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bro the last three minutes of Joker Deux? it doesn’t make up for whatever the fuck was going on for the rest of the movie but that part? the commentary that that part alludes to is what made the first movie so great wtf I’m mad
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yes, I could be an adult an buy a knife sharpener orrrrr I can have an excuse to every once in a while call my dad and ask him to sharpen them for me lol
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happy Three Paychecks Month to those blessed enough to celebrate it on this maiden month of 2025
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“Regret” palette for Anders? :)
Beautiful choice!
+ without the palette
And thank you for the ask! 🪷✨
#you know in Ferris bueller when he stares at the art and the art stares back#and it’s like there’s nothing but him and the art?#idk but I’m really digging this#like I legit stared at this for a long while
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watching your toddler mimic your anxious tics is uhhh eye opening
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can’t stop thinking about Joel only being quiet when your life depends on it, like when silently tip toeing away from clickers or escaping enemy raider camps . otherwise, he’s noisy wherever he goes. he’s always humming, always whistling a bright tune. he schleps around, dragging his heavy boots, or pacing heavy footed around your dilapidated home with its thin, worn carpeting.
when he’s not snoring he mumbles in his sleep, the sentences an incoherent, jumbled mess. whenever he bends, whether to pick something up off the floor or to settle between your legs, a groan rattles in his chest.
he comes home from hunting, pushing the door harder into the frame than he needs to. grunting as he peels his coat off his tired shoulders, loudly kicking his shoes into the closet. and he’s noisy when you lower onto him, praising your body, praising your warm wet hole. loudly sucking purple marks onto your neck and moaning into your mouth. he chants your name, a constant prayer to his goddess, the woman he loves. and when you come undone, squeezing the thickness of him, he grunts and pants in your ear, until he fills all of you with all of him
and then, for a moment, he’s quiet as his breathing calms and his pulse slows. but the moment is short lived before he’s whispering again, his lips dragging across your chest, thanking you for being in love, and making love to an old man like him
#joel miller fanfiction#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#Joel miller smut#Joel miller Drabble#the last of us fanfiction#chantersboardwritessometimes
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ummmm
Cult of the Lamb is ridiculously cute and fun and the music is BANGIN and I got it free through psn
what a way to start the year
#cult of the lamb#im legit FAWNING (okay wrong animal but close enough) over this game lol#I need more low stakes single player games
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I have been influenced. two ppl I follow have started making sourdough starters and now im feeling ambitious
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done healing my inner child. next up is my inner teen. her highness demands a sword.
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the year is 2025
scientists are still scrambling to figure out what “zigazig ahh” is so that they can give the spice girls what they really really want
the spice girls are getting impatient
war is upon us
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that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao
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I miss cigarettes and smoking in television. the pregnant pause it allows. the stare from across the room as smoke wafts through the air. the intimacy of offering a light. it can be sexy and evil. it can be full of remorse and regret
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they’ve identified the woman that was set on fire on the subway and it was sad before but now it’s even more sad
rest in peace Debrina Kawam
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