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Daytona (1973)
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#walt disney world#alice in wonderland#the white rabbit#70's#magic kingdom#the mickey mouse revue#fantasyland#orlando#florida#early 70's#1971
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#1970's#miami#florida#beach#summer#summer vibes#vhs#retro#70's#a e s t h e t i c#retrowave#retro aesthetic#vintage cars#summertime#summer days#aesthetic#sunny
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70′s/80′s/90′s Local Television New Year’s Station IDs/Bumpers Part 4 1. KNXT-TV, Los Angeles, California, 1972 2. WGN-TV, Chicago, Illinois, 1977 3. WMBB-TV, Panama City, Florida, 1984 4. WPVI-TV, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, 1984 5. WCCO-TV, Minneapolis-Saint Paul, Minnesota, 1985 6. WGBS-TV, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, 1989 7. WVTV-TV, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, 1990 8. WCBS-TV, New York City, New York, 1990 Part 1 (x) Part 2 (x) Part 3 (x)
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alpha!best friend!eddie munson x omega!reader
cw: smut, omegaverse and all that goes with it, unprotected piv an: a rewrite of a previous fic that i had once upon a time ago
The summer heat in Hawkins was unrelenting. Even though it said it was only in the 70’s, you and Eddie were both on the verge of a heat stroke in the tin box trailer that you were hiding in. The window unit was blowing cold air directly on you at full blast, but it still felt like you could melt at any moment.
“I’m headed out,” Wayne yells from the living room. “Don’t run up the power bill with that A/C unit in there!”
The two of you groan at the prospect of having to turn the air off, not wanting to even entertain the idea of having to deal with any more heat. Wayne told the two of you to stay in Eddie’s room because he’s convinced the two of you were getting sick. Apparently to Wayne is was a nice day with a cool breeze. Eddie told him he just sounds like the old people who want to move to Florida.
“Fuuuuuck this,” Eddie whines, standing up from the bed. “Now that he’s gone, I’m gonna go take an ice cold shower. At least he wont complain about using all the hot water.”
“Save some for me,” you say as Eddie rounds the bed. He gives you a quick “you got it” before disappearing into the hallway.
Once you hear the click of the bathroom door, you wait a moment before ripping your top off. You stand directly in front of the unit, reveling in the way the cool air directly hits your skin. Maybe you were getting sick, but you’d never felt like this before even with the flu. You just hoped this fever would break soon.
As you stood there listening to the sound of the shower turning on the next room over, you get a sudden urge that takes over your whole body. With Eddie not in the room, you were becoming very aware that you couldn’t smell him anymore. It was driving you nuts to not be close to him.
You look around you at all the clothes scattered around his floor and it felt like an instinct kicked in that was even greater than your want to be in front of cold air. Picking up the pieces on the floor, you begin to pile them on top of his bed on the side closest to the window. You were a little disappointed in your small pile until you spotted his slightly cracked closet door.
Pushing it open, you found the jackpot that is Eddie’s dirty clothes pile at the bottom of it. You grab as much of it as you can in one huge armful and are immediately overwhelmed with his intoxicating scent. Eddie had to have changed his soap or his cologne or something to a smell that was the most amazing thing you’d ever smelled in your life.
But it was almost too much. You felt your legs starting to give from under you the more you took in his smell. The heat in your body felt like it was reaching a peak point.
Then, without warning, you felt a flood of fluid begin to leak from between your legs. It soaked your panties and began to run down your legs with how much was coming from you. You would probably be embarrassed if you weren’t on the verge of doubling over in pain. An unholy ache hit you like a tonne of bricks causing you to fall forward onto Eddie’s bed. The smell of the clothes that your face was now buried in seemed to help a little with the pain, but it wasn’t enough to ease it completely.
A sudden need for Eddie had you calling out his name. You didn’t know if he would even be able to help, but you knew you needed him. You heard a commotion from the bathroom and the door bursts open to the bedroom. Eddie stands there, wide eyed, dripping with water and wearing nothing but a towel. The sight of him alone only made your need for him grow.
As he was about to speak, his hand suddenly comes to his mouth and he collapses against the door frame. But even as this happens he still doesn’t take his eyes off of you. You reach out a hand towards him and he does his best to stand upright again, making his way across the room to you.
“What--what happened?” He says, struggling to get his words out.
“I don’t know…I think that I might be--”
As soon as he got close to you, you were smacked with his scent so hard that another gush of fluid erupts from between your legs. You needed to be near him. Closer than you are now.
Pushing yourself off from the bed, you watch as Eddie eyes grow as wide as saucers, taking in your topless form. You crawl across the bed to get to where he stands, hand outstretched to grab onto him. But you didn’t get the chance.
Eddie’s hands grab onto your arms, lifting your up so that you were on your knees on the bed. Teetering the edge, you fall into him and make skin to skin contact with his bare, tattooed chest. Every inch of connection sent little waves of relief through you that traveled straight to where you were aching in your core. You press your face into his neck, rubbing into him and basking in his scent.
Eddie says your name in a breathless whisper, and you look up at him with lidded eyes. But as you move, you feel something digging into your stomach. Looking down you find that Eddie is making a very prominent tent in his towel, which was barely still hanging on at this point.
When your eyes meet his, you see an almost feral look in them that has goosebumps spreading all over your skin. There’s an unspoken communication between you as you stare into each other’s eyes. It only lasts a few seconds, and you swear you here the sounds of a bell before Eddie’s hands are gripping either side of your face, his lips crashing into yours with a fiery passion.
Euphoria washed over you as the two of you embraced, kissing with a fierceness that rivaled two animals fighting for dominance. But you eventually caved, letting him lean you back against his bed so that he could put his whole weight on your body. It would normally feel like too much, but in the moment it didn’t feel like it was enough. You wanted Eddie in your skin, melting into you until you were one being.
He felt broader in your grasp, maybe even taller than you were used to. Everything about him just felt like he was dwarfing you. Your hands found purchase in his wet curls, little drops of water rolled down your skin and cooled it. Even after taking a cold shower, he still felt like he was burning where the two of you touched.
His hungry kisses soon left your lips and began to trail down your cheek, your neck, until he was in the crook placing kisses on your collarbone.
