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mx-darling-1 · 1 year

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Hello, I can ask for a request.. I could make a fanfic where all the Welcome characters appear in the real world, mainly in the reader's house. Now they and the reader have to share a house and try to find some way to send them back to their world... I think it would be cool for a story

(Bonus: maybe while changing channels on TV, they come across another puppet show)

That could be really interesting! I'll see what I can do! Tw: Wally has seperation anxiety and a minor panic attack

Wally Darling x GN reader Real World Jealousy

Its been a couple weeks since the characters from your favorite childhood tv show suddenly appeared in your house. Youve slowly been getting used to it, although its been hard hiding them from the public eye. Well, Barnaby is 8ft tall after all. Its much easier to sneak Wally around, so you often spend more time with him and Julie. Although, and you would never tell the others this, you definitely preferred spending time with Wally. He was always your favorite character and you guessed that just bled into adult hood.

Over these past couple of weeks Wally had begun to cling to you. As soon as he appeared in your home it was like he already knew you. And, little did you know that he did know you, he's watched you since you were little, and you were always his favorite watcher. The longer he got to be by your side, the more he craved your attention. It was the most important thing to him now. And he almost felt guilty, all his friends were trying to figure out how to get home, but he never wanted to leave. He would even get irritated at his friends whenever they got to close to you or took to much of your attention, overall he seemed very snappy to everyone but you. You didnt seem to notice at all, until the day you were just flipping through some TV channels.

You didnt think it was a big deal, flipping some channels just to find something to watch. Wally was getting some beauty sleep and you were on the couch with Julie and Barnaby. They usually enjoyed more childish shows so you were scrolling through one of the kids channels when you came across Sesame Street, without really thinking about it, you put it on the TV to watch. You notice the tone in the room shift and suddenly a door from somewhere behind you slams open hitting a wall. Your head slams back as you look for whoever slammed the door, only to see Wally staring at the screen in absolute disdain, and you couldn't get over how terrifying it was. Wally never stopped smiling, but it was obvious that he was pissed as he walked over to the couch.

Wally just grabbed the remote, turning the TV off before turning back to look at you. "Sesame Street? Are you trying to replace us neighbor? Why would you want to replace us? We are supposed to be your favorite! I'M supposed to be your favorite!!" His voice was becoming more frantic, and you didnt even notice all the other puppets leaving the room as Wallys actions became desperate, walking closer and closer to you. He grabbed your hands, staring eye level with you although you were seated on the couch and he was standing.

"Wally...hey now..." He became even more desperate, pleading with you. "Please [Name], please dont leave us. Please dont abandon us. Dont abandon me..please please plea-" As tears streamed down your face you pulled Wally closer to you, causing him to go limp in your arms. You couldnt help this overwhelming sadness that took over you as you became desperate to help him, your favorite Wally Darling. "Hey, Wally. I'm never going to leave you, I will never replace you. For you and your neighbors, Welcome home will always be my favorite. No silly puppet show is going to change that. And you will always be my favorite, my Darling. So please Wally, never think like that again." Gently you grabbed Wallys face and placed kisses across it. You could feel Wally melting in your arms as he smiled up at you. "You really mean it neighbor?" You nod softly, smiling at him as you see his lovesick relieved expression. "Of course, and I'll always mean it Wally, even when you guys find your way back home."

Im not too sure how I feel about this one, but hopefully it lived up to expectations! Its a bit short since i wrote more but tumbler deleted it😭

#wally darling #welcome home #wally darling x reader #oneshot #x reader #human reader #gn reader #gender nuetral reader #wally darling has seperation anxiety #wally darling really needs a hug #time to comfort the puppet man #jealous wally darling

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candy8448 · 2 months

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Photo (for the one word prompt)

Used a fic idea i had since i basically joined this fandom but never wrote so i got carried away and wrote 1580 words 0.0

This fic idea came to me when playing totk for the first time when it first came out, i took a photo of the old champions photo and put it in the gallery of my new house

Get ready for some fluff! (From me? I know, shocking!)

Send me a one word writing prompt

"And this room, i actually made with you guys in mind... i didn't have space for full beds but those mattresses are a lot comfier than a sleeping roll. Sometimes i even prefered sleeping in here than in my own bedroom," imagining that i was still with you lot, he left out. Wild turned back to the chain as he finished showing them around his new home. Twilight glanced around, noting something,

"Where is the champions photo? I thought of all things you would want to bring, it would be that?"

Wild tried to hide his upset expression, "well, Zelda kept it... and she is the one with all the real memories of them... so its okay"

He tried not to think about losing the champions photo, but he couldnt help but think it was like loosing them all over again. Still, nothing would come from burdening the chain with his emotions.

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The next day, while Wild was out running errands, Legend burst into their shared room on the top floor, canvas and paints in his arms, dumping them on the table in the center of the room,

"We're painting him a new one."

"What?"

"You saw how sad he looked when he didn't have the champion's photo; we are repainting him a new one"

Warriors grinned at the vet, "wow, didn't know you were soft, collector."

That earned a glare, "You never know when you could lose someone, sometimes you need something to keep their memory alive, like a song, or a picture."

A few of them nodded in agreement.

"Right, who's doing what?" Time said as they all gathered around the table.

Wind's hand shot up first, "ooh, OOH! I can draw! Let me draw it!"

Legend looked at him, "okay, you do the sketch and i do the painting, BUT im gonna check over the sketch before we're done" ever the perfectionist.

Sky nudged Four, "bet we can make a pretty good frame eh?" Four grinned back and nodded, running off to find somewhere he could start.

Roles were assigned to each member: Four and Sky would work on a frame, Wind would sketch and Legend would paint, Warriors would find Flora and ask to borrow the original photo as reference, Time would also go with him to learn more about the champions, and finally, Hyrule and Twilight, having no artistic skill and being the closest to their cook would distract Wild until the painting was finished. It was a good plan, and they began too work.

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Legend and Wind sat in the top room all day, Wind was getting frustrated at how the sketch was just not looking right, Legend came to pull the pencil away,

"No you do it like this!" He said, rubbing out a piece of the drawing and sketching it on himself. Wind's eyes widened in understanding, and he grabbed the pencil again, fixing up other similar mistakes. Legend noted that the rito happened to look the best and he had to wonder if that was because it was the only race outside of hylians he had a lot of experience with. Wind noticed the same thing. He almost felt the spirit of the rito looking smug as he pridefully gloated on the others, and Wind giggled.

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"It's really nice you're doing this for him, i wasn't aware that he would feel upset that i kept the photo. I thought he would come and tell me if something was upsetting him," Flora said as they sat around the table in her own house in Hateno village. Warriors and Time had told Wild that they wanted to speak to her and Wild, being unsuspecting at the two 'leaders' of the group wanting to gather information, called Zelda over with the Purah Pad. She had teleported to them with the old Sheika Slate and Warriors couldn't help but gape at the glowing blue antlers and her purple and blue eyes. Zelda then proceded to take them to her house once they told her they wanted to speak to her in private, much to the displeasure of Wild, who wanted her nearby to make sure she was safe, not that anyone could blame him.

