Ozai Dies While Zuko Is Still In Recovery. The Investigation Is Relentless, But A Killer Is Never Found,

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Imma show off my aggressive pride flags before pride month ends.

if you don't at least acknowledge that Inosuke has a massive fucking crush on Tanjiro I don't trust you. Like I might let it slide if you don't ship them but if you see how inosuke grabs onto Tanjiro whenever he's nervous and don't think that little boar bitch has a crush then wtf are you doing with your life.

How to take care of a cat stuck in a tree the russian way.

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Dildo Generator

Online 3D experiment by Ikaros Kappler which is described as a “Extrusion/Revolution Generator” ….

Created with three.js, you can alter the bezier curves and angle of the form, and is designed with 3D printing in mind (models can be exported and saved, as well as calculated weight in silicone).

Try it out for yourself (if you wish) here

Shadowed Hearts/Winter Souls (Chapter Eighteen)

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Mikhail Dyuzhenkov had been raised a spoiled, bratty child and had grown into a surly, entitled man, dissatisfied with his lot in life though his family was high ranking nobility, churlish and stubborn for no reason other than to inconvenience others, concerned only about himself and his interests and the weight of his riches. But when it was announced that the Lady Natalia Romanova had entered his ballroom, Mikhail swallowed uncomfortably and retreated a few steps from the balcony railing so he wasn’t immediately visible from below, absentmindedly scratching at the scar that dissected his right palm from base of thumb to bottom of pinky. The scar was courtesy of the same Lady Natalia Romanova, who was the one and only thing Mikhail had never managed to acquire in his life. The volatile redhead hadn’t been impressed with Mikhail’s carefully practiced charm, and neither had she been swayed when Mikhail promised to use his station and influence to delay Ivan Romanov’s execution if only Natalia would join him for a more private encounter. For the effort of his charm, Mikhail had received a pointed but polite no thank you, and for the promise of his influence to secure a stay of execution, Mikhail had found himself bleeding, sliced just deep enough to leave a scar, not so deep as to tear the nerves and impede the use of his hand. Natalia had flipped the top of her ornate ring open to reveal a sharp spike and had cut it across Mikhail’s palm without even blinking, her full lips pulled into a smile that was nearly a sneer as she replied, “The way beneath my skirts is not found by promising to delay my Da’s execution, my Lord. Quite the opposite, in fact. You’d have better luck if you promised to kill the bastard faster.”

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“Look me in the eye, I am filled with existential angst”

Never telling anyone anything else about why I will not be doing something

I think “Hey, fuck you, buddy. I spent the night learning to riverdance,” is going to be my go-to excuse for everything, now. –AW

seattle police fired tens of canisters of tear gas indiscriminately into a crowd, they flanked us, they fired fucking flash bangs directly into the crowd, if you are downtown right now please get out they are not fucking around and they are going for everyone, they maced a fucking ten year old little girl

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