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alasarys · 1 year ago
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Lando Norris & Pato O'Ward Velocity Invitiational, Sonoma Raceway | 10-12 Nov 2023
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madamemiz · 2 months ago
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kels n kerfs ft 10 ft tall wife
when does he get to be carried around like a purse dog
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tadpoles-and-daydreams · 2 months ago
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update as to where the fuck I've been
See in part I haven't been posting much because I've been busy, but in part it's because I just.
My practice got so fucking weird that I can't really post about it that much anymore.
Like I've seen people talk about that, how once you get to a certain point it's hard to post about your craft because it's no longer mainstream and palatable. But it's entirely different to have it happen.
It was one thing to post about chatting with Hekate, but now I'm over here getting into past life shit and identity work and pop culture practices (which is an infuriating label, because it's based around how people who don't practice it view it imo, ugh) and ??? it's just sort of all over the place.
So don't worry, my life isn't going to shit! It's actually getting very interesting! It's just interesting in ways that aren't super "normal" to the witchcraft community as a whole, so I've been keeping that in the weird closet and chilling in my corner. As frustrating as it is to feel like this blog is sort of just rotting, since I do genuinely fucking adore this blog, I just haven't found a better way to do it.
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marc--chilton · 4 months ago
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"where are we going?"
"nowhere, i just know it hurts you"
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zaccariacombat · 4 months ago
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Whenever there’s a Match Game episode suspiciously missing on a streaming service, I just know it’s banned for some reason and I can count on the MG Productions YouTube channel to have some obscure 240p rip of it
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The side effect of spending time with your cool great aunt in her nineties is that you start saying shit like “oh yes, he’s a lovely young man!” About people in their sixties 😅
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beliscary · 1 year ago
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need to see pre-confession pining mess dion intensely & obliviously mooning after terence arghhhh
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xcziel · 4 months ago
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oh, i have a fever all right
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sentientcloudofmusk · 1 year ago
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Just had a dream that left me in an odd mood.
I was in like a classical video game overworld, like legend of Zelda style but the top down landscape was stretched up to make sense but you could tell it was all flat.
As I wandered a few screens, I met a blue person, bald, hollow face too, but they spoke to me and while I couldn't understand their words I knew they were kind; they would not move from where they were so I left them there, we waved and as I "changed screens" again the vibe changed, while we had originally been wandering in like a shattered old west area, buildings all but gone, random remnants of people's lives and tall canyon walls around, we were now in a flat area, gently glowing midnight blue floor and walls highlighted at their edges and corners with a brightly glowing teal.
Eventually (mind you, this felt like an hour of wandering in the void) I came to what looked like an arcade,build the same but it was actually a 3d model, the entrance of the building had greek pillars, roof and steps
Upon approach, 2 things happened simultaneously, a red being like our friend blue spoke to me, unintelligible but they were warning me of the building, as we spoke a woman appeared in a flash of light that originated from her chest, she had on beige slacks and a t-shirt of the same color, looking down I saw that we wore the same clothes, but her hair stood out, it was electric blue, cut short but unkempt for some time, mine was dirty and red, just past shoulder length.
We kept close to eachother, after another warning from the red lady (lady vibes yknow?) We approached the building, with each step my kegs grew heavy and leaded, like I shouldn't go, the blue haired woman didn't feel this and held my arm, helping me along, one step up, I could feel something change, second step, I became wracked with anxiety, third step, red lady shouted as a small blue version of those colored people (darker blue but lighter than the floor) walked out of the building a bit frantic as I went up the top step, as I did the weight lifted but I looked to the small blue person and they were now red's height, and purple.
They were all purple. All aside frome me and the blue haired woman, we looked back and miss red was just stood there, transformed like her people, and so I approached her, the blue haired woman cautious behind me, gripping my hand deathly tight, I leaned into red's motionless, hollow face and something unexpected happened, her face filled in and formed a smile, no a grin, a sinister grin, eyeless, it went halfway up her face and I felt that same grin form on my face, like my body was in on some joke my mind wasn't, blue haired woman looked concerned.
Then I woke up feeling..listless
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prognatus-solaris · 11 months ago
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There goes another year
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queenofzan · 1 year ago
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i know this is not the most pressing difficulty wheelchair users face but it must be so awkward and inconvenient to try to hold hands while going places with friends and loved ones. no hang on we have to take a hand-holding break
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babbyspinch · 8 days ago
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on my way
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captainxandis · 8 months ago
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Omgomg9mgomgsndodomsmfrjf AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
So I was super frustrated bc my cane got lost when i wasnt needing it and we couldnt find it so i got out the one my mom got for someone else when i was like 13 that got put in the junkroom before ever being used and it is
so
much
BETTER!!!
I didnt wanna try it because it had a different handle than my other one and I hate change BUT!!!!!
