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The concept of Kier's """twin""" is so interesting when paralleled with Severance. Kier jerked off in the forest and was ashamed of it, so he made up a fake brother to blame the act on. Someone else to take the blame and get punished. It was him who jerked off, not me. He was the sinner, not me. So Dieter got punished, not Kier. The Innies really are just the Outies' punching bags to take the punishments, and bear the consequences of whatever their Outies do. Mark drinking all day and leaving Mark S to deal with the hangovers. Gabriella wanting kids, but leaving Gabby to bear the pregnancy and childbirth. Severed workers not wanting to work, so their Innies have to do it.
#severance#severance apple tv plus#severance apple tv#severance season 2#severance season 2 spoilers#severance spoilers#kier eagan#mark scout#mark s
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my ass looks insane in these leggings
#bootielicious#thick bootie#plus s!ze#chubby#bumm#thicc af#thickwomen#fat gf#chub love#pawgpower#thick and juicy#thicc as fuck#thicc girls#thick hips
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Actie!
De NMBS wil het seniorenbiljet afschaffen. Dat mogen wij niet laten gebeuren! We geven nu vrijdag 13 december om 8u30 rendez-vous aan het Deltagebouw, Frankrijkstraat 56 in Sint-Gillis, vlakbij het Brusselse Zuidstation. S-Plus zorgt voor een fluohesje en een paraplu. Laat weten of je er zult zijn via [email protected] of op het nummer 02/546.15.29 of 016/20.88.69. La SNCB veut supprimer…
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it should be against the law for streaming services to use shows they canceled to advertise. stop parading her dead body around you bitch you literally killed her
#netflix#prime video#hulu#disney +#hbo max#apple tv#streaming services#julie and the phantoms#jatp#shadow and bone#s&b#the wilds#lockwood and co#the society#warrior nun#willow#all the others i definitely missed#disney plus
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There is... so much to unpack here.
#this is from my run with jevilstail & dealmaker & the original starwalker all accounted for#plus i kept reloading my save until i got s-rank before my first arrival at the green room#so you'll have to let me know if this dialogue is exclusive to any of those prerequisites#ramb#asriel#kris dreemurr#noelle holiday#dess holiday#queen#spade king#tenna#swatch#spamton#jevil#utdr#utdr theory#deltarune spoilers#deltarune#etc
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don't be fooled. disney wants your money, not to honor their best stories. don't watch the live action lilo and stitch. don't pay to be fed garbage. you are smarter than that. leave the gum on the ground and keep walking. force them to get good.
#disney#disney+#disney plus#live action#live action remake#lilo and stitch#lilo & stitch#lns#l&s#lilo#lilo pelekai#stitch#stitch 626#opinion piece#doverstar's thoughts#live action lilo and stitch#lilo and stitch live action#live action lilo & stitch#live-action lilo & stitch#anti lilo and stitch live action#anti lilo and stitch 2025#lilo and stitch 2025#lilo & stitch 2025#this is me showing restraint.
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what a day to have eyes



#Ough#i need them BOTH!!!#severance#dichen lachman#adam scott#mark s#mark scout#gemma scout#ms casey#severance apple tv plus#severance spoilers#severance season 2
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Drew a bunch of Marinettes in a bunch of different artists styles it was a lot of fun!!
Artists who's styles I mimicked: @buggachat @hamsternamedmarinette @ladybeug @sabertoothwalrus and @anna-scribbles all epic artists 🤟😎
#my art#marinette dupain cheng#miraculous ladybug#miraculous fanart#style mimic#sorry for the @s btw#yall should go follow those artists if you dont already also#this was sort of inspired by a post the three artists on the top row made#i think they all got together and drew with one another#which is really cool#but i was genuinely confused because i mimic styles a lot#and ive seen others do it too so i was just like#wow they really know each others styles really well#until i thought about it and read their posts some more#style mimicking is really freaking fun and i think its really good practice#and a good way to explore other ways of doing things#like you really have to learn new techniques and get out of your comfort zone#also anna scribbles i could not find a recent pic of marinette in her main outfit#so thats the only marinette i drew in different clothes cuz i couldnt find a more recent ref of you drawing it#anna scribble marinette has privileges thats the others dont#but ye#i also threw my own style in there as a frame of reference to what me draw like#ive drawn marinette before just not in a loooong while#sabertooth walrus was the hardest for me to mimic cuz they have a broad range in their style#so its like which sabertooth do i wanna be in this pic#Buggachat has such a distinct style thats very clean and consistent which is amazing so they were easy#being easy or hard arent bad things either it also has to do with like styles meeting up with one another#buggachats and mine arent too too different in some shapes and aspects#so yeah itd be easier plus they drew marinette like 3 sec ago so i have more recent of a ref#as opposed to sabertooth who i have a recent ref of ladybug but not marinette so we got two diff styles in one
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𝗜𝗿𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 || 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲 ||
A/n: Writing out that idea I had with Billy being into a plus size nerdy ready 👏 idk if this does well enough I may write more.
