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softaikiria · 1 month
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Querido Nadie;
No me invites a tomar vino porque eso significa que estaré desnuda pidiéndote otro beso. Me he vuelto inhumana, básicamente invencible, entonces comencé a buscar con qué enfermarme y elegí volverme a enamorar. Nadie ha venido por mí esta noche, en la calle del frente no me espera ningún hombre y nadie se comerá mis dolencias y me arrancará el corazón. Y mientras vos beses mis pies y caderas, yo deseare verte por mi vida entera y mientras vos besás mis manos y repetís cuan suave soy. . . en tu hogar hay alguien esperando.
¿Oh, seré yo una mujer destinada a ser la otra? Quien se entera muchos días luego y llora. ¿Oh, seré yo la chica que ahora no espera nada? Me han arrebatado el corazón de las peores maneras y ya no hay nada. Ven a casa y devora mis dolores, has que desaparezcan las inseguridades y permíteme volver a sentir con inocente ingenuidad. Ya no hay tranquilidad en mi mente e inquieta pienso al verte ¿quién es realmente la otra mujer?
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trigutta · 11 months
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Si pudiera volver a nacer Te vería cada día amanecer Sonriendo como cada vez Como aquella vez
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witchyboba · 2 years
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He has a mullet, I repeat, HE HAS A MULLET
Also if you remember Finn saying this, ily
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suckersforpeep · 2 years
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Love me
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Casually thinking about how Xie Lian can actually cook averagely, he just chooses to cook the way he does because it’s how his mother used to cook.
Don’t talk to me I’m not feeling too great ☹️‼️‼️
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biccshacc · 2 years
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Dont forget to smile! :)))))
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headfullofpresley · 1 year
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“goodbye, goodbye, goodbye; you were bigger than the whole sky, you were more than just a short time. and i’ve got a lot to pine about, i’ve got a lot to live without. i’m never gonna meet what could’ve been, would’ve been, should’ve been you.”
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ameliawarnerr · 2 years
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Evanescent
(She was the evanescent of his life— there and gone.)
Part 10
(Part 9: here)
MC’s POV
I close my eyes and let myself relax in the hot water. Though my mind is anything right now but relaxed. Since Jake walked out of that door, I'm incapable of forming coherent thoughts. It's like my mind is shut down and all I can hear is my heart bearing in a distance.
It’s so uncomfortably quiet. I have no idea what Dan might be thinking of this entire situation. I did not get a chance to talk to him. Alex is somehow calm but that's unhelpful. Alex is a token of reality and Jake is like an illusionary world full of love and happiness with a greater magnetic force than that of earth. Still, I find myself getting compelled to choose the reality.
The uncertainty of my decision sends me to the very edge. Taking decisions— it has never been my favourable position. The fear of regret never lets me decide. Because of that, I have let people decide for me. If anything regretful happens I’d simply put the blame on them. But right now, there is no one taking decision for me. If I choose the wrong path— I will be the one to regret. The previous face off with regret almost put me in denial.
After I read Rose’s message about my mother's death, I cried myself to sleep. The next morning I woke up— I was in denial. I forgot it ever happened and missed the funeral. The next day, I came across Rose’s text again and I broke again as if it was the first time realising my mother is dead.
The warmth of the water calms me down a bit. I severely lack the motivation to get out of the bathroom. If anything, I’ll sleep right in this water. Because I am so undeniably tired.
Everyone might be expecting me to make a life changing decision right now but here I am drowning in my incompetence.
Now when I am trying to make it right, I'm breaking someone else.
Sometimes, I wonder if Jake and I share that kind of love that would make it hard to live without eachother. But when I look into those emarald eyes of his, all these doubts evaporates.
I somehow manage to dry myself and put on a knee-length robe. The room doesn't match the brightness of the bathroom. The curtains are drawn and lights are off. Maybe I left it that way or maybe I didn't.
Without knocking into something, I make it safely to the side table to have my phone. As I switch it on, light blinds me. With the little light, I manage to notice a figure lying on the bed.
My heart makes its presence known by beating faster and louder. No movement or no noise comes from Jake. Maybe he is already asleep. I stand there staring at him. Overwhelming tears build up in eyes and I cannot see clearly anymore. Well, neither can my consciousness when I dare lie beside him.
I lie motionless as an inanimate object. Five minutes of going through the pros and cons, I turn around towards him. My hand hovers over his body as another debate starts between my heart and mind. My eyes opened widely as I try to look at his face. Even his asleep face looks tired. He really need this sleep.
I slowly take my hand back. I don't want to disturb him with my sudden urge to have him in my arms. I’m about close my eyes when Jake’s hand wraps around my waist. As I try to process that, Jake pulls me towards him still in sleep. His face dangerously close to mine. If he- or I, move a bit, his lips would be on my cheek.
My side of bed is left vacant. At this point, I let myself fall prey to my urges. I wrap my hand around his waist. Even in sleep, he gets the messages and pulls me even closer. His leg pushed slighting between mine. I shuffle a little, my head now against his chest and I try hard to be still and let him sleep.
