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bixshits · 8 months

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so rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead functions on the idea of these guys not having a choice right? and even if they choose to just sit down and not move anywhere they'll probably be moved to where they need to be regardless? and the only choices they have are how they choose to interpret their world, with rosencrantz needing to find and test the boundaries of it and cement their place in it and guildenstern trusting the narrative without question? and guildenstern refuses to allow either of them to decide who they are? and they are so interconnected with each other that they are simply inseparable and indistinguishable, even to themselves? and they cannot define themselves without the other and become lost when they lose each other? and their choice (or lack thereof) in identity (or lack thereof) is mutually decided (or determined) to be in their inherent love and trust and unity in and with each other? and you expect me to be normal about that?

#they chose each other guys they chose each other when they didnt have a choice #something something one cannot exist without the other. to believe in one demands the reconciliation of the other #i swear i was going somewhere with this #idk i think theres a certain beauty and unimaginable pain in having to exist both undefined and defined by another #horrible simplicity yknow #anyway #ragad #rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead #r&gad

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missmacfire · 8 months

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I some where heard the saying

It is more important to make your descendants proud then your ancestors

And it has resonated with me. Disclosure I'm from background where honoring your ancestors is not really a part of the culture.

But I see on a closer level. For me it is like a 1000 times more important that my kid in 20 years or so can be proud of me, then to make my parents proud of me.

I owe my kid so much more then I owe them.

Now this is of course not perfect. For one you are trying to predict what someone will think of you many years from now and it is easy to imagine yourself doomed to fail, but it is a goal.

(then again making my parents proud of me is literally impossible)

#I swear I was going somewhere with this #Melotta screaming into the void

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mudshadow · 4 days

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cleaned up that caroline i posted *checks watch* a year ago

#it's choppy but actively holding myself back from spending as much time on any of this as I want to.#going somewhere with it I swear #cad24

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bakubunny · 6 months

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a/n: adding a dark content banner because the themes or pet names/honorifics used here could be triggering for some. please check the tags and proceed accordingly.

tags: dilf!kiri; dad bf!kiri; f!reader; mild dark content; mild breathplay; mild degradation; daddy as title; large age gaps (10-15 yrs); no age play but vibes are there; strength kink; d/s undertones; established relationship; too many pet names: kiddo, little girl, babydoll, bunny

eijiro opened his office door and walked over to where you sat on the couch, a warm smile and stray hairs from a messy bun framing his face. it was mid morning, but he’d already been up a few hours before you. he wrapped an arm around your shoulder as he sat down and gave you an affectionate squeeze.

“hey, kiddo, you’re awake.” he pulled your head in further and kissed you there. “how’d you sleep?”

a flash of heat dusted your cheeks and rushed to your thighs. “i slept well. how are you, old man?” you quipped with a smile, staring into your empty coffee cup.

“old man? since when?” eijiro said, feigning surprise.

“you started it, not me. i’m not that young,” you said, attempting to stand.

eijiro’s firm hand came down from your shoulder and gripped your thigh. his voice lowered. “where do you think you’re going? your pussy seemed to disagree last night, little girl.”

fuckfuckfuck-

two small words and he already had your mind sputtering. “i’m taking my cup to the kitchen.”

eijiro pulled the cup from your hands and set it on the coffee table in front of you. “i haven’t gotten a proper good morning yet,” he said, turning your chin to face him.

your cheeks felt hot but you smiled and leaned in nonetheless. he pulled you in and kissed you firmly, a hum of satisfaction on his lips.

“there she is. hey, kiddo.”

“hi.” you smiled and pulled away, shaking your head. “will you stop calling me that?”

eijiro let you up as he leaned back into the couch. “maybe. i think you like it, though.”

“mmm i think you’re just trying to get under my skin,” you offer, knowing he was right from the flutter in your stomach.

✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧

eijiro’s thick cock was overwhelming as he pounded your cunt from behind, every thrust sending tendrils of pleasure through you, dragging along your sweet spot and slamming into a deep, tender point inside you. the sloppy sound between you filled your ears.

“what’s that, babydoll?” he asked, voice heavy and rough. the thick, bulging arm wrapped around your neck loosened slightly.

“d-addyyy,” you slurred, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks.

“that’s right, kiddo. daddy’s got you.” his grip tightened again with his patronizing tone.

your eyes rolled and you groaned heavily at the name on his lips. eijiro smirked. he felt that familiar tightening in his balls as he got closer to cumming, watching you pant and moan underneath him.

