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girl time!3
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I'm having girl time
(going insane in my room)
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Today, a friend came over to hang out while our menfolk were out playing Warhammer 40k. We had a good day! We ate, chatted, and painted. I really wanted to have a sailor moon picture, so I painted one using a projector as a 'stencil'. I know it's not perfect, but it's mine.
It's important to have friends to hang out with and remind you that you're indeed a person, not just a tool for the family. I think our men orchestrated this plot to have us hang out, because it turns out she needed the girl time as well.
We tried to go thrifting, but my children were being heathens so we turned around and went home, and then made them go outside so they would get out of our hair. I love thrifting, so this turn of events made me sad.
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Happy New Year from somewhere on I-75 S toward the Keys! 🎉🥳🎊🍾🌴💨 #Smoky #RestArea #HappyNewYear #Besties #BFFs #GirlsTrip #GirlTime #RoadTrip #KeyWest #NoBoysAllowed #TreatYoself #FirstTimeFlyer #Florida #FloridaLife #FloridaKeys #AllOfTheHashtags #Excited #INeedThis https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm3RH3LtjR7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#smoky#restarea#happynewyear#besties#bffs#girlstrip#girltime#roadtrip#keywest#noboysallowed#treatyoself#firsttimeflyer#florida#floridalife#floridakeys#allofthehashtags#excited#ineedthis
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Ladies, I speak from experience here. Don't stay with a man who tries to crash your time with your girlfriends.
Glad reddit is te.ling her to either set a boundary or dump him
The post doesn't say where she is but if she's in the USA she's not legal to drink in bars, restaurants and clubs. This could be her first time enjoying girlsnight with drinks and her already has 5 years of being legal is trying to crash the trip.
#Reddit#Dump him#Don't stay with men who intrude on girltime#If he tags along he's going to irritate her friends#And her friends might get flack from their bfs about how one bf joined but not them#Beware the I want to protect you guilt trip
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how can i expect somebody who never had they own place to know they damn place?
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Keikri! She's an assassin working under Rasputin and Gazer, and is the made the commander of the Children of the Unseeing Eye after Tansy jumps ship. She's also personally tasked by Rasputin to kill Tansy, and later tasked by Gazer to recruit Tansy, which is..... awkward for both of them tbh
the design was originally made by @saturncoyote - i was using it for a warrior-cats oc storyline originally, but i couldnt quiiiite fit her in anywhere. so now she's part of the god-killer cult lol
#howling#art tag#mortally coiled#tbh this was partially because i wanted to fill out the ranks of CotUE#+ i specifically wanted a black cat who harasses Tansy because i was listening to a song dedicated to the memory of stormy the rabbit by aj#which is a very tansy song to me#ALSO you might have noticed that a lot of my new characters use she/her#that is because i realized recently that mortally coiled is filled with SO many characters with he/they pronouns#and im pretty sure its because most of the characters were made while i was having a gender crisis. hence. it is now girltime#anyways. here's keikri lol
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kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them for lysanderirenna … OR… a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets for jasper/dealers choice? OR. neck kisses that turn into love bites. for kasi :3
“Having fun?”
He gets the pleasure of watching the Marquis’ mouth twist beneath his mask, lips parting to greet the man who's appeared at Dorian's shoulder. Watches him realise the use (none) and close his mouth sharp over the words. And then he stops watching him, because — well.
“I am,” he purrs, turning (rude, intentionally) to put his shoulder to the Marquis, twisting towards the Inquisitor. Doesn't bother to watch the angry flush rise: he'll never get tired of the Herald's brusqueness (southern heathenry, from the holiest man on Thedas) but — he's sure — there are more interesting things to look at.
“Come on.” Kasimir doesn't spare the Marquis a glance: beneath my notice, not important enough to warrant a greeting from the Herald of Andraste. Dorian drains the remainder of his warming wine, feels it settle beneath his skin, and bows.
“Do excuse me, Marquis,” because he can never resist twisting the knife, because the man's been talking down to him for the past thirty minutes and he's sick of being asked about Tevinter wines by a man who clearly wishes he had the courage to ask about blood magic, who's going to go home and brag to his servants about spending the night playing the Game with a Tevene magister — because Kasimir calls, and Dorian answers, but that doesn't mean he has to be gracious to these people. “Sacred duty, and all that—”
“Inquisition business?” the Marquis’ eyes widen comically. “Surely not here—”
And then Kasimir — the Inquisitor — puts his hand on Dorian's shoulder, and the conversation ends with a look. He's lead away, into the cool, jasmine-heavy shade of the covered walkway, and Kasimir's hand is heavy on Dorian's shoulder the whole time.
“Is it, really?”
“Really what?”
