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  • enbymion
    07.05.2021 - 7 hours ago

    please don't watch the British royal YouTube channel

    #we just collectively decided they're racist #and contribute to imperialism #please #jul.txt
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  • chuckmgill
    07.05.2021 - 7 hours ago

    me trying to get others to like chuck: look how soft he is. look how sweet he is. please ignore the fact that he's trying to ruin his brother's life out of jealousy

    #better call saul #? is this even tagworthy idk i have nothing to contribute to this fandom but my undying love for chuck mcgill
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  • artetass
    07.05.2021 - 8 hours ago
    #i couldnt even find a picture of the game here #they tried today #but like all this season its not enough #it's a painful defeat #for what it means for the future of this club #arsenal will not play a European competition for the first time in 25 years #you have to clean the club from the base #and about mikel #it is well known that he doesn't have the experience not only for this job (because he never had it and that was the risk) but to get out o #get out of this situation #i would love to be able to give him a season where he could put together his team completely #but if that is not possible (because the kroenke will not contribute anything) #he has to go #and those who should accompany him are the same ones who are entirely to blame for where the club is at this time #j and s kroenke please leave #the club will only devalue more over the years if they don't #and i'm so dejected right now #and sad guys #:(#arsenal#arsenal fc
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  • 1000gecs
    07.05.2021 - 10 hours ago

    gay af to be in the Ankh-Morpork City Watch... what are you watching, other men?

    #this is all i have to contribute #discworld
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  • catholiccandles
    07.05.2021 - 11 hours ago

    Tbh my brains been fried as of late and I just do not have the energy to have nuanced conversations. Jesus Christ continues to be my rock every day

    #I keep meaning to write out all these things but it just keeps not happening #low low capacity for exerting myself as of late 😩 I really miss theology #I feel like my blog has just been other peoples posts for so long which I get is fine but. I want to contribute #posts
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  • meqxee
    06.05.2021 - 14 hours ago

    My cat all day:

    My cat when I'm in a voicecall: meOW MEOw meow MEOW meEeEoOoWwW MEEEEEOOOOOOWWWWW

    #she has quite some things to contribute #it's completely fine btw #sometimes i get to talk about my cat that way and i love talking about my cat #cats#my posts
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  • pc-cooper
    06.05.2021 - 14 hours ago

    i keep going to add more bullshit to the warrior cats post and i am just barely stopping myself

    #I WONT DO IT I WONT CONTRIBUTE TO WARRIOR CATS TORCHWOOD #im gonna go make a gifset i hate you all #rambling
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  • saturno-sol
    06.05.2021 - 16 hours ago

    It is Thighso Thursday

    But also, put a waist on this man lol

    #hollow knight#Thighso Thursday #sorri i had to contribute #thicc thighs save lives #not his tho...lmao #i hope I made the thighs thicc enough hdjdkkssk #my art#saturno’s collection#tiso
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  • rumenta
    06.05.2021 - 17 hours ago

    when you and bae take "be gay, do crimes" a lil bit too far

    #dr stone#drst#stanley snyder #xeno houston wingfield #dr stone xeno #dr stone stanley #of course you all know whats the reference i dont need to point it out #but yeah i'm happy to contribute to the fandom with more shitpost #i was plannin to draw this properly but after the first sketch i was like fuck it #and i went for simple lineart that did not required me effort #which is the reason why it's very mediocre looking #also no i do not know how to draw guns and i am not going to learn #i'd like to add that not only it looks mediocre but #im also aware there's something wrong with xeno's face #mething tht i do not have the patience to fix #my art#fanart#ugly drawing#xenostan #is this the ship name? is there even a shipname
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  • birdsong-warriors
    06.05.2021 - 17 hours ago
    #i think about their dynamic a lot #stonedfur #also just the line 'I can't be who you are.' #alluding to how Cinder was strong enough to push past her disability and still find happiness and light in her life #whereas Swift carries a bitterness about his own situation til the grave #not in a self pity way but more aware he cant contribute to the clan the way they need because he made a stupid mistake as an apprentice #he retains a buried self loathing through his life #sometimes it fades a bit but its always there in some degree #you can imagine how well he dealt with Cinder's death #hint: not well at all #SORRY THIS ASK GOT BURIED I REALLY WANTED TO FIND THE PERFECT SONG BDJSGF #asks#outside link
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  • good-svibes-69
    06.05.2021 - 19 hours ago
    #Asks #Also just not feeling like I would contribute much #Not too talkative today
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  • cheryls-blossomed
    06.05.2021 - 21 hours ago
    #anonymous#replies #djdjdk but what does caitlin contribute other than being a showcase in white privilege
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  • sexysilverstrider
    06.05.2021 - 22 hours ago

