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littlest-photography · 1 month

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Made my mascot her own mini glasses! The only lps glasses I have are broken, sadly. That, and I love the little ones that people make for their pets. First handmade accessory and I think it could have gone worse. Not bad for a first attempt with no reference!

#lps #littlest pet shop #lps toys #lpsblr #lpscommunity #littlest photography #toy photography #lps photography #photographers on tumblr #old lps #toycommunity #toycore #handmade #props #accessories #handmade accessories #lps glasses #lps cat

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thatshitkrejci · 6 months

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When a whale’s corpse falls thousands of feet to the ocean floor, it’s preserved by the frigid water, becoming the site of life and activity for deep-sea organisms: in its death, the hulking creature creates a rich new ecosystem that can last for decades. This phenomenon is called a whale fall. “This album is the Pacific garbage patch: cultural trash strewn together seemingly by accident, standing in stark juxtaposition to each other.” (x)

#GLASS BEACH BAND LP 2 REAL #glass beach #plastic death #genuinely shrieked getting this notif this morning #Bandcamp

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inniave · 10 days

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have i ever shown u guys my limited edition ZABA 2lp???? was the record that started it all!!!! way back in high school when i started working & i'd never had money like that before & they dropped it & i was like OMG!!!!!!!

#also the hammock works great for double lps omg #iirc my second record was good kid mad city #music #my collection #vinyl #glass animals #zaba #i couldn't find this variant on discogs i still need to add it cause i marked it the wrong one lmaooo #why is adding variants on discogs so intimidating #this all feels so long ago wow #how old am i????

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mosquitinho · 1 month

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it's not much but i rly love this corner of our place

#painting and kirby by gf #lamp ceramic sculpture and framed luli drawing by me #titi pinhole photography on glass (!) by my older borther #a very important object (tiny chicken-esque creature w a small yellow dice inside it)#and other knick knacks .#OoOh and random LP cover we found the other day!!!!! de coração a coração......#love everything here

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mousey-toy · 1 month

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#lp #mi #these glasses r so dumb i found them on the sidewalk

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rocambolestim · 2 months

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Non italo/euro disco stimboard: Spud (Regretevator) requested by anon!

(I will not be id-ing any gifs like my other blogs so i can save time,sadly)

Requests open 24/7!

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#stim #stimblr #mod rocambole #spud #regretevator #stimboard #blue #green #pastel #requests open #sfw #actually adhd #cake decorating #slime #drink pouring #nature #glass #plushie #crochet #lps

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little-peril-stories · 6 months

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Whumptober 2023, Day 22: "Watch out!"

Whumptober 2023 Masterlist

Read at your own risk! They're only snippets of a larger story, with no resolution that will be posted online anytime soon; they are being posted out of order; and the characters don't have names. Enjoy!

Contents: no whump lol

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Word count: 1350 || Approx reading time: 6 mins

"Watch out!"

Teaser: “Oh, I know you,” she said. Something about the words sent tingles down his spine.

“The heart wants what it wants.”

“Where are you taking me?”

She stared up at the towering library, her cheeks flushed from the sweltering heat. The scholar, too, was hot in the summer sun, and he was certain she regretted following him to a place where even the shady trees on the library grounds could not dispel the heavy warmth that lay over the city like a blanket.

“It’ll be worth it,” he assured her, wiping sweat from his face. “I promise.”

“It better be,” she said. The words were sharp, but her tone was airy, and she was smiling. He beckoned her forward, stepping through the heavy wooden doors that led into his favourite place in the world. An entire palace he’d had as a playground when he was a child, but it was this building, this library, that felt like home.

“So, this view of the ocean you promised me,” she said, “it’s a picture in a book, isn’t it?”

“How did you know?” For a moment, he feared she would spin around and leave, but she didn’t, and he relaxed. If anything, she seemed relieved to be in cool air, a respite from the humidity. She sighed softly as they walked toward the staircase, their footsteps like whispers.

