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ninacarstairss · 2 years
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don’t let anyone make you disappear is honestly one of the best lines in heartstopper. i love seeing supportive teachers so much, it’s a representation we really really need, and this line is so simple yet so important in a queer show like heartstopper
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sergio-para-siempre · 1 month
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the fact that Spain called up a 17 year old boy who barely played 5 minutes and had one decent match instead of Sergio ....
might as well just admit that it's personal at this point. The disrespect in this country for their legends ....
also good job Barca... overplaying another child for money and ruining his body and career
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goldnrry · 1 year
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Oooff my friend posted the ugliest baby on her story 💔
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suresha · 2 years
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❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞ - geralt
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JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS
:。・:*:・゚’★,。・:*:・゚’☆  ||  @worthystill ( Thor & Geralt )
          GERALT  WAS  A  MESS. His  whole  life  was  just  one,  big,  fucked  up  mess  too  and  he  couldn’t  be  assed  to  do  anything  about  it.  He’d  resigned  himself  to  his  fate  as  a  witcher  ages  ago  and  if  not  for  that  damn  bard  he  met  months  back,  most  would  still  hate  his  guts.  And  why  shouldn’t  they?  He  wasn’t  the  friendliest.  All  he  cared  about  was  getting  his  coin,  some  ale  and  the  ocassional  romp  to  remind  him  he  wasn’t  the  monster  people  thought  he  was.  Otherwise,  nothing  mattered   until  he  met  the  warrior.
          Geralt  was  still  tripping  over  the  fact  that  somehow  he  managed  to  attach  himself  to  some  god-like  warrior  who,  in  the  beginning,  looked  to  be  nothing  more  than  healthy  competition.  Well,  Geralt  SAID  healthy  but  it  was  more  or  less  rooted  in  bitterness.  If  a  capable  warrior  was  roaming  these  parts,  that  meant  less  coin  for  a  witcher  if  he  took  a  few  jobs  too.  It  was  frustrating  to  think  about,  but  most  of  his  own  ire  melted  once  he  realized  the  warrior  was  likely  just  like  him…  well,  minus  the  monster  part.  No  one  could  ever  look  at  Thor  and  deem  him  a  monster.
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          Geralt  probably  shouldn’t  have  fucked  another  broad  alongside  him.  Probably  shouldn’t  have  shared  his  favorite  tavern  wench  alongside  him.  It  was  after  that  very  poor  decision  (  or  the  greatest  depending  on  which  way  his  thoughts  lingered  )  that  he  began  to  notice  some  things  Jaskier  would  likely  sing  a  song  about  for  shits  and  giggles  if  he  knew.  Even  now  Geralt  was  trying  not  to  think  about  what  he  noticed  and  how  —  for  a  split  moment  —  he  wondered  what  it  would  be  like  to  touch  another  man.  To  touch  him.  Be  touched  by  him.  For  a  warrior  (  a  god  in  his  mind  ),  he  didn’t  move  like  clumsy  killer.  Each  touch  to  Thor’s  lover  was  gentle,  using  fingers,  teeth  and  tongue  to  coax  the  most  out  of  her.  Geralt  usually  didn’t  care.  That  is  to  say,  if  he  was  having  a  shit  night,  he  didn’t  spend  all  that  much  time  caring  about  someone  he  paid  good  to  fuck.  He  just  got  off.  Hoped  they  did  too  and  then  slept.  Wash.  Rinse.  Repeat  in  the  next  town  over.  
          Thor  had  him  shifting  uncomfortably  in  his  tight  leather  britches  and  at  the  time,  Geralt  couldn’t  be  sure  if  it  was  because  of  the  scene  playing  out  before  him  or  the  man  creating  the  scene.  He  was  a  confused  mess  then  and  a  confused  mess  now  except  Thor  wasn't  stupid.  Not  that  anything  had  happened  between  them...  nothing  significant  anyway.  As  far  as  Geralt  was  concerned,  he'd  been  reasonably  detached  like  always.  That  is,  if  you  don't  count  the  way  he  once  snuggled  closer  to  the  god  in  the  night  after  witnessing  one  of  his  night  terrors.  Geralt  didn't  know  much  about  comforting  others.  He  was  fucking  dreadful  at  it,  but  despite  that,  he  felt  the  need  to  throw  an  arm  around  the  god-like  warrior's  mid  holding  him  close.  Warm  bodies  always  made  Geralt  feel  a  little  better.  Maybe  the  same  was  true  for  Thor.
