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mood: when sebastian stan’s face does the Thing™
Everyone have an requested drawing of Nemesis-sempai wearing a Virgin Killer Sweater enjoy ;3 +Alt nipples
so pretty!!!
drew this for another project but I’m working on a better sketch so I’m gonna scrap this guy! but y’all can have him
Here is a little art summary of 2023 (=｀ω´=)✨Thank you so much for all the support this year also here on Tumblr! ◉o◉' I hope you have a nice Holidays guys! <3
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬ł𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥-𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥ó𝐰𝐧𝐚 (April 23, 1908 - August 7, 1958) was born in Warsaw as the daughter of a railroad worker. Since childhood, she wanted to become an actress, although in her youth she ran a small kindergarten. She later became a teacher, but this did not satisfy her ambitions. She enrolled in drama courses in 1932, and later became a cast member at the National Theater in Warsaw. She was not received kindly, but one of the prominent actors Ludwik Solski offered her a role in the play , "Dożywocie" ("The Annuity") for an ill actress on the day of the premiere. Her success contributed to her participation in films such as , "Florian" (1938), , "Rena" (1938), "Serce matki" ("Mother's Heart") (1938), "Wrzos" ("Heather") (1938), "O czym się nie mówi" ("What is Not Said About") (1939). In 1939 she married actor Eustachy Kojałłowicz, who supported her career. Theater was her greatest love. During World War II, she refused to play theater for the Germans. After the Warsaw Uprising, she found herself in a camp in Pruszkow. French soldiers pinned her photograph from the film, "Rena" above their bed. Later she acted in the Theater in Szczecin. During a dress rehearsal of ,"Genius and Madness," she collapsed on stage. She died at the age of fifty. She is still revered today for her great sense of humor, majestic beauty and great talent.
thoughts on grinch x patri?
why? why must you do this? you hurt the koda. you slap the koda. you rock my ass to mars and shake it to planet earth. my soul, it shall never forgive you for this mistreatment. it will never recover from such tragedy. woe... woe is i!!! my heart.... it hurts. the pain. oh the pain you put me through for your escapades, you devilish stinky poo. broken, damaged, hurt. the planets are colliding and the stars are losing their brightness because of this. the day has come where i lay down my phone and pray to the god and whatever that other silly little mans name is. i cur! i cur at thee!!! you... you mongrel!!!! darkness evades my chest like the abyss on drugs and chimpanzees climbing up my throat, making it clamp shut to hold back the roars, the screams for just a little longer. perhaps i will never understand your words, your deep and inviting ask. like climbing through a tunnel you find at the mcdonalds playground after eating a mcburger and 2 loads of fries and realizing 5 of the kids in there slobbered like a dog all over and you need to go to the hospital or else it will get you.... what... what will get you...? grinch.. ah, the grinch? a... a ray of hope!! the lord and savior himself. oh lord, oh the heavens thank you for this green bastard. for he will bless whatever i put in your inbox anon as revenge
