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beyond4music · 11 months
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vishald632-blog · 2 months
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hermeticbridgetroll · 10 months
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This man gets it. He understands kitchen organization 1000%
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gurkandbannis · 1 year
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Fruit Pearls
A little while back we made soy sauce peals that was a success🥳today we are making fruit perls with orange🍊and wow I never get bored of how amazing this process is🤩they turnes out very good for a beginner I will say😏and they would make a perfect topping for dessert I can tell😋 If you like what you see, feel free to comment below. We upload a video every single day so be sure to follow so you can take a part in our journey🥰🥰
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the-plantman-is-queer · 6 months
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Reading the locked tomb for the first time and holy shit... John Gaius is such a fucking liar, the audacity to say that Saints were named for their cavaliers. The steel balled resolve and dedication to that lie. Like Gideon the saint of duty didn't carry an armed fucking nuke to Australia for him!!! And then! And then!!! To ridicule Mercymorn for wanting to hold her name private from Harrow, when John motherfucking Gaius can't even force himself to recall their names beyond the initials while he's spilling his sorry guts to Harrow!!!! The hypocrisy! I am consumed!!
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garadinervi · 1 year
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Paul Éluard, Critique de la poésie, ca. 1943
Le feu réveille la forêt Les troncs les cœurs les mains les feuilles Le bonheur en un seul bouquet Confus léger fondant sucré C’est toute une forêt d’amis Qui s’assemble aux fontaines vertes Du bon soleil du bois flambant
Garcia Lorca a été mis à mort
Maison d’une seule parole Et de lèvres unies pour vivre Un tout petit enfant sans larmes Dans ses prunelles d’eau perdue La lumière de l’avenir Goutte à goutte elle comble l’homme Jusqu’aux paupières transparentes
Saint-Pol-Roux a été mis à mort Sa fille a été suppliciée
Ville glacée d’angles semblables Où je rêve de fruits en fleur Du ciel entier et de la terre Comme à de vierges découvertes Dans un jeu qui n’en finit pas Pierres fanées murs sans écho Je vous évite d’un sourire
Decour a été mis à mort
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junessquill · 8 days
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Fruity ass Percy Jackson musical Hades will always be famous in my heart
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weird-tea · 2 years
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Dracula Fun Fact
There’s evidence that Stoker baised Dracula, at least in terms of apperance, on his friend actor Henry Irving (who he may have been in denial about being in love with due to internalised homophobia, but that’s a discussion for another day). What’s fun about this is that as a big time actor there are actually a good amount of photographs and paintings of this guy, with the added bonus that he is in historical costume in most of them for his plays. Why is this super fun? Well it estntally means we have a load of historical paintings and photographs that perfectly capture what Stoker thought Dracula looked like, so we basically have book acurate portraits of Count Dracula. 
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slug-boy-kin · 7 months
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I love people seeing my collection of alcohol bags I use for various tasks, or the empty bottles of fancy alcohols I kept
"I've never seen you drink-"
Yeah I'm an alcoholic these are my prizes when I was active 😭😭😭😭😭😭🥱🥱
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queergrasshopperleaps · 11 months
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you should rly tag cnc if you plan on rbing it further. ppl with rape-related trauma probably dont wanna get jumpscared by seeing it on their dash. respectfully, from a person with rape trauma who got jumpscared by seeing it on their dash.
Heyo! It's not rly something I reblog frequently, but if I remember I'll try to tag it in the future. I don't really tag triggers on my blog since this is really just an amalgamation of things I enjoy. If you want, you can dm me to talk about things further but I really just recommend unfollowing if you want a 100% guarantee to not see things like that in the future since, like I said, I don't really tag.
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vampylily · 11 months
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making chestnut praline pecan syrup rn, feeliny autumn as fuck
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thedrag0nking · 2 years
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1:39 A.M.
As this petty war continues on the time has come, for so long they hid away from the surface in hopes of achieving peace but the world after the horror invasion had gone into turmoil once more and so it was time for the harvest to emerge. The massive hivemind of religious humanoid biomechanical monsters emerge from the ground. The harvest have been busy killing and devouring horrors all without being corrupted or possessed they now seek much bigger and more intriguing prey. Seija Kijin and her army of people who dare threatened their god' s land and all her children. For the heretics that they are their lives are forfeit as they're reduced to food they feed on. Sheep for the slaughter and worse part yet, they came in with EVERY species of harvest organism from weakest, the strong, the strongest and the righteous.
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Not only that they came to cripple and eat the enemy they came to assist Yoshika in her aid in decimating the amanojaku king and her red tide. Once they came their fight for freedom became a fight for survival as the lunarian rebels in their ranks retreated as the harvest overwhelmed the red tide with sheer number, tearing them apart like locust swarming into an open field. The Yukaricus tempus marched fourth impaling and tear the much larger and tougher Amanojaku to minced meat as they grab them and devour their flesh, ravagers and killer hogs upon first sight of the moon rabbits they ignore the amanojakus and overwhelm them instead as the moon rabbits were their favorite toy. To see them relive their trauma, their worst nightmares once more come to life is much more satisfying as they watch their fellow allies watched in horror, the dominatrix use her bio spores to enhanced and make their brothers and sisters stronger and gave them more resilience as they whip their prey with sharp poisonous bio whips leaking all that venomous flesh eating bacteria, matriarchs firing bio launchers cause all more damage and crippling their defences while the other class of matriarchs the butchers grabbed a few amanojaku before they butcher them to bits with their cleavers fused front their own hands and eat their flesh. Every single one of the harvest turned the tables as this is no longer a war, its an all you can eat buffet.
