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kaustubh-wankhede · 6 months
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Planning to travel to Spiti Valley in June? Worry not and check out our guide for the best places to visit in Spiti Valley In June.
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I've been watching the adventures of tintin 1991 with my sister and were watching the blue lotus part 2 and when Chang showed up I literally sat up in my chair and pointed at the screen like he was a famous actor. He has entered my brain forever, and I have you to thank for it.
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for a character that popped up for only two adventures he left quite an impact on me too. I can imagine he'd make quite an impression when staying over in Belgium and making some appearances in the paper!
my sister was studying the opium trade and its links with colonialism so we were watching the 1991 cartoon episodes for The Blue Lotus and The Crab with the Golden Claws. I remember a) cringing every time Mitsuhirato appeared b) cringing at the voice they decided to give Chang and c) my sister turning around and looking at me every time a Chinese Musical Sting™ would play (we're Chinese)
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amandaherzman · 2 years
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For September's plant - the beginning of spring where I am - I chose the primrose. The common name originates from the latin - prima rosa, or first rose. It’s one of the early bloomers that usher in the spring. It’s also one of the favoured plants of the fair folk
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justafriend-ql · 11 months
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I think we should help each other find the answer. HOME SCHOOL Episode 6
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i keep thinking about this scene from twin peaks
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aprilblossomgirl · 11 months
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Home School นักเรียนต้องขัง (2023) Episode 4
Dir. Fon Kanittha Kwunyoo
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danowh0re · 2 years
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𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 38 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐋 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒!!!!!
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All gifs made by me :)
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dokutah-exe · 11 months
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TFW political conspiracies keep interrupting your ski trip
personally i think skiing is juvenile. its essentially childrens slides for adults, but you use your legs. oh look at me im sliding down a mountain. thats physics, idiot
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imaginary-land-scapes · 6 months
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watching twin peaks for the first time (as homework for a IRL thing, although its sort of vaguely been On The List for years), and wowowowow did not realize there would be so much on-screen violent wracking screaming crying grief.
also, in spite of everything that everyone has ever said about this show, I didn't think that it would be so delightfully weird.
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cagesings · 9 months
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@veleluuu ( starter call. )
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by this point of her life, johanna expected to be dead by now. she doesn't know how she expected it. illness or slaughtered or drowning or the cause of the wrong person loosing their temper ( or as she was dangerously close to, taking matters into her own hands ). the list goes on. by some miracle, she's still alive. despite the months rotting in an asylum singing until she thought her lungs would give out to give anthony some way of finding her and the blade at her throat, johanna is alive today.
she thinks more often of death now that she's around borna. she thinks of the ways her parents might have perished. her father could be victim to a brutal beating or some disease in prison. her mother. she isn't as sure about. johanna has no idea if she died when the judge implied that she did. there's a strange level of comfort at knowing that she would die before borna, if her friend was even capable of death.
fingers lazily play with a stray curl. ❝ when i die . . . will you attend my funeral? there's not a lot of people who would be there. just anthony and his family, i think. i would like to say in the afterlife that i had a friend there, as well. ❞ for such a heavy question, it's spoken lightly. nonchalant. as if she was merely inviting borna over for supper. her gaze turns away from her hair to look into borna's eyes. ❝ and will you take care of them? whoever i do leave behind? i know that -- if you say you will -- you'll protect them. they'll be in good hands. ❞
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toursandjourneyworld · 6 months
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The Little Tibet of India- Ladakh - Tours And Journeys
little Tibet of India ladakh, Pangong Lake, one of the most well-known lakes in India gets its name from the Tibetan term “Pangong Tso,” which translates
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anniejames864 · 11 months
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If you’re looking for a Sandwich in Little Tibet, then contact Riverside Burgers. They take pride in crafting our burgers with care, using premium quality beef and a blend of seasonings that create a truly unforgettable taste. Visit-
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bovineblogger · 21 days
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Can we mayhaps get some Tibetan Yaks in their traditional saddles? They're very important to traditional Tibetan culture and it's not as common to see them all dressed up anymore because of the occupation (Free Tibet!!). They look so fancy in their little clothes!!
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YES YES I LOVE THEM behold!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love love tibetan traditional garb it makes my heart all fluffy !!
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also absolutely FREE TIBET !!
