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denisemedzer02 · 6 months
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Hydraulic Shower Bed 
Hydraulic Shower Bed HSBM-1000A; Mattress base=pvc-cover-and-pe-foam; Hinged safety rail=steel-framework; Dimensions (L x W)=overall-2045-x-770-mm; Height adjustment (Bed board to ground)=970-745-mm; Trendelenburg & Rev. Trendelenburg angle=0-13-deg;Shop Online at Medzer.com
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morganbritton132 · 6 months
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I want a fic where Steve gets kicked out or he moves out of his parents house, or something. Eddie insists that Steve comes and lives with him but fails to mention that he lives with his uncle. For some reason, they both decide to just not tell Wayne.
So Eddie is hiding a boy in his room and he thinks they’re killing it. Steve thinks they’re killing it too. Wayne knows the entire time.
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scrimshawed · 1 year
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+ put your rationale in the tags
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atomicrebelomega · 5 months
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This is what I mean when I say old men yaoi
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inkluvs · 4 months
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thinking about finnick who goes fishing in the summer and he’s got all these freckles and a little burn on his nose and when he comes back ur still in bed n he showers and gets back in bed w u <3 n u wake up later thinking ur the first one up but when u get to the kitchen there’s a shell and a little tray of baked goods that he got for u waiting on the counter <3 signed his name in big loopy letters <3
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buggiebite · 1 month
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Down in the Valley
TW: slight nudity
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Down in the valley, the valley so low
Late in the evening, hear the train blow
The train, love, hear the train blow
Late in the evening, hear the train blow
Go build me a mansion, build it so high
So I can see my true love go by
See him go by, love, see him go by
So I can see my true love go by
Go write me a letter, send it by mail
Bake it and stamp it to the Capitol jail
The Capital jail, love, the Capitol jail
Bake it and stamp it to the Capitol jail
Roses are red, violets are blue
Birds in the heavens know I love you
Know I love you, oh know I love you
Birds in the heavens know I love you
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positivelyadhd · 11 months
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I truly encourage you to add things that simply bring you joy to your list of things to do that day.
it doesn't have to be big, it can be as simple as making your favourite drink or food for lunch or spending some time on a hobby or watching a show you enjoy.
adding things to look forward to and giving yourself time to experience those things is just as important as doing every other thing on that list.
you're allowed to plan to do things for no other reason than it makes you happy.
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pikinanouart · 15 days
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stuckinapril · 2 months
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Something so ineffable about exhaustion that comes not from a lack of sleep but from a lack of rest
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aeirithgainsborough · 8 months
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#im just like her fr
YELLOWJACKETS 105. Blood Hive
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murderofravens · 5 months
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Yuji is in bed right now with me, sleeping. I just put a fluffy pink blanket over him. He's safe you guys. Whatever y'all watched in this episode didn't happen. He's with me. Nanamin was also just here and he brought us lots of snacks to munch on. He said he's gonna be busy reading. Nothing happened to them. I refuse. Stop talking about trauma. THEY'RE OKAY
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thankstothe · 9 months
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CUDDY...cuddycuddycuddycudyycudd. .. ... . . .
GIRL.
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ghouljams · 9 months
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with cowboy!simon he will be watching you with the animals or something and he’ll start smiling and you can see his eyes scrunch up, but if someone asks he says its the sunlight in his eyes when you can literally see the outline of his smile through the mask 😭
Old ask, so here's some early days Cowboy!Ghost, when he was trying to deal with the lowkey stalker urges.
There are some things Ghost never gets used to about the farm. The quiet, the heat, and you. The way the sun catches your smile, the way you push your hair up under your hat when you get hot, the way you kick your boots against the front steps to make sure all the mud is off. Fuck you're not even doing anything but living you life and yet you're all he thinks about. His eyes track you all over the farm, he can't help it.
