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It’s been a strange day. First, I lose a good Tumblr friend and then I end up blocking someone who I don’t know that accused me via chat of being someone named “Steve” and ghosting their friend with stage 4 cancer. Maybe that person was an AI bot, but who knows. Just weird.
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gravity-rainbow · 1 year
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john lennon -nobody told me
"strange days indeed"
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christinered · 6 months
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Tits and Drugs...Right out in the open.
It's November and these lost souls don't seem to realize coats might be good here.
I'd mention it but WE DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH CRAZY JUNKIES.
Seems the weirdness will be following me back to Brooklyn.
Wow....Well...You know what I've been telling you is true Kinksters....
New York City...Never the same day twice.
~Red
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basicgrayson · 5 months
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My older brother and I don't really get along, at least we haven't for the last few years. We used to be really tight as teenagers, but as we got older, he developed a lot of anger issues. He'd lash out at everyone around him and refused to seek professional help. So I went about as no-contact as it's possible to go when someone lives literally next door to you.
He moved to Florida about a year ago, which was a huge relief to be honest. We had a pretty big argument before he left, which was probably the most we'd spoken in years, and we haven't spoken since, which suited me fine.
Well, last night he turned up in my dream. He sometimes does, but the interactions are never good. But last night's dream was different. We were just speaking and joking around like old times. It was kind of nice.
Then I woke up to see that, for the first time in years, he texted me. He wished me a happy belated birthday. Said he hoped I had a great day. Sent smiley faces and everything.
So I thanked him and told him I had a pretty good birthday. Then I came out to him.
Definitely a bizarre series of events, even for me.
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megannabell · 5 months
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Sonic's having a world tour?
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Looks like I am still without my ADD meds.
I was supposed to get back on them at the first of the school year having taken the summer off. However the coral dress went pushed everything back. Then because I was off my ADD meds I miss my next three doctors appointments. Finally got in to see the doctor no problem got it all filled ready to go. I get a text from Walmart saying it is in and I go to pick it up.
I get there and they say oh we don't have any ----there is a nationwide shortage you might want to talk to your doctor about that.
I know there is a nationwide shortage.
I am a teacher and all of our ADHD kids are running wild because their parents cannot get a hold of the proper meds. I'm well aware of this.
But why send me a text and tell me you have my medication when you actually do not?!
My doctor is actually leaving and I'm being transferred to another doctor so now I've got to play Russian Roulette of doctors and see what doctor I can get a hold of and what doctor is actually going to try to help me. All I want to do is be able to remember things.
Next up on what I call the WTF scale:
I have a very dear friend that has been my best friend for 42 years.
She moved away our sophomore year of high school and we have kept up with each other one way or another ever since. Lately though because of school I have not been able to message her on Facebook like I used to.
So a few days ago I had enough time to put up a massive massive message to her via voice text. I told her everything has been happening in the last 4 months:
Everything at school, the testing, the costume days, halloween, and then I told her about the suicide of my friend Ben and a horrible that had been and everything that went with that. I told her about the four field trips I was forced to go on and a bunch of other stuff.
2 days later I got a response and simply said:
I still love you even though we never talk.
WHAT TGE HELL WAS I JUST DOING????
And the top everything off almost all of my dreams last night were of high school, a place I have not been since 1989, and all the cool kids that I wanted to be friends with suddenly inviting me to their parties.
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mondaymelon · 1 year
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just this once. (scaramouche x gn!reader)
warnings/notes! sick insomniac reader, scara is a bit of a meanie in the beginning, fluff, implied suggestive content
(a/n) gift for kyoi!! ive been bribed to write this - also this is scaramouche, not wanderer! takes place before sumeru archon quest - requests are open at the time of writing this btw!!
epilogue in the tags!!
enjoy!!⋆。°✩
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"Idiot."
"Hey!"
"What? I'm not the one who's sick right now. Only idiots catch colds." Scaramouche sneered at you, dark violet eyes gleaming cruelly.
"I've got a fucking weak immune system!!" Protesting, you crossed your arms and pouted from where you lay buried underneath the blankets on your bed.
"As a puppet, all I can say is that human bodies warrant more trouble than they're worth. As far as I'm concerned, you're the one who has the lacking side of the bargain here." Scaramouche rolled his eyes at your antics, only laughing quietly to himself when you abruptly sneezed.
