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BRADLEYLAURA WEEK THEMES ARE HERE!

TO PARTICIPATE

Pick a theme

Make a fanwork based on that theme

Post it on the theme day

Tag it with #BradleyLauraWeek (in the first 5 tags)*

For Ao3: add it to the public collection /BradleyLauraWeek

On Discord, post it to the channel #bradleylauraweek (please keep only work and links there, for comments bring conversations to #events-commenting) --you have to be on the BL discord server for that, if you want, you can enter on it here

*You may also tag our tumblr blog @tmsnetwork to make sure it will get reblogged here, to the event page.

FAQ AND RULES TUMBLR TAG THEMES EXAMPLES AO3 COLLECTION

BradleyLaura Week is a fan event that brings fans together into being creative and making amazing content for the fandom, it’ll take place from March 24-30.

Please share and reblog this post, and spread the word!

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Call for solidarity or...

I'm looking for a intellectual and frustrated person...Is important: be up...to the balls "hasta los cojones" with everything.

For moral debate about reality.

Fundamental: who knows how to interpret and use the meaning of....having 2 (two) ears and 1 (one) mouth. Please....refrain if you don't understand this.

Gratification to agree according to spiritual results for both people

Thanks

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When you see this in your work and immediately think...who wrote it...Emma or Regina?

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A ti, Amor

Resides en mi nombre

casi también en el suyo,

no importa si es consentido,

no pides permiso.

Eres una fuerza arrolladora tanto como abrumadora,

arremetes con el vigor y el impulso de un huracán

que arrasa sin piedad,

y causas el mismo impacto que el mar revuelto

contra las rocas

Aun siendo la energía creadora más poderosa, eres capaz

de generar todo lo contrario, debilidad,

resistencia, dolor…

compatibilidad y antagonismo…

dentro mío, haz dejado el cielo y el infierno

sin posibilidad de punto medio.

El contrincante más audaz de la razón,

no entiendes de lógica,

rara vez te doblegas o pierdes ante ella y,

cuando lo haces,

la víctima es el corazón.

De ti, brotan sensaciones, provocas afección y…

quede cautiva en tu emoción.

No existe interruptor que detenga tu paso.

Te autoproclamas dueño,

como el más eximio conquistador.

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Chicago - I Don't Wanna Live Without Your Love - HQ - 1988 - TRADUCIDA E...

Hoy, domingo 22 de agosto de 2021.  Son 27 meses de separarme de ti. Creí en ese momento era la mejor decisión. Discutíamos tanto y la pasábamos mal. Hoy, mirando una película, que incluía esta canción en su banda sonora, una canción que hacía muchos años que no escuchaba, me hace sentir como expresa la letra, no puedo continuar con alguien mas...te sigo amando.

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Braille!!!

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.