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moku-youbi · 1 year
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I fucking hate intrusive thoughts, especially when I'm sick and the feeling sick and intrusive thoughts keep feeding into each other. Like, I'm super nauseous and have a headache, and so literally every thirty seconds or so when a wave of nausea spreads up my chest, I get this vivid mental image of smacking my head as hard as I can back against my headboard, and just imagining the crack of it, and it's like I can feel the pain, and so that makes me more nauseous, like WHAT THE FUCK BRAIN?? Even my normal methods of dealing with anxiety and intrusive thoughts don't work when it gets like this, and my nausea meds aren't working tonight, and it's a dumb cycle and I just want to go to bed but can't until I stop feeling like I'm about to throw up.
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watersofblueisland · 2 years
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An Apology Too Late
Love poems, garlands of words, From your heart to hers, I was the third person in the story Who only knew to make things worse
Purity of happiness, Sugar rainbow coated dress, A safety you found in each other, A prayer to confess
No apology can turn around, The beautiful hopes I drowned, My noise was a dramatic betrayal To the symphony of your sounds
I wanna take back all the things I said, Perhaps your ship deserved a chance instead. Would've hidden my sword had I seen That mine wasn't the only blood shed
You both deserved better, A love song together, Not my insecure weapons and knives Tainting your lives, A serenity now left undiscovered...
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dancing-homestuck · 16 days
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I made a Ram Ranch uquiz mostly to entertain my bf, but uquiz be upon ye
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adhd-merlin · 2 months
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luvrrszn · 7 months
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this is how you fall in love
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BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW x FEM READER
summary just you and rooster, forever
warnings fluff fluff fluffy fluff not proofread !
a/n pls send me a man like rooster thanks
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the night bradley first met you, he knew one day you two would share a home filled with love and laughter.
despite the dim lighting of the bar and the crowd of people, you still catch bradley's attention from the very moment he steps into the bar. you're dancing with your best friend next to the jukebox, a grin plastered on your face. you're wearing a short red dress, the skirt of your dress swishing around you as you move to the rhythm to the music.
bradley can't help but stare. no one notices, except penny. she rests her forearms on the bar, leaning forward. she says, "she's single, you know. go shoot your shot." he smirks slightly, then turns to look at you, catching your gaze.
usually, when you're caught staring, you immediately look away. but with the help of a little liquid courage, you hold bradley's gaze, refusing to look away first. he stares at you and you stare back, even as he gets up from his seat at the bar and makes his way over to you.
"hey, gorgeous. i'm bradley, but everyone calls me rooster. can i buy you a drink?" he says, staring into your eyes. you'd be a fool not to accept. you were many things, but definitely not a fool.
"that would be wonderful." you tell him, smiling. you tell him your name and follow him to the bar.
throughout the course of the night, bradley learns your favourite colour, why you're in town, and most importantly your number.
"call me." you say, pressing your lips to his cheek after he drops you off at your doorstep that night. bradley replies with a "yes ma'am" and watches you fumble with your keys. his hands are stuffed into the pockets of his jeans as he leans against his car, waiting for you to make it back into your apartment safely.
only when you lock the front door behind you does bradley drive off.
the very friday the next week, bradley takes you out for dinner. he knocks on your front door at 630pm sharp, with ample time for you to make it for your 7pm reservation.
with a reservation at one of the best restaurants in town, you made sure to dress your best. you wore a long black dress, which hugged your body in all the right places. your hair was pulled back into a sleek low bun, your lips painted dark red. you looked pretty, and most importantly, you felt pretty.
bradley lets out a low whistle as you do a little spin for him. your cheeks flush as smile softly. you hold onto his forearm for balance as you put on your heels, and the whole scene feels oddly domestic.
strangely enough, you didn't mind. you had only met bradley once before, but the two of you had talked throughout the week, and you already felt comfortable with him.
"what are you smiling so happily about?" bradley chuckles, snapping you out of whatever fantasies you were thinking about.
