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rexscanonwife · 1 year
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Ok so rex obviously 💖💖 but I was also thinking a bit about Data again 🥺👉👈
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appsa · 3 months
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...what mediocre jack black gay sex movie?
This one called the D-Train
They dont talk abt it in the trailer but jabdkf the plot twist is that jack black banged the cool actor guy and nearly ruined his marraige and lost his job because of it. The movie is v fascinating to me cause its not overtly Homophobic??? But the overall effect is homophobia, but it does it in a kind of compelling way and thats so funny to me. It comes soooo close to saying something interesting, but fails to do so because its conclusion is just so Weird and came out of left field (for me). So yeah its weirdly compelling in a "studying the psyche of a straight-but-not-homophobic white man whos coming to terms w being a normie" kind of way
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johnmeowston · 1 year
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media analysis or just . SPEAKING about it for that matter on tiktok is so abhorrent it literally is making me infuriated 
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Not people being bitchy and saying you don't like a book unless you can quote it
But they won't even tell you if they read it
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downfallofi · 11 months
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Some days I really can't believe my life just amounts about 80% work (and commute) and having an ongoing feud with a fucking 50 year old man that works in service and my only work friend is a 72 year old grandma (gonna be so fucking sad when she retires in August) and work has been so annoying lately that I've been thinking of applying at Kroger again
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zhvakinnn · 28 days
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Waaa no more request so I decided to make a school bus graveyard incorrect quotes:'D
Reader is here, but he/she/them a singel sorry
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Aiden: if i were to punch myself and i got hurt am i strong or weak?
Reader: strong!
Ben writing: weak
Tyler: an idiot
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Taylor: what's worst than a heart break?
Reader: waking up finding your phone unplug
Tyler: waking up in the morning
Ashlyn: waking up
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Ashlyn: sometimes I wanna be a caterpillar
Logan: why?
Ashlyn: eat's a lot, sleep's a lot
Logan: oh.. but wait fun fact about caterpillars they have a life span of two weeks?
Ashlyn: hm that's another highlight
Logan realize: wait no!
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Aiden: Quick Ashlyn hold my hand!
Ashlyn: now what?!
Aiden: nothing i just wanna hold hands
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Tyler: hey reader
Reader: my old friend used to call me that
Tyler:...
Tyler: ITS BECAUSE THAT IS LITERALY YOUR NAME
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Reader in a sleepover with Taylor: hey do you know what time it is my phone just died
Taylor: oh my phone died too, wait
Taylor stands up and took a flute and playing terrible
Tyler: WHO THE HECK PLAYS A FLUTE IN 5AM
Taylor: its 5am wait.. its already 5am?
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Reader: what's a thot?
Aiden: a thoughtful friend
...
Taylor bringing you a snack
Reader: thanks Tay your such a thot
Tyler: exuse me what?-
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Ashlyn: ah shit..
Mr. Banner: hey language
Tyler: oh fucking c'mon
Mr. Banner: language!
Taylor: ah shit that hurts
Mr. Banner: language!..
Aiden: what the frick brick jick kick jack is that shing shong
Reader: hey what the fick tick tickity tock was that about
Mr. Banner:...
Mr. Banner: what the fuck?..
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Ben writing fast: your loosing a lot of blood, Quick what's your type?!
Tyler reading it: blonde, has glasses, and a sniper
Reader: NO DUDE YOUR BLOOD TYPE!
Tyler: dunno ask him
Aiden: red
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Ben writing: do you think crabs fly?
Reader: how high are you?
Ben: 6'0
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Reader: how high are you?
Aiden: how what?
Reader: high
Aiden: hello
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Cop: you're receiving a ticket for having three people in one motorcycle
Ben was driving
Aiden: wait three?
Cop: yeah?
Taylor: OMG TYLER!
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Reader: setting down an ace of spades
Aiden: setting down a 4+ uno
Ashlyn: Pikachu I choose you
Ben sweating because he doesn't know what the heck is happening
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Ashlyn: why is Taylor and tyler leaning at each others back?
Aiden: they had a fight
Logan: why are they holding hands then?
Reader: they got sad after a fight
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I'll be making more of this and try to ship reader with someone:')
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essentiallyleaf · 8 months
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day 19. rimming. with. haewon.
723 words.
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kinktober ‘23, idol x male reader, haewon is haewon, what else is there to say, rimming, handjob, writer is the moon knight meme in this one.
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im out of (barely) good ideas and im panicking. fizzlingoutly, leaf.
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You didn’t think it’d be so easy getting from Haewon’s overlip leaving pink-leaning-orange (she keeps insisting she’s a cool tone, but hm, is she really?) marks on her coke glass to the same lip imprints circling your butthole as she leaves wet kisses all around it. No, it was just a quick exchange, like she was choosing what to have for lunch at Subway.
“Wait, you’ve done this already, right?” You ask her, not without a little worry.
“Nah, have you?” She spits back casually.
“I thought you were the one who ate ass and wanted me to be your mate?! You know, mate in the, Brit sense, not in the… scientific sense.” That was more complicated than it needed to be.
“I dunno, I’m just tryna have fun.” She shrugs.