Time smiled at her, "well, hiding one's emotions do seem to come with the hero's spirit"

She nodded uncertainly.

Wars drew the girl's attention, "Can you tell us about the champions? Our friends Sky and Four would like to make a frame and were hoping to make it something special."

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Wild excitedly showed them around Tarrey town and was pulling Twilight and Hyrule along with him. When wild came running back to the house, Twilight first asked to have help with Epona, but because the house stable was already occupied, they had to go to the nearest stable. Hyrule also tagged along, hoping to use up time exploring once Wild's attention would eventually shift from horses to something else. Twilight was currently just following behind them, trying to catch up to the duo and making sure they didn't get hurt.

Wild had decided that it was a good idea to dive off the side of the town and into the water to reach the construction grounds. Twilight tried to stop him but the champion, as slippery as he is, got past him, already with his shirt off and shouting as he went down, followed by a massive splash that almost reached up to them. Twilight sighed and turned around, only to see Hyrule missing from his side. The traveler's laughter joined Wild's own as he knelt on the moving tracks platform and waved at him, Wild waving back as he swam to shore. Twilight sighed harder but smiled, at least his brother seemed in a better mood.

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Sky hummed to the rythm of Four's hammer hitting metal. The skyloftian had decided to join the smithy in the forge to spend time with him. The carving in his hands would theoretically slot into what four was making, the metal to hold the canvas in place and the wood for the details. Sky used what Warriors and the old man had relayed to them from Flora to create intricate markings which he hoped represented the champions. Four hammered away, joining his humming with his own layer to the tune until he stopped hammering and looked at his work, "how does that look?" He asked, sky stood up, halfing his unfinished piece nearby and comparing the two, looking at the but where the two would slide in together, "it looks great!"

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Hyrule excitedly dragged Wild to the top room by his arms. When the champion saw everyone in the room he looked confused, waiting for an answer. "We made something for you" Wind said, ushering him to the table.

Wild walked up to the table to see a canvas resting on it, one with a very familiar image. His breath hitched in his throat as he silently.

It was almost identical to the original image, the champions photo, but newer. Everone in the image looked perfect, careful strokes of paint marking out their individual features. Wild sniffled as he inspected the frame. Wood and metal worked into eachother. The metal sides of the frame had the words "champions ballad" indented in his hylian. The wooden sides had carvings, depicting the four regions the champions came from, it also had things which he knew the champions loved from his scattered memories. There were indentations of more things, and Wild wondered where they got this information from. The frame was detailed, he could also see where the wood and metal intertwined with one another. There were no carvings of the divine beasts, Wild noticed suddenly, no marks of duty; just six friends, together and happy.

Wild worlessly looked up at his traveling companions, and only now noticed the river of tears running down his face.

Twilight stepped forwards, offering Wild a tissue, "legend was the one who suggested we do this because we saw how sad you were about not having the original. He and Wind sketched and painted it. Wars and Time got the original image from Flora and learned about the champions for the details on the frame, which Sky and Four both made. Hyrule and I were distracting you so it could be a surprise"

Wild sniffed, happy tears overflowing him, "th-thank you guys, it really means a lot" his voice cracked, "i-um... can we take a new one? With all of us? If you dont mind" he stuttered.

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Flora held the Purah Pad, looking through the lens. She called out, telling everyone to move around and making sure they were in shot, "Time, move down, yeah like Warriors, you might not be that tall but you are still out of shot" laugheter errupted out of the others, the old man deadpanned before his face returned to his smile. Flora decided to take advantage of everyone's laughing faces, "Ready?" She giggled, borrowing Purah's iconic phrase "Click-" Twilight grinned mischieviously, "-snap!" And pulled everyone in suddenly with his strong arms.

The image was put up next to the champions painting on the top floor where they all slept. Wild took a step back, smiling softly. Everyone had a mixture of shocked and laughing faces, Wild himself, in the middle with a beaming smile and a tear running down his cheek...

Ao3 (oneshot collection)

Ao3 (the fic on its own)

I have notes and headcanons featured in this fic in the end notes of both of the Ao3 versions

Hope you enjoyed! :)

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rand0mfangurlstuff · 24 days

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I'll Look After You - Part 4 - Bucky x Y/N

I just had to write more of this! It's always going on in my head I had to type it out. Thanks so much for all the likes on the previous parts. This is my first time writing so I'm nowhere near as good as most writers on here. Anyways, here we get the moment I'm sure you've been waiting for.

Bucky knew, with absolute certainty, that he was dead. When people spoke of Heaven they mentioned warmth, relaxation, peace. They talked about soft clouds and a feeling of bliss. If that was all true, then Bucky was certainly in Heaven. In which case; John 'Bucky' Egan, for all intents and purposes, was dead.

The last thing he remembered before his death was the sweet sound of Y/N's voice and the taste of vanilla frosting on his tongue. What had happened after that? Did the gods finally say 'It's time John.' and call him home? What would they tell his Ma? What about Buck? He couldnt think too much on that right now, he was basking in pure and utter bliss. There he lay, in his small bed in the infirmary, with Y/N's head on his chest as she slept. Yes, this is Heaven. He thought. With the slightest turn of his head he could smell her hair. Just like the fowers in Ma's garden. He did his best not to move, not to even breathe too much, incase he would disturb her and burst his perfect bubble. He wasn't a fool. He knew Y/N certainly did not intend for this to happen. Tiredness clearly overtook her before she had the chance to move to her quarters or somewhere else more appropriate to sleep. But here she was in his arms, head on his chest. If someone came in here right now and shot him in the head; he would die happy.

When she started to wake, the first thought in her mind was that whatever hard surface she was lying on, it was not her pillow. No, this hard, chisled, impossibly warm surface was not her pillow at all. Confusion filled her brain until she slowly opened her eyes, looked up and were met with two blue eyes staring back at her. 'Oh my God!' She lept from the bed suddenly, the harsh movement hurting Bucky's ribs. 'Easy doll, its just me.' 'What am I doing here? What time is it? Oh my god I'm still in last nights clothes!' She was panicked. She was to start her shift in an hour, and she hadnt even made it to bed! What would her roommates think? What would the other nurses say? If anyone saw her in John Egans cubicle wearing last nights clothes... she may as well find the nearest river and jump. 'Relax, you just fell asleep thats all. I think it was a rather lovely way to end our date.' She spun on her heel. 'It was not a date! I was just wanting to help you sleep.' She put on her shoes as fast as she could. 'Well it worked, I slept like a baby.' He was teasing her, wanting her to tease him back. Wanting that beautiful smile of hers to appear and take the worry from her face. 'I never should have slept here. I have work in an hour!' Bucky couldnt help the teasing smile on his face. 'Well good thing you work here.' 'I'm in last nights clothes! I cant be in work in last nights clothes!' 'I don't mind what clothes you wear darling. You look lovely regardless.' That drew a small smile from her. Success. 'I have other patients other than you you know.' 'But I'm your favourite.' He smirked. He liked this. He liked teasing and flirting and having fun. 'I wouldn't go taking any bets on that Major.' she teased him back. 'Well why else would you leave a dance to come see me?' It was then she remembered that she had never told him she was going to the dance. 'How did you know I was at the dance?' His cheeks went red. He panicked. 'You told me yesterday.' 'No I didnt, I was going to, but then you were being cranky. How'd you know?' 'Well I, I may have overheard you speaking with Croz..'