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bleedingoptimism · 3 months
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Eddie works in construction. One day he’s asked by a colleague to do a job for him. His workmate says it’s a kind of 'hush, hush job' just some holes in the front porch of a mansion, he’s just not allowed to talk about it with anyone else. He's really mysterious about it but he mentions they pay a fortune for it so Eddie agrees to do it.
He immediately realizes that all the weirdness and mystery business is because the 'holes' on the wall are fucking bullet holes. But his colleague was right, the pay is ridiculously good, so he keeps his head low and works on leaving the entrance good as new.
Just do his job and walk out, easy enough, right?
Then, a few hours into his work a car pulls up, the driver, a huge man who kind of looks like donkey kong but not in a cute way, in an actually very intimidating way, gets out and goes to the backdoor side, opens it and then drags a young man out, walks him up the stairs by the scruff of the neck.  The man is... gorgeous, he's fucking beautiful, Eddie can't do anything more than stand there, plaster precariously dripping of his spatula as he watches the brunette shake himself free of the driver, fix his hair and jacket and walk up the front steps, the driver giving him one last push when he hesitates to which he huffs and turns to look bitchily at him before continuing his ascend up the stairs.
When he passes by him, the young man looks at Eddie, smiles and gives him a little nod which is more than anyone else has done so far, every other person in the mansion acting like Eddie was part of the decour. Eddie smiles back noticing two things when he does, first, that this guy has the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen and second is, he has a bruise under his right eye, warm and red, like it’s new and just forming. Eddie frowns and is about to ask him if he's okay but the man sighs like he's bearing himself, before opening the door and entering before he has a chance to speak. 
Curious, Eddie leans closer to the now closed door, he hears the young man say, "Hi, dad" and then, horrified he hears the distinct sound of a slap, a hard one. He contemplates opening the door but he saw the weapon poorly concealed on Donkey Kong’s belt when he went in after the young man and judging from the bullet holes he’s spent the whole afternoon filling, he’s probably not the only one with a weapon. He just clenches his teeth and leans in closer trying to make out any other sounds. But no sound of distress, no retort, or scream or insult rings out.
"Go to your room," Eddie hears a stern voice say, and then another sigh, a loud one, like the young man is bored of his father's abuse. It's ballsy, Eddie thinks, undecided if it's brave or stupid.
Letting out a sigh of his own, Eddie shakes his head and goes back to work, but he can't stop thinking about the guy's smile, about what he should do, if he even should do something, is it worth the trouble? He can’t get involved with the mafia or whatever this people’s deal is. Hell! He can’t even get involved with the police, thanks to his father, he’s already a target for them.
Just when he’s about to finish up and still unsure on what to do, he hears a noise from the side of the building and is surprised to see the young man climbing down from a window on the second floor. Eddie watches as he walks on the roof and then jumps down letting himself dangle from the side of the building, it's quite an impressive show of agility honestly. And when he lands, he fixes his jacket and hair again as he walks over to Eddie, "Hi,” he says softly with a smile, "I'm Steve"
Steve's black eye is getting swollen and now his cheekbone is bright red too but Eddie can’t help thinking about how perfect his face is.
“I'm Eddie,” he replies, anxiously looking at the front door.
“Is that your bike?” Steve asks him, nodding to his motorcycle on the sidewalk.
“Yeah?” he answers wary but very curious about where this is going.
Steve looks at him, very purposely letting his eyes roam all over him and Eddie can feel the warmth of his eyes everywhere. When he finally looks back into Eddie's eyes, (not before lingering on his mouth a torturous amount of time) he says, "Wanna get out of here?”
Turns out doing his job and walking away wouldn't be that easy after all.
Choosing between the pay or taking Steve away with him? Easiest choice he ever made.
coffee? let's run away together... ☕🥐💕
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ask-theredcrown · 2 months
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lord the one who waits, what color do your favor most? Red like blood or white as the robes you wear?
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"Red... As in the blood that stains the wool of my robes... As in the camelias that grow on our glorious lands and the roses that decour the graves of the dead. Red as in the flesh and the uncontrollable feeling of pain. Red as in the power that was bestowed upon me."
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gurkandbannis · 2 years
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New Beginning
This year is coming to and end🏁and what better was is there to say “goodbye” to a year then preparing yourself to take down the christmas decoration🎄❤️ If you like what you see, feel free to comment below. We upload a video every single day so be sure to follow so you can take a part in our journey🥰🥰  
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onmyyan · 6 months
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lolz. The beasts killed in my honor are going to become my new winter wardrobe and house decour
Wait cuz why did this make me think of barbarian Gabeeeeeeeee slaying dragons just to get you the finest winter coat ahhhhhhhh
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