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aneverydaything · 4 months ago
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Day 2213, 14 July 2024
The old railway line between Highgate and Finsbury Park, London
Today I completed sections 11 and 12 of the Capital Ring which took me down familiar trails. I used to regularly run along this old disused railway line between Highgate and Finsbury Park. It was a welcome change to enjoy it whilst not totally out of breath.
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copperbadge · 10 months ago
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I've started to build a bookmark file of jobsearch sites to check regularly, and part of that is looking around at employers local to Chicago. On a whim I went to the careers site of one of the larger corporations headquartered here, and while I was poking around to see what kind of requirements they have for what kind of jobs, I came across the worst tabletop campaign ever:
We’re looking for a data product expert who’s also the ultimate puzzle/dungeon master. Your quest: work with a group of diverse stakeholders to discover key problems to solve and drive consensus, adoption of data standards. The treasure? A faster, more resilient and reliable data system...
That's terrible and funny all on its own, but it gets even better when you know what Large Evil Chicago Corporation I was looking at:
McDonald's.
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nicknicklambert · 2 years ago
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Capital Ring - Section 5
Capital Ring Section 5 - a great mix of nature, architecture and historical interest. @capital_ring #walk #WalkLondon @walklondon #LoveLondon
Stratham Common to Wimbledon Park This section is different to the last as it has suburban roads as well as parks and some beautiful and interesting building along the route. We leave Streatham Common at the Northwest corner and walk down residential streets until we get to the railway line near Streatham Common station. We pass under the tracks, through a couple of colorful alleyways, probably…
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whereserpentswalk · 1 year ago
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Imagine what neoliberal propaganda articles look like in various evil empires.
"Women in Sauron's army. How female orcs have helped create a more inclusive global conquest." - The Mordor Examiner
"How the death star program is revitalizing the galactic economy." - The Coruscant Times
"Despite progressive cries to "Free Arrakis" situation with House Harkonnen more complicated then most people think." - The Corrino Fund
"How the anti imperial rabbit hole can easily lead to people to pro choas views." - Ultramar Today
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saul-tortellini · 1 year ago
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pixlatedvampire · 22 days ago
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hi the literal whole entire reason i made these was bc i watched this 10 sec clip on youtube pls watch
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eloquentsisyphianturmoil · 5 months ago
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Gandalf said ‘do not offer me that’, Galadriel said ‘I would be a queen, great and terrible,’ but Elrond said ‘get that the fuck away from me’ and this is nonsensical.
The other keepers of the elven rings were most challenged by the One, why not Elrond? Is his struggle merely hidden? Is it his Maia blood? Is it simply his mixed blood? Is that why Aragorn withstood, too?
Canonically the race of men are most easily corrupted, yet Elrond half-elven, who is almost 40% man, doesn’t notably bat an eyelash. Why?
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nando161mando · 2 months ago
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France rn
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incorrect-lord-of-the-rings · 6 months ago
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As Rings of Power season 2 begins, I am just gonna say one thing before we get into the chaos.
I will NOT have people being racist or misogynistic about this show on my blog. The first season was bad for many reasons, but the diverse cast members were not any of those. If I hear "woke" or "Guyladriel" one more time I'm actually gonna go all Bullroarer Took on y'all and invent a worse version of golf.
You can dislike the plot, that's okay. You can dislike the hair and costumes, that's okay. You can dislike the characters and how they are written, that's okay. You can dislike the writing, the direction, the pacing, the scenery, the disloyalty to the lore. That's all okay. God knows I've complained endlessly about this show and how good it genuinely could have been.
What isn't okay is being racist and misogynistic about it. I don't care if "Tolkien made them all white and would hate the woke bullshit" because that isn't true. From what we know of Tolkien and his evolution through the years, he was very progressive for his time, growing more so during his years. I believe that he probably would have hated the butchery of his lore and world, but he would have accepted and encouraged the diversity.
So that being said, I'm going to continue watching the show and being wary and I'm gonna keep posting my criticisms and wants for it. But if I see ANY of you being racist about it, be prepared for a tall hobbit with a golf visor and polo shirt.
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todayontumblr · 1 year ago
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Thursday, August 3.
vintage ads.
Capitalism: bad. Vintage ads: good.
