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romulusfuckingroy · 6 months
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that interview about how kendall never actually bullied roman as a child… I don’t see it I’m sorry!!! we literally see how bad kendall treats him in the show, why are they saying that roman was only ever the bully in their relationship when it’s ten times more interesting and realistic that they both had moments of hurting the other?
I feel like they’re sort of trying to sanitize kendall’s feelings toward roman for some reason? like in the show they’re literally described as two fighting dogs, and roman is the weak one. I can’t believe they tried to spin dog pound as some harmless game they played; we literally see kendall’s face change in a sort of sick realization when connor tells him kendall enjoyed the “game” too.
and sorry… kendall literally popped roman’s stitches open????? like I know, I know, everyone on the show says “oh, that’s what roman wanted, he’s so fucked up that that’s what he needed and kendall was just giving him that”— no. I’m sorry but that’s an incredibly violent thing to do to your younger brother who’s already near tears. I will forever say that that scene was just as much about kendall’s selfishness and need for control as it was about roman’s wanting to be hurt.
like… I’m sorry to the actors and writers but kendall roy will always be the guy who watched his brother piss himself in a dog crate and told him to wipe it up with newspapers as a kid. he is also the guy who stood up to their dad when roman got hit! roman will always be the guy who picked his big brother up from his drug binges and took him to safety. and yes, he’s also the guy who humiliated kendall at his 40th birthday party!
they’re both, both! they’re both the aggressor and the victim! that’s what makes it fucking interesting!
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ceramicteapot · 1 year
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it's a tuesday morning and your heart sinks. everything it calls out for isn't there. but you still toast some bread. you still taste the mint in your toothpaste. you collect yourself back up and start a day you want to skip.
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board-has-star · 9 months
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(Insert the sniffer incident)
so, hi. this may be one of the funniest incidents that has ever happened on our minecraft server
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ENTER: THE SNIFFER
gorgeous creatures, sniffers. wonderful creatures. this was one of TWO baby sniffers we hatched inside of the beautiful town of susville (long story), and we loved them to bits.
however.
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as you might be able to tell, this sniffer smells A LITTLE WHITE SOMETHING in a nearby player’s hand. this, my dear friends, is crack cocaine. and our sniffers liked to sniff it very, very much.
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you can blame maxine, pictured above, for enabling what was essentially a crippling cocaine addiction.
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despite their obvious... issues, we still loved our sniffers. they were our children.
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so you can imagine our shock when we received news that our beloved, drug-addicted babies… were in fact, so drugged up, that any offspring they created would immediately crash the entire server.
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the sniffers were killed within minutes.
our babies.
our beautiful, cocaine-loving babies.
they were no longer with us.
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a funeral ensued. “Cocaine Addict #1” and “Cocaine Addict #2” were buried where they had hatched - inside of the glass dome we called the DRUG RING.
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many were invited to attend to pay their respects.
tears were shed.
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so many tears.
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life would never truly be the same.
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this all happened within the span of a few hours and it was seriously like the wildest thing ever
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archiveoftara · 11 months
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​​​​​​Behind the Scenes pt.1
So you're playing Lucy and I'm going for a enemies to lovers vibe. So, I hope the turned out well. Idk
Warning: mild language
Part 2
"Please don't give up on us. Don't give up on me"
"CUT"
"Don't give up on me, my ass" you muttered to yourself.
"You know I can hear you." Cameron glared at you.
"That's great. It's wonderful how our feelings are mutual." You exclaimed.
"I can't stand you." Offended Cameron said.
"Then have a seat, lad." You left the floor and went to your trailer straight away.
You shut the door behind you and laid down on the small bed near your dressing table.
Cameron Chapman is unbearable - an understatement.
When you first met Cameron for the screen test he was quite nice. The past few weeks you've seen changes in his behaviour and he's becoming rude each passing day. You can't wait for this to get over and run back home.
"We're ready for the next shot, ma'am" called the spot boy.
Here we go again
*Cameron's POV*
"In this scene, Lockwood is having a panic attack and Lucy is trying to bring Lockwood back to earth" The director explained.
I gave a quick glance to y/n and took a deep breath.
"Lights. Camera. Action."
"He killed him. Lucy he..killed him. He.. he died because of me. I couldn't do anything lucy" I said with all my emotions.
"Lockwood." Y/n said.
"They killed him just like that. What did he die for? He died because of me. He didn't deserve it, lucy."
"Lockwood, listen to me."
"He lost his life because of me, lucy. He sacrificed himself for us."
