#ready when you are
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beausling · 2 months ago
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is the world ready for the winchester bloodline talk yet, or do i still have to keep harboring all of these Thoughts and Feelings⁉️⁉️ just lmk..
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we-shouldnttt · 5 months ago
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haveyoureadthisqueerbook · 9 months ago
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beatsforbrothels · 8 months ago
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Spice Programmers - Ready When You Are (ft. Daniel Son)
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irvingtwo · 6 months ago
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Soo.. uhm. Are you still in the mood to.. go somewhere? I'm. Uh
I'm almost ready i just need a minute this is so embarrassing
I am :] don't worry
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JOMP BPC - April 12th - This Is So Important
queer POC books by queer POC authors are so important, especially when they’re First Nations POC, and extra especially when they’re from outside the United States
The Boy From the Mish by Gary Lonesborough is a gorgeous Australian YA romance that was published in the US under the title Ready When You Are
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apieceofheart · 2 years ago
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How is life, you ask?
It is, a cup of lemon yoghurt and 13 days to go 🍋
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some-film-stuff · 24 days ago
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books-to-add-to-your-tbr · 1 month ago
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Title: Ready When You Are
Author: Gary Lonesborough
Series or standalone: standalone
Publication year: 2021
Genres: fiction, LGBT+, contemporary, romance, coming of age
Blurb: It’s a hot summer, and life’s going all right for Jackson and his family on the Mish. It’s almost Christmas, school’s out, and he’s hanging with his mates, teasing the visiting tourists, and avoiding the racist boys in town. Just like every year, Jackson’s aunty and annoying little cousins visit from the city...but this time, a mysterious boy with a troubled past comes with them. As their friendship evolves, Jackson must confront the changing shapes of his relationships with his friends, family, and community...and he must face his darkest secret, one he thought he’d locked away for good.
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starsinthesworld · 2 months ago
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HEYO. HOYO. MY BLOG OPEN FOR BUSINESS!
Heyhoo, all right my blog is open for Business too~
Can it be that Demonslcying is your blog too?
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hansoeii · 1 year ago
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we go just right.
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phantomrose96 · 1 year ago
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I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
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urlasage · 7 months ago
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duckysprouts · 23 days ago
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if you were at your worst, if you’re a villain or a screwup or whatever, there is a goth man dressed as a giant bat who keeps coming after you, bothering you. he sabotages your journey of self destruction over and over. ur ready to give up but he won’t let you. you think, today he won’t come. today he will give up on me too. he never does.
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inkskinned · 1 year ago
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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anna-scribbles · 2 months ago
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adrinette exes! and marichat! part 4!
(part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 5)
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