    silvers role being a selfish dps is. actually pretty fitting for him lmao

    #selfish dps means he doesnt contribute much to the teams stat-wise #n he doesnt lower his enemies stats too #i forgot what sacred fire does bt i do knw overheat lowers his sp atk #and he heavily relies on support n sunny weather effect for him to be a monster #LOVE IT ❤❤❤ #fafar yaps
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  • noramunteanu
    06.05.2021 - 23 hours ago

    Impostor syndrome has been kicking my ass so much lately. 

    #text #feels like i can't actually do anything right #the thought of actually completing a phd seems impossible right now #i have to work on some brand new piece of math to write a legit thesis and who am i to do that? who am i to speak to people about things #only i know? i don't know anything. i don't have anything to contribute
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  • idealistic-imaginings
    06.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    Hozier music is so perfect for rivamika.

    #rivamika#rivamikamusicrec #thats all i have to say for now #all I have to contribute to the fandom atm #Ill probably expand tom with specific songs: dinner & diatribes | NFWMB | movement | work song #and much more #cause I honestly I wouldnt put it pass myself that I could probably apply all his songs to rm #other then cherry wine cause that song has to do with an abusive relationship so no thank you #PROBABLY ALL OF WASTELAND BABY #I AM A HOZIER SIMP 👌👌👌 thats my giant virtuoso woodland nymph orpheus/hades #read his lyrics theyre sexy af
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  • marleaus
    06.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    im a meninist!! mens lives >> mine!! i OBEY my man! i am HIS property.

    #sorry i have absolutely nothing fruitful to contribute to the conversation i just feel like being a clown #erik karlsson so sexy for scoring a gwg when losing would have helped us more 😍 always doing his own thing #sharks lb
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  • montrealmadison
    06.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    inspired by this post by @bisexualnursey and this post by @unconventional-turtle: it’s always a good time to cry about the zimbits wedding!

    They’re the last ones left on the dance floor, alone for the first time all night. The lights are low, the room is empty, and in the background, Alicia Keys sounds like she’s singing directly to them: Some people want it all, but I don’t want nothin’ at all...

    Bitty tucks his head into Jack’s shoulder. His husband’s (his husband’s!) hand is warm on the small of his back, guiding him just a little. They’re swaying more than dancing now, really. Bitty doesn’t mind; he’s full of good wine and his mama’s pie and so, so much love.

    He can feel more than see Jack’s gaze on his face, so he looks up. Jack’s eyes are even brighter blue in the dark, almost electric. It takes Bitty’s breath away.

    “Whatcha thinkin’ about, honey?” he asks.

    When Jack smiles it’s exultant. “I just can’t believe how good your French was,” he murmurs.

    Bitty laughs, shaking his head a little, and thinks about the endless hours he’d spent on the phone struggling over those vows, with Bob listening patiently on the other end. He’d been determined to get them right. Aloud he says, “I practiced a lot. Your dad helped.”

    “It paid off.” Jack kisses his forehead. “It meant a lot, Bits. Hey” —he spins Bitty out and back into his chest— “have I told you lately how much I love you?”

    Bitty stretches up and catches Jack’s lips. “Maybe once or twice today,” he whispers, teasing. “But I can’t say I’d mind hearing it one more time.”

    Jack smiles back into the kiss and tells him, in French, again and again.

    #jack zimmermann#eric bittle#zimbits#omgcp#my writing #I love them and I LOVE this wedding kick we've been on today so wanted to contribute
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  • bougredane
    06.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    « Sainte-Hélène. Petite île. »

    That’s it. That’s the whole island (or just about). Terrible, to see the water on all sides from one spot.

    #napoleon#st helena#200 years#my pic #didn't know what else to contribute
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  • aki-galaxy
    05.05.2021 - 1 day ago
    #are there things that contribute to how often a person dreams? #what about a person's physical state? #their mental state? #I should google these things #aki co-op: ash! #aki co-op
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  • gottawriteanegoortwo
    05.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    Marmien - Let Us Have Tonight

    So I accidentally landed in the Marmien tag while procrastinating in work earlier in the week. I got inspired by the idea of how Mark and Damien might officially begin a relationship if Damien were the sibling Mark fell in love with originally. 

