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mybelovedwoo · 1 year

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Long Journey Masterlist

Life hurts a lot, that's just how it is. At least that is what Destiny thought, living a life where living hurts more than dying. But one day everything changes when an unexpected guest appears.

What does this long journey hide behind? Will it be worth it to be alive again?

"Sailors tell stories, Pirates make legends!"

ateez pirate au, fluff, angst, smut

??? x named fem reader

warnings: violence, fighting, guns and weaponry, blood injuries, trauma, smut, sa, pa, abuse

status: ongoing

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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rei-the-head-shaker · 1 month

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Good morning to you all, amazing souls! 🌞🖤

#good morning songs #long journey #ateez #spotify

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ellejellehell · 2 months

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today is the first day of a good life. Got a gym membership and worked out, did my makeup nice, and am now going on my first shrooms vision quest. today is the first day of a good life.

bonus chickens.

#cute #transgender #love #we're gonna make it #mushrooms #pretty #girlmoding #life begins #fresh start #agoraphobia recovery #long journey #purposefully misusing tags #positivity posting

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bredviews · 2 years

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Soul Searching

Sometimes we think we go through shit cause life hates us , all the bad times we went through , constant situations , issues and all that but in reality life is trying to teach us something and possibly is trying to save us from a worse path or better us in the future , it’s like a constant amount of tests to test your faith.

of course we want to live a better life but it’s in the order of how we gonna live a better life and what are you willing to risk for it , what path are you going to take to get that life that you deserve , how much are you willing to risk for it , and sometimes we fail and lose ourselves or we don’t even risk nothing at all and go to the path that society has predetermined for us but it’s all in the fact of keeping faith especially through the hard times from what you really want.

we go through shit just to find ourselves and maybe the pain we going through today is saving ourself from future troubles but the thing is though are you going to fold through the tribulations , take the other route or go to the other path of desensitization and become like the rest of the lost ones , it’s never too late , start searching in you , for you.

It’s a lot of people till this day even at a old age that don’t know there selves , why there put on this earth & they just become lost souls , don’t let the pain fold you , find yourself.

FIND YOUR SOUL.

DONT DIE WONDERING.

f @bredviews 🖤

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helpmeimblorboing · 1 year

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What is a "normal driving distance" for you people ? Cause that certainly isn't it for me

Anything over one hour away feels like eternity to me. I think I would legitimately die of boredom if I had to drive anywhere in America because from all the media I see, it really feels like everything is both over an hour away, and right next to you. It's like the whole country is in a state of perpetual limbo

It could be my ADHD speaking tho

#driving #long journey #boredom #america #is #an #eldritch #abomination #adhd #limbo

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wopfedra · 1 year

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Anyone wanna hear about the most disasterous journey I ever took? Yes? No? Imma tell you anyway. Probably.

#traveling #journey #flights #plane flight #traveling by plane #long journey #luggage troubles #security check #running #nothing worked #aaah #germany #canada #from germany to canada #but I made it #so at least that worked #my post

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luckychi7 · 1 year

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I think I’ve reached that point where I have to distance myself again from the Naruto fandom again just I like did back in the tail end of 2017.

fyi, fanfics, digital colorings, poem ,and potentially, mvs related to Naruto, NaruHina, and NaruSaku, I’ll still do from time to time.

As it stands right now, I just need go on a long journey away from the Naruto fandom.

Don’t worry, I’ll still by here talking about other anime and manga content.

#taking a break #Naruto #NaruSaku #NaruHina #Naruto Discussion #Naruto Series #Break from Naruto #Long Journey #Anime/Manga

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sapphicdbc · 2 years

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Three hours in on the train, my playlists gets to sonny and cher aka dusty Springfield and I am now just smiling and singing along like an utter dork. And yet I'm proud 😅

#it's the little things #long journey #cher #dusty springfield #berena

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mybelovedwoo · 1 year

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Long Journey - Prologue

Life hurts a lot, that's just how it is. At least that is what Destiny thought, living a life where living hurts more than dying. But one day everything changes when an unexpected guest appears. What does this long journey hide behind? Will it be worth it to be alive again?

"Sailors tell stories, Pirates make legends!"

ateez pirate au, fluff, angst, smut

??? x named reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: violence, fighting, guns and weaponry, blood injuries, trauma, smut, sa, pa, abuse (most of them just future warnings)

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That strong, earthy smell, before it starts to rain. The silence before the devastating storm hits the surrounding. Even the birds stop singing at times like these, you can not hear a single noise, only the rustling of the trees. It looks like, they warning everything around them to be ready for what's coming. This time was the greatest for me to go away for some time and meditate all by myself.

My household wasn't the quietest one of them all. You would think someone who has no siblings and lives only with her father, doesn't have to complain about the noise, but to be said my father is an influential merchant in our little town of Albagon, at least that's what everybody thinks. The truth is that he does business not in the most legal way and not with the most trustworthy men out there. That is one of the reasons that our house is always full of people that my father has some business with and of course there are also a lot of servants working around. To be honest, there are more people that I've never seen in that house that I actually know and trust, it can be a bit scary and dangerous for a young girl like me.

