#love the one you’re with

[indigostreaking]

This is me shamelessly sharing my own old fic that briefly had me in Sammy lane 😂

Love The One You’re With

It’s a college AU with Sam x fem!reader x Jake 🤭

[garthnadermemestash]

Love the one your with.

[maddiesflame]

Love the One You’re With headers

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[vistarya]

May I have this dance, Mrs Tims?

[mumblesplash]

in honor of last season’s poem being called “”end poem”” (all quotes mandatory) this season i made one out of pieces of the actual end poem

[ungoliantschilde]

“Love the One You’re With” was covered by Bob Seger on his debut LP.

[knifearo]

you can literally just be aromantic. it’s free and nobody’s stopping you :)

[krispyweiss]

Song Review: Stephen Stills - “Love the One You’re With” (Live, 1971)

Love the Stephen Stills you’re with.

In 2023, that is the Stills on his maiden solo tour as recorded Aug. 20 and 21, 1971, and set for release April 28 as Live at Berkeley 1971.

The 14-track LP is announced with “Love the One You’re With” featuring Stills on acoustic guitar and vocals and Joe Lala on percussion.

Stripped down but dynamic, this duo performance allows Stills to showcase his vocal and instrumental chops, which he does unabashedly. And to hear the song as he might have demoed it is a treat.

Stills, in a statement, called the gigs “raucous and unrestrained” and the lead track bears that out.

Solo-acoustic and with a full band featuring the Memphis Horns, the set also includes David Crosby on “You Don’t Have to Cry” and “The Lee Shore,” as Stills looks back to Buffalo Springfield with “For What It’s Worth” and forward to Manassas with “Jesus Gave Love away for Free.”

Grade card: Stephen Stills - “Love the One You’re With” (Live, 1971) - A

3/1/23

[chloesimaginationthings]

I get a notif every once in a while and its goofy look at thisss

THIS IS SO FUNNY… shocked to be a notification

[star-girlfriend]

it gets better

[becauseplot]

qPhilza perching on people because bird

qFit: Mans is built like a brick shithouse—he can totally balance Phil’s additional weight. The first attempt is a bit shaky, sure, but nowadays Phil swoops down or hops up onto Fit’s shoulder and all Fit really has to do is jut out his elbow to give his friend a little more space for his talons to work with. Bam, he’s perched. Works out about 9.9 times out of 10, though Phil delights in trying to catch him off guard.

qEtoiles: He doesn’t have Fit’s bulk on his side, so he’s not as sturdy, but he is strong. The landing is usually a little rough since Etoiles has to work a bit harder to counterbalance the additional weight, but he always finds that center of gravity in no time flat. Phil usually perches with one talon on each of Etoiles’ shoulders since he’s not as w i d e, just so Phil can have a little extra grip. At some point, Etoiles tries fighting a mob while Phil is perched on him, and that goes exactly as well as you would expect.

qForever: Honestly, with all of the hard labor Forever does for his big builds, Phil was expecting him to do better, but the first (several) attempts end up with Forever stumbling over and knocking Phil off of him from his wild arm-pinwheeling. They eventually figure out it’s more doable if Forever himself has something to lean on (a wall, a chair, the butt of his pickaxe) and Phil puts one talon evenly spaced on each shoulder. Phil learns some new swears in Portuguese in the process.

qMissa: Flattened. Full-on face in the floor, mouth full of grass, wind knocked out of his lungs at Mach 5 the first time Phil tries. Phil apologizes profusely, but Missa—once he can breathe again—just rolls over onto his back and asks Phil if they can give it another try. It takes a long, LONG time, but they figure out that if Phil plants his talons on Missa’s shoulder pads and leans forward while Missa leans back, they have a small little window of time where they achieve balance. The best part? Phil gets a perfect view of Missa’s goofy little grin every single time.

[watchingwisteria]

namor being called “a child without love” by a spanish friar who was cooperating with and supporting conquistador enslavers when namor was literally there because he loved his mom and she loved the surface world and this was her home and they were desecrating it with pure evil.. oh it made me MAD

[whoisspence]

pics of mgg that you probably never saw before or at least you don't see often <3

[apple-piety]

Me, first approaching the gods: “Hi, I have a fountain of issues that will constantly make things difficult, I’ve got this 50 cent candle and my undying love for you. 👉🏻👈🏻🥺”

The gods: “Hell yeah.”

[foldingfittedsheets]

So one thing I’ve noticed is that people’s DnD characters may vary but there is usually an underlying thread that they all have in common. This thread is typically related to what that person struggles with the most.

For instance, my betrotheds DnD characters: a bitchy warlock we had to bust out of two different pacts, a sassy barbarian, a reformed drow cultist, and a sunshine fighter cleric.

All these characters were wildly different but at their very core struggle was them grappling with their self worth. My betrothed struggles with their worth a great deal and even with different facets showing their characters all have that too.

Mine all tend to contend with different themes of loneliness and acceptance. Surprise, surprise, the little autistic gremlin yearns to have been met with more love and lasting friendships.

So we’re at breakfast. I am meeting a new friend of my betrotheds for the first time. It’s been twenty minutes since I’ve met this man. I say my theory. He laughs. He starts to describe a few of his characters but specifies that he often has healing aspects. He gives a very broad overview of their character arcs.

I ponder for a moment then said, “Would you like to have my assessment?”

He laughed, “Sure!”

“We’ve just met. It’s gonna get real.”

“Bring it on.”

“I think your struggle is that you feel you must offer something of value or service to people to be worthy of their love.”

His jaw dropped. His fork froze midway to his mouth. A potato fell. He stared into space as this sank in. Quietly he said, “Oh.”