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aisling-the-vengeful · 9 months
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The giant trolless shook low lightly under the cave systems as she pants heavily. Aisling felt a heat go through her heat and to her gut. The heat in her head that made her wanna Throw. Aisling had gained an infection from her freshly open scar across her eye and was recommended to rest up and take plenty of medicine to keep the infection from spreading to her brain. Aisling's metal tail curled under her leg and shook. Typically, she would be alright with this. But this infection, being so close to her brain, made her head feel like it had been smashed multiple times and feeling the after effects of a pounding headache with it. 
Aisling wanted to be alone. She did not want anyone to touch her or be around her for sometime. She bit the side of her cheek weakly. Her eyes open slightly to gaze at the hard wall she was facing ahead, before she closes them as the head sting.
Taking huge breaths through her massive lungs. Trying to calm her beating heat. She can hear in her pained headache footsteps coming close to her. Her nose is having difficulty sniffing of her snot drooling down her lips and not able to concentrate. Aisling hiss out low and turn her head to the sounds of the footsteps. As they come closer.
Aisling recognized the familiar bounding of walking. She lowered her hiss down as Gunmar came to her side and lowered himself beside her.
He did not say anything. Though, she can hear him grunt as he falls to his hands and hooves. His roughted tongue lapped against her forehead and then across her face. Even licking away her snot down her nose
Aisling hissed between her tusks and turned her head away from him “ this cursed pain” Aisling spoke, her throat rasped and gnarly. Throat scratchy from the dryness of her sickness.
Gunmar nudged his chin to her horn. As Aisling felt a cup come beside her head, feeling the smooth edge of it touch her cheek “ you must drink. It will help.” It wasn’t a command tone that Aisling would usually hear but Gunmar sure isn’t gonna let her go without her drinking this. She knew this anyway.
Aisling didn’t move for a moment. Taking a moment to collect herself before listening to her head and torso up to bring her chin over the cup and lapped at the water. Her tongue collects water like a dog being deprived of water. Gunmar simply watched as she drank the healing water of medicine.
Aisling tastes the flavor of the medicine in this water he brought. It made her cough and wanted to throw up. The stomach lurching and Aisling brought her head away to clench her stomach and held it in. Shaking as she smelt a bubbling smell of bile up her throat.
“ you must drink it all, Aisling. The bonemender has said it is a must.” Gunmwr says, placing a claw hand to the back of her head to stroke her hair. Aisling flinches lightly, then allows it. As she finally collects her stomach, then turns her head to where the bowl of medicine was after a second and drinks. Gunmar hand stroke the back of her neck and head to smoothly stroke the tip of his claws across her scalp.  
Aisling finished the cup and lay her head down and chin down. Not caring for her chin soaked in the water and wiped her chin across the furs underneath. Gunmar put the cup down and he lay down beside her. His arm wrapped around her torso 
“ you do realize you could get sick from this,” Aisling says. Her throat now replenish by the water snort out through her nostrils 
“ Aisling, I have survived many things. A little sickness will not affect me”
“ tsk, little sickness” Aisling would roll her eyes if her eyes weren’t shut “ you wouldn’t say that if it affected you” she lightly protested, a playful silver tone in her annoyed voice. Gunmar laughed behind her and pulled her close. Aisling just accepted as Aisling lay a wing across his back and sigh.
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chongoblog · 4 months
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Me, after forgetting to cut the top off an onion before dicing it: “Aw dammit”
The Gordon Ramsey that lives in my head: “Don’t worry there, this mistake isn’t going to ruin anything. No need to be too hard on yourself”
Me: “Wow, that’s…not what I was expecting”
Gordon: “Of course, you ought to know by now that I don’t shout at cooks just to do so. I do it because the people in hit television show Kitchen Nightmares are putting their services out into the public and claim to be good enough to have the title of head chef. You’re just some guy in your twenties making beef stroganoff for yourself and your roommate. I’m kind of a dick, yeah, but I’m not gonna scream at you for a minor mistake like this”
Me: “Oh….well…thanks”
Gordon: “You’re welcome…cunt…”
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Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:
The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition
The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man
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smokiedokie · 5 months
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I opened my copy of The Tale of the Body Thief & immediately had to close it again because of this silly little annotation
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 18 days
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License to Kitty.
