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godsforlorn · 4 days
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i’m alive!!!! (kinda!!!) i just still have some urgent irl stuff to get together so imma be back working on drafts after i am done w those ✊
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godsforlorn · 7 days
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i am, at my core, just….. such a complete sucker for the ‘bodyguard and person they’re protecting slowly falling in love’ trope. i love it, i love it so much
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godsforlorn · 8 days
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after (2019)
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RIVERDALE — “Chapter Two: A Touch of Evil” S01E02
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godsforlorn · 9 days
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Daughters grow up being so unloved in homes that when they become women they just take whatever love they can get whether it’s real or not
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godsforlorn · 9 days
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give me best friends who harbor feelings for each other . they’ve acknowledged the feelings but they don’t do anything about it , because the friendship is too precious . and when one of them is finally ready to say “ fuck it, let’s take the risk ” , they see the other making out with another person .  cue  angst  .
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godsforlorn · 9 days
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09. 25. 19 — to sleep, perchance to dream … ❞
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godsforlorn · 10 days
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i  am  in  desperate  need  of  deepening  the  connections  from  my  existing threads  or  plot  new  things,  so  consider  this  a  plotting  call  ?  like  this lil post and  i'll  show  up  at  your  ims  ? ( doesn't matter if we already have threads or not , we can already toss some wanted plots at each other !!! )
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godsforlorn · 10 days
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important  little  update  !   i'll  be  using  my  pinned  as  my  thread  tracker  from  now  on,  i  listed  all  my  threads  below  there  and  if  you  can't  see  our  thread  there,  it  means  it  totally  got  lost  between  my  activity  page  and  i  missed  it.  please  don't  take  it  as  me  dropping  the  thread  and  send  me  an  im  so  i  can  add  it  there  or  we  can  start  something  new  !  more  importantly,  if  i  listed  a  thread  with  you  there  but  you'd  rather  i  don't  continue  it,  PRETTY  PLEASE  im  me  and  let  me  know,  so  i  can  take  it  down  from  my  list,  no  hard  feelings  from  my  side,  i'll  be  happy  as  long  as  i  know  i'm  not  dragging  along  a  thread  the  other  side  doesn't  have  the  muse  for  ! 
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godsforlorn · 10 days
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what if i used my pinned as a thread tracker, my poor ass with adhd is already feeling so overwhelmed by the thought of i'm forgetting some replies (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
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godsforlorn · 10 days
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"well, now you know that i am, very much,  and—"  she  stops  herself  from  explaining  half  way,  some  other  thought  weighing  heavier  in  her  mind.  "you'd  rather  that  i  didn't?"
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" i didn't know you were so concerned about my feelings. " // @godsforlorn liked for a small starter
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godsforlorn · 11 days
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"and  here  i  thought  you  never  wanted  to  see  my  face  again,  --  no,  wait  a  sec,  i  did  not  just  think  it,  if  i  remember  things  correctly,  you  said  something  along  the  lines of that,  right  to  my  face,  didn't  you?  what  exactly  changed  your  mind?"
open — anyone! muse — autumn havelock 25, tarot reader. okay to assume any sort of connection.
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“ i didn’t want to come here, but i need your help. “ 
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godsforlorn · 11 days
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kiss roulette
inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear
A kiss on the cheek
A kiss on the nose
A kiss on the forehead
A kiss to the top of the head
A firm kiss
A gentle peck
A romantic kiss
A platonic kiss
A kiss to the eyelid
A kiss along the jawline
A kiss to the neck
A kiss along the collar bone
A kiss on the chest
A kiss to the stomach
A kiss along the hips
A kiss in the rain
An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
A kiss while laughing
A kiss underwater
A rough kiss
WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)
A french kiss/kiss with tongue
A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances
A sleepy kiss
A kiss that's an accident
A kiss while one or both parties are crying
A kiss in greeting
A kiss in parting
A kiss to the back of the hand
A kiss to the palm of the hand
A kiss to the inner thigh
A kiss while someone watches
A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
A kiss after a bite
A kiss against a wall
A kiss to the shoulder
A kiss to the back of the neck
A kiss while one party is carried
A tentative kiss
An impulsive kiss
A kiss out of spite
A clumsy kiss
A bloody kiss
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godsforlorn · 11 days
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"ah,  so  it's  because  i'm  too  punk  rock  for  your  taste,  huh?"  they  chuckled  at  the  thought,  imagining  themselves  as  a  rebellious  splash  of  color  in  hwan's  otherwise  pristine  surroundings.  "i'm  shamelessly  ruining  your  aesthetic,  and  i  must  admit,  i'm  quite  enjoying  it."  yet  amidst  the  humor,  another  image  danced  in  their  mind  –  one  of  their  shared  moments,  where  they  both  existed  in  a  strange  but  harmonious  unity.  it  was  a  vision  they  cherished,  hoping  it  mirrored  reality  or  perhaps  even  defined  it.