It was like a lightbulb turned on in her brain. He heard her and Harry speaking. He heard Harry ask her to the dance. That's why he knew she was going. He knew she was going with Harry. A second, brighter lightbulb. Thats why he was in such a bad mood yesterday. She tried, really and truely tried, but the laughter was too much for her small body to contain. She burst into a fit of giggles. She tried to speak in between fits of laughter. 'You,... oh my god, you were.... you....jealous!'

The red in Bucky's cheeks spread to every other part of his body. She knew. She knew his bad mood wasnt due to physical therapy, it was because he knew she was going to the dance with Crosby. Bucky almost wished someone would shoot him in the head. How could he live with this? She knew he was jealous, meaning she knew of his feelings for her, and she was laughing at him. Bucky should have known she wouldnt never see herself with him. The thought of him thinking he had even the slightest chance had her struggling to breath through fits of laughter. Still giggling like a schoolgirl, she said to him, 'Harry is a lovely guy...' Yes, he was aware how lovely Croz was. 'But I don't see him in that way.' What? Hope flickered in his chest. 'Oh, then why did-' 'Because he's a nice guy. And I didn't have anyone else to go to the dance with. Nobody has ever even asked me to a dance before.' She tucked her head as to avoid eye-contact. Embarrased by the confession. Bucky was certain she was lying. 'That's impossible. You're stunning. Anyone would be glad to take you anywhere.' Her smile was so wide it almost split her cheeks. 'Well, Harry is the first person to ever actually ask. So I said yes. It was a bad idea though, I was a terrible date for him.' 'I doubt that.' 'Well, it's not much fun being on a date with someone who is thinking of someone else the whole time is it?' Bucky felt his heart race, he didnt want to be too optimistic; but he couldn't help the fluttering butterflies in his stomach. 'And who might that be?' She smiled, and slowly made her way back to his bed. She sat on the edge of his bed.

She knew it was unprofessional, but she passed unprofessional three nights ago when she first slept in that chair by his bedside. She was nervous. Her hands were shaking and she could hear her heart racing. As she sat next to him on the edge of the bed, she felt a magnetic force pull him towards her. She was crossing a lot of boundries, and there was still and chance he would reject her, but she had to do this. She had to do it because she could barely breathe and words were failing her. She leaned closer to him, looking at his perfect ocean blue eyes and his soft lips. Leaning closer and closer, but at a pace slow enough that he could reject her if he wanted to.

This had to be a hallucination. She was moving towards him in a way that could only mean one thing, she was going to kiss him. He couldnt speak, couldnt move, couldnt breathe. He just sat there as her lips found his. It was soft, gentle, like she was afraid of hurting him. Her soft lips like a whisper against his own. He was intoxicated by her. She overcame every one of his senses. Her touch, her smell, her taste. It was all he could think about. He finally was able to snap out of complete shock and kiss her back. Moving his hand to her soft cheek, Bucky deepened the kiss. Still soft, still slow, still absolutely amazing. After god knows how long, they came up for air. Foreheads touching, they smiled at each other lovingly. 'There's only one man I want dancing with me.'

#masters of the air #callum turner #john bucky egan #john egan #mota #masters of the air fanfic #masters of the air fanfiction #john egan x reader

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vince-linder · 5 months

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A stranger in my house?!

"Johnny?", Vince's ears perked up, there was an usual, strange sound coming from somewhere... "Hmm?", the rockerbopy stopped his guitar play for a second, looking over to his husband. There. Clearly. Some rumbling noise? Vince really couldnt put his finger on it what it was. "Something is off." He was full on Merc mode, carefully scanning his surroundings trying to find out what was bugging him so badly. "What do you mean Vin?" "I dont know. There is... something. I could swear I heard a strange noise from upstairs." Johnny sighed, placing his guitar down and following up his husband upstairs. Vince looked around, followed the noise closely, until they reached their walk in closet. He opened the door and both of them looked inside puzzled. A man was laying between their clothes on the floor, cuddling with some Kerry shirt from Vince, peacefully snoring. "What the hell." Johnny spurted out first "Shoot him for fucks sake." "Nonono look at him!" "Vin, please. He's a hobo, a burglar, some dirty street rat.", Johnny looked down at the intruder, his gaze turning more angry. "Nah, come on. Some nobody wouldnt get past my security, and you knew that. Bet he is a Merc, or netrunner or anything." Vince knelt down and took a closer look at the stranger, a smile on his lips "Besides he have taste, look at his hair." "You cannot be serious! He breached your security and sleep on your stuff... and what? You wanna keep him?!", Johnny started pacing around angrily through the bedroom next to the closet. "Yeah. Comee on, it isnt the first homeless Merc I picked up and helped back on track." "Vin-" "No, hear me out, if he makes trouble, I am sure I can handle him. Look at how small he is!" "Fine. But if he do one wrong thing, its over."

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There it is, nasty new roomate story xD @wingedhorrors Another chapter of Quen does silly VP

#cyberpunk 2077 #johnny silverhand #silverv #cyberpunk2077 #male v #OC: Vince Smidt #OC: Velociraptor

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pupuseriazag · 3 months

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Tw: venting (mentions of death trauma, family problems, etc)

I think I am going through another episode like years ago, I have tried my best to keep myself stable and silence the dangerous and panic inducing thoughts but I dont know how much more I will be able to endure.

For those that dont know, I have major anxiety and phobia to death. In 2021 I had to be taken to a psychologist because I broke down in my moms arms, not being able to stop the constant storm of my brain making me panic about how one day Im not going to be here,that I could die any moment and I dont have a guarantee of whats going to happen after that... Its hell, its horrible I love living so much and I know I should already have processed the thoughts... But I cant man. I cant and its horrible to live like this.

I was medicated with anxiety pills (my mom was afraid I could get addicted to antidepression pills until months later another doctor actually prescribed them to me) and ever since I "became better" I've been feeling guilty to ask her to buy me more because I dont want to worry her more.

Before turning 18 I NEVER visioned myself getting to live 24. I cried the early morning I turned 18 because I just didnt knew what to do. I still dont know what to do.

Im at 24 and Im getting let down more and more by life. Situation at home is still shitty and I just... Dont see a way for us to leave here.