          That  was  only  one  time.  But  then  Geralt  had  a  nightmare  of  his  own  and  woke  to  find  Thor  curled  around  him  too.  The  sensation  left  an  odd  feeling  in  the  pit  of  his  stomach.  It  begged  questions  as  to  what  the  FUCK  Geralt  was  doing  and  if  he  was  going  mad.  Probably  his  own  fear  of  CATCHING  FEELS  talking  but  he'd  gone  down  a  rabbit  hole  not  so  easily  buried  now.
          Maybe  signs  had  been  there  for  a  while.  Truth  be  told,  Geralt  had  always  been  shit  at  reading  signs.  How  was  he  supposed  to  know  a  bit  of  bro  snuggling  could  mean  potential  interest  in  other  things?  Wasn't  like  he  caught  Thor  gawking  at  him  the  way  he  himself  always  fought  to  keep  his  eyes  glued  to  his  own  weapons  whenever  Thor  took  a  bath.  He'd  fight  it,  but  Thor  didn't  make  it  easy  with  how  comfortable  he  was  in  his  own  skin.  And  so  now  he  found  himself  at  a  crossroad,  watching  the  other  male  chat  it  up  with  a  few  boys  in  the  tavern.  They  were  handsy.  Probably  innocent  in  nature  but  Geralt  wasn't  thinking  clearly.  Too  much  ale.  That  was  his  excuse  anyway.
          ❝Calling  it  a  early  night,❞  he  muttered  brushing  past  them.  He  hit  the  stairs  and  closed  himself  in  their  shared  room,  peeling  clothes  from  his  form  for  a  more  comfortable  sleep.  
          ❝Never  thought  I'd  see  the  day  when  jealously  lurked  within  a  witcher's  gaze.❞
          Thor's  voice  had  his  attention,  but  Geralt  played  it  off,  shrugging  as  he  moved  to  seat  himself  on  the  bed.  ❝I  don't  get  jealous.  You're  mistaken.❞
          ❝And  you're  a  horrible  liar.❞
          ❝How  could  you  know?❞
          ❝Oh,  I  don't  know,❞  Thor  began.  ❝Could  be  because  we've  only  been  traveling  together  for  a  few  months.  Think  I  haven't  noticed  the  way  you  look  at  me?❞
          Geralt  chuckled  softly,  keeping  his  gaze  towards  the  floor.  ❝You're  mad  if  you  think  I---❞
          ❝Stop.  You've  been  wrestling  with  this  for  weeks,❞  Thor  accused.  ❝For  a  witcher,  you  truly  are  dense.  How  many  warriors  do  you  know  would  let  you  snuggle  with  them  if  they  were  bothered  with  the  idea  of  further  intimacy?  How  many  do  you  know  actually  share  a  bed  every  night?❞  Thor  scoffed,  dropping  his  hammer  by  the  door.  He  crossed  the  room  standing  over  Geralt  as  if  to  challenge  him.  ❝You  want  me  to  be  yours  and  that's  fine,  but  if  I  am  all  yours  then  kiss  me  like  it.  Kiss  me,  or  humiliate  me.  On  my  honor,  if  I've  misread  the  signs,  I  will  go  back  downstairs  and---❞
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          ❝---that  won't  be  necessary.❞
          Geralt  stood,  his  height  nearly  mirroring  Thor's  own.  Thor  was  a  bit  taller  and  normally  that  would  have  made  Geralt  feel  some  type  of  way  (  pride  and  all  ),  but  to  keep  Thor  from  sharing  a  room  elsewhere,  he  did  the  un-fucking-thinkable.  He  grabbed  his  face,  drawing  him  close  in  a  manner  that  screamed  'mine'.  Lips  brushed,  adrenaline  pumping  furiously  through  the  witcher.  Those  yellow  eyes  of  his  turned  dark,  a  sure  fire  way  to  know  you're  either  moments  away  from  being  dead  or  awakening  another  kind  of  hunger.  
