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sometimes writing isn’t about talent. sometimes it’s about sitting in your chair and suffering for 45 minutes until a single sentence crawls out of your skull

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I redrew it ^_^

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Le Gouffre du Castel-Meur or “The house between the rocks”, originally built in 1861 in the coastal village of Plougrescant, Cote de Granit Rose, Brittany, France | original author unknown

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naming my blades Polite Request and Gentle Reminder

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A peek at our recent trip to the Bosch Parade in the Netherlands!

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sorry i can’t go out tonight i’m at home sitting down

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you know a joke that never EVER gets old is when a character says smth like “I will NOT go to [place] and that is FINAL” and then it cuts to them in that place I eat that shit up every single time

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i was at an event last night in california and i went to the bar to order wine bc wine was like, a thing, and i looked at the menu and saw i was completely out of my depth bc idk any wine names, so i turned to my right and there was a man in a gorgeous suit standing at the bar beside me and i said “do you know anything about wine?” and he said “a little, yes!” i told him i liked white and dry wines and asked if he’d order for me. he asked the server for two glasses and had one poured for each of us and then he clinked his glass on mine but he didn’t take a sip, he just watched me taste mine and then he asked what i thought and i said “it’s pretty good, but like i said, i wouldn’t know.” he laughed and told me to have a good time & i walked away. fifteen minutes later i found out he’s the winemaker.

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something something lavellan came away from dreams in which her lover watched her from an endless distance but i think about the dreams she doesn’t remember. the ones where solas lets her near him, lets her speak and shout and rage at him and curse his name and beg him to come home. lets her touch him, if she wants to, and tells her the truth and indulges his heart. does she ask him to help her forget those dreams, in the moments before sunrise? would he remove them out of mercy, or regret? when she wakes, is she left with the lingering sense that he’s been there, just beside her? does it feel like it did at haven, after that first kiss?

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I (a baptised catholic) lost my virginity to a satanist the night before Pope Francis died. I fear this may be my fault.

noooooo that's so funny! It was definitely you

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im back in the fucking building

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i know there’s more than this out there but it really is incredible that people will look at a fictional character someone else wrote and collectively say “I will write you a hundred happy endings.”

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30+ year old women are the backbone of this website