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Look. Look. I think the hardest thing about your twenties is the shift from getting shoved towards new frontiers of maturity by, like, puberty and education and the logistics of gaining independence, to you having to shove yourself. It’s a mental recalibration from “you grow up whether you like it or not” to “you can and should keep evolving, but now you have to choose it. And you have to choose it a half-dozen times a day in increasingly annoying ways. And this sucks but the reward is that you get to be a person in the world.”

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"This fic is literally just porn, why do you care about the quality of the editing" unfortunately, both my brain and my dick have strong opinions about verb tenses.

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I'm playing Expedition 33 (which is the same game as Clair Obscur) after watching my dear friend play here and there, and

it turns out that Gustave and Verso are DIFFERENT brunette men, and I was NOT watching my friend play as Gustave for most of the game

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@oh-tobeafrog thank you for inspiring me with this galaxy brain take on my two favorite marvel heroes :)

original post here

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nothing too serious but this thing has been sitting in my head for the past three days

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RATCHET + synthetic energon

Transformers: Prime S1E22 "Stronger, Faster"

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He watched her salute, the smile still plastered on his face, weariness forced to the edges of his expression. With the hand still on her arm, he pulled her a bit closer so that he could rest his other forearm on top of her shoulder, opening his mouth to speak, but seeming too slow to find the words. He let out an exasperated sigh, hanging his head, his forehead briefly resting against hers before he straightened up again, muttering, “damn Common.” ******* Lehala stared up at him, only too aware of the fact that her eyes had widened with the abrupt shortening of the distance between them.  Whatever trail of thought she had followed to this point ground to a halt, and she stood there silent and dumbfounded.  He seemed about to speak, but instead an almost frustrated sigh left him and he hung his head, his forehead coming to rest against her own for but a fleeting moment. But in that moment, Lehala had to fight off several instincts at once.  The first was to flinch, which she only just barely quashed beneath her heel; the second was to slip out of his grasp and step back from him, her training screaming at her to put as much space between herself and the perceived threat as possible; and the third, following closely on the heels of the second, was to simply haul off and headbutt him. It took every ounce of restraint she could muster, her every muscle pulling taut with the effort, but she managed to wrestle each knee-jerk impulse into submission.  Instead, she stood stock still before him, her eyes wide in hardly suppressed shock as an all too obvious warmth flooded her cheeks.

SCREAMS FOR 3 BILLION YEARS

I DID IT!!!! I GOT ART OF LEHALA AND RASOV!!!!! FROM THE MOMENT IN A TEXT RP THAT NEARLY TOOK ME OUT AT THE KNEES!!!!!!!!

It is absolutely perfect!!!!! And I cannot stop staring at it!!!!!! I owe Nikaleles over on deviantart my LIFE and I cannot possibly recommend her enough. Please give her c0mms a look <3

But yeah. chewing on glass gnawing on concrete climbing the walls etc

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How come you're all about "feminism" until it's time to protest? We haven't seen you make a single fucking post about the LA riots and it's really disappointing.

Hi friends. This is your reminder not to reply to questions like this. You do not need to self-report your behavior. This is a guilt trip designed to make you violate your own Miranda rights.

Also, they are not riots (Freudian slip, fed?), they're peaceful protests and are a democratic right under the first amendment.

where to find your local protest donate to legal funds my local immigrant support network

be safe out there, i love you.

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I got so many compliments on this shirt yesterday~

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Sorry, I am not passing this one by.

That IS what dating is. You hang out with someone (more than once!!) while you DECIDE whether you want to be exclusive. Exclusivity has to be agreed on. It doesn't happen automatically! You have to use your mouth words!

I remember the immediate assumption of exclusivity as a part of school-age dating, but in my experience, that ended pretty much the instant college started.

Are we doing confessions? Here’s one

For so long I thought “dating” meant it was fine to go on dates with multiple different people at different times, because I thought the goal was “narrowing it down,” with a possible end goal of “going steady.”

I remember the first time it was a plot point in a show I was watching when a character found out a woman he was dating went on a date with someone else and he was big mad

I was so baffled by this, everything I thought I knew about dating was wrong

Yet only like two years ago did I actually realize that I’m poly

This was sent at the time of the big confessional wave, I think, and just got buried. 🤷sorry

This is something I fully relate to even though I never experienced it. It just makes so much sense to me and I could see how if my early life were just sliiiiiiightly different I could have reached the same conclusions. This is a certified PolyamorousMood™️

on that note, I'll confess that I don't own a vacuum. Lived here for years, floors completed unvacuumed.

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He lies.

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You want to read good books this fine pride month, yes? You want to buy good books from good authors and have a gay time? Of course you do. Buy these and read them. Thank you in advance.

The Wounds of Wisdom by Alexandra Roma

Celin dreams of being a knight. It's a dream that suits her, because when she find the prince of Artrus and his bodyguard being kidnapped, she rushes heedlessly into danger to save them. In doing so, she manifests a rare, blessed power. She's brought to train at the capital, where she grows closer to Prince Alasdair and his companion Nico. It's everything she could have asked for—on the surface. Where the crown of an isolationist kingdom is gathering those with miraculous powers, not all is as it seems.

Five Lords of Dusk by F Malbeck

Long ago, Emin Rif was a vast nation of Dusk Blooded: a people connected to the land and given power over the elements by strange magic. Now it's a human empire. The remaining Dusk Blooded are scattered, their powers waning, unwelcome in their own land. Shye, a young Dusk Blooded who can summon storms, has spent his life evading imperial notice. The wind calls him toward the heart of Emin Rif, but the capital is especially dangerous for Shye. After all, catching the fabled Stormborn would make any imperial hunter untouchable. And so Dorian has personal reasons to pursue the seemingly impossible bounty. But when they find their quarry, things become even more personal, and perilous, for them both.

The Keeper of Lonely Spirits by EM Anderson

Peter Shaughnessy is cursed to see the dead and wander eternally far from home. After two hundred years, he has outlived everyone he's ever loved. He serves the only penance he can: helping unhappy ghosts move on to an afterlife he'll never see. Each time, he travels onward before he can get to know his neighbors, or worse, get attached. But the haunting in a small Ohio town is stronger and more mysterious than Peter expected. As his work draws out, he grows dangerously close to the town's inhabitants and what haunts each of them.

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my top hobbies are shame and embarrassment but i also occasionally dabble in envy

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what am i even doing with my life