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But the thing I will never admit to anyone who's met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don't think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don't know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.

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POSTCARD!!

AHHHHH!!!

No because this is genuinely so pretty. Mosaic art is so 😍

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Tread here.

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Stiles: seriously dude. You can't be bothering me all day because your boyfriend's at work. You need to get a hobby

Isaac: excuse me, I have plenty of things I like to do!

Stiles: Scott doesn't count

Isaac: shit

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Barana Hanabneiho Organisation (BHO)

Darfur Women Action Group (DWAG)

Hadhreen (7adhreen)

Nas Al Sudan

Sadagaat Charity Organisation

Sudanese American Medical Association (SAMA)

Sudanese American Physicians Association (SAPA)

Sudanese Diaspora Network (SDN)

Sudan Tarada Initiative and Save Al Geneina Initiative by Sadiea

Sudanese Red Crescent Society (SRCS)

Sudan Solidarity Collective (SSC)

Takaful Organisation

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Nails day 💅🏼

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why are there so many posts about asexuals being immune to sirens. people. sirens don’t lure you in with sex (necessarily). they sing about whatever it is that you want most. they could sing about mothman or cinnamon toast crunch and guess what then your asexual pirate is fucking dead

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Why hasn’t this been done before?

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Why do you need your earbuds to have a wire so badly?

I am assuming this is about a post I reblogged like six months ago when I went off on forced technological enshitification and the slow erosion of consumer options. But sure, I'll bite.

Why do I "need" my earbuds to have a wire? I dunno, Anon, maybe I:

Don't want to have to worry about recharging my earbuds.

Don't want my earbuds to be even easier to lose.

Don't want my earbuds to need separate accessories that are as easy to lose as the earbuds.

Prefer to have bluetooth turned off on my devices for security and safety reasons.

Like being able to seamlessly plug my earbuds into my computer, my MP3 player, or any other device with a headphone jack.

Don't want to spend 50 dollars on decent wireless earbuds when I can do all the above things with a pair of solid earbuds that cost me like $12 during the Obama administration.

Don't care about what kinds of headphones or earbuds people wear but don't like what it says about our society when other people apparently care what kind of earbuds I'm wearing so much they have send an Anonymous ask to interrogate me about it.

And I guess, more abstractly, because fuck Apple. That's why.

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"You're late," Reverb's voice is a slow, long drawl, and he crosses his legs, one ankle one his thigh, ignores the electric shock and wind in his hair, all over his skin.

Savitar crosses his arms, tilts his head to the side and he's self assured, powerful. He's godly, Reverb likes it, looks at him, stares and doesn't avert his eyes, he adds more, plays more. "You should apologize."

Savitar scoffs and his smirk is a lazy upturn at the corner of his lips, he pushes his bangs with a flip of his hand and puts them back into place. "I had things to do," he answers, his voice low and the electricity a siren call as he approaches the couch, places a knee on it, close to Reverb's foot.

"You speedsters, always so busy, too busy to play," Reverb sighs and he feels so sure of himself, so seductive and seduced by Savitar. He doesn't say it and yet he doesn't mind worshiping him, he knows no version of him would ever refuse this beautiful man.

There's lightning running along Savitar's skin, it's instant, and his eyes are intense and dangerous, he's tall and dark. His smile is gone and he's a threat, albeit a gorgeous one, that Reverb looks up at and yet plays with.

"Speedsters, you say?" Savitar's tone is low and raspy, it's a predator and a feral cat, "are there other speedsters you like to play with?" He's jealous, the God of Speed himself, Savitar, is jealous and Reverb smiles, smirks, feels good and grand in his eyes.

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scisaac in a 3A deleted scene

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popsong: triple fun that way.