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thebleedingwriter · 2 days

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Two people who were meant to be but the timings was just fucked up

#deep quotes #love quotes #quoteoftheday #relationship quotes #quotes #book quotes #inspiring quotes #feelings #break up #unrequited love #2am thoughts #spilled ink #spilled poetry

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wordstome · 4 months

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SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED A BIG TALL GUY WHO GOES “!!! 😳” WHEN YOU FLIRT WITH HIM OKAY. SORRY FOR HAVING GOOD TASTE!!!!!!

#I’m not actually mad at anyone or responding to anything #I’m just in one of those moods I get where I’m furiously madly in love with König and can’t stop thinking about him #könig #konig #könig cod #konig cod #König x reader #König x you #konig x reader #konig x you #cod #call of duty #2am thoughts #Bucca speaks

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that-wildwolf · 4 months

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Ideologically I like the idea of tone indicators but the way it is implemented in practice makes me want to scream in rage at the sky. don't call me a piece of shit all of a sudden. hj means handjob. gen means general. why have you kids chosen specifically abbreviations that already exist in internet culture I'm insane. Nothing hurts as much as a good idea with terrible execution.

#wild rambles #2am thoughts #no really #the kids wanted an accessibility feature to help with reading the tone of a message and ended up with the opposite #because as this works it just makes the tone and meaning MORE confusing #modern tragedy

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noctisarcanae · 5 months

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Sometimes, late at night, He comes to me, comforts me, guides me.

#theistic satanism #satan #satanism #witch #devil #demonolatry #witchcraft #lucifer #demons #dark #demonolatress #2am thoughts #2am devotion bc he's so important

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laylaeelfaouly · 5 months

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ok but if I dropped a copy of my masters dissertation on goncharov (1973) would anyone even want that

#2am thoughts #i need to go to bed #Goncharov #goncharov (1973)#gonchposting #50th anniversary seems like a good time #edit: if you’re lookin it’s in the reblogs <3

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mistysblueboxstuff · 5 months

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artists friends, pls don't compare yourselves to others

you're on your own journey

be kind to yourself and be proud of your work

(and pls also remember that the number of followers, likes, comments etc does NOT determine your or your art's worth okay you are amazing and ily)

#2am thoughts

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coffeemimicknownaspinoybean · 3 months

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"Stuck"

#art #artblr #illustration #artists on tumblr #artph #pigeon #my art #birb #mini comic #my comic #birb art #birdblr #bird art #ink art #ink drawing #2am thoughts #some very verbose pigeons tbh #drawing

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aemondsmoon · 10 months

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my favorite head canon is that Aemond rehearsed the dinner toast and was like yes I’m gonna make a dramatic pause before i say strong.

#aemond targaryen #sorry i had to say it #2am thoughts

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cubikzoa · 1 year

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fantasy nerds are always like “waaah waaah being immortal would SUCK bc you’re alone forever and your significant other always dies and humanity moves on without you 😢”

meanwhile I’m over here rolling my eyes heartily bc I’m an ADHD aroace introvert with an extreme passion for knowledge and cool shit, if I was gifted immortality I’d promptly fuck off to go hyperfocus for a couple centuries or just travel the globe until my feet fell off, I could procrastinate for 57 years and it wouldn’t matter, if we discover aliens 300 years from now I’ll get to see ‘em and you idiots WON’T, I will outlive both Jeff Bezos and my villainous student debt, I will experience infinite awesomeness and be perfectly content with my zest for the Loner Life™️, you cannot deprive me of this astounding opportunity go sit in the corner and suck on your loser lollipops of limited thinking and cry

#yes I’m the best #immortality yo #adhd #immortality #*awards myself a gold medal*#fantasy #plot holes #worldbuilding #shitposts #2am thoughts #deep thinking #vanilla extract #tumblr culture #any supernatural entities gonna take me up on my hubris orrrr…..#fantasy writing #fantasy worldbuilding #im fueled by spite and curiosity 1000000%#basically I’m an honorary stem major but I can’t do math for shit #doodle says

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anonymergremlin · 6 months

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[Name] works on something important. Eyes focused on said thing.

P watches them, slightly staring.

"Got your eyes on something nice, pretty boy?", [Name] says while looking from the corner of their eye.

He wides his eyes, a slightly gasp leaving his lips.