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buggachat · 3 months
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this is NOT a criticism, because i legitimately find enjoyment in it and it is very much just a product of the time and had i been writing fics on the subject back then I'm not sure what I would've done either. BUT.
it is always sososo funny to read late season 2 to mid season 4 era fics that bring up Emilie's death and are like "yeah, she died from using the peacock miraculous. What was she using the miraculous for? uhhhhhhhhhh.... fun and whimsy! yeah. just like. a silly little hobby she had i guess to use this ancient magical cursed brooch pilfered from tibet to create life. you know how it is. dont worry! she killed all the little secret monsters she created! so it's not a problem anymore! but yeah and then she died from her funny little magic hobby, what can you do about it. maybe she should've picked up pottery instead but it's too late now. yeah gabriel's pissed about it too."
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bits-and-babs · 8 months
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✦ 𝐁𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 ✦
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– KINKTOBER DAY 8: ROLEPLAY
könig x reader | smut, 18+ | 1.2k words
summary: as with all of your bedroom antics with könig, you plant the seed. but when he finally succumbs to your devious plan, you struggle to withstand the heat.
cw: f!reader, roleplay hostage situation, faux attack, faux disregard for partners comfort (könig cares a lot though, i promise) oral sex (m receiving), rough oral sex, face slapping, rough deep throating. 
⇽ KINKTOBER MLIST | DAY 9: WITCH!READER ⇾
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The answer is unyielding and finite; ❝ no ❞. 
König was consistent in his promise to separate work from pleasure, so to speak. He refused to amalgamate something as pretty and delicate as you with something as ruinous and hideous as war— as his job. 
KorTac and Task Force 141 were unaware of your existence. König assured you it was for your protection. The less his allies knew about his valuable and beloved, his adversaries knew little still. Despite this, he offered you insight into his hostile world through a minute embrasure; the Scottish bomb disposal expert, Soap, the handsome Gaz who König colloquially named ‘helicopter boy’. Ghost. 
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Still, he insisted upon keeping you pure. Scratch free, barren from the agonising shrapnel of grief and the devastating shells of brutal warfare. 
So when you pose the idea, quiet and shy in your approach, of König wearing his tactical uniform and treating you like a captive… The ‘no’ is adamant. However, as with everything you do or say to König, the idea worms its way into his mind. 
Days pass, but the thought seems to stick with König. He’s unsettled, fidgety almost. You suppose he thinks he’s being subtle, but with a frame as enormous as König lugs around, it’s almost impossible for the pitiful giant to do anything indistinctly. One nervous bob of his knee appears to set off avalanches in Tibet. 
When you return from work, everything is still, and abnormally quiet. It’s unusual for the house to be vacant upon your return from work, König always at the door as if ready to spring and remove the damn laptop bag that threatened to pop your shoulder from its socket as though it were an incendiary with a lit fuse. Nevertheless, the lights are off today, and the TV is silent. 
Creeping forward into the apartment, the door slowly swings shut behind you. The click of the lock setting into place isn’t alien to you– but neither is it, it seems, to your attacker. Poised and lethally swift, your assailant leaps from the shadows of the dimly lit apartment and smothers your mouth before a scream can even bubble past your trembling lips. Soft hushes breathe against your ear before terror can truly kick in, a familiar lilting accent turning your knees soft beneath your weight.
“You are to do as I say when I say it, Meine Perle.” König sounds so relaxed, as though he’s not breaking a sweat beneath the tactical vest you can feel digging into your shoulder blades. With a fizzling arousal skittering up your vertebrae and trembling beneath his touch, you nod your head slightly. It earns you praise, whispering a quiet ‘good girl’ against your hairline. 
So in tune with König’s non-verbal commands, you kneel as though he had barked the order when you feel him tap your shoulder absentmindedly. It’s foreign, the disregard König shows to your knees by making you settle on the hardwood floor in front of the entrance door– usually he would situate a pillow beneath you to ensure you didn’t bruise. Not today. You were his hostage. His plaything. 
Gazing up at the startling bulk of the behemoth standing before you, a thrill prickles at the nape of your neck when you watch him unzip his camo trousers deftly. It’s as though your taste buds tingle with anticipation as König pulls his already leaking cock from them, the leather of his gloves protesting quietly as he grips his length hard. 
“Open your mouth.” It’s an order. A threat. Excitement rouses between your thighs as you do just that, gazing up at your captor demurely and situating your palms on your lap. He’s unforgiving, winding your hair around his fingers and violently pulling your mouth onto his twitching cock. 
You barely register what’s happened before the rumble of his groan reaches your ears. A quiet ‘fuck’. 
Then he’s pushing, using the heel of his palm on the curve of your skull to sink you down his length before you’re ready. Firm, velvety flesh hits the back of your throat and sends you reeling, tears welling in your eyes as you gag around him, attempting to draw back. 
