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ALTI am glad it’s not just me who thinks ‘No…if he could, Hiei WOULD do this for Yukina ( context: taking on the brunt of her having cramp pains ) heheheh
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🫀 : cj hansen @jforjanus
📍 : outside of the apartments
🕰️ : saturday, 10:13pm
harvey’s bare elbows scrape roughly against the outside of the building as he pushes himself up from his leaning position at cj’s arrival. normally, he’d try to blend into the shadows as best he could, or on some occasions they’d both have the thought to pretend not to notice one another’s presence entirely on their own. but the twinkling lights on his halo are hard to ignore, and he’d rather be the bigger person. it was satisfying, beating cj to a kindness “hey. getting into your saturday best?” or sunday best, he supposes, if he was going to don wings. vee thinks if he were in cj’s shoes he’d take the chance to wear the horns, though. he drops the cigarette in his hand, stomping it out to get to the front door first, holding it open with a nod.
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Assiette de fromages [coup d'oeil français]
J’imagine un post, s’exprimer sans utiliser AI (“intelligence” artificielle), l’explication de soi, pur, sans « améliorisation. » Et le voilà.
S’améliorer c’est faux. Et pour quoi faire? Impressionner les gens? Les gens qui ont besoin d’être impressionnés ne m’intéressent point. Il y a trop de faux dans le monde, les pubs, les « communications » qui ne sont que les moyens d’influencer les gens.…
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“Hi. For now, yes, but if you’d like to send me your idea, I can try to write it down if it captivates me…”
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“I’m still getting to know other groups, but I always prefer to use the girls from Blackpink.”
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🫂 starter: closed
💌 to: romeo @forevertouched
📍location: blockbusters
Coming to the theater on a Friday night was a mistake, Sebastian knew this. The line was so long that he was sure he was going to miss the screening. He could smell the sour scent coming from the man standing in front of him, and that mixed with the heavy butter in the air, it was nauseating. Not only that, but the person behind him kept shifting and bumping into him. It wasn’t harsh, it didn’t hurt, and “hitting” probably wasn’t the right word, but their bodies kept making contact, and Sebastian was far too overstimulated to handle it calmly.
It got to the point where he almost hoped the person would move again, just so he could say something. And unsurprisingly, they did. Sebastian turned around, his face pinched as he got ready to ask, very nicely, for them to give him some personal space, but as soon as the saw the person’s face his heart dropped to his stomach.“Hm. Hello.”
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🫂 starter: open / @jasperstarters [2/4]
📍location: cal’s dinner
“I wouldn’t eat that if i were you.” Sebastian said, his lips twisted in disgust as he looked at the plate of the person sitting on the table beside his. Cal’s Dinner is not the kind of place he would usually eat at. The lights were too bright, the clashing colors too loud. But he was hungry, and on foot. And he figure that a cup of orange juice wouldn’t kill him. He might be wrong. “I’m pretty sure that’s a dead fly and not a dry fruit on your plate.”
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(i used the help of google translate bc i have some problems with spelling)
I think Winters would be virtue of courage (i think it was also called fortitue). I think they are a brave person in their own way, i really do. For the sin they would be….i think prode. It may be a bit suprising. But i think it fits the most.
[[I would eleborate more of not the fact that my Tumblr is still not working well and i am not sure if i am even able to post it]]
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🫀 : shane stewart @trnsience
📍 : eden park
🕰️ : saturday, 11:20am
vee is here solely for the free ice skating. didn’t check to see if anyone he knew was even going to be in attendance, geared up bright and early to ice skate for free all morning. there were plenty of community events he’d attend and spend the entire time wanting to blow his head off, so he was thankful whenever there was recreation offered. especially since it was inappropriate to be stoned around lame elders and lame children, and was what some people would call too early for drug use. the activity gave his constantly racing mind an outlet. he could be alert, but not highly strung.
when he spots shane at the edge of the pond, vee doesn’t immediately notice his interest is on someone else entirely. not until he makes his fast approach, his stop punctuated with a thin spray of ice “hey!” harvey cringes at just how loud his voice ended up being. cheeks heating, he can’t quite look at shane right away after that, instead turning his head in the direction he had just been looking.
the ostrosky’s were a fine enough family. sort of perfect, nuclear. harvey’s only real experience with them is whenever the man of the house goes out for drinks to celebrate a promotion or a bonus. he doesn’t have an opinion. they look happy, each holding one of their six year old’s hands and guiding her slowly across the frozen surface of the pond. a frown pulls at vee, briefly, and he remembers to regulate his tone before he speaks this time “think they’re looking to adopt?”
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🫀 : mila alcantara @sentimntls
📍 : the stone house (afters baybee)
🕰️ : sunday, 12:37am
for every party that was had in colossal— well, every party harvey had been invited to, something that had only become more frequent in the last few years, he treated mila like a matching north pole, was repelled every time they got close. his reasoning had changed a few times over the years, he always found some sort of rationalization in his head. when they were really young, and before he had transitioned, it was the social ramifications of his crush. then, for some years, it had been a form of mental torture, a reminder of his wasted potential and much less clean image. at least her being married saved him from that train of thought for some time, gave him something else to simmer on. someone else to blame. at this point, though, there was no denying it. he was just plain fucking nervous.
so he’s been trying to be more chill lately. less avoidant, at least. maybe if he allowed himself to exist near mila, the concept of spending any significant time or energy engaged with her wouldn’t be so daunting.
yeah, exposure therapy wasn’t enough. he’s surprised by her approach, all possible greetings playing in his head at once.
( sup. pretty shit party, right? you look good. heyyy. how’s it going? show was cool. your ex’s house looks like shit. we should ditch. let’s ditch. like, now. hey. hello. mila, right? not that one. definitely not that one. you’ve known her forever! )
he doesn’t realize until she’s finished that she had already been speaking, looking over at him expectantly. had she asked a question? fuck. harvey’s fingers tap anxiously at the plastic cup in his hand “sorry. um, repeat? it’s… loud.”
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ADUH MBB! 😭🤣 Menurutku luna papa lebih baik ditonton setelah berbuka saja karena kelakuan merab bikin minta dijitak ehe /pos 🤭🐇🐇
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“Unfortunately, I lost most of my works. I have a problem, so sometimes I freak out and delete the ones I have, but I’ll keep posting the Blackpink girls whenever I can — they’re my favorites.”
