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new-york-no-shoes · 8 days
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I hoped against hope that Taylor would give me an all too well for my adult self on this record and she really said “bestie I’ll do you one better” and slipped me The Manuscript. I’ve honestly never wanted to unhear something more in my life. Turns out I was not prepared.
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promptsbytaurie · 3 months
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do you have any good references for kiss scenes 🥲
of course!! let me know if you want/need more :D
fics for reference: good kiss scenes
the art of missing the ground - not too exaggerated of a kiss, feels very natural, sweet
paths are made by walking - a bit spicier ig?? i dunno these are more lighthearted
where you go, i will follow - kiss has meaning!!! kiss as a plot device!! good example of more 'negative' reasons ig (still soft tho)
but you saw enough - more climactic? also kinda spicier soooo...? (help me)
pick me up and dust me off - literally so soft you will get cavities. top tier fic. natural kiss too, not too exaggerated
shrapnel - good example, shows that not every relationship has to begin with or star a kiss
(ain't nothin' like) the real thing - definitely spicier. nice example of buildup and that good ol climactic approach where you're literally just screaming 'oh my god kiss already'
listen (he's already told you five times) - another good example of when kissing is not the only form of love!
i counted days, i counted miles - excellent buildup, the kiss has... meaning? it isn't just a kiss yknow it has emotional depth
but we can try - also has meaning. i'm not a huge fan of the trope where like 'oh they aren't in love/dating until they kiss' but this fic actually writes it really well!
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stormyoceans · 2 years
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losing my mind like. sorry i know i never shut up about dark pete burning the whole mafia world down to save vegas and macau but. i've seriously been losing my mind over it like
give me vegas and macau being late home after vegas went to pick macau up at school on his bike and not answering their phones and pete immediately knowing something is wrong. give me pete calling chay to ask if he saw them actually leave together and then, at chay's affirmative answer, calling arm all business-like: "i need a favor, but you can't tell anyone about it. if you won't help me just say so right away, i don't have time to waste." give me pete asking arm to hack into the security cameras on the way from macau's school to their home and watching all the footages until he spots a van cutting vegas' bike off and then taking vegas and macau away.
give me pete figuring out it's not a ransom situation but a personal vengeance. give me pete manipulating, bribing, maiming, and torturing people, promising them not to kill them if they give him the information he needs and then killing them anyway because whoever was behind this can't know pete is coming and dead men tell no tales. give me kinn and porsche eventually finding out what’s happening and asking pete why he didn’t go to them for help. give me pete answering, cold and detached, ‘frankly, i haven’t ruled out the involvement of the main family in this, yet. nor of the new minor one.’ give me porsche’s indignant ‘ai’pete!’ before trying to stop pete from leaving. give me pete pointing his gun at porsche because yes, porsche is his friend and pete loves him dearly, but that’s pete’s family they’re talking about and no one – NO ONE – is gonna tell pete how he has to go about saving it, if someone was stupid enough to think they could mess with vegas and macau now that they don’t hold the title of heirs of the minor family anymore, well then pete has to show them just how fucking wrong they are and bring them as an example for everyone else.
give me pete finally finding out who’s behind it and where they are keeping vegas and macau and getting ready to bring down an entire building full of people armed only with a gun and a knife. give me pete being smart about it, using stealth and smoke bombs to conceal his attacks, preferring the knife over a gun he would have to reload over and over again, putting into practice his experience as a boxer and all of chan’s teachings: circle around the target rather than move in a straight line; forgo the heart and target the abdominal aorta that sits unguarded at the top of the abdomen at the meeting of the ribs; if the opponent is guarding their vital targets well, strike at less vital areas to make the defender move and then go for the carotid in the neck, the brachial artery in the arm or the radial artery in the forearm, the femoral artery in the leg, the abdomen. give me pete finding macau locked alone in a room and macau not caring about the blood covering pete from head to toes and just hugging him tight because pete really came for them. give me pete handing the gun to macau because there’s no way he’s leaving macau behind and the two of them fighting their way to wherever they’re keeping vegas. give me vegas tied to a chair, half-high with whatever drug they injected in his system to keep him from fighting back, a constellation of cuts and bruises all over his body. give me vegas never seeing something so beautiful as pete, covered in blood and knife in hand, killing the dudes assigned to keep guard to vegas' room and then dropping on his knees in front of vegas to gently cup his face and put their foreheads together.
and the fucker who did this? give me pete dragging him in front of vegas and macau and not killing him right away, but slowly cutting him up and tearing him apart for every wound he can see on the two brothers: a tooth for macau’s split lip, an eye for the bruise blooming on vegas’ cheekbone, all of his fingers for vegas’ broken arm. and then, finally, give me pete bringing vegas and macau home and the three of them piling together in the same bed, holding each other all night, their little family of three that no one is allowed to touch.