The correct answer, like in the Subway situation, is to not find yourself there, but if for some reason you do, might as well try to make the best of it. And the best of it, in this case, supposedly consists in Haewon’s hands keeping your thighs wide open as you lay on your back while her tongue takes a few short, explorative trips from your testicles, down to your perineum, applying a little pressure on it, and to the edge of your puckered hole. She brings her fingers up to your previously lubricated shaft to stroke it from time to time, but your groans when she does make them retreat immediately, reminding her that no, that’s not the main dish tonight.
It feels a little weird, having something touch you down there, but when that something has the soft, smooth texture, the expert dexterity and the cunning wit of Haewon’s tongue, well, then it’s probably Haewon’s tongue that’s when weird falls into the background to make space for pleasing, as testified by your whimpers, starting sparse and now becoming more and more frequent. That’s enough evidence for the girl to deduce that it’s time to go in, and when she does without any sign of warning, the only thing that can reasonably come out of your mouth, after a loud moan, that is, is a “Fuck you!”. That’s fair, she thinks, as she keeps attacking the inside of your cavern, and fair is the answer that you receive.
“That’s only gonna happen later, be patient”
Haewon starts circling all around the inner edge of your hole, making you bring a hand to your mouth to try to contain your own groans, or worse, screams. How does the joke bear get to this? How does she go from acting as the loser girl transferring schools in 7th grade for shits and giggles, to having you struggle to keep your shit together in your own bed because she wanted to, and this should be more or less the exact quote, “tongue-punch your bussy, you little boy bitch!”? Maybe sometimes it’s better not to ask. Other times, you don’t really have the physical capability to ask because your ‘friend’ (an umbrella term, but the most appropriate one to describe the two of you, you think; again, sometimes it’s better not to ask) is alternating between pumping her tongue deep in your asshole and wrapping her lips around its entrance to suck all the air out of it. Those times, the hand that was keeping your mouth closed becomes an object just like any other to bite onto, because now it would be screams. Those times, making the best of it is letting Haewon play with her toy and focusing on not letting the whole neighborhood know about it. Not supposedly anymore.
So when the final thrusts of her tongue hit you where it pleases the most, both of her hands back on your length and stroking, the only thing you can do is wail onto your own hand while you watch spurts upon spurts of white fly up in the air and back down on your abs, the muscles of your ass flexing repeatedly around her tongue. Lay your head back down onto the pillow and let yourself catch your breath again as you spread your arms open on the bed. Not even a minute, and she’s already taking her zip-up sweater and ripped blue jeans off and throwing them on the ground.
“Come on, fucker, what did you think the main dish was?”
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footnotes.
maybe the formula is just sleep schedule plus work ethic, times effort. mathematically, leaf.
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lotuspeacock · 1 year
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what the fuck even happened episode 8????
like, plotwise i know what happened but like there’s so much new info i’m processing.
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rei dresses like that not for the professionalism of the job, but because his father expects him to look high-class even when he’s murdering people
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anna’s musical talents literally traumatize children.
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rei’s father has a god complex about his bloodline
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the “organization” is more or less run by rei’s father. this is why kyutaro said that rei should know best what happens when you betray the organization, because every childish rebellion was treason on the organization.
rei doesn’t get too close to kazuki because the consequence if he does are dire.
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side note: when rei says he has something to protect, he’s not just talking about miri. there is no mistaking that kazuki is precious to rei.
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when rei is asked “did you find true belonging on the outside” he denies it. this is probably because he wants to protect kazuki and miri but it could also be because rei genuinely believes that he doesn’t truly belong in their little family. i believe this changes by the end when rei sees that kazuki and miri were waiting for him just to see him smile.
this is from a few other posts i saw, but rei’s mission was a warning. a peek into the consequences of forming attachments.
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a continuation of point six, we see rei standing in his family home, feeling completely estranged while he’s on the phone with kazuki and miri being told to be back by dinner.
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rei never seemed to be affected by his job before. but in the car with ogino he expresses shock at the picture of his mentors murdered wife. and the picture seems to be taken in the goriest way. rei is opening his heart to his family and as a consequence, he has to face the reality that he is not just killing, but taking lives.
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“for the concept” WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN???? this man makes me so uncomfortable he is so goddamn psychotic. he definitely kills for fun even though he pretends its some big philosophical thing. essentially he was saying people exist to die. also his fucking blue eyed stare 🧿👄🧿
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WAIT WAIT WAIT THEYRE TOTAL FOILS OF EACH OTHER. rei and his mentor that is. they both have that single slut strand.
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miri is extremely insightful. she notices when someone close to her is hiding their dissatisfaction with life - what she calls “sadness”. her mom was dissatisfied with her life as a single mother and rei is dissatisfied with living under his father’s boot.
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rei didn’t tell ogino his mentor’s last words because they weren’t meant for him (but probably also cuz ogino is a creep sob). rei “didn’t hear” anything because the words were directed to someone already gone.
this is less a plot point but more a personal analysis - i was sorta hoping that kazuki would show up during the fight and save rei, and he does! he saves rei, but not during the fight because that’s not really where rei was struggling. rei needed to be saved from his own belief that he was irredeemable, and kazuki did that perfectly bu showing rei that no matter what, he’ll be there. unconditionally. i mean, the man didn’t even ask about all the blood on his suit. (another i won’t ask i wouldn’t tell moment)
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kazuki cut rei’s hair and decorated the apartment. when rei said “but then you suddenly started cleaning”, he’s saying that he didn’t care about kazuki until kazuki taught him how to care. when kazuki barged into rei’s apartment and cleaned the blood stained hands of a child assassin, he also cleared a space for himself in rei’s life. (side note: of course the undercut was kazuki’s idea)
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“you think we can change?” god this was such a good quote. and the way kazuki doesn’t put up a front and say “of course” because he’s trying to figure out if he can change too, so he just says “dunno” but its so sincere and hopeful. i love the dichotomy of kazuki not knowing if he can change because he’s spent the past 4 years trying not to and rei not knowing if he can change because he doesn’t know how to. at the root, it’s because they both see themselves as unforgivable.
