melancholyghoul

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"should we tell authors on ao3 when we have discord conversations about their fics" i don't speak for everyone here but if y'all ever find a group chat discussing my fics you can should must and WILL send me screenshots of the whole damn thing. inflate my ego. gimme

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My ethics professor once told our class that society justifies hating fat people by saying they overburden the healthcare system but no one uses that excuse to hate high level athletes who also disproportionately use the healthcare system

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hey girl awesome pussy. it looks like it was expensive

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Dudes I just remembered ocs I created when I was like 11, a girl with short pink hair and a girl with long blue hair who were in love with each other

Did I... predict caitvi ?

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Hello Buddie people, I am currently writing an AU where Eddie secretly performs as a frontman of a punk band on weekends to help with babysitting costs and such, yknow season 2 era (I'll include a snippet from it under the read more)

I wanted to put out there if you would like yourself or a character of yours or whatever to be a member of this band (bassist, drummer, rhythm guitarist) I'd be happy to write it in :] I am also open to any band name suggestions

Coloured lights turn on at the back of the platform, outlining three silhouettes. The tapping of drumsticks together breaks the silence, and the shadow front and centre begins to strum chords in quick succession, the drums and bass kick in, quickly followed by the spotlights as the frontman begins to sing. A bright, but sultry voice envelops the room, ‘Hey, you got yourself a pretty little mouth,’ The tanned singer takes a breath, flipping his hair out of his eye, ‘I think I wanna rub it the wrong way.’ He arches an eyebrow and scans the crowd, who are energised from the music. Buck takes a moment, entranced by the performance. It’s loud, and the members are easily commanding the room. He looks over the singer, in ripped black jeans and distressed old combat boots. The man holds a black guitar hanging over his hips, a loose black shirt with the sleeves ripped off shows his muscular, honey tinted skin. Buck watches large, yet delicate hands run across the fret board with precision. Then he notices, a calligraphic tattoo wrapped around the left forearm. (Huh, how weird, Eddie has a tattoo like that.) ‘Oh, anyhow, anywhere, kiss me there, kiss me there,’ the frontman sings, stretching his head up, hair flowing backwards. He shakes his head, smiling, and looks at the crowd again, ‘Oh, scream and shout, truth or dare, kiss me there, oh kiss me there.’ Buck feels his whole body flush as he finally sees the man’s face, unobscured by his hair or the microphone as he turns to look at the bassist. Dark brown scruff on his cheeks, the same prominent brow and rounded eyes. He turns his head to his right, the same mole under his left eye. (Holy shit, that is Eddie.). Buck chokes on his drink, coughing up the alcohol that shot into his lungs. He stares dumbfounded at the stage. (Put Chris to bed my ass, what the fuck are you doing Diaz?)

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I will never understand the negativity surrounding oatmeal raisin cookies cause they fucking slap

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What do you mean I can use up all of energy in like an hour by taking a shower, talking online to a few new people and sending a work email

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My official position is that Luigi Mangione is innocent because he's not the real killer and whoever the real killer is is also innocent. Two different people who are both innocent.

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"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic

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thinking about this again

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don’t jokeship with me because 2 hours later i’ll have feels for the pairing.

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I have officially thrown my hat in the ring to run my university's dnd society next year 😌

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I need a soft chill nerdy goth boyfriend and an energetic dumbass sweetheart punk boyfriend

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okay wait coming in late to the game to add my two cents but. whether you think eddie enjoyed it or not is one thing (he did, he very obviously did). but you CANNOT deny that he was good at it. like. if you think eddie 'i feel like i have to perform' diaz wasnt out there learning every damn trick to make it the best goddamn experience a woman could ever have, being in bed with him, INCLUDING and ESPECIALLY when it came to giving head, well. youre simply WRONG.

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been doing these little guy commissions on my ko-fi !

i have a bunch of commission slots open rn and anything helps !

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Imagine how cool the world could be if everyone got everything they want and any money made was put back into the community