“i’m close. you gonna be a good little cumdump and cum on my cock, sweetheart?” he said.

you moaned in approval, speech barely intelligible with gritted teeth. “n-need your cum, please daddy."

eijiro groaned. his thrusts were hard and sloppy. “then do it. make a pretty mess for me, kiddo.”

your back arched into him and you cried out as orgasm crashed down over your body with a pathetic groan.

the hard clench of your pussy pulled eijiro over the edge. "fuck, that's it, such a good little bunny."

he came with a grunt as he fucked you through your orgasm, hot cum spilling into your cunt as you shuddered in pleasure.

eijiro laid there with you wrapped in his arms as the sound of panting filled the room. he turned your face back to kiss you.

"care to remind me how much you don't like it when i call you kiddo?" he said with a grin.

"fuck you," you replied, turning away to hide your face.

he pushed his hips into yours and you whined.

"watch your mouth, or i might have to."

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jaehwany · 2 years

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If you have a disability, I think merely liking someone is not enough. Because even if I say it’s love, if other people say it’s not, then it’s not. Even if other people say it’s not, if you say it’s love, it’s love.

Kang Tae Oh as Lee Jun Ho EXTRAORDINARY ATTORNEY WOO (2022) dir. Yoo In Sik

#extraordinary attorney woo #kang tae oh #kdramaedit #kdramanetwork #kdramadaily #asiandramanet #dailyasiandramas #tuseralexa #cinemu #userhannah #tuserbia #mostlyfate #netflixedit #dailynetflix #jgifs #i swear i was going somewhere with this set lol #just junho being assertive about his feelings 😤#if he says it's love it's love ok!!

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just-null-cult · 6 months

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How do we feel about Beach wear Noritoshi....

Everyone thinks he'd go covered head to toe wearing those wet suits divers use, but no. Noritoshi isn't the type to want to attract attention to himself when it's not needed, so he'd try to blend in. Emphasis on try.

He's the guy wearing a covering or some shit. I think you'd have to fight him to wear a translucent one. (if you splash him with water, you'll acheive the same effect thoughahahaha) even though it's a beach, he's trying to find an appropriate way to cover up, hes just like that. yes to sunscreen ofc. I can see him in a sun hat, but it's not his.. maybe he took it from one of the girls

HIS HAIR WOULD BE UP BC ITD BE TOO HOT AND THE SUN HAT WOULD HELP HIM FROM GETTING OVERHEATED H.H....H IS FACE WOULD BE FLUSHED BC OF THE HEAT AND. AND. AND.. he's like the beach babe on the shore, soaking up the sun and reading a book or smth. if you splash him with water, i can see him trying to get you back. then boom bam, hes in the water with everyone else.

OH FUCK that's even IF he goes to the beach. it's like seeing God in the flesh, idk man I'd go blind........... hed probably come along when he realizes theres hot people at the beach. he cant have you looking at people in that state, hold on hes going. give him five minutes..!

EXTRA

[untied covering version under the cut. like his booefjehsaf are out aha.]

ahahahahahahahahaa *froths at the mouth*

mf dont even begin to look at me like that

#kamo noritoshi #noritoshi kamo #noritoshi #kamo noritoshi x reader #noritoshi kamo x reader #noritoshi x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #FAM IMA BE SO FR W YOU. ITS SO COLD WHERE I AM RN #AS OF POSTING THIS #BUT ITS FUCKING SUMMER SOMEWHERE OUT THERE SO LETS FUCKING GO #IM TELLING YOU WHEN I FUCKING SAW THIS ASK I FROZE #HOW ARE WE FEELING?????#FAM WE'RE FEELING FUCKING DEAD AND RESUSCITATED #GOD I FEEL LIKE YOU ANSWERED MY PRAYERS OR SOME SHIT BC I WANTED TO TAKE THIS MANS SHIRT OFF SO BAD BUT NEVER HAD A PROPER EXCUSE #OFFICER. GOD. TUMBLR STAFF.... THIS IS PURELY FOR THE SAKE OF ANDSWERING MY BELOVED CULT MEMBER'S QUESTION #I SWEAR THERE IS NO OTHER UNDERLYING REASON #OFFICER PLEASE #nah its embarrassing how hyped i got for this ask #you got me wide awake at 8 am bc of beach wear......#I WANTED TO SHOW HIS WAIST BUT THE FUCKING STUPID COVERING BLOCKED IT ALL.#WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME @ MYSELF?!??????#DOES THIS COUNT AS SUGGESTIVE????#NO. ITS JUST HIS CHEST. DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT 👊💥💥👊💥👊💥💥#HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT THE NORITOSHI THAT TEASES YOU BACK...... IM SUCH A FOOL. GOD STRIKE ME DOWN RN......#DUDE I DABBLED IN IT A BIT HERE BUT OH MY FUCK.... IT NEEDS AN ENTIRE POST OH FUCK #tysm anon I'll love you till my heart rots #you dont understand my devastation half way through when he kinda looked like beach geto. pinterest if you ever get your filthy paws on thi #and call him geto. istg ill gut you alive

