Nov 28, 2019
@impusles he’s gonna bug you because he has nobody else.
“Who are you, Mini-Flash?”
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@impusles he’s gonna bug you because he has nobody else.
“Who are you, Mini-Flash?”
For more than four decades, Marilyn Minter’s seductive visual statements—from oversized paintings of physical flaws to mesmerizing videos of makeup-smeared models—have demanded our attention. Bringing the power of desire into sharp focus, Minter has never shirked her equally crucial roles as provocateur, critic, and humorist.
The first retrospective of her work, Marilyn Minter: Pretty/Dirty presents the artist as an interpreter of our deepest impulses, compulsions, and fantasies. Exploring the evolution of Minter’s style, scale, and materials, the exhibition tracks her progress from an early engagement with the domestic landscape to her monumental and media-savvy images that simultaneously define and critique our times.
This is the final week to catch Marilyn Minter: Pretty/Dirty, see it before it ends Sunday, May 7.
Image courtesy Marilyn Minter
Oo! Do me!
SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;
Do I Follow Them?: yes
Why Did I Follow Them?: because i fucking love Si y’all
Do We Role Play?: we used to!
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: yes, though i’m not sure how our muses would interact
An AU Idea For Our Muses:
A Song For Our Muses:
Do I Ship Our Muses?: as far as i’m aware bart is a kid so no
What I Think About The Mun: I LOVE SI SO MUCH Y’ALL WHAT A SWEET HEART. Si has followed me across my many blogs for gosh idk over a year or two for sure and we don’t talk very much anymore but! i ! love! si!!
Overall Opinion: beautiful mun, beautiful character, beautiful writing. go follow.
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@impusles replied to Ace is feral
he’s a good boy how dare you
feral good boi
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Accepting || SEND 🌺 TO HEAR WHAT MY MUSE LIKES ABOUT YOURS
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Thad lets out a sigh, the look on his face as he stares at Bart is one mixed with disdain. Deep within he knew this hatred he held for his genetic original was partially illogical. He hated Bart because he had been taught to hate the Allens. But he also hated Bart because he, as a clone, could never compare to him in some people’s eyes. Thad would always be the ‘copy’, ‘Bart’s clone’, a lesser person to some, and even disregarded as an individual all together.It was difficult to find anything nice to say to him let alone anything he liked about him.
He hands clench at his sides and he lets out a hiss of an exhale, “You’re gregarious. You like to be with people, and people like to be with you in part because of that trait. And I suppose...I admire that trait in you.” He says before just as quickly avoiding Bart’s gaze.
"Happy thanksgiving buddy!" He's offering him an entire plate of ham. Yep. a whole stacked plate of it, "You're such a good boy, so you deserve something special!"
A beautiful offering and one Ace was glad to accept! Today would be full of food and scraps and good smells and it was both mouth-watering and infuriating. He had to sit and watch the humans for long periods without a single crumb or bone tossed his way. A true crime in broad daylight. Not even a scrap dropped for him. But this boy was a savior and hopefully not the last of the offerings today.
Ace ate as quickly as he could and licked the plate clean. Thanking the boy as enthusiastically as he could. Actually going so far as to jump up and brace massive paws against his chest and give him a dozen big kisses.
“ i hate it when you’re right; you get this look on your face– yeah, that’s the one. ”
@impusles / starter call
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Conner watched Bart get closer to him, a slight smile on his face. The teen was amused, but curious why his friend was getting closer to him. “What are you doing?”
No answer. Conner smiled more as Bart got closer. Fuck. There better not be anything in my teeth. He thought, as he quickly picked at his teeth. Nothing.
Still curious, and staying calm, he watched as his friend grabbed a cloth and rubbed it against his cheek. Blinking, Conner laughed. “All this for a little dirt? Seriously?”