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mischiefmodig · 5 months
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The entire notion of this place was completely and utterly detestable to the man. Loki was pulled from the thralls of his world and was stranded with cheap toys and worse - stripped of his defenses as if he was unworthy of his own achievements.
He needed time. There was too much to consider, too much to think about ( Thor blurred his judgments )
He needed to be alone.
The key he had been given was simple enough. Though he scoffed at the scale of these establishments, he supposed it would have to suffice.
The key fit in the door and into the villa he entered. Minimally furnished and of a mix of blues and browns. Not to his taste in the slightest - how did Midgardians live in such suffocating spaces.
He opened and entered...
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❝  ... ❞A tall man too tall in red clothes, grandiose hair, and strange glasses. Loki's mood worsened.
❝ What is the meaning of this? ❞
@epilvgue \ / Roommates
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triona-tribblescore · 6 months
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Hi!!
Just came by to say I hope your day will or has been very kind to you!! And I thank you for the follow!! :D
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THANK YOU QwQ <3
same back to you!! :)))
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rainymoodlet · 11 months
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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸
[Episode Five] One Last Push!
Daniel's still making the rounds! I decided to give these two a better-lookin' setting for their One-on-One: but their in-game conversation still stands! Abhi was feeling a little Tense after their Jealousy moodlet, but once they started talking to Daniel it seemed like allll of that melted away! These two can talk: I love watching them spawn new subjects, because they never seem to run out of conversation! Dan might not realize how romantic what he's said sounds here, but I think Abhi sure appreciated the imagery of the two them running away to the Falls of Selvadorada together~ 😉
@hallasimss
[ Part 18/??]  🌹
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cum-roll · 28 days
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hi ::) whats ur favorite word?
first ordeal, I'm studying linguistics. I know my words, you just hit an awesome nerve
the simplest answer is "Kurwa", because it's a beautiful word and such a useful one at that
however, i cannot use it. I have a speech defect that makes me sound funny when I curse out my friends. I have been told that I sound "cute" when I yell it but like I just called you a slut!!! bitch!!!
I know that it isn't a question about swear words but they are infinitely more interesting to talk about then normal words, so to answer your question - my favourite word is: "jeb"
What is "jeb" you ask - its an onomatopoeia. Simplest translation is "FUCKING SLAM" in all caps, just like that. Surprisingly useful!
Real life example from a conversation I had a week ago:
"I'll be sitting in my room all quiet then JEB kurwa my neighbor shut the door so hard the walls shook and he wasn't even done I'm trying to focus as he goes JEB JEB fucking insane"
Beautiful word!
You know I'm not even done with it! Jeb can be just the core of many, many beautiful words. Basically it's a core word to be used to make a swear word out of a verb. A few examples:
jebać - to fuck
zajebać - to fucking steal/kill/punch
przyjebać - to fucking punch
ojebać - to fucking eat whole
and also other useful words like
zajebiście - fucking awesome
Fun fact! You can do the same things with cores "kurwa" and "pierdolić" snd others so have fun with that
Another fun fact, with slight changes this will ALSO work in other Slavic languages (which is literally my studies rn), like in Czech or Ukrainian I think, and all the others will have some version of that. Definitely "Kurva"
My most favourite non-swear word is probably szczęście because foreigners make funny wide eyes at that
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despairforme · 1 year
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Nnoitra, eating raw sweet-potato. ❝ Why ain’t it sweet??? ❞ He thought it was a fruit...
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byanyan · 1 month
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byan "i thought being a vampire would be sick as fuck but instead it's turned my life upside down, caused me to lose the few safety nets i actually had, and somehow given me less freedom where i thought it'd give me more" byun
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princessonia · 1 year
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@analyticaldespair 🌹
One could see an eager twinkle in her reddish gaze. “Lady Enoshima,” characteristically polite, though perhaps somewhat ironically, the princess-turned-early-queen curtsied in front of the Ultimate Despair, who, incidentally, was the only person she considered her superior at this horrific moment in life. To say she was happy to see her would be nothing less than a lie, therefore it was the only thing she looked forward to.
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“It has been a while since your last visit to Novoselic. To what do I owe the pleasure; what brings you to my humble area of the world?” Readily, Sonia was anxious to pay her due diligence to Junko’s every whim. “Do you have a new assignment for me, my lady?”
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crimsonfacets · 1 year
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pomegranate picking // starter for @blackstardiopside​!
