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pralinesims · 11 months
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Most of the looks from yesterday's dressup games! Thanks so much everyone for participating 🖤
Themes: Bad Disguise - Something Sexy - Ugly Christmas Sweater - Halloween Costume - Goth/Emo/Scene - Radical 90's - Royalty
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villanellecter · 4 months
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New Nina and Maggie pic just dropped 😭😭
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nicistrying · 5 months
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Monday 27th November
We took all the puppies to the beach yesterday with Matt's brother and his wife! They were all so good! Usually Maggie and Daisy the jack russell end up fighting but they were very polite and respectful of each other and it made us all so proud and really gave us hope that one day they'll be able to be in the house together for family gatherings🤞 we didn't have to keep them away from each other either they were actually able to greet each other and sniff and chase a ball together but still keep out of each other's faces
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And we went to a restaurant for lunch where they had little huts outside to sit in, it was so cute. We all sat in one of those and had the most delicious food. Matt and I shared flatbread with houmous, chips and mixed garlic mushrooms on toast which were sooo good omg. And again the dogs were so good! We fully expected to have to put Maggie in the car while we ate if she was going to upset Daisy but she lay under the table and the little ones sat up on the bench and they were a little tense but they did really well and didn't bother each other. And Maggie didn't even bark at the waitress serving us when she would open the door to bring us our food. Our big brave girl 🥰🥰
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And between last night and today I've finally dealt with the spare bedroom! Painted the previously green wall and finally papered over the dinosaurs 😂 getting rid of my dressing table and swapped it for a desk that we can work at. All done by myself in a day and a half! A job that's been stressing me out every time I've gone in that room for the past year 😂 I'm so proud of myself. Having a lovely little time doing all my home improvements while I'm not working - sticky tiles for the kitchen arriving tomorrow so that's the next project 👷‍♀️
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Plan for tomorrow is to walk Maggie, work out, do some online Christmas shopping while waiting for the tiles to arrive and then get those straight on the wall while I'm on a roll 💪
Hope everyone is well!
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simgerale · 1 year
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ; 1/3
It was like her every nerve was suddenly on fire.
TRANSCRIPT:
[a clock chimes nearby, ringing out twelve times]
magdalena: [sighs]
celeste: Come in, your majesty… Come in.
. . .
c: I wondered when you would return. Waiting for the Emperor to retire to his quarters, perhaps?
m: No… I-I could not sleep. I needed to see… [gulps] I needed to be certain that Prince Luca was still breathing.
c: That does not surprise me. It is only natural for a fading Seam to cause restlessness.
m: What… What exactly do you mean?
c: Were you not aware…? You and the Prince have a Seam, your majesty. A bond that has not existed in over a thousand years.
m: …I do not think I heard you correctly. Prince Luca and I have… a Seam?
c: [nods] Mm. As it has been over a millennia since my old eyes have seen it, I was uncertain until you appeared outside the door moments ago.
m: But how did you know I was there?
c: The Seam appeared again. Flickering, as it was attempting to connect through solid wood, but there.
m: Lady Celeste, please explain.
c: I believe it would be much simpler to show you, your majesty. Allow me.
m: [gasps]
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juliasgoodusername · 1 year
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😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳she grabbed her wristj😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳
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mikodrawnnarratives · 1 month
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After she successfully pushes everyone away in her goal of surviving. After she gets what she needs. Her blood crawling for more. More more it is not enough it will never be enough she needs more. After all that...
Do you think Maggie can't escape the silence? The empty and hollow feeling in her gut? She opens the door to the apartment she can finally pay toward, and there is not a noise. The buzz in her veins as if doused in ice cold water. With the truth of it all.
There is no annoying nerd chatting on about how wonderful the world is, joking incessantly. No sandy haired boy looking at her with the most flabbergasted face that she's come over through the window again. That boy would probably think it was amazing she got this far.
Do you think Maggie would crush every one of those thoughts under her heel when she remembers pushing him away too?
No one to boss her around. No one to scorn her for what she's done to get here. No one.
Just silence.
Do you think, in an empty room, as the divide between Heroes and Villains escalates outside, do you think she'd sit down and have no choice to listen to the echo. The only comfort she can allow herself being to wrap her arms around herself and imagine it was someone else? I think so. I like think she'd hug herself as she slides to the floor. Alone. In the silence. The screaming, glass shattering silence.