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blushweddinggowns · 1 year

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Nancy had to give it to him. In around a few months time, Steve had her wrapped around his finger just as much as every other girl in school, maybe even more so. She hadn’t even meant for it to happen! She had tried to keep things in a strict tutor/student zone but then Steve had to be all…him. He had looked so devastated when he realized they had classes together, and the way he tried to make up for it was too cute for words.

She just…never thought he would be the way he was. Before they’d met she just knew him as basically Eddie Munson’s personal bodyguard, who just happened to be too hot and good at sports to completely fall out of popularity. He was notorious for being a master at making people cry, and was surprisingly quick-witted for someone who had never gotten above a C- in English. He was a heartbreaker with a killer smile and a horrible attitude. So how did all of that end in Steve Harrington being the sweetest guy she’d ever met?

The massive crush she had on him was completely out of her control. It was his fault for being all nice and funny and handsome and…God. She sounded like the girls she and Barb used to make fun of. They used to call it the Harrington disease. Nancy just hadn't realized how contagious it really was.

Though she stood by the fact that whatever was going on between her and Steve was different. She had heard a lot of rumors about what it was like dating Steve Harrington, and most of them involved him being all handsome and charming until he got what he wanted, then he’d dump you first thing. The others were a little weirder, stories about him being completly standoffish and maybe even a little germaphobic? There were some girls that swore that he never even kissed them during their short time together and they would have to fight for something as insiginfigant as a hug. Nancy wasn’t quite sure who to believe, no one did. Steve was kind of mysterious like that, another reason why so many girls were obsessed with him.

But with Nancy, it didn’t feel like he was using her for something else. It didn’t even feel like Steve was purposefully romancing her. They had gone from a study session once a week to actually being friends. They ate lunch together nearly everyday, she was invited over to movie nights with him and Eddie, which was great for when Barb was stuck at band practice. He even started taking her to school in the morning sometimes. And she always got to pick the music, no matter how much Eddie jokingly whined about it.

How could she not like him? Hell, she even liked how good he was to his friends, especially Eddie. The two of them were nearly inseparable and it never mattered to Steve that Eddie was…well, pretty far below him in the world of high school cliques. And it’s not that Nancy thought Steve could do better. Eddie was great! They were good for each other, especially after he told her more of how they first met as kids. It made a lot more sense on why Steve was so protective over him, and why he got so pissed when people acted like they couldn’t understand what Steve saw in him.

It was the same way some people looked at her and Barb. And Nancy hated that. Like being twenty pounds overweight was some kind of crime. But Steve never looked at Barb with disgust. He knew what it was like to see people for who they were; he understood the value in that. And he was always so nice to her. Steve wasn’t the first guy who had wandered into Nancy's life, but he was the first one who didn’t try to box her best friend out at every oppruntunity.

She loved that about him. She kind of loved everything about him. The past two months had been the most fun of her young life. Because Steve was fun and so much better than she had ever imagined.

And while technically, they weren’t officially dating it still felt like something was going to happen, and happen soon. Maybe then they would get some more alone time without Eddie around. And she liked Eddie! She really did. He was hilarious, impossible to embarrass and weird as all hell, but it worked. He was a sweet guy when you got right down to it, even if he was a little on the scary side. She just…liked Steve more. A lot more.

Everything with him just felt so…good. Like they were just falling for each other naturally. They just needed a small push to get them past the friend zone.

“Earth to Nancy? Hello?”

The sound of Barb’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She had a brow raised at her, hand on her hip as she waited for an answer to a question that Nancy had definitly not been paying attention to.

But Barb saw right through her. She always saw right through her, “You weren’t even listening were you?”

“Sorry, sorry, I was just-”

“Thinking about Steve. Yeah, I know.”