“Inquisition business.” The Herald's arm keeps brushing his side. Velvet snagging, imagined heat. Dorian swallows. Kasimir pauses — halts their steps, the soft click of boots on stone ringing with the blood in his ears. In the gloom, his eyes are pitch and quicksilver, royal blue turned black by candlelight. Dorian exhales, and watches Kasimir's head tilt. Watches his lips curl, that sideways smirk, never-quite showing teeth.
Andraste's Herald, lilywhite hair gilded in the candlelight, looking at Dorian (Tevinter, magister, the snake in the shadows) like devouring.
“You looked bored,” he says, and Dorian shudders. There's a note in his voice that Dorian can't place: softer, more intimate than is technically appropriate; he licks his lips (slower than reasonably necessary, just to watch those eyes dip) and smiles.
“So it's a rescue mission?”
“Something like that.”
Kasimir's eyes are still on his mouth. His lips sting like lyrium, like veilfire, like oh-Maker-please, and when he (bites) (shows teeth) (takes the bait) he does so with a sense of drowning.
It isn't the first time. Nor is it the dirtiest thing they've done, a slow, (somewhat) chaste kiss hidden in the eaves of the Winter Palace, but it twists inside him like a blade. Like possession, something inside him coiling sharp. Hands at his hips, drifting upwards: a hand at his throat, thumb over his pulse, feeling it race. Then the wall's at his back, and there's teeth in his lip, and he thinks:
Kasimir, negotiating with the Empress of Orlais with Dorian's blood on his teeth,
Kasimir, wearing Dorian's marks on his skin,
Kasimir, and he breathes it out silverblue breathless, and the hand in his hair tightens and tugs and his head tips back.
Teeth in his throat. Dorian sees stars.
This will leave a mark. Kasimir bites (Dorian gasps) and his teeth are blunt and unrelenting. His nails score Dorian's scalp: his fingers bruise Dorian's waist. Dorian presses into both, the hungry, hurting touch, and it thrums through him like a wardrum, slow-building thunder. He shifts, presses his thigh between Kasimir's legs, and Inquisitor-Herald-Kasimir makes a low animal sound that hits Dorian like a blow. Knocks the air from his lungs, knocks his legs out at the knees, and he pushes at Kasimir's shoulders, hands greedy, grasping, spins them around so he can lean on Kasimir leaning on the wall and—
—the Inquisitor lets him, pliant and passive, tilts his head back so Dorian can drop a kiss sharpedged on his bruised, curling lips. An indulgence, an allowance: it shivers through him, that lazy unsubmission, that heady promise of what else he might be allowed.
The bruise on his neck throbs like a heartbeat. There isn't enough blood in his body, vision silver around the edges. He breathes hard into Kasimir's mouth, and feels the ghost of his teeth at his lips.
Having fun, indeed.
#kasimir my bastard son . if you weren't so fuckable they wouldn't let you get away with any of it#the others are COMING I will do girltime also...soon.....#wip wednesday thursday#kasimir#dragon age fic#:3
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girl time!2
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one note and me and @c4rdz draw it (i'm lying)
#bsd#soukoku#CARDZ BELOVED#bazdraw#i promise i will actually draw them normally im working on something we were just having girltime yesterday#teehee :3
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Julia: "You are a terrible mother!"
Momma Graves: "Funny, that's never stopped you from calling me 'mommy.'"
#julia x momma graves#is this anything#papa graves is in the corner he isnt allowed to speak during girltime#the coffin of andy and leyley#if we are going to put this in the canon somewhere i guess it can go in the part where momma graves tells ashley to stop calling her#cheating#i guess#i assume thats a trigger tag
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my pinned post or my about me, whichever sounds better!
salutations! im gemma/emery, im a girl innocently running this blog and having the best time of my life eheheh
i use she/him! both are preferred.
if you want more- go try and scavenge for my sideblog! if your lucky, you might find it!! >;D
im some sort of queer eldritch beast that lurks in dimly lit, murky willows of tumblr... effortfully seeking for fan-content deep in the black mysterious sludge....
the fandoms i revolve around are homestuck, adventure time, SAW (all movies), GOWR, percy jackson, warrior cats, and more!
thats all you really need to know about this blog, other than the fact its mostly reblogs and rarely art/posts from me personally. have fun!
#pinned post#about me#homestuck#girlpinned#girl- related tags! ->#girlstucking#girltiming#girltalking#girlclan#Spotify
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the homies r finished trigun stampede while i am playing genshin cuz i have already seen the entire show and i will not shut up
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My drug addiction prevented me from organizing the folders I’m never going sober.
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#🍆✨#mod himiko#mod 🍆✨#I’m joking#I can quit#I wanted to help organise the folders#it would be girltime#girl time
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