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continuation of points six and eight, rei smiles when he’s home with his family.
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oh my god the angst just doesn’t stop.
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thefreakandthehair · 1 year
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"You can trust us to stick with you through thick and thin — to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours — closer than you keep it yourself." Eddie quotes at Steve, poking him in the chest. Steve watches as Eddie sways, just a tiny bit but it betrays the facade of sobriety he'd been trying to hold.
Eddie’d once had a better tolerance but he couldn’t drink throughout his recovery and everyone was finding that Eddie is a tactile, Lord of the Rings-quoting type of drunk as a result.
They’re alone in the corner of Steve’s living room, their arms wrapped one another, and it mustn’t be shocking because no one is looking their way. Only their closest friends are present and they’re left with plenty of room to touch without strange looks.
"But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone, and go off without a word. We are your friends, Frodo." Eddie finishes and flashes a warm smile at Steve and sure, Steve is a little less than sober himself but it’s the same smile Eddie’s been tossing him for fucking months and Steve is just tipsy enough to catch it.
“You tryin' to tell me something, Munson?” Steve asks, reaching one arm out to steady his friend. Yeah, sure, just a friend, his mind teases.
It’s been a solid six or so months since they’d been victorious against Vecna and shut down the Upside Down for good. And okay, he and Eddie have shared a bed more nights than they haven’t since then and it’s perhaps been a lot more than just friendly to Steve, but he’s learned not to make assumptions.
People don’t always feel about him the way he feels about them, and he can handle that. He can. At least, he can until Eddie starts drunkenly quoting the Lord of the Rings at him after a few shots at his New Years Eve party leading into ‘87. He’s got one hand wrapped around the back of neck, absently tugging on the hair at the nape, and Steve is trying to sober up enough so he doesn’t kiss his friend and read this all wrong.
“You were Frodo, Steve. And I was Sam. And I love you.” Eddie says, giggly but genuinely with both his hands digging into Steve’s waist now. The grin is real— it touches his glossy eyes and spreads across his face easily.
And I love you bounces around like a rogue ping pong ball in Steve’s chest. Steve sees that Eddie’s drunk— he can tell from the giggle, the tight grip on his skin, the glossy eyes. And Steve is heartbroken. He’s been head over heels for the man in front of him for at least the three months, consciously at least, and here he is, reminding Steve of everything he can’t have.
“Man, don’t say shit like that if you don’t mean it, alright?” Steve tries to make it joking, tries to laugh and smile in the way he thinks he should because Eddie's drunk but shit, if he hasn't daydreamed about Eddie saying those words to him. 
Eddie though? Well, Eddie might be drunk but goddamn it he knows Steve. And he means it. He loves Steve so much, it feels like it's trying to claw its way out of his body. He's just tipsy enough to finally tell him.
“Stevie, I do mean it. I mean okay—”  Eddie readjusts his Zeppelin shirt beneath his leather jacket and stands taller, fingers threading their way through Steve’s belt loops. “I may not be completely sober but I’m like, completely fuckin' in love with you? How dumb is that?” He laughs and ducks his head against Steve’s chest, wrapping his arms around back Steve's waist where this all began.
“Not dumb at all, Ed. Not dumb at all. Ball’s gonna drop soon, wanna watch it?” Steve feels Eddie's laugh against his chest where he holds Eddie tighter, suddenly afraid of beginning a new year. Eddie clings to him and Steve's brain begins a hysterical loop of questions like What if Eddie suddenly doesn't want to be this close when it's not 1986? When it's not the same year that we'd met and fought demons together? What if this fades, like everything else has?
"I dunno, do you love me? Be a hell of a way to ring in a new year, gettin' kissed by the one and only Steve Harrington!" Eddie's question throws a stick into the wheel of his looping brain, screeching it to a halt.
Steve knows this isn't the time and he knows Eddie probably won't even remember this in the morning but he does it anyways. He pulls back, takes a look around the room where all of their friends are cheering and counting down.
Robin had started the countdown at 60 seconds, just a touch too early, and they're only at 47 when Steve runs both of his shaking hands up and down the length of Eddie's arms. The last time they approach Eddie's shoulders, he keeps them there and inches closer, searching Eddie's wide, beguiled eyes for hesitation and finds none. Just finds what he always does: warmth, joy, comfort.
"39!"
"38!"
"37!"
"Ed, stop me if I've got it wrong."
"36!"
"35!"
"Definitely not wrong, Steve."
"33!"
"32!"
It's still 1986 when Steve Harrington finally kisses Eddie Munson. It's soft, gentle, close-lipped and tender without pushing for more. Eddie's fingers go numb and his toes curl in his boots, and Steve sees colors in a new way when they pull away and open their eyes.