I fail terribly. Everything we did ever since saw eachother comes to me in flashes. And I can't help but to sniff a little. I curse slightly, trying to pull myself away before I start waking him up. But I guess I already did that.
As I try to get out of his grip, he only tightens his hold. His hand from my waist travels up to my head and I am sure he is awake now.
Guilt starts taking over me. “I’m sorry to wake—”
“Stay.” He whispers.
I forget how to breath. Maybe if I had forgotten how to perform fundamental functions of life before, like breathing, the people around mine would have to go through this much.
“Jake, that's—”
He suddenly pulls back and I can see his face. His eyes are insane. They make me go insane. His gaze pulls every ounce of sleepiness out of me.
“Selfish? Reckless? Not the right thing to do? I don't care. The only person I care about is you and if you are getting away from me then I don't mind doing reckless things.” His chest rises and falls.
“You are putting me in a difficult spot here.” Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.
“Then what am I supposed to do? Let you go? You think, this isn't a difficult position itself?”
My breath hitches. The closeness of his body doesn't help either but I'm incapable of pulling away. “I don’t know what to do, Jake. I’m scared. I have no idea if I should keep avoiding it or face it. I want to run away. Again. But I don't think that's a healthy way to deal with problems. I’ve tried running away, I’ve tried avoiding it and, and,” Pushing words out of my pith is becoming a difficult task. “I can't do this anymore. I mean, how long,” I don't finish it. “I though someone would understand. I though you would—”
He pulls me into a hug again and hides his face in the crook of my neck, his hand still on my hair– caressing it. “I understand. I'm sorry. Just know that I will never despise you for what you are doing. We never made any promises anyway, did we?” His tone lighten. “I'm glad we didn't.”
I am not sure how to take it so I let it be. I solely focus on his embrace around me. In his arms, the time stops. I feel like I have eternity to deal with my problems and right now I can just be here, with him. The world and everything in it feels far far away. Euphoric— that's how I feel.
I catch a little, “You’ll be okay.” And drift further into my safe space.
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When my eyes open again, my Euphoria
My Euphoria
It's gone.
In his place lies a letter.
It is just a piece of paper, it's not a letter, I tell myself. Without caring about my appearance right now, I leave the bed. I search the bathroom— no one, empty. With a rush of anxiousness, I hurriedly search the whole first floor.
Breakfast.
He might be having breakfast. I descend the stairs in a clumsy way, skipping one or two. The table is empty.
My heart flashes the worst case scenarios. “Dan!” I shout.
Dan appears from his room. “What's wrong?” His voice is low and his hair messed up. He was still sleeping. My head snap towards the clock— it's still early.
“Jake. Where's he?”
“Huh? I just woke up.”
No, no, no—
I run, run like a hydra headed monster is chasing me. My steps get slower as I reach my our temporary room. They get even slower as I approach the bed and the piece of paper the letter on it.
I take it in my hand and turn it over.
To Amelia
Forgot how to breath. Forgot to stand— I'm on the floor.
I open it.
Dear dangerously beautiful Amelia,
Firstly, I am sorry.
Secondly, I love you.
So much that I am sure I would not be able to bear the sight of you leaving.
Do you remember when you held a grudge (for five minutes) because I used to read your texts? Well, you can hold a grudge forever against me for leaving earlier.
Maybe it was mistake. Maybe Us was a mistake. But it was the most alluring mistake I ever commited. And far from being something I regret. I will never ever regret anything we did. I hope you feel the same.
Thirdly, thank you.
For finding Hannah with me.
For trusting me.
For making me experience things I never thought I would.
For loving me.
For making me such an important person in your life that leaving became a difficult decision to make.
For making me a reason to stay.
For being my reason to stay.
But sometimes some relations overpower others.
Sometimes, people are so exquisite that they are only worthy of being in unforgettable memories.
Don't forget me, okay?
;)
— Jake
She was the evanescent of his life— there and gone.
He was the evanescent of her life— there and gone.
—The End—
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FIRSTLY, I AM SORRY!
Secondly, the Epilogue will be there! (YOU CAN ALSO TELL ME IF YOU WANT TO SEE ANYTHING PARTICULAR IN THE EPILOGUE)
Thirdly, ...........I'm sad......how about a sequel?
The insecurity level before posting this chapter gotta be the HIGHEST I have ever reached!
So lemme know if I messed up...
Anyway!!!
Is this the end???? Damn!
I made it!
Because of you!!
Lemme know you fav part of the whole fic!
Thank youu
Love y’all
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simp4wom3n · 1 year
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Hi!!
Another update: it has now been 2 WEEKS since I was shadow banned and tumblr is still yet to get back to me... yay
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^ Real time footage of me trying to escape the shadow ban :)
I have sent them MANY messages about it - at this point pleading for their help - and I have got nothing in return :)
Over the course of the two weeks, I have lost a lot of motivation to write, and when I finally do sit down to write I am reminded of how upset Tumblr has made me so my mood is instantly killed - and it fkn suckssssss
To everyone who has been messaging me and trying to help I seriously appreciate it and I just hope that Tumblr decides to help me soon - before I ultimately start to hate them :)
I love all of you and hopefully I will be resurrected soon <3
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flowersandtianshan · 1 year
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Bro I can't imagine Momo's reaction when He Tian leaves...