Its been 5 fucking years since we began searching for a home to move away from my dad (to clarify: my dad is not physically nor verbally abusive. But he is a cheater, a selfish person and emotionally manipulative jobless liar.) and we cant... We just cant. Everywhere expects you to be paying 400$ a month for a one room apartment or 90k for a home thats falling apart, we cannot afford to move to another departament because of my university and her job. Traffic from other cities like San Marcos, San Martin and even Mejicanos is just too fucking much. Its already too much where we live.

Even if I had a job, we couldnt be able to move somewhere better, we have been stuck here for 5 years, two fucking years taken from covid and 3 to try to stabilize ourselves after that (plus his medical bills after he got kidney stones riiiight after leaving his job, very fucking convenient)

We cant even move to my grandma's or my mom's sister's house. They live on the other side of the country and they have always been very vocal about being against my mom and siding with my dad. And even tho we have the support of some of my dad's sisters... We just cant move to their home.

Everyday I wake up here is like being stuck in a time loop. Every day is the fucking same and I just find a way to distract myself before being yanked back to reality, same with my mom. And you know the worst? I also have to be my moms therapist.

Im tired man, all of this is driving me crazy and the hopelessness I feel when I realize my position is just... Overwhelmingly sad. I hate this life, I hate the life I was given and I hate being brought to a broken family, I hate that my life could have been better if ONLY my dad was not a piece of shit cheating on my mom and putting HIS family side before us, I hate that things could have been so... So much different if only he was a good person. Im not strong enough to continue pretending its not affecting my mental health, no wonder the intrusive thoughts increased these months... These past days.

I feel miserable, I feel worthless, I feel like everything is not worth it. I have insomnia until like 4 am and I panic when I cant find anything I can listen to so I can get some sleep. I havent been able to draw because I dont feel its worth it... I have only been able to distract myself playing and going to uni.

And even putting my family problems aside, I still cant find joy or hope. National news and seeing how this country its being turned into the gringos/politicians playhouse, how even if my life was "better" Im still in danger for being a queer afab person. How people still have blind faith in a fascist regime and money runs lower and lower for the working class meanwhile they proudly announce the inauguration of gentrified beaches and zones of San Salvador, displacing markets and historial establishments to put a fucking starbucks and other multinationals to be more gringo friendly while zones like Apopa and Soyapango are heavily militarized and the police can just say you are linked to the gangs to abuse you.

On top of that coming to terms that I may not end up working in anything art related and having to accept thar if I ever get a job Ill have to rot in an office, seeing how even tho I want to stay away from the norm I feel forced to join it... And that also means having to ""accept my prewritten gender role"".

Everyday that passes feels as if life will force me to live as a straight cis woman or otherwise I will just have to accept being alone the rest of my life.

I know Im being too negative right now, Im letting out how I've been feeling because lately its just been... Too much. Last night I even had a small disagreement with my mom because Im just not in the mood for being her therapist during this we're dealing. I know my dad is an asshole and I know hes using the few money he has to pamper his other woman instead of helping with the bills, I already know he tries to lie to us and acts as the victim. Its tiring to go through the same conversation about him everyday.

So yeah, back to my life... I just wish for some peace you know? I wish for a house where I can actually see the sky from my window and not worrying about at least my family problems. Srry for the sudden emotional explosion

#zagreus rambling #venting #Ill try to see if I can get another prescription of the anxiety meds soon #maybe with those things could get more bearable #I cried writing this so... yeah

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bish-plz-haha · 10 months

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Safe

A drarry drabble because I'm obsessed with Safe by All Time Low and I wrote this as a form of expression for myself.

Harry knocked on the door, not expecting an answer as it was about three in the morning. His heart beat rapidly in his chest. His breaths hitched in his throat as there was a click and the door swung open. The man's face went from annoyance to recognition to confusion.

"Potter?" Malfoy asked. There was no malice in his voice, no bite to his words. Just general confusion. "What are you doing here? Its three in the morning." He said.

Harry gave him a sheepish smile. "I know. But," he took a breath. "Come for a drive?" Draco's brow furrowed even further - if that was possible - as uncertainty flooded his steel blue eyes. "I couldnt sleep and was driving. I was passing by. I know it's stupid and its early in the morning, but I thought maybe you'd like to come with me." Harry told him.

Malfoy studied him, eyes narrowed for a moment, as he ran the thought over in his mind. Finally, he nodded before closing the door. Harry stood confused outside for a few minutes before the door reopened and the blond emerged wearing, surprisingly, a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and some trainers. Harry gave him a gentle smile as they walked down to his car. Harry slid into the drivers seat as Draco claimed the passengers side.

The engine roared to life as Harry took off into the mostly empty streets of London. It wasnt so busy this time of night. The radio played softly, each note and word claiming the comfortable silence between them. Draco was tapping his finger against his leg to the beat of the soft music as Harry hummed along. Harry turned onto an exit, taking them away from the glorious city lights and into the country.

Draco just watched out the window, and Harry the road ahead. Neither really said anything. The high summer moon bright overhead, lighting the way. The fields of glowing wheat and corn alongside the roads as they got further and further from the overbearing city.

A song Harry sort of recognised played on the radio and Harry softly sang along. "So put the car in drive and dont stop running 'til you're long gone," he sang. Draco gave him a quick glance, a small smile curving his lips upwards, then went back to the window. Harry had known most of the song but not all of it, humming along to those unknown parts.

"Is that what you're doing?" Draco asked after a while.

An incredulous silence filled the space between them. The radio had even gone quiet like it couldnt quite comprehend what Draco had just asked. Harry, himself, really couldnt. He gave a pregnant pause, willing himself to process what the blond had just asked. "What do you mean?" He finally asked.

"Well, that song is about running away, going somewhere where no one knows your name. Away from a life that you dont want." Draco explained. "And it seems to me that you're running, even if you do go back." He shrugged like he just said the most casual thing in the world. "I wouldnt blame you, though." Draco added after, the silence almost consuming them.

Harry couldnt hear anything but his beating heart in his ears. He took a deep breath, and pulled over to the side of the road. They were in a small town about two hours outside of London now, and a small park sat to their left. Harry dropped his hands from the wheel and gear shift, quickly getting out of the car.

"Did-did I say something?" Draco questioned as he followed Harry out of the car and over to the swing set. Harry had always been fond of swings and even as a young adult in his mid twenties, that love has continued.

"I, er, I needed some air." Harry awkwardly played with his hands as Draco sat next to him on the other swing.

Draco chuckled but let silence blanket the air around them once again. He didnt speak for some time until Harry's breathing had calmed. "We had the windows down, there was plenty of air." He joked. Harry gave him a muddled look, something that reflected somewhere between happiness and disbelief. Draco just shook his head. "I wouldn't, ya know... Blame you, I mean. I've had thoughts of running away from it all myself. I'm not sure what's tethering me to this life, but I just cant seem to go." Draco let that settle between them before he added, "I've had my bags packed and everything." He exhaled a sigh as he looked up at the night sky, eyes tracing the constellations. Harry followed his gaze and looked up as well, a feeling of calm washing over him. He hadn't felt calm like this in a while. Not since he knew it was over. It was all over.

