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This is my collection of small glass jars! I don't remember when I started making it but here we are and I think they're pretty cute but they're pretty useless :]
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A whole server of lambsonas 🤲✨
(From left to right on the lineup)
@aveloka-draws @beautysnake @coffincrows @xmajordumps @z00lea ME @monosprout @acoraxia @the-one-who-lambs @bamsara @squish--squash @strawdool @ane-doodles @lambment @arsonistmoth @surfdudeboy @cultoftheswag @p4r4n0rmal-exe @i-eat-deodorant @oneofthosenightbees @delirisse @catatombi @the-pentaparty @iamuxie @unwri-ten @ballad-of-the-lamb @vurelly
#cult of the lamb#cotl#lambsona#cult of the lamb oc#my art#what a satisfying collection#puts them all in a jar and rattles them
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"I think it's sweet," Steve says.
Robin wrinkles her nose. "Nothing about Eddie Munson is sweet. He's a sewer rat, at best. Or like twenty opossums in a trench coat."
"Opossums are cute."
"He probably has rabies."
"You say that about me all the time, so I guess that's good. We'll have rabies together."
"He gave you a rock."
"You give me rocks all the time," Steve says, rolling his eyes. He runs his thumb along the textured edge of the rock Eddie'd handed to him.
"Yeah, good rocks." Robin scoffs. "That one sucks."
#steddie#stobin#autism eddie and robin but they have different tastes in rocks#robin like smooth ones especially if they're shiny#eddie likes the ones that are shaped a certain way with texture#steve has jars FULL of their gifts#IS the rock collection/gifting thing an autism-ism??? me and my undiagnosed/undefined mental state does not know#ALSO opossums are naturally extremely resistant to rabies!! fun fact from your local opossum defender yaba#my steddies
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Sylvia Plath (age 21) in Wellesley, Massachusetts holding a dandelion puff, c. 29 August 1954
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Palely lit by
snuff-ruffed dandelions, white daisy wheels and a tiger faced
pansy, it glows. O it's no family tree
--Sylvia Plath, from the poem "Polly's Tree", 1959, in: The Collected Poems (1981)
#sylvia plath#sylviaplath#the bell jar#sylvia plath quotes#poem#sylvia plath poetry#the collected poems of sylvia plath#1954
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Collection of Trinket Jars
1 - 2 - 3 - 4
#png#transparent#kidcore#nostalgia#nostalgiacore#trinket#trinket jar#jar#trinkets#collection#crowcore#goblin core
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NYC street finds 4.1.24-4.21.24 1 of 3
faves from this round: tiny jar with a paper star, chunk of bismuth, and tiny red truck cab
#mine#crowcore#shinies#trinkets#found objects#nyc#collection#i think there will probably be 3 posts in this batch… many items!!#when i tell you i was delighted when i found the tiny jar#pink#purple#red#yellow#green
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Don't Worry
It's okay guys, 'tis nothing but a flesh wound...he's fine.
#the lost boys#the lost boys 1987#art#tlb#It's my time to collect this fandom's tears in a jar#That includes my own#dwayne the lost boys#laddie the lost boys
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of course you are incestuous and have blonde hair 🙄
#ianthe tridentarius#millions knives#giovinetta valdemar#lucrezia borgia#cathy dollanganger#cersei lannister#the carnivorous lamb#ignacio#<- new!#collecting them like weird glowing bugs and putting them in a jar and shaking them
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thinking about Dazai in stormbringer not only giving Chuuya the option NOT to use corruption bc if he did then he would never know if he was truly human or not, but also doing everything he could to buy Chuuya the time to make that decision- even going insofar as to think about how 2 minutes wasn't enough time to decide but that there was no way to get more than that. and he was already trying to figure out how to defeat Verlaine without making Chuuya use corruption, because if Chuuya had said no then Dazai was not going to force him
#i swear im SOOO normal about it.#i haven't been thinking about it nonstop for the last week not at all#i need to put these boys in a jar and out it into one of those paint cab shaking machines#anyway here is the beginnibg of the skk thought collection#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bsd dazai#bsd chuuya#soukoku#shh ac
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when i first moved in here this room was full of junk. now it's still full of junk, but in, like, a cool, aesthetic way.
(god help me when i move out and have to somehow pack all this stuff away again)
#i have! too many THINGS!#though tbh this is nothing compared to my old room at my parents' place (where most of my stuff still resides)#every surface is covered#every space that might be spare is taken up with cool rocks and jars of dead bugs and shells and dried flowers and animal bones#it's a complex ecosystem designed for the sole purpose of Collecting Dust#be shh now
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EDIT: I added a reblog breaking down the various details of the two rooms and why I think they belong to their respective companions!
this is davrin's room :)
this one below is taash's room! it's not giving sunrise view! it's giving bowels of the earth!
