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today's fascinating youtube pull is "WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUY A MATTRESS?"

which is a somewhat unhinged video about the complete disconnect from reality that mattress company email campaigns have with the reality of owning a mattress

but then

then

i just looked at this guy's channel and it's like 95% sports based content???

?????

but then my next recc'd video from secret base is

which tells me that the pretty good series is just going to be an experience not unlike 17776???

going down a rabbit hole tonight ig??????

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how it b

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burning food is an inherited trait

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Are you reading The Austringer by @domini-porter ? A common woman-turned-knight and a chaste noble lady! Secret trysts! Hawking! A tourney! It is all the medieval romance you could dream of, with excellent, excellent smut. Even if you don't know Rizzoli & Isles, I assure you, you will enjoy this f/f adventure romance!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60678700

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Thinking about Booth’s daddy issues again

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And what's wild is that sometimes? You get bit, because that happens. Your curiosity gets the better of you, you wander off trail, knowing it's going to get you bit.

And goddamnit, does that bite stick around longer than you expected.

I only hate certain types of fic the same way I hate mosquitos and ticks. Like get these nasty little buggers away from me but also I respect their place in the ecosystem.

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I NEED A SICKO... im holding out for a sicko till the end of the night ..and hes gotta haha and hes gotta say yess at the window with a look of delight

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i adore being confronted with the staggering breadth of what individual people can get obsessed with. there's nothing better than having That One Mutual with an advanced degree in ancient greek tragedy who writes minecraft youtube fanfiction to remind you that anyone can love anything

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ptsd is kind of a hilarious disease when you think about it like I’m a grown man alone in my house, safe in my warm snuggly bed. why do I suddenly feel like an injured rabbit being chased by a fox?

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A Mermaid by John William Waterhouse (1900)

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when did “lmao” become shorthand or w/e for “i’m fucking suffering”

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i just walked past the apartment beneath mine and through an open window i could hear my downstairs neighbor crying faintly while the song jolene played in the background and im just like… bitch are you okay…?

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Could really go for some platonic bedsharing and cuddling featuring The Characters on this fine Tuesday

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I think Temperance Brennan should be allowed to do some consequence-free vigilante crime, as a treat

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Immediately after the breakup with Hannah, Booth has way, way too much free time. When he’s alone, his thoughts chase him in circles, all the ways he’s failed, all the ways people have failed him, how late the local pool bar stays open…

He doesn’t want to be alone and, hey, before this whole thing happened, he wasn’t alone. Bones would be with him for breakfast, would let him drag her to the diner for lunch, would go with him to the Founding Fathers for drinks or takeout at her place.

Only,. He calls her to pick her up for a new case, only to realize her kit isn’t in the back of his truck anymore. Come to think of it, when had she taken that out? He couldn’t remember, and stews over it when she turns him down for a ride. Of course, she knew, and reminded him it had been months since they’d carpooled from home. She drives herself now.

Whether it’s the Thai place closest to the lab that doesn’t remember “the usual” anymore, the guy at the convenience store next to her apartment that doesn’t recognize him anymore, or his favorite parking place by her apartment that’s been replaced by planters and patio furniture, Booth is forced to confront how much space he had put between them. What used to feel like muscle memory keeps getting caught short. She doesn’t need a ride to work, she’s changed the way she makes her coffee, she’s started visiting a little cafe just off the National Mall for lunch instead of the diner. There are suddenly so many little things that add up to an impossibly tall barrier between his life and hers.

He didn’t used to be alone. Even if he didn’t have her, she was always right there beside him. She’d always been there, even when he wasn’t looking.

But now…?

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Do No Harm update. I know, I’m shocked too!

Chapter 17, the case keeps casing. Appearances by certified good eggs Frost and Frankie.

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Can you imagine the first time he comes over late at night with food, post-Hannah, and Brennan is just perplexed

She already ate anyway