And maybe, she'd wonder, why did she survive.
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widowshill · 5 months
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was thinking about r/v au and particularly this line in rebecca, how despite his being married twice, both weddings were in the category of the former ––  to laura, rushed in the days after the trial to reward her cooperation, and then to exile in augusta –– and then to cassandra, similarly quick and clinical the day after he met her. and v of course very nearly had the dream wedding at collinwood, only for it to rot down in bradford's grave into only the bones of a 3 am visit to the courthouse. how they neither of them have really experienced a wedding or marriage as concept as celebration in earnest, not only as a ceremony of romantic love but bonding into the family, to home and the threshold. how each of their prior marriages were hollow façades, as with maxim and rebecca –– to a phoenix, to a witch wearing a false name, to a centuries old ghost –– whereas, with each other, if not happily ever after an earthly grasp at happiness.
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marnz · 1 year
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every so often i recall that will readings, a now antiquated practice, has been so normalized by media using it as a plot device that people think that's what happens. that it's real. it's not real okay? ppl do not sit down and read a 30+ page technical legal document out loud. it is a fun thing hollywood and books do for the drama and the narrative of it all
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changefirst · 7 months
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i think often about how the team has a file on harry's past legal cases and how one of his sins include defending a company whose product caused cancer in children. moreover, i think about how absolutely fucking lucky he is that nate wasn't around to see that.
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agentravensong · 9 months
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finished the season! time to go through the tag and giggle while my brother scrolls through instagram fanart on the verge of tears
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The fact is all of them, Donald, Brian and dad and their wives had an acute sense of humor. They’d laugh mad at circumstances, get themselves in all sorts of hot water, get the giggles.
Rosie Page, daughter of the real James Herriot. Interview with Masterpiece.
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acommonanomaly · 2 years
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Maglor and Jolene fell asleep clutching each other’s faces, I just can’t even I love them so much.
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sparrowsingsstories · 2 years
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So the Calendar of Events has been updated as much as possible. Only minor issues with days plus travel times plus me doing the "30 days hath September" poem so often I just started muttering it ad-nauseum...
And when I say the Calendar of Events has been updated, I mean for Cry Mercy
This does not include the OCs listed on the Official Spreadsheet OR the OCs listed on the Additional Spreadsheet...
All this has gotten in the way of the smut I was supposed to be writing between Hancock and Kae (one of our official OCs). Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.
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celticwoman · 10 months
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ended up getting an used copy of shiver by mstiefvater today bc it was like. a third of a new copy's price :3
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playig papas cupcakeria this shit’s hard these poor guys are waiting till after dark for a couple of cupcakes
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whore-ibly-hot · 9 months
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Yan!Mean-Girls x Fem!Reader
"Just Girly Things"
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18+ Minors DNI
Warnings: Bullying (Not at Reader), name callung, nude photos, coercion, dubcon touching, fem pronouns for the yans, mentions of school, general perversion, toxic behaviors, masturbation, sex toys, mean girls, dumbification, buying affection.
(AN: I'm not super proud of this one, but did my best. Never written a fem!Yan before.)
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The sound of clicking keypads and the occasional scoff can be heard in Maggie Robinsons loft bedroom. As the most popular girl at Delta High, it was important her room look as perfect as her. She chews on the strawberry flavored gum in her mouth, scrolling through her phone. She scoffs. "Sasha, did you see Jenny Taylor's latest post?" Sasha gags and nods. "Totally a spray-on tan." Sasha says, and Maggie nods. "She looks like a fucking orange. I bet you that nerd she's been with, his dick is that same shade right now..." The two cackle.
"Is he sick?" The third and final member of the group of cheerleaders asks. "Why would his dick be orange?" Sasha sighs, and puts a hand on her friends knee. "Lindsey, his dick is orange because her fake tan would rub off on it. It isn't like, permanently that color. It was a joke." Sasha explains. Lindsey pauses and tilts her head, before giggling. "Oh, I get it!" She claps her hands together, shaking the sequinned bracelet around her wrist as she does so. Maggie grins and roll her eyes at Lindsey's air-headed nature. Luckily, Sasha is always around to explain he jokes, because Maggie won't. She likes to watch her dumb subordinate work things out slowly.
