#enjoying the conversations

[amburuthings]

I haven’t seen you in my feed for so long!!! Either you just came back or I’ve not been paying attention (rip me) but welcome back!!! 😭💐

HIII ❤ It feels so right to be back in the raging wildfire together with everyone !! 🔥🔥 My heart is warm from seeing so many old faces and excited to expect many more from the holidays 🤗❤

[llovely]

here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!

[waywardstation]

Look for anything (or anyone) that could be familiar

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[coyoteworks]

[dangans-ur-ronpas]

happy pride month

[rooksunday]

thinking about fox getting his first poll card after the vode get citizenship. the guard scattered after sithsplosion day, but he and a score or so that were functionally useless without each other, like nervous space greyhounds with military training, all ended up bundled together on some planet in the mid rim.

he’s been working on a book about his years at the senate. no one knows about it aside from thorn, who has been checking his basic, and advising him where he needs to wind the reveals back a little because libel. the rest of the time he does payroll for a number of small businesses, picking and choosing his hours, and delighting in sending invoices for his business: the shiny security fund, he’s called it, to continue the tradition in a more official manner.

(when they’d been on triple zero, the fund had been for rations. blankets. bacta. they’d conned credits from tourists and stolen them from senators and turned those credits into hope for the poor bastards shipped to the city that ate shinies before they could ever earn paint. these days, the fund was for whatever his guard wanted. aside from a pony. fox couldn’t figure out where hound would keep the pony.)

the book had been born from two lists. one was the blackmail and gossip the guard had collected during their stint on coruscant; that was where thorn needed to check for dangers, but since most of those senators had died in sith-related incidents, or had been jailed when the media got hold of their dealings, all fox was doing was providing context.

the other part of the book was fox’s List. thire sometimes called it a manifesto, because he had been studying for his degree and liked to show off occasionally. the list was a suggestion of changes to the republic, some small, some large. it was a silly fancy of fox’s, as the whole book was, but if he couldn’t indulge himself in his own karkin’ book then they might as well have punted him off the high levels back on coruscant.

yet for all that he’d settled—and paid taxes, even—fox hadn’t felt part of the citizenship of the planet. then the poll card had arrived. and suddenly he mattered in a tangible way. just like the bothan baker next door did. just like the twi’lek downstairs, the one with the noisy kriffin’ speeder, did.

thorn found fox in the kitchen, still staring at the scrap of card. he rapped his knuckles on the doorframe.

“you okay there, chief?” he asked. he’d been trying out alternatives to ‘sir’. “noise complaint again?”

fox shook his head. he didn’t look up. “voting thing. there’s an election.”

“oh! yeah, we got ours yesterday. are you— what’s that face you’re making. i don’t think i like it.”

fox raised his head and gleamed his smile at thorn, who backed away slightly, one hand drifting to where a blaster once hung. fox’s eyes felt very wide. he jabbed the poll card like a vibroknife.

“do you know what this means?”

“democracy comes in two postal batches?”

“no! well, yes, apparently, and that’s inefficient, but— no!” fox jabbed the card again. “this means i am a citizen and i am about to make that a senator’s problem. where’s my manifes— list, thorn? it’s time for an update.”

[nero-neptune]

DETENTION | 2011 | dir. joseph kahn

[fromgoy2joy]

I love being involved with Jewish life on campus because I got to miss class once for “religious reasons” and the religious reason was that I went to this sick Purim drag show.

[skunkes]

[justaz]

merlin as the village tease/flirt who only ever has little flings with people (much like gwaine) and never develops feelings beyond “oh they’re cute” or “wow they’re a good friend” falling for arthur and having no idea what it means until lancelot has to spell it out for him and then merlin is just a mess. he has to hype himself up before so much as talking to arthur. he feels every time arthur even glances his way and as a result grows clumsier and clumsier to the point where people genuinely believe he was cursed by a sorcerer on one of arthur’s quests that he tagged along on. he can’t look at arthur and listen to arthur simultaneously bc he gets blown away by arthur’s beauty that the rest of the world falls away. pacing for like a solid minute outside arthur’s chambers before he has to wake him up for breakfast, the guards stationed outside watching him go back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and forth before one of them just opens the door for him.

[copperbadge]

Mum, texting out of the blue: What's a Half Torah? Is it a special version of the Torah?

Me: A what?

Mum: We're watching this Netflix show about a Rabbi and one of the people mentions reading a Half Torah. Is it an abridged version?

Me: *lightbulb* ohhhh...a Haftarah.

I'm gonna be laughing about that for a while. Reading a Half Torah. It's when you're really halfassing the weekly portion. Like the opposite of daf yomi, half Torah.

(For non-Jewish readers: the Haftarah is a special reading from religious texts within Jewish canon but outside of the weekly Torah portion -- you have a relatively long bit of Torah that gets read each week and then a shorter reading from elsewhere in the Tanakh that relates to it.)

[katydoodles]

She knows what she is doing…

Please, to the 7 ppl who ship this with me, please send me some fanfics.

[fallout-lou-begas]

i am almost constantly thinking about the mountain of implication, characterization, and insanely fucked up unspoken and unknown stories that are packed into the single paragraph of this ending slide for arcade gannon

[yearning-gay]

"idk if belly bulges from massive dildos are your thing but -" im a monsterfucker with a raging preg kink please continue in elaborate detail

[canisalbus]

how do you enjoy floor time? sitting, laying, etc