#aspeaks

[asilentguardian]

Even after Tim and Damian strike a truce and begin getting along, they don’t really start bonding until they start playing minecraft together.

#I’m right and I should say it #aspeaks #batfam #1k

[worldsokayestbabysitter]

His first memory of his father is a happy one.

They’re at the park, the one that’s less than a block from their house. Steve thinks he was 3 years old, maybe 4. He remembers how high his dad was able to push him on the swing and how loudly his mother had laughed.

The world used to feel like it started in their living room, nestled between his parents on the couch. The world used to feel like it extended towards the park, or maybe Melvald’s, where his mom would let him pick out a candy bar and stretch to his tiptoes to place it on the counter. The world was his mother’s garden, his dad’s office, and all of the secret places he could hide.

When Steve started at Hawkins Elementary, the world was the spaces between lessons, when they were allowed to take a snack break. It was the notes his mom wrote for him, the extra lunch money his dad gave him.

The world was Carol and Tommy, who played pretend with him, all of them chasing each other around the school yard at a dead sprint. The world was Tommy’s hand in his.

Sometimes the world was just Steve and his mom, spending weekends together at the arcade, dad far away for important work.

When Steve turns 8, his world fractures with a sharp crack. He’s not supposed to be awake, but his dad is coming home tonight. He waits at the top of the stairs, just so he can see when his dad walks through the door. He can hear his mom in the kitchen, both of them waiting in secret.

Steve waits.

He’s startled awake to muffled shouting. His parents yell back and forth at each other until a sharp smack cuts through the noise. It’s silent. Steve goes to bed.

A teacher sees Steve and Tommy holding hands. Tommy says it was just a joke. Tommy stops reaching for Steve’s hand, so Steve stops reaching for his.

—

Dinner with his parents begins to turn quiet. Steve talks about his day. His mom asks him questions. His dad doesn’t look at either of them.

—

Next time his dad has to leave, mom goes with him. Says it’s just this once, says that it’s important. But not important enough for Steve to miss school.

The babysitter they hire takes him to the park on Wednesday, but she just sits on the bench. Steve sits on the swing, stationary. His parents are miles away, and the world no longer fits inside of Hawkins, Indiana.

—

Steve is 9 years old, and he knows where the leftovers are and how to heat them up. He knows where the first aid kit is. He knows how to work the washing machine. He doesn’t remember the last time he went to the arcade with someone other than his babysitter.

—

For Steve’s 10th birthday, his mom helps him make party invitations for everyone in his class. She takes him to the arcade the day before, and lifts him up so he can help put up the streamers before everyone arrives. His dad’s office door remains closed until the parents start to arrive with their kids.

It’s warm out, so his parents let them use the pool and run around in the grass.

His mom spends the day amongst them, but her eyes keep drifting to his father, who sits on the porch a few feet away from the other parents. His hand is never far from his glass, which hasn’t been full of water for a few hours.

Tommy gives him a handmade card. The parents make a big deal about Carol kissing him on his cheek.

On the night of his 10th birthday, Steve lays in bed and waits for his parents to come tuck him in. He listens as the shouting starts, and the footsteps stomp past his door, and the door slams.

—

People in Hawkins treat the name Harrington like a magic word. Harrington is a sure fire way to make more friends. Harrington gets teachers off his back.

When he’s 13, Steve’s teacher tells him that his daddy is a good man, someone everyone respects.

His father’s picture with the basketball team is still displayed proudly in the Hawkins High main hall.

Steve tries out his freshman year and makes JV. His father buys him a car.

—

Steve is 15, and he hasn’t heard his father laugh in 7 years. He’s 15 and Tommy thinks it’s cool that he has his house to himself more often than not. When his mom is home, Steve cooks dinner and makes sure that she doesn't hurt her neck when she falls asleep on the couch. When he makes breakfast, his mother smiles and ruffles his hair like he’s 8.

When Steve talks, she still listens.

Steve is 15, and he can’t remember the last time he sat at a table with both of his parents.

—

Steve’s 17, and Nancy Wheeler’s nose scrunches when she’s focused. Her face gets red and her eyes go down when Steve smiles at her. She clutches her books to her chest like a life raft when he leans against her locker.

Steve asks his mom how she knew she was in love. Her eyes grow distant, and she clears her throat. Says she doesn’t know, that it’s getting late and that Steve should go to bed. The sun hasn’t gone down yet.

Steve throws out the empty bottles of wine that litter the counter before he calls Nancy.