Nancy leaned against the locker with a pout, “Come on! I think he might like me. Like, like me like me.”

Barb sighed, just the slightest bit annoyed. Though in her defense Nancy had probably said that same sentence ten times in the past 4 hours, “Nancy he’s a player. And yeah he’s nice and I’ll give it you that he’s not nearly as annoying as we thought he’d be, but can’t you get with someone who isn't so…out there?”

Nancy rolled her eyes, “Yeah because so many guys are just dying to get with me. And what do you mean out there? He’s totally normal.”

“Are you actually trying to tell me that Steve Harrington is normal? The dude who has dated the entire cheerleading squad? The guy who laced Alex’s weed with acid last year for looking at Eddie wrong? That guy?”

Nancy rolled her eyes, “Oh come on! Rumors like that are almost never true. And they were never able to prove the Alex thing! And everyone knows the Carvers will say anything for attention.”

“I just don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I won’t! Come on, you know me. I would never get involved with someone who's actually dangerous. Do you really think he’d hurt me?”

Barb groaned, “You know what I mean! Not physically but yeah. Emotionally I think he can cause some damage. I’m not even saying he’d do it on purpose! But-”

“But nothing,” Nancy interrupted, “Look as sweet as it is that you’re worried about me I’ll be fine. And Steve’s a good guy. You know he’s a good guy. I mean god, you guys have hung out without me before! Doesn’t that show that he’s not just trying to use me?”

“That was one time! And it was literally just a ride home after band practice!”

“And was he or was he not the perfect gentleman?”

Barb sighed, “Okay, fine. In the vacuum of what we’ve seen he’s fantastic. I’ll give you that. But we don’t live in a vacum! And I just think there are some…things that you purposely don’t want to see.”

Ok, now she was just grasping at straws, “Well maybe I’ll have a chance to see them this weekend. Did I tell you that he invited us to a party at his house Friday? I think he’s finally going to ask me out.”

Barb narrowed her eyes at her, “Invited us or invited you and you made him include me?”

“I mean us. He said your name thank you very much. Plus, Eddie’s going to be there too. You know I would never third wheel you like that.”

Barb narrowed her eyes at her, “Oh but you’d take me as your Eddie buffer? Are you serious?”

“What? He’s nice!” Nancy exclaimed as she started dragging Barb towards their next period. They were going to be late at this rate, but she needed to know that she was going to come. Half because…yes she needed an Eddie buffer but mostly because she just wanted her there. And on the off chance that Barb was right and this was all a terrible idea, having her there would certainly soften the blow. And she knew Eddie would make it his personal mission for her to have fun, so it was a win-win in Nancy’s book.

“I’m not saying he’s not! But he’s kind of…intense isn’t he? Especially when it comes to Steve. They both are. It’s always Steve and Eddie. Eddie and Steve. Don’t you think…that’s kind of weird?”

Nancy rolled her eyes, aware of exactly where Barb was going with that one. Tommy Hagan had been making it his personal mission to convince the whole school that those two were gay for each other, like a little creep. No one really believed him anymore, not after Steve’s dating rap sheet started, but it still came up every now and then.

“Well we’re always Nancy and Barb and Barb and Nancy. Is that weird?”

Barb opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, a tell-tale sign that Nancy got her, “I-okay. You win that one.”

“So you’ll go?” Nancy asked, as they sat down at their desks, barely beating the bell.

Barb smiled at her, reaching out to ruffle her hair a bit, laughing when Nancy batted her hand away, “Yes, I’ll go. But if you ditch me to make-out with Steve I’m going to be so pissed.”

Nancy grinned, “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

When Friday rolled around Nancy was beyond excited. It was the first time she had ever snuck out of her house and so far, it had turned out to be very worth it. She was having the time of her life, and so was Barb thank god. The alcohol had certainly helped even if it turned out that beer tasted horrible. She was actually glad that Steve had taken the firm stance to limit them at two each.

“I don’t want your first brush with alcohol to end with you puking in the pool like mine did,” He had said with a laugh when Barb asked about it, “You ladies are better than that!”

Eddie had immediately taken that as permission to call Steve a grandpa, but Nancy thought it was sweet. And it took a little bit of the pressure off. This wasn’t exactly a party in the traditional movie sense, but it was the first time Nancy had been with boys her age completely unsupervised. Plus it was better than the movie version anyway, way more calm and comfortable. They spent nearly two hours playing truth or dare in their backyard, all of it culminating in Nancy pushing both boys into the pool, then Barb pushing her.

