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#punching kicking the wall screaming
radxianixe · 2 years
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did one-week-ago me really think my ryan seaman obsession was gonna wear off in less than a week it's been going full force for 2 months now and it doesn't feel like it's dying any time soon argdhdjdhdj
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WE GET SAW 11 WE GET SAW 11 IT'S OFFICIALLY CONFIRMED WE FREAKIN' GET SAW 11 LET'S F-ING GOOOOOOOO
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kingleedo · 1 year
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AND FINALLY, THEY MET 😊
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bumblingbabooshka · 15 days
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TOS T'Pring should be able to live her 'I think I like this little life' dreams!!
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icewindandboringhorror · 10 months
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a quite simple outfit, trying to use the little blue and white apron thing (which is actually a dress I think, that I just leave un-buttoned in the back and added an apron-like tie to lol)
#self#mori kei#jfashion#NOT really but like.. it's.. adjacent I guess.. forgive me .. I may try using tags again though I kind of got out of the habit ghhj#I need to be... Seen to some degree. I want to start selling clothes and sculptures again to recoup the costs of having to euthanize my cat#and stuff . but that won't be very successful if I have like.. 15 people to sell to lol...#the eternal Hermit Conflict where you hate attention and Being Percieved in general yet in todays capitalist society it is nearly#a necessity to have some form of social network or media presence especially in creative fields. etc. etc. ... kicking screaming wailing#sobbing so on and so forth.. tearfully punching the cold mossy stone walls of my evil wizard tower...#I was also thinking of maybe opening a few sculpture commission slots and maybe Tumblr Blazing that post or something#but.. again.... sobbing crying interacting with the general public oughhf ouuch -500 HP#why can't I just be approached by some wealthy 65 year old woman who is nonsensically infatuated with my art for no#reason and gives me like $10.000 a week for food and art supplies and etc. and I can go fuck off into a cabin in the middle of nowhere#in the uk and just be left alone to work on my projects without even needing to build any form of connections or social presence because I'#already set for life and can just get funding and connections whenever lol.. WHICH not to be ungrateful like obviously I still appreciate#anyone who follows and interacts with my posts. I dont mean it in a 'grrr fuck all of you imbeciles I wish I could delete my blog!!!' or#whatever hhjkjk.. I just mean it more in a like.. I am very socially inept and my mental illness gives me severe social issues so any situ#tion where I'm expected to self promote or network or interact with others generally is nightmarish and stressful for many many reasons#and if I could somehow skip that part and just go straight to being a famous author or somethin.. that would be cool. Which I know EVERYONE#hates networking and stuff but I mean like.. on a level most people could not possibly comprehend.. I am not just an 'introvert'. I am like#doctors declare me incapable of functioning in general society very poor mental health prognosis probably should have a caretaker at#some point type Hermit lol.. ANYWAY ghbhj... alas.. I also feel weird about the sculptures in terms of what to charge for them#and always have which is part of why I stopped selling them. If I charged a fair even like $15 an hour many of them would be like#close to $150+. and nobody is going to pay that for a decoration. that doesn't even factor in like.. supplies or time spent communicating/s#etching the concept (if a commission) etc. etc. I thought it'd be better to just auction them then and let people pay what they want inst#d of a set price but etsy doesnt allow auctions and is it weird to just.. link people to an Art Ebay or something lol..#AAAANYWAY.. the outfit.. I still love these shoes. they're nice and a little Older Style looking. always into pastel florals too lol#(everything is thrifted as usual. excited about the shirt because it's so puffy! it was in the halloween section though ghjhj.. like when i#s october and they make the special aisle in goodwill for 'Costume' clothes even though theyre all just normal stuff I would wear ghg)
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i can’t go 20 minutes without mentioning marble hornets or i start getting withdrawals
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theworldinclines · 1 year
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current state: waiting for only friends (2023) dir. jojo tichakorn
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valaruakars · 1 year
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when ur done with the fic but u still have to write a summary
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akingsfool · 1 year
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No fuck you guys I’m still pissed he falls for his best friend who just so happens to be straight okay something happens the friend is fine he’s on edge and starts ghosting EVERYONE and acting like a jackass to his best friend and his solution?? Hook up with Some Guy™️ to try and forget but spoiler alert it doesn’t work because you can’t fuck your feelings away that’s not how it works so he “brings” (quotations because the guy was invited but he didn’t want him to go) the guy he’s been banging to study group and then has the AUDACITY to get pissed when the guy flirts with his best friend who he very much so has feelings about like girl you don’t get to be upset you fucking idiot you did that to yourself
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riverofwoes · 3 months
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THE ACHERON—THE ACHERON IS REAL
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fujianvenator · 10 months
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i dont know shit abt lobcorp but silent orchestra is one of those designs thats just custom built hari bait like yea sure of course the fucking music guy wants to look like this WHATEVERRRRRRR
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decimatlas · 11 months
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They are enamored with her. It's clear by the way they so desperately grab at her, breaths hot, shaky against Eden's mouth. Knees knock into each other as she tugs them further into her room, her boot pushing the door shut behind her. Fingers pull at harnesses, fumbling to unbuckle them – and Eden shoves them down, onto her bed. She brings her knee up as she crawls atop them ; she places it tactfully between their legs.
To them, she is a force of nature, akin to one of mythos – far beyond a woman. Bringer of Hell, bringer of death ; she has her claws dug deep in them now. Yet, they look at her as if she hung each burning star in the night sky – paradise, perhaps a god. This unattainable dream, and yet she is within reach. She's right here – their hands remove garments, revealing scarred, yet soft skin underneath.
She closes the distance again, hands wandering down and eliciting a groan from them – and she breathes it in. Eden is focused, but she never meets their eyes. Not really. Perhaps a glance, perhaps a read of their expression as she moves against them – but it's as if she sees through them. This god, this untouchable force. They wonder where her mind is – or rather : something is missing.
But they don't linger, they can't linger on it long... for she knows every button to press, every string to pull. Their nails dig into her skin, symphony of pleasure falling from their lips. She'll clap her hand over their mouth as they writhe underneath her, her head will roll back – but she never relinquishes control. And they're fine with that, they like that.
After all... how did the mythos go? Was the devil really an angel – or was it the other way around? Whatever it was, whatever she was : they're intoxicated by it. Intoxicated by her command, by the tug at their hair now leading them where she wants them. Intoxicated by the soft moans she lets out when they dip their fingers into her, when they dip down to taste her.
Yet they know – even now : they will never have her. They can never have her. Even as she unravels at their touch, her claws near drawing blood from how tightly she grips. Even if they do this again tomorrow, or the next night.
Damn her. And damn them, too – they heeded every warning, every, 'this means nothing,' and they fell anyway. So they'll pretend – they'll pretend for just a moment, as she arches beneath them. They'll pretend they can have her.
They'll pretend they do.
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wolf-2099 · 11 months
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yeah spiderverse was good
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melon-moth · 6 months
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every time a girl has to write a term essay an angel dies
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Was anyone gonna tell me the anniversary art shows Shoji without a mask, Sero with glasses, Hagakure without her invisibility quirk, kirishima with his roots grown out, and Jirou with a bandage over her ear, or was I supposed to just stare at the photo and have a mental breakdown with no warning
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post3l · 10 months
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p3 dude in a stunning red dress asks for yr hand in a dance. do u dare refuse? 🙀
oh hes doing some jessica rabbit shit to me i would never refuse such a proposition,,,,,
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