"What about you, newbie? Ever had a fake tan?" She whips her head over to face you. You gulp as the school's queen bee sets her sights on you. You aren't sure why she seemed so fixated on you since you joined Delta High. Maybe it's because you were pretty, or talented, or just really obedient, but she's been dragging you around like a little purse dog since you met her, with Sasha and Lindsey flanking you both at all times. "Um, no." You mumble. She nods, and says "Good, you already have good skin. I mean, you should get a little more tan, but not with that shitty spray stuff. Or, y'know, you'll turn some jocks dick orange." The three laugh. "Because the tan rubs off!" Lindsey giggles. Maggie rolls her eyes, and groans. "Yes, Lindsey. Thanks for explaining." Lindsey looks down.
"Speaking of, have any of the guys at school caught your eye? I mean, like, appropriate ones for you. Not a fucking mathlete dork or something." She asks. "Not really. I've never actually had a boyfriend." The three girls freeze, and gasp. "Seriously?" "You've never had a boyfriend?" Maggie asks. She waves frantically, trying to get you to sit beside her on her bed. "Why not?" She asks. "Do you have a sex disease? Like... like cancer?" Lindsey asks, eyes wide. "Sex cancer, seriously?" Sasha says, glancing at her blonde friend, who only shrugs. "No one was ever interested, I guess." You grimace. You hadn't ever been popular, only making Maggie's interest in you more jarring. You had finally gotten a peek at what it was like to be school royalty.
"Not interested? Aw, you poor baby." Maggie pouts. "That's why you have us, you know? To doll you up, and keep you popular, that way you can have anyone you want." Sasha chirps. "I can't believe no one ever tried to get with you, you're like, really pretty." You smile awkwardly. "Thanks, Lindsey."
Maggie scoots closer, and you bite back a gasp when you feel her cold hands on your tank top, cupping your breasts. "Honestly. The jocks at school are horndogs, they'll stick it in anything, I'm surprised you haven't gotten any attention because of these." She bites her lips as her eyes wander down to your cleavage. "They're natural, right?" You nod. You feel the bed dip behind you, as Sasha and Lindsey join the two of you on the bed. "So you've never kissed anybody?" Sasha asks, tilting her head as her curls bounce. "No, I've kissed a boy, back in church in like, middle school or something." You chuckle, shrugging and rolling your eyes.
"What about kissing girls?" Your eyes widen. You shake your head as you feel the three girls gazes resting heavily on you. "I haven't. Why do you ask?" Maggie grins. "You could try with us. You're one of us now, you've gotta live a little. I mean, you haven't even had a boyfriend, or done it with someone. Let us help you." She coos. She leans in, and you gulp. "Don't you have a boyfriend, Maggie? Jason, right?" She asks. Maggie nods. "Yeah, but like, he won't care. He'll probably think this is hot or something. Besides, it's just girls helping each other out. It's not like a random hookup, we're all friends here." She feigns hurt at your hesitance, pouting. "Don't you like us?" Lindsey whines, giving you puppy dog eyes as she rests her head on your shoulder from behind. "No, I like you guys, it's just-" You look at Lindsey. "Alright, we can do this." You sigh. Maggie grins, and puts her hands on your waist, pressing her chest to yours. "Good, it's not even weird. It's like, just girly things." She explains. She bites your lip playfully, making you blush as she finally presses her lips to yours. As you kiss the school's queen bee, you can taste the light strawberry flavor of her gum, and as she pulls away a string of sticky lip gloss connects your lips for a moment.
