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pookietv · 2 months

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manager to missus | arthurtv

little social media au! arthur tv drabbly thing

first post! enjoy, sorry if it's a bit shit :3

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yourusername: turns out not being in london all the time isn't so bad, can actually see some stars in the sky

gkbarry: come back to london, i miss u x

↳ yourusername: i miss u more, ready for the podcast when you are

georgeclarkey: never thought i'd say this but please come back, chris cannot do anything without you sorting it out

↳ yourusername: afraid to tell you you will be stuck with chris for a little longer, suck it up

arthurtv: hope you're having a good time!

↳ yourusername: thanks arthur! will have to catch up when i'm back :)

↳ georgeclarkey: @/yourusername how come you're nice to him and i get told to suck it up ??

↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkey thats because i like arthur more then you, glad we cleared that up x

chrismd10: slacking from work, typical

↳ yourusername: if you had to work with you, you would slack too x

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yourusername: if i have to go to one more cold place for the sake of filming i fear i may actually kill one of the boys

faithlouisak: kill ethan if you want, i might get some peace then x

↳ yourusername: on it, i think i was debating it after he flashed his arse at the camera anyways x

maxbaledge: don't come back with them, life without george has been incredible x

↳ yourusername: i will try my best x

chrismd10: you have to admit i was the least annoying this time

↳ yourusername: i fear you are incorrect, you were easily the most annoying

↳ chrismd10: what ?? propaganda going on here

↳ yourusername: you literally almost smashed me in the face with a football

↳ chrismd10: was just trying to fix your face for you

↳ yourusername: and you say you're not annoying??

arthurtv: i am with you on this i do not want to be cold any longer

↳ yourusername: we should unionise against chris together x

↳ arthurtv: time and place and i'll be there

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yourusername: so apparently i'm twenty four now, not a big fan, feeling quite old. at least i got to get very smashed to ignore it! ps, thank you everyone for coming <3

bambinobecky: glad u had a good night, was so lovely to see you x

↳ yourusername: absolutely, you too! glad you were there to neck pints with me in solidarity x

↳ bambinobecky: anytime, what i was built for x

chrismd10: i will forever hate you for guilt tripping me into doing all those shots just because it was your birthday

↳ yourusername: don't lie, you loved it

arthurtv: couldn't have missed it, drunk y/n is one of the best things out there

↳ yourusername: glad to be of service

arthurtv: also the first photo is very pretty

↳ yourusername: going to make me blush mr television

↳ arthurtv: sorry but not

gkbarry: picking you up from the bottom of your own stairs after tumbling down them was a real bonding experience x

↳ yourusername: stop outing me on the main, i'm trying (and failing) to be classy x

georgeclarkey: glad you had a good night!

↳ yourusername: crazy that you're only nice to me when its my birthday

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yourusername: well.. cats out of the bag ?

arthurtv: surprised it didn't come out sooner with chris' fat mouth

↳ chrismd10: hey i hid it for a while ! was getting bored

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arthurtv: to those who said i'd never go anywhere in life, i got a hot gf so

yourusername: clearly your biggest accomplishment

↳ arthurtv: too real it hurts

#arthur frederick #george clarkey #chrismd #arthurtv

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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prettytranzboy · 1 year

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You were a stripper at some country club, when you look inside you can tell that it was a farm theme and the stripper were animals.

You dressed in cow print outfit (the blonde male at the top) you were in the back getting ready to go on while chatting with some of the males in the room.

"did you see that guy in the blue? He looks so hot!"

"Nevermind him, haven't you seen the guy in the front with the green eyes? hes so handsome but he's married..."

"That never stopped you from ruining a mans life"

"I didn't know he was married though! That's the only time thing!"

You giggled before getting up, you were taller then the rest plus wearing heals you are about 6'4.

"Its my time, I'll be going boys~"

Before going up, men cheer for you until you started dancing on your pole. about 30 min later, your show was over and both your panties and bra were fill with cash. You were one of the many who made tones of cash. before you left you glanced at the bar tender, he was wearing and a thong plus bull ears and tail.

You quickly walk of stage once both of you made eye contace, you had a cruch on him, you didnt know his real name just his stage name 'Big Bull' and he was definitely big alright. His cock was huge you dreamed of sucking it as you try to take every inch down your throat.

"The bartender is so fucking hot, I just need his dick down the throat-"

As you were fangirling over him and his dick you didnt know he was eves droppng on you and he heard everything but left before he got caught.

A few shows later you headed to bar with Mr'Big Bull' you still can getting over that name.

"Hi Bull~ hows your night going?? Get hit on by twinks again~?"

"Ha ha very funny M/N, the bar has been going slow. Maybe cause of your dancing, you got all the man drunk for you~"

"Stop tease me! They may be hot but there not my type."

"You don't like a cowboy? Thats a shocker, a cow like you needs a cowboy in their life~"

"And what of i don't want one? What if I want someone... bigger~"

"Now look who's the tease now, you can't lie that you want me baby~ I heard what you said backstage about me~"

"H-huh? I don't know what your talking about!"

You start to get nervous

"But didn't you say " The bartender is so fucking hot, I just need his dick down the throat and fill me up like a good little cow boi that I am~" did you not say that darling~?"

"I-"

You were out of word, all you felt was embarrassment wash over you like a fucking wave.

"And don't try to deny it, I don't like bad boys~ you better be good~"

"Y-yeah I said it so what~"

"Come around the bar and get on your knees right in front of me slut~"

You did as you were told, you weren't gonna pass this chance up anytime soon. As soon you were on the other side, you and just see his bulge about to burst out of his thongs. You got on your knees, the floor was cold against them but that was the least of your worries right now.

"What are you waiting for darling, be a good boy and suck me off~"

You quickly took his thong off and his dick sprung out and hitting you on the nose. It was even bigger than you ever thought, it was intimidating.

"Suck it boy, don't make me force you baby~"

His cock pressing against your lips, you could taste the saltiness for it. You had no choice but to take it in, slowly easing it your mouth. You get more of the salty taste yet you didn't mind it at all, all you wanted was to please him.