Sniffling, you glared up at him. "Ugh, seriously? I'm sick right now, can we just..." You gestured your hands wildly, not exactly sure what point you were trying to prove. "...not?"
"As if."
"Be roommates with Scara, they said... it'll be fun, they said..." Cursing under your breath you sighed dramatically. "Who am I kidding right now??"
The Fatui Harbinger just stared at you, a smile playing at his lips. "Go on, it's fun seeing you so worked up over nothing. Ah~ truly. Why go circuses from Fontaine when you already have such a dramatic show in front of you?" Scaramouche let out a bout of laughter, only pausing when you sneezed yet again.
Groaning loudly, you flopped back onto your pillow with a soft thump. Scaramouche watched your movements as if he had nothing better to do.
"So... are you just... going to stand there? Ominously?" You sent a pointed look at the violet-haired man, arms crossed, eyes half-open and staring down at you.
"Maybe I will."
"Whatever then. Goodnight." You turned over, gripping your plush blankets with one hand with the other propped under your head while you tried not to think about Scara's burning gaze on you. And although you were tired, tired was an understatement, you couldn't find it in you to fall asleep. Either it was the Fatui Harbinger standing by your bedside and seemingly waiting for you to fall asleep, or maybe it was just your insomnia being a bitch. Your heart hammered in your ears. Why now, out of all times, had you had to get sick?
"Hey. You okay?"
What was that?
"Turn around for a second. I can't see your face." There was a note in the man's voice that you had somehow never heard before. The sneering tone was gone, for once and it had been replaced with someone a lot more mild.
"...Okay." Turning around, you felt your face flush at the sight. Some time had passed, and now the bright moonlight streamed into the room through the windows on the adjacent wall. Scaramouche stood there, chin slightly lifted, gaze unwavering, his hair ruffled lightly and an almost worried expression on his face.
...worried...?
Scaramouche leaned forward, brows furrowing at your red face. Gently cupping your cheek, easily taking you by surprise, he frowned slightly. "You're burning up."
"W-What-??"
"Stay here. Don't get up or even try to move or you will overexert yourself. I know your limits far more than you do." Scaramouche pressed a finger to your lips, effectively shushing you. However, his eyes were still uncharacteristically soft, expression weary, almost. He was acting so... soft. And it was almost scaring you. "I'm going to get you an ice pack and something to drink."
Not really sure how to respond, you just nodded.
Scaramouche smiled at your reply. And it was strange. Really, really strange. Bursts of something you couldn't exactly decipher spread throughout your body, lighting up something in your heart. It was hard to describe, as much as it was hard to feel it. As soon as you had broken out of your daze, the harbinger was already gone.
So, you sat there, and waited.
And before long, he was back. This time, carrying a little wooden tray with two cups on it. One for you, and on for him. You didn't even know Scaramouche was capable of acting like this. You gratefully accepted the cup, sipping the drink happily. It was on nights like these that you truly were able to appreciate how lucky you were.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Mhm. Thanks... for well, everything you've done for me tonight." You beamed at him. Your fever had gone down, and now the night air felt cold on your skin. You were in a Fatui encampment in Shneznaya, but the only thing it made you do was make you long for the warm afternoons of Liyue.
Scaramouche had pulled up a chair - when, you had no idea. He silently nodded before trailing his gaze back up to you.
"Still can't sleep?"
"Ah... well..." You let out a sheepish giggle, placing your now-empty cup on the nightstand beside your bed. "You know how it is. I have trouble falling asleep."
Scaramouche stayed silent at that, and didn't say anything. You had begun to think you had somehow offended him, and he was thinking up of ways to dispose of your body before he finally spoke again. "Are you cold?"'
You nodded truthfully before saying, "It's only to be expected, though. Even with the Fatui's high technology heating systems, Shneznaya's permanent winter just can't be beaten." Shivering, you huddled up the blankets on your bed tighter.
"Then...
...Can I sleep with you? Just this once?"
Caught you off-guard was an understatement. A severe understatement. You stared at Scaramouche, who was busy examining the floor, face flushed. "...Can you repeat that?"
"Ugh- You-!" Scaramouche cut himself off, face red. "I'll sleep with you. Just for tonight."
