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wonderlandleighleigh · 2 years

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(inspired by @theycallme-thejackal)

It’s a hurried explanation over the phone, and Midge registers “Lenny” and “Sinai” and “Get here” and she’s off like a shot, leaving the kids with Zelda, tearing out of her apartment and into a cab to the hospital.

It’s easy to go into demanding mother mode when she gets there, interrogating nurses until she finds out he’s on the fifth floor and when she gets there, Sally is in the waiting room with Kitty sleeping in her lap.

“Thank god,” Sally breathes out, shifting the little girl into her own chair and getting to her feet.

“What happened?” Midge asks. “I didn’t even know you two were in town.”

“We got in yesterday to visit,” Sally tells her. “Lenny invited us, wanted to talk about Kitty’s housing situation. He said you two had an argument, he didn’t want to bother you.”

Midge takes a breath. They’d had an argument. About taking another step in their relationship. Whether they were ready or not. He didn’t think so. She did. They’d agreed on a week cooling off period.

“What happened?”

Sally rolls her eyes. “He had a set tonight. One of his old dealers showed up at his gig, just wanted to talk. One of her other customers apparently followed her in, and she refused him product. He thought Lenny was carrying and-”

And.

Midge takes a sharp breath and rushes away, down the hall to the room the nurses she terrified downstairs gave her and stands in the doorway.

And, as promised, there’s Lenny.

His hand is broken, and there a bandage on his jaw, clearly stitched up. He’s got an IV hooked up, and his eyes are closed.

“See,” Midge says tearfully. “If you wanted my attention, there are less extreme ways to get it.”

His eyes open a little, bleary and clearly with a concussion. “Whatever works, right?” he slurs out.

She rushes in, picking up the chart and trying to make it out. “Did they give you-”

“No,” he shakes his head. “No. I told ‘em not to. Ma did, too. Just dazed...in pain.”

Midge puts the chart back and sits down next to him, stroking his hair gently. “You didn’t tell me Sally and Kitty were coming.”

“Last minute thing,” he tells her.

“Yeah?”

He nods, looking up at her. “I thought about what you said. About us. About - that we’re ready. And I...I was scared when we were talking about it, but I thought about it and I think-I think you’re right. So I...I wanted...”

Midge sniffles a little. “You wanted to talk to your mother about Kitty living with you so you could show me you were serious about us making things more permanent.”

“You’re so smart, Midge.”

“You’re really loopy, Lenny.”

he chuckles a little and winces. “Ugh. Fucker broke a rib.”

“What did he attack you with?” Midge asks, bewildered.

“Grabbed the baseball bat the bartender keeps,” Lenny explains. “Graduated from the bat to a busted bottle, which is what happened to my face.”

“Jesus.”

“Addicts, you know. They’ll do anything for a fix.”

She can’t help it anymore, and a couple of tears fall. “You have got to get better friends.”

He chuckles a little and takes her hand. “I’m sorry I scared you.”

“You should be,” she snaps, trying to sound more playful than she feels.

Lenny grins at her understandingly. “Cooling off over?”

Midge nods vigorously. “Cooling off over.”

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge x Lenny #Midge/Lenny #a lil angst

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ty-isnt-there · 2 years

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a very very VERY late sunday sk8

because this is super duper late, here's a ton of renga :')

then of course...!

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cupidisahoe · 2 years

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I just think children of aphrodite when they lose a friend, lover or relative, it's like they feel their death, on their skin, like are THEY being killed, Piper saw Leo burn and felt like she herself was going to explode

#heroes of olympus #a lil angst #here sir #piper mclean

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convexicalcrow · 1 year

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Guess who finally got around to doing some editing lmao. I finished the Pharaoh Cub trans fic, now with more angst, and a lil backstory about how the old man mask came to be in the first place. <3

I'll do the Doc and Ren s8 anniversary one and the Scarland one tomorrow as it's 12:30am and I should head to bed.

#hermitcraft #fanfic #convex #cubfan135 #trans cub #pharaoh cub #gender feels #masks #questions of identity #a lil angst #as a treat

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pollyollie · 2 years

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Company.