“Oh, I know you,” she said. Something about the words sent tingles down his spine.

He led the way at a languid pace, taking each step slowly—partially because he wanted to savour every moment they spent together and partially because he didn’t want to be winded when they got to the top.

“Are we going to the roof?” She figured it out two-thirds of the way up; he should have known she would. When he nodded, delight crossed her features—the loveliest thing he’d ever seen. “How do you even know how to get up there?”

He thought back to his days as a student, to the long hours he and his classmates had spent avoiding their studies and watching the sunset from the highest point they could get to without getting chased away by angry lawkeepers. “You’d be surprised by the things people will do if it means avoiding studying for an exam.”

She laughed, the pealing-bell sound ringing through the air. “Did you have to take a lot of exams?”

“A few. The first two years, anyway. It was a lot of reading and writing by the end.”

“Hmm,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “You haven’t been outside in years, have you?”

“I think that’s a little hyperbolic.”

She glanced up at him, brows furrowed, repeating the word more slowly.

“Sorry,” he said, his face heating. “I meant, it’s an exaggeration.”

But she smiled and said, “Don’t be sorry. You’re a teacher. I just didn’t realize I was one of your students.”

“You mean you’re not only here for my impressive vocabulary?”

“Well, now you’ve found me out. That’s the only reason I came along today.”

He watched her out of the corner of his eye; she was doing the same to him. “I feel so used.”

She pursed her lips, stifling a giggle, and began—to his eternal horror—to take the steps two at a time. “Come on!” She shook her head at his reluctance. “Your legs are long enough. You should be at least one floor ahead of me.”

“Aspirational,” he mumbled, “and highly unrealistic.”

“You think I can do three?”

The panic-inducing image of her falling and breaking her neck came to mind. “Please don’t.”

“I bet I can,” she said, and jumped.

Annoyingly, she could leap up the steps three at a time, which was bad news, because after her first success, she kept it up, and the scholar had to suffer through a frantically palpitating heart each time he thought she might fall.

“You don’t want to try?”

“I’d like to stay alive,” he replied, making her roll her eyes, but he gave it a try, taking a wide step as calmly as he could, clearing all three steps.

“Show-off.”

He smiled down at his feet and hoped he wouldn’t somehow trip over them before they made it to the roof.

Relief swept through him when they arrived—not at having survived the walk, although that was a positive thing, but for another reason entirely.

They hadn’t missed it.

“Watch out,” he said automatically, eyeing her as she climbed over the extra-tall step from the stairs to the roof. “We’re pretty high up.”

She sent him a look that said, You worry too much, but he didn’t mind. She could find him as annoying as she pleased. As long as she didn’t plummet to her death, he could bear a bit of good-natured scorn.

“Looks like the area’s still in use,” she said, pressing a hand to her mouth to hide a laugh and raising her eyebrows at the unsightly selection of detritus left behind by some very untidy and inconsiderate students—bread crumbs, an old chicken bone that had been picked clean, a questionable-looking spill, and glittering shards of broken glass. “There’s definitely no studying happening around here.”

“No,” he agreed, mortified now to have brought her to such a mess. “Although…there never was to begin with.”

“Never took you for a party person,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

He wasn’t, which he reaffirmed, and with a chuckle, she moved away from the door, heading toward the railing that separated her from the sky above and the city below.

“I see what you mean about the view.” Her words drifted on the breeze, but he caught them—snatched up that gentle voice that could soothe even the most furious of tempers. He imagined each sound floating on the wind like shaken petals, like pearly raindrops, like stardust. “It’s beautiful.”

Yes.

“Wait until the sun sets,” he said. He had to clear his throat before he spoke.

She turned back to look at him with her clear-eyed gaze, shaking the silk sheet of her hair, making it glow red in the light of the sinking sun. “Aren’t you going to come see?”

“I can see from here,” he said.

“Oh, that’s a translation I know,” she said with a grin. “I’m afraid of heights.”

“Incorrect,” he said as heat swept his face.

