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RAWWWWW🦅🦅🦅 THAT WHAT IM TALKIN BOUT YALL

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Claudia in paintings:

Bright Eyes, by John Everett Millais Vanity, by Frank Cadogan Cowper Marie Antoinette With a Rose, by Elisabeth Louise Vigée Le Brun Judith Slaying Holofernes, by Artemisia Gentileschi

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A sapphic co-op where we raise goats, grow lavender, and absolutely never have to answer emails again.

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doesnt my job understand i have a blooming fanfiction writing career to work on

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hii idk if you’re still writing the cowboy sevika fics but i’m actually obsessed with them you have no idea!! anyway i was thinking a fluffy little fic about sevika being depressed after shimmers death and reader, vi, and jinx do their best to cheer her up/support her!! do whatever you want i’ll literally take anything i just love your characters so much🙏🙏

YEEHAWWWW i miss cowboy sevika

men and minors dni

it's been a month since you and your girls buried shimmer by your garden. not a night has passed where sevika hasn't cried herself to sleep in your arms. it's breaking your heart.

watching shimmer die was hard enough. you were never much of a horse person before meeting sevika's trusty mare, but shimmer converted you. before sevika settled down with you; one of your greatest comforts when she was out wandering the desert was that she had shimmer there with her. the horse was so in tune with sevika, and they'd been riding together for so long, that they practically moved as one. you worried less about sevika losing her mind when she had shimmer to listen to her rambling. you worried less about her losing her life when she had shimmer to run her back home to you if she ever got too beat up.

and as sweet as sevika is when she claims you're her best friend-- you know that title really belongs to shimmer.

"we should do somethin' for sev." vi mumbles one night. jinx is fast asleep between the pair of you, after insisting she wasn't tired for an hour straight.

"like what?" you ask.

vi shrugs. "cait and her dad go hunting sometimes."

you giggle. "you're crazy if you think we're giving jinx a gun."

vi laughs. "no, no, we wouldn't hunt. we could just, y'know, go camping or something. there are some cold springs thirty miles west of here."

"and how would we get there without a horse?"

"we could borrow one of grayson's." vi suggests.

you smile and turn to face her. "you've been planning this?" you ask. she smiles guiltily.

"sevika's just been so sad. i wanna cheer her up."

your heart bursts with love and you dart forward, squeezing jinx between your body and vi's as you attempt to hug her. vi giggles. jinx wakes up with an annoyed groan.

so, a week later, you, your wife, and your girls set out with a horse drawn wagon and one of grayson's newest additions: a young colt named 'teddy.' grayson was happy to lend you the horse, muttering something about him being a pain in the ass to train. "if there's anyone i know who can get through to a stubborn horse like teddy, it's sevika." she sighed.

the ride out to the springs is rocky and bumpy, sevika getting used to riding a horse that isn't shimmer-- teddy being an ass just for the hell of it. at least the girls find it fun. their giggles and squeals are the soundtrack for your entire ride to the springs. even with all the curses she's spewing at teddy, sevika looks more relaxed than she has in weeks back on top of a horse.

"what're we even gonna do once we get there?" jinx asks. you snort and ruffle her bangs.

"well, i'm going swimming. you losers can do whatever you want." you say. the girls giggle.

"do you think there are cliffs we can jump off of?" vi asks. you shrug.

"i'm sure we can find some. we've got a whole river to explore."

"none of you are doing any exploring until we set up camp and get a fire going." sevika huffs from on top of teddy's back.

"boo! boring." jinx whines.

'setting up camp' ends up being sevika building the tent and jinx feeding teddy while you and vi attempt to make a fire the old fashioned way.

"how did the cavemen ever do this?" vi huffs as she rubs two sticks together. you snort.

"i'm sure they had tools. blubber to make it catch better, or something."

vi rolls her eyes. "i don't understand why she won't just give us her lighter."

you laugh and look up at sevika as she wipes her sweaty brow. "she doesn't trust us not to burn down the whole riverbed."

"or she's just bossy." vi mutters. you cackle.

"i think you're right, kid."

you don't make it into the river on your first night, but you don't mind much. when the sun sets, the heat of summer fades and the cool dark forces you all to squish together on a log in front of the fire while sevika cooks up beans and weenies on the fire.

"is that a planet or a star?" vi asks. jinx looks up and hums.

"i think it's venus."

"yeah?"

"i think so. sev?" jinx asks.

sevika glances up at the sky, smiling proudly and ruffling jinx's bangs. "you nailed it, kiddo."

"what constellations are out tonight, sev?" jinx asks, tucking herself under your wife's arm. sevika hums, leaning back to study the sky.

you don't bother to look at the sky. pretty as the stars are, they're nothing compared to the sight of your three girls, cuddled together and illuminated in the firelight.

"follow my finger. you see those three stars close together?" sevika whispers, her voice melding with the crackle of the fire and the roar of the river.

"yeah." vi whispers. jinx nods against sevika's shoulder.

sevika drags her finger across the sky. "see how they lead into a cross? there?"

