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destinedtobeloved · 2 years
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*everyone at Ethan’s funeral crying*
Ilsa: I can’t believe he’s really gone.
*Ethan walks through the door*
Luther: Ethan??
Ethan: hey guys, what did I miss?
Benji: your supposed to be dead??
Ethan: I know. Cool right?
Ilsa: im gonna kill you.
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taniavttv · 1 year
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OMG Thank you everyone for 102 Followers 🤗🥰💖🌸
Thank you guys for 102 Followers. I'm grateful that you guys love my writing and I never expected to get 100 followers.Im just so grateful and happy 😊🥰💖🌸. I'll continue to write for you guys even though I may be inactive due to school. But overall Thank you everyone For 102 Followers. Thanks to @guerrerajaguar for being my 1st Follower and @ploetz-kkdesiree for being my 102 Follower. Also Thanks to all the writers who inspired me to write. Who should I write for next? Since we got to 100 followers I'll write for My Hero Academia male characters. Request are Open Thanks🥹😊🥰💖🌸 Thanks for 102 Followers everyone 🥹🥰💖🌸 Muchas Gracias 😊🥹🥰💖🌸
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thebarefootcajun · 1 year
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Ricardo’s Dolphin Experience on the Gulf of Mexico
Lying on the bed with my head propped up on pillows I look through the veiled translucent shade
Sun beaming down on concrete bubbling with steamy vapor
Not a leaf moving in the sparse tree line opposite my room
Cars and trucks go by, it’s Texas just outside a major metropolitan area
A clean new modern hotel with a good air conditioning system that works
Only April 1, but I shudder to think what life without A/C might feel like in this vast arid land
Texas is big and boasts of a lot of things
Its heat during the summer is not for the faint of heart
I know, being a South Louisiana Cajun, about heat and humidity
Summers can be sweltering, at times we gasp for breath, convulsing for lack of breathing air
Brought to mind this story I heard recently about a Texan
This Texan’s name was Ricardo, not of Mexican descent, but his mom had a crush on the legendary actor, Ricky Ricardo; hence Ricardo was destined to be his name
An offshore worker usually working days on and days off in the Gulf of Mexico
Not married, with no family to speak of, he liked his job
Some said Ricardo was married to his job
People offshore were his family
The rig provided housing, good money and good food, steak, one of Ricardo’s favorites
He was a happy man; however, he detested the heat, it was the bane of his existence
Heat made Ricardo crazy, paralyzed him
His boss, a guy from a border town between Mexico and Texas told him he had to get a handle on his heat anger
It seemed to get worse as he aged, and with climate change where the world is a much hotter place
Ricardo just kept moving toward the edge of a hot, burning explosion more dangerous than a fire on an oil rig
Ricardo’s boss offered to get him professional help, you know like therapy for his mismanaged emotions with heat
That’s when Ricardo really got shaken up
“The boss thinks I’m crazy,” he thought to himself
Ricardo started eating crushed ice
He thought if he kept his digestive tract cool he might survive the heat
Poor Ricardo ingested ice all day long
A glass of ice was always at the ready
So much that he was wearing out the ice machine and his fellow workers usually ended up with no ice because Ricardo was hoarding it in every unused ice chest on board the rig
On a a hot summer night, the humidity and temperatures got so bad that Ricardo spun out of control
With this burst of panic he jumped overboard into the Gulf of Mexico
It was about 1:30 AM in the morning when the night guard on the rig herd a splash
He saw the splash at a corner of the rig
Manuel, the night guard, moved towards the noise and the splashing water
There were bubbles coming from the surface of the water
Manuel couldn’t make out what had happened so he rang the alarm bell on the boat suggesting, ‘man overboard’
Unable to find Ricardo, the men on the rig starting shouting Ricardo’s name
There was no answer and the splashing, bubbles and water movement stopped
A couple of the men suited up quickly with life jackets and jumped in
After several hours in the dark and no sign of Ricardo the search was called off until morning
The crew called in the help of the Coast Guard while they kept watch til help arrived
The men started a prayer vigil with the rig’s chaplain, they vowed to pray until Ricardo was found, dead or alive
Men on this rig all loved Ricardo
They knew his battle with heat and made accommodations for him when and wherever they could
After several hours and the light of day, The Coast Guard appeared spreading out in concentric circles
The mood on the rig was somber
Ricardo was well-loved, respected, and prayed for that he would be found alive and be able to conquer his fear of the heat
Guys on a rig are a close knit family
On day three since Ricardo had jumped into the gulf after a seventy two hour vigil he had still not been found
But true to the Texas spirit these guys didn’t give up hope
And then on the fourth day one of the Ricardo watchers saw what looked like a man riding on a dolphin
And sure ‘nuf it was Ricardo on the back of this beautiful dolphin
The dolphin befriended Ricardo after he saw him floating on his back just at daybreak on the early morning that he jumped rig
What a sight and sounds of joy abounded as Ricardo and that big dolphin nuzzled up against the rig
Ricardo looked pretty good all things considering
He told the men that he had been saved by Angel, a dolphin sent by God
And the angel had taught Ricardo how to manage in the heat by taking a dip in the gulf
The Lord, through that dolphin, had saved Ricardo
He had taught Ricardo to face his demon through acceptance and therapy with heat management through dips in the water of the gulf
After Ricardo’s miracle he never suffered from the anxiety of heat again
See, with God’s help, through an angel dolphin Ricardo was saved
Need a miracle, hopeless with no help in sight, don’t jump off a rig into a gulf, face your fears through trusting in God
Hope is on the way
A story written as the Barefoot 🦶 Cajun pensively gazed out a window onto the Texas Prairie
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tumbler-polls · 4 months
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If you wish, tag your MBTI/enneagram type!