And that scene seems to be getting closer...
🥲🥲🥲
Also, I hope He Tian will be with everyone, at least until Jian Yi recovers (longer is better!) because I'm sure as hell Jian Yi will really be heartbroken if Tian leaves when he can't even send his friend on his way, and if Jian Yi is sad, so is Xixi🥲
They all had been through so much things together; if one of them is not there...🥲
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hhonghu · 1 year
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i got shot down with a community label TUBMLR WHY SHOO SHOO SOB
do i request a second review but then its literal smut
COME ON MAN :(
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softaikiria · 3 months
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Querido Nadie:
Le he rezado a Dios miles de veces, le he pedido por su misericordia y he implorado porque te guíe en buen camino; sin embargo, pareciera no escucharme o pareciera que la voz de todos los males tuviera más peso en tus hombros. Padre, a quien debo yo rezarle para que dejes las malas costumbres y que tu mano de hombre ya no pese en otro cuerpo. Padre, a quien debo yo pedirle para que sanes. Hay días en los que siento que hablo al vacío, imágenes creadas por mis mismos delirios y esperanzas absurdas esperando algún tipo de cambio. Como esperas, padre, que yo crea en otros hombres, si a quien más amo es quien más me ha dañado. Mi corazón de niña hecho añicos y mis esperanzas de mujer desparramadas como gotas de vino. Ahora, soy quien llora en la sala de su casa tan silenciosa que pareciera abandonada. Vino en mano y un cigarro en la otra, supongo que los caminos de mi vida me han llevado a esto. Una mujer con el corazón roto por quien jamás la supo amar. Tu cuerpo delgado y moribundo me apuñala el alma, e imaginarte solo durmiendo en ese piso frío hace que quiera acabar con mi vida ahora mismo. Pero que se supone que haga, no han sido más que tus acciones las que te llevaron a ser juzgado por el todopoderoso, por la ley, por mi madre y mis ojos. De que me sirve entregarte mi corazón si daños sigues haciendo. Como un niño que pinta paredes sucias y nunca para. Una vez me dijiste que no guardara todo lo que llevo dentro porque hoy es precioso y mañana podríamos simplemente ya no existir. Entonces, padre, te quiero decir: le pedí a los ángeles que ya no quería verte en sueños ni imaginarme un abrazo tuyo, que deseaba sentir tu tacto delicado y que rieras junto a mí alguna vez. Que tu voz para mí siempre fue de las melodías más dulces y que en tus ojos algo precioso había muy escondido. Mientras escribo notas sobre lo que alguna vez pudiste ser, quiero romper en llanto y romper mi ser. Pude haberte dicho que te amaba miles de veces y pudiste haberme prometido otros miles más que cambiarías, pero eso no paso. Desgraciado sea el tiempo y maldito sea lo que te llevó a ser esto. Me gusta imaginar que el viento te llevara mi perfume y puedas abrazar mi fantasma de ausencia lejana. No me sirve desgarrar mi voz porque mis líricos de penas nunca llegan a tus oídos.
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marcelsdavina · 2 years
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so i really had to find out first kill was canceled via tumblr?
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marvelstuffx · 2 years
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when i'm sad, i watch the last ep of Hawekeye
when i'm also sad, i watch Black Widow
when i'm sad again, i watch AoU
and then i repeat
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suckersforpeep · 2 years
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Sucks feelings
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angelkait · 1 year
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New Redacted video *spoilers under the cut*
Well I know I said I wasn't going to watch it because I just simply didn't have the mental strength to do so but I just had to solder on because you know I don't miss a video EVER so I just thought how bad can it be. Don't worry Im doing just fine I only cried a little I promise. anyways here are my thoughts.
It really hurt my feelings to think that in the one audio "telling your boyfriend you're a telepath" Geordi says "oh my god there gonna break up with me" it just hurts to see how concerned he was and then had to be the one to call things off. That did not sit well with me.
Another thought I have is that Geordi chooses his words very carefully for cutie as portrayed in the same spring back video he is afraid of saying something that will make cutie think he is weird. But cutie was just as scared of telling Geordi about being in his head after the conversation they had so I wonder if cutie finally felt what it was like to think like him for once.
In the first-ever Geordi video also known as " Listening In On Your Boyfriend's Thoughts" It's audible that Geordi is cooking something that is sizzling and it also happens to be that same sound in the recent post aswell so could that have just been the last audio we get from Geordi? (I really don't think it is because when Erik is done with a character he makes them a playlist that says complete I have been checking repeatedly and he hasn't ended the playlist yet. but I don't think this is the end well more like I hope not)
Geordi has given cutie an ample statement that if they are going to be in his head why don't they just say they're in his head he didn't even say "ask" he said "say" so clearly he would be completely fine as long as he was aware so cutie really must have issues they need to work out because now I'm putting some pieces together
I have many more thoughts but Im not gonna waste your time because most of them are nonsense and HC's but if you want more lemme know!
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