#galerize

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Gale being passionate makes Ceres heart go: doki-doki Based @galefcrce

It's really hard for me to tell or explain why Gale would actually like Ceres; it's easier for me to go the other way around because it feels like otherwise, I am overselling them. Like, I am straight assuming Gale would like this or that. It's the same issue I have with writing my character in the novel and actively calling them pretty because we all have a different understanding of 'pretty.' *

But I think one of the things they would really bond over is that they match each other's energy. So when you go all passionate about a topic, they will not fall asleep; they will listen to every word spoken by your lips, think about it, and ask questions or give you feedback. There will be an exchange. There is nothing they love more than seeing a person passionate about something. So when Gale goes all info-dumping, they sparkle at him and are grateful that he shares his knowledge with them.

* Is Ceres conventionally seen as a pretty person? When I created her 17 years ago, there were freckles-bleach cremes! Straight noses were all over Hollywood, hair extensions were the way to go, and chubby characters were super rare. Don't get me started on the whole thigh-gap thing. I created Ceres to be all the opposite, so here I am."

[obsessedwithgale]

"This could be our last moment together."

[kretina]

END. it is not always. it is not always what is expected. the end may be the announcement of something new, or worse.

trigger warning: paralisia do sono, dilaceração.

sabia em seu íntimo que havia muito mais por trás das condições propostas por hades, que o amuleto que ele havia escolhido, não era por acaso; questionava-se apenas, se a queda dos seis semideuses na fenda, fazia mesmo parte daquele plano maior. queria acreditar que sim, ainda pensava em brook e como ele havia morrido, odiaria pensar que havia sido em vão. muito embora, tudo se resumiria ao nada tratando-se dos deuses, do que eles planejavam mas estava longe de questionar, estava longe de querer prolongar aquela conversa enquanto hades parecia anunciar a liberdade. emocionou-se, mais do que gostaria de admitir porque nunca havia considerado o acampamento como sendo sua casa, nunca; mas quando o portal se abriu, quando avistou a movimentação do outro lado, o peito encheu-se de um sentimento bom, o bastante para que ignorasse a dor por alguns minutos.

o corpo passou pelo portal, a vibração dos outros campistas com a chegada deles a enchendo de alegria, chegou a arrepiar-se porque pareciam heróis; odiava demais essa nomenclatura, mas achava-se sim vitoriosa por ter sobrevivido ao submundo. contudo, a realidade logo a atingiu, os olhares direcionados as asas, via rostos se virando e comentando, sussurros e risadas que em outra ocasião, faria com que entrasse em uma briga mas sentia-se cansada demais para isso, a ponto de não reclamar quando os curandeiros a colocaram deitada, exigindo que repousasse após tomar uma dezena de líquidos, ambrósia. não podia mesmo protestar, o corpo parecia não ver uma cama confortável há séculos, queria apenas silêncio. um, dois, três...não veio. quatro, cinco...três semanas, ouviu alguém comentar. seis, sete, oito...não haviam sido três dias? pensou em protestar, em dizer que estavam errados mas a voz não encontrava.

os olhos abriram-se, ainda meio turvos e havia uma figura sobre seu corpo. sem olhos, vestido de preto, boca aberta com uma fileira de dentes salivando enquanto a encarava, admirava o pedaço de carne em exposição para o almoço. o rosto da criatura aproximou-se do dela, as mãos em volta do pescoço, prendendo-lhe a respiração, a impedindo de mover-se. não havia ninguém na enfermaria capaz de ajudá-la, todos seguiam fazendo suas tarefas sem notá-la, nunca haviam mesmo. queria gritar, queria correr, queria poder ter forças e acabar com aquela coisa mas sentia-se um nada, leve como papel. sentiu dentes a cortando, lentamente, a carne sendo rasgada, sangue lhe escorrendo para dentro da própria boca a fazendo sufocar, a cena repetindo-se dezenas de vezes até que foi finalmente devorada, a fazendo acordar aos gritos da enfermaria.

as asas batiam-se com o que estava ao redor, derrubando medicamentos e até os curandeiros que tentavam ampará-la. demorou até perceber que estava no acampamento.

tinha adormecido. um pesadelo.