"This is calming." Harry muttered. Draco hummed. "Out here, in the middle of nowhere, I feel free. I feel safe, as crazy as that sounds." Harry muttered, looking forward at what was in front of them. The countryside village was small and remote. Tucked between corn fields and forests. Harry took in a deep breath and let the fresh country air fill his lungs.

"Why dont you move out here?" Draco asked.

Harry gave it some thought. He had no excuse not to, really. The only thing he had holding him back was...

"I guess I feel better during the day when I'm surrounded by people. At night is the worst. I wake up from nightmares constantly," He told him. Why was he telling him this? They were friends now, yes, but he never talked about the dreams, the nightmares. Not with Ron, not with Hermione, not with the healers he was sent to see weekly. So why Draco Malfoy? Perhaps it was because he was there for the most grueling parts of the battle. Perhaps because, like Harry himself, Draco didnt have a choice in the matter. Perhaps because they seemed to be two sides of the same coin.

"I cant get away from it all. From the images burned into my mind; from the feeling of guilt because I dragged so many people into something that was my problem. And so many of them died for me: because of me. Every time I close my eyes, I'm back there. Back in that forest. Back in the war. Hogwarts was the only home I ever really knew, and my flat doesn't feel like home. And it just adds to this uneasy feeling in my gut that there's something bad coming and I cant stop it. That I cant protect the people I love. I cant sleep at night because it's all too much." Harry sobbed. Draco had just placed a gentle hand on his back, rubbing in small circles as Harry just let all his emotions go. "I couldn't save anyone." He cried out.

Harry didnt know when he started crying, but he felt the emotions overflowing inside his chest, clenching and pulling at his heart, dragging it down into the pit of his stomach. Dread. Maybe of going home. Or it was just because of who he was spilling his secrets to. He didnt really know. But Draco sat silently next to him, rubbing soothing circles on his back as he listened and comforted him. And maybe, this was just what he needed. Someone who understood to listen.

And he somehow knew Draco understood everything. Every word.

And that was the night that Harry realised that maybe home isnt a place exactly. But rather a person with whom you felt safe.

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kozmeek · 11 months

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all too well wenk-wonk

may 22, 2023 -16:09

i finally had some time to do stuff that isnt work-related. i put on an effort making a cover of taylor swift's all too well. i was in my zone, feeling the thing and all— then i somewhat got lost in translation... i forgot to input the microphone thingy, the audio was all busted up, fucking hell. i was too tired for another take, so i just made a comedic skit out of it. lol. if i can even call it a skit. (it's still in my ig, if u wanna check it out)

today was fun, i was the 16 year old kid that i never got to be (i couldnt play shit then) i was practicing eheads song all day until someone rang my phone about a delivery. the sting in my fingers brought me back to reality. welp. now i feel like just dropping everything and start a band, leave the city life and live somewhere that is far from all this. maybe somewhere in LU where i can be a part-time lifeguard, or freelance writer when i dont have a night out. ahhh well. a man could dream. oh well, at least i dont have to work on monday. i guess ill just go to sleep. lol. good night!

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magpiecaranthir · 1 year

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There is a question eating at my mind: how would Tinwë react to Maglor’s version of Old Maggie Took? I’d die for a crossover of the two…

And because my sleep deprived brain likes to come up with weird questions at night, how would she feels toward to my cabbage patch elflings? I already have a few headcanons but I am interested in what you think.

OH OH OH Its gonna be a really long one so under the cut (you gave me an idea and I might as well write a whole fucking fic now bc I couldnt stop lol) ^^

Ok so first how Tinwe would react to Old Maggie?

Ok so in OWWSAF we put it in a tiny paragraph that Maglor died, right? So by all means tinwe doesnt think she'll see her big brother again. But then if we screw the timeline a bit to make it so that she's in Imladris when he and Liló go there for the first time, Lindir recognizes Maglor.

And how would Tinwe react to your Cabbage Patch elflings??

Of course he does. He sometimes watches tinwe paint when she's in the valley and he watched her more than once sketch that face. Even if lindir wouldnt be the one to recognise Maglor, Erestor would. Or anyone else left of the formerly feanorian host. And BOI they would not know what to do.

On one hand, they now have the thrice kinslayer who suddenly popped up from... the shire??? With a toddler????

On the other they have a (known to react very harshly) wife of the captain of the guard who does not speak of her family to others unless it's to remind them that they were the ones holding the North, not the Sindar of Doriath.

By the time the people who realize that problem decide to keep their mouths shut and pray ecthelion has the sense to keep tinwe away from everyone else until Maglor disappears again, Tinwe gets found by Liló.

Of course she does.

And Liló is just a baby but shes a smart baby who remembers the bedtime story Maglor told her about his siblings and she remembers he had a little sister with white hair and lilo obviously is convinced tinwe is that sister (even if she werent, lilo equals white haired elf to Maglor's sister).

So LILO drags tinwe to 'her ada'.

Tinwe sees Maglor.

Tinwe calmly asks for lilo to go play somewhere else. Everybody knows what's coming. Ecthelion manages to get the concealed daggers off tinwe before she charges at that mf and throws him on the ground in a chokehold.

Screaming. Blaming. Absolute guilt tripping and gaslighting on her part (she's going to feel bad about it later bc that's her big brother she has her big brother back maglors there he can cuddle her shes not the last- but first she's getting her anger out. He left her alone. And got a fucking perfect life with a BABY!

She's not going to stop being hostile towards him, but she's doing it lowkey like just occasionally mentioning she got tortured for Celebrimbor while Maglor was doing fuck-all and that's why her hands tremble every so often, or how she has been keeping the dunlendings safe while Maglor was having tea partys (her coming clean about Caranthir and haley's marriage is a WHOLE other conversation they're having at some point) but she's only doing that when lilo isnt around.

She's sweet with lilo. She's a baby. She's cute. Tinwe is a sucker for babies just like she was with Lindir. Teaches lilo how to paint. Encourages lilo to paint on everything in Maglor's smial.

It takes a few years of tinwe coming to terms with Maglor being alive, but the hostility ceases bc that's her only family left that's her big brother he knows her and loves her even in her anger and Big emotions and she doesnt want to lose him again

When she's over it, she goes to the Shire with ecthelion. He says it's to make sure she doesnt get harmed on the way there, but they both know it's because he wants to see that shit for himself.

Oh god she would just flop over like Maglor did. Like what the fuck?? Faint of disbelief. Why the fuck do babies grow like that???

And the second shes digested that change of her reality, ecthelion's just casually like "so... remember how we have a very nice garden?"

