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espnnews2h · 1 year
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I’m 22, Make $85k A Year, & Spent $565 On My Wellness Routine This Week
I’m 22, Make $85k A Year, & Spent $565 On My Wellness Routine This Week
I’m 22, Make $85k A Year, & Spent $565 On My Wellness Routine This Week trib.al/0aPsQ4d
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pixiemage · 3 months
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THAT'S MY MINECRAFTER!!!!
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take two of yesterdays little doodle, using the ref this time
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jewfrogs · 3 days
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do you think i have enough pigs. be honest
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likeshipsonthesea · 2 years
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“Buck?”
No one responds. Eddie lets the loft door close behind him and slides the plate of semi-cold waffles onto Buck’s countertop. A quick glance into the couchless living room reveals no sign of Buck, but Eddie knows he passed Buck’s Jeep in the garage, so he’s got to be here. He takes two steps toward the staircase before he hears the shower shutting off, so he shoves his hands in his pockets and waits.
Buck emerges with a cloud of steam and a towel around his waist, his shoulders pink from the heat and his hair naturally curled. He doesn’t startle as he notices Eddie at the bottom of his stairs. He just says, “Hey.”
“Hey,” Eddie says. “Put some clothes on. I brought you waffles.”
Buck scrunches up his face. “Why?”
“I think the words you’re looking for are “thank you,”,” Eddie says. He gestures in the general vicinity of Buck’s dresser. “Get a move on, before I get hungry and eat them first.”
It’s a testament to how Buck must be feeling that he doesn’t snark back, just does as Eddie says.
Two minutes later, Buck joins him downstairs. He settles down at the counter in front of the waffles but stares at them instead of picking up the fork Eddie so kindly got out for him.
“You use that shiny thing to put pieces in your mouth,” Eddie coaches, leaning against the cabinet opposite Buck. Buck looks up and, now that he’s closer, Eddie can tell that the redness around his eyes isn’t from the shower. “Eat, Buck,” Eddie says quieter, gentler. “You’ll feel better with a full stomach.”
Buck eats. Eddie watches. Ever since Eddie met him, Buck’s eaten like a car crash, where you don’t want to watch but you can’t make yourself look away. He swallows plates whole and goes back for seconds before you can even make a dent in your own portion. It’s admirable, and useful since their meals are so often interrupted by calls.
Now, though, he eats slowly. He chews each bite fully before swallowing. Cuts pieces methodically, stares them down before putting them in his mouth. Buck usually loves waffles, but he doesn’t seem to be enjoying these.
Eddie keeps his arms crossed over his chest, hands twitching to do--something. He’s not entirely sure what, which is why he keeps them around his biceps and doesn’t let himself reach out. When Buck finally finishes, Eddie puts his plate and fork in the sink and then bullies Buck out of his chair.
“What now?” Buck says, grumbles even, as he sways slightly on his feet.
“It’s time for a nap.” Eddie nudges him in the direction of the stairs, staying behind him as they start to ascend.
“I can take myself up to bed,” Buck says, but doesn’t offer any resistance to Eddie’s guidance.
“I know you can.” Eddie’s expecting more of a fight, but Buck just leaves it there, and they reach the top of the steps without another word. Eddie bothers Buck into bed and possibly pushes a bit too far by covering Buck with his comforter and basically tucking him in. Thankfully, though, Buck’s eyes close as soon as his head hits the pillow. “Get some rest, bud.”
“Thanks, Eds,” Buck mumbles as he turns his face into the pillow.
Eddie watches him for a few long moments. His wet hair curling softly around his ears, the way his eyelashes pillow on the top of his cheeks, his lips parting barely as he falls further into unconsciousness. “Of course,” Eddie says, so quietly he doubts Buck can hear.
“Hmm. Hey, Eddie?”
“Yeah?”
Buck frowns slightly, his eyes still closed. “Have you figured it out?”
Eddie lifts his eyebrows, even knowing Buck can’t see it. “Figured out what?”
“How to be happy.”
Something twists in Eddie’s chest. The same thing that makes him want to reach out, the same thing that makes him want to slip into bed behind Buck and hold him until he’s snoring horribly, the same thing that has to bite its tongue every time it wants too much too quickly.
“Yeah,” Eddie eventually says, his voice rougher than he’d meant it to be. “I think I might’ve.”
Buck hums thoughtfully. “In the morning,” he says, “will you tell me?”
Eddie nods to himself. “Alright, Buck,” he says. “In the morning.”
He stands there until Buck starts snuffling snores into the pillow, and then lets himself out as quietly as he came in.