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newlevant · 6 months
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Preview of Sam Long’s story, drawn by the amazing Cynthia Yuan Cheng! (@cynthiaycheng, cynthiaycheng.com)
Becoming Who We Are Kickstarter ends Dec 14! Preorder now to help us fund the book!
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bloodraven55 · 16 days
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i’ve seen too many people arguing that marcille was already a full grown adult when she went to school at 35 despite literally all of the canon evidence indicating otherwise
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mimimar · 2 months
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the woman who holds the moon
prints available here. my cover for this month's issue of baffling magazine.
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foldingfittedsheets · 4 months
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Every sales job I’ve worked has that one item. The white whale. The biggest ticket you can sell. The sale you brag about when you’re chatting with other industry people.
When I sold mattresses it was a split king adjustable base. That’s two twin extra long mattresses next to each other to make a king, but each side can move independently. They’re insanely expensive and honestly kind’ve impractical but it was the biggest ticket thing to sell.
When I sold sex toys though our white whale was the 20lb ass. It was a female pelvis, a cut out from the waist to the tops of the thighs. It was hyper realistic material and cost about $500. I definitely had bigger tickets but not in one item typically.
In my time at the sex shop, I sold three. Each time was completely different in terms of how the guy acted about buying it. The first man was a little embarrassed and shy about it. I was professional and supportive as I rang it up. Once I handed him the receipt he looked at the box. Then he looked at me.
If you’ve ever wondered how big a box has to be to fit a 20lb ass let me just tell you: it’s pretty damn big. It’s an uncomfortably large armful of box and every side has a picture of the sex toy inside on it. It’s not subtle.
“Could I get a bag….?”
There was no bag that existed that could possibly contain all that ass. “Hang on,” I told him.
I got scissors and tape and covered the box in cut up black bags. Looking relieved he picked up his purchase and left.
The next man to buy one carried it proudly to the counter; self assured and not embarrassed in the least. When I said I didn’t have a bag, but I could wrap it for him he gave a hearty shrug and hefted it into his arms, marching out the door with the butt on full display.
The last man to get one was just kind’ve an odd guy. Not creepy, but eccentric. We got along great, and as I rang him up I said, “Well one guy wanted his taped over, and one guy carried it out. What would you prefer?”
“There’s no bags?”
“No store bags. I think our jumbo trash bags in the back might fit it….?” It seemed rude to suggest putting a $500 item into a trash bag, but he wasn’t bothered.
He considered this then said, “Bring me the trash bag.”
When I delivered it to him he still managed to surprise me. Instead of shoving the huge box into it he opened the box. He took out his new $500 sex toy, and all the little things it came with, tipping them unceremoniously into the trash bag.
“There! Now I don’t have to deal with the box later!”
I was slightly stunned but agreed that I could easily deal with the trash. Then in a move I still think about with delight he flung the trash bag over his shoulder like a Santa with a sack full of ass and sauntered out the door.
If this or my other escapades made you laugh you could pop a tip into my Ko-fi! For more like this check my tag "ffs foibles".
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breakingjustxn · 7 months
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well i mean, not wrong // credits: @screamingemonight on Instagram
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wasabi-gumdrop · 1 month
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local ladies man’s signature move totally useless against autistic monster enthusiast. more on Kabru’s fumble era at 6
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lesbxdyke · 6 days
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I could think of no better way to share the news than this!
So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.
Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.
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Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!
Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)
He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!
I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!
Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:
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charlesoberonn · 8 months
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liquidstar · 7 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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filiseverus · 11 months
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The Barbie movie reminded me about how when I was little my parents were upset that I kept making my Barbie dolls kiss, so they bought me a Ken doll. The next day they found me having a funeral for poor Ken in the garden, he had died of tuberculosis. All the Barbies were in attendance and I buried him under our rose bush. The Barbies were too poor to afford a headstone (it was 1875) so I didn’t mark where the grave was and I never could find him again. He’s probably still there.
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aniseandspearmint · 10 days
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just having some fun with interesting fantasy imagery! Give it a reblog, if you play, please? And tell me WHY you picked what you picked if you want?
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