Trunks, cases and a couple of tents. Clichés & gravures v.1. Cuts & engravings. 1912. Specimen book.
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seen from China
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seen from Australia

seen from Switzerland
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seen from Switzerland
seen from Paraguay
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seen from United States
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seen from Finland
Trunks, cases and a couple of tents. Clichés & gravures v.1. Cuts & engravings. 1912. Specimen book.
Internet Archive
Nice looking chests
some minecraft chests, done in both my usual stamp style, and ones that fit the size of the paintings (1, 2, 3) i uploaded!
free to use without credit, but recommended to credit minecraft if using them on artfight or toyhouse!
…🪽🤍* oh me? just thinking about baran al hashimi using my tits as stress balls…
it’ll start out as a joke. of course. her just explaining how she’s sooooo stressed bc of her new job and how she’d love a way to destress. you offer the usual, bath, massage, dinner and she just shakes her head. biting her lip in that was that you know means she has an idea, she’s just not ready to share it yet.
it won’t be until the two of you are in bed, later than previous nights because finally your insanely smart girlfriend has a day off and you had decided she deserved to sleep in. then, she’ll pop out a question or well a statement…
she’ll stammer over her words first, blush madly, avoid eye contact because she feels like a virgin all over again because the idea is so dumb it’s smart.
“you know how people joke about your breasts being stress balls?” she trails off, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips. she looks at you now. those deer eyes damming you, she knows what she’s doing. “can i please use yours, i’m just so stressed and-“
you cut her off with a kiss. giggling at her flustered state. taking off your sleep shirt to expose yourself. skin prickling with goosebumps, from excitement or the change in temperature you didn’t know nor minded.
baran wouldn’t just squeeze them, no, she’d burry her face in them. breathing in your scent. finally grounding herself as she squeezed, teasing the nipples as she found solace in the warmth of her lover.
#575 Another's Treasure
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