Part 2

The first time Billy Hargrove saw you, the world didn’t exactly slow down—but something in him did.
It was fourth period. The hallway between B Hall and the science wing was packed, full of the usual Hawkins High chaos—kids shoving lockers closed, someone yelling about band practice, the reek of cheap cologne and cafeteria fries lingering in the air. Billy was leaning against the wall like he always did when he was bored and had nothing better to do between classes, one boot crossed over the other, a cigarette behind his ear, and that bored, lazy smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
And then he saw you.
You weren't loud. You weren't dressed like you wanted attention. You were the opposite of the girls who usually threw themselves at him, all tight tops and obvious stares. No—you walked down the hallway like you belonged to a different world altogether. Head down, books clutched against your chest, glasses slipping down your nose a little. A soft, oversized cardigan wrapped around you, paired with a long skirt that swayed just enough when you walked. And fuck if he didn’t notice the way your thighs brushed together or how plush your hips looked beneath that fabric.
It wasn’t just the way you looked, though. It was the way you didn’t look at him.
Every other girl turned their head. Whispered. Pretended not to notice he was staring and ate it up when he did. But not you.
You didn’t even glance his way.
Billy’s eyes followed you—with every step, every sway, the curl of your hair tucked behind your ear, the way you adjusted your glasses without thinking. You were soft. Sweet-looking. Like you spent your nights reading in bed instead of sneaking out to drink. There were probably notebooks full of doodles in your backpack. Maybe a pencil sharpener that smelled like lavender. And fuck, you had the prettiest mouth he’d ever seen.
He felt something low in his gut shift.
He wanted you.
Not just in the usual “she’s hot, I want to get her into my car” way.
Billy Hargrove wanted you.
He wanted to pull that cardigan off your shoulders and find out if your skin was as warm and soft as you looked. He wanted to see your eyes light up when you touched you. Wanted to hear your voice—soft, stammering maybe—as he leaned in just a little too close. He wanted to watch you fall apart because of him, watch you try to stay composed while he teased you, touched you, kissed you like no one ever had.
And god, he wanted to ruin you in the best way.
He pushed off the wall, eyes still trailing you as you turned the corner toward the library. His smirk deepened.
“Alright, sweetheart,” he muttered to himself under his breath, licking his bottom lip slowly. “Let’s see if you’re as sweet as you look.”
Billy didn’t know you name yet.
But he would.
And by the time he was done with you, no one in Hawkins would forget it.
#drabbles#drabble#billy hargrove#billy hargove imagine#billy hargrove x reader#billy hargrove x you#billy hargrove x female reader#plus s!ze#plus size reader#stranger things#stranger things x reader#stranger things x you#stranger things x y/n
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Kitchen

✧ pairing: bf! san x mid or plus-size/clubby gf! reader
✦ genre: smut
✧ warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), smut, p!rn without plot, unprotected sex (it’s inevitable atp), doggy style, creampie, size kink, body worship, cursing, praising, pet names, kissing, san is down right bad for you
✦ word count: 3.0k words
✧ synopsis: scrambled eggs? what about fertilized eggs, instead?
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Bacon sizzled as it cooked over the stove, emitting a salivating, savory-smoky aroma into the air.
You cooked it cautiously, maintaining a friendly distance away from the pan as the bacon grease was so volatile with the popping. A sour expression filled your face, fearful and anxious that the grease would splatter across you.
Whoever coined the phrase ‘women belong in the kitchen,’ is seriously wrong as hell.
An unease sat with you while you finished up, wanting to avoid burning yourself or getting attacked by the grease. You yelped as you flipped the strips, your hesitant hands using tongs to do so. Hopefully it’ll get as crispy as you liked within the next minute or so.
As if on cue, when you decide to plate your bacon and turn off the stove, San walks into the kitchen, making his presence known with a whistle and pleased hum.
“You making breakfast?” he folds his arms, idly standing a couple feet away from you like he’s observing the view you grace him with.