—

When his parents come home and see Steve’s bruised face, Steve’s dad asks him if he won the fight. His mom won’t look him in the eye.

Monsters are real, but he hasn’t hugged his mom in two years.

—

Steve gets another concussion, but he’d do it again if it meant keeping the kids safe. Dustin’s constantly hanging around and it fills a hole in his heart that he didn’t know was there. He suspects it's been there for a while.

His eyes still search for Tommy in the halls, his thoughts still linger. It hurts too much to acknowledge Nancy’s gaze.

—

His parents stay home for a whole week for Steve’s graduation. Steve only graduates by the skin of his teeth, and he sees his mom’s real smile for the first time in a long time.

His father spends the whole day - the ceremony, the pictures, dinner - stone faced and distant. Steve feels like a band that’s about to snap, feels the weight of the rejection letters like a sickness. Not even the group hug that the kids force on him eases the tension.

When Steve’s father finally yells at him the next day, Harrington feels like a brand, feels like rocks in his stomach when his father spits it at him.

It’s a relief to be forbidden from working for his father. It’s for the best, really. His mom sits at the counter, wine in hand, gaze fixed to the window. Steve feels unmoored.

—

For a brief time, in the summer of ‘85, Steve’s world is an itchy uniform, overpriced ice cream, and Robin Buckley.

Robin Buckley, who glares at him suspiciously on his first day, who doesn’t hesitate to boss him around, who rolls his eyes when he flirts. Robin Buckley, who’s laugh feels like rain in the summer, who makes Steve laugh like he’s never laughed. Robin Buckely, who takes over the register when Tommy comes in, who doesn’t ask questions.

The job sucks, as far as lessons from his father go. But Steve and Robin gossip about the people from school who come in, and they make faces behind rude customers' backs. They make up names for the regulars. They complain about the heat.

The world doesn’t feel so big for those few weeks.

—

Things change. Steve almost dies. He feels pain like he’s never felt, he realizes he’s met his soulmate on a dirty bathroom floor, and the world almost ends again.

His parents come home and his mom hugs him so tight that Steve’s world shrinks down to the space between his mother’s arms.

His dad’s hand stays on his shoulder for a little longer.

He doesn’t cry in front of them, but he grabs onto his mom’s shirt like he’s 6 years old.

He doesn’t cry when they leave again. He doesn’t cry when it’s just him in the house and he’s flinching at every flicker of the lights.

He doesn’t cry until it’s just him and Robin, curled towards each other on his bed like parenthesis as he fills her in on all the other fucked up things that have happened to those kids.

—

Eddie Munson’s eyes are a deep brown.

Steve Harrington is walking through an alternate dimension barefoot, but Eddie Munson’s eyes are brown and his voice curls around his last name like it means something.

Even after it’s all over, when Max’s arm is wrapped in a cast and Eddie wakes up in his hospital bed surrounded by The Party, he still says Steve’s name with care and reverence. Steve feels breathless every time he’s caught in Eddie’s orbit. Feels like Eddie’s laugh could crack his chest open.

Steve’s hands itch to run through Eddie’s hair, to twist his curls into braids like he does for Max. It scares him, how much he wants to be around Eddie. He wants to resist it, to fold it up and shove it in a corner. But the thought of being away scares him more.

So he visits Eddie every day. Helps him and his uncle gather his stuff when he’s discharged. Helps Eddie up the stairs to his new house, and reassures him when he apologizes for being weak.

Steve helps Eddie wash his hair in the sink. He can’t get his torso wet yet. His hair is soft, and Steve takes his time getting the tangles out. And when Eddie kisses him, it’s not scary. 

When Eddie kisses him, the world feels big. When Eddie kisses him, the world feels like it could fit in Steve’s hands.

#steve harrington #steddie #aspeaks #steve's parents #my writing #pinned posts #my stuff

[getting-amphed-up]

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#sqitaxj aspeaks #unreality #high stakes pokereality

[penisliker-moved]

