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ma-lark-ey · 9 hours
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"we need more weird gays" you can't handle aces & aros. you can't handle queer-platonic relationships. you can't handle it/its users. you can't handle neopronouns and xenogenders. you can't handle polyamory.
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ma-lark-ey · 9 hours
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so uh. has anyone done this yet
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ma-lark-ey · 10 hours
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I don’t care about it at all (I have carried its weight around like a rock on my chest since the very day it happened)
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do you think pushing someone down the stairs is erotic?
god. this is such a difficult question am i under oath
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ma-lark-ey · 11 hours
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straight friend groups be like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*
gay friend groups be like: *passive aggressive food YouTuber* *canadian NHL star* *harvard law student with a pornstache* *tiny unbeatable beer pong champion* *frat star slash science nerd with a 4.0 GPA* *loud and emotional 6′4″ econ major* *overexcited goalie* *ginger bob the builder* *nursey*
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ma-lark-ey · 11 hours
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Make way for Snowbaz!
Simon and Baz saw the Boston sights today with their friend Skee. They even got their portrait drawn by the great Nick Shea!
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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Submitted by @sky-the-snail-fanatic
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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Measured in letters, not syllables. Please do *not* put your deadname in the tags, I don't want to know that
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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society if jay gatsby fell in love with nick carraway :
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Sketch of the boys while we wait for TSC to come out and break our hearts
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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The King's Men - Chapter Seventeen (19)
Day: Friday, April 26th / 27th* Time: 10:05 PM EST
Neil loses sight of Riko when the Foxes swarm him. Gloved fingers pat his head and shoulders, looking for any sign that he's been hurt. Neil tunes out their frantic demands, more interested in listening to Riko's endless, agonized screaming. Then Dan catches his face in her hands and gives him a shake. "Neil," she says, so desperate and afraid Neil has to look at her. "Hey," Neil says, hoarse with exhaustion and heady triumph. "We won." Dan throws her arms around him and buries a choked laugh against his padded shoulder. "Yeah, Neil. We won!"
Art used with permission by Kiiakostet. Thank you @kiiakostet!
*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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The King's Men - Chapter Seventeen (19)
Day: Friday, April 26th / 27th* Time: 10:04 PM EST
Neil wishes he could smile, but it takes all his strength just to look at Riko. The Raven captain and Exy King is staring at the scoreboard like he expects it to change. The Foxes are running for each other, still screaming their fool heads off, but the Ravens stand still as stone. It is the first loss in Edgar Allan's history, and they'd fallen to the unlikeliest of opponents. Neil sucks in a deep breath that rips him open on its way down. "I'd ask you how it feels, but I guess you've always known what it's like to be second, you worthless piece of shit." Riko finally drags his gaze away from the board. He stares at Neil, blank-faced and stunned, and then revulsion twists his expression into something terrible. His racquet goes up over his head but it takes Neil a moment to realize Riko really intends to take a swing at him. Dan screams his name from halfway across the court, but there is nothing Neil can do except watch Riko's racquet start down. He barely has the strength to breathe. Dodging is out of the question. Riko's racquet gets close enough that Neil hears wind whistling through the strings, and then a second racquet comes out of nowhere, big and bright and orange. Andrew puts everything he has left behind his swing and catches Riko across his forearm. Bones give a sickening crunch as they shatter. Riko's racquet clatters harmlessly off to one side, and then Riko is the only one screaming. He stumbles a few steps away from them before falling to his knees and holding his arm to his gut. Andrew puts his racquet down in front of Neil like a shield and watches Riko's breakdown with a bored stare.
Art used with permission by Rosiethorns88. Thank you so much @rosiethorns88!
*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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Riko is rushed out in an ambulance.
Day: Friday, April 26th / 27th* Time: 10:10 PM EST
*Due to the Leap Year, I have opted to highlight the day rather than the date to keep the events in occurrence to the 2007 year. I will continue to mark both days accordingly.
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the next champion, angus mcdonald
[id: a digital drawing of angus mcdonald surrounded by pokemon. a dewott is looking over his shoulder to see what he is reading. a luxray, houndoom and weepinbelle all set behind him. a froslass hovers to the right of angus, and finally a noivern is leaning over him and all the other pokemon. angus is dark skinned with large glasses and small freckles on his cheeks. angus is wearing a green sweater over a white collard shirt with navy shorts, light socks and brown shoes with gold accents. end id]
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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Jean having more of a reaction to boba tea than he does to trans people is so in character in a way I can’t even explain
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ma-lark-ey · 1 day
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Change a single letter and change the word game
I want to play a game with you all.
You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.
Dirt
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