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@isitrecording continued from x.
Melinda smirked at his blush. He wasn't bad looking and it had been awhile since she had sex, so she decided to have some fun. She moved closer towards him. "No one else is here. Just me," she said with a hum. "Come join me, the water feels great."
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i think reading wuthering heights at the tender age of 15 caused monumental shifts in my psyche but it did so at levels i could not comprehend until years and years later. i'd forgotten all about the "you said i killed you--haunt me then!" line until i joined tumblr but in actually i did not forget it not once bc it's been marinating deep in my bones for over a decade and then came out full force during a random listen of one (1) hozier song. you know what heathcliff and cathy were so right and i WILL haunt you actually and you ARE more myself than i am down until death and beyond babyyyy 💗💗💗💗
#i am apparently a v calming person on the outside but then under that is an excitable jack russell terrier and then under that is a studious#work dog and then under that is an utter melodramatic fanatic <3#p#tbd
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As a certified fashion victim Vince knows that French Haute Couture is the gold standard when it comes to putting together a truly refined wardrobe 🤌
No but fr, even if intended as an April Fool's mod, utterly obsessed with @pinkyjulien's new mod :333 The pants in particular are 100% gonne become a staple in his wardrobe!
#cyberpunk 2077#cyberpunk v#cp2077#male v cyberpunk#masc v#cp2077 vp#cyberpunk vp#cyberpunk photomode#my vp#vincent ezaki#instantly rushed to take these this morning :333 now finally got a moment to post xD#coat by yours truly with release date tbd XD still got a bit to do with that!
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(( hello ))
#HELLO guys i missed this place#im sorry i vanished i phased out of existence like a glitch in the matrix#the backrooms is really nice this time of year and i couldnt resist#v nice yellow wallpaper good lighting had a blast#seriously thinking of trying to write again but i dont knowww#replaying ffvii rebirth#i am a scrub pls no give me 40 lashes for vanishing many thank#(ooc)#(tbd)
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To be continued...
Thoughts, a couple more shots, and transcript under the cut.
So I hadn't really thought through the ending of the photoset when I started (like most things I write lmao). I realized I'd made similar fits for both of my characters, just that Hilary's matches her personality, and was immediately inspired to update NPVal with some Streetkid-gone-Nomad outfits. I sat down to write the dialogue after and realized I still needed an ending to the story! I don't want this to languish in WIP purgatory any longer so this will be a two-parter.
Transcript...
Carol: What the hell are you wearing?
Hilary: What, you don't like it?
Carol: That streetkid is rubbing off on you.
Carol: Speak of the devil...
Val: What was that?
Mitch: Hey, Val...
Hilary: Carol says we hang out too much.
Mitch: ...let's go get those scop dogs.
Carol: You two are starting to dress alike.
Simultaneous:
Val: Do not dress like that!!
Hilary: What's wrong with the way she dresses?
Val: Don't dress like that, do I, babe?
Carol: Yeah, babe?
Mitch: Uh, do you — are you — sorry, it's Pan.
<Text Message>
Pana Lama Ding Dong
#%!& GENERATORS!
</end Text Message>
Mitch: Are you fucking kidding me? I just fixed them last week!
Panam: Then you had better fix them again!
A few minutes later...
Panam: So what was that about?
Mitch: Carol. Got Val riled up about Hilary dressing like her.
Panam. You know she does, right?
Mitch: 'Course, and ya know I can't tell her that.
Panam: And what will you say when she asks again later?
Mitch: Figure something out.
#cyberpunk 2077#cyberpunk 2077 photomode#cp2077edit#my screens#mitch anderson#cyberpunk mitch#panam palmer#carol emeka#hilary navarro#valerie vermilion#streetkid!val#mitch x v#mitch x fem v#carol + hilary tag tbd#wlw ship#vs hanging out#mods i made#aldecaldos#the badlands#that badlands sunset#shippy saturday#shippy everyday#photostory#born to run#mitch x val
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Warmth was in the air.
It was a feeling she hadn't felt through natural cause in some time. The snow had melted, the grass was green. Trees were beginning to show leaves again, and flowers were beginning to bloom. The woman was in the fields today, sure, the environment could take care of the flowers out here. But wouldn't it be more fun to help things along a bit?
Zelda's watering can was the same shade of violet as her dress, regal. Where the water poured out, was in the shape of a heart.
It must have been strange, t see a princess out in the wilds like this with no guard. But with her incredible magical power, Zelda hardly needed any. There was a song in the air, her beautiful, operatic voice ringing through the fields as she watered a patch of flowers. Tulips, they were, having just opened this morning. Wasn't that exciting?
Upon hearing footsteps, her song comes to an end. Regaining proper posture, rather than bending down to water the flowers, Zelda turns to her guest.
"Oh, good afternoon."
A bow of the head, as show of respect.
"I must confess, I have been keeping an eye on these tulips since they were only bulbs. Watching a seed grow into a beautiful flower feels like its own magic."
Holding her watering can in both hands in front of her, even Zelda's smile exhibited grace, as did the way her hair, and dress moved in the gentle wind.
"How could anyone stay inside on a day like this? The sky is so blue, and the clouds look like pillows."
