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so I'm doing Russian on duolingo and I cannot count the amount of times it made me say "I am eating bread" because for some reason it didn't like how I said "bread" despite saying it exactly how it said it every time.

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put your answer in the tags

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"It's so weird how the companions don't ask how Rook-"

They do. Subtly. Because no one understands why Rook isn't reacting to Varric's death how they should be. They're trying to be gentle.

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NOTHING interrupts my cool guy walk, goddamnit

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Spin this wheel first and then this wheel second to generate the title of a YA fantasy novel!

(If the second wheel lands on an option ending with a plus sign, spin it again)

Share what you got!

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Xena: Warrior Princess 4.17 The Play's the Thing | ID in ALT

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Deathly Echoes | S3 Ep11

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“We’re in a fanfic drought” Tell the writers you like their work.

“All Tumblr ever does is write oneshots now” Tell the writers that you’d love to see them write longer things.

“Nobody updates their fics anymore” Tell the writers you love the fic and want to see more of it.

Tell the writers.

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Love it when suave boys in fiction forget how to word

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If all 4 of your canon LI had to break out all 4 of your PCs (like the Fort Drakon mission) would they be able to pull off a successful rescue mission or is there no way they’d work together?

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Amid all the fear and chaos of potential Iran retaliation and the possibility for Israel to have just started WWIII please remember that in 1953 the US and UK did a coup of Iran and overthrew the democratically elected prime minister and reinstalled a monarchy because the prime minister nationalized Iran's oil.

We could have had peace but oil and profits were more important than democracy.

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First roughly 500 words for a Rookanis WIP, set after the second coffee date. Featuring my named Rook, Ogden Thorne.

The streets of Treviso were a bit lighter, even in the cool evening air. The Antaam were chased off from the city, fractured without a leader to direct them. Ogden could see the city Lucanis loved so dearly starting to return to the life which forces had attempted to cage. Ogden could even note, in this moment, Lucanis seemed to be almost as light as his city, strolling along, still on guard a bit naturally, but not as tense as he’d been in the months Ogden had known him. Yet they both knew a weight was waiting to settle upon his shoulders.

               The Title of First Talon.

               But tonight, it wasn’t about that. It wasn’t about family drama. It wasn’t about the threat of the world ending on their shoulders. Tonight, it was just the two of them beneath the sparkling diamonds in the dark blue canopy over Treviso, the soft sounds of an Antivan band playing in the distance, and the closeness as they continued. Lucanis had suggested going somewhere a bit more private, but they weren’t making their way towards Dellamorte Villa.

               The sound of the music softly grew, and Ogden’s gaze was drawn to a warm light splashing out against the cool shadows of the Treviso streets. A band was playing on the patio, couples dancing to the slow, tantalizing Antivan tune. The gliding tune invited Ogden’s hand to gently move to take Lucanis’s hand, the warmth emulating the light from the patio. Lucanis’s gaze lingered on their entangled hands then slowly drifted up to Ogden, a warm, inviting smile coming to the warden’s face.

               “Dance with me.” His voice held a low, welcoming heat to it as he slowly pulled Lucanis to join the other couples in the dance. With practiced ease, Ogden moved to the music, pulling Lucanis into his arms. He could see a flush come to his partner’s cheeks, but a soft, subtle smile graced his lips.

               “I was not aware you knew how to dance.”

The light tease in his tone brought a low rumble of a chuckle from Ogden’s chest. “I’ve picked up a few steps here and there.” The way his hand fit against the small of Lucanis’s back only invited him to bring him closer, and Ogden swore he felt Lucanis’s breath hitch at the motion. In response, Lucanis’s hand slid up his arm to rest on his shoulder, leaving a wonderful trailing heat where it had touched so lightly.

The music swelled in the night, guiding them along in the swaying motions of the dance.  The light spilled around them, the fire from the lamps seeming to dance in time with their steps. The warmth of their bodies near, trading steps and motions, wrapping about them as if it were a blanket to stave off the nip of the night air. But something Ogden found far warmer than that was the gleam in Lucanis’s soft, dark eyes, and the way that subtle smile was growing. Maker, he would fight to keep that expression on Lucanis’s face. To stay in this moment forever, having him in his arms, the soft glow of the firelight, the weaving of music around them.

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does anyone ever think about how way way back in the day, it was normally thought that people were attracted to people, but it was viewed as being overly lecherous/lustful/whatever to seek out same sex relationships instead of the reproductive m/f sex preferably married to keep the lands within the family or whatever because they thought semen had a little person in it and the woman just carried the little person to be a baby, and that a man who took the passive role was "degrading himself to a status of a woman"

what I'm basically saying is the essentialists or whatever went from "everyone's bi, so keep your desires in check for reproductive reasons" to "everyone's straight, you're just confused"

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[tumblr] sanctioned AI girlfriend anime pussy ads on my dash every minute of every day but god forbid you post a nipple or something.

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Going back in time to when they crucified Jesus. Not to save him (I’m pro choice) but to climb up there and feed him Ibuprofen and mini m&ms from my slightly cupped palm. like one might feed sugar cubes to a horse.