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spoonyglitteraunt · 2 months
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If anyone wonders where I've been the past few days, I've been researching a new PC. The last time I did this was nearly ten years ago and I remember it not being fun then, but now it's just so. much. worse.
Back then it was easier to find decent information, now it's an ocean of articles that read like [company] sponsored up to tell you how their stuff definitely is the best on the market right now and please please please buy from them with our affiliate link so we get paid. Or articles that are so clearly AI CEO optimised bullshit that the start of a sentence doesn't know what end of it is saying. So I've spent the past few days alternating between
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also fun fact, apparently if you look up a cry gif but not sob or sobbing for some reason tumblr goes Are you ok fam? Do you need a please don't do something drastic phone line?
No tumblr, I'm not ok, I'm definitely not ok. Also you do realise a lot of your users are not in the US, right?
Anyway thanks to the help of some very sweet and lovely people I now have some things figured out. But definitely not out of the woods yet.
I'm so tired.
Remind me why I'm doing this again?
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... ok, fiiiine.
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baeshijima · 1 year
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its only just set in the fact my first finals exam is tmrw.
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hecksupremechips · 2 months
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The best feeling in the world is when there’s a piece of media you know you love and you’ve hyped it up as your favorite thing for so long but you haven’t revisited it in a while so you start to worry if it’s really as good as you make it out to be and so you go back and revisit it and it’s like. Oh this is even better than I remembered this shit rules
#the klock keeps ticking#i always get this feeling when i play 999 but tonight i got it with the letter#cuz ive uh finally decided to bite the bullet and play the evil meanie route where everyone dies 😟#a route ive put off for so long cuz its just too damn sad to think about akjdksk god it hurts#and ive played like for the most part every route of this game EXCEPT this one but i know the ending is really dark and i need to see it#plus i will at least get my beloved torture scene in so thats nice#i didnt kill off isabella though its a coma route which i hope still allows me to get the ending i want cuz i mean shell still be out of#commission in the final scene so hopefully it works out#but yeah no i started off tonight on the marianne chapter and while i did skip around through it cuz ive played it many times and i just#wanna get to the important stuff already alskj i also just replayed some of the best parts#aka the shit where lorraine appears and the gay shit alksks and god like hnnnghh not only does this chapter still ruin me emotionally#i also just remembered why i love this character so much and remembered just how good the character writing in this game is#and i also played into the rebecca chapter and didnt skip as much cuz i actually am not as familiar with the coma route#cuz it makes me sad and i never revisited it lol and i havent gotten to The Scene that makes me sob yet#its so coming though dont worry but idk i guess its just been cuz ive been thinking about p3 so much lately#and in particular shinji both the death route and coma route but in particular the coma cuz thats what im writing#and damn lol the letter just writes the grief and nuanced relationships and death stuff so much better lol god#like marianne loses her childhood best friend whom she has a gay ass relationship with to suicide and like its just better#she blames herself and still isnt even kinda okay with it after 13 years#like it just fucking ruined her and the only thing keeping her from losing it is her repression and drinking problem and unattached sex#and then with coma route well fucking first off isabellas friends actually like. visit her frequently damn#and they just all have such unique ways of coping like Zach is being optimistic so no one gets too upset#rebecca is sorta in charge of making sure everything goes smoothly she has to contact the family and make big decisions#and shes also just taking the most stress and shes got so many complicated feelings around isabella going on but she genuinely cannot stand#that isabella is hurt shes fucking destroyed she loves isabella and then ashton AAAAA god yeah i also just remembered that hes SUCH a good#character hes like being a genuine asshole right like Rebecca calls to tell him that isabella is comatose now and he literally doesnt let#her say anything he literally says ‘i dont have time for other things rn’ like the wellness of his friend is just ‘other things’#but you just know thats not it not at all hes burying himself in work to the point of destruction so he can figure out who did this and make#everything okay and he refuses to show even an ounce of vulnerability cuz THE SECOND HE DOES IT ALL COMES OUT AND HE CANT GET OUT OF BED#ANYMORE CUZ HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO BE OKAY WHEN THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE IS DYING
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i s2g if one more person asks kaneki "what happened to you" "what changed" HE GOT PHYSICALLY AND MENTALLY TORTURED?!?!?! FOR LIKE A MONTH?!?!?! SORRY THAT CHANGES A GUY!?!?!?!?