So I spend a lot of time at the lake at the end of our land, laying on the grass, sometimes reading a book or sometimes just thinking and looking at the sky above me. I figured it was much better to talk to myself than to anybody else, no one could understand me better than I can myself anyway.

The lake was just a calm place, my comfort place. It's the most beautiful at times like this when the sky turns grey and all the swans disappear from our sight like they know they have to hide before the storm hits. That's probably what I should do too, but I want to stay like this just for a little longer. On the other side of the lake stands a little house, it's empty, and no one lives there. I don't know if anyone ever did, but as long as I can remember it stands there lonely, just like me. I usually go there when it starts pouring, and give it company.

What pulls me out of my daydreaming is faded shouting from a far distance. I'm trying to listen to it carefully, just so I can hear out the words being said.

"Miss Dempsey?" They shout louder, coming closer to the lake, slowly discovering my hiding place. "Where is this girl could be?"

Fortunately, it's just my dear maid, Joanne, whos been with me ever since I've been born. She was the only one that cared for me after my mother passed away a couple of years ago, she helped me fall asleep every night and was able to calm me from crying. She is very dear to my heart and I cherish her deeply in it. If anybody else would've found me here right now, I've been in big trouble.

My father doesn't like it, when I'm doing things without his permission, or speaking to other people. I think he doesn't want me to find out what life should be about, and what's normal and what's not. But I don't need some people to figure that out, I know that on my own, I'm not as stupid as he thinks.

"I'm here Joanne." I gave out my whereabouts by getting up from the tall weeds and closing the book that I definitely wasn't reading for a while now.

"Oh, here you are! I've been looking for you everywhere. You know if only you would tell me where you disappear all the time, then maybe I wouldn't worry myself to death. There are some really bad people out there, Nini, you have to be careful." She really is the sweetest human I know, I wish I could turn her life for the better, even just a little bit, but my hands are tied unfortunately.

"Like I haven't seen bad from up close before..." I didn't mean to sound so stingy, but I just get so furious, when she acts like everything is perfectly fine, when they weren't even a little bit.

"Your father told me to help you get ready. We're expecting visitors for dinner this evening." Great, another dirty business that my father gets me involved in. He needs me there so I can sit still and look pretty, so I can melt all the men's hearts and he can make a deal with them more easily. It's like a distraction, so he can play things to be favorable to him as always. He doesn't care, how those men look at his only daughter or what they say to me, how they always humiliate me, and how uncomfortable they make me feel.

Joanne helped me get ready for the dinner, as she promised to my father. She was unusually quiet the whole time, we always chit-chat and she tells me all the gossip the servants share with each other. She thinks it's kind of like if I'm involved with the social circle, but in reality, I'm not, I'm still an outsider. She tries everything to make me feel less lonely day by day. I don't know if it actually works or not, I feel no difference.

By the time I finally walk down the stairs, it's already dark outside, and been pouring rain like it's no tomorrow. I head straight to the dining room, all I can think about is food at this very moment. While I was away the whole day, I accidentally skipped lunch, so my stomach was making all kinds of noises.

When I step into the fairly lighted room I can see that the said guests have already arrived and sitting at the table with my father. Why did no one tell me they were here? I would've hurried a little more, I don't want to make my father angry.

They immediately stood up when they noticed I'd arrived. I would have much rather been here earlier before them, I hate the attention they give me. My father doesn't even honor me by standing up with the two young men.

"Destiny, come sit. Our guests must be very hungry. We can't wait for you forever." He said to me, signaling me to sit next to him, so both of us can face the guests. I can't decide what emotion he has, must be because he's trying to act differently in front of the others, with more or less success.

I politely bow in front of them, before I take my seat, but they don't sit down until I do. I haven't seen this humbleness in such a long time, it isn't common in this household. What business do these men have with my father?

The man who sits directly in front of my father is shorter than the other one, but on the other hand, he seems much more fierce, he seems like someone who has a lot of power in his hands. I don't even dare to look into his eyes. The other one is much taller than the one on the right. His eyes are much gentler, and I can see him scanning all over me, honestly, it should be making me uncomfortable, but for some kind of reason, it doesn't.

"Gentlemen, this is my only daughter Miss Destiny Dempsey." I'm trying to avoid eye contact with both of them, making it less awkward. They can't be much older than me. I'm so curious about what are they doing at such a young age that my father is interested in them. "And Destiny, this is Captain Kim Hongjoong, and his first mate Park Seonghwa."

"Pleasure to meet you, Miss." The Captain bowed his head in my direction. Honestly, I couldn't believe, someone as young as him could be a captain. How can he earn himself such respect that his whole crew obeys him?

"The honor is mine, Sir." I returned the gesture to him. I can see out of the corner of my eyes that his mate hasn't once taken his eyes off of me. He even smiles a little at my answer.

"Isn't she bonny? She is the only one left for me after her mother sadly passed away. She is the apple of my eye." I was hungry until now, but I feel like puking up at this moment. I can't even hide the disgust from my face. How can someone lie that easily, like it's nothing?

