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tks0pnf2em · 1 year
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hhtdomz1fszk · 1 year
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reportwire · 1 year
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Pan Seared Scallops
The secret to these pan seared scallops in butter is to cook them in a hot skillet with ripplingly hot oil and occasionally baste them with butter. That’s it. Simple, quick, and impressive. Twenty minutes from fridge to table. Adapted from America’s Test Kitchen | The Complete Cooking for Two Cookbook | Boston Common Press, 2014 Look no further for how to make perfectly seared scallops that turn…
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jedi-valjean · 2 years
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After that post you reblogged about shorter paragraphs i went back and split up some paragraphs in the later chapters of tcwganv (that's all i did) and it hits harder now????
The ways that I affect this fic in such small and indirect yet ripplingly profound ways means so much to me
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dansedan · 3 years
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Everyday I get dressed and I am reminded that the VERY SECOND I get top surgery it is OVER for you hoes I will absolutely pull a "Lee Van Cleef in the 70s" and be constantly ripplingly shirtless for no good reason thank u for coming to my ted talk
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chanaihimaa · 4 years
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👀 Who's the most spectacularly handsome, ripplingly-muscled, heart-stoppingly stubble-bearded, broad-shouldered, whiskey-pickled, all-around-bloomin'-resplendent Highlander you've ever chanced to set your eyes on, and why is it me?
Chanai tossed his head back on a bubble of laughter before the back of his fingers found the wide grin to hide. He didn’t need to look around and search nor squint past cigarette smoke. He’d recognize that voice from any realm. “Mmm, you sure it was you?” He drawled on a drag in feigned nonchalance and wonder. “Could’ve sworn I had a client like that, recently. Quite the hoarder of empty glass bottles, but,” he smirked. “He was breathtakin’ in every sense o’the word. I’d wager he’d give even you a run for your money, boyo.”
Prompt: Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty. - (Still accepting!)
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monstersandmaw · 5 years
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Anxious reader with a tall Male mind flayer (Ilithid) who both cuddle up to watch stars. NSFW or SFW, up to you
“Whatis it?” he hissed, and you gasped as his tentacles brushed your bare thighs.
“I…I mean… thank you for coming to see me tonight. You didn’t have to, you know?”
“Iwanted to,” he smiled, and you glanced askance at him, taking in those strangetentacles, those coiling shadows, that mind-ripplingly endless aura. “You knowthat, don’t you?” he added.
“I…I mean…” Adrenaline shot through you and you turned your gaze back to theapparently static stars above you.  
Hereached his clawed hand towards you and rested it on your stomach. “Let me showyou something,” he rasped, and you nodded, breathless.
Atentacle reached towards you, shrouded in darkness, as it usually was, and asit touched your temple, you felt a rush of something else: not quiteadrenaline, not quite fear, not quite love: it was something inexplicable,intangible… unreal.
“Ilove you,” he murmured, and you heard it in your mind, as well as your ears.“I’d come for you any time you asked, you know that… right?”
Youfelt the smile stretch across your lips before you had even really registeredit. “Yeah,” you rasped. “Yeah… I do…”
“Good,”he said, and he rolled onto his side. “Because as beautiful as these stars are,there’s something else that keeps drawing my attention…”
“Oh?”you croaked.
“Oh,”he chuckled, reaching for you with every limb and every tentacle until you felthis mind meld with yours, and you gasped. “Yes,” he smiled as you let him in, “You.”
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likeanthropes · 6 years
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This is Gabriel Van Helsing from the 2004 horror-action film Van Helsing, confronting Count Dracula on the right of the frame. Van Helsing’s werewolves (which also include another werewolf named Velken and an unnamed werewolf we never see in human form) are all big, ripplingly-buff, shaggy beastmen with almost comically-pointed features, particularly in the almost rabbit-like ears and the long, protruding fangs. I’m not against that, though! The big-buff-beastman style of werewolf design has a special place in my queer furry heart. Just look at that handsome angry lad about to kill him a vampire! The ears are a bit silly but I kind of like the sabertooth-esque fangs, and though it’s hard to see in this gif, Van Helsing also has some long, brutal claws that he can extend with a Wolverine-like *snikt* (which is appropriate, considering Van Helsing’s human form is played by Hugh Jackman).