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iwantyoursexmp3 · 7 months
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you really just can't go back after you got queerbaited by destiel throughout the 2010s. that changes you permanently
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mishkakagehishka · 8 months
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His laugh....😭😭😭😭
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astragatwo · 8 months
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rose's birthday today.. i'm sad we can't appreciate her under better circumstances 😔
IM SO UPSET ABOUT THIS WAAAAUUGHHGHHHHG
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It's not going to stop me from drawing her something because that's my wife I need to but MAN I really wish I could do that without everything else happening nagging me 😭😭😭😭😭
Maybe I should just allot myself 24hrs to close my eyes and just celebrate my favorite character's birthday in peace and then go back to being smad about all of this
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kraviolis · 8 months
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anyone: cleo shaw,
me, instantly:
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cubestresser · 9 months
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The characters in my mind are making me cry
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gatun-gatunesco · 11 months
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#that post about meeting people in the wild reminds me what my therapist said#“you should meet another person. after some healing of course” and at that time i did not thought so much about it#i was crying and sobbing so bad for me to process that information#but now that i remembered. how the hell will i do that without using a dating app?#imagining that i am already healed without trauma and willing to open my heart again for someone else#how would i: an asexual neurodivergent introvert. would find a compatible person in the wild? that is kind of impossible!#using a dating app? ugh. that is very wack. i do not know a single person who had a good experience using one of those#and truly. would i ever be fine to have romance again? the remaining romantic love i have is dying#the trauma changed me from greysexual to fully asexual. after years of self hate i was comfortable with my naked body#now that i am sex repulsed. i can not tolerate see my body. even in this hellish heat of summer i must have clothes. showering is a torture#would not be better to be Aroace and that is it? being free of all that partner stuff? just having more friends would not do the trick?#i can try to find a way to change and not want to have physical affection nor physical love. It always brought me trouble#but i doubt my therapist agrees. she was kind of serious about having another person with me#why i am not strong enough to do everything alone? why do i have to be prone to sickness? why the hell do i need physical love?!#is so gross and awful. i hate my body so much. why do you need that fucker? we can hug ourselfs! settle for that
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maximum-father · 8 months
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i hope he cant hear. fuck.
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afieldinengland · 2 years
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#thinking about how it felt last winter to sob before the impassive. it’s easier than sobbing before the empathetic— good god!! isn’t it#i think i need someone to be very very violently angry at me. i think there’s a deep part of me that can’t understand why nobody’s been#cruel to me for so long— and more than that why no one’s ever beaten me within an inch of my life like i probably deserve#angry gods are so simple in their own way. really really primitive. you know where you stand#He sits there and smokes i cry and shake and starve and throw up vodka and occasionally he grinds my face into the ground with his heel.#right? and now i’ve come away from that. obviously. and pan’s rage is never aimed at me— the sun’s displeasure is never taken out on my body#but some desperate part of me— well that’s all he understands. why?#i didn’t live on a diet of that rage for more than a winter. did i?#but yes. to be actually brutally treated— yelled at until i wept by a complete impassive— the terror of the concept feels so way-off#it’d be terrible and despicable and horrible obviously. but i think some part of me feels like i’m getting away with something now there’s#no god who wants me to cane my back open— and a tender lover who’d patch those same wounds up#‘a burnt child loves the fire’ i suppose. you want the tenderness and not the initial torture that must precede the bandage. i don’t know#i want to be taken care of. i want to apologise over and over to someone i’ve angered whilst crying. who doesn’t?
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35253319 · 5 months
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Exhibit A) What happens when you're sleep deprived for so so long.
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