“Stop,” he barks, the frigidity of his tone triggering sparks in your abdomen– so unlike König. He halts your retreat, shoving you forward onto his cock until your nose is buried in the thatch of dark curls at the base of his shaft. Salt burns in the back of your throat, and tears spill down your cheeks. There’s a gleam in his eye that tells you he’s grinning. 
“If you value the air in your lungs,” König murmurs, voice sticky and thick with arousal as he rocks his hips slightly, your nose bumping his pubic bone and the head of his dick nudging your at your gag reflex, “it’ll do you good to stay put.” 
Heaving breaths through your nose, you flinch as König raises his leather-clad palm. It strikes downwards, connecting with your cheek harder than you suppose you’d both anticipated– because König lets out a sadistic groan of bliss, head lilting to the side slightly as he tries to bury himself further down your throat. It crushes your nose into his abdomen, and you feel the skin stretched above the bridge wrinkle. 
“Shit–” you hear him heave, the fingers in your hair tightening mercilessly, “I felt that in my cock.” The murmured admission, a slight deviation from that character König was attempting to play. Glee buries itself at the base of your spine, pulses in your clit. 
“Again,” he snaps back into character, with his dick buried as far down your throat as possible. Again, he lifts his wrist, bringing it down with a brutal smack against your cheek. The skin prickles, and you heave against the intrusion of his cock until tears spill down your cheeks. 
König’s lungs rattle with the force of his growl. His eyes are dark behind the mask, pleasure swallowing the pretty jade-green of his irises and he watched you choke on his length. 
Of course he’s getting off on you kneeling in front of him, dick buried in your throat and making a mess of your work makeup— but he can feel the vibrations of his slaps in your mouth around him. It’s making his nostrils flare; you can hear it. 
“A-gain.”
The crack that sounds against your cheekbone this time makes you whimper with the pain that follows. König loses control of himself, it seems, grasping desperately at your skull to hold you in place while fucking into your throat wildly. His head rolls back, grip bruising as his whole body seems to seize. 
Cum spills down your throat, heavy and thick and plentiful. König sounds almost pained by the force his orgasm is ripped from him, groaning loudly and high pitched to your ears as you gag around him again, the squeezing of your throat muscles adding to his bliss. 
“Hah—“ he gasps, pulling himself from your mouth to allow you to breathe. It’s not pretty, the ridiculous sounds of your frantic breathing, but when König kneels in front of you and cradles you in his massive arms, you feel precious. Priceless. 
König presses kisses to your temple, pushes your hair from your face and tells you just that. 
“Meine Perle.” 
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minhosimthings · 5 months
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The Symphony Smut Series
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A series of oneshots based on lyrics from my playlists and their songs
Day 1: Lana del Rey's Gods and Monsters;
In the land of gods and monsters I was an angel, looking to get fucked hard - Lee 'Know' Minho (Skz)
Day 2:Lana del rey's Brooklyn Baby
My boyfriends' in a band, he plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed - Heeseung and Jay (Enha)
Day 3: Doja Cat and Starbo3's D!ck
She came in like an addict - Kim Sunoo (Enha)
Day 4: Cat Peirce's You belong to me
Do what you please to me, I won't resist - Jake (Enha)
Day 5: Lancey Foxx's Lancey or Lancey
Took her to Paris, she took her panties off- Felix (Skz)
Day 6: Lana del Rey's Peppers
We write hit songs without trying like, all the time, all the time - Han Jisung (Skz)
Day 7: Julia Michaels' Heaven
they say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you - I.N/ Yang Jeongin (Skz)
Day 8: Lana del Rey's Cherry
My cherries and wine and all of my peaches are ruined - Heeseung (Enha)
Day 9: Flo Milli's Rodeo Ride
He love how I ride it, hop on a dick made him get excited - Changbin (Skz)
Day 10: Skz's Red Lights
I cannot breathe without you being right by my side - Seungmin (Skz)
Day 11:Charlie Puth's Dangerously
I love you dangerously - Sunghoon (Enha)
Day 12: Staind "Right Here"
But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting. - Hyunjin (Skz)
Day 13: Amaarae's Angels in Tibet
Louvre and Armani I like how you say it - Jay (Enha)
Day 14: Doja Cat's Agora Hills
Suck a little dick in the bathroom - Chan (Skz)
Day 15: Doja Cat's Agora Hills
Kissin I hope they caught us - Sunghoon (Enha)
Day 16: Todrick hall's Both
I can make you moist or i can make you fire - Minho and Chan (Skz)
Day 17: The Neighborhood's You get me so high
We should stick together, you're my best friend I love you forever - Jake (Enha)
Day 18: Amaarae's Angels in Tibet
Touch me where you need to, I can give you more - Minho (Skz)
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