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  • hale-of-stiles-heart
    18.09.2021 - 16 minutes ago

    bought myself some cherry blossom face masks and a pair of captain america underwear to treat myself after the shittiness of today then totally forgot about both until rn

    #so now I've got a face mask on and some cap briefs #ignore me
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  • dannimuu
    18.09.2021 - 35 minutes ago

    started watching dragon ball super again and got obsessed w the saiyans again😸 couldn’t decide which type of hair i wanted to give trunks so i just put both up

    #dragon ball super #dbz#dbs#my art#son goten#trunks briefs#trunks#goten#gotrunks #bro idk their ship name #anyways none of the characters i like in any piece of media are straight #bc i’m gay #gotenks
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  • muahdi
    18.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    new rule pages + a brief introduction to dune is up !  you can find the link to it on the fixed post ( rules ) or by clicking “his place” on the description of the blog.

    #《⊱ muahdi ⇢ ooc #i'll be working on a dune cheat sheet soon #as well as a brief dossier for paul <3
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  • cotton-candy-haze
    18.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    I will be attempting to organize my OC posts/roster into something more manageable at some point in the near future, although I should probably work on character profiles first

    #i will spare you all abby's ridiculously long backstory #i will try to make the profiles brief lol
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  • painterofstars
    18.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    hippie purl....... :-]

    #top 10 drawings that were supposed to be brief sketches but took me like #an entire day #no straight roads #eyestrain#blue 1010
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  • dbzsgt
    17.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    😂Bra y trunks 😂😂😂

    Trunks,Mai y Goten 😂😂😂

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  • taylortaylor18
    17.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    I need to clean my mirror I guess

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  • umusicians
    17.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Tedious & Brief Releases Single “Not That Deep”

    23 year-old native from Chicago Jamie Jacobsen, better known as her music moniker Tedious & Brief has released a new single called “Not That Deep”. On “Not That Deep,” Jamie takes a deep-dive into a break-up story that’s not even her own.

    Jamie shares,

    “My husband came to me with the opening lyrics of the song, I’m tired of singing your songs. I thought they were for me, but turns out they were yours all along.’ He’s a studio drummer and every session he played on that week was for songs touching on the subject of a person who broke the writer’s heart. He thought to himself, ‘What does it look like once you’re done grieving and you’re ready to move on? You’ll look back at your catalog of music and realize you’ve been writing about the same person and heartache and you’re eventually sick of giving them that attention.’

    “So that’s what we wrote about. Not That Deep comes from the perspective of a person who’s done thinking about that passive tweet; who’s ready to burn the shirt they were bought, who’s over writing songs about them; and—most of all—is don’t letting that person have power over them.”

    Stream/Download “Not That Deep” here or listen below!

    #News #Tedious & Brief #Not That Deep #Music#Single
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  • actorsinunderwear
    17.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Benjamin Koldyke in How I Met Your Mother S5E11

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  • batshit-birds
    17.09.2021 - 3 hours ago

    Cass: you were my gay awakening

    Kon: i

    Kon: i'm not sure how to take that

    #this is based off of their VERY comphet brief dating spell #i wholeheartedly believe that Kon made Cass realize she's a lesbian #cassandra cain#kon el #Cass affectionately refers to him as her gay awakening more than she refers to him by name #Kon: hey bestie! #Cass: hey gay awakening! #Kon: i wish you would let that go #Cass: no. never #Kon: who even taught you that phrase??? i know Batman didnt #Cass: Tim did. indirectly. through Steph
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  • peterholland765
    17.09.2021 - 3 hours ago

    Pentagon Press Secretary Briefs Reporters

    Pentagon Press Secretary Briefs Reporters

    https://www.defense.gov/Explore/News/Article/Article/2780257/pentagon-press-secretary-briefs-reporters/ Pentagon Press Secretary John F. Kirby updated reporters during a Defense Department briefing.

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    #News#nieuws #Pentagon Press Secretary Briefs Reporters #Peter Holland 765 articles
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  • noutro-tempo
    17.09.2021 - 3 hours ago

    ~this is how you create a storyline through 3 albums. There are more references but this is the essential.

