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noblerinthemind · 7 months
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Seward, twirling his lancet: what a fine man is my friend quincey 😳😳❤️‍🔥 truly what a man 🥴🥴🥴😍 let's hope america keeps sending us more strong manly stallions like this one 🫡❤️‍🔥😻 this information is vital to have on record btw. Now onto weird metaphors with my cryptic mentor
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akasanata · 7 months
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Jonathan has improved so much
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But you can't run from the past
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It is time to know said past
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Sad news await Mina 😭😭😭
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So glad Arthur is not alone, he looks so sad 😭
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No King Laugh in the manga
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biboyhalo · 2 years
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z0uis · 2 years
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[On how to reach out to Zayn] Slide into the DM's?
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hey-color-palettes · 2 years
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Could I get one for the name Velveen, with some kind of pink or red?
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carmillaseriesdaily · 2 years
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Carmilla Series Daily: September 22
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annicaax · 2 years
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S-saizooo! Who gave you the right to be so lovely? Love you always! Don't think me needs a reference to draw your face either!💖💗
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alilbirdiebaker · 2 years
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When: 8th September 2022 Where: Obsidian City  Who: @lixinzhou​
It had taken a while for them to find a night that they were both free, given the nature of their jobs. Also given the nature of their jobs, it found them out for dinner on a Thursday night, when the city was quieter than it would have been on the weekend. Dinner had been -- well, it had been really lovely. She’d felt a surprising bit of nerves before, but those had quickly melted away, and now they were leaving the restaurant, heading out onto the street. “I think I’ll dream of that pasta forever.”
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color--pals · 2 years
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Memories
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risingada · 2 years
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When: 28th September 2022 Where: Yseult’s home Who: @yseultcai​
Dawn had been away with the team for the last two weeks now, and felt relief being back on the island. They hadn’t won the tournament, but they’d come a close third and honestly that was good enough for her. For now at least. Her eyes were still set on the biggest of dreams. Captaincy, the world cup. But if she had learnt anything over her years, if she worked hard enough, her dreams could come true. But for now she was home. At the end of the day, no matter what she did or where she went, the island was home and it was where she wanted to be. Which is why it was no surprise that before long she was making her way to Bloodhearth, golden retriever and bag of goodies in tow. 
When she reached the home in Bloodhearth, Chucky leading the way (the dog barely left her side when she was home), she called out in a sing-song voice  “Knock knock!” Because who needed to actually knock when it came to family?
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nadiacattaneo · 2 years
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When: 28th September 2022 Where: Trading Outpost Who: @rohawkins​
It was a past time. Wandering the rows of stalls at the outpost that had been thrown up and packed away day after day. Every day there were new things to find, and she had coins burning a hole in her pocket. She was a business women after all, and a lover of fine things. She liked to spend her money just as much as she liked making it.
She was moving slowly around one stall who’s table was laden with obviously stolen but gorgeous pieces of jewellery. She wasn’t one to wear items her own crew stole, except in the rare occasion, but this was fair trade as far as she considered. She had her sights set on one piece, a fine gold chain dotted with just as fine emeralds, and had just picked it up when she felt someone knock into her, causing the object to fall to the ground. Tourists. 
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delux2222 · 2 years
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Happy Birthday, Paul Muni (1895-1967)
Howard Hawks' "Scarface," 1932
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leepackett · 2 years
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When: 18th September 2022 Where: Howl at the Moon Who: @dontlookorph​
Lee’s job at Howl was definitely the favourite of the three, but it was also the one he did the least and that paid the least, figures. Normally his spot was on the door, his boss making use of the pretty face to entice people in, the burlier scarier guards posted inside. Tonight was no different, and Lee was leaning against the wall out front, the busy line now all inside, when a familiar face walked by. It only took him a moment to clock it. “Hey, it’s you!” 
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biboyhalo · 2 years
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if youre wondering what the talk between dream and bad looked like that dream mention in chapter 6 below u have a little moment from it that i wrote :]
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"I just... I don't know, Bad." Dream takes a deep breath. "I don't know how to approach it with him."
Bad hums, a long and thoughtful sound.
"Well. We are no strangers to love, Dream." he starts after a few moments. "You know the rules! And, frankly, so do I."
"Right." Dream frowns at Bad's peculiar choice of words. But Bad's advice, no matter what kind of flowery and odd language he wrapped it in, always tended to make sense. So he listens.
"He has to know, that a full commitment is what you're thinking of." Bad continues. "There has to be no doubt that he wouldn't get this from any other guy."
"Yeah, I know that much." Dream groans "But how-"
"Well, you just gotta tell him how you're feeling Dream. You gotta make him understand." Bad emphasises his words with force. "That you're never going to give him up. You're never gonna let him down. Think about it, are you going to run around and desert him? No, never!"
"I wouldn't-"
"Well he needs to know that you're never going to make him cry. He has to be sure you're never going to say goodbye."
"Yeah, but-"
"Dream, tell me this." Bad pauses, not letting Dream get a word in thats unprompted. "Are you gonna tell a lie? Or hurt him."
"Never." Dream quickly replies. He would never. "And that's all very easy to say, but you know how he is!" Dream groans, leaning back in his chair. "He's like, allergic to honesty. He smells when someone's trying to be genuine like a mile off and makes sure it doesn't happen."
Bad takes a deep breath. "You've known each other for so long, haven't you?" Dream confirms with a soft hum and Bad continues. "Maybe his heart's been aching, also, but he's just... too shy to say it."
"I don't know..." Dream considers it for a second. "Maybe."
"Dream, from what you've said... To me it seems like inside, you both know what's been going on. It's like you both know this game, and you decided you're going to play it."
Dream scoffs. It does feel that way sometimes, with George. It has been for a while.
"So when he asks you how you're feeling, he can't tell you he's to blind to see. That you're never going to give him up."
"Right-"
"Never going to let him down. Never gonna run around and desert him."
"Hold on-"
"Never gonna make him cry" Bad puts his most dramatic voice on. "Never gonna say goodbye."
"Wait. Did you just fucking-"
"Never gonna tell a lie" this time a melody sneaks into his words. "And hurt you~"
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im so sorry but also uve just been rick rolled
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z0uis · 2 years
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Louis on his current relationship with Zayn
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hey-color-palettes · 2 years
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Can I get a pallet for someone named Milk Bug, preferably with pink and cyan?
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