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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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“You’re doing amazing sweety, show him what he’s missing”
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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ao3 has spoilt me in free books and gay
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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In this house we stan one (1) king
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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The worst part of human adulthood is being your own zookeeper
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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Why the fuck would you go big when u can go home
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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Does your heart ever just go:
🥰💗💓💘💝💖💞💕🥰Dodger🥰💗💓💘💝💖💞💕 🥰Evans🥰 💗💓💘💝💖💞💕🥰and 🥰💗💓💘💝💖💞💕🥰his 🥰💗💓💘💝💖💞💕🥰stuffed 🥰💗💓💖💝💘💞💕🥰animals🥰💗💓💘💝💖💞💕🥰
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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[Note: When J. Elliot refers to her being classed as one of ‘your people’ in relation to black people of color, it’s based on her reputation of being an outspoken, anti-racism ally].
- Jane Elliot on the Oprah Winfrey Show panel on racism in 1992.
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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This is what Rasputin would've wanted.
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uധu
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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i feel like we dont talk enough about how two of the most decorated female hockey players ever, one a former captain for team canada and the other for the usa, fell in love and had a baby together 
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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idk about hte rest of yall but im gonna be wearing a mask for the rest of forever. im into it. i love not having a face. it’s an essential part of my wardrobe now. would appreciate it if the rest of you would do the same so im not the only one doing some covidcore fashion statement
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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absolutely obsessed with this video… any white person accuses me of hating white people I’m just gonna post this and be like it’s okay james gave me the reverse racism pass :)
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tarlos + ocean blue
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↳ tarlos week 2020, day four: colours
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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For @artemisthehuntress because she asked for Geralt finding Eskel right after he got his scars and Eskel being self-conscious, but Geralt loving him anyway.
Geralt is heading east when he catches the scent and at first, he doesn’t think much of it. He’s imagining things, clearly, has been alone for too long now and he’s missing him. It’s a trick of the mind and nothing more. He can’t let himself get sidetracked in the middle of a hunt. But when the familiar scent becomes muddled with the sharp tang of blood, Geralt finds himself veering off despite himself. 
He follows the scent, keeping his pulse steady only because the scent of blood isn’t strong enough for it to be a fatal wound. But it’s human blood - or close enough to it - and that’s enough for him to be worried. Especially considering there’s no reason for Eskel to be this far north this time of year. So he walks a little quicker than he normally would despite trying to assure himself that everything will be fine. 
But when he finds Eskel, he’s huddled under a tree with his hood up and Geralt’s breath catches. When he focuses, he can hear Eskel’s heartbeat, the faint huff of his breath and it helps to soothe him, but he approaches slowly nonetheless. He knows Eskel can hear him, smell him, but he circles around to meet him from the front just in case. But Eskel turns away when Geralt gets close. 
“Don’t,” he says and Geralt frowns. In all the time they’ve known each other - longer now than Geralt can even remember - Eskel has never turned him away. “Don’t want you to see me like this.”
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flowerymoonlight · 3 years
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Lines in Your Skin
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It’s a sick sort of irony that Geralt never worried about certain vanities before Jaskier came into his life.
It starts with little things; the state he comes back in after a hunt, the transformation he goes through when he takes his potions, the colour of his hair - all things that once were just an insignificant part of who he is. But Jaskier is youthful and soft and beautiful and Geralt feels old and broken next to him. Before him, it didn’t matter who saw him or in what state or what they thought about him. His body was just another tool, there to eat and sleep and fight and fuck and what it looked like didn’t concern him in the slightest.
The only time he ever cared was when people cowered in the streets, but even then he was adjusting to that now it’s become just another thing he tries not to think too much about. It only matters now if it means he’s denied housing or entrance somewhere and Jaskier usually sees to making sure that doesn’t happen.
Before Jaskier, even the lovers he took saw him fully nude and never gave it a second thought. If they did, it was to ask about the scars, to wonder where they came from and there was a time when Geralt was happy to tell those stories. These days, the only time he’s naked is if he’s alone to bathe.
The first time Jaskier tries to get him into a bath, Geralt nearly kicks him out of their room.
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