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aidemair · 1 month
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shout out to clumsy people.
shout out to people with coordination issues.
shout out to people with dyspraxia.
shout out to people with apraxia.
shout out to people with muscle weakness.
shout out to people with paresis.
shout out to people with paralysis.
shout out to people with arthritis n/or joint deformities.
shout out to people with chronic pain whose pain makes it hard to control their movements.
shout out to people with chronic fatigue whose fatigue makes them hard to control their movements.
shout out to people with balance issues.
shout out to people with other conditions that make hard to control body n/or movements.
shout out to people who are undiagnosed n struggling with control movements.
it's not your fault. it's not your carelessness. you deserve support n accommodations. you shouldn't be judged or mocked. you deserve respect. your struggles deserve respect.
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crayonnthief · 10 months
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Flop
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rindecisions · 6 days
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It's a Sign
For March's @steddiemicrofic Prompt: Pin Words: 388
Rating: T(cursing) | CW: None | Tags: Meet cute, Forced Proximity, High School
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"A little to the left," Nancy called, directing Steve while he placed the graduation banner across the school hallway.
"I'm already at the wall," Steve complained. "How can I get anymore to the left?”
"That's your right, Steve," she groaned. "You want to move away from the wall."
"Oh..." Steve chewed on his lip in embarrassment and shifted his weight on the ladder, moving the banner over.
Lost in his thoughts, with Judas priest blaring in his headphones, Eddie paid little mind to his surroundings. He was used to bullies and absentminded students bumping against his shoulders, so he didn't even notice when one of those bumps ended up being a ladder.
"Shit!" Steve exclaimed as the ladder rocked, and before he could find stable footing, he was falling, taking the banner down with him. In an attempt to break his fall, he grabbed for anything within reach.
Eddie shouted in surprise when his collar was yanked, wrenching him down to the ground. The next thing he knew, he was on all fours, pinning down Steve Fucking Harrington.
The banner had twisted around them and draped over their heads. Eddie swallowed, staring wide-eyed down at Steve as the rest of the world was blocked out.
"Uh..." Steve grunted, staring up at some nerdy looking guy, a little irritated at the hair tickling his face. He flinched when the guy's headphones fell onto him, blasting obnoxious music.
"Sorry, um," Eddie panicked, grabbed his headphones, and quickly pulled the banner off his head to stand, ungracefully untangling himself from the rest of it. "Sorry," he muttered again and hurried off, slapping the blush from his face.
Steve got himself up and squinted at the man rushing off. "Who was that?”
"Edward Munson," Nancy answered plainly, checking the banner for damage.
Steve's eyes followed this Edward guy until he turned the corner. He wasn't sure why, but he was drawn to him.
"Steve?" Nancy stated firmly to get his attention. "Did you hear me?”
"Sorry, what?" Steve shook his head and turned back to her.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "I said you pulled the other side down too, so we're going to have to start over.”
"Oh, yeah, sure." Steve blinked off the odd trance and picked up the corner Nancy handed him before climbing back on the ladder.
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clumsydoodles · 6 days
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mirage
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tommydashwood · 4 months
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4gifs · 1 year
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Clumsy scottish fold kitten
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copias-thrall · 4 months
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Oh dear
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punkyarabella · 3 months
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His Shirt
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Summary: Bucky comes to your rescue in the middle of the night.
Warnings: none
490 words
Masterlist
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You
are you awake?
Bucky
yes
You
I need help don't make fun of me
Bucky
I won't what's wrong?
You
I'm in the gym showers, my shirt fell on the floor and it's all wet now can you bring me another one?
Bucky
on my way
A small smile on his lips, Bucky gets out of bed and puts some sweatpants on. He picks a shirt from his dresser and leaves the room.
"Kiddo?" he asks when he enters the showers room.
"I'm in here," your small hand appear above one of the cabins door, and he can see your naked feet on the ground.
He steps closer and gives you the shirt over the door.
"Thank you so much, Bucky," you chuckle. "I'm so clumsy."
Bucky smiles, the sound of your laughter floating in his head, and waits, leaned against the sink in front of your door, while you put on his shirt. When you eventually step out, he can't help his eyes from roaming over your small figure, his shirt covering almost completely the shorts you are wearing underneath, leaving your legs bare.
"I hope I didn't wake you up," you bite your lip, playing with the hem of his red shirt.
"It's okay, I couldn't sleep anyway," Bucky shrugs. But even if you did wake him up, he wouldn't hold it against you. He is simply glad that you trust him enough to call him for help. "What are you doing in the gym at this hour?"
"Couldn't sleep either."
He nods without a word, but breathes out a chuckle when you raise your wet shirt between two fingers. You twist it with a sigh to drain out the water, before taking the rest of your stuff and leaving the room. Bucky follows you to the elevator and presses the button for the floor you both share, along with Natasha, Steve and Sam.
During the short descent, the silence is thick. Bucky has to physically stop himself from staring at your legs again, while you struggle to not wet the carpeted floor with your shirt. Once you reach your bedroom, Bucky waits for you to open the door.
"Give me a second to change and I'll give you your shirt back," you hurry, but he dismisses it with his hand raised.
"Keep it," he smiles softly as he lets his eyes roam your body once again. "I have plenty of shirts, and it looks better on you, anyway."
"Thank you," you give him a bashful smile, and your cheeks turn pink.
His heart stutters for a second, because of how adorable you look in his shirt, because of how sweet you smell. He'd give everything to see you again in his shirt, and nothing else, every single night.
"Anytime," he breathes out once the oxygen manages to reach his brain. "Good night, kiddo."
"Good night, Bucky," you smile again and close the door behind you.
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retropopcult · 8 months
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Superman (1978)
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ftvs-cm45 · 10 months
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Ghostfriends Theme Song
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up-to-some-good · 4 months
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Just like you
Written for @jilymicrofics November 28th - clumsy
When Harry was born, Lily was slightly sad that he looked so much like James. Of course, she loved her son endlessly, and adored his big green eyes and messy hair. But sometimes, she wished he looked a bit more like her.
And then he started growing up, past the baby stage and into the toddler stage, and she could see he wasn't just a mini James, but somehow a perfect blend of the pair of them.
It became a constant joke in their house.
Harry would sit with the cat in the afternoon, playing one-handed with his toys while the other hand stroked her ginger fur. James would smirk and nod in Lily's direction.
"He gets that from you."
Harry came in from the garden, caked in mud with wild hair and wide eyes. Lily would pick him up and carry him to her husband before passing him the muddy toddler.
"He gets that from you. I'll make dinner while you get him cleaned up."
Then Harry began walking. He stood up slowly, holding on to the coffee table, and started walking towards his father on clumsy feet. Lily watched from the sofa, sipping her tea and listening to James cheering him on. In a moment of bravery, Harry let go of the coffee table to walk alone to his father. His balance wasn't quite there, however, which meant he took one more unstable step before falling backwards with a thump.
James and Lily locked eyes for a moment before saying simultaneously,
"He gets that from you."
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avatarfan11 · 1 year
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Korra: *Stubs her toe* FUCK!
Asami: Mind your language!
Korra: What else am I supposed to say, “Woe is I”???
Asami: *Glaring at Korra*
Korra: You have to accept that swear words are necessary sometimes honey.
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kply-industries · 2 months
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clumsydoodles · 11 days
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froggie
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vhs-consumer · 2 months
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I freakin love small creaturez auhh
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gitaroo-man · 1 year
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New failgirl cat maid oc just dropped. Her name is Florence 🧸🎠
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