Remember how in the first season, Chidi mentions that he wants a magic blackboard that tells him the lesson plan ? He gets that blackboard ("Superboard") ON EARTH in s3e3 !
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Pylon Reenactment Society, “3 x 3″ (2023)
The title track of the debut album from Pylon Reenactment Society sounds promising, a Pylon track that had gone unrecorded.
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office space 📑 #DecBuild22 a cozy office space with all the necessities for your Sims working from home 🖥️
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Astarion: “No one ever cared about me >:\”
Karlach, standing 10ft away: “ME I CARE I CARE SO MUCH”
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Feeling playful
source of inspiration: playing with cat’s tail. I just remembered how funny it is to cover their tails with palm and watch them change its position. until you encircle it while they try to wriggle free. and then you “find out” with the teeth marks on your hand haha
4k HQ version on twt:
https://x.com/skeptical_lynx/status/1772340642020028851?s=46&t=EuBiJuFrpmM7JiLiuDbaCA
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Sukuna is amused by how reckless you can be in his presence. How is it that you are so carelessly sprawled in his bed, with him by your side, sleeping like a baby?
Your leg is casually wrapped around him, the daylight glow cascading from the windows onto your happily asleep form, your lips parted and a hand of yours rested across his chest. He sighs as he studies you, never has he seen a human so beautiful.
“Brat.” His voice follows a nudge, to which you don’t respond. He clicks his tongue and calls out again, “Brat.”
You shift a little, but no response. Others would’ve been shitting their pants in his presence, but you act as if you don’t care an ounce about his reputed cruelty or the fact that he was the strongest and the most monstrous being out there.
He sighs again, the fingers of the hand that was protectively wrapped around you beginning to twirl the strands of your hair.
“Wake up, brat.” He tugs on your hair, causing a soft whine to erupt from you.
“Noo…” you groan, snuggling sleepily against his chest, “one more minute…Suku…”
He huffs, hands drawing circles on your waist. He wonders why his heart can’t render its usual coldness when it comes to you. You’re starting to make a fool out of him….
“Stupid woman,” he says, as he pulls you close to make best of your warmth. You’re such a foolish, ridiculous little brat. And yet when you pull such antics, he can’t help but let out a little smile.
Oh, the things you do to him.
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