#Assignment 4

[rclose01]

Sample of Farah's street photography project. Looking forward to see more of this B&W project. @farahnabilselim

[heartorbit]

if we could stay connected, just like this

[lizardsfromspace]

Still confused and haunted by the Monster Factory golf ethnicity grids

[rapidhighway]

HI, i'm just gonna drop this in your lap and run actually, a future AU

Part 2

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Good morning, Sleepyhead.

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[rabb1ttrash]

Fives, please... just let him do a routine inspection in peace..

[maigetheplatypus57]

Tommyinnit could announce "Sorry guys, on further reflection I think I'm just straight" tomorrow and I would support him (questioning is so valid and we respect ppl who even dabble in exploring their identity) but he could never take away the beautiful collective insanity of the last 13 hours through memes and jokes and shitposts and "OH MY GOD????" posts i love you guys and this fucking hilarious community so much <3

[heroesriseandfall]

Tim saying that Haly’s Circus was his first memory means that Dick really has been his hero for as long as Tim can remember…Tim literally does not remember his life before Dick Grayson entered it…

[breakbleheavens]

I LOVE YOU, I'M SORRY The Secret of Us Tour — New York City, New York (Night 3) | October 14, 2024

[askfordoodles]

Varric: Say, Spooky? You're Nevarran, right?

Emmrich: That I am, Master Tethras.

Varric: You don't sound anything like Cassandra...

Emmrich: What? Why would- Of course we don't talk like the Pentaghasts. Royals are just weird like that...

Varric: ...

Emmrich: *sips tea from a skull*

[ivysangel]

Jason as a nibbler, a neck biter, a vampire. Not literally, he doesn't need blood to survive, no, but the way his mouth somehow always finds your neck, always finds a way to catch his teeth on your carotid, you'd think he did.

He comes up behind you so innocently sometimes, his hands ghosting over your hips and his hair tickling your jaw. His beautiful, soft, jet-black hair that is so quickly replaced with sharp nips of his teeth. You pull away, pushing his head back with your hand, and he groans; what did I do, his eyes say when he lifts his head to look at you. "You're biting me." you point to the teeth marks on your neck, indents a little deeper where his canines were. "I'm loving you."

You patiently wait for the day he gets carried away and accidentally draws blood, the day when the permissiveness of your flesh gives way to this indulgent behavior of his. He'll nose at the tiny droplets of blood collecting around the puncture wounds, licking and laving as a pool of iron collects on his tongue. Pulling away, looking like a wolf who's just devoured its prey, with blood smeared on the tip of his nose and his pupils blown wide.

He'd tasted blood before when he'd punched too hard, when he'd been punched too hard; the taste was always bitter in his mouth, too metallic, and always lingering long after he'd washed it away with water, but not yours. No, yours was welcome, just as bitter and metallic but also sweet? Comforting? Welcome? Yes, welcome. He'd welcomed you into his life a multitude of times, made room for you in places he'd previously thought to be too cramped. In his home, in his mind, in his heart, but the one place he could never figure out how to integrate you was his body.

Of course, he'd had sex with you, let you touch him in ways he had never been touched before, seen him at his most vulnerable, but it would never be the same for him as it was for you. You could never be inside of him the way he was inside of you. He thought he'd never know how it felt to walk around with ghosts of you inside of him the way you did when he came too deep or stretched you out too much. He thought he'd never know what it felt like to carry a part of his lover around with him outside of a material object. Now, he knew otherwise; he knew there was an alternative—a painful, bloody alternative—but an alternative nonetheless.

[rclose01]

Excellent project on felukas in Cairo and night time really adds to the visual. Kenzy take note! @lobna-behairy @kenzyhesham

Yalla to the rest of the class! one week left before the deadline.

[cinamun]

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If you would like to see this post in its entirety, it is not for the faint of heart, anyone under 18, in church, around children or the elderly:

Lessons were learned.

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And thus concludes Jayce and his wife Hope's much needed, week-long vacation. Just the two of them, reigniting their passion, remembering who they are, reflecting on their simulated lives and loving each other with the utmost intention.

As these two hit the road back home, we hope they arrive with a renewed look on simulated life as young parents. Jayce will begin his work as Chairman of the University's Board of Regents and Hope? With a little strong persuasion, she will begin looking for real estate to fulfill a lifelong dream.

Please do stay tuned to see if those dreams become a reality.

[funkle420]

Turbo Granny blunt rotation WIP

[heartorbit]

revstar emu save me

[formulanni]

Lando Norris as Death:

The Death card is a symbol of endings, rebirth, and transition. The thirteenth card of the major arcana comes at the end of one life phase and marks the beginning of another. This is a time of meaningful transformation.

This card also encourages you to welcome the emerging change with open arms and an open heart. As you move forward, do so with hope and trust. Trust in the wisdom of life’s cycles, knowing that even as one door closes, another opens, and the next phase holds the promise of new experiences, growth, and opportunities. Embrace the transformation, for it is through these cycles that we truly come alive.

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