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aldieb · 4 months
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literally entering my cushy corporate job era… my boss is so chill and we’re not even allowed to have our company email/messenger on our phones so we don’t work outside hours. i got like immediately informed about the pride club and i guess i’m supposed to be pronouns in email signature now lol
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I just had to get it off my chest 🫠
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cloudcryptid · 9 months
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stupid little doodle for my stupid little mental health
for anyone curious, this was the original sketch of the idea
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very inspiring stuff you see
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paeonia-horse · 2 years
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Fishing with a handline.
What will she catch??
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kitttenteeth · 1 year
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bro FUCK
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theadventurebuddies · 11 months
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Try Handline Fishing at Castaway Island Resort Fiji
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Experience the thrill of handline fishing amidst Fiji's stunning Castaway Island Resort. Unleash your inner angler in paradise.
watch the video from here: https://youtube.com/shorts/JC3PoeW8MRw
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jxjumuzvn · 1 year
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84-rooms · 2 years
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Marcel at the Palm Reader #84rooms #doubleexpomagazine #doubleexposure #digitalcollage #doubleexposurephotography #duchamp #marcelduchamp #palmistry #handline #fortuneteller #hand #igart #igartist #instakunst #kunst #instagramartist #modernart #portrait https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckcn27Fu-7f/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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princessbrunette · 3 months
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imagine rafe not being able to spend the night and your house bc he has like early business to do and you’re just so whiny begging him not to leave like clinging to his leg and he’s like “jesus christ i’ll be back tmr 😒” but at the same time he’s like 😊 bc it’s nice to feel needed
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you were clingy and you knew it. instead of pretending like you weren’t, you learnt to fully embrace it. no matter how much rafe tried to act like he didn’t, you knew he loved it deep down. it made him feel wanted, something not many other people in his life offered him.
he pats his keys in his back pocket as he slowly makes his way to your front door, lips parted as he thinks over everything he had on his person when he arrived, making sure to leave none of it behind. it was bad today, you really needed him. after the day you had, you wanted nothing more than to fall asleep on his chest, feeling safe and just… better. you cry, pathetic and hiccupy as you keep a clasp on his hand and he lets you hold it all the way to the door before pulling himself out of your grasp.
“okay, hey— can’t keep cryin’ like this baby you knew i wasn’t stayin’ over tonight because i told you. gave you time to… emotionally prepare n’shit. i got business to do early tomorrow, remember?” he raises his eyebrows, trying to reason with you. his voice is stern but he’s mopping up your tears with his thumb anyway.
“i know but i had a bad day, i just want you to sleep here!” you sob, clutching over his wrists as his hands clean you up and he shakes his head, gently removing them.
“look i’m — i’m sorry, alright? you know i wanna stay here, more than anything. but i’m a man now, yeah? i’m in charge of handlin’ business n’i got people relying on me. sometimes you— you have to make the hard choice, and this is one of those times.” he lectures you, so you do what any reasonable human being would do, and lower yourself to the ground, wrapping yourself around his leg.
“you’re not going.” you swipe your tear on his pants and he sighs in exasperation, trying to wiggle you off to no avail.
“jesus fuckin’ christ, are you kidding? get up, hey—” he tries to walk, but you cling him tighter, coming with him and he stops again. “let go and listen to me. m’gonna count to three, don’t let me get there.” he lifts up a finger and you unlatch yourself, staying on the ground in a ball. rate lowers himself into a squat, expression stern and yet yielding. “alright. you’re gonna calm down, yeah? i will sit with you until you fall asleep, and it better be within the hour or i’m just gonna leave. get up, c’mon. go brush your teeth.” he stands, giving you a little nudge with his foot and you hop up, happy enough with the outcome of him staying a little longer and run upstairs, not waiting for him to follow.
he huffs out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head. “little shit.” he whispers, following you. once you’re all in bed, ready — he comes and sits beside you, mopping up the last remaining tears that stain your face with the backs of his knuckles. “okay. i’m here. now go to sleep.”
“kiss, rafe.” you pucker your lips and he indulges you, bringing you a nice long one to satisfy you before pulling back.
