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#your morning shot
dootznbootz · 3 months
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Odysseus and Menelaus share a kylix of "Loving Your Wife Juice" every morning before they head out to fight.
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mattodore · 3 months
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delphi, bitten pack member, mate
#river dipping#delphi sol#lykos#ts4#ts4 edit#ts4 cas#simblr#no good morning just immediately firing shots LOOK 🫵 AT HER 🫵#GOD............................... WEREWOLF WOMAN WHO WILL TEAR INTO ME WITH HER CLAWS AND REVEL IN THE WARMTH OF BLOOD I WANT YOUUU#SHE'S SO SEXY LIKE. SAID THIS OVER ON PF ALREADY BUT I NEED TO BE FOUR FINGERS DEEP INSIDE HER ALREADY#FACE FIRST IN HER BREASTS LIKE. DYKERY IN MY MIND THE LIKES OF WHICH YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVEEEEE RN#FEMMES............. I AM YOURS ALWAYS AND FOREVER <3#...me thinking delphi is the sexiest woman alive aside... look at her pointy wolf ears sticking out!!#and yeah... her and ria both have scars on their throats. they gave them to each other :)<3#they're werewolf soulmates..... of course it's that intense and serious they had to wound each other#delphi's is from when ria turned her but ria's is from delphi wanting to mark ria back... normally it'd heal but :)#ria is a born wolf and delphi is their little werewolf mate... which means they don't heal like a wolf would at delphi's hands#delphi's not a born wolf tho so </3 not the same for her. but turning scars always stay with the body along with any other wounds#that were already there at the time of turning...#<- this is real lykos story lore so. don't look too closely at ria's scars from that last post. they don't actually make sense#i just thought wow... those are sexy. and put them on her kjdgfkhfn#none of the lykos ocs' scars are canon until i make them myself#but dionte's eye scar and delria's throat scars are canon!! i'll make custom ones one day but for now! i'm just rocking with what i've got
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fizzytoo · 9 months
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happy birthday, adrien <3
and this shot of adrien digging his nails into rua's back..... good for him good for him
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degloved · 5 months
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you can pry post-canon 'shitty motels and a life on the road until they settle down in some fuckass bumfuck nowhere little town' hoffstrahm out of my cold dead hands !! post-canon 'jagged edges turned smooth while Learning How To Love In A Way That Works For Them' hoffstrahm you will always be famous to me
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beaft · 5 months
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accidentally went full victorian orphan boy mode (low iron/blood sugar crash) at the dr today and it was like the worst possible time for it to happen bc the nurse was asking me all these questions and i was just fighting for my fucking life trying not to put a hand to my fevered brow and topple elegantly to the floor
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desceros · 5 months
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now i can finally leave surprises in your inbox HEHEHEHE
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minticai · 7 months
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@spixi firmly believe that everybody deserves to be kabedoned by kunikida at least once in their life
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thisisntreaver · 1 month
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Reaver: constantly kills artists for not capturing his essence people and currently holding her parents hostage
Penelope Chumley:
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 4 months
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𝔘շ – 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 (ℑ𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔒𝔣 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢)
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The human body is so weak.
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knowlesian · 2 years
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the duel really is such a peak izzy moment
it starts because izzy demands there be a duel, ed’s like ‘nooo, how about we don’t though’ and izzy is like oh but i am GONNA, ed, if you won’t merk that fluffyhaired rich fuck already then I WILL
izzy initiates; izzy sets the parameters and the consequence that if the loser survives, they have to leave the ship
and he does that assuming he won’t be the loser, because uh… have you met stede bonnet, this is a p fair assumption to make
but then izzy loses by winning via a broken sword and a particularly sturdy mast  (spared no expense!)
and he’s like …wait, i have to leave? wtf you’re going to make me stick to and abide by the terms of a duel i insisted had to happen and personally set forth the terms for? FUCKIN I HATE DEALING WITH THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY OWN ACTIONS, EDWARD, YOU KNOOOOOW THAT, THIS IS SO UNFAIR. HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME PLAY BY RULES I AGREED TO AND TO DEAL WITH THE PRIZE I DECIDED SOMEONE WOULD WIN, WHEN I MADE UP THAT PRIZE I ASSUMED I WOULD NOT BE IN DANGER OF WINNING IT MYSELF SO YOU CAN SEE HOW NOW THIS SITUATION IS UNFAIR, WHEN IF I WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE I WOULD BE SMIRKING AT STEDE AS HE VERY FAIRLY ROWED AWAY BECAUSE THEM’S THE BREAKS, BONNET, AND CELEBRATING A JOB WELL DONE
i get the man’s got a case of butthurt so epic he could write his own little song about it and he is the picture you see when you google ‘what’s the human personification of an own-goal’ and i have also been a big dumb dummy when faced with the consequences of my own actions irl and know that general feeling but it’s like. izzy. babycakes. ol buddy ol pal, when you start a stupid game and set up what will happen to the loser and then you end up said loser, you have nobody to blame but yourself when you have to row off alone with your stupid prize.