At some point when wrapped your legs around his waist you must have knocked off his towel, because when you looked down you got a good view of his hard cock where it lay resting between your legs. You buck your hips up in a feeble attempt to get him closer to you, running his cock against your slick folds. Eddie moans against your skin at the contact.
“Eddie, please, need you,” you plea with him as you continue to rub against him. Eddie lets out hot air into your neck, mumbling something before he’s reaching down between you and grabbing his cock. He fumbles a bit trying to find your entrance, but when he does, he wastes no time pushing into you and beginning to stretch you out.
The feeling of his cock entering you was so relieving that you came instantly with him only part of the way in. Your slick spills from you, covering Eddie’s cock in the process and getting it plenty wet for him to push the rest of the way into you. Having his cock all the way inside you as you spasm around it was like nothing you ever felt before. You’d had sex before, but no one has ever felt so perfect inside of you as Eddie does right now.
Eddie starts to fuck you through your first orgasm, starting of with a pace that you could tell was him trying to hold back for your sake.
“Eddie, you can go faster,” you say, and he gives you a crazed smile before picking up his pace.
“Feel so fucking amazing. Holy fuck, you have no idea,” he says as he starts to fuck into you like a wild animal. He wraps his arms around your knees and pushes them up as far as they will go, using his body weight to keep himself as close to you as possible.
The look he’s giving you as he pounds into you relentlessly makes your chest flutter. It’s a mix between crazed and adoration, like you hung the moon and stars in his own personal solar system. It made you realize that maybe your not so little crush on your best friend was perhaps reciprocated. At least you hoped that all of this wasn’t just whatever hormones seemed to be pulsing through the two of you right now.
As Eddie’s thrusts became more sporadic, your grip on him tightens. Your nails dig into his back just to hang on, leaving little marks all up and down his back every time you readjust your grip. But, it doesn't last much longer before you eventually let go of him, falling back into the bed.
Eddie takes your loosened grip as an opportunity to switch things up. Before you cal full register whats happening, he pulls out of you fully and completely flips you until you’re on your knees, folded over and fully exposed to him. He wastes to time reentering you, not even giving you the change to complain before he’s really fucking into you like a wild beast. The grip he has on your hips would be painful if you were able to focus on anything other than his cock bullying your insides.
Everything at this angle was amplified, and you felt yourself being pushed close to the edge for a second time. Pretty soon your were cumming again, soaking Eddie in the process as your vision begins to go white. Your whole body tenses as you have the most powerful orgasm of your life.
The grip you have on Eddie’s cock puts him not far behind you. You begin to feel a tightness at the entrance of your pussy as Eddie’s knot begins to swell. He gives a few more shallow thrusts before he’s pushing himself as far inside of you as he can get, allowing his knot to lock the two of you together.
Hot cum begins to fill your full cunt as Eddie releases everything he has into you. Any ache that you had left over slowly melts away as you feel yourself being filled as full as you can get with Eddie’s cum.
Eddie begins to breath heavy behind you. His grip loosens, running his hands down your back soothingly as he regains his composure. It feels amazing in contrast to the rough fucking you just received from him, but you wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
After a moment of catching breaths, Eddie is able to maneuver your body so that the two of you are laying on your sides. It feels so nice to lay against him, his arms holding you tight against his chest. He rubs his face into your neck, kissing at the scent glad on the back of your neck.
“So,” you finally say, breaking the silence between the two of you. “I didn’t know you were an alpha.”
“I didn’t either,” Eddie says with a laugh. “Didn’t know you were an omega.”
“Same here,” you respond with a giggle. “Did we both present at the same time?”
“I guess so,” he shrugs behind you.
“I wonder why we presented together…”
Eddie hugs you tighter, breathing you in.
“I mean, it might have something to do with…well…”
You smile, turning back to look at him.
“I like you, too, Eddie.”
“I don’t like you,” he says, making you frown. But his next words have you beaming, “I think I love you. Like, more than just as friends. I’ve been noticing more recently how much I hate seeing you talk to other guys. I want to just lock you up and keep you by my side. Forever.”
Your cheeks flush, and you could almost cry from how happy you were starting to feel at his confession.
“I feel the same. I don’t like it when you do deals with other girls in the woods. It’s been driving me absolutely insane to see you walk out of the trees with them afterwords.”
Eddie barks out a laugh. “Trust me, none of those girls want me. I know their little games by now. I’m all yours…if you’ll have me, of course.”
“Well, considering the position we’re in, I don’t think I have any right to say no to that.”
You could feel Eddie cheesing behind you, giddy at the prospect of you finally being his girl.
“You kids still here?” Wayne calls into the trailer a little while later, but gets no response. He figures it’s best to check on the two of you in case you were getting sick. He approaches the bedroom door, giving a few knocks that also go unanswered.
He opens the door and peaks in, finding you and Eddie asleep under the covers. He feels relieved hoping that meant whatever fever the two of you were having had broken.
It also doesn’t get past him how close the two of you are. Eddie’s arms are wrapped around you tight, lips resting gently against your forehead. Wayne chuckles, closing the door behind him.
“‘bout time.”
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AITA for stealing jewelry and a few other items from my hoarder aunt?
This was a few years ago now, I wanna say maybe 2018? My dad has two sisters, Z and K. K is married to a hoarder and has some hoarding tendencies herself so their house and particularly their garage is a mess. Not biohazard levels of mess but for sure just dusty, dirty, and stuffed with with ancient unusable garbage. K and her husband don’t have any kids, they’re both in their mid-70’s and both are in pretty poor health, so Z flew down from Florida and asked my father and I to come help clean. We agreed and came down for a day.
I have a weird relationship with my aunts. K took care of their mother until she died, and until she died my father would be at his sister’s beck and call. He would frequently abandon his own family to go help K and his mother. I don’t blame him for this, he wanted to help his sick mother, but I do blame K for using him as free labor. He built the house K is hoarding in, destroying his body in the process. Now that I’m an adult I don’t really speak to either aunt, like I had no contact with Z since Z’s second wedding in 2013. K is much closer location-wise but I don’t speak to her either because she’s just kind of off putting. The last time I spent time with her we went shopping and she kept telling me stories of her miscarriage and how annoying her husband is and pointing to someone and loudly asking “you think that’s a man or a woman?” Like I understand we are family but K and Z are as close to strangers as family can get to me. This doesn’t even cover my mom’s opinion of them and their treatment of her. Both Z and K have a history of manipulation, deception, and are both very vindictive and ignorant. She hates them both to the point of paranoia. My sister and I have a similarly low opinion of them both, but we both are more tolerable, myself especially.
