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plushievakia

@therearelightningonthetatra

Writer, artist and autistic

Uno de los hechos históricos que más gracia me hacen de Felipe IV es que llegó a prohibir por mandato real que los hombres llevasen la lechuguilla al cuello el 11 de febrero de 1623.

Y me resulta aún más gracioso el pensar que probablemente España se sintiese aliviado con tal medida. No es para menos; imaginaos pasar de un simple cuello a una gorguera con lechuguilla moderada (Carlos I) —que al principio era reconfortante—, y de ahí a una gorguera con cuello alto con una pequeña lechuguilla (Felipe II) hasta la locura de lechuguilla (Felipe III) en la que, si se distraía, le comía la barbilla.

Creo que el impacto es mayor con imágenes.

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Hola, preciosos. ❤️❤️❤️ Estoy un poco mucho desaparecida, y es porque estoy en una mala racha dibujil. Todo lo que dibujo me queda raro y siempre estoy a otra bola. (?) Pero he hecho este dibujito que me ha gustado más. 😌 Por si no vuelvo antes, espero paséis buen verano. ❤️

Lighthouse au

A rough draft of the beginning of the au, though I'm still adding onto it!!
The rough idea is: Arthur is a lighthouse keeper, appointed to the job as a political favor to him in 1880, to thank him for his service in the Royal Navy. As he enlisted very young with the Marines, he doesn't have family to bring with him besides his brothers, who are largely uninterested and leaves him as the sole lightkeeper of an island (That I made up, but it's supposed to be off the coast of Dartmouth, Southern Britain) named Isle of St. peter.
Francis, a French Marine Captain, washes ashore in the bay, just beyond Arthur's house. Arthur discovers him on his way to the lighthouse early in the morning and brings him home for lack of anything else to do. Francis remembers little to nothing about before he woke up on St. peter's, he's wearing a marine uniform that is 30 years outdated and he's drawn out to the sea, wading out waist-deep sporadically, without cause. And when asked, he can't conjure up any explanation, other than he feels like he's forgotten something that he needs to find. The two of them grow close, becoming each other's confidants and warming up to each other over time.
But as time goes on, Francis begins to act strangely and Arthur begins to notice him zoning out whenever he sees the sea. Arthur begins to have dreams that he cannot remember in the morning, he begins to hear whispers whenever he's too close to the coast. The only place on the entire island that feels safe becomes the lighthouse, and as things escalate, he holes himself up in it more and more. Francis keeps wading out into the sea and Arthur needs to come drag him out more and more, until he eventually decides not to. In a morbid, insane curiosity to see what will happen when Francis inevitably cannot touch the bottom anymore.
He sees him drown. Then sees him back on the shore the next morning, alive and breathing. Arthur begins to try following him after that and it's a slippery slope, to follow the only person you've ever loved into the pitch black, icy cold waters of the sea, when you can't swim.
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balkantalia as the things my classmates said in first period because what the fuck

Bosnia : the lamb shit in the cheesecake !

R. Srpska : isn't Bill Nye dead ?

Slovenia : she's getting the murder weapon !

Croatia : oh my god she's cooking [Kosovo]

Albania : that's not Bill Nye that's fucking deep-fried ? !

Serbia : She's eating the murder weapon.

July 1 is the day Canada became a country July 1 is the day Hong Kong returned to China July 4 is when America declared independence July 14 is when France celebrates his revolution

July is a barrage of shit-storms for England. 

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