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skeletonbookboi · 6 months

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I spend all my breaks in the library

#dark academia #tuesday review #cell biology

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carrotzcake · 2 years

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i stayed busy today. i went to the dentist and the farmer's market, both of which i have thoughts and feelings about i would normally expand upon if i had the energy. at the very least, they helped pass the time.

i don't even know what i did with my afternoon, to be honest. i'm finding it difficult to concentrate on any one thing for very long. i read my book, scrolled aimlessly on the internet/social media, took a nap. i got a couple of responses regarding job interviews which, theoretically, would be promising, but at this point, i'm trying not to get my hopes up.

it was a decent day, average. but as the evening has come, so too has my depression. my roommates are out, which is fine, because i can be miserable in peace. i don't mind being home alone with my cat except for the fact that i don't have the option of going out; i have no friends with whom to do anything worth doing. i think of the potential friendships i have ruined before they even developed since i moved here, bridges burned before they were even fully built, and my heart hurts.

as i prepared dinner, my motivation and mood fell exponentially. i've discovered how to use my roommate's food scale, which they use for roasting and grinding their own coffee beans in a non-disordered way. the obsession, the counting, the measuring, the rigid portioning is just natural at this point. i begrudgingly ate my dinner. now i'm borderline crying in my room. i should have an evening snack-despite rituals and rules, i haven't skipped anything in a while, but i don't want to move and i have no appetite. nothing sounds appealing.

everything just seems worse now that when it all started. the more treatment i've gotten, the worse my behavior has become. trauma anniversary time doesn't help.

i don't want to live like this and i don't want to go back to treatment. stuck in purgatory.

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soreddieforit · 22 days

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@jegulus-microfic | april 7: regret | 2,011 words | NSFW

sometimes your best friend's brother is so hot you just have to jerk off about it.

Fucked.

That’s what James was—completely and irrevocably fucked.

He couldn't claim ignorance; he'd seen it coming from a mile away. The change had been gradual, an ever-present whisper he failed to quiet. The subtle shift from looking at Regulus and seeing Sirius’ younger brother to looking at him and seeing Regulus. His continued presence at his and Sirius’ place had casual conversation turning into inside jokes, quips and jabs traded back and forth–James loved it when Regulus was a little mean to him. It turned into movie nights and visits at Regulus' job.

All of it was fuel to a slowly kindling fire.

So, really, he had no one else but himself to blame when he got burned. Scorched, actually.

It was a casual favor–helping Regulus move because Sirius had gotten held up at work. It was supposed to be nothing, just helping out a friend, something he would do for anyone in his life. Something he did without a second thought because that was James’ Thing. But, he really should have thought it through. Because watching Regulus, who was usually so impeccably composed, now disheveled and glistening with sweat, was an exercise in restraint. James’ mind was in a tailspin, fixated on lithe muscles moving beneath skin, flush from exertion high on his cheeks, messy hair pushed back and curls barely controlled by a headband.

James had been so normal about it all, truly, given the circumstances. Silently commending himself on his raw unadulterated strength for not jumping Regulus right then and there– he was playing it so cool. But everything teetered on the edge of collapse when Regulus, busy trying to put his couch back together, asked James to fetch the other screwdriver from the box beside his bed.

To James’ credit, there were a lot of boxes there, so he naturally went with the one closest to the headboard. And later, when Sirius chewed him out for wanting to fuck his younger brother, he would blame it on that fucking screwdriver. Because when he lifted the lid, the contents inside hit him like a physical blow. The room spun. He was going to fucking faint.

Inside the box was... Christ. It was overwhelming. Toys, lots of them, lined up all pretty and careless and innocent. Like they weren't going to kill him right on the spot. His eyes caught on the purple one, how thick it was. His mind oscillated between stupor, awe, and undeniable arousal, only snapped back to reality by Regulus' voice, muffled from down the hall.

“James? Did you find it?”

In a panic, he slammed the lid shut and scrambled for another box. “Uh-huh, yeah,” he called back, nodding to himself, still dazed. “Found it, found it.”

With the screwdriver finally in hand, James re-entered the living room, his cheeks flushed and a strained smile on his lips. He passed it over to Regulus and awkwardly clasped his hands in front of him, attempting to conceal the evident bulge in his pants. He had intended to stay, they had planned for dinner afterwards–Regulus’ treat for his help. But now, his thoughts were a vortex, endlessly spiraling around Regulus and those toys and–.

Voice too high and a little thready, he hastily blurted, “Okay, we got all the boxes, right? Yeah, okay, all set,” thumb jerking towards the door, “I forgot- I actually have to go, yeah.” Nodding to himself. He was aware that he probably looked insane, but staying was not an option. Not when every thought was a hazard. So he just stumbled through a weak excuse, pointedly ignoring the puzzled look on Regulus’ face, and rushed home. His grip flexing hard on the steering wheel and music blasting the entire time, because he was sure if he let his mind wander he would veer off the side of the road and crash his car.

