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I'm multi posting on here because I'm a loser and don't want to log out on my phone but Jamie rules because he's so fucking normal that any time some freak interacts with him he's like wow. Maybe my problems aren't so bad

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If you're wondering what Vinnie's deal is they basically have like. Looney tunes powers

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umm awesome ad i just got wtf

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Oh no yak tranquilizers for me i just wanted to be alone in this berlin warehouse with you

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Rips off my shirt to reveal I'm wearing another shirt that days I ❤️ CHARACTERS THAT SUCK

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CUTE DATE IDEA: go to a medieval torture museum and tell each other which devices you would put each other in

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Job interview on my lunch break and we go through the whole shebang before the person hits me with "you'd be starting at 15 an hour" at the end of the interview (job was posted at 20+ an hour) and I was like well. (Hours of my life wasted for no reason)

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@mauerfrau / She's sighing a bored sigh. "I haven't had a good fist fight in a while. Everyone around here is weak and dull."

Rainer gives her a bemused look over the edge of her book, but doesn't put it down yet. "Baby," she sounds rather matter of fact about this manner of trash talk, "If you want to fight, you can just say that. You know I'd love to kick your ass any time you please."

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"Impossible", Mher Arshakyan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

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i made a valiant effort but the blood donation is getting to me and i must sleep

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the bogside boys taken from the 2015 eoin dempsey book.

shh, stop that now. if you keep that noise up someone’s going to get hurt.

there’s a look in your eyes. it’s hard to explain, i just knew.

are you all right? you’ve been off all week.

i’ve arranged for a doctor to meet us at your house in twenty minutes.

she’s the patron saint of impossible causes.

that place is haunted for me now.

just remember to keep that pretty mouth of yours shut.

you looked like you’d seen a ghost.

if you’ll excuse me for a minute – call of nature.

this is a good way to meet people. on a day like today, people will see you for who you are.

i can tell you one thing this isn’t and that’s a question and answer session.

you don’t sound too good.

the movement needs people like you.

i’ve been praying most of the day.

killing you is going to be a pure joy, however. a pure joy that i’m going to prolong for days.

you know what you’re fighting for?

it needs to be done. you need to do it.

you’ve made up for it since. i’m proud of you.

oh, no, don’t laugh, my friend.

the only way to get over the last fall is to jump back on the horse and keep riding.

you’re going to go to jail for the rest of your life.

i just wanted to say that i love you and that i hope that i can make you proud.

you’re a killer now?

it’s a war. we didn’t start it. we didn’t even want it, but we’re in it now.

you’re loyal. that’s a rare thing.

i’ve seen that. it’s ugly.

you might want to say a prayer to that saint of impossible causes again, because you’ve certainly got us into another.

i didn’t want to depress you. i can only imagine how hard it was for you in there.

you’re wrong, and you know you’re wrong.

there’s no need for sorry. you saved those people today.

i just wish i had your goodness, your love within me. but i don’t. i’m not like you.

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Dont be very woried about me since i deserve all of this

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@kurjaks / here

he just hums, and it's early for him at noon, but he's stirring because she'd languidly draped herself on him and it's natural, the way he unlaces his fingers from beneath his head so that he can settle his hands on her hips. he's still not all quite there, but he's pleasantly drunk on the skin to skin contact as well as the drowsiness, hands tracing lower, just to guide her to straddle him while he noses into her face, finally and lazily cracking his eyes open in search of a kiss that misses its mark, graceless at the corner of her mouth. "what..." what, he sort of asks, even if he doesn't care for an answer, even if she doesn't need a reason to do this.

He'd looked too peaceful, she thinks. She'd already been up for hours, drank her coffee, gone for a run. On the way back she'd grabbed a half dozen donuts for him to inhale, and by the time she'd made it back into the apartment it was midday, and still he slept. She'd stripped, showered, and looking down at him with his perfect petal lips parted in slumber she'd felt the urge to disrupt his peace like an ache.

That is to say, he's rather lucky she didn't tickle his feet.

She rolls easily to straddle him, her damp hair falling to tickle his cheekbones and his ears, and she gives him a more solid kiss, sighing softly out her nose. He tastes heavily of morning breath. She wants to smother him with a pillow. She settles on pressing the length of her body languidly against his own, curling her fingers into his hair and tugging gently, and then pulling away from the kiss with a final nip to his lips.

"I've hunted breakfast for you, chujku," as if to punctuate the nickname, a slightest roll of her hips. "Caramel apple and oreo crush donuts, and coffee. And a cigarette, too, which I won't let you smoke in bed."

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@islandiis / here

—Rainer!! [ He's very obediently setting what he's doing down and trotting on over, only to give her a big, warm smile. ] Hello. I've missed you— You found a hat? For me?

Rainer doesn't bother with being reserved, she just sweeps him into a big hug with one arm and slips the hat over his head with another. It's dark sheepskin, with a fluffy white furred band and pom. A nice cossack hat, to keep his head warm in the winter.

"I've missed you too, baby. I know it might look a little excessive now, but your head will thank me come winter."

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Rainer is diligently sewing a hole she'd torn at the hem of her trousers earlier in the week-- seems a shame to throw them out, the fabric is perfectly good. Not even bloodstained!

"Eh?" She was listening, absolutely, but she sounds the faintest bit distracted when she replies: "Would a silver needle and a titanium stud work? Seems simple enough. I used to pierce my boyfriend for him, I could do it easily enough."

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"I'm so bummed that I got turned into a vampire before I got any piercings." Not, of course, that it would have been socially appropriate for her to have gotten any back when she was a human. Billie turns to Rainer, her top pulled up just slightly. "Don't you think I'd look so cute with a belly button piercing?"

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this is the same woman who, again, is like yeah i'm a great mom (<- cant handle her shit)

This one is convoluted but bear with me

Today James sent Rainer a quiz to take that would determine her "perfume scent profile" online because he's tired of her smelling like a hell beast and she was like alright so she opened it and stares at the first question which was "pick a photo" and it was two photos, both of a forest with big trees and a setting sun, but they had slightly different lighting, and Rainer was like I don't get it. How am I supposed to choose, I have no preference. And then she had a panic attack and had to put her phone down. Jamie is just gonna buy her something that smells like baked goods the next time he's at the shop.

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This one is convoluted but bear with me

Today James sent Rainer a quiz to take that would determine her "perfume scent profile" online because he's tired of her smelling like a hell beast and she was like alright so she opened it and stares at the first question which was "pick a photo" and it was two photos, both of a forest with big trees and a setting sun, but they had slightly different lighting, and Rainer was like I don't get it. How am I supposed to choose, I have no preference. And then she had a panic attack and had to put her phone down. Jamie is just gonna buy her something that smells like baked goods the next time he's at the shop.