Yes i can send the not how it happened fic to you, it will be over mail, because it's easier with pdf's, so pease send a message with your email
(i also have some of their other fics)

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Yes i can send the not how it happened fic to you, it will be over mail, because it's easier with pdf's, so pease send a message with your email
(i also have some of their other fics)
Insomnia fic recommendations:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60042658/chapters/153196090
I cannot describe how good this fic is, i devoured this in 5 hours
Today, 25 February, in 1971, New York newspaper The Village Voice published an article, titled Asexuals Have Problems Too. The article satirised earlier debates in the paper, which had argued over whether straight or gay people had things harder, positing that being asexual in a sex-obsessed world was the hardest of all. You can read the whole thing here.
Although the article was not intended to be taken seriously, it resonated with readers – some wrote in thanking the author for increasing the visibility of asexuality, others wrote in solidarity, hoping to learn more about how to support the ace community.
If you’d like to hear more about this moment in ace history, check out our podcast!
having to move and having a trinket filled room is though, how am i meant to decide which of my snail shells i keep, they're all so pretty!
I'm taking a course on climate politics, and two people were using AI in class because they didn't read the (very important) text for the class, they couldnt even contribute to the discussion because they didn't know if what the AI said was right, at that point why tf use it? Also in a class about climte politics of all class to decide to use AI.
They could just skim it like other people do, but they decided to use the things that is fucking up the enviorment even more, how tf does it make sense. i fucking hate people that use AI.
the bartenders at eden’s got a lot of use out of aaron and andrew when they had to cut customers off. they just had to point at the twinyards and ask the customer how many short blond barbacks they saw and look very concerned about the customer seeing double when they answered two
they're itty bitty
does tiny nicky yearn for the club?
Nicky: He does, so I bring him along! I was scared I was gonna lose him, but he stayed put and had a good time! As for the others... that's another story.
sometimes i think about how neil probably went days without speaking to another human being before becoming a guy who literally couldn't keep his mouth shut if his life depended on it in contrast to an andrew who literally couldn't shut up bcus of the meds before returning to his normal state of 'i speak to 3 people and one of them is my therapist' and its just like wow. andreil.
can’t stop thinking about Jean sitting there in a ridiculous, brightly colored Happy Birthday hat, staring blankly at a single lit candle while all the Floozies, for reasons known only to themselves, sing at him with an almost alarming level of enthusiasm. meanwhile, Jeremy has Jab perched on his lap, happily clapping the dog’s paws along to the rhythm of the song. and Jean just blinks. he looks at the candle. then at Jab. Jab looks back. then back at the candle. slowly, it dawns on him that he and the dog are apparently in the exact same situation: unwilling participants in whatever is happening, and neither of them has the slightest idea what they’re supposed to do.
genuinely if i was into neil josten i would be humiliated by it too. the man wears jorts. he's never picked up a social cue in his life and the only thing he thinks about is stick ball. he smokes but he actually doesn't and he's ginger and he's got mommy issues and the most punchable face a man has ever worn. he doesn't even pick up on any of your cool smooth lines nor does he care how sexy your car is. he's british. when you're talking he says things like 'i could draw on you with a marker' and when you're gone he says you're all that matters. andrew was right to hate him this would be a fucking devastating thing to discover about yourself.
ao3 author Neil au where his username is literally NeilJosten because the fbi agents said no pseudonyms
@kevindavidday the tagsssssss!!
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