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nocternalrandomness · 3 months
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Brand new G650 arriving at KHIO for delivery
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raphoupix · 7 months
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Gavi - FC Barcelona v. Sevilla FC - La Liga
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intramir · 1 year
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King's Medal for Service in the Cause of Freedom
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parkcityharvest · 2 years
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#Repost @greenvillageinitiative Weekend plans? Spend your Saturday with a FREE Urban Farming Training Course with Connecticut Urban Farmers! Join us Saturday, August 20th and August 27th from 8:30am to 4:30pm for a two-part urban Farming Training Course with IGotNext Farmers Coalition, Lauren little, Samad Garden Initiative, Micro2Life, and Derrick Beward for this Free Course, lunch will be provided! Click the link in our bio to sign up! . . . ¿Planes para el fin de semana? ¡Pase su sábado con un curso de capacitación en agricultura urbana GRATUITO con múltiples agricultores urbanos de Connecticut! Únase a nosotros el sábado 20 y 27 de agosto de 8:30 am a 4:30 pm para un curso de capacitación en agricultura urbana de dos partes con IGotNextFarmers Coalition, #community #203local #bridgeportct #food #gvi #bridgeport #urbanfarming Lauren little, Samad Garden Initiative, Micro2Life y Derrick Beward para este curso gratuito, ¡se proporcionará almuerzo! ¡Haz clic en el enlace de nuestra biografía para registrarte! https://www.instagram.com/p/ChU_Z6trQdK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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praltuniv · 2 years
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Personality for @aizhana_mussina_ Name: "Iskereme Shuma Isperatollos Gritaryna Size: 20,8x20,8 cm #cvo #iskere #shuma #inspiration #gvi #laptop #sebas #zhunusbek #art (at Milano italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf4ExqYtsDp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tanzdoesthings · 9 months
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“Visit your nearest hiring office today!”
posters like this existed after pebbles’ design was finalized, but before he was, well. a person. moon outwardly supported the effort to get construction done, but privately, she hated the personification of a person who isn’t yet. putting words in the mouth of someone who can’t say no.
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firstspawn-moved · 3 months
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the dead three, the absolute and cazador: the british are coming..... astarion, pulling up with his musket: hello, darling............
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neekosarchive · 3 days
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poltergeist-coffee · 10 months
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bonus points if it's the same mermaid hunters that captured forever the first time 🤭
forever swimming up to phil expecting him to be dead but then he notices the fins and the scales, his newly sharpened nails and all he can think is 'what happened',
phil slowly waking up in forevers arms and when forever asks him why he did it, he doesn't expect Phil's only response to be a quiet whisper of "love" and an iridescent black scale being pushed into his chest right above his heart
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FEATHER ANON?!!!!!!!
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brevium234m · 1 year
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Beautiful note. They didn't mess around when they designed them back then. This would have been in print between 1937 and 1953, representing a somewhat similar value over the whole period it was produced.
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sanfielle · 1 year
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why are you playing splatoon if youre at work right now :/
i have the mobile app because im really demented. sorry for this
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hodpod · 1 year
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Quay, as a character, is someone whose origins I find trying to justify a lot, but, the more I think about it, the more important it is to me that he is just unexplained
A bizarre miracle, a random, chance occurrence.
An orca whale that did not understand the surface beached itself, and became a person. No reason in particular, no goal.
I need more mysteries in my headworlds, and stories. Justifying everything to a scientific T isn’t the best habit outside of projects made for that purpose
so Quay will remain “just some guy who used to be a sea creature”, cause thats fun, and weird.
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iamfruitie · 2 years
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Slowly making mad mare canon in some form
I didn't mean to! 😆
I just had Mad fresh on the brain since I was working on the next chapter before the session start and went "oh they'll get a giggle" since only of them knows of the character and here we are
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thevivification · 2 years
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hmmmm tpinapoh might be the fic where I actually execute the idea of adding illustrations
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sky-kiss · 4 months
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I came across the Warped Headband of Intellect which gvies the wearer 17 int and cannot stop thinking about 8 int Tav putting it on and shocking poor Raphael out of his socks with their sudden smarts. 😅 And maybe their sudden lack of them once he removes the headband. 😂
A/N: I run screaming into the night because of how schmoopy this is.
