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nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

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bahandis​:

for: open!

location: the sunset hills public library 

“i’m sorry you cannot seriously sit here and say to me that you think any fantasy novel series is better than lord of the rings.” rory’s face was aghast, affronted by the horror of someone believing that anyone had bested tolkein. the streetlights surrounding the library had dimmed to a warm amber color and in its last thirty minutes of operation the library was ghostly silent. rory glared from behind her coke-bottle round glasses and wrapped a hunter green cardigan a little tighter around her frame. “i mean there’s just no possible way. middle earth as a whole is one of the most compelling fantasy worlds out there, the original fellowship of the ring on their own are such an emotional core that i don’t think any series has replicated. i mean it created the blueprint for the kinds of pathos we see in fantasy novels to this day!”

“it’s not that i think there’s anything better,” kennedy counters, with a playful sigh, “at least not yet.” the man is talking with his hands, as if he is creating worlds with them. his bag is full of books that have already been checked out, which will probably be returned within the next three days. “ it’s just that, the relatability is wearing thin. it’s old,” he says pointedly. “how much literature is there about the religious symbolism? compare that with how much literature talks about queerness. it’s almost none. today’s audiences, especially these kids, need something they can relate to on a deep level.” the former english major rests, at least for now.

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( elliot fletcher , trans-man , he / him , twenty - three ) a little birdy told me KENNEDY MORGAN just moved to sunset hills . have you met them yet ? i heard them driving down the street playing PRAISE YOU by FATBOY SLIM , they sounded a little pitchy but they had the spirit ! must be their favorite or something . hey … it looks like they just moved into DUSK DRIVE . have you heard about what they do for a living ? someone told me they’re a BARTENDER , but who knows if that’s even true . guess we’re just gonna have to wait and see . nervous ? don’t be , i think you’re gonna get along just fine ! i can’t wait to see what they get up to .

OKAY this is kennedy, and again pls mind the triggers y’all <3

tw pregnancy, drug addiction, foster care / adoption

When Amelia Morgan found out she was pregnant at 19, there was a terrible mix of emotions. First anger at herself for being so careless. The anger turned into excitement at the fact that she was going to be a mom. That excitement was quickly overcome by fear for herself and her baby. Amelia was a drug addict and the thought of withdrawal made a safe and healthy pregnancy seem impossible. She tried though. 

Eight months later, she gave birth to Kennedy. Kennedy was assigned female at birth. This would change over the course of his life, but we’ll get to that later. Amelia was unable to take care of Kennedy and he was almost immediately placed in foster care. She sent Kennedy off with a letter that he keeps in pristine condition and often reads to ground himself.

So, that is where Kennedy would stay for the first fourteen years of his life. Transitioning between families and group homes, switching schools. It wasn’t like he ever acted out or was particularly unruly. But things never fit right for him. It was never the right family, never the right school, never the right clothes, never the right body. Often, reading and dreaming were his best escapes to the world of loneliness he experienced while in foster care.

Kennedy realized he was a trans male at 12. Or at least that is when he found the language to describe why he always felt uneasy in his own body. He kept this mostly to himself until he was fourteen, when the pieces started to fit. The Levy’s were a welcoming family, an active part of the Chicagoan reform Jewish communities. with two kids of their own and willing to care for more. He was only supposed to stay for a couple months, but walking into their home felt comfy. After the social workers left, after he was settled into his bedroom, and after the Levy's own children had gone to bed, Kennedy sat down with Melinda and Moshe. He laid out everything, told them his name, his pronouns. And for one of the first times in his life, he felt accepted.

After this, he went to university for English and graduated just this past May. He’s going to be taking a year off before beginning his ph.d. in English! He’s a bartender right now while he figures his life out. Also looking for all different types of connections for him so hit me up! 

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SHAMELESS. 8X03 | GOD BLESS HER ROTTING SOUL.

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Elliot Fletcher

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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal" some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.

— Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959

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I love being bisexual. I love it, I love being attracted to multiple genders. I love men, women, and people no matter where they fall on the nb spectrum. I love being bisexual and I feel blessed to be bisexual.

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i get so affectionate when i’m sleepy it’s disgusting

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i want to be k*ssed

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Sophocles, Elektra (trans. Anne Carson)