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a lot of people seem to have trouble accepting that cynical embittered teenagers are literally right about the education system. in fact when people express that something is making them suffer suicidally it generally means there is something wrong. big news for people who desperately fucking hate kids

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ego of a god

#this is how i imagine she with many eyes to be depicted in certain denominations of the beholding in wylm #outsourced posts #a thousand words

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#yes #i love them but also due to personal reasons i cannot be responsible for them for long or i start having a crisis #but i'm fucking great with kids #outsourced posts

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Tell me why I will start feeling love for others so intensely I think I'm going to explode, then I flip back to low empathy mode and everything feels like whatever again. Can someone patch this oversight, thanks :)

#dude same #it makes me so disoriented #outsourced posts

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this is assuming its on art you normally wouldn't jump to reblog. i myself only rb stuff i really really like so .

The 'rude/demanding' tone would be stuff along the lines of "if you like but don't reblog I'll [threat]" which i see surprisingly often, both serious and more silly

#i always rb every art post that i like (art being very loosely defined as anything ppl put creative effort into) #so no it does technically not increase the chances #outsourced posts

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@aesrot

googling ‘jobs for autistic people’ and realising that everyone still thinks autistic people are either sheldon cooper or really tall toddlers

#post for you babe #outsourced posts

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PLEASE SHARE THE TIMBERTIE IDEA. PLEASE

well. okay. - this. got out of hand and i wrote the whole thing not just the idea so. oopsie.

tim always had this dream - more of a nightmare really - and it always went the same, a war, someplace dark and muddy, and tim, right in the middle of it, alongside bertie, the details always stand out the most, the itchyness of the uniforms, the mechanical sounds of breathing. it always starts the same, absolute silence, and then a cacophany of noise all at once. screaming, yelling, gunfire, explosions. and then theyre running, the running feels endless and pointless but they keep going, they keep running, until its just the two of them, running together.

the first few times he had the dream it always ened the same, although the details are never remembered clearly, but bertie dies.

its about the 6th time he has the dream where he realises he can move, he can help. but its fruitless, time and time again he has the dream, time and time again he fails to save his bertie.

tim always wakes from it, scared to have lost him, but hes right there next to him in their bed, and so he pulls him closer, feels him breathing and his heartbeat and knows he is safe.

he never tells bertie the details, just says its the one where he dies, tim thinkss it all feels too real, he darent speak the details in case that solidifies it happening.

the dream continues, on and off, but then, war is declared, and tim tries to ignore the pit in his stomach. ignores the fact that the uniforms in the recruitment advertisments look almost identical to the ones in his dream.

theyre fighting the war, and tim tries to ignore how familiar every thing feels, the sounds, the smells. he mostly succeeds, until one day, tim wakes up, earlier than he ever has, and he knows deep down, today is the day bertie is supposed to die. he tries not to puke as he thinks about it, as he thinks about losing him for real. and he decides, he wont let it happen, no matter what any dreams say.

he still never tells anyone about the dream after that day, its a bit hectic after all, managing to squeeze two people into a life pod meant for one, losing his eyes and bertie losing [whatever], becoming immortal, finding out that dickhead of a soilder is also immortal and actually hes not always a dickhead all of the time. but still is most of the time.

tim mostly forgets about it all within time. except for when its a few well he doesnt know how long its been, but he wakes up from a nap - an unintentional one to be honest, his head was just hurting and he went to lay down in the dark, and he has the dream, when he wakes he is, confused, but bertie is sitting at the little desk in the corner of their room, an octokitten seated on the desk in front of him, wearing tims goggles apparently, bertie is drawing the little creature and had also given it a bit of paper and a pen, it was trying to draw him in return,

i had that dream again, tim tells him, the one where you died, bertie laughs a little, yeah dont think thats happening for either of us any time soon.

tim frowns, i dont think it ever was just a dream

idk then tim tells bertie abt it and how scared he was when it actually happened & then comforting and whatever 👍

#prev you do not understand #the outline for wylm alone is 2.5k words #but i mean #what could a little bit of mechs writing on the side hurt right #hhhhhhh #i really wanna #i think i'm gonna #scrubby if you see this please don't kill me #better than drinking alone #blorbo from my music

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*can be niece/nephew through sibling or cousin

**parents and siblings

#i've been in like. so many countries but the poll says four #not at least four #so i'm not counting that one #but bilingual have no specific gender in my dreams (or while awake) and everyone in my immediate family wears glasses #or *should* wear glasses #my sister technically has glasses but she rarely wears them #outsourced posts

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Congratulations! You are now a Magic-User!!