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i love my friends
#i'm feel v sappy about tumblr and my friends today i fear#me a sap: i am ruining my reputation of being stoic af#ooc.#tbd.#almost everyone on my dash has been around for years and it's so special to me <3
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@painofhumanity
It was way past curfew, and Yuki knew he was in trouble.
He could already feel the sting of his foster father's hand across his face. Could hear the shrill yell of his foster mother telling him what an insufferable brat he was. It made Yuki walk slow, though his eyes were cast downward, and it was cold out. He hiked the bag higher on his shoulder and wouldn't admit that he was curling in on himself.
Yeah, they were horrible. But at least it was a roof over his head.
He'd accepted the fact that in sixteen years he'd stopped growing at a whopping five-foot-seven, that he was skinny and not at all threatening, despite his temper. But he knew that he was still no match for whatever was on the street...unless he absolutely had to be.
A strong gust of wind blew through the alley, pushing him into a man--a boy--that was tall and lanky, but just as skinny. Not bad looking, either. He had brown hair and brown eyes and Yuki hit a big brick wall when he extended out his power. When someone was dangerous, Yuki could usually feel it long before they ever opened their mouth. This guy was different--it just felt blank.
"Sorry," he said, but he didn't continue walking, curious despite himself. Strange...he smelled like earth and dirt and pennies.
Pennies...Yuki's gaze was drawn downward, and his eyes widened.
"You're bleeding!"
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hello, welcome back to if you’re reading this you’re obligated to hold my hand(s)
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@adamantium-bones continued from x.
Stacey trusted Logan since they started talking again, which is why she came to him about this. She hoped he wouldn't turn her away, having always found him attractive ever since they first met. Watching her clothes be ripped away from her, she gasped as she looked at him, knowing he could see and smell how wet she was for him. "Please."
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the worst most cruel person youve ever met: radical tenderness 💝
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allow me to sap for a minute 🥺
#6th yr anniv w bf is coming up and it’s making me v emotional 🥺#he is the love of my life fr 🥺#sometimes i think abt how life is hard but everytime im w him it feels a lot more manageable idk 🥺#and people have told me the way he talks abt me when they ask and 🥺🥺🥺#i think i’m starting to understand what ppl mean when they say the love grows#idk!!! he’s my best friend 🥺 and he always tells me he doesn’t deserve me but i would argue that i don’t deserve him :(((#waaahh im so sappy sorry 😭#tbd#lovebug#i talked so much again
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if it wasnt for his still mysterious titty gem, we could have a boob window i just realize after months of drawing al haitham
#the idea of him sticking a fake gem there every morning is still v funny to me but damn if theres nothing about it i want the#tiddy window i think#hmm#sketch#tbd
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Starter for @xxofloveandlossxx
The usual night at the Honeybee Inn was filled with people. It was a constant stream of regulars, many familiar faces that only came every few months for certain people. Many bees were listed to be in their designated rooms or on the stage performing. But some of them, those who had less clientele or none for the night, were set to be out front, entertaining those who were waiting or finished.
Shivan was- thankfully- not busy that night. His regulars were done for the night, he was free to sit at the front of the inn or on the floor. He chose the front of the inn- the floor was packed with Andrea's performance and he still had a headache from the last performance he had been there for. The music could be hear faintly from the front, but it was better than hearing the song full blast in the room.
"Welcome to the Honeybee Inn." He cooed as a new person entered- they didn't look familiar with the inn, or anything going on. That wasn't totally uncommon. Not everyone who came in knew what to expect. The receptionist was still dealing with the last person to come in, scheduling a room for one of the other bees, and Shivan moved over, hips swaying with a practised ease to move the abdomen behind him. "Might I be so bold as to ask for your name, darling?"
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Tomorrow is my birthday, and the first one in 5 years* where I'm not sick (the bar is low for this when you start your life sick), facing some kind of disaster, or both. Got to see my friends, my mom and bro are coming this weekend, and my coworkers are taking me to lunch tomorrow. I reallyyyyy hope it's gonna be a good year?!?
#*kind of in a weird place emotionally#where a timehop from 2019 w [pick a name]#at a dinner that i prob made a dumb post about#came up and i almost cried in my office#like ???? no ????#but it was less about him specifically and more like#i'm pissed that i haven't found the v v good parts#in anyone else yet#on a related note my coworkers are trying to set me up#w someone but i simply cannot do a third j#whatever whatever i truly am rly happy#with my life and with pistachio ice cream!!!!!#tbd tbd tbd
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[Winter Meme from @reverdies Vicar Hughes.]
♬ — [sender] sings a Christmas carol at [receiver]’s door.
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The White Swan, Ashworth, Northumbria ... early evening ...
"Complimentary?" Thera smiled at the innkeeper as he stood by her table, notebook and pencil in hand, "To be honest I was tempted already, but that makes up my mind! What's the recipe for this one, brandy or rum ..."
The last word trailed away as if pulled off course, her gaze likewise turning toward the front windows and voices beginning up outside..
"O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant ..."
"Ah," The innkeeper grunted, not looking upset but perhaps not entirely pleased, "that'd be the Vicar and his flock. They're at it every other night or so. And," Back to the business at hand, "Tis rum, Miss."
"Oh, splendid!" She gave a nod, "I'll have a serve of that, then, please. And ..." A pause, and pulling a bit of a face as the singing seemed to hit its stride, "I suppose it's only polite to go give them a listen, hm?"
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