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bebagerie · 4 months
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hold me close
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theeroticlover · 5 months
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😊😘😊
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mayasaura · 9 months
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Gideon feels so unloved all the time and she doesn’t know that there are so many people who love her so much because those people keep forgetting to mention it to her face
I know what you mean. I want to just shake Harrow like a kitten to make her tell her!!
In way tho, to me, the tragedy of Gideon's life is that she feels unloved, and for the most part she's been right. She's bright, brilliant, funny, strong, dedicated, kind, stubborn, so so angry, and very loveable. And she hasn't been loved. Not enough, and not well enough by those that did.
Harrow's loved her... Probably their whole lives, but just try untangling that knot. She has a lot of ground to make up, and only got her shit together enough to start showing Gideon she loves her about sixteen hours before Gideon died. Sixteen hours, half of those spent asleep, against a lifetime of rejection. It's not really surprising Gideon doesn't believe her yet.
Aiglamene basically raised her, and she does love her, and I am deeply unwell about their relationship. I'm also a little glad Gideon never learned to associate the back of Aiglamene's hand with "love". That she knows there should be something better. I suspect—maybe I hope—Aiglamene did that on purpose.
Pyrrha has loved her since she was born, but she's only just barely met her. Her love didn't lead her down to the surface of the Ninth. She never tried to give her baby girl a funeral, and so never found out she was still alive. Her love did jackshit for Gideon all her life, and that might be hard for Gideon to get over.
There have been brushes with it, with other people. Palamedes, who was the closest thing she had to a friend outside Harrow. He held her hand and comforted her, and made sure she wouldn't be caught in his blast radius. Camilla who gave her medical care, and shared with her a mutual trust, and even made a joke at her expense once. Jeannemary, who thought she was super cool and died the same day Gideon first spoke to her. Coronabeth, who kissed her hand once and thought she was sweet. There was love there, with some, and the potential with others. None of these people knew her for more than the last few weeks of her life.
Gideon really truly hasn't been loved as a transitive verb. Someone finally telling her to her face would be a good start, but at this point I don't know what it's gonna take for her to trust. And I don't blame her.
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buckttommy · 16 days
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every day i make myself sick thinking about tommy calling buck petnames
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angelsdean · 2 years
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they’re in the grocery store. you’re at the end of the aisle and you just keep hearing them show each other different products like, “what’d ya think, sweetheart?” “dean, would you like this pie or will you make one at home?” “eh, kinda feeling lazy. yea put that in the cart, sweetheart. now, you want grape jelly or strawberry?” “grape, dean<3”   
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zabiume · 8 months
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prettyiwa · 1 year
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Thinking about how you can taste when something’s made with love. Despite having the same recipe, despite both following it to a T, they’ll never really taste the same. There’s always something different that makes theirs taste better while they’re adamant that it’s yours that’s superior. Thinking about how creating food and dining together is definitely a love language.
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konvoluted · 2 years
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my house. my rules. my coffee!
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bebagerie · 2 years
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consider: Big B gets 3 nightmare husbands?
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writtengalaxies · 1 year
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Gimme all your soft Engi headcanons. Please and thank you. :3
skwynts Chaos is this you? If it is, just ignore how much of this is from DS and just Marcus hush.
BUT OH THE SOFT ENGI HEADCANONS, LET'S GOOOO.
Very. Physically. Affectionate. This man melts if you give him a hug, if you cuddle, if you hold his hand...any gentle sign of affection through touch? Gone. He's a puddle.
But also he gives the best fucking hugs.
You know he likes you if he just starts infodumping about something. The stars, a new schematic he's working on...anything. It just comes out as a long rambling lesson, and the more you turn your full attention to him, the more excited he becomes.
Okay totally headcanon Engi with tattoos, but specifically? If it's something he loves or is very passionate about? It becomes ink. It's a sign of how much he loves you if he gets something for you.
Coffee is a love language. Whether that's making you your morning mug, or lighting up when you bring him his, it's a love language.
Big Ol' Romantic. Not in the terms of like...over the top dates, but more...he finds every excuse he can to be sweet.
Family man. Even if you don't want kids or you're not great with them, you'd be hard-pressed to not find him being at least a playful uncle and mentor to them.
His idea of a good date night is stargazing. (He's right.)
