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thicksexyasswomen44 · 19 hours
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XOXO
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@thicksexyasswomen44💋💋
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lyris-sketches · 7 days
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A well-deserved rest of Drift and Ratchet
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amberwilso · 20 days
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Are you down for naughty chat? 🌈🏳️‍⚧️💯
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wad-polaroids · 30 days
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From dri @villianizuku on Twitter
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vonxodd · 5 months
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MELISSA BIANCHINI // 'death becomes her' runway ❥ drag race italia 03X08
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thatcerealkiller · 5 months
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Hard Work
You can’t always bring everyone with you.
When you return he immediately puts his hands on you, to inspect every inch of skin broken and unbroken alike. He knows the scent of blood which is yours, which is not your own. You are covered in both, but bloodletting is little concern to you.
You take him in your arms yet can’t help averting your gaze under his scrutiny.
Red eyes trace the shape of you haloed by fire. Fingertips press against the rigid foundations of your jaw, your cheeks. His lips purse.
“I did miss that face, you know.”
Of course he did. He always does. You lift your gaze to meet his and see the resolve of a man who’s holding on to something real. Yes. This is real. And you would not have it any other way.
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thrashunderpressure · 9 months
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Bootleg thrash metal cassettes
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garyholt · 4 months
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Metal show flyers. Originally uploaded to Flickr by acrofish
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spilladabalia · 3 months
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DRI - Birth of the Imbeciles, 1982
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thicksexyasswomen44 · 27 days
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SCORE!
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@thicksexyasswomen44⚽️⚽️
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metalcultbrigade · 2 months
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D.R.I. - Dealing With It. 10/03/1985.
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williammarksommer · 1 year
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Chinatown SF
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All The Time In The World
Hasselblad 500c/m
Kodak Ektar 100iso
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dreamspy · 2 years
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Poolroom in the Dream Research Institute #DRI
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vonxodd · 2 years
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PANTHERA VIRUS // 'flowerly meadow' runway drag race italia 02X02
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gayfrenchtoast · 2 years
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Rumours
Varric is the first to broach the subject.
"So, riding the Bull hu?"
The Inquisitor almost choked on his drink. Sera is in cackles immediately and Blackwall stared blankly in confusion. Thank the maker this conversation was happening at dinner in the tavern with just them four and not in the main hall with all the dignitaries.
Varric looks at him expectantly for an answer with an absolutely shit-eating grin. The Herald sighs and puts down his tankard.
"I assume there have been rumours"
"Rumours? that doesn't even begin to cover it!" Sera exclaimed in glee "You know there's only one door in and out of hour chambers right? People notice when a big Bull man comes out of the Inquisitor's chambers looking pleased as anything!"
"Especially when the inquisitor follows a few hours later badly hiding a limp." Varric added, clearly from his own experience since he was a frequent attendant of the main hall. "Hey, not shaming you, I'm pleased you're getting some action! I'm even more pleased I don't have to watch you two stare at each other when you think the other isn't looking"
The inquisitor rolled his eyes
"Yes, I'm sure you're going to enjoy us not being subtle about oggleing anymore. I promise from now on it will be open oggleing."
Varric laughed while Sera cringed and stuck out her tongue
"Ewww! Can I opt-out of missions with you both? Actually no If I see or hear you two being gross I'm going to complain to Josie until she makes it your problem!" She warned before quickly moving to direct threats as she pointed her dinner knife at the bemused man. "If I ever have to be subjected to your degeneracy I will cut out both your tounges, you hear?"
"Well you haven't cut off any of my senses off yet so yes." he chuckled and lowered Sera'sknife so the guards watching them closely would calm down. "I promise, you won't hear anything."
"Good."
"We will be very quiet."
"Right-!"
It was Varric's turn to laugh now as the elf tried to wrestle the Inquisitor over the table while yelling at him how she had seen enough horrors in the fade.
Next to Sera a light finally went off in Blackwall's head and he stood abruptly in his own surprise, catching the attention of the table and a few surrounding patrons
"Makers breath!! You're sleeping with Iron Bull!!"
The Tavern fell silent for a moment.
Blackwall realised his mistake.
The Rouges both fell into heaving laughter.
The inquisitor put his head in his hands to hide both embarrassment and that the shake of his shoulders was from him trying not to laugh at the whole thing too.
"oooh...so much for rumours."
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thrashunderpressure · 30 days
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D.R.I. - Thrashard
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