what-if type au
((i always thought suguru would have been a better personality match and mentor for megs if he hadn’t… y’know…. anyways….😃))

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Misplaced Lens Cap
One Nice Bug Per Day
Game of Thrones Daily
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Jules of Nature

pixel skylines

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we're not kids anymore.
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occasionally subtle
YOU ARE THE REASON
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
wallacepolsom

Andulka

Love Begins
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what-if type au
((i always thought suguru would have been a better personality match and mentor for megs if he hadn’t… y’know…. anyways….😃))

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Even the iron still fears the rot.
Itafushi when the party is over and the can finally be alone
one of the most devastating aspects of orufrey’s relationship to me is the fact that, by qifrey’s own account, olruggio has rediscovered his secret too often to keep track of— and he still chooses to forgive qifrey in each and every instance he learns, again, about the silverwood disease. we can easily assume his finding out manifests differently every time— maybe it comes as a confession, maybe it’s like a twisted problem that olruggio conspires to work out for himself, maybe it’s something blurted in the thick of an argument; maybe it comes with uneasy acceptance, maybe it’s more of a struggle to make olruggio understand— but no matter the symptom, his cause is always the same without fail. olruggio has never once hesitated to sacrifice everything he is for qifrey’s sake; he has never once considered being spiteful, keeping his own memory intact and letting qifrey shoulder his burden alone. in all their time enduring that same, indefinite cycle— ouroboros the whole way down— the thought to act selfishly has never, not even once, crossed olruggio’s mind
the raven

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warm ups n wips😼
who are these guys even are they lost
the only real good ship dynamic: tragic hero x person with genre awareness
oh to walk blindly into ruin and have someone who would follow, even with their eyes open, because they cannot bear to let go of your hand
Through the memory, we killed
the bird that was never ours.
(inspired by this incredible fic by @ossia-ombreggiata)

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every reread kills me a little bit more
reread and enjoy <3
[First image description: An edit of the "Oh Ariana, we're really in it now" meme, with Jason from The Good Place leaning against an Ariana Grande poster. The poster has been changed to a screenshot of Maggie Smith's poem "Good Bones" and Jason now says "Oh Good Bones by Maggie Smith, we're really in it now". End first ID.]
[Second ID: The full screenshot of the aforementioned poem. Transcript is as follows:
Good Bones / Maggie Smith
Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I've shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I'll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that's a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children. For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind stranger, there is one who would break you, though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.
End ID.]
the moon & its most radiant star
last flowers to the hospital
Moving Forward

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The loyal one: Gilbert Nightray 💛 🖤
(My coloring)
Everyone stop what you’re doing and go read the Sanji fish story by @inthestarsisyourhome it is so so worth it
https://archiveofourown.org/works/83625766