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foegoal · 1 month
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friend day at the ice district
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yegphotographer · 3 months
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Downtown Edmonton - June 2024
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Downtown Edmonton - June 2024 by Paula Kirman Via Flickr:
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thesilicontribesman · 2 months
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Humphrey Head Ancient Headland and Landscape Feature, South Lakes
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erotetica · 2 months
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Hiii Lewie
Special thanks to @transarmand for making these great GIFs, which were a godsend when drafting that plaid. My other refs r below the cut in case anyone finds them useful:)
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copikla · 10 months
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Just saw the new hunger games movie and immediately started plotting an icemav au...
Someone please talk me out of putting Carole in the arena with Mav. It feels so evil but also it is the hunger games.
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thexoelove · 9 months
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It’s been real 2023✨🫶🏾
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@belmont-the-diesel-engine liked for a starter!
The humanoid caboose is sitting on his throne, practically lounging in it, as he swirls a crimson liquid in his wine glass. He eyes the diesel engine with curiosity, which is hidden behind his usual sly smirk. He takes a sip of the crimson liquid, relishing in the sweet taste of the nectar of this week's harvest.
He purrs softly at the taste and he pauses. He snaps a finger and a human servant rushes out from the dark halls. He gives the human the wine glass and dismisses them with a quick have of his hand. The human quickly rushes back into the halls, not wanting to be around the humanoid caboose nor the humanoid diesel.
He rests a hand on his chin, still smirking. "So.. you're the one Electra sent to me. I heard you have.. an issue.. or thirst for something. I'm not sure if I can truly help, but I sure can try."
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goddesstrolls · 10 months
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>> You sit at the bar in Adderhead, nursing a glass of whiskey. You just finished getting chewed out by Vik for going too hard during tonight's fight- Even though you warned him that you wouldn't be fighting well. He probably anticipated you to lose, not break several of your opponent's bones. Either way, you can't bring yourself to be annoyed about it.
>> A distant, rhythmic thumping is heard from one of the pipes in the building's ceiling for a few moments. The bouncer is announcing that a stranger is coming down the hall.
>> The bar's residents are mostly lowbloods or hemoanons, some wearing a multitude of colors besides their caste. A bug-winged troll shuffles to hide behind two of their buddies, and an off-caste mutant drops their gaze to hide their eyes.
>> Most everyone's eyes are on the door as it opens, and even you look over your shoulder to see the stranger. Missah idly polishes a glass behind the bar.
>> The room is very dimly lit by a single yellow bulb hanging from the ceiling, and a few neon signs and ads- All of which are stolen. There are a few tables, and a metal door to the left of the bar counter. Most of the tables are occupied, but you're the only one at the bar.
>> After a few moments, everyone slowly goes back to what they were doing. A few watch the stranger out of the corner of their eye. Missah didn't even bother looking up.
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kaminarikokyu · 1 month
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@soultore said: [ HAIR ] ; from shinobu
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[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.
don't shake. don't tremble. deep breath in, deep breath out. zenitsu allows for shinobu to remove the dirtied kimono to check for injuries. she doesn't flinch when shinobu wipes at her with a cold rag, taking away any rubble or dust on her skin. zenitsu doesn't even cry when the ointment she places on her back hits her wounds, hands clenching and relaxing. do not cry, you are still awake and breathing -- the same cannot be said for your comrades. tanjiro and inosuke are sleeping, resting. she is awake, she is conscience. they are suffering, clearly she is not.
she listens as shinobu shifts, standing to remove her hair from those ugly pigtails. her hair falls, and it feels heavy, it'd only been three days, it couldn't have gotten that long in such short time. so why did it feel so heavy? shinobu is kneeling in front of her now, and her hands gently moves her hair from her eyes. she can see shinobu's stare better, gentle, understanding.
her eyes start burning with tears. " k-kocho-san? " her throat feels tight as she speaks, hands shaking. " a-are tanjiro and inosuke gonna be okay? they're-- they're still asleep-- " that should be me in that bed. they shouldn't be suffering. " and i -- i could barely hear their pulses and i d-- i don't-- " she's failed, tears streaming down as she rushes to cover her face with her hands. " i'm sorry -- i'm sorry. i should've protected them better. "
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SETTLING DUST. / accepting!
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illustratus · 2 years
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foegoal · 3 months
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i really want to stay at rogers place || a love letter to the 2023/2024 season.
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yegphotographer · 3 months
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Downtown Edmonton - June 2024 by Paula Kirman Via Flickr:
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thesilicontribesman · 2 months
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Birkrigg Bronze Age Stone Circle, Birkrigg Common, nr. Ulverston, South Lakes
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zouisalmightie · 28 days
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i had a training at a different school today and i was walking up the stairwell and the stairs didn’t have that lil strip thing to put grip on the step and my foot slipped and i fell down the stairs and my whole right side has just been throbbing all day. idk if its cuz i fell super hard or if its cuz im 32 now but jeaus fuck i ache :/
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namenoted · 7 months
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passage into the city is no easy feat —— to be born in it is better, but those born are still infantile; they are children (at best).
but she! she was delivered unto him in her youth, and she is still youthful. he stands at the altar — his altar — and he breathes heavily. the smell of incense and bergamot is pungent, overpowering his natural odor. a shiver runs down his spine. i've done it, he thinks. the city ... is mine. the world is mine.
all hail kira! king of glory!
he takes a sip of wine (how red! how glorious!). the notes hit his nostrils, to which he inhales deeply. ❝ you're right on time, ❞ he says, turning to face away from the stained glass of his visage. how it strikes down the wicked letter! strike him down! fast and true!! draw first ... or don't draw at all. ❝ come ... there is much to discuss. ❞ — @setsunaid
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running-tweezers · 2 months
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Today’s the DAY. I’m gonna hang out with my FRIENDS. I’m gonna eat SUSHI. I’m gonna choose from a wide selection of LITTLE TREATS. I’m gonna DO KARAOKE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LIKE 3 YEARS.
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