...scara's blushing. "Why so flustered?" you jokingly retorted, somewhat enjoying the current situation.
"Is that a yes or a no?"
"Hmmm~ well, you'll have to give me some time to decid-"
Scaramouche didn't let you finish. He rushed forward, holding your shoulders in his tight grip as he fell onto you. Strands of hair framed his face in a picturesque manner as you stared up at him from where he had you pinned on the bed. Not even letting you stop to breathe, he pressed your wrists above your head and into the mattress, your eyes widening as you felt a warm pair of lips meet yours. He stole your breath away as he pulled back, glistening eyes dilated as he smirked down at you. His usual expression was beginning to dawn back on his face as he leaned into you and whispered into your ear:
"I don't think you'll ever have trouble sleeping again."
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dont-offend-the-bees · 3 months
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God I fucking miss my days of Dirk Gently fandom
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lightningtitties · 8 months
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get in loser we’re planting a seed from a hive-minded-fungus-and-skeleton-filled-slimy-organism that’s the leader of a creepy cult on the moon
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ingravinoveritas · 7 months
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(CW: Harassment, stalking.) I went to the grocery store this afternoon and moments after I set foot in the door, this guy started talking to me. I didn't even realize he was talking to me at first, because he was muttering something about the bus kicking him off and that he didn't know what to do. He then asked me to call him an Uber to New York, even as I was walking quickly to the produce area, and I soon realized that he was matching my pace to keep up with me. He fucking followed me from one side of the store all the way to produce, and perhaps the creepiest thing of all was that he was laughing as he followed me--this awkward, weird laugh, as if this was all supposed to be hilarious.
I literally had to say "Please do NOT follow me!" loudly to get him to stop. But what if he hadn't? He could have had a gun, or a knife, or who knows what, and I feel like I only got lucky that me saying that got him to stop. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with men to think that it's okay to follow a woman (or anyone) like this, but it was incredibly upsetting and I am still shaken up/pissed off from the whole thing...
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gravity-rainbow · 2 years
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11:46am pst Sunday September 18 2022
Driving home and on the side of the street two young girls are carrying a car door with a piece of white paper sticked to it.
Puzzling.
It might be some sort of ritual here? It does make me wonder if it's a pre-autumn rite. Perhaps this happens every year but I have failed to see it because I am not of this tribe?
The other thought is maybe it's for sale? I mean sure. Who hasn't driven down the road. Grumbling because one of their doors is missing? And finding two young girls carrying the door they need but in a different color? Thinking, "awww I am complete now."
I like to think that the sticker says "free for good home." Somebody might take it home and put it in their kitchen chair and have tea or coffee with it. Telling the door about their day.
Strange.
Strange days indeed.
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bmpmp3 · 5 months
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it always bugged me in movies when characters make like a blood pact with someone or a demon or something and they cut across their palm to get the blood 'cause it seemed like was a bit overkill and it also looked kinda painful but a few days ago i ended up doing that to myself in a very foolish woodworking accident (no demon pacts involved just me not being careful enough 😔 btw dont do woodworking at midnight) and lemme tell u i was RIGHT if u need blood for a demon pact DO NOT cut your hand it bleeds a lot and if u cut too deep or in the wrong spot your muscles get weird and nerves get all prickly and its hard to do so many things one handed I CANT imagine a demon pact would be worth it. just like i dunno. nosebleed on the summoning circle instead. respect yourself
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green5quirrel · 2 years
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I mean, I'm still distraught as fuck, but Bruce Horak's Instagram story is giving me life!
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There's no dummy here, Bruce. You're both beautiful!
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100/100 Would watch.
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omtai · 8 months
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im so sleepy is anoyone else so sleepy here
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cthulhusstepmom · 7 months
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Happy twenty-third day of the month of September in an early year of a decade not too long before our own the human race suddenly encountered a deadly threat to its very existence and this terrifying enemy surfaced as such enemies often do in the seemingly most innocent and unlikely of places to all who celebrate.
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kageprountranslated · 2 years
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Mekakucity M’s Promo Calendar Scans
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These are scans from a 2015-16 calendar included as a promo item with some copies of Mekakucity M’s Complete Box bought from the Japanese store Animate.
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