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#Dear Monday
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dear monday,
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still working on my never forget forget forgetting you 😔
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jhkluesynorgee · 1 year
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s2labs · 1 year
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Dear Monday, my mama doesn’t like you and she likes everyone.
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pulpbeing · 2 months
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put a collar on that guy and put his contact down as 'puppy'💭
he calls HIMSELF a lapdog, YOUR lapdog. it'd be almost too easy to get him to bark and keep that collar on. everyone knows who "puppy" is when he flashes up on your phone. everyone knows that eager smile of his when you walk into a room or escort him out of his MBCC cell and right into your office. everyone knows he's yours when it's always him at your side no matter the mission, his hand in yours or your arm around his waist, him on your lap or fiddling with the gorgeous collar on his neck.
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aretis · 5 months
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Good morning dear friends!! Happy Monday,new week☕️😘
Όμορφη καλημέρα σε όλους σας!! Καλή εβδομάδα!!
27-11-23
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mondstalgia · 4 months
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BL ships that I will never forget:
In a few weeks it's gonna be 14 years of obsessing over queer media, especially BL, so here are the ships always on my mind in no particular order.
Arata & Shingyouji (Takumi-kun Series 4: Pure, 2010): Listen the Takumi-kun Series from 2007 to like 2011 was my life as a (pre-)teen. In hindsight really sketchy but anyway haha. Those two really caught my eye back then though (especially their racy kisses) and I was happy they got their own bigger part in one of the movies.
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Evan & Isak (Skam Season 3, 2016): Was there a queer European teen that wasn't obsessed with this season of Skam? I remember re-watching it so many times I could recite their text without speaking Norwegian. Plenty of beautiful Skam universe parallel couples out there but these two will remain the iconic blueprint.
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ChenAi (Kiseki: Dear to me, 2023): Almost unfair to put them on here but seeing how I haven't been able to think about any other ship every single day for the last 3 months, I feel like it's justified. They just have everything I want and need to get hyperfixated on.
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Seiryo & Yuzuru (Seven Days, 2015): Oh my, the way I loved this silly concept and how funny it was yet they managed to get me all emotionally involved in the span of two movies? Insane chemistry and just..everything I needed back then. Especially since it was then one of the very few BL's I saw without a sad ending.
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KornKnock (Bad Romance 2016, Together With Me 2017 - 2018): Listen, plot wise Manner of Death is the absolute height to me but when it comes to MaxTul I will never forget them as Korn and Knock in these series. Forever grateful to all the fanvids that led me to finding my BL fathers. Chemistry forever out of this world. Also shout out to Yiwha, best female character in any BL and my wife.
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WinTeam (Until We Meet Again 2019, Between Us 2023): The couple that made me aware of what second lead syndrome was because I waited so long for more of them, it felt eternal. I don't think I will ever get tired of these two.
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VegasPete (KinnPorsche, 2022): Who said I couldn't like a toxic ship? These two took me by surprise, I didnt even know they were going to be a ship in the series. Definitely acknowledging how fucked up they are yet at the same time it's the forst toxic ship that really got me. I love them, in my own weird way.
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HaoGu (HIStory 3: Make Our Days Count, 2019): I mourned them like I have mourned no other couple. I should have known from the title but they really lead me astray. My beautiful boys, the star crossed lovers. They still get me emotional now, I might go cry now.
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Hira & Kiyoi (Utsukushii Kare, 2021 - 2023): Before ChenAi there were Hira and Kiyoi who absolutely owned my heart. I love how misunderstood by BL fans they were who claimed their toxicity. Meanwhile I simply love how weird their relationship is and getting to see a real Tsundere in action. I'm obsessed with them.
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Honourable Mention: Kim Jae Wook as Min Sun Woo in Antique Bakery, 2008. The very first gay character I saw in Korean media. Forever iconic, forever in my heart.
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kdinjenzen · 2 years
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Me: *is a big titty trans woman werewolf VTuber*
My Twitch Chat: We know the EXACT gift to give you!
The Gift:
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nerosdayinanime · 1 month
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happy heartbreak sabigiyuu sunday
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wwerhea · 8 months
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# she really is for the gays
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vero-niche · 8 months
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may mr bungo help us all next week
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wait does this mean you’ll be able to explore the update when it drops now? because of the new date? or is the case still the same?
no ok this answer is sooooo Funny bc uh
well apparently due to a Christmas Miracle i don't start working this week, today was just orientation. so i Would have been able to actually make it.
but now? WHO KNOWS!!!! WHO FUCKING KNOWS!!! i dont have my schedule yet!!! i'll get it by wednesday!!! so!!! with my continuously Dogshit luck! the case is still very much the same!
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bleuu-moon · 3 months
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the forced mean energy that literally exudes from some accounts on here makes me cringe like chill the fuck out
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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years
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Dear Darling
“Please, I have a daughter.” The statement comes out as a plea for mercy and to anyone else it would seem genuine, but not to them.
They know that he’s using it an excuse to spare his life, they know he doesn’t truly care about his own flesh and blood.
“A daughter-“ The wicked little bitch pleads with them, clasping her hands in an attempt to mercy that falls short.
