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I wasn’t crazy about this piece so I wasn’t intending on publicly posting it again, but it keeps getting stolen every five minutes so I figured I’d put it here so people at least know who to attribute the original thing to lmao
[Digital illustration, Procreate App, 2020]
ITS NOT A PHOTO????????
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This Untitled Goose Game expansion is WILD
“Don’t die anymore,” he said quietly.
“It’s not like I tried to die on purpose.”
This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me by Ilona Andrews
The above is a video shared by smrchildsadness on Twitter, showing a person participating in a pride parade exchanging a pride flag with a person standing on his (am using his pronoun based on the TikToks/Tweets of what happened) doorway who had a Portuguese flag. There are sounds of cheers and crying and the two people hug each other as they exchange the flags. The man at the doorway then waved kisses to the crowd within the pride parade.
The Tweet says: "NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HE WAS WAVING THE PORTUGUESE FLAG BECAUSE HE DIDN'T HAVE A PRIDE FLAG AND THEY TRADED FLAGS AND HE'S SO EMOTIONAL TO GET HIS OWN PRIDE FLAG I'M EMOTIONALLY RUINED"
For context, apparently they were worried that maybe he's a nationalist because he was waving the Portuguese flag and some nationalists opposing the pride march were waving that flag. But upon interacting with him, it turns out he didn't have have a pride flag and he wanted to wave *a* flag in support of the pride march. So they had an exchange and now he has his own pride flag 😭🥹.
The image above is a Tweet by kunwara_ladkaa that says "I'm crying so much right now (Image taken by Manuel Fernando Araújo/Lusa)". The image shows the same man from the pride parade crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
The above image is a Tweet by dudz_zZzz that says "ainda não parei de pensar nele," which according to Google translate from Portuguese to English is "I still haven't stopped thinking about him." The image is a drawing of the person from the pride parade, crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
Posts were made on July 1, 2024.
His name is António Fernandes, and you can find the original article where he spoke about this event here
This elderly gentleman lives alone in Porto, when he saw the march coming up his street all he knew was he wanted to participate, so he ran home to get the only flag he had to wave as they passed by, when they did he was overcome with emotion and called over one of the activists, they hugged and exchanged flags, he felt so overwhelmed that he could only hold it and cry.
This isn't a story about a closeted elderly man, António lives and has been living alone for many years now and that little moment made him feel included in something for the first time in many years.
Says the article:
"The act was "of support”, guarantees the man, especially because “each one is as they are and we are all the same”. “The joy I felt at this moment. I cried,” he recalled, still emotional when looking at the photograph offered to him during this report.
However, even though it reached thousands of people, the moment screams a feeling of belonging, of joy and also a portrait of loneliness as a consequence of aging.
Behind that door, whose image spread across the country, António is the portrait of a condition that affects many others like him. He lives alone, but the walls of his home are full of memories of a life shared and full of love. “Memories I preserve,” he stresses.
He's not gay, nor does he need to be to support and respect the cause.
“We all have the same color blood. We are all the same.”
Still with an emotional look glued to the photograph that immortalized his gesture at the march, António remembers: “I felt embraced by all of them”. After a sigh, he says: “See this photo? I want to take it to my coffin.”
Mean Girls (2004) dir. Mark Waters
give people what they want
All those things you said. How we've met before. – Clara, don't worry. You'll forget. Time mends us. It can mend anything. – I don't want to forget. Not all of it. The library. I saw it. You were mentioned in a book. – I'm mentioned in a lot of books.
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Kylo glides over the waves with the ease of someone who belongs to the sea. He’s not a professional surfer, but his passion for the ocean pulses through his veins. Each maneuver is a silent dialogue between him and the water, a dance where strength and surrender merge into perfect balance.
That weekend, persuaded by his friends, decides to go beyond the endless pursuit of the perfect wave—without realizing that something far more intense awaits him.
As paddles past the break, a shiver runs down his spine. The wind carries the salt to his lips, but the taste that invades his mouth is something else—premonition. He lifts his gaze… and sees her.
On the shore, Rey watches him. But her interest goes beyond mere appreciation for a body sculpted by the sport. There’s something about his movements—in the precision, the strength, the almost primal surrender—that keeps her there, captivated, as if standing before a secret waiting to be unraveled.
Kylo’s hair, black as ebony, glistens under the sun, still damp from the salty water. His pale skin, speckled with tiny marks, seems made to be kissed. Rey smirks malicious as the thought takes shape before she can even suppress it.
But she’s not there on a whim. As the lead recruiter for the renowned Resistance Academy, an investment firm for athletes, Rey has a keen eye for raw talent.
The moment Kylo steps onto his board, becomes her next target. Yet, in that instant, her professional assessment blurs with something far more primal.
When their eyes meet, the impact is immediate. An electric current charges the space between them, crackling with something untamed.
Kylo watches her—and feels the hit. She’s not just beautiful. There’s something about her that disarms him from within. Her sun-kissed skin, speckled with freckles, looks warm to the touch, and he catches himself wanting to feel it under his fingers and lips.
He has never been the type to get attached. Outside the ocean, his life revolves around his career as a manager at First Order Enterprise, where everything is about calculation, strategy, and control. Serious relationships aren’t part of the plan.
Rey isn’t looking for commitments either. To her, every encounter is a well-orchestrated game, a dance of desire with no promises. She knows exactly how to ensnare a man only to ignore him afterward—a power she wields without hesitation.
Kylo has no idea that this time, the game might slip from his control.
Rey can offer him a future in the world of sports—an unparalleled and irresistible opportunity. But she can also be something far more dangerous and addictive: a temptation neither of them will escape unscathed.
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