Them Not Doing This In Season 1 Of Shadow And Bone Was A Crime

so disney is using emily gwen’s lesbian pride flag with no compensation, and she’s still in need of money. i implore anyone who cares at all about the lgbt community to donate to her instead of paying for fucking mickey mouse pins

About Emily

About Emily

About Emily

!!! Ace of Arts !!! (LINK)

It’s March 14th, 2021 and, as promised, my a-spec art book is available today and above are some samples! There are 140 pages with 160 art pieces in total. I’d love some feedback (if possible!)

Thank you again to everyone who has supported this idea and my artwork in general ♥️

I’d really appreciate it if you could reblog this so that the people who liked/reblogged/commented on my 60k post could see it? Thank you!

(Please don’t remove this caption or repost this!)

Aletheia, a Scott centric Empires SMP x 3rd Life fanfic

No warnings, 4301 words. Past Scott/Jimmy. Angst and emotional hurt. 

Read on ao3 here! 

Summary:

Aletheia: unclosedness, unconcealedness, disclosure, truth; the state of not being hidden, the state of being evident. Opposite of Lethe, meaning oblivion, forgetfulness, concealment.

Scott remembers Third Life, as much as he would rather not. He’s an Emperor, now, with an Emperor’s business to attend to, and that includes meeting with the ancient deer deity of his kingdom, who is far more perceptive than he would like.

Or, Scott does not want to talk about Jimmy, but that matters little when your new god can read your thoughts.

Excerpt:

He meets the Guardian of Rivendell in a small clearing of stone and spruce in a jagged crack in the mountainside only accessible by air and by magic.

It’s snow-frosted, like everything else in Rivendell, crystals hanging from pine needles and glittering in the afternoon sun, grass crunching beneath his footfalls. The trees are tall and dark and reaching for the sky in their cloaks of wintergreen, berry bushes and brambles a circlet upon the earth’s burdened brow. The berries are holly, yew, toxic-bright, like splashes of blood, like eyes. The thought startles Scott, heart throbbing in his throat, and he tears his own eyes- blue eyes- away.

He is alone and then he is not.

Why did you call me, Guardian?

You are troubled. Now, come and talk with me a while.

The sign of high quality is the fact the book was banned by the government. Trash literature NEVER EVER had any troubles with the law.

Happy Pride! Please enjoy some Pride Worms-on-strings!!

ALSO ON TOP OF THE POSTER

WE GOT THE NEW INTRO AND THE ANIMATION LOOKS SO GOOD OMGGGGG

I was looking back thru more recent art and I somehow never posted this here??? (or at least I cant find it) Anyways heres the bfs trio having a snowball fight from last November LOL

(aka top ten pics taken 0.5 seconds before Adora goes She-Ra and Wrecks It)

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

Trying to make a point to my father.

See you in 1977

Tis thicc grian tuesday, celebrate? 

No quote, only a compilation of grian's sprites

This is the new alighment chart. Reply in the notes your alighment, im top right