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elinordash · 2 years
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You can stay at my place, if you like.
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oatbugs · 2 months
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my research partner and i are huddled in a blanket in paddington waiting for a too-late train i already miss you and you and you
#he keeps falling asleep almost on my shoulder and waking up and readjusting but i want to tell him its ok weve seen a lot#of each other ive seen your brainwaves you called me crying a few nights ago. research partner right now is a potentiality#friend is a certainty. i met a banker passionate about finance. he said his advice made the lives of others better and he likes the numbers#more than he likes anything else. on a high rise near canary wharf the view was wonderful and the people even moreso#he said i loved her but i spent 33 grand on her and i cant do this anymore. his voice cracked talking about her. he did love her.#and she talked softly she grabbed my hand she bought me a pack of Marlborough gold she told me to snap#the russian menthol cigarettes of the tortured polish man near us with my teeth i kept staring at her teeth#bright white and sharp. i couldnt find her heartbeat but i did find warmth and i did find her lips and i did feel#how she felt pressed against a wall. a pretty boy held my hand and i gave him my number. i couldnt stop smiling about her no matter#how many runways youve walked on how many collections youve designed how many students youve taught. senior lecturer teaches me how to do#very unethical things ethically over a double shot of vodka made by the half-persian with broken farsi. she talks softly#and she says her eyes are hazel but they appear a shade of red. pure gold on her hands and leather on her back and her fingers on my lips#(she talks softly sees through me she says something i cant hear but i wont forget the way she flies) she talked to my research partner#about the possibility of moving to sunny dubai with the rest of her family and my heart felt pierced. on her arm i traces a tattoo of a#knife passing through a rose. she told me she thought there was romance in severing so i kissed her some more.#he sat me down and asked me what i loved and i told him and he said no romance no person no tragedy will take that from you.#the room was filled with a collection of people in love with something that wasnt a person and i kept looking at her.#red eyes bitten jawline beautiful hands. it is 3 degrees Celsius my head is on his shoulder i miss my friends#we walked out the lecture hall with arms linked a photo of two years ago and we both said#jesus christ. i miss you all. and i miss logic metatheory lectures. im glad i get to stare at the depth of your eyes#i wish i had met you years ago.#crushposting
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riftdancing · 6 months
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Reminding myself a certain aviator is capable of more than just one look.
(IE: Her resting bitch face.)
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mindmxtters · 3 months
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the most likely reasons why the loonatics are so often shown scowling when not actively reacting to anything in the show: makes the team look TOUGH bc this ain't your grandad's looney tunes, their default expressions on their character sheets are also frowns and that's what production artists referred to for storyboarding scenes, they're frequently interacting with villains instead of people they like, etc.
what I choose to believe: the stars aligned just right when the meteor hit to bring together 6 very different people with resting bitch face syndrome
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tennis-kittens · 1 year
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The emotional support Federer moms to the rescue 🥺♥️
Not Roger's mom stopping on her way to Mirka to give Casper a hug when she sees him wiping the tears off his face I'm sobbing
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mars-ipan · 4 months
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GODDD.