"I do love you, Eddie." Steve says, breathless and happy in a way he hasn't been in years. He's still afraid, but even if he only gets this one moment, he's going all in for it. "So fucking much."
One palm comes up to rest on Steve's cheek, warm metal against his skin in the way of Eddie's rings. "It's not even the new year yet." He says with a laugh and a smile with his bottom lip between his teeth.
"19!"
"18!"
"Couldn't wait. I'll do it again in 1987, if you'll let me?"
"Any year, any dimension, Steve."
The countdown is getting closer and Dick Clark is yelling on the television when Steve grabs Eddie's hand and pulls him to join their friends, one arm slung over his shoulders and Eddie's around his waist. Steve gets a beaming smile and cocked eyebrow from Robin and his nod is all she needs.
"7!"
"6!"
"5!"
People start pairing off, and Steve's sober enough to realize that none of this would have made sense to him just a few months prior. Robin pulls Nancy closer with the hand not holding an obnoxiously loud noisemaker, Argyle smiles meaningfully at Jonathan, and Steve finds himself being spun back to face Eddie.
"Ready?"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
It's 1987 when Eddie Munson finally kisses Steve Harrington. They don't join the chorus of Happy New Year's! around them because it's Eddie's turn to kiss Steve, and he fucking does. A little harder, a little more tongue, a bite or two when Steve returns the same eagerness and impatience. It's Eddie who breaks the kiss, lips shiny and swollen.
"Gotta good feeling about '87, Stevie. Got a really good feeling."
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eiraeths · 6 months
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incorrect cod quotes but its from texts with friends part 1?
these may be a little stupid but fuck it we ball
Gaz: *shows video of a giant cigarette* a challenge for the boys?
Soap: the boys? fuck give me a bottle of jack daniels and i’ll have that smoked in an hour
Gaz: god’s drunkest smoke the most cigarette
Soap: amen
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Soap: sometimes i find miscellaneous hardware in my pockets when i get home
Gaz: from what?
Soap: dunno, yesterday i found two bolts and a handful of screws
Gaz: anything new today?
Soap: a cool rock
Gaz: did you forget the giver of your quest or something?
Soap: WAIT I REMEMBER I WAS GONNA GIVE IT TO GHOST
Gaz: you were gonna give ghost a rock?
Soap: it made me think of him
Ghost: hand it over immediately
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Ghost: today i’m making eye contact with the shadow men who like to creep around in the corner of my eyesight
Soap: they want you to pay your taxes
Gaz: state sanctioned irs hallucinatory agents
Ghost: they can fucking try
Price: why are you seeing shadow men in the corners of your vision
Ghost: mind your business
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Ghost: i think i need to read the terms and conditions for this relationship
Soap: the terms and conditions are a scam listen to every word i say and take it as gospel
Ghost: good enough for me
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Gaz: i gotta put you on astral projection hold for a minute
Soap: yeah sure take your time
Price: how did either of you see a therapist without getting sent to the ward the moment you walked in the door
Gaz: i constructed my personality just for my therapist
Soap: mine quit two weeks after i started seeing them
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Ghost: all bark and no bite over here
Soap: no i’m going to bite you
Ghost: i bite back
Soap: i have rabies. im carrying 32 diseases transmissible by saliva calling your name
Ghost: my body is full of disease ridden flesh
Soap: i’ll take us both out then
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gorgeous
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alex turner x fem reader
i don’t really know how to summarize it, so just read and find out!! it’ll be a fun little surprise! (also i quoted a line from better than the movies in here, i just finished that book and i LOVED it so dearly)
i couldn’t choose just one song 😣
late afternoon was dull. rain poured outside and the sky was grey, adding to the melancholy of the day. as you sit on the couch next to your best friend alex, you couldn’t help but stare at the rain pattering against the window, trying to distract yourself from your thoughts. you had just recently broken up with your boyfriend, you realized he wasn’t the one and it made you sad. it was easy to let your thoughts spiral, you wondered if you’d ever find your person, if anyone would ever love you that much. could you be loved? you didn’t want to be lonely forever and then become an old lady living alone with her fifty cats in an old apartment. would you die alone? oh my god and then who would even take care of the cats? would anyone even know you died? what if- “ahem.” you jumped slightly, raising your eyebrows at alex who was looking at you with a funny expression, accompanied by a head tilt.
“soo movie or no?” alex chuckled. “you ruined my train of thought.” you smiled as you kicked him playfully. alex had always been your best friend, you had always been there for eachother and this was no different. he’d been hanging out at your house practically the second your boyfriend had moved out and you didn’t mind at all. alex laughed softly, brown eyes not leaving yours. as you gazed at the boy, your smile faded into a frown, your earlier thoughts returning to haunt you. alex noticed this, furrowing his brows. “you alright?” you hadn’t really allowed yourself to overthink too much since your boyfriend left, and now that you had really thought about being alone, it destroyed you. anxiety plagued you, filling you only with distress and thoughts of loneliness.