9/10, a solid ruff boi.
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osteoprecocious · 5 years
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Find the Word tag
@kaatiba​ tagged me to find the words: mistake, see, wood, and ring. Thank you!
Mistake (From Dead Stars)
A beam of hot energy sizzles through the air overhead and slams into the edge of a nearby window, sending arcs of blue electricity crackling across the warn sandstone. Sipo ducks, cursing, then mutters a half-forgotten prayer to He Who Dwells Among the Stars for safety. Her recitation is poor  - lips, teeth, and tongue stumbling lamely over unpracticed Neo-Aramaic. She hopes He won’t mind.
The mistake is so small that she realizes it late. One too many turns, or one too few. A sheer drop awaits her up ahead - nothing but flat, unadorned wall across a yawning alleyway. Nowhere to go. The ground fractures beneath Sipo’s running feet, heat singeing her ankles, and she falls. Down, head over heels, with nothing to hold on to.
See (From Loose Ends)
For the first time, I am afraid to go because I know that I am going. But before fear can sink my soul, I open my eyes one last time and see the truth - that everything I’ve ever known, all within our galaxy and far beyond it, everything above and below is fringed, ripplingly, with loose, waving ends. Like his. Like mine. He -- I am a loose end, not waiting to be tied off, but to be pulled and when the universe pulls me, I come apart at the seams. Like a knit sweater, like cotton candy, like…two lovers coiled tightly together, then falling apart in choreographed self-destruction. I go to pieces and everything that I was, that I am, that I ever could be, unspools and loops and is woven into something new and so entirely bigger. Touching everything. Something hearing, tasting, feeling everything. 
Wood (From Honey) 
It was sticky hot - everything as far as the eye could see flagging beneath the weight of the mid-July sun. Even the wood and brick storefronts that lined Colton’s main street seemed to sag with the heat. As much as Yara looked forward to the walk, she wasn’t entirely sure that she was going to make it in her current, solid, state.
Wiping her brow, she set out for home.
Ring (From Honey)
Around the corner, the hallway opened up into the parlor. 
Peering out, Bennett could see Yara sleeping quietly on the sofa. The mountainous fluff of a floral cushion obscured the left side of her face - lips parted in soft, even breaths. One leg protruded from beneath a wedding ring quilt. Her black hair was twisted up into a crown with stray coils escaping the neat braid. She’d spent the last few nights dozing propped up in the rocking chair, but now she looked truly rested. Peaceful even, in the glow of the faint early morning light.
Beautiful, he thought.
Tagging: @ren-c-leyn @theouterdark @somedeadmagic​ @kittensartsbooks @madmoonink
Your words are: tears, warmth, teeth, and fear
I really hope these are good words that work for you. Honestly, post whatever you want. I can’t wait to read all the things!
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nomenculture · 4 years
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ah frickkm. i see i see i see i see Isee. (im vagueblogging.) it's the meta. that makes me think céline's new film will be about theory of mind and the ethics of being able to answer for someone else and the human need of being known and noticed etc etc etc
it's the personal meta for me (as i try to theory of mind myself into celine's mind) that makes me so convinced this is what celine s new film will be about
the concentric meta that makes portrait endlessly(/ripplingly) appealing and interestjng. im inventing it here, again, with me
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ficcingminx · 5 years
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So, it's the 1st day of school for many; new classes, new schools.... it can be quite emotional. So, for anyone who's requiring #strength, here's @jordanknightofficial and his ripplingly sexy back, broad shoulders and kissable neck to provide a comforting shoulder to cry/bite on. 📸 a Minx. 😈 ❤️ 😈 ❤️ #jordan #jordanknight #jordanknightofficial #jordanknightgirl #jordanknightgirlforever #nkotb #mixtapetour #hot #sexy #knightsinwhitesatin #anythingbutgrey #callhimsir #ficcingminxmusings #gethandsallupinthathair #wraplipsaroundthoseearstoo #hemakesmewannabeavampire (at TD Garden) https://www.instagram.com/p/B19AQWCnPSW/?igshid=1wvfvp9w8850s
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