"Fuuuck! Such a good boy, your such a good cow boi~"

That's right your a good boy, such a good boy for the 'Big Bull' himself~

#bottom male reader #sub male reader #Hornythoughts #mlm #nsfwtumblr #hornyaf

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sickknotdoom · 4 months

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sparklecare fans on twitter whining about the post nut clarity joke uni made is so funny because they refuse to talk about the many other blatant issues such as

barruni being a poorly written ship; barry is practically verbally abusive towards uni, uni lovebombs him regardless, and the reader is basically forced to enjoy the ship

the nurses that murder and torture patients being infantilized and treated like theyre innocent just because theyre queer, implied to be neurodivergent, or because cuddles is portrayed as the only "real" villain in the entire story; apparently the whole reason the comic even got rebooted was because they thought making the staff evil was "bad representation", but in all honesty queer people can be just as shitty as cishets, like have you seen dahmer?

pollys disability (which was poorly written to begin with, being constantly cold is nowhere near being unable to fucking walk) being erased in the au's

literally everyone having the same skinny body type except for the ones that are meant to be hated (cuddles, that one social worker from v3) with very few exceptions (side characters that are irrelevant 99% of the time)

an alarming disregard towards gay male rep; barruni and carlsly being initially advertised as mlm ships only for the clowns to abruptly make uni and sly closeted transhets (which by the way, heavily leans into the homophobic and transphobic stereotype that "gay guys are all just secretly trans"/vice versa), and the very few actually mlm characters (mel cyn and orange) being almost nonexistant until the writers run out of ideas and decide to slap them into the page like subway surfers gameplay

aroace erasure; uni, despite being aegosexual, is constantly shoved into sexual scenarios as a "joke", and hemera, the only aromantic character in the entire comic so far, is paired with at least four other characters in the cometcare au

but i guess we just dont question anything since the comic was originally based on kittycorns medical trauma, and criticizing it would be "disrespectful" to what kit went through, which seems fair. but if thats the case, why are we defending all of the hospital staff? wouldnt they be based on the real life medical abusers that hurt kit? that sounds hypocritical in my honest opinion.

do not harass the creators of the comic, obviously. sparklecare hospital actually means a lot to me as it helped me during a rough spot which im still in at the moment. and thats why i feel the need to bring these issues to light, im seeing a lot of wasted energy and poor creative decisions that are tainting what i believe has potential to be one of the best webcomics ever.

#.txt #sparklecriticism #sparklebitching #(mostly)#meaningful discussion #(somewhat)

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ravenbloodshot · 9 months

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Would &team members seriously date a foreigner...

EJ: This is something he's thought about already (idk if he was looking at a foreigner with googly eyes and all the possibilities went through his mind). But he has a calm and chill aura mixed in with a bit of chaos. During those moments when he's in his calm spell, he wants someone more familiar but in his chaotic spells he wants change and someone new that can shake his world up. He's also the type to date a foreigner just to spite his parents (only bc he doesn't like to be put in a box or have conservative views pushed onto him). So, it's a yes, he would if he was in one of his chaotic spells( but he does judge people by their heart so your race wouldn't matter to him)

Fuma: Yes, he would. Has a child like energy of being accepting of others and open to adventure and change by being with someone of a different background than him. Whoever his partner is would be treated the same as if they were Japanese (for good or bad) and although he would be worried about the future, his excitement when starting anything new would override his concerns (only problem is he could go into relationships too optimistic or too given and be taken advantage of). Also, he's big on marriage so like I said above, he would treat his lover of a different culture the same as he would if she was Japanese

K: No. He's too worried about himself to even consider whether he would date a foreigner, a Japanese, a Korean ....whatever he doesn't care. He's not worried about his love life or his emotions rn, he could be neglecting his emotional side and being very closed off to anything new romantically (anybody going after him would be swiftly rejected). I will say that he's quite young but he's not experiencing his youth to the fullest(has the energy of an older man), too much investing in the future to worry about the present. This mindset could fuck him over so I hope he finds some balance

Nicholas: Yep, he would and already has. But these foreigners have to go after him, he's not confident enough to go after them (he himself has a feminine energy, so he may need a more alpha fem in a relationship). He has some insecurities as well, so he could overthink himself out of a possible relationship but I do see some flirting/dating when it comes to foreigners. He likes more dominant and direct partners and I believe he's seen more of that from foreign women so he's down for anything/anyone

Yuma: He would date a foreigner. He's a bit intimidated and overawed by foreigners but it's not exactly an uncomfortable feeling of being intimidated (it's like in the fanfics or wattpad stories when the girl gets turned on by a cold and lowkey mean man). He could be another guy that likes the alpha fems that can be dominant and a little aggressive. (I'm also seeing that Yuma may think foreign women have different body shapes then maybe in his own country so thats appealing/enticing to him). But he's open to being with a foreigner marriage wise and one night stand wise

JO: Yes. He has a chill and open minded view when it comes to this topic, he's ready for any new and real love that comes his way (very romantic and dreamy guy, I guess it's cancer tings). He does keep a mature view still by staying alert for red flags in a partner but other than that if your providing him a once in a lifetime love, he'll welcome you with open arms

(Surprisingly, all these guys were cool with dating a foreigner nobody really was put off by the idea and some actively seek to date foreigners)

I left out 3 members

Ranking for most to least likely:

1. Nicholas

2. JO

3. Fuma

4. Yuma

5. EJ

6. K

#kpop readings #kpop #kpop tarot #&team tarot #&team #&team nicholas #&team fuma #&team yuma #&team k #&team jo #&team ej

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wavesoutbeingtossed · 11 months

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Thinking about “evermore,” as you do, and something struck me about it this afternoon.

One of the things I love about the song is its imagery. It’s a song about the depths of grief and sadness (and depression), but instead of saying it explicitly, it’s all about conveying it with the mood. E.g. “Gray November, I’ve been down since July” = been in the pits of it for months, “Motion caption put me in a bad light” = freeze framing a bad time in your mind (or in the minds of others), “I replay my footsteps on each stepping stone, trying to find the one where I went wrong” = mulling over your actions over and over again trying to figure out if it’s something you did that has led you here, what you could have done differently to prevent this from happening, etc. “Writing letters addressed to the fire” = thinking of the million different ways you could have said something (or done something) but never being able to do anything about it, basically screaming into the void. And so on.