“I made breakfast. Come get it while it’s hot.” you took a quick glance at him, causing a flutter in your chest (and possibly even your lower region) when you see how he looks.
He decided to have an early morning workout instead of his usual nightly one, following it up with a shower. In the mean time, the motivation he had inspired you to get up and cook a nice breakfast instead of staying dozed off and drooling in bed.
The drooling might not be able to be prevented though, as you’re trying to keep your mouth from gaping at the sight of San’s Godly-being.
Although you’ve seen him shirtless countless of times— to the point where you don’t even think he’s aware that he owns clothes, it still makes you grow warm in the cheeks, mind threatening to have you replay memories with him that couldn’t possibly be shared with anyone else.
His broad shoulders stood out immensely, chest puffed out proud and muscles extra swole and prominent. The dampness of his hair post-shower further elevated his look, appearing straight out of a shampoo commercial.
San’s attractiveness overwhelmed your senses, short circuiting your focus. You had to snap yourself out of the fuzzy feelings he gave you just from a simple glance and from the sight of his toned, ripped body. Especially when that body had you caged under the covers just last night.
You quickly switched your attention back to arranging the bacon with the scrambled eggs, toast, and various berries you already platted.
“How was your work out and shower?” you cleared your throat, moving on from your gawking and dizzying thoughts.
San shuffled closer to you, leaning his lips over to press against your cheek while simultaneously sneaking a strip of bacon from one of the plates.
“Good.” he mumbles while chewing, humming and savoring the flavor of the pork before continuing on. “I hit chest today. Can you tell?” both of his arms are lifted out and upwards, flexing his biceps tightly.
He stands proudly, those damn biceps bulging out from his honey skin, proving that all of that time he spends with the gym equipment paid off.
His wide shoulders contrasted from his small waist, upper body deliciously intimidating yet comforting. His toned and muscular physique gave you a sense of tranquility knowing that he could protect you, but it also reminded you of the great stamina he possessed, especially during intimate hours.
And the fact that he had the power to manhandle you, having the backbone and robustness to handle the weight you carried. He always did it so effortlessly. Even with the excess fat you carried, he always made you feel so petite and delicate. It turned you on to the max and had you fuzzy all over at his ability to make you seem so small and like putty within his hold.
Naturally, you scoffed at him showing off. While your body screamed for him otherwise, you playfully shoved one of his flexing arms down, pushing past the mountain of a man as you ignore his efforts.
“What do you want to drink?” you asked casually, opening your refrigerator and scanning through the options.
“Chocolate milk.” he smiles through his words, tickled grin plastered over him as he watches you prepare the drink for him, grabbing the jug of milk from the fridge and getting a glass from the respective cabinet.
It’s always funny seeing you attempt at brushing off his flirting. Whether it be for not wanting to inflate his ego or merely because you didn’t know how to react out of timidness. It just charmed him even more, drawing him to get under your skin until you fully acknowledge him.
By now you’ve already started a completely new conversation, something casual that consisted of nothing too interesting. San mindlessly responded to you and offered words, but he really was only paying full attention towards your figure as you moved in the kitchen.
A flimsy pajama set clothed your body— well… at least tried to.
Despite the cutesy pattern that decorated the fabric of the sleepwear, it still managed to look sexy over your body. It was anything but innocent.
Such lightweight material was so skimpy on you. And because of your curves and body type, the clothing seemed to be extra small and barely doing anything to hide your full-figured frame.
Your bottoms consisted of shorts. Shorts that would hike up occasionally from your movements, your ass cheeks peeking out as a result.
The tank top you’re wearing also provoked him. It was one of those tops that had your mounds slipping out during your slumber and feeling a breeze once you awakened. The type of top that would end up bunched under your boobs, the material too lightweight and breasts too fleshy to stay put.
They bounced with every movement you made, as if trying to call to him. Like they’re begging to bust out the lousy, thin fabric, tantalizing him through your cleavage, hanging the way that they do and with the way you’d constantly adjust your top so they’d stay in place.
Your body moved gorgeously as you roamed the kitchen. The motion of your flesh and skin stole his attention, compelled to rake over your form while his mind drives through thoughts filled with perverted, pornographic images of things he’d like to do with you.
That sleepwear left plenty of room for imagination with how little it covered. His horny thoughts persisted even though he hummed and nodded along to words you were saying.
He was so good at multi tasking. Listening to you ramble about how cooking was not your forte with how the grease and pan came close to burning your delicate skin a handful of times.