Winter came at a strange time in Amestris, when the military was in a state of disquiet that was felt by much of the nation. No one knew quite what was going on in Central, but to be honest, that was their trouble. In Resembool, none of that seemed to matter. It was a time of cool harvest and trade - the only drama that mattered was keeping one’s children bundled up lest they catch a cold. Luckily, Trisha’s children were.. well, they were grown and knew better and were.. somewhere out there.. All right, perhaps it was not lucky after all, but she knew they both knew better than to expose themselves to the harsh chill of the season. Or so she’d hoped.
Regardless, the lack of them led to loneliness settling deep in her chest today, and folks were far too preoccupied. Trisha had no one but Pinako up the way, and she was not about to lure the poor grandmother out and down the road. It was fortune smiling upon her that she noticed a familiar little alien close by while moseying out of the Elric homestead, and she seized the opportunity.
A poke tapped Black Star on the side of her head, belonging to the finger of a smiling farmer balancing a wicker bowl beneath her arm. Her head canted, ponytail spilling over her shoulder. 
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“Hey there, you. Would you happen to have a minute to pick pomegranates with an old farmer?” Long time no see!
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gctchell · 7 days
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@xluciifer asked: 🤔 for all of your muses :]
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FOR  EVERY   🤔  I’LL  POST  A  HEADCANON  ABOUT  OUR  MUSES.  ADD  A  +  FOR  A  SEXCANON. // 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌
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w/ 𝕷𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖍;
🎶 Calling from the shore to a distant star You've been drawn out, but you have not gone far I can see you still, glowing in the dark Hear my heart calling to you now, Calling for it's other part Come to me, come to me soon, Come to me like the tides to the moon 🎶
Depression is self-destructive and isolating, it's your brain boxing you in and closing you off from the entire world, numbing from what's good and what you love. You know this, you've written about Lucifer's depression before and how it has eroded his relationship with others. Lilith, however, remained constant and did not let it get in their way - she knew what was going on with her husband, and she made the effort to pull him out from where he shelves himself away with a song.
Her voice is her signature power. She has incredible influence in the emotional category - she can incite a rebellion, she can quell a mob, she can call to her husband who has sunken so deep inside of himself that he's almost hard to reach, so out of touch with reality he is distant in the eyes. Lilith's voice cuts through that, it swims through the murk and it latches onto him and pulls him, for the time being, into a lightened state of mind, that heaviness lifted by the melodic beams she sets in place. She is not a cure, but she is a remedy to break him from that deep mental fog, and an anchor to keep him in the moment and present. A lighthouse in the dark. He gets a pep back in his step for a time, alleviated.
It's difficult to balance a husband with depression, a child, and an entire Realm, so he is not always swimming in her song. But, when Lilith comes home and she realizes he has not moved from where she last left him, she sings.
It empowers him, as well. In such a desolate state, she is helping him lift and rise up from beneath the weight. She's helping him, for the time being, take back his life. She calls to him to come to her, offering him the rope to pull him up while he pulls himself along. There's so much power in being able to rise yourself with depression, you just need the help.
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w/ 𝒩𝒾𝒻𝒻𝓉𝓎;
Niffty is a pest, plain and simple, and she is a persistent pest. Niffty and Lucifer do not know when it started (it was Lucifer, but he doesn't recall and frankly neither does she, it's vague and they don't care to bother with the small details like that), but they both just clicked in a 'I need to troll the absolute hell out of you' manner almost from the first moment they saw one another. Just the vibes they noticed from one another set them off and they've been at it ever since.
They're a weird amicable-rival situation. There's no actual bad blood between them, it's just impish energy pinging off one another and finding an outlet in just getting at the other in such stupid, petty ways. He trips her with his cane, she lunges out of vents in the floor to bite his ankle, he puts a spell on her to let him know when she's approaching, she doesn't know about it and maneuvers in her own way to avoid it, catching him by surprise when she comes flying out of a potted plant..
In the weirdest way, they could consider the other a friend. Nothing they'd admit out loud, but it's there in their heart of hearts. Matters help that Niffty is actually a very good ally to Charlie and fights by her side to help defend her dreams, so bonus points for being a friend of his baby.
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w/ 𝔖𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞;
They're both losers, baby, losers goddamn baby.
I mentioned it in one of our conversations, but I can see them building a bond off of being awkward at parenting. They love the hell out of their kids and want to do right by them, but they just keep stumbling. They first met during a particularly heavy winter storm that took over Pride, both wandering the park of the city as Stella had chosen to go ice skating (she thrives in the cold). Lucifer decided to join her, and they just sort of hit it off from there.
