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Hello my lovely Moots and Lurkers

I try not to spam posts about my stories... mostly because I don't want to sound like those damn seagulls from Finding Nemo

But I'd like to ask you all a favor.

If you have read Soulless Prince (or if you haven't, here's your chance!), could you hop over to the contest page and vote for me?

I'd really appreciate it!

Thank you all so much!

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VIKTOR & ROLF Couture Spring/Summer 2023 (part 2) if you want to support this blog consider donating to: ko-fi.com/fashionrunways

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New chapter today!

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wow okay i'm sorry that you find me so unsettling and hard to be around because i look almost exactly the same as i did before i died but something just isn't quite right and my personality isn't the same as i was in your (honestly pretty unfaithful and self centered!) memories of me and you're kind of starting to regret raising me from the dead. as if it's my fault 🙄

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Making small rouge paper that people use for makeup in the past by 许潇潇xu xiaoxiao

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New chapter today!

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New chapter today!

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oh my god. og my god. the symbolism of it all

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three different people on my post about installing a trashcan outside my house have now complained that people SHOULD be holding onto their trash instead of just tossing it in random people's yards ("it's not that hard!"). like... good for you; do you want a fucking prize? we could engrave a nice little "congratulations on missing the point!" placard for it and everything.

meanwhile, my yard continues to not have beer bottles in it anymore.

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local household cuisine in urumqi乌鲁木齐, salted milk tea, beef dumplings in sour tomato soup, seasonal vegetables salad

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nondelphic advice: don’t kill your darlings; just exile them to a side story.

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my kid has started to write stories and like, no lies, they’re funny as fuck

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The villain decides to do the classic "team up to defeat a common foe" trope but it's been taking a lot longer than they had expected,the heroes are getting emotionally attached and it's starting to get weird.

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New chapter today!

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Writing Prompt #2889

"You disgust me."

"Disgust or arouse?"

"...get out of here."

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Consumers should always be on guard against credit card scams

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Jerome hmmed. “You excited?” Buckling his bag closed again, he shoved long, greasy strands of hair out of his face.

“I would certainly rather be anywhere but here.” Dunn adjusted the tail of his own dark hair, realizing it had gotten loose when he’d broken into a run. “But I do need to apologize to Willow in person.” He sighed. “That’s going to be a task, for sure.” He would’ve offered Jerome the opportunity for a hot bath before he left, but he knew the man would refuse. He couldn’t help but smile at the idea of apologizing to Willow, though. They’d been in the temple together since they were children. They’d been lovers half their lives. He wasn’t always the best at making her feel appreciated, but he did love her with every fiber of his being, and he would find a way to make it up to her.

“Why?” Jerome asked.

“You’ve seen her,” Dunn pointed out. “I bet she’s been pissed every time you give her mail.”

Jerome laughed. “That she has! Though I’m not sure if she’s pissed about receiving your letters or if it’s the baby.”

“Baby?” Dunn asked. Confused, he stared at Jerome.

Jerome stared at him in return for a long moment. “She’s about ready to burst, looks like. I don’t know how you two are going to hide a baby at the clinic, though.”

“What?” Dunn asked.

“What do you mean what?” Jerome asked, grabbing Dunn’s shoulder as he stepped closer in concern. “Did you… not know?”

“Demons!” someone in the camp shouted.

Frozen as he tried to process Jerome’s news, Dunn stared at him. Willow’s pregnant? But…

Jerome shoved him. “Dunn!” he shouted.

Blinking back to reality, Dunn focused on Jerome, “What?”

“Demons!” Jerome shouted, shaking Dunn’s shoulders.

All around them, the camp had come to life, soldiers grabbing gear and running toward the horde. A rustling of leathery wings rose above the din. That sound was like ice water dumped over his soul, bringing him back to reality.

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