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harmonicaorange · 24 minutes ago
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i really enjoy reading the from blood and ash books but they’re just objectively not good but they COULD be if the author either took more time or had a better editor cause like ??? the world building and dialogue and pacing are all really quite shit for such an experienced author
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deadbirdtyton · 55 minutes ago
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Opposite Day!
For @bassdropswingin​ from here.
While he was genuinely happy to see Lex seemingly feeling so comfortable, Tyton couldn’t help but worry about the usually boisterous and flirtatious Lucille hiding behind the other.
At the very least, Tyton begins working on their usual orders as he spoke. It’s been an odd... week? It feels like a year.
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“What... happened to her? Lose a bet maybe?”
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plasterhandscementrelations · 59 minutes ago
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This damn two parter is ending with Starsky two-fisting a pair of machine guns I am LOSING IT
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iloveyoualeclightwood · an hour ago
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i’ve been really focusing on progressive overload at the gym and i’ve managed to increase my squats by ~30kg in the month the gyms have been open. inching towards that pre panini pb!!
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rashi-en · an hour ago
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Do we talk enough about people who don't react at all when they've started accidentally wetting?
Like imagine the sheer intimidation of a businessperson with their best pokerface on, speed-walking a little but absolutely no shaking or grabbing, just leaving a little trail of pee behind them as they walk into the bathroom. Imagine them politely, not even desperately saying "excuse me" to someone while pee is staining their work clothes.
Or else a person getting caught up into a conversation right as they reach maximum limit, and they just keep the perfect cheery facade as liquid starts gently pouring down their legs. Not a single shift in position that couldn't be considered natural.
Maybe even a worker who was supposed to go home 45 minutes ago just decides they're stuck behind the counter anyway and does not waver even slightly when they start slowly letting the flood loose. They stay after work to clean feeling guilty, but at that moment the only one with a problem is the customer.
Of course, the second these people are left alone, the embarrassment and guilt of what they've done bring all the reactions they ignored back full force. But right then? Nope. Even if their brain is desperately begging them not to make a stream and fighting between faster or slower, they don't show it in the slightest.
Just saying if a good way to deal with accidental crying is to pretend you're not crying, then a good way to deal with accidental wetting is to pretend you're not peeing.
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ffamranxii · an hour ago
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Some live action Horimiya stills
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tiggymalvern · 2 hours ago
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How I write
Tagged by @dreamerinsilico - thanks for the tag! present tense or past tense / first person or third person / double or 1.5-spaced or single spaced (no indent, space between paragraphs) / action or emotion / similes or metaphors / OCs or existing characters / fluff or angst / music or white noise or silence / character or plot / make them cry or make them laugh / tea or coffee / happy ending or bittersweet / morning or afternoon or night / comic sans or times new roman (arial) / google docs or word
No tagging, just grab it if you want it :-)
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incandescent-eden · 2 hours ago
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            “Well, I have to agree with Melly on that one,” Daisy said. “My mom used to say I was drinking cream.”
           “Maybe you should listen to her more,” Diana laughed.
           Daisy pocketed their phone, slipping it into their jacket pocket. “Mm,” they vocalized. That was another thing they had in common with Melly: noncommittal sounds and avoiding answers. Maybe it was a young people thing.
           “Aren’t you going to eat anything?” Diana didn’t press the issue. She wasn’t Daisy’s mother, so she had no place berating them.
           “I had coffee?” Daisy suggested.
           Diana peered at them over her glasses. It was a warm day for mid-November, when the sky was heavy and wet, lacking all trace of the biting tang that indicated incoming snow. Even so, Daisy wore thick, baggy clothing, clearly layered as though going skiing. They had neglected to wear a scarf, so their neck was exposed.
          A neck like that would be easy to snap, a twig underfoot.
          “Eat,” said Diana, pulling out a paper-wrapped egg cake. “You need to eat breakfast, you know. I brought some bao, too.”
          “You didn’t have to,” Daisy protested, but their eyebrows shot up, and their eyes widened.
          “Your eyes are all golden,” Diana said in Cantonese.
          Daisy eagerly pinched the corner of the pastry Diana held out and peeled the paper off. She tore off chunks to pop in her mouth. “Mmmm, I haven’t had these cakes since…” they stopped talking to chew. “Hm, not sure when,” they finished.
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Another day, another excerpt from Songs To Look Back To! I’m really making it up as I go though, haha!
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towritecomicsonherarms · 2 hours ago
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Action Comics #979
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