iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 09/06/2026

guess who just turned a year older 🥲🎂🎉

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 23/05/2026

reprising my ateez concert outfit for a renaissance faire actually makes the most sense

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 22/05/2026

it feels like it's been ages but i actually want to ATTEMPT to write today....

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

lowkey made me want to reread the book but that first reading experience is unparalleled

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

did i cry just now while watching project hail mary even though i read the book? you bet your ass i did

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 03/03/2026

tw for slight nsfw // #tobific: breathe feat power couple northsonic 🔥

Amazing that even with dozens of competitions under his belt, North still gets pre-race jitters.

Among the cars lined up on the track, his own is somewhere towards the middle. Between long-time rivals—finally without Tony's vile and ever-present interference. The brilliant blue aluminum frame of North's car glistens in the midday sun, and only an umbrella protects him from the oppressive Thai UV heat index.

Said umbrella holder's tinkling laughter dances across the track. "Another hot one, hm?"

But he already knows the answer. He's just teasing North for the hell of it. It's his own unique way of calming his boyfriend down.

As they approach North's car, a hush falls, and every gaze turns on them. How could they not be watching? These two racers are the racing circuit's main spectacle—a "power couple"—and that very weight rests partially on North's shoulders.

Not that it takes the strut out of his step whenever he crosses the tarmac.

North nods to his team, signalling them to perform their final checks, and props himself against the car, hot metal against his spine through the thick fabric of his racing suit.

With a flourish, he rounds on his umbrella holder—and fellow racer.

Sonic may be beautiful in his flowy fashionable clothing, but North finds him just as beautiful in his white and blue X-Hunter race wear.

"What?" Sonic cocks his head, tousling his dark hair, and tips the umbrella against his shoulder. "You're staring."

"So is everyone else."

"Don't remind me…"

"You like it."

"Ugh." Sonic curls his lip, but it only lasts for a second before he's snapping the umbrella shut and stepping into North's space. "Being silly like this… you must want to lose today."

North huffs, a weak sound like a balloon being punctured. Sonic rarely lords his height advantage over North, but when he does? When he looms over North with dangerous intent before devouring him? God. North's skin feels hot and tight just thinking about it.

With no regard for North's sanity, Sonic leans in, boxing North against the car. His lips just brush North's ear when he speaks in a dark whisper, "Maybe you want to lose. Remember the last time you did?" A heated pause. "You really want to be punished that badly?"

A shiver runs down North's spine. This little game has been going on ever since North and Sonic started consistently dominating the field. Whenever Sonic loses (comes in second or third place), North eagerly takes him to bed and teases him with toys and fingers until he can't bear Sonic's pleading sobs any longer. Promising afterwards that he'll let Sonic take the reins during North's next heat.

But the last time North lost, Sonic spent the entire evening meticulously taking him apart, piece-by-piece, dirty promises spilling from his lips as he sucked and nipped along North's skin. He brought North to the edge at least a dozen times with his eager mouth and hands before finally riding him into explosive relief.

If North's being honest with himself, it had been one of the best nights of his life.

So, maybe he wouldn't be all that upset if he lost?

All eyes are still on them, competitors and working staff alike. Sonic's body heat, the burning sun overhead, building heat from the surrounding engines—North is hot all over.

And he lives for it.

He tilts his head, speaking against the sensitive space under Sonic's ear. "Have you forgotten what happened after the last two races?"

Sonic tenses deliciously against him.

"Mmm, that's what I thought," North purrs and brushes teasing fingers over Sonic's body. Where no one can see his wandering hands. "Guess you'll just have to wait until we get home to work off the rest of that adrenaline."

"Oh? From—" Sonic's breath hitches when North retracts his hands. "From winning?"

North chuckles, voice deep and suggestive, and lightly shoves Sonic in the chest. He may be thin, but he's been hitting the gym more often recently. Strengthening muscles in new and exciting places.

North highly approves.

With everyone's stares fixed squarely on them, a curious silence in the air, North smirks and offers Sonic a last piece of advice before climbing into his vehicle:

"Don't forget to breathe."

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 03/03/2026

guess who was actually able to write and finish the last song prompt!!!

