july-juneandsummer · 11 months ago
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"Marko doesnt see Verstappen being at his peak yet: "no limit upwards""
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ashipiko · 6 months ago
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You’re so delicate, so in the bubble ♪
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xixneo · 3 months ago
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old adachi sketches i liked
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servegrilledcheese · 3 months ago
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this happened after she gave birth to twins btw
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orangesyellow · 1 year ago
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Then how is the King of Joseon still alive after the humiliation of bowing to the intruders nine times? Why does someone's humiliation deserve sympathy while another's humiliation deserves death?
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buildbuymode · 2 years ago
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astro is a homeowner! well technically she’s a repurposed observatory owner -- but that’s semantics.
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tubbietommo · 1 year ago
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Me buying fluffy yarn
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Me crocheting with fluffy yarn
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slimmestslime · 1 year ago
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mspaint mouse doodling
i was procrastinating on drawing something. by drawing something else. crazy
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wayzztogo · 9 months ago
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Scrambled this outta nowhere. take it.
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(Reblog not just like♡)
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rainesol · 7 months ago
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Short Kshoshurankha fic for writing practise :}~<
“It’s awfully late, mancub. Don’t tell me you’re alone.” A soft voice coos from the boughs of the trees above you, sending a shudder down your body. Surveying the canopy above you brings no results though, the forest is eerily quiet once again. “Aren’t you going to answer me?”
>Where are you?
A breathy laugh is the only response you get. You turn around to get a better view, and a scaly, ice cold tail rests on your shoulder and gives you a tug. The sudden chill is enough to knock the wind out of your lungs. A few metres away, you finally notice a pair of bright yellow eyes fixed on you.
He slowly leans forward, propping himself up on his elbows. “Couldn’t sleep?” You don’t respond. The woods behind campus are the only place where you can pretend that your life is still normal. It’s not about to be spoiled. “You know…” Kshoshurankha leans down from the trees. “I could help you relax. A little conversation with a trusted friend never hurt~” With those words, the leaves around him began to swim and melt into each other. You break eye contact before you lose your footing, spinning around away from him yet again. Another chuckle rings out from above.
>Leave me alone.
He doesn’t respond. The silence is only broken when a tongue flicks in your peripheral vision. Kshoshurankha is now wrapped around the trunk of a thick tree and staring, just over a foot from your face. He’s quick. “It’s dark out, mancub. A diurnal creature like you shouldn’t be out here.” He lowers himself onto the ground. “Go home, Yuu.” That final sentence cuts deep. Maybe he meant to. There’s no way to tell without looking at his face again, which you’re sure as hell not doing.
>Leave me alone.
He tuts. “Huffing like a little hatchling.” Ksho stands beside you and looks down at your face. “If you’re not going back to your dorm, then I suppose you’re stuck with me. I’m sure you’d prefer the former.” A freezing hand rests on your shoulder. “Unless you’re feeling charitable? I wouldn’t mind the heat.” He raises his hands in surrender when it’s swatted away. “Colder than a serpent, dear me.” Kshoshurankha leans in closer to your face. “Birds of a feather, snakelet, Don’t you know? Humans aren’t solitary. There’s people waiting for you back there.”
>…
He continues to inspect your face, eyebrows raised. “Is this your tactic? A mood like this is bound to kill anyone’s appetite.” His hand has warmed to match your body temperature. “Perhaps I should return to the canopy.” The weight of his hand leaves your shoulder. “..And you can get back to your walk.”
>…I’m tired. I think I’ll just go back and get some sleep.
He smiles, displaying needle sharp teeth. “Is that right? Make sure you get there safely, mancub.”
>Are you coming?
“…No. I’m happy here. I’ll see you around, prefect.” When you check behind you for a final time, those sharp yellow eyes have vanished into the treetops once more.
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normal-sea-urchin · 2 months ago
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you'd think that after playing flute for four years i'd be good at it, but nope! i have the skills of a literal novice and struggle to even play the concert f scale and the concert b flat scale
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july-juneandsummer · 8 months ago
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Istg Helmut Marko stands up at like 6 Am every day takes his old man pills and then just sits himself in front of a microphone until noon. Sends it out to random news outlets and goes to bed happy and content
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ashipiko · 9 months ago
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the girl is READY TO PARTY
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genderwip · 8 months ago
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feeling very dysphoric aaaa I forgot what my face looked like because I hadn't looked in the mirror all day and then accidentally saw my face in a reflection and its so weird,, I don't look like me and I don't remember what I look like and I'm worried the image of me in my head will never match with reality
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partyinthemysterymachine · 9 months ago
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.. oh.
[strained smile]
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invidiia · 11 months ago
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hi guys i love will wood
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