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stanford-photography · 2 months

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Lyuba with Curlers By Jeff Stanford, 2024 Buy prints at: https://jeff-stanford.pixels.com/

#© Jeff Stanford #midjourney #midjourneyart #ai #discord #digitalart #aiart #woman #silhouette #fire #Artists on tumblr #Lyuba #portrait #curlers #blonde #sleeping #painterly

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stick-maniac · 23 days

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2X24 LYUBA + colour palette

#oc #horror #ibispaintx #lyuba #slime girl #monster girl #tall girl #void #big arms #idk what else to tag #digital art #artwork #oc ref sheet

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valyrra · 3 months

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that's it, that's the message

MY BABY <3 I love YOU so much baby please don't ever leave me

#Lydia #Lyuba #my beloved wife #I WANT TTAKSHFASKLHFKLASHFKLASH YOU

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long-hair-rocks · 1 year

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Lyuba Tyshchenko

#lyuba tyshchenko

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arinewman7 · 4 months

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Dear Lyuba

Sculpture by Sergey Noryshev

#Sergey Noryshev #art #artist #sculptor #sculpture #Dear Lyuba #love #Sculpture by Sergey Noryshev #beautiful

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jaigeye · 2 years

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Ayousaya Paurakis - a steadfast, clever, antisocial and headstrong half-Iktotchi Jedi Padawan who fought during the Clone Wars. Her own Mother, Lyuba, was her Master- a well-kept secret that no one but Lyuba knew. Lyuba betrayed her, handing her over for execution by the Separatists for her own selfish reasons. Count Dooku chose not to kill the young Jedi and took her instead as his apprentice. Under his wing, she became a fiercely principled Separatist Commander.

#ayousaya paurakis #lyuba paurakis #jaigeye ocs #jaigeye art #swocs #iktotchi

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sovamurka · 13 days

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BABE, COME HERE, NEW Радости скупые телеграммы VIDEO JUST DROPPED. AND IT'S ABOUT SOVIET FASHION!!!

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#goodness that one girl who did the 'Soviet Fashion Analysis' that Lyuba critics here did such a pathetic research it hurts #NO!!! GIRL!!! SOVIET FASHION WAS ONE OF THE MOST STYLISH THINGS EVER!!! STOP KISSING WEST'S ASS YOU IDIOT!!!#Youtube

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cherrywownpink · 2 months

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#Lyuba Menyaeva #tattoos #pink hair

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forgetalltime · 5 months

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Really, Lyuba was far too big to be on the sofa. She was no lap dog, but she was the apple of Kolya’s eye and thus he spoiled her at every opportunity. If he were to have a daughter, he might just name her Lyuba in honor of the dog. If he had a son, he would name the boy Platon, like his childhood dog. Platon Nikolayevich was not a bad name. Lyubov Nikolayevna, too…

The sound of the door opening took his attention from such frivolities as future children. The person who entered was his mother, brandishing a letter.

“Oh, it would be so pleasant if we were to celebrate with the Chirnitsyns this year, would you not agree with me, Coco?” asked his mother, sitting down by the harpsichord.

Kolya’s hands paused, and Lyuba looked up at him with large, questioning eyes. “With the Chirnitsyns? Are you certain? It is a time for family, Maman…”

“Oh, but they are family, even if not through their blood! I have never been more certain in my life, my dear. I admit Tatyana Pavlovna may have coerced me–” here she displayed the note from the Chirnitsyns again– “but would it not be nice to spend Christmas with kind people such as them? You like young Mariya Alexeyevna, is that not so? C’est une fille astucieuse! I am sure she would not mind the company of my darling Coco.”

Kolya quite disagreed—in fact, he was positive that Marie despised him at the very least as much as he despised her, but he said nothing of the sort. Of course. Marie was a wonderful girl.

“Of course. She is a wonderful girl, Maman.”

The Countess sighed happily. “Oh, it shall be delightful, just wait and see. Do you have a costume planned yet? You must get to that, one should never dawdle.”

Kolya clicked his tongue. “You know very well I will dawdle for as long as I like.”

His mother laughed. “Yes, well, that is not how I raised you. All your father’s fault, I would assume.”

“Oh, apropos of that, where is Father? Over and over I have reminded him to help me clear out Leonty’s bedroom, and yet we still have not done it. It is ridiculous.”

“Ah, I left him in his study. Why do you want to clear out your uncle’s bedroom now? It’s useful for storage.”

“For Vasya. Of course it’s no urgent matter, but she will eventually need her own bedchamber.”

“Oh. Of course, for your sister,” said the Countess. Any mention of her daughter always provoked the same reaction from her. Kolya wasn’t sure what it was. Confusion, maybe. Fatigue. She rose, forgetting entirely about the letter which she had laid on the harpsichord. “I’ll leave you.”

The door closed. Kolya sighed, looking to the ceiling which he had known for twenty years.

Furniture entered and left the room, walls changed, floors changed. New portraits were hung and old ones discarded in uncle Leonty’s bedroom. But the ceiling did not change. The ceiling went forgotten.

Perhaps Kolya, the one whom everyone remembered, was the only person to care for the ceiling. He was the only one to notice it. The ceiling was still too young to understand why its family forgot about it. It was far above everyone else, far up in the heavens, destined for greatness. And thus, no one could see it.

#december 1815 #sim: nikolai dmitriyevich narukhin #sim: lyuba #sim: praskovya sergeyevna narukhina #narukhin gen 1 #ts4 1810s #the narukhin legacy #ts4 historical #sims 4 legacy #ts4 legacy #sims 4 historical

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fightinglikeaman · 2 years

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