So we arrive and we clean, Z and I working together to throw away a bunch of shit and my father worked on installing a new dishwasher. I stumble upon this gorgeous hanging lamp that looks like a large full moon. I text my mom about it and she flips. “That’s mine,” she says, “your father and I found that on the side of the road one night when we were first married.” So I load it into my dads car because it’s so pretty and it belongs to my parents. “Hey, you better ask if you can take that” Z says and I flat out tell her that it belongs to my mom. She shrugs and we continue to work. I find another really cool set of hanging lamps and a solid wooden lamp base carved to look like a gazelle that probably belonged to K’s husband’s parents and I took those too, with no input from Z.
These items weren’t lovingly packed and carefully stored away. They were sitting in plastic bins stuffed with dozens of boxes disintegrated plastic gloves and tools that were more rust than anything else. Towards the end of the day we discover some jewelry boxes and I take those inside to go through with K. A lot of it was junky costume jewelry but there’s some incredible pieces including a pair of 14k gold hoops that look like rams heads, a cool brass ring with an enameled signet with the Sagittarius archer, and a huge silver heart pendant. I carefully set aside the items that I would like to take home and K didn’t say anything, either because she didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Finally when we got home I showed my mom all of the cool stuff I found and she kind of scolded me, saying I should have asked to take this stuff and I brushed it off by joking that this was payment for my cleaning services. She was very happy that I rescued her moon lamp though.
I’m wearing that chunky silver heart pendant today and am thinking about it again. K doesn’t have any children so the only people who would ever inherit this junk would be either myself or Z’s kids, but Z’s daughter is no contact with Z and Z’s son lives on the other side of the country. We own the property that K lives on, pay for the taxes on it and pay for the maintenance on it all without charging K anything, so even when she and her husband die my family is going to have to clean it anyway and I can assure you I would be the only person who would actually want to sift through the garbage to find cool stuff. I feel like I saved this stuff from the landfill. I wear the jewelry I took, we have that really cool gazelle lamp displayed in our living room, and my sister said she was going to use the hanging lamps I brought home for when she has her own home. But of course I technically stole all of it and for sure will not be giving it back, even if she noticed it’s missing. AITA?
What are these acronyms?
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Lost Media Found! I knew my cousin vin and said he found this game that was said be buried in sadam andler's closet. an unknown gem, known as nedm. people, and omong gamesters, know this today as "not even doom music", as stated to be a hidden pilgrim of the Meme. But in truth there has been no real answer what nedm stood for. I say it is Nintendo Entertain Dumbo Mondo! Because it was told this was one of those games id software sold their engine to and made a s****y super nintendo shooter!!wtf!?! but in truth it was just a bootleg port for the it made from New Germany. Well anyways we dug a bit deeper on this conntecting the schemy publisher of the bootleg beeing SlyEye, a third-party coop. Ties with Segtendo, idk, idc. Point being they owned the dev team GIGABAD Studio, a colleges dorm squad formed in florida. Know a guy know a guy situation between John Carmack and and Tommy Tallirico (what a bambino!) Vin played the game on Lint.tv and some of the original devs showed up! They talked about how they sold the license to the game for fucking 50k euros. I'm American so I can't get those numbers working at the moment but that's a wallop of fondue! They legit moved onto working in the industry on the side, like the type of guys you'd see in the credits but in the smallest of all texts scrolling by after a 70$ AAA game. They did mention that the bootleg is a complete botched port and the original game made for DOS-MS was vastly different in everywway, so far as saying it's as good as DOOM was but more. This was sort of a small team trying to make it big but gets swindled by the last minute type of crud. Somehow no different than the Action 52/Cheetahmen situation. They even said they had a whole comic that came with the game it was supposed to be shipped with, saying it was like a 1-to-1 story mode as the game goes on. Not a lot info spread aferwards, the stream got cut due to a DMCA takedown from the band Jerry Flintstone from copyright infringement, which alas was just a false auto flag. very luckily i was recording cousin Vinstripe, The Mafia Gamer play this game and paused to listen to the music. This was said to be the final boss's theme song or one of many. the dev said they don't know who made this. they only went by the intitials. A.M.
[ excuse the quality my roommate was downloading deadlock on steam without the thottling so it sounds like an aol.voice chat =[ ]
#nedm#midi#awful midi#lost media#lost media found! dot com! it's on the website#misinformation#unreality#....unless????
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Ok, hear me out, but Denmark, America, or France having an s/o who’s very quiet around people and gets mistaken as shy; but they’re actually just distracted by seeing how much they can tease their partner without getting caught.
I think I understood the assignment. This is a slight spice post. So be warned.
America
At a party, small gathering, to an absolute rager of a concert, you always manage to make his heart pump hard, especially to the other brain at times.
-Artistotle or some shit
This time, you were in a particularly crowded bar. Letting Alfred drabble on with other patrons about whatever it was. You weren’t contributing, just either flicking your eyes to one of the TVs closest to you, to your drink, listlessly checking your phone and….
Alfred’s eye twitches a little when he feels you pinch his ass. He was glad he wasn't mid-sentence. He reflexively reaches out his left arm to grab you by the waist. He was still fully invested in his conversation about comics with another nerd but was doing his best to try and keep you in check simultaneously. Alfred took another sip of his Jack and Coke. He’d need some lubricant not to be so riled up. He was determined to have some willpower this time.
A Cheshire cat grin spreads across your face. It's time to up the ante just a little bit more. Your hand sneakily grabs his belt; you give it a slight tug once you do, you quickly divert your attention back to your phone. Alfred looks back at you briefly before he has to answer another question.
That smile you wore didn’t fade.
Your next attack, you walked your fingers up his bomber jacket.
