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[electricalstemplates]

ˢᵘᵇᵐᶦᵗᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ @angelic-wonders-coll

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[timethehobo]

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[n4rval]

tea with a stranger.

[monsterpotion]

daylight savings time gave me a weird extended dream where i was on a long train journey and i invented a special glue that let me walk up and down anything

[noirrelite]

The many ways I've drawn Sierra's eyes since Feb 2022, in rough chronological order (oldest to newest)

[fairygodsystem]

I noticed you never got around to the circus theme

what’s up with that huh?! Huh?! /Fake aggression /lh /j

omg sorry I am silly and forgot, here it is!

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[sonknuxadow]

idk how to word my thoughts so sorry if this is incomprehensible but its really cool seeing sega portraying shadow as like. heroic and cool and highlighting his positive traits and making him the protagonist of an upcoming thing. after so long of just reducing him to asshole rival and even occasionally going as far as to label him (and the rest of team dark) as a villain or place him in the same category as characters like eggman. please for the love of god let sxs generations be some good shadow food

[chimchiri]

You know, I still adore horror movies. I've mellowed out a lot over the years (used to watch a lot more disturbing horror movies when I was younger) but I still adore them.

That said. I now finally, finally get why people look up warnings and use doesthedogdie.com. Rationally, I understood it before. But now I can relate.

Because dear lord, I would have LOVED to know about that scene in "The Lobster". I am convinced that if the doesthedogdie.com hadn't existed before, this movie would single-handedly be the reason why this website would be created.

For anyone unfamiliar: doesthedogdie.com is a website where you can check for different triggers in movies. Initially it started with dog death (as the name implies) but there are also many other triggers you can check for (e.g. different forms of abuse, abandoment, violence etc). There are no images and the questions are answered by the community in text form. Sometimes people leave timestamps which is nice as well.

[putrid-tongue]

— STARTER FOR @prvtocol (⤻ Lady Brianne of the Dorwiniodhrim)

shakh  zigûrû  hurnash  hoir—  the  dark  lord  is  gone.  his  hordes  scattered,  his  mannish  devotees  following  the  grains  of  sand  and  the  flow  of  time.  mordor  lays  quiet  once  more,  as  no  foulness  or  wretched  creature  will  remain  honorbound  in  pious  awaiting.  a  spell  broken,  a  tentative  peace  achieved.  yet  in  the  dark  lord's  entourage  are  also  those  of  grander  designs  and  minds  of  their  own,  and  mordú  is  amongst  them.  while  his  master  dwells  in  dol  guldur,  he  is  content  to  further  his  influence  'ere  it  wanes  entirely.  and  in  his  heart  he  thinks  that  HE  DOES  IT  FOR  HIS  FELLOWS,  for  all  adûnai  bereft  of  love  and  higher  calling.  THÛ  is  pain,  and  he  is  terror—  but  he  is  also  freedom  &&  knowledge.  has  there  ever  been  a  path  worth  pursuing  that  would  not  test  those  wandering  it?  the  time  for  Men  has  come,  and  mordú  will  labor  for  it  to  be  greater  than  all  that  came  before.  too  fresh  is  the  pain  of  seeing  the  great  sea  heave  akin  to  a  beast  come  alive,  for  the  skies  to  darken  in  a  fury  befit  of  the  end  of  the  very  world.  and  beneath  him  the  earth  had  groaned  and  wept  &&  without  being  there  he  had  known:  his  home  is  lost,  and  would  never  return.  broken  by  petty  fury  over  children  who  yearned  for  something  they  would  never  have.  no  part  of  mordú  regrets  his  hand  in  sauron's  bloody  designs  upon  westernesse,  let  it  be  a  wound  upon  the  hearts  of  uncaring  gods.  would  that  it  tarnishes  their  crowns,  and  make  heavy  their  hearts.  they  have  not  shown  love  to  his  people,  and  would  be  granted  no  love  in  turn.

