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phoebepheebsphibs · 1 month
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Well dang
I'm writing out how the boys would react to the fear fungus
And I fricken made myself cry at 12:03 AM because of Mikey's fear. God. Dangit.
I may be queen of angst, but I'm also queen of reversing the angst into therapy.
(I also wrote Leo's fear and it also made me mushy inside and want to curl up and cry)
RAPH IS GONNA BE TOUGH FOR ME, WHAT IS HE MOST AFRAID OF? BIG BABY BOI IS AFRAID OF EVERYTHING!!
@boots-with-the-fur-club @daboyau
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soulinkpoetry · 5 months
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All the things you can’t speak of, you have to lay them down somewhere. Best to lay them down on paper before they get too heavy.
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When one of your favorite TOH fan artists opens commissions, you bet your ass I am going to go for something! Here's a scene from Chapter 17 of Sweet Child O' Mine, where Hunter and Willow are looking at the baby registry while pretending they are unbothered by the way Odalia's tabloid is trashing them to her audience.
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Note the mugs. Hunter's has "This is Fine" in flames, and Willow's has an image of Aggretsuko with the wording "Resting Rage Face" around the mug.
So freaking cute I want to scream!
Thanks so so much to @turquoisespace35 for your awesome work! You literally made my week!
If commissions are still open you should check them out! <3
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blackbat05 · 1 month
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Cozy Valentine
Joaquin Torres x Reader
Plot: Valentine's Day doesn't have to be over the top. Sometimes, all you need is simply good company and great food.
Genre: PG-13, Fluff
A/N: A little slow but Happy Valentine's Day (regardless of relationship status!) because everyone deserves that extra love!❤️ Thanks for always showing my stories love and I apologize that I haven't been that active.
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Trope: Deep Friendship. I couldn’t choose one from that section because I think it’ll be great if readers interpret it their own way! Thanks @the-slumberparty for the opportunity again!
❤️💜🩷🩵💛💚
"Thank you!" The last library patron calls out and you wave back gratefully.
You shelve back the remaining books and made a sweep around the premises to make sure that there was nothing left behind before calling it a day.
The lights are switched off and you step out into the open, the statue lighting up the path to the bus stop. The last group of students huddle under the shelter and you can't help but to notice a few couples cozing up with each other as the rain slowed down into a drizzle, giving a cool breeze to the evening.
You can't wait to get back home, get into your jammies and watch Princess and the Frog with Barbecue chips. Someone should have warned you that holding a part-time job and job hunting was much harder than it sounds.
"There you are!"
You see Joaquin inside his jeep that is parked at the bus stop. His greeting has clearly attracted attention as students unbashedly stare at you. Joaquin seems the least bothered as he chuckles watching you make a run for the jeep.
"Drive! You can't stop here or else you'll get honked by the bus!" You scolded playfully as the jeep takes off.
"Hello to you, Miss Bossy," Joaquin laughs. "Hungry?"
Before you can respond, a loud growl emits from your stomach and you go positively tomato. "Don't say a word." You threaten as Joaquin raises a hand in surrender.
"Your choice mi lady."
"Ramen."
Joaquin drives you to a row of shophouses near the university library you work at. The smell of meat and broth wafting through the shop as the staff guides you to your table almost had you drooling for miles. The service was first class as the bowl of noodles came out just minutes later after your orders.
It had been a tough couple of months for you, but being with Joaquin somehow made your stress magically disappear. You didn't have to put a mask, or be mindful of your mannerisms. You could be… you. Suppers with Joaquin became a regular schedule and the situation you had to deal with became less scary.
The laughter went deep into the night and Joaquin drives you back, Ed Sheeran playing gently on the radio. The jeep rolls to a stop as you reach your apartment.
"Wait." He stops you from leaving the jeep and stretches his arm to the back to retrieve a white paper bag. "This is for you. Enjoy your movie."
You look into the paper bag and see a blueberry cake neatly presented in a box along with a rose.
"Thank you," you lean forward to give him a hug. "Thank you." You feel stupid for repeating your thanks but that was exactly how you were feeling. Joaquin made today a little less lonely. He made your fight a little less lonely. You will yourself not to cry and Joaquin smiles at you sadly.
He makes sure you've safely reached your apartment before leaving. Everyone is away on their trips and you have the whole apartment to yourself. Maybe you'll use the big screen TV instead of watching the film from your phone. You wash up and prep the movie. You put the bag of chips that you laid out earlier before leaving for work back into the basket and plate the blueberry cake.
You're all set in your baggy shirt, the movie starts as Tiana works towards her dreams, the cake tastes particularly sweet today and now that you've noticed… the rose seems brighter in the dark.
You don't know why, but it comforts you.
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When it dawned upon me, that my heart indeed was in your palms, was the moment when the withering and blooming of my roses brought your name to my lips...........whether dawn or dusk your warmth was what I carried in my arms......................
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everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
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zemkzone · 3 months
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I am supposed to be on vacation, not studying the physics of glaciers and icy lakes and snowstorms as they relate to how meta!Len's powers would work. But hoooboy am I getting IDEAS.
