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ryllen · 2 months
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free advices on how to be good at every corner of the school
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captainskells · 11 months
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Time is always right in past tense / Avoiding is my newest obsession / Started with the right intentions / But left 'em on the shelf — half alive
study portraits of half•alive band members from freeze frames of the "what's wrong" music video
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sleep-nurse · 6 months
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fanfictasia · 7 months
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Angstober Day 6
“What’s Wrong?”
Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Sea Shadow
“With how strong it is in the Dark Side, I suspect the Sith may have done something to it,”  Anakin says, slowly, “For what end, I do not understand.”
“Maybe we’ll never have to find out,” Ahsoka replies, hopefully, reaching for a water bottle behind them.
And then, she jumps back with a startled yelp.
“What’s wrong?” Anakin asks, instantly tense.
“That!” she squeaks, “Why do I see that thing in my water?”
“Don’t touch it,” Rex warns, standing instantly. He doesn’t even want to look again, but against his better judgment, he follows her gaze, and sure enough a miniature version of the thing is swimming around in the bottle. “I saw something like that, right before I… was transported.”
But if it’s influencing Ahsoka too now, that’s bad. How does he know how much longer any of them will be able to act remotely level-headed?
“Seeing it does something to everyone,” Anakin responds grimly, “I am forming a Force-bond with it. I expect this is part of how it manipulates our minds.” That isn’t ominous or anything. It sends a chill through Rex, just thinking about having a connection with this thing, even if it’s in a way he doesn’t really understand.
Ahsoka makes a face. “Me too. It feels so dark and… I don’t know, dirty.”
Anakin nods, sighing. “Do not touch anything you see it in, right now. We should return to Naboo, to see where it is now.”
Rex really doesn’t want to do that, with how jittery the thing is making him feel, but it’s ridiculous to want to hide from a twisted sea monster, when he fought Dooku’s assassin head-on, right at the beginning of the war. So, he has no idea why this creature is far scarier.
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rains-of-words · 1 year
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I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable.
PVRIS, “What’s Wrong”
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windupiceheart · 8 months
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ffxivwrite #3 - Respite
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wc. 604, around the end of Post Heavensward, B'ig and Alviss Slightly suggestive?
Knock, knock
Alviss Striker put down his quill. He stretched his neck before heading to the front of the room. When he opened the door, he saw a Miqo’te with short, dark blue hair. 
…B’ig Nunh? It had been a couple months since the last time he had seen him, but this was quite a drastic change in appearance. Usually, he would be sporting a shiny, bright coloured top with his peculiar choice of coeurl beach briefs, despite not being on the beach, and his signature moogle hat with the heart pom. 
Alviss didn’t actually know when B’ig started dressing like this. He remembered when he had left the city to go adventuring with who he now knew was the Warrior of Light, and when he came back to visit, let’s say you couldn’t miss him. But the man in front of him… His hair was short and messy. He wore a plain, white shirt and black pants. He didn’t look like he was in the best condition either, a dark bruise dark on his left cheek.
“Come in,” Alviss guided him inside and sat him on one of the patient beds. He looked down at him for a second before he bent down to inspect his cheek. B’ig didn’t seem particularly chatty– he usually was. 
“What happened?” Alviss asked as he grazed his thumb gently against the bruise on B’ig’s cheek. B’ig averted his eyes and he stiffened, his arms pressed closer toward his body, like he was trying to make himself smaller. Alviss took that as a sign that he didn’t want to talk. He sighed and focused his aether to the tips of his fingers. He could see the flow of aether running through B’ig’s face and he used that to guide him as he healed the bruise. As his fingers slowly dragged across the Miqo’te’s cheek, the bruise disappeared. “There.” 
“Thanks Alviss,” B’ig started to get up, but Alviss firmly placed his hand on his shoulder to keep him sat. 
“Wait, take off your shirt. I should check the rest of you before you leave.” Any other time this would be a tease, but he genuinely did want to make sure he wasn’t hurt anywhere else before he left. B’ig nodded and pulled his shirt off. 
It wasn’t nearly as bad as he thought it would be, but there were still some scratches and bruises. Not abnormal for any adventurer in any case, but he might as well fix him up if he was already here. Like he did for the bruise, he again focused his aether to his fingertips. Carefully, he brushed his hand along B’ig’s abdomen. B’ig flinch at his touch. Alviss smirked as he looked up to see B’ig’s face slightly flushed. But tonight, he thought to let him off easy. He seemed to be going through something.