indeed,  he  will  carry  the  spark  of  sauron's  wisdom  to  the  south  and  the  east,  and  will  teach  those  with  the  minds  to  listen  and  the  courage  to  follow.  many  already  worship  sauron,  and  they  name  him  marec,  dasata,  vâtra  &&  countless  more  names,  for  he  is  ancient  and  has  been  with  the  tribes  of  harad  and  khând  &&  the  daen  since  the  DISTANT  MISTS  OF  THE  FIRST  AGE.  mordú's  mind  is  now  set  upon  green  and  fertile  lands,  home  to  an  industrious  and  worldly-wise  people  whom  will  be  a  rather  brilliant  jewel  upon  thû's  crown.  dorwinion  may  yet  become  the  breadbasket  supporting  mordor's  limping  economy,  and  secure  trade  with  western  regions  and  more  distant  places  such  as  umbar  or  the  proud  cities  and  moving  settlements  of  the  khârai  peoples.

from  dol  guldur,  dorwinion  is  merely  a  few  weeks  to  the  east  with  a  fast  horse,  and  mordú  takes  great  pains  to  avoid  the  further  reaches  of  greenwood  that  is  most  unfriendly  to  him,  as  well  as  the  running  water  of  the  celduin—  its  sound  enough  to  churn  his  stomach.  though  he  would  arrive  in  those  friendlier  lands  at  last  without  noteworthy  incident.  it  is  a  great  no  man's  land  between  greenwood  and  the  sea  of  rhûn,  and  neither  man  nor  elf  traverses  it  with  a  light  heart  in  fear  of  veering  south,  where  the  haunting  dagorlad  plains  await.  the  peoples  of  dorwinion  suffered  greatly  all  those  years  ago,  when  their  gardens  burned  in  the  pyres  of  war—  destruction  wrought  without  reason  or  mercy.  and  even  though  this  is  now  so  many  cycles  of  the  sun  ago,  mordú  has  little  doubt  that  the  memory  of  it  yet  prevails  in  their  hearts.  it  may  complicate  matters,  though  he  will  not  shy  away  from  the  arts  of  deception  if  he  has  to.

mordú  appears  to  the  people  as  a  sage  of  his  own,  now  dúnedain,  in  colorful  clothes  of  red  and  blue  and  green.  lacquered  beads  tell  tale  of  his  studies  &&  the  layered  cloth  hiding  his  brow  and  head  a  sign  of  deference  to  the  wisdom  of  the  cosmos.  he  is  kindly  and  patient,  easy  to  take  to  despite  his  wondrous  height  keeping  others  at  a  distance  upon  a  first  meeting.  KNOWLEDGE  he  would  share  freely,  and  he  is  wont  to  spend  the  night  on  invitation  within  various  settlements,  to  tell  tales  long  forgotten  in  the  comfort  of  firelight.  whispers  of  a  wise  wanderer  precede  him  within  the  span  of  mere  weeks,  though  he  is  not  always  met  with  friendliness  and  curiosity.  many  remain  weary  of  him,  and  they  will  trade  with  mordú  but  not  let  him  into  their  houses  or  their  inns,  instead  bidding  him  to  be  on  his  way.  a  fact  that  evokes  in  him  no  great  ire,  as  his  purpose  here  is  to  learn  all  there  is  to  know  about  the  dorwiniodhrim.

his  findings  would  lead  him  to  the  dónu  dales,  a  rich  and  fertile  area  called  deneral  in  their  tongue.  mordú  learned  of  a  family  inhabiting  these  parts,  their  shared  blood  with  both  the  gargath  and  the  donathig  making  them  uniquely  influential  in  his  assumption.  and  he  had  spoken  before  the  council,  and  he  had  been  granted  audience.  as  nothing  but  a  humble  sage,  a  scholar  &&  teacher  they  would  have  nothing  to  fear  of  him.  mordú  would  like  that  to  be  true.  wills  it  to  be  true.  in  his  heart  there  is  yet  a  space  for  love  and  admiration,  however  shadowed  and  misguided  it  may  be.  dorwinion  is  breathtaking,  and  its  people  uniquely  skilled  in  all  things  that  would  grow.  there  is  beauty  here,  and  he  would  not  love  to  see  it  wasted.

