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trophiesdev · 1 year
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evil-sometimes · 9 months
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I am completely obsessed with a crown of candy. like caramelinda and lazuli were IN LOVE. imagine you're caramelinda. you are married to the love of your life. and she dies. your country is unstable, you need to remarry, politically. you have to remarry to her baby brother who up until now has just been a reckless prince getting up to stupid shit in the war. and now he's your husband. and now he's king. you have two daughters with him. he is a useless ruler, so you manage everything. you try to keep your family safe. your daughters grow up and take after their father. they take after lazuli. they are reckless. they just want to fight things, and you feel like their jailer, trying to impose rules, trying to keep them safe. you love them and would break apart if anything happened to them. you miss your wife. you have been married to your husband for 20 years now. he has been by your side longer than you even knew your wife. you deserved her, not him. it is impossible not to love him. but never like you loved her. he is still an irresponsible reckless warrior. he is a coward. he is your partner in life. you have children and a kingdom together. one of your daughters dies. she dies sneaking away after you told her to go to bed. you are queen. you are supposed to be able to protect her. you had ordered people to follow her and keep her safe. she still died. you want to blame her. you want to blame everyone. you want to blame yourself, you tried so hard to keep her safe. you cry in your husbands arms. you find out your wife kept secrets from you. you have to leave your home. your family is in danger. your family is protecting itself. you feel like dead weight. you miss your wife.
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fwacata · 2 years
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Is someone killing a Dolphin?
Ah, no... it's just the noise I make when I take cold showers.
Ah, no… it’s just the noise I make when I take cold showers. Short story I’m working on H00D which you can catch on the Patreon! I have an electric water heater which i no more than box a box in my small cottage. It does it’s job, but but it’s either set LAVA ON YOUR BALLS HOT or NORDIC PENIS SHRINKAGE COLD in it’s settings, so because of the recent heat (I.E. we are falling into the the sun) I…
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i think tim is high maintenance the way a boarder collie or austrialian shepherd is. like you have to make sure they're not only given space to expend energy but you have to specifically let them get the herding instinct out and challenge them intellectually or they start destroying ur home
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pathetichimbos · 3 months
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thomas heiwitt x reader but. but beauty and. beast. but he doesnt become ugly
thank you for comjng tk my ted talk
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captora · 1 year
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I’m sooooo normal about him. Some would even say I’m the most normal ever
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raceweek · 6 days
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It's time once again to play everyone's favorite game – How Long Until This Blorbo Becomes a Headmate??
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clotpolesonly · 11 days
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Call Down The Hawk ch 45 // Call Down The Hawk ch 3
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chic-a-gigot · 6 months
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La Mode nationale, no. 45, 6 novembre 1909, Paris. Costumes de fillettes haute nouveauté. Modèles de la Grande Maison. Photo Manuel. Bibliothèque nationale de France
Fig. 1. — Robe de cachemire pour jeune fille de 14 à 15 ans. Un large pli rond se forme au milieu devant sur le corsage et la jupe. Sur les côtés une haute ceinture drapée, en liberty, sépare le corsage de la jupe plissée.
Les côtés du corsage et le dessus de la manche sont plissés en travers. De la soutache borde le décolleté. Guimpe et poignets de mousseline et entre-deux.
Fig. 1. — Cashmere dress for girls aged 14 to 15. A large round pleat is formed in the center front on the bodice and skirt. On the sides, a high draped liberty belt separates the bodice from the pleated skirt.
The sides of the bodice and the top of the sleeve are pleated crosswise. Soutache borders the neckline. Muslin wimple and cuffs and in-betweens.
Métrage: 5 mètres tissu en 120.
Fig. 2. — Robe de drap souple. Le tablier de la jupe monte sur le corsage et l'arrête sous l'empiècement bordé d'un galon. La ceinture est fixée au tablier par des boutons. Guimpe et poignets de lingerie. Manche boutonnée sur le dessus.
Fig. 2. — Soft cloth dress. The apron of the skirt rises over the bodice and stops under the yoke edged with braid. The belt is attached to the apron with buttons. Lingerie wimple and cuffs. Sleeve buttoned on top.
Métrage: 4 mètres tissu en 120.