    It… Was supposed to be flirty. But then it went kinda sad. With that in mind, there’s a pretty strong focus on controlling parents so I’ve stuck it under a read-more.

    Word Count: 1,694


    It had been a wonderful night. Since gaining full ownership of the Manor, Mark had redecorated and brought it up to the full splendour it deserved. It was the location of many parties that would allow optimal chances to brush shoulders with the crème de la crème of the city. But tonight, it was a smaller, more important affair. Mark had invited his three closest friends over for dinner and drinks to celebrate William’s arrival home from an overseas expedition. The staff were given the night off so the four could fully unwind without the worries of anyone eavesdropping. Spirits were high as they swapped stories and snacks. William had been hired for a job that required him being security during a wildlife documentation trip. The meal was accompanied with tales of William’s adventures and mishaps. The conversation was briefly interrupted as the four partook in the chaos of attempting to clean the dishes. Bubbles were blown, Mark’s hair was soaked, but it was good times, something all of them needed.

    One the kitchen was (hopefully) to the chef’s standards, they returned to the living room to lounge on the chairs and chat. They shared casual conversation, and all took it in turns to quiz Celine on the course she was taking. Her parents didn’t think it necessary that a woman get a qualification, but she decided otherwise. After all, they didn’t particularly care what she did if she did it herself. But as for her twin brother?


    Oh, how Mark’s heart ached when he glanced at Damien. He was the youngest child, but the only son. That meant that he was the prime focus of the parents. He was left to burden the responsibilities of the family legacy, whether he wanted it or not. His life had been plotted for him with no room for discussion on the matter. Mark was sure that they would have encouraged Damien to distance himself from Mark and William because neither men were ‘suitable’ to their impossible standards, only that they had been friends since childhood. Mark was certainly thankful for that. Damien was already a lonely soul. He couldn’t bear to think about how worse it could be. He had already spent most of the evening quiet, unable to share his own tales with how restricted his life was.

    It was why he jumped the gun and asked Damien to stay on when the others were getting ready to leave. Why force him back into his cage so soon? Maybe that was why Celine agreed, throwing her brother a sympathetic look, and suggested that she too would avoid going home so Damien wouldn’t face potential punishment. Damien was grateful for the support, giving a weak chuckle when William patted his friend on the shoulder and reminded him of the soldier’s promise to ‘pummel the daylights out of your old man’ if anything did happen.

    When the door closed, Mark fetched Damien a glass of water. Alcohol would not help matters right now and he knew it. He didn’t want to bring the mood down any more, not when his heart was begging to do something.

    A badly kept secret in the group was this: Mark had been in love with Damien for years. Not only that, it was reciprocated. 

    When they were teenagers, Mark’s parents - well-known patrons of the arts with generations of money running through their veins - had hosted a party to celebrate the success of an operatic production that had been on that day. It was a rare time Damien had returned home while in university. With Celine sick at home and William in the army barracks, the pair stole away from the stuffy public spaces and hid in the library. Talk gradually shifted from the opera they had watched, to the idea of what love was and what importance it played in their families, to how they themselves viewed romance in their lives, to Mark admitting he thought Damien to be quite beautiful and that it might be the first time he’s fallen in love, to Damien quietly confessing he wants to be with Mark. Their first kiss hidden amongst the books was soft and tentative. Murmurs of love were shared with breathy whispers, but neither could do more about it beyond sharing kisses and compliments and promises to be true no matter what. Damien was caught under his parents’ thumb. If they chased this relationship further, he would have been forbidden to return to university out of the state, transferred to the local university they wanted him to attend… And would have forbidden him to see Mark again. Instead, they agreed to stay on ‘not yet’. No matter how impatient Mark was, he’d wait. No other person made him feel ‘complete’ as Damien did.