And yeah tinwe is hesitant because Doom and shit, but pls she always wanted to be a mum. She always wanted babies and she wanted them with ecthelion.

So yeah. They plant a baby. So what.

While their bby grows she is absolutely doting on the double twins from Elladan and elrohir. Just stealing one or two away for a day or two or five bc they are babies they are so cute 🥺

She's also the first ti see the signs of their neurodicergence bc she's nd herself and remembers well the struggle it was growing up and e.g. not understanding why you wanted to rip the pretty dress auntie Allen gifted you off your back while you're crying so hard you cant speak (hint: the fabric was capital b Bad). So she just starts getting accommodations and dropping hints about how others can deal with these things when she notices them

Their own bby gets born (hatches? Gets harvested?) And of fucking course its twins. Twins with white hair, too, bc tinwes genes bullied Ecthelion's into submission lol.

#ask box #deadqueernoldor's ask box

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lifewithborderline · 2 years

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Life never fails to throw things in my path when life is going well. My mental health has been up and down and my relationship with my gf has been up and down but more up lately as ive felt more connected and open with her. My relationship with my little sister has been a bit strained as i did not want to be around her jerk of a boyfriend and her girlfriend. But they broke up with her and needed my support so i had her over and we had a great open conversation. She opened up about a flashback she had and had questions about. She said she was about 5 and she was under the table with no clothes on and just me and my dad were home with her, mom came home early and me and dad came out from somewhere else in the house. We talked about how i have very few memories with my dad but i remember that day. I remember before mom left she put a phone in the bathroom bottom drawer and told me if something happened i should call and she would come home. Well i have no memory of what happened until mom came home early and dad freaked out. I know i called her but i do t remember why or what i said to her. I remember being scared. But being scared wasnt a new feeling when i was with me dad. I dont know why i was scared of him either. I have so many memories of going out with my dad but dont remember what happened when i got in the car. Only one memory i have was being pulled over by a cop because we didnt have seat belts on. My dad told me not to tell mom and if i did i would be in trouble and it was my fault that we got caught. So when my mom got something in the mail about the ticket she asked me and told me it was dads fault for not being responsible and i should have told her. Anyway, my sister bringing up this memory led to an immediate migraine. After she left i started crying, part from the pain in my head and part i didnt know why. I ended up having a panic attack but thankfully my partner was able to help get it under control fairly quickly. Many people have told me that i seem to act like i was abused as a kid and i never believed them. But now im not sure. Did i block memories because i was and couldnt handle it? Theres not much information on repressed memories or anything like that that ive been able to find. But looking up things that kids do when they have been abused sexually it was like describing me to a T. I dont know how to process something that only my body remembers and i dont know if i want to know what happened. It brings so many questions up and so much frustration. Nothing gives me answers. Mom doesnt remember, she has had brain surgery and lost a lot of her memories and she probably blocked some too if it was that bad. My little sister has blanks too. My older sisters dont know or wont say anything. And i dont talk to my dad anymore and dont really want to. I had a few really rough mental days but now i just dont know where to go from here. I havent seen my counselor in a while and am waiting for my appt to come up. I feel so lost, and depressed over something i dont know really happened. Its frustrating that i dont want to be at work, i just wanna crawl into bed and stay there. I cant seem to sleep. When i do sleep its that awful surface sleep that i can head everything happening around me and when i wake up it feels like i havent slept. Now it doesn't help that im getting sick.

Sorry that this probably is long, boring and doesnt make sense. But that how my brain is now.

#borderline personality disorder #bpd #bpd problems #actually bpd #triggering content #memories suck #lifewithborderline

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felixmoonstar · 3 months

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Hello, goodafternoon everyone, im here once again to publish another one of my pieces of writting. Im sorry for the lack of recent interaction, i had a criativity block and couldnt do anything new, but now ive come with a new piece, and quiet a different one if you put it aside with my other texts. Anyways, ill leave a song for you to enjoy while you read it. Also, i may make a POV of the other characters in this specific piece, also as always, im open for critics that could make me better in my writting, and i hope yall have a nice day.

The Discovery.

"I'm sitting on the branches of a tree, one already leafless due to winter, which is close to a cozy house, I have nowhere to go and nothing better to do, so I just stay there, sitting, watching the house . I stay here from 7:00 pm to 9:00 pm, until I realize that no one else is awake, I find this peculiar, as I'm not used to sleeping so early, but I don't think much about it, and just relax for now. Im bathed by a beautiful light as the moon and stars answer my staring, those that were my only company that night, and I ask myself why all this, whats the reason of this lack of opportunities, this headache and mainly, this lack of a person to be with me. These questions and others haunt my head, I don't understand the reason for all this, and I'm afraid the answer will make me even worse, although I think that's okay, after all, nothing makes sense, and nobody knows that I'm alone anyways, apart from the presence of the moon. I feel a slight butterflies in my stomach, followed by a lump in my throat after thinking for too long, so I decide to try to get closer, I climb down from the tree with some ease, then I approach the door and gently try to open it, failing, as I was locked. Soon after, I walk around the house looking for somewhere I could get in, and I find an open window that I assumed was a bathroom, so I climbed the house to get in there. I used my arms to reach the window, strangely those houses around seemed like quiet small, then after a few seconds of climbing, I was inside, and I gently opened the door so as not to wake anyone, then i went to the kitchen to try to find something to eat after all these days without eating, after that i heard glass breaking, and I look back. I see a terrified man, shaking and with his mouth open, the glass that broke was a glass of water, and as i saw the person's fear I triednto talk "Hello" I said, and that just made the man scared even more, and scream running upstairs, which made me look at myself. Long arms and fingers, gray skin, erratically shaped legs, and extremely long nails, then I realized why everyone avoided me, why I had no one why they turned off the lights and went to bed so early, those houses arent small, my arms are simply too big, this is why people are afraid of me,this is why they try to run away, i spent my whole life deceiving myself, but in the end there was no doubt, I am a monster."

Why i choose that music?: i thought that the kinda sad type of music would make sense for this text, plus, the protagonist of the history is a monster, and i guess that ghosts are as well, i dont know if it counts but oh well. Anyways hope yall think its a good option and that it matched. Once again, thanks for your time, and have a nice day.

#literature #writeblr #my writing #art #spilled ink #writing #begginerartist #small artist #Spotify

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fukashiin · 1 year

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I JUST SLEPT THE WHOLE DAY SHEEESH

AND YESY REQUESY OF AZUL IN MY DREAM IS FULFILLED SHSBSJSNSJ

i’ll try my best to type this cus i almost forgot everything— and its comfort smh 😭

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Azul grew worried for you, he didn’t see you the whole day in nrc and mostro lounge. “Jade, as usual you’re in charge for a while. I need to go somewhere.” Azul stated “of course, i’ll make sure everything go smoothly with me in charged” Jade smile when Azul take his leave.