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#what ws i gokna say. well hi guys #I dont wanns work tmrw there we go. our quota of at least one post clmplaining abt work #also AGH. i have a hair towel bc i cant stand wet hair on me But i also cant stand having bumpies on my head while i sleep #which is awk bc i sleep with my bigass headphones #but thats different bc i cn like. its very precise ok. and worth it for noise reward #aspeaking of i need to find a new channel to watch.. ive watched all of my 20 disaster channels. #sometimes i wish i wasnt a good person so i could go back to watching true crime videos to sleep... But alas i have a moral compass and it #feels grooss. to do that #i did kinda bc there ws this one channel who covered unmm. some bitcoin crimes #that i ws kinda into until i realised hes like #Probitcoin a little bit #and then i was like 😢 #scared. he might not be but also i couldnt tell #sooo. gets scaredbut sucks bc his voice ws super soothing good for sleepin. and it scratched the Itch of Omg an irl event without it being #like.. someones gruesome murder #andnik my disaster videos r also like. Abt death but its. you know. #oughhh basically. if anybody has any suggestions 4 youtubers who make longform videos/have a rly long catalogue #talkingb abt very specific topics. id rly like that #bc im running out :( i had to lidten to a bbc documentary at work th other day. #i suppose i could listen 2 audiobooks.. but i get too invested #AGGHH basically. #okg i lodt my place in th reptile room.. it ws nesr the end tho #gets scared bc th channel i ws watching them on. doesnt have wide window #its not like they umm. made them. its juet they uploaded some of them #other channels have probably uploaded wide window ill just have to hunt for it. excited

[yeli-renrong]

When Ken Hale sent the Jabugay tape, he'd urged me to try to find aspeaker of Barbaram, the apparently aberrant language that Lizzie Simmons had declined to speak to us. Certainly Dyirbal and Jabugay had very normal Australian grammar and vocabulary, not radically different from the Western Desert language, almost two thousand miles away. But from the few words that Norman Tindale had published of Barbaram, that language looked really different.

People at Mareeba had mentioned Albert Bennett, at Petford, and early one Sunday morning I set out to try to locate him. I followed the winding bitumen road through Mareeba to Dimbulah, a small Italian-dominated town whose main crop was tobacco, usually with a few fields of marijuana hidden away round the back. From there it became a faint sandy track with no signposts at all. ...

Albert was an oldish, square-framed man with curly grey hair. He was sitting stolidly on a bench just outside his open front door. I introduced myself, but he really wasn't very interested. He didn't remember any Barbaram language, but who'd want it anyway? What good was it?

Now Stephen Wurm had prepared me for questions of this sort. Don't talk about universities, Wurm had said, they won't know what they are. Tell them you come from the museum in Canberra. Everyone knows what museums are, and everyone thinks they are good things. Say you want to put their language in the museum because it's something important. So that it can be preserved - one day their grandchildren can come and listen to it, and see how the old people spoke.

I tried this line on Albert Bennett and he seemed to soften a little. But he still sat quietly chewing on a piece of grass, on the end of the wooden bench, just in the shade. I stood in the sun and hoped. Finally he volunteered a word.

"You know what we call 'dog'?" he asked. I waited anxiously. "We call it dog." My heart sank - he'd pronounced it just like the English word, except that the fInal g was forcefully released. I wrote it down anyway. ...

Barbaram was still a major priority. Following Albert Bennett's suggestion, I'd located Mick Burns, living with his daughter's family in a house on tall stilts at the south end of Edmonton. He was a tall, light-skinned man, very old. He hadn't thought about his language in years, and didn't think he could help me. But I persisted, mentioned a few of the words Albert had given, and he grudgingly thought a bit. Mick Burns sat on the top step, leaning against the door frame, and I squatted on the step below. He remembered twenty-seven words. ... When I did go back the next week, he declined to talk at all. He'd done a bit of thinking, he said, and could remember nothing else. I'd have to go back to Albert.

At her suggestion, I had telephoned Mrs McGrath and asked her to pass on a message to Albert about when I was planning to come, so that he wouldn't go out fishing. Albert seemed quite happy - if not pleased - to see me, and made room for me to sit on the bench with him, out of the sun.

"I don't think I can help you much more ," he said, when I told him about Mick. "I did remember three more words, but I can't think of them now. Oh, heck." ...

Four years later, when I was spending a year at Harvard and first met Ken Hale, he pointed out that the e and o had developed in Mbabaram in the same sort of way as in some languages he had worked on from further up the Cape York Peninsula. An a in the second syllable of a word had become o if the word had originally begun with g. So from guwa "west", Mbabaram had derived wo. We were sitting on a beach near Gloucester, Massachusetts one Sunday in September when Ken suddenly saw the etymology for dog "dog". It came from an original gudaga, which is still the word for dog in Yidin (Dyirbal has shortened it to guda). The initial g would have raised the a in the second syllable to o, the initial ga dropped and so did the final a (another common change in the development of Mbabaram). Ergo, gudaga became dog ­- a one in a million accidental similarity of form and meaning in two unrelated languages. It was because this was such an interesting coincidence, that Albert Bennett had thought of it as the first word to give me.