    #The 1975 #i like it when you sleep for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it #a brief inquiry into online relationships #Robbers #Change of heart #Somebody else #Sincerity is scary #matty healy#George#Adam#Ross#Youtube
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  • rebelwarrior217
    17.09.2021 - 3 hours ago

    My Mother’s Arms / The Slaughter of Namek
Redraw from one of my first drawings and Now. I’m pretty proud of my growth. Still got a while to go but I am improving. I hope you enjoy my Gobul baby.
For the idea behind it ‘Keep Reading’
So this is Bulma and my gobul child oc Ringo.
My idea is that Ringo had flown off from the safety of the area where they were hidden and naturally Bulma took off after her. 
Ringo had unfortunately come across a dying Namekian in a destroyed village and naively tried to save him, only for him to die in her arms. Bulma having caught up with her had immediately pulled her away and tried to cover the body with what she could find in order to protect her daughter and to give the person some dignity.
She tries in vain to console her child but this would only be the beginning of whats to happen on planet Namek.

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  • a-certain-type-of-frog
    17.09.2021 - 4 hours ago

    Momentary I

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    “Thanks,” Scarlet tells the woman showing her to her seat, 15B. The person sitting in the one next to hers, 15A, glances up as she sets her bag on the floor and then looks back at his book.

    “Hi,” she says politely, pushing her bag under the seat in front of her with a foot.

    “Hey,” he says, short but not unwelcoming, looking up again.

    “Have you been on for long?”

    “Not too bad, I got on in Chicago,” he answers, marking his place with a receipt he had under his leg.

    “Planning on getting some sleep?” she asks. Scarlet doubts he’s much for conversation, considering the way he keeps thumbing the edge of his book as he listens, but it seems better to get the basics out of the way up front.

    “I’d like to,” he says, “but I can never sleep on trains. Too much noise, too much light,” he waves a hand to gesture.

    She nods. “Yeah, makes sense.” She always sleeps on trains, in buses and cars, on a table in a library if she’s been writing long enough. Still, she can sympathize.

    He looks down and taps the cover of his book twice, thinking. “Where are you getting off?”

    “Boston, you?”

    “Same,” he nods.

    An hour passes without conversation. She plugs in headphones, listening to a playlist of upbeat, thrumming traveling music; he reads, foot tapping against the wall. An older woman leans across her seat.

    “Look out the window,” she says softly. “It’s beautiful here.” She keeps walking down the aisle. Scarlet turns, leaning forward to see past 15A.

    He looks up sharply at her, “what?”

    “Nothing,” she shakes her head, “just the view.”

    “Oh.” He leans back, looking out into the green. It’s marshy and bright, a dark river flowing past, a few logs going with it. “It’s pretty.”

    They lapse back into silence. The scenery rushes past, the river a constant between the trees blocking their view of it. It branches away, and he turns back to his book.

    The sun starts to set hours later, and he shuts the book. “Wow,” he says quietly.

    “You finished?” she asks, taking out one earphone.

    “Yeah. That was good,” he says.

    “What was it about?”

    “It’s a collection of short stories by Ray Bradbury,” he explains, “so a bunch of different stuff. A lot were sci-fi, but some of them weren’t. I liked The Fruit at the Bottom of the Bowl, which is basically watching someone slowly go crazy after killing someone.”

    “That’s intense,” she says. “It sounds cool though.”

    “Yeah, it was. Feel free to read it if you want, I’m done.”

    “Thanks.” Sci-fi isn’t really her thing, and reading would probably make her motion sick anyway, but she decides he doesn’t need to know any of that. “What are you gonna do now?” she asks.

    He looks out the window for a minute, now alternating between corn and empty fields. “I’m not sure. I probably should’ve brought another book.”

    The rows blur together as her gaze settles over them, unfocused. “Yeah, maybe. They’re heavy, though.”

    “I know,” he laments. “But I refuse to do the ebook thing. It’s just not the same.”

    “It’s so convenient though!” she protests.

    “It is, but—okay, I’m not like a spiritual person, but I feel like books have a soul, you know? Or energy, or something.” He turns his head to meet her gaze, which snaps back to him. “Ebooks don’t have a soul.”

    She laughs. “No, I know exactly what you’re talking about. Something about physically printed words, maybe.”

    “Or the smell, or the feeling of the pages,” he continues.

    “Okay, if you’re a book purist,” she teases, “how do you feel about dog-earing books?”

    That image makes him cringe. “I would never do it, but I wouldn’t like yell at someone for doing it if they own the book.”

