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A Saturday outing on Canandaigua Lake. Absolutely beautiful, tganodæ:gweh, The Chosen Place (pardon the lack of special characters on my phone). House of Daves outings are always a good time though. Big progress for Colin in the water! And somehow I managed to sunburn only my cleavage, so good going girls. (at Canandaigua) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQGUaZUhkUA/?utm_medium=tumblr (Your picture was not posted)
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Something I love about Murderbot: All the Stargate shoutouts. (I was like “Wow, such similarities!” and googled it and wouldn’t you know, Martha Wells has published three Stargate tie-in novels.)
The best one is the references to the media program MedCenter Argalla. It, uh…
Well let’s just say there is a hilarious and porny fic in SGA fandom based on the premise that one of the characters had a previously unknown history as a soap opera heartthrob on the Pegasus Galaxy’s answer to General Hospital (but with more pegging), Healing Station Argh https://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=https%3A%2F%2Farchiveofourown.org%2Fworks%2F205871&t=NzViNTQwYWNmZmExZjE5NjZmZmM3ZDVmNDJjMjRiM2ZjZTIwZWE2YiwzNjBiYjYzYTFlN2ZiZTkzODNjZmZhYWQ5ZjhhZDA5NWJiZGUyZGVm .
(The fic has a great alien response to the TV show’s pegging scene: “I admit it was a little ostentatiously moralizing, but the show was broadcast on many more conservative worlds, and children might be watching.“) (Your picture was not posted)
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sorry i missed this on friday.
the chapter’s working title was in which Yennefer, so:
chapter 5 on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/31289303/chapters/79102345
“But if he was in Temeria, why would he not stop by Novigrad?” Yennefer said. “It’s right there. And Jaskier owns the bar, and it’s full of strumpets.”
Cirilla laughed merrily. “Geralt’s favorite things, beer and strumpets!” But then she shook her head. “That’s not fair, Yennefer, and you know it.”
“When I went to the– it’s called the Chameleon now, the cabaret– this absolute hussy met me at the door, fawning all over, like to leap straight into my lap,” Yennefer said. “Flung her arms around my neck, I thought she’d strangle me.”
Cirilla tapped her finger on her lip. “Why would she do that to you,” she asked. “You’re not exactly someone who invites that sort of thing by your appearance.”
Yennefer hesitated a moment. “Well,” she said, caught out.
“Had you illusioned yourself to look like him?” Cirilla demanded, animated with amusement enough that she hopped up and down in place. Yennefer didn’t answer. “Oh, you had, oh– did you fool him? Did you fool Jaskier?”
“Only for a moment,” Yennefer complained. “He caught on right away! He’s no fun at all.” (Your picture was not posted)
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working memory bad 💚
heh it me except in between the fifth and sixth panels there’s a like six-week period of me doing other unrelated things (Your picture was not posted)
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