#I LIVE HERE

[lovestory]

TAYLOR SWIFT: THE ERAS TOUR 2023, dir. Sam Wrench

[guzhufuren]

Xiaobao and Huaien in their happily ever after honeymoon era

Uncensored wuxia BL Meet You At The Blossom (2024)

[delioncourtes]

Let there be light.

GOOD OMENS - 2.01 The Arrival

[hyperfocusthusly]

[gayhoediaz]

better than fake mouth static

[squilfmybeloved]

ao3 stop logging me out challenge this is the 5th time in a row I LIVE HERE

[nightcrawlersimpblog]

I think Kurt would fucking hate Oklahoma.

[bedforddanes75]

i'm thinking about these again

[redqueenriverjoy]

Do y'all just like ever think Farah Dowling is your mother and you're her long lost daughter and have magical powers and live in Alfea 🪄🧚🏻‍♀️

and Saul Silva is your dad because those idiots have definitely done it and are so obvious it's sick👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻

and it's actually you getting this hug from her because it's the safest place you can imagine being??

No?? Anyone?

Oh ok I'll go just fuck myself then shall I 😭😭

[cognitivejustice]

Collaboration and inclusion of multiple stakeholders — from government, cities, businesses both large and small, and researchers — across the board has been crucial to building a platform to promote the circular economy in Finland, according to experts.

Similarly, setting clear targets, even if lacking in major ambition, has underpinned the process thus far.

“You do need an ambitious vision. You do need a strategy or road map. But you do need to have numeric targets,” says Raudaskoski from the consultancy Ethica. “Otherwise, there’s this danger it will only be about presentations and speeches, but not real action.”

It’s equally important those targets are based on “robust” scientific evidence, says Berg from SYKE.

A key lesson from Finland, says Sitra’s Forslund, is the importance of education. Early on, the innovation fund partnered with research institutions to develop circular economy learning modules.

“If we want a kind of systemic shift, then we need to really work with education and circular economy,” he says.

“In many fields the transition to new practices is so big that it requires completely new skills and capabilities from different actors.”

[devilat-thedoor]

my home

my vacation beach house

my lakeside cabin retreat

my glamorous penthouse apartment

if you guys ever wanna visit, just let me know…

[captainblou]

He could do weird things with his tongue

[skitskatdacat63]

Un-Follow Me Now, This Is Gonna Be the Only Thing I Tweet About For The Next Week. Ive Wanted This For Years Fuck. What The Fuck.

[marriedzukka]

sokka + izumi

[paingoes]

Just Kidding ;P

i dont know why i was so determined to do the fake-out ending for some reason i just thought it would be really funny to leave you hanging for a day. destroyer IS technically over but thats only because this is where the story splits in two :)

Rubies is Delta’s post-captivity arc, pretty heavy on comfort and the aftermath of severe abuse/conditioning. light elements of dubious (but very well-intentioned!) caretaking and dehumanization.

Crash-Out is Paris’s post-royal arc. I don’t want to put too fine a point on it or spoil anything but since it’s Paris you can expect there will be a lot of discussion around addiction and abusive behavior. also there will be lady whump! 

i carried over the same taglist from Destroyer because these are continuations of the same story but if the change in content is something that turns you off and you’d like to be removed from either of them please let me know! 

as you know Destroyer had kind of an insane update schedule and i will not be able to maintain that for two stories at once, especially not as summer ends. this will likely be more of a slow burn.

also there will probably be a few more of those bonus chapters for Destroyer just in case you think delta got off too easy. so i guess even thats not really “over”.

anyway! thanks again for all the support <3 !

[loquaciousquark]

I have an elderly neighbor who lives across the street from me. She's eighty-seven and survived pancreatic cancer last year (she went into surgery and they got it all), and she's one of the spryest elderly ladies I've ever met. She walks up and down our street daily and still doesn't use a walker or cane, and she has at least a dozen grown grandchildren and several young great-grandchildren who all visit her often.

A few months ago, I had to call her and ask a favor: I'd ordered myself some cut flowers, and they'd been delivered early while I was out of town. I'd set out a vase by the counter just in case; would she mind terribly using her spare key to put them in water for me? Not at all, not at all, and the flowers were saved until I got back.

Today I was out working in the garden when she came by on her daily walk. She came over to chat and said she was going to have to be the nosy neighbor; she'd seen an organ in my house when she'd come in to do the flowers, and did I play? Where did it come from?

I told her it had been my grandmother's and I'd asked for it when she died. My grandfather had bought it for her in the sixties and we used to sing Christmas carols around it during the holidays. I played very, very badly, but I'd be happy to show her if she wanted to see it. She did, very much, and she happened to be free now, and obviously I happened to be free now, and the next thing I knew in she'd come.

So I showed her my grandmother's teacups and the Japanese screen my grandfather had bought during World War II and the organ, and I was very glad that my monthly house-cleaning service had come just this morning. Hamlet behaved himself beautifully and brought her his new cow crinkle toy, and then I turned on the organ and badly sight-read my way through four or five first-grade-level pieces for her. It was embarrassing and wonderful and she told me stories about her daughter who's a lawyer in Washington State who'd love to see this organ, and she'd have to bring her over next time she came to visit.

And then I walked her out and we talked about my garden and her garden and the stray cats in the neighborhood; she said she hadn't seen the kittens, but knew they were probably in her backyard (or other neighbor-up-one's backyard under their deck), and she'd let me know if she saw them.

It was just a beautiful moment, not more than twenty minutes, and I'm so glad I had the chance to share it with her.