As he cooed at you and offered you a look of pity, his hands were suddenly wrapped around your figure. His front was pressed up firmly against your backside, hugging your figure with so much greed and need.
Always so touchy, you think to yourself.
A smile stretches your lips, unable to contain the giddiness you feel when San holds you. His clingy behavior for being a grown man is amusing to watch, swelling your pride.
“Go sit down— i’ll be over there in a sec.” you giggled, trying to clean up the counter a bit before sitting down to finally enjoy your morning meal.
Your boyfriend chooses to not listen however, his chin lowered and planted into one of your shoulders, as if he’s trying to get comfortable and bury his face into your neck.
Simultaneously, his hands decide to search for warmth underneath your flowy tank, massaging the fat of your tummy. You quake from his sneaky touches, unable to fight off his hold.
“Babe!” you nagged, groaning when he playfully pinches at your love handles, almost in a possessive way.
“Why are so obsessed in doing that?” you sighed, letting his hands roam all over and paw at your belly.
You’ve grown accustomed to San playing with your excess skin and showing your body love through his sweet rubs and grabs. At first it felt embarrassing, but you eventually accepted that you were like a stress ball of some sort to him. This was not only his way of gaining comfort, but to also appreciate your ample body.
“‘Cause you’re so soft and tempting.” he breathes out before pressing his lips into the skin of your neck.
The compliment and plushy pecks spark warmth down south. Ultimately, the feeling of his soft lips caressing a sensitive spot and his strong embrace gave you no urgency or strength to fight.
“My girl is so beautiful. You know that? Hm.” he mumbles in between kisses and becomes extra playful with that mouth, fine bites felt in the midst of it all, making you airily moan at the feeling of his teeth mixed in.
“Mhm, you get me so horny, princess.” suddenly, his thumbs have found their way sneakily under your shorts and panties, playing with the waistband of them. That pulls more needy sounds out from you, along with subtle but noticeable buttings of your ass back into his crotch, turned on the more he continues with his antics.
“Sannie…” you squeaked, voice high and airy, sweetened with need for him to plunge your swelling hole.
He knows just by the way you call his name cutely and desperately that you’re begging for him to take you right here with no more delay.
It’s incredible how fast he can flip the switch in your brain, especially this early in the morning. But honestly, you were just as big of a feen for him as he was for you.
Breakfast was now the last thing on your minds right now. San directed his focus to pulling down your sleep shorts. You allow him to do so, body burning with desire as you step out of them and he flings them to the side.
The fat of your ass cheeks is exposed, the tiny thong you wear sucked in by your lady bits.
A low grown rumbles from your boyfriend when you tantalizingly throw your ass back at him, jiggling cheeks butting repeatedly at his growing bulge, far from innocent giggles leaving your mouth while you move.
Your behavior evokes him to give a good slap to your ass, making you gasp and cease your movements immediately.
“Baby wants to be fucked, hm?” he sneers, palms circling where he just smacked you soothingly, then working to remove your panties.
In a jiffy he removes that drenched thong of yours, flinging it lazily to the side with his foot once you’ve stepped out of it.
He finally pulls off his own bottoms with swift movement. Unable to resist going a second without touching you in doing so, he manages to press kisses into your lower back, savoring how your bare body stands graciously in his presence.
With his cock gripped in his dominant hand, his breath is already shaky just by going in and manhandling you to spread your legs. Once apart, he guides his cock over your sex, tickling your tensed hole by wagging his cock upwards and slapping it against you a few times.
The sensation makes you shudder, needy as ever and clenching over nothing, his cock so close to your spot but clearly not in yet. He’s teasing you back, your pussy painfully pulsing as he rubs his length against your moist folds.
“Sannie, please…” you’re desperate, gnawing on your lower lip and gripping the counter while he does a few more agonizing drags over your entire sex.
With a chuckle and hefty sigh, he listens to your begging and slots his leaking tip up your hole, him grunting and you yelping at the feeling. It never got old.
“Mhm… That’s it, princess. Shhh, take it all.” he cooed, eventually stuffing his entire length into your fluttering hole that gripped all of him ardently. He licks his lips and softly groans at that, in disbelief that no matter how many times he fucked you, you still remained as tight as the first time he was let in.
His hands attached to your hips, holding you tight as he begins to plow his manhood in and out of your hungry hole.
All you can do is try to catch your breath once he begins a steady pace. You quickly become struck and stupefied by his cock stroking your hot, gummy walls, palms sweaty as you do your best in holding onto the counter through every thrust.
