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nocternalrandomness · 11 months
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"Annie"
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fuzzkaizer · 5 months
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Grundig - TYPE 22 Fußanlasser
cred: ebay.com/heizungsteile-hamburg
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incognitopolls · 8 months
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houseswife · 9 months
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people who aren’t in the house md fandom assume that the batshit craziness of these plotlines starts and ends with the old man yaoi and the malpractice. you all think you understand? [grabs you by the face] listen to me closely. these patients specifically seek out house because he’s known as the capital-G God of diagnostics. on MULTIPLE occasions someone has come in with seizures, coughing up blood, in multi-system organ failure and the team is like “it says here in the chart that you’ve had sex before?… yeah so we have concluded that ur allergic to cum :/ sorry.” and then are genuinely shocked when their treatment of “no more taking big fat loads from peanis” doesn’t reverse sepsis. this is a medical drama. about medical mysteries
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theloveinc · 1 year
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There's a lot of validity in the idea that older Bakugo is a traumatized pro-hero with major PTSD... but you know what's kinda fucked up to think about? The fact that Bakugo is also a 22-year-old pro-hero with major PTSD even before that, too.
It's almost easy to imagine that things are actually better when he's older (the therapy finally a routine, the trauma long set and on the path to being healed)... and that it's his whole 20s that are spent as a pool of disaster trying to recover from the war(s).
He looks back and barely even remembers being twenty, much less twenty-five or twenty-seven. Barely remembers how little he slept, not at the hands of trying to balance hero work and getting a degree at the same time, but just out of the pure insomnia that came from trying to move on and every nightmare attached.
Hardly ever showering, never shaving (not that he ever grew much of a beard, but the facial hair was definitely there. There's pictures of him on the news with an awkward, grown out haircut and patches on facial hair that make him look positively... immature), barely even eating more than a few protein bars or an energy jelly drink-a day. It's a blur, and his friends are hardly there to pick him up out of it because they're all going through it, too. Somewhat.
It's definitely weird if you meet him during this period. He's not all there, at least, not all of the time. He doesn't really register your interactions, the friendship you extend to him (a younger, or ever older, version of him would've shown you that deep seeded ferocity in response, tried to bite the hand that fed him, even if it were love... but 20s Bakugo... doesn't seem to notice). Even though only one of his eyes is clouded over, the good one never seems to brighten up.
There's definitely moments when the old him shines through: when he's with Deku, when he's in the midst of battle, when he finds out that Todoroki still does a shitty job at chopping scallions. But it's a long time before he's even close to the same, able to step out from underneath the fog of simply surviving and into the sunshine of recovering.
But I think sticking through it with him is worth it.
(It's a weird moment, a happy moment, the first time you realize that Bakugo has changed. That the pouring rain outside hasn't bothered him since he showed up at your apartment. He forgot his umbrella, he's been quite careless ever since the war—wet and shaggy hair frizzed up, cheeks red from cold—but he doesn't seem to mind, with his bare feet up on your coffee table, his eyes gazing out the window. You hand his tea, and instead of gulping it down in one go, letting it burn in his throat, he winces at the heat.
"Tastes like shit," he says, and you laugh because it always does. Just this time, he noticed.)
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this man.
this grim reaper.
would be bratty until you start fucking him.
then he'd melt and be all whimpers and whines and begging for more.
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adeleine-everyday · 7 months
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day 22
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she gets a lot of customer donations
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a-gromova · 1 year
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Zahltag
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astranauticus · 5 months
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a helpful graphic
+ one more entry i have in the black/white doomed yaoi category (and also an orv spoiler)
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crjupdates · 2 years
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carlyraejepsen: New York City! What just happened? I think we just played a sold out show at Radio City Music Hall. I am almost certain but I’m glad these pictures exist incase I don’t believe myself later.
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1925 Bugatti Type 22 Brescia Roadster
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1925 Bugatti Type 22 Brescia Roadster
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1925 Bugatti Type 22 Brescia Roadster
1925 Bugatti Type 22 Brescia Roadster, pulled from Lake Maggiore (between Switzerland and Italy) in 2009 after 73 years. The car was originally registered to a French address but apparently took a dive into the lake in 1935. The Bugatti has four cylinders, a 1.5 litre engine and in its heyday would have reached speeds of close to 100 miles an hour. Rumour has it that the car changed hands in 1934 when Grand Prix driver René Dreyfus lost it in a drunken poker game to Swiss playboy Adalbert Bodé. It is on display at the Mullin Museum, unrestored (last pic).
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nerujikam · 8 months
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QUICK SKETCH GWHHWH finally college break and finished with my merch stuff i can finally sketch them again
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y’all know the reference tehehehe
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t00thpasteface · 4 days
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you know what else i like about chaplain tappman. in the middle of having catastrophic episodes of paranoia and crises of faith and all sorts of horrible nightmares and wondering if he's going completely crazy from all the deja/jamais/presque-vu, he still takes the time to think "i wish i was home having sex with my smokin' hot wife"
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driftingballoons · 3 months
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Hey man good for you
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ssreeder · 2 months
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every time I picture chang in LIAB I just think of those little Italian chef statues people put in their kitchens.
just thought to let you know.
well just so you know when I picture Chang this is all I can think about:
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I have a type <3
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sunscreenstudies · 1 year
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can someone just make a manual on how to make friends as an introverted adult plz
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