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sadc0keh0e · 2 years
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gotta wonder if it ever will
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ilovemitskiiii · 11 months
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I’ll be dead by 20!!!!!!!!
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dizzyiscrocodile · 7 months
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Blood warning OoOooOo
Other warnings include implied character death maybe and just straight up angst. It’s day 6 of Chimera Week, and I am NOT holly jolly
* Keep Reading for full art.
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I hope that worked, anyway, day 6 of chimera week and I decided to choose violence. I’m sure you noticed by now that the drawing below is a little … quirky. And I implor you to have mercy on me the last time I drew a lot of blood was in the 8th grade, idk if you’ve looked through my account, but I don’t specialize in angst. I specialize in colorful, silly, bouncy little guys.
I got so mad at the blood being awful looking I rushed the rest of the piece, and it shows, BUT. I think it’s fitting. Something about it being frantic and messy fits the art. Don't ask what wind is carrying his godamn headband thingies . Don’t ask why MK’s entire head looks like an electrified Pom Pom . This isn’t the highest quality, but by my standards— I’m running late.
HOLY FUCK I FORGOT TO POST THIS GUHH
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Chimera Week is by @//starsbian on twitter!!! Todays the last day but I might wait until Sunday to post my final drawing. ✌️
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nyctcphiliacs · 7 days
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I'm sorry i disappeared life got busy, and then I got super sad news about one of my daycare dogs, so I've been in a downward spiral
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hiro-doodlez · 13 days
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Anyways guys guess who's cat has cancer
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pls-end-me · 4 months
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,,What do you want to
be when you grow up?"
- Good enough.
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trans4trans · 2 years
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im in agony forever and ever
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greyisawonderfulcolor · 8 months
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Anne Rothenstein
Car Crash
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starlight-edith · 8 months
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I’m so sick of people pretending to care about me. Why do people have to insist they’re my friend but whenever I walk over to them they suddenly move somewhere else with their group?
Why invite me to something just to ignore me the entire time?
When I finally got one of them to actually talk to me he said he was going to get water and that he’d be back. He just left to be with his friends.
When I tried to talk to them before they would move somewhere else they ignored and talked over me.
I go out of my way to be nice to people and to make friends but it’s not enough apparently.
No one cares about me here.
At least before I had people that actually listened to me instead of pretending I didn’t exist — even if they turned out to be fake friends that didn’t actually care.
I go out of my way for people, and for what?
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kokoronbain · 10 months
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My official last day at school is done now...
A new page has to be turned... And it's very hard to accept it.
This is the first time I get so attached to my class, specially the majority of my colleagues...
I don't want to lose them. But I have to accept it: it's over now. Some of them won't come back now due to jobs or searching it.
I will go at school again and a very few of my dear colleagues/friends will come as well...... but it won't be the same.
No more the cool ambiance I got despite there were already a big part of my class which left very early school or just didn't interact anymore. But there was still a chill and friendly ambiance that I've really like
What I am afraid is losing their contacts... and I really don't want it.
For the first time, I want to go out with them. I am ready to go out. I never get this feeling before and damn going out with friends is such an amazing moment.
I sincerely hope in all my heart, I will have the chance to see them again, the most as possible.
I hope I will have the courage to contact them even if I don't know what to say.
They are... amazing. And I am glad to have met them. I am not so ready to lose them...
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usertiff · 8 months
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my mom had a heart attack tn... I'm stuck in a city 3 hrs away and this emergency room is scary af and they're pissed that I have my sister but I'm her guardian and I have no one else like what tf do they want me to do,?? 😭😭😭 my heart is shattering for my sister bc she's so sad and scared and so am I and I'm just staying strong for her but I want to cry so badly
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sadc0keh0e · 1 year
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This is me
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ilovemitskiiii · 2 years
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Tumblr is my safe place
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stopforhope · 1 year
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Addressing the Controversy
unfortunately, the main post of this blog has a glaring typo: in the PSA ad's tags, "fiha Sunday", short for "Fingers in His Ass Sunday", is written as "finha Sunday", which has no currently known meaning! Sincerest apologies for this horrible mistake, but since the post is in 'line' to be 'blazed', not unlike the lifeline of the depraved Nagito Komaeda, there is nothing that can be done until 2,500 people are forced to look at the post against their will.
