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💖🌸🌈Pastel Pink Baby Dragon🌈🌸💖

One of my super cute artist liberty comms :) absolutely love how this baby turned out 💖

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*hands you a tiny black moor goldfish friend*

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This black Moore goldfish is kicking my ass

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One day I will eventually finish these black moors

Just uh, not today

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this was in my drafts from 2023 and well i was right. these outfits would fuck. i need to make similar items because these are, of course, unattainable. also it's fun to make things. And the upper one needs some idea for the bottom part I guess.

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Tisztátalan magyarság happened már 220 éve is.

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a11eg0ry says, “if you were going to disappear from this place, where would you go?”

her elbows are resting on the edge of the counter, its aged laminate is peeling and digging into her skin; they are the same marks she’s worn for years. hank’s question is one she’s been asked many times, bored eyes always watching as another hand signs a fake name into the ledger, they hope it will leave a mark with her, that the question will make her remember them. usually she gives some obsolete answer that she doesn’t believe — but a storm is sparking the air around them and she feels equally electrified.

“somewhere cold, i think.” she lived in new york for a short while, when she thought she'd make it big as a dancer. she left full of bitterness and with broken toes; and teresa hated the winters. she can handle the heat, she doesn’t mind sweating because it feels worth something. the only thing a winter on the east coast gave her was near-frostbite.

“actually, i’m lying. i think.” her teeth dig into the flesh of her cheek, she considers — looks hank up and down and says, “i don’t know.” it’s the most honest thing she’s admitted to in a while, “i don’t mind some snow but i hate blizzards. i saw a tornado once and almost pissed myself and i hate the beach,” her lips crack into a smile; amusement wrinkles at the corner of her eyes, “sand gets everywhere. you know? so i don’t know what else is left for me.” 

she’s heard it a hundred times before, scarlett’s voice reminding her that her demands are unattainable. “unfortunately, i don’t think i’m suitable for the world,” maybe she likes it at home — hell’s half acre is a familiar toothache, “i think rome’s the only place that’ll have me, if i’m being honest. and usually people end up here cause it’s the same for them.” when her eyes meet hanks again there’s a hint of knowing — the kind of familiarity that creeps in with the fog and lingers.

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"it's not my job to tell you that horse thieves are bad people"!!!

(Claire Mesud, interviewed by Publisher's Weekly (2013) [ID'd])

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Batwing Wrap Mini Skirt (g1163)

蝙蝠ステータスミニスカート g1163

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