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Does anyone have that photo of a baby cheetah getting licked really hard by its mama

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God please remove my genitalia

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Your path to heaven is paved in gold

Help me, I've been temporarily afflicted with Hannigram. It will pass, but my sleep schedule will never recover. (I stayed up until four in the morning to read a fic)

I've faced worse (I'm always fighting in the wincest trenches) but if you happen to have any fic recs I would greatly appreciate them. Anyway, I'm going to try to salvage what little time I have left before I will inevitably be dragged out of bed in the morning by my dog. By which I mean that I am going to sleep. Goodnight, and may you never be cursed with the dreaded writer's block again. *Passes out*

Ayyy! ☜╮(´ิ∀´ิ☜╮) Been there, done that! And I happen to have a few fic recommendations for you, lovely!! Happy reading! 😏

Will vaguely remembered falling. Or maybe it just felt that way. For a span all he could recall was plummeting into the darkness and cold. So maybe he had just imagined it. He’d slipped into unconsciousness so many times over the years, and each instance had been possessed of its own sensation. Freezing. Sinking. Being swallowed. Burning alive. But this had definitely felt like falling, with the unmistakable bone-rending crush of icy cold water at the bottom.

So maybe they had fallen together over that eroding cliff into the arms of the Atlantic.

The cliff.

They… he and Hannibal...

It's been weeks since the Fall. Since Will had leaned against him, the wild scent of blood thick and cloying on the air, and had taken them from the top of the cliffs. And for every second of every day since, Hannibal has been calmly dealing with the fallout of his decision that night: Life over death. Will had intended them to die, had allowed himself a moment of weakness, of desperation. Perhaps the last act of an exhausted soul. Yet Hannibal had denied him.

[Slow burn exploration of Hannibal and Will's developing relationship post-fall/season 3. Possible triggering graphics at the start of each chapter. Blood, gore etc. but canon for the show]

(Also I don’t know why the title etc is not showing up properly in the link but I think it’s because the fic is locked to registered users only, but it should still work!)

In his mind, the fall lasts a small eternity. In reality, it's maybe two seconds.

Will and Hannibal go over the cliff, just like they planned.

Picks up where the finale ends, fills in all the blanks of the last episode, and continues through to their new life as Murder Husbands. My version of a fix-it fic.

❤️❤️

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(Sad cowboy yeehaw lasso)

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“Serve!”

The only thing I’m “serving” is a “life sentence” due to “vehicular manslaughter”.

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YES YES FINALLY

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I feel as though this is cause for concern or maybe I’m just hallucinating

I - 37

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SOMEBODY DRAW THIS AS DEADCLAWS IN BEGGINGGGGG

I really truly hate them

Click for Quality!

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I’m doing a quickkkk survey for my science project, very quick, I have a theory that nicotine intake right before/ while pregnant can lead to autism (ik just answer)

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Hey, I’m happy you guys are in love and all, but can you please stop trying to kill each other now

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Woaw, I’m making a dnd group

Looking for 3-5 other people to join

13-15 pls!

BACKGROUND INFO/LORE:

1960-70's, the satanic panic is widespread, and most "deforms" (magic users) are born with abilities, and instantly killed. 98.5 percent of people are now "cured" very few "magic users" are left in America

"Magic" and "magician" have become offensive language, and not true, as these people would be closer to "mutants" (wink wink), the only changes are in there body, and can't affect the world around them no telekinesis or seeing into the future, it's more like shapeshifting, wings, or immunity to poison and sickness).

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It’s very casual, no number stats or detailed profiles necessary, each player makes a description of their character,

“New Orleans: another one bites the dust.”

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(Cracks knuckles)

(Cracks back)

(Cracks neck)

(Stops moving)

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*drinking my fifth bottle of ramun* I COULNDA BIN A BEEDIL INSTAYD?!!

whatever. go my scarab

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Can someone steal my uterus plsplsplspls idc about the side effects im a bleeding alienoid screaming to the universe because wanted to swim today

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I cannot express how much I love falling, gravity is my fucking jam. Downwards slope? HELL YEAH!! BREAK THESE BONES BABYGIRL!!