Dobby Pussy Indulgence

On the hundredth day after the new year the heralds come to the doors of the city, announcing the arrival of the Golden Caravan at the farthest stop of its route ; like every year, citizens and travellers will surely gather at the western door to see it come to pass.

Right behind the banners as customary are the sculptor priests, foremost of the stonemason orders, bringing in this year's votive masterwork for the festivities. The black and white steppe oxen precede the arrival of the head guild architect, charged with the safekeeping of the citizens' sacred geometry. The graduating apprentices and newly welcomed novices walk besides the draftsroom carriage, bearing the icons of the Citizen Architects Guild : ardor and patience. Out of the kilns of the imperial workshops come delicate masterwork sought after the world over ; the sister-ceramists are selected from various key regions of the trade system and bring their local styles to the imperial production. Those workshops are the northernmost stop on the caravan's route.

Behind the masons, the torchbearers announce the arrival of the metalworkers' guilds, chief of which the head goldsmith on a palanquin of her own design. The braseros and forges are continuously tended by guild kindlers as to remain lit throughout the entire voyage of the caravan. Second to last comes the host of the manticore, behind the braseros of the master kindlers. It is believed that the creature requires her caretakers to be pure of heart and most diligent ; the honour is bestowed only on the highest performing apprentices of the smithing guilds. On the last day finally, behind the last of the apprentices, the crones of the chain count the days left to craft, keeping misfortune at work away, and, some even say, Death itself.

listen up puppy, mommy is going to Fucking Kill You. get scared!! AA!!! AAA!!!! AAA!!!!! AAAAAAA!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

kink isnt sexual and dude isnt gendered and aces can desire sex and cishet men are queer and lesbians can sleep with men and twinks can be fat and communists can own for-profit businesses and punks don’t have to listen to punk music and vegans can eat meat and white people are poc and humans can breathe underwater

Cigarette majors will be like “aughhhh I have a whole pack to finish by midnight”

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i dont think you guys understand - cologne is a pretty strong PTSD trigger for me usually and on top of that im allergic to a lot of fragrances and just literally don't like the smell of like almost any perfumes or colognes or anything but like i feel high off of this. wearing this regular ass crewneck sweater at work feeling like im in fetish gear because im so all over it. its gorgeous. i almost asked the seller what the fragrance was im like losing my mind this shit is straight up pheromones

currently perving out over the smell of this sweater i got off depop

Trisha is so real and some people aren’t ready to face that (ignore that she’s dressed like Ringo and saying it’s John)

I’m at the doctor office and this baby keeps yelling “I want donow” (mcdonalds) and the big brother (I assume) said “all the mcdonalds burnt down, there’s no more mcdonalds”

having such an awesomesauce day kinda except for i forgot to charge my blender (i hate living in the future) so im sitting here having to. wait HALF AN HOUR to make my drink... wtf... anyways Al-Namrood is a fucking awesome band and mandatory listening for all white people effective immediately