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ineedfairypee · 2 months
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Good research design goes a long way, bad research design doesn’t go anywhere
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fillmewithcum · 1 year
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I'd love to sit under your desk and lick you while you wait. And possibly during the game too if you're into that? :p
oh i am not the true gamer girl you think i am - i am already in bed nice n comfy for you to play with while i play<3
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thawthebeez · 20 days
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i'm not really a big daisuga shipper but one detail i can't ignore every time i rewatch the first few episodes of haikyuu is the fact that daichi says to kageyama "for the rest of my time at karasuno, you won't be setter" when he's laying down the stakes for the 3-on-3 because i'm positive daichi knew that kageyama coming to karasuno meant that he'd instantly replace suga as their starting setter, and with this year being their last, daichi would obviously want to spend it with his friend on the court rather than on the sidelines and i just think that that's very sweet of him.
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arece · 1 year
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giving a shit ton of exams and summative work two months before graduation is a special kind of cruel
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gleek4twd · 5 months
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Deadlines tomorrow, I'll finally be free or Xmas, the citations are taking years and everyone has different info on what lecturers want, sweet Jesus it's been like this for 4 years 😂
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straykatfish · 1 year
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A Sun's Lament - final video
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a-flickering-soul · 9 months
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OTC BIRTH CONTROL APPROVED BY THE FDA
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froagie · 2 months
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chernozemm · 5 months
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Don't go calling after ghosts.
I am here - flesh, blood, bone
and devotion.
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kvtnisseverdeen · 6 months
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THE WORLD STANDS WITH PALESTINE 🇵🇸
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ineedfairypee · 3 months
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Research recruitment memes I made
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talentos · 4 months
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The 1971 Plymouth Hemi 'Cuda Convertible
What is your all time favorite automobile? Ai Art by Author The ultimate 1971 “final year” Plymouth Hemi ‘Cuda Convertible stands as a pinnacle in muscle car history, with only 12 units produced, rendering it exceptionally rare. Ai Art by Author Emerging from the lineage of the Plymouth Barracuda, it served as a formidable response to muscle car competitors like the Mustang and Camaro. Ai…
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rumble-bee-art · 8 months
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A 6000+ years old demon thinks he can mend his broken heart by driving to the stars. Fool
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bigbigtruck · 3 months
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Bam just wants to know we’re there
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ceeejus · 4 months
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break in the case
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strangelittlestories · 4 months
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After the occupation, the princess was confined to the palace.
Once a month she'd be taken on a walk around the city, heavily guarded of course, to show the people that she still lived. It also served, of course, as a reminder of what they stood to lose if they made trouble. The princess did her best go wave and smile and give the people what encouragement she could.
The rest of the time, her life was spent in musty rooms and dusty towers. She filled most of her time scouring the castle for materials which she would sew into more and more elaborate outfits, which she would show off on the days when she was allowed outside.
Indeed, the public loved their princess and her dresses so much they'd often sketch or paint them along the route and pass the images on so that all could see the princess at least was well.
This pleased the occupiers for two reasons. First: it kept the princess out of trouble. Second: it gave them a reason to sneer and they did love a good sneer.
"What a vain creature she is!" They would remark.
"Doesn't even care we murdered her brothers so long as she gets enough satin to make her little dresses!" They squawked.
This was unfair, of course, for to call her creations "little dresses" was to call Queen Murderfun the Needlessly Genocidal "a tad piquey". Her dresses were gravity-defying wonders lace and pearl. They were thunderstorms captured in velvet and waterfalls summoned in silk. She was a wizard with silk.
Still, she bore their mockery with a tight smile and careful deference.
"Please, good sirs, my home, my people and my city now belong to you. Let me keep, at least, this one last joy."
And they sneered and they crowed most unpleasantly, but they let her keep her sewing room.
Of course, they would have known their mockery to be doubly unfair had they realised the true purpose of the princess's elaborate designs. For hidden in the intricate embroiderings across her gowns, jackets and fans, the princess had encoded secret (and very detailed) messages. When she would go on her monthly walk, the city's loyalists would line the route, sketching down the patterns to decode later.
Thus did the princess transmit all the occupiers' secrets (unearthed while supposedly 'searching the castle for old fabrics') to the city and thus did she build her resistance.
On the day the revolution finally came, she girded herself in armour of thick spider silk and whale bone. She cut a fine figure with a lacy handkerchief in her top pocket and a razor sharp knitting needle keeping her hair up.
As she waltzed through the castle to open the door for her army, the Usurper King tried to stop her and she simply unfolded her handkerchief and showed it to him.
Upon seeing the impossible arcane pattern emblazoned across it, he fell to the floor with blood streaming from his eyes.
She always had been a wizard with silk.
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