#How it began
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honeyandmahogany · 1 month ago
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When I think of my autism hyperfixations, the patterns and waves they come in, I wonder what I could possibly become hyperfixated on next. The last thing I ever expected my latest one to be was this 2000+ year old smarmy bastard from a D&D based RPG.
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I'd say I'm complaining but really...I'm not.
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beyond-my-dreams · 5 months ago
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I.O.G! Institution Of the Gifted! You've heard about it, a place where people who possess an ability go, but as someone who doesn't harness such an ability you were still being sent there. Why? The answer was simple. You were broken and this was your parents last resort. Having grown up lacking emotions and pain tolerance made your family a laughing stock to others, now this was their only way to prove you weren't a hollow of a person. If only you were gifted, then it would solve all your problems, right?
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sarahthecoat · 3 months ago
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twelve years ago today i got the first series of sherlock out of the library on dvd.
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crmsnmth · 3 months ago
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How It Began
Somebody gave me something to forget you Something that would keep your words quiet Something to stop me from jumping off the bridge on North Avenue I think I might've built the courage that night
Somebody once gave me something so I'd cheer up New people with new lives I'm somehow integrating in Without you, it's only a matter of time until I fall in with a bad crowd I always do because I lose all preservation of self
And when you lose the fear of dying, you're truly free
Somebody once gave me something so I'd stop my whining And it just made me not want to talk at all Which means that all I do is complain about everything in life I can't deny that, because I know it's the truthful
Somebody once gave me something to enjoy the show I didn't want to come, but who turns away free drugs? So I'll stand in the back with my arms closed because I'm way to fucked up to get into that pit
Wishing so badly that I had the ability to vanish
Somebody once gave me something and should me the trick The spike, the vein and the way the plunger drops in Learning how the spoon works and how to tie off And soon enough I'll find myself going where I don't belonged
Somebody once gave me something so I wasn't sick I've always had the ability to charm anyone I want What makes you think I didn't do it to you? Pawning the jewelry you said I could wear
Somebody once gave me something
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cheribombretro · 5 months ago
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My Journey to Cheribomb Retro
Vintage clothing has been a lifelong passion of mine, inspired by my mother's handmade creations and childhood memories of a cherished Hawaiian print skirt. As a teenager, I fell in love with the sleek styles of the late '50s and '60s, thanks to my mum's versatile designs. Full story here. (links to cheribombretro.com) Inclusivity not exclusivity The planet. Its people. All of us.
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creationfathers · 1 year ago
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In this moment, amidst the wreckage of pleasure and satisfaction, they find solace and understanding for each other, marking the beginning of what could be an extraordinary love story.
This is what I do....write about love ❤️
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redeemed-wren · 2 months ago
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Thinking about. Stanley Pines. Once summer, not long after Weirdmaggedon. Sitting in his seat, staring at the tv but realising slowly he's not really watching TV, he's listening.
Listening to Soos, taking a tour group around the Shack, his voice confident and happy, eagerly telling tourists all kinds of tall tales. Soos, with his young son strapped to his chest, held close and dear to his heart, always knowing he is loved and wanted by his father.
Listening to Wendy and Melody, laughter turning to deeper conversations in the gift shop as Wendy pours out her latest dating drama and Melody listens sympathetically--not quite a mother, but an older sister figure is all Wendy wants at the moment.
Listening to a distant boom coming from the basement, a cause for some concern that fades quickly as three peals of laughter follow soon after. One deep and familiar, as comforting and close as the sound of a ship's motor and the open sea. One young and high, cracking with adolescent awkwardness. One loud and cackling, a hint of madness never quite leaving it but more settled than it used to be. And Stan figures it's probably time to send someone down to drag Ford, Dipper and McGucket upstairs before they forget what light is and get too nerdy.
Besides it's nearly dinner time, and he's listening to Mabel's steady, unrelenting chatter in the kitchen, punctuated by a few grunts of acknowledgment from Abuelita as they prepare a meal.
And Stan feels a strange, unusual sensation wash over him, something he hasn't felt for over half a lifetime, by a boat on a beach. A sensation of contentment, of security, of peace. And he realises that if he stood up and walked into any one of the rooms in the Shack he would be greeted with smiles and faces lighting up to see him and cheerful cries of his name.
And he looks down at the darned pig sleeping beside his chair and things, with oddly misty eyes, that he spent thirty years trying to find his brother again. And he succeeded--but somehow, he got more than that. He had formed around him, without even realising it, a family.
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plesiosaurys · 1 year ago
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getting emotional over footage of an amateur scuba diver interacting with a coelacanth. they are hunted by large deepwater predators, and here comes a large creature bearing the brightest lights it's ever seen, making strange noises, but it does not shy away. it hovers, calmly, as the diver reaches out and trails a hand down its back. im strongly against the anthropomorphizing of real life animals but the stupid emotional part of me loudly insists this is because it recognizes us, the alternating movements of its four paired limbs matching the diver's four paired limbs, & it is thinking, "hello, cousins, we missed you these 66 million years, it's so good to see you again. welcome back, welcome home."
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dr-chalk · 8 months ago
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So much history you weren't present for
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beyond-my-dreams · 8 months ago
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Works. Need an AO3 acc.
How It Began ( WIP)
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miscellaneousrenaissant · 2 days ago
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Ep 3 AU in which Evan succeeded on his death save but lost his arm, so K made him a prosthesis while the group was still on Galamanis
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vyeoh · 6 months ago
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Fic where after realizing his feeling charles looks up edwardian courting tactics because he CANNOT chance edwin misunderstanding him after rejecting him the first time. he does his research and after countless books and internet dives, he's reached a solution: he will propose marriage
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mocndu · 5 months ago
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KILL HIM NOW
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tahopo · 3 months ago
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we truly regressed when people started buying into the genderbending is inherently transphobic thing. yeah that twelve year old being inquisitive and having fun on deviantart was your enemy all along.
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varilien · 1 year ago
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you know me, in the way that matters most.
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fuckyeahchinesefashion · 2 months ago
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cnetizens post souvenir they got at various chinese museums
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these are all fridge stickers
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