She respects the man because of course she does, she is royalty beneath him in the latter and her allegiance is sworn to him, and that helps matters. Cordial, but they get to a point of speaking quite openly to one another. They're such awkward personalities that meet at the right time in the right circumstances, and build from there.
He's also managed to fluster her once and he keeps that memory in his pocket. Who doesn't want to remember making a pretty bird blush?
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w/ 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒;
If it were not for outside introduction, they could have spent the good portion of eternity not intermingling in the slightest. Carmilla sticks to her business and Lucifer sticks to his. However, now that they are aware of one another, Lucifer pokes around curiously in the holy weapons business and it's a little like a kid in a candy store. "What's that? Ooh, THAT'S got to hurt, huh? You really built this fucked up thing? That's terrrrrrrible, haha."
The curiosity is on a shallow level, intense intrigue before it begins to fizzle out, but he becomes more invested when she offers to do a commission for him. They sit down and figure out the sort of weapon he would want, and she goes to work making it.
He's the King, he can get anything made for him at any time - he has weapons made specific for the Morningstar lineage (see: Charlie's shield and pitchfork, I'm sure). However, this is going to be his first holy weapon, and that has him kind of excited.
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phoenixbxrn · 3 months
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@ladyxamalthea said: "I think.. You are like me..?"
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His eyes were skyward, watching fluffy white clouds slowly drift across the blue sky as they shifted and changed into different shapes. They expanded and constricted to create illusions of recognizable shapes that could easily keep him even him entertained for a few hours. A soft smile made its way onto his face as he spied something that looked almost like the Moby Dick. At the sound of her voice, Marco turned almost looking right over the small woman's head before dropping his eyes.
"Sorry! I didn't hear you approaching," his arms crossed loosely over his chest as he tilted his head slightly in curiosity. "And how's that?" Marco kept his tone light, hoping the way he phrased it wouldn't come off as rude.
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holographic-driftwood · 8 months
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gnashing my teeth and hissing at the lack of third spaces in my biospace
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sweptawxy · 1 year
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☼ python @ forsyth!
Forsyth could feel the sun rising and heard chirping from the birds around the camp. As a boy, he would get up before such a time and watch the sun go up while he was supposed to be helping his father around the library he owned. As he woke up, he could almost feel the parchment in his hands again, and the smooth cover of leather bound pages.
Finally, his eyes opened to the sun just about over the eastern mountains and felt the cool morning dew against his back. They'd not yet reached Regel, still dealing with brigands and other lowly men who would attack villages in Zofia. For now the company was still waking up, but that wasn't necessarily on the lancer's mind right now.
He was staring at his best friend, Python, who was sleeping right next to him. Perhaps neither man really knew how close the other was because of exhaustion, but now that he was aware, Forsyth felt his face go red and his heart beat fast. Why was he getting like this? It wasn't like he'd never slept around the archer before- but seeing him like this- he couldn't help but trace every detail about Python's face.
He looked so peaceful, and calm rather than apathetic and bored. His hair was slightly amiss, and he had this cute little soft sleepy look about him. Forsyth could have laid there another moment just trying to wrestle with himself about these feelings until he heard Alm wake up and Clive and the others. He shot up, faking a yawn before getting up. "Come on Python, it's time to get the day started!"
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onionninjasstuff · 5 months
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Archie! :D Join me in being sleepy and deranged?
Hope life is treating you ok uvu sending sm coffee (or warm drink of choice) and chill vibes ur way
side note: No idea what onesie you/ your sona would wear if given the chance but im putting my bet on human. just. just a guy. Like ah yes, I love my Onesie. Greg.
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aarhrghh responsibilities. uni. assignments. job. PLEASE let me out i just wanna draw my silliez all day i just wanna have the energy to do stuff!!! life is so stressful rn istg-
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Could you do some Law as a boyfriend HC? both sfw and nsfw if that's ok uvu love your writing Nyx <3
A/N: O M F G I am so so sorry anon this has been sitting in my inbox for like EVER! and ty! I try my best for all of you! did all my lovelies miss me? I missed you guys Life has js been lifing and im thuggin it out, since I've been gone so long this is a double wammy! both nsfw and sfw as requested enjoy ;3
Characters: Trafalgar D Law x Fem! reader, ofc NSFW stuff is last so minors dni with that part, first time writing for our fav emo boi so bare with me!
