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mintbees · 15 days

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One thing that keeps confusing me is that they claim ghost files costs several hundreds of thousands of dollars per season. I’ve tried to wrap my head around this ever since the announcement because flying a crew of 6 or so people out for two days and renting out the location COULD NOT be costing that much unless they’re either lying or blowing money on first class flights and expensive food/accommodations and even THEN do I not see them breaking 100k on a single episode. Dear lord hire an accountant I’m half convinced someone’s laundering money

#EDIT i said per ep in the og post but it was actually per season #watcher #AND they hire additional local crew for???? reasons unknown to me #are they buying their whole recording setup again every time they fly??? do they each get seperate rooms???#are they eating fucking caviar every meal like girl WHAT is that money being spent on #hire an accountant please this money is not being managed

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kawaiibabeshop · 1 year

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🌸 Kawaii Shop 🌸

#sanrio #gaming #gamer girls #gamer #gaming set up #gaming setup #kawaii #kawaiicore #pastel blog #pastelcore #blue

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getbreaded · 2 years

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Another day, another korean study session 🌱

#studyblr #korean studyblr #deskinspiration #desk #desk setup #study #studyinspo #korean #lofi girl #I got my monitor yesterday and my desk looks so put together now!#this space is so soothing to me :)#and for lunch I'll make veggie burgers for me and my mom #here's to another chill day #academia #academia aesthetic #aesthetic

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nevarroes · 5 months

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very quick doodl before i pass out

#i havent touched csp properly in ages drawing feels like i got hit w a brick beforehand rn #ehquuquqwhq dont look closely okay girl i am STRUGGLING #my art setup literally on the fucking floor too im getting the full experience rn

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sweetbunnytears · 1 year

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#kawaii #pink #cute #aes #cutecore #aesthetic #pinkcore #girly #adorable #sanrio #hello kitty #girly girl #sanriocore #my melody #princess #interior design #desk setup #bedroom

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oflights · 28 days

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wip snip 5.1

i've been tagged a bunch of times over the past few weeks to post wip snips and only had the last few chapters of star splitter to post, so i bailed. i finally have something new to preview!! have a bit of the gilmore girls fic, still in progress. 🥰

Just about 8 years ago, the bell over the doorframe jingled violently as Draco Malfoy threw the door open and swept in, already talking. “Bloody hell, that snow is abominable,” he was saying. He hefted a bundled, starfish-shaped form that would turn out to be a toddler by his hip, a pram scooting behind them and leaving a wet trail on Harry’s floor. With a flick of his wrist, the pram had folded up and nestled in the corner of the dining area, dripping there ignored, as Draco descended upon the counter much the same as he did almost every day.

“You, there—please tell me this place has something warm to—” And then Draco froze, because back then he had not done this every day; this was the first time, and more specifically the first time he had seen Harry Potter in the flesh since their eighth year of Hogwarts.

“Malfoy,” Harry had said, eyeing the puffy bundle warily. He didn’t know it was a toddler then; every bit of Scorpius was covered up and radiating Warming Charms. In hindsight, he was probably sweating, but Harry was to later learn that Scorpius had been a quite agreeable child until he learned to read—an apparent mistake that Draco despairs of having made a few times a week—and he made no complaints even dropped onto a stool as he was, propped up against his father.

“What are you doing here?” Draco, then Malfoy, had demanded. He looked utterly thrown and somehow offended, as if Harry’s existence in his own place of business was a grave insult to him.

“This is my place,” Harry said, and then as an instinctive response to Draco’s disbelieving scoff, he added, “I own it.” He’d hoped Draco would pick up on the implied threat—don’t be an arse or I’ll kick you out.

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“This place is called Al’s,” Draco said accusingly. “You’re not Al.”

“Nope, I’m not. I’m Harry.” When Draco stared at him, Harry clarified, “Harry Potter.”

“I know you’re—who is Al, then?” Draco went pale beneath his winter flush. “Wait. Did you name this place after—Dumbledore?” He whispered the name as if ashamed, and Harry supposed that was about right, though it garnered him little sympathy.

Harry let that dread sit on Draco’s face for a few moments before he said, “No, it was already called Al’s when I bought it. Didn’t feel like changing the name.” He had changed everything else about it, though, spending one exhausting summer converting it from a pub no one really liked to go to anymore to a greasy spoon that people liked much more.

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Harry had not opened this place and kept it open so he could be insulted and bullied; he was long past the time in his life when he would accept that, especially from the likes of Draco Malfoy. And so he opened his mouth once again to tell Draco to get out—ignoring all the questions he had for him, like what he was doing in this town, out in the snowstorm, carrying some sort of doll, maybe?

Before he could say so, and even before Draco could interrupt, the doll made a noise that made Harry startle and drop the rag he’d been wiping down the counter with. The doll made another noise, reached out, and grabbed the rag.

“Mine!” the doll said, lifting its head until a nose poked out of its bundling. That was when Harry realized that what Draco had set down on the stool was a toddler.

“Not yours,” Draco said as Harry tried to process this. “Let it go, Scorpius, it’s disgusting!”

“Oh,” said Scorpius, in a very wobbly sort of voice. His head tipped up so much that Harry could now see wide eyes, which were a complex hazel shade that made him really start to wonder what Draco was doing with a toddler. Said eyes were glistening slightly, and to accompany the look, Scorpius said, “Okay,” in the saddest little voice Harry had ever heard. He dropped the rag back on the counter; he could barely move his arm in his heavy, puffy coat.

“He can have it,” Harry said quickly; he grabbed up the rag and tried to hand it back, unable to deal with that stricken face.

#drarry #drarry fic #drarry wip #wip snip #oflights #gilmore girls au #tbh it's not a proper AU it's just borrowing the gilmore girls setup #each chapter (there are four) will cover a season in a year + flashbacks to past seasons and i am done with winter 🎉

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lunnitae · 1 year

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philosophical · 5 months

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no one asked for this but here’s an updated video of my desk setup ✨

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thisischeri · 8 months

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ahsgirlblogger · 3 months

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mikoran · 1 year

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if mike and eleven were really fine after the monologue, and their relationship was all great and fixed, why didnt mike walk up to her in the ending scene? why didnt he look her in the eyes, put his hand on her shoulder, and reassure her that theyll win? why didnt they show us that, despite everything that happened that season, they were able to make it through, and their relationship was able to survive after all that conflict? that their relationship was strong enough for that?

oh, wait...