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orangerosebush · 4 months
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"Little fanfare"? I mean, yeah, I guess, if we count the principal celebration here as being "a vicariously enjoyed memeing of the burning of the goat by Americans keeping up online", rather than being the celebration experienced after it burns by the people for whom this celebration is like... in their city. Look: the Gävle Goat has been burned to the ground most years since its first appearance in 1966 -- by 2021, 35 out of 55 goats had been destroyed or damaged in some way (and every year since, it has burned)! Even being generous to certain framings in this post, there have been deeply sincere -- not tongue-in-cheek -- viral news articles and posts by non-Swedish users about celebrating the burning of the goat for probably a decade!
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ginnyw-potter · 3 months
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Chapter 22: Holyhead Harpies' semi-final
“Ginny?” Livvy softly pushed Ginny’s locker closed and looked at her. “Have you been thinking about it?”
She glanced at Livvy. “I really don’t want to talk about it. We get enough attention as it is.”
“Understood.” Livvy took mascara out of her locker and quickly put it on in the mirror she had hung on her locker door. “A girl’s way to her heart is through her vagina,” she said imitating Gwenog’s threatening voice as she applied mascara. “Keeping our legs shut is the only way to win the Cup.”
Ginny burst out laughing and bumped into Livvy, who ended up with a thick black streak up to her eyebrow. She laughed too, catching Ginny as she fell into her. They collapsed back on the bench.
“I don’t remember signing up for the celibacy club,” Ginny said, unscrambling herself from Livvy.
“Gwenog’s insistence to stay away from Quidditch players is really difficult, as if that’s not the one type of man that we have a ton in common with,” Livvy said, cleaning up the black streak. “And they’re so fit.”
Full chapter: AO3/FFN
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dear-mrs-otome · 2 years
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How to craft the perfect clusterfuck: a guide by Silvio Ricci
1. Take the girl you been crushin on to your private island
2 Show off your impressive...library to her
3. Try to recreate the scene from one of her favorite love stories by taking her to romantic flower field for stargazing
4. Shove your foot so far into your own mouth you could literally kick your own ass by panicking and saying it's all about bragging to your brother
5. Get yourself tackle tickled by aforementioned pretty girl
6. Get into argument with said girl
7. Wrestle her into your arms for starlit snuggles and finally finally manage to admit you're a dumbass you kinda sorta don't really mind her >.> meanwhile you've picked out a honeymoon location and the names of your first three children
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six-white-venus · 4 months
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ditch-lily · 1 year
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chapter 13 - line of sight
Kim and Chay continue to be public menaces, and the Theerapanyakul family continues to be messy :)
This one has a bonus in universe Wikchay tweet fic written by @kat8porgs and I'm obsessed
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epersonae · 5 months
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1, 5 and 6 for the ao3 ask game! :D
How many words have you written this year?
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151,585 words
ok, I'm surprised by that, which maybe I shouldn't be (the most words since 2018)
(this is posted words, which means it includes some of Hungry for love that was written in 2022, but also doesn't include a couple of WIPs, so it probably evens out?)
5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?
Speaking of a lot of words, I was blown away at the volume of comments on for the benefit of all the broken hearts. Twice as many comment threads as the longfic that I wrote in 2018 and vastly more than anything else I've ever posted. And such good comments, the kind you go back to for a little ego/mood boost. (I did also hear privately from friends about people they'd seen mention it, and had some lovely conversations in various DMs, and @krakenteacups wrote the most delightfully bananas twitter thread.) It's such a weird off on its own limb piece of writing, I'm forever humbled that it spoke to people.
(I will also consider it "feedback" that several people I know, who would not have otherwise, had Carly Rae Jepsen as a top artist on their Spotify Wrapped. I have never been a music tastemaker once in my entire goddamn life, and this was such a treat.)
6. Favorite title you used
I had some good poetic and/or song lyric titles, and I'm fond of "Commit to the bit", but it really is hard to beat BIGFOOT STOLE MY HUSBAND.
[ao3 wrapped writers edition]
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gorgynei · 2 months
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just first tried getting the soul of cinder into phase 2 i know what it feels like to be god
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goblinbugthing · 1 year
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galacta drinks water after brushing his teeth and proceeds to collapse nd fuckinh die
.edit: mixed up ‘dont drink cold water after eating mint gum’ and ‘dont drink on after brushing your teeth’ my bad
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quaranmine · 5 months
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hgttg au is funny as a next project because it could NOT be more different than firewatch au and i think that's the point, actually. that is what my brain is telling me to do save me
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daydreamertrait · 1 year
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ʚ♡ɞ
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knotwerk · 20 days
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this is just to say
i have finished
the draft
that was in
my WIP folder
and which
i have been
working on
for 13 months
believe me
it was transformative
the universe
is a cheeky troll
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