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 18/02/2026

been wanting to work on the northsonic prompt and finish the practical magic au but things have been busy AND now i either have a cold or bad allergies are affecting me with the changing of seasons...

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 12/02/2026

went to see the skz dominate movie again last night and was reminded that my non-stay aunt is severely lacking ✨whimsy✨ she kept checking her phone and generally being bleh about the whole thing even though we let her know we were excited to invite her i hope i NEVER become like that

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 08/02/2026

i'd read an entire dissertation on societal pressure for people in fandom or "nerdy" interests to be attractive, otherwise they're looked down on

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spaghettified🍝 @saucyhotteok.bsky.social · 08/02/2026

𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑁𝐴𝑆𝐴 🌠

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 07/02/2026

SKZ DOMINATE MOVIE TIME!!! ❤️ 🖤

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

seems like i find pool tables everywhere i go now and i'm not complaining 😌

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

cvnting off the charts, breaking the ric(vnt)hter scale

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1024DAILY @1024daily.atiny.social · 06/02/2026

[📷] #YUNHO instagram update 🔗 instagram.com/p/DUaeAksEmQJ/ #ATEEZ #에이티즈 #윤호

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON ADRENALINE BRO i've been WAITING for atz to take us back to the gay club

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

got on the road before the snow squall starts... wish us luck 🤞

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 05/02/2026

because of the weather, we have to leave tomorrow morning for our trip BUT we're going to see the skz dominate movie on saturday ❤️

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

cinema 🎤

Yunho has spent the last few years adjusting to the oppressive glare of stage lighting.

He looks out at the crowd, countless rows of smiling faces, their eyes glowing with joy and—in some cases—tears. The air tastes of smoke, perspiration, and salty stadium food. Yunho vividly remembers their first show as a band, in a theater a quarter of this size. Hardly big enough to fit a few hundred fans.

They've come so far, and yet…

"You can't be serious."

The green room felt smaller than usual. There were a few more hours before they had to be on stage, and Yunho fiddled with his guitar, pretending to tune the strings. Jongho stood on the opposite side of their snack table. His stare bored into the back of Yunho's head.

"What?" Yunho commented, feigning nonchalance. "Why can't I be serious?"

"Wha—" Jongho scoffed. A bitter and flabbergasted sound. "Because you're the asshole that started this fucking band."

Jongho's… colorful language split the calm that blanketed the room. Luckily, their bandmates—drummer, bassist, and keyboard player—were nowhere to be found. Probably still in the bathroom. Probably hiding and aware of the brewing storm in the green room.

"Yes, before I had any idea that our lives would turn into this," Yunho said definitively.

"It sounds like you never wanted us to hit the big time."

"What if I didn't?"

Harsh footsteps, boots clicking against linoleum, and Jongho's musky scent flooded Yunho's senses. Without turning, he could feel their lead singer's body heat, the anger simmering just beneath his skin.

"Fame sucks sometimes," Jongho murmured, an undercurrent of frustration in his tone, "but we deserve this. Yeah? You—You deserve this."

Yunho huffed, a snippy retort on the tip of his tongue, but a warm palm settled on Yunho's shoulder, forcing him to swallow the words. Jongho's scent grew stronger and clearer. Close.

"We started this band to spread our message, and the fans that message. They love us. They love me and…" His voice dipped to a whisper. "And you."

Jongho was right. At least about spreading their message, about fame, and maybe, maybe, the last part. If Yunho could allow himself to believe that.

Yunho had plenty to say and plenty of arguments to make.

But Jongho didn't give him the opportunity.

As Yunho turned, he had a heartbeat to appreciate Jongho's leather jacket, styled hair and perfectly applied lip tint before he went cross-eyed, every protest swallowed by Jongho's forceful mouth.

His mouth, he—Jongho was fucking kissing him.

The gears in Yunho's head ground to a shuddering halt. Yunho met Jongho as a teenager, at his most rebellious, and first heard Jongho's mellifluous voice in a school shower. He knew he had to have him. Knew he had to somehow convince him to practice half-baked songs in his parents' garage.