"See? You did good, especially for someone who's only kissed once before." Maggie coos. Lindsey pops up to kiss your cheek. "Your skin is so soft!" She giggles, nuzzling your neck. Sasha sits to the side, waiting for orders from Maggie. "Lemme see your chest." Maggie begins to tug up your tight, white tanktop, grinning when she sees that you have no bra on. "No bra, huh? Maybe you wanted us to do this?" She teases. "Pretty..." She circles her fingers around your left nipple, watching it pebble up. "I bet you're sensitive, huh?" Sasha asks. You can't speak, and only nod. Maggie's cold hands make you shiver, as she gropes your breasts with a wicked grin. She reaches down and puts Lindsey's hands on your breasts. "Lindsey, keep playing with her tits, okay? I'm gonna move a little lower." Lindsey nods, fondling your breasts from behind. "I'll try not to scratch you, my nails are kinda long right now..." She giggles. Maggie hikes up your skirt, keeping it around your waist. She licks her lips as she touches the black panties covering your cunt. "Are these from that department store on 9th?" She asks. "Uh, yeah?" She rolls her eyes. "You don't need to be wearing that shit, that's for people like Jenny Taylor, not girls like us. Tell you what-" She leans closer to your ear, kissing the shell of it. "You make me cum, and I'll take you downtown tomorrow and buy you something cute. That's sure to help you get a guy." She obviously has no intentions of getting you a boyfriend, considering the way her gaze turns possessive. Still, she can't deny that she likes the idea of seeing you in something lacey, especially something she bought you. She notices from the corner of her eye how Sasha is squirming, clearly eager to act, rubbing her thighs together subconsciously.
"Sasha?" Her head perks up immediatly, and she stills. "Y-yes, Maggie?" She pants. "Go get my wand, the pink one." Sasha nods, and scurries over to Maggie's closet, digging around for something. She manages to pull out a pink wand, with a microphone-like rubber tip. You can feel Maggies fingers trying to pull your panties to the side. "You ever played with yourself?" She whispers. You nod. "Yeah, a few times." You admit. "How?" She presses an index against your aroused clit. You gasp. "Fingers! I use my fingers, inside me." You moan. She pouts again, as Sasha hands her the wand. "Well, no wonder your little clit is so swollen, you've not been giving it any attention." She coos. "Don't worry, I've got just the thing." She takes the wand from Sasha. "It feels so good." Sasha says, her eyes full of sincerity. You wonder just how many times these girls have done this sort of thign. Does anyone else at school know?
You are torn from your thoughts when you hear a whirring sound. "What's that gonna do?" You ask. "It vibrates, and I'm just gonna press it right up against your clit, okay? It's gonna feel so fucking good..." She groans. "But, I'm going to enjoy something too. You know, for being such a good friend, and taking in a little newbie. You watch as Maggie mounts your thigh, gasping when you feel her slick pussy press against your leg. Has she not been wearing underwear this whole time? Your whole body flinches when you feel a pusling wave in your lower. "A-ah, shit." You grip the sheets of Maggie's bed tightly. Somehow, the stimulation to your clit makes Lindsey's pawing at your chest feel even more pleasurable. Maggie chuckles as she begins to grind herself against your thigh. "Feels good, huh? You like that? Your pretty new friends taking good care of you? Putting a pretty vibrator on your clit?" Her condescedngin tone makes you blush in shame. After a while, her moans grow in volume too. "Fuck, even just your thighs feel good. Maybe, god- maybe soon I'll ride your pussy like this." She groans. "God, not even Jason makes me feel this hot, this wet. That little limp-dick, can't even make me finish." She tilts her head back. "Sasha, take a photo, m' boutta cum." Sasha pales. "I don't... um, can I use you phone, mines dead?" Maggie doesn't open her eyes, but Sasha can sense her rage. "I don't care, just taking the fuckin' photo, I'm so close. C'mon, baby. Cum on my vibrator, I'll buy you something, anything, just do it." You weren't expecting to her Maggie beg for anything in your lifetime, much less for you to cum. Overwhelmed, you feel your orgasm hit hard. "M-maggie, I'm, oh..." She nods rapidly as she practically bounces on your thigh. "Yeah, right there, I'm cumming to..." She pants.
You close your eyes, but still sense a flash of light from Sasha snapping a photo. As your legs shake from the feeling, Maggie casually dismounts your thighs, sitting down on the bed beside you. She kisses your forehead. "You did so good. I'll get you something so cute to wear to school next week." She flips her hair and acts nonchalant, as if she hadn't just held a sex toy to your cunt while she rode your thigh like her life depended on it. "Sasha, let me see that photo." Sasha shows her the phone, and she grimaces. "Ugh, I look so fucking pale. Put a Sepia filter on it or something." Before Sasha can, Lindsay snatches the phone, and lets out a whine.
"Only my hands are in it! What the hell, Sasha!"
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