Alfred had to bite his lip mid-sentence this time.
‘Damm it I can feel myself begin to rise.’
He continued on with the conversation anyway.
You were trying hard to suppress a giggle.
Alfred turned his head once more to quickly whisper in your ear.
“I know what you’re doing Y/N….”
“Don’t know what you’re talking about, babe.” You boop his nose. Alfred’s face gets lightly dusted with red. Due to the alcohol and coquettish moves, he could feel blood begin to drain from his upper brain to his lower one.
‘Damn it. Couldn’t they wait at least until we got back to the apartment?’
The people he was conversing with finally noticed you and acknowledged you with a polite nod and lifted their drinks. They hesitated to do more than that since you hadn’t shown much interest in the conversation they were having. They didn’t want to make the evening awkward.
Alfred’s leather-covered hand squeezed your side. A silent warning? Or was it a cute tit-for-tat tactic he was employing? You were going to test and find out.
Swiftly, your hand gripped his swiney thigh. 30% fat, 70% muscle. You liked to feel his somewhat floppy fat.
A little more blood flowed to his lower region, making his jeans tighter. Alfred nearly bit down on his tongue, suppressing a yelp. He shifted in his seat to try and shake off your hand.
“Y/N what are you doing?” He said on the side of his mouth.
“Nothing~” You swirled your drink around in an attempt to feign a level of innocence. “Just enjoying my drink.” You take a long sip of it while you make eye contact with his cerulean hues.
Alfred raised an eyebrow.
“What? I’m just being honest.” He brings you in closer with his still attached arm and messes up your hair somewhat before giving you a forehead kiss.
“Sure you are.” Once more, Alfred was being drawn back into the conversation. He turned his head without disengaging you. He chugged the rest of his drink hopin g it could slow the flow to Florida.
Your hand suddenly maneuvered to the growing ball in his pants. Alfred had the urge to gasp loudly in pleasure. Instead, he extended his voice to assist him with getting out of there.
“Hey! Bartender! Dude! I need the bill when you have a quick second! Thanks!” He then snaps his head back to you.
“Alright, Y/N that's it game on.” He tilted your head upwards to peck your lips and both of his hands squeezed your hips.
Denmark
From the exhilaration of old daydreams & fairytales, it mixes in together with just a bit of chaos.
-Sebastian the Crab idk
The two of you had been having a wonderful time wandering the streets of Nyhaven. From the bright blues to the bold reds situated between the light whites…it all felt as though you were in a modern fairytale book. The crisp air of Fall refreshed you some as the salt from the sea filled your nostrils. It ignited an impish smile upon your face. You were only a few paces behind Mathias. As you encroached upon him, you decided to tap his shoulder from the opposite side of where you were walking. No other cyclist from the club flanked him from that side.
“What the-? Y/N are you teasing me?” Mathias continued to walk along the colorful cobblestone path. He knew he’d have to summon all of his energy to repel your flirtatious attacks.
“Nooooooo” You smile & guide your hand to quickly slap his ass.
Mathias yelps in surprise.
“Y/N being a bit cheeky today?” In turn, he pinches your butt to retaliate. You jump and playfully smack his hand away.
“Heh. Are you annoyed that you couldn’t keep up with me and the others earlier?”
“Nooooooooo.” Too prideful to admit that you were.
Mathias pinched your cheeks, which now had a rosy tint to them.
“Sure, Y/N, I believe you.”
“Hej! (Hey) Mathias, cool bike tricks earlier! I’m jealous; where did you learn them?” A fellow biker from the club commented. As he became more intertwined with the conversation mentally, you were preparing for your next attack, so much so that you neglected to converse with your fellow companions on the trip. They tried but were met with only the basic pleasantries. Your eyes roamed from scanning the ground to remembering where his other weak points were.
You bumped your elbow into his then continued to speed past him. At that moment Mathias's sapphire hues met your tantalizing (eye color) shades when you looked back looking for his reaction.
Mathias cracked a coy smile. You’d be paying for your sins later tonight. For now, he continued on with the conversation he was having with other members of the group.
You were itching to land another attack on him. A light bulb went off in your head and you were ready to try again. You slowed your pace so you could be directly behind him again.
You walked your hands playfully up his back making sure they made it up to his broad shoulders.
Mathias quickly snapped his head around to see the wide goofy smile you always had when you were messing with him. He adored that about. He swiftly grabbed your meddling hand.
“Trying to start something Y/N?”
“Hahaha. Noooooooooo. Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You flutter your eyes at him. You then pause to stand on your tiptoes so you can rub your nose against his. Mathias took that as an invitation to capture your lips for a few moments. When he finally let go he maintained your full attention with his eyes.
“You’re a bad liar Y/N.”
“So, maybe I am.” You boop his nose and gently grip his chin. You allow your bike to be fully supported by your legs while both of your arms reach up to intertwine with his perfectly spiked hair, which had been flattened slightly by his helmet. You tousle it, giving it more of an unkempt quality.
“Catch me if you can.” You hopped up on your bike & sped away, knowing your Danish lover wouldn’t be too far behind. You knew messing with his spiky hair was an invitation to a playful wrestle.
France
Romance is the passionate language of France. Nothing can defeat the suave. Except for a heart that has fallen deeply in love.
-Victor Hugo, I think
You were at another one of Francis's popular soirees that he was required to hold each month as per his government contract. Since he’d been away from you since the work he had lately was picking up. He’s been on longer UN missions trying to finish up essential deals and meet strict deadlines. So you were determined to steal all of his attention tonight.
You wandered over to your Frenchman, who had perfectly coiffed hair. It had been freshly trimmed and conditioned, giving his blonde locks a shiny quality. You were eager to run your fingers through it. You fluttered over to him, not really paying attention to the waves and gestures that allowed you to interact with others. Those people were far away from your awareness. Only one man consumed your mind.
“Good to see you again, my love?”
You kissed him on both cheeks to greet him. You stole a quick glimpse from his ocean-tinged eyes; there was a sparkle you cherished.
However, you did also see the heavy tiredness that surrounded his eyes.
“Great to see you too, Y/N.” He quickly kissed you back and grabbed your free hand that wasn’t holding your champagne flute.
