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"You might not see one in a hundred with gentleman so plainly written as in Mr. Knightley." - Emma, Jane Austen
Emma (2009) | 1x02
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agoodroughandtumble · 10 days
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So I'm 30 on Friday. My mother had two children by then. My father had one. My sister had one. My fiancé and I have been trying for five years. It's obviously not happening so if my mother could stop telling me that it's all in my head and let me just be fucking sad about it that would be great
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The Samaritan by Alphonse Mucha (1860 - 1939)
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“Said #NoWomanEver” exposes the aggressive harassment women face every day
On Sunday, women on Twitter had a message for men: #NoWomanEver has fallen in love with her catcaller, harasser or stalker. The sarcastic tweets expose how pervasive and invasive misogyny is to women’s everyday lives. After going through the hashtag on Sunday, some men began to realize and tweet their complicity in this.
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agoodroughandtumble · 14 days
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running up the hill to make a deal with god again. anyone need anything
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SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)
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agoodroughandtumble · 15 days
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Yeah, I'm fine
*Types "<character name> x reader" into tumblr search bar*
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MARIE ANTOINETTE
dir. Sofia Coppola
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agoodroughandtumble · 16 days
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Hangzhou West Lake, China
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The Mermaid by Francesco Di Santo, aka fradis-art on DeviantArt
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agoodroughandtumble · 16 days
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"I enjoy playing the MMORPG called World of Warcraft" *immediately turns off trade chat, blocks guild invites, sets status as invisible, never enters voice chat, avoids group content as much as possible*
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agoodroughandtumble · 16 days
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isnt she beautiful
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agoodroughandtumble · 16 days
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So I joined a new dating site that is apparently swinger/poly friendly and I swear I spend more time Googling the different terms for sexualities than actually looking at profiles.
You either like a dick or a vagina or both or neither.
The irony of everyone wanting inclusivity and freedom and acceptance as long as we all stay in our little labelled 140 character limited boxes.
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Zoro x Reader - Loving You
Status: Unknown - may be continued but works as a standalone Summary: Zoro struggles with his feelings for Reader Warning: 18+, Angst, implied smut
It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing – being in love with you. Zoro could certainly recount worse feelings. In many ways it was a welcome, easy feeling – knowing that a smile or a laugh from you could lighten any mood, cast away any cloud. The simple act of being in your presence, sharing your space, the simple act of just loving you was almost enough.
During his lonely, quiet nights in the crow’s nest he would occasionally allow himself to imagine how your hand in his would feel or how your lips would taste, or, in a particularly indulgent mood, how your moans and sighs would sound after his fingers coaxed them out of you. It was a selfish thought, one that always left him waking up sweaty and shamed, and he hated himself for his lack of control – the way he blamed you for causing such sinful thoughts when it was his weakness of spirit.
He should just tell you. Zoro was frustratingly aware that part of his transgressions in the crow’s nest were partly fuelled by the fact that you were tantalisingly unaware. Every time you innocently bit your lip in concentration, every time you threw your arms around him or wore a far too revealing bikini whilst sunbathing he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement at all the things you would be doing in his imagination later that evening.
He should tell you. He couldn’t tell you.
Not yet, anyway.
Being in love with you was the easy part. The safe part. The pure, saccharine part. Admitting to the fact that he thought about you all the time, and in every salacious lust-filled way his pent up hormones could imagine was something he was struggling to admit even to himself. You were his dirty secret, just for himself, from himself.
He sighed, letting his head thud harshly against the mast. His brain was fucked. The clawing at the back of his neck was rapidly travelling down his spine. Maybe he should just tell you – alleviate himself of the never ending cycle he’d managed to find himself trapped in. He was supposed to be on his way to becoming the world’s greatest swordsman, not sulking and confused and wishing that at any second a marine ship would be spotted to give him anything else to focus on.
Zoro’s wishful thinking transpired to be just that, and despite himself his feet seemed to have led him inside. So maybe he wasn’t quite ready to tell you yet but that didn’t mean he had to ignore you. Years of training and honing his senses enabled him to follow your laughter deeper into the ship. With every step he was becoming increasingly more aware that he could spend the rest of his life solely listening to that laugh and never want for anything more.
Your voice had brought him to the galley. The abrupt silence concerned him. One hand automatically gripped the hilt of one of his swords – life with the Straw Hats had quickly taught him to expect the unexpected and that anything was possible.
Except that.
Not that.
His blood froze, muscles tensed, on the verge of fight or flight only his mind wasn’t keeping up with his eyes.
You hadn’t noticed his presence. Neither had Sanji. It wasn’t surprising considering you were sat atop the counter, legs wrapped around his waist while one of Sanji’s hands cupped your jaw, the other firmly gripping your thigh.
Zoro stood there. Stunned. Watching the way your eyes fluttered shut as Sanji’s lips explored your neck, hearing those sighs he had spent months imagining. It was a far too cruel irony that this was how his dreams would be achieved. Fate was no longer content in torturing his imagination, now he had to be an unwanted voyeur.
Somehow he made it back onto the deck. Somehow he managed to swallow the bile rising in his throat. Somehow he was breathing and standing and blinking. Somehow he could feel the rapid beating of his heart despite the fact that he knew with perfect clarity it lay broken and bruised and buried beneath your feet.
Being in love with you had been easy.
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