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wheres seasons greasons

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They're 16. They've been married for 30 years. They just got together romantically. They're business partners. They're soulmates. They're best friends. They'd go to hell for each other. They met while one was dying. They had a meet-cute. They're running from Death together. They talk to each other about everything. They keep devastating secrets. They're both pining for the other.

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grlimo i ljubimo

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Soulmate au where the universe fucked up and accidentally put Edwin and Charles in separate time periods. It's like, "Fuck, they'll meet each other too late, if at all." But then Edwin dies, and the universe is like "Oh cool, so he can get reincarnated in the correct time period to meet Charles." Until it finds out he's stuck in Hell and it's like D: But then he escapes. And he makes it back to his old school. And he bumps into Charles. As a ghost.

And the universe is like "Okay, well this isn't ideal, but they did finally meet. Edwin can function as Charles' guardian angel." And then Charles dies.

And at this point, the universe thinks nothing can surprise it anymore until Edwin comes in with the lantern and gently reads to him as he dies. And one final time, the universe makes the incorrect prediction of Charles and Edwin choosing to step into the afterlife so they can get reincarnated and get to be proper soulmates in their next life. But they both decide to stay ghosts. So after the initial shock it's like "You know what? Good for you. Glad you got to be soulmates in this life like you were supposed to be."

And sure, neither of them seems to realize they were supposed to end up together romantically rather than platonically. But they just seem so happy together, either way, what's the point in trying to force it. They'll figure it out eventually. By the time Edwin realizes he's in love with Charles in Port Townsend, the universe is throwing its metaphorical hands up and whooping with glee.

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There's an open pit in the middle of our office plan that drops down into a bunch of very sharp spikes that kill you instantly. This is bad. People keep falling in there and dying. Someone put a sign up, the other day, all bright yellow so you can't miss it, that says "Beware!!! Spikes!!!"

The office immediately split into two factions over it. One says that if anyone falls in the spike pit it's their own fault for being so stupid and not watching where they're walking, so we should remove the sign. The other says that the sign is an insult, there shouldn't be a spike pit in our office at all, and having the sign up like that is just normalising the existence of the spike pit, so we should remove the sign.

We ended up removing the sign. Probably for the better. Still... for a while there it looked like it might have worked...

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does anyone else remember when peoples talking point against asexuality being a queer identity was to make up a cisgender heterosexual but aromantic man who wanted to get in to all the lgbt society meetings or was that just an embarrassing thing people i knew did

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My 2 pixel souvenir from Cvetličarna 💋

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Spring and Autumn

Can you feel it? Like nature withering in autumn… beautiful and growing stronger every spring…

[IG @runningquill_art]

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-Pierre Corneille, The Cid (tr. by A.S. Kline), 1636

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His little pony...

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Uh – are we intruding?

Cvetličarna, Ljubljana 23.11.24

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credits

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cr: ne_bi_smel on ig

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Jančiiiii

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📸 ursapremik ig story 2024.11.24.

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joker out naptime after album release