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flowersosa · 3 months
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Not to sound like a product placement, but whenever I used to get anxious/depressed/overwhelmed/ overstimulated, I used to smell this bar of soap that’s by Beekman 1802.
Like my friends mom bought me the bar of soap, but the scent (it was the rose soap, idk the pink one) and I never used it outside of smelling it when I wasn’t feeling happy.
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miss-conjayniality · 3 months
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heeseung's dusky complexion is the sexiest, most beautiful sight i have ever laid my eyes on. fuck ANYONE who dares whitewash his sunkissed skin!!!!!!! whoever dares to commit such a heinous crime to his ethereal, exotic complexion deserves INTENSE persecution!!!!!
heeseung’s skin is mesmerizing in every way possible. he is the epitome of eye candy. he’s the living personification of honey. I wanna lick his skin because i’m SURE it tastes like honey. pretty sure the sun kissed his skin a little too hard 😮‍💨 I’m actually quite jealous of the sun because it was able to even KISS heeseung’s skin in the first place!!!!!!
could you just IMAGINE kissing heeseung’s sunkissed, naked body? and seeing him get all flustered and holding back his whines because he’s so shy by all the praise you’re giving him about his beauty!???🥺
god. the way i view unwhitewashed idols is no different from a victorian in the 1800s freaking out at the sight of a woman’s ankles or wrists….
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luck-of-the-drawings · 5 months
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HAVNT ANIMATED IN A HHHOOOOTT MINUTE AND I WANNA GET BACK INTO IT. this here is super scuffed n cheap but it EXISTS NONETHELESS and i like it and wanna share. i love making these silly lil guys move.. jrwi is such a cartoon in my beautiful brain and mind
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crypticsketchpad · 2 months
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my brain: draw hatbox and emily as off the hook me (half asleep): ??? why my brain: You Gotta
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cemeterything · 1 year
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not letting this be rebloggable because i don't want 1 million discourse comments and assumptions about me as a person in my notes for the next 3-5 months but the more i see and hear about tiktok and tbh the more i see on social media in general the more i'm glad that i was forced to study critical thinking as an actual subject in high school (so my school could pad their exam results scores and skew the statistics in their favor... [palpatine voice] ironic) because holy shitting christ on the cross (<- with blasphemous intent btw)
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sarucane · 4 months
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Stede's *sob* Last Story (Kinda)
(Parentheses in title because I'm a big believer in stories having a life of their own, and hell this is the kind of thing where a cast would agree to a movie in 10 years, and that's before we get to fanfic...but as far as OFMD the tv show goes, this is the last one)
Stede's last story doesn't really begin with him. It begins with Ed.
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Ed's the one who's suggested being innkeepers. Who decided he wanted to stay on this island, to set aside the impossible bird and rest on land. Ed's adding one more story to his cacaphony of contradictory stories. But this one isn't an extreme "I'm THIS now, and my name is JEFF." It isn't a death, or a personality shift. It's a story he'd like to "give a go."
Stede used to be so obsessed with his own stories that he couldn't--or didn't dare--see what others thought of them. He had to learn to set some stories aside, in order to live the life he wanted to live.
And that's just what he's done here. The life he wants to live is one with Ed, and this is the life Ed needs to live.
This is the story Ed's telling. So, Stede tells it too. With his whole heart, and no second thoughts, none of the doubts and fears that plagued him for so long.
Stede may be binding himself to land now, to Ed, but he's more free than he's ever been--to tell any story he wants.
Ed is more scared than Stede. Is too willing, as always, to tell a story that devalues himself.
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But Stede takes that story and transforms it. Because telling a story together is far, far more powerful than telling a story alone.
So Stede takes Ed's story and transforms it. Into something full of honest hope. No more buying a boat and crew and pretending to be a pirate hoping it'll change him; no more clinging to vision without action. The house needs work. The relationship needs work. The story won't become reality all by itself.
But it can.
And I love that Ed doesn't quite engage with this (yet). That even now at what turns out to be the end, he's still a bit more uncertain than Stede because he's just not as secure as Stede yet. Because that's honest.
Instead, Ed focuses on the practical. On needing some food , on the need for a bit of violence.
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But that doesn't change Stede's story. And neither does the crappy smell awaiting them inside.
This is a story of hope. And it can shape reality. A heap of painted wood can be a real boy, and a terrible smell can be a smell of the future.
And Stede holds true to that long enough for Ed to finally join in telling this story. To say, "love that," and stop trivializing or devaluing the story he wants to tell.
And then Stede says "Me too." They're in the same place, telling the same story.
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And then--now that the story has legs, now that the core truth of love is where it belongs, at center --Stede doesn't cling to perfection, to completeness. He doesn't try to pretend the smell is nice, or doesn't bother him.
He embraces reality, and goes about doing what needs to be done to make the important story true.
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A seabird to land; a unicorn still standing in defiance of everything and everyone; two mad queers packed with insecurity and trauma finding love and peace together.
A last story, gently setting aside any ugliness of reality, kindly shoring up insecurities, and seducing its listener into becoming another storyteller.
Stede's stories carried him from one family, to another, to one last and truest family. The one he chose, with both eyes open. Took him to a home he'll build with his own hands, alongside his love.
It's story that will shape his reality--and that of those who trust him--forever. A story he'll tell, forever.