As an adult, Yunho has always cared for Jongho, desperate to make up for the years Jongho spent looking after him. And as Jongho grew into himself, those thick thighs and that infuriatingly handsome jawline, Yunho would be lying if he said he didn't find him hot. Super sexy, actually.

His sexy longtime friend and bandmate, kissing him.

Jongho pressed firmly into the kiss, pushing Yunho until the edge of the snack table dug into his spine. Not that he gave a shit. Not when he could instead focus on the fruity taste of Jongho's lip tint and warm, masculine musk.

Just as Yunho began returning the kiss, though, Jongho pulled away. He backpedaled and stumbled over his feet, cursing loudly at the invisible obstacle that tripped him. Yunho hid a shocked smile in his hand.

"So, uh," Jongho rambled, "we'll talk more. After the show."

Yunho's tingling lips curved into a wider smile under his hand. Jongho rocked on his feet, his gaze darting around the room. Jittery and unable to stay in one place. Yunho had never seen him so nervous.

Jongho tentatively allowed his gaze to settle on Yunho. Barely audible, he breathed, "Yeah?"

Yunho could only nod.

Now, bathed in blinding light and surrounded by their music, Yunho can't take his eyes off Jongho. He's most beautiful when he's singing—fully in his element. His eyes glitter and his body moves with the beat. And as they reach the climax of one of their first hits, Jongho's eyes find his.

Here the light shines again
Ending credits going up
You and my name
Together on it with the final curtain call
And now, night after night
When you cannot find your way
I'll be waiting

For the first time in a long time, Yunho thinks he'll be okay. They'll be okay.

Even when the curtain falls.

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

#tobific: sticky fingers feat single dad mingi 👓

"You're better off letting me choose your next boyfriend."

Without looking up from his sketchbook, the young man speaks for basically everyone in Mingi's life. Anyone who has known Mingi since he was barely tall enough to reach the kitchen counter.

"You know," he drawls as he claims the seat across from his nephew, "you probably shouldn't talk to your dad like that."

Sumin slowly lifts his head, flashing Mingi a pitying stare over the rims of his glasses.

In Sumin's defense, Mingi isn't his biological father. Only the piss-poor stand-in for Sumin's mother, who had made a much better parent before a roadway accident took her away from them.

With a sigh, Mingi slides his phone across the table toward him and—with a breezy flick of his wrist—unlocks the screen. A message from his coworker, Yeosang, blinks back at him from the screen.

Thank God Mingi knew someone in the area before moving there. And he's even luckier that his friend speaks to him after his last… 'romantic incident.' The very same incident that forced him and Sumin to uproot their lives in Seattle and move clear across the country.

"We should probably leave soon," Mingi says, jerking his chin toward his distracted nephew. "So I have enough time to meet your new teacher before heading to work."

"You don't have to do that. You know that, right?"

"Introduce myself to your new teacher?" Mingi huffs. "I've done the same with all your teachers. It was never a problem before."

"Yeah, but I'm in high school now." Sumin tucks his pencil into the spiral of his sketchbook and winces. "It's embarrassing."

"You're a teenager. Everything is embarrassing to you."

"Not everything."

Regardless of his protests, Sumin climbs into Mingi's old Toyota sedan after inhaling his breakfast, fully dressed and ready for his first day. One of several 'first days' since Mingi took him in.

As they pull into the school parking lot, Mingi glances at Sumin out of the corner of his eye.

"I really mean it this time," Mingi says, hardening his tone. Imploring Sumin. "I promise."

Sumin holds his gaze for a solid minute before looking away. He gives a jerky nod, and Mingi relents, unlocking the car door.

Once inside the building, the principal kindly points them in the right direction, and they easily find Sumin's first-period classroom. The school is half the size of Sumin's middle school in Seattle. Clean and cozy.

The classroom is no different. Inside, several students have already arrived for the day, desks pushed together as they gossip about god-knows-what. Mingi lifts his hand to knock but freezes in place when the door opens.

On the other side stands a man who quite literally takes Mingi's breath away.

"Good morning," the man greets, and, god, his smile. "I'm Mr. Jeong. Sorry, I…" He cocks his head to the side. "You two lost?"