"nothing." you reply, but your grin remains on your face.
the moment you realised you were in love with bradley was around the time where you were 3 months into dating. it had starting raining during your lunch date, so to shield you from the rain, bradley put his zip-up hoodie on your shoulders and used his body to shield you from the rain.
once you made it to the car, he opened the car door for you, and closed it behind you like a true gentleman. then, he walked back to the sidewalk. curious, you stared in his direction. you watched as he bent down and started picking things up from the sidewalk and moving them into the trimmed grass next to it. he was picking up....worms?
five minutes later, he came back running to the car.
"sorry for keeping you waiting, babe."
you didn't really know what to say, so you just replied, "it's okay. the worms...looked like they needed help."
"thanks, i knew you'd understand." he grinned as he started the engine.
the moment you knew you were going to marry bradley occurred when you were at mav and penny's for dinner. you had dropped something on the floor, and bent down from your seat on a chair to pick it up. without batting an eye, bradley put his hand over the sharp corner of the table, while continuing to talk to mav.
that very moment, you knew that you were going to marry him someday. you knew he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. being with him felt natural, like it was the way things were meant to be.
no matter what happened in life, at some point the two of you were meant to argue over whose apartment to move into.
the two of you were meant to squabble over what colour the bathroom towels for your new shared apartment should be.
the two of you were meant to walk down the aisles of a supermarket to look for the nicest-smelling detergent.
the two of you were meant to squabble over things like the toilet seat being left up. (bradley learnt his lesson after that fight. the toilet seat was always left down. whatever you wanted, you got.)
the two of you were meant to sit at the dining table with cups of tea, going over your grocery list for the week.
and that was exactly what the rest of you life with bradley "rooster" bradshaw was like.
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deanlikeshisangel · 1 year
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he is the bastard prince after all.
nikolai lantsov in love
warnings : none
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nikolai lantsov became an unspoken tragedy the moment he was born. he loved stories as a kid, stories about lands far far away, of beasts and princesses, tales of voyages and sunken ships, of mermaids luring unsuspecting fools to their deaths, and of course stories about true love. he wanted to live the stories he couldn't write but he knew they weren't for him, he is the bastard prince after all.
nikolai lantsov believes falling in love is like lying naked in a field of roses. love makes you vulnerable, pricks your skin and bleeds your heart dry and then maybe, just maybe, you can seek comfort in the gentle caress of the blood red petals.
nikolai lantsov is not weak because nikolai lantsov craves love, he is one of the few who dare.
nikolai lantsov is falling for the saint with the golden light and only hopes there's someone to save him.
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lunarharp · 11 months
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into the deep end - 30k T orufrey fic, focusing on memory trauma, disability, and romance.
the sweet oblivion of the victim, the poisoned freedom of the other.
for one moment - it had felt like two parts returned - the needed reunion of two disparate halves. no more secrets, no more pain.
the moment you get to give back what you never wanted to take. that moment, under the night-blooming flowers, when they had both let out the same single broken sigh of relief.
but they were never whole to begin with, were they?
qifrey swore he wouldn't say 'sorry' to this man any more if he could help it - sorry is cheap now. he didn't want to be in a position ever again where you only have 'sorry' left. so he just looks down into the threads of his blanket, strains his eye until it hurts, feeling his insides - his throat, heart and head - burn with pain. he expects more, but olly says nothing.
olly says nothing.