Or so dictates the paradoxical logic that we have decided for ourselves, and when the question is this awkward, the answer is obvious: to stick our collective heads in the sand and simply enjoy the pretty things. And goodness, they are pretty. The problems with advertising, and its seductive evils, are laid bare by this selection of ads handpicked from the dashboard. The common thread between all of these ads is that they have been produced by corporations whose end goal and very purpose is to convince you (against your better judgment, or circumstances) to spend your money (money which you need) on their products (products which you don't—and possibly can't really afford.) 
Similarly demonstrated, however, is the irresistible nostalgic glamour. Perhaps when contemporary advertising tries so hard to be a meme, or be funny, or be quirky and off-beat (or perhaps more simply put, tries too hard) there is a genuine allure in classic adverts that, even now, feel so effortlessly stylish. This effortlessness is also paradoxical because, like the products they often advertise, they are the result of hard work, time, dedication, from those at the peak of their craft. Like these products, they were made for leisurely, long-term use and enjoyment, and not to be so quickly consumed and discarded. What we're really saying, I suppose, is when #advertising is this slick, and pleasing to the eye, we must simply ask that you be quiet, promptly, and accept our money.   
And remember, folks, one eye on the pretty ads, the other guarding your piggy banks x
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aneverydaything · 4 months ago
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Day 2206, 7 July 2024
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Over the last few months, whenever I have had a spare Sunday, I have been walking a section of the Capital Ring circular walk around London which has 15 sections. This photo was taken on section 10. The Capital Ring is largely in Zones 3 and 4. Whilst not Central London, it is not outer London either so I have been amazed just how green, quiet and rural it has been in many places. I like the layers of this photo because they almost capture the feel of the Capital Ring: the foreground, comprising the rural feel: the houses lurking but often hidden from view and the views of famous places in the distance (in this case Wembley Stadium and its famous arch).
Once I finish the Capital Ring, which will probably be September or October now, I will post more photos on More Every Day Things.
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sausage-rolll · 1 year ago
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I always find it particularly funny when people say that Ranni is just manipulating the player and that she’s using them as a means to a much more nefarious secret end, because if you actually pay attention to the game and character then one thing becomes abundantly clear.
Ranni literally cannot lie to save her life.
No seriously, she’s a cunning mastermind but she is a fucking terrible liar. When a random tarnished comes looking for her and accuses her of the assassination of Godwyn, she just goes “yeah? And what of it?” as if she’s not admitting to being the one behind the biggest act of heresy in known history. That's not something you should just say to people, least of all a tarnished!
You get her alone with you and within seconds she’s rambling about her plan, her past, her family, her friends that she adores with all of her heart, how you’re actually a lot like them, nevermind forget that last part please-
Sorry to burst the bubble of all the nihilist theorists out there that really want age of stars to secretly be a bad ending but if Ranni was planning anything nefarious with her godhood then I’m willing to bet that she wouldn’t be able to keep quiet about it until the end of her questline.
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nicknicklambert · 2 years ago
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Capital Ring - Section 4
Capital Ring Section 4. A fine walk with spectacular long views @capital_ring #WalkLondon #walk @walklondon #LoveLondon
Crystal Palace to Streatham Common Section 3 goes from Crystal Palace Station to Streatham Common, it is pretty short at 6.5km and has some spectacular long views at various point through the walk. Definitely one to choose on a clear day. On leaving the station and Crystal Palace Park, you cross over Anerley Hill Road and go up a steep hill to Palace Square, which has an interesting…
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lady-raziel · 4 months ago
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fucks me up so much that you have guys like Elon Musk who are Fallout fans and guys like Peter Thiel who are Lord of the Rings fans and it’s kind of like how do you miss the point of a piece of media so bad…like how do you enjoy something like that and not take away the MAIN MESSAGES and not realize that if you were in these stories YOU would be the bad guy….
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 8 months ago
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Til Death Do Us Part
A Steddie oneshot
Eddie was sitting in Steve's house. . .well, actually lying in Steve's house. He was still pretty banged up, and considering the town still thought he was a murderer, he needed to hide out for a while, and Steve Harrington's was the perfect place. It still felt weird to think that Steve was a good guy, but it was much too evident, and it made Eddie realize that he jumped to conclusions as quickly as others did about him. It's weird how connected they are now. First through Dustin, then through trauma, and now through bat bites. These scars were going to be more permanent than a marriage certificate. Who would have thought that he would be married with a kid by age 20. . .with Steve Harrington of all people? The thought made him laugh.
