frobby · 1 year ago
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The BEST thing about sherliam is that the change eachother. We love to joke about one or the other but the change is completely mutual. William, who has never had a day of true rest in his life is changed by being loved, that his life is worth living and he's allowed to be happy and at peace. Whereas Sherlock was terribly bored and kind of a wreck finally had something to put his energy in to. He became someone to depend on, his flippant nature turned to loyalty because of love. They put each other at ease. They complete each other
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pseudobohemianlosers · 2 years ago
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gene wilder’s yass-pilled frederick frankenstein would win in a fight against victor frankenstein any day.  he could out-dance him, too.  
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ankhlesbian · 2 years ago
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Teehee a wee bit o alcohol at lunch is actually great for work productivity
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valkyrietookmoved · 2 years ago
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Man.... Reading old conversations is equally comforting and sad
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gillionstits · 2 months ago
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IM FREEEEEE😭😭😭😭
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blazeball · 2 months ago
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response to this audiobook poll, kind of
by "functionally the same/different," i mean it as: do you consider it a completely different experience from reading the book visually? akin to watching a movie adaptation or reading a plot synopsis? genuinely really curious about this
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mattalba · 9 months ago
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Mini Split AC in Huntington Beach
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mars-ipan · 2 years ago
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ohhhhh to be laying in bed
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bananawolfpower · 5 months ago
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aplit
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pink-princess-pussy-pop · 7 months ago
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FEARLESS - You Belong With Me
Rafe Cameron x Reader Taylor Swift AU
Warnings: Not with the OBX plot, Sofia sucks, Rafe low-key sucks, language, not proofed
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You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset. She's going off about something that you said, 'cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.
You were sitting in your room, pushing yourself in circles on your desk chair while Rafe was on the phone with Sofia, sitting on your bed. They've been going back and forth about a comment he'd made about Homecoming.
I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like and she'll never know your story like I do.
You had been working on your APLit homework, and had light music in the background, something that Sofia had commented on when Rafe called her.
"Jesus, what the fuck are you listening to?"
"Uh, sorry, hey could you turn it down?" His hand was muffling the microphone. "Thanks."
Now, you could hear her yelling on the other line that he didn't take her out yesterday like she'd told him to.
"Babe, I told you, I had a meeting with my dad's company. I couldn't take you anywhere."
Sofia wasn't hearing any of it.
"Rafe, you are my fucking boyfriend. You aren't treating me right. You're probably hanging out with Y/N, right? How many times have I told you to stop talking to her?"
Rafe immediately got up and went to a different room.
You watched as he left, heart sinking to the depths of your stomach.
'Cause she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers, dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
You blocked out Rafe's muffled conversation, thinking about the differences between you and Sofia. She and Rafe were the perfect high school movie plot-line. The quarterback and the leader of the cheer squad. You were always at his games, just cheering on from the bleachers. Your viewpoint allowed you to see all the flirting Sofia was doing with all the other players with access to Daddy's Money. It annoyed you to no end that Rafe couldn't see her gold-digging tendencies.
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me, you belong with me.
You couldn't see how Rafe was blind to the fact that you were the one for him. You had always been there for him.
Walk in the streets with you and your worn-out jeans. I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be. Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself, "hey isn't this easy?"
You thought about the nights you and Rafe would hang out before he started dating Sofia. He was just so easy to hang out with. You weren’t thinking about acting a certain way or watching what you were saying.
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town, I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down.
You remembered a joke you had told him that made him laugh the hardest you ever seen from him. His laugh, and smile, were contagious. The way his white teeth lit up everything and the sparkle in his blue eyes when they crinkled.
Now looking back on that day, you hadn’t seen Rafe smile like that since.
You say you're fine I know you better than that. Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?
You wanted to ask him about it, but his relationship was a touchy subject. You didn’t want Sofia, or God forbid Rafe, to get suspicious of your feelings toward him.
'Cause she wears high-heels, I wear sneakers. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers, dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
In order to pass the time, you pull up Sofia’s Instagram, scrolling through the mass of photos she’s posted. She is gorgeous. Of course she is… you zoom in on a particular photo of her and Rafe on the football field at half-time of a recent game. He looks at her like she’s his whole world and she’s smirking at the camera. Almost like she’s taunting you.
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me.
Further in the background of the photo, you can be seen, holding Rafe’s helmet, smiling at him like a goofy love-sick child.
Standing by and waiting at your back door. All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me.
You shut your phone off and get up from the chair, opting for the comfort of your bed. The front door of your house opens and closes. As you open your blinds to peer through, you get a text from Rafe.
Had to go, sorry. See you at school.
You could hear his truck start, the headlights lighting up your room. You like the message and then curl up to the head of your bed.
Oh, I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night. I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry.
He always chooses her. Every time. You think back to all those times when Rafe would call you crying after a fight with his father. You'd always welcome him with open arms. comforting him as he sobbed into your shoulder. Consoling him with kind words after he would berate himself about not being good enough. The way Ward made him feel broke your heart.
