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genshin-side-piece · 8 months
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Hoyo, why?
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wonda-ch · 4 months
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Little Original fic.
For my beloved boys David and Justin, in a small moment, during their Valentine's Day tradition.💕
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Mango
With the support of David's arm, Justin made it, swaying slightly, to a comfortable bench near the cocktail bar.
"I can't walk another step, please tell me we can call a cab to take us to the bed."
Chuckling, David watched his companion shift awkwardly on the bench around the round table until he plopped against his shoulder. "I warned you these weren't the best shoes for dancing."
"But I'm taller than you in them."
"You'll always be the little not-brother, no matter how high your heels are." David said with an affectionate smile on his lips and kissed his forehead.
"You are so mean. Just finish this stuff and let's go." Obviously drunk and exhausted from hours of exuberant dancing, tiredness began to take its toll on Justin, who could barely keep himself upright.
He pulled his legs up, his shiny high heels gleaming against the black of the bench, then slowly slid off David's supportive shoulder and into his lap. David put an arm around his shoulder and watched as he struggled to keep his eyes open, but the blinking became slower, revealing all the colorful fireworks of his eye shadow.
"David?"
"Hm?"
"I love you, not-brother."
"I love you too, Justy."
Groaning, Justin turned so that his tired green eyes could meet David's. With an effort, he slid his fingers under the thick curls of David's neck, nudging him lightly with his nails until he leaned in far enough to kiss him.
"You taste like mango," Justin giggled happily.
Amused, David watched the colorful eyes close again before the giggle disappeared completely from his lips.
"This mango is now going to call us a cab and take you home, sweetheart."
🥭
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rulesforthedance · 1 year
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I was supposed to do some strength training after work but I am tooooo tired and I was like “why am I so tired” and then I remembered that my work day started 2.5 hours earlier than usual so it was 11 hours long and all of it involved either moving bikes or riding them 
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vamprisms · 5 months
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adhd will have you fighting for your life to do beloved hobbies that bring you nothing but joy
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isawiitch · 10 months
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ok NOW we can all freak out marvel vfx workers voted to unionize thank god
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article here
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ayy-junipei · 2 months
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Fears
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beebfreeb · 1 month
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liquidstar · 7 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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moregraceful · 4 months
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Bought my uncle a burger and milkshake in exchange for letting me disrupt the holiest day of the week, NFL Sunday Football, so I could install a Pi-hole and free the household of ads...the thing abt the specific boomers I live with is they told me not to trust people on the Internet but they do not understand the algorithm or online advertising and think that Facebook has their best interests at heart. And every time I have tried to explain to them that no, blorbo from my dashboard is not selling my kidneys on the dark web but Google from your capitalism is definitely selling your web searches to every advertising company on the planet, they think I am paranoid. How could their personal friend Mark Zuckerberg want anything bad to happen to them etc. I am fighting battles I did not know existed!!!
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auckie · 3 months
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https://x.com/MorePerfectUS/status/1765391777580912958?s=20
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PLEASE GD IF YOU LOVE AND WANT TRAINS
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phantom-of-the-501st · 10 months
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Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other
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That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay
This is the proof that they love each other
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Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed
It always existed
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kookykinz · 3 months
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the youtube "stop drawing like this" community doesn't want you to know this but you can shade however you want forever btw. it doesn't have to make sense in fact you should actively be pissing people off with how inaccurate your light source is
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lokh · 20 days
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communication is key 💪
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drumlincountry · 7 months
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I was at a Palestinian solidarity gig last night & the one Palestinian artist who was going to perform had COVID so the organisers asked around to see if there were any Palestinians who'd like to say a few words instead.
A local guy who was born & raised in Gaza offered to speak. He started with "I'm an engineer. i'm not a poet or a politician. I don't... do public speaking… I had no idea what to say when I came up here. So i'm just going to tell you about the street I grew up on."
And then he did! He went down the street building by building. He told us about the ice cream shop on the corner, the grocery shop, the charity that supports people with intellectual disabilities. He told us about the people who he knew growing up, the families who still live in the different houses. He told us about the university buildings and about his friends who quit being accountants to start a band together. All on that street.
All of which is gone now, by the way. Bombed to dust.
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snarkspawn · 5 months
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based ofc on this
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chase-prairie · 10 months
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Loving reminder from your land history auntie:
North American golf courses have had 50-100 years of arsenic and mercury based fungicide and herbicides applied to their soils.
Do not eat anything that has been grown on a golf course or downstream from a golf course. I know it sounds cool and radical, but you are too valuable to poison yourself with heavy metals.
Protect each other, turn your local golf course into a pollinator garden, not a sex forest or community garden.
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