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hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

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the census arrived, there was a spot where we could write a message for people to read in a hundred years. I said I didn't know what to write, and it's true, I didn't. but as I watched that empty space fill up a sense of dread settled in my stomach. how could I have let this opportunity go by, how could I give up this chance for the world to know I lived. for the dreamers in the future to know that dreamers existed now too.

I wish I could have found the words to say "leave some space for me". instead they caught in my throat. instead the blank sheet was filled by someone else's hand.

I wish I could tell those people of the future how much I love them. how much hope I have for them. how they're not alone because even if I'm dead I'm still loving them. mabey if they read those words they'd love me too, mabey they'd remember me.

I guess here is my next best option. everywhere else is too personal, too connected to me. I guess in my head it's more permanent too, but that doesn't really make a lot of sense. this account could be wiped just as easily as the rest of them. I just want something permanent, that I know for certain will see the future. but I lost my only chance at that.

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I AM SO FUCKING STUPID,,, LISTEN TO THIS SHIT. SO IM SURE YOU'VE HEARD OF 'DONT LOOK UP' RIGHT? SINCE IT CAME OUT I'VE BEEN UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT ITS ABOUT A TOPIC THAT IS A MAJOR SOURCE OF ANXIETY FOR ME, SO MUCH SO THAT IVE BEEN HAVING PANIC ATTACKS EVERYTINE I EVEN SEE THE NAME. ONLY TO FIND OUT ITS ABOUT A STUPID FUCKING METEOR COURTESY OF A HANK GREEN VIDEO. I'VE BEEN PANICKING SO MUCH EVER SINCE IT CAME OUT AND I'M SO ANNOYED JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I'VE LITERALLY BEEN SPRIALING OVER FUCKING NOTHING??? BROOOO WHAT

7/1/21

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a body count not as in homicide nor as in sexuality but as in the trail of people from my childhood and adolescence i should’ve been a better friend to and taken better care of but i was too busy being caught up in my own heartache to recognize their own and therefore our relationship tapered off in an extremely unsatisfying way that continuously manifests itself as a thrumming sense of grief in my chest. anyway which restaurant chains have the best free pre-meal bread?

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as I get older I find myself struggling to grasp the concept of a best friend. when I was little it was a singluar person, the person you dedicated all your time to. my best friend was The One. it was a sacred title, handed out with care and reverence. but now it's different, I find that I have many people in my life I would consider a best friend. does this irrevence about who gets the name dilute it? is it equal to disrespecting a once great religion? the expansion of what it means to be a best friend leaves me thinking. what do I fill the gap with? what takes the place of the once sacred spot? is it just something that stays blank? do we leave it, covered in pink glitter glue and unicorns like a shrine dedicated to childhood? is it's loss one of those things we have to give up to get older? is it just another childhood magic we abandon? is it even a bad thing to lose, is it important as we grow older to not give one person all our love? I guess I'm worried that it means I can't feel things like I used to.

9/12/21

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there are pigeons on the road. you know I'll brake for them again tomorrow.

30/8/21

#poetry #pigeons #driving #i dont really know if this counts as poetry

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I've somehow turned into a mother figure for my friend, I fucking hate it, she's literally older then me I don't want to deal with this. I mean there's so much fucking responsibility and she comes to me for advice and I told her I don't know what I'm doing but shes not really listening. 19/05/21

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what if prince rasmus is a grisha?? what if the reason he's sick is because he's repressing his powers, the way alina did in Shadow and Bone. this is just a theory but it makes sense kind of?? it would contribute to his sickness but would also explain why his parents are so afraid of him being in public, not just people discovering how sick he is but realising why. the sickness doesn't present the way alina's did but mabey that's because he's not the same kind of grisha as alina. I'm about half way through the book now but I feel like there might be some foreshadowing here. 28/4/21

edit: welp

#shadow and bone #king of scars #theory #rule of wolves #prince rasmus #alina starkov

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the bad days haven't stopped yet. I want to slice myself open. 29/3/2021

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past two days have been bad days. I'm allowed to have bad days, but I'm glad to be going home. 20/2/21

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I'm reading a fic right now about best jeanist and fat gum, which is not a pairing I ever thought I'd like but regardless. Best jeanist is like kind of uptight and really worried about intruding on fatgum and gets upset at the slightest bad wording and I found it really annoying and stupid before I realised that I don't like it because he's being everything I hated about myself and tried to change and he reminds me of when I was spineless and weak ahahahaha isn't that so funny. 19/12/2020

#mha

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I just finished season 2 of great pretender and it's so good. the ending was amazing and the characters are so well written and I love them all so much and Laurent breaks my heart. and it's so painful but so good I'm not ready to let it go and i don't want to spoil on the off chance anyone sees this but holy shit the ending gave me whiplash. and that scene where edamura goes a little psycho is so hot and he's just so amazing and I really think everyone should watch this. I'm sad cause idk anyone irl that has seen it and I'm never gonna stop thinking about it. 3/12/2020

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Sailor!Dabi(BNHA)- Heart of the Ocean

A/N: this is an idea I’ve had for months and finally started working on a while back^^

Description: You had met many sailors in your life growing up by the sea, but there was only one like him.

