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minglana · 1 year
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This year's Cornelio Zorrilla in Bielsa, a traditional carnival figure, which "by popular law/punishment" is hanged on the outside of the city hall. This year, it's Lambán's turn (the Aragonese president). Cornelio represents the "evils" of carnival, and on Sunday he will be burnt at the stake to represent the purging of these evils.
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On the left, the two posters read (translated): "And the Lalarri bridge when?" (left) and "Sira Repollés doesn't give a shit about the Aragonese Pyrenees". Sira Repollés is the current Aragonese health minister. Under her charge, the Aragonese Pyrenees have had diminished access to ambulances as well as urgent care. Public health workers in Aragon are currently on strike until March 31st.
source for the pictures
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noxious-fennec · 5 months
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A redraw of an old thing because exam season is the only time i get creative energy ig
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gilears · 4 months
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lost & found
gorgug-centric gen fic, 7k, slice of life
The bad kids are notably not very good at checking the Hangvan’s lost and found bin for their missing items. Every so often, Gorgug takes it upon himself to clean it out. (or: 5 times Gorgug returned an item from the Hangvan’s lost and found, and 1 time something was returned to him.) (read here on ao3)
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spearxwind · 1 year
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Feels good to be home.
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paperbagzz · 6 months
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Please write absolutely ANYTHING about simon being constantly teased by the reader ie: wearing a low cut shirt, purposefully stretching and moaning around him and things of the sort I'll die happy, unless you don't write nsfw adjacent stuff pls don't ever feel pressured to do that
oml yes- i don't usually write nsfw things, but uhh we can make exceptions.. >:) anon, i hope you enjoy this; you're so kind for asking whether i write things like that or not beforehand <3
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Simon walked into the living room to see Y/N sitting on the couch, the cushions dipping beneath their weight. They were on their phone, scrolling absent-mindedly. Something caught Simon's eye as he looked at them; they were wearing a rather.. showing.. shirt. The article of clothing was frayed in certain areas, exposing quite a bit of Y/N's chest.
With a slightly embarrassed face, Simon tilted his head at them. "Uh, hey, Y/N..! I see you went shopping?"
Y/N glanced up from their phone with a small smirk, taking a break from the Internet to talk with their roommate. They nodded. "Yep! Do ya like it..?" There was a slightly different tone to their voice as they spoke with him, and Simon sighed, sitting next to them with a grunt.
"Yes, but it's.. revealing, at the very least." He said quietly, his face a bit more red than before, his eyes refusing to meet Y/N's.
Y/N chuckled, moving closer to him with a slight groan; when they inched near Simon, there was a noticeable change in the tension of his muscles. Y/N was enjoying this, in a strange, teasing, manner. They could step it up a bit..
As Simon clicked the remote, turning the TV on, Y/N adjusted themselves a bit more, placing their exposed flesh onto Simon's clothed chest. Although his eyes were focused on the bright television, you could tell he was dying to look at you. As he spoke, there was a note of strain in his usually soft voice;
"What would you like to watch, Y/N, hm..?"
Y/N shrugged. "Anything, I don't really mind." They pressed themselves progressively closer to Simon, pushing their exposed chest closer against his upper body. The tension rose in the man's arms, and his face was rather red. In a teasing tone, Y/N murmured, "Anything wrong, dear Simon?"
Simon gave a low, almost inaudible, chuckle. His head shook, and he slowly placed a hand on your hair, ruffling it slightly. He really couldn't help himself, honestly, and you didn't mind. "No, nothings wrong, Y/N, I'm doing quite pleasantly, actually."
He smiled, and you noticed his face turn towards you. Y/N let out a small moan at his touch, and Simon raised his eyebrows, but continued to stroke your hair softly. You continued to make small noises and suggestive murmurs, but at this point, he didn't mind at all. You could moan and groan all night, and he would enjoy every moment of it.
Simon set the TV to one of his favorites: Cheers. The two of you cuddled for the majority of the night, listening to the quiet hum of the television.
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worriedrat · 1 year
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venessa jeong - cassandra goth - rory oaklow - lou howell - wolfgang wilder - celene lópez
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rowanoftheunknown · 6 days
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“I hope I’ll find all the pieces of my mind that fell out of my head over all those years, and that I’ll be able to put myself together again. I hope the echoes of pain will fade, and memories of sorrow will die, and that you’ll visit me here some day…”
“And I hope you have a happy ending of your own.”
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goodlucksnez · 5 months
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This is very rushed but MAN I MISSED VOICING THESE TWO!!! Er/aser//mic for the win!
week 1 of December winter themed wavs/content
‼️ PLEASE NO REBLOGGING TO NON-KINK BLOGS ‼️
CW: Coughing, sneezing (duh), couple nose blows,mention of Christmas/holiday, public humiliation, slightly flirtatious
Summery: H/izashi doing to his weekly radio show during a bad winter storm and a surprise guest appearance happens…and it seems that is not the only surprise of the evening!
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miwtual · 11 months
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Happy birthday to this guy!! He has my heart in a chokehold 💕
This took 9 straight hours to complete. It's been a while since I've been able to time how long a work takes, haven't completed a finished work in one sitting since my IbisPaint era. The things I do for this man,,,
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butchdiaz · 6 months
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hiii i wrote this way way back after 5x10 aired from buck's perspective and finally got around to making a little demo that i don't hate :') lyrics under the cut!
lyrics:
your blood on my face splattered like rain on the sidewalk your hand reaching out lips trying to form the shape of my name
i could see it right then the shape of my life without you i knew i would hate it more than anything
ten years ago bloody bruised cheek on the pavement ears ringing out i’ve never felt so alone
five years ago driving across a new state line every four months like my body knew it needed to be where you are
you built me a home here i let you touch me in places that nobody else would dare to
you built me into your life behind my back just in time to take your exit what am i supposed to do with that?
your blood in my mouth stuck to my gums like molasses i still taste your death when i jolt awake at night, covered in sweat
and i still feel the rain fall like bullets the night that i tried to dig you out i swear i will dig us out of here and we’ll be alright
you gave me a home here i let you save me in ways i thought nobody would ever care to
you wrote me into your life then turned your back you know i would never reject it but would it kill you to ask?
in the doorway, waiting by phone just out of reach, just shy of alone but you know me, i’ll never leave you can’t hit the ground if you never let go
so i’ll take this, i’ll lap up this scraps i’ll fake fulfillment until i collapse and you know me, heart on my sleeve i swear i’ve been screaming, “please don’t leave”
guess you didn’t hear that
you built me a home here i let you touch me
you built me into your life behind my back just in time to take your exit what am i supposed to do with that?
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qeyond · 1 year
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First kiss <3
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noxious-fennec · 6 months
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C!Q + vylette's fit from Jawbreaker
(aka an idea I've had for every conceivable holiday for months and decidedly couldn't put out on an appropriate date)
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aceforwhatevenisthis · 11 months
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this is my formal petition to bring these two back
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lockandkeyhyena · 1 year
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Mum, why did dad die?
Lots of reasons, honey. Go to bed.
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POV: Kevin crawls through your window at 3am, covered in blood. He wanders around your house aimlessly a bit before stopping at your room door.
Slowly and quietly, he turns the handle, opening the door. He crawls into your room and silently slides into bed beside you and your husband. Whether he falls asleep after that is unknown.
It is morning. You wake up to the gentle embrace of your husband, life is good. Good until you hear an obnoxiously cheery and familiar "Good morning! :D" coming from your other side. You look over. What the fuck.
(Original image below the cut)
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