i could write a whole essay about the royalty subtags on ao3 and how wild the variation gets
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i could write a whole essay about the royalty subtags on ao3 and how wild the variation gets
this is the synopsis for the book:
When journalist Ellie looks through her newspaper’s archives for a story, she doesn’t think she’ll find anything of interest. Instead she discovers a letter from 1960, written by a man asking his lover to leave her husband – and Ellie is caught up in the intrigue of a past love affair. Despite, or perhaps because of her own romantic entanglements with a married man.
In 1960, Jennifer wakes up in hospital after a car accident. She can’t remember anything – her husband, her friends, who she used to be. And then, when she returns home, she uncovers a hidden letter, and begins to remember the lover she was willing to risk everything for.
Ellie and Jennifer’s stories of passion, adultery and loss are wound together in this richly emotive novel – interspersed with real ‘last letters’.
like this but better
the bay selle français & the palomino andalusian are no longer at the goldspur stable 👀
Are you a wolf in sheep's clothing?
Wolf in sheep's skin
You are not the foe mangled by media and public perception, but you are not a gentle creature. Not by nature, at least. You have fangs and claws and there is some part of you (don't deny it now) that craves to use them; deep down, you want to lash out. You were born with a scream buried in your throat, and ever since you realized the damage it could do, you have donned the gentle one's skin. You prance around out of pace with everyone, walking on eggshells because you dare not risk the frail peace you have made. You do not want to be gentle, but you are tired of hurting those you love. You are tired, and you refuse to be the beast that roars in your throat. You refuse and refuse but dear, starving wolves are always the ones that attack. You mustn't wear the sheep's wool forever, because one day, the façade will come undone, and you will have to face your maw stained in blood.
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We don't know
-Koko
You don't know..........
Well let's think. Do you know the place it happened at? Was it far away? And did you see anyone that might have been kyoko's parents too? I know you mentioned everyone was dead so......
just found a queer tattoo artist in my city who does the most beautiful fine line work 👀👀