You’ve got all the imagery of being stranded alone in the winter cold, waves crashing, etc. Which on the surface lends itself to the “Victorian cabin” mood of the folklore/evermore era that Taylor talks about in her speeches every night at her concerts, but obviously stands in for feeling lonely and alone and unbalanced, and fighting your way back to yourself after going through the depths of despair.

One of the curious parts I’ve been thinking of is that the verses and the chorus are very self-centered — not in a narcissistic way, but in the sense that it’s very much about the narrator’s feelings of loss and isolation. Then the bridge hits and in the cracks of light “I thought of you,” dreamed of you, etc. Because “you were there,” and thats’s when the story flips from insurmountable pain to the first rays of hope by the end of the song.

But the one part that really struck me today was, “And I was catching my breath, floors of a cabin creaking under my step,” specifically because she’s talked so much about the fantasy cabin on tour. When I used to listen to the song, I loved the imagery (and sound) of that line, because she’s finally on solid ground after being tossed and turned in the water, but in light of how she’s talked about where her imagination took her in 2020, it also strikes me (intentional or not) as a metaphor for that whole uneasy period of the pandemic lockdowns. Taylor has talked about how the fantasy cabin sparked her imagination and set off this creative streak that hasn’t really stopped since. I almost wonder if “floors of a cabin creaking under my step” leading into “And I couldn’t be sure, I had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be for evermore,” can also be seen as, using this creative outlet (her music/the cabin) to process these feelings, and particularly in that point in time, to ground her and bring her back to herself. The creaking floors being the reminder that she will be whole once again, the metaphorical creaking in her mind being the spark of ideas leading to her most introspective work. “It was real enough to get me through,” like getting lost in these fantasies was enough to get through the worst patch, and in the end, it’s what ended up bringing her back to life (metaphorically of course).

I don’t necessarily think that was what the song set out to be, but given the narrative around the cabin in her mind etc., I just think it’s a neat coincidence at the very least that when she was feeling unmoored and “on waves out being tossed,” the metaphorical floors under her reminded her (and by her, I mean whoever the narrator was or will be) that the ground will be steady again under her, because it always will be when she goes back to doing what she loves.

Anyway. I love this song, why do you ask?

#Taylor swift #me thinking too hard about taylor lyrics #evermore #can you tell I kicked ass in English lol #look I know the song is (probably) about joe #but despite being a fan of the music for years I am a new online fine #*fan #and I’m not used to specifically assigning each song to a person #I just listen to the music lol #ANYWAY #whoever the song was initially about she’s clearly reassigning it #and probably towards her music/fans #so anyway

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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nolanscheeks · 1 year

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Non-Covid Illness (BB)

So I was supposed to go to the Canucks game against the Jets with my boyfriend but instead he decided it would be more fun to get BODIED by the flu. While he spent the day on the couch in a fever haze I saw that Brock and Petey are also getting bodied by the flu so I thought up this. Its extremely loosely based on real life (ie Brock being out sick) and very heavily based on the past few days with my boyfriend. Needless to say I am manifesting health for my love, Brock, Petey and the rest of us. So wash your hands, (wear a mask if thats your vibe, get your flu shot (if that’s your vibe), sleep, and take your vitamins because OH MY GAWD you do not want this flu, it is awful.

Enjoy:)

To say it had been a rough season for the Canucks so far would be an understatement. The highs had been essentially non-existent and the lows had been pretty low. The whole team was suffering but the player who seemed to be getting the brunt of it was your boyfriend. Brock had been absent to start the season due to injury, then missed another chunk of time when he re-injured himself, and through it all had been bombarded with trade speculations and even an attempted healthy scratch. Worst of all, here he was finally uninjured and getting his groove back and now he was sick. Not the ‘feeling rundown, got a cold in’ kind of sick everyone gets this time of year. He was the ‘fever, can’t move, want to curl up and die’ kind of sick.

Brock had left for Calgary on Wednesday morning in a great mood, excited for the one game trip against the Flames and then a few days off to start the Christmas festivities with you and your family. You’d actually been on FaceTime with your mom and brother, figuring out a time everyone could go to the Christmas market, when Brock’s call came through.

The moment you accepted his call and his face filled the screen, you could tell he was off. He told you that he’d felt off since he’d woken up, not hungry and slow during morning skate, and then it was downhill from there. Brock said he’d gone down for his pre-game nap and then couldn’t will himself to get out of bed after it. He texted the trainer who came and took a look at him, told him he had a fever, gave him Tylenol and left him with instructions to ‘sleep it off’. You sympathized as needed and stayed on the call with him until he inevitably nodded off again. Elias delivered Brock to you later that night and the sight of your boyfriend visibly shivering, despite his jacket and hat, broke your heart. He didn’t kiss you ‘hello’, like he always did, or even greet the dogs. He just pushed past you and beelined it for bed, shoes and all. You’d looked at Elias, concern written all over your face. “He’s doing bad” was all he said, giving you Brock’s bag. You thanked him and went to the bedroom to help Brock undress, or at least take his shoes off which was all he was willing to do. You’d gone to bed hoping he was going through the worst of it now and would feel better in the morning but the next few days showed you that was wishful thinking.

The doctor had come to see him Thursday evening and tested him for a bunch of things, hoping they could prescribe something to get him back on his feet but Brock was shit out of luck. The only test that came back positive was the flu so there was nothing to do but wait for his body to fight it. Of course, he could go to the hospital if he got too ill but so far you’d been able to keep his fever down and he was taking in fluids so the doctor didn’t think it was necessary.

So here you were, Friday midday and the big event for the day was Brock moving from the bed to the couch. He was on his side somewhere between asleep and awake, unconscious but not alert either, when you kneeled in front of him.

“Hey” you breathed out, bringing your hand up to touch his cheek. You really didn’t want to disturb him but it was time for more Advil and he needed to drink something.

“Hi” he whispered back, opening his eyes to look at you. The look in his eyes physically hurt you. They were usually so bright and lit up when he saw you, but now they looked glazed over. Glassy with fever and dull with exhaustion.

“Time to do drugs” you joked trying to lighten the mood, as you rattled the pill bottle in front of him.

“I hope you got the good kind” he chuckled weakly, pushing himself into a seated position.

“Only the bed for you baby” you said, giving him the 2 pills and following it up with a Gatorade. “Got these bad boys from the best dealer in town.”

