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play-my-game · 8 months
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toneelspeelster · 8 months
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sarah nelson being a charlie spring lovebot
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ottosump · 1 year
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As I get older I use different methods to learn. I'm presently working in a warehouse with many colleagues from Eastern Europe.
Here's my picture memory to phonetically say "good morning" in Polish.
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Sounds like "jean dobry".
Some of them greet me with "chesz"
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And one worker said a general greeting which sounds like "sham argh". (See what I did with the pirate there).
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"How are you?" sounds like "yak she mash"
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To which you reply " dobzie".
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Can't read the language to save my life, but can say "hi."
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infizero-draws · 2 months
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we got the torture labyrinth tomorrow
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bluestempigeons · 9 months
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I keep seeing people on Beau Post say that fluffy = happy and. no. it very much does not. so here's a visual reference for anyone curious.
No puff (neutral)
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Smallpuff (comfy) - note the relaxed body language and lowered wings.
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Bigpuff (defensive) - note the tension in her body (tense wings, head pulled toward the body). Most pigeons will do this around the nest when they see a threat (in this case it was a chicken who wasn't anywhere near her and didn't even try anything, but Beau is a very defensive nester) and it usually is followed by a nasty wing slap and/or a bite.
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You will also see pigeons stretch their necks out and flatten all their feathers when scared and ready to run, but nesting birds will usually pick fight over flight.
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4.01.2023
University starts again for me today. I really have a lot to do because the final exams are in a month.
So there's nothing better than going to the library after my seminars and studying while it's raining heavily outside.
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bondilluns · 7 months
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well, are you ready ray?!?!
btw!! i've been thinking about opening comissions for mcr mspaint portraits, so maybe tell me in the tags if you would be interested in that 👉🏻👈🏻
[ID: A MS Paint digital painting of Ray Toro leaning his head back and playing his guitar, which is out of frame. His eyes are closed and he is smiling. A spotlight illuminates him from above, casting a warm yellow light on him. It contrasts with the purple tones of the shadows. The background is green. End ID]
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hungharrington · 6 months
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have you ever thought about sixty-nine with steve
vibrating out of my SKIN oh my GOD anon how are you the first person to bring this up on this blog dear GOD let’s remedy that right away - lil baby blurb, afab!reader, MDNI this entire blog is 18+
The amber hue of the streetlight folds through the window, scattering across the bed in a shimmer of light. The scent of sex fills the air, swirling, clinging to your skin and Steve’s alike. It’s warm and there’s a moan in your throat and a weight on your tongue. 
You’re drooling on his cock, rivulets of spit that trace down to bury themselves into the thick thatch of hair at the base. Steve’s so worked up that his cock is leaking in your mouth — but he always is when he gets his face between your thighs.
It’s maddening to try do both; give as well as you can take. Your hips, though they have a mind of their own, are caged in by Steve’s strong arms. The corded muscles in them strain when he gasps, all raspy and groany as you kitten-lick over the head of his cock. His arms bulge as he pulls your cunt closer to his hungry mouth. 
“Fuck,” he utters, inhaling the scent of your slick before he dives back in. His tongue is swirling, teasing, driving all sort of unholy noises out of your mouth as he fucks into your little hole — just to feel how it feels when you clench around it. His hand sneaks down and his thumb finds your clit.
Your moan reverberates down his cock, your eyes fluttering and hips canting backwards. You pull off him with a heavy pant, mouth still drenched in your own spit. 
“Not fair,” You pout and whine, all while you drive your hips back. Steve’s still sucking at your folds, licking and fucking your little hole. His thumb doesn’t slow— in fact, it speeds up, rubbing perfect tight little circles. You mewl. “Not— s’not fair, you— ah- that’s not—“ 
You complaint disappears as the pleasurable buzz on your clit caused by his thumb reaches another level. Your body floods with heat, another gush of wetness leaking from your hole— you moan pitifully. Suddenly, not having him in your mouth seems torturous. 
You sink down on his cock, letting the length of him fill your mouth. Steve doesn’t even pause, just lets his low moan vibrate against you. You twitch. The weight of him on your tongue feels deliriously good and as your hand creeps down to fondle his balls, you think, two can play that game, baby. 
Steve keens, his hips pressing up as he finally pulls back from your cunt to whimper loudly. His cock presses further into your mouth and you dutifully take it, swallowing and hollowing your cheeks. Steve whines, his moans coming babbling out. “Aw fuck, fuck, fuck, baby- shit!” 
His hands on your thighs tighten, the half moons of his nails indenting in his pleasure. You squeeze his balls again, rolling them in your hand and scratching at his thigh with you other hand. Not a moment later you taste him, ropes of cum spurting from his tip and coating your tongue. It’s messy— globs of spit and cum rolling down the side of his cock as it twitches and aches, Steve halted in his motions. For a minute, he can’t do anything other than whimper and shake and fall apart under your skilful tongue. 
It’s only when you let him slip from your mouth, spent and panting, do his hands grip your hips tighter. You can tell that beating him to the punch, dragging his orgasm out first, has turned up the dial of his competitiveness. 
“Sit up, honey,” He orders, his gentle hands tugging on your skin to urge you up. You brace your hands on his thighs, wobbly and hesitant. Steve wipes all that from your mind in a moment, his hands pulling you back and down onto his face. “C’mon, come sit on my face so I can make my pretty baby cum.” 
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originalartblog · 7 months
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by popular demand...
is this romance?
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philosophybits · 2 months
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All wishes, all aspirations, all hopes, all fears, all doubts, all determinations grow stronger and stronger precisely in proportion as they get themselves expressed in words, forms, colours, and action.
Frederick Douglass, "Lecture on Pictures (1861)"
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beaulesbian · 8 months
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Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)
So we're just supposed to let people die because some algorithm says that that's supposed to happen? You realize how messed up that sounds, right?
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leiatroublecat · 4 months
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Nami found a new way to make money, by selling pictures of Luffy. Her best customers are Sabo (who gets a, very small, discount as Luffys brother and because he buys them double), Boa, the Barto-Club, Corby and Bepo (he buys them for Law, who dennies he loves them and hides them under his pillow).
Bonus:
Sabo has to share the pictures with Dragon.
Zoro doesn´t buy them because he doesn´t need them, he likes to just watch Luffy.
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chiropteracupola · 5 months
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A very fine captain, and a finer friend.
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pocketramblr · 3 months
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you know im thinking. im thinking maybe Yoichi wasn't even that into captain hero as an adult, but AfO kept bringing LITERALLY every conversation back to that because he decided to Be The Demon Lord and so Yoichi like, can't get an argument in unless he uses the same material so he's like 'oh my god i haven't even thought about that comic in ten years but even i know the bad guy didn't win. you should not be basing you whole identity, business model, and world destruction plan on your five-second impression of a comic book bad guy who didn't even win! also you shouldn't kill people!'
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damianito · 11 months
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Selective Mute Aether my beloved
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sidetongue · 11 months
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this big guy came charging up and questioned his decision once he realised how many dogs i had 
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