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[theleseroftwoweevils]

I want badly to be able to like peopls comments

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[blogdeepbelieverbouquetworld]

David Tennant in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" at in 1992

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[evelynstarshine]

So yhe last DA games villain was proof the pseudo christian religion was right about historical inciting incident and the next games villains are the corrupt/evil uods of the indigenous/pseudo Jewish people

Cool

[enderlordisadumbusername]

fennel is actually my oc now

he's a student at university of dinners (uod). idk what he's majoring in i'll think of it later. they're a very shy socially awkward guy. they really only have online friends and he doesn't really go out much. he's got mild undiagnosed autism. his pronouns are he/they but they don't really call themself non-binary, also he's bi.

[easy2hate]

https://www.tumblr.com/easy2hate/745569162712186880

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST JESUS FUCKING CHRIST OMG THIS IS MOT A DRILL OH MY UOD OH MY GOD FUCKKKKKK

not even for any artsy video reason this time he just wanted to wear a collar:3 jesus christ i need to fuck that man

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I THINK SOMEONE GAVE IT TO HIM???? but the fact that he put it on…… ok we get it u wanna be leashed to the headboard and fucked in doggy

[14846]

Chapter 3: Meeting

The tavern was three weeks ago. He had gotten a few questions and remarks from his comrades about what had happened that night. He didn’t mention Janette to any one of them. He told them he washed out into a hotel room. All was fine.

The soldier saw her again in the streets the other day. He was dressed in a similar uniform to the first time they met, unfortunately. Duty called for a uniform, and that was the UOD until work was over. To put it politely, along with his burly demeanor, he was [yet again] a sore sight on commoner grounds. He had meant to apologize to her. Though he wasn’t entirely sure what he had done wrong, his feelings told him to confront the girl nonetheless.

However, once he reached the block where her tavern was, he couldn’t do it. Another day later, and yet again he found himself in the same spot- though this time it was for business. Without delving deep into the lore, because unfortunately the writer may not know the extent of these details, the blonde found himself waiting in line at a post-office. Okay, perhaps this wasn’t governmental business, but it was personal. He was adamant about writing home to his family. Having some letters sent out was crucial for him to balance out his time in Paradis.

Running for his inner pep-talk, one considering a nervous round of ‘I hope I don’t run into that bar girl’, he finally moved. A foot. His eyes hooded over and focused absolutely nowhere. He had only told his comrades that he would be gone for an hour. Easily this could turn into two- or three. The efforts were futile from the very beginning. He could’ve skipped the line if he had some postage stamps, but the soldier lacked them. If it weren’t for his pride, he might’ve asked one of his cohorts for a few spares. They cost money, though, and he didn’t like owing people anything. Ironic. For Janette telling him that he owed nothing to her for quartering in her abode, he felt very different about it. And poorly enough the blonde just became a hypocrite for not paying allowance back to the maid who helped him. Surely that tea drink cost money.. the sheets she must've had to clean when he left for her own sanity, the labor to lug him around as if he were worthless..

Why was he in line waiting to buy some stamps when he could easily just have used his comrades? As easily as he had used that brunette and did not pay her back. He felt his chest tighten to try and maintain the seeping guilt that spilled from his lungs. He'd be here for two hours, no doubt in his mind. Another foot forward. 

He hadn't asked for her help, though? He never asked for a drink or a bed? Let alone to be helped in the first place. Oh. He must've looked helpless. In that case, he was practically begging society to come and scoop him up that night. That just made the blonde feel like he had to hide and cower. He reminded himself to breathe, and his lungs released what was left over from the oxygen he held back through the entire thought process. Since when has the line shortened so much?

So the post-office wasn’t going to be as long as a wait. He was too used to his youth in Liberio.

He purchased his stamps and sent out his letters, already anticipating the mail he would hopefully receive soon from his family. Too bad he was so lost in thought that he totally disregarded that, right in front of him on the street, the bar-girl walking straight for the post office herself. The girl looked a bit caught off guard, because as they were passing each other, he finally made eye-contact. His expression contorted into something a bit more dramatic and shocked, while hers was concerned and confused. Did she look that bad? His legs kept carrying him forward. 