“Whole Foods?” he guessed, taking them and continuing to sip the Gatorade after you motioned for it.

“Shoppers” you corrected.

“Cheapo” he teased, laying back down. Now it was your turn to let out a small chuckle. If anyone was cheap, it was Brock. You transferred from the floor so you were sitting next to him on the edge of the couch. You brushed his hair out of his face, twisting some of it around your fingers. He was still warm and kind of clammy like he’d been since Elias had dropped him off. You sighed, pissed at whatever monster strain of Influenza was absolutely kicking your professional athlete boyfriend’s ass and a little disappointed you guys had missed out on the Christmas market with your family.

“What?” he asked, turning his head to look up at you.

“I’m just so sorry you’re sick like this.”

“Believe me, I don’t like it either but it was my turn” he grabbed your hand from his hair and kissed it sweetly. Brock held your hand for another minute before letting go and letting his eyes close once again.

You stood up, collecting the bottle of Advil you’d put on the ground and went to make your way back to the kitchen when you heard Brock say something muffled.

“What was that, B?” you asked.

“Make sure you wash your hand” he repeated, shoving his face back in the blanket. You cracked a smile, he’d been so cute reminding you to wash your hands, like that was going to make the difference when you guys were sleeping in the same bed and the night before he’d literally been laying on you.

You made your way to the kitchen looking for something to occupy yourself with while Brock slept. You decided you may as well start making dinner, maybe you could bully Brock into eating something more substantial than the third of a smoothie he’d managed today. The doctor had emphasized the importance of nutrition to your guys during his visit but Brock was struggling to eat much of anything right now. You’d even offered to get him sushi or pizza but he’d had no interest. He was drinking at least.

An hour or so later, you had the chicken noodle soup you’d prepped simmering on the stove when you heard Brock’s phone start to buzz.

“Sup Petey” Brock answered, clicking ‘speaker’ on the call.

“Boes” came Elias’ voice, rougher than normal, “I am ill.”

“Fuck,” Brock slapped his hand over his face; “I’m sorry man. Didn’t mean to get you sick.”

“Not your fault” Elias conceded. You heard him sigh into the phone. “I should’ve been nicer to you after the Flames. This is terrible. I might die.”

“When did you start feeling sick?” Brock asked.

“Yesterday” Elias answered, “today is so much worse.”

“Yeah. I got bad news for you, I’m still dead so you’ve got a bit to go.”

You giggled, of course they were still joking with each other despite feeling so bad.

“Keep your flu to yourself next time” Elias scolded.

“I’ll try” Brock said, and then “seriously though, I’m sorry I got you sick bro, it really sucks.”

“You better be. Bruce and all of Vancouver are going to be mad at you if I am not healed by tomorrow.” Elias teased good naturedly. Brock sighed audibly and then they bid each other goodbye. You returned to the spot on the couch where you had been before, cupping his cheek with your hand. His skin still felt too warm and you were beginning to worry about his ability to play in the next night’s game, as well as Elias’.

Brock must have read your mind because he spoke softly; “I hope I feel better tomorrow.”

“Me too,” you agreed. “But if you don’t you don’t and you take another day.”

He nodded at that, letting you continue to caress his cheek.

“Are you hungry? I made soup and it should be ready soon?” you asked.

“Not really,” he said, rubbing his eyes with his hand. “I should probably eat though.”

“Definitely a good idea. Maybe some water or Gato too.”

“Oh my god, Y/N. You did not just call it Gato” Brock laughed, sounding exasperated. You returned the giggle and then stood up, reaching a hand out to help him up. As you walked with him to the kitchen you thought he might be starting to turn the corner towards wellness. He had been joking with you earlier about the Advil, was joking with you now, and he did look steadier on his feet. Plus he was willingly making his way to the kitchen for food. You decided to take this all as a good sign that your boyfriend was finally starting to feel better. Maybe tomorrow’s game wasn’t such a long shot.

After dinner Brock continued to improve, even wanting to take the dogs out for their evening walk with you but you insisted he get ready for bed instead. The next morning his fever was virtually gone so he decided to go to morning skate and you took the opportunity to sanitize the entire apartment glad to have the whole flu situation behind you. You had even gone as far as picking an outfit to wear to the game when Brock came home and you realized it had definitely jumped the gun.

“That was a mistake,” Brock grumbled, flopping onto the couch. “I feel like shit again.”

“Too much too soon?” you proposed, unfolding a freshly washed throw blanket to place over him again.

He hummed a yes in response and then “I wanted to play tonight but I don’t think I have the energy.”

“I know you did,” you acknowledged, feeling his forehead with your hand. He was maybe a little warm but nowhere near what he had been. “Get some sleep. Your body is still recovering from being so sick. It might take a few days”

“Such BS,” Brock mumbled. He has already closed his eyes, seemingly getting ready for yet another nap. You leaned down and kissed his cheek before returning to your closet to put your outfit away. You could go to the game without him but you also didn’t hate the idea of watching it cuddled up on the couch with Brock.

Brock woke up from his nap feeling much better again but you guys decided that it was probably best he didn’t play. After a call with the trainer, you guys set up on the couch with the dogs and take out sushi.

“Thanks for taking care of me babe” he said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in tight. “I wouldn’t have made it without you.”

You laughed tilting your head up so you guys could make eye contact. “Absolutely, anything for you.” You puckered your lips for him to kiss and your heart filled with warmth as you felt his lips make contact with yours.

Hope you liked it. No shade to Shoppers drug mart. There's one in my building and it was been my best friend the last few days. Stay healthy!

#brock boeser work #brock boeser fanfic #Brock Boeser fic #brock boeser x reader #nhl writing #nhl blurb #nhl fanfiction #nhl x reader

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bi-aragorn · 1 year

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Missed This

Finally posting stuff I wrote in November what a revelation & also finally posting Umbrella Academy fic!

Thanks to @jaskierswolf for beta’ing this you’re brilliant

Here on AO3

Rating: Teen (could probably have been Gen but eh)

Tags: Platonic Cuddling, Snuggling, Ghost Ben Hargreeves, they hug thats it thats the fic

Et voila it is below

Klaus was sprawled out across the sofa, fidgeting with a ring on his finger, twisting it back and forth, back and forth. The repetitive motion was soothing, a calming contrast to the blur of thoughts inside his head. So much had changed, or at least been revealed lately, but the detail that stuck most clearly in his mind was that somehow he had been able to make Ben corporeal. But he had no idea how he had done it, or how to do it again. Which was exactly the problem.