You're cold? You're getting his sweater/jacket/hoodie right off his back, even if he's cold...and that's only until he can bundle you up more until you're warm.
Honestly, he's just very happy about being in the same room as you. If one of or both of you are laying on top of each other in any way? He's at peace.
He hates to admit it, but he really likes being taken care of gently. No matter the injury, if it's a gentle touch and maybe a kiss? Perfect.
He might cry if you tell him you got him a gift because you thought of him when you saw it.
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loveforvanity · 4 months
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Cuddly time in the colorful garden 💐
We ♥️ the smurfy colors!
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Created in ibis paint 🎨
This really needed colors. Now it's smurfier than ever! Absosmurfly worth redrawing, that's for sure.😃
Lately, I've been head over heels for Vanity again because he's just been wonderful to me. He unconditionally adores me from head to toe and I still get excited when I see him. What a smurfy year 2023 was for the two of us. 🦢🦚
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starsambrosia · 2 months
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Hermes' Traveling Buddy (Astral)
I listen to the ocean waves, and it feels like it's calling me home it feels like souls are reaching out to me, grasping to me for life. Some days, it feels dry and empty. It turns into a salt flat for miles before it reaches the sea again, but when the tide rises, the lands flood, and a vast salty ocean grows.
Moonflowers love this landscape, the air is fresh and salty, the landscape is lush, and the stars are clear. Im not sure what this is where it is...but ive seen Hermes walk the beach. He took me here, i think. I've wandered further and found ruins of a temple of his he visits some times. There's a ruined shrine to him. i find him sitting by talking to someone who used to worship there
Theres something about this water, theres people in it, i can feel them, i know what life feels like, this is it...living water
Then it happens.
Here we go again. Fuck shit hhhh hahahaha
I hate this part
The stars have formed together, they move in unsettling patterns, and once familiar constellations now mean nothing. A shape forms in the sky, a titan, eyes pure white silouhette growing darker and darker, a grin spreads across his expanse showcasing a mouth and teeth within the very sky itself.
Its a terrifying sight.
I remember being swept off my feet, i remember gripping on tight and watching this world fade away for what i feel may be the last time as Hermes pulls me out of that place through a nauseating trip through some sort of gateway he was able to store in a coin.
I felt dizzy i couldnt feel him anymore i had just slipped away, drifting into a state of pure blank emptiness. Then i hit the ground hard, and i felt the sun setting on my face, i got off of the dusty brick red floor and looked outside, i hear life, people, chatter...a door creeks and he pulls me inside with a grin, he looks like a short rowdy child but his eyes are unmistakeable, and his grin stays the same. Always.
Im pulled along on another one of his schemes and i have to admit i missed this i missed feeling this way, not sure what it is other than a lot of love.
Music plays from street preformers, he shows me firedancers and various shimmering shops full of twinkling trinkets.
The people seem to be very realistic. They dont feel like spirits they feel like memories of people. Real living actual people. It felt good to be surrounded by soul and to be gripping his hand tight as he bolted through the crowded curving streets of wherever we ended up this time
I missed this
So much
Its been years
I feel so alive when i feel the wind on my face and through my hair, i watch him shift right before my eyes, taking the form he prefers
"You changed recently, im still getting used to the new form" i think to myself, and almost like he knew, he looked over his shoulder and gave me a smile
"The effort is appriciated!"
Right, he did know.
I lost focus, im getting scared
Breathe
Re focus
That was so worth it, he took me up a hill in the city and to a place it opens up onto a cliff full of gardens and lush greenery, it smells like the sea and my eyes glittered as soon as i set them on the wide open sea before me. I adored the sunset, and it was sweet he stuck around with me
"Have fun?"
I didnt do well tonight, i was very mentally unwell, and i prayed to him for help, company, attention, just love i wanted to feel seen just a little bit. And i felt like he went abouve and beyond, i didnt really sleep tonight but i really dont care so much, i feel so loved...also kinda super light headed and dizzy now, it feels like hes holding me, i think i might try to ley down, maybe he wants me to try to sleep now...7am
Might as well
Sleep well void...
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invinciblerodent · 4 months
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sick to my stomach with the realization that Petyr would absolutely call Shadowheart "babe" or "baby".
and what's possibly even worse is that beneath the first layer of snark, she might even like it.
disgusting tbqh (/lie)
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strebcr · 5 months
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Tag dump
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