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liesandnights · 2 years
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Isn't it wonderful how you're always finding new songs and new books and new shows and new hobbies and new places and new people to fall in love with? There will always be things to love, as long as you stick around to find them.
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kheni-universe · 20 days
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Loud thuds of your boots as yOu walk down the hallway of the school, heading down to the principal's office.
Opening the large door with a loud squeak. The white haired man and a boy with pink-ish hair comes into view along with the cursed puppets made by the Older man sitting in front of them.
"You're late L/N. " Yaga stated as he patted the cursed puppets head.
"Had to deal with some bastards along the way." You replied as you glanced at the younger boy who is staring right at you.
"It's rude to stare, you know" you glared back.
"Oh I'm sorry-" he stopped, a strong aura changed the atmosphere as a mouth and eyes appeared on his face.
Your face quirking into a frown and your guard rising up along with the two men.
"Oi Yuuji... " the snow haired man muttered beside you.
Slapping his hand on his face, an attempt to make the curse's face dissapear on his.
"Oi, whats wrong with you" he stated on the face on his.
"You,woman."
The 3 men casted their glances at the woman who seems shock as well.
"You seem to know me, Ryomen Sukuna" you stated a smirk forming on you face.
"You... Are oddly familiar... " he stated, his voice rough.
You glanced at Gojo, he nodded in response.
With a snap of his finger, Yuuji fainted, Gojo catching him on his arms.
"What the hell was that about?" Yaga asked irritation and anger lingered in his voice.
You stayed quiet, lots of questions clooding your mind "What the hell does he mean by familiar? "
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happyladyblue · 1 month
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No escribirte me duele, pero me duele más tu indiferencia.
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annakayy · 2 months
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Been revising this novella lately and I’m actually quite surprised at how far my writing has come within the past six months. I started The Hinterlands to stay dedicated to writing during the year, to make sure I couldn’t make up any excuses as to why I couldn’t write, and it’s helped immensely with productivity and, evidently, improvement. It makes me wonder where I’ll be in five years or so, what will have changed. I’m curious as to what I’ll think of my writing now. Will I cringe? Will I admire it? Will I be completely indifferent? Will I be using any of the characters that I’m focusing on now, later on? How will their fates have changed? What kind of themes, what new stories will I have written?
Things like that are the kind of things I look forward to knowing. The future is promising!
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irfanullashariff · 2 months
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If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
- Emily Dickinson
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coochieholder · 1 month
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200 hotties following me at the momment <3333
Anyone wanna be mutuals? X
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year
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How do you ask forgiveness to your child self for turning into the adult you are now?
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destinedtobeloved · 2 years
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This is the time where you get to pick a draft for me to finish!! I will say that “oh maverick” the the first one, and “dad” are almost done but I can work on any of the other ones if you guys would be interested!
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fandomstars · 8 months
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Amazing stuff you write out there. I like how your hc-s are not too long neither too short, your blog definitely deserves more attention ^_^ If you have time and not too much requests on your head could you write headcanons of tbb and their texting styles with their s/o? Like who would be the very formal one and who would write quite lenghty messages lmao. Anyways wish u a great day 😻
Aw thanks! Honestly I’m surprised since I feel like I write too short (especially on crazy stuff everyone requests haha), but I’m glad your enjoying my work!
Hm texting styles…sure why not?