At the moment, his brother was sitting cross-legged in front of him, staring up at him expectantly as if Klaus could solve all of his problems. Him. Klaus. Renowned disaster, who Ben had had to rescue more times than he could count. It was laughable. Klaus pouted. What he really wanted right now, more than anything, was a hug, but right now he didn’t have anyone nearby he could ask for one- and he could hardly go out and find a random stranger to hug and leave Ben waiting like this. He was a little startled by his desire for physical contact over any other less legal means of comfort, except that he knew he had to be sober, or at the very least not completely out of his head, in order to access his powers. In order to get Ben corporeal again.

Klaus groaned, rolling his head back and letting it flop onto the edge of the sofa.

“It’s hopeless,” he whined, hands flailing as he let go of the ring in favour of expressively waving his arms about. Ben huffed a sigh and Klaus could picture exactly the way he must be rolling his eyes now.

“It’s barely been five minutes,” Ben said, and Klaus startled as Ben appeared in front of him, pouting, brows knitted. “You’ve got to try harder than that. Please?” He looked so desperate and Klaus’ heart twinged- it must mean so much to him.

Klaus pulled himself back upright and rubbed his hands over his thighs, bouncing his feet up and down on the floor.

“Ok, ok,” he muttered to himself, “how hard can it be?”

If he had done it by accident before, then surely it couldn’t be too bad. He just had to think back to what had happened before. Fine- he had been in danger, but that had happened so many times before and Ben hadn’t ever appeared in front of him any of those times. Then again it had been life-threatening.

…Even to Klaus, the idea of putting himself at death’s door to try and summon his ghost brother seemed a bit hare-brained. No, scratch that, there must be something else to it. Klaus thought back to it again. He hadn’t wanted to die, and everything had been so intense- maybe the intensity of the feeling played into it. He could work with that all right- pretty much all of Klaus’ feelings were wild and intense. Like how intensely he wanted a fucking hug right now- had it always been so cold in here? Fuck, but what he wouldn’t give for Ben to be really, truly right there in front of him and be able to just dive forward and-

Klaus gasped as he felt Ben fall right into his lap . He squealed, arms winding straight around his brother's middle, legs kicking up excitedly like a small child and a giddy laugh escaping his throat.

“I did it, holy shit it actually worked!” he yelled, clutching Ben closer, breathing in the scent of him. In his arms, Ben quivered, an overwhelmed gasp falling from his mouth as he wriggled about to wrap his arms around Klaus too. He felt so warm, and real, and fuck but it was perfect.

“Missed this,” he murmured into Ben’s shoulder, snuffling into it, tears tickling at his eyes.

Ben said nothing, only letting out a ragged breath and hugging Klaus tighter, head bobbing against Klaus’ chest where he had snuggled himself in. Klaus sniffled, blinking rapidly to keep the tears at bay, determined to enjoy the moment for what it was and deal with those pesky feelings later.

Limbs tangled, they lay entwined half on the sofa and half off for a few minutes until Klaus’ back began to protest. He grunted, wriggling, then whining as Ben made to pull away.

“No no no, you don’t escape just because my age is showing,” he muttered. Clutching Ben closer to him, and chucking at the wide-eyed look he received in return, Klaus flung his legs up onto the sofa, hauling Ben with him. “There,” he said, wriggling a little further back to get comfortable, and pulling Ben’s head back to lie flat on his shoulder. “Much better,”

Ben let out a small hum of agreement, eyes slipping closed. He clutched tightly at Klaus’ shirt, thumb running across his back as he savoured the moment, the feeling of being real for once. It was a peaceful moment, the two of them basking in the warmth of each other’s arms, Klaus tracing a finger across Ben’s shoulders and smiling down at him.

“Hey, Ben,” Klaus said after a few minutes, voice heavy with sleep, his eyes beginning to flutter closed. “D’you reckon this will hold out if I fall asleep?”

Ben shrugged. “It’s your power, not mine,” but he didn’t seem bothered in the slightest, as he moved to wrap his arms around Klaus’ waist, wriggling lower to rest his head on Klaus’ chest.

“Okay,” Klaus murmured, his grip going slack as sleep won over at last.

#umbrella academy #umbrella academy fic #shay's writing #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves

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pixelizedprince · 1 year

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Really getting overwhelmed by mothersday feelings this year and it has me acting like a fucking idiot

I've been so head up my own ass about mothersday this year that I've been hermitting away the closer its gotten to the day, and I know thats stupid, and I know spending time with my friends is what I really really want but I cant physically get my body to move to do the thing. I want to focus on literally anything besides hyperfocusing on how badly I wish I had a fucking relationship with Her, just so fucking much has happened these past few years and I want to tell her all the amazing good things that have happened, and cry about the bad things that have hurt, and I really just wish that this fictional idea of what a relationship between mother and child is suppose to be would have ever been an option for me. But it never was, and I hurt because of it. No contact has been my choice and it's the best thing I can do for myself, but since Katie's dad passed, the weight of never telling her how I feel for at least closure weighs on my mind, and I don't want to reach out in forgiveness, and I don't want her to try to contact me ever, that's the fucking point, but I do wish with my whole heart that on days like this she thinks about why her fucking "perfect" child went cold turkey no contact. I hope she stays awake at night missing, I guess a memory of me that doesn't exist anymore. And i fucking hope it hurts a fraction of the way I do.

I tried begging her to get help, I tried begging her to seek real therapy and real mood stabilizers and talk about her eating disorders, and to really fucking reflect on her narcissistic and manipulative personality but you know its screaming at a wall. I means nothing to an institutionalized self medicating addict with 50+ years of undiagnosed mental illness and zero healthy trauma response

I always say I hope she has the best life she can and that I just dont want it to involve me, and I do I really fucking do, but I also hope there is a guilty sliver in her heart that pushes her to do better because of me. I hope that at least the gapping hole in my heart and life can at least be a blip on pain on her radar.

I miss her laugh. And it hurts so much.

