Goripanda. She/her/hers. Current ships parked in the yard: suitang, idaoki, wangxian, wenzhou, kurodachi, stucky, hartwin, exr, sterek, destiel. Sometimes posts about other ships if they come up on my dash. Always on mobile, so I rarely check asks, but do send me messages if you feel like it.
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"This fic is literally just porn, why do you care about the quality of the editing" unfortunately, both my brain and my dick have strong opinions about verb tenses.
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dead serious WHAT did they put into claire de lune to make it do all that
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Some very eloquent notes on violence as a necessity for resistance.
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tiktoks with vine energy pt. 2
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On the hundredth day after the new year the heralds come to the doors of the city, announcing the arrival of the Golden Caravan at the farthest stop of its route ; like every year, citizens and travellers will surely gather at the western door to see it come to pass.
Right behind the banners as customary are the sculptor priests, foremost of the stonemason orders, bringing in this year's votive masterwork for the festivities. The black and white steppe oxen precede the arrival of the head guild architect, charged with the safekeeping of the citizens' sacred geometry. The graduating apprentices and newly welcomed novices walk besides the draftsroom carriage, bearing the icons of the Citizen Architects Guild : ardor and patience. Out of the kilns of the imperial workshops come delicate masterwork sought after the world over ; the sister-ceramists are selected from various key regions of the trade system and bring their local styles to the imperial production. Those workshops are the northernmost stop on the caravan's route.
Behind the masons, the torchbearers announce the arrival of the metalworkers' guilds, chief of which the head goldsmith on a palanquin of her own design. The braseros and forges are continuously tended by guild kindlers as to remain lit throughout the entire voyage of the caravan. Second to last comes the host of the manticore, behind the braseros of the master kindlers. It is believed that the creature requires her caretakers to be pure of heart and most diligent ; the honour is bestowed only on the highest performing apprentices of the smithing guilds. On the last day finally, behind the last of the apprentices, the crones of the chain count the days left to craft, keeping misfortune at work away, and, some even say, Death itself.
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Disney and NBCUniversal are suing AI company Midjourney for Copyright Infringement.
This will be a fun watch.
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embroidery from peacockandpinecones my friends and I have been losing our minds over all morning.
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Anybody else have a growing fear of updating their tech cuz everything seems to be getting worse and worse
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