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heavensickness · 20 hours

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Being a young adult is so strange. You enter a coffee shop. The 20 year old girl waiting behind you cried all night because she just came to a new city for university and she feels so alone. That 27 year old guy over there works a job he is overqualified for, he lives with his parents and wants to move out but doesn't know what to do about it. That one 24 year old dude already has a car, a house, and a job waiting for him once he graduates thanks to his dad's connections. The 26 year old barista couldn't complete his higher education because he has to work and take care of his family. The 28 year old girl sitting next to you has no friends to go out with so she is texting her mother. That couple (both 25 years old) are married and the girl is pregnant. The 29 year old writing something on her laptop has realized that she chose the wrong major so she is trying to start all over. We are not alone in this, but we are actually so alone. Do you feel me

#Shitposting #Young adulthood

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sleepy-bebby · 3 days

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#meme #memes #shitpost #funny memes #relatable #shitposting #tag yourself #relatable memes #funny #lol #goth #goths #punk #dank #dank meme #dank memes #relatable meme #what is this #alt #alt fashion

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limbobilbo · 2 days

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No ‘i would simply kill myself’ or ‘I choose none’

You have to pick one.

If you dont know what they do look it up

Remember to reblog for a bigger sample size

#196 #196 campfire #shitposting #warhammer 40000 #warhammer 40k #warhammer #polls #dumb polls

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grave-encounter · 1 day

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i miss her

#fall out boy #fob #shitpost #shitposting #patrick stump #what the fuck

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fozmeadows · 2 days

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I'm sorry but Christian Mingle paying for ad space on tumblr dot com is one of the funniest demographic mismatches I've ever fucking seen, I'm wheezing

#tumblr #hellsite #memes #shitposting #christian mingle #tumblr ads

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spirk-trek · 3 days

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#no caption on this one #lmao #i <3 scotty #montgomery scott #spock #scotty #shitposting #star trek #s'chn t'gai spock #star trek the original series #star trek tos #that which survives #science fiction #sci fi #1960s #screencaps #my edit

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mspaintbladie · 2 days

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Bladie chibi largely inspired by hollow knight sprites (used one of the knight's sprites as guidelines)

#doodle #shitposting #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr blade #mochi's art #i would've added shard sword over the nail but it barely made a difference #plus this one is already detailed enough compared to hk's simpler sprites #so no sword in the sprite let's pretend he summons it in combat like in hsr

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heavenlyraindrops · 21 hours

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♱ Father Forgive Me (For I have Sinned) ~Chapter Thirteen ♱

Lucifer Morningstar x Angel!Reader Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Chapter Thirteen Warnings: profanity Click on the first tag to see all the other chapters

♱Where the purest soul in Heaven falls for the Devil♱

[Chapter Thirteen]

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One month had passed. Your decision was approaching, faster than you had thought it would. What would you say?

You still didn’t know.

“I’ll be back from the extermination,” Adam said smugly, Lute crossing her arms behind him. He dropped his voice to a whisper. “Decided yet?”

“Yes,” you lied through your teeth.

“Not coming this year?” Lute smirked, unaware of your and Adam’s whispered conversation going on in front of her. Adam’s eyes slid to you, then he rolled them, making you scowl.

“No,” you said flatly. Adam’s eyes hardened.

“We’re gonna go after Lucifer’s brat’s shitty hotel first,” he sneered. “Shame you can’t be there to watch it.”

“Shame,” you replied, heart pounding against your ribcage.

You watched them disappear down the portal to Hell, along with another rush of the exterminators, eager for bloodshed, before the portal closed up completely.

You rubbed your eyes.

“Keep Charlie safe,” you muttered, as if it was a prayer, except one in a god you were slowly losing faith in.

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Adam was dead.

It had been almost a week since they had left for the extermination. Everyone was in such a flurry, a mess, that no one bothered to pay any attention to you or answer your questions. Sure, you were the great [name], but you were just another angel when it came to status.

Sera was stressed. Emily was in shock. You were in shock. And the last time you had seen Lute was the last time you had seen Adam.

What seemed to scare everyone to their core, however, wasn’t just Adam’s death: it was the fact that angels could die. You remembered Avery, and her missing friend. No doubt the girl was dead. You fiddled with your bracelet, before ripping it off and tossing it onto the table.

You hadn’t heard from Lucifer, either.

The front door creaked open, spilling pale light into your dim living room. You shot up as Lute entered.

“Lute, God, you’re okay,” you breathed, your concern for her shocking the both of you. Your eyes fell to her shoulder, and your heart leapt into your throat. “Where’s your arm?”