#venting bullshit #all the tw

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kalopses-sonderes · 2 years

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Here’s the fic that I wrote for you, please take your time, and write your opinion about it, I’m not looking for fame, I’m here just to make you relax and happy

Warning: strawberry jam (bl**d), sensitive content ahead, the story might seem a little bit rushed, might be a little confusing too, bad English.

Frost queen cookie x terminal ill!gn!reader.

You live in the middle of a snowy forest, your house stays nearby a village where you gather materials to make little sculptures and snow globes. After you were diagnosed with a rare illness that doesn’t have a cure, you decided to live the rest of your life the best you can. But in one particular day, there was a very big snow storm, “ugh why did I do that”, you asked yourself, while trying to walk through the snow storm, “I could have gotten the materials another day, but nooo, I had to do everything today”, you said to yourself. “At least it can’t get worst” “owoooooo”, “me and my big mouth”, cream wolfs started to run after you, you started to run, “now this is great, come on throw something bigger I dare y-ahhhhh!”, because of the snow, you end up falling from a cliff, the good news is that you survived, the bad news is that you are unconscious.

(In the next day).

You wake up in a bed, in a room seemingly made of ice, you look out of the window, only to see that you were in a castle made of ice, when you got out of the room, you tried to go for the nearest exit, but you end up in the throne room. And you saw the monster that haunted children, sitting at the throne, shadows hiding her face, the Frost witch. “No t-thats impossible, Y-you don’t exist, you are nothing but a stupid children’s tale!”, you said terrified, “how rude of your part, I saved you from that fall and you say thank you like this?”, said the Frost witch, “that’s not even my real name”, “ok, so w-what’s your real name?”, the Frost witch was surprised, nobody asked about her real name before, the cookie got up and got out of the shadows, “well, my real name is, Frost Queen Cookie”, the cookie said. You were speechless, of how beautiful the cookie looks, her beautiful yet emotionless face, her shining blue eyes, and her smooth soft hair, “w-w-well m-my name is y-y/n cookie”. You stayed at Frost Queen Cookie castle, for some days, In between these days, you started to create a friendship with her. When you finally went home, you felt a little empty. You manage to find the path that lead to Frost Queen Cookie castle, and started to daily visit her, to go with her in strolls around the forest, or to drink tea, you actually developed a crush on her (I can’t blame you).

Today you decided to make a gift for her to show your love, it was simple a snow globe, with little statue that resembled you inside of it, holding a heart, in the base of the snow globe, says, “I love you”. You went again to Frost Queen Cookie castle, and gave the immortal cookie the present, she opened, looked and said “I love you too, y/n cookie.”

You are a very lucky cookie, dating such a beautiful cookie like Frost Queen was unthinkable. Cookies around the village saw you way more happy, you started to carve wood sculptures of your girlfriend, the kids from the village would ask, who was she, and you simply said I was someone very important. Days have passed, but everything changed, one day you were walking through the cold hallways of the castle, “cough”,cough”,”tud”, you started to cough strawberry jam, and you fell to the ground. Frost Queen Cookie, luckily saw you laying in the ground, “my love, what happened?”, you could see panic in her eyes, “doctor… village… help”, right away, she picked you up, and went to the village.

When she got there, everyone was surprised, “is that the Frost witch?!”, “I don’t know she looks like so much those carvings that y/n cookie make”, “wait is that y/n cookie?! What did you do to them?!”, “where is the doctor?!” she says, panicking overwhelming her. You woke up in the bed of a infirmary, Frost Queen cookie right beside you. “Why didn’t you tell me about your disease”, she questioned you, “i-im sorry my Queen, in simply forgot, all the time we spend together, made me forget that I would die soon.”, you replied, “the doctor said you have only weeks, maybe days, what am I going to do without you?”, she said, “I…. I don’t know “.

Days has passed since the incident, you started to live in her castle, you were growing weaker, coughing strawberry jam was actually normal now. Frost Queen cookie search about your disease in her old books, in hopes to find a cure, that type of illness was very rare, so rare that there wasn’t many documents talking about, but every document said the same thing, incurable, the cookie searched every piece of information, wrote many many notes, double check the information. Cursing her self in the process, “how could I be so blind, so stupid”, she would say to herself, surely there was a cure, she just needed more time, sleep didn’t matter to her, eat didn’t matter too, the only thing that matters is you. One time you saw her, sleeping on the table, she was very tired, with books and notes scattered everywhere, you put an blanked over Frost Queen cookie, only to find a note under her head, “cryonic preservation?”, you asked yourself.

(One week later)

Those notes that you saw, that you thought it was nothing but gibberish, was now clear and shine like ice. You were in one of the many rooms of the castle, together with your love, Frost Queen cookie. “Are you sure this is going to work, my Queen?”, you asked Frost Queen cookie, “Yes it will, when you get frozen, the disease will stop from evolving, don’t worry I double checked every information as possible. It’s for your own safety.”, she replied. “There is nothing you can do my love, I think I… we should just accept fate”, you said with tears in the corner of your eyes, “I will cure you, I love you y/n cookie”, “I love you too, Frost Queen Cookie”. With that, using her staff, she casted a spell, frozen you and putting your body, inside a block of ice, that is shaped like a crystal.

Frost Queen cookie, went to her throne room, and sat on her throne. She saw your present, the snow globe, placed on the armrest, she picked up, and started to look at the object remembering the good memories of the past.

“This gift means a lot to me, from strangers to friends to lovers, that was our love story. You brought to my life, happiness, comfort, warmth, but life itself took you away from me. For now you will be remembered like that, surrounded by winter, forever beauty, forever youth, but for me you will be always remembered as the sparkle of fire that warmed my heart of ice. Rest well y/n cookie, my snowflake, my love, I will find a cure. And we will share warmth with each other once again, one day… I hope”. With only a tear, dropping from her cheek.

I took a lot of inspiration from Batman’s most known villain mr. freeze. I won’t enter in much detail about him, but the story itself, is already a summary for his motives.

This link has a music that will be very good to listen as you read (just my opinion): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBE_cldLuRY

I do agree in certain spots its really rushed but besides that I really loved reading that!

