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was talking with someone about the murderbot dairies and he kept using she/her pronouns for it and said the story was all about how murderbot IS human actually, and i was just like…did we read the same books?

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Zachy

I have a idea where all the shades have a special color. An that color is the color of one specific part of their body. For Zach, it's purple and his eyes.

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How could you expect me to do all my talents promised?

How could you expect perfection when I'm Gemini dishonest?

How could I do better than my best? I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid

I've always been

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enough talk about Grandpa Stardew's shitty bed. we need to start roasting Sebastian for his godawful choice of computer chair

Really, guys? Right in front of me? RIGHT in front of me?

Here's the REAL gay sex cats for y'all. Enjoy.

GINASFS is about Patrick: a mostly unserious web weave

GINASFS // Pete’s blog post on July 31, 2007 // random zoomed in pictures of pete and patrick off google images // patrick on cnn in 2001 // 2003 pictures of patrick and pete in patrick’s dive in shirt // pete’s blog q and a from 2006

can i be rabid about an nsfw snowbaz concept really quick? bc i can't stop thinking about baz taking simon back to pitch manor (post-awtwb) just to check out the grounds and make sure it's okay, and let simon fly around without restriction for once. and i can't stop thinking about baz taking simon on a proper tour of the house and them ending up in baz's childhood bedroom, where the memories of his desperate mournful fifth year wank sessions feel too close to the surface, and suddenly simon is sprawling onto the bed, making some thoughtless comment about what it would have been like to be baz in this room, but all baz can register is simon snow on his childhood bed. and when simon sees baz's frozen expression and asks what's wrong, baz can't keep the shivering yearning truth from escaping him. he tells simon what he's thinking. and simon decides yeah, he'll make it so that baz's fantasies don't have to stay fantasies. he does make love to baz on that bed. and all baz's lonely painful memories of the feel of these sheets and the sight of that headboard are written over with the feel and sight of them now, while overcome with pleasure and love for a simon who is actually right there with him. and what i can't stop thinking about is the poetry of simon tying baz up while he makes love to him. in that bed, where being taken by simon was previously a ludicrous thing baz could only have in his imagination, and the feel of his own hands were the only things he could have in reality - to now have them tied up and out of the way, so all this real, grounding, wracking pleasure can only be coming from simon, simon himself, nobody else, no other way? sexy healing times

turning the haters into pagers in my slenderman forest of success