Bad Batch x SO Texting
Hunter:
Definitely would be 50/50 on text length. Like most of the time he’ll be short and sweet, but there are moments he can’t help but go full length.
He doesn’t really do memes, but he occasionally sends a quick gif if he can’t text something quick enough.
Emojis he’ll send his SO: 😁😃😄🥹😂😇☺️🥰😍😘😚😜😎🤩😏🫣🤗😑😲🫶👍🫂💐⭐️🍯💌💘🖤❤️❤️‍🔥🤠
Crosshair:
He’s definitely one to go for short texts. It’s rare he will go on and on in length.
He’ll do memes and gifs a lot, but mainly memes just to spite his brothers / make you laugh. Don’t think if you send any he’ll laugh…you’ll never know.
Emojis he’ll send his SO: 🙃😘😗😙😚😜😎😏😤😳🫥😶🤫😐😑🙄🥱😈👿👻👍👋🫵👀👥🦅🦇🐦‍⬛🐍🪽🪶🐈‍⬛🌲🌹✨🔥❤️‍🔥🖤😉🤨
Echo:
He loves to do lengthy texts. He’s a romantic, and while it takes much longer due to cybernetics, he’d rather speak his mind than just something simple. Only time he does simple is if he’s in a rush/on a mission.
He’s secretly the king of memes and gifs. He did such more with his Domino squad, but while his memory is shaky at times, he has said skills ingrained in him. Crosshair doesn’t believe it.
Emojis he’d send to his SO: 😃😄😆😂😅🥹😇☺️😊😉😍🥰😘😋😝😎🤩🥳🥸😏🥺😳😱🤗🫡🫣🤔🤫😐😧🤐😈🤖👾🫶👍🤝✌️👌🖐️👋🦿🫂🤷🪖🦇🦜🍀🌸🌙🌟☀️🫧🧁📚🩷💖💙🦾
Wrecker:
He loves to text you! He’s more short text, but he might do a lengthy text if he ever feels like it. Mainly after a tough mission/day.
He loves to sent memes and gifs, like he’ll flood your message board with them.
Emojis he’ll send to his SO: 😃😄😁😆🥹😅😂🤣😇☺️🥰😘😍😉😋😛🤪😜😝🥸😎😏😳😱🤗🫡🤭🫣🤫🫨😧👻😸😹🫶👏👍👊💪🫵🫂🐱🦍🌷⭐️💥🔥☀️🫧🥞🧇🍖🧁🍬🏋️‍♂️🎉💛💘💞❤️‍🔥👋
Tech:
He will try to text you as much as he can when separated. While he’d rather type out in length to you, he’ll most likely do short due to being busy.
He’s also secretly a genius at memes and gifs. His brothers have been texted one every now and then, but they don’t know the mass amount he’s sent you that make you roll on the floor laughing every time.
Emojis he’ll send to his SO: 😄🙂😇☺️😉😘😗🧐😏🫡🫢🫣🤔🤫😶🫥😧😯👍🫶👏🖐️👋👥🧑‍💻👓🐞🐱🐋🐘☘️🌺✨🪐☀️🌊🍨☕️🚀📱📚💜🤍💝💘🛠️
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abitbrokenpoetry · 9 months
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I learned more from you.. in the words you never spoke.. than the words you did.. i learned how to become invisible.. not seen, not heard, to blend into walls.. Like camouflage, to hide beneath covers.. I learned sadness is a hereditary disease.. I learned indifference cuts deepest of all.. I learned anger is the monster that lives in the closet.. it can control, and transform, and completely destroy.. I learned people never change if they see nothing wrong.. I learned indifference is deeper then hate. i learned the very first relationships we ever create in life.. are the deepest and most complicated ones.. so I walked away.
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mysoulsecrets-blog · 9 months
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A MAN OF HONOR AND PRIDE.
Good men have empathy, they take no pleasure in the struggles and failures of another, they care for others and are genuinely concerned for people whom they hold close to their hearts, they're kind and emotionally available, their good character is the backbone of a magnetic personality which attracts people, but some people are so self-obsorbed that they only care about their selves, but kindness is the key quality of a good man and they're willing to put your needs before theirs, and that makes them a keeper.
This is a tribute to my dearest friend.
He keeps his promises, he doesn't tell lies, nor does he get involved in any type of gossip or drama and that makes him a "A MAN OF INTEGRITY"
Happy birthday professor ♥️
@poetrybyonur
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liesandnights · 9 months
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Hearing “I love you” from someone who doesn’t say it often is so heart wrenching in the most beautiful way possible. To know that they are saying it to you not because it’s a habit but because every fiber of their being means it, is so so so comforting.
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