#sonder rambles #frost queen cookie

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I just finished season 4 and im. Im ruined. Ive already watched the show like 6 times btw but FUCK. GOD DAMN

Blaine being truly honest for the first time in as long as we've known him by telling angus he made the sign from god, only to get a reality check when his dad isnt as selfish and cowardly as he is, except thats such a mindfuck because his dad is a horrible awful child abusive son of a bitch, and it must have been so confusing to watch the church devour fraud bater under angus's orders. How eagerly angus watches blaines reaction, how he so hopes that makes up for everything, its sickening. Especially at the end of their arc where if i got it correctly, enzo sold them out? Told FMG they'd be coming and led them to a trap? And we saw angus and his flock get shot down. I cant help but feel bad for blaine

Peyton refusing to let FMG get away with moving up the time of the execution, marching into that studio and taking iver the broadcast, being the REASON people SHOWED UP at the warehouse and being right there with johnny fucking frost of all people, and ravi right by her side.

Major leaping over the crowd of soldiers to tackle chase, raging out completely and rightfully after all the shit he had to do for what he believed to be the right cause, only for the leader of that cause to spit in his face by trying to execute the love of his life. Because despite everything they still love eachother still and major is so goddamn pissed hes not gonna let another person murder his kids and get away ith it (even tho we saw so little of captain seattle i do not rememebr his actual name. Or jordans half the time)

Liv's stone cold expression at pulling the level and crushing chase's skull, and being so right about it too. Still tho, it wasnt enough to bring levon back, just like every time she tries to do the thing she thinks is right, someone she loves dies for it. When she tries to shoot blaine on sniper brain but cant, lowell tries to and gets killed. When she saves the chaos killer victims and clive from dying to a zombie, that zombie just had to be drake. When she tries to help human-zombie relations (misguidedly) and save lives by being renegade, she gets a front row seat to levons head being crushed. Her pain is so real idec chase is done with. It wasnt a good ending for her and i can feel that so clearly, even with that hopeful ending scene

My friend and I talked abour how selfish Liv can be when we started watching together (her first time), but how selfish can someone be when they give up the cure for their ailment twice for other peoples happiness?

And Chase. God. That entire decline during the latter half of the season was brutal. When thwy announced renegades execution and the video came out, he was done it was over, there was truly no coming back from this. He was so out of it at the point of the supporters breaking in that his voice cracks when he shouts at major to stop and when he says dont shoot and hes scrambling wildly for some form of control, in this case a gun that he places his head right on the gillutine. I think its a mercy that he died so painlessly.

At least Dale and Clive got a happy ending to the season though, getting married and getting the cure. Clive calling liv partner when they were saying goodbye in chase's office, it was just so bittersweet

Hope its okay that this is so long i just wanted to dump my thoughts onto someone ^^ this show is phenomenal i cant recover from this tonight.

DAMN. THATS A LOT OF WORDS. DAMN.

I uh idk how to respond to most of this cus there's so much but I'll try my best (also why this took so long to reply sorry)

Blaine is a mixed feelings character, he's a fan favourite and he's always enjoyable to watch. Angus on the other hand idk a single soul who likes that bitch. Say what you will about Blaine, but Angus was EVIL. Shout out to Enzo for killing him off fr. We are grateful. All my homies hate Angus.

Also Enzo didn't exactly sell them out, he more completely set them up - he went directly to Blaine and Angus to make sure they went the exact route, made sure he was there for all the final plans, he collaborated directly with the US military to get rid of Angus and his pals. Like it wasn't a split second betrayal it was a planned execution, he knew full well Angus would take the bait and was probably hoping Blaine would too. I'm not sure if it was even an official FG operation because as far as we know, Chase didn't hear anything back from Enzo about the church. He didn't tell the press his name, he was the only FG personnel there - I'm sus that he just took it upon himself to deal with them. King behaviour.

And yeah Peyton was girlboss at the end of season 4 but it's like. When her bestie in danger she got all this proactive shit but when she's acting mayor the energies like half that. Makes me mad.

As for major. Little sympathy. Oh did your child soldiers get killed? Maybe child soldiers are a bad idea? Maybe you wouldn't be upset if you didn't have children as soldiers in the first place? Maybe giving untrained children weapons is guaranteed to go badly and end with them injured or killed? Do you think? Like. Honestly. And the way he was with Levon. Major was weird in season 4 idk. And I disagree with them killing Chase. There's so many worse people in the show that she can't bring herself to kill but Chase she executes without hesitation. He wasn't even that bad. I don't think its very fair for him either. Like he was trying his best to keep Seattle under control, and renegade was actively making everything worse. And if you think he was doing a bad job what came after in season 5? With Major: terrorism and hatecrimes peaked and he did nothing, he made Seattle completely reliant on Blaine who (bless him) is not trustworthy and not a good person and is obviously going to be a controversy. With Enzo: the second he took over, Majors mistakes blow up and Seattle dealing with civil war. Not to mention Enzo isn't great at de-escalation, at any point - not even just when he's in charge, since his introduction he walks in and makes situations worse on purpose (can't help being a girlboss)

As for your question about Liv being selfish - it's shortsightedness. She'll do selfless things that make her feel good but she won't consider the consequences. Stuff like giving up the cure is fine, not really any consequences, she gets to help her friends. The renegade stuff, she gets to scratch sick people and feel good about it - but the whole of Seattle gets closer and closer to dying horribly every time she does. It's like only caring about what's directly in front of her. Irritates me a little tbh. Especially when she's one of the only zombies not experiencing the food shortage so it's just this whole privilege thing while thousands of people are at risk.

Clive and Bozzio are so precious I love them so much they deserve everything. That's all.

Anyway, hope you and your friend enjoy season 5✌️

#izombie

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latteconvos · 2 years

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There a go

Warning: strawberry jam (bl**d), sensitive content ahead, the story might seem a little rushed, might be a little confusing too.

Frost queen cookie x terminal ill!gn!reader.

(In the next day).

(One week later)

I took a lot of inspiration from Batman’s most known villain mr. freeze. I won’t enter in much detail about him, but the story itself, is already a summary for his motives.

That was awesome iabduebfuebf

I agree very much, Frost Queen is the very pretty aibdjwbfe

The first part almost had me like 👀👀 pretty frost woman is mmmm and the angst of terminal illness as a well used concept :0

The freezing idea was genius too, I could see Frost Queen wanting to keep her love around for all eternity, and the reasoning behind it is pretty smart!