R. M. W. Dixon, Memoirs of a Field Worker

[batfam-rewrites]

Batfam During Quarantine: Full Story So Far

Heads up, this is a collection of links to every one of the Batfam During Quarantine series. I have listed every single story planned and already posted. Despite quarantine pretty much being over I still intend on continuing with this story until the very end. I want to thank all of you for your patience with this story, I’ve had a lot of things come up that I had to prioritize over working on the story so for all of you that have stuck with me on this longer than expected journey, thank you! I hope you all enjoy! Not all of this is going to stick in the long run, somethings might change but I want to show that there is stuff that I am working on though.

ZOOM MEETING

The first one.

FIRST PATROL

FIRST PATROL (REMASTERED)

The second one, despite first being in the title.

27 MINUTES

27 MINUTES (REMASTERED)

Batfam tries to stop a hacker before they hack into the Wayne family servers.

TRAINING DAY

Batfam spends the day doing their own training, Tim refuses to sleep.

KICK STARTER

Damian just really hates Tim. He would find any reason to try and dispose of him, even admitting his intentions to his Instagram followers.

AVATAR

RETIREMENT?

SWEAR JAR

KFC

CONVENIENCE STORE

TINDER

BRAWL

JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE WAYNE MANOR

BLUETOOTH ARROWS

JASON’S INSIGHT

Cleaning House

TRAINING WITH DICK

Bats Of Prey

PRINCESS

A Night In Bludhaven

CRAZY LITTLE THING CALLED LOVE

SEGGS AND BACON

Robins Vs Bats Of Prey

Group Text

Sanctuary

ADHD

THANKSGIVING

Black Friday

What was supposed to follow Thanksgiving that I spent hours on after publishing Thanksgiving only for everything I wrote to be erased causing me to debate whether or not I should start over and I’m still kinda mad about it because I was proud of what I had wrote up until it all deleted which is why I now save all of the drafts I work on every thirty minutes and copy and paste what I have into a google doc so shit like this never happens again.

Untitled Story

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

SNOW DAY

Q AND A

SPEAKING SPANGLISH

April Fools

Clones

JASON SHAVES HIS LEGS

HONEY MIX

ROY KENT IS A MOOD

PROCRASTINATION

A FAIR TRADE

College Bound

WEEKEND VISIT

FINALS

BROOKLYN NINE-NINE

NHL PLAYOFFS

#BatFam #Alfred Pennyworth #batman #bruce wayne #catwoman #Selina Kyle #Batwoman #kate kane #nightwing #dick grayson #batgirl #barbara gordon #red hood #Jason Todd #Huntress #helena bertinelli #Red Robin #Tim Drake #spoiler dc #Stephanie Brown #julia pennyworth #blue bird #harper row #cullen row #orphan dc #cassandra cain #signal dc #duke thomas #robin #Damian Wayne

[mat-a-mat]

i can ASPEAK RACCOON!! she says nanoda abd by that it means "imm hungry pleas give me your food nanoda"

[weeniepuss]

Iam Weenie… Greeting.

THINGS uOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME

- amn adult

- guy i think.. he

- i LOVE WOMEN!! !

- i am a KILLING MACHINE

- AIAM HERE TO HAVE FUN ON THE INTERNET

- brain no good badbadbadbad

- i would transform into a fish if i coulde

- native enhglish speaker iam just. Bad at spell ing and aspeakking is all. my frontla lobe goes numb whej my ffingers touch the keyboard i get possessed by thw vengeful spirt of an 18 century salem witch i also only post onb here when am high or sleep deprived

[bookoformon]

The Book of Mosiah Chapter 8. "The Seer."

Ammon teaches the people of Limhi—He learns of the twenty-four Jaredite plates—Ancient records can be translated by seers—No gift is greater than seership. About 121 B.C.

Jared= "the descendant."

Limhi= "To be as a stream".

The Gematria for "24 Plates" is "How to wake a man up from a total nightmare."

1 And it came to pass that after king Limhi had made an end of aspeaking to his people, for he spake many things unto them and only a few of them have I written in this book, he told his people all the things concerning their brethren who were in the land of Zarahemla.

The Book of Mormon is, as we have discovered a kind of Jewish religious analysis called a Midrash. It says we are learning how the people of Zarahemla, "The Place of Enlightenment" behave.