[Name] turns around, finger placed under his chin, moving it so he looks straight at them. "I hope you don't mind me staring at someone as pretty as you"

#lies of p #lies of p x reader #headcanon #2am thoughts #i am all down for switch p with slightly leaning more into sub

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wordstome · 4 months

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symbiote König x reader

I'm not allowed to start any new aus/stories until I finish a few, but I need to expel these worms from my brain. (also remind me to write something about Eddie Brock/Symbiote Ghoap x reader later)

I don't know if you guys know much about Venom lore, but symbiotes don't have a default system of morality: they take on the same traits and moral values as their hosts. They were created as a sort of world-conquering mindless evil force, but when symbiotes bonded to hosts who wanted to do good, they took on those moralities and became ashamed of their purpose. After they imprisoned the dude who made them to be evil (Knull, btw) they just made up a lie that their species was naturally benevolent.

So picture this: symbiote König who's been captured alongside several others of his kind and brought to Earth by the Life Foundation to study their abilities. I like the idea of symbiote König being similar to Eddie Brock's Venom: he's had bad and good hosts, but the bad ones fucked him up really bad, so now he's the König we know: arrogant and confident in his proficiency in violence, but deeply awkward, lonely, and lost. Getting kidnapped and taken to yet another foreign planet to be poked and prodded and experimented on is just his luck.

But then there's you. A pretty little scientist, not much more than a lab assistant, really. Your first encounter with him consists of you touching a finger to the glass of his prison, and him, curious, moving himself to press his inky dark goop where your skin presses against the glass. You giggle before quickly remembering yourself and skittering away. Symbiotes aren't fond of sounds, but he wouldn't mind hearing that one again...

It's little encounters like that that endears you to him. It didn't take him long to decide he hated humans: they're slow and unintelligent and nowhere near as elegant of a killer as he is, and yet they've managed to trap him and torment him. He's quickly noted as being the most unpredictable and violent of the captured symbiotes. But he likes you, who visits him and talks to him. To you, it doesn't mean much: you may as well be talking to a lab rat, finding an outlet to vent your frustrations about your insane work hours, demanding managers, and meagre pay. To him, he's absorbing everything you tell him, longing to touch you without glass in the way. What would it be like to bond with you, he wonders? To merge symbiote with flesh, and become two moving as one?

He'd like to be inside you, in more ways than one perhaps.

He may have fucked that up, though. It wasn't his fault, that day. They were starving him, these idiotic humans, starving all of them. He had no choice but to eviscerate and wholly consume the poor man sent into his glass cage. But you had been watching, eyes wide in terror, as blood and viscera burst everywhere. If he had a heart, it would have ached as he watched you skitter away...

And yet...there may be something deeply wrong with you, just as there is something wrong with him. Because you're back the next day, a new fascination in your eyes. Instead of talking at him, you talk to him now, asking him questions he only wishes he could answer. If he could just reach you, he could communicate...

König gets his wish the day it all goes awry. A whistleblower breaks in and makes off with one of his breathren, and the next person to stumble upon the scene is his little scientist, who doesn't hesitate to start smashing the glass of his prison. "It's not right," you mutter over and over again. "It's not right..."

He can detect your heartbeat speeding up as he drags himself across the floor to reach you. You shy away out of instinct, and he pauses. There are alarms ringing out now, awful terrible loud sounds, and he would prefer to get out of here immediately, but he refuses to do anything that would drive you away for good. He watches as you heave a deep shaky breath, then reach out a hand to him.

He glides up your hand and wrist, working his way into your body, the symbiosis instant and easy. You're a perfect match. He knew you would be. The armed guards burst through the door, but you have nothing to worry about as he envelops your body. You become a six foot ten behemoth, face hidden by what almost looks like a veil—something he picked up from a former host. You're barely aware of what's happening, too overwhelmed and confused to parse what's going on. But he knows what he's doing.

After he gets you to safety, the two of you will have all the time in the world to get to know each other.

#könig #könig x reader #könig x you #konig #konig x reader #konig x you #könig cod #konig cod #call of duty #cod #wrote this at 4am forgive me if it's not up to par #2am thoughts #symbiote au

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jerseryjers · 4 months

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Tear open my skin like a fucking pomegranate, gnaw on my sweet insides. Let the juices run down your chin. Suck on my ribs to get every last drop of my love. Snarl at the ones who try to take even a nibble, you know I’m all yours; all for you.

#2am thoughts #drabble #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #poetry #love poem #cannibalism as a metaphor for love #pomegranate #tear me apart

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lua-pele · 1 month

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The rain just stopped and it's quarter to three in the morning. I couldn't sleep because my head kept playing with the memories we had together.. it hurts so bad. I looked at the pictures of you i kept in my google drive..

"I want to forget you"

I'm pleading.. hardly pleading my heart to forget you..