Platonic! Corpse Husband x TEEN! Reader

Gender not specified, They/Them. Reader is assumed 15 years old.

Summary: After another argument with your parent you go to your nice neighbors apartment down the hall. Who would've thought your neighbor happened to be your comfort streamer?

Extra: You don't know Corpse is a streamer. Assume you know Corpse by his actual name and not by his streamer name. (We don't know his actual name therefore he will be referred to as Corpse for simplicity)

Warning(s): Gaslighting, Name calling (lazy, bitch, self absorbed, sensitive, crybaby), arguing, mentions of abandonment. Panic attacks

You and your guardian got into yet another argument. You tried opening up about your feelings with them, telling them how they're treatment towards you is aggressive and it made you feel unappreciated. It started with a fun little family outing until the two of you were alone together while your siblings and other parent were on a ride. The argument resumed the moment you got home and lasted for what felt like hours.

"you're proving my point exactly right now that you don't care about how I feel! All you ever care about is my grades not me!" You said, your voice raising from the pure adrenaline of the argument.

"You think the world will care how you feel? Maybe if you weren't so lazy I wouldn't have to push you so hard! You're missing the big picture over a minor issue!" They yelled back.

You could feel your eyes watering and you know your voice would start shaking. You tried to breathe to relieve the tightening grip in your chest, to no avail. Still, you continued. The last sentence repeating like an echo in your mind.

"You think my feelings are just a minor issue?" You asked. Hurt evident in you voice. You'd hope they'd take it back, realise what they had just said. But again, your hopes were only in vain.

"Oh great here we go again!" They exclaimed, rolling their head dramatically while flailing their arms in the air.

"All you care about is you! Your head is so far up your ass that you just become some self-absorbed bitch! Then when someone gets mad at you, you wanna get all sensitive like a fucking crybaby! Grow the hell up not everything is about you and how you feel nobody gives a shit!"

Your mental barrier collapsed. The air was too thick to breathe in. Your chest tightened. It hurt. Where is all the air? Why the fuck can't you get any air? Your eyes are burning, ears are ringing, throat stinging, something's clamping down on your chest. You can't breathe. You left the apartment. Your guardian let you. Yelling at you to get the fuck out of their face as you left.

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You went down a couple doors, hot tears still streaming down your cheeks. Your shakey finger pressing the button right next to it. Past the relentless sniffles you listened to the ring echo throughout the apartment.

No answer.

Desperate, you try again. Knocking this time.

"Uhm, anyone home? It's Y/N" You spoke, shakiness still lingering in your tone

Your phone buzzed with a notification. You hadn't even realized you still had it on you.

Corpse: coming rn one sec

A few seconds later the door unlocked and opened up. You met face to face with a surprised look on Corpse's face.

"Holy shit kid, you're not lookin' so good" He joked. He was worried of course, but he finds humour is the best approach

"Another argument broke out. Really bad one this time. Can I just crash on the couch for a bit, until I calm down?" You asked. Nerves on edge even though he's never said 'no' before.

"Yea sure come in, just ..gimme a sec real quick"

You walked in and closed the door behind you, making sure it was locked. You sat down on his couch, knees to your chest, before turning around to see Corpse walk into the room he never let anyone in. That certainly peaked your curiosity. It sounded like he was talking to someone, muffled sounds came from the room a bit longer before he walked back out. Tugging the ends of his shirt down (a nervous habit he seemed to have, you've noticed)

"Sorry kid, I'm a bit busy. You can turn on the TV just not too loud. You can also text me about it if you want, I'll keep my phone on vibrate." He explained. He felt a bit guilty, but he couldn't leave the stream for too long. People would get suspicious.

"It's alright. I'll just play on my phone for a bit until your done. Just being out of the house with you nearby is enough to calm me down. Thanks for answering the door still" you said, finally being able to breathe. Your body was still sore and you still felt like crying. You just couldn't bring yourself to do so since it would pressure your nice neighbor into abandoning his seemingly very important job for your silly emotions.

"Anytime. When I'm done we can watch a movie or something" He said simply.

You smiled and nodded at him letting out a hum of agreement. He sighed affectionately while reaching down to your spot on the couch. One elbow still propped up to the back of the couch, the other patting your shoulder, rubbing his thumb across once lightly.

