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#What Dreams are Made Of
jam-packed · 10 days
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alex rossi in front 😦😦😦
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meinewellemeinstrand · 5 months
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🫠🫠🫠 - screenshot from this video by emmy.pitzer
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ladylooch · 5 months
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Oh I’ll be pretty busy. I’m gonna go hang with my bestie. What are you up to? 🤔
OPEEE!!!! ME TOO!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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music-in-my-veins14 · 5 months
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cocotamarindo · 9 months
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Commission I did while ago for AutumnWeen's recent fanfic What Dreams Were Made Of on Ao3
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reijndeers · 11 months
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KIWIOR HIVE HOW ARE WE FEELING 😭😭😭
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chidorisjournal · 1 year
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FFxivWrite2023 Prompt #16: Jerk
Everything had that watercolor softness he’d come to associate with dreams. Nothing he could precisely put his finger on exactly, just the blurred edges and freshly combed wool softness that could only mean this wasn’t reality.
Well, that and the colors themselves. Everything was pastel and cotton candy and cream. Even his clothes, when he took a moment to look down. A look that shifted something. Reaching up, he lifted an odd little hat from his head, setting it on the counter. A counter that was shaped like home. It was like Fantasia had become a thing made of some children’s wishes, rather than the harsher reality that created it. Soft colors, bright lights, instead of the richer deeper colors and soothing lights. Setting aside the fact that he looked like he should be slinging ice cream and sodas, he stepped past the counter, leaving the little paper hat behind. His dreams were often weird, but this, this was even worse. Something had made him a soda jerk in his own home.
“Little fae.” He muttered, softly. The folk weren’t common, as such, but this had all the earmarks. A riot of color and laughter like little silvery bells, and a rush of air heralded the arrival of his manic pixie menace. Ever on their pedestal, another giggle of windchimes, slightly discordant, before one impossibly long fingertip booped his nose. “Has your dream changed, Savannah?” The voice dripped, joy and malice, sweetness over rot. He hated that voice. Auberi woke with a jerk, inhaling sharply in the darkness of his room. His heart racing, fingers flexing in the sheets. So, it was that time again, was it?
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When Hilary Duff said "Happiness is no mystery, it's here and now, it's you and me" I felt that
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music-in-my-veins14 · 6 months
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reiten · 1 year
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tooney goal less assist 😍😍
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loupettes · 2 years
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@ambertea Happy Valentines, conjoined ♥️
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bbygirlbunny · 2 years
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I want you to hold my hand while you fuck me from behind 😔
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Nurse With Wound - Thrill of Romance
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