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spaciebabie · 6 months
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fizzytoo · 9 months
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FUCK I FORGOT TO TELL YALL i had an interview the other day and the interviewer said something about someone who applied before me (weird as hell) but he called them a girl. THEN he said “oh i can’t say that. you know it’s the ‘me too’ movement these days”…… wdym by that..
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gay-trashcan-cat · 18 days
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You wouldn't bap a little guy like me right?
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pokemonveterinarian · 6 months
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Ask game! Hoards plushies
[A picture of Saint's bed, absolutely covered in plushies]
...How'd you know
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mrbexwrites · 6 months
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hii, happy STS!! October being the spooky month, here's my spooky question for this week—what kind of environment would frighten/set your characters on edge the most? e.g. a haunted mansion, a thick forest in the middle of the night, a corn maze? where are they most likely to lose their cool and get freaked out?
Happy Spooky Season!
Mavis, being a demon hunter, isn't easily spooked by the supernatural. She's grown up in survival mode, and can handle herself well in most 'scary' scenarios.
That said, put her in a social situation that can't be solved with a crowbar to the kneecaps, and she'll start to sweat.
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Or if someone wants to talk about their feeling around her:
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So basically, any family therapy session would put her into and extreme case of the screaming abdabs
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Is anyone else the "I have loads of problems but when one of my best friends has a problem I ignore mine and I become a mom friend because I wish someone would do that for me" friend? Just wondering...
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ask-leah · 2 years
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How scary is Leah's aggro mode...
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adenial · 10 months
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amount of "ships" lovek has with unrequited love, denied love, where it doesn't work out: at least 5 or 6 amount of ships where lovek is happy and in love: 1
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romitritrashswiftie · 2 years
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Anyone else concerned with how fast Romitri’s romance is happening in the show?
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spxtr · 7 months
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@crisispider sent : [ kiss ] — sender kisses along a stretch of receiver’s skin / for steven
how they'd gotten to this point ? steven can't remember, most of the night feels like a blur, except to the point of stumbling into his apartment. he almost protests the moment he's gently pushed onto his bed but he let's it happen, he's too in his head and the moment he feels peter's lips along his skin, kissing along his neck ? he's melting. soft little sounds leaving his lips which only causes him to cover his mouth, face burning bright.
❛ peter ... ❜ he whimpers, trying not to already sound like a mess but he can't help it, his neck is sensitive ... his entire body feels sensitive, buzzing with nerves. he's curling fingers into peter's clothes and pulling him closer. it's been so long since he's done anything like this and it feels like he's going to burst at the seams, steven isn't sure how he'll be able to manage himself. ❛ c - can you kiss me ... elsewhere too ? ❜ he asks quietly, leaving it vague, already feeling so flustered that he isn't sure he could specify where even if he wanted without combusting.
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bandsanitizer · 2 years
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when you think about it… we’re in the middle of october 2022 which is almost november 2022 which is almost 2023 which is amost 2024 which is almost 2025 which means time will fly and we’ll be fine
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badlydrawnleoji · 2 years
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oh no
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spectersinthesnow · 2 years
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to the end, jetset life and i never told you are literally the only revenge songs they haven’t played yet…..
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//blood (yes that’s the title)
tw for skin picking too that’s what this entire thing is about so yeah, stay safe friends
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There is blood on your hands. The blood is on your hands. Their blood is on your hands. Your blood is on your hands.
At least you can find some humour in taking the phrase so literally because there is actually blood on your hands, red drying to brown in the lines on your palms, remnants of a scab to be found under the offending fingernails.
You wonder where it came from. You check where it came from. You search for where it came from. You find where it came from.
There is blood congealing on your thigh. Having escaped notice, it has slowly become that strange half-solid half-liquid state you were so fascinated by when you were younger, poking at the wound with your finger to test the texture.
You always got blood under your fingernails. You’d get blood on your skirt. You’d get blood on your socks. You’d get blood on your bedsheets.
It’s been like this for quite a while, you can remember. At ten, you’d find your fingers bloody and press your leg against the edge of your pinafore skirt, using the table leg to keep the impromptu “bandage” in place. Or you’d watch the trail extend into your sock, and sometimes make a small patch on your shoe.
Your friends tell you to stop. Your aunt asks if it’s the mosquitos. Your mother buys you creams. Your grandmother says you’ll have to wear stockings.
You find yourself with a lot of questions. Some are internal responses, some are morbid curiosity. What do you do with your hands if you stop? Is it actually mosquitos or is your skin just defective? Do the creams work, are you sabotaging the process by continuing to cause damage? Why do you need to wear stockings and how do you even wear stockings? Why did this one not bleed? How did this one bleed so much?
This one on your elbow is a new scar. This one on your knee is an old scar. This one on your other knee has yet to scar. This one on your leg you will not let scar.
It’s not just the scabs and the blood. You find yourself going after every imperfection. Blisters are the bane of your existence and you really don’t know where they’re coming from but there is a new raw patch on your palm and the part between your fingers bled during class.
So you adapt: ask for plasters before Home Econs. So you adapt: carry plasters, get better at finding the wound. So you adapt: shower with your non-dominant hand. So you adapt: relearn flexibility when it’s your left hand that stings in hot water.
There are a lot of names for it that you’ve found online that you probably have to be completely honest. Dermatillomania. Excoriation disorder. Chronic skin-picking. Stop scratching you’re going to scar. Body-focused repetitive behaviours. This does not change the fact that that raw patch on your foot seems to have grown and you really don’t have enough plasters for everything. They fall off easily, anyway.
And rashes get itchy sometimes anyway. And you recently cut your nails anyway. And the dead skin was peeling back anyway. And blisters are bumpy and stupid and should be banned anyway.
I wake up in the morning. I copy the answers for the worksheet. I stand up to get on the bus. And there is blood on my hands.
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comicscraze · 6 months
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so how we doin batfam nation
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branzypiercing · 1 year
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giggles. i can definitely write a four page short story in an hour tonight. that is something i can do! obviously of course haha. of course i can do it! i'm doing it right now and not procrastinating at all!!!!! obviously
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