Mingi's mouth falls open, but no sound comes out. This man—Sumin's new teacher—is a couple of centimeters taller than Mingi. Light brown hair tickles the rims of his glasses, bangs hanging cutely over his forehead, and when he folds his arms over his chest, Mingi can't tear his gaze away from his bare forearms.

"…No," Sumin cuts in. Mingi can practically feel his judgmental stare. "I'm a new student, and… I have your first-period class."

Mr. Jeong's lips curve into what Mingi can only describe as a smirk. Mingi swallows.

"Oh, I see." Mr. Jeong drags his attention away from Mingi, finally granting him the ability to breathe again. "I'm flattered that you would introduce yourself to your son's new teacher, Mr…?"

"Song," Mingi blurts. Far too loud.

Sumin's shithead classmates glance in their direction, and Mingi's face suddenly feels hot.

"Song, huh?" Mr. Jeong says, his tone light. "Well, Mr. Song, you can call me Yunho. It only feels right to be on a first-name basis with my students' parents."

Conveniently, Mingi's brain has gone offline again.

Mingi can only watch in stupefied silence as the prettiest man he's seen in years—outside of Yeosang, of course—types his phone number into his phone. Mingi's phone. As in he could fucking text Yunho now if he wanted.

Satisfied, Yunho hands the phone back with a flourish. Eyes fixed on Mingi the entire time.

"There you go, Mingi," he says, voice low. Mingi's name drips off his tongue like honey. "In case you need a new friend."

'Friend,' Mingi thinks dumbly. He would much prefer something more than friendship.

"Have a good day," Mingi finally blabs, nudging Sumin towards the classroom. "Pay attention in class."

Sumin shoots him a wink over his shoulder. As if his ass won't be grounded for the rest of his life.

Once his student is out of earshot, Yunho turns back to Mingi, long fingers curled over the edge of the door. His smile softens. "It was nice to meet you, Mingi. Really. I promise to take good care of your son, and… I'm serious about my offer. It's hard to make friends in a new place."

The door shuts in Mingi's face before he can get another word in edgewise. Not that he could've responded intelligently in the moment.

As it is, it takes him a solid five minutes to peel his feet off the floor.

And another ten minutes to leave the parking lot.

"This time really will be different, Sumin," Mingi announces to the empty car.

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1024DAILY @1024daily.atiny.social · 05/02/2026

[🎬] ATEEZ(에이티즈) - 'Adrenaline' Official MV Teaser 2 🔗 youtu.be/ao0q70VFBt0 #ATEEZ #에이티즈 #GOLDENHOUR #GOLDENHOUR_Part4 #Adrenaline

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follow my new acct (inactive) @joooooooongie.bsky.social · 05/02/2026

top 3 jongho images

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

i'll work on the northsonic prompt tomorrow but if anyone's interested, i'd be willing to do a couple more..... 🤭

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emiko 🦜 @yamane-emiko.bsky.social · 03/02/2026

What remains standing ⚔️ WWI x MATZ NSFW/E ⚔️ CH12/18, 8/105K ⚔️ enemies to lovers Seonghwa closed his eyes, allowing himself six seconds to remember. Six. Rain formed a halo around Hongjoong’s pointed face. Five. He took off his cap, held it to his chest. Four. He offered his arm. Three, two, one.

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1024DAILY @1024daily.atiny.social · 04/02/2026

[🎬] ATEEZ(에이티즈) - 'Adrenaline' Official MV Teaser 1 🔗 youtu.be/nvCan9BZqAY #ATEEZ #에이티즈 #GOLDENHOUR #GOLDENHOUR_Part4 #Adrenaline

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

stealing from @0kkultic.bsky.social while i chip away at the song prompts!! this looks fun 🤭

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 04/02/2026

#tobific: sticky fingers feat single dad mingi 👓

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 03/02/2026

HOPEFULLY can start tomorrow because guess who's getting more snow

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 03/02/2026

apologies for not starting on those prompts yet... the last few days have been busy 🥲

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follow my new acct (inactive) @joooooooongie.bsky.social · 01/02/2026

you guys in 2026 we’re gonna grow and heal and be awesome okay?