She was the only one who managed to stay dry and then proceeded to be the judge of all of their subsequent swimming races. She was always sure that Nancy was the winner, no matter how far behind she’d been. They all had to get out eventually and Nancy was not above rubbing how much fun they were having in Barb’s face when the boys left to get towels.

She shook out some of her wet hair right over her, giggling when Barb yelped at the cold feeling, “I told you it would be fun.”

Barb tilted her head back to look up at her with a grin, “Yeah, yeah. You win this round Wheeler.”

“And I might just win a boyfriend tonight too. But now I’m freezing. You want to come inside with me?”

Barb shook her head, “In a little bit. Feels nice out here.”

She was perched on the end of the diving board, feet dipping into the water. She looked happy, happy and relaxed and Nancy couldn’t help but preen at that a little. Who would have thought that getting her best friend out of her shell would actually pay off?

She walked back into the house calling out, “Steve? Where’d you go?”

She smiled when he suddenly popped his head around the corner, towel in hand with Eddie in tow. He handed it over to her before looking her up and down, “God you look like you’re five minutes away from freezing to death. I probably have something you can wear? So you can stay warm while your clothes dry. It might swallow you whole but it’s something.”

“Uh, sure!” Nancy said, way too loudly. But the idea of wearing Steve’s clothes was making her feel some type of way. And his smile wasn’t helping things either. He pointed her up the stairs, taking a second before following behind. She watched as he started to dig through his drawers, noticing for the first time just how easy it was to make out the muscles of his translucent shirt.

God, this guy was going to give her a heart attack.

He kept his back turned while she changed, which was a plus for her. Because the last thing she needed was him seeing her sniff his shirt like a creep. But it smelled just like him. And her wearing his clothes had to mean something right?

“Okay, I’m done,” She shakily said, nerves back in full force, “Do…you want to head back downstairs?”

Say no, say no, say no.

“Actually…would you mind if we just talked for a second?”

Nancy nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she watched Steve sit on his bed, patting the spot next to him. She almost tripped in her haste to get over there, but lucky for her Steve missed it. He was too busy staring at the ground. He looked…nervous. He actually looked nervous because of Nancy.

He took a deep breath before starting, still refusing to look at her, “Nancy I…well. Okay. You know, I’ve never met a girl like you before, right? You just…seem really open-minded. And smart, but like in a real way. If that makes any sense. I like that about you.”

He was going to do it, Steve Harrington was going to ask her to be his girlfriend, officially.

“And I think I really want you in my life, but…I don’t want to lead you on.”

Huh?

Nancy furrowed her brow, confused and more than a little bit worried on where this conversation was going, “Lead me on?”

Steve nodded, “Have you ever um…heard those rumors? About Eddie and I?”

“Which rumors?”

Steve sighed as he ran a hand through his hair, and for the first time Nancy realized he was actually shaking, “About us, uh, doing stuff? Like…being gay?”

Was that what this was about? Was he afraid she thought he was gay?

“Steve, no one believes that. You have nothing to worry about-”

“They’re true.”

Nancy could feel her heart stop in her chest. She was surprised she managed to say anything, let alone something that was coherent, “W-what?”

He still wasn’t looking at her, “It’s true. We’re gay. For um, eachother. And have been for years. Well that’s not even right. We’re like…in love. Like really, really in love. And it’s not a phase, it’s not an experiment. I just love him and he loves me.”

Nancy stared at him, mouth hanging open while a million and one thoughts raced through her head. But she couldn’t focus on any of them because he was still talking.

“And I know that’s probably like really out there because of all of the other crap people say but I’m not some kind of Casanova. I haven’t even had sex with a girl before. All of those dates never got past first base, if that. But we needed a way to not be obvious so that’s how that happened.”

Nancy had never felt dumber in her entire life.

“And I really like you Nancy, and I felt like you deserved to know because I want us to be friends. Like real friends and…you’re the first person I’ve ever actually told this too, because it just feels like I can trust you and…yeah. So um, yeah. That’s about it.”

He finally turned to look at her and the hopeful look on his face was too much for her to handle. She was on her feet before she even know what she was doing. But one thing was for sure, she needed to get out of here before she started fucking crying.

“Are you okay?”

Nancy ignored the question, half because she was very close to being choked up and half because she could barely hear anything through the blood rushing through her ears.

“It’s getting late!” She said instead as she backed her way to the door, “And I should probably go find Barb a-and I won’t tell anyone so sure! We’re good!”