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squiddley-feeterson · 5 months
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Au where Sol’s memories are perfectly clear. Like maybe this is either post the transcending time ending or they died in the wormhole or maybe their augment is just photographic memory and it affects this. How it happens doesn’t matter, just that their memories don’t have that dreamlike “wet paint” quality they mention in-game. And since Sol knows their past lives have never been able to see this clearly, they realize this is their chance to finally save everyone like Ancient Sol is always saying.
On the Stratos they’re a fairly normal child (though the other kids think there’s something slightly off about them) but as they get closer to the wormhole they start gaining their memories back. Though it’s only after waking up on Vertumna that they remember everything. And though they try every possible thing to prevent disaster and prove that they could at least see it coming, only the kids believe them. And honestly it’s really only Dys at first.
The others need some convincing, but as Sol gains the trust of more and more of their friends, the adults become more convinced that they’re sick and, as they get older and more insistent, more rebellious, more in tune with the planet itself, that they might be a danger to the other kids. Especially once the Helios land and Lum learns about their burgeoning “cult”.
So yeah is this anything? I just like the idea of a Sol with basically all of the knowledge of the player and, yknow, someone who’s been in a time loop so long that they’re starting to get really desperate
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conkers-thecosy · 10 months
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How am I still utterly exhausted?? And how is it only Wednesdayyyyyy???
Damn guys, I'm not gonna make it. Go on without me. Tell my wife (the moon) I love her...
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branzinos · 7 months
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btw this is a list of all the stuff from Lisa's filmography I have ripped copies of, with the intent to gif the majority of it eventually (with some exceptions). but if anyone has leads on anything I don't have / have listed as only having in shit quality / wants access to any of the files / wants to trade vids lmk (having something to trade isn't necessary though!! I'm happy to share). between @littlebitgarbage and I we've managed to thin the list down considerably but there's still some major loose ends like breaking news and all but the pilot of wildest dreams that are super elusive and I fear may only exist as vhs tapes in lisa's garage like the missing episodes of life's work, lol
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fazgoo-connoiseur-1987 · 11 months
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Divorced Dad of 3 (???)
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roychewtoy · 1 year
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waystar royco the tower, logan roy the monolith
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ziskandra · 1 year
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listen, listen
I know this is gonna be a controversial take, but the more I think about it, the more obsessed I am with the idea of Varric voluntarily helping The Crimson Knight (especially in a worldstate where Hawke was left in the Fade).
I’ve talked before about how I view Meredith as the type of person who is motivated by her desire to protect her own at all costs, and how this leads her down the path of Well-Intentioned Extremism, and culminating in becoming the embodiment of the uh, Knight Templar trope.
And Varric is obviously motivated by his motivation to protect Hawke: he shielded them from the Inquisition, and when push came to shove and he was forced to expose Hawke to the Inquisition anyway, it can result in Hawke’s death. The Inquisition fails Hawke, who is basically Varric’s moral compass — without Hawke’s influence, he defaults to siding with the templars at the end of DA2.
Most of the Inquisitor’s inner circle scatters over Thedas and Varric returns to Kirkwall. Varric loves Kirkwall; he’s a Kirkwaller through and through: even though he’s never envisioned nor wanted a life of politics, he becomes the fucking viscount, because there’s nobody else left who wants one drop of the poisoned chalice of that role.
And Kirkwall is a city that has always been dependent on its templars for protection. They are the city’s military force, and the city is noticeably weaker once the templars abandon it — depending on world state, it can lose a significant portion of its territory to one of Varric’s former companions. If someone he knew and trusted can do that to Kirkwall, who else might take advantage of Kirkwall in its weakened state?
Varric is isolated and alone, away from anyone who might be able to help him see the situation in a different light: his main support network is Aveline and Seneschal Bran, neither of whom are known for their ardent support of mage rights. They’re doing their best to clear Kirkwall of the impacts of the war, of the red lyrium, and even though they’re doing their best to avoid exposure, being around that much red lyrium cannot be healthy. Slowly, the paranoia and increased penchant for violence settle in. It becomes impossible to resist spending more time around the substance — and sometimes, it talks! And it sounds like Meredith Stannard.
Varric is desperate and scared and has lost everyone he has ever loved. The Inquisition has been downsized or disbanded, and his only purpose is to serve his city: the same intention with which Meredith started, the same intention and fears that the red lyrium feeds upon in them both.
Varric fears becoming his parents: people who failed to protect him because they were too caught up in their past mistakes.
But sometimes, as people, in our attempts to avoid our fears, we end up barreling into them headfirst instead.
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