"what  was  i  thinking,  drinking  that  much?"  bo's  question  hung  in  the  air,  its  answer  painfully  clear.  they  despised  the  realization  that  their  desire  to  numb  themselves  had  led  them  down  this  path  once  again.  "nevermind,  please  don't  answer  that  question,  i  rather  not  know."  and  that  was  how  much  she  wanted  to  ignore  everything  else  right  now. 
"i  know,  that's  why  you  shouldn't  let  me,  but  i'm  not  making  it  any  easier  for  you,  am  i?"  their  words  held  a  hint  of  self-awareness  mixed  with  resignation.  "still  not  banished  to  the  other  end  of  the  couch.  lucky  me."  feeling  his  warmth  against  their  palm,  a  genuine  smile  graced  their  lips,  as  if  his  touch  had  the  power  to  effortlessly  evoke  happiness  within  them.  in  a  tone  of  gentle  request,  she  spoke  her  next  words,  hoping  to  prolong  the  sensation  of  his  touch  within  the  palm  of  her  hand,  wanting  to  maintain  the  closeness  she  felt  in  that  moment.  "you  go  ahead  and  finish  your  hot  chocolate  first,  then  i'll  take  my  pills.  take  it  slow.  i'm  in  no  rush,  if  you  can't  already  tell."
'the couch, it's vintage' he assured, feigned seriousness, just to chuckle a way a few seconds later. not that he care for that precious piece of fabric, they definitely shared their fare share of memories together, but it faltered in comparison with them.
'yes, my hot chocolate and you're gonna take water. now sip' he demanded, not even thinking of putting the smell of cocoa close to her in that state. that would be calling for trouble. and he would highly appreciate ending the night on a no-vomit restriction.
he couldn't even get a word out before the girl was leaning onto him. no that it matter. the air, suffused with the rich, earthy aroma of crackling firewood, the flames dancing merrily in the hearth, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the room. a stack of well-loved books sits nearby, their pages worn and weathered from years of use. he cannot phantom changing anything on that frisk night. not even them sitting so close to them. for him to let someone into his life so easily was a utter surprise. yet a welcome one. after so long spending cold nights alone, the warmth from them was gladly accepted.
'if you sleep right now you're gonna wake up with the worst hangover of your life, you know that right?' he didn't long for disrupting their quietness, yet he knew they would regret it in the morning. 'c'mon, take some pills' he spoke, somehow trailing a small circle in the palm of her hand, not really wanting to move but wanting to help. 'what a mess you are' he whispered softly, glimpsing at her face with gentleness. the soft curve of their lips, illuminated by the soft, golden hues dancing across their skin, appears almost otherworldly in its delicate beauty. he can't help but wonder how soft they might feel, yet he shakes his thoughts, knowing well it wasn't his place.
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godsforlorn · 11 days
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they  reveled  in  the  game,  this  ceaseless  banter,  a  tug-of-war  devoid  of  logic  save  for  the  thrill  of  getting  under  each  other's  skin.  "you  speak  as  though  all  that  matters  to  you  is  someone's  'funny  and  cool'  factor. so far from the truth."  they  held  their  ground,  inching  closer  so  their  words  brushed  against  him  as  they  spoke.  "no,  don't  be  coy.  at  least  tell  them  you've  listened  to  a  couple  of  my  songs.  i  deserve  some  pr  for  those  kisses,  don't  i?  it's  the  least  you  could  do."
𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧    𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫    ›     m   /   f   /   nb   . 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝    𝐨𝐧     . 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞    𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨    ›     teodoro   sanchez   .
