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[dirtyoldmanhole]

[artichokeheart]

[mail-me-a-snail]

id make medic call me sir. tbh

[eaymtb]

The endless trial of having to write the bits I don't want to in order to get to the bits I do. Last year I could never have imagined being sick of Wutai and yet! Well, no, I'm not sick of Wutai, I'm sick of political machinations. I just want to get back to roadtrip escape adventure shenanigans. Action! Excitement! Not a bunch of stuffy old men arguing over Cloud's fate SIGH.

[kylos-starlight]

Toby: *opens his mouth*

Me: Disgusting.

[toastspirit]

life changing revelation: I will run out of my testosterone more slowly if I simply take less of it

[habibisagi]

shoujo third year bachira x reader who studies hard and is neglected by their parents..............

[lenle-g]

does anyone else with adhd look at a space they know they need to tidy and just get ??? super overwhelmed ?? like where to even start?? Anyone got tips for that??

[whlteroses]

Ok but alex just explaining how he became the way he is to someone-//

[mcdcat]

ヽ(o´3`o)ﾉ

He blinks. His eyes wide before he shut his eyes to the sensation. "Oh my.."

[jeeksy]

funny how the minute i walk away from stardew valley (briefly, Harvey my beloved), tumblr wants to push stardew valley blogs to me (and i cannot resist).

[yappacadaver]

i do not like boiling like a crab but sometimes it really does feel like im being boiled like a crab

[playlamb]

hospital.

[sportsallover]

D’oùùùù je viens de me faire spoiler le résultat de la Star Ac en regardant le tag du biathlon. C’est quoi c’te blague

[dragonpyre]

for injury prompt post: 29 with dick and robin jason?

29. "Tell me where it hurts, and be specific."

Send me a whump prompt and a character and I'll write a snippit

Okay, so maybe stealing Nightwing's bike and driving it through Bludhaven by himself was a bad idea. Maybe. In his defense he had no idea there’d been gravel on the road when he started breaking. So him being thrown from the bike was totally the road’s fault! Not his. And now he was sat in his sort-of brothers apartment with a growing bruise the size of Texas and a face scraped to hell and back. And that was just what was visible. “Alright, since we don’t have an Alfred or Leslie here,” Dick said, sitting down on the chair in front of him at the table. “We’ll improvise.” Jason eyes the first aid kit he’d set on the table warily. It was looking a little… empty. “I think I can wait till I get home,” He tried. Which, no offense to Dick’s EMT skills. But maybe a roll of gauze and some vaseline wouldn’t cut it this time. “Nope. You’re not leaving this apartment till you’ve been looked over by someone,” Dick stated. “Now, tell me where it hurts. And be specific.” Ugh, older brothers were the worst. “Wrist kinda hurts,” Jason mumbled, holding up his left arm. He’d landed pretty hard on it, but it didn’t really feel broken. “Any head pain?” Dick asked, moving to inspect his arm carefully. Jason just shook his head. “And you’re fully coherent,” Dick added, still focused on his wrist. “So hopefully we can rule out concussion. But you seriously need a helmet next time.” “Hey, you ride that thing without one!” Jason argued, wincing as Dick pressed down on a certain spot. “Cuz I’m a trained acrobat who’s been doing this longer than you’ve been alive,” the man pointed out, testing the tender area again, humming thoughtfully at Jason’s pained reaction. “And you’ve only been Robin for six months.” “Batman doesn’t wear a helmet….” “And we see how well that goes for him,” Dick smirked.

[varreblogger]

trying to expand your music taste is hard when you have Listen To Same Song 40 Or 50 Times In A Row disease