[costumeloverz71]

Jane Eyre (Ruth Wilson) Grey dress.. Jane Eyre (2006). Costume by Andrea Galer.

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Galer art

[padiduys]

Galex

Nothing significant change in my opinion of them compared to my previous opinion regarding this ship, but let's just say I definitely ship them and they started to grew on me more, if we look at the amount of bookmarks I have on Ao3 about this ship (LMFAO)

I love their history so much like wdym you hotel beds together and woke up with a throat infection very el gee bee tee qyu of them honestly. I would love to see them as teammate in top team honestly.

Ship ask game

[fioledarsenic]

Diversity win ^3^ miss France 2024 a les cheveux courts ! :)

[superiorkenshi]

New passion unlocked: Regarder Antoine jouer à Professeur Layton et l'étrange village

[teaandinanity]

I’m just admitting defeat, these two idiots live rent-free in my brain.

[graphicpolicy]

Preview: DC's How to Lose a Guy Gardner in 10 Days #1

DC's How to Lose a Guy Gardner in 10 Days #1 preview. Eight new stories about love and trying to find it in this zany world. #comics #comicbooks

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Your body feels like disrespect Let you play me like an instrument But I'm addicted to it Coms open

What kind of Galemancer Artist would I be, if I not drew at least once a twosome-threesome with Gale? (Uncensored version as always on my pat ♥)

[wutbju]

Mary Cauleen (Bawks, Howell) Galer, age 93, of Pickford, Michigan, died peacefully at MyMichigan Medical Center in Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan, on March 2, 2023. She was born at home in Pickford, Michigan, on April 5, 1929, to Robert Orville and Della Jane (McDowell) Bawks.

Mary was passionate about education throughout her life. After graduating from Pickford High School in 1947, she began her higher education studies at Bob Jones University, where she met and fell in love with fellow educator Sandy Howell. They were married in Pickford on June 9, 1951. She continued her education at Western Michigan University, earning a bachelor's degree in science. She continued studies at Ferris State University, Northern Michigan University, and Michigan State University. Mary began teaching at Parkerville School, a one room schoolhouse in Bruce Township, Michigan, and retired as Principal of Pickford Elementary School after an illustrious 41 year career.

After they both lost their first spouses, Mary and Willis Galer fell in love and eloped to Maui, Hawaii on September 20, 1995. They enjoyed 20 years of traveling and adventure together, often with her best friend Dorthea and her husband Ragan Callaway and Bill and Norma Raynard.

Mary's faith was an integral part of her life. She was a lifelong member of the United Methodist Church in Pickford. She volunteered as a Sunday School teacher and was the Choir and Cantatas Director for 27 years. Mary enjoyed the musical arts outside of church as well. She sang with music groups Vocal Majority and the Mary Wood Chorus, and she was an accomplished clarinetist and organist.

Mary joined Delta Kappa Gamma International for Women Educators in 1960 and served as a chapter and state officer. She was awarded the Delta Kappa Gamma Woman of Distinction award in 1976. She was a member of the Pickford Grange and served in several positions including officer, flora, and chaplain. Mary was awarded the Woman of the Year award in 1983 by the Business and Professional Women organization. She was also a member of the Michigan Elementary and Middle School Principal's Association.

Mary was an animal lover and had seven beloved Boston Terrier companions throughout her life.

Mary is survived by her nephew, Charles (Jenni) Bawks of White Oak, Texas; niece, Aleta (Dan) Phelps of Euless, Texas; great nephews, Russell (Kristen) Bawks, Stephen (Jennifer) Phelps, Michael (Manuela) Phelps, and Timothy Phelps; and 6 great-great nieces and nephews; stepdaughter, Linda (David) Thompson of Pickford; stepson, Rod (Patsy) Galer of Pickford; grandchildren, Candace (Larry) Warner, Cheri (Scott) Skinner, Trisha (Zac) Jennings, Micah (Lisa) Galer, Nathan (Tiffany) Galer, and Emily Galer; 16 great grandchildren; and 4 great-great grandchildren. She is also survived by her sisters-in-law, Edith Howell Pfoutz and Lorraine Galer, and brother-in-law, Paul VanLuven.

