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Omg Charlotte!!! I'm a HUGE fan of your work!!

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I hope I’m a mutual you’d like to fuck 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

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suck, and i cannot stress this enough, my cock to the fucking base

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reblog this to hug me

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now 2 beanie baby dragons are crossing your dash together :3

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reblog if you remember what it felt like to walk into blockbuster

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I have never been in a play or anything like that at all. But if I could, I would want to play a rat. That seems awesome

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Under my name in the dictionary 😁

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I'm being so serious if you support Trump, block me right now.

oh! ok yeah literally unfollow me if you’re a trump supporter??? fucking weirdo

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If this pops up while you’re scrolling, I wish you unconditional love and massive success.

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I love him 🥹

He’s trying to catch them all

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Thinking about how when you’re drunk—and I mean really drunk—you get it in your head to catcall men. They could use a little harassment. When you reach that point, your friends immediately know it’s time to cut you off, acting like the Secret Service as they usher you out of the bar and towards the Uber. But they couldn’t anticipate the group of men standing outside the bar swapping laughs and smoking.

Of course you pick the scariest one of the lot and:

“Hey!” you shout, half giggling. “Hey—you, in the mask!”

The man turns. You can’t see his mouth with the surgical mask in place but you can tell his eyebrows are raised. He’s fucking huge, towering over his counterparts (who are nothing to sniff at), thick and strong. His head cocks in silent question.

“Can I get your number?” you shout, licking your friend’s hand when she slaps it over your mouth. All your friends rush to brush the guy off, but he’s already ashing his cigarette under his boot, slipping his hands into his pocket, and crossing the street quietly.

He stays a healthy distance away, aware of how it looks: a man his size approaching a group of young, inebriated women. You think he’s come to harass you in return, or maybe just to mock you—either way you are stunned silent, mouth agape, eyes wide. He’s so much taller up this close.

“Got a pen?” he asks.

He only approaches then, shoulders hunched to make himself appear smaller and innocuous. He takes your hand in his own and writes his phone number on your forearm.

When you wake up hungover the next morning, his number is there on your arm along with a reminder that you hadn’t been able to see in the dim lighting of the parking lot: XXX-XXXX—S. Drink water.

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I love that SO much because I have been stuck playing narrative games like Fable, Left 4 Dead and Resident Evil because games like Halo, Elder Scrolls and COD are too difficult for me. I would LOVE to play any of those without having to fight for my life every 5 seconds because I'm usually gaming to relax.

tbh i like that more and more games are introducing a "narrative mode" instead of an "easy difficulty", cause a big thing about the easy mode discourse was centered around "are people capable of playing hard games", which showed a lot of elitism and sometimes ableism, but with the introduction of "narrative mode", it completely shifts the paradigm away from "hard mode is for real gamers, easy mode is for noobs" and towards "this is just the game mode for you to experience the story", which not only smooths over that problem, but also enables devs to really rethink how they want to approach designing their game and telling a story to their audience, which i think adds in a lot of possibilities beyond just "is the game easy or hard"