I know you're favorite songs, and you tell me 'bout your dreams. Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me.
Staring at the ceiling of your room, you begin to feel anger. You knew other people in the Outerbanks thought it was odd that Rafe was with Sofia and not you. Topper had even talked to you about how he and Kelce were always "Team Y/N" and not "Team Sofia".
"You know everything about him and she is only with him for the sex. It's so weird."
You rolled your eyes at Topper.
You and the guys, Rafe, Top, and Kelce, were at the country club. Rafe had just stepped outside to answer yet another one of Sofia's angry phone calls.
"To be honest, she's such a bitch."
"Kelce!" You look behind you, double-checking that no one of importance is behind you. "You shouldn't say that."
Kelce merely shrugs.
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me.
You opened your own instagram, scrolling through the numerous photos you had posted with Rafe. It was a mirroring of his with Sofia. You were looking at him with all of the love in the world meanwhile he was just smiling for the camera.
Standing by and waiting at your back door. All this time, how could you not know, baby?
Had you not made it obvious enough? Cancelling plans at a text from him saying "Can I come over?". You were so in love with him it was laughable.
You belong with me, you belong with me.
Opening your texts with Rafe again you began to type a message.
I love you
You belong with me.
Your shaking fingers hover over the send button.
Have you ever just thought, maybe, "You belong with me"?
Just then, a text comes in from a new number.
you need to stop talking to rafe or ill make you wish you were dead.
Your heart stopped.
Sofia.
You belong with me.
You deleted your message to Rafe, shut off your phone, and curled into a fetal position.
All you wanted was him.
All you wanted was for him to love you back.
Hi. Lol.
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theivorybilledwoodpecker · 2 months ago
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Angsty idea: Elrond hates sleeping alone.
In Sirion, he and Elros were so young that they always slept in the same room as their parents. Then Earendil needed to leave and it was just the twins and Elwing. Then Elwing and everyone else they knew were torn from them in an incredibly traumatic way.
For years, Elrond and Elros just had each other. They were convinced that if they spent a moment apart, they'd lose their last family member. Maedhros and Maglor initially kept them together just out of convenience, but when M&M stopped seeing the twins as hostages and offered them separate rooms, the twins looked terrified and begged them not to "take their brother," so M&M didn't press them. (Also, possibly the first time the Feanorians realized just how much trauma they'd inflicted on the twins.)
In Lindon, the twins shared quarters. After Elros went to Numenor, Elrond adapted to sleeping alone, but he never liked it.
When he and Gil-galad became lovers, Elrond would often sleep in the King's bed.
But when he flees with the refugees of Eregion and forms Imladris, there's a time when he's very alone. Yes, he has friends, but they are all his subordinates. He's the leader of a settlement under seige. Everyone's depending on him. He's inexperienced in this precise type of leading. He knows Gil-galad will come if he can, but he has no way of knowing if Sauron's started some type of trouble elsewhere to aplit the elvish forces.
And Elrond is exhausted by it, but it still takes him forever to fall asleep because he's all alone.
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muxas-world · 5 months ago
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Archaeologists 200 years from now are going to find Marc's helmet in the unearthed ruins of the Ranch and it's going to be that meme. The "they were friends" meme of the 2 skeletons entwined together.
Articles will be written about what their relationship had been exactly. And all the preservation of pics/moments/references/the podium series from this site will be used as crucial evidence.
Our moment in the spotlight
Fr in my first years in the career, when I was taking classes about contemporary art and history (I don't remember the exact name of the class, but it was about these two topics), I did my projects on how pop culture history, but can be aplited to f1/MotoGP, cause it has glipsems of what is pop culture etc;will be interpreted and studied in the distant future by historians or social science students for their thesis etc; and their research would be through Twitter posts, Tumblr accounts, etc. a perfect example of this is that is alredy happening in real time. For instance, most of the information, guidance, etc., on Brocedes on Twitter or other apps comes from Tumblr because the format of this site allows users to create big posts compiling whole histories of things, effectively acting as literary archives. So now, in real time, people come here to learn about their ships, posts on here are used for this purpose and for rosquez it will he the same
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grey-tumbles-and-falls-down · 6 months ago
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I COULDVE USED HAMLET FOR MY APLIT TEST OMG IM SO MAD AT MYSELF IM GOING TO WRITE AN ESSAY OUT OF SPITE
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softguarnere · 1 year ago
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Me giving myself a TED Talk picking apart themes in my own fics like I'm analyzing them for an APLit class
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nectardaddy · 25 days ago
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hihi i have this student teacher for my aplit class and he radiates sugawara energy its insane hes always wearing cutesy little cardigans and has a piercing or two. hes also beautiful might i add. i didnt know who else to tell this to and i love wild youth so here u are
lord the little cute ass cardigans would kill me I think
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f1shboyfinn · 2 months ago
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Doodle in my APLit class!! Shes so chilly oh em gee 😨
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