His phone buzzed, catching both of you off guard. He opened the notif quickly. You wondered who it was from.

"I've gotta get back in there now" he said gesturing towards the mysterious door. "I'll be back though. Help yourself while I'm gone"

Must've been his boss wondering what's taing so long, you thought. "You make it sound like you'll be hours away instead of a room over" you joked. He laughed, his eyes crinkling in the corners. He then went back into the room, closing the door behind him.

Though he gave you full permission to TV usage, you whipped out your phone. His TV didn't have twitch and you wanted to see if Corpse_Husband was streaming. As though heaven itself finally showed you some pity, he actually was! You found him by chance and noticed he sounded alot like your kind neighbor! Of course you know it's a bit rude to compare people, but since his voice sounded similar it brought you an odd sense of comfort. Often watching the vodds or horror story narrations whenever your neighbor wasn't able to keep you company. Having to be 'somewhere else for a while' he always said.

You sat watching the stream for awhile, being on edge whenever Corpse was the imposter, having to carry the match since his teammate was voted off early. Corpse said he'd be right back on the stream. Your neighbor came outside the door, checking in on you. You thought the timing was funny, somehow lining up. Of course you only thought it was a coincidence and nothing more.

It didn't bother you, as you still watched the stream. Until it happened 2 more times. Corpse leaves, your neighbor comes out of the room, Corpse comes back, your neighbor is inside his secret room. You got skeptical but wanting to keep denying it. Corpse is very secretive and doesn't want anyone, not even his irls knowing about his identity! If you figured it out, and it turned out to be true, wouldn't that be the same as never being allowed to see your neighbor again? He'd also start avoiding you. Then he'd make you delete all of the funny videos/pictures of him for security reasons. Oh my god. What if he can't handle the anxiety so he moves!?

You weren't even upset about not being able to see your comfort streamer, or him keeping it a secret. What scared you was your kind timid neighbor, who you spent so much time with, who you'd text and game with when you couldn't sleep, who would watch movies and shows with you no matter how childish, listened to you with all your family bullshit, leaving you. He'd block your number, un-add you on his videogame friends list, and cut you off. Your chest tightened again. Your eyes burned even more. It's all too much. Way too much. If he leaves you what would you do? At this point you literally thought of him as family. He's the older brother you never got. Much better than your other brothers. Who seemed like they could give less of a shit.

You felt a warm weight on your shoulder, shaking you slightly. The feeling seemingly yanking you out of your thoughts. Your head whipped up looking at your neighbor. His expression filled with concern. It didn't help your situation. Seeing his face made you curl further more into yourself (you didn't realize you were curled up to begin with), and start crying. Full on sobbing like a baby who'd just lost their parents in a public place.

Corpse froze, not knowing what to do. He's seen you in a wreck before, but this is a new level. It's alot, even for him. Not knowing what to do, he just hugs you. You feel his arms wrap around you and you instinctively wrap yours around him. Hugging him tighter than you probably ever have. Corpse was in pain due to how hard you were squeezing with his already sore body (from gaming and sitting too long) but he never told you about his fragile body, only that he'd get sick easily. He sat and endured while he tried calming you down. Pretty ironic

"I'm fucking horrible at this, but hey try to breathe okay? in and out. For 5 seconds each"

He said. Now he's glad he's done a lot of research for calming panic attacks. Granted, it was so he can try to calm himself down but it helped him help you, so that's a bonus.

His mind was racing, seemed like he has to calm himself down too before he goes into a panic attack with you. Why did you start breaking down? Did you get a mean text/call? Were you just building up too much emotion? Wtf?? He curiously glaced at your phone and saw his character. His amongus character on the screen. He panicked even more at his stream being watched by you while he was in the apartment actively doing it. Then he saw chat asking where he was and what was taking so long. Some speculated he was just busy, others were worried his health made him have to pause the game, some joked saying he had a hot goth chick over, others were so lewd he didn't even wanna think about it... His anxiety was off the chart. Between his viewers, his friends and you. Great. Now he was panicking.