Warning: Dabi is Touya, drunk sailors being assholes, plot with some sort of porn (public sex, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, oral (receiving))

Word count: 10732 (omg a long boi)

Playlist:

The Sailor’s Wife//Birdeatsbaby

Playing Love//The Legend of 1900 soundtrack

Friday I’m In Love//Phoebe Bridgers cover

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For your entire life, you had never been able to stay far away from the ocean. The saltiness in the air in your nostrils was the first smell you know, the horns blown from the ships every morning being the sound you woke up to each day. It was not like you ever thought of leaving the town, but there were times when you stood on the sand, feeling the tides brushing past your toes, and you wondered who you would be if you were no longer near the sea. 

Night  had drawn upon the little harbor town you called home but the day had barely started at the tiny tavern you spent your every waking moment in. Roars of men arm wrestling at the corner. Obscenities and vulgar slurs from drunken seamen. Loud thumps of jugs banged down onto wooden tables. The pub owner yelling at you to get faster on your feet. Your own voice that was worn out from the busy night calling back and sliding past the thin gaps between chairs.

There was nothing grand about working at the tavern by the port. Your apron always started the day clean and ended with splatters of stain on it, your arms were sore from carrying the dirty dishes, your hand wrinkly from being soaked in soap water for too long. It wasn’t a fancy job by any means, but it was a job no less.

You let out a heavy sigh as you slammed down the large basket of water, grimacing at the greasy dishes in it. You were shooed out to the alleyway behind the tavern to rinse out the dishes, the noises from inside reminding you that you either work quick or get a round of scolding from the chef. He was a nice man, but he did not tolerate anyone slacking on a busy night. 

The tavern crew called it the alleyway, but it was more like a small part of the deck. If you took one wrong step, you would end up in the icy water. The only illumination you had was the dim light leaking from the window and the lamp post lining along the coast with flickering flames. It was only the sound of waves washing up against the shore, the sound of people singing from inside drowned out by the ocean water. It was only you and the moon, looking upon you as you grabbed a wooden crate lined up at the side and pulled it by the basket.

Sometimes, you wondered if this was all there was to your life, destined to grow old by the sea and never ridding the smell of salt water in your hair.

“Miss me, doll?”

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hey folks; i know we’re all going thru it right now, so I made a carrd masterpost of some stuff to comfort us all. there’s some games, some mental health stuff, and all the crisis lines i could find. i hope it helps; please spread this if you think your followers might find it useful

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Down With the Monocracy

(Bratty!Fem!Reader x Bakugou)

Summary: Reader has had a FWB relationship with Bakugou for the past 4 months due to her monstrous sex drive. This relationship however, comes to a brisk end when reader seems to get a boyfriend. Frustrated at your now weird behavior towards him, he decides to get to the bottom of it…in his own way. 

Words: 7.5k

Rating: 🌊 Explicit, Smut

Warnings: cursing, bratty/stuck-up reader, implied cheating, heavy orgasm denial, fingering, dirty talking, spanking, degrading, slight breeding

Notes: Hello! This is the first fanfiction I’ve wrote in close to ten years. Its much longer than I intended for a first fanfic but I was desperate to get this out of my brain. I’ll probably chill out and do drabbles for a bit lol. Feel free to give me feedback as I’ve become more-so used to writing research and analysis papers, I wouldn’t be surprised if my fanfic writing is a bit wonky. Anyways, enjoy :-).

F/N – First name

L/N – Last name

H/N – Hero name

E/C – Eye color

 Harsh pants filled Bakugou’s dorm as the both of you tried to stay quiet.  Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero were in the next room playing video games. You could occasionally hear them shouting at one another, a signal that one of them had lost or died in the game. Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Yaoyorozu were in the commons watching some sort of K-drama. You’d hear one of them let out surprised gasp or a giggle in reaction to whatever romantic scene transpired on the screen.

But these outside noises would leave your mind just as quickly as they’d come in due to the pleasure that was currently surging through your body. You were seated in Bakugou’s lap, faced towards his desk, grinding away at his cock trying to chase that pleasure to the maximum. Your hands clutching at the notebooks and flailed papers on his desk. A reminder that once again you guys could not study together for 10 minutes without needing to exhaust the filling sexual tension. Bakugou’s hands were grabbing at your hips, his grasp getting tighter as he got closer and closer to his climax.

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There’s something so calming about Howl’s Moving Castle and it’s soundtrack. It can’t be described, it has to be experienced.