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sejanusplnth · 2 years
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maiamars · 1 year
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no one :
me : luis had an big impact on leon and he didn't get the chance to know it!!!!!!
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mrs-monaghan · 1 year
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Jk can be so breathy when he talks sometimes 😅 damn near moaning half the time😂. I had to adjust my volume when he was talking about Jimin’s birthday/his schedule. Moaning and groaning all over the place. Like, can you not 😂
Maybe because he had just taken care of matters? Or was about to? 🤭🤭
No, hear me out. A friend pointed this out and I cannot unsee it 😳 So like, if you have learnt one thing from my blog, it's to always look out for the Jungkonda and the Jimcock.
To be that black dancer🛐🛐 I hear her name is Latrice. Well, Latrice really saw the Jungkonda in action and I need to know how to be her coz this just ain't fair fam 😭😭😭😭
Moving on.... swiftly.
Anyway, we know this isn't the first time JK is practicing commando. But this was pointed out to me and......???? 👀
What do you get when you put Jimin and JK in the same building at the same time?
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JK looses his Calvins
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fals3nd · 8 months
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@lazaruhs gets katniss everdeen
i've been avoiding him. everyone seems to know it. i give what serves as a training center a wide berth and i've been conspicously absent from the cafeteria if i walk in and see him there. it's like looking at a ghost, and i don't need another one of those. i killed him. when i close my eyes sometimes i still see the red gleam of once-flesh, the sound of the mutts and him and him and the mutts and the gargling and the growling and. but he's alive. and he's here. and now, when i've snuck down to look at the bow beetee is making for me, he's here too. gale's not, which i immediately resent. if gale were here i would talk to him and he would help make sure cato doesn't approach.
but it's just me, and the bow, and the range, and cato. one of the boys i killed. haymitch has told me that they didn't let him do much for a long while, said he was in a worse state than i was when i - - - well. than i am now, still, with my lack of schedule due to my mental state.
"cato." my voice sounds more confident than i feel as i focus on the target across the range and let an arrow fly. it sinks into the center.
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jinxed-games · 2 years
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me the writer:
The new prologue has a lot more Family Time. I feel a lot more connected to them!
me. the writer:
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emprean · 6 months
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@dieangelo said ; an empty hallway of a hospital, it's dark outside and the overhead light in this hallway are dimmed ( accepting )
dad hates that she does this. he says she's overextending herself, star, and circe knows ( both because she knows and because she knows him ) he paces the kitchen back and forth along the worn line in the linoleum when they talk about it. but circe had known the accident was going to happen, and had known that the bed and breakfast was otherwise unbooked, and that if no one was there one mrs. clark would lie at the foot of the stairs until morning when it would be too late.
so. what was she to do? besides, circe likes a good bed and breakfast. she likes holing up in a cozy little room with a sketchbook and a chipped mug of tea, or sharing meals with someone who knows the history of a small town in a way few others do. so it's not that hard. and mrs. clark will be okay, because her lone tenant for the night found her and called 911 so fast that it was almost like she had called them before mrs. clark slipped. even if she hates hospitals, and their too-many terrible endings and the smell of antiseptic, circe can suffer it if it means helping somehow, someway.
she looks up from her phone, where she's considering hitting one of the few contacts and calling her dad, but the expected company has arrived. not a minute too soon. people never are. "hi." nice. easy greeting, always a win. she slips her phone into the tote bag that sits on the floor, leaning against the chair she sits in a somewhat precarious looking crisscross situation, "you were - are here to see me." it's not a question and circe stares nearly through nico rather than directly at him.
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itsokbbygrl · 8 months
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Thanks lovey Liv @5oh5 for tagging me to share a snippet of my bonkers Pinterest algorithm lol
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open pinterest and make a moodboard of the first 9 pictures that appear
Once again, welcome to the inside of my brain, it’s weird in here. If you see this, you’re tagged, bub. I wanna see all your weirdo little feeds 🥹☺️🥰
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thirdtidemouse · 10 months
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im cooking my hilda werewolf Dylan in a pan rn...developing her flavours... changing some things... i realised she was too similar to other ppls ocs ive seen so im trying to make her less of a copycat while still fitting in with canon and making sense as a person.. spoilers she is related to kaisa now and looks a bit different. but the werewolf concept is still there.
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tsuntsunfangirl · 1 year
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I hope you hit post limit soon.
said @lowbrowcomicinterludes
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(the other one is @turniptitaness)
But I'm just getting started!
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bloodyhistorie · 1 year
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@4ger told anne ; it’s rather late, you know. 
"i didn't know you had a curfew." several things about anne must seem foreign to him these days ; that's what a few years without seeing someone in person will do. she's taller. her voice is rougher, cigarette-singed on the edges. she wears her hair short, cut about the chin rather than the bedraggled ribboned ponytails her mother had insisted on when she was still little enough that her mother did her hair. gone entirely are the skirts and dresses, frilly and impractical, replaced with sensible looking slacks and a brown wool tweed coat that seems to be swallowing her whole.
it would be easier to list the things that are the same. there is a specific sort of glint to her eyes that has always been anne, and the acerbic tone of her voice doesn't have the bite to actually make it mean.
"how're your sisters doing?" it's a quick diversion, but one that will steer the conversation where she needs it to go. "and do you have a lighter? i don't feel like digging through this," anne rattles the carry-on luggage she holds in one hand, "on the street. or you could invite me in. you know. have a cup of coffee to keep you awake at this rather late hour."
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streetslost · 1 year
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SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT at her wonderful, adorable boy.
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sadclowncentral · 5 months
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the city where we live doesn't allow public barbecues so my brother fucking welded a grill to a handcart and now hosts "chill and grill sessions" where he sends all his friends his live location so they can hunt him down on their bikes with sausages in their backpacks while he carts it around evading the police like some sort of barbecue vigilante, grilling on the run. i have never been prouder of him
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mrs-monaghan · 1 year
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See i don't want to have any 'straight sex' with him. BUT If i had a dick i'll gladly fuck him shaz. I'll be stomped by JK but who cares, if I get to fuck Park Jimin ???
Jimin has to let you first. You forget the part where he is head over heels with one Mr. Jeon and aint having eyes for anyone else anytime soon. I'm afraid anon:
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fals3nd · 1 year
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@limpfisted said ; "You are worthy, you know. A proper legend, if I do say so myself. Battling through Avernus. Fusing with a mysterious relic. Leading us now. All that hardship. Lesser stories are told to more applause and accolades than you've recieved."
meredith shakes her head at the praise. it sounds so glorious from the lips of someone who wasn't there. there was no glory in it at all. her gaze falls to the aforementioned relic, the shining silver of her hand. it is only the sleeves to her wrists that hide how far the metallic shine has crept. "you're - - - too kind." she says quietly and smiles, though it doesn't manage to reach the corners of her eyes. "it isn't all it's cracked up to be." the lack of anonymity is ... difficult. hooded cloaks and thick gloves can only do so much.
"besides. i let diana and the others take more've the praise. they like it more than me." the inn they're in now is that of her fellow champion of avernus, situated in the lower city - - - the golden mammoth was purchased by the bard diana off of the back of her fame as a champion. it only makes sense for new heroes in the making to be here as well as those who have been established as such.
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knightofleo · 10 days
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t-...to-...toasty s'more mushrooms.....
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scramratz · 3 months
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