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[beyond-mogai-pride-flags]

Erranboric Pride Flag

Erranboric or eranboric/eransboric: an umbrella term for those who are not attracted to non-binary people anymore; a label in which one's enboric attraction has partially or fully vanished.

This includes, for example: pluralians with latent or dormant attraction towards enbies; binsexual disexual folk who used to be attracted to nby people but realized they are strictly boric/noenboric after all; erraspec people; binians (BLB), nibians (NBLB/NLB), trixamorics (XLBW), and toramorics (XLBM) who were enboric in the past.

[jdorian]

"how can you multiship?" well you see honey, when two people love each other very much and neither of them is real...

[ritualvirtuality]

please do look it up if you dont know the date bc there may be at least an approximate answer and otherwise the last option will completely dominate and this poll will be boring.

and dont be like 'but i cant sing'... just answer the earliest tune you know well enough that you COULD sing it

periods of western classical music provided only for reference

[tartppola]

i keep being to emotional over all the angst that the fandom keeps churning out of skully death so like have at thee. skully comeback.

[linolinoing]

HYUNIBINI ♡ SKZ CODE EP. 61

[finnmoff]

Disco Inferno.

[creep-girl]

the pkciv experience

[dazzlingkai]

“Because you said to call back only when there’s a corpse”

YOO YEON SEOK & CHAE SOO BIN as BAEK SA EON & HONG HEE JO WHEN THE PHONE RINGS 지금 거신 전화는 (2024) dir. Park Sang Woo

[blackpunkbird]

I love this little extra comic.

Because at first you're like:

"Awwwww, even Senshi offered to help with the cookies, that's so nice of hi..."

And then it dawns on you: Senshi is there.

It's post-canon. Where's Kabru in this scenario? He's literally stuck to Laios' side at all times as his advisor? He's not participating in "Let's make sure Laios isn't fumbling White Day" party? Essentially a group-bonding exersize?

Unless he's the only person on earth that literally cannot remind Laios. Since, you know, Kabru gave Laios those valentines chocolates and it would be extemely inappropriate for him specifically to be reminding Laios about the white day.

Mystery solved. Everything makes sence now. Good comic.

[carebeardean]

Charles whose dad smashed his cassette tape with a hammer learns to navigate the backpack cause, like, he needs to be useful, yeah?

and this way Charles has everything Edwin needs, and if Edwin gets sick of him he’ll just.. he doesn’t know what he’ll do.

but then Edwin gets the record player.

he suggests, tentatively, that Charles might play some of his “queen” if he liked. after all, if they are to haunt potential realtors away from their new office, they may as well entertain themselves.

so they take turns, switching out; edwin likes opera. he shows Charles how to waltz, chiding Charles to stop looking at his feet til they’re gliding, whirling around like they’re in the movies. Edwin’s smile is small and pleased and lovely. (Charles attempt to get Edwin to headbang along to queen results in a sort of awkward rhythmic nodding. Charles loves him so much he could die again.)

And, like. Edwin doesn’t like clutter. he doesn’t bother with the random tidbits ghosts give them for solving cases.

until now, apparently.

now he comes back from trading at the goblin market with little useless things—a cursed rubix cube, records from bands Charles mentioned years ago.

Charles is so busy trying to subtly read his book on Edwardian courting rituals (disguised by Nikos discreet manga covers) that he doesn’t realize what Edwin’s set down in front of him. he stares at Edwin’s spiky handwriting, the tidy numbered list.

“I thought, perhaps, that we might—start a new tradition.”

Charles blinks, eyes stinging. “Mate, did you.. make me a mixtape?”

“Crystal assisted me, and while she was absolutely insuffer—“ Edwin staggers, catching him with a surprised little noise.

“I love you so much,” Charles says, muffled into his throat. “You’re my favorite person. I love you so much it hurts, sometimes.”

“Yes,” Edwin says softly, hands curling around his waist. He takes Charles weight like it’s nothing. “I believe I know the feeling.”

this is a longer fic on ao3 now!

[25shadesoffebruary]

So don't talk about my wife like that.

[dangermousie]

What he means: if I let you go, your psycho mother will marry you off to someone truly awful.

What she hears: you are trapped by me forever mwahahahahah

What he means: or my psycho family will bury you alive.

What she hears: I only care about power and you are a prop.

What he means: that way you are safe and protected from bad guys and tabloids and everyone else.

What she hears: I am ashamed of my unworthy wife.

FINAL GRADE FOR FAMOUS HOSTAGE NEGOTIATOR AND LEGENDARY COMMUNICATOR:

[liveasbutterflies]

I won't hold back anymore.

When the Phone Rings (지금 거신 전화는) 2024

[ritualvirtuality]

for books this is about the printing date of the physical object you have! not publication date!! dont count things that only incidentally have writing on them (like a record sleeve, a box for something, an engraved metal object, or a photograph with a caption on it) but you can count associated materials if the writing is the main focus (like a booklet with the record, instruction booklets in a box, sales receipts or certificates for other objects, or a diary which the photo is pasted into

[tartppola]

uncle grimmuuuu