It was only in the safety of his own room that he allowed himself to unravel. He twists the doorknob, pulling on it to ensure that it’s locked. His mind going straight back to that box, to Regulus, and his imagination runs.

Fully clothed, pants a mess–precum everywhere– he shoves them down. Just far enough so he can get a hand around himself, not even bothering to move to the bed. He knows the intimate details of what the inside of Regulus’ bedroom looks like. So there’s a crystal clear image that he can’t shake. Regulus, legs spread wide and fucking himself—his head thrown back, hips twitching up and opening so sweetly around a toy. There was something so erotic about the thought of Regulus coming home, maybe even from James’ place, and taking care of himself. Stuffing himself full until he was crying out and shaking with it.

Was it drawn out–slow? Did he take his time and open himself up with his fingers first? Or was he usually too worked up and eager to wait, just sinking down and reveling in the burn? Did he ever use a vibrator at the same time? It was delicious, the idea of Regulus being pleasure-drunk by his own hand. James knew if it was him, he would be insatiable, would force one more and another one please, baby out of Regulus until he was sobbing. James needed to see it, thought he might die without it.

A whimper rips from his throat at the mere thought of it– picturing himself at the foot of Regulus’ bed, content to just watch, to be so good for him. His movements become more frantic, hand working over himself faster. He pulls up his shirt and bites down on the fabric, head falling back against the door. In his mind, he wonders if Regulus would chide him for being bad, when James would finally break and scramble over to him. If he would let out a noise of protest when he pushes Regulus’ hand away and takes over, gripping the base and fucking him. He imagines how he would react when James crowds into his space, licking into his mouth and swallowing down his moans.

James is close when he thinks about Regulus’ eyes half shut and rolling back, body arching against him. How he would feel under his palm if he dragged it down the plane of his chest, if he raked his fingers through the hair under his belly button. Fuck. The thought of what it would feel like to touch between his legs, feel him wet and warm and dripping on his fingers. He’s almost there, movements getting more urgent. He starts circling his thumb over his sensitive tip with every upstroke. Has to grab at his own throat to ground himself, squeezing for just a little pressure because his body is feeling so good that it's floating up, up, up.

When James finally breaks, its with a weak, breathless, “ah- fuck R- Reg.” He makes a mess of himself. Back arching off the door, coming in ropes across his chest and dripping sloppily over his hand. He stays there for a while, slumped against the door, twitching with aftershocks. It’s only after his breath returns to its regular pattern that he moves, grimacing slightly as he sheds the rest of his clothes in a crumpled heap.

Nevermind the guilt of jerking off to his best friend’s brother, his own friend–his mind was reeling. James had convinced himself that it would help, to get it out of his system and be done with it. Deep down, though, he knew that wasn't possible. He knew that indulging himself would only pull him deeper into his spiral of obsession with Regulus. It was a little fucked up, but he couldn't find it in himself to regret it.

Exhausted, he collapsed onto the bed, a groan escaping him. The images and thoughts of Regulus were still there, but they were shifting. Had he ever used them on anyone else? What would it be like if he used them on James?

Against the mattress, James let out a heady moan. His forehead was slick with sweat, hair clinging to his skin. He found himself rocking hips involuntarily, pushing his spent cock into the bed. God, would Regulus top him? Fuck him with his strap and tell him he takes him so well. Oh, would he make him suck on it too? The overstimulation from the lack of respite was deliciously painful. He bit down on the sheets, grinding against them as he reached out clumsily and fumbled for the lube in the bedside table.

This second time was just as desperate. Lube in hand, James coated his fingers. So messy–glistening on his hand the same way he imagined it would look after pulling it from Regulus’ cunt. He drew his knees up under himself, breath picking up again and chest heaving against the mattress. His glasses askew and head turned to the side, he was looking back as best as he could at where his fingers were circling his hole.

He eased one finger in. He didn't feel nearly full enough but there's a slight burn– a reminder that he hasn’t done this in so long. He wishes Regulus were here to stroke his cheek, his neck. For him to press down on where James’ hand is inside of himself and tell him, “You can take more baby, I know you can. Need it, hm?”

James is gasping with the thought, mouth open and drooling a bit. He can’t bring himself to care though. He briefly pulls his finger out, swiping hastily at his stomach where his cum hasn't dried and mixing it with the lube before he’s pushing back in, another alongside it.