#marzivents#to preface. i am SLIGHTLY buzzed. as in i have had a single mimosa almost an hour ago#today there has been a… weird??? energy with the family??#my mom and dad are on two different frequencies today but like they’re managing so whatever#my brother and i have been normal i suppose#but we’ve been all together for a little bit to celebrate the new uear and such#clock hits 12. we celebrate. everybody has One mimosa. not a lot at all#that buzz hits me and i’m hanging out. i’m feeling good!#my brother says something or other and we start the motions of one of our go-to sibling disagreements you know the type#and my mother cuts me off says like ‘let’s all relax’ or whatever. i didn’t feel that angry but like?? sure? fine whatever#we stop and i move on. once again not a huge deal to me#then my dad does smth or other. my mom’s been razzing him all day so i decide alright i will also razz him. a little lighthearted teasing#it is NOTHING different from what i normally do. just slightly more frequent#and my dad goes ‘i can’t have an opinion on anything huh?’ and i- committed to the bit- go ‘no <3’ with a smile on my face#like i am simply wanting to fuck around!! the way you do with friends! that is all i am doing!#i get in some other thing with my brother for like .2 seconds before my mom tells us to ‘stop fighting’ again. alright cool#this sort of thing continues. and the air in the room becomes super tense for some goddamn reason???#eventually my dad heads to the garage and my brother follows. while they’re gone my mom tells me i need to cool it and i’m being aggressive#i???? huh???? what???#i was gonna turn to HER and crack a joke like ‘how do you get them to understand that loud doesn’t mean angry?’#because that’s an issue SHE has all the damn time! i was gonna turn to her and bond! but she says that before i can even start to#so my attempt to ease the remaining tension in the room is dead on arrival. in fact the room is even TENSER#maybe it was the champagne or smth but it just fucking got to me. i shut up and turn away and start trying to collect myself#i’m realizing two things. 1- my emotions are less in my control right now and i cannot collect myself here. 2- I Need To Fucking Scream#so i silently pack up and head to my room. my mom knows better and asks no questions#as i was typing this post my brother walks in. i shoo him out without words but he tries to ask questions so i just repeat until he gets it#i feel fucking insane. what the fuck did i DO???? i literally was just fucking razzing. i do that all the time#and sure. i was louder. and yeah it was probably slightly more razzing than i normally would. but i DO NOT FUCKING GET how those two things#would cause as MUCH of a reaction as they did!!! like. i . hello???#the rest is in the replies bc i am out of tags but i am not out of feelings
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✨That one person who is so intimidatingly attractive✨
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suguwu · 4 months
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jy sunning himself like the big cat he is is so important to me
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kiwikipedia · 8 months
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Saber’s smile of joy when she runs forward in the Memorial Movie, you agree. Reblog
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thiefofcrows · 6 months
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@veitsia | CONT. from here.
  When I die … the mere idea of those words made something deep inside of Kaz Brekker twist painfully. At the same time, the vicious and wounded thing he’d become after his last true brush with death thrashed with rage. Both sensations swept over him so abruptly, it was difficult to reign in an outward response. Kaz still clenched his jaw, his fingers tightening around the pen he was writing with — even his writing stopped, albeit briefly as he caught himself, took the faintest breath through his nose. The force of such frayed, raw rage scared him still, deep within his bones and, the only reason it scared him was because it was for her.
   He didn’t want to think about what life would be like without listening for her, without instinctively seeking with nothing but vague senses for her approach, where she would simply melt back into the world, emerging from the shadows like magic. He didn't want to imagine never seeing her seated at his window again, feeding the crows that would always remember her kindness.
   Kaz had said the words as a joke, light and teasing, despite the fact that maybe he might actually mean it, but … of course she had turned it into something too real. He would surely paint the streets red with the blood of those who’d laid their hands on her without a moments hesitation. How had it come to this?
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   A quiet scoff followed and, he too felt the twinge of irritation at himself as he tilted his head in her direction, seeking to steal a glimpse of her. He often found himself gazing into those rich dark eyes and itching to understand the things she didn’t say aloud, longing to solve the puzzles in which she presented him with — the only case where he would solve one only to receive at least three more, each more baffling than the last.
   ❝Escaping obstacles of my own design is what I’m good at, Inej.❞ He’d cheated death more times than he could perceptibly count, but that was how you won a game that was rigged against you from the start, wasn’t it?
   ❝But if you don’t at least haunt me, I’ll be sorely disappointed,❞ Kaz continued, a long, exaggerated sigh carrying the words from his mouth.
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whatdourelfeyessee · 11 months
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JASON SUDEIKIS WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK ABOUT THE EMOTIOMS YOU ARE MAKNG ME EMOTE
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went from writing yan!gojo to working on sappy!sugu i feel sick in the head
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sword-day · 1 year
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DAREDEVIL 01x04 In the Blood
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its-monster-mash · 1 year
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Everybody wish me luck on the Apartment plan because if we get it my cousin and I are going to turn the spare bedroom into a room to do physical art, and I have the best Idea for a GIANT painting.