"LOCKWOOD" y/n said while holding my face in her palms. I can feel her warm breath. The smell of strawberry cologne. Wait, this wasn't in the script.
"Lockwood, get it together, please. We have to get out of here alive. Please, focus." Y/n touched my face with tears in her eyes. I got lost in her eyes. She's so beautiful. I can't hide this secret anymore.
"CUT. Great job. We'll get back to it tomorrow. Pack up for today." The director said and went to his office.
"We're already done?" I muttered.
"Of course. Now will you quit staring?" Y/n said in irritation.
"Don't flatter yourself, you're not that pretty to look at." I said in a taunting voice.
Y/n scoffed and left the set.
Why does she hate me so much?
Why does he hate me so much?
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"I'm not pretty?? Who does he think he is?" You didn't realise you were talking to yourself until someone called your name. You looked up and found a guy with his glasses on. You looked a bit relieved as he was your only friend (beside Cameron as he turned into a prick recently) in the whole show.
"Are you okay?" Ali asked you in concern.
"I'm splendid. Couldn't be better." You said with a smile in your face.
"You can't fool me. I know something is wrong with you. There's this new pub down the street. Wanna grab a drink?" Ali said. You smiled in response.
"Then he said 'you're not that pretty to look at'. I know I'm not drop dead gorgeous but making fun of someone's appearance is the new low for me." You complained to Ali.
"I think we should go home. It's your third bottle of tequila. Let me help you-"
"Nope. I'm fine. I can help myself just fine." You stuttered while trying to get up from the bar chair but you fell on the ground in the process. Do you see those stars? Oh, that's a guy. Who are you? Before you could realise everything turned black.
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You woke up from the sound of dishes clattering. What is this beautiful smell? Is that pancake? I hope it's a chocolate pancake..wait a minute. I live alone. I'm still in my bed. Then, who's in the kitchen?
You looked under the blanket and found yourself naked. Shit. What happened last night? I can't remember. You started to look for your purse. You know what? I should probably look for my clothes first. You covered yourself with the blanket and looked around the room. This room doesn't look familiar. Where am I?
"You're awake."
You looked up and thought you were dreaming.
"What are you doing here?" You gulped.
"Y/n you're in my room. This is my flat." Chapman said in a delicate tone.
"Why..why am I..in your room?" Oh goodness, I'm gonna lose it.
"Y/n, calm down. Nothing happened. I promise. It's not what it looks like. Last night, I found you in the pub absolutely sloshed. Me and Ali were wondering what to do since we didn't want to leave you alone at the hotel. So, we decided to bring you to our flat.." he said, avoiding my eyes.
"That doesn't explain why I'm naked." You tried your best to hide your embarrassment.
"You said you were feeling hot and took off your clothes." Chapman tried to hide his smile.
"What's so funny, Chapman?" You glared.
"Actually, it's quite funny. Last night, you were so funny. Sorry." Cameron looked down again. "Well, why don't you get changed and come for breakfast?" He said and left the room.
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"The pancake tastes so good." Relishing the sweet goodness. "I didn't know you could cook so well, Chapman."
"You were too busy fighting with me to know that, y/n" Chapman lightly chuckled.
*Cameron's POV*
"Um.. I want to say something." I said while playing with the string of my hoodie.
"Yeah go ahead." Y/n said as she stuffed her mouth with pancakes.
"I know this might not be the best time to say it. I don't know how I should break it to you." Come on, Cam. You can do it.
I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing
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apocketfullofpoem · 4 months
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wholesomeishqposting · 5 months
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Romanticize your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, light up a candle, read books, go for a walk, dance to your favorite music, buy yourself presents, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don't let anyone take it from you.
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pyaariposting · 8 months
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tumhari mohabbat ne kuch bura nahin kiya mera,
to accha chorha bhi kahan hai?
teri dosti ne kuch cheena nahi mera,
to aitbaar chorha bhi kahan hai?
sab kehte hain tum badal gyi 'mizan"
to aapne pehle jaisa chorha bhi kahan hai?
~ me
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bloodintoink-blog · 23 days
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ugly poems
I reread my poem until they turn ugly
Till the metaphors don't make sense nomore Till the personifications aren't interesting anymore Till the similes get old Till the rhymes bore Till I can't bear to read them anymore
—𝓓, (unedited from) Cacography
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latibuleofwords · 10 months
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I hate when I talk about the struggles I face with my parents, some people say, 'oh you're also going to be the same once you become a parent'.
Like what the fuck?
