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poppis-playhouse · 8 months
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The way my mother talks about girls that have more “developed bodies” is DISGUSTING. The young girl she is speaking about is in the 5TH GRADE but ofc bc they was playing “ hide in go get it” in school that means she will be too..
LET GIRLS EXIST WITHOUT BEING SLUT SHAMED
LET GIRLS HAVE OPPOSITE GENDER FRIENDS WITH OUT LOOKING DOWN ON THEM
GIRLS ARE NOT FAST BECAUSE THEY HAVE MORE DEVELOPED BODIES 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
GIRLS ARE NOT FAST BECAUSE THEY HAVE MORE DEVELOPED BODIES 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
GIRLS 👏🏾ARE 👏🏾NOT 👏🏾FAST 👏🏾BECAUSE 👏🏾THEY 👏🏾HAVE 👏🏾MORE 👏🏾DEVELOPED👏🏾 BODIES 👏🏾
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not-yet-human · 11 months
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I did nothing wrong
and they blame
and blame
and blame…
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cemeterything · 1 year
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the older and weirder i get the more i'm beginning to realize that i was actually a very cool kid who had no shame or fear until i was taught that i'd be punished for it and everything since then has been a slow uphill battle to get that part of myself back
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gomzdrawfr · 2 months
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*points wand at Ghoap* HUZZAH, GET FLUFFY
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discarded design
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yourlocalabomination · 3 months
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I am not immune to funny crackships.
+ Bonus
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l-tora-l · 4 months
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HOYOFAIR : The engines are heated, and we have our racers, technicians, and a... poet!? 2 days left, stay tuned to HoYoFair2024!
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oifaaa · 29 days
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As someone who went to university over in England I know not all English people are dicks with that said I will never forget that while I was in uni I had 3 separate English people try to tell me that the Irish famine wasn't actually "that bad"
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pov you are usagi and u returned to ur home village to pay respects to ur father's grave and ur presence almost ends a marriage
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tubbytarchia · 3 months
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hey treebarkers is this anything
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edandstede · 26 days
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ed and stede would not fuck izzy hope this helps <3
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bleue-flora · 1 month
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Wait... Dream was born on August 12, 1999 and Dream was arrested in the Disc Finale on January 20, 2021 soo... wait, wait, wait, that means he was only 21 when he was imprisoned for life in a small lava covered box!... Did I do that math right? 21?! Man was barely able to drink legally in the United States and they gave him a life sentence in a boiling cell with nothing but lava, raw potatoes, a clock, and some books?!... oh my god...
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ghouljams · 9 months
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waiting for the day cowboy!könig finally decides that enough pining is ENOUGH and just decides to ask bee out on a date.
if bee isn't already wooed enough by how nice this big and handsome man is to her all the time then imagine how much more wooed she'd be when it seems like könig *just* know what she likes and dislikes. she's probably thinking "wow! it's amazing how you can guess what i like and don't like!" and könig (nasty little bastard) is just nodding along like "yes yes of course :3 (innocently)" as if he didn't gather that info from spying on her like bffr !!
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There are too many kindnesses to ignore. König is too nice to you, and you realize you've fallen for him like you remember the sky is blue. It feels like something that's always been there, nurtured with careful hands and soft works. You wonder sometimes if that's the way König is with everyone. If it's just you that thinks about him like this.
Then he touches you, looks at you a moment too long, whispers to himself with words you half catch, and you think the feeling might be mutual. Still, you'd hate to ruin a good friendship on wants and wishes.
You do your best to stay platonic. To ignore the butterflies in your stomach, the tight hope in your ribs, each time you go out with König. Not dates. You tell yourself firmly, coach yourself in the bathroom mirror. Tonight is no different. Just your weekly dinner. Your own personal thank you to König for all his help. You truly couldn't do this without him.
You bump into König as you turn away from the stove and he catches you with a gentle if firm hand on the small of your back. His eyes wide with surprise at your stumble, before they soften. Your heart pounds in your chest, your stomach fluttering with just the slightest touch from him. His hand slides off you, fingers curling like he could hold on just a moment longer if you let him.
You can't take it anymore.
You grab the front of his shirt and tug him down, pushing up on your toes to press your lips against the warm cloth of his bandana. You're not even sure you're kissing the right spot, but it feels right in the way it makes König lock up. Shit. He doesn't even touch you. You pull back, mentally kick yourself for ruining things like you always do.
König all but rips the bandana off when you do, wrapping his arms around you to press his lips to yours without the barrier. You don't have time to process the way he sighs against your mouth, barely can think past kissing him back. You never believed in the whole fireworks thing, but maybe they meant the flip in your stomach, the desperation in the slide of König's lips as he kisses you like he's just come home from war, the shudder he sends through you with just the tilt of his head.
There's nowhere for you to go, completely held by the arms around your shoulders and waist. Well, that's not completely true. You can press more firmly against König. Try to stand taller as you slide your lips against his, feel his tongue swipe against the seam of your mouth entreatingly. There's nothing that could have kicked your brain out of your head quite like his tongue twisting against yours. He's like a furnace, warming you up wherever you touch him as you lean against his broad chest.
When's the last time someone kissed you like this? Made you feel like you were something they'd never get enough of?
The smell of burning food reaches your nose and you turn your head from König's kiss with a loud panicked swear. His arms loosen around you as you turn to switch off burners and stir the pot you were supposed to be watching. Your chest heaves, a little breathless from kissing König, which- wow, first of all. Second of all, you don't really know what you're supposed to do after that.
"I suppose this is a date then?" König answers for you. You laugh, doing your best to salvage dinner.
"You should've told me I would've dressed up." You joke back. König hums, his fingers tracing over your hips to the edge of your shorts, feather light when they skim your skin. You suppress the shiver it sends down your spine.
"You always look beautiful," He tells you softly, and you duck your head, not able to keep the shiver down that time.
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anessthetic · 1 year
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cw: blood
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i’ve peaked a comedy
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lunar-years · 1 year
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Something about how quickly and firmly Keeley told Jamie this wasn't his fault when he first started apologizing, and how Jamie persisted and in being like no, it is my fault, I need to tell you this, I need to explain. How genuine and honest he was with her (the part about how he thought Keeley and Roy only started dating to mess with him or get back at him was so loaded) and how desperately Keeley launched her arms around him.
Basically, I think both of them really, really needed that hug. And you can tell they both care about each so freaking much.
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mayhemspreadingguy · 1 year
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aaaaand it's finally done :D. Coffee shop date.
Why use a chair when there's the better option?
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 108
So this time it wasn’t Danny’s fault, or even Boxy’s fault! And it wasn’t like Pandora’s box was open for more than a split second! But uh, still. This could be a bit of a problem, what with how it’s affected um, well, everyone. Living and ghosts. 
At least it’s not dangerous! Really, how bad can people getting animal aspects be? Well, besides the embarrassment. 
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