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Hiring a whole orchestra to play an off tune âhot crossed bunsâ was probably the most fun any of those instrumentalists probably ever had
#may also have technically been â3 blind miceâ#wonder if itâs the actual dw orchestra#doctor who#me being me#3c#+#*
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trick or treat!!
(iâm dressed as lightning mcqueen)
U look into ur rearview mirror and see this , wyd ? (Celegorm, caranthir + curufin)
Happy post halloween!đ
#LIGHTNING MCQUEEEEEEN#nails replies#3C#celegorm#caranthir#curufin#sorrwwyyyy this is so late#i'm just now having access to a drawing pad again! gonna doodle the remaining treats now:)
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Romantisch
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#eossa#theme maker#tumblr theme#aidpaidcontent#support content creators#responsive#full npf support#price: prm#1c#2c#3c#sidebar#blog#my codes#my themes#theme 14#t14 romantisch
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little character design for icy :)
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âż đ€
#uploads#hair#curl#3c#3b#2c#3a#photography#aesthetic#hair goals#mood#vibes#girlcore#long hair#curls#girlblogging#black hair#rapunzel
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aaaaand the second part of my secret santa for @tansypaws . birdgang rise up
#threeclans#3c#my art#fogclan#cuckoopaw#i actually went back and forth on whether to do black billed or yellow billed for a while with this btw.#ended up going with ybcu because.... Well. Yellow :)
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The MINT!
@threeclans
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doodles from a few weeks ago đ„đ„
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352. Tea in America (Agents of Shield)
Title: Tea in America
Link:Â https://archiveofourown.org/works/59513956
Platform: AO3
Creator: MeggeiJolly
Work Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Agents of Shield
Rating: Gen
Pairing: Leo Fitz/Jemma SimmonsÂ
Word count: 3132
Warnings: none
Number of comments: 3
Completion Status: complete
Short summary/description:Â FitzSimmons donât meet in the Academy, they meet years later in a coffee shop, bond over tea and complaining about their annoying co-workers. Until they discover who they are really working with.
Snippet (max. 200 words):
Jemma nodded. âIt is. It almost reminds me of the fancy high tea places my grandmother would take me to every time I finished a degree.âÂ
âEvery time? Do you have multiple degrees?â
Jemma blushed prettily. âI have two PhDs, but she started to take me when I got my A levels, so we went more than twice.âÂ
âMy uncle tried to take me to the pub for the first time when I got my A levels. That did not go well.âÂ
âWhy not?â
âWell, I was way too young and they wouldnât serve me no matter what he said. So he took me home in a huff and gave me a beer and some whiskey anyways. I was sick as a dog and my head still hurts when I remember how much my mum yelled.âÂ
Jemma laughed and Fitz joined her, glad his story had amused her.Â
#submission#ao3#ff#aos#lfxjs#3k#3C#MeggieJolly#fitzsimmons#archive of our own#agents of shield#leo fitz/jemma simmons#one shot#complete
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expression headshots of my character locustkit from @threeclans
commissions: open
#wcrp#warrior cats#warrior cats art#warrior cats oc#warrior cats roleplay#wcrp oc#threeclans#warrior cat oc#feral oc#feral furry#3c#own art#made a stupid joke piece using these#but they turned out good on their own so#Also this mfs design gave me sooo much trouble truly embarrassing#locustkit
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Family quarrels: 1963 Lancia Flaminia 3C Sport by Zagato
This 1963 Lancia Flaminia Sport Zagato 3C coupe is a rare find. One of only 599 Zagato-bodied Flaminias ever built, this numbers-matching car features a stunning gray exterior and a beautifully preserved original cream leather interior.Originally purchased in Milan, the car carries a storied past, including a 40-year tenure with renowned Lancia aficionado Howard Pfitzman in London. The car was aâŠ
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Youâre probably so over the prompts about 3Cs but god you have a golden story here, I canât stop thinking about it literally every day, imagining what could happen you know ? Iâm a big fan of your work but this one is addicting, canât wait to read more about this one, Iâm looking forward anything, any prompt, any CRUMB
Anya was the luckiest woman alive.
She kissed Ravenâs giggles as she tossed her wonder woman mask away, finding the girlâs mouth in a fit of laughter of her own. Raven sighed contently and made more room for them in the passenger seat. The 20-year-old Malibu groaned, but held firm as she spread her legs on top of Anya. Raven was always blabbing about how soon the car would be vintage, the old grandma holding firm for two generations of Reyes. That seat had seen its fair share of college kids making out on top of it, and Anya didnât mind adding a few miles tonight.
As the windows fogged and pants grew unnecessary, Anya was ready to invite Raven back to her apartment, but a loud noise outside made them stop.
âIf anyone hit grandma, I swear to GodâŠâ Raven said as she rolled the window down, the music from the Halloween party they had abandoned filtering inside.
âLexa, wait!â
Anya was so ready to ignore whatever commotion was going on, but Clarkeâs voice broke her away from Ravenâs neck.
âGriffin?â Raven asked, but Clarke ignored the girls in the car as she ran past it.
âClarke, let that shrimp go.â Another voice joined Clarkeâs, and Anya peeked out the window.
She saw Lexaâs bee antenna stomping away, and Clarke was trying to follow in her cumbersome honey jar costume, but another woman stopped her. âCome on, Clarke, stay. Iâm sure sheâs fine.â
Anya growled when she saw Nia, the party host and also the host of one of the greatest sticks up her ass. Everyone on the lacrosse team hated Nia. She was on the team because of nepotism alone (her aunt dated their coach) and she made everyoneâs life miserable with her lack of talent and many opinions.