Your body moves like water thanks to his insatiable efforts. The fat on your body jiggles like crazy, from your breasts, to your thighs, to your stomach. San’s grip on your hips loosens as he travels his hands to your love handles, kneading them with so much admiration, practically growling at how sexy your naked body feels.
He even ensures to make his rounds on your tummy, using a hand to hold onto your stomach pudge, keeping you closely against him while he fucks into you.
His cock caresses your walls, mingling with and lathering in your wetness that sops out your cunt during his out strokes, creating sounds that only quench his thirst for more.
One of his hands lands on your lower back, pressing gently for you to get the hint to lean forward. You comply, resting your upper body over the tabletop, ass more up in the air.
After a couple plunges into you like this, a sudden lusty, long moan spurts from you, an indicator that he’s located your sweet spot. He laughs airily knowing that he’s found your prized point.
“Fuckkkk, yes Sannie!” your throat rumbled, breath and any articulacy knocked right out of you.
The new angle allowed his cock to hit you deeper, your pussy eating up his meat and soaking every inch of it, hugging his length as he grants you divine sensations.
“So good for me.” he rasps, hitting your swollen cunt repeatedly, his fingertips sinking into the flesh of your hips as he chases for more feelings of ecstasy.
The indescribable pleasure lingers, growing gradually and never faltering. The moment is such a rush; Your back is arched like a cat, nails scratching the countertop while you’re trying to ground yourself from the feeling of your pussy getting stretched and the dizzying, addictive feeling as a result.
It’s disgustingly irresistible. His velvety, firm cock knocks your spongey spot, hitting you over and over again. Taking you in the kitchen isn’t anything new, as you two have practically christened ever inch of your home.
In the midst of being wound up like crazy, you turn your head back, mouth open as you pant heavily from getting your back blown out. San’s frenzied rams into you have slicked his skin with sweat, the exertion present on his face.
Through gritted teeth as he continues abusing your hole, you each lock eyes for a couple seconds.
Your face was wrecked with wide, heavy eyes full of lust, weak cries leaving your parted lips. He groans darkly when you look at him all disheveled and like you’re struggling to keep up, but still longing for more.
His soul feels captured and snatched by your eyes while you stare at him. You consume his entire being, craving you even though he’s already buried deep inside your pussy.
“So fucking pretty, God.” he utters breathlessly, bewitched by everything you possess. He’s the one working on tirelessly ramming into you until climax, but you’re the one who’s really doing all the work, your silky sex and body pulling the strings on him like a marionette.
Whipping your head back around, a hand of yours slides down towards your brutally-aching clit, beginning to rub yourself lazily.
Your jaw is slack, mouth wide and dry from how everything is hitting you all at once: San’s bulky body fucks you with all the stamina in the world on this kitchen counter. Grunts and sinful moans from each other joining in chorus. Naked bodies pressed together and moving in vulgarity. And touching your puffy bud in the midst of getting stretched by his golden manhood.
And then, you spill. You spill all over his cock, fluids and cum smothering his entire length while your whole body convulses, sweet pleasure hitting you like a truck.
You cry out as your orgasm crashes your body, mind, nerves, and limbs, falling apart from the overwhelming but joyous burst. All while San is still pushing into you, lowly moaning and coaxing you through his ragged breaths.
Your release pushes him to drive his cock harder, sweating profusely as he does so, your juices eventually being enough to form a white ring around his length, making him throb inside of you at the sight.
Weak whimpers and squeaks leave your mouth from the growing overstimulation, pussy so sore from the friction and your break. You push through while seeing stars, biting down on your lowed lip with dazed eyes drawn shut.
San allows himself to drape himself onto your back, his toned, broad body burning hot against your own soft, plush one. Pants and deep groans of his resonate by your ear, hearing him start to come undone.
You swear you expel more fluids as his hips are stuttering and jerking into you, his animalistic noises and mumbles of breathy words striking straight to your core, squeezing his cock dry.
Spurts of his cum fill you up. His body spasms over yours as he lets go, mind and body blissed-out as he lazily kisses your bare shoulder.
“So good. So perfect, princess.” he utters dreamily, reaching a hand up to stroke your hair, time feeling frozen as your eyes struggle to stay open. You can barely even sense the dripping of cum out your sex, dopey and drowsy— especially with San’s warm body against yours.
You can’t say the same for the breakfast you made though, now past cold. Forgotten, but your appetites have been satisfied nonetheless.
At least until San’s cock starts hardening again.
Or until someone’s belly starts to growl.