Excuse me, but I don't think I could even take another breath in this world after knowing that I'm the fucking reason why my kids cry themselves to sleep,
them not being able to tell me how they actually feel just because they're scared of me, terrified even...
them feeling lonely even when they're around me,
them not being able to trust me with at least a quarter of their being.
I don't know about you,
but I would rather die than make my kids go through the same type of torture that I had to experience even if it was for a second....
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igrewheartbones · 1 month
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“The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.”
— Mikko Harvey, from "For M," Foundry (no. 9, September 2018)
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randomwriteups26 · 9 months
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“If you really want to do something, you'll find a way" ....
@juliaxyn @basicallymihika @moonstonechampagne @college-funnyquotes
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ceramicteapot · 1 year
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i crave for the time when all it took to forget the day's hassles was laying my head in my mother's lap, having her card her fingers through my hair, complaining about relatives neither of us cares about, making a meal plan that both of us know is not going to be followed.
there's nothing like leaving your worries at your mother's feet.
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tired-yashika-core · 1 year
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They say that running away is cowardice. But then again, aren't heroism and tragedy found in the same stories?
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imaginarycyberpunk2023 · 10 months
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💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕
Haha, it's working! It's coming back! Thank you for asking 😁
I am actually still very fond of my little lore writing- the FIXER NOTES on my two OCs - especially in conjunction with each other.
FIXER NOTES on MACHA
Mr Hands:
I have never heard this name.
(He has heard that name, and they work together frequently. Macha is often on call for him when he needs her to. He values that she's fast, discreet, and efficient. The picture shows them at the Afterlife meeting room for a briefing.)
Regina Jones:
I like her because she knows her limits. She's not afraid to turn down a job and recommend someone else better suited. I appreciate that. We go for drinks sometimes, just to wind down and talk about NC life as a woman.
Dino Dinovic:
Oh, yes, she was very adamant and convincing about that job at the Atlantic, I recall. I don't know why she wanted that one so badly, it wasn't a runers job per se but she can be convincing like that. She and Vinnie seemed to make a good pair in this.
Wakako Okada:
Yes, Macha is a very good runner, very good. Reliable, goal oriented, discreet. I did not introduce her to Vinnie on a whim. I had my reasons. But you surely don't need to know all of them. They work very well as a duo. That is all you need to know.
Rogue Amendiares
When Nix is not available, I call Macha. That's it.
FIXER NOTES on VINNIE
Muamar Reyes - El Capitàn:
That's my boy! Ah, yes, we have shared many a cigarette talking about life and what it entails. He often drives by when he's on route somewhere. Yeah, I give him whatever I can, as I said, he's my boy, I'm helping him out whenever. He always gets the job done, bit messy at times. But that's my boy, so it's OK.
Dino Dinovic:
Vinnie's a good dude... for partying, that is. Not for gigs. He might say he's quiet and efficient but alas he is not quiet, have you met the choom? Did surprise me on that one gig he did for me with Macha, that one went well. She probably reigned him in. He's always fun to have around for a drink, though, or two, three, four, ya know?
Wakako Okada:
I don't usually talk about business relations like this, but my Vinnie is very important to me. He is very reliable and quick to help me when I need... more delicate matters to deal with. I will call him first when I have a gig that is right up his alley.
Did you call him "my Vinnie"?
I think I've said enough now.
Regina Jones:
Well, he can talk his way into getting gigs, but I am careful about which ones to give him. He can't seem to follow orders like keeping cyberpsychos alive. He'll come back saying stuff like, "Sorry, I'm just too deadly, I guess."
She laughs
I like him anyway.
Rogue Amendiares:
Vinnie? He hangs around the Afterlife and that is fine. We don't have a working relationship, no.
Sebastian Ibarro - Padre:
Laughs softly.
He's a good kid. His heart is in the right place. Bless him. I give him gigs from time to time when I don't need any witnesses, if you know what I mean. He is very efficient like that.
Mr Hands:
I have never heard this name.
(He really has never heard of him)
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prattham2311 · 10 months
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flowing winds please take this ache in my heart, and use it to torment the clouds, turning them into a storm, let the sky cry for me, as tears have abandoned these eyes
-the_pain
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universeofdharma108 · 2 years
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Bhakti is always attached to the soul. It's a divine factor that isn't affected by birth. Every Jeevatma can experience bhakti. It is the very language and connection you share with your Aradhya/Ishq devi or devta. For example, a layman can have more bhakti than a pujari and vice versa.
At the end, we'll always renounce as the devotee.
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