drink responsibly (make sure your tea has cooled sufficiently before taking a big swallow)
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Marvel Tales #57: The Lizard Lives
(rep. The Amazing Spider-Man #76)
by Stan Lee; John Buscema/Jim Mooney and Sam Rosen
Marvel
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Is this “… careful, appropriate, and discrete ...”?
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“I am an extraordinary mother.” 🫠🫠🫠
She just needs to bust open a bag of Jolly Ranchers on the table in front of Fordy to complete this MotherOfTheYear™️ tableau
If Armie did this, he’d be immediately pilloried in the virtual town square.
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How to treat your tiny lizard Vastra:
For when your wife has been turned into a tiny lizard in the fairy tale AU.
@capybaraonabicycle just tagging you because I just know you'll go insane over this (positive)
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this momentary light affliction is preparing us for the weight of eternal glory this momentary light affliction is preparing us for the weight of eternal glory this momentary light affliction is preparing us for the weight of eternal glory this momentary light affliction is preparing us for the weight of eternal g
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Random Things 682 Says While Asleep
Hard to believe, I know... but our big grumpy Godzilla/Kirby/Mr. X crossbreed is fond of naps. He sleeptalks a bit. Ever wonder what the legendary Hard-to-Destroy Reptile dreams of? Let's explore, shall we?
"More habanero peppers. More. Give me the barrel with the cow."
"Take that, Portland!" (No idea why he's angry at Portland, but... okay?)
"You're so tasteless I could marinade you in ghost pepper vinegar and you'd still be bland and unappetizing."
"WHO STOLE EVELYN'S COOKIES! I will tear you apart before I eat you, you thieving rat!"
"Dyo... since when did you play accordion?"
"I'm not eating him. He's a clown, clowns taste funny. Ask Ferdinand."
"Golf... clubs? Do you get to beat the other players with them?"
"Yes, I would love more hot chocolate, Evie."
"Get. Him. Off! Get. Him. Off! I am no rent a mount, Kondraki! Get off my back, literally!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha, run."
"More spice. Give me all the spice. Then give me more."
"It was funny when I flung you into the door, Abel. Not my fault you're fragile."
"No touchie."
"You're trying to kill me with that? You're either brave, stupid, or tired of life."
"YOU CAN DO THIS, ONE LEG LOUIE! Like you need two legs, my gull!"
"This doesn't taste like pineapple."
"Yogurt? Why are you calling me Gert?"
"EAT LAVA, RUSSIA!"
"Sorry. The grenades I ate earlier gave me gas."
"Quoth the Reptile... leave now or become a between meal snack."
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12. dowdy
“Nhaama, does everything need to be so… I don’t know… heavy? How is a woman supposed to walk in all this?” Marz waved a hand at the rows of woolen dresses on display, followed by layers and layers of underthings.
Kaede shrugged. “It’s cold, and we’re supposed to be getting warmer clothes.”
That earned her an expressive eyeroll from the xaela, who crossed her bare arms over her chest. “I just expected better from the people that designed drachen mail. I don’t think this stuff could possibly be more different.”
“Well, yeah, that’s armor, not clothing. Besides, I thought you hated it? I distinctly remember you making fun of it relentlessly and refusing to wear it.”
“Just because I don’t want to wear it doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the design, and how it looks on people it’s meant to be on. Besides, even the knights in this place are frumpy – it’s all boring shapeless chain shirts, no style. Aside from the dragoons, that is.”
Kaede idly turned a corset over in her hands, inspecting the stitching. “And the Lord Commander.”
Too late, Kaede realized what she’d said, when Marz’s face leaned close to her own, eyes bright with teasing. “Oh, sure, but that armor looks so ridiculously complicated. How do you think he takes it off at night?”
Leveling a look at Marz, Kaede put back the dress she’d been looking at and crossed her arms. “I don’t know, why don’t you ask him, if you’re so keen to find out?”
“Ew, no thanks. He’s pretty and all, sure, but men in positions of authority give me hives. Plus I don’t think he’d enjoy me asking half as much as he’d like it from you –”
“Marz?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up and find some clothes so we can get out of here.”
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