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tripticharan · 1 year
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Eat Street Northshore, Brisbane
Eat Street Northshore is a feast in every sense-the sights, smells, tastes and sounds come to life in this container food village which happens every Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. Must Visit! @EatStreet #Brisbane #EatStreetNorthshore #ExploreWithTripti 🇦🇺
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loptrlab · 9 days
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What Are You Doing For Tha Summer?
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Looking down Nicollet Avenue in South Minneapolis.
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asteroidtroglodyte · 8 months
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You know, this reminds me of something
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Ah, yes.
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evilkaeya · 9 months
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pm and ada on truce missions in different cities and they keep coming across restaurants that have signs hanged outside saying "banned for life" with teen skk's faces on them
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gifs-of-puppets · 18 days
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Sesame Street (1969-Present)
Source: Sésamo on GIPHY
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howloopyisthat · 10 months
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patchoulol · 2 years
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mazojo · 11 months
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Gotta be my favorite dynamic
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zeroaddzero · 10 months
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Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - The Legendary 1979 No Nukes Concerts
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crybaby-bkg · 8 months
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Gojo gets so drunk off of you whenever you ride him. You think it’s because he’s spoiled, he says he just loves you a lot.
It’s something about being able to lay back, watch how your hips roll against his, how your clit rubs against the white pubes at his base, how your chest heaves with every moan. The way your hands never know what to do with themselves, gripping his shoulders and chest before gripping your own, touching yourself between your legs, holding his cock at the base whenever it slips out.
He feels intoxicated every time you get on top. The only downside about it is—is he can’t really control himself, either. If he doesn’t hold your hips down and take over, then he’s trying to ward off a too early orgasm. Gojo can’t help it, really, everything about you is just so addicting.
Like now—your mouth is pressed against his, your hands are tangled in his hair, your hips slowly grind against his own. It hasn’t even been long enough for that familiar feeling to twist in his lower stomach, for his balls to twitch so soon. His warm hands try to pull you off of him, but you pull them away from your skin, instead pinning them on the headboard beside his head.
“Oh, cmon,” Gojo whines, albeit playfully despite the concerning way his cock begins to throb inside of you. You shake your head at him, lids lowering as you focus on grinding against him, his cock nudging something soft inside of you to make you moan.
“Lemme take over, so you don’t have to do all the hard work.” Gojo pleads, bottom lip pouting at you. But you ignore it, leaning forward to instead nip at his lip, squeezing his wrists in your hands. He could break away from you easily, but it’s something about the control you’re exerting over him that makes his tip leaky.
“Shut up,” you huff softly, hips starting to pick up pace. Gojo twists a little underneath you, biting at his bottom lip as he tries to stave off his oncoming orgasm.
“Baby—“
“I’m not fucking finished with you, so just sit back and take it.” You bite at him, eyebrow screwing up as you try to angle your hips to get some friction against your clit, hands squeezing his wrists tightly. You glare up at him from under your lashes, and Gojo, the slut, has a moment of awakening when you lock eyes.
He cums almost instantly, with a punched out sound emitting from his throat, head thrown back as he gasps out your name. His cock kicks and spurts inside of you, filling you up to the brim and you can only moan at the warming feeling of it. Gojo is loud with every rope inside of you, bright eyes falling closed behind his lids as he leans forward to rest his head on your shoulder.
He catches his breath after a few seconds, and speaks against your sweaty skin.
“Think I might’ve discovered something about myself.” He whispers, circling your waist when you release him to pull you in closer to him, making you both hiss.
“That was nothing new for you, Satoru.” You sigh softly into his hair. He laughs at that, and doesn’t deny it. He thinks he might be more transparent than he realized.
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unlawfulgames · 4 months
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Gourmet Street: Dungeon Meshi meets God of Cookery
With Dungeon Meshi being in public eye again with the Netflix series, I thought it would be a good time to shoutout again about Gourmet Street, my free (tips appreciated) Street Food Fantasy zine! Big thanks to our wonderful artist and layout man @feralindiecharlie
 A New Setting! - Gourmet Street, a collection of scattered and bizarrely connected alleyways, it seems to pop up in any settlement large enough to begin thinking of itself as a city. Stacked high in wood carts, laid out on intricate rugs, swimming in a myriad of sauces, food is the name of the game on Gourmet Street.
 ONE MILLION Food Vendors and Menus! - Never eat the same thing twice! Generate from 8,000 possible unique food vendors and LITERALLY ONE MILLION possible dishes; ranging from Soft-shelled Crabman Sandwiches with Tzatziki sauce and Egg Coffee, to Myconid Zapiekanka in Pesto with a shot of Absinthe! 
 Food Factions! - From the hyper-radical (and slightly deranged) Neuvo Gastro-Alchemists, to the fanatical and militant Vinegar Knights, the food factions each come with their own wants, goals, and boons, IF you choose to serve them...
 A One-Page Adventure: ESCAPE FROM GOURMET STREET! Help a pair (or trio) of star-crossed lovers escape from Gourmet Street in a Snake-and-Ladders inspired chase! Fend off rival lovers, food cart brawls and escaped dishes as you dash through the alleys of Gourmet Street!
 And More! Monsters, magic items, and cookbooks for both Players and GMs to use and abuse!
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koshercosplay · 2 years
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I don't trust that the people who advocate for direct resistance against the super-rich are actually capable of recognizing their targets
I see so many posts that joke about "going back to the old days when people just burned down the rich people's houses and killed the wealthy and redistributed their riches" oh you mean like Literal Pogroms?
like there's been a very clear pattern throughout history of the working people seeking retribution getting quickly redirected by the rich into targeting Jews as the real root cause of society's problems and hoarding wealth that rightfully belongs to the people
idk maybe this is just my anxious fear-mongering brain but like so much of this rhetoric around trying to "take back our rightful wealth" or whatever feels so close to what would be said to whip up a mob and justify a pogrom
and considering how much antisemitism there is on the left (and the right, but that's a different post), I can't help but wonder how long it would take for people to get swept up by the same exact antisemitism and start targeting jews, not even realizing they've fallen into the same trap that has been set for centuries by the same class of rich people trying to save their own asses
and people are just so ready and eager to target jews that it works
so remember folks. if someone starts to claim that the real source of everyone's problems is the historically persecuted minority, maybe give yourself a second to think: who does this redirection benefit?
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lloydfrontera · 2 months
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lloyd 'survived on one meal per day for years' frontera would absolutely see sharing food as a love language and javier 'lived in the streets for months as a child' asrahan would be fluent in it
i do believe there is a point in their lives where they both heal from the trauma of going through severe food insecurity but neither of them ever quite really forget just how important food can be. and when the other shares their food with them, they appreciate it as the show of affection it was meant to be
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skitskatstudios · 9 months
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In my language, “PK” is a curse word. So to me, Saiki and his friends all go to ‘Fuck You Academy’.
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gifs-of-puppets · 1 month
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Sesame Street (1969-Present)
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