Law Headcanon: SFW
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Okay where to start...ah! yea for this boi you'd have to make the first move, he won't admit it but he's too shy, the only way you found out that he had mutual feelings for you is because Bepo "accidentally" let a hint slip one drunk night.
His love language is gift giving and quality time, he has trouble with physical touch and affection but that doesn't mean he won't show it in another way!
He would like to spend time with you, not in the "lets go out!" kind of way, but in the way where he would sit in silence with you as you read a book, or as you make you and him a small snack, its comfortable silence since he doesn't really know how to start small talk.
As for gift giving I think whenever you guy's land on a island, he'd buy you like the islands flower (kinda like how states have their respective flower ykyk) but like a singular one and depending on how long you guys have been with each other, he'd leave it on your desk with a small note saying "I love you y/n-ya, L" or something like that,
If you guys were together for a long while like 4-6 months he'd approach you with it, hand it to you with a blush very visible on his cheeks and after you accepted it would plant a delicate soft kiss on your lips <3
Like I said before, not good with physical touch or affection, but of course he'll spoon you while you to sleep, it may be by accident but he'll kiss your neck softly mumbling sweet nothings in his sleep as his tatted hands run along the sides of your body soothingly.
NSFW part (minors get the hell out of here I'd like to not get reported pls and ty )
So I like to think law isn't good at eating you out, he has no idea what he's doing what so ever the stereotypical "can't find the clitoris" guy yk? he also made a face when he first tasted you, it wasn't like a bad face he just wasn't ready,
But damn is he good with his fingers, his long thick fingers that tease your entrance rubbing your sensitive nub, he'll have you creaming in a second with how far his fingers reach inside of you, he likes to have three fingers pumping in and out of your squelching pussy while he litters your neck with rough and passionate kisses, his chin beard tickling your neck as he whispers the most dirtiest, filthiest, defiling words into your listening ear in the most cooing gentle voice ever.
Listen this man's stamina ranges from slow romantic and only one-two rounds, to all night 100 different positions and never tiring,
Will randomly get boners at the most inconvenient times, in the middle of a fight and your clothes get all cut up he's looking at you with panic in his lungs and a hard-on, which you take notice to and laugh. "Really Law? here in the middle of-" "Shut up Y/n-Ya!"
His favorite position? Missionary, pretty vanilla but he likes the way your tits bounce as he full on rams into you, and seeing your fucked out bliss filled face is such a satisfying thing for him bonus points if your wearing his reading glasses (yes I believe he uses reading glasses sue me)
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Eee! I hope yall enjoyed this Law hc he's really hot on the market right now and I hope i could satisfy the Law lovers out there with this one! ty for reading reposts/reblogs are welcome js credit me! <3
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ghouljams · 6 months
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I am giving the go ahead to go and analyze. For I too am foaming at the mouth for the info dump of analyzing and putting songs to fics. I can't not listen to hozier when i read your works now.
Your works are just hozier coded to me
(am gunna also start signin off uvu)
- a hungry raccoon 🦝
My Darling I am Hozier coded. I am in love with that man, and nearly all my WIPs have a Hozier title because I'm a huge nerd. (I even got to see him in concert in september AAAAH he was so good)
Actually the Cowboy AU is the only one that doesn't have a Hozier title. Ghost/Goose's official title it "Here's Hoping(Things Look Better on the Other Side)." Which I'm not planning on changing but "I'll Crawl Home to You" would also work really well. Anyway Ghoul being pretentious under the cut.
So I am going to preface this saying that I believe Hozier has said the song is about addiction, the way it starts sweet and then you can't get out. But I have my own thoughts because I'm a romantic, and you're going to listen to them. I am going to interpret this as Ghost telling folks about Goose.
"Boys, workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat There's nothing sweeter than my baby I'd never want once from the cherry tree 'Cause my baby's sweet as can be She give me toothaches just from kissin' me"
OK verse 1. The first two lines are very much Ghost's time in the military. He's not really there, he's an empty person, a shell for the SAS to command, and he faces hell every day like that. He's hopeless, but he doesn't have a need for it, hell is an inevitability to him. Lines 3 and 4, I think that's again him in the military. He thinks about the life he's never going to have. He barely eats, he's in survival mode, there's not a life worth living for him so he only does what he needs to. Then with line 5 we meet Goose, and with line 6 Ghost decides he never wants anyone else. There's nothing sweeter than his baby, no one that takes him the way she does, she sees him for all that he is and she wants him anyway.