"What are you laughing about in here?" Steve asked as he popped into the room.
"I was thinking that these bat bites of ours are pretty permanent," Eddie smirked. "We're practically married."
"We are not married," Steve scoffed.
"Are you telling me we're getting divorced?" Eddie asked with a gasp. "So soon. . .oh, sweetheart, tell me what I did so I can make it up to you! Think of the kids, Steve!"
"Well, you didn't listen to me when I told you not to be a hero, so there's that," Steve said. "Not to mention the fact that you made Lucas feel bad about playing basketball, and you divided him and his friends as well as his sister. So, there's that as well."
"Shit, yeah, I do deserve the divorce," Eddie said, wincing and looking remorseful. "I'm not much better than my father, am I?"
"Hey, that not - I didn't mean it like that, Eddie. I'm sorry. Yeah, it's too soon to joke about it," Steve said softly. "Did you apologize to the kids? I mean, you did. I was there."
"Well, yeah," Eddie muttered.
"Was your dad actually sorry for anything he ever did? Would he have done what you did and tried to buy us more time? Would he have found a place for lost sheep to go to?" Steve asked.
"Well, no," Eddie admitted.
"Than you're a better man than your father ever will be," Steve shrugged. "Hold on."
Steve left the room, and a moment later, he returned with his pillow. He placed it on the bed next to him.
"What are you doing?" Eddie asked.
"Sleeping with my husband," Steve said.
"So, no divorce then?" Eddie asked with a grin.
"Are you kidding me? No way, I'm raising these hellions without a partner," Steve said. "You said it, we're married. Til death do us part, asshole."
"Goodnight, Mr. Munson," Eddie grinned.
He laughed as he sank down onto the bed beside Steve, who leaned over to turn off the light. He was thankful that Steve left the light on. Eddie watched as his husband closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. A deep wave of affection came over him as he studied Steve’s features. Oh, shit, what was that? Was he developing feelings for his husband? He liked girls. . .right? No, it was just indigestion. Eddie sighed with relief and closed his eyes.
"Steven, why are you sleeping with a man?" Robin's voice floated into Eddie's ears.
Eddie's eyes slowly opened, and he groaned quietly against the morning light streaming through the window. Steve was on his back, his eyes closed. Robin was standing over him, her hands on her hips.
"Oh my God, Robin, you can't just ask why two men are sleeping together this early in the morning," Steve groaned, his eyes remaining closed.
"Is there something you want to tell me, buddy?" Robin asked.
"Ugh, can't a guy sleep with his husband without any third degree?" Steve asked.
Neither one of them had noticed that Eddie was awake, much to Eddie's amusement.
"His what?!" Robin exclaimed and Eddie nearly laughed.
"Eddie said last night that the bat bites made us practically married," Steve said and groaned. "Don't make a big deal out of it, Robin. We're platonically married."
"Okay, I'll just let the kids know that their Daddies won't come downstairs because they're too busy platonically sleeping together," Robin said dryly. "It doesn't look platonic to me."
"Robin, stop, he doesn't like me that way," Steve sighed. "I doubt he likes men and women the way that I do or the way that I like him. I'll get up. They're probably going to want breakfast."
"Steve, he was clearly flirting with you! No one calls people "big boy" like that and means it platonically!" Robin exclaimed.
Eddie held in a breath until Robin and Steve left the room. He let it out with a loud gasp.
"Holy shit!" Eddie exclaimed. "I was flirting with Steve?!"
Eddie's eyes widened as he thought about all of his interactions with men. Yes, now that he's thinking about it, there was a definite attraction to certain jocks. Sure, he actually hated some of them, but Steve, he was pretty sure he hated for no reason back then. He did nothing to him or his friends, and he had always kept Hagan, as well as the other basketball players, on a tight lease. Well, he really tried to. Whenever he watched Steve play while in the gym, he always got irrationally angry at the sight of him. Maybe it wasn't hate. . .no, it definitely wasn't hate because he always wanted to bite him. It was so often that Eddie had, honest to God, thought that he was turning into a cannibal.