“But wait, you’re clothes-”

Nancy was already out the door before he could finish his sentence. She raced downstairs, stopping when she was suddenly face to face with Eddie. Steve’s Eddie. Because they were together and she was delusional apparently.

He narrowed her eyes at her, “Uh, are you okay?”

“I-It’s fine! I’m fine!” She reassured as she hurriedly put on her shoes. Somewhere in the back of her head she was aware that Barb was probably still out back, but she couldn’t risk going out there to get her. One more look at Steve and she’d start breaking down, and she was not going to die of embarassment on top of everything tonight, thank you very much.

She went for the door, pausing to look back at Eddie. He looked…hurt. Which was not helping how messed up she felt inside, but it did get her mouth moving, “And I um, won’t tell anyone so you don’t have to worry. I um, yeah. Bye.”

“Wait, I can give you a ride-”

But Nancy was already on the other side of the door before he could finish. Was walking home in the middle of the night in November a good idea? No, but was she still going to do it? God, yes.

She barely made it a block away before she was crying. But at least she was alone. She didn’t do crying infront of other people. Not even Barb. Barb who she freaking just left to deal with the awkward aftermath in her place. God, she was going to be so pissed at her.

And then she’d have to explain the whole stupid thing to her. Except she couldn’t. Because that wasn’t the kind of thing you could tell other people was it?

She wrapped her arms around herself as she walked, sniffling. She was happy that Steve had at least chosen a sweatshirt for her, otherwise she might actually be at risk for hypothermia here. God, she was still wearing his stupid clothes. She can’t believe she thought that meant something. None of what happened between them ever meant anything.

The guy she was on the verge of being in love with was freaking gay. Gay and taken. Every time the three of them had been together she had been the unknowing third wheel, completely deluding herself. And Barb had warned her. She had fucking said not to get her hopes up and here she was, being a moron and leaving her to clean up the mess.

God, she was awful. She was too depressed to go through the effort of sneaking through her window. She just went through the front door instead, beyond grateful that her parents slept like the dead. The first thing she did was change, because the thought of smelling like Steve all night made her sick. She crawled into bed, praying beyond hope that she’d wake up the next day and this would all be a really bad dream.

Part 1 Part 1.5 Snippets from an unfished chapter of this fic

Part 3

This whole saga will have one more part that does not end sadly! Except for Barb dying but blame the duffers for that one.

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tesb · 1 year

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this is the first time i can remember that eurovision has left me with such a bad taste in my mouth that i am genuinely considering not watching or participating at all next year.

i hate how the esc jury has this much power. i hate how a such a small number of people rarely ever represent the opinions of their respective countries. i hate their politically charged voting decisions. i hate how they always give the most points to the safest – and not necessarily best – performances. i hate how there is almost always a painfully obvious difference between the jury's and audience's taste. i hate that the jury-given points can directly prevent the audience favourite from winning, even if they got the most votes by an absolutely huge margin. and i hate that the underdogs in this competition are always at a disadvantage for that exact reason.

käärijä received the second highest televote score in eurovision's history, and it still wasn't enough. he was the people's choice. and if eurovision depended only on the people's choice, he would have been number one.

#eurovision #eurovision 2023 #esc #esc 2023 #käärijä #finland #eurovision song contest #jenni speaks #i am only this angry because the jury voting directly prevented the audience favourite from winning this year #and sweden has enough wins. it would be about time to go somewhere else 🙃#okay no more rants i swear i'm just annoyed beyond belief

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somecunttookmyurl · 1 year

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windows updated and broke something and i seem to be the only person on planet earth with this problem

the screen snip button no longer works from the action centre. i can open it with shift+win+s. i can open the app directly from the start menu. clicking the button in the action centre does nothing

@bill what the FUCK did you do this time

all of the internet "here's how to fix your action center not opening!" no it's opening fine it's the screenshot button inside the action centre specifically that's not working. "screen snip missing from action center" no it's there i just can't open it. "screen snip won't open by shift-win-s shortcut" still no! still not the problem!

#i swear to god every time there's an update something somewhere breaks in new and interesting ways #naturally ive done all of the disabling and re-enabling the various component parts #which has of course not worked #it's been like this for a week i keep forgetting until i go to screenshot something and hit the button on autopilot #like. oh right yeah you're dead for reasons unexplained #sometimes i can still hear its voice #i am going to throat punch bill gates

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