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bklily · 10 days
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HOW ARE WE FEELING TWST ROOK FANS
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black-and-yellow · 12 days
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The walk home from UA
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helyiios · 10 months
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this is pornographic
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vampiricsheep · 1 month
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Don't think I've seen this question make the rounds before, so:
Do any of your OCs hunt/fish/trap? Who taught them, and why do they do it? Do they have preferred gear or quarry?
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tomecko · 10 months
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that wink tho
[Video ID: an orange and white cat in a green collar is lying on a pink bedspread. Golden Hour by JVKE can be heard playing faintly in the background. The person filming tosses the cat a crinkly toy in the shape of a fish, and the cat rolls around cutely while playing with it, at one point appearing to wink at the camera. When the one filming attempts to move closer, the cat windmills his little paws at the lens and the video-taker can be heard chuckling.]
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123pixieaod · 8 months
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Inspired by this godly post which unlocked a part of my brain I didn't know existed, and solidly gave me complete and utterly brainrot until I wrote something
A thousand thanks to Lily for her wonderful help :))
"Does Kelly not mind you spending all your time with me?" Daniel asks, because she's Daniel and once she's thought something she can't keep her fucking mouth shut, even if she knows it's trouble.
Max looks up, pausing his set of weights, and blinks at her. Daniel feels her cheeks warm. One day, that mouth of yours will run you straight into trouble, young lady, her mum used to tell her, voice firm. Good girls know when to keep quiet. Daniel used to just laugh at the warning. Her laugh is loud and the opposite of quiet, but she used to know that everyone always loved her laugh.
"No," Max says after a beat and then continues lifting. Daniel hates the way her gaze tracks over him, lingering on the movement of his muscles, the ease with which he lifts the weight. Tawny hair brushed out of his eyes, cheeks dusted warm from the exertion. "Of course not."
"Why of course not?" Daniel asks. She wants to sew her mouth shut. This time, Max didn't look over as he answers.
"Kelly's very secure, she's not like other girls. And besides, she knows you."
It's strange. When Daniel was seven and Michelle eleven, they'd gone rock pool fishing. Michelle had been crouched over a shallow pool of water, her finger delicately brushing the tentacles of the anemone. Daniel had been scaling the rocks, wanting steeper, taller, more.
She'd found the shark first, nestled high at between the rocks, and for a beat she hadn't known what she was looking at. Just details, but nothing collective. Rotting smell. Shrivelled holes where eyes should be. Scales of silver lightning. Rubbery fish picked clean. The flash of bone, pearl white.
Then she realised what she was staring at, and screamed. Her father held her while her mother scolded her. I told you not to go climbing! It's too dangerous, Daniel. Why can't you just be good like your sister and stay by the shallow pools?
And then, later, ice cream. Her dad, beside her, explaining the horror away.
It's just nature, Dani. The waves wash them up, and they get stuck there. They can't get back to the sea, and then the sun dries them out.
They drown on air, Michelle helpfully pointed out, her feet kicking happily as she licked her 99. Daniel just just nodded, ice cream untouched. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the sunken holes, the rotting flesh.
She hasn't thought about that moment for years, but suddenly it washes back over her. She feels simultaneously both. The child, staring at the carcass, frozen in shock. The shark, burning up in the sun, chocking on air.
"What does that mean?" She asks, and somehow her voice is normal, is fine. She's fine. She's not a girl or a shark. She's stupid and a fool and a gawky, ugly idiot, but she's fine.
Max manages to shrug, even with the 50kg weights. "You know. Just that Kelly knows you. She knows what you're like. And she knows me too, of course."
Daniel swallows. She nods. She hates everything about herself.
"That's sexist," she forces herself to say lightly because if the silence stretches anymore, Max might notice and set his weights down and look at her, and Daniel can't bear that. She doesn't want his eyes on her, taking in every blemish and imperfection. The boyish, ratty clothes she works out in and her curls gone frizzy with sweat and her inked skin, so different to Max and Kelly's pale, perfect complexions.