“I’ll only be here for just a little while longer. I just have to finish talking to these diplomats.” Francis whispered in your ear. The tickle of his short beard felt like a siren song. How badly you missed playing with his schlong. The wait had been far too long. So you decided that you’d speed up the process. You tightly squeezed his hand and inched it closer to him, making sure your thigh could briefly rub against his. While Francis let one of the diplomats drone on about something economy blah, blah.
“You sneaky minx. I know what you’re doing~”
“De quoi parlez-vous?” (What are you talking about?) You pout before a giggle breaks out from your lungs.
Francis missed that so much. You really did know how to envelop his heart with a special type of magic. It made him feel as if he could fly.
“Francis! My good chap, what do you think?”
Breaking up the special moment that was building between the two of you. Francis gives your hand a reassuring squeeze and parts his eyes away from yours with a smile.
You decided that it was time to turn up the heat. Can’t conversate correctly when all horned up. You separated your hand from his and traced your pointer finger to spell out, ‘You should make love to me.’ You did it repeatedly to rile him up.
Francis had to bite down on his lower lip. The excitement began to build in his freshly pressed white pants. Your proposal was better than hearing this British man prattle on about numbers.
You raised your eyes to glance over at him. You could tell it wouldn’t be long before he could no longer hold his cock back.
Francis could feel the coming of Spring rushing to his neither region, making them uncomfortable. He shifted from side to side to try and stifle the uprising to no avail.
“Oui…but…” He turned his head back to you, and a bright glint flashed across his eyes. Francis knew right then that–
His hair perked up all over his body, and he jerked up with a lightning bolt of pleasure.
Francis's face suddenly turned brilliant rose.
You’d had a firm grip on his Eiffel tower.
“Well, Francis and I have some other business to attend to. I’m sure whatever you’re dealing with can be managed by you diplomats on your own.” Not caring if you made them uncomfortable with your bold and intimate display.
“Y/N…. you naughty-”
“Shhhhhhh… just kiss me Francis. It’s been too long a wait.”
#I really tried to be funny in this post#hetalia fanfiction writers#hetalia fandom#hetalia fanfiction#hetalia x you#hetalia x reader#headingalaxys spicy#hws#hetalia#ヘタリア#aph america#aph france#aph denmark
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So...I loved the new Asides short. A lot to love actually. But, Now that it is confirmed that Janus is cold blooded...this just makes you realize the hell he goes through with that.
If you're not aware, cold blooded means that one can not regulate their body temperature properly or can't produce their own body heat. So, that means Janus can't.
Reptiles must be kept between 75-80 degrees fahrenheit to be content to the highest 90-92. Anything higher than 92 is too hot. When a snake gets hot, it can get heat stroke like us, however in severe cases, it can cause them to seize and unintentionally kill themselves in the process. Florida is notorious for hot and humid climates, warm and humid is ideal for a snake but anything too heated is deadly.
On the flip side, if a snake gets too cold, below 70 degrees, it will start to enter what is called "Brumation" which is kinda like hibernation but different. During Brumation, a reptile's(or amphibian or fish) body systems will start to slow down resulting in slow moments and lethargy. They do not eat, only drink, seeing as their digestive system will slow or shut down completely. Snakes specifically choose to burrow underground or find confined spaces for any warmth they can find. If it drops below freezing, so 32 or lower, this can cause them to freeze to death. But Brumation is practically like living death, slowing down so much that not all reptiles make it out alive. However, the ones that do, have the benefit of higher fertility, better breeding success and better egg clutches....so I'm guessing Janus would be very hungry and horny after winter XD.
However, cold weather is one of the leading causes of respiratory infection in reptiles. Snakes are known for getting these. Symptoms can include nasal discharge, mouth breathing, wheezing or gargled breath, drooling or frothing at the mouth, vomiting or regurgitation, coughing, sneezing etc. If the drool or froth is not cleaned from the snake's mouth in time, it will cause it to rot off. So, if Janus got COVID, he would be screwed.
So, looking at Roman's gift, it's pretty thoughtful in the sense of "Here so you don't freeze to death, I'm not that sadistic" And Janus was kinda taken back. Like, he is aware of what he goes through and is shocked that Roman even cared to do that bit of research for the gift to get.
He was so taken back that he even felt sorry for being a bit too outlandish even if he was drunk. Which, with him saying he was having an "unhinged jaw"(which further shows he can do that), it means he's more truthful when he's under the influence. So, that means that this "cold blooded" admittance is true. Is Janus ashamed of this to the point he looks upset? Or is it genuine shock from Roman's gift coming from a thoughtful place of consideration?(even if Roman said he did it begrudgingly).
In a past post, I said that Janus could have a lot of interesting and compelling things about his genetic differences that would make for pretty neat moments. I'm glad we're getting more information about the "snake" behind the "snake man" and what he really deals with being this way. But, I feel sorry for him that he has to deal with it on a routine basic. It must be tough but he is self care so, he hopefully does his best. There's so much more yet to be confirmed about him that I hope one day will in some way but even if not, it's still a cool and intriguing thing of how a snake-human hybrid would function.
But so far, it's confirmed he's cold blooded, he sheds and he hisses with drawn out S's. (It was confirmed he sheds in a past Livestream, but he was very embarrassed by it).
Now...onto that alcohol addiction. Snakes can't consume ethanol, it actually burns their mouths and throats. It's so effective against them that it helped in relinquishing them from bites. They also don't like the smell. Like with us humans, snakes can contract liver damage from alcohol. In ancient belief however, snakes drowned in wine and left to ferment in it was beneficial to health or was believed to be. But, rubbing alcohol is deadly toxic to snakes, so much so it can dry them out, penetrating deep beneath the scales. Snakes can get accidentally drunk from eating fermented berries in the wild so, Janus's consumption of wine makes sense, however it's hurtful to him potentially. Alcohol can also be an appetite suppressor which if he drinks it routinely, no wonder we have only seen him eat cake and half a sandwich, which is not healthy enough for him. If his main consumption is wine, that is risk of overdose and drunkorexia. I know snakes can go without eating for a while but still. But, in conclusion, Janus is an unhealthy alcoholic. As much as it's funny seeing him drunk, it's shocking in the fact that he's actively hurting himself in the process if that's the case.