Ahhh beautiful, not much else I can really say about it uabjsiebf. I had a bit of trouble reading the first two or so paragraphs with the line spacing, but that's probably just because of my ADD lol.

Insert grabby hands for next story

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aretarers · 2 years

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🔥bwehhhh star trek.... get MEAN abt it too <3 (mostly joking)

garak is one of myfavorite characters hes hilarious by concept and also just really well written (AND ACTED everyone sayTHANK YOU andy robinson). and he IS funny and he IS gay. and i think its HILARIOUS. but i haaate hate hate whenthats all people talk about you know. omg gay space lizard<3 I KNOW. I KNOW HE IS. but it gets annoying to hear that over and over again. Also theres more to him than just his relationship with julian which once again i DO see it i DO think it is real. and once again it is hilarious. like what other show has some freaky exspy tailor hit on a main character super hard in the cold open of episode #3 of the series. its hilarious. but again when its all people talk about its ANNOYING!!! Why dont you guys ever think about that time garak got super high on space violence mushrooms and almost killed nog and then later on they crash landed on a planet and went on a field trip together and it was really awkward due to aforementioned almost killing nog.

All this being said though. while were talking about unpopular opinions i want to say that 1. i dont ACTUALLY care very much about what people do. if theyre having fun then theyre having fun and if theyre not being total freaks about it then you know what go have fun man. 2. i obviously dont know what goes on in peoples heads and what people post about is not automatically the only thing going on in their heads. i say this because i think actually my more unpopular opinion is that while all those tumblr posts (including this one) about "people in media only for shipping are missing out on other things etc etc" DO have merit and generally i agree with them (see: this post) i actually see THOSE kinds of posts MORE OFTEN than the people those posts are complaining about. and honestly at that point it just kind of gets annoying LOL and again also i think people need to consider that again "things people post" != "everything theyre thinking about". again not saying those posts are wrong or bad or etc like i do agree that people who are (or at least appear to be) only interested in media for shipping are missing out and could stand to broaden their horizons but at the end of the day if theyre 1. not into freak shit 2. having fun like i really DONT care. like. Life sucks man and if thats bringing you some joy and youre not being super gross about it then like. Live a little you know?

anyway im consistently in a state of both "Wow these people are annoying" but also "if theyre having fun then you know what good for them i don't actually care at the end of the day"

#this is really rambly and i got off topic sorry for this being more socialmedia focused instead of star trek focused</3 #if i have unpopular star trek opinions im honestly not sure of them. or like what they are

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I am! Not great again! Why I'd did that. Stuff /VeryNegative under the cut

Just. Jesus fucking christ when will these flashbacks stop. I SAW myself die again. And then i also, MORESO have to watch Alder find me again and again. He fucking. Kept yelling my name. He kept calling for me, desperate. He was so hurt. I was already cold. He couldn't do anything, it wasnt his fault. But he tried so hard. And then he sat there for so long.

How could i have not known. Twice. There was an attempt in my timeline but thank fucking GOD i failed. Can you fucking imagine I'd succeeded? Was it better he was alone? What would it have been like if Dan and Cadance were there and i succeeded? Because they helped him when i failed. But something broke in the other timeline within him. I can see it in the way he put his hand on my shoulder. That was something he did in our lifetime, he'd just gently stroke my shoulder. It grounded me, it was affectionate, it felt really nice. I can sense the thoughts in his head. "He can't feel this now"

I've been gone for hours. I probably was before he ever could have made it home. I was alone in my room like that for sO long and i died afraid. Thats all i can think about was how afraid i was. I didn't think anyone cared about me, i know i was more isolated from Dan in this universe. I know i was more cruel to myself. And knowing these are facts of how these things work is one thing. Actually seeing where that switch over was, thats another. The way that allowing love into your life saves you in impossible to know ways. You have to allow people to love you.

You will die without it.

And knowing i didn't have a chance to be saved in this one. Knowing there was a real possibility of it going bad, it wasn't just a silly cry for attention written by a sad artist. It was the possibility of my mental health taking over and ruining my father's(chosen) life. It was the fact that i do have an impact on my future and i have to decide to have one. Theres nothing i can do to help either damned soul now, there's something so uniquely heart shattering about having to live with grief like this. It is not mine, it is of mine. It is of me. It is a holy sensation that i regard with vile distaste. The feeling is important, more important than a lot of things.

Growing up this life i never thought i would live past 10. Then a lot of other numbers. How original. How horrible. It actually is horrible. Desensitization makes. These numbers these thoughts, its hard to recognize im sad about it since its so normalized. But being 7 and suicidal isn't. And i cant believe i carried that and my past life all this time like this. And now that im so aware, ill carry it differently. I can't believe i lived so long. I cant believe im gonna KEEP living so long. I havent felt genuinely suicidal in ages. I can be real, and say the idealization is there, but it's more about the fantasy of getting help for it. But recieving memories like this reminds me of how bad that hurt. For decades. And how bad it hurt alternate or past selves, and those loved ones there. I'm so sorry Alder, i desperately wish there was anything i could do. To take it back, to help heal, to love you better than i did. Your cabin stayed empty, my room stayed where it was, and you stayed alone. Dan stayed over, but not much. You never got to know Cadance. You met briefly and never became friends.

I did all of that. Everything was actually because of me. I can't take that right now. I was resting and these memories wont stop. It's incredible though. How bright the sun is from up here. How even though pain burns more intensely than it usually does from this height, so does the love. How much the love permeated in every crack and crevice last life. How i let the light in and hope filled us all up. Even during loss and pain and torture, even losing each other. It was okay. Because at least it happened.

#teehee aaaaaaaaa #trauma #rambling #long post #vent #do not reblog #obviously #mentally ill #past life #pseudomemories #pseudotrauma #inthrum bickerman #suicide #trigger warning #tw #forreal this ones bad lol #i mean. like most of it. im talking about a memory where i killed myself. so if you need to know.#but at the end i get beautiful and poetic! and hopeful and soft its great #but yeah its horrible rn

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kalopses-sonderes · 2 years

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Frost queen cookie x terminal ill!gn!reader.

(In the next day).

(One week later)

I took a lot of inspiration from Batman’s most known villain mr. freeze. I won’t enter in much detail about him, but the story itself, is already a summary for his motives.

it feels so good reading this again

#sonder rambles #sonders sweet gardener ❤️

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