As he reached to your dorm, he knocked at the ramshackle door, but it seems no one inside. He knocked again, Twice still, no foot steps or any of the ramshackle ghost to open the door. Azul grab the knob and surprisingly the door is unlocked, ‘Who would’ve just let the door unlocked. Someone might break in and stole stuff.’ his thought. “Y/n?” He called your name louder enough, he walked, pass door by door until he heard soft sobs from one of the empty room at the third floor.

He knocked the door softly at the room you’re in trying not to startled you, “Y/n.. would you mind letting me inside?” he spoke softly yet you gave no respond, scared cause you didn’t want to deal humiliation from anyone who’ll see you in this state you’re in. “I know you’re in there(i can set you free-) Y/n, I’m not gonna strike deal or blackmailing you. I haven’t seen you all day and i’m.. worried..” He hesitantly to say the last word embarrassed, “So please, let me in.” Azul beg.

You opened the door quietly and slowly, “Oh my dear y/n..” he pushed himself inside the room and hugging you gently and pull your head into his neck as he put his chin on top of your head. More tears threatening to fall, “Go on, my dear. Let it all out.. its not good to bottling up..” Azul spoke after the short silence, you began to cry more but with comfort of a person that’s very dearly to you, it felt… nice and not lonely anymore after long experience of loneliness that’s already eating you up yet, he, Azul Ashengrotto himself become the light to your pitch black of the loneliness. It felt warm, and comfortable. “I know how it felt for being lonely, and it feels like there’s no one would be there for you, but i will. I will always be there for you… You’re everything to me after my overblotted, you showed me everything that i’ve never learned such as acceptation. I realised but never talked to anyone about that.. you pushed your limits to save, understand, comfort, and time for everyone but not yourself.. I want today, from now on, it’s my turn to help you just like you helped others. Please allow me, my dear.. to take care of your hidden treasure…” he spoke softly, rubbing your back as you slowly sobs, you couldn’t reply but nod your head. “Thank you, i’ll make sure to take care of you just like what you deserved to have.” he kissed your forehead and pull your body closer to his for cuddle.

THIS IS SO TRASH OML I COULDNT WRITE— IM SORRY IM TRYING TO MAKE IT SHORT BUT MY MIND SAY NO SHORT IMAGINE 😭 i have no skill to write so ye— im so embarrassed- BUT HEY AT LEAST MY WISH IS FULFILLED CUS I NEED MORE AZUL COMFORT FIC TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP SHHSJSS

context: when he said “hidden treasure” it means “hidden feelings/(true)emotions”

- 🦐 anon

AZUL X HURT/COMFORT IS SO REAL😭😭

#.*✧ anons — 🦐#omg #imagijne because #yuu/reader has been put through SO much #its starting to get to them??????????#i dont think azul wouldk even be the best at comfort hello?????? but he tries his best because he KNOWS about the things theyve gone through #BUT YUU/READER HELPED HIM TO ACCEPT HIMSELF???? AND GAINED ACCESS TO HIS HEARTT??????#MY HEART #SCREHAMIMFG CRYING POUNDMIGN MY CHEST #MIDNIGHT CUDDLES WITJJ AZUL GOSH.#🦐anon ur fic is great!!#i suggest adding a space between a large wall of text to create a new para so its more comprehensible!!#thank you sm for sharing <333333

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bannanasareew · 1 year

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Dream stuffs!!

ONLY A FEW DREAMS BTW!!! I dream nightly and my dreams inspire most of my ocs/stories!!

>> There was a little girl who loved rasperry jam and so this woman gave the little girl a huge raspberry so she could make her own- but it was so big that she couldnt use all of it and it began to rot. She put it in the ground and since it rotted to a blackish color black berries sprouted from where she planted it and then she made black berry jam.

>>I was alone at the house, the lights were on outside- and everything felt really off. I felt like SOMETHING was watching me and i turned to find the door ajar (people keep leaving the doors open at home like. in actuality and it keeps making me freak out). I shut and locked the back door, went to each window- checked them all- went room to room... turned off a lot of those lights- went into the main room and tried to shut and lock the door. The front door was in the middle of a room with the only bar from the outside was literal bars. Like prison bars. And I felt so unsafe trying to lock and shut it since I felt like something- not someone- could slip in through the cracks and kill me. I tried to shut and lock the door but when I did so the top lock fell off and it moved to be more ajar. At this I was on the verge of screaming and kept trying to shut the door- the sun began to go down- as i also tried to reattach the lock. I eventually got it to slightly hook to the door but it wasn't working anymore so I had to ONLY go for locking the bottom lock. This made me anxious but i quickly moved into the door that led to the room disconnected from that front one- locking that one too.I then moved over to the side and realized that the basement wasn't locked and the garage door was open. I went over to the basement, shutting and locking the door since if something was inside it would stay there forever so I'd have it under control and it wouldn't hurt me. I then moved over to the garage- seeing people going back inside their homes which made me hurry up since that was the only thing that made me feel safe (the people) and quickly shut and locked the garage outer door and the door that leads to the garage. Sitting in the living room until my family comes home and began to undo all the locking

>> There was this world and someone ended up becoming a kind of sole monarchy in this area that prior to that had connected areas with different monarchies. In the dream me and another person drove area to area and freed them from weird kind of bubble houses. Some were trapped in bottles, kept in a sleep or tricked so that we had to fight them until they realized what was actually going on. One of the bottled ones drove with me and the person I was going with back to the main town as the last one we had to set free>> me and my family went somewhere on a trip and my mom decided that it would be best to play a kind of ghost game. I was scared the entire time and hated it- my mom thought that everyone loved it though and made us play every time we hung out with family. I had watched this Christmas special movie and walked in on my mom trying to fix something, the ghost appearing behind her and us having to act with how the rules of the game discerned to live. I ran out when she disappeared to tell my dad but my dad reminded me that I was probably hallucinating from paranoia and that none of that was real- and that my mom was asleep in their room.

Might write more dreams here!! I have a hard time remembering all of them though

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thatsapphicsoprano · 3 years

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tbh iwaoi works as well as it does because oikawa is the gayest-looking bisexual twink that has ever existed whereas iwaizumi is the most straight passing bisexual you will ever meet

#and when they come together its like BAM!#bisexual POWER COUPLE #i said what i said #i think I deverse an applause #also its 4am so im actually gonna go to bed now #but i couldnt sleep until i put this somewhere #hhhmmmmmbbffff......sleeeepbyyy #goodnight #iwaoi #haikyuu!!#bisexual #bisexual supremacy babeyyy <33 #-from your favorite hot and nerdy bisexual femme 💋#iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi x oikawa

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legolasgoldy · 3 years

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(UPDATE: The surgery costs have been covered! Any extra money is going towards his prescriptions, supplements, and other things he needs. Thank you all so much. Please see the update post in this thread or on gofundme for more info, and the names of all the contributors.<3)