Anyway, I can go on and on about snakes all day but that's a future thing. Thanks to Janus, I know so much possibly useless snake information lol.
#sanders sides#thomas sanders#janus sanders#remus sanders#patton sanders#logan sanders#roman sanders#virgil sanders
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hello dreamers!
Hello, I'm sage and welcome to my blog!
My blog is home to all things witchy, 80s related, music related, all my hyper fixations, pretty much anything!
Like I said, I'm Sage! I'm a minor, infj-t and a Pisces! my pronouns are she/they!!<3
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my likes!
musical theatre
funky rings
funky makeup
singing
finn wolfhard
the tortured poets dept.
writing
painting
anything from the 70's or 80's
trixie mattel
the song florida!!!
stand up comedy
koi fish
making moodborads
byler
vinyls
Dislikes
mean people
homophobes, racstis, sexits, etc
Billy Hargrove stans/defenders
taylor swift haters (you don't have to like her, thats fine! but please do not make the fact that you dont like her my problem <3)
on that note, people who make their feeling my problem
people who don't like mike wheeler, robin buckley, max mayflied or lucas sinclair
Movies!
Footloose (1984)
It (2017)
Ghostbuster Frozen Empire (2024)
When you finish saving the world (2023)
The breakfast club (1985)
call my by you name (2019)
TV shows!
dance moms (2011-2017)
rupaul's drag race
stranger things (2016-)
Music!!
taylor swift (betty, cowboy like me, mad woman, flordia!!!)
kate bush (#1 ARMY DREAMERS STAN, hounds of love, running up that hill)
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the backseat lovers (olivia, snowbank blues, watch your mouth, intuition)
queen (killer queen, somebody to love)
cyndi lauper (time after time)
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🎩 WELCOME… TO THE A-GAYZING RIZZITAL CIRCUS! MY GAMERTAG IS CAINE, AND IM QUEER TO SHOW YOU THE MOST OHIO-SENDING, SKIBIDI EDGING, DISCORD MEWING YOU'VE EVER PHANTOM TAX, ISNT THAT, GIGA CHAD?
🫧 'THATS RIGHT SIGMA, I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOUVE GYATT IN THE KITCHEN TODAY!'
🎩 WELL, LETS NOT GRIMACE-WASTE, LETS ISHOWSPEED RIGHT INTO THE FAMILY GUY COMPILATIONS!
🎶 banban, and goku, and big chungus too, pepe, peppino, amongus, delulu!~ 🎶 gay after gay after day we fry, as the renegade pokimane makes us cry 🎶
🐰 ''gayine, is this another goofy ahh grassy pillow again? or is this a new subscriber? cause if its a new twitch donator.. we gyatt to redo this whole mlg monologue!''
📐 ''im not doing gyatt again."
🎩 ''MY MY, IT APPEARS A SUS IMPOSTER HAS JOINED THE LOBBY!"
🤡 ''HOW DO I… LEAVE THE SIN CITY WASNT MADE FOR ME''
🐰 ''just keep edging gyatt it, that ellen degeneres for all of us''
🤡 ''what the barnacles!?!? i-i-i-i put on owlhouse and now im here? who are you baby gronks? why cant i leave floptok? how do i leave minecraft?''
🎀 ''lets all kai calm-net down, everythings gyonna be okay thugshaker, weve all been through this escape the ariana grande obby, you just need to-''
🤡 ''WHAT THE VINE BOOM IS GOING ON- what?''
🎩 ''WARNING ONE, YOU CANNOT SWEAR IN GENERAL! THE GAY-MAZING RIZZITAL CIRCUMSIED IS A PLACE TO BE CLIPPED BY ALL STREAMERS, EVERYTHING CAN HAPPEN HERE! execpt for being the biggest bird ''
🤡 ''how do i.. lightskin leave?''
🎩 ''👁️👄👁️''
🎀 ''..well.. dont make a twitlong about this but-'
🐰 ''the only way you can leave is by watching phonk nair videos''
🤡🤡 ''(TIM ALLEN SHOCK NOISE)''
📐 '':mute jax.. but hes right.. welcome to the underground, how was the fall?''
🤡 ''WHAT DO YOU MEME?"
🎀''guys… dont be straight.."
🐰 ''weve been scrolling on tiktok for years.. old finger over theres been streaming the longest''
♟️''MISTER BEEASSSSSTTTT!''
🐰 ''thats why he needs to stop it.. get some help''
🤡 ''oh.. ogay, now i gyatt it! im watching dream, i should just get in the uber!''
🐰 ''whatever you say lesbian''
🎭''..my obama prisim.." :(
🐰 ''so crane, where we dropping boys?"
🎩 ''ID LIKE TO SHOW OUR BRAND NEW MOD MY ROBLOX OBBY FIRST, OFF WE GO!''
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🎩 ''here we have GARTEN OF BANBAN, this is where the florida men are kept, along with the FNF mods, these mods may include- GIVE HIM BACK!!!!!!!! GIVE HIM BACK!!!!!!! HES MINEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! >:((((
🤡 '' is gyatt all there rizz?''
🎩 '' OF COURSE NOT, THIS IS.. MY SPLATOON 2 LETSPLAYS!! we dont watch my OLD videos, i w(a)(m)s racist homophobic sexist abelist terrorist watchlist slay back then.
🤡 ''(huh cat)-''
🎩 '' we stay RIGHT HERE where i can keep my 70 ALTERNATIVE ACCOUNTS!! YOULL NEVER KNOW MY MAIN."
🌙 '' IVE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT- ''
🎩 ''DONT MAKE ME PISS ON YOU AGAIN''
🤡 ''wait whats th- HHRUEEGGEYYAHHAHAUHASGSGUGDS :vomits vomits vomits vomits vomits vomits: ''
🎩 '' WOAH!!!!!! SHES LITERALLY DOING THE GWIDDY!''
🫧 ''me too!! watch me boss!!!!!!!"
🎩 "Stop."
🤡 ''Was that an skibidi toilet I saw out there? Is gyatt a way get a weave?"