“close your eyes.” he sighs tiredly and you do so, but not before switching off your lamp. he places a hand on your back over your pyjama shirt, rubbing slow circles as if tries to silently coax you to sleep faster so he can get going, smiling secretly to himself at your shenanigans.
he won’t admit it, but he did feel really sad to go, and even considered staying— but he knew he had to make the responsible choice, so with one final look, he left you in your bedroom fast asleep.
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On the larger scale I don't know if I'm happy or not but he's bein so so so sweet n good to me it's overwhelming
Silk's been much nicer to me than I expected too, I guess he doesn't see me as competition anymore? Idk but it's nice. Sharing my spot & the responsibility n rewards that come with it has been workin out pretty well, I'm thinkin maybe we managed to find an arrangement that works for all of us.
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blondieeu · 4 months
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luv this shit. kirishima e.
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imagine kirishima,
fresh out of prison, a million red tattoos and scars both old and new covering his body.
his black roots showing through his dyed red hair.
and his muscles being fucking massive since while he was in there he refused to have anyone mess with him.
imagine him always being able to get it up easy for you because he really doesn’t know how long he’ll be away in prison if he goes again.
“you wan’ fuck?”
“yes eiji”
and when y’all do he always keeps your legs on his shoulders because he likes to hear the anklet he night with his name on it jangle in his ear.
imagine him taking over the gang him and his friends made him highschool since their leader, you think his name was..katsuki? was put in an international prison and he wouldn’t be out for a long while.
eijirou only being able to see you at night because he was, “handlin’ business” in the day. but he always insisted on buying you gifts constantly with money he wouldn’t tell you where he got because he “separates his love life and work life.”
you barely even knew anything about his job or gang other than he gets paid a lot of money, they’re one of the most ruthless gangs and what they do they can’t talk about.
so he doesn’t really talk about who’s following you in a dark tinted car and staying outside your house at all times, he just mutters “protection.” or “sero.” … who the hell is sero?!
or when your co-worker starts hitting on your and insisting on taking you out comes to work hysteric all beat up and yelling that he’s quitting you already know not to ask eijirou.
or even when your neighbor that always makes conversation and makes nasty jokes about you goes missing you know good and well to just shut your mouth.
“dunno..karma came n got him i guess..”
imagine him coming to your apartment one night, standing at your door in a orange jumpsuit and handcuffs all beat up and bloody with a toothy smirk and a kiss when you open the door for him.
“eiji what’re you doing what if someone sees you?!”
“relax mama, jus’ tell em we roleplayin’ “
and you reluctantly let him in because you know he’s smart enough to take the feds off his back for at least a couple months, one time they couldn’t find him for like 3 years!
but at the end of the day he loves you and he really wouldn’t do anything to put you in harm or have you too worried about him because a true man wouldn’t make his girl worry. <3
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blondieeu xx
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starfxkr · 13 days
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bringing trailer park jayj over dinner you made early on and he’s got some lady his age in his trailer :( he hears you huff and throw the tupperware down by his door and wrap yourself up in your arms while you stomp away from his trailer
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sometimes you wonder why you even tried. sure your relationship with jj was new and kind of tenuous but when he was good it was great, and you figured things were finally on the right path.
it's safe to say you weren't expecting to see him having a seemingly intimate moment with the woman who lives two trailers down from you. she was everything you weren't-- put together, respected, his age. but he told you it didn't matter. yet here you were looking stupid with your little tupperware bowl packed with pot roast, rice and veggies. there was no use in staying, not after seeing this, so you drop it at his door, the loud clattering no doubt getting his attention as you storm away, tugging your meager hoodie closer when you heard the screen door slam shut.
"aw fuck, sweet pea get back here!" you can hear his boots thumping on the gravel behind you but you don't turn around.
"jj just leave her alone, she'll get over it, you shouldn't be messing with her anyways she's just a little girl." the woman's voice echos and it makes you walk faster, doing your best to get away when his strong arms wrap around you.
he's too strong for you to break away, try as you might, and you give up, burrowing your face in his chest as you sob.
