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#no tit for tat
majikz · 4 months
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‘Twas on my 2024 manifestation list. 🥹
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frnkiebby · 14 days
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if u give me frankie tat pics i'll give u uh something u want
more frimages??? you’ll add more frimages to my hoard?? yes???~🎃
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dumblr · 2 months
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Revenge sounds so mean, that's why I prefer to call it 'returning the favor'
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ghostoffuturespast · 4 months
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The rest of The Glen apartment shots
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A: 'Nothing has passed between us'
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(A: 'I'm a gentleman' - K: 'Is that so?')*
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K: 'Nothing happened between us '
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([...] A: 'Are you quite serious?' )
Part of the seemingly endless back and forth...
Bridgerton | An unthinkable Fate (2*05) | harmony (2*07)
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classycookiexo · 3 months
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Period
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apoemaday · 2 years
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Tit for Tat
by Christopher Morley
I often pass a gracious tree Whose name I can’t identify, But still I bow, in courtesy It waves a bough, in kind reply.
I do not know your name, O tree (Are you a hemlock or a pine?) But why should that embarrass me? Quite probably you don’t know mine.
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elizabethan-memes · 16 days
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Though Mary was prostrated and often delirious, during her more lucid moments she had gone through a journey of self-realisation - of the acceptance of death but also the acknowledgement that she must face up to the responsibility of being a Queen. She knew she must nominate her successor for England's sake. It was a difficult but courageous decision that Elizabeth herself evaded when her time came.
Linda Porter, Mary Tudor
Linda's so SALTY it's funny. Careful, Linda! That's a lotta sodium!
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kneedles · 8 months
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Tits and tats or whatever it is they say ❤️‍🔥
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chrollohearttags · 3 months
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girl boo, this isn’t JUST about Monica tagging her. you was subposting about her and think she wouldn’t catch on that you was talking about her because she reblogged @/sin-and-punishment post. calling her all out her name and everything. you can’t get mad because she didn’t wanna talk about it, hell, just because she’s poc doesn’t mean she has to share every racism disclosure yall wanna talk about.
and girl boo, eat my ass with a spoon and knife for all I give a fuck! See, unlike y’all, I don’t subpost on this app. If I got a problem with a bitch, imma stand on business, say it with my chest and TELL THEM . damn who don’t like it. I wasn’t even thinking about her nor was she the one I was talking about because I don’t sit around watching other people’s account like you losers. It was a general post and like I said, if that shoe fits then lace that ho up and wear it. That’s her business if she didn’t speak on it, that has nothing to do with my post. Play them lil kid games with another bitch, not me.
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violent138 · 2 months
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Yeah Batman’s a professional at reading people and analyzing their rationale for doing things but it must have been so hellish for him to survive the kids' teenager phases and simply not understand what the shouting matches were about, or why he couldn't get anything except for a withering scowl back in response to a question.
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dumblr · 2 years
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My heart has stopped beating for those who have forgotten I have a heart.
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writtenbyevie · 1 year
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who do you think would win a roast off? seijoh four or miya four?
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emeralddoeadeer · 3 months
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Doe! So excited to see you post a prompt list. Number 48 if it strikes inspiration, please? “I called you at 2am because I need you.” 💕
Hey darling Kelsey, thanks for the prompt, and 'eh sorry? <3
“I called you at 2am because I need you.”
Muggle AU, 460 words
Lily opens her eyes with a start, her heart racing in her chest.
With only a slither of moonlight cutting through the open curtains, she scans the room for any sign of what pulled her from sleep.
It wasn’t raining before, when she left the window ajar to welcome a coolness that only comes at night, now joined by a steady pitter patter.
The draught perhaps, or the rain itself woke her from slumber.
Turning her pillow over, she relishes the fresh cotton scent, breathing deeply in the hopes that sleep will return.
A rattling buzz echoes from somewhere outside her room, brief and then gone.
And then, again.
Fully alert, Lily slides from bed, silently making her way from the room.
In the dark hall, the sound is more insistent, more jarring.
She follows the disturbance to the kitchen, finding the culprit sitting precariously on the kitchen counter.
James Potter                              now
Missed call
James Potter                        2m ago
Missed call
James Potter                        5m ago
Missed call
James Potter                        7m ago
Missed call
“Shit.”
Her fingers tremble as she swipes the notifications away, she shakes her head from side to side, willing away intrusive thoughts as panic spreads through her.
James Potter                        
Calling
“James?”
“Hey Lil—”
The grip around her throat —around her heart— releases at the sound of his voice bearing the familiar ability to set her at ease.
“What’s going on? Are you ok?”
He sighs down the phone, makes a humming sound.
“Are you at home?”
“Of course, I’m at home James it’s two in the morning, has something happened?”
“Can I come up?”
“What?”
“I’m outside.”
Impossible to fight the draw of those words, she makes her way to the window, looking down to the street.
Sure, enough a tall figure stands against the lamppost directly outside her flat, no mind to the time, no mind to the weather, no mind to impropriety.
“James…”
“Please Lily, I need you, I need—”
“I’m sorry— you should go.”
It isn’t an easy thing to do, to hang up on their call. To watch from her position behind the glass as he slumps against the post, she doesn’t need to see it to know his expression would break her heart.
James Potter wears his heart on his sleeve, in his eyes, in the crease of his brow and the pull of his lips.
Defeated, he crumples and Lily chokes back a sob, forcing herself away from the window.
Moving on autopilot, she washes the phone call from her face, rinses his name from her mouth and climbs back into bed.
A warm arm pulls her closer, nuzzling her neck “You ok darling?”
“Go back to sleep, I’m fine.”
She’s fine.
She’s fine.
Everything’s fine.
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lightofunova · 7 months
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A reset sounded nice, a do-over. Something told Reshi that this pokémon was a bit more affected than she let on, however she could find no reason to doubt her words.
Then things got interesting, she was given two names. One was fake, as Rio had mentioned.
“I suppose I can understand your reasoning for using a faux name.” Reshi started, tapping her chin with one finger. “Some of the legends here seem to be a tad more sensitive than others after all. However, I’m sure none would actively hunt you down in your own universe even if you did so happen to do something. If they did it’d be quite a bad look.”
“Besides! You can’t do worse than me honestly. I feel like spilling wine on someone would be the worst that could happen.” She stated, a half laugh at her own stained dress.
“But, ah no. Honestly I haven’t really.” She stated. Her thoughts flitted about to various faces she had encountered this evening. “I’ve met plenty of potential friends tonight, however no suitors. There was someone but…it didn’t end well.”
“How about you, have you met anyone interesting tonight?” she asked, curiosity in her eyes. “If you met anyone you wanted to be friends, or more with, what name would you give them?” Reshi said, poking a bit of fun at the two names Rio used. Sure, she meant no harm by it, however she would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious in the rockruff’s answer.
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wordfromoursponsor · 9 months
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"Bright gumdrops play a gay children's game on this dazzling party cake" (1950)
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