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fromdarzaitoleeza · 10 months
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bro are u ok? i think u feel bad
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-Clarice Lispector
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lostestleo · 6 months
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I stand with Ukraine
Please don’t forget about the war still happening.
🇺🇦
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vintagesuga · 5 months
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Happy birthday, our lovely Astronaut. 🌠
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My moon, I hope you are doing well. We miss you. Stay warm, and come home safe. <3
^credit to jiminiemeutudo on tik tok
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I think
Late last night I decided it best to take a break after the next big update on AMM. Just to get a bit of a stockpile going but also it’s the holidays and all that? Not to mention I still have a lot going on irl that’s increasingly desiring my attention.
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jamieedlund · 1 year
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I love your take on Aaravos and Callum so much. It warms my (possibly) dead heart. I also think it would be funny if an elf ends up joining them in being fugitives
(Warning! Semi-long post! read at your own discretion💗)
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Hello hello As someone who’s obviously been alone in my journey of loving them, first of all, I can’t say this enough but hearing that my work brings joy to others is the best thing anyone can say to an artist so, from the bottom of my heart, thank you <3.
(Sorry for the really late respond I feel like I ought to finish with my thesis about Aaravos first before making any more contents about them due to the horrible assassinations of their meeting and therefore the sabotage of their entire relationship within the canon that surely I will get to explain why in excruciating details soon, but I really do wanna answer this one ask so here we are (ง •_•)ง)
Secondly, actually this question was already asked in one of the longest Q&A I could have ever possibly provided, click here if you want to read the rest of it! But for your sake here is a screenshot to that exact question:
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But I would also like to elaborate this point a little further for this particular question because I love anyone who loves my boys. Sorry for any grammar mistakes I might have made in advance🙏
When it comes to people who would join them, I would say there will be a lot of people with very specific situations that would want to seek them out.
*Note that I use “people” here because to Callum everyone is an individual and so he calls them “person”, species isn’t an issue to him also he called Rayla a person despite being an elf so … yea elves are people idk I don’t make the rules ¯\(ツ)/¯
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They would all tease Callum about how much he cares for this bastard of a man(Aaravos) when they part ways eventually though... Which is always hilarious.
Again, thank you for reading and loving my two idiots 🎉🎉🎉
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eureka-its-zico · 2 months
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i’m so sorry for your loss. grief can be a weird/scary thing to navigate. last year, i found this comment on reddit that explains grief and how it feels. it’s a little long, but it’s helped me a lot with my dad’s passing. i figured maybe it can help you too ♥️
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As for grief, you'll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you're drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it's some physical thing. Maybe it's a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it's a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.
In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don't even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you'll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what's going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything...and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.
Somewhere down the line, and it's different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O'Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you'll come out.
Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don't really want them to. But you learn that you'll survive them. And other waves will come. And you'll survive them too. If you're lucky, you'll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.
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From the bottom of my heart: thank you for this.
I’ve read this over and over what feels like a hundred times. Each time I’ve read it, it seemed I understood it in a new way. I have days where it feels like the waves aren’t suffocating. Where the shipwreck of my loss doesn’t feel like it’s relentlessly pulling me under, while others days it’s completely drowning me.
It’s so weird. I expect to wake up and just start talking to her. Getting on instagram, Tumblr, TikTok, or even just opening our texts reminds me with painful clarity it won’t happen.
I started playing Baldur’s Gate 3 for her last year. She kept telling me Astarion is not only a sassy vampire who I would love, but he had one of the most painful angsty backstories ever. She honestly wasn’t wrong. I finally was able to finish it for her. Even if I literally cried at random moments and had to get up and take a break. I wish I could discuss him with her. Tell her a whole lot of things and have her talk me into writing for him (aka something for her). Although I can’t tell her what impact his storyline had on me, I decided to still write it out and send it to her. To let her know - if she already doesn’t.
