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skatingthinandice · 11 months ago
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My motives, what I sought to achieve… I would take the same risk again. And hope for an alternative outcome? Quite so.
ABEL CROKER & SUSAN HART Ripper Street 4.04 "Men of Iron, Men of Smoke"
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seance · 1 year ago
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PICTURES TAKEN THREE HOURS BEFORE DISASTER.
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jisuto · 1 year ago
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tls123 · 4 months ago
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thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly) — 2024 edition // day seven + with bonus a-xian ! + find the 2022 edition here
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riaki · 1 year ago
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moneyload | satoru gojo x reader (implied fem)
this is for @satoruoo + everyone who’s tired of my angst | 1k wc
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satoru likes spoiling you.
no— like would be the world's greatest understatement. satoru feels about spoiling you the way he feels about you— he doesn’t just like you, he‘s utterly enamored with you. if you asked, he'd move mountains for you. or give up a portion of his candy; both are equitable in his bright eyes. he loves you so much that he'd skip a basketball session with suguru or leave in the middle of the fight to throw the leftover scraps of a cursed spirit to whoever was unlucky enough to be there at the time; you're more important. you've always been.
yeah, that’s gotta be it. a perfect way to paint his feelings for you on a pure canvas brightened by your smile, light as a feather and lively as the sun. and you're completely deserving, he thinks— you, who's always been so patient and kind with him.
as such, he thinks it’s a crime to waste such a beautiful figure on things less than lavish dress and delicate jewelry; but to be honest, he thinks you could don a potato sack and still make it look exquisite. nevertheless, each time you protest when he drapes another dainty necklace glittering with gems cut from a million-dollar wallet and 58 facets (all the reasons he loves you— that's what he calls them.), he shushes you promptly with a swift, sweet kiss; you get a noseful of his expensive cologne every time he sidles up to you and gets comfortable. which, for the record, is quite often.
out of everything he gets you; bouquets of beautiful speckled flowers that look as if a painter dumped their entire palette of pastels and pretties onto the petals, sweet chocolates dark with the tiniest amount of cherry liquor in the center ("i don't need them— i already get drunk off of you, sweetheart!"), fragrant perfume or the latest comfortable clothing that catches his eye (this one's less common. he likes it better when you're only in his clothes.), jewelry is the one he always finds his way back to the most often.
why? well, if you ask him— there's nothing better than being sprawled on your couch with his head in your lap, nuzzling into your warm hand as he catches a whiff of the perfume he gifted you last week paired with the reddest rose he could find on your wrist. your hands card through his hair, and he uses the opportunity to catch your arm before you can move any further, giving you a smug grin as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box.
(it's a little embarrassing the amount of times you've thought he was going to propose from that alone.)
you'll open it, and it'll be a pretty silver necklace that matches the one around his neck, or a gold ring with ornate details that he slips onto your fingers after taking your hand in his and pressing a kiss to your knuckles with a smile and a laugh. sometimes it's a bracelet adorned with rich jewels the color of your eyes; maybe something rose quartz to represent the flush on his cheeks you always seem to elicit or a marigold yellow to show the pure joy he gets from being around you. if you ask him about it, he'll just say, "i wasn't kidding when i said i get drunk off of you, baby." with a boyish giggle that's far too charming to not have been used in his younger years to get his way and a sweet little wink of an afterthought that has your heart racing.
on the occasions when the gift is far less... appropriate, you'll always sigh and chastise him with a shake of your head because you both know the fabric will be torn to shreds in a matter of a few minutes. he does it anyway, though. he's always been a little bit of a brat in that sense.
whatever it ends up as, satoru absolutely adores seeing your reactions; the cute flush on your cheeks when you accept it with a little thanks and a kiss to his cheek, leaning forward on the tips of your toes because he's too tall for his own good. maybe even to hook a finger around the bridge of his sunglasses for lips to lips, if he's lucky. of course, he knows he doesn't have to buy your affection— you've made that abundantly clear in moments he doesn't like to think about as anything more than vulnerability when he's worn out, but there's just something about you that makes him want to pile it on. he's always had more money than he knows what to do with, anyway.
and maybe, just maybe— one day he'll dare to hope for a future past school hallways, flattering dresses and skirts or sneaky kisses when he's a little sweaty and his jacket is in your arms and you're on the bleachers, hijacking shoko's pack of cigarettes while the squeak of shoes on the gym floor and the sound of a basketball rattling in the hoop fills your ears. past nights when you're curled up in his arms and he can comfortably rest his head in the crook of your neck, tucked away where it always should be (and always will be).
he'll hope for days when he gets to wake up to you by his side, a silver band with so much more meaning than the fifth one he's given you that week on your ring finger and a matching one on his own, because satoru loves you so much that he'd empty out the vaults of a bank just to make you smile at him. not in the hollow way his father always had at home, or in the obligatory resolute smiles of the servants on his estate, but in a genuine way; a way no one else (except his mom) had ever come close to because if he sold everything he ever had for you, his world would still be right in front of him, holding his hands and kissing his face in spontaneous bursts of love, like shooting stars dancing across his cheeks as a way of thanks.
...so, maybe satoru likes spoiling you so much because you always seem to return tenfold.
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if u looked at my search history you'd see 'how many cuts does a diamond have' and 'what are the chocolates with alcohol in them called' my (riaki) stuff. don't repost and/or plagiarize !
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carsthatnevermadeitetc · 23 days ago
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Subaru Pleo RS Limited II, 2002. A sporty version of Subaru's kei car with a supercharged 658cc EN07 4 cylinder engine. The Limited II featured 4 wheel drive as part of the commemoration of Subaru's 4WD 40th anniversary
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alienwlw · 2 years ago
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work wives
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violetvulpini · 7 months ago
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Doodles from the latest Ruby Spears watch party 👍
My friend Mazie's art that inspired the second-to-last one!!
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donotbelasagne · 21 days ago
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I can't find the original post, but this one goes out to that one person who posted that Pinterest board full of pictures of Reece Shearsmith, titled Reese Witherspoon.
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witchpuppies · 9 months ago
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(via GIPHY)  Kim Possible x Ron Stoppable from Kim Possible created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle
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hotd-brainrot · 4 months ago
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José Saramago, Cain
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skatingthinandice · 1 year ago
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SUSAN HART & NATHANIEL CROKER Ripper Street 5.06 "Occurrence Reports"
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seance · 1 year ago
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Edward's first instinct being protecting Stede in "Calypso's Birthday"
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jisuto · 6 months ago
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tls123 · 4 months ago
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thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly) — 2024 edition // day twenty-nine + with bonus lan wangji ! + find the 2022 edition here
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tavina-writes · 1 year ago
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From the destruction, out of the flame You need a villain, give me a name I'll be your friend in the daylight again There we will be, like an old enemy I'll be your friend in the daylight again There we will be, like an old enemy Like the salt and the sea Like the salt and the sea
"Salt and the Sea" by the Lumineers, covered by Gregory Alan Isakov here (x).
ANYWAY how could I not make a bad image edit of this song for NieYao + NHS.
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