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ayatxt · 11 months ago
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togaschako · 22 days ago
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This is what pisses me off, but everyone wants to blame bakudeku and togachako shippers for being 'toxic'.
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nimbus-bugs · 2 years ago
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welcome to the joys of grieving parenting!
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soup-soup-soup-soup-soup · 2 months ago
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so my RAs put on a tote bag designing event and--
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hurtthemgently · 1 year ago
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I wanna become a professor so I can be that eccentric character in every investigation procedural who solves all the crimes using their chosen field of study
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clochardscelestes · 7 months ago
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I hate them all I hate them all I hate myself For hating them So I’ll drink some more I’ll love them all I’ll drink even more I’ll hate them even more than I did before
The Strokes - On The Other Side.
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animanytotsllyinsany · 7 months ago
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mods are asleep drop the patb redesigns
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fan-dweeb · 1 year ago
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Touya: How’s it going?
Hawks: Careful, that’s some high duty goods you’re asking for
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primewritessmut · 11 months ago
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febuwhump got me, y'all
if you want to read john and arthur in SITUATIONS you can check out on the other side on ao3
here's day one to lure you, like a siren's song
There’s nothing quite like being unable to see to make a man feel helpless.
It’s a feeling that Arthur has only ever experienced in fragments before, waking up at midnight and fumbling for a light, slipping through the back hallways of a music hall, the sliver of time just before unconsciousness when he’d been drinking too much. But those moments are finite. Arthur always knew they would end. He’d turn on the lamp. He’d exit back onto stage. He’d wake up chagrined and shamefaced, and promise himself he’d never drink again.
This is not finite.
This is a life of unrelenting darkness.
A fate he would have thought, up until yesterday, is worse than death for a man that still fancies himself a composer even if that’s not what pays the bills.
But Arthur is learning that there are so, so many things worse than being unable to see.
“Get up, Arthur. We don’t have time for your moping this morning.”
Yes. There are things that are much worse than living in the dark.
Like finally knowing what’s on the other side of it.
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maryjaneszombies-blog · 8 months ago
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Is there a world out there...
I'm dreaming of..?
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legallybrunettedotcom · 1 year ago
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it's so cool having celebrity gossip or whatever you want to call it, but when kate beckinsale was staying in the hotel i worked in, she was there for probably 2-3 months and let me tell you she is quite messy and disgusting and she also had cats and dogs with her so it was all super nasty, i wasn't in charge of her suite so i didn't do much there, but my coworkers were and they worked so hard every day. do you think she left a tip? a single tip in all those 3 months? nope.
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sadlynotthevoid · 2 years ago
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Do you ever find yourself calmly going through your day, minding your business, and suddenly you start to think about og!Cale? About what he might have gone through? About how lonely and tired he must have been, surviving two decades as the last of the family he wanted to protect? About how, even before that, no one actually knew him?
Do you ever find yourself thinking about how he must have felt when he died? How, although disappointed in himself and angry with the white shit, he may have felt relieved? That he might have thought 'It's over', at his last moments? That, maybe he had waited to rest? To reunite with the people he had lost?
Do you ever wonder how he must have felt when that wasn't the end? When he was offered the life and safety of the people he loves, of the hometown he lost, at the price of not being there to see it? To meet them again?
Do you ever think about how still he accepted it? How he decided to give his name, body, and identity to someone else and live as a strange in a strange world, only so a family that doesn't know him could live safely and happily?
Do you ever wonder if the God of Death pitied him? If maybe that's why he told him about his mother's current incarnation? Because that wasn't on their deal. Or if maybe he was worried that he would brake? If he decided to tell him as a mercy for a person who had lost everything and couldn't get to rest... Or to give him an anchor to fulfill his new role in that world?
Do you ever find yourself thinking of how crazy, one-sided, platonic love og!Cale has? How his way to love is so selfless and deep? How his love fits with the definition of agape to a T?
Not? Only me?... Ok.
Those thoughts haunt me.
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rastronomicals · 5 months ago
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12:19 AM EDT August 7, 2024:
Kansas - "On The Other Side" From the bootleg Two For The Stage (Recorded January 16, 1980)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
Poor quality audience taping of the band's last show on their 1980 tour of Japan, at Budokan. These are for myself the only live versions of the tremendous Monolith material I've ever heard, so the distant and thin sound can at least be tolerated.
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villainii · 3 months ago
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The plant shop of my choice has a Monstera Thai Constellation for only 25 bucks 👀
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mymelodyisme · 6 months ago
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😭 do you ever think something mean about yourself and it immediately sends like a vibration through your whole body
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