Thank you, again, for taking the time to send me this. I absolutely appreciate you sending something that conveys in the most tragically beautiful way what it means to miss someone always 🖤
P.s. I am so incredibly sorry to read about your loss🖤
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angeloncewas · 5 months
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The urge to bring up my partner to everybody at any given moment
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dreamingofmarauders · 2 months
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Hiya!! I was wondering (if you have one) could you add me to the taglist of your most recent James Potter series? Its so good so far!!
Hiiii!
First of all, thank you so much, I’m glad you like the fic! It means a lot to me! <33
Second, I don’t have a tag list but I can make one and I’ll add you so it tags you for when the remaining parts come out! <33
Thank you so much and I hope you’re doing well! :)
If anyone else wants to be added, let me know!
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bisexual-horror-fan · 7 months
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Sometimes being the way I am, fixated the way I am, writing for this small grouping of fandoms going on three and a half years, really feels like sitting in a cafe' and people watching. Many people stop in, many sit for a while, talk, hang out, consume and/or create but, most eventually get up, leave, and I'm here again. Watching people pass on by.
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a4g · 1 year
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hi mr a4g on timblr. just wanted to show my appreciation for your art, theres something about the spokes you draw that just cheers me up really. ive been preparing for a ridiculously important exam slash competition lately and making your art my wallpaper has helped a ton. hope this doesnt sound too weird or anything lol best wishes to you from china :)
This is such a sweet message, thank you THANK YOU, I’m glad my art helps you :’DD
I wish you so much luck on your exam!!!!
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misty-moth · 3 months
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Wanna draw Satan… wanna redraw the Arthur I 85% completed before hating it… but I really really really wanna zigazig ah 🖐️😔
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fig · 1 year
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I'm so tired. I get my sleep, probably not enough of it but I get my sleep never the less. I go to school and socially interact with other people. I go to Boy scout meetings every week. I listen to my friends when they need someone. I talk to my family when I need someone. I am there. So why is that so tiring. I just want to exist, to get by, to exist without questioning it. To stop being wiped on my ass by these events every day. To stop being pushed too far by my teacher saying something a little too harshly. To finally be able to cherish the existence I was given. I'm just tired. I want to sleep all the time, even when I have woken up.
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itsfirenze · 5 months
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Hello my dear mutus!
I just wanted to know how you’re doing. How it’s going in your little life. I hope you’re okay
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traumaodyssey · 7 months
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Maybe I never will speak with you again.
My therapist knows your name
knows the days since you cut yourself off,
Knows how bad I miss you…at least a fraction of it.
She knows I loved you.
…love
You.
Maybe one day we’ll meet again
Maybe not in this lifetime…
But I hope
I hope
In the next.
Maybe our lucky stars burned out
or the wrong fates aligned.
Maybe we aren’t cosmic stardust that began time together—
Like I always thought,
like we always said we’d stay,
like we thought we’d always be,
drawn together.
…maybe I’ll never find my cosmic soulmate.
Maybe this is the wrong timeline, and it was never meant to be.
Perhaps in another time,
another place,
Somewhere out in outer space-
in a distance galaxy or
another world…
Maybe that’s where we’re meant to be.
Meant to find each other.
Meant to stay
But not here
…never here…
And that’s…that’s okay.
I can’t wait forever on a date that isn’t written.
But I hope you know that you are loved,
Across all time and all places, all space and all universes,
In every iteration of You,
From every iteration of Me.
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eureka-its-zico · 4 months
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Is it 4:30 in the morning for me? Yes. Am I wondering now after seeing your inspo for doc if zoro does the hand flex thing? Absolutely. God I love emotionally constipated men
It’s currently 1:39 am for me 🤣 let’s just start expressing the time to one another.
Zoro 1000000% does the hand flex thing. The first time they touched on accident when he landed on top of her coming out of the well rattled him to his core.
His whole entire body was a hand flex.
P.s. I hope you are well, darling.
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