“i dunno.” you shifted your gaze to your lap, fiddling with your rings. “you wanna talk about it?” alex shuffled closer to you on the couch. you shrugged, eyes still fixated on your lap, averting his gaze. “is it about him?” you noticed how close alex was, causing your heart to race a little faster. “um- no.” you paused. “well, yes, related. i mean, it’s not exactly about him, like the fact that i miss him or anything. which i dont. not really. that seems kinda mean, but it’s true.”
you looked up at alex nervously to find him looking back at you, silently urging you to continue talking. “its just- i’m nervous i’ll never find anyone. sounds fucking stupid now that i’m saying it aloud but um..” you gulped nervously. alex eyes were soft and caring and the effect he had on you right now was concerning. nevertheless, you continued.“i’m scared to be alone forever, i just want to love someone and be loved. and i’m so scared thats not going to happen and i’m scared nobody will ever find me pretty enough to love me. i dont know.” you weren’t even thinking now, the storm of anxiety that occupied your mind now letting loose. “i’m just nervous i guess. i dunno, its silly.” you sighed “maybe i’m just overthinking.”
you kept your gaze on your lap as you finished your rant, too flustered to look at alex. he was close. really close. why was your stomach all swirly? the thunder outside filled the silence for a few moments. alex grabbed your hand, causing you to meet his eyes. “hey. don’t think like that. you’re gorgeous.” the way alex was talking to you, the way he was looking at you, soft brown eyes shimmering in the candlelight, all smiley and sweet. it was getting hard to breathe. you were so distracted by him that you forgot to respond. “thank you.” you muttered pathetically, making him chuckle softly, hand not leaving yours. the house was quiet besides the muffled sound of thunder and rain from the nasty storm outside that was getting more intense by the minute. candles and lamps emitted a soft glow throughout the room, casting faint shadows on the walls.
the way he was looking at you made your heart flutter. your eyes darted down to his lips for a split second before quickly looking back up at his eyes. shit. don’t look at his lips don’t look at his lips. the tension was so thick you were sure lightning was bound to strike between you two any second. the house was too quiet. was he getting closer? you nervously broke eye contact for a split second, your stomach fluttering as you looked back at him. he didn’t move, eyes still locked on yours. your face heated. “um- so what movie did you wanna wat-“you didn’t even finish your sentence before his lips were all over yours, nose pressed into your cheek and hand cupping your face. he kissed you like it was his job and he wanted a raise. you eagerly kissed him back, squeezing his hand tightly as you brought your other hand up to rest on his shoulder. he leaned over you, gently pressing you against the arm of the couch as he kissed the shit out of you. you brought your free hand to grab ahold of his hair, deepening the kiss which elicited a sigh out of him.
the intensity of the kiss increased as a strike of lightning illuminated the sky for a few moments, a loud boom of thunder following, rumbling the ground. you pushed your hand up his shirt, his skin warm. his tongue slid across yours. his hands were in your hair. your leg was wrapped around his waist as the kiss deepened, teeth colliding and soft sighs filling the air. another rumble of thunder shook the ground and just like that, the lights were out. you broke the kiss, the two of you gasping for air. the room was dark, almost pitch black.
and if it weren’t for the soft light of the streetlamps, the glow of the candle in the other room, or the incandescent moonlight, you might’ve not been able to see alex smiling down at you.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
hope this made you giggle and kick your feet, goodnight!
ps. this is like my third time writing anything ever so if it’s bad don’t come for me
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subarashiihibi · 4 months
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my thing about izaya is that he's so strange and weird and i love that so much. i didn't want to ramble too much in the notes of that poor person's post but i find the way he speaks and the words he chooses so interesting so let me ramble a little bit. this may or may not even be coherent so bear with me here im just going to speak my thoughts.
ok this got really fucking long and all over the 0place so im putting this under a read more sorry.
so i have volume 9 of the novel in both english and japanese. i only have two novels in japanese and that is this one and yuuyake wo. so i'm pretty crazy about this izaya speech analysis shit. anyways i was rereading thru the jp ver the other day just to compare it to the eng and i kinda realized that like.
a lot of people you can separate their speech in either formal and informal speech right? someone like shizuo speaks really informally and uses a lot of rough, dragged-out versions of words and stuff (しゃーねえ vs しょうがない) and then someone like shinra who speaks in a ton of yojijukugo and generally sounds like a nerd emoji gijinka.
izaya on the other hand rly... doesn't fit in either? i mean sure he sounds like another nerd emoji gijinka but it's kinda different. it's not so much the words he speaks but rather the intonation and his tone...
and he has his moments where he speaks pretty seriously and whatnot of course, but in general he just... doesn't sound very human when he speaks? i don't know if that's a conscious effort or not. is it his attempts at distancing himself from his own individual humanity? or is it just because he's a weird guy? i dunno. but it's interesting nonetheless.
one thing i will note though is that despite his somewhat inhuman speech patterns, it's also pretty...dramatic? to the extent where it's really exaggerated but also very cute and charming. (this part is important.)
i think a lot of what makes izaya's speech so weirdly inhuman is because he doesn't really use a lot of slang or similar lingo that people his age would typically use. i know mikado said in the novels that he doesn't really try to fit in with his age group's fashion sense either so it makes sense but still. he's like an old hag it's so funny. and it's because of that that when he says stuff like 'i don't get all hot and heavy over headless women' or whatever he said to celty it's really amusing to me because like... why is the strange man saying this?💀
another example i kinda giggled about on my twitter when i read it it's not even crazy and i sound corny and cheesy and stupid but theres this scene in vol 9 where izaya messages celty for business and hold on let me just put it as a quote.
