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#rage sweat
un-fortunate-sloth · 1 year
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I got so damn angry trying to take out my septum ring (captive bead ring) that I started making guttural throat growling sounds. I was consumed by the rage i believe.
I didn't manage to get it out by the way. I just gave up and took a shower to get rid of the rage sweat smell.
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ex0toxin · 4 months
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matsuri 🏮🕺🎇
jsys week'24, day 2
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toxooz · 8 months
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the gym bros tryin to get Ollie to be their spotter like 🥺👉👈💐💐🙏
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indieyuugure · 9 months
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YOU CAN'T
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YOU CAN'T JUST CUT TO MIKEY LIKE THAT-
lol.
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lina-corsa · 3 months
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Bahrain press day fits
f1 insta
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ice-block · 2 months
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I’m SICK of those full body deodorant ads, their core message is “WOMEN did you know that using deodorant is now not enough? You smell bad all over now coat your whole fucking body in this chemical including your pussy (YEAH THEYRE TELLING YOU TO PUT DEODORANT IN YOUR PUSSY NOW) cover yourself in our floral scent head to toe this totally won’t give you a uti ❤️❤️ don’t worry about it! Putting deodorant up your puss is actually really feminist and empowering!!”
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lilyharvord · 10 months
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Once again I am screaming and crawling up the walls like Evil Dead over the fact that all the electricons grabbed onto Mare in Harbor Bay when she saw Cal’s body and the healer trying to resuscitate him.
Like everyone around her (except for her) knew her dumb ass was so in love with him that if he died she was going to go off like a fucking bomb and kill all of them and to avoid that they literally were fully prepared to either knock her out with their own ability or contain hers as much as possible.
Which just leads me to believe that if he had died, like if the healer had failed and he had died on the sand Mare would have turned immediately to Iris’s war ship and we would have gotten the duel of the fucking century. Because Iris would have been fighting to just survive and Mare would have been blindly fighting to kill at all costs in as painful of a manner as possible. And she would have taken so many lakelanders and nortian soldiers with her. So tbh, if Dane/the Scarlet Guard was smart, they would have let Cal die in that moment and they could have ended the whole thing in Harbor Bay.
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aolechan · 1 year
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“I’m not what you saw. What you saw was hate, it happens when I lose control. I don’t like the person I become. I’m not that wrestler.” Tenoch Huerta as Alejandro Muñoz in Blue Demon (insp)
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silverutahraptor · 1 year
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Consider: Tobirama at the founding of the Village. Afraid and cautious of Madara. So afraid and cautious in fact that he expects an attack at any time—and therefore spends every waking moment (and the sleeping ones as well) basically watching Madara so he won’t be surprised by that attack.
Meanwhile, Madara doesn’t think about Tobirama at all.
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fluffy-tuuna · 9 months
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dogbunni · 1 year
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GOD FUCK DAMN SHIT I HATE DRAWING!!!! HANDS!!!!!!!!!!
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gio-cosmo · 6 months
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One thing I love about the persona dancing games is how pissed off the characters sound whenever I don’t clear a stage. “WHAT? SERIOUSLY? 😡” “That must’ve been so embarrassing to watch…” like wow guys thanks so much for that glorious motivation, really makes me feel better about my playing ability.
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ocdeeznut · 29 days
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Used to hate changing fitted sheets because i couldn’t reach the corners properly.
But since i started working out I can just lift my mattress and turn it over however I please.
Now duvet covers… they are a wild, untameable beast. I can never get the comforter to sit right in the cover. IT ANGERS ME.
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queen-mabs-revenge · 1 year
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Something inside me snaps. And I feel myself becoming a nightmare, too. I don't hold back against these abominations. I hate this, but I can't stop. If I stop, the Demon Bear wins. But I finally feel free. Maybe it's because I know this stone in my chest has opened a doorway to my dreams. It's not every day you get to see if you can beat the snot out of the Avengers… and not have any consequences.
Deadly Neighborhood Spider-Man #4
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severuna · 11 months
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@armatization ° ☆ 「 plotted starter 』
The castle was always a dark and gloomy place but now it felt utterly empty and void on top of that. Normally, there would be one or two people walking around the halls and guards stationed at the entrances to certain rooms, but today, it was all empty; she was walking through the long, endless hallway alone. Doors on either side of her were firmly shut, though the sounds of muffled crying sometimes made their way into the hall. Of course, everyone was grieving the loss of two precious figures of the royal family. It made sense they'd all want to shut themselves away from discerning eyes.
And yet, here she was, forced to check up on a certain someone for their well-being. If only Lady Camilla had given her some grace period for her own grief (then again, would she have caught onto her relationship anyhow?). Her gaze was plastered to the floor as she sluggishly made her way towards the second prince's personal quarters, feet nearly dragging each step. The ache in her chest seemed to grow the more her heart beat.
Her gaze drifted to the bracelet around her wrist. The more Selena stared at it, the more the memories of old days surface—of his stupid flirting, his invites for tea, traveling the world side by side, ending up here, chatting underneath the starry sky, promising each other to live and return home together— the more she felt the need to crumple to the floor and cry. The memory was too fresh—the sight of red pooling underneath his body—
It almost made her hate her hair again. Her throat burned and so did the edges of her eyes at the flash of the fresh sight burned into her retinas, but crying wouldn't help. She had her duties to fulfill first anyhow. Then, she could also lock herself away to not be seen. Except, she clearly hadn't planned to do that so soon with the presence of a game board tucked underneath her arm (what was she even thinking? As if a game would actually do anything worthwhile).
When the redhead had finally made it to Prince Leo's personal quarters, she let out a sharp breath and stood tall. Tucking away her precious memento into her satchel, she straightened out her back and lifted her gaze to not give away her own troubles. Practically banging her fist on the door, she called out to the boy within.
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❝ Prince Leo, I demand a rematch! ❞
Thankfully, her voice didn't break or waver; she had somehow managed to make it sound like the usual demand of him. However, she knew it wouldn't be enough considering that Leo had lost two precious siblings so suddenly and quickly.
Pausing for a moment, she lowered her voice and her hand, softly conveying the message that brought her here in the first place, ❝ Lady Camilla... is worried about you. ❞
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seraphicsuicides · 10 months
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mother cain spoke to me. i feel enlightened. i feel alive for the first time in years. (go stream ptolemaea on grimaces bday playlist)
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