"is that the northern cross?" jinx asks. sevika nods, her smile growing.

"you know it. anyways, the cross is in the center of cygnus the swan. backbone of the milky way." sevika's eyes flick down and catch yours, and she smiles shyly. you grin. there are more stars in her eyes than in the whole night sky.

you spend the next day in the river with the girls, laughing and splashing and squealing when fish nibble your ankles. vi and sevika ride upriver to try to find cliffs to jump off of, and you teach jinx how to doggy paddle. when the girls return, they're soaking wet and cackling.

that evening, with the girls fast asleep in the tent, you and sevika smoke a joint and go skinny dipping.

"did you have fun with vi?" you ask, your arms and legs wrapped around your wife. sevika giggles against you.

"i shouldn't tell you." she says. you giggle.

"'s that supposed to mean?"

"means she almost jumped onto some rocks several fucking times. gave me a heart attack."

you groan, shaking your head. "no, you shouldn't've told me." you agree. sevika giggles.

"but, we both lived, didn't we?" she asks. you laugh.

"y'know we're gonna have to adopt teddy from grayson?" you ask. sevika snorts.

"what makes you say that?"

"jinx is obsessed with him. braided and un-braided his mane like six times today. calls him 'teddy bear.' plus..." you trail off.

sevika darts forward to kiss you. you hum against her lips. "plus?" she asks, her lips brushing yours.

"plus, you need a new horse. you look good in the saddle."

sevika hums and kisses you again. "you take such good care of me. how am i supposed to keep up my bandit appearance when i got a wife that talks me into adoptin' horses and takes me out on vacation?"

you laugh. "you haven't been a bandit in half a decade. and the vacation was violet's idea. she was worried about you."

sevika sighs and leans forward to rest her forehead against your shoulder. "you still take good care of me." she says. you kiss her scalp.

"well... y'know. you're my dingus the duck."

"your what?!" sevika asks with a cackle. you groan and shrug.

"i dunno, those stars you were talking about last night!" you whine.

"cygnus the swan!?" she asks. you nod.

"that's the one."

"what the fuck are you talking about?" she asks though her laughs. you snort.

"y'know. you're the backbone of my galaxy, or whatever."

sevika's teasing expression melts, stars sparkling in her eyes. "that's awfully corny, darling." she whispers, her voice shaky with emotion. you smile.

"what the-- what are you two doing?!" vi squawks from the riverbank. you and sevika giggle guiltily, caught by your kids canoodling in the cold springs.

"go back to the tent!" you shout.

"awe, gross, are you guys naked!?" jinx whines.

sevika snorts. "we all bathed together three hours ago!"

"yeah, but you guys weren't all up on each other-- vi, let's go before we overhear something nasty." jinx groans, tugging on her sister's arm.

violet laughs and stumbles behind jinx. "don't drown!" she calls.

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talking to this girl that is very pretty but she is a year younger than me….why does that age gap feel like actually insane? like girl shes literally 19 and im 20 but idk it just feel not right lmao yk?

literally how do i get over this bc she’s actually so pretty????

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"galinda is gay for elphaba" i say into the mic. the munchkins boo. i begin to walk off in shame as a voice speaks and commands silence from the room. "she's right" they say. i look for the owner of the voice. there she stands. its ariana grande.

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LGBTQ+ couples and activists celebrating the legalization of gay marriage in Thailand, which takes effect January 23rd. Thailand is the first country in Southeast Asia and the third place in Asia, after Taiwan and Nepal, to legalize same-sex marriage. (via AP)

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every time i see a cute lesbian couple while scrolling on tik tok im suddenly compelled to open hinge (i know very sinister energy) and then i get mad bc there’s no butch lesbians…its an endless cycle guys.

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hey y’all so i fear tiktok is down. bad news, im crashing out. good news, ill have so much more time and usage of my brain which means 🥁🥁🥁 more firefighter abby x reader fics!!

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Replacements and Twinkling Lights

A firefighter Abby x Reader christmas special

Heyyyyy, how yall doin’? So i know i said i would have this up on Christmas eve and it’s now the 30th but it’s the holidays i can’t be held accountable for any promises made✋🤚 that being said it’s here now so enjoy!!

Warnings: none, yall know by now-just fluff

You were going back and forth for months over what to get Abby for Christmas. You loved your wife but when it came to any holiday consisting of gift-giving…you loathed her.

She was absolutely impossible with a capital I to shop for. The woman never wanted anything, and if by chance she did yearn for something she fucking bought it. 

For weeks you would ask, “Baby, I need ideas, what do you want for Christmas?” 

And she would, not surprisingly and wholly unhelpfully answer, “Baby your love is the best gift I could ask for.” 

You just roll your eyes. God, she was a sentimental one. Sure, the statement was nice and, despite how much you didn’t want to admit it, made your heart melt into a gooey puddle at your feet, but it was nowhere near helpful in the instance of gift giving. 

You loved her every day, Christmas would be no different. No, you needed something physical to get her. Your love language was gift-giving. Usually, this was your superpower; giving the perfect gift, specially curated for each receiver. Your wife was different. You wanted it to be perfect, to be flawless. 