In the last chapter we learned of the existence of a man named Zeniff, "the balancer":

2 And he caused that Ammon should stand up before the multitude, and rehearse unto them all that had happened unto their brethren from the time that Zeniff went up out of the land even until the time that he himself came up out of the land.

3 And he also rehearsed unto them the last words which king Benjamin "the Right Hand", "The most realized" had taught them, and explained them to the people of king Limhi "the Voice of God", so that they might understand all the words which he spake.

4 And it came to pass that after he had done all this, that king Limhi dismissed the multitude, and caused that they should return every one unto his own house.

5 And it came to pass that he caused that the plates which contained the record of his people from the time that they left the land of Zarahemla, should be brought before Ammon, that he might read them.

Ammon= the multittudes, the nation.

עמם

The verb עמם ('mm) probably expressed to be inclusive or comprehensive. Its rare uses in the Bible relate to making secrets or making info available to an in-crowd. Preposition עם ('im) means 'with', מעם (me'im) means 'from', and עמה ('umma) means 'beside'. Noun עם ('am) means a people, ranging from all of mankind to the in-crowd of a small village. Noun עם ('am) refers to one's (paternal) kinsman.

6 Now, as soon as Ammon had read the record, the king inquired of him to know if he could interpret languages, and Ammon told him that he could not.

7 And the king said unto him: Being grieved for the afflictions of my people, I caused that forty and three of my people should take a journey into the wilderness, that thereby they might find the land of Zarahemla, that we might appeal unto our brethren to deliver us out of bondage.

Why can't the people understand what is written in the language of the Voice of God by the most learned? What is up with that?

The dispersal of 43 lifetimes into the wildernness means there must be maximum comphrehension of the Torah and related documents plus three lifetimes spent in an era of non-violence to demonstrate complete enlightenment after the immersion. This is also what is meant by the term Zeniff:

If we look in the Torah, we find many other things that are associated specifically with the number 40:

In the episode of Noah and the Flood, we learn that it rained for 40 days and 40 nights.

A mikvah needs to have 40 se’ah (a measurement) of water in order to be able to purify someone. In fact, this is one of the explanations as to why, during the Flood, it rained for 40 days, corresponding to the 40 se’ah of a mikvah.

Regarding the maximum amount of lashes one could get, the Torah describes the amount as 40 (albeit in practice, one could get a maximum of 39).

According to the Talmud, it took “40 minus one”5 types of creative work to build the Mishkan (Tabernacle).

What is the common thread here? What is the symbolism of the number 40?

The mystics explain that any preparation for a transformative change is associated with the number 40. Thus, whether it is the flood water of Noah, which cleansed and purified the world, going to the mikvah, which purifies the person, lashes, which atone for one’s sins, or receiving the Torah, each is essentially a catalyst for transformation6 and is therefore associated with the number 40.7

Why is that?

10 x 4

Kabbalah explains that all of reality can be divided into four worlds: Atzilut (Emanation), Beriah (Creation), Yetzirah (Formation), and Asiyah (Action.) These four worlds, in turn, emanate from and are rooted in the four letters of the holiest name of G‑d.

8 And they were lost in the wilderness for the space of many days, yet they were diligent, and found not the land of Zarahemla but returned to this land, having traveled in a land among many waters, having discovered a land which was covered with bones of men, and of beasts, and was also covered with ruins of buildings of every kind, having discovered a land which had been peopled with a people who were as numerous as the hosts of Israel.

9 And for a testimony that the things that they had said are true they have brought twenty-four plates which are filled with engravings, and they are of pure gold.

10 And behold, also, they have brought breastplates, which are large, and they are of brass and of copper, and are perfectly sound.

=the Ephod.

11 And again, they have brought swords, the hilts thereof have perished, and the blades thereof were cankered with rust; and there is no one in the land that is able to interpret the language or the engravings that are on the plates. Therefore I said unto thee: Canst thou translate?

12 And I say unto thee again: Knowest thou of any one that can translate? For I am desirous that these records should be translated into our language; for, perhaps, they will give us a knowledge of a remnant of the people who have been destroyed, from whence these records came; or, perhaps, they will give us a knowledge of this very people who have been destroyed; and I am desirous to know the cause of their destruction.

