Atmos said "I'm next sir!" and stands up, excited. As far as he understood, aperture laboratories could use his abilities, and he gets to do what he loves.
From television to billboard, radio to word of mouth, the same message was covering the entire town. Aperture was hiring. Previous experience didn’t matter, criminal record didn’t matter, it didn’t even matter if they were human! All that mattered was that Ramm needed staff, and he’d pay top dollar for workers! Damn the expense! (Your muse here) was waiting in the lobby for their name to be called. The person Ramm was previously interviewing was being escorted out by security staff. Dr. Jeremy Ramm himself soon followed. ”Right, who’s next.”
Red Fox (Vulpes vulpes)
Observed by irkuem, CC BY-NC
Call me a communist the way I want to be publicly owned.
monthly ritual of wrestling with my chuunibyou girlfriend to try to get her to switch her gross month old eyepatch to a clean one the same way you try to pry a dog’s mouth open when they’re trying to swallow plastic
Everyone always talks abt the ways ADHD makes you forgetful or hyperactive, but one thing I dunno if I’ve seen anyone talk about is the self-gaslighting that can happen, how you get so used to having forgotten/missed something that if you hear a piece of information that contradicts what you’ve heard before, you have this instinct to accept the newer info as the right one because maybe you just forgot about something. You get so used to people seeing you as stupid that you’re tempted to not speak up or ask about or argue against something that’s incorrect out of fear of looking like an idiot.
Tumblr is really interesting because you can say something like thursday is duck with a top hat day, and half the website will reblog it
Is it fair for me to say I adore flirting with other trans girls? Not in a “let’s date” way, but in a “I’m gonna shower you with sweet, filthy compliments until your cheeks burn, and then push just a little further to see you squirm” kinda way. Like, I’m not looking for anything serious, but there’s something so intoxicating about watching a pretty girl get all flustered, shifting under my gaze, biting her lip, getting just a little too warm. I love that moment when teasing turns into something more—when she starts craving the attention, leaning into it, needing it. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll let herself break under it. 😏
Me n the girls sitting upon the shattered corpse of a false god
I am an affront to God, and am setting up a replacement. She/Her | 22
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