She stared at you, and you could have swore her eyes were glowing with barely restrained fury. You took her by the shoulder and steered her into the room, sitting her down where you were before.

“Do you need anything?”

She stared at you, and you wondered if she was ever going to speak. And then, finally, she did.

“Water.”

“On it,” you said, rushing to the kitchen for a glass.

You thrust it towards her, a few droplets spilling over the edge and rolling down the glass. She took it with her remaining hand. You sat next to her.

“Tell me everything.”

She downed the water, but her voice was still raspy. You couldn’t place the aura that surrounded her, but you could see the anger in her tensed muscles, her furrowed brow. “Adam’s dead,” she muttered, setting the glass down. “We were fucking winning, then Lucifer showed up and…” she rubbed her eyes, albeit aggressively. You noticed them glistening with unshed tears. “That stupid child, demon, thing- stabbed the shit out of him.” She looked away again, as if to hide her grief from you. You rubbed her back soothingly, and she tensed up, turning back to look up at you.

“If you ever need to talk,” you murmured. “I’m here.”

She sighed, doubling over. You decided to prompt her to speak with another question.

“What happened to your arm?” You pressed gently. Her lip curled.

“That bitch Vagina-“

“Huh?”

“Vaggie,” she seethed. She buried her head in her hand, shoulders shaking. You pressed your arm against hers, trying to offer her as much comfort as possible. She wouldn’t elaborate on the single name she had mentioned, and you wondered if Vaggie had cut her arm off.

“Adam told me something,” Lute said abruptly. “Before he died.” She looked at you, and you could feel your heart rate picking up, beating so hard it was painful. You stopped yourself from pulling away in case it would seem suspicous.

“What did he say?” You asked gently, doing your best to keep the tremor out of your voice. She shook her head soundlessly. “That’s fine. You can tell me when you’re ready.”

A few more minutes of sitting in comfortable silence before she had stood up, mumbling that she had to go. You showed her outside, before hugging her fiercely while still being mindful of her arm.

She’d left and you went back inside, staring out the window and watching her fly away into the sky. Your stomach churned.

You looked down at your clenched fists. He was dead. Lute’s affirmation had let it sink in for you properly now. You felt sick and relieved at the same time.

Because your secret died with him.

You stumbled to the bathroom. You were going to throw up- again, and you did, all into the toilet. You flushed it, slumping down onto the bathroom floor and breathing heavily. Adam was dead. You didn’t have to marry him. You didn’t have to choose. No one in the world knew anymore- except you, and Lucifer. You stood up with trembling legs, scraping yourself together and steadying yourself on the sink, staring at your reflection. Your face had gone pale.

He was dead. He was really dead.

He wouldn’t barge into your house without knocking like he used to, anymore. He wouldn’t scream your name down the street. He wouldn’t laugh the raucous way he did, that you had gotten so used to. You stifled any regretful feelings, pushing them down, not allowing yourself to cry. He was an asshole to you. It was for the best.

You went to the living room, and your eyes fell on Lute’s half-empty glass. You suddenly remembered the bracelet, the one you had tossed onto the table where the glass now sat, your link between you and Lucifer. Your eyes skimmed across the table to the spot you had last left it, and…

It wasn’t there.

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A/N: second chapter of the double release! Damn exams are killing me. Njoyy (Coco if ur reading this. I made the cliffhanger bcuz ur such a nosey bitch 😡😡)

hey guys I thought I posted this but turned out that I didn’t and it was just sitting in my drafts like an abandoned child

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hamoodmood · 3 days

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I'll be alone for the rest of my life

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queenie-the-court-jester · 2 days

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Hello Queenie, I thought I’d personally deliver some bean-headed Y/N to you, but I see you’re currently…busy. I shall return at a better time.

no no! Please! Stay awhile Ozzie

#I will treasure this forever and ever #queenie doesn't know how to make art as good as yours :')#So please accept this silly doodle #queenie answers #Ozzgin ❤️#Shitpost #Shitposting #queenie art

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existennialmemes · 16 hours

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#shitpost #shitposting #existential memes

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st-just · 16 hours

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"Medieval Europe' and 'Indigenous Americans' are very similar in that whenever someone asks a question about either on r/askhistorians I want to pin them down and hold a sabre to their throat until they narrow it down to at least a specific region/culture and particular century.

#shitposting

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tax-fill-technology · 19 hours

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#grace helbig #aaliyah #illo #marina and the diamonds #piano #ZBrush #lipstick #shitposting #dialogue #whitney johns #insurgent #bts icons #yua mikami #a league of their own #demi lovato

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bullshit-blazing-activate · 2 days

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