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he sounds so old saying 'video game' like 😭 idk it's just funny cause he barely even knows anything abt games like bro knows nothing im crying
in the jp hes like 「…ゲーム中なのかい?」 and then when celty tries to explain herself he says 「何を言ってるのか、良く解らないんだけど」 and im rly bad at tling parts of sentences and stuff but just know that the way he words it makes it sound like this gif to me
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i love both versions i think the original jp makes him sound like hes so lost and confused (hence why pw gif cause lord that man always looks lost LMFAOOOO) and then eng tl just blunt ass "I don't know what you're talking about." makes him sound like full on hag 😭😭😭
OMFG WAIT I HAVE TO MENTION THIS FUCKING SCENE WITH SHINRA ITS SO FUNNY.
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first i think it's funny the translation has izaya say fuck here cause he very rarely swears and i did read this one thing about how he only swears when his mask slips so to me this is like genuine bewilderment that he cant even hide LOL. second why is he so excited to hear about 'whatever sexual fetish' shinra has im crying he's so damn nosy . okay but this is not the funniest part let me add that now.
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ehy the hell is izaya orihara talking about foot fetishes???😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 im crying bruh i was so flabbergasted when i read this i was like WHAT did he just say? he says it in the jp ver too which just makes it even funnier. this goes back to what i said earlier but i always get so amused when izaya has something to say about sex or whatever cause he's so fucking weird and unsettling why does he know that
(i mean i also get so hard i nearly pass out thinking about izaya tlaking about sex but thats probably just a thing with my heart condition and stuff)
oh also another scene i think is really cute and amusing and funny is back when shinra was first still trying to get izaya to form the bio club w him.
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1. shinra is funny as fuck in this scene but also izaya's "Hmm. Can I punch you?" made me havbe a good laugh. in the jp he says 「んー。殴ってもいいのかな?」 which is pretty much the same thing just with the intonation of like 'hmmmmmmmmm should i hit u or not...' sorry like i said im just bad w explaining this stuff. but i felt the need to point it out not cause im one of those annoying ppl who praise the original jp ver and reject translations and localizations i just think it's important for izaya specifically cause i love him and i want to analyze his speech patterns as best as i can.
i was going thru the novel just now for other stuff i wanted to mention and i forgot abt this part but it's so funny.
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'Let's not get hasty. Type calmly, please.' its not even funny or nothing i just find it so amusinf whenever he talks like that💀 i will say though the english translation kind of makes him sound more weird and inhuman than the original. that line in the original was basically just him telling her she needs to calm down enough to at least type properly LOL. idk if im just being nitpicky cause this is izaya tho so feel free to ignore that. fwiw i like the eng tl bc while it's a different intonation than the original japanese ver i think if he did speak english it would probably sound smth like that anyways.
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this too made me laugh like ??? seriously he is really nosy when it comes to people's intimate affairs. in the jp ver he calls them an 'intimate couple' which just is like .. ok bro💀
does anyone else see my vision of izaya getting cucked by celty (does it count as cucking when celtys the one dating shinra) while he looks sad and pathetic and miserable that he never decided to shoot his shot w shinra back in the day
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if i were commenting on the actual stuff going on in this scene rn this post would be a lot olonger and even more terribly all over the place so im just gonna focus on how i think it's funny izaya says 'easy, man...' this is like one of the only times his words are somewhat natural and sound like smth you would hear someone else say. in the jp ver it's 「おいおい…」 which is somewhat less out of left field in terms of coming from izaya but still it's pretty surprisingly normal. i have to wonder if in that moment he's too worried about shinra to care about keeping up appearances.
this is just random and me making fun of izaya as usual but why the hell does he weigh himself after his showers💀💀💀 it's cute and endearing and only adds to his strong gap moe but still... it's strange...
speaking of cute things this is from a volume i forget but he says this one phrase a couple of times and it is just both really cute and also kind of idk... saddening. one of the times i can remember he says it is when namie was making fun of him or something and he replies 'Don't tease me. I'm only human.' or something along those lines and it's like . hm. ok.
i think it's cute he says 'dont tease me' a few times cause eughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (trying to ward off severe brain damaged incoherent thoughts) but 'im only human' is like... are you really? even after you try so hard to escape your own humanity and individual self so much... im going to try and give my thoughts on it here but this is just based off my hc that izaya has bpd so yanno. im basing a lot oif this on my own experiences sorry. i do that a lot. (gestures over to all the posts i make abt fob/mychem fan izaya)
when it comes to just straight up acknowledging his humanity izaya has no problems with this because 'sure, i'm human. isn't that obvious?' is probably something along the lines of what he thinks. it's easy for him to just say that because it's just that. it's just words. it holds no real meaning and shows no true insight into how he actually perceives himself. but when it comes to actually having to come face to face with his own humanity and the fact that yes, he is only human, it's a lot more difficult because now it's out of his control. i wonder also if he has problems with perceiving his own self.
i say this a lot but i truly do believe izaya is so so so beautiful and i love him so much. also i just saw a funny post on twitter so i wanna say this here idk if yall know this but izayas actually a latina hes got chismosavirus❤ ok thats all i have to say sorry for rambling so much
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inqorporeal · 2 years
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There was something odd about the bookshop. Well, specifically its owner, but the shop was weird, too.
"I dunno, I just get the oddest feeling every time I go in," Mona said through a mouthful of croissant. "Like it's just a piece of set dressing. Like on stage, you know?"
