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7thson92 · 10 months
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Everyone I associate with really is thriving...in abundance...limitless 🤌🏽
~Kelli Prenny
IG: 7thSon92
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ai-dream · 10 months
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And the dance floor is filling up with blood
But oh lord, you've never been so in love
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luc1d17y-ffxiv · 7 months
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Golmore Arboretum
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If Raex's house is a tribute to past lives, then his apartment is a sanctuary for his current one. (Exodus, Shirogane, Ward 16, Kobai Goten, Wing 1, Room 47)
More screenshots under the cut!
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123pixieaod · 8 months
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Inspired by this godly post which unlocked a part of my brain I didn't know existed, and solidly gave me complete and utterly brainrot until I wrote something
A thousand thanks to Lily for her wonderful help :))
"Does Kelly not mind you spending all your time with me?" Daniel asks, because she's Daniel and once she's thought something she can't keep her fucking mouth shut, even if she knows it's trouble.
Max looks up, pausing his set of weights, and blinks at her. Daniel feels her cheeks warm. One day, that mouth of yours will run you straight into trouble, young lady, her mum used to tell her, voice firm. Good girls know when to keep quiet. Daniel used to just laugh at the warning. Her laugh is loud and the opposite of quiet, but she used to know that everyone always loved her laugh.
"No," Max says after a beat and then continues lifting. Daniel hates the way her gaze tracks over him, lingering on the movement of his muscles, the ease with which he lifts the weight. Tawny hair brushed out of his eyes, cheeks dusted warm from the exertion. "Of course not."
"Why of course not?" Daniel asks. She wants to sew her mouth shut. This time, Max didn't look over as he answers.
"Kelly's very secure, she's not like other girls. And besides, she knows you."
It's strange. When Daniel was seven and Michelle eleven, they'd gone rock pool fishing. Michelle had been crouched over a shallow pool of water, her finger delicately brushing the tentacles of the anemone. Daniel had been scaling the rocks, wanting steeper, taller, more.
She'd found the shark first, nestled high at between the rocks, and for a beat she hadn't known what she was looking at. Just details, but nothing collective. Rotting smell. Shrivelled holes where eyes should be. Scales of silver lightning. Rubbery fish picked clean. The flash of bone, pearl white.
Then she realised what she was staring at, and screamed. Her father held her while her mother scolded her. I told you not to go climbing! It's too dangerous, Daniel. Why can't you just be good like your sister and stay by the shallow pools?
And then, later, ice cream. Her dad, beside her, explaining the horror away.
It's just nature, Dani. The waves wash them up, and they get stuck there. They can't get back to the sea, and then the sun dries them out.
They drown on air, Michelle helpfully pointed out, her feet kicking happily as she licked her 99. Daniel just just nodded, ice cream untouched. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the sunken holes, the rotting flesh.
She hasn't thought about that moment for years, but suddenly it washes back over her. She feels simultaneously both. The child, staring at the carcass, frozen in shock. The shark, burning up in the sun, chocking on air.
"What does that mean?" She asks, and somehow her voice is normal, is fine. She's fine. She's not a girl or a shark. She's stupid and a fool and a gawky, ugly idiot, but she's fine.
Max manages to shrug, even with the 50kg weights. "You know. Just that Kelly knows you. She knows what you're like. And she knows me too, of course."
Daniel swallows. She nods. She hates everything about herself.
"That's sexist," she forces herself to say lightly because if the silence stretches anymore, Max might notice and set his weights down and look at her, and Daniel can't bear that. She doesn't want his eyes on her, taking in every blemish and imperfection. The boyish, ratty clothes she works out in and her curls gone frizzy with sweat and her inked skin, so different to Max and Kelly's pale, perfect complexions.
"What's sexist?"
"Saying she's not like other girls," Daniel tells him, setting down the weights she been doing. Instead, she goes to grab the skipping rope, just for something to do.
Max laughs. Daniel's glad she's turned away. Her cheeks are burning again.
"It's the truth. You, of course, Daniel, are not like other girls either." He says it lightly and ends with a chuckle, as if it's all just a joke. Daniel drags a sweaty hand over her cheeks. Burning, burning, burning.
Apparently, in Max's mind, she and Kelly are the same; both not like other girls. Kelly, with her faultless makeup and wonderful daughter and classy dresses and perfect feminity. One end of the scale. Daniel, the other. Barely even considered "a girl." Always one of the boys, only woman in f1 for a reason.
"Thanks," Daniel says. She wants to make it sound humorous, like she's in on the joke too. Instead, it's too cold; muttered as if she actually gave two shits about the conversation anyway. She has an F1 season to prepare for, she's too busy to care about stupid shit like this.
There's a beat of silence as Daniel stretches out the rope, feeling the plastic flex and give. Then, Max exhaling, the gentle bump of his weights against the floor, the workout bench shifting as his centre of gravity changes. Daniel keeps her back to him, ignoring it all.
"I did not mean it as insult," Max finally says, stubborn. Daniel forces a laugh, turning to give him a smile, all teeth.
"Of course not Maxy. I get that." Voice light and blithe. One of the boys.
She thinks he'll drop it, but instead, his frown only grows. Pinched brows, thin lips, cheeks growing blotchy. Blue eyes regard her, intense and unyielding. She burns from the inside out.
"I've upset you," he says, in that blunt, genuine way only he can do. Daniel barks out another laugh.