    “Alright, fair enough,” she concedes. “How about writing in them? Or highlighting them or whatever.”

    “That I understand,” he says. “That’s one of the reasons I love used books, getting to read through what other people thought about them. It’s like experiencing it together.”

    “Yes, exactly! Those really have a soul.”

    “They do,” he agrees, nodding with some vigor.

    They keep talking until night falls, the moon a few days from being full, not quite a perfect circle. An older man in the seat in front of them starts snoring. Scarlet starts to feel the full day of travel weighing on her, and considers how she might politely tell him that she needs to sleep now, but every time she thinks about it he brings up another conversation topic she can’t bring herself to shoot down. She finds herself continuing to talk with him, and she doesn’t even manage to feel resentful—somehow, it’s invigorating.

    “I’m glad you don’t sleep on trains either,” he says after a lull in their conversation. “I would’ve been so bored.”

    “Me too,” she says. Somehow, she isn’t lying. That surprise kills her last lingering urge to get some sleep; they spends the rest of the night talking.

    “I’ve never told anyone that before,” she whispers hours later.

    “It’s the train,” he replies sagely. “We’ll probably never see each other again, so there’s no reason to lie, or hide anything.”

    She nods—he’s right.

    When the sun rises again, it’s on buildings and cars and streetlights flickering off.

    “We made it, we’re in Boston,” Scarlet says, gathering her bag from under the seat and stifling a yawn.

    “We made it,” he echoes with a yawn to match.

    They’re both silent, watching the world pass by.

    “Which stop is yours?” he asks.

    “Uhh,” she says, checking her ticket, “the north one.”

    “I’m south.”

    “Oh.” The car attendant passes by, reminding them that they’re a few minutes out and asking them if they need anything. They don’t.

    As they roll to a stop, Scarlet stands, stretching her legs. “By the way, I never asked—what’s your name?”

    “It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?”

    She steps back into her seat to let the snoring man pass behind her. “I guess not, but I’d still like to know.”

    “Jackson.”

    “Jackson,” she repeats. “I’m Scarlet.”

    “It was lovely talking to you, Scarlet.” He hands her his book.

    “I can’t take this,” she says. “It has a soul, you know.”

    He smiles. “That’s why I want you to have it.”

    “Thank you,” she tells him. Jackson nods and settles back into his seat—he understands what she meant.

    She’s whisked off the train, into a cab, into her hotel. She opens the book to a random page to see a few notes scrawled into the margins. Inside of the front cover, he wrote, “thanks for making the train more than bearable. Try not to forget me.”

    Scarlet sleeps through her first day in Boston, missing tickets she had bought for an art museum. She doesn’t forget him.

    #tw death mention #tw murder mention #very very brief though just summarizing a short story by ray Bradbury #which I highly recommend btw it’s great #anyway I am trying out something completely new #and I might delete this and repost it on my main blog? we’ll see lmao #writing#creative writing#original writing#short story#short fiction#my writing #not rani related #momentary#momentary fiction#original fiction#short stories#connection#human connection
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  • i-am-gun-robot
    17.09.2021 - 5 hours ago
    #A Brief Reliving of Troll Lore #ABRTL #jim lake jr #half troll jim #headcanons galore #I hope I'm not spoiling too much lol #But yeah I have a lot of thoughts about Jim's troll form lmao
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  • one-heck-of-a-lawyer
    17.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Looking at my to-do list, Monday is Letter Day. 

    All the “hi we’ve been trying to reach you but you won’t answer our fucking phone calls” and “Your case is over, no matter the outcome or reason, so this is our formal termination of attorney-client relationship.” 

    It’s going to be a fun time.

    #I don't mind writing letters #but they're not something I'm familiar with #we didn't go over those in Law School #just motions/briefs/etc. #also the 'we tried to contact you now it's on you' letters are frustrating #personal#Shye rambles
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  • dismaidenart
    17.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Bulma from Dragon Ball Z / Super wearing the burger lingerie, but only the lettuce and pickles are left! Here is the lingerie designer's site https://www.stellarstageapparel.com/. Special edits are available on my Patreon!

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  • mono-multi
    17.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    ik had nooit gedacht dat het zo ver zou komen dat ik hier, nu, een brief zit te schrijven om afscheid te nemen van jou van ons

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  • mono-multi
    17.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    dat jij voor mij gekozen hebt, ben ik je eeuwig dankbaar

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