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thursdayinspace · 2 days
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I have an insane amount of feelings about Mulder breaking down by Scully's bedside in Redux II. No, not breaking down. He doesn't break down. He breaks. For a moment, all his walls crumble and we get to see everything he's holding inside, to a point where it seems almost voyeuristic to be watching. Sure, it's shippy af -- he so obviously loves her and carries all this fear and despair that wants out. But it's so much more too.
He doesn't wake her. He needs this moment for himself. It's too private for even her to see. As so many things in his life, this is a burden he thinks he's supposed to carry on his own. He doesn't want her to worry about whether or not he's going to be okay without her. Because we get to see here, more clearly than ever before, that he doesn't think he would be. This is him being completely and utterly broken by the fear of losing her.
And it doesn't look like a moment he let's himself have because he needs to; it looks like a moment that just happens to him because his world is shattering into pieces and the shards are cutting into his soul until he can't ignore the bleeding any longer. His body can't keep going. And then he glues the pieces back together as much as he can and keeps going anyway.
But that moment is so far beyond seeing him vulnerable. He's in so much pain. And he's all alone in it. Because the one person who would be able to understand and to hold him together is the one person he can't share this with.
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lily-s-world · 24 hours
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Do you ever think about Julie and the Phantoms and feel a violent urge to burn Netflix to the ground for cancel it after just one season?
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Good Morning 'round The Clock and 'round The Calendar.
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lyrichi · 1 month
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Beel, walking up to mc: do you wanna go to Hell's Kitchen with me?
mc, one ear bud in and only half paying attention: the fox show starring Gordan Ramsey??
Beel: ...what?
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andisupreme · 2 months
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I moved recently to start a new job and part of my commute now involves one of those high capacity toll booths where a two lane road suddenly flares out into 5-7 lanes of total anarchy with no lines anywhere, and then narrows back down to two lanes again, and we're just supposed to sort ourselves out? Who designed this
anyway I dreamed up this helpful anatomical guide on the drive home
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mywingsareonwheels · 5 months
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“And sin, young man, is when you treat people like things. Including yourself. That’s what sin is.”
“It’s a lot more complicated than that –”
“No. It ain’t. When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they’re getting worried that they won’t like the truth. People as things, that’s where it starts.”
“Oh, I’m sure there are worse crimes –”
“But they starts with thinking about people as things…”
(Granny Weatherwax, to Pastor Mightily Oats, Carpe Jugulum, Terry Pratchett.)
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ekbe-vile · 6 months
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"A Smoothie (Fight Me)"
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thatwildwolfart · 3 months
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serotonin is stored in the turian nosey
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flowerytale · 11 months
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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923-1927
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turns-out-its-adhd · 6 months
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lemonemenom · 1 year
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contrary to popular belief, y’all maybe don’t need to stand that close…
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dustypineapple · 9 months
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…they’re animating him with his little fangs now.
they’re animating him with his little fangs now.
tHEY’RE ANIMATING HIM WITH HIS LITTLE FANGS NOW—
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nelkcats · 1 year
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Changing the ending
Recently, Clockwork started treating dimensional events like a TV show. He could be time itself but he wasn't going to take care of all the dimensions; considering the number of times they destroyed themselves it really didn't make sense.
Danny accompanied him, it was quite funny, and there was a dimension that he liked to observe, Clockwork called him "How to die a thousand times" but the halfa only called it "Detective Comics" or "DC" for short. Everything about it reminded him of a comic if he was being honest.
It was a messy dimension, it had been reset so many times it was worrying and had several alternate line screens that ended very badly. Danny winced at the DC Zombies screen combining with another, that dimension worked in weird ways.
Both he and Clocky prepared for the season finale, a reveal about a hero named "Batman", when he saw Clockwork throw his popcorn at Alfred's death. His mentor was devastated, he used to avoid using his future vision to not "spoil" the ending, but it was obvious that Alfred was his favorite character.
When all of it ended horribly for the original dimension, Danny and Clockwork looked at each other. That ending was very unsatisfying, so they decided to...change it. They had some time to waste after all.
They disguised themselves as a couple of normal civilians, went back to the start of the problems, and started changing all the bad endings they could find (without interfering with some things, even if Danny wanted to save Jason, Red Hood had to happen).
Spoiler alert: Those heroes die a lot, and apparently they're determined to die!
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becca-e-barnes · 25 days
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Last week I had a full 9-5 day of meetings with no break but it really got me thinking about how much more fun that could’ve been with my Bluetooth controlled vibrator 🙈 Especially with someone like CEO!Bucky who has your calendar and knows what a long day you have ahead of you.
You received a message early in the morning telling you to make sure your toy was fully charged and slipped inside you by 9:30 and there was no way you weren’t going to follow that instruction.
The anticipation alone was enough to let the toy slip in easily and you found yourself distracted enough to almost forget it was there by 10am.
Around 10:15 you felt it start up and it almost made you jump. It wasn’t too intense, just unexpected but you could tell you’d kept control of your expression. People probably wouldn’t notice on a video call anyway.
‘That’s nice.’ You send the text off quickly, hardly looking away from the laptop screen.
‘Good. I’m pacing you.’ The reply almost drew a shiver from you. You can just imagine yourself sitting here all day, writhing in desperation by 5pm.
Incrementally, the intensity of the toy creeps up and up over the next hour until it reaches around half its maximum intensity and then it drops off again.
You’re convinced you’re bound to be dripping. Your panties are absolutely soaked through, the insides of your thighs are slick under your dress and you almost whimper each time the toy changes slightly.
‘Still enjoying yourself?’ The text makes you hesitate because you’re almost not sure that you are. Do you need more or less? Any more and you’ll undoubtedly cum and you’ll have to hide it from the people on the screen. Plus, you’re quite confident that your climax won’t be a reason for him to stop. If you ask for less though, you’re stuck here all day, unsatisfied and frustrated.
‘Fuck, yes.’ That feels like the best response you can manage.
‘Good.’ You hardly have a chance to read the notification before the toy ramps up inside you, far more intense than the 50% you’d been getting.
The vibrations are wonderful and within a few seconds, you’ve flicked your camera off so you can grind you hips pathetically, riding out an incredibly overdue high against your office chair.
It’s not long after that the toy drops back down again, slowing to a light buzzing that keeps you dizzy but not overworked.
‘If you turn your camera off again, I might just bend you over your desk and let them all watch while I fuck you myself.’
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babypanther95 · 2 months
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One of my first experiences, upon no longer being in Israel and returning to my regular job as a teacher, is a student leaving a note in my classroom that says "Ms. --- is a Jew. No Jews. Hitler to come back." So you know. Really wish I was still in Israel or at least wasn't the only Jewish person at the school (teacher or student). By the way, I teach 6th grade...
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dngsicheng · 9 days
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this ramadan please don't forget our brothers and sisters in sudan, yemen and syria
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