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conop-8888 · 8 months
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born to roll on the grass, forced to be itchy as hell right after
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magicshop · 5 days
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seokjin + iconic solo performances for @cordiallyfuturedwight ♡ [cr. namuspromised]
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lilacpaperbird · 4 months
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baltharino · 1 year
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Femslash February Day 1: First time meeting
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in-the-multiverse · 6 months
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I really enjoy the life series being a thing that goes “thrown into a death game and shit gets intense and we all end up needing therapy” BUT ALSO the meta version where it’s “Grian invited us to a death game and we voluntarily went and shit got intense but it’s all good we know we’re doing this for entertainment, no hard feelings anywhere (although some players hold grudges stronger than others)”
But what if it was combined? Sorta like genloss
Maybe it’s only the winners who see eldritch beings holding cameras or floating cameras. The winners get a special mic held up to them while they rant about their strategies or thoughts. Maybe everyone else sees it too, but it becomes invisible to them as the season progresses. As shit gets intense and they get their head lost in the game
And Gem, the newest addition, doesn’t have seasons worth of ignoring the things out of the corner of her eye. She catches a camera and stares right at it. At the audience. Us
The eye imagery still stands, because what the players perceive as floaty glowing eyes are actually camera lens. Reflective black “eyes”. Watching. Waiting. Recording
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cyellolemon · 4 months
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Christmas illust with Olive and Ambrose being the cutest guys ever again <3
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babyb0nesx · 7 months
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✨🍂🎃HAPPY OCTOBER 1ST WITCHES🎃🍂✨
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what does valentines day mean to boys who are overwhelmingly obsessed with their boyfriend every single day anyway
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angelkarafilli · 9 months
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Farm holiday picnic, 1945
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During the Second World War, all non-essential travel was discouraged to conserve fuel supplies and ensure that train accommodation was available for troop transport. Instead, local authorities encouraged people to take 'holidays at home’. This photo features a family having a picnic on a local farm making use of local facilities.
*Mirrorpix archive collection is a handpicked selection of photographs taken by Daily Mirror photographers since 1903, documenting the changing face of Britain and capturing the events, movements, conflicts, cultural changes, politics and people who together shaped the story of our 20th century.
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gallawitchxx · 2 years
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yesterday, i took a workshop on plant magic & so please have this wild metaphor for anal fingering LOL. this line of dialogue is so so hot, jesus & so is this seasonally appropriate fic by @crossmydna, where ian fingers & fucks a skirt-wearing tumblr!mickey at a costume party. woooo!
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day 24: "you take my fingers so well, don't you?" for kinktober 2022 by @gallavichthings
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His rim is so pink, like a blooming perennial that you want to pluck out of the ground and use for divination.
He loves me, he loves me not.
You pet softly, moving around petal by petal, loving the dribble of whimpers and whines that follow your touch.
He loves me.
When you can no longer resist, you plunge your pointer finger deep into that pit of pollen. He clenches and groans, and you soothe him with gentle shushes and a swirl of your digit.
Next comes two. Then, three with ease.
“You take my fingers so well, don’t you?”
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theheadlessgroom · 1 month
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@beatingheart-bride
"If you need to eat, Emily, you should eat."
It felt wrong for Randall to be the only one eating, especially now that he knew the truth about her diet-he could understand why she wouldn't want to eat (drink?) around him, of course, but nevertheless, it just felt wrong for him to have breakfast while she didn't. If he hadn't known about her vampirism, if he was still in the dark about it last night and this morning, he may have been able to play off her lack of eating as simply nerves or something like that, but now that he knew, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern for her.
Gratefully accepting the eggs and bacon and coffee, he took a seat at the kitchen table, his tone gentle, and yet firm, as he continued, "You told me last night that, despite everything that's happened...you're still you. And I believe that, and I don't think there's anything on this Earth that could change that, or the way that I feel about you, Emily. So, if you need to eat, please do. It doesn't frighten me."
He gave her a gentle smile as he said this, before taking a little sip of coffee-it would still be a touch jarring, to think of his beautiful, sweet, gentle angel drinking blood, he was sure, but he knew that was what she needed to do to live, and accepted that. She did what she had to do, and he didn't want her to hunger on his account, least of all when he himself got to eat. It would mean he'd have to leave sooner than later if she was going to eat-and he didn't want to leave, not so soon.
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sbnkalny · 7 months
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Physical description: Adult fathead minnows are small in size and can range from 43 to 102 millimeters in length, although the average length is 50 millimeters. Mature males have nuptial tubercles and an elongate pad extending in a narrow line from the nape to the dorsal fin. The sides of the bodies of males become almost black except for two wide vertical bands which are light in color. The females are drab in comparison.
I am the Glubglogabgalab the shwabble-dabble-wabble-gabble-flibba-blabba-blab I’m full OF minnows does it take you to giddy stratospheres I'll comfort your fears (Is she a n e 🇲 y I R e c R i s s Ⓜ m a 🇳. Feared as the "Thunderjaw wyvern", this Anjanath subspecies electrifies its jaws and dorsal membrane with every blow.. While the pixel are trying to dissolve the political bands which have been. The Two males' absence, which renders these females' unidentifiable out of [001-006]'s females
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purposefully-lost · 9 months
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Thinking about Alex getting bunny bred again
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cosmic-navel-gazin · 1 year
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The talk of ppl boutta get fucked up by hard to be a god had me finally open up my Roadside Picnic. Nothing in the world could have prepared me for it. Where'd that dude's bones go.
AAAWWW FUCK YEAH! *holding you*
I had the great idea to start Picnic right after God so it was double the sadness™. I really hope you have a grand time with it too!
OH I REMEMBER THEM BONES! The Zone afflictions are so fun to try and imagine but they also never fail to give me the shivers! One part of me really wants to draw them but the other part feels like one’s own imagination and the images the text conjures in your head are far more disturbing than anything I could depict.
I’ve gotten tremendous amounts of joy by being near my sister when she was reading it and see her reaction as she recoils and gasps! “I loved it, never recommend anything to me again“, she said after finishing it while lying dead on the couch.
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curatorsday · 1 year
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Sunday, April 23, 2023 - National Picnic Day
I made a Scandinavian picnic loaf (smoked salmon, pickled beets, cream cheese with onions, gherkins, and dill, and hard boiled eggs). It was rainy so we ate inside.
Happy National Picnic Day!
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