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dhampiravidi · 1 year
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[ heather ]: one of our muses is lost in the wilds, and the other is desperately searching for them. (For Cassia and Caleb- can take place whenever on the time line you want!)
That wasn't part of the plan, Caleb thought to himself as he ran through the dark, eerie landscape.
His plan had been to volunteer and then win because he really had no other option. After the war with the Rebellion, the Capitol had been reduced to rubble--not counting the few stores and residential buildings that had survived the bombings. Caleb Danvers and his mom were some of the old money refugees, who'd been relocated to District 1. Though people like them had been allowed to join the new republic and bring along a good portion of their finances (the rest was donated to the fledgling government), they were not well-off anymore. Many of the ex-Capitol residents had to learn how to work with their hands for the first time. Caleb's mother had gotten a job at a small library, but she missed some of her shifts due to her problems that stemmed from alcoholism. Caleb's father had died not long before Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark won their first Hunger Games, having long suffered from some debilitating illness. Caleb himself was working two jobs (tutoring and cooking) when he wasn't checking on his friends and taking care of his mother.
Long story short, when the new government announced the final Hunger Games, one where the Tributes would be chosen from the Capitol (in addition to Districts 1 and 2, which had supported President Snow for most of the war), Caleb volunteered. He was the only one of the twenty-four Tributes who did. He hoped that winning the Games would earn him enough tessera so he and his mom could stop working so hard all the time. His mentor was one of the former trainers from the Capitol; while she wasn't great at coaching him to attract sponsors, she did help him learn to fight. Jayn, the other Tribute from the Capitol, was small, yet kind and smart. So Caleb thought he had a pretty good shot at winning. That was before Pogue and Cassia came into the picture.
Pogue was his boyfriend. That wasn't a secret before the war, but while the cameras were on, they'd decided to distance themselves to just allies. Eight people were chosen from each "District", so eventually they knew they'd have to fight each other. Still, the two young men couldn't help but steal kisses and long gazes while they were alone in their apartment (which was really just a dusty old home in the Victors' Village).
Cassia took Caleb's breath away the moment he saw her on the recording from her Reaping. She was a girl from District 2. He had always heard that everyone from that District was bulky and violent, but she was nothing but sunshine, with a fit, toned body and a nice smile. He was careful not to fall for her until the Games started. Twice, she'd saved him: once, by dueling another Tribute while Caleb was wounded, and the other time was when he'd almost eaten a poisonous plant (mistaking it for an edible one), since she'd seen it in a book prior to the Games.
Since then, Jayn had fallen behind while the four of them were running to avoid an earthquake. They'd hoped she was alive, but her face was projected into the sky that night. Pogue had died, intercepting the blade of some creepy District 2 Tribute who had been eyeing Caleb since training. Now Caleb was sprinting, trying to get to Cassia before Pogue's murderer could. He knew that he should see their separation as a sign, as a new opportunity. But he couldn't let her die, any more than he could let his mom do all the work back in their new house.
Maybe things would be better in another world. Maybe he'd see Pogue, Jayn, and his dad again.
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soulsmuses · 2 years
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It’s hitting again
The grief of realizing I will likely never hear from my beloved again…
It’s been 18 months since she was last online. None of our friend group have heard from from, confirmed by several asking me if I’d heard from her.
I don’t know what happened. I don’t understand. I’m left with only my thoughts of the worst.
Try as I might to hold out hope, I’m slipping into the stage of acceptance that what was has slipped away so abruptly. It doesn’t make the mourning any easier…
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