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The granola she had forced down felt uncomfortable in her stomach— hard and nauseating, as if she'd swallowed little pebbles instead of the fortifying breakfast they usually were. Ugh. She shouldn't have had anything. Not today. Not when she was seeing Kieran again.
Selene lingers in the hallway, face hot, arms hot, hands cold, dread and longing mixing impossibly inside the cavity of her chest, head swiveling at every footstep she heard, starched shirts and black Jimmy Choo's slipping in and out of offices. Somewhere in there was Kieran.
Somewhere in there was the person she held closest to her heart. Not for the first time, Selene curses her father for having to meet in these circumstances. And not for the last time, Selene curses herself for being complicit in the betrayal of her own heart. And maybe her best friend too.
But years had passed since college— it was possible that Kieran simply didn't care. Maybe to him, she just represented the faded imprint of nostalgia. Textbooks wet with the circle of a beer can. A tight embrace before finals week. Maybe it didn't matter to Kieran she was engaged to his brother, and training her would simply be a chore rather than the marathon of pain it felt like to Selene. Maybe he barely thought of her at all these days. After all. Wasn't he essentially running a Fortune 500?
Selene tucks her fingers her fingers into her chignon for an unnecessary adjustment— it looked fine, it always looked fine when she was so careful about the imagine she cultivated. Her father made sure of that. What no amount of adjusting could fix was her heart, which sat in her chest flayed and raw and aching.
#IM SO FUCKING EFSDFDSF EMOOOOOO ;-; im already fully dead like SDFSDFSF THE WAY THEY ARE FINALLY seeing each other again but like THIS???SDF#char: kieran#para1
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They manage to get the door open, and already before them is a wall of bodies — in various states of undress, chatting, dancing, sleek with sweat and glitter.
Oh!
Selene had warned Gabi this would be no small affair, but looking around at the penthouse, massive, littered with revelers, she was only now understanding just how big. The reverb from the speakers is loud enough to rattle her teeth. Maybe it'll reset her brain, or something. It'd been a rough fucking week.
"Like I said, he has this ... thing, about him, so if he's surrounded by a gaggle of admirers or something I'll scare 'em off." Selene shoots her friend a wry grin. "Just worry about having fun."
There's a snort, a flutter of Gabi's eyes. Now the woman who worked eighty-hour weeks was going to lecture her?
"Selene. You wouldn't know fun if it showed up in your Google calendar."
Her best friend volleys back an eye-roll of her own, smiles affectionately as she instructs her to stay put.
"Let me go make sure he's not back-flipping across the balcony rail."
There was no telling what he'd be doing at this point in the party. Selene wants to set this introduction up perfectly ... she just has this instinct about it! And a Machiavellian drive to execute this idea.
"Matty. Matty, Matty, Matty."
There he was. Thoroughly enjoying himself, of course. Selene smiles at her little cousin, extends her arm to ruffle that perfect array of hair.
"I have been looking for you."
#SELENE GOING TO TEE THIS UP LIKE ITS THE TGA TOUR AND SHE'S TIGER WOODS B))#SDFSDFSDF#char: matty#para1
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Rebecca was nervous even when she didn't know why. Max and her had been together for several years, but she still got the jitters everytime she dressed for her Dom. She wanted to be perfect for him, she wanted to be everything he desired and more. She looked at the mirror one last time, her dark blue dress hugging her voluptous body as she applied some lipstick.
"Honey, are you ready?" she called out for her husband.
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'The plants can be a little moody, but. I think they like it here.'
Gabi smiles, leans her head upon Matty's shoulder as he gives a gentle squeeze.
"They're all green and huge. They definitely do."
And why wouldn't they be? If Gabi were a plant— she'd like to be something tall and tropical— she would be perfectly content to live here under Matty's care, surrounded by other thriving greenery. Hell. She wanted to stay here now.
Matty had described the pocket of serenity he found on the patio. Listening to the sounds of New York, getting high. It sounded insanely appealing to Gabi, who had yet to curate such a ... rigorous self-care routine as Selene. No. No hot yoga or balcony sessions for her. Mostly she just indulged in her latest snack fixation and angrily scrolled through her work email again. Sitting out there on the patio with him, perhaps lazily pruning a dead leaf or two ... that sounded vastly more appealing and healthy. And. Well. She was pretty certain doing anything with Matty would drop her blood pressure levels quite tremendously. Everything felt better, felt amplified by his side, whether that was cooking breakfast or leaping into the pool.
But her curiosity is interrupted when Matty begins fishing around in the closet, handing her something that makes her heart leap in excitement. The fact he was already comfortable enough to let her flip through....
'I don't do it as much as I used to, but. Maybe that can be date number two.'
Matty's sketchbook. Gabi opens it carefully, as quick as she dares, head bent down to observe what's on each page.
'The first few pages suck...'