Mary was preceded in death by her husbands, Robert Howell and Willis Galer; her parents, Robert Orville and Della; her brother, Alvin Bawks; and her great nephew, Matthew Bawks.

Services will be held Monday, April 10, 2023, at the Pickford Methodist Church. Visitation will be from 11:00 AM until 1:00 PM with the funeral service beginning at 1:00 PM. Burial will be in Oaklawn Chapel Gardens in Bruce Township, Michigan.

Galer Funeral Home & Cremation of Pickford, Michigan, is serving the family. Condolences may be left to the family at www.galerfuneralhomes.com.

[angstmongertina]

7KPP Promptober 2023 Day 1

I'm once again pretending I'm actually gonna participate in Promptober this year. Shhhh it's fine.

This month, I may end up playing entirely in the VaLia 'verse that @teaandinanity and I have created just for fun. AKA is it even 7KPP anymore when we're shipping the next generation and also only one canon character exists still? I apologize to everyone else, who don't actually know what's going on and will not recognize the characters we're yelling about. I promise I will hide everything under read mores, at least as long as I'm participating.

Thank you for your patience! <3

He’s staring again.

He shouldn’t be, and he knows it. It’s something that has always made Nadia uncomfortable, the unsubtle leering of men who only ever wanted her for beauty or title. It’s something that he’s always known about her, that he has always poked fun at, dismissing them as lechers and ingrates, hardly worthy of her acknowledgement, let alone her time, her attention.

And now, neither is he.

Or, perhaps, he’s never been, but he’s just never realized it until now. Perhaps his only saving grace is that she’s never noticed either, that she somehow still hasn’t noticed.

And if he wants to keep that up, he really has to stop staring.

“Lord Thomas?”

A giggle, a gentle weight on his arm, brings him back to his senses, and to the young lady whom he has been tasked with escorting and whom he has been rudely neglecting. He turns, forcing a smile onto his lips and thanking the years of socializing that has given him the training to manage one which passes basic muster.

Or, at least it ought to, but he sees Lady Rana’s own expression turn stilted for a fraction of a second before smoothing back into graceful levity. And yet he almost doesn’t notice, because instead, he can feel another pair of eyes land on the back of his head, and he’s not sure if the sudden weight is relief or disappointment by his timing.

Rather than considering it any further, he puts it out of mind with a small bow. “Lady Rana. My most sincere apologies for my wandering mind. Might I redeem myself in your eyes with a dance?”

Her smile widens as she accepts his proffered hand and he fixes his gaze on it, the delight and coquetry that ought to be enough, that ought to be everything.

When he next gets a chance to look back, she’s gone.

[vacantgodling]

TFOG in the sims (lmao): the calderons

so this is lavendula & her family. i don't think i'll be putting their sims aspirations etc cuz they don't really match well all the time + i don't own certain packs to get certain aspirations tm. anyway tho.

they didn't have dark purple hair so lavendula had to get black but here she is (L) on the right is erecia! main love interest for laven during monochrome (if that wasn't made clear haha) and amon's bestie. her hair should be more orange/caramel-y toned but we move.

her servant and lover who she had a child with after a summer affair, terian (L) and her shitty ass husband helianthus (R)

her daughter viola (laven x helianthus, L), her son barbatus (laven x terian, M), and her child rumex (they/them; laven x helianthus, R) - viola's hair should be dark purple like her momma's and rumex's should be a lavender. i didn't like the lavender option in the game os i didn't pick it LMAO.

[jezatalks]

Ma petite sœur de 22 ans, en CDI, 35h, promu cheffe de boutique pour 7 mois.

Moi, 25 ans, ne touchant que 550€ de chômage max par mois, tentant de créer du contenu et de l'art (et m'éparpille car trop de projets en même temps à aboutir).

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Galer coming out of his office