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Raphael x 8 INT Tav: Don't Go Changin'
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He pauses to regard the Little Mouse with curiosity and caution. 
She's looking at him. Not in the vacant, slightly dreamy-eyed way he's grown to expect, but with genuine understanding. Tav cocks her head to the side, eyes narrowing, lips pressing to a thin line. An uncustomarily severe look, and not one Raphael can say he likes. 
"You keep coming back," she says, unprompted, and the tone is different too. Raphael searches her face and aura for anything unusual, but there's nothing. Only a new tiara, one dull stone set in its center; it's a tacky piece, certainly not one he'd have gifted. Tav steps towards him, hesitating, before reaching out to touch his wrist. "Tell me why?" 
"You're asking questions? Are you well, my dear?" 
Her lips quirk up; the softness, at least, is correct. Tav chuckles, shrugging. "I've been running our encounters over and over in my head, trying to come up with a reason. Protecting your assets, maybe," and some alarm trills in his head because the turn of phrase is wrong. "Curiosity, perhaps. But I've signed your contract. I've made good on my word at every step. Do you distrust me?"
"Fae," the word still chokes him. "Do not trust easily. And I have lived a long and twisted life. You have the right of it. I am nothing if not protective of my interests." 
"But that isn't right." Her brow furrows, features twisting prettily. The infernal blood in his veins delights in her frustration; the mortal is…compelled to touch her. Raphael's fingers curl around her forearm. "You only rarely visited before. This," Tav gestures to him, "is a recent development. Since our…" she clears her throat, "Liaison in the Devil's Den. I have a theory, of course, but I prefer to hear your take." 
Raphael frowns, "What's happened? Where is this cunning stemming from? You've theories? You're studying me? Has the worm finally squirmed too deeply into your skull?"
"We both know the tadpole has nothing to do with this, Raphael. Now, I'm asking you for honesty. After everything, you cannot claim that is too much." 
He can and will! The devil crosses his arms over his chest, searching her face again. His gaze keeps straying to that damnable headpiece, horrific and garishly out of place on her lovely face. "I am magnanimous, but even my graces have their limits. I do not indulge my clientele's idle accusations." 
"If we examine your behavior…" 
"Hang my behavior! What has come over you?" 
One of her companions, the tiresome little spawn, sidles up to her. Astarion taps the garish piece. "Do excuse the interruption. And far be it from me to stick my nose in a devil's dispute, but…" He hooks his finger under the headband, lifting it free from her hair. 
And his Mouse's demeanor shifts all at once: all notes of pretension and accusation falling away in the face of better instincts. 
"The headband, you see." Astarion taps it. "Quite impressive what it can do from one's intellect. You know, I would have imagined you preferred a…touch of the cerebral in your partners. It seems I was wrong." 
"For her sake, I will allow that breach in etiquette, little vampling. Begone now." Raphael holds himself to the full of his height, imperious, kingly. The spawn holds his hands up for peace before slinking back into the night, leaving them alone. 
"You've come to visit me again, my prince!" Tav clutches his hand, all instinct, light, and love on her face. There is not an ounce of self-preservation in her marrow as she winds her arms around him, hungry for contact. "You must be so busy, and still, you take the time!" 
Raphael frowns, smoothing a hand over her hair. It feels…wrong, somehow. "Your earlier accusations…" 
She shakes her head, "Don't matter. I don't care why you visit. It doesn't matter. I like it. I like you." 
Submerging him in a pool of holy water would have been less jarring. The cambion blinks, staring down at Tav. 
And this once, a touch of honesty. Raphael clears his throat, an air of offended dignity and dismissal hanging around him. "My dear, for tonight, let us say the feeling is mutual." 
"Just tonight?" 
"Don't get greedy." 
She hums, delighted, pressing her face against his chest. 
And gods, it's all such a mess. 
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lovercollection · 3 months
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Velvets the best v give her the phone ♡
Vox: ugh fine.....*gvies phone*
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