"am i being too much" are you aware i'd unzip my skin and make room for you in there

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"am i being too much" are you aware i'd unzip my skin and make room for you in there
actually ! everything is fine . my music is playing #mymusic
Pleek I need fanfic recs, specifically sukuna x reader, and the trope is like a discord fluttershy duo. Need... any recs on anything, ao3, here, wattpad.... also while we are here I js wanna know the trope or tag that duo style is under. I love discord and fluttershys dynamic sm..
Edit: pls guys I need this Im yeaaarrning..
Au where nobody tells 10 year old Damian who Jason is. And the way they talk about him, Damian just assumes Jason is like a raccoon or something.
Damian: Grayson, why does Pennyworth leave food on the counter every night?
Dick, on his phone, not even paying attention: Oh, that's for Jason.
Damian: For 'Jason'?
Dick: Yeah. Sometimes he sneaks into the kitchen at night, so Alfred started leaving food out for him.
Damian, confused: I've never seen anyone here.
Dick: Well he doesn't always come. And last time, Bruce caught him crawling through the window and scared him away so, who knows when he'll show up again.
Damian, definitely thinking of a raccoon: So then Pennyworth is feeding a random stray that crawled out of God knows where?
Dick, annoyed: He's not a 'random stray', Damian, he's family, and he has been living in this house for way longer than you have.
Damian, trying to remember how long do raccoons live for:
Damian: I hope he doesn't die soon.
Dick: ????!!
*Later that night in the Bat-cave*
Tim, typing away in the computer:
Damian: Drake. Have you ever met Jason?
Tim: Uh. Stupid, annoying and looks like a skunk? Yes, why?
Damian, picturing a mix between a racoon and a skunk:
Damian: Is he friendly?
Tim: Well, the first time I met him, he attacked me, so...
Damian: Hmm... What did you do to provoke him?
Tim: What did I do to– Bitch–
Tim: Nothing! He just didn't like me taking 'what was his', or something.
Damian, nodding: You invaded his territory.
*The next day*
Damian: Father, when do you think Jason will visit again? I want to meet him.
Bruce: Um. I don't know, Damian. He doesn't come here often.
Damian: Why?
Bruce: Because he lives somewhere else.
Damian: Why doesn't he just live here with us instead? He would be safer.
Bruce, wincing: I don't think he would like that, Damian. He's not confortable here.
Damian: But, maybe if I befriend him I could convince him to stay.
Bruce, sighing: I don't think so, Damian. You have to respect his space.
Damian: Oh...
Damian: I hope he doesn't get rabies
Bruce: ???!!
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Night after night when the hour is late, the sound of water Scooped and poured emerges from the public baths. What channels away eventually rises into steam, Into a night like those above the Musashi plain. Then there is the wispy fog of that ancient dark And the slight illumination of a rising moon, To which a dog in the distance will howl and bark.
That is the time that find me by the fireplace, In realms of dream, a wavering witness. The losses of the moment run especially deep But still, there is the presence of this gentle heart, And when that murmuring begins on nights like this, I listen full of gratitude, I listen full of gratitude.
- Nakahara Chūya, “The Deepening Night” from Poems of the Goat
Pls someone tell me theres fanart of schlatt, charlie, and ted, as the dude, walter, and donny from the big lebowski. (Schlatt - The Dude. Ted - Walter. Charlie - Donny. Imo🤷♀️)
Or maybe schlatt and ted reversed. The walter talking about vietnam to the schlatt talking about andrew cuomo pipeline is real
Got back into my Harry Potter grind (read the books and started on the movies tonight), was looking at his scar and thought; "Huh... that looks familiar- I know it's supposed to be a lightning bolt but it looks like something I know."
Continued watching the movies as normal when I remembered "OH ITS A NORSE RUNE!" Don't ask how I know that it's a longer story. After a biiit of research I (re-)found out that it was the Sig-Rune, or Siegrune, or Sowilo. The meaning is "Sun", but in german it (Sig) means "Victory".
Along with this meaning, it has ties to the Nazi regime. Guido von List- who was not a Nazi, but heavily influenced the Nazi ideology by developing esoteric and racialist thought- renamed the rune to Sig in his list of "Armanen runes." The Siegrune became a prominent symbol during the Nazi era, specifically in the form of the Schutzstaffel- which was two Sig runes together translating to "Victory! Victory!"
So, not only was the symbol scarred on Harry's forehead a sign of HIS victory, but also a way to remind the people around him who did it. The Death Eaters are widely considered to be an allegory for the Nazis. This was Voldemorts way of saying "We will win, we will prevail, we will have victory."
In the books Voldemort is killed by his own rebounded Killing Curse hits him. It shows that the symbol of fear (Harry's scar) was exactly what killed him. He imprinted that rune onto Harry's head- he literally gave him a rune that would indicate his victory.
From the moment when Voldemort dies the symbol turned from one of fear, to one of triumph. It is a sign of the sun rising on the new era of wizardry. And a taunt, Voldemort was never going to win. A symbol of fear that scar would no longer be. It would be a reminder of their Victory.
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yeah some people don’t believe in reality shifting but some people also don’t believe women can orgasm so I stopped trusting other peoples opinions a long time ago
so i was studying maths yesterday right? (well technically today morning but eh) and i was realllllly tired so i made some coffee so while i was trying to cut open a packet of instant coffee with a knife (bc i didn't have a spoon) i cut my finger
and i stared at it for a bit
and started imagining a 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩 and went: 'yup, 90 degree angles'
idk if its the delirium of the night
Real, had a similar experience a while back when studying geometry. I was up like the whole night and then in the morning when I had to go to school I kept seeing things made out of shapes- specifically triangles😭
my friend, apparently, when she was going to pray before going to bed she closed her eyes and said 'O, triangle ABC' instead of whatever she normally says
she was going to follow up with triangle DEF but she realized something was wrong
YOURE KIDDING I LOVE THAT #traumatizedbygeometry 😭😭😭
so i was studying maths yesterday right? (well technically today morning but eh) and i was realllllly tired so i made some coffee so while i was trying to cut open a packet of instant coffee with a knife (bc i didn't have a spoon) i cut my finger
and i stared at it for a bit
and started imagining a 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩 and went: 'yup, 90 degree angles'
idk if its the delirium of the night
Real, had a similar experience a while back when studying geometry. I was up like the whole night and then in the morning when I had to go to school I kept seeing things made out of shapes- specifically triangles😭
There was this one benchtrio fic, where they were all like underground street racers. I think will and tech were tommys bio brothers and they were in like their last year of high school? The trio was trying to like beat the dteam in this big race, I think sam was their mechanic and stuff. I neeeed to find out what it is. Im like 99% sure it was on ao3 but I cant remember😭
STOP MAKING MY LIL AWKWARD NERDY BOYS BE CONFIDENT AND SO SURE OF THEMSELVES!!! I LIKE THEM BECAUSE THEY’RE NERDY NOT BECAUSE YOU FANFIC WRITERS MAKE THEM EGO MANIC ASSHOLES