I want to paint Bo and Vincent as Icarus (one of those paintings where you can flip it upside down and it will be right side up of the other character); they’ll each have one wing.
I want to layer wax on the canvas to sculpt the wings three dimensionally.
It will be the greatest physical art undertaking I’ve ever done, and I’m so excited to try that it feels like my rib cage is vibrating lol
(When I do a digital sketch of the painting concept I will post it here)
RIP me if we get that apartment because I am 100% going to get too much into mixed media paint and wax art when I actually have space to experiment. I used to drip red wax like “blood” over certain art pieces, but I haven’t created physical art in so long. My child is starting school next year so I will have 8 hours a day to work on my various arts and I am going to SPIRAL. I can’t wait. Præy Villain Era. I want to order a hoodie with pictures of that painting printed on the sleeves. Maybe brambles embroidered around the wrists to represent Bo’s scars. OOH I COULD DO THAT ON THE ACTUAL PAINTING SCULPTED IN WAX. Ahhhhhh I am excited.
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orcelito · 10 months
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It's been a month and a half and I'm still not even over Cassy yet, idk how I'm supposed to live with my uncle being dead too
#speculation nation#negative/#i have been. yeah. but it barely feels like living.#acting as a marionette as people expect me to. revving my mental engines like 'yes i am absolutely going to work on a creative project#just watch me go i am Going to work on a creative project'#but then i try and it's just lacking in soul because it almost feels like i dont have one right now.#because my uncle is dead and my life is normal and i dont even have a loud grey baby to yell at me until i feed him#because theyre dead. theyre both fucking dead.#sometimes i wish it was possible to pick and choose who fate goes for next. there are people in my life that i just would not mind dying.#people who only bring difficulty to me. why cant They have died instead?#but no. it's my precious little loverboy and my fun loving & kind uncle#i hugged him goodbye and told him i love him and the next day he was dead. just like that. and i was in fucking colorado.#im at the end of my fucking rope y'all and i need to clean my apartment and set up a psychiatry appointment and call my landlord#and through it all i have to work and work and work and work#and im trying to bring some semblance of normalcy to myself by pointing myself at creative projects#but i cant commit to one bc im feeling it im feeling it im feeling it and then im not#click click click click goes the revolver of ideas on and on and on and it wont settle i think it settles and then it's moving on#and i pretend it's okay i smile i pretend it's okay i laugh i pretend it's okay but im living with a permanent crack in my brain#on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on (and on)#at least i have video games. im probably just going to play more fire emblem when i get home.#sorry for getting a bit to venting in here but im still sitting in the bathroom after clocking out 45 minutes ago#and i feel like my entire sense of being is being squeezed by the giant hand of god. oh how cruel.#animal death ment/#no im not over cassy dying yet. he wasnt even 2 years old yet. he was way too fucking young to die so suddenly.#my uncle was too young too. my dad is 2 years older than him & he's in general good health still#but cancer doesnt descriminate. it would take us all if it could.
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crazywolf828 · 1 year
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Hopefully this doesn’t come off as offensive since I don’t want to seem offensive, in the slightest. I’m just bad at wording.
I saw the ask about why you write mostly smut, and how aro and ace people might feel excluded.
And I wanted to say, that as someone who is ace and on the aro spectrum, I really enjoy reading your smut fics. I’ve actually read most of if not all of them. I might not completely understand the desire, but I really admire how you almost always make it incredibly soft and emotionally charged. Which makes it very fluffy and sometimes seems a bit like a crack fic. So while it might be smut, it really does have something for everyone. Or at least in my case. I look forward to whatever you write next. And don’t forget to hydrate. (Sorry it’s so long, I’m bad at words)
Dw I don't see it as rude or offensive, it's actually really nice to know that you enjoy my fics! I do try and make sure there's feelings there, I feel like it just adds to it y'know? So I'm glad you think I'm doing alright in that department! Genuinely though it's very cool to know that you like it (dw I'm bad at words too😅)
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