“Okay, I’m finished.” He handed B’ig his shirt and stood up straight. “I won’t pry. You don’t have to tell me, but I hope you have someone else you can talk to about it. Be safe, B’ig.” 
Alviss started to turn around to go back to his desk and finish up his paperwork, but he felt a little tub at the bottom of his shirt. He looked behind him to see B’ig holding on to the hem of his shirt. B’ig looked up at him with a shy expression. “Can I stay the night?”
Alviss studied his pitiful face, debating if it would be the right thing to do. But to turn him away would be like kicking a sad kitten. 
“Come here,” he said, leading B’ig Nunh upstairs.
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peculiary · 8 months
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Fantastic Four #571 September 23, 2009
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srotd · 7 months
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yippee ki yay, it's not my blood
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allo-frouto · 1 year
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The male urge to passionately make out with your pussy until my face and chest get covered in your juices
A male urge indeed.
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dinosaurwithablog · 5 months
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Do you know what I think the most dangerous thing on this planet is?.... apathy. The people who know how wrong things are, who know how wrong things have become and they just sit there making the problem worse through inaction. How do you do nothing when you see an abomination before you? How do you close your eyes and your heart and just sit there pretending it's all good? A better question is why would you do that? WTF? Who are more guilty? Those who act poorly because they are ignorant or scared or just plain stupid or those who know the depths of the wrongs being committed and just sit there allowing it to go on? I think it's the latter. People have to start making a positive impact on this world. It's easy. It's in your heart. You just have to look for it. Start off by doing something that seems simple. Feed the homeless. Buy school supplies for kids. Help build houses. Whatever. You'll find that simple acts of kindness are far from simple. They make a major difference. And they make you feel sooooooo good inside. And they help the world be a better, healthier place in which to live. Then, move on to standing up for people. For their rights. For their choices. Even if you don't agree or understand them, they deserve to be seen and heard. They deserve to be who they are meant to be. You will find that many of these people are wonderful individuals who will enrich your life. Help as many people as you can. Sometimes, something as simple as a smile can make the difference in another's life. Just to feel like someone cares and to be seen is a great gift. I could go on. I'm sure that you've noticed that I do that. I, truly, mean what I say and feel it deeply in my heart so I get carried away. There's sooooooo much that needs to be fixed. It gets to me. I have fought for everything for most of my life. Hell, I'm still fighting. Yet still, I know for a fact that it would've been easier if the people I've encountered in my life had all worked together. For me and for them. So that's what I do now. I help. Everyone that I can. As much as I can. It feels great and it makes a difference. Please join me in this endeavor. If you talk to others, you will find out what they need and most times, you can help. Sometimes, just your taking time to listen helps more than you know. As I always say... be the change you want to see in the world. I must add as long as it's positive and inclusive and it moves our species in the right direction. The love you possess in your heart is what it's gonna take to fix our broken world. It's very, very powerful and it's right there waiting to be used. Somehow, after living through hell and surviving it, I still see the beauty in people. Go for it. We're worth it. Help others and you will help yourself. Win win
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euesworld · 1 year
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"Your eyes lover!! What's wrong with them? They look extra beautiful today just like you.."
You look beautiful every day but you look extra beautiful today - eUë
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ub-sessed · 2 years
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“If you’re not angry, then what’s wrong?”
“How do you want the list sorted? By time stamp or degree of survivability?”
--Network Effect, by Martha Wells, 2020
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just-eyobis · 1 year
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You ever take a drink of water when thirsty and it just doesn't hit right?
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delemenko · 1 year
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Look, I love the music video for Still Feel, but the choreography for What’s Wrong is absolute fire and deserves more appreciation, just sayin’. Case in point:
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxtL-oq3DRFev6piUo0-krISs8ED1sLDsR
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lonelywithdreams · 2 years
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Again, today is one of those days when I don't know who I am anymore....
Like....am I human ?
Am I really alive ?
If so then who I am ?
Male ? Female ? A kid ? An adult ?
Am I only one in the body or are there more of 'us' ?
Who is there ?
Can we be happy ?
Shall we die ?
I don't know anymore.....
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