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hellontrion · 1 month ago
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Got some stuff recently 🫣
Hopefully gonna make a start on reading wonderland today
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miilksoap · 4 months ago
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divinechieko222 · 10 months ago
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recent impulse buy
btw i got the ultralip in ember
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annalrk-art · 3 months ago
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maryland miku at the bus stop what will she do
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booksinpiles · 2 years ago
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kabukiaku · 8 months ago
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Forgot to share on here! Terzomega lanyard charms are here 💜✨
LINK TO LISTING
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wolfythewitch · 3 months ago
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have you ever read the niebelungenlied? if so any thoughts on Kriemhild x Brünhilde?
I have not!
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thats-w4cky · 3 months ago
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MY @potato-lord-but-not ORDER ARRIVED!!!
I'm so fucking excited, everything looks incredible :D (not to mention the little oscar sticker and the michael doodle!!!)
also very happy that I could add the oscar print to my poster wall
absolutely obsessed with it all, now I need to decide where to put all the stickers LMAO
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pwouted · 7 months ago
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a new friend 𐡏ᆞ ̫ᆞ꛲
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draculavian · 1 year ago
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Scorch and Magic ! <3
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upsidedownsmore · 3 months ago
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just finished reading the warframe art book and i'm acrually feeling emotional
how does a video game art book make me emotional
god this game and the people who've made it happen are so fucking cool oh my god
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pxssyboyares · 1 month ago
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i bought a candle that burns into massage oil and i need someone to burn it and give me a really good massage with like so much pressure u think ur hurting me (in a bad way lol) but i promise ur not my back is just so fucked up.
start with my shoulders and then move lower to my hips. then down to my ass which you briefly give a massage before moving down to my thighs, completely ignoring my pussy that’s definitely dripping wet at this point.
and once you’ve gone over my body once, you start back at my shoulders and neck and do the whole thing again. watching my body jump everytime more hot wax is dripped onto my body is worth all of the teasing in the world
eventually, after what seems like ages, you finally rub my hard dick
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citrine-elephant · 3 months ago
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chreon, but chris is extremely fucking confused. he had just swung by the store for a container of coffee grounds the other day just to be prepared for leon's visit. but it's gone. 32 oz, just gone.
he's going through cabinets, under tables, everywhere. he's losing his fucking mind, where is that coffee?
... chris smells it. obviously, coffee was made, with the little that was there, right? right?? but now, they're out! how's he gonna swoon that exhausted raccoon man without caffeine?
leon pops back in to see this man, now madman, rummaging through everything.
"uh, you good, big guy?"
"can't find the coffee i just got three days ago."
cue the guiltiest look chris has ever seen on leon as this, still somehow tired looking son of a bitch has to explain that... yeah, he kinda made some while chris was out and well-
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divinechieko222 · 4 months ago
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caffeine pills and maybelline illegal lash fiber extensions mascara
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baejax-the-great · 17 days ago
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Hello! No pressure but do you think you will update Overboard at some point? I love that fic so much, Alistair/Bethany is one of my favourite pairings and you write them so well!!
Thank you for asking!
I actually spent some time wandering Rivain in Veilguard getting the gears turning. I also made a Bethany Rook I don't seem to have the most recent version of the fic available to me at this moment (🙄), but here's a snippet that probably won't change much:
“I think this is the best we’ll find,” Bethany said.
They stood at the entrance of a rotting pile of bones that might have once made up a house. Fisherman’s shack, by the look of all the netting scattered about. There was more hole than roof. One patch of the dirt floor was covered in soot—the kitchen, he supposed—and another held a pile of wood shards that at some point might have been a cot. They were going to have to make do with the ground and whatever constituted that moldy pile of fabric over there if they stayed.
“You can change your mind,” she said. “You don’t have to go through with this.”
The lyrium headache had already been plaguing him for two days, and Alistair wasn’t certain how much longer he could keep walking. He’d never pushed it this hard before. This… shack, if he could call it that, would shelter them. At least there was water.
Bethany was looking up at him with nervous eyes pretty enough to soothe his tender head. Sort of. Well, no, not really, it throbbed, persistently, but at least he had a nice view through it. And he had no intention of going back and losing her now.
He swallowed. “I’ve chosen my path. Nothing could be as bad as…” He stilled his tongue. There was no saying Bethany would see this through to the end. She’d never seen someone in lyrium withdrawal. He wouldn’t blame her for leaving once the hallucinations took hold.
Bethany stepped further into the shack. “You should have seen the hovel we lived in back in Kirkwall,” she said. “I didn’t think anything could make me long to return to the gates. Stepped one foot through the door and almost turned around.”
“So, it had doors then, because this place—”
Bethany shushed him, and Alistair dropped his arm from gesturing at the hole they had walked in through. “It smelled. And it was dark and dank, and miserable, and I couldn’t stop thinking of our little cottage in Lothering being overrun by monsters while we had to live here. But my sister smiled, which she always did even when she shouldn’t have, and she put an arm around my shoulder and told me that she didn’t see a heap of trash in the corner or my uncle’s dirty socks or the soot-stained ceiling. All she saw was survival and opportunity.”
Alistair kicked at the charred remains of… something. Trash, check. Soot and dirt, check. No socks as of yet, but there might some hiding under the debris. Fish bones, too, probably. “So, this place looks like survival to you?” he asked, unable to keep the pessimism out of his voice.
“No.” Bethany took his hand. “It looks like freedom.”
Alistair closed his eyes. It sounded so nice when she said it. “It won’t be easy.”
She caught his jaw with her hand, cradled his cheek. He felt the tiniest bit of healing magic under his skin as she said, “I know. But it’s ours.”
He leaned into her hand, and the way she said it, he almost believed her.
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booksinpiles · 2 years ago
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I had Google play points 😆
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