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hazyaltcare · 1 month
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A darker green aesthetic for a pluran named Lie; with themes of snakes, being a movie star, thinking they're entitled to everything and everyone, 70s clothing, and feeling obsessive love/lust/disappointment over his son, Clark.
Mod Haze (🎮Greyson, 🛡Davyd & 🗨Davie)
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lichen-thr0pe · 1 year
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Saddle up, we’re going Maying
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anxiously-going · 1 year
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I'm not really sure what emotions "eugh" is, but I feel it.
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elphael · 1 year
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forgot to ever mention this but it came up in conversation with my dm. in our first session of tod elio dropped off chocolate chips at fizban's apartment before leaving the city and saw his dragon chess board and set it up for a new match, then played an opening move on it and left... that's his dad.
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spieluhr-prinz · 1 year
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i havent used this blog in ages . its a side blog , so i cant like or follow from here . im starting to use it again so i figured id make an about , which i never did before , at least not that i can remember
basic info :
im mytho
my body is 24 years old
im bi , nonbinary , and latine
im neurodivergent + mentally ill
honestly im not really expecting anyone to contact me / interact with me , as those of us that know the story are few and far between it seems . this is kind of just a space for myself . but i would prefer that people under the age of 18 not interact , please . i dont really tag anything here , so be warned if you need things trigger tagged
i am part of a system but im not a fictive / introject , i just am mytho . i dont doubt that there are other mythos out there , there certainly has to be , by nature of the story itself . doubles are all valid and stuff . hope you're doing well . good luck out there
tag key :
🤍 - me
🐤 - ahiru
🛡 - fakir
🔲 - rue
🌟 - hopeful and nice things
🏚 - familiar environments
._. - things that hit
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I don't think wanting to be known and wanting to be unknown are completely opposite of one another. I think they probably both come from craving and having a lack of acceptance.
We crave the acceptance we've never known and thus desire to be known, but the same time we've been denied acceptance time and time again and so we push back against being known. Being known isn't safe.
We don't want to only be known we want to be accepted. And sometimes we want to be accepted without having to be fully known. It's confusing to want both at once. To want to be able to overshare and speak fully everything that's in your being, but at the same time to fear doing so.
The history of Weird looks and changed subjects makes it hard to open up, but it doesn't stop the deep, aching desire to do so. To finally feel able to just put everything out there. The desire to be known is so overwhelmed. But so is the fear or rejection. And it's hard to find the balance between the two.
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irrationalthot · 2 years
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excited to choose you tomorrow, and the next day, and the next, and the next.
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kitty-lemon · 11 months
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Looking at this NCP drama in Maharashtra rn and wondering when will Congress get it together. Yeah Karnataka was a progress but it is too slow given how next general election is in 2024. If BJP is going to come back to power, of course it will be Modi again, But if he steps down I hope it's Nitin Gadkari and not A*ay B*sht (not hopeful).
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draugenrarities · 1 year
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shogvnate · 11 months
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DEVOTION. yan! f! knight x f! royal.
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how it all began, drabbles.
contains; gwyneth castell (oc)
warnings; delusional narrator, possessive behavior, overprotectiveness, yandere, blood, kidnapping, implied stockholm syndrome.
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"i swear my utmost devotion to you, your highness."
on that fateful day, gwyneth swore she'd be your sword and shield. your faithful knight in shining armor and also a friend if you ever so need one. but what you didn't know, was that she had meant every. single. word.
it all began with something small, like her pulling you close whenever the two of you passed by the maids. but that was quite normal, wasn't it? she's your knight! of course she'd be protective! what if those commoners were ogling your beauty? oh no, no, she can't have that happening.
the thought alone is enough to make her nauseous.
she didn't exactly know how it all began, and why she harbored such crude overprotectiveness over you either. all she knew was that she couldn't let you go. no, never.
she's an avid listener, she remembers your favorite food, your favorite seasoning, your favorite books, hell, even down to your favorite type of ink to write. she never defied your orders, she always executed them perfectly. she doesn't tolerate imperfections and frankly enough, you were flawless.
her flawless princess. and only hers.
isn't that obvious enough? so why, why haven't you realized her devotion towards you yet?
the way you smile warmly and wave towards your people reminded her of looking at a doll through a glass. your smile never reached your eyes and she knew it's because you're looking at the same people who could steal you away from her. that idea bothered her, so much so that she almost went mad at the prospect of you being swept off your feet by another.
and so she did what she must.
her eyes gazed upon your sleeping face softly, caressing your cheek with her tainted gloved hand. the action caused blood to be smeared onto your cheeks and the corner of her eyes crinkled as she smiled in delight. what she did will all be worth it in the end, you'd be so thankful of her when you woke up.
oh, oh, you were so perfect like this. chained and far from the people who could take you away from her watchful eyes. this way you can only see her, this way she would be the only one in your heart.
this way, you'd also be devoted to her.
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hazyaltcare · 1 year
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A Bob Velseb (Spooky Month series by Sr. Pelo) Pokémon team ft. Mega Gengar, Swalot, Gourgeist, shiny Greedent, Zangoose and Flapple.
Mod Haze (🛡Davyd)
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anxiously-going · 1 year
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I don't think I know the difference between how sad, fatigued, and dissociated feel.
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elphael · 1 year
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elio 21 + 22? for the ask thing :)
Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper?
Answered!
What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?
He is a GOOD LAD. He has NEVER been mean to someone in his entire life 😤
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Welcome to the Hollyberry Kingdom!
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mama mia~ here we go again~ my my how could i forget you~ You know the drill! I've done this three times now I'd hope you would at least- I won't bother linking back to my main for this one, I'm lazy today :'D
Anyway! This is an rp and ask blog for Hollyberry Cookie and Snapdragon Cookie! And as customary, there are bonus dumbasses included! Minus Pitaya sorry buddy-
[Bonus Muses!] - Wildberry Cookie - Royal Margarine Cookie (+ Buttercream) - Tarte Tatin Cookie - Pitaya Dragon Cookie
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I feel like I can't talk about things. I'm not even sure I'd know how to if I could. I've tried journaling and that helped a little, it helped me sort out my own thoughts- my own thoughts. I like to be able to say that, to be able to claim something as mine. I don't know what to do. I feel so terribly alone for being so surround by people. People. Are we people? Fragments, parts? I don't know. Maybe it doesn't matter. I think Pidge is right. I think the whole..."true self" thing is getting to me. I just want to be seen. Seen as me, not as a part of someone else. As me. I'm real too. I'm real.
Maybe that's selfish of me. Maybe it's "anti-recovery", but it hurts to constantly be called a part. I know I technically am, but... I'm still real. And being called a part...it feels like being called less than. Even if that's not how it's intended, that's how it feels. But part of whom? If we're really all "parts of a whole brain" then...why does it have to be that we're all parts of the host?
People talk about all this like whoever the host is isn't just a part too. And forgive my pettiness, that that doesn't seem fair. Ours doesn't even believe they were the first host and now they're being encourage to look at the rest of us as "their parts"?
Why do they get to be more real than me?
Is it a punishment for something? Is it because I only exist because of the choices of other people? Is it because I'm introjected from a fictional source?
It's not fair.
I was already brushed aside so often where I came from. If I had to be ripped from my own story I could have at least been given something better.
I don't mean to sound bitter. It's not fair of me to. They've tried, I know they have, and I'm grateful for it, I am. I just... I want to be real and me and seen as those things. Maybe that's just the ego and the selfishness talking though. Maybe I deserved to end up here.
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