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ubejamjar · 1 month
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┊ Wondrous Tails ┊ One ┊ Teaching Each Other
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The sword does not sing for her, the stars do not speak to him. It is a cycle of try and fail, try and fail, try and fail. Still they persist, sharing these pieces of themselves with each other, for it is not skill they seek, but the simple pleasure of time spent with someone who feels like home.
-> My Wondrous Tails card <-
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Petket sketch from the other night I didn’t finish
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They having a sleep over :3
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smashlovesscream · 6 months
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8Ar4rV4/
Growls
LIDARRALLY MY MAN
MY MALE WIFE
SOOOOOO BAD
IM SO DOWN BAD FOR THIS MAN
FOAMING AT THE MOUTH SHAKING
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nevern0thing · 4 days
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mequetrefis · 7 months
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free him
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shoshohtani · 9 months
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angels won yesterday woop woop 🙌🏼 3 games from the wc spot
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samipekoe · 3 months
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my beautiful chicken wife
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hyolks · 2 months
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sometimes he feels melancholy about it
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spoopup · 2 months
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chilchuck screaming
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halorvic · 4 months
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🐌🥳
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housecow · 3 months
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pic from this morning… it’s getting so hard to hold them up 🥲
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hungwy · 4 months
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The Frenchman wore an ugly button up shirt with a cheeseburger pattern battering every inch of fabric. "The cheeseburger is the food of Americans", he explained, "and Americans are vain." The associations between Americans and vanity and Americans and cheeseburgers were so strong he could not help but circuitously assume cheeseburgers were also some product of extravagant New World psychological masturbation, rather than a meal of somewhat pitiful necessity, or worse, a product as European in origins as he was, and even here he could not escape the disinterested rabble of the burgs and becs at home. Here the Frenchman was a strange, grumbling, conceited man rummaging through a cold pile of hash browns in a rickety diner in a forgotten plain of middle America, once again among the poor and old and settled. Meanwhile the burger had spread from far more innovative immigrants than he to all corners of the lands through its satisfaction of need and easy digestion. It was pitiful that such a soul, in trying to keep inflated that buoyant pride which gave him life in this sea of corn and depression, unable to avoid his failure in the arts overseas, felt the need to invent and then attack strange symbols and ideologies through highly unusual means, such as ironically wearing a cheeseburger shirt. In a way, he had brought a sort of avant-garde to the old town, just as misunderstood here as it would've been anywhere else, for not only was it baseless and stupid, but seemingly mad. He would pretend to be obsessed with burgers--in a way he was--in order to more fully accentuate his hatred for them.
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jung-koook · 9 months
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how could he be this charming~
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kentopedia · 3 months
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satoru gojo, who’s loved you from afar until your husband dies in shibuya. who helps you back up on your feet when you’re not sure you have any reason to live. who helps you raise the child you were supposed to have with kento, even though he’d never even known of her existence.
you learn to love satoru, and he loves you and your daughter just the same. but you will always ache a bit, chest twisting in pain, when your daughter, with her pretty brown eyes, starts calling satoru dad.
and though you see traces of kento in her everyday, you never correct her. satoru is content to play the role of the father, though they look nothing alike, and she will question it when she’s older.
but, for now, it’s easier. there’s no good way to tell a child that her real father is a man she will only know through photographs.
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ispyspookymansion · 10 months
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transmasc butches and transfem butches are not at odds with each other, in fact theyre – no….thats private….i shant say
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comikadraws · 15 days
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Moar baby Uchiha brothers <3
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