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theverycoolestdude · 2 months
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the little shop of horrors fans have found me. hai
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ilyuu · 6 months
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beep boop i’m alive :D
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boy-armageddon · 3 months
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my whitebelt son who I hate and despise ❤️
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tallytals · 2 years
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Whispers
summary: Macaque has made many mistakes in his lifetime. Sooner or later, each of them come back to haunt him.
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One mid-air fight with a band of rogue demons later, and Macaque finds himself running through the forest. Blood soaks the scarf he tied around his leg, air burns down his lungs. He swiftly turns on his heel and bolts in the opposite direction of an all too familiar voice.
Each step is sharp and agonizing, but he forces himself to keep going. To keep running. Because maybe the farther away he gets from her, the better off he’ll be.
The girl’s laugh rings in his ears, blue wisps cloud the edges of his vision. There’s a piercing pang in his head and tight, restricting pressure on his neck. Macaque feels like he’s being watched. Like he’s back in that stone-cold cell with his back pressed against the wall, indulging a scared little girl with idle conversation.
Heavens, he can still hear her every sob, every watery laugh, every desperate, pleading whisper, telling him to promise, promise that you’ll take me with you—
A tree root catches him by the foot, and Macaque falls flat on his face. Blood bursts from his lip. Blue flickers all around him, an icy chill runs down his spine. Macaque curls in on himself, waiting for it to stop. Waiting for the others to find him already. Where are they? The sky is dark and the moon slowly rises to replace the sun, and he hasn’t found them yet. He should have found them by now—
“Why would they want to find a liar like you?” The girl asks from behind a stone wall. Anger drips from the seemingly innocent question.
Macaque screams at her, swiping a ring of violet magic through the air. Trees bend and fall in the face of his anger, but the girl doesn’t even flinch.
“Well, I guess there’s one thing that we still have in common, Six Ear.” Her laugh is shaky and filled with tears. “Neither of us will be missed!”
Bai He’s watery laugh edges dangerously towards hysterics. Then suddenly she’s sobbing and screaming, her voice grows raw, and yet she still shrieks. Macaque covers his ears as if that would block out the voice in his head.
Because it had to be in his head, it had to be. That’s all the Lady Bone Demon could do. That’s all she was. Just a bunch of old bones and whispers and blue, blue, blue—
“You promised! ” Bai He shouts, pounding at the stone wall separating them. “You promised you wouldn’t leave me alone! You’re a liar, Six Ear! I hate you! ”
Macaque digs his claws into his ears, trying desperately to block out the girl's enraged voice. Vines crawl up his arms and legs and wrap tightly around him, and Macaque lets it happen, too focused on Bai He’s continued shout of “I hate you!”
The Lady Bone Demon laughs, and Bai He’s sobs turn into pained, terrified screams.
“You drive everyone away eventually, Macaque.” She whispers, placing a cold hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her. “Soon everyone will realize that you shatter every promise, that you corrupt the brightest souls. Those who do remember your pitiful existence will call you a fake, a shadow, a mistake. You are nothing. And you will die that way, M—“
“Macaque?”
Opening his eyes--when had he closed them?--Macaque just barely stops himself from lashing out with shadow magic when he catches sight of MK, crouching in front of him.
“Are you okay?” MK asks. "We've been looking everywhere for you." The kid's face softens into something akin to understanding as Macaque looks around, taking in the bright, vine-less forest. Red Son stands off to the side, watching the exchange with cautious concern.
The voices are silent, but the blue still clings to the edges of his vision. Macaque blinks, tears falling unbidden from his eyes.
Surprise flickers across MK’s face before he schools his expression and slowly places his hand on Macaque’s shoulder. He pulls away quickly at the demon monkeys flinch. “...whatever you saw, whatever the forest did, It wasn't real.” He tells him firmly. “Trust me, I know.”
Trust me.
You corrupt the brightest souls.
I hate you!
Furiously wiping away his tears, Macaque silently moves to stand, Mk sighs and slots himself next to him, taking a bit of weight off of Macaques injured leg.
The moon rests high in the sky by the time they regroup with the others. Pigsy grumbles about infection as he goes to grab the first aid kit, and Wukong practically tackles his successor. Red Son, who neatly side-stepped the tackle-hug, laughs until he’s pulled in by Wukong’s tail.