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porcelainrosewriting · 11 months
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You bruised
The parts of me
No one else
Would ever see
You battered my psyche
Turned my heart
Black and blue
All I ever did
Was be good to you
-PorcelainRoseWriting
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starlighttseaa · 6 months
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Did you get what you wished for? Did you find your piece? Your happiness? Your fulfillment? Did you find what you were looking for? Did you find it all?
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livinglepus · 8 days
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Priests In Power Will Devour …
…those who live by the sword shall die by the sword; naturally, that includes the cross.
matthew 10:34-38 (NIV) … nobody is safe.
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rotten and forgotten
my flesh turned gray.
take me rape me
in the same bed in pray.
crown of thorn to adorn
a pastor’s pay.
branding sin to the skin
you starve to flay.
defiled as a child
and led astray.
barter with the martyr
you’ll soon betray.
-I.C.L 🛌
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azaripoetry · 3 months
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fields of other sorts
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recapturingsky · 1 year
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phoebepheebsphibs · 1 month
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Overanalyzing Mikey's fear
This post will be a bit vague, since most of Mikey's fears are connected to an unrevealed piece of lore... but I'll try to explain it as best I can
Living on the streets, Mikey obviously had to turn to unscrupulous means to survive. You may notice that when I refer to Leo, I call him a "petty thief". But I don't refer to Mikey as such, I call him a "con artist". Why the difference? Because Mikey has morals in him. Misguided and backwards, but they are there. Leo's driving moral is survival, so he has no problem taking whatever he wants. Mikey's conscience won't allow him to do that, so rather than steal outright, he tricks people to give him their belongings. His argument? "If they're dumb enough to fall for it, then I earned it and they deserve to lose it!" So, to reiterate, Mikey has morals but they are strained due to his life on the streets.
Mikey wants to be a good person, if only for his family's sake. He wants to set a good example of what a family should be, and what better example than himself? Like the song says, "If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and then make that change!" So, Mikey desperately attempts to be as perfect as he can. But, perfection is difficult to attain, and it brings a heavy weight on one's shoulders. Even so, Mikey has been carrying that weight since his early childhood...
Leo and Mikey have always been together, ever since Leo found his little brother in the alley. But their experiences in families has been vastly different (as we'll see in the next fear fungus update). Mikey was always the golden child, Leo the troublemaker. Mikey found that being the good kid was more favourable in order to get a family, so that was a big motivator to be perfect as well. It was never enough, though...
NOW ONTO THE LORE. In the comic, Mikey mentions "the teapot", and Donnie refers to it as "the emotionally traumatizing lore drop". I don't want to divulge too much, but I will say that Mikey stole something he never should have, felt badly about it, and when he tried to make amends, things went terribly wrong. Immediately afterwards, he was kidnapped by Draxum. But specifically, let's focus on Mikey's attempt to redeem his mistake. It failed catastrophically, which he did not expect. He truly believed that his coming clean about his misdeed would make it better, but instead it made it worse. The person he wronged? They blew up at him. They were enraged, furious! And he didn't expect that, because he was starting to think of this person as family. And Mikey had always believed that when a person apologizes, you forgive them! But his forgiveness was withheld, and Mikey was crushed by this fact. And so, he ran away... and unknowingly ran straight into the clutches of his creator...
OKAY NOW HERE'S THE BIG ONE. Sadly... I can't tell you the reasoning behind this. But let's look into the psychological aspect of it, shall we? Both Mikey and Donnie view Draxum as a monster, the most evil person they have ever known. Why? Because they both went through the same traumatic experience with him together! I think it is very interesting that while Donnie was afraid he would never live up to his father's standards, Mikey was terrified that he had surpassed them. The most evil, cruel, monstrous person Mikey had ever known told HIM that HE was "wretched, awful, evil, he told me I was a BAD PERSON". Whatever it was that Mikey did... he feels that it is unredeemable, unforgivable, even worse than the "teapot incident".
But to bring this back to a wholesome note -- because if we don't then Dr. Feelings will have my head -- Donnie helped Mikey understand that what he did was not unredeemable. He is not unforgivable. And from Donnie's perspective, Mikey is his hero, simply because he rescued him from a bad situation. More than once... but that's a story for another lore drop!
@boots-with-the-fur-club @daboyau
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soulinkpoetry · 2 months
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You must lay down those persistent thoughts and feelings on a piece of paper before they drive you mad. Don’t let them take space in your head for too long.
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villainey · 3 months
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With time I’ve come to realise that I don’t think I’ve ever not wanted children, my one want has only been to not turn out like my mother.
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childlikegoblinqueen · 8 months
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Thank you!
Just a moment of thanks! Whenever I get a message or comment or ask etc. (or fanart?!?) and someone mentions that they are enjoying Sweet Child on an entertainment or emotional level it is my daily dose of serotonin!
Writing this fic has literally helped me through THE WORST time of my life up to now and I was really reluctant to publish it because of how personal it is.
I fell hard into the TOH fandom as things began to escalate for me, so
Writing Sweet Child has been a way to spend more time in that world while dealing with some very personal demons.
Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts!
💕💕💕💕
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Steaming nostalgia, monochrome
Memories, midnight caged in
Bygone cache, stillness is the
Lullaby sung by the endless
Tenebrosity......................
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everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
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