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[cctinsleybaxter]

The person who subbed the 70s czech cinderella in english added emoticons so the entire movie is like

and this one is making me lose it

[mclennonhater]

omnomnom

[elnavegador]

He's recharging. 📺

[redcrowncafe]

<insert ordering a drink/harassing Narinder or Lamb/Throwing cheese type ask here>

[roomba-exe]

Among us

[boxylocks]

Happy Birthday @the-sleepysiren <3 Thank you for being such a wonderful friend, I'm glad to have know you this long! :3 Hope you have a good one!

[whysye]

young dutch but its fragile by laufey and its how he feels to hosea

[rifttwo]

c:<

[acosmicwayfarer]

A snowy starter for @psychobind.~ 🌨️

A fascinating property that accompanied common forms of snowfall was a quiet nature; a natural sound proofing. It was, in fact, beyond notions of fiction and fantasy to know it for its quietude as it was very real.

Aeden was a robust place, full of life in nearly every corner, be it flora or fauna. A widely acclaimed synthetic paradise and a home away from home for many. The ambience was part of the experience; however, there was a tranquility that accompanied this snowy silence. It was as if the metropolis itself had been laid to rest. There was solace found in a more soundly - or soundlessly - sleeping city.

Plucking herself from the depths of her thoughts, she glanced over at Wagnas, who sat snugly upon a portion of the living room sofa with her. His gaze was locked upon the cold, quiet cityscape she pondered beyond the window. Taking note of the steam still drifting from atop the cup nestled within his grasp, she was reminded of her own, retrieving it from the coffee table. It was allowed a moment to rest before her; clutching it ever gently, she noted its reminiscent and serene aroma. A small sip was then taken. It was as soothing in taste as it was in fragrance.

Jasmine green tea was a favorite of hers - and it was no secret. Familiarity was interwoven into the essence of petals and tea leaves that comprised it, though, there was something that carried what felt to be a memory within its taste more precisely as well. She had partaken of this blend before, perhaps... long ago. A vague recollection, but a recollection nonetheless.

Reclining once more, she briefly contemplated the stretch of blanket that claimed her shoulder. It was given a soft tug, assessing whether or not it could be persuaded to allow her more of it... alas, it would seem there was only so much to be given. From here, anyway. Which was to say, there was an answer to the miniature dilemma of this missing manta, but...

With some hesitation and a signature brand of uncertainty, Sal contemplated said resolution. Her eyes scaled facets of the table, the floor - they darted about her with little aim, really, before she shifted mere inches to the right. Just a little. Just enough.

But it wasn't enough... the blanket would not yet yield the fuller extents of its comforts, oh no. How was there still not enough blanket? It was a big blanket!

The wayfarer moved again, another short measure to the right... Unintentionally brushing against Wagnas' leg with her tea-bearing hand in the process, it was retrieved in an instant - or as swiftly as a tea-bearing hand could be withdrawn. Not that it much mattered. For she now sat flush to him, shoulder to shoulder. At least the blanket finally gave way... somewhat.

An apology wasn't necessary and withheld by extension; nevertheless, it was written all over her face.

"Could almost be a painting." The view was offered commentary, her voice soft, despite addled nerves. "Does it snow back at home?"

[frozcnlight]

@diverse-hearts asked: 002,a hospital waiting room at 3 in the morning. - Chuuya

set the scene - always accepting

She was waiting for the results if their twins are okay or not. The whole day already she had felt a sharp pain in her stomach, but it had been bearable - and that meant something for somebody, who was as sensitive to pain as her. So she had just went on with her day. Though it was getting better in the evening, the very same pain, but much stronger, awoke her almost an hour ago, rendering her nauseous and even caused tears to run over her cheeks. That was when it hit her - it must be something wrong with their unborn children.

She supposed that somebody of her staff - most likely her assistant - called her fiance while she was already at the hospital. Even though she had told them to not do it. Who knew, what he was doing right now? If he had to deal with anything dangerous? Miran was sure, that the last thing he needed was to worry about her once again.

The hospital was so empty too at such a time. It was actually pretty unsetteling - the foot steps of really anyone passing by making her twitch. The lights were so dim, for only a few lamps were turned on, but always went out again and again, whenever there was no movement anywhere.

[sheepsheeples]

Shout out to the USA for pissing Canadians off so bad it flipped an entire election that was supposed to be a landslide for the center-right, forever in your debt o7

[crunchymayo]

Lord, grant me the strength to throw away this box that i'll never use, the courage to throw away this box that i'll never use, and the wisdom to throw away this box that i'll never use

[roomba-exe]

ROOMBA

ROOMBA

MEGA MOAI OK

[boxylocks]

Happy birthday to @the-sleepysiren 🎉

;; Thank you for being my friend, you're a wonderful person 💖

[monstermonger]

~3 months traveling in my wife’s home-country -> 100 journal pages