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ineffably-karma · 21 days
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I don't wanna be here
Start fresh with a new year
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ineffably-karma · 2 months
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look at them!!! they’re so good!!
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these guys
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ineffably-karma · 2 months
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For people with anxiety about filing taxes, here’s what things that happen when you make a mistake on your tax return:
- it gets corrected
- you get a letter in the mail either asking for some additional information or a letter showing the adjustment
- you pay the amount (there’s options for payment plans too!) or get a refund
Things that do not happen
- you’re “in trouble”
- you are charged with fraud
- you go to jail
I know that most people are probably just joking/exaggerating when they say a mistake on their return means they get thrown in jail but when I worked with the public I always would encounter people who believed that would happen and they would be panicking about it. So I like to put this out there every year because if I can even prevent one person from feeling that way, it’s worth it
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ineffably-karma · 2 months
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dude i made my grand return on tumblr’s birthday
happy birthday tumblr
Monday, February 19.
Make a wish.
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear, well, us?
Well, how about that. On this very day, 19 years ago, online culture was changed forever. The internet instantaneously became better, brighter, shitpostier, and adequately normal about the things we care about most. And that's because Tumblr dot com was birthed.
Whatever it is you're doing, folks, keep it up. You're doing it well. Come celebrate with us.
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ineffably-karma · 2 months
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my favorite part about this is “i saw a good duck but i won’t even tell you about it.” it’s perfect.
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They're both handling the divorce well
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ineffably-karma · 3 months
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Inspired by this wonderful posting by @fuckyeahgoodomens with many more photos of Terry Pratchet and Neil Gaiman:
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ineffably-karma · 4 months
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Aziraphale receives an unexpected gift.
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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damn ok lake superior
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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guys listening to my bf sing alters my brain chemistry every time
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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wrote some rlly cool lyrics today i think :)
the lyrics and their meaning are under the cut
“let me be your false god,
a paradise of your own creation.
shape me; mold me in your hands.
if you want me, i am yours.
god’s fearful creation
i’d give anything (just to be touched by you)”
- a line from my song that i think i will call “see me”
i’ve written this song about being in a relationship where you would give anything just for them to look at you and spare you one measly brush of their finger, and they take advantage of that, pulling you every which way and molding you into different shapes until you are unrecognizable. the chorus is specifically about this back and forth, and still feeling like your partner is your everything despite knowing they don’t feel the same. this line is not necessarily about a specific instance so much as a multitude of experiences throughout various relationships.
“why must you mock me?
i wanted you before i knew you
to have and to hold you
can’t we just pretend today?
they were right but let’s not heed them
i’m here now, i’m here now”
-this is from the same song, here i’m talking about a very specific instance of feeling like an ex tricked me into loving someone who not actually him, and i didn’t listen when people told me, but when we ended things, he kissed me and told me something along the lines of “let’s just ignore it for tonight, we can pretend” and it made me feel so sick because i realized i was nothing but a game to him.
“sink your teeth into my neck
watch the crimson stain the skin
that you sliced through with your knife
no less sharper than your words”
-different song, don’t know what to call this yet, but it’s about a very specific moment where i realized what my ex had done to me, and i started to realize how genuinely mean he was. it was a difficult thing to come to terms with, but slowly i realized that mean words hurt no less than him actually hurting me, and that’s what this line is about.
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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update: wrote two songs in three hours instead because i had big feelings:P
finally reading the copy of good omens i bought like. over a month ago at this point!
i have a flight today, let’s see how far i get with the combination of rewatching some Ghibli films and the airplane grog
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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EEEEEE
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Everyday it's getting closer!
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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finally reading the copy of good omens i bought like. over a month ago at this point!
i have a flight today, let’s see how far i get with the combination of rewatching some Ghibli films and the airplane grog
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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275/ 365 Things that Don’t Suck:
whales
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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i love this so much
there's just something so painfully delicious about giving into desire but denying yourself the one part of it you want most.
at some point i will write the fic where they don't talk to each other post s2 except to argue and once they reach a certain point they fuck because hey, we're already a mess, how much worse can it get?
aziraphale is starved for pleasure because heaven is sterile and empty, and crowley is desperate for comfort and familiarity, so they each get something vital out of it; it's too good to stop.
but.
crowley does draw one line, one boundary he refuses to cross, and that's kissing. mind you, aziraphale wants to kiss him again and again and again, but crowley knows that once he kisses him again he will lose himself in it (or rather that's what he's scared of). he wants to, god, he wants to. but he doesn't
sex, yes, but nothing soft, nothing truly emotionally intimate. crowley bites back every moan that's suspiciously shaped like aziraphale's name and keeps the angel's mouth busy so he doesn't have to hear him gasp his own. they part immediately after, crowley runs because that's what he is good at, he flees or makes aziraphale leaves, and he hates himself for it a little bit more every time he does.
they don't kiss but every once in a while their faces end up close together, so close they're breathing the same air, and it would barely take a flinch to nudge their lips together. the temptation becomes harder to resist and yet crowley closes his eyes and pulls back without fail.
once they kiss, he thinks, then aziraphale will have everything he wants. once he has everything he wants, he won't come back; they'll be done. every time he repeats it to himself it sounds more like the truth and less like a lie, and someone help him, but he'd rather have scraps and touch and skin on skin than nothing at all.
(while they have their gay little issues going on everyone else solves the apocalypse and watches them from afar like
"someone should tell them they're being idiots"
"nah they wouldn't believe you, they will get there eventually."
"i give them two weeks"
"i give them five days")
(it takes them months but once they get there the wave of relief and release is strong enough to cause a two day blackout in the entire london area)
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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Neil has rules to follow like us. Do please remove book snippets wherever you find them.
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ineffably-karma · 5 months
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crow, this is literally just an image of me
*holding back tears* I’m a good boy. I deserve a sweet treat.
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