"What's sexist?"
"Saying she's not like other girls," Daniel tells him, setting down the weights she been doing. Instead, she goes to grab the skipping rope, just for something to do.
Max laughs. Daniel's glad she's turned away. Her cheeks are burning again.
"It's the truth. You, of course, Daniel, are not like other girls either." He says it lightly and ends with a chuckle, as if it's all just a joke. Daniel drags a sweaty hand over her cheeks. Burning, burning, burning.
Apparently, in Max's mind, she and Kelly are the same; both not like other girls. Kelly, with her faultless makeup and wonderful daughter and classy dresses and perfect feminity. One end of the scale. Daniel, the other. Barely even considered "a girl." Always one of the boys, only woman in f1 for a reason.
"Thanks," Daniel says. She wants to make it sound humorous, like she's in on the joke too. Instead, it's too cold; muttered as if she actually gave two shits about the conversation anyway. She has an F1 season to prepare for, she's too busy to care about stupid shit like this.
There's a beat of silence as Daniel stretches out the rope, feeling the plastic flex and give. Then, Max exhaling, the gentle bump of his weights against the floor, the workout bench shifting as his centre of gravity changes. Daniel keeps her back to him, ignoring it all.
"I did not mean it as insult," Max finally says, stubborn. Daniel forces a laugh, turning to give him a smile, all teeth.
"Of course not Maxy. I get that." Voice light and blithe. One of the boys.
She thinks he'll drop it, but instead, his frown only grows. Pinched brows, thin lips, cheeks growing blotchy. Blue eyes regard her, intense and unyielding. She burns from the inside out.
"I've upset you," he says, in that blunt, genuine way only he can do. Daniel barks out another laugh.
"Don't be stupid. You're not important enough to ever be able to get under my skin." She gives him another smile with only teeth. She feels insane. Her mother tells her good girls stay quiet.
"I'm sorry," he tries again, growing frustrated now, "I did not mean -"
"I told you, you didn't upset me," she drops the skipping rope without actually using it. "Anyway, I'm bored. Wanna get lunch now? Or are you still trying to pump those muscle with more testosterone?"
Max gives her one last, searching look before standing. They're almost the same height. She wants to shrink to nothing.
"That is not how testosterone works, Daniel," he says with the air of an overworked teacher. He looks at her with a smile, uncertain but genuine. She laughs, allowing him to move the conversation on.
She walks out of the gym first but holds the door for him. He grins, relieved. His fingers skim hers as he takes it and she lets go. A chill runs through her. Cold like scales, cold like ice cream untouched.
Follow up here!
#whole lot of internalised misogyny to unpack here#in my head Daniel is looking like Tash Sultana in the music video for “Jungle”#Max just meaning :))) Kelly knows you and she knows me :))) and she knows we are both two good people who would not cheat :)))#while Daniel just going into an existential crisis of#:((( Kelly knows Max and I :((( and I am zero threat to her because I must be utterly undesirable :((( and not Max's type at all :(((#maxiel#girl!Daniel#for the first time ever lol#my fic#ending involves the tension between them growing and growing#and Kelly watches them share a podium and sees the way Max wraps his arm around Daniel's shoulder and hugs her tightly#and the way Daniel laughs so happily and loudly everyone can hear her#and suddenly Kelly realises she had been wrong and Daniel was a threat#and basically gives Max an ultimate to choose one of them and stop all contact with the other#somehow Daniel finds out and just locks herself away from the world during summer break because it's not even a question who max will pick#and their story ends with Max knocking on her door with looking annoyed with a bunch of drooping flowers#and before Daniel can even say anything he's stepping into her apartment and getting a vase from her cupboard#while complaining about how he ordered the flowers that morning but the florist fucked up his order and of course the flourists in the#Netherlands are much better and soon he will take Daniel there and pick proper flowers like tulips for her#she stares at him in pure disbelief and then starts to laugh. and Max looks over and laughs too and they're still smiling when they kiss#:)))))#apologies but I'm a sucker for a soppy cliched ending lol
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btw! You were talking about your multi shipping and some secret rare pair. I've been in suspense ever since. What's the pair anyway? Or are you in the middle of making a chart? I'm just real curious
oh lmao did i not say what it was? it's not some 'oooh ahhh' thing i just had a Cute Thought and went "yeah i can dig that!". its simply Niche!
