you prosper, you overcome and you're healing at your own pace and gracefully . I'm proud of y'all, always
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Love in the Air: Sky x Prapai THAT SCENE (Episode 8)
I feel like THAT SCENE™ needed its own mention, because let’s face it - I’m pretty sure all of us have been going feral in anticipation of the fireworks that were guaranteed to blow our heads clean off. And whilst I don’t want to overlook the more serious emotional/narrative weight this scene has on the story - I simply must indulge myself in a dedicated post for this scene. After which, I’ll check myself straight into horny jail.
Ffffff----, the way Sky hooks both his hands round the back of Prapai’s neck and yanks him down.
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Simon turning to literal putty under Wille’s hands, completely melting into him makes me emotional on so many levels
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my mind's going to places
DO NOT DO THIS JAY
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Not to be extreme but dear God hold onto hope.
Things will be better one day. People will sing and dance in colorful clothes under dazzling lights again. A parent will rock their child to sleep on a quiet night again. A grandparent will teach their grandchild to cook a family recipe again. People will laugh and cry and love and grieve in the most mundane of ways once more. This will happen no matter what you believe, but hoping and believing in such things will ease your heart and kindle your resolve to see it within your lifetime. Have hope, and you will give life to the world you hope to see.
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Although nobody likely cares, I'll post some OC lore. Because I have COVID and will be confined to one small room for many days, and my neurodivergent ass can't handle that.
The character's name is Nairin Chauveron, and he's from a species called Shadows. These creatures have the ability to use magic and live for a very long time, and can also become Beast creatures. His, for example, is some weird giant white fox thing. However, Shadows are prone to a disease widely known as Corruption, which screws up their magic and can alter their forms.
They have crystals on their bodies, usually their chests, made of similar materials to their bones and horns. When a Shadow has Corruption, these crystals, or Cores, as they're known, fill up with dark magic when they usually contain regular life force. This makes the Shadow have a lot of negative effects, which I might explain later if prompted. (Although I most likely will not be prompted.)
Anyway, Nairin is pretty much the new king of the mountains, and I call him the bean man because he has paw feet with toe beans. He's also a slut. If you want to read the story I wrote featuring him, here's the link: https://www.wattpad.com/1318871197-mirror-dreams-not-this-dream-again-chapter-1
The story posts irregularly and it's mostly so I can get myself to do things. The first pic was drawn by me a while ago, the second is in a Picrew, the link is here: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1414503
I might post more about him later, and I had another, newer image somewhere, but seeing as I can't find it, that'll have to wait.
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Just a guy in a white tank top
Just existing...
Doing nothing much
My thougth?
"FUCK!!!! He's the most gorgeous and hot guy in the world"
Why Noah, why?
📸 Bryan Kirks - Ig stories
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YOU COOKED FOR ME
once, in the time that we were together. Pasta.
Vegetarian.
I leaned against your doorway, not yet comfortable
in any place that belonged to you, and said
how touched I was that you'd listen to my nervous
babble on our first date. No meat, but dairy is fine.
It felt like the kindest thing anyone had ever done
for me — mixing handmade pesto in a white bowl.
Clearing away a stack of unopened mail from a stool
so I could sit and watch the steam rise.
In retrospect I can see that you gave me very little
and I tried to build an entire future with it.
You must understand, I had never been remembered
like that, before.
With purpose. Without begging for it.
I took what I was offered and ran.
-Caitlin Conlon, The Surrender Theory
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Pre- and post-show pictures, Stories of Surrender, May 3, 2023.
It's a long story which I must process and most likely share on achtoonbaby. Speaking of which, I was finally able to deliver a little packet of website swag to The Bono, via his wonderful bodyguard Brian Murphy. I also managed to touch Bono very lightly on the arm and say "hi," but I was of course surrounded by people screaming his name and demanding his signature. He will probably never, ever really speak to me, but I'm proud to not be (mostly) a dick.
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