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issylra · 11 months
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FERDINAND KINGSLEY in SILO 1.06 “The Relic”
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roboticchibitan · 5 months
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Tell me about the last time someone was kind to you. Or, tell me about the last time you were kind to someone else. If you can't think of either of those things, share a joy from your week with me.
I'll go first! Kindness: My girlfriend bought me a hello kitty mushroom themed sweater that I really wanted but couldn't afford. Joy: I got bag balm because my hands kept getting chapped and they are soooo soft now.
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TPLP - Rattan Wardrobe
✿  Feel free to tag me if you use.
✿ Do not claim as your own/reupload.
✿ Please do not convert to other games
✿ Fully functional.
✿ Buy me a coffee?
✿ Download
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jaycewrites-192000 · 1 year
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Luffy: “Awww babe you had a crush on me~”
Y/n: “…We’re married.”
Luffy: “Still!”
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allforbelly · 1 year
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My body is aching for some rapid pregnancy. The idea of going from my normal state to painfully stretched looking 6 weeks overdue in a matter of hours is so unbelievably hot. I want to grow and give birth several times a month until I’m just a numb shell of who I used to be.
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vintgedoll · 11 months
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on the nights he fell asleep before you, you would trace every detail of kyle's face in the dim lighting.
you liked his lips the most; they were always so soft and his smile never failed to brighten up the mood. running your thumb over his bottom lip before faint, quick kisses were passed between the two of you, smiling after. you also appreciated the mornings when you woke up before him.
he would open his eyes, blinking a few times as he rubbed his face with his hands - it would all go differently depending on which of you the sun hit that morning. he would always groan and turn his head if the light managed to peek past your curtains and flash him in the face. you would chuckle at him, placing a loving hand on his cheek. he would always add some sort of nickname to his greeting if the sun decided to give you the limelight, managing a soothing little "good morning, lovie.." some days, pulling out a "how did you sleep, sweetheart?" the other days.
you liked the lazy days you spent in bed with each other, but you liked the small moments when kyle would come into the kitchen after a nap, tiredly resting his chin or forehead on your shoulder, asking what you were making in that groggy voice of his. your answer consistently varied but wrapping his arms around you never did. he would always give you a gentle squeeze and gently sway the both of you from side to side.
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footballffbarbiex · 7 months
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He’s here and he’s perfect
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"Without the wind, how can you fly?"
Princess Elise Sketch
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skullsandsteel · 6 months
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Are there any lines you wouldn't cross in your pursuit of power?
“I'd stomp over every damn line in my way to get what I want.
You think I give a shit about boundaries?"
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sweetberrylover · 9 months
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🌹🌷Noelle with flowers 🌹🌷
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thot-of-khonshu · 1 year
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Imagine how flustered Steven Grant would be if you ate a candy cane in front of him.
18+
At first it would be innocent enough, it’s Christmas time so they’re available on every corner now. You enjoy giving them along with gifts, stirring them into your hot chocolate and tasting the refreshing peppermint smell.
You didn’t realize just how enjoyable it was until you had your first one with Steven, sucking into the stick and giving a small sigh in pleasure.
Steven froze in his place, his eyes suddenly glued on you. You’re confused at first, but when he says “you’re really enjoying that aren’t you, love?” as if it’s coming from the pits of his want, you have to keep going.
You smirk at him, brushing the cane between your lips, teasing him. You bite your lip in anticipation before you slide it in.
“Fuck, love, just put it in already.” Steven groans.
You enjoy the strong flavor but also the strong reaction it’s getting out of Steven. He moves over to you to kiss at your neck, insisting you keep sucking.
You ham it up a bit, your moans becoming pornographic as you feel Steven hardening on you. He moves down towards the peaks of your hard nipples and you decide you can save your candy cane for later.
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orcinus-veterinarius · 7 months
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Wondering if you have any thoughts about the transfer of the Marineland Antibes orcas to Japan? There's been a huge outcry in France with petitions going around to stop it and relocate them to a seaside sanctuary.
It’s a terrible situation, but one that France brought on themselves by moving to ban cetacean captivity. There is no “seaside sanctuary” in existence, and these animals are young and would need financial support for decades to come. Good luck with that if you’re not open to the public— the beluga whale sanctuary struggles enough to care for only two whales. Not to mention all the MLA orcas were born in that habitat. They’ve never known the ocean and have no longing for it.
I hope things go well with the move, and that the whales adjust to their new home(s). If Chimelong is any indication, moving to an Asian facility doesn’t necessarily mean a downgrade in their quality of life. But it shouldn’t have to be this way. Antibes is their home, and they’re very well cared for there.
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fangbangerghoul · 1 month
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I got a little something for today. Just a tiny bit. A little sneak peek if you will. A treat for everyone. Well not everyone....
TW: cannibalism? yummy stuff really
            It was the smell. That’s what lingered the most and traveled with her into her dreams. Several years of luring and cooking, if that is what you would call it, for the witch that took her in. It wasn’t the herbs. Or the mixed potions that could look black as tar or run as thick as sanguine blood. It was the flesh. That is what never left the walls, the floors, nor the fabric of her clothes. Flesh of all kinds; the rotten, the cooked, the baked, the soup of all those staring eyes that floated carelessly in the cauldron. All whom she had met by ‘fate’ and dragged into the façade of a perfect little cottage with the answer to their dreams behind its perfect wooden doors.
            She still couldn’t describe it, not entirely. She could try to tell someone of the sweet ammonia that she assumed devils who lived constantly ablaze enjoyed. The smell of despair and betrayal, of squashed hope as the light in their gazes left to another realm with their screams. Myrrh would talk to them as they floated in the boiling pot. Hoping their souls would forgive her for her misgivings. She was only alive because of Her. Not stranded, like her parents had intended. She was being taught ancient forest magic and promised safety if she just listened, heeded, followed every command. The cost was just them. The strangers that wandered too far into the bog. Further than any sane being would roam.
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miwachan2 · 1 year
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Still on Hiatus but here's a little vent animation
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chaikachi · 2 years
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face your art but it's just ruby
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Wifey Trio Blog ?!
You read that right! For those 18+ people who enjoy 18+ unhinged content follow @mxnsxngie, @maeleelee, and I at @wifeytrio. We'll be posting our unhinged (smut, blood, gore, etc) content there.
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