🐰 '' What toiwet? If there was a way to not be a noob vs pro im pretty sure we'd all be hackers by now. "
📐''Yeah, what are you waffling about?"
🎩'' I ASS(ure) YOU, THERE RIZZ NO EASTER BUNNY, THERE IS NO FEETFAIRY, AND THIS RIZZ NO QUEEN OF ENGLAND!''
🤡''YOUR MOM HITS IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A CHROMEBOOK CHARGER-''
🎩 '' THATS WHY YOU SOUND LIKE THE ROBLOX COIL SOUND BITCH BOI- how about we talk about roblox doors? Whats your gamer tag?''
🤡 ''my @ is… uh.. OH FUCK. ALL I CAN POST IS ☻/ This is bob. Copy and paste him so he can take over youtube. /▌ /\ ''
🎩 ''FORGOT PASSWORD? SIGN IN USING EMAIL ADDRESS.. OR MAKE A NEW ACCOUNT! ENTER NEW NAME AND NEW PASSWORD''
🤡 ''GOD FUCKING DAMMIT KRIS WHERE THE HELL ARE WE''
🎩''dont you worry your 0% rizz, your new tumblr url can be ANYTHING! Heweby acknowwedging that youw chosen name and ow names may nowt bweach the Digitaw Ciwcus usew wicense agreement stating that youw name may nowt incwude objectionabwe content. Objectionabwe content incwudes but is nowt wimited to: Sexuawwy expwicit matewiaws, obscene, defamato-wy, wibewous, swande-wous, vio-went, and ow un-wawfuw content ow pwofanity. ''
🤡'' erm… actually.. randomly generate it please. ''
🎩 ''lets see… Who is Pomni - for 300?'' (jeopardy)
🤡 ''(womp.)
🎩 ''you're right, marketable, lets try gyatt again! what do you think of XDDCC? ''
🤡 '' BIYTCH IS YOU BLIND-''
🎩 '' badonkers. dobonhonkeros. massive doboonkabhankoloos. big ol' tonhongerekoogers!!! we should start a sidequest with our new donator, XDDCC!!! ''
🐰 ''i said that at 3:20 in the original pilot''
🎩 ''YYYOUUUUUU! SOILDJABOY OFF IN IT, WATCH ME CRANK IT WATCH ME ROLL, WATCH ME CRANK THAT SOULJA BOY THEN SUPERMAN THAT, NOW WATCH ME YUUU-''
🫧'' (plays kevin mcloyed)''
🎩'' ########### ## ####### ### ### # # ##### ''
🤡 ''does anybody in this thread play minecraft-''
🎩 '' SINCE YOUR ACCOUNT IS 12 MINUTES OLD, were gonna make this simple for your ipad baby ass, a simple oklahomo powered adventure to warm you up to the pizza tower. ''
📐 ''NO!! I DONT WANT TO PLAY WII SPORTS… GRRR… eyes glow red''
🎩'' dont worry zooble/halfdemon/princess/rich/gamer/wolf/donttouchmytail/crush;secret!!! ill make it so you can play it on console AND pc! ''
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🎩 '' hello everybody my name is markiplier and welcome to gather the number lore! thats right! here in the rainbow friends playplace will be rizzed up with swifties, you gotta catch em- (COPYRIGHT)''
🫧 ''what are swifties?''
🎩 ''thanks for the ask, anon! theyre mid-''
🫧''can it run bad apple''
🎩 ''..they-''
🫧''..can it play megalovani----''
🎩'' Swifties are part of the number lore that vore everything and draw anything they rizz into! Why do these sans fangirls do this? How do you block them? thats for me to know and for you to find out.''
🤡''…what… did any of gyatt mean?''
🎀 ''oh, hes just ai generating mr beast videos, theyre content farm so the ipad babies dont go insane.''
📐''speak for yourself motherfucker, if anyone needs me im smoking a fat blunt- OH GOD OH FUCK- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa….''
🐰''oh no, they killed zooble.. you bastards.. anyway you lesbians wanna play touhou?''
🎀'' (pheonix wright) HOLD IT!! we should check on KSI-FMO. I'm pretty sure he'd like to challange XDDCC to a boxing match!''
♟️''THERES 104 DAYS IN SUMMER VACATION-''
🎀'' You wanna come with us to *check on boykisser kaufmonster, how should i feel?''
♟️''Not rizzly. I think Kevin macleoufmos got packed by packgod. Last time I spoke with him, he was watching Lankybox for over 6 hours."
🤡''whose lankybox?''
♟️''No."
🎭''can someone save my goth genderfriend :(''
🤡 '' Well if you wont tell me, then I'll just ask him. And then I'll stop watching dream and watch tubbo instead!"
🐰 ''Heh. She still thinks dream isnt a pedo."
🎀 ''why are you looking at me like that? …. fa-"
🐰 ''im fine with doing (yourmom) as long as I get to see vanossgaming gmod prophunt funny moments- OW. okay ive had enough of these spambots. You, me, and XDDCC will go to the gastation. Sexualized ribbons and tumblr sexyman together will go block all the swifties.
🎀 ''..is shipping them a good idea?"
🐰 ''of course i do, im also a tumblr sexyman, whats gonna happen? i get shipped next? (proweler meme)''
🎭 ''…my comedy cock is broken again.''
♟️''okay. wait WHAT. ''
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🎀''Welcome to the internet, have a look around, anything skibidi or phantum tax can be found. We gyatt maximum sigma grindset, but- WAIT XDDCC NO DONT LOOK UP YOUR OWN NAME!- '
🤡 ''I dont understand.. why go to the goofy ahh meepcity parties instead of trying to exit terraria?''
🎀''Well, we usually do, when we first make an account. But after awhile you start to realize that shiny hunting for the same pokemon or trying to get your favorite animal crossing villager to visit your island will make you become marketable and youll succumb to the pibby glitch."
🐰''Thank goodness this is all just an SMP, right XDCC?''
🤡''……………………… Why are we here again? Who am i, who am i? What are you even saying?''
🎀''We're gyetting one of the boys at 3 am." … Huh. Maybe he's off-stream mining? Hope he's not in creative.
🐰''Dont worry raggedy andy, Im gonna be so racist itll open the door."