“Oh, sorry. I don’t want to get too close to the edge. I was close enough.” She held out her hand. “I won’t let you fall.”

How could he say no?

“You still came here for your wild parties, even though you’re scared of being up so high?” The grasp of her fingers tingled for a moment. He ordered himself to calm his racing heart.

“I mean, I just came up with everyone else.” He shrugged. “And stayed away from the railing.”

She lifted his hand and placed it gently against the barrier, letting go—but resting hers next to his, close enough that he could still feel the shivering, lightning-bolt warmth of her skin. “I promise not to push you off.”

“I was unaware that was something you were considering.”

“Only when you use words I don’t know. Like hyperbolic.”

“What if I promise to translate them right away?”

“No, it’s all unforgivable, I’m afraid. Just not death penalty, pushed off a building unforgivable.”

He had to check her expression to make sure she was still only teasing. She was waiting for his glance, as if she expected him to be unsure, and she laughed when she caught his gaze.

The ocean sparkled in the distance. In truth, the scholar had come up here with the other university students due to social pressure and nothing else, but the promise of the gleaming sunset over the crashing blue-and-white waves had drawn him back every time he told himself he’d never again subject himself to the horror of a late-night “studying” session that never involved a single minute of studying. It had made the pain of loud shouts, raucous drinking games, almost-fights, and near-topples off the library roof worth it.

From the way she froze, gasping, as the sunset reached its fiery red-and-gold peak on the horizon, she agreed.

“I’ve never seen anything like it,” she breathed.

Neither have I.

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#whumptober2023 #no.22 #glass shard #“Watch out!”#oc #original content #fic #lps man of letters

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lpsstim · 2 years

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99) LPS Special Edition Punkiest Bat (no number) with reverse gifs for anon!

x x x x o x x x x

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soundsandnoises · 6 months

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KIDS IN GLASS HOUSES in Great Hall, Cardiff.

'Smart Casual' 15th Anniversary Tour.

21/10/2023

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i-can-even-burn-salad · 1 year

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✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name? (Laurent)

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC? (Josephine or Valadan, your choice)

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC? (Merridy)

Thank you for the ask! From this ask game.

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name? (Laurent)

*mutters* French name list. Like really, he started out as one throwaway name in The Traitor for someone Cedric trusts more than the others.

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC? (Josephine or Valadan, your choice)

I must have mentioned this before, but because it’s so fun: I made Valadan as a joke that if everyone makes hot female characters to stare at while playing, might as well make some sexy guy to wield shiny purple butterfly magic.

He’s definitely aware of this.

Josephine didn’t have much inspiration. I made a guard for dungeons, because everyone wanted guards and hated rangers :( (My first char)

When I wanted to write something, I think those were my only humans at that time, not even sure. Their early stories were very close to the ingame “personal story” picks. He was part of the fighter guys, she of the scholars, she had a (presumed dead) sister.

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC? (Merridy)

God that’s hard. I think how she needs someone in her corner. She doesn’t do well alone at all (which is why it was so fun to take every family away from her :D). She needs a friend like Cedric, or... well whatever Damien is to her, to believe in herself and not lose hope when things get rough.

#salad-ask #follows-from-lps #Laurent is a guy to count on #Valadan doesn't like glass #Josephine is no princess #Merridy steals jewels and hearts

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apollos-boyfriend · 2 years

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tentative first sketches for mlp!sparklez!!! i’ve fallen in love w him having longer hair but also short manes are super fun to draw so he gets both, as a treat <3 i realistically should add a third one for when he first joined mianite bc that version doesn’t have his cutie mark yet but i’m lazy

#icarus speaks #icarus draws #m(ianite)lp au #i should also color in his cutie mark #w some purples ofc #also how the FUCK do u draw glasses on a horse #i am losing my mind

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lashton-is-my-drug · 1 year

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Ashton says Hi and he’s “back in the studio today with Andrew Berkeley Martin, LP, and Matthew Pauling” via his ig story

January 6, 2023