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gothtarrare · 1 year
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env0 · 28 days
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New boot goofin
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shieldofiron · 5 months
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I couldn't not.
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cactus-pat · 23 days
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NEW BOOT GOOFIN'
Happy Goth G'Wednesday!
Y'all may remember this poll a couple of weeks back about which Doc Marten boots I should get. I ended up getting the Black 1460 Gothic Americana boots and I've hardly taken them off since they came in.
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I went out to a local Queer Goth Nite last weekend and accessorized with some spiked collars along with a belt chain from Psychic Circle that lives on the left boot now.
Also got this cute Eyes crop top. Might have to lean into the biblical angel look and make some belts and/or a body harness with eyes and wings all over them.
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tightjeansjavi · 4 months
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Nonnie that sent me a request to write cowboy!joel and the reader riding his boot? 👀 I hope you’re ready for some new boot goofin’
YEEHAW 🤠
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wraithsoutlaws · 6 months
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alleannaharris · 7 months
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Resharing one of my favorites because of the start of the fall season! They’re on their way to the farmers market. 🥰
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illumwriting · 4 months
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Secret Santa for @the-home-of-innovation <3 Their Ridge with a blackrock-era Ravs! Companion ficlet below the cut.
Preview: "Ridgedog!" Ravs' voice fills the bar from wall to window and makes Ridgedog feel like he's a piece falling into a gorgeous puzzle. There's the tap of glass to wood, the enticing rattle of ice that lures Ridge into his seat, his coat spread out behind him.
Ridge didn't visit Blackrock often. Mostly because it's main two inhabitants had a strained history with him. Today, though, he touches down in front of his favorite reason to descend into the world. Checks himself over once, not because he has to, but because he wants to look impeccable for his unaware host.
Well, not at all unaware. He likes to fancy the bartender a mere mortal per the man's self styling, but Ridge had taken one look at him and seen through to his illager heritage and the innate ties to the foundation of a world that came with it. Ridge pictures him now, wiping off the bar countertop, pulling down Ridge's favorite whiskey from the high shelf already. It was, perhaps, nice to be expected. Still, when he pushes open the weighty wooden double door with the flourish they deserve, Ravs still acts surprised. Looks up from the stroke of his cloth over bartop and flashes his teeth in a delighted grin that every patron is treated to.
"Ridgedog!" Ravs' voice fills the bar from wall to window and makes Ridgedog feel like he's a piece falling into a gorgeous puzzle. There's the tap of glass to wood, the enticing rattle of ice that lures Ridge into his seat, his coat spread out behind him.
"Ravs." Ridgedog returns the sentiment, the curl of his own smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. They silently appraise each other as Ravs neatly pours and nudges the glass closer to Ridge, who takes it in hand and drains half of it, not quickly, but with intention. It's honey dark and almost divine. Ridge can taste every moment Ravs spent crafting it. The care put into it from creation to now is almost overwhelmingly sweet, but Ravs tempers it with his being, oaky sturdiness and firm warmth that takes a moment to seep in.
Ridge sets the glass down with a heavy satisfaction. There's a half-expectant look on Ravs' face. Ridge teases him, takes a moment of silence more and licks his lips in thought. Ravs is patient, not even a raised eyebrow- unwilling to influence his patron's opinion. "It's….." Ridge takes a more measured sip, lets it loll on his tongue for a moment longer. "very you."
Ravs' laugh is rich as the whiskey. "Which part?"
It's not something Ravs actually expects Ridge to be able describe back to him. The flirting is thick in the implications that Ravs lets linger between them as he produces the bottle for Ridge's inspection and their fingers idle together.
Ridge hums, and there's a flash of his teeth as he smiles more fully. "You've been aging this for a while."
"You don't turn up often." A gentle dig, but there's only fondness behind it. Ridge acquiesces, returns the bottle with slight hesitation and settles his hand back around his glass guiltily.
"The time makes it better though." Ravs winks at him, and is rewarded with the lightest dusting of pink under Ridge's freckles.
The ice broken, they take to chatting- Ridge likes to talk with his hands and Ravs likes to keep his busy.
Ridge is not a one bottle drinker, and Ravs knows this, makes his stock for Ridge in batches. By the third bottle, Ridge has let himself get comfortable.
"No ice this time." Ridge says, and Ravs gets a clean glass, pouring into it behind the bar. He glances up as he does, and takes pause. Ridge is bathed in the sunlight. It filters through into the dark wood of the bar through the windows on the wall and doors, and tries to takes it's natural course along the floor. But Ridge has snatched it up, and it clings to him instead. Ravs smile must quirk, because Ridge's flush from drinking and conversating deepens and he grins at Ravs.
"What is it?" There's a little tilt to Ridge's head, innocently inquisitive in an honest way.
"You're…" Ravs puts his elbow on the bar, the drink an afterthought now to both of them. He draws his gaze up Ridge's form, lingering, and enjoys the way that Ridge's smile is loose, easy, and turns a little sheepish as Ridge realizes that he must being doing something uniquely supernatural. From this angle, Ridge seems to be the source of the light itself, the gathered rays a soft halo around him. "radiant."
Ridge can only grin stupidly at Ravs, and the glow brightens, making everything else in the building pale in comparison to him.
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Old and busted:
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New hotness:
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env0 · 18 days
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New boop goofin'
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heqp · 6 months
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tiredpaladins · 2 years
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This picture is absolutely sending me because it looks like he's poking his little leggy out to show you something.
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roundthewheel · 1 year
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theamericantrash · 2 years
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New boot GOOFIN’
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clownmcgown · 1 year
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clown beloved muah muah /p gives you a pair of fancy little boots
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(video this is referencing)
THANK YOU FOR THE FANCY NEW BOOTS HOHO!!!!! MWAH MWAH ILY /p !!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOUR DAY WAS GOOD!!!!!!
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jennhoney · 2 years
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Hey is anyone a medical billing genius here? I have this situation that is very weird for me and I am unsure how to navigate it, the short version is the hospital I was admitted to will not submit my bill to my insurance plan even though when I call my insurance they talk me through what the hospital billing department should do. The hospital labels me as uninsured and the billing department told me to fill out financial forms. It’s quite possible if it is ever submitted that it will be rejected because I was out of state but I’d sure like to start with it actually being submitted. The only specific for my insurance is that if I go to an emergency room and it’s not an emergency, I pay $8, no other co pays. I think if a hospital keeps me for 7 days it must have been an emergency.
When I was in the hospital and someone from billing visited my room I was like, “let’s call my insurance together. They said that you submit electronically with this # but we could call if you had questions.” And he said “just fill out the financial forms” and left.
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