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#ericscroptop#ateez#choi san#san ateez#san smut#choi san smut#ateez smut#ateez fanfic#ateez fic#ateez x reader#ateez imagines#ateez san#plus s!ze#plus size reader#chubby reader#san atz#ateez ff#kpop imagines#kpop smut
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- Helly asking Mark in the pilot if she was dead and the Severed Floor was Hell.
- Mark and Gemma's story being a spin on the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. A man who tries to rescue his deceased wife from being trapped in the Underworld.
- "Well boss, I guess this is the part where I should tell you to go to hell. Except you're already here."
- The musical notes that play during the elevator transition of Outie to Innie being a G and C#. A tritone, also known as the Devil's Interval.
- Mark mentioning Persephone in the latest episode, the Queen of the Underworld. Whose life is split in two, spending half her time down there, and the other half up above in the world of the living.
- "You know, my mother was an atheist. She used to say that there was good news and bad news about hell. The good news is, hell is just the product of a morbid human imagination. The bad news is, whatever humans can imagine, they can usually create."
#severance#severance apple tv#severance apple tv plus#severance season 2#severance spoilers#mark scout#gemma scout#mark s#harmony cobel#helly r#helena eagan#ms casey
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Dirk Lagast: "Doe beroep op ons, ook na 13 oktober!"
“We hebben ervaring.“ “Faites appel à nous, même après le 13 octobre !Nous avons de l’expérience.” Ouder worden te vaak gezien als aftakelen, minder mee kunnen. Ouderen zijn traag, leren niet meer bij, zijn een gevaar in het verkeer, … Zo kijkt onze samenleving op een negatieve manier naar ouderen en nemen we vooroordelen rond verouderen als waarheid. Ondanks het optrekken van de…

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#ageïsme#Ahmed Laaouej#Auschwitzstichting#Dirk Lagast#Koekelberg#Lijst van de Burgemeester#Liste du Bourgmestre#Marie-France Stroobant#Robert Delathouwer#S-Academie#S-Plus#Verkiezingen 2024
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preorders for my 100% cotton maxi dress and my lace cardigan end very soon!!!!!! they are made with ethical labor and available in sizes S-6X
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The artfight gang's all hereeeeeee
#Character Design#Werewolves#weredog#Artfight#were are we?#Bernie#Willy#Tom#Cecil#Tabby#Hadley#Frankie#Rudy#Layla#Artie#Sylvie#I could add more like bernies parents#as they're in Frank and Rudy's friend group#but I'm not putting them on artfight atm so fuck them#(plus i'd also have to do them in their 60's then again in their 20's..)#there's also a few designs I like but personality wise they're not all that fleshed out#and I need to work on my other oc's in a different world since I haven't posted them yet#idk might add one last dog if I can solidify her design
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What’s better? Front or side view??
#big tiddy goth gf#feeding kink#fat belly#feedee belly#feedee encouragement#feedee feeder#feedee girl#fat girls#feed me#belly gainer#stuffed feedee#gaining fat#full belly#fat piggy#fatty#feedee piggy#feederist#ssbbw feedee#plus s!ze#obese piggy#fatty piggy#gaining kink#get me fatter#gaining weight on purpose#obese gainer#obese belly#feedee gainer#feeding you fatter#ssbbw belly#belly expansion
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Instead of the “Jason vs Percy” rivalry we should have gotten Annabeth vs. Jason but instead of a fight for power it’s them having a battle of autism cause their special interests were Greek myths vs Roman myths.
Jason calls a Greek god by their Roman name and Annabeth pops up out of nowhere and goes “erm, actually”
The 7 is talking about some landmark and Annabeth and Jason start arguing about which pantheon it was dedicated to.
“It’s amazing right? It was dedicated to Athena.” “Erm, it was actually built for Mars…”
#this plus them later becoming friends#sometimes I think Rick was scared to give any of the couple chemistry because he didn’t want like#competition or overshadowing for the couples?#cause Annabeth and Jason as frenemies or academic rivals would have been great#and Percy and Piper should’ve been like great friends#they literally have the same sense of humor like what#people say Percy and Leo and I know that whole thing is kinda one-sided#but Percy probably would’ve found him annoying anyway#I said what I said#but in a loving way#like he calls Leo annoying the same way he though Nico was an annoying 10yo#I could talk abt the 7’s relationship but we’d be here all day#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo series#pjo tv show#pjo hoo toa#heroes of olympus#pjo#percy jackson#annabeth chase#jason grace
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