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#Lights off
lazydreamartryn · 1 year
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Did that in october because why not. Also did an alternate version just under it.
Its simply based on the following concept: Lights Off
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I couldnt tell which one was better. This was a lot of fun to draw.
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anastasiamaru · 1 year
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Kyiv without electricity
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When someone switches the lights off and you just have to go shirtless 💡💡💡
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aspvera · 11 months
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bLACkmAILll
„…Dont.
I wanna live too”
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streamgrandson · 5 months
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"Lights Off." by crushedstaars themed stimboard for @crushedstaars !
requests r open !! [ each gif represents a chapter ;) ]
🩸/🩸/🩸 🩸/🔪/🩸 🩸/🩸/🩸
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So Domi still can't hit the high note huh
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tenth-sentence · 11 months
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Thus a line of lamp-posts, their fluorescence extinguished, had been decorated with blossoming vines like antique columns; a car had been almost buried in the side of a hill, another two had been tipped on their tails and leaned nose to nose.
"Weaveworld" - Clive Barker
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creativecuquilu · 2 years
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fluffytimearts · 2 years
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Lights Off
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troyllf · 1 year
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infinitedungas · 2 years
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this just in: local queer extremely gay for czech republic's lead singer
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belovedrival · 2 years
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Jonas loves pulling things out of the drawers, so this morning I put him in the laundry basket to keep him occupied. Playing with my dirty socks is one of his favorite things to do. 😂🥰
While I was taking the trash out this morning, a man doing some digging in the pastor’s yard (next door to us), yelled at me, “Do you all like asparagus?”
“Asparagus? Yes.”
He stopped digging and walked towards his truck. “My wife and I have a bunch. I gave a bag to Mrs. W (Pastor’s mother).”
He gave me a small bag. “We picked it this morning.”
And that’s why we had asparagus with dinner. 😊
Everton, being Everton, couldn’t pull out a win against an already relegated side. At least they didn’t lose; it’s good they drew with Watford and got a point. But this means there’s more pressure on Sunday. Good thing we’ll be at my parents’ house!
My in-laws are coming the last week in May. They want to give us a date night. It would be a great opportunity to see Downton Abbey: A New Era except 1) it’s Mister’s birthday and I’d rather let him do something he likes (for once 😄) and 2) there seriously aren’t that many movie theaters around here, and I’m not sure the closest ones will be showing it. I’ll see it somehow!!
Little Dude (Mister’s name for Jonas) is getting more independent. He loves flipping the light switches on and off whenever he can reach them. I was getting a strobe light effect while cleaning up after dinner, since he’d climbed onto a package of paper towels in the kitchen. 😳 The toddler years are going to be fun…
Have a good night, friends.
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anotherescsite · 2 years
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We are Domi - Czech Republic First Rehearsal 2022
EBU- Nathan Reinds
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backroomsjournal · 2 years
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Currently on: level 37 “Sublimity”
When I came here after days of struggling with level 7 and earlier level 6, I felt really safe. Too safe.
I was scared that something will jump out from somewhere. But nothing like that happened. So I’m just sitting here wth Fluffy, on platform, observing the water and writing this. It’s seriously really nice and calm here.
Only disturbing thing is fact that I feel completely alone. There is literally no one here. No entities. No colonies. No travelers (or maybe they’re are here, but I haven’t meet them anywhere). Just me. And water.
Completely different from the past two levels. 
Level 6 was horrifying. Survival difficulty 4 isn’t nothing.
But even if level 7 was supposed to be easier, I hated it even more. I can swim, but after level 7, I won’t do it for next year. It isn’t called “Thalassophobia” for nothing.
I’m thinking about it again. I’ll end for now. 
Maybe someday, I’ll write what happened on level 7. But not now. Now, the memory is too fresh and traumatic.
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aestheticjunkyard · 2 years
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giffypudding · 2 years
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Just one more quarter
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