How is he supposed to get any work done when his thoughts are so preoccupied with you? Every time he sees you it's a new distraction. But somehow not seeing you is so much worse. It's not enough just seeing you to collect meals, he needs to see you all the time. Like an itch under his skin he can't scratch. It's infuriating. He's supposed to be working.
Instead he's slacking off, looking for you. Just for a peak, just to see you and then he'll go back to work. He finds you in the barn, and- Shit, wait. This is crazy. He has no plan, no reason to come find you, and it's not like you're not also working. He can't stop both your days for his own impulses. Can he?
He just wants to see you. That doesn't have to stop your work.
Ghost shakes his head, he's got no reason to sneak around. There's no reason for you to suspect he came looking for you, and there's a million reason he could've stopped by the barn. The heat must be melting his brain.
You don't even look up when he walks into the barn, too focused on the orphaned calf you've been taking care of. Good. Ghost heads towards the tack hooks, looking over gear and taking stock. His eyes drifting to you and the eager little cow. You laugh and talk quietly to it as it suckles from the large bottle in your hands. You're gorgeous, you glow even in the dusty sunlight.
If you ever turn that smile his way he thinks he might just marry you. It's so soft and affectionate, your hand petting the calf's back as you smile at the creature. He wonders how many animals on this farm you brought up yourself, and whether they all received that gentle affection.
He doesn't even realize he's smiling, or that he's halted any pretense of work, until you still and look up at him. You smile cooling into something friendly. The warmth of it chafes when it's turned on him, more polite than affectionate.
"He's cute right?" You ask, your voice raised just enough to carry to him.
"What?"
"The calf," You nod to your charge, "You're smiling at him."
Ghost stiffens, fixes his face under his mask. "I don't smile."
"Yeah you do, your eyes get all scrunchy," You grin, all the warmth back in your smile, as you deal your final blow, "It's charming."
"It's the sun." Ghost tells you quickly, making his way out of the barn with just as much speed. He can hear you laughing behind him, affectionate not teasing.
He hopes he never gets used to you.
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theloveinc · 10 months
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miguel likes being ur bed.. likes the weight of you on him.. likes keepin u safe n sound :3
It's like... Miguel's whole life is spent in one of two places: up on his platform in Spider-Society, or out in Nueva York where he's expected to be the sole protector of thousands of people... running around, fighting, getting beat... etc; both things relatively thankless endeavors in terms of what he should be doing vs. what he actually wants to be doing.
And no matter how sweet the grannies are who wave their handkerchiefs at him, their thank yous don't make up for the way his body aches after long days and even longer nights, or the sass he gets from spider-number-four-hundred-and-whatever complaining about lord knows what.
It's why, YES, he likes your bed! He likes your whole house!! He likes being with you in general, in a quiet, special place that's so different from the one that demands so much from him. It's not just about the protection (though that too, he'd keep you on a baby harness if he could, just to always know you're okay), but the fact that your bedroom is devoid of Lyla's sensors, the orange glow of endless holo-screens... even anything spider related, other than the one little Spiderman plush you bought from a street vendor a long while back; it's blue, chibi suit matching your very own one-and-only's...
...It's like an entirely separate world where nobody can find him. Nothing can interrupt your time together, esp when he's wrapped up in your covers, his watch about as far away as a living room gets from a bedroom, and you're somewhere close by (preferably, in his arms).
It's also just the cutest because he finally acts like the sweet man he is under all that responsibility and angst: getting all fake-grumpy and sassy at you for trying to get him up for dinner only to pull you under the covers with him... giving these big, stubbly smooches that he puts all over your face... and letting his actually goofy side show because he'd do anything to see you smile...
It's almost as if, he realizes eventually, he's found himself a little home in your bedroom.
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l3irdl3rain · 5 months
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we kind of look like each other. both exhausted autism creatures.
she let me hold her for a couple minutes and then she started to wiggle a little bit so i loosened my grip. she very calmly wiggled out of my arms and walked away. didn’t run and hide or even hiss.
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moonpaw · 10 months
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