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He will always be like this for me, no matter how Veilguard is designed lol

Dorian’s Sweat Appreciation Post

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This made me cry, it really did.

When it suddenly crashes on you that it is real and not just a nightmare, and the dam of tears breaks 💔

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i know my mutuals so whenever i see a horny post im like. *sigh* which republican senator is this about this time

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It's a real banger...

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(girl with adhd voice) yeah i just love in fiction when a character has a superpower thats also a disability. like a power that changes how they interact with the world in exciting ways but also has terrible drawbacks to their daily life. no real reason why

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I was talking to a friend, asking if they've ever experienced something I've been calling "night stupid", where, late in the evening, you're in the middle of working and suddenly (or, sometimes, gradually) you're unable to do things well--and stuff that usually makes sense stops making sense. Yanno...just a noticeable and frustrating down curve in your overall ability to preform the tasks you're working on. and my friend responds, "Tired. Bees, you're feeling tired."

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I KEEP WINNING

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I was tagged by @autumn2may!

Last lines:

He grins to himself in the darkness. He must look mad with his wide smile and hair in disarray and clothing barely on, but there’s no one around to judge him unless you count the birds just beginning to wake. There’s no point, no point to any of this. He’ll have Yifu in his power tomorrow, and he has the key to the armoury.  Soon enough he’ll have all the pieces of the armour and then he’ll have the ear of Prince Jin. What does it matter that he was surprised by tonight? What does it matter that this stuffy old Immortal looks at him like… like he might be something other than what he is? Like there’s a chance he could be more?

“Stay,” Ye Baiyi says, from close behind him. It sounds like a request, hanging in the air like the first note of a bird’s song at dawn. Xie’er lets out his breath.

He slides the door shut.

This is from When Dawn Came I Dreamt, a YeXie fic with a super ambiguous ending that I'm stupid proud of.

Tagging @abnormal-as-expected @robotmango @junemermaid

Last Line Challenge

_FINE_ (i'll get you for this aughtpunk)

Rules - In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like.)

Tagged by @aughtpunk :P

Last line(s)

Through the glass he could see her standing almost a full head above most of the drunk young men. Then a recruiter picked her out of the mad crush and brought her to a desk. After a few minutes they both stood and shook hands. Lavender saluted the man, then walked deeper into the building.

“She’ll be fine. She’ll probably love it. It was the best choice,” he chanted the words to himself like a prayer as he circled the building to the temporary barracks for visiting personnel. “She’ll be fine. I’m fine.” But deep down, all he could think to himself was: I’m an asshole.

Tagging @megsiepoo @coffincrows @sarahchorn @marklawrenceauthor-blog @alittlebriton

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To a homophobe, even the most chaste kiss on the cheek between gay people is exactly as disgusting and degenerate as a hardcore BDSM orgy hosted in the town square, so you may as well ally with the BDSM orgy enthusiasts to throw bricks at the cops who are going to try and arrest all of you together anyway.

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As an adult I think me and all my friends should all have matching schedules and work like 20 hours a week and also everyone lives within 15 minutes of each other why is that so much to ask

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Is it just me or are the new tumblr users convinced there's a penalty of some kind for using this site like it's meant to be used?

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“Oh Rascal Children of Gaza” by Palestinian poet, Khaled Juma.

He was born and raised in Al-Shaboura Palestinian Refugee Camp, in the Gaza Strip. He lives there to this day. Before Israel’s latest war crimes, he worked as a school teacher and writer.

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