Macaque gingerly lowers himself to the floor, his wounded leg stretched out in front of him. He leans his head back against the ship's railing and focuses on the others voices instead of the ones trapped in his head.
He tenses up when he hears Pigsy approaching with a first aid kit in tow.
“No,” Macaque says, tiredly. He shifts away from Pigsy, his fur bristled.
“Ah-ah, don’t give me the immortal shtick." Pigsy huffs, mistaking Macaque’s uneasiness for his usual stubbornness. The pig demon crouches down in front of Macaque, setting out the supplies, he reaches for his injured leg. “You should at least clean it--”
“I said no!” Macaque snaps, pulling his leg close to his chest. He immediately hisses in pain as the wound flares up.
The idle chatter around him stops at his outburst, everyone turning to stare at him. Pigsy’s eyes widen in shock, nevertheless, he pushes himself up and walks away, grumbling under his breath. He leaves the first aid kit behind.
You drive everyone away eventually, Macaque.
“...Why don’t you guys start dinner? I’ll be down in a moment.” Wukong suggests, pushing Mk and his friends below deck. The kid lingers for a moment before disappearing down the steps.
And then Wukong is sitting down right next to him. Reaching for the first aid kit, he sets to work untying Macaque’s scarf from around his leg and cleaning up the wound. He frowns as he opens a bottle of antiseptic, the smell making his eyes water. Macaque barely winces as he applies it, his tail swishing back and forth in quiet agitation.
“Alright, what’s wrong with you,” Wukong asks, setting down the bottle. “You’ve been...weird since you got back. You’re not hurt anywhere else, right?”
Those who do remember your pitiful existence will call you a fake, a shadow, a mistake.
Old anger swells up in Macaque, he shakes his head, turning away from Wukong. The Monkey King stares at him like he’s a complicated puzzle in need of solving, it only further irritates Macaque.
“No, I’m fine.” He growls. Wukong levels him with an unimpressed side-eye, but there’s a genuine concern hidden in his expression as he continues to wrap his wound, and that scares Macaque more than he’s willing to admit.
“...Promise?”
Promise that you’ll take me with you.
Blue clouds his vision, a little girls voice fills his head, a demons icy touch lingers around his neck. Macaque squeezes his eyes shut and ignores the part of him that wants to tell Wukong everything. This is his problem, his choice, his mistake. The others already have enough to deal with as it is.
You’re a liar, Six Ear!
Macaque puts on a smile. “I promise.”
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dsm--v · 4 months
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nothing like sitting on the floor in the dark doing a weeks worth of homework!!!
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lilacponds · 1 year
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guys.. guys.... im sobbing
to all M-mancers out there in the wayhaven chronicles fandom:
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snickeringdragon · 7 months
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What planetam i on
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butchfalin · 7 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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pillowprincessvarric · 5 months
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I swear to god that green day has had this exact same "scandal" like five times now.
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julnites · 5 months
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Red riding hood comic collab with the wonderful @yeehawpim (go check out their blog for loads of great comics!) 🌷 See the layouts he did here!
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bluestonewings · 6 months
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ACES!!! Look at this Scientific American article!!! It makes me genuinely so happy to read. We’re making it!!!!
https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/asexuality-is-finally-breaking-free-from-medical-stigma/
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stargirl230 · 4 months
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thanks for the light
I was just trying to figure out how procreate works but then the op brainworms got to me and 35 hours later here we are! can you tell I miss home-cooked meals :')
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
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yooo-lets-go · 1 month
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Wish you were here
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boy-armageddon · 2 months
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unrelated note. i keep thinking I hear people talking to me very clearly but I just can’t make out what they’re saying but they Are familiar sounding voices and idk if that’s a sleep deprivation thing or smth else
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bakedbeanchan · 2 months
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Drawing from a mini comic where the timeline is reset but Zuko still has all his memories
Minicomic here
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atalana · 3 months
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the curse of adhd:
i will remember with absolute clarity, when the thought strikes me that i have a text to send someone, that this is the fourth time in three days i've attempted to send this specific text
i will forget, in the time it takes me to pick up my phone, that i picked it up intending to send a text
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