"Oh, fuck! Fuckity, fuck, fuck, shit! Goddamnit!" Eddie exclaimed.
As the days passed by, Eddie really tried to push his feelings for Steve aside. He wanted Steve to remain in his life and the one really romantic relationship he had he totally fucked up. No, he wasn't good at that shit and it would only ruin what he had with Steve now. It didn't help that Steve was basically taking care of him. Luckily, he was able to move around, and with the help of Robin, he was able to move downstairs. Unfortunately, she decided that she needed to talk her best friend up.
"I already know how great Steve is, Robin," Eddie mumbled. "I married him, didn't I?"
"No, you got married by a couple of interdimensional bats," Robin said. "You did not make the conscious decision at the time to marry my best friend."
"Why are you trying to sell me on Steve? I don't like him like that. I don't like men either," Eddie said as he lied out of his ass.
"You don't?" Robin asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "And I wasn't necessarily trying to convince you to do anything. I was just talking about how great Steve is."
"Well, if you think he's so great, why don't you date him?" Eddie asked.
"Well, I would, but he's got the hots for someone else. We're also strictly platonic. Let's see what else? . . . Oh! There's also the fact that I'm a lesbian," Robin said.
"Shit, seriously?" Eddie asked and stared at her for a while, not saying anything. "Goddamnit! Okay! Okay! I'm also. . .not exactly straight. I like men, I like women, and I am head over heels for Steve Harrington. Happy?"
"Well, yes and no. You know, I wasn't trying to pressure you into outing yourself, right?" Robin asked.
"Yeah, I know," he mumbled. "I was pressuring myself."
"Thank you for telling me," Robin said.
"Thank you for telling me," Eddie grinned.
"Are you going to tell Steve?" Robin asked.
"Nope. Never," Eddie said.
"Why?" Robin asked.
"I tend to mess up in that area, so why risk what I have with Steve now?" Eddie asked.
"Because these scars you carry are proof that every day could be your last, and I don't think telling Steve is going to scare him off," Robin said softly. "He might surprise you."
"I know he likes me, which I don't understand why," Eddie said. "My husband can do so much better."
"How do you know?" Robin asked.
"You guys weren't exactly quiet the other day. It made me realize that I like both, that I've been flirting with Steve," Eddie said.
"So, you're running away, being a chicken shit, because you've already decided that you're going to hurt him?" She asked with narrowed eyes.
"I would never purposely hurt him," Eddie said.
"Well, leading him on and thinking it's going to go somewhere is hurting him. So, whether you decide to go forward with your relationship or not, you're going to have to talk to him because you're going to hurt him either way. But you want to know what a good way of not hurting him is? . . . DECIDING TO FUCKING BE WITH HIM, YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT!" Robin shrieked. "Get your head out your ass. You both deserve to be with each other. We're all scared of telling people how we feel, but you know what I did after we averted the apocalypse?. . .I mean, eventually, I told Vickie how I felt. So, buck up. You're hurting yourself unnecessarily and Steve, especially since you're the one who knows that you like him and he likes you. Meanwhile, he's left in the dark about how you feel. I will not see Steve hurt. Got it?!"
Robin hit him over the head with a couch pillow. Eddie shrieked.
"Alright! Alright, I'll talk to him! Can I heal first?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah, that's fine, take your time," Robin said calmly, lowering the pillow. "So, do you want to be with him?"
"Of course I want to be with him. . .I'm just scared," Eddie said. "All of this is new."
"Well, I did say you could take your time," Robin said. "And if you tell Steve how scared you are of messing this up, he'll understand completely, and I'm sure you can both work through it together. . . You know, if you decide to be with him"
"This is fucking crazy. . .Steve Harrington likes me. I can't believe it. Nope! No way," Eddie said shaking his head.
"Yeah, I can't believe it either," Robin laughed.
"Fuck off," Eddie rolled his eyes.
Steve strolled through the door with a sigh as he walked into the living.
"Okay, the kids are all at home. Now we can have some time to ourselves. Well, us and Robin," Steve grinned.
