white oval in the center.]

radiofreederry

football-in-tuxedos

Someday I’m gonna need to actually write about this conservative tactic of demanding we basically turn off the part of our brain that interprets words and finds meaning when we talk to them. If they don’t specifically say some exact words, well you can’t respond to those words. You can’t assume JK Rowling is saying she’s a victim of a witch hunt by trans people because she never said those exact words in that exact order.

It’s a fascinating form of intellectual cowardice, where they want to essentially say something without ever being held responsible for saying that thing.