Then the last line of verse 1. UGH. The guilt. This is Price's kid. He loves her but she's bad for him, he can't have her. And Goose is still sweet to him, even when they both know there's no future for this, she still is sweet. AND IT HURTS. It hurts Ghost to be around her and so he pushes her away.
"Boys, when my baby found me I was three days on a drunken sin I woke with her walls around me Nothin' in her room but an empty crib And I was burnin' up a fever I didn't care much how long I lived But I swear I thought I dreamed her She never asked me once about the wrong I did"
Verse 2, we'll cover the chorus at the end. Yeah the sins. The SINS. Ghost pushing Goose away, but also a callback to how they met, to the bar and choosing each other. When Goose found him he wasn't a person, he was Ghost, he was bound for hell and nothing was going to lift him from the lake of fire. But then lines 3/4, Goose doesn't push to break his walls down, in fact she sets up her own. Stakes a flag on his head that say's "Goose's do not touch" and somehow that works. He has a safety net the likes of which he's never had before, and when he turns to look at Goose he realizes she doesn't have much either.
Line 4? She's given her whole life to a cause the same way he has, she's never made a choice that wasn't for someone else. There are expectations that she's taken on that no one should have asked her to. Ghost sees that, sees that he's a choice too and he has to decide if he's a good one. I think again(I know I've said this a million times) that Ghost has lived his career like he's dying. He's never cared about whether he makes it out alive, as long as the people he's watching over live it's fine. But Goose tells him, "you're not allowed to die" and he believes her. She never asks him what brought him to this point, but she's there when he's ready to tell her.
"My babe would never fret none About what my hands and my body done If the Lord don't forgive me I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me When I was kissing on my baby And she put her love down soft and sweet In the low lamplight I was free Heaven and hell were words to me"
Verse 3, lfg. Despite being a worrier, Goose really doesn't worry over what Ghost did in special forces. He served under her father, and that's worth its weight in gold. For all his "I'm dangerous" talk, Ghost has never raised a hand to her, never tried to hurt her, and never done anything to make her think that Price was wrong to recruit him. For all the bad he may have done, Goose holds onto Ghost's hope that it was all for the greater good.
They we wrap up the verse, lines 3-8, it doesn't matter if Ghost is bound for hell because he has Goose now, and whatever happens they're in it together. Goose accepts Ghost as he is, she loves him for all his flaws, and she has him body and soul. Lines 4 and 7 feel very much like an admittance from Ghost that Goose really wears the pants in their relationship. She's the one steering their ship, and he's perfectly happy to take her orders. It's freeing for him to put himself into the hands of someone who loves him so unconditionally that she would stand up at the gates of heaven and demand he be allowed in. She'd fight Gabriel himself for Ghost. But he'd never ask her to, because it doesn't matter anymore.
Heaven and Hell are just words, they're not a promise or a reward, or a weight around his neck. He has Goose, and she has him, and that's his heaven. He's free from trying to scrape a shred of forgiveness from a higher power, Goose is his God now.
"When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her"
Yeah Chorussss. We love the grave metaphors for Ghost, very cheeky little backstory nods. He's crawled out of a grave once, and he can do it again. Nothing will keep him from Goose, and the peace that she offers him. What's heaven, what's hell? He can find better rest in her arms, and he will always crawl home to her.
But also! "Lay me gently" GENTLY, he wants to be taken care of. Even in the lowest points of his life. He begs for it over and over between every verse. "Treat me gently, even if I leave it behind give me comfort." Over and over again. He doesn't expect comfort except in death, but by the end I have to think: who's laying Ghost to rest? Goose probably, and she will always treat him gently. Because for as big and scary as Ghost is, he craves softness. He's built tall walls to hide the cracks in his armor, to hide the delicate underbelly, but it's still there waiting to be loved. And Goose loves him, for all of it.
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triona-tribblescore · 7 months
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get nuked idiot /pos /aff /nukes kinda miss seeing you on my dash, hope youre ok!!
N-NOT IF I NUKE YOU FIRST!!!! /POS /AFF /DOUBLE NUKES
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bhfhjfb I miss all ur stuff too!!! (im back so prepare for a lil spam, sorry not sorry sorry TwT)
Im ok! just had to take a bit ig, life got crazyyyy overwhelming, had a LOT of work and stuff to sort out and get done, but im back and ready to slay bitches uvu <3 missed it here and our goofy interactions sm.
Hope youre doing well too!! :')) <3
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