He sat down on Eddie's other and kissed Eddie's temple as he wrapped his arm around him. It had quickly become a thing with them. . .to always be touching. Apparently, they were kissing each other on the head now.
"Hi, honey, did the kids give you a hard time?" Eddie asked as he squeezed his knee.
He could feel his eyes lighting up at Steve as he launched into details about the car ride. God, this was so fucking domestic and he loved it. More days passed, and he was able to move around on his own, but he was still in a lot of pain. Apparently, Steve was, too, but he had neglected to say anything until Eddie was cuddling up to him in bed and his arm wrapped around his stomach. Steve involuntarily winced. Yeah, the bat bites were no joke. Neither was their venom, which, according to the doctors were never going to go away. Luckily, Argyle and Jonathan offered a solution, but they arrived just as Steve was driving Robin to Vickie's.
"Uh, are we waiting for Steve?" Jonathan asked.
"Yeah, turns out he's in pain too," Eddie said as Argyle guided him to the couch. "He's just hasn't said anything. He prefers to suffer in silence, I guess."
"Bat bites are a bitch, huh?" Argyle asked.
"Yeah, the only good thing that's come from it is the permanent marriage between me and Steve," Eddie said with a grin.
"What?" Jonathan asked.
"It's a running joke," Eddie shrugged.
"With the whole kids thing, yeah, that makes sense," Argyle said.
"So, is Steve a good husband?" Jonathan smirked.
"Hell yeah!" Eddie exclaimed, slapping his knee. "Couldn't ask for a better baby daddy."
"Seriously?" Jonathan scoffed.
"You've got something against my husband, Byers?" Eddie smirked.
"It's just hard to imagine Steve being mature enough to handle being married," Jonathan said. "Let alone to a guy."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Eddie asked, the smirk dropping from his lips.
"Just that he's a notorious ladies man, Eddie. I wouldn't get your hopes, man. He's not exactly comfortable with. . .," Jonathan said, trailing off.
"With people like me," Eddie said, looking at him with hard eyes. "Did you just make an assumption about my sexuality, Byers?"
"Oh, man," Argyle said nervously. "I think Jonathan was trying to look out for you, man."
"I'm not his little brother, I'm a grown man," Eddie sighed.
"That's a fair point," Argyle said.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to do that, but I just trying to warn you about what kind of guy Steve is," Jonathan said. "I shouldn't have made an assumption about you."
"What kind of guy do you think that Steve is? Are you calling him homophobic in his own home?" Eddie asked.
"I think he's upset you're insulting his husband, Jonathan," Argyle said.
"I just want to know why you think that about Steve," Eddie said. "That's all."
Eddie was really trying not to show Jonathan how angry he is but the guy was making it difficult.
"He called me queer once," Jonathan said.
"That's it? He called you queer and that automatically makes him homophobic? I've used that word, and I'm about as straight as a cooked noodle," Eddie said defensively. "So, when, pray tell, did he call you this?"
"It was a few years ago," he muttered.
Eddie could tell that Jonathan was starting to realize how ridiculous it was.
"Look, man, I get where you're coming from, I do because I was pretty sure I hated Steve for a long time, and because of that, I held onto my prejudiced views about jocks for a long time. My reasoning behind that is clearly not the same as yours. . .at least, I hope not. After everything that Steve has done, how can you still think anything negative about the man?" Eddie asked.
"You can do great things and still have hateful thoughts," Jonathan said.
"He's not homophobic, you fucking idiot! You would know that if you had bothered to try and get to know him in the last few years," Eddie rolled his eyes. "He shouldn't have to keep apologizing for shit he's already apologized for."
"How do you know that?" Jonathan asked. "You haven't known him that long."
"It's all about quality, not about quantity, and I clearly know him better than you do, Byers," Eddie spat. "Your own brother feels safe around him. The kids look up to him. Nancy trusts him. Your mother and Hopper love him. Jesus, what is this really about?"
"Will won't shut up about him!" Jonathan snapped. "Every time they hang out or Steve drops him off, Will comes home gushing about him and I'm just worried. . ."
