ahhhh the wings are soooo lovely
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ahhhh the wings are soooo lovely
oh i love this so much
four panels: 1: closeup of the moth, fading to black 2: the death’s head symbol on the moth, full frame 3. the death’s head is beginning to morph and resolve into a vague image 4: the image is clearer, strange figures stand among a white background, their black hair forming the negative space of the eye socket and nose hole of the skull. threads of white symbols surround the skull, shape, which is elongated like a keyhole
full splash page with the image fully resolved: the foreground figure lifts her arms, looking angelic with her hair in a halo around her head. her face is deformed, with two white eye peering from a skull-like brow. behind her, the other figures loom, each macabre and twisted in their own ways, with exposed ribs and flesh.
deathshead vision
four black and white comic panels: panel 1: a skink skitters on a tree panel 2: worms crawl in dirt with foreboding worms behind panel 3: a death’s head moth with a stylized skull pattern rests on a black background panel 4: a large establishing shot, a young man sits reading a book in a forest, surrounded by dead branches an decay. he is on the edge of a large shadow, which leads off into the background, merging with a figure silhouetted in black. behind, a group is gathered in a graveyard.
five comic panels: 1 closeup on the young man’s face, his eyes are covered by scraggly hair. 2 closeup of his book, he is reading Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield. his fingernails are chewed short. 3. closeup of him pulling his hair back and sighing 4. a sudden shot of a hand snatching the book 5. a wide shot: the young man cowers in the very corner of the frame, and a man shrouded in darkness looms over him, holding the book in an aggressive pose. he says: “get up. it’s starting.”
six panels: 1. figures stand around an open grave, only their legs are in frame. the grave is cut off, and says “Nov. 6th, 2002, Nov. 6th 2025. Beloved Son.” 2-3. two black panels, joined with a sweeping curved action line of leaves falling, and the moth flying. sfx: “sshhhhhhhh…” 4-5. two repeated panels, close up of the young man’s eyes, closed, then opened to reveal the death’s head symbol reflected in his pupils. his hair blows in the wind. 6. closeup of the moth, wings outstretched, resting on the grave.
a moment of quiet - disturbed
raw divine as ground loot in act 6. thank you path of exile
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4 player stay the spire is so cool. I got to do one billion damage with shivs
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path of exile update day :,)
Nancy 3/4/26 💅
2026 nuclear family meme— featuring Fritzi as Neurodivergent Aunt, Sluggo as Sluggo, Nancy as Daughter, Nancy Jr as Woke Dog
I could really use some help. Ive already plugged it, but i am offering $20 astrology readings, and I'm capable of making some Art.
But I'm seeking mutual aid right now. If you can spare anything it would help so much rn.
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(Twoson is different from Onett. We have Burglin Park. )
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hehehe I love you too
it’s eyebrow is a sprowt
i was hoping they’d ironed out aw2 by now but I guess I won’t bother lmao
not surprised by this showing from pseudo
a few years ago i had this idea for this cookie it was perfect. a strong point of view- butterscotch, cranberry, oatmeal, spice and whatever else was supposed to go in that sort of thing i told everyone who would listen about my perfect cookie, they all nodded and agreed, it was clever and thoughtful and unique and there were cranberries in the cupboard and at some point i bought butterscotch chips and i never bought oatmeal and i left that house and i left the cranberries and the butterscotch and mom always kept rolled oats in that very same cupboard and i saw them every day because i opened that cupboard every day looking for something and i kept telling people about that perfect cookie and i told you about that perfect cookie and you told me about your perfect shortbread and how you were so proud of it and one day you made it in an unreliable friend’s unreliable oven and it came out acrid black molten sludge and you silently poured it in the trash on top of your notebook where you had developed that perfect shortbread recipe and i told you i would make that shortbread with you and you told me you would make that shortbread with me and we saw each other and never quite had time and i moved into that new house- and i bought the butterscotch - and you let me know i was asking a little too much of you promises you made when you were not the you that you are now and i stopped asking about shortbread, and i have butterscotch chips, cranberries, oats, and whatever else goes in that sort of thing downstairs, right now in my cupboard i went to the bakery and had a conversation with one of the owners over rose syrup. he thought my prosecco and luxardo cheesecake sounded really interesting. they made a champagne frosting cupcake, so it certainly wouldn’t be difficult to add the cherries. he thought my perfect cookie sounded really clever.
clove (2026)
i wrote a bit about baking
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Gawain the green knight opening a letter sealed with wax
Little Alex Horne in his studio chair with the caption "so a simple task: land a fair blow anywhere on the green knight. One year later meet him at the green chapel, receive the same blow yourself."
A cut to a wider shot showing Greg Davies in his throne turning to Little Alex Horne subtitled "Well surely no one just ran up and whanged his head clean off."
Cut back to Little Alex Horne subtitled "Let's see Gawain first."
Looks like the original has been swept away by the sands of time.
not yet
oh well im already following you and im not sick of it yet
i would like to be sick of it
When They Cry (For A White Guy)
