if you have any questions or any comments... i'll hear them out. i don't think this will work, but it's worth a shot.
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...hello
it's been one week since the... incident
um... my therapist said i should start logging
uh... my progress
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They were to leave for Paris in the morning. Maura had begrudgingly let Jane pull out her sweatpants and tug them on to sleep in, had loaned Jane a singlet that looked nice on her lithe frame. Maura had two alarms set and she was all packed, but she was too hyped up to sleep. She stared at the ceiling, the sound of Jane's breathing comforting and familiar. It had been years since they'd shared a bed; nearly two years since the miscarriage, when Jane had come crawling in next to Maura in the middle of the night, her face wet where it nestled against Maura's chest inside her open arms. But Maura had been with Jack, then. Even when Jane had stayed here after her condo burned down, she hadn't come to Maura's room. And Maura didn't stay over at Frankie's, afraid of making him uncomfortable in his own home. And Maura didn't stay at the professor's because by then it wasn't something they did any more. But Maura had reasoned that Angela was already being kind enough to wash Maura's sheets after she left, there was no need to make more work for her. And Jane, yawning after her long day, nodded sleepily.
Maura's bookings were all for one person. They'd go back to this, to single rooms and shared beds and the casual intimacy Maura had so missed. Jane rolled over then, reached out and found Maura, pulled herself close the way she used to, like a magnet. Maura wondered if Jane thought she was her new FBI friend, but a moment later Jane mumbled Maura's name, long and drawn out and somehow content. Maura let her hand run down Jane's back, and for the first time in two years she let herself hope.
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how do you live?
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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playing an evil character but u keep helping ppl anyway
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Frodo: Sam hates Gollum, but that is what I shall become once I have lost myself to the ring... he’ll despise me...
Sam if Frodo did turn into a Gollum: That’s a very nice fish you caught with your bare hands, Mr. Frodo, and its very smart of you to eat it raw, saves us the trouble of starting a fire. I knitted you a sweater in case you get cold running around in that loincloth of yours. Is the sun hurting your eyes? I’ll kill it if it’s bothering you. I’ll kill the sun
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the glamorous life of a mafia executive
(based on an idea from Remi!)
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*SLAM*
LIARS GO TO HELL.
jesus christ
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uh, the doc is... intense. she wants dig into my brain and scoop all the gunk out, whatever that means. kinda scares me. a bit.
if ya ask me, i'm not getting much of a shrink.
(paul) QUIT TELLING PEOPLE THERAPY ISNT HELPING, YOU LITTLE SHIT
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THINGS THAT HAPPENED:
Jensen Ross Ackles made the acting choice to pick up Castiel's trench coat and fold it gently like a flag because he believed that's what Dean would've done.
Jensen Ross Ackles was so pissed about the Destiel conflict and Dean treating Cas so harshly in the so-called divorce arc that he confronted the writer (Bobo) about it. He asked for explanation and toning the conflict down.
Jensen Ross Ackles, when asked about what he was most excited to tackle with his character in the final season of the show, took a time to think about his answer and then WITH ZERO HESITATION said: CAS.
Jensen Ross Ackles called Castiel's goodbye (aka the confession) a pivotal moment for the whole arc of the show.
Jensen Ross Ackles asked a crew member to record the confession ON HIS PHONE because he wanted to have the og, unedited version of the confession.
Jensen Ross Ackles said Dean would've said "I love you too" and then hugged Cas.
Jensen Ross Ackles admitted to the crowd of thousands of fans that Dean's biggest regret was not being able to save Cas.
Jensen Ross Ackles wrote a song about Cas.
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How the last few episodes of Fionna and Cake have been
(No text version under cut)
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after having an entire hour long conversation with my coworkers about what "degendering" is, and the importance of using trans people's pronouns when you know them- rather than always defaulting to "they/them" no matter what- and still getting "they/them"ed by people I trusted not to fucking do that to me, I have decided that the name and pronouns circle of introductions for new additions to the group will now include the very clearly stated boundary that they do not use "they/them" pronouns for me.
your move, cowards!
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game night pt. 2: the return of tim
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