"What? That he's going to think that Steve’s the better older brother?" Eddie asked, and then he laughed. "That's stupid. That's even stupider than you holding onto a dumb grudge. You know what Will does when he's over here with his friends and Steve. . . He talks about you. It's non-stop, actually. The kid loves you, and no one is ever going to replace you. So, get that out of your thick skull. Trust me when I say this: Steve Harrington is not homophobic."
"Yeah, okay," Jonathan said softly.
"You need to talk to Steve about this and Will," Eddie said. "And Byers?"
"Yeah?"
"If you ever insult my husband again, I'll punch your lights out," Eddie said.
"Noted. I'm sorry. . . Are you in love with him?" He asked curiously.
"Head over heels, man," Eddie said.
"So, are we good?" Argyle asked.
"Yeah, we're good," Eddie said in amusement as he shook Jonathan's hand.
"Oh, thank God, I thought that was going to get really awkward there for a minute," Argyle said, and they laughed.
Later that night, Eddie was lying in bed with Steve, cradling him from behind. His hand was up Steve’s shirt, carassing his stomach right above his bat bites. He didn't want to let this go, but he was also ready to risk it all for Steve Harrington.
"Steve?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm in love with you," Eddie said softly.
Steve turned around in his arms so he was looking at him. His hazel eyes were big and round, looking at him hopefully. The light from the lamp beside his side of the bed was revealing all of the colors in Steve's eyes. The green and the brown intermingled beautifully, but the light also made his eyes look a little bit golden. Eddie sighed. God, he was beautiful.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"I'm in love with you too," Steve whispered.
"I know."
"Did you just fucking Han Solo - mmpf!"
Eddie crashed his lips to Steve’s, kissing him harshly. Steve smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Eddie gently as he threw his leg over Eddie's. Steve’s eagerly kissed him back, his fingers cupping the back of Eddie's head, tugging on his hair. Eddie moaned into his mouth. Steve gasped for breath as he broke the kiss.
"Is this really happening?" Steve asked.
"Til death do us part, asshole."
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uncanny-tranny · 1 year ago
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I love you smile lines and worry lines and grey and white hair and wrinkles and purple spiderweb veins and the process of aging and living in a body that is standing the test of times. I love you experiences that make you wiser and stories that make you laugh, and every little process that happens to get to the point where you have so many memories because you have the fortune to be here and be so radiant
#positivity#pro aging#also i hate you 'anti aging' scams that capitalize on fear of aging. death by 1000000 papercuts for ye#saw a hair video where they restored the salt-and-pepper colour in an older clients hair and it looked SO GOOD at the end#i love when people throw in the towel and embrace their aging however that looks#it isn't productive to shame people who are ashamed of aging and i just want to. celebrate aging#in a world that simultaneously venerates youth and adulthood and hates BOTH you need to find some sense of freedom#as a Young Adult(tm) please please PLEASE older folks seeing this/following me know that i look up to you#older folks i need you to know that your worth NEVER diminished when you added a new number on your birthday cake#and your body and mind and soul NEVER lost worth because it started to creak a little at the joints#and i might be wrong about this because i'm still young but it can be SO tempted to miss your youth when you feel like...#...you've somehow LOST part of yourself by growing older. and so much of aging is about change and some things don't stay the same...#...and that IS scary and i will never once fault somebody for that. but please don't fall into the trap that because you've aged that...#...you somehow have forever lost fundamental pieces of Who You Are and you could never come back from that...#...for your own sake and sanity you deserve to find comfort and solice and understanding in who you still are...#...because you are still - at the core - the same. you can never take this away from yourself#and i know this might ring hollow because i just don't get what it's like to be older#but i have looked at my elders and felt awe at their age and their experiences#and i know what that is like and it's awesome. i just wish more older people knew that so many of us look at you with awe...#...and - if you can believe it - some of us ENVY your age or experiences or even body#i'm watching an 'older' content creator (older by internet standards 🙄) and i envy him for how eventful his life was#i envy that he experienced a different world - one that i have only heard about from my dad because i was too young to remember it#and i admire this person for their wisdom and thoughts because they've come from his experiences living in a Different World#it's that type of stuff that makes me unafraid to keep on living#inspired by following somebody like. twice my age posting about their excitement abiut growing older and !!!!!!! YEAHHHHHH#didn't realize they were closer to my dad's age but that's so cool???????????
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