13 Now Ammon said unto him: I can assuredly tell thee, O king, of a man that can translate the records; for he has wherewith that he can look, and translate all records that are of ancient date; and it is a gift from God. And the things are called interpreters, and no man can look in them except he be commanded, lest he should look for that he ought not and he should perish. And whosoever is commanded to look in them, the same is called seer.

14 And behold, the king of the people who are in the land of Zarahemla is the man that is commanded to do these things, and who has this high gift from God.

15 And the king said that a seer is greater than a prophet.

16 And Ammon said that a seer is a revelator and a prophet also; and a gift which is greater can no man have, except he should possess the power of God, which no man can; yet a man may have great power given him from God.

17 But a seer can know of things which are past, and also of things which are to come, and by them shall all things be revealed, or, rather, shall secret things be made manifest, and hidden things shall come to light, and things which are not known shall be made known by them, and also things shall be made known by them which otherwise could not be known.

18 Thus God has provided a means that man, through faith, might work mighty miracles; therefore he becometh a great benefit to his fellow beings.

19 And now, when Ammon had made an end of speaking these words the king rejoiced exceedingly, and gave thanks to God, saying: Doubtless a great mystery is contained within these plates, and these interpreters were doubtless prepared for the purpose of unfolding all such mysteries to the children of men.

20 O how marvelous are the works of the Lord, and how long doth he suffer with his people; yea, and how blind and impenetrable are the understandings of the children of men; for they will not seek wisdom, neither do they desire that she should rule over them!

21 Yea, they are as a wild flock which fleeth from the shepherd, and scattereth, and are driven, and are devoured by the beasts of the forest.

We should not need swords. A seer that knows how things have gone, has a grasp of what is going on should know what is going to happen next.

All of you pay attention to me- this behavior we have, the one that demonstrates we think we are helpless and that nothing can be done is ridiculous. Everyone needs to grow up and take charge, act like adults and do what has to be done. One does not need a prophet, a king, or a seer to be present, awake, and live competently.

Without the apparence of propriety in everything we do as members of this civilization, there is no proof the Instructions and the Gospels are valid. To provie they are correct is the bottom line of the Ark of the Covenant all baptized persons and Mitzvahs have made with God.

Just as we will see after Year Zero, God materialized and was made man to prove He is not of a devolved character. It has always been our turn to prove the same in return.

When the differences in the Testimony between the two are reduced to nil, then the Seer is made.

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[asilentguardian]

It's very important to me when Bruce is portrayed as a completely normal dad. Like obviously Bruce is a little weird outside of the suit and Batman is it's own thing, but Bruce still does completely normal dad things. Teaches his kids how to tie their shoes. Stands in the middle of the living room to watch a movie and refuses to sit down. Fails to subtly interrogate his kids about their love lives.

#aspeaks #batdad #1k

[worldsokayestbabysitter]

AU where Steve and Robin are soulmates and love each other so much and are so codependent that they don’t even realize that people think they’re romantic soulmates. Steve tries to kiss Eddie and he’s furious. Not only is Steve cheating, he’s cheating on his soulmate. And Robin tries to take Vickie on a date and halfway through Vickie realizes what’s happening and is appalled. Robin, of all people? Going behind her soulmate’s back? People think they’re the worst soulmates ever lmao

#but actually they’d kill and die for each other #like actually rip someone to shreds no questions asked #stobin #platonic stobin #steddie #aspeaks

[berberanews]

Dr Edna Aden aspeaks Catalonia Parliament

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#Berbera news #dr adna adan #Youtube

[hitozy]

Literally, I have been reading Haikyu Baby Fever fics non stop this past month and it has literally gone to my head. Its so bad that I am actually outlining one rn, as I am typing this. But it’s for Kags, because he is my first Haikyu!! love and nothing will ever change it, he is my default lover, I always return to him after a while... anyway... let’s see if I can actually finish this one.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #aspeaks #but will she deliver? #who knows #no really because I don't know and I'm writing it

[lokiprincess]

Ok this nsfw feature is really starting to get on my nerves. Hey @staff why y'all are out there censoring the most innocent of things like couples holding hands or looking at each other, there are literal pedos running blogs here and porn blogs running wild and you don't bat an eye. Not to mention this goddamn feature has badly affected minority groups. So tell us who are y'all trying to protect???

#Aspeaks #fucking assholes #tumblr

[fredsweaslies]

i used to be @fredweaslies!

hi everyone! i recently got hacked on my main blog and got locked out :( so, i’ll be updating the gardens that grow between us on this blog instead. i also update this fic on wattpad and ao3, so you can also read on there!

#*aspeaks