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jung-koook · 9 hours ago
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q. does bts dye their hair? jungkook: do you really think hobi have white hair 💀
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uroko · 19 hours ago
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げろ吉。  💜
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firstfullmoon · 14 hours ago
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On summer nights the world moves within earshot on the interstate with its swish and growl, an occasional siren that sends chills through us. Sometimes, on clear, still nights, voices float into our bedroom, lunar and fragmented, as if the sky had let them go long before our birth.
In winter we close the windows and read Chekhov, nearly weeping for his world.
What luxury, to be so happy that we can grieve over imaginary lives.
— Lisel Mueller, “Late Hours”
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zhanqzhehan · 9 hours ago
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The Devil Judge Episode 2
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firstfullmoon · 17 hours ago
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“I was twenty-one, and I was trying my hardest to be permeable, to be alive to other people’s sufferings, but I didn’t know how to stop being permeable when it was pointless, when it was ultimately narcissistic, when it did no good. I felt, monstrously, that there was no boundary between my situation and the larger situation, between my tiny injustices and the injustices everyone faced. I was so naïve, and violence seemed to be everywhere: a bus thundering through my village at night hit a person and kept driving; a drunk man threw a child against a wall. It was the first time that I fully understood myself to be subsumed within a social system that was unjust, brutal, punitive—that women were suffering because men had dominion over them, that men were suffering because they were expected to perform this dominion, that power had been stacked so unevenly, so long ago, that there was very little I could do. 
This resulted in a state of mind that felt delusional and paranoid and underwater, so much so that I’m still not sure what exactly happened, whether I was overestimating or underestimating the danger I was in in any given situation, whether I was imagining the boys at the market who grabbed me as I walked past them on a side road, or the extra twenty minutes I spent in the cab begging the driver to take me home—or if, in the fifteen seconds that elapsed between my host father kissing me and me calling my friend, I had somehow simply imagined, or, worse, somehow instigated, the whole encounter. I was furious when my administrator blew me off, and I buried my anger because I understood that I was being entitled; I had it so easy compared to every local woman I knew. But even the suggestion that I was making something out of nothing made me wonder if I was, in fact, making something out of nothing. I started wanting things to happen to me, as if to prove to myself that I wasn’t crazy, wasn’t hallucinating. Spiky with resentment, I glared at men who looked at me too closely, daring them to give me another even to write down in my little secret file of incidents, daring them to make visible the dawning sense I had of women living in a continual state of violation, daring them to help me realize that I wasn’t making any of this up. I wish I had known […] that the story didn’t need to be clean, and it didn’t need to be satisfying; that, in fact, it would never be clean or satisfying, and once I realized that, I would be able to see what was true.”
— Jia Tolentino, from “We Come from Old Virginia,” in Trick Mirror: Reflections on Self-Delusion
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maypills · 11 hours ago
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sir you are under arrest for having the cutest smile known to man
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beforevenice · 8 hours ago
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In today’s rush, we all think too much — seek too much — want too much — and forget about the joy of just being.
// Eckhart Tolle
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yjunies · 3 hours ago
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#moarevival — week two ↳ favourite music video — cat & dog
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cinnamonest · 17 hours ago
Imagine Childe taking advantage of poor stupid lamb hybrid darling and fucking her behind scaras back imagine scara when he finds his darling with bite marks that aren’t his 😳😳
Sounds like Hu Tao is about to have a new client 🔪
But for real leetle lambgirl coming all sniffly and hiccuping with little sobs bc she feels weirdly violated and doesn't understand :( wants master to make her feel better so she seeks him out and gets nuzzly, bleating and shifting onto his lap... And he sees the bites and just "????" and when she explains the mean guy did all those things usually only master does to her, held a hand over her mouth and made her promise not to tell anyone, she feels bad for breaking a promise but she has to tell master right?? And he just absolutely loses his shit lmao
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ask--star · 9 hours ago
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“ What even are they? If electric moves don’t work, then what! “
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“ I think we should duck-- For our safety. “
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“ Huh, Why? “
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cinnamonest · 8 hours ago
Zhongli found it so...cute, how desprately you tried to cater to him. While the others had to be explicitly invited to the teapot, the prime of the adepti could freely come and go from the realm within. So often he would find you in deep thought, carefully planning the layout in a way he knew that /you/ knew would please him. Being able to see how much joy the simple world gave you, away from the strife and fights of the real world, it brought out a docile and relaxed side of you that he couldn't help but /adore/. How you would invite him over for tea and stare out into the endless expanse and murmmer to yourself about how you'd love to stay here forever, in a voice you thought he couldn't hear.
But he was the (former) Geo Archon. He was no stranger to hearing the prayers of others.
So rarely did he act on them, but with you...it was aa special case. You deserved the world, if he could give it to you.
And so he would get you a gift.
The cutest little collar, one that would prevent yoh from ever having to leave this paradise you carved for yourself, for both of you. Ah ah, don't try to leave so suddenly, the exits were already blocked. Well, except to him. Come now, you already said you'd accept any gift given by him, right?
Right?
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