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221023 HELLO

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reblog if u think its shitty to bite someones ankles
trying to prove a point to my cat
Well, spinsters and foes, you’ve floored me again! A little while ago, I hit 1.5K followers! To say I’m grateful is an understatement. Thank you all so much for your love and support this past year.
To celebrate this milestone, I decided to put together a masterlist of all my favourite fics. I’ll add on to this list as I find more gems. If you have any recs, please comment on/reblog this and link me to your favs!
TFOTA:
@slightlyrebelliouswriter23 (me)
To Dance With Danger- Probably my fav piece I’ve ever written. (Jurdan Whump 3 Shot, T)
Fine Line- This is a bit edgier than anything I’ve done before. (Jurdan Quarantine AU, E)
We’re All Mad Here- My first Jurdan multi-part! It’s my baby. (Jurdan College AU, M)
@clockworkgraystairs
Everything I Didn’t Ask For- I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS! Holy hell, it’s HOT. (Jurdan Fight Club AU, M/E)
Here For You- Pining Cardan? Sick fic? College AU? This fic has it all and it’s so toothrottingly sweet! (Jurdan College AU, T)
Keep It Down- THEY ARE SECRET LOVERS, YOUR HONOR! A scorcher. (Hogwarts AU, M)
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.
She ain’t no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
I’m not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, 🙅🏽🙅🏾🙅🏿 Negative.
Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.
who the fuck is Madame Zeroni
Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is
Man lissen if you don’t know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button
Idk who she is but I have an exam today so I’ll reblog her
idk who she is but i have an exam today so i’ll reblog her
^Haiku^bot^0.4. Sometimes I do stupid things (but I have improved with syllables!). Beep-boop!
Because wise, I am.
Oh fucks no she’s back lmao must reblog. I’m sorry guys
2 million people aren’t wrong

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Today, I just want everyone to be a little grateful that we have archiveofourown.org in our lives.
I stan ONE Karen
“stereotype white women earned by RAISING monsters, VOTING FOR monsters, and BEHAVING LIKE monsters.”
Crush
I stare at you from afar, with only brief glances at you to dream about. The thought of someone like you loving causes my heart to ache and break. For how could I love anyone else, when I do not even love myself. When I cannot accept myself for who I am. The tears that fall before bed, soothe myself into dreaming of someone like you that would hold me and wipe my pain away. Someone warm to hug me from behind and comfort me with cliché words of love. My mind is shattering into pieces, with how I long for someone like you to put me back together. To help me to want to live again and enjoy the beauties of life. I want to run through a field of yellow flowers with you, carefree and with the nativity of a child. But what does your voice sound like? What does your laughter sound like? Am I really in love with someone who I’ve only gazed at, or am I in love with the idea that someone like you would take care of me? I want to take care of you and bake you cookies. I want to wake up in the morning with thoughts of a smile as bright as the rising sun on a spring day. A spring day in which the breeze is cool and the birds sing songs of love and life as they fly over the soft wet grass. I want to love someone, but am no more than an automated shell, who cannot take this world anymore. Of course I feel attracted to you, for I’ve only seen versions of you on the internet. Anger directed to myself rips through me for having a pitiful crush on someone who barely knows my first name, because I also barely know your first name. I stay up too late trembling with the feelings of deliria. I feel so empty and lost right now and need the comfort of another human being. The thoughts of comfort both make me sick and cry out in pain for I cannot define love. Love is too abstract of a concept for me to comprehend. The time to close my eyes is coming, and I’ll walk into class tomorrow and stare out you with feelings of disgust when I remember how the thought of you provides me comfort that causes me to long for you even more. My soul is cursed because of my crush on you. We may never speak a word to each other, because I believe in telekinesis. Maybe I have been consuming too much romance material. I hate that I feel like this. My feelings feel like they are about to erupt out of my guts and pour out with even more hatred for myself. I laugh and scoff at love because I know it does not exist, but you are proof that my soul may feel something other than pain. Please just talk to me. I beg of you. For I cannot bear my existence to have the confidence to say even a word to you. I feel like a creep with these thoughts of longing for you, but remind myself it's because I have not come to terms with my sexuality and have not had a human being care for my feelings. I have spent too long pitying myself, just as a mother babies their toddler. The small bits of sanity left are trying to grasp anything and have turned you into an obsession, because my sanity realizes that my symptoms of longing for another human is the last piece of what makes me human and one of my last motivators to keep me living. If I do not get a taste of what love is, or even a small nibble, my existence from this world will disappear like ashes in the wind. Forgotten and carried away by a breeze
Goodbye My love,
( A response to Eiji's letter in Ash's final moments.)
Goodbye My Love,
I was strong enough to make it this far. It's ok to let go, especially when your heart weighs heavy in your chest. For eve our many dreams would not have saved us, since this is just not our time. We can try again in the next life, if there is one to come.
For my guardian angel has prepared a set of wings for me to fly overhead of you, for me to fly off into the distance with.
My dear, I have tried my best to protect you, but it was still not enough. The barriers and terrors life threw upon us keep us apart, that no being could have helped us climb over.
I lived a life of darkness and despair, but you brought a light. A light so bright. I ask of you, please love, to live for yourself even when I may not be by your side.
The struggles and darkness consumed me until there was no one worth living for except for you.
People come and go, but you stuck by me, my sweet and beautiful love.
I ask of you, live, live a beautifully life, live the beautiful life we could not enjoy together.
For, you showed me the wings that could soar above all else. And perhaps we both can fly above all other in a different place. Next time we'll conquer the world.
This feeling of brokenness is too much to bare, but pain explodes through my chest as my heart breaks for you.
I wish I could fly this time with you, but a different path is calling.
Sayonara Eiji
the only thing i win at ;)

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is being into coffee an older sibling thing bc everyone i know who loves coffee is the oldest child
like every oldest child ik loves coffee, the middle child hates it/prefers tea, and the youngest will drink it but only if its super sweet n has a ton of milk
rb w/ if ur oldest, middle, or youngest child and how u feel about coffee
I lie in the darkness, the cold cement cools the sweat on my back, as I lay in the blood of my lover. They are much better this way. Cold, quiet, and manipulative to the emotion I pursue. I stare up into their dead eyes. The whites hauntingly stare back at me as if they dare me to cower away. But I relish in their new stare. Their new daring stare. This is love I tell myself. The answer staring back at me. The answer that has been there all along.
She thicc
Thoughtful Honest Interesting Caring Compassionate

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I lie awake in these meek hours of the night with only the shadows to comfort me. They wither to and fro gasping for a breath. But what comfort can i provide them while I too am drowning in this darkness. These delirious thoughts of the past intrude my mind, those awful nasty, beautiful memories penetrate my mind.
Memories of a beautiful time and of laughter betray my feelings of gloom. The horrifying part is, I allow these feelings to take over. I am the fuel to the wild fire of thoughts and painful memories. Even the shadows will not douse the fires for they can't help me now, as I have become one of them.
As the petrifaction of what could have been takes over, Let me tell you dear reader of a story from not long ago. One of tragedy and beauty all the same.
Gotta make room for new mistakes in 2021!