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neuvilette-tea-party · 6 months ago
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh
Possessive sex with Steb looking at you like that...
Exit the nice and sweet personality, that man has something to prove to you, and you're not leaving his embrace until he is FULLY satisfied...
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What can I say? I'm just a girl: I see a sweet, soft man turning feral and that starts my writer's brain engine immediately
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squidinkarchives · 6 months ago
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Happy New Year Vintage Postcard, Moon and Lucky Basket
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eclipseoflight · 1 year ago
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[Oh no he's cute]
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tsubasaclones · 2 years ago
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the-forest-library · 2 months ago
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kill the imposter syndrome in your head because not only is there someone out there doing it worse than you, they’re also using chat gpt to do it
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busket · 4 months ago
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I feel lucky that my pet became a meme that was not adopted and used by nazis. everyone that has told me they adore this meme is a cool person and not a scumbag loser. if she became the face of a crypto scam or the name of an illegal government entity id have a crisis
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regal-bones · 23 days ago
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Holy ground
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wishfulsketching · 7 months ago
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Silco and his terror of a daughter
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slugg-it-out · 8 days ago
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if chapter 4 did anything its that it reminded me how zooted she is for the lizard
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bitchfitch · 8 months ago
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writing advice for characters with a missing eye: dear God does losing an eyes function fuck up your neck. Ever since mine crapped out I've been slowly and unconsciously shifting towards holding my head at an angle to put the good eye closer to the center. and human necks. are not meant to accommodate that sorta thing.
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mintaii · 3 months ago
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a wandering knight, drawn to the quiet of the forest. her touch may be a blessing or a curse.
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clonerightsagenda · 7 months ago
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I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.
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teaboot · 2 months ago
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Once when I was a kid my dad told me to “stop being a you-know-what”. And we’d done the whole song and dance enough times that I knew he meant “bitch”, so I told him: That’s cheating. You know what you mean, and I know what you mean- you’re just stepping around it so you can pretend you’re on the high ground. So if you’re going to call me a bitch, at least have the balls to actually say it.
And it’s been about fifteen years since then but I’m just now figuring out that that’s the same feeling I get hearing shit like “grape” and “unalive”.
If your audience knows what you mean, you might as well actually say it. Otherwise you’re just fucking hiding
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theconcealedweapon · 2 months ago
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Dear Leopard,
I really appreciate you eating people's faces. But can you stop eating mine?
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so-i-did-this-thing · 3 months ago
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The evolution of (trans) man.
(Well, this one, anyway.)
Age 9: "Tomboy"
Age 15: Strictly enforced femininity
Age 30: Hitting the mental limits of being closeted all his life and about to crash HARD
Age 47: Fifteen years now since starting transition. Far more good days than bad, no regrets.
The world may be full of uncertainty and danger, but I resolve to continue to find joy in who I am. Be joyful to be kind to yourself and be joyful to spite the bastards who would tear us apart.
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