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myststone · 1 year
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YES RIJU YES
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the Eighth Heroine
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wombrion · 2 years
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lorenzonuti · 3 months
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Copy-Select.
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dumblr · 3 months
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I'm a mess of unfinished thoughts.
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colinarmistead · 7 months
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piles of doodles since i dont have much to post since im in the thick of animation
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felsicveins · 5 months
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Surrogate sister Clay
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lenbryant · 3 months
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Dump this cult and get serious people for a change.
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reigningmax · 6 months
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Max and Daniel like you've never seen them before ❤️
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jgthirlwell · 7 months
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I have been most fortunate to be able to use some of the incredible synth collection at MESS (Melbourne Electronic Sound Studio). Look for some of the sounds on the next Xordox album.
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snzcold · 3 days
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Going insane over a sickie with a cold (or maybe the flu) so bad they had to sleep with a congested nose. They let out a soft snore and even some coughs from how stuffed up they were. As the night passed on, the character's cold only gets worse and they went from occasionally sneezing in their sleep, to having constant ones. They keep sniffling and hitching, though they cant keep their eyes open due to the paracetamol they consumed.
"Hhh- sndff HH-Heh'KSHEW!" The sickie groaned after the sudden explosion, this was the loudest and the most painful sneeze that night. Their partner woke up to their lover struggling and quickly pulled them into their chest, letting them sneeze into it. The sickie sneezes relentlessly they felt like they couldn't breathe.
"Ihk'SHEW! Ts'chu! Ihk'stch-T'chew- Hehh-" It just kept going on and on. There was now snot dripping from the nose down to their chin but they couldn't even have the time to care. Their partner can only coo the sickie and wiped their face gently with a handkerchief.
"I juhh- Hih'KSCH! Heh'KSHEW! sdrf ughh I jusd wandt it to stob.." They whined with a croaky voice, eyes watery and just so full of cold. Their lover just gently wiped their tears and kissed their cheek lovingly. "Shhh, lets save your voice for later." They say softly rubbing the sickie's back to calm them down.
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webdiggerxxx · 1 month
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꧁★꧂
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jochoi · 1 month
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ㅤ ⠀ㅤ ⠀ㅤ ⠀╰┈➤ㅤ ⠀𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ͏͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏𝓕𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷   .ೃ࿐
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hannahgoodall · 2 years
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Francis Bacon’s Art studio at 7 Reece Mews
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lorenzonuti · 2 months
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Short break.
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sweetlysniffly · 1 month
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i just want you to imagine being in a movie theatre, watching a film. there aren't a ton of people in the theatre, but there is someone about a seat or two away from you. you came alone, and so did they. they sat down a bit after you did, and you can't exactly blame them as you did pick the row with the best view.
the film is starting, and it seems like you won't be entirely focused on the story. They're wearing a hoodie, and they keep reaching into their hoodie pocket for a tissue. At first it was just a couple sniffles, but as the movies goes on, it slowly devlops into quiet, breathy hitches that give away how much work they are putting in to holding in their sneeze.
their eyes are slightly watering and their nose is red, which you can clearly see depsite the darkness of the theatre.
they manage to keep their sneezes quiet, but they begin to get...messy. so messy, in fact, that they're about to run out of tissues. the cold air blasting in isn't exactly helping either. they're furiously rubbing their nose, trying to be quiet, but snuffles are carried very clearly to your flushing ears. your heart is beating so quickly you feel your own face heating up.
eventually, it all comes to a head. they hitch, and hitch, and hitch until one loud sneeze rings out. its almost stilfed, but not quiet, you can hear the itch releif in the exhale that comes out afterward. it seems they've run out of tissues, but a steady trail of snot has shot out of their right nostril. sympathetically, you tap their shoulder and hand then a napkin to clean up their face. they thank you quietly, cleaning their upper lip and huddling closer into themselves and their hoodie.
they sniffle, wiping their nose on their sleeve. you might need to do a bit of cleaning yourself up by the end of the movie.
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