Because now, he can. He knows how.
And he won't do it alone.
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lynnbutlertron · 1 month
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^^ might be getting a job at a cute little ice cream shop on the beach in my town GRAGGHHH. i have a trial shift tomorrow i hope i dont cock it up
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bonefall · 8 months
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wait, why can’t a decent amount of the members in proto-thunderclan not hunt?
A lot of them have serious physical disabilities! It's enough that it poses a logistical problem, which they are committed to overcoming together.
Thunder Storm's three legs makes him slower than his companions. He's ferociously powerful, but like a male lion, he has to rely on his "lionesses" to slow a large animal.
Bright Storm has asthma from her heroics trying to save SkyClan cats from a fire. She's taking that from Gray Wing, who is famously the first major death now. Like her son, she has a difficult time with chasing prey.
Bumble is dyspraxic. She's a terrible hunter and fighter and struggles with self-worth because OTHERS used it to dehumanize her, and continues to, even after an entire society forms out of love of her.
Sunlit Frost has permanent nerve damage in his arm from the fire, and ends up working so hard that it makes his disability worse. A bite on the good paw from Snake becomes infected after he refuses to sit out from digging graves after the First Battle; I am planning a chunky B-plot about Sunlit coming to terms with the fact he has to retire early.
That's FOUR major members of a small group with physical disabilities that make hunting hard or impossible. They have a lot of logistical problems that I will actually be exploring solutions to.
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tmos-time · 1 month
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Swear to god dude every time i see you reblog do you know this band it'll say shit like "do you guys know The Gooblyflus Forks" and all the votes go "no what the fuck are you saying" but then you reblog going OH MY GODDD GUYS GO LISTEN RIGHT NOW THEIR SONG SLEEPING IN THE FLORESCENTS IS AMAZING and it never fails to confuse and amuse me. not insulting i am just genuinely amazed by how you know so many of the artists mentioned and it always being the ones with 99.98 percent of people going "what the fuck is this it sounds made up". Never change
LMAO, i am simply unhinged and use discover weekly as my main source for finding nicher and nicher songs like an echo chamber <3 and then proceed to have a penchant for only reblogging the polls for bands that are niche as fuck with VERY good songs lmao, i have an image to maintain as a weird short king with a 98% on obscurify o7
anyways. for the occasion of answering this ask on homestuck day and picking something thematic (you have to pretend i added an image of that godawful screaming baseball with a megaphone in front of it)
go listen to snaggletooth pumpkin by zaki!!!!!
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cable-knit-sweater · 2 years
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CHRIS EVANS - Favorite photos in B&W - in no particular order (16/?)
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m4ndysk4nkovich · 5 months
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^ from a crew member on shameless
this makes me loathe john wells even more how fucking dare he ruin debbie like that
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running-in-the-dark · 3 months
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and I'm having thoughts again
so I've been watching that John Larroquette interview that I reblogged on repeat for half an hour now and I'm just. man I am so very....... okay I'm trying not to say that I'm stupid anymore but god what else is there to say. it's making me feel like my brain just turns off and all there is is static and [insert very high frequency screaming sound].
like I would love to be able to have actual thoughts about this shit but I am not. I just love love love people who think about shit and face their issues and work on getting better. and talk about it. like it's just a thing that happened. because it is. it's not 'oh you did bad shit in your past so you're fucked forever now'. it's 'bad shit happened, I did bad things, I confronted it, I made different choices' and that's it. I just. man I'm feeling really emotional and am probably gonna have a good long cry about this now.
#one thought that I had when my brain stopped just loudly screaming at me was#oh I totally always think I wouldn't ever end up in a cult. because it's not something that would appeal to me and shit. I'm suspicious of#anything like that. one person claiming to know everything and all that#and it just hit me like. DUDE. you would absolutely 100% end up in a cult if the right guy was leading it#like if he had a cult that I could join right now? oh dude I'd be so in. kinda joking but also like. come on I am so fucking obsessive I#would absolutely fall for that#(and lets not even get into the whole thing of actually getting attention from the person I'd be obsessed with. oh it'd be bad. it'd fuck#me up. I'd be so easy to convince if we're being honest....)#but anyway I just. I don't know#honestly though? I just love studying one person at a time from afar like. hi I would immediately explode if I ever met this man I could not#handle it. but I can absolutely find out everything I can about him and study him like. something that normal people would study idk I'm#insane.#anyway man that was a weird tangent#true tho.#I don't want to make light of actual addictions like alcoholism. I'm not. addicted I guess. but I'm absolutely fucking obsessive about shit#and I absolutely know it cannot be healthy to keep doing this#like dude you have no life because all you do is watch other people live theirs. why am I studying this man's life like it matters. it's not#making anything better. knowing every damn thing he did in the 80s will not make up for the fact that I don't have. anything.#fuck now I'm really crying oh well this really took a weird turn#fuuuuck.#personal
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who-is-page · 4 months
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Love my job but holy shit I am fucking tired. I have been juggling so many customers and contractors today. The idea of clocking back in after my lunch is over makes me want to transform into a scallop and flee into the ocean
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owlispls · 5 months
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post-concert feels are hitting hard today ;0;
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bawkrya · 4 months
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I WON THE TRIPLE SHALE
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kyuohki · 2 days
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No, I don't need this AU of Scorched Earth. No no no.
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