#the price of paradise
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do-you-know-this-dw-story · 2 months ago
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the price of paradise (novel: 2006)
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greyhoundone · 1 year ago
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These just turned up at my local used book shop! Has anyone read any of these? Any recommendations out of the lot? Or ones I should skip?
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sirrabbithat · 29 days ago
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Bird!Ghost storms into the mess and slams a few dead squirrels onto Johnny's plate and walks away angerly
Bird!Gaz: "dude he definitely wants to kill you."
Bird!Soap gags and moves the dead squirrels away from his plate "oh totally-"
Bird!Ghost talking to a Bird!Price: "The number of squirrels is how many kids we're going to have. Johnny and I, I mean."
Bird!Price: "He's definitely interested."
Bird!Ghost: "you think?"
Bird!Soap: worried about being murdered in his sleep like one of Ghost's squirrels
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darkxsoulzyx · 2 years ago
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ALL STAFF TO THE WORK FLOOR. PLEASE PROCEED TO THE NEAREST CUSTOMER IN NEED OF ASSISTANCE.
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You, fine employees, are representing the Fazco. Brand. Please be sure to act accordingly. Thank you for joining us on this grand journey, and have a faztastic day!
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amber-jinx · 4 months ago
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I feel like Jinx and Chloe would have a special connection in some way...
Bye bye baby blue
You were born bluer than a butterfly, beautiful and so deprived of oxygen...
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ilovemesomevincentprice · 5 months ago
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Sorry...what?
I'm just looking at his broad fucking shoulders.
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astartears · 2 months ago
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Spinning yarn in my downtime at work today! Very excited to get back into spinning, it's so meditative!
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humbuginmybones · 6 months ago
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Updates on the wall! Might change some things around.
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actiongrrl · 16 days ago
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-- MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR MCR TOUR LONG LIVE THE BLACK PARADE
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bowbow-the-clown · 2 years ago
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... A AnD The FrienDliesT Grocer OUt And AboUt ...
.. and not a and the hostile grocer not so out and about ..
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bonbonzzz · 5 months ago
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Maybe I just bought Forza Horizon 5 as soon as I found out about the KITT DLC. Maybe I didn't. I did.
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corvianbard · 4 months ago
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#6512
I saw a fair lady in a paradise, And I hunger for her love. Imagine the very price I'd pay to the heaven above To deserve a place that is her vice And feel her grace behind her glove.
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ofpd · 1 year ago
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sorry but stars has somehow been stuck in my head all day what's happened to me
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msftsn · 5 months ago
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&& @lunaetis heard the stories, told the tales and spoke : ❝ you don’t have to hide them around me. the scars are just part of who you are. and i like all of what i see. ❞ EXTENSIVE SCAR PROMPTS . yangyang & yao .
terrible creation, monster, freak and abomination of mankind's ill - will against nature. all things used to describe him in the past, and yet here the mutant is; cheeks flushed as he opens his palm, long digits ending in a disgustingly ashen gray that replaces the tip of his fingers with monster like claws. scars of all kind, faint, deep, barely visible, discolored, disshapen, physical and emotional all laid bare for the outrider to witness. there's obvious nerves painted onto pale features, putting an off - puttingly sweet expression on the tacet discord whose heart was thrumming against his chest as though pure adrenaline was rushing through his veins. and maybe it was.
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nobody has done as much as look at his existence with anything less than terror or disgust. and here she was, treating him like a person. an equal, maybe. as if it was the most natural thing in the world when his entire existence was proof that "natural" could not be said in any correlation to him, ever. and yet here yangyang is - taking that entire notion and throwing it into the wind for blast off. he glances off, the claws of his other hand nervously thrum against his thigh. she has every right to act with disgust knowing the history of his scars and the fact a good amount of them come from the murder of the researchers. yet there is none of that showing on her face.
he startles heavily when a tender sensation brushes over the palm of his hand. at a glance he realizes it's the outrider gently tracing over his scars, feeling the roughness of his skin and the jagged tissue of his scars. his blush deepens, heart skipping a beat or two before he even realizes he's held his breath at the realization. daring to suck in a breath and exhaling it to come back into his natural rhythm he watches her focus in on singular scars, tracing them and looking at them from different angles. he doesn't deserve this, he thinks. or maybe he does. someone as amazing as yangyang does not come into the life of the undeserving, doesn't get sent to someone like that by the fates. or at least he thinks fate wouldn't be quite that kind.
maybe it was the silently bearing whatever the people (and in the wild the crazed tacet discords) threw at him and keeping up in his attempts to do good. maybe it was to even out the unfairness of his past. or maybe it wasn't fate at all and he simply managed to find the most amazing person he could ever wish to meet all on his own. maybe fate was just an excuse for him to pretend that some mysterious power pushed them towards interacting with each other when really it was yangyangs almost stubborn refusal to be anything but kind after sensing the melancholic pain he carries. that and his own stubborn refusal to give up trying to commune with her when she did not look at him with the same disgust most other people held. it gave him hope that maybe one day he could get along with other people, too.
when he feels her own fingertips stop tracing over his scars he sucks in another breath, holds it before carefully, very gently lifting the very same hand. he is gentle, as though she were as fragile as glass - or well, as gentle as someone should be if they have claws on their hands. he's sure the butterfly touch of the back of his claw tracing over her hand until it reaches to side of her face to slowly, carefully trace it until eventually he can cup her face in his hand. and then he leans forward, thankful his sitting figure is close in height to her, to rest his forehead against hers when he gives a gentle, sincere smile, manifesting enough power to manipulate the sounds around him again to fill in vocally where his voice falls short.
❛ thank you... for trusting me and, well, for being you. ❜
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savage-rhi · 6 months ago
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🎶Come lie with me, in the grass, and you'll be, in a world full of pure procrastination!🎶
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ilovemesomevincentprice · 2 years ago
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👁️ 👄👁️🔥
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Vincent Price - Adventures in Paradise; Color of Venom
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