Janette was clearly offended that he would even dare to look at her in such a profound way. Sure, she was a commoner, a worker- though be it for something good in business- but.. He was a high-ranking soldier. Even seeing him in commoner clothes like today and he still looked well groomed and put together. She wondered if he cut his nails.. Odd. Frankly, his behavior pissed her off. She held her head high and did not even falter in step as she entered the post-office.

Reiner was ashamed. Petty, but ashamed. He had to end this once and for all. He hadn't recognized at this point that he made such a poor face at the girl, and instead took it rather hard that she had completely ignored him and kept walking. To be fair, they didn't really know each other.

Without much thought he found his shoes shuffling across the stony street and into the very tavern he had left behind that morning after the fireworks. A man was propped up behind the counter, and considering it to be early in the day still, there was hardly a soul in the proximity. The bar man’s eyes were considerably bagged and tired, his hand holding down a wet rag against the bar counter. He looked bored. 

The soldier sat at the counter, looking a bit apprehensive considering that he was not fond of drinking so early in his day, or making small talk with a stranger for that matter. His hands clammed up. His shoe fell against the floorboards and he considered getting up until low and behold, a specific brunette walked into the room.

“There's no fireworks outside, sir,” the lady said unapologetically. Ouch. “Too many people,” the blonde conceded with a grunt. “Hit your limit?” “Yeah..” Reiner entertained, his lips thinning down to a flat line.  Silence. “Can I help you with something?”

Reiner raised his gaze and met it with the brunette who was now standing across from him and behind the counter. His posture straightened, and his hands tucked onto his lap in refusal to acknowledge how clammy they had become. With a sharp sigh, he took one hand over toward his pocket, his body shifting and propping up to give himself some leverage as he pulled out his wallet. “Yeah..” His fingers sifted through the folds, and the brunette could not help but peer over and watch in curiosity. His eyes did not meet hers. “I want to pay for holding up your time a few weeks ago-”

“Cut that out,” the woman’s stern voice interrupted. There was a pause, and a genuine look of concern as Reiner looked up and met her gaze. She was genuinely peeved. Her hand pushed his hovering wallet away from the counter as she continued  saying “I don’t need anything.”

“But you looked upset earlier-” There was an evident groan. “I wonder why, Mr. Braun?” “Exactly why I came in here to pay you back-”

She folded her arms taut around her chest and leaned her forearms against the counter, looking him square in the eyes. “I don’t need your pity, okay?” 

Suddenly Reiner felt a bit embarrassed. He’d been going on about hating everything that he could’ve done wrong, and in that, he did exactly what he told himself he hated, and that was pity. How is it that he seemed to ruin just about anything he did socially? The brunette must’ve noticed this, because she added “however, if you’re looking to spend some money, you can take me out instead.”

That certainly was not what he was expecting.

[ask-emilz-de-philz]

*umahon sa lupa na parang uod* MAAM, SER, GENTLEMAN, WOMAN OR ANYMAN. Ako po ay isang obobs na hindi updated sa dapat updated, at gusto kolang malaman kung BL ba si Vince and Emil (Huminga ka kung BL). Salamat! No pressure po (mangangagat pag d moto sasagutin, labyu mrikrismas)

(( baka next year o next next year mo pa malalaman //pats ))

[nyaruhodou]

oh my uod

💀💀💀

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a guy at this bat tried to pick me up he ltetally said 一緒に帰ろう？ and i haf to tell him km a lesbisn i felt sorry for him tbh

also im sooooooooo drunk. but also i was alreafy drunk when i was taling to him in linw but i did it al.ost entierly in japanesr so while it wasnt perfevy i eas at least able to convwrse while drunk in japamese. which i think is important <- had yo type that word 7 times go make it legible

[beetroot-merchant]

Also hi!!! how have u been?

HAIHAI i got access im not supposed to have 4 our biology books for the next four years and by the looks of it im gonna be bored for the first 3 💔 otherwise im chillin though, about halfway throug th next chapter of uod (have i mentioned uod on here ???)

hbu !! :3

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David Tennant in the Glass Menagerie at Dundee Rep in 1996 along with co-star Sandra Duncan.

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