"Don't be stupid. You're not important enough to ever be able to get under my skin." She gives him another smile with only teeth. She feels insane. Her mother tells her good girls stay quiet.
"I'm sorry," he tries again, growing frustrated now, "I did not mean -"
"I told you, you didn't upset me," she drops the skipping rope without actually using it. "Anyway, I'm bored. Wanna get lunch now? Or are you still trying to pump those muscle with more testosterone?"
Max gives her one last, searching look before standing. They're almost the same height. She wants to shrink to nothing.
"That is not how testosterone works, Daniel," he says with the air of an overworked teacher. He looks at her with a smile, uncertain but genuine. She laughs, allowing him to move the conversation on.
She walks out of the gym first but holds the door for him. He grins, relieved. His fingers skim hers as he takes it and she lets go. A chill runs through her. Cold like scales, cold like ice cream untouched.
Follow up here!
#whole lot of internalised misogyny to unpack here#in my head Daniel is looking like Tash Sultana in the music video for “Jungle”#Max just meaning :))) Kelly knows you and she knows me :))) and she knows we are both two good people who would not cheat :)))#while Daniel just going into an existential crisis of#:((( Kelly knows Max and I :((( and I am zero threat to her because I must be utterly undesirable :((( and not Max's type at all :(((#maxiel#girl!Daniel#for the first time ever lol#my fic#ending involves the tension between them growing and growing#and Kelly watches them share a podium and sees the way Max wraps his arm around Daniel's shoulder and hugs her tightly#and the way Daniel laughs so happily and loudly everyone can hear her#and suddenly Kelly realises she had been wrong and Daniel was a threat#and basically gives Max an ultimate to choose one of them and stop all contact with the other#somehow Daniel finds out and just locks herself away from the world during summer break because it's not even a question who max will pick#and their story ends with Max knocking on her door with looking annoyed with a bunch of drooping flowers#and before Daniel can even say anything he's stepping into her apartment and getting a vase from her cupboard#while complaining about how he ordered the flowers that morning but the florist fucked up his order and of course the flourists in the#Netherlands are much better and soon he will take Daniel there and pick proper flowers like tulips for her#she stares at him in pure disbelief and then starts to laugh. and Max looks over and laughs too and they're still smiling when they kiss#:)))))#apologies but I'm a sucker for a soppy cliched ending lol
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lemonfairyd · 2 months
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look at them, you've just got to trust me. Dave Khan truther here. >:/
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plantsrooms · 6 months
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rusmii · 28 days
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Sending this to every chuuya stan🫵🧡🍊
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ai-higurashi · 8 months
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Back at it again with another Hecka request (To the surprise of absolutely NO ONE!) but this time with E1!
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Hope you like it!!
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jbweld · 2 months
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i think it's really hard not to see the beauty of humanity walking down the street. someone designed that car. someone made that manhole cover. someone wired that walk signal. someone painted that house. someone made that corner store sign. someone poured that asphalt. someone put this train car together. nothing has been made for us without the effort of someone's hands mind and diligence. a machine made this? who made the machine?
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maybeimscreaming · 9 months
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only wrestling couple ever
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ai-dream · 9 months
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silenthillbunni · 4 months
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maybe if we lived in a society that valued individual needs and nurtured and cared for ppl who are different i wouldnt "wish" death upon ppl ._.
#my proposal is:#communities specifically made for noise sensitive ppl#like apartment building made w materials that isolate noise#and where for example on some floors kids arent allowed to live. some floors arent allowed to take in dogs etc etc#no loud music is allowed to be played#and outside of the buildings loud noise isnt allowed such as no playgrounds or dog parks etc etc#and this housing area could be fenced so it's rlly just the ppl who have chosen to live there that can be there#then ONLY ppl who wanted peace and quiet could live here and have a safe haven in the world#if u choose to live there then u will want and choose to respect the rules and be mindful abt others and be quiet#and if u want a 'normal' living situation u choose to NOT live there#if things like this existed i'd be so fkn happy#we all should be able to CHOOSE how we want to live#there are other groups of ppl who want to live in other ways and they should also be able to choose#there r many of us who are different but we are still a minority#and we are forced to live in a wild messy jungle that we arent naturals in. we survive not thrive#we are forced to be in mental agaony every day bc we dont fit into society's regulations and boxes#no one should live like that. society should be built for ALL of us and all out different special needs#but the thing is that ok even if society doesnt care and give us it for free or without fight#ppl actively work to HINDER and prohibit ppl to create new ways of living#when ppl try to make new exclusive spaces that fit their own needs#here comes a sudden influx of normal ppl being angry and upset that theyre excluded from smth#if i tried to suggest building these communities and even succeeded in gathering support for it#ppl in the state and normal ppl in society would be AGAINST me#theyd be angry that i wanted to create a space that excluded them#why cant i live there??????? I ME ME ME ME who is normal is all that matters#everything should aaaaaalways be made for normal people#if any other of us who wants to make their own space dares to even suggest it normies get mad#hell if ppl w wheelchairs wanted to create a walled community where only they were allowed i'd be supporting them#bc i think every single one of us deserves to live in a safe space that calms us#and it isnt your right to encroach on someone else's safe space. everyone are entitled to safe spaces no matter who that excludes
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dizzybevvie · 4 months
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cant believe i havent made a single post about the Dab/Evan bachelor party who even am I
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bornwithhornss · 1 year
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apartment livin’
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mythical-sims · 2 months
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FOR RENT $155 RENT PRICE: 1 Villa Vigna in Tartosa
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