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a-secret-land · 7 months
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“I was delighted to sit in the corner with my food and a book and speak to no one.”
- Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries, Heather Fawcett
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akechi-if-he-slayed · 7 months
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if u saw a girl reading kyman in various disney lines today. mind ur business.
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jouissanceangel · 8 months
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“I am interested in the sort of resistance we pursue, not because we necessarily believe it will produce desired changes or lead us into a brighter future, but because it is the most meaningful response to this world we can imagine. Because we simply can’t stomach the idea of being passive in the face of a system this brutal, regardless of how far we may be from our dreams.” - Serafinski, Blessed is the Flame
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dragondroid · 11 months
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"[Myst] was never just a game to me. It's always been a real place."
- Rand Miller, on worldbuilding
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allwaswell16 · 1 year
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He heads over to the side of the diner, away from the door and out of the wind. There’s enough light spilling out from the diner windows, mixing with the orange glow of the truck stop sign. He lights his cigarette and savours the first long pull.
A deep voice breaks over the quiet. “Got a light?”
A shiver runs down Louis’ spine. The cowboy approaches, eyes focus intensely on Louis. Louis pats his pocket pulls out his lighter.
Orville pulls his bandana down. The folded blue fabric drapes around his neck. Louis holds his stare as he offers the flame. He leans closer with a cigarette dangling between his lips.
It feels illicit to see the rest of the cowboy’s face this close. So many details stand out, his steel blue eyes, two days’ worth of auburn stubble along his jaw. And those plush, rose pink lips wrapped around the filter. Louis imagines those lips pressed elsewhere. His lips. His neck. His cock.
Once it’s lit, Orville leans back against the wall, and the shadow cast from the brim of his hat obscures half his face once more. He asks, “What brings you to Payne’s in the middle of the night?”
“Tour. Got a show in LA.”
The answer is met with a hum. Louis can’t make out if it is unimpressed or disinterested. He’s very hard to read. Louis returns the question, “You come through here often?”
“Yeah, I’m a trucker.” He nods toward the row of parked trucks. “Hauling a load from Calgary to San Fran. No one on the highways at night, so it’s a decent route if I can beat the morning rush hour through the city.”
-from It's All Come and Go by @haztobegood
Louis/Orville Peck | Explicit | 2k
MASTERPOST
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orange-lover · 9 months
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me: hmm i think ill eat dinner in the dark toda
The Being:
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stonedlavender99 · 1 year
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Definitely needed to read & share this tweet I just came across.
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rocketlanterns · 8 months
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Me: God gave the cutest girls the biggest dicks!
Lilla (my gf): My dick isn't very big :(
me: the estrogen will fix that! trans girls have big dicks, so the estrogen will make yours bigger :D
Lilla: I don't think that's how it works...
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realbsogood · 2 years
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“If there is no struggle, there is no progress.” Frederick Douglass 🛹
www.bsogood.com
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songforaname · 3 months
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Just gotta get rid of so these browser tabs then I'll move mostly to Linux
-me for the better part of a year now
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a-secret-land · 2 months
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"Piper’s advantages: she was small, she was quick, and she was absolutely insane."
— The Blood of Olympus, Rick Riordan
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endofthe1980s · 4 months
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What we both failed to understand was that we shared the same heart.
Bret Easton Ellis, Lunar Park
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jouissanceangel · 5 months
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antonio negri, one of the great thinkers of autonomism and operaismo, died today.
“I immediately feel the warmth of the workers and proletarian community again every time I don the ski mask. This solitude of mine is creative, and this separateness of mine is the only real collectivity that I know.”
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your-local-lucifer · 6 months
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"Santa will be skydiving."
~My mom, 2023
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underthemexicansun · 8 months
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