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❝    imagine    how    close    we    could've    been    if    you    were    this    funny    and    cool    months    ago    ,    man    ,    took    you    long    enough    ,    ❞    teasing    nature    remains    on    full    display    as    male    finds    himself    inches    away    from    their    face    with    no    plans    to    move    ,    slight    smile    on    his    own    features    as    there’s    a    need    to    push    every    single    button    possessed    by    his    counterpart    .    simply    for    fun    .    head    tilts    while    eyes    continue    to    take    them    into    his    sight    ,    a    total    wave    of    satisfaction    immediately    sweeping    over    entirety    of    male’s    build    ,    ❝    if    anyone    asks    though    ,    i’m    TOTALLY    DENYING    the    fact    that    i    know    you    .    ❞
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godsforlorn · 12 days
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he  wagged  his  finger,  pinpointing  her  with  an  air  of  revelation.  "ah,  i  see,"  he  proclaimed,  as  though  he  had  stumbled  upon  some  forbidden  truth.  his  eyes  darted  between  their  surroundings,  seeking  a  semblance  of  privacy  in  the  crowded  bar.  leaning  in  closer,  he  mirrored  her  posture  against  the  counter.  "you've  got  a  way  with  words,  don't  you?  but  for  what?  to  unravel  the  secrets  of  someone  like  me?"  despite  his  tendency  to  keep  conversations  brief  unless  engaged  in  a  heated  debate  where  he  could  assert  dominance,  he  was  far  from  loquacious.  "i  know  sweet  talk  is  a  bartender's  stock  in  trade,  but  that  winsome  smile..."  his  gaze  briefly  descended  to  her  lips, spending a little longer there than it should  before  locking  his eyes with  hers.  "almost  convincing  enough  to  make  you  believe  you're  actually  enjoying  it.  almost."
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emilie leaned against the bar, a small smile playing on her lips as she listened to his familiar words. she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her at his presence, even amidst the chaos of the bar. with a gentle tilt of her head, she met his gaze, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. "you know," she began, her voice soft yet tinged with a hint of amusement, "there's a certain comfort in the routine of it all. it's like your song on repeat, each note familiar and soothing in its own way." she paused, pouring his usual drink with practiced ease, her movements fluid and precise. "but maybe," she continued, her gaze lingering on him for a moment longer, "maybe it's not about simplifying things. maybe it's about finding solace in the constants, in the things that remain unchanged even as everything else shifts around us." she offered him a knowing smile, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken bond that had formed between them. "and as for digging too deep," she added with a playful twinkle in her eye, "well, where's the fun in that? sometimes, it's the mystery that keeps things interesting, don't you think?" with a subtle nod, she slid his drink across the bar, her expression warm and inviting. "besides," she said, her voice laced with sincerity, "i wouldn't trade these moments for anything."
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godsforlorn · 12 days
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as  much  as  celia  wished  to  deny  it,  the  truth  remained:  she  had  left  him  behind,  despite  her  intentions  steering  far  from  such  an  outcome.  it  was  her  family  she  sought  to  abandon,  to  never  lay  eyes  on  them  again,  much  like  she  had  never  seen  her  mother's  face  after  their  parting.  yet,  forsaking  them  also  meant  forsaking  kori.  "i  never  intended  to  leave  you.  no,  you  were  the  sole  thing  i  wanted  to  keep  when  i  left  that  place."  a  wistful  smile  graced  her  lips  as  she  summoned  the  courage  to  voice  what  she  had  long  concealed.  "what  was  i  supposed to  do?  convince  you  to  join  me  and  forsake  your  life  for  mine?  i  wanted  to  say  it,  ask  you  to  leave  with  me,  i  doubted  whether  you  would  come  with  me,  though  it  wasn't  rejection  i  feared."  like  scenes  from  a  film  reel,  the  "what  if"s  played  in  her  mind  as  she  spoke,  yearning  for  a  fairy-tale  ending  with  him.  "even  if  you  had  agreed  and  followed  me,  how  could  i  bear  the  weight  of  it  if  you  came  to  regret  that  decision?  to  abandon  all  you  had  for  me.  you  were  my  everything,  yet  i  believed  you  had  more  to  your  life  than  me,  and  i  couldn't  rob  you  of  it.  no  matter  how  much  i  wanted  you."
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   it was  hard  for  kori  not  to  comfort  celia  while  she  was  so  obviously  upset. every fiber  of  his being  yearned to  envelop  her  in  his  embrace,  to  offer  solace  until  her  anguish  dissipated.  ❝ you left  me,  celia ! you didn't  even  leave  a  note; just vanished. you shattered  me,  ❞  he  uttered,  the  wounds  of  abandonment  resurfacing  with  the  need  to  scream,  flee,  or simply erase  it  all.  ❝  i  loved  you. you knew  how  much  i  struggled  with  people  walking  out  of  my  life, even met  my  mother and you  still  chose to leave. how can  i  trust  a  word  out  of  your  mouth  ?  ❞
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