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#Progress Is Progress No Matter How Small
hoolay-boobs · 9 months
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What are your favourite bi books
Uhhhhhhhm I haven't read enough to know-
Other than comics, since it's the only thing my schticky brain could handle reading up until recently, I haven't been reading nearly as much as I did back in highschool, and back then I was mostly consuming cishet stories. I am, however, trying to get myself back into reading and increasing my attention span! I'm lit reading Nancy Drew and Hamlet (separately) rn, so no bisexuals in either of those lol
Harley Quinn: No Good Deed Vol 1 by Stephanie Phillips is automatically a bi book, because it's a Harley Quinn book lol. It's great to see Harley post-redemption, and Stephanie Phillips is a great writer. Really fun comic, and Harley is one of my favourite bisexual characters of all time. I'm a simp for DC comics.
I'm planning on reading some of these, so perhaps I'll reblog this once I've got more knowledge on this topic lol.
Other than comic books, I don't have much of an answer. I wish I did, though. I'm gonna pass this question off to the expert of bi books, my beloved @bisexual-coala :) Tell Anon and I what some of your favourites are! <3
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mdpthatsme · 2 years
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This just in!
I drag you from the recent community drama to announce...
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I got a curve to snap to a plane IN BLENDER!
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photorose11 · 1 year
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It’s so easy to fall back into that dark twisty place. Definitely when it’s what you had lived in for so long. When you feel yourself falling back, remember all the light in your life. Remember how it saved your life so many times in the past, and still does. Remember, and then take another step forward. Then another, and another. No matter how small those steps are, each of them matter. Each one will bring you to the place you’re meant to be. When I feel that darkness creeping back in, I remember all those steps I’ve taken and continue to take. On the bad days I question how I keep going, but then I remember; that’s how.
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free-too-be · 4 months
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Every Christmas I deal with a PTSD response and every year I heal a little bit more! Any progress is still progress.
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agents-are-dicks · 10 months
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Cleaned out my room today and was not triggered by all my old stuff. Found notes from friends, schoolwork, and so much more but I’m still good.
I do love that on everything that required me to write about myself I wrote about how important my friends are to me and then like a year later I lost them all and nearly a decade later here I am with none. Life’s funny that way. I also found my old worry stone from my 2nd stay at the hospital and even that says friendship on it bc we supposed to pick something that reminded us of a reason to keep going. Honestly no wonder that room felt so haunted for so long. 🤣
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daffi-990 · 5 months
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WIP Wednesday 📝
Tagged by the amazing @wikiangela & @lover-of-mine. Thank you for the tags mwah mwah 😘
I’ve almost finished this chapter … it’s been fighting me for weeks but now I’m finally getting somewhere and hopefully will finish it this week and can finally move forward onto chapter five and all the random stuff I have written for that chapter 😅
From stuck now so long, we just got the start wrong aka rival firefighters 🚒 . Pre snippet here.
Diaz moves first, storming past Buck and the remaining onlookers who didn’t scatter after Captain Cooper dealt out their punishment. Buck feels like a child being sent to his room for a time out. A part of him wants to fight Cooper’s orders, to argue and gnash his teeth that Diaz was the one to cause a scene, but he knows it’s not worth it. Captain Cooper could’ve written both him and Diaz up but instead chose to be lenient, so Buck needs to bite his tongue and just bare it, or he’s going to do more damage. Pick your battles and whatnot.
Buck walks over to the 118 engine and climbs in, taking some satisfaction in slamming the door before he remembers Bobby’s stance on treating the engine, truck and ambulance with respect like they’re one of the team, because they are. He winces and mumbles out an apology to the engine, moving around until he’s in a comfortable position where he still has a good view of what’s happening outside. His eyes find the 136 engine and the angry glare of Diaz. The dude has sunglasses on now, but Buck knows those brown eyes are ablaze with rage and that Diaz is probably imagining lighting Buck on fire with his mind, which is absolutely ridiculous because Diaz was the one who escalated things. All Buck was trying to do was check in with the guy because he didn’t seem okay. And by the way he broke his professionalism and snapped at Buck, something is definitely not okay. Maybe Diaz got some bad personal news or had a tough shift, maybe even lost someone on a call.
No pressure tagging: @athenagranted @monsterrae1 @callmenewbie @clusterbuck @spotsandsocks @hippolotamus @hoodie-buck @watchyourbuck @thewolvesof1998 @fortheloveofbuddie @honestlydarkprincess @steadfastsaturnsrings @spagheddiediaz @malewifediaz @wildlife4life @rainbow-nerdss @exhuastedpigeon @eddiebabygirldiaz @evcndiaz @try-set-me-on-fire @devirnis @giddyupbuck @theotherbuckley @disasterbuckdiaz @jamespearce9-1-1 @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @ladydorian05 @loserdiaz and as always, anyone who wasn’t tagged but wants to share something - consider yourself tagged now 🥰
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harrywavycurly · 3 months
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This is your reminder that I love you and I’m so happy you’re here and you’re doing amazing✨
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samuelroukin · 6 months
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my muscles are getting so big <- has the arm strength of a 12 year old instead of a ten year old now
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bbreaddog · 10 months
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Quick jatp sketch from last month
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janejellyfish · 8 months
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Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes!
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scham-wcan · 1 year
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Cinder: Snowflake, lean over so I can post a picture of our weekend together
Winter: Absolutely not, this lightning is not complimentary at all, and my hair is disgusting and I have no makeup and I look like a slob
Cinder: Hm? Oh, I already posted it. Look at it! You have the cutest pout in this!
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Winter: Cinder? Can I take a selfie of our date together?
Cinder: Only if I can give you a big lipstick mark on your cheek while we take it
Winter: …. But then the lightning will be off. We need to go outside for it then
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signalhill-if · 1 year
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The Bookstore (A Snippet)
A tiny golden bell hanging over the doorway heralded your entrance to the bookstore. Stepping in from the smog-choked streets of The Stacks, you were overwhelmed by the earthy smell of hundreds of ancient texts. They lined the walls of the cramped bookstore, dozens of reclaimed wood shelves stretching seven feet to the ceiling. That covered window was sacrificed for the sake of more space, an extra bookcase shoved unceremoniously next to the door. Without sunlight, the whole place was only illuminated by bare bulbs hanging on wires from the rafters. From the doorway you could barely see five feet ahead of you, the tomes laid out in an almost maze-like structure.
-> Inspect the books.
-> Explore the "maze."
-> Step out.
You took a moment to brush your fingers across the spines of the books, feeling worn leather and laminated paperboard from ages in the past. There was a large leatherbound volume that looked like it was falling to pieces, cheap fake gilded letters peeling off is surface where the hide had disintegrated away from the cardboard interior. Next to it, an old magazine, bright pinks and blues shining around the face of grinning teenage boys who were probably long dead by now. It promised a quiz within to determine which boy would want to date you. And beyond that, a hand-bound journal. Cream ribbon kept its covers together, and fake plastic flowers peeked out between the exposed edges of the paper.
-> Nothing particularly interesting.
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juniperjellyfish · 1 year
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I’ve written 20+ words today
It’s been a good day
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caxycreations · 9 months
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AAAAAAA
I wrote 235 words today
But that's okay
Because that's 235 words I hadn't written before
And it's 235 words further than I was when I stopped yesterday.
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mementio-mori · 8 months
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GAAAAAAAH WHY DOES SUNDAY HAVE TO BE OVER WITH SO SOON???
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harrywavycurly · 3 months
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Just your little Sunday reminder that progress may look different for everyone and even the smallest of steps in the right direction is still progress and I’m proud of you and love you all so much✨
Me @ all of yall:
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