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spaghettified🍝 @saucyhotteok.bsky.social · 01/02/2026

🐶🐥 childhood friends to enemies to lovers to archenemies 💔

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wooyochaos🐈‍⬛ @wooyochaos.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

put them in a singles infern0 situation but just with each other. then see who can gaslight gatekeep girlboss their way to paradise. there would be so much drama it would be amazing

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mel 🍉🔞🌈 @sanenjoyer.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

i've been on ao3 longer than some middle schoolers have been alive.

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Austin Bridges 💫 @austinbridges.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

A queer sci-fi reimagining of the Greek labyrinth myth ft. 🌌 a sentient, bioluminescent maze 💎 crystal-bending powers ❤️🔥 rivals-to-lovers romance between a thief and a prince 💀 an underground cult 🐍 a giant snake 🐺 wolf-rider girls 🌎 cli-fi & anti-ai themes #QuestPit #YA #SF #SFF #LGBT

A moodboard with blue tones. At the center is a glowing blue planet. Surrounding it are: a snake, a cluster of glowing crystals, neon lights forming a geometric pattern, futuristic blocks with glowing lines between them, a pair of hands, some glowing optic fibers, blue crystals laid out in several rows, and some bioluminescent waves. There are two neon squares overlaying the moodboard—one smaller one outlining the planet at the center, and a larger one crossing through the corner images.

Art of Ren and Micah from my YA sci-fi book, commissioned from artist kaizmos. Ren has pale skin and dark brown hair in a half-ponytail. Micah has brown skin and dark brown hair with an undercut. They are both wearing futuristic dark bodysuits with glowing blue lines. They are standing waist-high in water and surrounded by glowing blue crystals. They are holding hands and gazing dazedly at each other.

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Austin Bridges 💫 @austinbridges.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

MANDALORIAN x TRUE GRIT x WAYFARERS 🤠 space western vibes 👽 two criminal dads accidentally adopting an alien child 🤖 mecha 💔 teenage rivals to lovers to enemies to begrudging allies to ??? 😳 #QuestPit #A #SF #LGBT #W

A moodboard with orange and pink undertones and a starry overlay. The images include: a desert with mountains in the distance, a rocketship racing through a cloudy sky, a shooting star in a purple sky over a dark landscape, a close-up of a high-tech structure that looks like part of a ship or robot, a silhouette of a man standing in front of a starry sky, a red-toned image of the moon in the night sky, a small dead tree in the middle of a desert, a little girl sleeping on her side with tiny gold stars in her hair and scattered around her, a close-up of the jets of a rocket.

Commissioned art of my characters Jiran and Levi. Jiran has pale skin, long black hair in a braid, and a gold earring. He is wearing a red kerchief around his neck, and a brown jacket with glowing blue markings on the shoulders and sleeves. He is carrying a futuristic looking blaster with glowing markings on it. Levi has slightly tanned skin and sandy blond hair. He is wearing a reddish orange jacket with glowing blue markings on the collar and waist. He is holding two futuristic looking pistols with glowing markings on them. They are standing back to back, looking over their shoulders at each other and smirking.

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

still snowed (or rather, ICED) in but my aunt offered to at least get us to the grocery store to restock! today's hair appt was obviously cancelled...

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

this post has me thinking about atz dating show au except it wouldn't REALLY be an au

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

apparently colored pencil cases make for good beds?? also he was supporting me through the gbyfd finale 🥺

black and white cat sleeping on pencil case

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 31/01/2026

i don't want to watch gbyfd (say goodbye to seydarin)

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

haven't gotten to these yet but hopefully tonight or this weekend!!

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

borrowing this idea from lina because i think it'll be great for my writer's slump! (pls) give me a number+ship and i'll write a short snippet based on my top 100 songs of 2025 🌟

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

although i have my faves, i'm open to pretty much everything when it comes to polyteez 🤭

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sierra 🛸✨ @tobiologist.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

it's finally sinking in that once gbyfd is over, we don't know when we'll see michaeltopten in something again...

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Arju Vira @arjuvira.bsky.social · 28/01/2026

Use your PTO if you have it, especially if it's "unlimited". And not just single days if you can, take a whole week at once at some point. It's good for your physical and mental health, and also reminds your managers how much they need you.

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kaerae @cometyeogi.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

mm yes delicious 😋

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