closing  his  eyes,  the  tall  adûna  lifts  his  face  towards  the  midday  sun.  around  him  the  air  smells  sweet—  of  dew  and  flowers  &&  vines  in  their  bloom.  he  looks  to  be  not  a  day  above  his  fortieth  winter,  though  there  are  dark  circles  beneath  his  piercing  blue  eyes,  and  no  warmth  in  his  cheeks.  the  long  hair  laying  upon  his  chest  is  streaked  in  grey,  though  it  remains  thick  and  has  yet  to  lose  its  luster.

❛  i  am  rather  glad  the  realm-master  has  deigned  to  hear  me  out,  and  that  it  is  you  who  is  willing  to  show  me  this  labor  of  love.  never  have  i  laid  eyes  upon  a  garden  so  bountiful.  it  makes  me  wish  i  had  arrived  later  this  year,  only  so  that  i  may  see  the  vines  heavy  with  grapes. ❜  his  gaze  is  directed  back  at  brianne,  searching  and  heavy  &&  like  he  may  see  more  than  merely  her  outward  appearance.  ❛  i  do  hail  from  down  south,  not  far  from  harondor  and  the  basin  of  the  great  river  anduin.  not  much  grows  there,  though  we  have  found  ways  to  coax  life  from  even  brittle  and  dry  earth. ❜

kohl-rimmed  eyes  crinkle  with  a  kind  smile,  showing  merely  the  barest  sliver  of  teeth.  ❛ i  truly  hope  that  trade  will  eventually  prosper  between  our  peoples,  though  i  have  heard  talk  of  you  being  an  industrious  woman.  perhaps  my  worries  are  unfounded. ❜

[electricalstemplates]

can you make a scene themed about me template :3 ?

Here you go! Hope you like it!!

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[dravidssideblog]

In Furaffinity's kink writing community I provide two essential services: I show a word count for all my stories, and I write stories with less than 5k words

[midshipmank]

I literally have so much on my to-do list today, I completely filled up the work and home related spaces in my planner, and even spilled over into the events area

[iwaasfairy]

I think that anon meant before the actual sex happens (or penetrative sex) but that's common with your works and everyone has a style! Some people just don't feel fulfilled when their smut doesn't end in the sex they want (I'm one of them but hey! that's what your disclaimers are for!) Keep on keeping on, we are here BECAUSE of your writing style!

I mean I get that while you guys might not feel it as heavily because you don’t read every fic I write, I do write all types of smut every single fic. Foreplay, or oral, or penetration, or the full on sex scene with double orgasms— ive written it all. That’s hundreds of fics or drabbles at this point.

And the large majority of my fics do have full penetrative sex as well as foreplay. You guys might catch a few here and there that aren’t going the whole mile,, but I’m here every time writing that smut. And there’s really only so many ways you can write penetration if that’s what counts as ‘smut’.

I knew what the anon meant, but it was a bit :/ bc even when I don’t feel like writing a sex scene I still try to give people what they want as far as smut goes. If the fic just needs to get to the penetration and the setup doesn’t actually matter, I can copy paste the same three descriptions into every fic.

[youllneverseemerelax]

extremely fucking good that SAG AFTRA is also negotiating for the limiting of self taping.

[thesampleblogthatisntbeingused]

[Text: Yes, you should absolutely grow and do better.

But please don't ever think your past self lacked worth in any way. Your past self got you through everything, even when it seemed impossible. And you're here now thanks to that version of you.

— traumasurvivors

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