“Christ” he swears to himself. It’s a little clumsy, an awkward angle. His own fingers are a little too thick to move them fluently. He thinks it wouldn’t be like that with Regulus. In his mind, Regulus would work his fingers inside him with the same poise and deadly precision that he does everything else. He’d probably talk him through it too, breath hot against his ear as he teased James for being so needy, for wanting to be filled. It would have James on the edge in minutes, and that thought alone is so hot that James can't even feel shameful about it.

He shifts, pushing up on one arm and arches his back, so he can drive his fingers deeper. He slips in another finger. He’s so– so worked up, body so warm. Sweat beads on his neck, trailing down and pooling where his back curves. Both of his arms ache with the strain, but he’s too far gone to notice. Too caught up in the slide of his fingers, lost to the thought that even three of them were still not as thick as the purple toy in Regulus’ room. He’s pretty sure he’s making noise, he can't really tell though. Everything’s gone a bit fuzzy from the pleasure.

He knows he’s loud when he comes though. He finds the spot that has him going weak, almost buckling the arm that's holding him up. It’s overwhelming, he focuses on a few hard presses of his fingers right there and he's coming. A broken sob wracking his body as he gives into it, writhing against the feeling, ruining himself even more. He draws it out as long as he can, fingers moving relentlessly until his nerves sing with raw sensitivity. He slips them out before collapsing into the mattress, just breathing.

He can't help but laugh at himself-–thinks it's a little pathetic. That one accidental peek into a box has left him lying here, covered in his own sweat and spend. And yet, his mind is still running over the possibilities. A constant loop of Regulus and toys and straps. A low whine escapes him at the idea of going another round, his cock already twitching at the mere thought.

And through the haze of it all, the pleasure and the embarrassment and the Regulus, he can only make sense of one thing:

He is so utterly fucked.

#a part 2 is coming methinks #microbial genetics exam on tuesday... i havent reviewed any lectures but i did write this!#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #jegulus fic #jegulus microfic #marauders #starchaser #marauders fanfic

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tea-tuesday · 6 months

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11/03/2023

today was the last day of my internship!! after saying goodbye to my coworkers/supervisors, i went to a café to finish reading normal people and study for the state bar (i'm on the last module). for the rest of the semester, my goals are to focus on my seminar and write my 30-page paper, study for the state bar, and have as much fun as possible before i go back to campus next sem😩

#NO MORE DOC REVIEW!!!!!#i was such a slacker during this internship i feel bad to have been considered full time...#studyblr #tea-tuesday #mine #lawblr #study inspiration #studyspo #studying #study #law school #study motivation #city academia #study study study

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tango-but-everywhere · 1 year

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That last noise was. Interesting!

Tango, season 9 episode 43

[Transcript:

Tango is in one of the service tunnels for the new map system for decked out. He flies with his elytra uphill, grazing the redstone a few times before properly crashing into the wall and dying

“but, we’ve got about, basically like, thirteen- uh- ger- guh ga-

mya!”

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#would you call that a meow a chirp or a squeak.#i peer reviewed #patton says it’s a meow.#im inclined to agree #ANYWAY. i’m queueing this on TUESDAY.#to go up on FRIDAY #because on friday. i will be gaming.#fellow zelda enjoyers. have fun!!!#take breaks and stuff #drink water #that sorta thing #or dont. i dont control you.#tango tek #tango but everywhere #hermitcraft #tangotek #hc9 #tango clip

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cherry-pop-soda · 10 months

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okay but does anyone listen to bronski beat and does anyone GET IT. they released an album, completely unashamedly gay, in the 80s, during the AIDS crisis, during a time of insanely rampant homophobia and over the top conservatism. they released an album with the age of consent for homosexual activity in every european country listed on the sleeve and the phone number for a legal advice hotline for queer people etched into the grooves of the vinyl. they released an album with the opening track dedicated to a hate crime victim, featuring vocals from an openly gay choir. they released an album with songs about homophobic violence, the dangers of following the bible too closely, about leaving behind everything you know and starting over, about homophobic family and homophobic bullying. they wrote about being gay and being proud of it and knowing that there is nothing wrong with who you are. in the face of all the hatred going on in the 80s they released an album that was in-your-face gay and fuck-you queer, and i love them for it.