The first few pages were beautiful. And so was every single page that followed. The smile that appears on Gabi's face is involuntary, pulled out of her in awe of the sketches and studies Matty's hand created— the heavy pleats of fabric, the globular curve of a hero's shoulder. It was all strikingly beautiful, and Gabi's heart aches at Matty's talent, the fact he might downplay what he drew. Why would he do that?
"I would love to sit and watch you draw..."
Gabi's head snaps up, something misty there in her eyes.
"Matty, these are gorgeous. You're completely brilliant."
"I definitely don't trust you to rate your own artwork..."
It was a miracle that Matty even left the house for work on Mondays. Oftentimes, he'd spend a vast majority of his weekend in that very room.
"Yeah, it's really chill, in a way. Just hearing the city. Smoking some good weed." He shrugged. It was a simple pleasure that Matty enjoyed. And, now that Gabi was in his life, he wondered if they'd share evenings out there together. Smoking, staring out at the skyline.
Matty wrapped an arm around Gabi, squeezing.
"The plants can be a little moody, but. I think they like it here."
Matty laughed. He'd never really expected to be a plant collector, but. Thanks to Diego, he'd grown to appreciate having them around.
"Oh, and there's this…"
Matty walked across the room, opening the closet door. It was mainly used for storage and extras. There were a few tripods, a few cameras in their cases. He fished through a few sketchbooks until he found the right one. Definitely the mildest one.
"I started this in high school, so. The first few pages suck, but… whatever."
He handed it over.
Inside, nearly every page contained a sketch. Matty used to go to the Met whenever he could, and he'd spend hours drawing the sculptures while he listened to music.
"I don't do it as much as I used to, but. Maybe that can be date number two."
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theyve been writing essays about utena since the 90s and havent stopped since and im supposed to narrow it down into six hundred words or less. faints a little.
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the only thing consistent in pf is that they'll make tanks do excessive terrible shit so dps don't have to figure out how to do mechanics in a fight where they already didn't have to do mechanics
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ok here is the format
para1- write about your self , your name , age , what are you studying
then para 2 about songs , movies , hobbies
and similarly you can share about things about your personality , anything related to you
oh my.. I'll do this tomorrow? I need to write everything down and make a rough copy first 😂😂 but thanks anon!!
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hi! sorry for the random ask, but I'm sending this to you because of your comment with that PWA guide for Android users from a couple months ago? I followed the instructions and it worked like a charm this entire time, except for just now! I opened up tumblr thru my PWA and lo and behold, tumblr live is back at the top of my dash and I don't know how or why! do you know how to get rid of this new instance?
Sorry for the late response!! Glad to know that guide helped some people (it's here for anyone who hasn't seen it).
If you just want to know the fix then I'll add the line down at the bottom so you can copy/paste, but seeing as you did ask why it came back I'm going to hijack your ask for an educational opportunity.
Webpages are structured using HTML (HyperText Markup Language). Examples of HTML elements are <h1>, used for the main heading of a page, <p>, used for paragraphs, and <div>, used for separating content into sections. A very basic webpage might be written like:
<html> <body> <h1>My Webpage</h1> <p>This is my webpage!</p> <p>This is my very first webpage.</p> <p>I hope you like it :)</p> </body> </html>
A webpage for sure, but a pretty ugly one, and it definitely doesn't have all sorts of cool funtionality like the tumblr site does. To make a webpage do cool stuff, we need to use JavaScript, and to make it look nice, we need to style it using CSS (Cascading Style Sheets).
Let's have a go at some CSS! For example, what if I wanted to make all my paragraphs (the <p> elements) red? Let's see:
p { color: red; }
Awesome! But what if I just wanted, say, my first paragraph to be red? How would I do that? Luckily, in my HTML, I could give that first paragraph an id, and then I could use that id in the CSS, like so:
<p id="subtitle">This is my webpage!</p>
#subtitle { color: red; }
(Using a # symbol in the CSS tells it to look for an element with the id of subtitle).
Ok, but now let's say that I wanted to color my other paragraphs green. I could do something like this:
<p id="para1">This is my very first webpage.</p> <p id="para2">I hope you like it :)</p>
#para1, #para2 { color: green; }
And this would work! But it's pretty bulky to write, and that's only with 2 paragraphs! Imagine if I had 5, or 100!
Luckily, another feature we can use is classes. Classes work a bit like ids, but you can apply them to more than one element, so you can style a bunch of elements at once! Elements can also have more than one class, if they need to. Let's see:
<p class="green">This is my very first webpage.</p> <p class="green">I hope you like it :)</p>
.green { color: green; }
(Using a . symbol in the CSS tells it to look for elements with the class of green).