She threw a mean party, though.
âLetâs go back.â Nia reached for Clarkeâs arm, but Clarke shook it away.
âEverything alright, Griffin?â Raven opened the door, face steeled. She was the meanest pirate Anya had ever seen, with the fake parrot dangling from her shoulder adding to the character.
âEverything good, ladies?â Anya followed Raven outside without missing a beat, crossing her arms and glaring at Nia. Both Clarke and Nia seemed surprised at the couple leaving the parked car, though while Clarke showed relief at the sight of her friend, Nia bared her teeth in annoyance.
âWoods. Great to see you,â Nia said with the delicacy of a hammer. âYour sister just stormed out of here.â
âClarke, do you need a ride?â Raven asked Clarke, ignoring the dick measuring competition going on between the two alphas.
Clarke sniffled, a tear falling on the rumpled card box that was her honey jar, and Raven helped her friend inside the car.
âIâll drive her home.â Raven fished her keys from Anyaâs back pocket â who knows how it ended there â and kissed her cheek.
âIâll go after Lexa with my bike,â Anya said, returning the kiss.
Give it to Lexa to cockblock her sister.
Spotting the shaking bee was easy, but convincing Lexa to go back to Anyaâs apartment took some time. Lexa finally relented under the frosty rain, her bee antenna squashed under Anyaâs spare helmet as they drove away.
âIâm fine,â Lexa said between trembling teeth, though she sighed in relief when she held the steaming mug Anya placed in front of her. Her red, hard fingers thawed under the warmth, and so did her rage.
Anya eyed her sister, noticing the running makeup, the red nose, the stained bee costume. It wasn't always that Lexa looked like a mess, but that night was one of those days.
âAre we going to talk about it?â Anya asked, pouring honey into her own mug.
Lexa took the tiniest tea sip.
Anya would hate this so much less if making Lexa talk about her feelings wasnât like pulling overgrown wisdom teeth. âWhy did you storm out?â Anya probed, searching for an angle. âAnd why is Clarke upset?â
âSheâs upset?â
Bingo.
Lexaâs red eyes widened, but then she frowned.
Anya checked Ravenâs texts since they parted:
Raven Babe 00:37am
Griffin is crying.
I think they fought. Ask Lexa.
We stopped to get chocolate and honey. Her costume is surprisingly effective.
âRaven is with her now,â Anya said, flipping her phone face down on the table before Lexa could peek. âSo, are you still drunk or?â
âUgh,â Lexa said intelligently, lowering her forehead to the table. âDo I sound drunk?â
âYou sound miserable.â Anya sat next to her sister, touching her shoulder and squeezing it. âSo what? You had an argument while a little tipsy. Thatâs normal, Lex. Apologize to Clarke in the morning and it will all be good.â
Lexa lifted her head from the table, her eyebrows knit. She looked like a bee who had been expelled from the hive and left to die in the wilderness if that bee was also a little drunk. âI donât want to apologize.â
A simmering kind of emotion bubbled in Anyaâs stomach, and she recognized it as anger.
âWhat did Griffin do?â Her tone didnât betray the surge in protectiveness for her younger sister.
Lexaâs head hit the tabletop again with a muted thud.
âMaybe Iâm just overreacting,â she mumbled to the abused wood that had never seen a single coaster.
Anya breathed through her curiosity, giving her sister time to process her thoughts. Lexa had always been slow to make her opinions heard, but alcohol made it like walking through molasses.
Anya waited, as some big sisters were known to do. The good ones, at least.
âShe laughed at me,â Lexa said, her voice as small as she looked. âNia was talking shit about the team, as usual, but then she said things about me and Clarkeââ there was that knot between her eyes again ââClarke just laughed.â
âIâm sorry,â Anya said, the frown on her forehead the same as the one on Lexaâs. âBut maybe she didnât mean it that way?â
Lexa nodded solemnly, processing the idea in her inebriated brain.
âClarke adores you, Lexa. Did she apologize?â
Pink blossomed over Lexaâs cheeks.
âIs that when you stormed out?â Anya asked, one eyebrow up.
Lexa nodded, but shameful consolation replaced her serious posture.
âSleep it off,â Anya said, standing up. âIt will make more sense in the morning.â
Lexa took an hour showering and used all the hot water. Anya would be mad about it another time, though she will hold against her sister the whole cockblocking thing. Anya had been looking forward to fuck Raven in her wonder woman costume.
Anya let Lexa sleep on the mattress that was usually under her bed, a little wet clump of teen hormones on the floor of her bedroom. She pretended not to, but saw the text exchange between her sister and her girlfriend, and sighed with a heavy sense of completion as Lexa drifted off to sleep.
Another night of being the best big sister ever.
Lexa 2:15am
I'm not mad
Clarke, I love you.
Clarke 2:15am
I love you too.
#clexa#ask the owl#fanfiction#drabble#clexa fanfic#3c#the three cs#just some anya content for that universe#with makeup sex when they meet again of course
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Software Design & Engineering Subject Orientation | 08.15.2024
August 15th, 2024, marked our first meeting for this subject. I felt a mix of excitement and nerves, not quite sure what to expect. Although I had some ideas about what this course might entail, the uncertainty made the experience even more thrilling. The first day was quite fun! We had an âintroduce yourselfâsession, which gave me a chance to get to know my classmates a little better. Iâm really hoping this will be a fulfilling school year.
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Vampire GerardâŠâŠmaybeâŠâŠIDK
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some artfight attacks for @freakpaw .. im obsessed with icepool still sorry
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