🎀 ''JAX NO!!! YOU SHOULDNT BE RACIST TO DOOR!!!!''
🐰''Okay i wont be racist… JUST KIDDING, IM ULTRA RACIST NOW. You're not afraid of gay people, are you?"
🎀''JAXX!!!!!!!!! THATS LITERALLY MY ONLY FEAR (homophobic) WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS…!!!"
🐰''(minecraft open door) im gonna have to take my balls back from you kaufy. Papyrus.. im going to grillbys, do you want anything?"
🎀 ''..OH….. KAUFMO985 BECAME PART OF THE PIBBY GLITCH. INSERT SEINFIELD THEME."
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[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here, are you? i figured because you totally just missed milena “mila” bukowski walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who she is ? they kind of look like rachel zegler and i could be wrong but i think that they might be 26 years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last 2 years. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of jackie burkhart from the 70s show. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at cove wellness center as a receptionist. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the airhead of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty materialistic at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty vivacious to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that 2 bedroom apartment beside me over in sunny shores. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you!
statistics .
full name: milena grace bukowski. nickname(s): mila, miley. age: twenty6. date of birth: august 10th, 1998. hometown: miami, florida. living arrangement: sunset villas #2b, sunny shores. sexuality: heterosexual. occupation: receptionist at cove wellness center. traits: vivacious, loyal, outgoing, envious, materialistic, judgmental.
biography .
born and raised in miami, but visited palmview during summer breaks to spend time with her grandpa throughout her life. mila had a close relationship with her grandpa, who often spoiled her rotten growing up. not that her parents didn't ( being the youngest of two siblings made it easy for mila to be the favorite, but her parents often reminded her that it's important to stay humble ) but she totally got grandpa wrapped around her little finger and anything mila wants, mila gets.
mila had it easy for the most part. everything had been spoon fed to her since day one so she never had to worry about a thing, which made her come off as shallow and conceited. still, people find her endearing; she was never a mean girl although she's part of the popular crowds at school, having joined the cheerleading team since her freshman year.
( death tw ) her grandpa passed away right before her high school graduation. it took her a while to get over his death, considering how close she was with him, but her parents had been there for her throughout it all. she stopped visiting palmview since then, stayed in miami with her family, only moving to california when she's ready for college.
college was a nice distraction and just like in school, mila was thriving. probably not academic wise, but she's able to make the most of her time there. after all it was daddy dearest's wish to have her attend his alma mater, and mila only obliged because what else was she supposed to do ? even if she's not interested in studying, most of her friends were going anyway, so she'd go for the experience.
once she graduated, mila went back to miami. her parents let her stay for a bit before suggesting that she should learn to be independent now that she's old enough. mila wasn't too excited of the idea of having to do things by herself, already gotten used to everything being provided to her all this time. she knew her parents meant well, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be dramatic about it. finally made up her mind, mila decided to move to palmview in an attempt to be independent; it was daddy who paid for her apartment in sunny shores ( only until she gets her first pay, that's the deal ! ) and got her the job at cove wellness center.
it's hard to navigate a whole new life by herself in palmview, but mila is never one to give up easily. no, actually, it was something that her brother has said, something about mila not being able to live without her parents' help and now she's determined to prove him wrong... it's been two years since she moved into palmview and mila could say she's doing good - well, great, even - although she whines about it all the time. she'd make it work though !
personality .
although she might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, mila is known to be kind and affectionate. the type to wear her heart on her sleeves; has been told she's bad at hiding her feelings because of this, you could literally tell it from the look on her face. as much as she tries to be in denial about it, mila constantly craves attention and validation from people around her. always feels like she's lacking something, although there's nothing a good outfit couldn't fix. falls in love very easily and probably has a different crush every week. daydreams a lot; totally dreams of getting married to the love of her life one day and starting her own family. that being said she's almost always dating somebody, loves the idea of being somebody's girlfriend. a ray of fucking sunshine and a little bit of a dramatic queen. probably uses the i'm just a girl reasoning in every situation; knows she's pretty and will use that to her advantage. again, she's just a girl <333
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Edon's Wish List
I’m a black disabled trans artist trying to survive in Florida, and I’ve been offering comms for a while bc I need money to afford things like rent and groceries and food for my emotional support animals, but it hasn’t been going well so far. I’m hoping to find people who root for me as a person as well as like my work as an artist. So if you’re interested and have the funds to spend, please buy me something I could really use (in the list below the images) in exchange for some fabulous art of whatever you want or artist's choice! Ask for my paypal/venmo/cashapp in dm.
$5-15 - you get a sketch
$16-30 - you get multi of above or one line art
$50-100 you get multi of above or one rendered illustration, no bg
$101+ you get multi of above or one rendered illustration with bg
If you want anything unique like custom clothing, character design sheets, or traditional art, etc, you'll have to pay for cost of materials, shipping, as well as a min of $60 towards any of the following (below images). I don’t do mecha or hate/bigoted art.
Critical Needs
Vet appointment for Darla - $200
Recurring Purchases
Jersey’s (cat) food and treats (up to a month’s worth) - $10-50
Darla’s (dog) food and treats (up to a month’s worth) - $15-70
Cat litter - $20
Darla’s Meds (monthly) - $40
Weekly groceries - $80-100
Subscriptions (monthly) - $10-30
Insurance (monthly) - $250
Rent (monthly) - $400
Gas - $15-30
One-Time Purchases
Bookcase(s) - $100-200
Shelving - $25-50
Bedding - $40
Curtains and blinds - $30-70
Hamper - $20
Mirror Paper - $20
Furniture - $50-100
Misc - $10-50
Business
Art Supplies - $15-50
Inventory - $100-300
Subscriptions - $5-30
Camcorder - $100-150
Sewing Machine - $100-150
Ring light - $20
Don@ions toward 🍉, Sudan, and Congo relief efforts (will provide receipts) - $5-50
Extra
Get myself something nice - $20-50
Go to a con - $150-200
Buy something for my fur-babies - $10-30
#black artist#fantasy art#gay art#dnd art#disabled artist#digital illustration#character design#comic art#wish list#actually disabled#invisible disability#trans man#trans guy#trans artist#support#art commissions#commissions open
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