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Delusional enough to think I could actually pull an nhl-er but not so delulu as to actually attempt it 🤪
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milkweedman · 10 months
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Genuinely spending 2 hours a day just prepping the fiber, RIP
To be fair at least a third of that time is pushing the executive function button so I can start the next nest. They're unfortunately one of those activities that has enough steps that each one feels like it's own separate thing, so I have to Start Task each damn time. So there's a 5-10 minute cooldown between them.
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Got 9 nests, I think (on top), middle is some fleece that's already had a lot of locks picked out so it's kind of jumbled, bottom is combing waste.
#That's how all fiber prep is for me... I bet if I was actually medicated it'd go faster#but what can you do.#anyway ive done similar things. 2021 tdf i was carding rolags as i went#but those are so much faster !!! like 2 minutes at most and usually closer to 30 seconds for a rolag that takes#around the same amount of time to spin as a nest of top#meanwhile the nests are 10 minutes each IF i have already picked the locks. which ive started doing bc it feels a little faster#and earlier this year i was spending an hour to an hour and a half before work every day combing southdown babydoll for sock yarn#but i was also spinning that up on supported spindles (i spin 3x slower on those than on my wheel) and over the course#of like a 10+ hour shift#so it felt a lot more reasonable#im combing more of this shetland per day than i was the southdown for sure#but yeah it spins up so much faster that its like. whole morning: combing#tiny but nice part of afternoon: actually spinning the top#idk a ton about how ancient people prepared their wool... definitely need to find some info bc it would be fascinating to know#but carding cloth is a pretty recent development in the grand scale of how long humans have kept sheep#so.... yeah i can imagine youd need like 4 kids combing the wool just to keep up with one experienced spinner#or else that one spinner is spending all damn morning prepping wool#its not a great nighttime activity bc if you cant see real well then your prep really suffers#easier to spin in the near dark than prep in the near dark by a long shot#idk ! cool to think about#im rly intruiged by sally pointers video on that blackthorn hand hackle thing (i cant remember the name RIP)#feels like it could comb wool too ? or at least you could try and then make something better when that failed#but a comb of some kind is just gonna be the easiest thing to make if nothing else ...#palm comb#tour de fleece#tour de fleece 2023#wool prep
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moregraceful · 10 months
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put 712 of the worst words ever put in a google doc tonight BUT! it is 712 more words in the google doc than i had yesterday. this fic will be more than 2k, so help me god
#the past six months have been so weird after posting over 200k last year (including the longest fic i've written since bandom)#i think i would have been fine continuing to post 1-3k one shots all year if i had not just had to request extended time off of school#but between that + having no idea if i have a regular schedule at the library + my nonprofit boss sending a harrowing welcome back#i'm like by god jason robertson we are going to take a couple of leisurely 7-10k+ strolls to get you a boyfriend or two this summer#well all that + being horrendously writers blocked on the other two longer projects lmfao oh my god#10k deep in one and every time i open the google doc a portal to hell opens up in my living room#0k into the other bc every time i open my outline another different portal to hell opens up in my shower#i get no rest. i get no peace. every morning i wake up and 5 more demons are- oh my god#bro my fucken train of thought just got completely derailed by spotify. i know i'm the last person in the world to know this but#3oh!3 and big freedia remixed rebecca black's friday?? and it's completely unlistenable?? girls what did you do#3oh!3 kill me bc no time traveler ever took their faces in hand and kissed them gently on the forehead and looked into their eyes#said ''please focus on coloradosunrise it will literally course-correct the trajectory of your career from frat house gimmick to#rowdy but respectable indie edm artists. you can remain true to your warped tour dirtbag origins but you HAVE to develop THAT sound''#like the chainsmokers are a joke but i feel like THAT + ANGRY EMO GIRLS + THEIR TOTAL DISREGARD FOR MARKETABILITY... could have been THEM#when the piano drops?? hello?? i had so many mental breakdowns in college listening to that song they could have defined a generation#like who else is gonna get noah cyrus and ashe and gayle and olivia rodrigo's vision. only warped tour dirtbags.#me @ myself [so lovingly]: what are you talking about. how old are you#me @ myself: talk to me abt earth 2 in which 3oh!3 remixed i got so high that i saw jesus....and it whipped ass#also. i had to google how old i was. THREE TIMES last week.#the minute i turned 32 apparently i was like i'm in my mid-30s now the rest of this decade is NOT my business until i turn 38#this post was supposed to be an uplifting reminder to myself to keep pushing forward and trying hard and to not let the rot consume me#but i think i just drove off a cliff like fully my god#i need listen to big freedia more she rules#fresno oilers.txt#another banner day in the tags with kasper moregraceful
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lover-boyxoxo · 4 months
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 Warm sunlight peeks out through the gap in the bedroom curtains and falls over your eyes. You shift under the covers slightly, your cheek pressed against your pillow as you adjust your weight to lie further to the side and almost onto your stomach. The feel of soft lips against your bare shoulder blade rouses you further from sleep. A small stretch overtakes your legs as a smile tugs at the corner of your lips. You hear your boyfriend’s low hum as he continues to pepper lingering kisses across your shoulder and up your neck to the bottom of your jaw. His arm wraps around your middle and he pulls you tighter against his chest.