“Hi sweetheart,” Bucky turns his back on the couple and takes a few steps to crouch near the wall, peering down at the small child, “you shouldn’t be watching this.”
She’s out of bed and wide eyed, curious about the two men standing before her father and step-mother. Her hands are clutching the wall and she should be scared but Bucky knows that her penchant for mischief and curiosity is unbound.
“Who are you?” She questions with a tilt of her head, and Bucky feels a bubbling laugh building in his throat.
“My name is Bucky, and that’s my friend Steve.”
“What’s gonna happen?” Bucky’s slips stretch and the appearance of fangs protrude form his lips, and his hand flexes with every beat of the child’s heart.
“Nothing you need to worry about. I have something for you.” From behind his back, Bucky pulls a stuffed rabbit that seems lifelike with soft browned fur and a cute button nose.
“Its cute.” He smiles again at her awing, handing it over with a gentle pat to her head.
“Go back to bed, honey. You’ll be safe in your bed.”
He waits until she’s gone and then he stands, his jaw clenching and thirst hitting him dead on. He turns slowly, watching his partner holding the couple still with an underlying threat.
“If you touch anything that belongs to that sweet child,” Bucky’s voice is deep and intense, his huskiness akin to deadly rage, “we’ll disembowel you.”
“To start.” Steve finishes with a deep seeded growl, a few pops and cracks of his bones a sign of his ability to shift on the fly. “Now…we need to discuss a few things-“
“I don’t have it!” The quim cries, shaking and holding his hands up for safety. “Please, you can have her-“
“Her?” Steve reaches for the front of his shirt and lifts him clean off the ground, the tips of his toes hovering against the floor. “You can’t give away what doesn’t belong to you.”
“My daughter-“ he attempts again, and finds it shot down.
“-will be getting gifts from now on. They are for her and her alone and if you touch them, if you try and pawn them off, you’re going to die.” Bucky warns once and the man is dropped back down to the floor, his wife clinging to him.
“You still have a debt owed, and we will be back to collect payment. Gradually.” Steve straightens himself out and clears his throat, glancing over his shoulder to gaze upon Bucky.
“She likes the rabbit, already asleep.”
“Good.” Steve steps away from the couple and turns sharply, striding toward Bucky. “Let’s go, we have another few stops to make tonight.”
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The climb is jaunting as you attempt to scale the side of the house to get back into your room. The light is dimmed from the new moon and there’s a distinct lack of sound surrounding the house, but from within the house you can hear the toxic and twisted sound of your father and step-mother.
She’s shrieking like she usually does, a ploy to make your father feel better about his impudence and you feel nauseous when you hear him asking her how it feels. There’s nothing more than the sound of them that makes you feel as sick, and you’re quick to climb into your bedroom and slam the window shut behind you.
However as you turn to your bed, you find that all sound has been erased anyway. It’s muffled and quieted by the gift that’s sitting squarely in the middle and the letter written in thick stationary. You’ve had gifts like this before, once a year for every Christmas and your birthday, and of course Valentine’s Day.
They started out cute when you were younger, stuffed bears and little charms, a jewelry box or new colouring books. As you got older the gifts had become more suited to your age like journals and sketchbooks, perfectly balanced perfumes and jewelry.
However your favourite had been a music box that came when you turned 16. It was beautiful and well crafted, it depicted an image of a wolf howling while a ballerina danced to the moonlight skyline. It was your most prized possession, it was beautiful and breathtaking.
And the music box had come with the delivery of a modest, safe vehicle signed in your name and completely free. It was a gift from someone who had sponsored parts of your life and only left a few short words in letters occasionally.
Dear Darling, the letters began, the newest was no exception.
You loved the letters and loved the gifts, especially since your father and step-mother had in no small measure tried to forget you were still around.
Dear Darling,
Hope this finds you well, you’re turning 19 soon sweet girl. This gift is smaller than the ones in the past, but it’s no less beautiful. Stay safe sweet girl and keep your head up, you’re doing amazing sweetie.
SR & BB
You sat on the bed and grasped the box, holding it securely as you lift the lid and gazed at the charm bracelet sitting inside. It was resting on a velour pillow with a few pretty charms hanging off the bracelet, all of which were detailed and immaculate.
A wolf howling at the moon was next to a bat hanging upside down with its wings spread. There was a detailed rose that looked as if it was embedded with tiny little rubies to make the petals, and the final charm was your initials.
“Its beautiful,” you crooned and lift it from the box, looking over every immaculate detail before slipping it on your wrist, “I love it.”
You had no memory of who was giving you these gifts, but with every gift had come a feeling of security and wanting.
Every gift was catered to you, and every gift made you feel like a princess.
