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🔮 νέον. 28. black. nd. 

🔮 diagnosed with loving pokemon.

🔮 +: even numbers, sunny days, poetry, rpgs.

🔮 -: the cold, bitter foods, loud places.

🔮 sideblogs: dialga

🔮 currently writing: ???. 

🔮 background: miloecute. stars.  

🔮 icon/pagedoll: commissioned from rennatelier.

havingapoemwithyou:

Why I Stayed By Traci Brimhall  Because the mirror rose over the night garden, melancholy and bronze. Because I greeted the moon wearing eyeshadow                                                                                                                                          green as a scarab and nothing else. Because like Artemis I fed a man to his hounds. Because all summer I wanted                                                                                                                                                  to die but chose not to trust my feelings. Instead, I took 99 of the peacock’s eyes, half the checking account, and left.                                                                                                                                               Because I watched spokes of light sow my animus into a flock of shadows. Because when I catalogued gratitudes                                                                                                                                               I listed high thread counts, gin and tonics, bedrooms with skylights, jeans on sale and how good my ass looked in them.                                                                                                                                         Because cabbage-white butterflies in the buttercups and sea salted caramels never failed to gladden me. Because                                                                                                                                                I hoped to die painlessly, like a star. Because young sheep needed their backs tarred to ward off foxes and crows.                                                                                                                                                     Because like Psyche I was careless with candles. Because joy returned with a kiss crisp as a dried bee that became a stab                                                                                                                                            of honey on my tongue. Because I wanted to love someone who wouldn’t count my sobs as proof. Because I found                                                                                                                                                    a thousand small pleasures that made me want to live, and they were bridges, birdsong, strawberries, sunlight and lambs.ALT

Why I Stayed by Traci Brimhall

obsob:

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painting i did today :3

pmamtraveller:

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Rear View, Sunset by Jenny Bloomfield

marutteii:

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voids-colourful-creations:

What Doesn’t Kill You - A Killua Fic

Close up of Killua's face from the 2nd hxh99 outro, translucent against a starry sky. He looks troubled, but quiet.ALT

Rated: T
Hunter x Hunter, up to Chairman arc.
Killua (/Gon)
Words: 1.1k~
Warnings: Standard Killua, Chimera Ant, Zoldyck family stuff.

Summary:

Killua’s strength comes from, reluctant as he is to admit it, his training, doesn’t it? His claws, his poison resistance, it was his training that gave him the potential for greatness. But then… Gon. Gon who others see more potential in. Gon, who’s gravity is so strong Killua finds himself orbiting him. Gon, who came from light and love, and Killua his opposite. If Gon is stronger than Killua, then what? What was all his training for? What was all his suffering for? If he can’t even protect Gon…

Read on Ao3!

antiqueanimals:

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Pintail Pursuit at Sunrise. Peter Markham Scott (1909-1989). Oil on canvas. Dated 1987.

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rthwrms:

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HOW TO START (2026)

image transcriptions under the cut

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stealingpotatoes:

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and here’s a closeup of the legend himself banging out the tunes <3

muttsys-deactivated20260425:

Ok*reduces you to a simmer* go rest for a while