          The  initial  brush  of  lips  is  hesitant,  as  if  the  witcher  is  cautiously  figuring  things  out  but  it  doesn't  take  long  for  him  to  remind  himself  that  the  other  warrior  might  leave.  He  doesn't  want  that  so  he  forgets.  He  forgets  all  his  own  internal  struggles  and  fears  about  evil  feelings  and  just  goes  for  it,  kissing  Thor  in  a  manner  that  is  FAR  TOO  SOFT  for  his  own  liking.  But  he  can't  help  it.  Weeks  of  lying  next  to  a  man  with  his  own  fears  have  programmed  Geralt  to  treat  him  softly  ---  like  he  MEANS  something.  And  maybe  he  does.  Geralt  doesn't  know.  He  just  knows  his  lips  are  moving...  his  hands  falling  to  rest  at  Thor's  waist  and  he's  enjoying  it.  He's  enjoying  every  fucking  second  of  it  and  would  rather  die  than  break  the  light  that  is  this  moment.
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the-dragon-girl-27 · 1 month
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It is the middle of a Sunday afternoon. You have nothing on, and aren't expecting visitors, deliveries or post.
Unexpectedly, there is a knock at the door.
you are greeted by...... her
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softwaring · 3 months
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we’re really out here living in an AI dystopian hellscape and this shit has just begun… the future is grim…
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supposedlyahuman · 5 months
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tw: Examples of reblog bait/people trying to guilt others into reblogging stuff. I am not actually saying the things below, they're just examples that I have seen.
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I fucking hate when people say stuff like this. Especially when it's on a generally good post with valuable information. On the one hand I want to share that information because it could genuinely help someone; on the other, I don't want to spread this type of guilt-tripping and shaming and potentially trigger someone else like me. It's a lose-lose situation. No matter what I do, I am going to feel guilty. No matter what I do, I will feel like a terrible person. It sucks and I just wish people would stop doing this. I know it's shocking, but it is actually possible to make an important and useful post without guilting everyone that sees it into sharing.
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mamawasatesttube · 10 months
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BTW... PSA.... even if we arent mutuals if youre in my notes regularly theres a Very high chance i am still fond of you. yes im vaguing someones tags on the compliment the person u rbed this from post. but like. positive vaguing? THE POINT IS im weird abt following ppl but IM STILL SENDING U FOND VIBES...
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bitchofdarkness · 7 months
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I hate how fandom has become "if you haven't created anything in this very specific time frame after the release of the show/movie, everyone will have moved on"
And call me old fashioned, but that's just not me. I sometimes take ages to create and publish. And I will love a show or movie for such a long time (years, babes, years) that I just can't relate to the fast consumerism that's going on.
Because, let's be real, it can get really lonely in a fandom if most have simply moved on to the next shiny thing. Is what's created less worth, just because it was created outside the hype? Why is it such a taboo for this new fandom generation to love an old or "late" fic or art?
It's so tiring and I'm too old for the 30-seconds-hype-tiktok-shit. Just tired. So, so tired.
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greencarnation · 6 months
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"ukraine invasion" vs "israel-hamas war" hm. something something wording and western media bias and propaganda
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shkspr · 1 year
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some of yall will be like “i dont care about your dreams, i dont care about your spotify wrapped, i dont want to hear about your interests, dont you dare talk to me about your trauma,” and its like. what do you even have friends for. bc it sounds to me like you dont give a shit about anything that makes them a person. what do you talk about.
important addendum: if you cant read and you leave a dumbass comment on my post im just going to block you 💛
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goldensunset · 5 months
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people who go through the main tags of big and tumultuous fandoms looking for new fresh good posts to reblog are essential to any circle. they’re like true hunter gatherers leaving the safety of settlement and braving the unknown wilderness to find food for the flock. they risk their lives every day and will come back with a few scratches at best and severe psychological damage at worst
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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You keep telling yourself that Namari.
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I like to imagine Marcille deals with her grief of outliving Falin (her wife) and Laois (her platonic soulmate) by looking for new friends that are just as weird/obsessive as the Touden siblings. Through this process of finding generations of weirdos she starts to notice genetic patterns and similarities to the point that she "discovers" autism. She names it Touden syndrome though.
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melimelotus · 1 month
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neproxrezi · 2 years
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YOU THERE! RECENT FOLLOWER WITH NO PROFILE PICTURE. CAN YOU PASS THE TURING TEST
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