BEHOLD!!!!!!!! All of the infected forms on epic y2kvrau askblog @rry2k that we've seen so far. I'll probably do another when we meet them all hehehe
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fic snippet (thomastair)
Alastair draws himself a hot bath when instructed in the next few notes, being liberal with the perfumed salts Thomas left out and losing himself in the heady scent of lavender. He continues to read—careful not to get the book wet in the process—until his toes are pruned and the water turns cold. He changes into the fresh pyjamas folded neatly on their bed after finding another by the towel he dries himself with, and he slides under the covers after he finds what he assumes is the final note of this elaborate event:
I hope you are feeling refreshed and thoroughly relaxed, mi amor. Now rest. Cast aside all your woes and allow the night take you on a grand adventure amongst the stars.
But there is just one final thing I’d like you to do. My final request.
Dance with me when I return from patrol?
It takes everything in him not to squeal like a little schoolgirl, and his voice is strangled as he whispers at the paper, ‘God, I love you, Tom.’ He raises it to his lips and kisses it. ‘Of course I’ll dance with you.’
With that, Alastair switches off the lamp and settles against the pillow, making sure to hold that little piece of paper over his heart. Moonlight streams through the curtain and onto the bed, silvery and bright, and he closes his eyes.
The grandfather clock downstairs fulfils its duty once again. It chimes through the silent house, a verbose sound.
One o’clock, it says. Definitely past bedtime, it says.
But Alastair cannot sleep.
Never mind Thomas’s sweet request to dance when he returns home, as much as it presses at his mind. He wishes to be against Thomas, to feel his hands on his waist and to hear his heartbeat in his ear as they sway in each other’s arms, and his body aches for it.
But he wants Thomas home safe and well and in bed with him more.
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no graphic this time as this is a spontaneous decision, but here, have a little sneak peek into the historic valentine's day thomastair fic i'm working on :>
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Being small is so good! It amplifies so many emotions n makes me soooo happy and excited!! But it also makes bad emotions super duper big. Every baby responds differently when things like anger or being sad and crying get in the way of play-time, but from one kiddo to another, bear is here to tell you that it’s okay. That, even though we’re feeling big emotions, this headspace is meant for us to get them out safely, without harming ourselves or others. It’s okay to cry about what we missed out on, or what we experienced or are experiencing. This is our time to feel emotions that being big would usually stop us from feeling.
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My work decided to change the software we use to something ENTIRELY different, and it went into effect this week.
Holy shit this new system fucking SUCKS.
It takes MUCH longer to do my job now because there's a lot more steps to do that are almost entirely redundant. For example, if I don't drop something off for a customer, I have to use a drop-down menu to say why, and then I have to type out a reason.
The reason is almost always "the customer already has a lot of the stuff". That's not an option in the drop-down menu.
Not to mention that my supervisors have NO clue what they're doing, and that has resulted in many stops just being completely broken.
We also can't see the routes more than two weeks in advance. I hate that SO MUCH. Knowing what my routes look like in advance allows me to plan ahead.
The previous system worked just fine, FYI. This change was not only pointless, but has resulted in EVERYONE I work with hating everything about the job.
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i finally played & finished the phantom liberty dlc...
i am not ok.
pretty sure that is that worst ending.
all my chooms are either gone or hate me.
Vik, my beloved 🥺 look what they did to you! 😭
Misty forever being an angel of salvation 😭😭
And don't even get me started on Johnny 😭😭🤮🤮
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What’s right
Guess who never could figure out an answer until today to finally answer the last of the four direction asks...
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This has not been my month 🥲
First I thought I broke my foot. I didn't, but it was bad for a lil while. Now I think I had a mild concussion? 🙃 I hit my head like a complete moron. Symptoms are over now, but I was dizzy, man. Holy shit. Now I have a bump on my head.
🥲
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i am having Thanksgiving with my brother and my roommate which is all fine and dandy but she is fucking going WAY overboard and cooking WAY MORE THAN PLANNED and i CANNOT USE THE KITCHEN TO MAKE THE CHICKEN AND POTATOES I PLANNED TO MAKE specifically FORRRRRR THIS MEAL because she’s been in the kitchen since FIVE PM and it is now 10:15 AND SHE IS STILL COOKING
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A comment on Discord lead to some *chefs kiss* Tarlos HCs tonight.
Picture this: Carlos watching TK and Gabriel bond over a mutual love of baseball. He almost cried when he found them hugging and celebrating after their team won a game. Imagine TK and Gabriel going to a game together and TK keeps sending selfies of them with their ballpark nachos and matching t-shirts. the two most important men in his life spending time together. He never in a million years thought he could have this life.
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bruhh r u kidding meee
i can't fuckin sleep rn and it's PISSING ME OFF /lh
like, i want to sleep, i'm in my pjs on my bed, i have everything necessary to go to sleep! it's 1:00 am and i'm NOT TIRED. I HAVE GONE TO BED AT 10:00 PM FOR THE PAST WEEK C'MON MAN!!! I WAS GETTING MY HOPES UP R U SERIOUS RN
in other news, i think i might know the cause of my inability to sleep! the maybe answer: instincts
i think there's a possum or raccoon or something in my attic rn and it's been scurrying around and i think my mind is going apeshit thinking i'm in danger.
MY BRAIN IS JUMPING TO INTRUDER BUT IT CAN'T BE A PERSON BC MY ENTIRE ATTIC IS COVERED IN A THICK LAYER OF FORBIDDEN COTTON CANDY. IF IT WAS A PERSON, THEY CHOSE THE WRONG ATTIC BECAUSE 70% OF MINE IS FIBER GLASS INSULATION
my brain won't let the intruder thing go but i know rationally it's probs just some wild life creature chillin, trying not to freeze outside. hopefully i'll get tires enough to just not care
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