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witchey · 1 month
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i feel like that tiktok where he's crying like: i don't wanna be friends with straight people anymore. but it's me being like i don't wanna follow white women anymoree (breaks down in tears)
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sailermoon · 10 months
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should’ve made more tempeh bacon 😓
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ppiissrraatt · 1 year
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i had this really wise idea on sunday winter 14 to put out a beautiful little chest full of fishing goodies for the upcoming night market so i could fish as hell
here’s a cute little video of it EXISTING
however notice the date,,,,
because the day before it looked like this
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because when i showed up to the night market on time monday 15 at 5pm
chestless
BECAUSE OF THE SILLY MECHanic where the whole area is written over with its little festival look
i stood there for like an hour in disbelief and literally couldn’t even restart
i restarted anyways so that i could at least try to prep more but willies was clooooooooosed and i used aLL MY BUG MEAT
heed my warning
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arctvros · 7 months
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if only he had noticed
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tinyron · 1 year
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Really been thinking about Big Miss Steak lately...
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diobrando · 2 years
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What the fuck
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housewifebuck · 4 months
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cam's 1k celebration:
Buck + orange ↳ requested by @disasterbuckdiaz
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aisuigetsu · 6 months
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wore hanfu this halloweekend
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dwreader · 7 months
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HAPPY LDPDL MONTH EVERYONE!!!!
im gonna pass out now cause im tipsy whew
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sailermoon · 10 months
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I just know that man is on his best behavior cause he knows the public is watching his every move rn
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mariska · 5 months
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me when i have to split up taking a shower into Everything Except Very Long Thick Hair On My Head and Only The Very Long Thick Hair On My Head because i've been in too much physical pain recently to shower anywhere near as often as i wish i could and it finally became too much for my sensory processing disorder to handle and i just happened to wake up way earlier than usual today so im like ok this is a perfect opportunity to have A Big Multi-Part Shower Day but also my family's house has a reoccurring problem with the hot/warm water turning cold faster than i can keep up with in the shower and taking a long time to re-heat afterwards. so i put my hair up in this headache-inducing bun to not get it wet for Shower 1 and grabbed one of the two bath robes i own and have been sitting here with an increasingly worse headache for like 2 and a half hours and it becomes time to take my afternoon adhd medication dose. so i do that. and then i remember i havent eaten anything today which is Not Ideal for getting back into the shower so i have two big m&m chocolate chip cookies cus it requires no cooking and is easy to eat but that makes my stomach kind of hurt cus of course i also have miserable chronic ibs and my stomach hates literally everything i can tolerate eating. and also my brain is mad at me cus the adhd medication followed by Immediate Cookie Consumption is Not Really Reacting Very Well Internally so i unintentionally made my physical problems worse instead of better and i look at the clock and im like ok its been almost 3 hours since i first got out of the shower im gonna turn the water on for like 30 seconds and see if its heated up enough yet for me to get this horrible 2nd Shower over with. so i turn it on. and the water gets freezing cold within 10 seconds of running
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everykonan · 5 months
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acousticolateral · 1 year
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スキップとローファー / Skip and Loafer [episode 3]
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bexalex · 9 months
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big miss steak.
@benayoung; backdated to renxbe's post-next gen party
alex is drunk. he's sloshy, stumbling, and slurring drunk and he whines in protest when some well-meaning friend gently pries the latest bottle of bad ideas juice out of his hands and tries to get him to drink a sip of water instead. he's such a fucking idiot. the drunkenness doesn't help, but it wasn't the only reason he did what he did. he wasn't this inebriated when the other man entered the room, when he looked at alex with those eyes, brushed up against him ever so softly with those hands, and smiled at him with those lips. how was alex ever supposed to defend himself against all of that? even sober, his heart might've acted on its own accord, making decisions for the body before the brain could catch up. he's tried so hard to forget, to move on. and tonight, all at once, any progress he's made over the last few months is thrown down the garbage disposal and minced until it's unrecognizable mush.
he doesn't quite remember how he had the bright idea to seek out nayoung. maybe he blacked out for a second or something when he dreamed up the plan. he already kissed one ex, maybe the solution is kissing two. he'd go for three, it's a magic number after all, but his fourth grade girlfriend is across the world, an ocean and most of a continent away and he doesn't think he can manage to get there by the end of the night. he's drunk though, what does he know.
nayoung is pretty, he remembers when he finally finds her. he'd never say it out loud, and he's sure that she already knows it anyway, but for a moment it reminds him of why he had tried to romance her in the first place. she's pretty and unapologetically so, unafraid to be herself even if everyone hates her for it. alex probably should hate her, she's so mean to him sometimes. but he deserves it. yeah, he does. she'll probably slap him for this and he'll deserve that too. maybe he'll be drunk enough not to feel it.
it's just a short distance across the room before alex closes in on nayoung. he doesn't say anything; what would he even say anyways? 'hey, i kissed my ex and i still love him. let me kiss you too,' doesn't sound like a very convincing argument. no, instead, alex just reaches for her as gently as he can, clumsy hands surprisingly tender when he cups her face in them. did he do this before with her? he doesn't remember. did they ever really kiss like they meant it? he tries to now, closing the gap between them and his lips finding hers. a peck isn't enough to forget the taste of sarang, the way the other man feels so perfect on his lips. nayoung is so different. he never loved her, he knows that, but could he have? if he took it a little more seriously, if he tried a little harder, would she have settled for him too? he doesn't know; he doesn't think he would have wanted that either. he sighs when he pulls away from the kiss and drops his head onto her shoulder, his hands falling from her face. suddenly, he's so tired.
"don't slap me," he mumbles, not that she'd have much opportunity to at the current angle. "i'm sad."
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