I decided to unfold it and try it bc i need a mobility aid atm and its just a little bit taller and HOLY FUCK!!!
WHAT A DIFFERENCE!!!!!!!
And after walking up and down the hall a couple times I actually like this handle a lot better! And because its just a smidge taller than my old one i dont have to lean as much to use it which actually makes all the difference in the world im so happy rn i am literally crying from joy fuck only using my cane SOMETIMES this is gonna be an ALL THE TIME thing now with how much easier and natural it feels to walk with it!
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santaclaralocalnews · 8 months ago
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Born blind, David Han immigrated to the U.S. from Seoul, Korea, with his parents when he was seven. He grew up in Santa Clara, learning English and braille as second languages and, with his parents’ encouragement, navigating the world boldly with a white cane and a seeing-eye dog. Read more at svvoice.com
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crushmeeren · 3 months ago
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omg but imagine secretly giving the mha boys aphrodisiac chocolate and seeing how they react..
No but you’re RIGHT…. ( ੭ ˙ᗜ˙ )੭
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Katsuki would stare at you with narrowed eyes when you hold your hand out and offer the piece of chocolate to him, your gaze wide and innocent until he pops the candy in his mouth.
Katsuki would be in a meeting not too long after, jaw clenched and teeth creaking when his uniform pants get too fucking snug for no reason. His cheeks will flush bubblegum pink, biting the head off of some hero he can’t remember the name of when asked what’s wrong.
Why the fuck can he only picture you face down and ass up in the air?
Why does he have to sink his nails into his thighs to hang onto his last thread of self control and restrain himself from palming his stiff cock when he thinks of your pussy split open for him?
Why the hell is sweat running down his temples and along his jaw like a goddamn river??
He doesn’t know.
What he is certain of, is his plan to tackle you to the bed as soon as he gets home. To cum the second he slides his achy cock inside your tight pussy, and then to fuck you until neither of you can stand to climax one more time.
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Eijirou would happily accept the chocolate, humming in delight once he begins chewing.
Eijirou would then be relaxing with you on the couch, using every ounce of willpower to concentrate on the movie you’re watching together. His cheeks would turn as scarlet as his hair and he’d try to hide his face with the loose strands when you glance at him.
He’d squeak out that’s he’s fine when you ask if he’s feeling feverish. He’ll clumsily cover his cock with large hands, knees knocking into one another when he tries to close his legs.
Eijirou would whimper in your ear “fuck, I’m sorry baby, I need your pussy. I can’t stop myself,” as he gives in to the heat churning in his belly and bends you over the armrest of your couch to fuck you like a dog.
You’ll babble and gasp it’s okay, crying out his name when he makes you orgasm for what feels like the hundredth time — only for his dick to remain hot and full after he’s already cum inside you so much that you’re sure you’re going to get pregnant.
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Shouto would take a bit more convincing. He doesn’t ordinarily eat chocolate, but he’s willing to try it if you’re the one presenting it to him.
Shouto would be leisurely walking alongside you in the grocery store, occasionally making noises of agreement as you tell him about your day.
Shouto would suddenly freeze mid stride, becoming rigid in the middle of the aisle. He’ll blink owlish eyes at you several times when you turn back to question what he’s doing.
You’ll snap your fingers to get his attention when he starts to stare at the swell of your tits for way too long instead of listening to you, cheeks filling out with a blush when he meets your gaze.
The next thing you know, your half full grocery cart is abandoned in the aisle and you’re yanked by the wrist back to your car in the parking lot.
Shouto would mutter breathlessly ��sorry baby, I can’t seem to control myself,” when he gets your pants off, leaving the material to dangle from one ankle before tugging you down to straddle his lap in the backseat.
He’ll unbutton his pants and shove them down far enough to free himself, not bothering with your panties and sliding them to the side as he sits you down on his cock and let’s out a low moan.
Shouto will match your every move, thrusting upwards harshly each time you sit down. He won’t give a single fuck if someone walks past the car, he just knows he needs your pussy to keep swallowing his cock until the insatiable burn in his lower belly subsides.
It takes…awhile.
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otterandterrier · 10 months ago
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recently during my walks I realized that, as much shit as I gave (inside my head) to FATM's "My love" for being commercial pandering, it's actually a great song to power walk to
Which made me go "hm I think it's time to revise and refresh my phone's playlist and, since I mostly listen to it while walking, add more power walking songs and less, I don't know, the usual angsty, shippy stuff"
But that's work lol, so I haven't done it yet; however, I did just go to Spotify to look up "walking" playlists to see if it gave me more ideas, and it made me a Walking Mix with songs picked for me??
And I was like "great yes I like some of these songs!" However, Spotify doesn't really know what I'm looking for, which is not stuff like "Walking in Memphis"...
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