i've been so fucked up for months i haven't been able to go downtown to pick up my work from last spring from my school's textile studio and they always have a cutoff date like if you don't pick up your old work by x date they toss it and they're pretty strict about that unless you arrange with the studio tech beforehand, and the studio tech doesn't like most people she's pretty curt with most students. not rude but just keeps things professional and a bit distant, a very serious person. but i know she grew to like me over the past few years/warmed up to me a lot and we'd chat a lot about different textile things and she would say really kind things to me a lot which felt rare and special, and she let me have special treatment with some of the equipment because she trusted me to use it properly. and i haven't seen her in nearly a year and i expected her to have tossed my work out when i didn't come to pick it up last fall and emailed her to explain why and dropped off the face of the earth, i made my peace with losing that work and accepted it, it is what it is, i will survive, etc.
but she emailed me earlier this week and said she didn't have the heart to toss my work and has kept it safe in her office for me if i'm ever able to come pick it up and if not she's going to keep it as an example piece to show other students when teaching weaving because it's too lovely to get rid of and my heart swelled like 10 times its size bc she didn't have to do that and it meant so much to me that even a year from seeing her last she was still thinking about me and being kind to me. and i emailed her back and picked it up today and saw her and we chatted for a bit and it was so nice. I love her I miss my school's textile studio and weaving in there and talking craft with her... sigh
When looking at where the Black sides are, we could start by considering where they are not.
FHA and VA loans are credited with helping form the middle class of America by making homeownership available to a large portion of the population. Large housing complexes were developed, beginning with Levittown in Long Island, NY. Similar complexes sprung up in many major cities with one thing in common. No homes could be sold to Black people, with the federal government fully backing redlining, which made segregated housing the rule and not the exception. Black sides of town evolved where the whites elected not to go. There were housing complexes created for Black and Jewish people as well; these “projects” were definitely not intended for the middle class.
Oh, Mother, the things I would do Sebastian's hands...
I would start on my knees, looking up through my lashes with fuck me eyes, softly kissing his fingertips and knuckles, nuzzling the back of his hand affectiontely as I slowly kiss my way to his wrist. I lick his radial pulse before kissing it passionately, sucking and nibbling, feeling it thrum against my tongue. I caress his forearm before giving it the same attention as I did his hand, rubbing my cheeks against it like a needy cat, feeling the rough, coarse hair against my face before I start mouthing along straining muscles. I trace the bulging veins with the tip of my tongue, gliding all the way up until they disappear beneath the inside of his elbow. Then I kiss his brachial pulse, sucking and nipping at the thin skin until I leave my mark before working my way down to his wrist again. I start to suck hungrily at his fingers, starting with his thumb, batting my lashes at him as I clean the salt off his skin, finger after finger, moaning softly until he takes my cue, hoping he'll force at least two digits down my throat so micro tears could wet my lashes as I fight against my gag reflex.
Imagine how I'd worship his hand when he's on the bed. :)
"chucky did one with the cardinals not too long ago did you reach out to him any advice?" "i didnt... yeah just going for it we'll see what happens 😃!" (proceeds to be consumed by the spirit that haunts loan depot and airmails the ball)
"Have you thrown a first pitch before? And just your nervous level for tonight?"
"I have never thrown a first pitch... a little bit of nerves! You always wanna throw a strike but I think I'll be alright!"
"Did you play baseball growing up at all?"
"Just a little bit, just when I was younger. And then started to kind-of get into hockey a little bit more and—so just when I was, you know, up until I was 7 or 8, I think?"
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wonderful form this man did not want to get chirped for not reaching the plate he put his whole arm into that 😭😭😭😭
(Disclaimer: I'm quite drunk and looking (dis)respectfully at gifs of Niko)
I really hope this doesn't sound creepy, but I just love how Ilkka's body looks. He's obviously fit and in good shape, but he looks so *normal*. A lot of totally normal squishiness. A bit of a tummy and drool inducing biceps and pecs I want to rest my head on. He looks so hugable. Just a handsome, normal dude.
(it's okay i'm on my way to drunkville myself lol made a possible poor choice in buying basil hayden again that shit always gets me wasted no matter what I do)
no no no but i legit know exactly what you mean!!! and 100% agree!!! finland's fourth hottest dad (though i'd argue he's in first lol) showing us all that it's okay just to be a normal dude regardless of what society might classify as attractive (though i do think he is objectively attractive but...i might be biased lmao)