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that’s it

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I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary. And I love you, it's ruining my life.

Fortnight | Written and Directed by Taylor Swift

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“She isn’t tortured she’s a billionaire”

Oh I’m sorry I didn’t realize she wasn’t allowed to have feelings and express herself my bad.

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it’s because you’re always romancing that damn vampire

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2013/2024

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look, fandom as a whole certainly has its own built-in biases and problems that need to be addressed 

but like

every so often i think about all of the deep, nurturing lifelong friendships that only ever happened because one day two internet strangers were like ‘oh hey, we agree on which fictional characters should kiss!’

people who are right now helping each other survive via connections they initially forged by liking the same sailor moon girl or something

the internet is a goddamn garbage pit but it is also a goddamn miracle

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Sue Sylvester would be obsessed with Malex. Hard core shipper

#roswell new mexico #malex #glee

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girl help I'm having fic ideas incompatible with the amount of free time I currently have

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this is so real

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Malex ranch fic chapter 6 teaser.

Alex cautiously eyed Forrest cleaning up their breakfast plates. Since he's gotten back Forrest had been on edge, more irritable. It made Alex walk on eggshells, and made him think that maybe Forrest did know about his brief affair somehow and was punishing him.

“What?” Forrest asked, his back still towards him as he washed the dishes.

Alex's breath hitched before he answered, “ w-what do you mean?”

“Alex I can feel you staring at me?” Forrest snapped, putting the plate into the drying rack a little too aggressively. He turned around with a look that reminded him too much like his father. “ You've been staring at me all morning so what is the problem?”

“I-I haven't been meaning to stare.” Alex said, his voice shaking from his anxiety. He looked down finally, fidgeting his hands. “ I've just been trying to figure out how to bring up something.”

“Okay?” Forrest's voice spoke volumes on how impatient he was at the moment.

Alex swallowed before saying, “ Isobel.. Evans is coming over. A-a friend of Kyle and Liz. . Um she is an interior designer and I asked her to help with some renovations.”

Forrest sighed aggravated, “ Alex.. ya know what I'm not in the mood to argue. Do what you want.”

Alex's brows furrowed confused. He wasn't trying to argue about anything and can't figure out how him telling Forrest this would start an argument.

“Forrest, I thought we'd talk to her together.”

“Why would we do that?”

“Because this is our house.. we live here together,” Alex said, still trying to understand where his aggravation was coming from.

“It's your house,” Forrest said, moving out of the kitchen and to the kitchen. Alex felt a sharp pain through his heart as the words stung. But he wasn't able to process it properly because he heard the keys jingle, making him get up and join his boyfriend in the living room.

“ Where are you going?” Alex asked, watching Forrest open the front door.

Forrest stopped, letting his head title back as he huffed. He then looked at Alex, “ Going to my parents. Don't really want to be here with a squealing diva like Isobel Evans.”

Alex gawked at him, “ Forrest you don't need to be rude about he-” the door shut before he could finish Forrest leaving with it. He swallowed hard, shoving down the hurt he felt, trying not to cry.

(This chapter I recommend listening to Ivy and Tolerate It by Taylor Swift to prepare for it)

#roswell new mexico #feliciafics #malex fic #malex

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It's FUNNY because supernatural had Dean and Cas do all the things the romantic couples do. Date nights???? Done. Movie nights????? DUH. There was pining and longing. and yearning. They had them BREAK UP. LITERALLY. These two had a divorce arc. They raised a son together. They lost their son and went through a break up. 

Dean had a whole ass WIDOWER ARC!!! No really, Dean grieved Cas like a broken widower.

Dean gave Cas a MIXTAPE. He was on his knees asking for forgiveness. Hell, everyone around them implied they were a couple. JOINED AT THE, Y'KNOW, EVERYTHING. 

Supernatural had them do all this. Had all of this be done to them. But they never officially called them a couple. Show, not tell.

And because they never outright called them a COUPLE I'm still being called crazy and delusional for seeing them for what they are which is ... a COUPLE

and by FUNNY I mean sad

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Just going to nip this in the bud now, but I will not be entertaining any "but what about/have you tried" suggestions in my inbox re: plastic straws.

If you message me about this, I'll be soft-blocking you.

I don't care how well-meaning your intentions are; your intentions don't mean shit when what you're actually saying is, "I am uncomfortable with your clearly stated needs as a disabled person and would rather you harm yourself than do something I have deemed immoral based on corporate greenwashing."

This is not up for debate. You either need to unpack the problematic elements of greenwashing on your own time and continue to be an ally to disabled people, or you need to own what you're actually saying and fuck off.

Anyway. Peace and love. Don't be ableist. Save a sea turtle, kill a big oil CEO ✌.

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I love that there was all this room but they chose to stand right on top of each other

Alex was stacking a clam there. Arm just resting right on Michael's.

#roswell new mexico #malex #alex manes #michael guerin #alex guerin

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And then Michael was like okay I'm living now

soooo sexy that michael put up this whole “idgaf the future has been pre written and i’m going to die so nothing matters” facade and then alex dead serious is like “cut that shit out i know with complete certainty that premonition of your death is entirely false because if you were gone from this world i would not go on with my life i would not let your death be hidden or forgotten or inconsequential in fact i would never stop avenging you” love as a kind of psychic force…as a way of altering what is believed to be predestined….i gotta sit down