first i was thinkin "aw, yk Barnaby/Eddie is kinda cute" and then immediately went "wait ohhhh established Laughingstock but they fold Eddie into the relationship" and yeah <3
#just a silly little ehee aha fun little Thoughts#barnaby & howdy having a good ol time trying to drop hints & court ed <3#i have taste i Swear#ok thats i lie i can enjoy practically anything but yk....#its cute!!! its Cute!!!#eddie and his tall silly guys!#barnaby and his hard-working chatterbox boys!#howdy and eddie and their laidback hound!!#rambles from the bog#im imagining them reclining against barn after a long day's work#chattering endlessly while barn just sits there in peace. listening of course! chiming in when able!#i feel like howdy and eddie Getting Along or in a Romantic Relationship would be unbearable#they both talk so much... it'd be an endless feedback loop yk#but barnaby has big ears to track both sides of the conversation!!#and if they all move into barnaby's place#im picturing... howdy and eddie having quiet early mornings together before walking to work arm-in-arm <3#but yeah yeah...#romantic pairings aside i Do think that barnaby & eddie have a lot of friend potential!#and i want howdy to get the fuck over his one sided rivalry (kidding! i love it! its one of my favorite things!)#so that he and eddie can just talk endlessly at each other. i think they could get along as well - howdy willing of course#oh i feel character dynamic analysis brain waking up#bc genuinely i think eddie Does want to be pals with howdy#which makes sense! theyre the only working neighbors! Camaraderie! Understanding! Solidarity!#and i feel like that came across a liiiiitle bit in his shared audio with howdy#but howdy's got a stick up his ass (said lovingly) hE tALkS yOuR eAr OfF#*proceeds to talk nonstop at barnaby for the next hour*#howdy: he's trying to steal my place in the neighborhood. he's mocking me. he thinks i don't work half as hard as him#(cut to eddie smiling and waving at howdy from afar - genuinely happy to see him)#ANYWAY DERAILING MY OWN TAGS AGAIN SORRY#yeah i just think its a cute thought to entertain when im bored! its not serious just Fun
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necromeowncy · 1 year
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☀ Good morning ☀
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blmpff · 9 months
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03.08.23
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ofmermaidstories · 5 months
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this tweet encapsulates my frustration with trope-based pitching of published books.
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jula483 · 5 months
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personal space? never heard of her
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pushing500 · 9 months
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Took them long enough!!!! I'm telling you, these two have been flirting and rejecting each other nonstop since they joined the colony. I don't think there has been a single moment where at least one of them didn't have a mood penalty for "Fafo/Kaz rebuffed me". It was excruciating to watch, I'm glad they've sorted themselves out.
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Also, immediately after the notification for the New Lovers, I got a notification that Fafo was inspired by creativity. It seems romance is giving her a boost, which I thought was pretty sweet. <3
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hotdogsfordinner · 1 year
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Concept:
Wriothesley pulling a late night doing extra paperwork because Childe is scheduled to come visit and he wants to be fully free.
Childe arriving early because he's excited to visit only to find Wriothesley asleep at his desk and carrying him to bed.
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iciclesses · 5 months
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So I competitively shoot and in sunny months or when I'm shooting rifle in a T-shirt I wear compression sleeves to cover my arms and I'm praying to one day see big beefy Ghost wearing those compression sleeves in my dreams - like imagine looking at his arms and you can SEE his muscles flexing from just moving his hands around I NEED TO BE SPAYED
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fromiftowhen · 1 year
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Bradley's a real sunset bitch and Jake's a real sunrise ho, and nope, I won't elaborate any further.
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