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simplegenius042 · 17 days
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Music Monday
Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @softtidesworld @direwombat @starsandskies @strafethesesinners @strangefable @corvosattano @carlosoliveiraa @cloudofbutterflies92 @cassietrn @voidika @onehornedbeast @adelaidedrubman @nightbloodbix @aceghosts @turbo-virgins @minilev @g0dspeeed @josephseedismyfather @josephslittledeputy @titiagls @derelictheretic @afarcryfrommymain @megraen @shallow-gravy @softtidesworld @snake-in-the-garden @wrathfulrook @shellibisshe @chazz-anova @purplehairsecretlair @florbelles @inafieldofdaisies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @skoll-sun-eater @thewanderer-000 and @yokobai
Hey guys, I'm back! Three songs; one for an OC, one for a relationship between OCs, and lastly one for a fic. Respectively all in Life, Despair & Monsters, The UnTitledverse and lastly Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. Listen and read under the cut:
In the Life, Despair & Monsters, Sir Enigma Malvolio is the main antagonist who is the catalyst of the protagonists pain and the reason to why events such as these are existing. Though seemingly looking like a short human, Malvolio is actually what's called a "Displacement"; a term used for creatures from unknown and not categorized dimensions which "displace" themselves into another reality by using Breaches (tears in reality due to unstable flux of time or because something damaged reality previously). As the Director of the Ruins of the Midnight Rise, Malvolio is driven by the need to "evolve" humans, who he sees as the pinnacle of potential to become something more, however is willfully ignorant of the "weaker" side of human nature and only believes that his twisted view on how to progress humans to a satisfying state is the correct way. By horrifically experimenting on them and attempting to remove empathy and physical weakness, he merely leaves them scarred for life and often mutilated or transformed into something else. Malvolio's view on human morality and ethics is disdain towards these "rules that set back scientific and evolutionary progression for decades more" and ultimately concludes "humans are better off without them", and due to his interdimensional nature and consequence "dog who must progress to using sticks and stones in order to eat other dog so he can survive and teach more dogs this progression to further the species" viewpoint, Malvolio can never empathise or realise how wrong his extreme actions are. However, in this song, there is the implication that Malvolio has begun to enjoy creating this horrific despair on humans. Listen below:
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"I've got to hand it to you You've played by all the same rules It takes the truth to fool me And now you've made me angry
I can't decide whether you should live or die Oh, you'll probably go to Heaven Please don't hang your head and cry No wonder why my heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified Lock the doors and close the blinds We're going for a ride
Oh, I could throw you in the lake Or feed you poisoned birthday cake I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone Oh, I could bury you alive But you might crawl out with a knife And kill me when I'm sleeping, that's why..."
Next song is for The UnTitledverse, specifically the friendship between The Perfect Storm saga's three main protagonists; Joaquin Cobalt (a rather ordinary boy who lived with his foster/adopted-sister), Calvin Dearing (the spirit of a cartoonist from the 1930s) and lastly Mario Emmet (a shapeshifting meat-eating alien with minor reality-manipulation). Before the events of The Perfect Storm saga (and getting sucked into the Multiverse), Joaquin, Calvin and Mario knew each other. Joaquin viewed Calvin and Mario as older siblings (like Lisa), while Calvin and Mario viewed each other as friends (who have similar experiences with losing time from their lives). By the time of The UnTitledverse, Calvin is trying to search for both Mario and Joaquin, get them back home, and though the three dearly miss each other, they still have issues (both external and internal) that they must deal with. I believe Colors encapsulates the emotion felt throughout this journey of breaking friendship, regret, longing, restoration of a fire-forged bond and the bittersweet leaning towards melancholy at the end of the first saga. Listen below:
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"Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so You said your mother only smiled on her TV show You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope I hope you make it to the day your 28 year old
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise You're spilling like an overflowing sink You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue
Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through I know I've only felt religion when I've lied with you He said, "You'll never be forgiven till your boys are too." And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you.
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise You're spilling like an overflowing sink You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue
Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue
You were red And you liked me 'cause I was blue But you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky And you decided purple just wasn't for you
Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I'm covered in the colors Pulled apart at the seems And it's blue And it's blue
Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means And he's blue And he's blue
Everything is blue Everything is blue Everything is blue Everything is blue."
And lastly a song for my AU adaption fic of Six Of Crows called How Good Is A Heist If It's Improvised? in Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, where in a (pre-)modern day equivalent of the fictional Ketterdam (which would be the Netherlands), the Dregs pick up two more strays; the chatty and (seemingly) crass Isiah Popov and the curt if menacing Gemini Teal, both of whom have a dislike for each other. In this fic, Isiah and Gemini (future companions of Silva and Ezekiel in the Far Cry 5 & New Dawn fics) learn to navigate robbing people without trying to kill one another and let the whole team down (despite being slightly older than the teen team), and appreciate the skills both have without snide comebacks, and eventually grow into vitriolic best buds while trying to survive a ridiculously unlucky heist. Song below:
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"Sorry, I ain't got no money I'm not trying to be funny But I left it all at home today
You can call me what you wanna I ain't giving you a dollar This time I ain't gonna run away
You might knock me down You might knock me down But I will get back again
You can call me what you wanna I ain't giving you a dollar This time I ain't gonna run away Run away, run away
This time, this time This time, this time I ain't gonna Run, run, run, run Not this time
Not this time Not this time Not this time!"
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traumainpyjamas · 2 months
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JOHNNY \\ 240226 NCT Johnny Instagram Live
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aretakh · 3 months
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