#FLOWERS IN MY HAIR #outsourced posts

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"people in real life: hey man how's it going" is a killer phrase. instantly neutralizes whatever insane discourse you find online. gonna start using that from now on

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Honestly emizel is NOT special for regularly dying and going to the blood dimension that is just my average period

#god frfr #jrwi the suckening #emizel jrwi #outsourced posts #silver screen

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hey! take it easy soon, if you can. 

#thank you #outsourced posts #there is beauty in the way of things

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As someone who grew up with "I'm not going to praise you for doing what's expected of you; that's not being good, that's doing the bare minimum" I want to encourage you to celebrate every little thing you can. Everything that takes energy and effort should be appreciated and you're allowed to be happy about trying.

#:( #outsourced posts

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there’s a criminal lack of Gerry in a skirt art in this fandom

#THE GIRLFRIEND #ough #tma #gerard keay #outsourced posts #a thousand words #silver screen

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hey remember that time jay shot her best friend

wack

#:(((((( #jrwi riptide #gillion tidestrider #outsourced posts #a thousand words #silver screen

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PLEASE SHARE THE TIMBERTIE IDEA. PLEASE

well. okay. - this. got out of hand and i wrote the whole thing not just the idea so. oopsie.

tim always had this dream - more of a nightmare really - and it always went the same, a war, someplace dark and muddy, and tim, right in the middle of it, alongside bertie, the details always stand out the most, the itchyness of the uniforms, the mechanical sounds of breathing. it always starts the same, absolute silence, and then a cacophany of noise all at once. screaming, yelling, gunfire, explosions. and then theyre running, the running feels endless and pointless but they keep going, they keep running, until its just the two of them, running together.

the first few times he had the dream it always ened the same, although the details are never remembered clearly, but bertie dies.

its about the 6th time he has the dream where he realises he can move, he can help. but its fruitless, time and time again he has the dream, time and time again he fails to save his bertie.

tim always wakes from it, scared to have lost him, but hes right there next to him in their bed, and so he pulls him closer, feels him breathing and his heartbeat and knows he is safe.

he never tells bertie the details, just says its the one where he dies, tim thinkss it all feels too real, he darent speak the details in case that solidifies it happening.

the dream continues, on and off, but then, war is declared, and tim tries to ignore the pit in his stomach. ignores the fact that the uniforms in the recruitment advertisments look almost identical to the ones in his dream.

theyre fighting the war, and tim tries to ignore how familiar every thing feels, the sounds, the smells. he mostly succeeds, until one day, tim wakes up, earlier than he ever has, and he knows deep down, today is the day bertie is supposed to die. he tries not to puke as he thinks about it, as he thinks about losing him for real. and he decides, he wont let it happen, no matter what any dreams say.

he still never tells anyone about the dream after that day, its a bit hectic after all, managing to squeeze two people into a life pod meant for one, losing his eyes and bertie losing [whatever], becoming immortal, finding out that dickhead of a soilder is also immortal and actually hes not always a dickhead all of the time. but still is most of the time.

tim mostly forgets about it all within time. except for when its a few well he doesnt know how long its been, but he wakes up from a nap - an unintentional one to be honest, his head was just hurting and he went to lay down in the dark, and he has the dream, when he wakes he is, confused, but bertie is sitting at the little desk in the corner of their room, an octokitten seated on the desk in front of him, wearing tims goggles apparently, bertie is drawing the little creature and had also given it a bit of paper and a pen, it was trying to draw him in return,

i had that dream again, tim tells him, the one where you died, bertie laughs a little, yeah dont think thats happening for either of us any time soon.

tim frowns, i dont think it ever was just a dream

idk then tim tells bertie abt it and how scared he was when it actually happened & then comforting and whatever 👍

#holy shit dude #the urge to like #write a piece of this #and like really dig into this #but i am a bit busy with wylm at the moment so maybe later #god but this fucks severely #the mechanisms #gunpowder tim #timbertie #outsourced posts #words make a wonderful interface #silver screen

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#doll house #playing dolls with you #giving you a gun from depop #outsourced posts