A week before christmas the idea struck you. Abby came home complaining that she had lost one of her favorite earrings at work. She took them off, expecting a day of saving lives and fighting fires, which she got, but somewhere in the mess she lost her left earring.

At first you planned to go back to the jewelry shop and see if you could get a new, replacement pair for her. You still planned to do this but on top of that you figured you could tap into your creative side and sew her a little pouch to keep her jewelry safe at work.

It was perfect, you when to the jewelry store and lucky you that had another pair, step one was a success.

Then you went to the local fabric store and picked up a small square of plane black fabric.

You went back and forth on what pattern fabric you wanted but ultimately decided to go with black and then to embroider a cute design on the front.

It turned out so cute. the little pouch had a loop so she could hook it onto her keychain, a snap button closer, and your wedding date with flowers embroidered on the front.

You hoped she would like it.

As you both sat on the couch christmas morning, your legs thrown over Abby’s lap, the fire place roaring, and Alice curled up under the coffee table, you watched your wife grab the small box containing her present.

You knew she’d like the replacement earrings, but you weren’t sure how she would react to the pouch. Sure it would be useful but she hadn’t really expressed the need for one, you just kinda assumed.

Suddenly you felt slightly insecure about the gift. What if she thought it was tacky? Maybe you shouldn’t have embroidered the wedding date.

You held you breath as she unwrapped the paper oh so carefully, she was one of those people who peeled the tape back rather than ripping.

The second ticked by achingly as she inspected the pouch, reading the words, flipping it over, bringing it closer to her eyes.

You couldn’t take it anymore, “Look inside.”

She opened the button and peeked in. A smile broke out on her face as she pulled the earrings out.

“Is this a replacement for the ones I lost?” she held up the little bag containing the jewelry.

“Yeah, do you like it?” your voice was bordering on meek.

“Like it? Baby I love it!” She pulled you into her side, tackling you with a bear hug.

You huffed a sigh of relief and sank into her hug a smile of your own slipping out.

“Did you make this?” She held up the little pouch.

“Yeah,” You look up at her, resting your chin on the edge of her shoulder.

“Are you serious? How could I not love it?” she lets out a soft chuckle and places a light kiss on your forehead.

Suddenly all your worries melted away.

“Okay, okay, what’s my gift?” you sat up onto your knees beside her like an excitable german shepherd.

She laughed, laying back and dragging you with her. You ended you slumped on her chest, your legs in between hers.

“Paitensce is a virtue my love,” her hands rubbed up and down your back, “well your main gift is coming later tonight,” she raise her eyebrows in a suggestive way.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, but secretly a little flame flickered in the pit of your stomach.

“Must you always cheapen the moment Abby Anderson?” you teased.

“When it comes to you wife? Yes, absolutely,” she punctuated the statement with a soft smack on your bum.

You gasped, “Abby Anderson there are children in the room!”

Your wife just looked at you with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment. You pointed to your dog who was still snuggled tightly into the same spot she had been all morning.

Abby just hmm’d, “Your other present, however, is just under the tree there,” she pointed and you spotted a small bag resting under a low hanging branch.

You stared for a moment and then turned back and nuzzled back into Abby’s chest.

She chuckled, “What you don’t want your last present? It’s the best one.” she whispered that last bit in an enticing way.

“No, not yet. I just wanna stay here for a little while,” you sighed

“Okay baby.” You couldn’t see her face but you knew she was smiling, could hear it in her voice.

what did we think? I did write this on a long haul flight at 2am my time so take that as you will. I’ll fix the mistakes as i find them trust, i just wanted to get this out before the new year. Okay bye bye 👋🏼

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“we saw the universe and created taxes”

but isn’t that the beauty of it. we saw this massive unending thing, void of rules or explanation, and created a life here. for all we know we are completely alone in expansive nothingness, yet we live here. We build trains, and skyscrapers, and create rules. We also make gardens, and bake cakes and decorate them with little wax sticks on fire for each year that a person is alive. We wear paper crowns on Christmas, and kiss each others cheeks as way of greeting. We paint vast landscapes and singular flowers. We write books about nothing and about everything. We celebrate the masters of the past and hope to out do them tomorrow. So yes we saw the universe and created taxes but that also means we created life in a place so unfit for it. We persisted.

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i’m having an existential crisis if you couldn’t tell

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Guys I applied for a library job today. Everyone manifest that i get it because it my dream job (for right now)!! It would be perfect; I could get benefits to help me through school, I would be making good money, and it would be great experience to have for later job opportunities ie: publishing!! fingers crossed so hard right now tbh🤞🤞

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hii i know i’ve been MIA on the writing front but i’ve got a firefighter abby x reader christmas special fic cooking right now and it should be out sometime tomorrow just fyi!!

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just popping in here to plug @Zerulia on tiktok because her edits are actually amazing and perfect and wow (especially the 24K Magic ones)

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BRING BACK MY WALKING DEAD ERA I MISS IT🙏😭🙏