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alexmurison · 22 days ago
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Beautiful Light in the Berwyn Mountains
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manic-sapphic · 2 months ago
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(sorry for the sarcasm, guess i'm feeling a lil saucy today lol) <3
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velvet4510 · 6 months ago
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imembarressedsohere · 7 months ago
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The Horsemen Edit.
also on instagram
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downfalldestiny · 1 year ago
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Campfire spot 🔥 !.
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fabaceous · 2 years ago
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isnt it so interesting and so reflective of being a teenage girl how the yellowjackets collectively and sort of automatically/instinctively assign certain roles to certain members of the group, often roles that involve getting their hands dirty and doing things that are anywhere from gross to ethically questionable to truly morally reprehensible but necessary for their survival, because no one else can stomach it, and then they punish her for acting out the exact same role that they assigned her?
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hotcheetohatredwastaken · 9 months ago
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Blood Drops on Roses: Settling in (19/80)
Wild, Twilight, and the travelers settle into camp for the night. Wild is uncomfortable. Tw: none (threat of stabbing?)
“Woah!”
Suddenly, Wild felt a pressure against his back. Arms encircled his shoulders and went around his neck. His throat tightened, his breath caught, and his fingers clenched around the handle of his paring knife. 
But he recognized the voice: the young sailor, Wind. It would not be acceptable to stab one of the travelers—especially their youngest—directly in front of them.
Wind set his chin on Wild’s shoulder. “Are you cooking? You can cook?” he exclaimed right in his ear.
Read the rest of this chapter here! Blood Drops on Roses
Or read the rest of the series here! BDOR Series (Prologues)
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jt1674 · 9 months ago
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molloytheboy · 8 months ago
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On the one hand switching to audiobooks has gotten me back into reading and it's really the only format I can easily work into my schedule rn. But it does also mean that if I come across a line or passage that I want to remember or share I can't just highlight it and take a pic anymore I have to either borrow the ebook or hope that someone else has quoted it online somewhere
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turn-the-tables-on-them · 6 months ago
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'You spin me right round baby, right round, like a record baby, right right round round.'- Right Round Like a Record
Expletives not pictured in this illustration.
Concept art of Valeria Wilder during the first flight with her Wind Viper, Aconite.
@hollowgast1
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transgaysex · 21 days ago
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i need my friends to watch anything other than arcane. taking matters into my own hands and making them watch dungeon meshi
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completeandtotalchaos · 2 years ago
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I just think every Iterator should have a little slugcat floating around bothering them. This includes Chasing Wind.
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elizabeth-mitchells · 1 year ago
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hi! im having trouble understanding the part where lottie told everybody that natalie has always been the wilderness' "favourite". may i know why? its been bugging me for dayssssss
i'm sooo sorry it took me this long to reply to this!!
so. to be completely honest. i'm not exactly sure?? like. there's obviously the fact that she was saved during the hunt. but i don't know why lottie would say it's "always". maybe because nat was the hunter and for months the wilderness gave her the animals to feed her and the group? maybe lottie knows more than the rest of us and maybe (probably?) it'll be explored more in s3!
or maybe lottie was improvising that seemed like the right thing to say at the moment to really establish that nat is meant to be the leader that lottie doesn't want to be
if anyone has any more thoughts about it please share!!!
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downfalldestiny · 1 year ago
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Nature 🍃 !.
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whats-in-a-sentence · 2 years ago
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There was a wilderness, and Cal was dust in the wilderness, and his hopes and dreams were dust in the wilderness, all driven before the same unforgiving wind.
"Weaveworld" - Clive Barker
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fiction-quotes · 2 years ago
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And as they sang, the fear and the suffering of the long winter seemed to rise like a dark cloud and float away on the music. Spring had come. The sun was shining warm, the winds were soft, and the green grass growing.
  —  The Long Winter (Laura Ingalls Wilder)
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