“Good morning my love,” his morning voice rumbles in your ear along with a chuckle that follows soon after. “How’d you sleep?”
“Mmmn,” you groan and settle back into the mattress, sleep threatening to pull you under yet again. “Good,” you manage to respond in a whisper, not wanting to disturb the peaceful morning. “You?”
“Minus you stealing the covers and shoving me all the way to the edge of my side,” he teases and punctuates his accusation with a kiss to your neck again before adding, “I slept pretty well.”
He chuckles as you lazily smack your hand against his thigh behind you. 
“Lies, I sleep like a log. I barely move,” you offer as rebuttal and snuggle into his arm tucked under your head. You feel his weight shift as he props himself up to hover just above you and kiss your cheek. 
“Is that so? Oh, well, I must’ve been dreaming then,” His sarcasm cuts through the gravel in his voice and he chuckles again at your attempt to hide away from his wake up kisses.
“Stooop,” you groan. “I’m not ready to be awake yet.” He lets out a soft laugh and rolls you onto your back before resting some of his weight on you to hold you in place, earning him another groan. 
“But I’ve missed you, Love,” he whispers against your skin as he places lingering kisses to the side of your neck that was previously buried in the pillow. The weight of him soothes you, the warmth of his bare chest seeping into yours. 
“You were asleep,” you counter, though your voice has no real heat behind it.
“So what? I can’t miss you in my sleep?” 
“No,” you chuckle as his lips pass over a particularly ticklish spot below your earlobe and you turn your head to avoid his advances. He lifts his head and looks down at you, his mahogany brown hair a mess as it falls in front of his face slightly. 
“So grumpy this morning,” he teases, his eyes falling to linger on your lips before returning to your eyes. “Do I need to feed you? Or does the gremlin prefer caffeine this morning?”
“You could kiss me,” you offer. Your eyes linger on his lips just like his had before returning to take in the color of a stormy sky that swirls around his irises. 
“I’ve been kissing you,” he answers in a low voice, noticing your gaze but not moving in to close the gap.
“Everywhere except where I want you to.” you grumble back. The slightest smirk tugs the corner of his lips at your pout. His eyes fill with a low heat before moving back to look at your lips again and remain there.
“Say please.” You feel the rumble of his command through his chest even though his volume remains barely above a whisper. A shiver snakes up your spine and you silently curse your body for being so reactive to him. After a long moment, you relent.
“Please,” you whisper. A second later, his lips meet yours and your eyes flutter closed. He gives you slow, lazy open mouth kisses as his free hand comes to rest against the side of your neck; his thumb rubbing back and forth over the line of your jaw. You swear you could kiss him forever and never grow tired of it.
“Still grumpy?” he whispers against your lips before pressing a couple more pecks against them. You let out a breathy sigh and open your eyes just enough to look at his eyes again.
“I haven’t decided yet,” you answer in a teasing voice. He chuckles and leans down for another series of soft kisses. You slide your tongue over his bottom lip, asking for entrance to deepen the kiss.
“Mm mmm,” he hums in amusement, denying your silent request and pulling away, but not moving off of you completely. “Not until I’ve confirmed you are no longer grumpy and you are completely awake.”
You grumble a response and move to sit up. He moves the rest of his weight off of you and sits up beside you; leaning back on his hands as his gaze drinks in your form. The sheets fall into a puddle at your lap as you raise your arms up in another blissful stretch; pulling the sleep from your muscles completely. You finally allow a smile to spread over your face as you lean in and place a soft kiss to your man’s cheek.
“Good morning baby.” Your voice is soft as you return his earlier greeting. He smiles, the warmth of it flooding his eyes, and he shifts forward to press another quick kiss to your lips.
“Good morning.” He pats your thigh before moving to get up and out of bed. “Let’s start our day. Food or Caffeine?”
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mousiekosmos · 1 year
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i have this headcanon that scara genuinely has the shittest alcohol tolerance on planet earth because ei just didn't? factor in the idea that human beings tend to have vastly different tolerances depending on the person? she just knew that drinking that funky juice made people red faced and stupid and rolled with it
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