Ok, this is great and all, but what's it got to do with blocking the Tumblr live stuff? I'm now going to show you the line you need to add to your content blocker to remove the Tumblr Live element:
tumblr.com##.KDMTE.wQ2Ma
It looks a little different, but this is actually using CSS syntax! The first part tells our content blocker which site to apply the rule to, and the ## tells it that we're about to give a styling rule, but look at the bit after:
.KDMTE.wQ2Ma
We know what the .s mean - it's just specifying classes! This line is telling our content blocker to block any elements that have the classes "KDMTE" and "wQ2Ma", which are the classes given to the <div> element that contains all the Tumblr Live stuff.
Cool! But why did these classes change from before? And who calls a class something like "wQ2Ma" anyway????
The answer is that a human didn't name a class "wQ2Ma", a computer did. With large sites like Tumblr, it's very common to design the site using something called a framework. I'm not a professional web developer and have never really used frameworks personally, but the way I understand them is that it provides a kind of interface between the programmer and the low-level HTML code, which can speed up development a lot. However, it does mean that class names get kind of randomly generated, so you end up with stuff like "wQ2Ma". This is also why the class names have changed from before - when the latest update to the user interface was deployed, all of these class names would have been generated again, meaning the old blocking rules wouldn't work anymore.
So there you go! That's why Tumblr Live came back! Here's the line you need to add to your content blocker if you didn't want to read my whole spiel (I don't blame you lol):
tumblr.com##.KDMTE.wQ2Ma
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Ryan smiled eagerly as Maverick explained that he was going to be tied up and played with. “I love being helpless! And pain and pleasure!” he giggled a little, and then immediately got on his knees as Maverick told him to do so. He looked excited as he was told to pick a colour from the box, and didn’t hesitate to crawl over to it and open it up. “Oh, purple!” he gasped, as he immediately took the purple rope. He shook his head up at Maverick. “Nuh uh, I don’t think so!” he said, before crawling back to Maverick and obediently holding out the purple rope to the Dom.
“What’s the longest you’ve ever been played with while tied up?” Maverick smiled, taking the purple rope and undoing. “I like purple.” There should be enough of the color to tie up the young submissive, but if not he’d just finish him off with a different one. He pulled Ryan up to his feet, again, starting to work the soft rope around his chest, starting the harness. “It’s my favorite type of bondage. Looks so nice when you’re finished. Makes an already hot body, look even hotter.” He tickled Ryan’s back dimples. “It’s a process though, so let’s play a game while I work on it.” He grinned, having most of the harness done, he moved to Ryan’s right arm. Tying it to his own bicep. “Tell me five of the kinkiest things you’ve done here. Think hard. For each one I haven’t done, I’ll have to take off one article of clothing.”
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https://www.mediayoo.com/share2/?para1=57320¶2=2¶4=225¶3=Furiosa:_A_Mad_Max_Saga
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Arquipélago da Madeira
Previsão para 6ª feira, 15.março.2024
Céu geralmente pouco nublado, aumentando de nebulosidade a partir da tarde.
Vento fraco a moderado (10 a 30 km/h) de sueste.
Temperaturas máximas e mínimas na foto.
ESTADO DO MAR:
Costa Norte: Ondas de noroeste com 1 a 1,5 metros, aumentando para 1,5 a 2 metros a partir do meio da tarde.
Costa Sul: Ondas de sudoeste inferiores a 1 metro, aumentando para1 a 1,5 metros na parte oeste a partir da tarde.
Temperatura da água do mar: 19/20º.
Fonte IPMA
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CSS Selector
CSS selectors are used to select the content you want to style. Selectors are the part of CSS rule set. CSS selectors select HTML elements according to its id, class, type, attribute etc.
There are several different types of selectors in CSS.
CSS Element Selector
CSS Id Selector
CSS Class Selector
CSS Universal Selector
CSS Group Selector
CSS Element Selector
The element selector selects the HTML element by name.
<!DOCTYPE html>
<html>
<head>
<style>
p{
text-align: center;
color: blue;
}
</style>
</head>
<body>
<p>This style will be applied on every paragraph.</p>
<p id="para1">Me too!</p>
<p>And me!</p>
</body>
</html>
CSS Id Selector
The id selector selects the id attribute of an HTML element to select a specific element. An id is always unique within the page so it is chosen to select a single, unique element.
It is written with the hash character (#), followed by the id of the element.
<!DOCTYPE html>
<html>
<head>
<style>
#para1 {
text-align: center;
color: blue;
}
</style>
</head>
<body>
<p id="para1">Hello Javatpoint.com</p>
<p>This paragraph will not be affected.</p>
</body> </html>
CSS Class Selector
The class selector selects HTML elements with a specific class attribute. It is used with a period character . (full stop symbol) followed by the class name.
<!DOCTYPE html>
<html>
<head>
<style>
.center {
text-align: center;
color: blue;
}
</style>
</head>
<body>
<h1 class="center">This heading is blue and center-aligned.</h1>
<p class="center">This paragraph is blue and center-aligned.</p>
</body>
</html>
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