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To celebrate finishing the rough draft of my fic Purity Through a Prism, I commissioned @rinexart to draw a scene of her choice and she picked the moment where Kate comforts Chloe after David hit her.
Pinned
To celebrate finishing the rough draft of my fic Purity Through a Prism, I commissioned @rinexart to draw a scene of her choice and she picked the moment where Kate comforts Chloe after David hit her.
Saw a post that said Kat would have terrible road rage. Itโs a miracle she can see over the steering wheel.
May his memory be a blessing.
Willem Arondรฉus (22 August 1894 โ 1 July 1943) was a Dutch artist and author who joined the Dutch anti-Nazi resistance movement during World War II. He participated in the bombing of the Amsterdam public records office to hinder the Nazi German effort to identify Dutch Jews and others wanted by the Gestapo. Arondรฉus was caught and executed soon after his arrest. Yad Vashem recognized Arondรฉus as Righteous Among the Nations.
Their attack, which took place on 27 March 1943, was partially successful, and they managed to destroy 800,000 identity cards, and retrieve 600 blank cards and 50,000 guilders. The building was blown up and no one was caught on the night of the attack. However, due to an unknown betrayer, Arondรฉus was arrested on 1 April 1943. Arondรฉus refused to give up the rest of his team.
Arondรฉus was openly gay before the war and defiantly asserted his sexuality before his execution. His final words were:
From Wikipedia
He was also a pretty great artist
Reblog to include his artwork!
May his memory be a blessing
something looks different about youโฆ did you change your hair?
You know I'm a lesbian because I think these are these two characters' hottest panels
2 genres of fanfiction:
1) put that guy into situations
2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them RESTย
Thatโs what itโs all about
one hyperfixated tumblr mutual has the power of six hundred thousand ad campaigns
Because sometimes love n' lesbianism isn't demure and mindful soft pastel hairbrushing before ten minutes of verbally negotiated missionary fingering on freshly ironed sheets.
Sometimes it's passion. Sometimes it's carnal. Sometimes you love her enough to be so hungry you're reckless. Sometimes you love her so much that being with her would make anywhere seem beautiful. Sometimes you need her now, and that's all. Sometimes trying to anchor it to the *perfect* time and place would minimize what it is.
I mean are you trying to have a tea ceremony? Or are you trying to fuck yourself into the veins of the woman you need immediately and forever, right now, trying to pull her right through your skin and right down into your lungs and your bones?
I want that kind of want for you all, Tumblr lesbians, I want you to understand why it didn't matter to Caitlyn and Vi where the hell they were when the moment struck, and why it matters quite a bit that they didn't care.
Gotta stop trying to gentrify physical intimacy. It's messy! It's important that it's messy! It's grimy, sweaty, clumsy, unhygienic, and vital, and immediate, and invigorating, and euphoric, and precious, and real.
That's what it's about! About needing to be so close, so urgently, that nothing else matters except as another thing you now share. My grime and yours, my sweat and yours. My teeth on your skin, your fingernails in my flesh; our spit, our breath, our smell, how my body and yours are each learning each other as their own, by doing this to each other.
The fact that it's never going to be a perfectly polished ideal is part of all of it, it's a big part of the intimacy of it in the first place. If it can't be messy, it's not true.
Lost Records: switched roles/styles
Skater swann and nature dork Autumn
indie poet Nora and Fashion punk Kat
bonus mini sketch trying to explore hollowhart and pickpoet dynamic in this AU
they stil retain their og color palettes and some of their traits, including kat's ya know what but it just plays out differently
Assorted chaotic tiny moments.
More chaos