"The books are there to be seen and occasionally looked through, but not actually claimed," Stuart agreed.
Nicola folded her arms on the slightly sticky coffee-shop table. "You know what I think--"
"Not your MI-6 theory, again," Mona groaned.
"Look, all I'm saying is that the owner knows a disturbing amount about history and especially contemporary warfare and politics. He totally helped me with that one paper I had to do last year, and I swear he didn't look anything up, but somehow just pulled books off the shelf that had exactly what I needed. And--"
"Aw, here we go," Stu muttered, amd poured another cup of tea for himself feom the shared pot.
"Shut it," Nicola growled. "He somehow had a newspaper from the start of World War I, in absolutely pristine condition, that had an article about the death of--"
"He's a history nerd, so what?" Stu said. "He inherited the place from his Da, who was also a complete nerd. My Ma swears they're the spitting image of each other, it's a whole schtick they have goong on. Welcome to London, we have weirdos, if you look to your left you can see a skyscraper that looks like a cock and we call it the Gherkin."
"I'm telling you, he's like some sort of secret agent," Nicola insisted. "There's that one skinny guy all in black who's always around, never takes off his shades even indoors. And remember last month, Old George swore up and down the shop burnt to the ground and then reappeared as good as new?"
"Old George is ancient and forgets you're not his little sister's best friend from church," Mona said. She drained off her ridiculous coffee drink and wiped foam from her upper lip. "The building probably burnt down when he was a kid and he's getting confused because back then they tried to rebuild things as they used to be rather than ploughing them up."
"Besides, even the best secret agency can't just rebuild an entire building stone by stone overnight. He's definitely suffering something." Stu held up a hand in the face of Nicola's poisonous glare. "Okay, okay, Old George's faulty memory aside, what makes you think the proprietor works for bleedin' MI-6?"
"I was in not too long before that, working on that nightmare essay, remember?" She waited until the other two nodded, although Mona now had her mobile out and was rexting someone. "These two creepy guys in absolutely pristine suits came in and loudly asked after pornography. Just like that, really kind of stilted, and loud. You know the place as well as I do, there's no porn there."
"I dunno, some of the classics are pretty spicy," Stu joked.
"That's different. He doesn't exactly stock Playboys you know? And the owner got real uncomfortable-looking, like he didn't want to be anywhere near them, and then took them into the back room."
Mona's head came up. "No ody goes in the back room except--"
"And the skinny bloke, aye. And when they came out, they were thanking him for 'the pornography'." Nicola pulled out the scare quotes this time. "Nobody ever buys anything from A.Z. Fell's. It's a fucking library without the legal permits. I think they were foreign agents--"
"You can't expect us to believe that Mr Fell is a secret agent," Stu insisted.
Nicola rolled her eyes. "No, I think he's the middle-man between the creepers and that skinny bloke. They can't be seen near someone like that, right? So Tall and Skinny--"
"Is way too obvious to be a spy," Mona said, shaking her head.
"But that's the brilliance of it! If he's an obvious eccentric, nobody thinks he's a spook!"
Nicola was on a roll now, and Mona and Stu exchanged a look.
"He's like a foreign agent, yeah? And 'pornography'--" scare quotes again-- "is just one of those code phrases they use, right?"
Someone stopped by their table, casting a long shadow against the light streaming through the dusty front window. "if you ask me," the stranger said, "it sounds like you watch too many spy films." He smiled thinly and the lenses of his round dark glasses seemed to flash for a moment.
"Right?" Mona said. "How many times did you see the last Bond film?"
"That has nothing to do with it--"
"What's more likely," the stranger continued, sipping at a monstrosity of a drink that could only tangentially be called 'coffee', "is that the gentlemen in question were local mob shaking our poor bookseller down. You should avoid them."
"See?" Stu agreed. "That makes a lot more sense. A Z. fell has a reputation to maintain. They were definitely threatening him."
Nicola grumped for a moment, slouching in her chair. "Alright, you have a point. He didn't act like they were friends."
"Exactly." The stranger smiled and left his empty, sugar-smeared mug in the middle of their table and left.
Mona opened her mouth to protest when someone else huffed a little sigh. Mr Fell himself picked up the mug, muttering, "Honestly, darling," under his breath, and returned it to the dish drop.
Nicola stared at her plate. "Wait. Who ordered danishes? Do they even sell danishes here?"
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(CW: Cringe, puzzle pieces, Autism Moms, potential sensory eyesore, ableism possibly, like one sex joke)
Welcome back to me harshly criticizing graphic design choices that people make about autism where I find pictures of shirts and whatnot and I tear into them like a lion tearing into its prey. Let's get into it.
In the words of @rebmasel on TikTok: "Ka-chow."
First up the only appropriate way to do this review is in the style of Dr. Seuss.
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I do not like the puzzle piece, for it disturbs my fucking peace.
The color purple is real nice, but the message here I would think twice.
No tacky colors, so that's good. I don't hate it, though I feel I should.
Final Score: 4 out of 10. I'd rather not see this again.
I know the first line's kinda cheating, but I couldn't really think of any other fitting rhyme.
Next up is this:
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This is already miles better than most of what I've seen.
The colors aren't tacky, they're actually kinda nice.