I found my kitty yesterday morning acting strange, very lethargic and skittish. I didnt know what was wrong so i watched him for a while but as the morning progressed I couldnt touch him without him being in pain. I stepped away for a second to get my phone to call my mom and i found him in the litterbox vomiting then he collapsed and started screaming. The first vet we went to wouldnt even see him bc their lunch was more important. They told us to wait until 2pm so we had to drive 30 mins away somewhere else. They accepted him thankfully :c. He had a bladder blockage from bladder crystals and he has to stay there for three days. They drained him but the catheter blocked during the night. They got him drained again and so far hes okay. Theyre hoping his food can dissolve the stones but if not he will need surgery. The cost alone without the surgery is $1,500 and i cant pay that. The surgery would make it around $2,200 if there are no complications. Theyve allowed me payment plans but i cant get a job due to the pandemic and my mom is on minimum wage. The payments will be way too expensive. I know this past year has been tough on all of us and were not the only ones suffering but if anyone could donate it would mean the world. If he doesnt get rid of the crystals and is blocked again im afraid of having to put him to sleep bc we simply have no money to pay for treatment. Any amount would help and if you cant donate please reblog and share as much as you can. Thank you so much to anyone who read this and shares/donates. ❤❤

If you cant donate through gofundme, my paypal is [email protected]

Heres some more pics of him as a kitten and now,

#please reblog and share #thank you :c #emergency fundraiser #gofundme

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maizumis · 3 years

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— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU DONT SAY 'I LOVE YOU' BACK

ft. timeskip! matsukawa issei, suna rintarou, akaashi keiji, tendou satori, sugawara koushi

note: female reader❗ had a hard time writing tendou 😭😭

❦ ISSEI was getting ready for work, putting on his usual white dress shirt and that cologne you loved so much, you already thougth about this prank for quite a time now, and this was the perfect moment "okay love, wait me for dinner, i love you, im gonna get going" you didn't even bother to take your eyes from your phone "okay issei, have fun with the dead" he was about to close the appartment door, key word: was "arent you forgetting something, doll?" perfect, your plan is going perfect "mmm i don't think so, i actually did all the chores in the morning so i could have the rest of the day free" he sighs, unsatisfasied with your answer "okay then, i love you" he is leaning in the door frame, waiting for your answer with a frustread look on his face "issei you good? its getting late" he gives up, he needed that your reply before going to work "doll dont do this to me, i love you, please tell me you love me" he tells you with a litlle pain in his voice and you knew the joke was over "i love you issei very, very much in fact" you say while going to him, placing your hand in the fabric that was on his chest "finally doll, i love you more" and before going he gives you a sweet, deep and quick kiss, of course, he is late after all

❦ SUNA and you were napping on the couch, ignoring all the responsbailities you two could have, enjoying eachothers presence with out exchangin any words, it was a rainy day and that screamed movies and cuddles together. a friend told you to do this joke on him after you told her how clingy he was when both of you were lying somewhere togheter. "you know i love you, rigth?" and he is in for the game "yeah i know rin, you made it very clear this last few years" he moves his head litlle, trying to process what you just said to him "rin? why you moving? you uncomfy bub?" he pouts like a two year old that can't touch fire "im not uncomfy, im actually unloved, my own girlfriend doesn't love me anymore" you were trying your best not to laugth at his childish reaction "and who told you that i dont love you" he gasped, how did you have the audacity to say that to him? "actually my oh so called girlfriend didn't told me 'i love you' back, so i think im currently single" and that made you snap "suna rintaro! you are my man and i hope its clear to you, i love you so much, my man, only mine" now he his the one laughing at your childish remark "jealous i see? but yes bub, only yours, forever and ever"

❦ AKAASHI was getting out of bed aerly as usual so he could go to work, he did his usual rutine and had a coffee, a thing that he called it a very good breakfast; the las thing he did was giving you a soft kiss in your forehead while you were still sleeping "i love you sweet thing, rest well" with sleepy eyes, groogy mouth and morning scent you told him "good luck, keiji" uh? maybe it slipped her mind, he thougth. his day as work was hard, he had this uneasy feeling in his heart and couldnt stop thinking about it, is she feeling loved? the moment he got home he was already backhugging you "i missed you today, how did you do?" you were happy to see him, finally you were waiting for him all day "hi keiji, i missed you a lot too, i actually started the book you were telling me about it and you're rigth! its awesome" he knows you are alrigth but he needs to ask so the feeling inside him would let him free "hey... do you still love me?" it came out more as a whisper, a litlle scared for your answer "of course i love you keiji, why would i stop loving you? you are my lovely husband" he quickly kisses you, finally feeling some relieve "its just that you didnt said i love you back this morning" you put your arms around his neck and bring his forehead to yours "i could never stop loving you keiji, never in a million years, dont trust anything i say when im sleepy tho"

❦ TENDOU bought some handmade chocolates home, those you loved so much and couldn't stop eatin, you had to ask him frequently to hide them for you "ugh satori i fucking love this chocolates you always make them so good" he sees you with red hearts on his eyes how you were eating the foo he made for you "and i love you" that caugth you out of guarrd, you gave him just a litlle nod because now you were shy, how can he be so smooth?. that didnt go as planned for him, why didnt you replied? were you already tired of him? he knew it was only that stupid litlle voice in his head but just the thougth of you not loving him was heartbreaking. he waited until you finished eating before asking "umh, i know this is me overthinking but do you love me?" your eyes big and round, brows on top of your forehead, with amused expression you replied "of course i love you, actually im sure youre the love of my life, why are you asking?" god wasn't he feeling embarrassed but relieved at the same time "nothing, is just that you didnt told me 'i love you back' and i started to overthink" you made your way towars him and placed yourself ln his lap "i love you satori, with all i have, i will tell you that every minute i have left in my life is necesarry" now both his hans on your waist his nose boopping yours, he whispers "im glad, i love you too, so much, cant wait to see what the future has planned for us"

❦SUGAWARA and you always pulled pranks on each other, it was a silent pact you two had since the beginning of your relationship, you saw this prank in social media and thougth it would be great to put it on him. suga was now grading some of his students works while you were getting ready to work "bye koushi, il see you in a few hours, please take care" he gets up and pecks you goodbye "good luck, i love you" trying very hard not to laught you answer him " i know! goodbye now" he was left there, alone, in the house, and most important of all, without a 'i love you' from his favorite person in the world. he thougth that maybe you were mad at him for something so after he graded a few more works he did all the jobs around the house and lit some of your favorites candles around. the moment you opened the door he was all over you "im sorry if i upseted you, please im sorry i dint mean it, i swear i will start foulding my clothes" now, this is epic "but koushi, im not mad at you" he is dumbfounded "what? but you didnt say 'i love you? today before work" it was your time to laugh and pull him close to you with a hug "you mister sugawara, my smart husband, fell directly into my trap but i want to remind you now that the prank is over that i love you with all my heart" he placed his hands on your hips and rolled his eyes "i swear, im gonna get back at you"

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