(see original tags for a lot more commentary)

#bronski beat #for reference : the album is The Age Of Consent #the man the opening track “Why ?” was dedicated to was Drew Griffiths (who according to wikipedia was a #playwright who was victim to a homophobic murder in 1984)#and the choir was The Pink Singers (an openly gay men’s choir in London)#and like yeah. i know this very much centers gay men HOWEVER . considering everything like the time period and #how songs that would’ve been lesbian (see: Voices Carry by Til Tuesday) being basically straight-washed. and also how rampant homophobia wa #(so getting anything even a little gay released was hard bc it was likely to get smashed down by record stores and companies and #radio stations and music reviewers. and us ones particularly )#in this case i don’t care whatsoever and besides they did something absolutely monumental for the whole community if you ask me #as a lesbian i am literally so grateful that this exists and i wasn’t even alive at the time. even now it makes me feel seen.#i cant even imagine what it would’ve been like for a queer kid in the 80s to hear that and maybe know they weren’t alone #so in conclusion: bronski beat i love you forever and jimmy somerville i love you forever

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queenretcon · 1 year

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a) look how cute

b) bea with browner skin!!!

c) toras kicky feet

d) we love a slightly more sensible way for Bea to carry tora while on fire

e) flames on the back of bea’s jacket too!!

f) nose shapes

#talk tag #Tuesday spoilers #a thorough review

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spookytuesdaypod · 3 months

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spooky tuesday is a (now not so new!) podcast where we’re breaking down all of our favorite slashers, thrillers, monster movies and black comedies on the new scariest day of the week.

february is all about the romance — and when you combine that with horror, too often you end up with something that looks a little more toxic. that’s why we’re dedicating these next few weeks to all things obsession, and we know just how to kick this theme month off. this week on spooky tuesday, we’re covering misery (1990), the kathy bates classic that introduced us to such famous phrases as “cock-a-doodie” and “bitchly cow corn.” and to help us discuss the movie all about what happens when fans go too far, we invited on aj, our #1 listener. what? it’s not like a little audience interaction ever hurt anyone before…

give spooky tuesday a listen on apple podcasts, spotify, iheart radio, or stitcher

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wrenhavenriver · 2 months

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the concepts i understand: "oh don't spend any time studying those, i didn't put any questions about them on the test"

the concepts i don't understand: the whole fucking exam apparently

#i'm dying squirtle #microbio exam tomorrow. microbio lab practical tuesday. anatomy exam wednesday #plus i'm doing extra 8 am exam review sessions for my students monday-wednesday #and work training on friday #so sleep deprived i'm seeing spiders #kathryn vs higher education

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anime-of-the-day · 10 months

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Anime of the day: Carole and Tuesday

Alternative Title: キャロル&チューズデイ

Released: 2019

I’ve noticed that I’ve been batting for the same two teams this Pride, so I’ve decided to feature an anime with a large amount of diversity in side characters. Meaning that, while the main characters are not a thing, though some disagree, the diverse set of side characters and the immense world building set this anime firmly in the Pride aisle. So get ready to hold on now because I know this anime will leave you feeling fulfilled.

#Carole and Tuesday #2019 #anime #anime review #anime recommendation #anime of the day #anime rec #anime rec list #pride month #lgbtq

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polithicc · 7 months

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my boss just confirmed i am getting the big raise i wanted. funniest part is that i didn’t even ask for it. like i walked into my review with the number in mind thinking it would be too much and they would negotiate down but the first thing she said was “i want to get you to x salary this year and then y next year. is that ok with you?” like yeah bro i was ready to get only 2/3 of what i was going to ask for. anyway thinking of what stupid purchase i should make as a little treat.

#everyone say congrats Ana maybe you don’t hey priced out of your neighborhood next year!!#ooof this is such a relief #i have the final review tuesday but still #this is really good #she was also like #don’t leave why do we need to do to get you to stay #also bc i was asked yesterday #really feel free to message me if you want to talk salaries bc i beleive in salary transparency but also don’t want to #put all that here lol #last time I got a big raise in July of nexg year #i just traveled to visit my ex gf #i think instead of making A Purchase i should put money towards my vacation next year

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pokeattorney · 2 years

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saw you were lookin for splatoon drawing suggestions so how about some squid sisters!!! love them the sillies

THE..!! I 🫶 them thank u for the rq!! I haven't drawn them in their original outfit yet...bfhshshsh

I'm still open to mooore requests!!

#squid sisters #splatoon #doodle #callie #marie #i mean like all i have to do is a peer review on a memo #thats not even due til Tuesday #so like...#hmu wit requests im booored #request

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chryblossomjjk · 1 year

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think im going to steal from here2bbtstrash and do a set day for reading and reviewing other content creators. my reading list is so long n i feel v guilty lol. part of having a healthy ecosystem on this platform is content creators supporting other content creators, especially since we share the same audience and the crossover from supporting eachother is huge. want to do my part in making everyone feel good about their work and giving them recognition because you all deserve it.

#maybe #hmmmm #tuesday #reviewsday #👀#and ill do like two or three every tuesday #yeah #especially new creators i want to support bc starting out is scary #and the community labels have made it impossible to get interactions unless you already have a following #a separate rec blog would be easier to organize but #my following is on this platform obvi so maybe not #also like #should i reblog the fic itself with a review #OR make a separate post linking the fics with their reviews so they have a chance to get in the tags again #and new ppl can find them through the search #let me know your thoughts #💗

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