You have two wolves inside of you, both of them are gay and autistic. /ref
Autism Acceptance, that's a win.
Infinity symbol instead of puzzle piece, fuck yes.
Only criticism is that it's kind of a cheesy message, but not the worst.
Final Score: 9.5 out of 10. I'd wear it.
And then the quality drops here.
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Puzzle piece means you lost points.
"Autism Mom." You can say it's difficult to raise an autistic child, but you're not a goddamn superhero.
How dare you use Rosie the Riveter for this. The disrespect. /hj
The military font is tacky.
I don't like seeing blue associated with autism, but at least it's not an abominable shade of blue.
Final Score: 1 out of 10. Get it out of my sight.
Speaking of lions that I mentioned earlier:
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I'm already liking the absence of puzzle pieces.
Autism Acceptance is a yes.
When a lioness has children, she stops making love to the lion. The lion gets jealous, sometimes so jealous he EATS the children. You'd think this would upset the lioness; far from it. They make love again like the children never existed. I find that idea terrifying. /q
Not a fan of the colors, they're too dark for my taste.
The message feels cheesy.
Final Score: 7.5 out of 10. I dunno if I'd wear it, but it's not the worst design I've seen. The effort and care are present.
This feels like a roller coaster because it went downhill again.
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"Share your friends." As someone with PDA, to quote Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 3, Line 87; "No." /hj
Autism Awareness. Once again, I am very aware of my existence but sometimes I wish I wasn't; there are days where I'd like to be both perceived and NOT perceived.
The blue isn't tacky, thank God.
I hate the quote because it gives the message that autism is nothing but a burden.
Also there's a bit too much going on with it, all of the decals and shit.
I don't see any puzzle pieces, so thank God.
Final Score: 2 out of 10. I do not recommend.
This is a bit different.
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There's just way too much going on in this. Absolute eyesore.
Return of the Tacky Elementary School Colors, except they dragged orange into it this time.
So many puzzle pieces.
Why is everyone trying to fight autism? It's just minding its business.
I'm pretty sure that that's going to be a signal to mean kids to bully your kid. Like, even if there's more understanding of autism, there are still asshole crotch goblins.
I haven't "done" autism, but I am curious as to whether or not autism is good in bed. /j
Final Score: 1 out of 10. No thanks, I'll pass.
Let's end part 2 on a high note.
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Simple design, but colorful and pretty easy on the eyes.
And the colors aren't patronizing.
No puzzle pieces.
Acknowledgement of the intersectionality of autism and sexuality.
No cheesy message; just a funky design about autism and gayness. Not all autism shirts have to be serious or UwU or motivating, so it's always a nice change of pace.
Final Score: 11 out of 10. As an asexual biromantic autistic, I'd wear this.
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cits-kirby-brainrot · 7 months
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KIRBY CREATION VERSE INCORRECT QUOTES :D
Void: Even Necrodeus and I have been getting closer! The other day he gave me half his sandwich.
Necrodeus: I mistook it for a garbage can.
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Void, laughing: Hey, how do you ask a glass a water how it's doing?
Morpho: A glass of water is an inanimate object. Therefore, it's incapable of having a thought process nor understand basic language.
Void:
Void: Water you doing.
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Morpho, holding a baby Aeon: I've only had Aeon for an hour and a half but if anything were to happen to them I'm destroying Halcandra and then myself.
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Galacta Knight: I dunno if I'm ready to process the ramifications of this bullshit.
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Papi: Divines, give me patience.
Hyness: I think you mean "Divines, give me strength."
Papi: If the divines gave me strength, you'd be dead.
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Galacta Knight: I want someone to take me out.
Papi: Like on a date or with a sniper?
Galacta Knight:.. Surprise me.
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Meta Knight: Hey Dark, made anyone cry today?
DMK: Sadly no, but its only 4:30.
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Galacta: Let me copy your homework.
Papi: I was gonna copy yours.
Galacta: Well shit.
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Hyness: A decision had to be made.
Morpho: AND YOU FUCKED IT UP.
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Kirby (Star Allies) : I'm here for the cult stuff.
Hyness: How did you find us?
Kirby: Saw your ad on craigslist.
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Kirby: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for you health and you shouldn't do it.
Void: That's why I bottle up all my emotions, both good and bad, so it cancels out.
Kirby: That's not how it works.
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sea-jello · 1 year
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bmc as out of context quotes my friends and i have said cause im copying other people
christine after deactivating all the squips: i am so proud. i converted my friend from really mean to homosexual
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jeremy: i am genuinely scared michael will break up bc i dont like jerky
jake: man its fucking dried beef
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christine: i can’t read japanese but i’m gonna estimate. 300 CUPS OF MILK
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jenna: slay pussy girlboss queen
brooke: please dont use those words to describe my aunt
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rich: these are making me consider heterosexuality again
jake: UR STRAIGHT????
rich: IT WAS A JOKE
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(waiting in line talking about how he didnt know the eiffel tower lights up at night) jeremy: i dunno i dont catch up with,, paris,, lore
(still waiting in line) michael: who here do you think has the intention to murder someone
jeremy (spaced out of his mind): i dunno isnt it like,, illegal
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(different group of people talking about if it snows in paris)
christine: im not gonna lie the only knowledge of paris i have is from miraculous ladybug
brooke, jenna and jeremy: somewhat similar versions of "oh my god me TOO"
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