#IT HAS TO BEEEEEEEEEE#davrin#da4#dragon age#da4 spoilers#datv#da:tv#dragon age: the veilguard#the identical wood carvings!! yes there's dragon paraphenalia but davrin is a monster hunter!! the right side looks like there's access#to the outside!! room for assan to fly!! there's a wood log in the back! a crafting bench to the right! things in jars! probably things#collected from creatures#the other room is too dark!! yes there's a grey warden shield idk why!! it's the smithy!!#on the left there's a table of tchotchkes!! and stacks of coins! you know who likes coins! LORDS OF FORTUNE#and the medieval weightlifting bench! perfect for a gymbro aka TAASH#AND TO THE RIGHT THAT CRATE LOOKS LIKE IT'S HOLDING THE HAFTS OF AXES
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antique bottles
#vintage#mine#antique#dark academia#academia#poison#light academia#jars#bottles#potions#indie#grunge#pale#pale blog#aesthetic#soft grunge#circa 1910#1920s#medicine#collectibles
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Rancher!Graves x gn!Reader
Quiet mornings with Phil.
The ol' rambler house, on the ranch property.
For once, he sleeps in. Not by much, only just as the sky starts getting lighter. The sheets are crumpled over the both of you, legs tangled together and arms sprawled. He pulls you closer subconsciously as he slowly opens his eyes, grunting at the sight of one of the dogs staring up at him from your side of the bed.
He tries his best to slip out of bed without waking you, bless his heart, but it's difficult when he's just pulling himself off the mattress and you paw over his side, eyebrows furrowing when you don't feel him near.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he leans back down to kiss your forehead. "You can go back t' sleep if you want."
You pull at his shirt, trying your best to pull him back to sweet slumber, but his chest rumbles with quiet laughter.
"C'mon, baby, y'know I gotta get up." He runs a hand through your hair, thumb brushing over your cheek before his hand settles on the nape of your neck. "I'll make y' some tea, alright?"
He pulls away hesitantly, tucking you back under the blanket before he pads out of the room to brush his teeth. You drag yourself up eventually, clutching one of the brightly coloured throws around your shoulders as you make your way to the kitchen.
Phil can't help but smile as you waddle in, and he hugs you until the kettle starts whistling.
Mugs of tea and coffee in hand as you two sit on the big rocking chairs on the front porch. It's serene; gentle breeze brushing through the grass, birds chirping, dogs resting by their feet. He sighs, sinking back into the rocker as the sun pulls itself up from over the horizon.
He decides to take an easy day, making up his mind after making his rounds to check up on and feed the animals. The kitchen is warm, low hum of the radio as you work over the stove. He smiles as he kicks off his boots and pulls his gloves off in the mudroom, and he slips into the washroom to scrub his hands.
"Phil?" Called from the kitchen.
"Yes, puddin'?" He says, pulling himself around to the kitchen, wiping his hands on the thighs of his jeans.
You turn you head to look at him over your shoulder, and you smile at him. His heart melts.
"Made us some breakfast."
"Little late for that, ain't it?"
He slides up behind you, strong arms snaking around your waist and his nose burying in the crane of your neck while he watches you twirl the handle of the spatula in your hand.
"Better late than never."
"Thank you, angel."
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#Rancher AU#Graves.#I didn't have any way of mentioning Ma's peach jam.#Ma started taking care of Memaw's grove after she passed.#Whenever she and Pa come to visit she leaves literal cases of jam in the pantry without saying a word and collects the empty jars.#You and Ma get along so fucking well. It scares him sometimes.#You have one of his baby photos tucked away in your wallet.#He doesn't know.#Phillip Graves x gn!Reader#Phillip Graves x Reader#cod mwii#cod mw2
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TEEFS❣️❣️
#look at him!!!!!!#I need to collect his teeth in a jar#let him play a vampire I’m begging#eddie diaz#ryan guzman#911 spoilers
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Batman and Catwoman are making out on a rooftop - again. Jason Robin lands near them.
Robin: Ew, gross!
Batman: Robin.
Robin: Did you got rid of me only to chew face with Catwoman? And forgot about me?
Catwoman: Isn't he just terrible?
Robin: He is just that! And a hypocryte at it!
Catwoman: Oh?
Batman: Robin...
Robin: Yeah! Because it's seeminglu okay for him to fuck you-
Batman: Robin!
Robin: TO FUCK YOU, when I cant hang out with Nocturna! And she's legally my mom! Or not. I'm not sure, to be honest.
Catwoman: That's just unfair. I'll organise some tea with her. Step by my apartament any time.
Robin: *happy little dance*
~Later~
Bruce: Selina, stop trying to steal my child. One woman already tried it already.
Selina: I can't I'm afraid. It would destroy my street cred of the world greatest thief.
#Jason's collecting mom's like pokemons#a few months later jason sees Selina and Natalia making out and goes to cry to Dick#he just laughs him off#Jason has to pay the swear jar when they're back#I love how in the first lart B's only world is 'Robin' with different interpunction#why do they make out on the roofs so much?#can they stop?#jay's suffering!#dc comics#batman#jason todd#robin#dc#bruce wayne#selina kyle#catwoman#robin jason todd#natalia knight
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Lenox - The Cats of Distinction Spice Jar Collection, 1995
Artwork by Lesley Anne Ivory
#lenox#cats#lenox cats of distinction#lesley anne ivory#vintage#90s vintage#aesthetic#spice jar collection#kitchenware#spice rack#aes#grandmacore#cottagecore#spices#catcore#collectables#1990s
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