    (Oh, his parents had tried to encourage him to date Celine, but he refused. Sure, she was beautiful, but waiting for Damien was one promise he would keep)

    Yet as the years went by, something always happened to result in Damien asking Mark to delay his advances no matter how he wanted the opposite. Every single time, the reason would lead to Damien’s suffocating parents being the root of the problem. At least now Mark, Celine and William were old enough to work together to try and give Damien a little more independence. Even now, Celine was willing to put her neck on the line so Damien could have some time alone with Mark with William as her accomplice. Which brings us back to the present. The pair sat in silence on the couch, Damien sipping the water as he was lost in thought. Mark barely needed to tilt his head to know that Damien was weighed down by the stories Celine and William had shared throughout the evening.

    “For what it’s worth, I still think you’re incredible.” Mark’s attempt to break the silence hit the nail on the head.

    “Of course you would say that,” sighed Damien, not objecting when Mark draped an arm  over his shoulder and pulled him close. “You’d say that no matter what.”

    “I say it because it’s true. You’re such a clever, charming, intelligent, handsome young man. I’d listen to you talk all night if you’d let me.” There was another sigh, but Mark lightly squeezed his shoulder. “Hey, no, don’t start that. I mean it. You’re so well-read, you always have something insightful to say about everything. You’ve been able to give me tips during my rehearsals for a play you’d never heard of, for pity’s sake. Those good days are coming. We’re all older and wiser, while your parents are old-fashioned farts.” Damien snorted, but he reluctantly moved back so he could look Mark in the eye. There was a smile Mark loved to see, but it was tinged with sadness.

    “You always manage to face everything head-on like a wall you can easily climb. I’ve always liked that about you.”

    “I’m sitting on that wall ready to pull you up whenever you want. Just say the word.”

    “You know I can’t.” The conversation was spiralling back to one they’ve had several times over the years - whether or not now was the ‘right’ time to do anything with their feelings. “My parents won’t approve -”

    “Your parents haven’t approved of me from the day I went into the acting profession. They haven’t scared me away, I won’t let them.”

    “But -” Damien’s counter vanished into nothing as Mark cupped Damien’s chin with his hand.

    “Do my advances make you uncomfortable?”


    Mark leaned in.

    “Do you want me to stop?”


    “So then why not be selfish, my love, just for tonight?”

    They were close, so painfully close that all Mark needed to do was push forward a fraction more. But he couldn’t. He had sworn to himself that this relationship was on Damien’s terms. If Damien moved away, he would respect that. He always did. 

    In that moment, Mark was sure that all his senses were amplified. He could hear his heart pounding in his chest. Damien was wearing the cologne Mark gifted him for his birthday and it made him feel giddy and light-headed. He let himself be mesmerised by Damien’s beautiful eyes.

    He felt an arm snake around his neck. All he could taste was Damien on his lips.

    Mark’s eyes fluttered closed as Damien indulged in selfishness and pressed against him. The kiss was quick to deepen as both men let the feelings they had bottled up spill out. Mark’s hands moved fast, wrapping around Damien’s waist and encouraging him to climb onto his lap. Damien broke the kiss to catch his breath.

    “I love you. God, I - I need this. I need this so badly…” He trailed off with another kiss.

    “Then stay. We can say you fell asleep on the couch and I hadn’t the heart to wake you. We can have tonight and then act like this never happened.” Mark was almost pleading. He would do anything if it meant he could have this moment.

    “No… Fuck my parents. I love you and I’ve hidden that for too long. I don’t care what they think.” Damien’s stubbornness, at last, had kicked in; and both men knew it wasn’t the alcohol talking. Mark laughed and brushed a hand through Damien’s hair.

    “I love you. And you know, I don’t think either the world nor history won’t care about us. Did you know they think a lot of the great historical figures in Ancient Greece were in same-sex relationships? If the world finds out, they’ll do whatever they can to pin us as close friends. I know I’ve read articles showing how wilfully oblivious the press can be if the couple travel in similar social circles” Tomorrow, Damien might decide to not be as open and bold about their relationship, but Mark would gleefully encourage it tonight as his hand pressed against the back of Damien’s head so they could kiss again.

    Words weren’t needed now. They had each other. Without the world watching them, they could finally keep their promise from years ago as they broke apart and embraced.

    For now, at least, they had tonight.

    #marmien#mayor damien#actor mark #(to people who contribute to the marmien tag - you're all wonderful and fantastic) #(I humbly offer a little contribution to your efforts... Maybe I can try and write that flirty Actor another time :D ) #controlling parents cw #(is there a correct term for this btw?) #(oh and also it's before Damien ever becomes mayor; so they're all in their early twenties)
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