"why don't you just leave me alone? do you like hurting me or something?" you barely get the words out, soaking his shirt as sobs wrack your body.
jj doesn't respond at first, just rocking you in his arms and shushing you like a fussy baby.
"are you serious? jesse we were in the middle of something"
"hey fuck off! i'm handlin something right now."
the woman leaves with a huff and jj slowly eases you back to his trailer. the small porch is splattered with food, and he huffs out a laugh, "can't believe you went through all that to fix me somethin to eat."
you sniffle, your lashes are clumped with tears and lips swollen from biting them, "well...you said you were hungry."
this time he lets out a real laugh, bending down to kiss your plump lips and stroking the tears from your cheeks, "yeah? i did, didn't i. got any left?"
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dagna · 8 months
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how you kids handlin' post-apocalyptia today?
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all-purpose-dish-soap · 3 months
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05 / 395 words / based on a reply from the wrinkly-brained @thychuvaluswife <3
"Hey, Soap. You know the difference between an enzyme and a hormone?"
He gives you a look that says he knows this game already. "Alright, then. Hit me."
You grin. "You can't hear an enzyme."
"Bleedin' hilarious."
"I know I am."
"As a head wound."
"C'mon, you like it."
He heaves a theatrically large sigh, but you see the smirk curling the edge of his lip all the same. 
You lean closer, arm to arm, and rest your cheek on his muscled shoulder. "Howsabout we go back to your bunk and study some more biology, huh?"
"Now tha' would be a temptin' offer." He glances down at you, his bicep flexing against you. "But I'm afraid I'd have to decline. Smug wee hen like you couldnae handle my large and intimidatin' vocabulary."
You snort. "Oh, my bad. I didn't think you could read."
He arches a brow. "Oh, I can read. And write. And compose fine poetry the likes of which could make any hor mone. To say nothin' of how I can read you like a textbook."
"Yeah, right."
"Care to test that hypothesis, then?" He looks you up and down, his smirk widening. He leans in close and lowers his voice until it's husky and mischevious. "You're cocky. Shame, seein' as that confidence'd be well-earned if you were half as funny as you thought you were."
"Oh, yeah? Well" --you rack your brain for a comeback and smell toast-- "that makes two of us."
"You think I'm funny enough to laugh at my jokes."
Damn, he's got you there. "Those are pity laughs."
"You want in my bunk so bad you'll laugh at a shite joke, then?" He leans in closer. "Or was your shite joke a come-on?"
"Pff." You ignore the flush creeping up your neck. "Didn't say I'd be the one moaning."
"Care to prove that?"
"Nah."
"Coward."
"You're the one who turned me down first, talking about your 'massive vocabulary,'" you say, making finger quotes.
"Aye, and you were pure lustin' after me for my mind then. Now that I know you want my body..."
You scoff and he grins.
"Now, now. It's the truth. I said you couldnae handle my loquatious vocabulary. Never said a thing about me handlin' you."
"Oh, fuck all the way off with that, Soap."
He grins. "I'll have you know I plan on it."
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more Soap / masterlist tag
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gurorori · 10 months
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honesly our skin has been lookin da best i remember it so far 🫶🏼 ik im impatient when it come 2 seein results but i think all da skincare will pay off
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thebearer · 1 month
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i don’t know if we’ve talked about this before but pranking carmen that you got charged hounded of dollars for ‘premium air’ or that you put diesel instead of gas in your car because of the cute green pumps. idk if he is much of a car guy but he would be stunned how “naive” you’re lol
this but saying it in front of jimmy and richie💀💀
bc carmen wouldn’t over react too much on his own. he wouldn’t want to embarrass you honestly, more so just go and handle it in private.
richie and jimmy? they have no problem losing their shit. wouldn’t be as cordial as carmen.
“who the fuck did this? yo, cicero call your boys! fucking jagoffs doin’ this typa shit. you ever heard of this?”
“no, no i haven’t, and no one else is goin’ to because I’m ending’ it today.” jimmy shakes his head. “sweetheart, what was the name of this place?”
“uncle jimmy-“
“-not now, carm. i’m handlin’ business.”
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