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#I can’t fathom it
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Ouch baby ouch
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spikedlynx · 2 months
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For people who sleep with only sheets I have a question for y’all. How are you able to get a good nights rest without being weighed down by pounds of blankets?
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eldritch-ace · 10 months
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I too think he deserves a kwagatama
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feybeasts · 4 months
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”Tumblr’s hatemail game is insane” actually I think y’all just leave anons on and highlight obvious bait that should have been immediately deleted in a completely whackadoodle quest to make Content out of it
If “don’t take the bait” is praxis, this website is an industrial fish farm, and it’s actively making many of you more miserable
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jiisoooo · 2 years
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man I really hope bp doesn’t renew with yg
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ohello0 · 5 months
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Is it bad to find it kinda refreshing that a YouTuber is getting cancelled and it’s not for child grooming and exploitation or sexual misconduct…cause I’m relieved it was just plagiarism even though that’s a bad thing to do as well
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wormdebut · 4 months
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JANUARY MICROFIC (2) — SAFE
@steddiemicrofic | PROMPT: hole | WORD COUNT: 404 | Rated: T | CW: Sad Boy Steve, Hurt/Comfort
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It’s like a fucking hole in his chest, a weight that he can’t ever carry.
He’ll never be enough. He’ll never be smart enough for college, worthy enough for a scholarship, romantic enough for Nancy, good enough for his dad.
‘You’re going nowhere, Steven. You’ll amount to nothing.’
It was playing on a loop in his head.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit.
Sure, he helped save the damn world a few times, but you can’t put that on a college transcript.
Steve's eyes flick to the door. Someone’s knocking—he should probably get that. He should, but he won’t. Robin is out of town and Dustin can come back later.
He pulls the blanket over his head, turns into the couch—needs to turn off the noise.
The knocking stops, but to Steve’s dismay he hears the lock on the door clinking open.
He knew giving Dustin a key was a stupid fucking idea.
“Dustin. Go. Away.” Steve huffs from his blanket cocoon.
“Not Dustin.”
Eddie.
Steve flops over to face him, the top of his head barely popping out from under his blanket nest. “What are you doing here, Munson?”
Steve watches as Eddie clutches at his jacket, directly over his heart. “Reverting back to last names, Harrington? You wound me.”
If Steve cracks a smile, that’s between him and the blanket he’s hiding under. He rolls his eyes before pulling the damn thing away from his face.
“What are you even doing here, Eddie?”
He watches as Eddie’s gaze flicks to his shoes and then back up to meet Steve’s. “Dustin said your parents came back yesterday—I checked for another car before I stopped by and only saw the bimmer. I just—“ Eddie’s eyes flick up to the ceiling, as he runs a hand through his hair, “—thought you could use a friend.”
Well that’s—that’s not what Steve was expecting. He can’t hide the soft smile that creeps across his face this time.
“Sure.”
They end up watching…something. Steve’s not entirely sure what it is. He’s too busy listening to Eddie go on and on about dungeons and dragons.
His ramblings only calm when Steve plops his head down on Eddie’s shoulder. He pauses, before wrapping his arm around Steve’s waist, pulling him closer.
“I’m sorry things are heavy right now.” Eddie says.
Steve hums. The hole in his chest shrinks just a little.
“It’s alright. I think things might be looking up.”
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saetoru · 7 months
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something about the idea of gojo dying hurts more than like…any other character death / potential character death i’ve ever encountered because there’s always so much hope centered around him. like everyone’s always just been assured that he’s the strongest that you’re just like. well. this was supposed to be the one that definitely made it out :,)
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la1n3ybaby · 8 months
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“i’d die for you”
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paper-lilypie · 1 year
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bound to sooner or later
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wheeloftimedevourer · 27 days
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memories seeping through every fibre of her being from that fucking touch.
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sbd-laytall · 6 months
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Don't mind me, I just have a lot of thoughts about Helena Sandsmark and motherhood.
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Young Justice (1998) #16
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Young Justice (1998) #18
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Young Justice (1998) #19
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jester-vamp · 6 months
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WORK MAY BE HARD BUT IM HARDER 🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️
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also the tiktok edited version with a poorly rendered powdered donut instead
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waitingforthesunrise · 6 months
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Imagine being loved. imagine bringing a smile to someone’s face. imagine being the shape they look for in a crowd. imagine they way you arrive in their thoughts unprompted. imagine the way they laugh, remembering. imagine being loved. imagine being adored. imagine pulling the sun down to give it to them in your smile. imagine being their constellation. imagine it. imagine the way they smile around your name. imagine the way every step becomes lighter if you are by their side. to be loved to be known to be adored. imagine. to be loved. 
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wundrousarts · 3 months
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Any Nevermoor fans in Adelaide??? I am desperate to know what Jess might mention about Silverborn at the Adelaide Festival 😭😭😭
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ahappyphjl · 8 days
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it's 15 years now.. and the next "big" anniversary will be 20 (5 years might sound like a lot but 2019 was 5 years ago so....) and i FEEL FAINT for some reason.... that's TWO decades?
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