"What are those bruises on your arm?" The man in front of me asks me suddenly as he leans forward to see my reaction better. I honestly forgot about them, it's a few blue-purple bruises up on my left arm, it's not even as visible as it was a couple of days ago. My face starts to burn and not even a word comes out of my mouth. I don't know what to do, should I run away or just sink slowly under the table?

"She just hit it into somewhere, she always wanders off during the day, and you can't even see her. It's not a big deal." My father takes over instead of me, trying to explain to keep the image. He raises his glass to his mouth, but he doesn't take a sip.

The man doesn't believe him, it's obvious, but he's not saying any more, he doesn't want any trouble. And from this very moment, he's not looking at me even once no more. The mood has turned a bit cold and awkward, so my father tries to divert the theme of the conversation.

"The captain and his crew are gonna stay with us for a little while." He casually tells me, as he leans back in his chair, looking straight into the captain's eyes. I'm a bit confused, I feel like I've just missed a very important conversation just before I arrived. We never have guests staying with us. What kind of deal my father made with this man?

note: this is kinda like an introduction to the story. it's gonna get more and more exciting, so stay tuned. also, this is my very first series, and i'm a bit nervous about it, but i hope you like it.♡ please share your thoughts if you want :)

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eeputri · 17 days

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Selepas berapa tahun?

Selepas berapa tahun baru saya hidupkan kembali perjalanan blog ini. Selepas beberapa tahun berperang dengan diri sendiri. Mencabar keupayaan untuk terus bertahan dan mengharungi jalan panjang yang sunyi, akhirnya the end is here.

Syukur Alhamdulillah untuk 04.04.2024 yang tidak akan saya lupa sepanjang hidup saya. Akhirnya antara perkara yang paling saya inginkan, tercapai. Syukur Allah.

Terima kasih sahabat dengan penuh aman menjadi orang pertama yang merayakan untuk saya. Takkan dilupa surprise presents ini. Saya tidak pernah bercerita walaupun seinci, tapi ntah kenapa 04.04.2024 terkeluar cerita painting yang dah lama saya pendam. Seakan harinya, maka terbuka rahsia yang membebankan hidup saya selama perjalanan panjang.

Syukur.

Peristiwa 5 April 2024

Bagan Datuk

#syukur #syukuralhamduliah #long journey

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tenth-sentence · 1 month

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Even when women dressed as men for their own safety, like on long journeys, they felt the frisson of social anxiety about a woman not conforming to her social place.

"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory

#book quote #normal women #philippa gregory #nonfiction #cross dressing #long journey #safety first #personal safety #frisson #social anxiety #social expectations

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elodieunderglass · 7 months

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changes and trends in horror-genre films are linked to the anxieties of the culture in its time and place. Vampires are the manifestation of grappling with sexuality; aliens, of foreign influence. Horror from the Cold War is about apathy and annihilation; classic Japanese horror is characterised by “nature’s revenge”; psychological horror plays with anxieties that absorbed its audience, like pregnancy/abortion, mental illness, femininity. Some horror presses on the bruise of being trapped in a situation with upsetting tasks to complete, especially ones that compromise you as a person - reflecting the horrors and anxieties of capitalism etc etc etc. Cosmic horror is slightly out of fashion because our culture is more comfortable with, even wistful for, “the unknown.” Monster horror now has to be aware of itself, as a contingent of people now live in the freedom and comfort of saying “I would willingly, gladly, even preferentially fuck that monster.” But I don’t know much about films or genres: that ground has been covered by cleverer people.

I don’t actually like horror or movies. What interests me at the moment is how horror of the 2020s has an element of perception and paying attention.

Multiple movies in one year discussed monsters that killed you if you perceived them. There are monsters you can’t look at; monsters that kill you instantly if you get their attention. Monsters where you have to be silent, look down, hold still: pray that they pass over you. M Zombies have changed from a hand-waved virus that covers extras in splashy gore, to insidious spores. A disaster film is called Don’t Look Up, a horror film is called Nope. Even trashy nun horror sets up strange premises of keeping your eyes fixed on something as the devil GETS you.

No idea if this is anything. (I haven’t seen any of these things because, unfortunately, I hate them.) Someone who understands better than me could say something clever here, and I hope they do.

But the thing I’m thinking about is what this will look like to the future, as the Victorian sex vampires and Cold War anxieties look to us. I think they’ll have a little sympathy, but they probably won’t. You poor little prey animals, the kids will say, you were awfully afraid of facing up to things, weren’t you?

#this is the sort of observation I make here that people #go off and write their thesis about #so while I’m not expecting to be the first or cleverest person to say this #if you do use it as a springboard #tell me if you get a good grade ok?#I’ll be tremendously proud of you #like if you take a shitpost and use it to craft deep attentive thought on something important #I just think that’s probably the most noble use of a human brain #it makes me want to take off my hat and slam it to the ground in inexpressible emotion #it’s a cowboy hat btw #and I say something like GOLDURN IT THAT KID SURE HAS DELIVERED.#ok so don’t deny me this #especially if you correct me after a long research journey #GOLDURN IT THE KID IS RIGHT!

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