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violaobanion · 30 days
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AUSTIN BUTLER and CALLUM TURNER in MASTER OF THE AIR (2024), part four
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thebookofbill · 3 months
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ALEX HIRSCH POSTED BILL CIPHER VALENTINES. JOE PITT DREW THEM. I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IS REAL. THEY DID THIS FOR ME
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“I’m broken, wanna fix me?” HE KNOWS WHAT HE’S FUCKING DOING.
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booksanxietyandsports · 4 months
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leaderbox buddies!
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“Rosehip” is such a fun flirty name for a totally normal thing you use to make tea
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slayerofthevampire · 2 months
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“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby |
“I hate the winter, can't stand the cold; I tend to cancel all the plans (so sorry, I can't make it)... But when the heat comes, something takes a hold - Can I kick it? Yeah, I can.”
—Lorde, Solar Power ||
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meaningtotellyou · 1 month
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I want to get a cat but i want a cat that looks like me
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when your drawing and the anatomy is
✨anatomy-ing✨
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grandprix-ao3 · 1 year
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first lines
tagged by @drivestraight
Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. (Sort by date posted.) If you have less than 10 fics posted, post what you have.
this is so fun. i have a love/hate relationship with first lines... like either they come to me easy (it's like this! like, boom!) or i'm thinking about it for like 17 business days. but fun story usually i start writing a fic because i start actually writing it in my head, like with an imaginary google doc and all of that, so i'll only make the actual document when i think i have an idea of what i want to write, not just what i want to happen.
anyways. i will do my ten most recent fics. under the break. this was fun to look at also i haven't given my previous first lines a whole ton of thought lately... very intriguing. some i like better than others tbh
telephone
Every time the words circle back around to Esteban, it's a different story.
like a house on fire
For the nearly three years since Charles first moved into the duplex, his upstairs neighbor has been the same mild-mannered woman.
backseat freestyle
"Do you not think it is a little bit pathetic?"
growing pains
It is easier to make friends in racing when the stakes are lower.
firebug
For the first time since Pierre and Charles started dating—years ago, so far from the present it feels like something they never knew—Charles thinks he actually wants to be mad at his boyfriend.
choking on your alibis
For two weeks of the summer before their last year of university, Charles is meant to stay with his best friend, Esteban.
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Lando posts pictures of pretty buildings and fast cars.
violent ends
It's disgustingly instinctual.
pressure machine
The lights are out.
the alps
Pierre has the decency to tell Yuki before the announcement goes up.
also i'm gonna do miamis (alt!) because i'm annoying. welcome to: hell, population: me. we win these
piranha
Being teammates with Logan is a fucking lot.
show me how you show off
They're a bit tipsy, hiding in the darkened corner of a bright-lit nightclub.
shark bait
Oscar kind of knew what he was signing up for when he decided to go to school in America, but he doesn't think anything could've prepared him for the email that said his roommate's name was Logan Hunter Sargeant.
your animal side
Oscar presents late.
an itch under my skin
"There's my pretty thing."
contact-drunk
Oscar doesn't know why he even came to this party.
pretty thing
"Come on, open up."
and you know what just for fun here's the first line of my current wip :)
Williams is the only team on the grid with an all-Beta driver lineup.
oh and i tag: @hourcat @dm3rv @alblondo23 @oversteerey to do if they wish. sorry if you were double tagged <3
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callme-l · 1 year
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"I'm not like other girls"
First of all, I'm not even a girl
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limegreenmonkey · 1 year
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~ Piltover’s Golden Poster Boy! ~
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my favourite thing ever is when someone likes one of my works, follows me and then proceeds to like the rest as if they’re going through and reading them
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girlaskew · 2 years
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Scary how I was thinking about something like a concept and then I logged on here to see the mutuals talking about it
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Reminded me of you bro
Oh my gahhhhd it’s literally me
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baronessblixen · 1 year
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I’m on tiktok and every time someone uses the x files theme in a popular video I’m like, that’s my show !! Lol
Understandable! I'm not on tiktok but I know the feeling well 😁
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omtai · 2 years
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some oc art inspired by imagery from @wizardsisananimal’s awesome wizard quiz!
i really recommend you take the quiz, it was so much fun
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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