#witch hat tag#orufrey#sorry i wanted to make a new post for my fic since the first illustration is new.#*stands in the middle of a desolate field in the pouring rain* Please Read My Tale...Blease..Oh god please..*collapses to the ground*#someone asked if there's spoilers in it. Um...yes. Sorry...it's about everything#maybe i should describe it more? it's about qifrey becoming more and more disabled - as i feel is his canon trajectory#and both of them processing the choices that have been made. it was necessary for me to explore this in order to fully understand orufrey#and for them to have the cathartic conclusion-that's why this is important to me for my witch hat fanwork making life. this connects it all#and having dived into qifrey's mind and lived through oru's feelings i was able to get to a place that is possible for them.#the hit/kudos ratio is so pathetic idek what happened. ppl opening it realising its long and saving it for later or just bailing lmfao#idek any more i hate advertising my writing i hate trying to get more ppl to read my long fics it's so hard 🥲#i'm so much prouder of this than my art...i was able to sink deeply into the orufrey feelings i had always wanted to fully explore#so. it's there lol.........i reread the date/kiss segment today after trying to forget about it thinking maybe the fic is just BAD lol#and like.....nope! i like it very much and this is what i was trying to get across. and it's always there to be read by anyone who wants to#and i will always remember the bliss i felt while writing when i was just lost in their world and living as them. dear GOD i love them.#i'm grateful to myself that i put in the work and love to make this so that i can always come back to it. i wanna illustrate scenes properly#but i'm never satisfied with drawing things i've written because i just can't capture the vivid experience in my mind. maybe one day.
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starmocha · 10 hours
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Love and Deepspace + Tumblr Text Post ↳ Zayne, Part 2
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front-facing-pokemon · 9 months
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freensrcha · 2 years
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angry pat appreciation
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veliseraptor · 6 months
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writes an email to my supervisor that just says "i'm cold for some reason and it's halloween and i'm very tired, can i go home*"
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fydramas · 11 months
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—Edgar Cayce  
happy birthday to my favorite person in the world, my queen, my soulmate @kimporchay ♡​
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stabbyfoxandrew · 4 months
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*gritting my teeth and trying not to cry* it's a wip it's a wip it's a wip it doesn't have to be perfect it just needs to be written it's a wip it's a wip it's a wip!!!!
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yourpostisonpinterest · 2 months
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@fartgallery
i found your post on pinterest! (again)
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quarks-pussy · 6 months
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Mirror Kira is something that can actually be so personal
#in a number of ways tbh like defo in a gay way and in terms of clone fucker rights and in terms of evil girlbossing etc etc but most of all#most of the mirror characters (to me) feel like au versions of the prime characters and obviously they ARE but they're still very much atta#attached to the prime characters y'know what i mean? like maybe not everyone but most mirror characters do feel like they basically are wha#the prime characters could've been if their lives had been different and like it's not completely out of the question for mirror kira but s#she still feels so... herself. like she's not defined by prime kira on any level. most mirror characters feel very defined by their prime c#counterparts and mirror kira... she's different. she is literally herself and no similarities will change that. she does not exist as an ex#extension of prime kira she is her own separate character. mirror kira could literally exist in the prime universe without even having to b#connected to prime kira by anything other than name and face. file off her serial numbers and you're golden & have a new and extremely comp#compelling villain. she is separate she's herself and nobody else. all the other mirror characters feel like twisted versions of the prime#characters who took a different path at some point. if there's any way to apply this to mirror kira that point would be her birth. like she#genuinely feels like they took a look at the circumstances on bajor in the mirror verse and thought about how a bajoran might grow up there#and THEN they made that bajoran kira. like i'm not saying she's nothing like prime kira but she just feels so much more developed tbh as if#they genuinely wrote out her whole life rather than just its present state y'know. it's great! i adore her#anyway#mirror kira nerys#mirrorverse#star trek deep space nine#ds9#yes most of the meat of this post is in the tags lmao idek why#original posts fresh from quark's pussy
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byanyan · 30 days
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if you think byan hasn't broken bones numerous times in their parkour adventures... you would be wrong. they don't make mistakes often these days, but in the past, especially as they were first learning (as in, teaching themself), there were many mishaps to speak of. their largest scar, one which runs up along their right side, came as a result of a parkour accident (and included a couple of fractured ribs, as well). they've broken an arm, a wrist, a couple fingers, and had many, many sprains over the years. learning was nothing if not a messy process, but it paid off - the talent they boast now is pretty high, and they only get better as they keep putting everything they've learned into practice.
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