"Just give me one second, I'll be right back" He quickly said. He practically ran into the other room, told the viewers to calm down we wasn't dead. Then made up a lie that he was in the kitchen making some food and eating it, since if he didn't eat now he wouldn't have a chance to later. Thankfully most of them bought it. He made sure to re-mute his mic and came back to you. He noticed red flash on your screen and saw that Toast had killed him. 'That fucker. I knew he was the imposter ' Corpse thought to himself. The little distraction helped calm him down a tad, boosting his ego knowing he was right.

"Ok, listen kid tell me what's wrong. If you don't, I can't help, if you don't wanna tell me that's chill too I just uh- I don't know or I can stay here for a minute?"

He spoke out hastily. Yet still the words came out better than he expected them to.

"I-it's-"

you stuttered out. Should you even tell him? No, you should. He has the right to know and make his own choice about what to do with you later

He looked at you patiently. Waiting for you to speak clearly.

You took a big breath and spoke as fast as you could.

"I watch this streamer his name is Corpse except now I think you're Corpse, but I know Corpse doesn't want anyone knowing about his identity and he gets bad anxiety! so I really really hope that this is some giant misunderstanding cause if it's not I might lose you or things would change and-"

Your lungs burned as you heaved in air. Tears pricking the corner of your eyes yet again. This time from lack of oxygen. Also yea, maybe a bit of stress..

Corpse was hella panicking at this rate. You know? How many others knew? Did they just keep it from him to try and give him comfort? He tried not making it obvious. Fuck. Before he could speak you spoke up again, having a decent amount of air in your lungs.

"-And I really don't want you to leave me or feel weird about me being here! I know teens are stupid but I promise I'm not stupid and I won't tell people I know or send them photos of your face or something!"

Your breath slowed, the words coming out on their own.

"just please...please don't cut me off ______."

He was dumbstruck. Utterly dumbstruck... He couldn't be any more clueless. Cut you off? You? You don't need anything else going wrong in your childhood. He himself is barely managing to try and hold it together. Sure he was scared of people figuring out who he is, but he wouldn't cut them out of his life. Especially for something so small. Don't get him wrong it's a big deal but damn. He felt a bit hurt that you'd think he'd do that. Not like he could blame you though. He knows how anxiety takes over all rational thinking. He didn't know what to say, but still he opened up and finally spoke.

"dude, I don't know if I should be offended or not" a small chuckle escaped his lips

"Trust me, I'm not gonna cut you out of my life just 'cause of that. I mean hey, with how often you come over it was gonna happen eventually."

He paused, configuring his next set of words carefully.

"To be fair, it'll probably be easier now that you do know. Now I can finally stop telling chat I ordered pizza. They're probably verryyyy concerned about my food choices" He partially joked

You couldn't help but laugh at that, wiping your tears in the process.

"Aren't you mad? Or like, scared of me leaking your face?" You asked

"oh no, scared shitless. You've got some heavy blackmail, looks like now I'll have to cater to that expensive sweet tooth of yours" He said, putting his hands up in defeat like he was surrendering a fight

That one made you burst out laughing. You couldn't even imagine blackmailing him for sweets! Without even thinking you blurted-

"Yea sure! If I wanted my face plastered over the news and my name in the next amber alert!"

You both started laughing your asses off. All the worries are seemingly forgotten. You stayed like that for a few minutes, just joking back and forth then laughing even more. Your ribs HURT like hell but it was all too funny!

After a while when you two *finally* calmed down Corpse realized he forgot about his stream. I don't think they'll fall for him "eating food" for nearly 30mins.

Panic mode was activated but he pushed it back a bit.

"How about you come in the room. We can handle specifics later but I think chat wants an actual explanation on why I've been gone for so long and I don't think they'll buy the 'I was eating' act. In the meantime I can introduce you to my friends"

Your heart was racing at the thought of going inside his secret room. On top of that talking to chat AND meeting his friends who happened to be streamers you also really admire!

"I'll take you up on that offer! I'll sit on the floor and watch!" You said, practically hopping out of your seat on the (probably tear and snot stained) couch.

You went into the room and everything felt alright again. Some new ground rules would be set of course but you didn't mind. Your kind neighbor wasn't leaving you, he's even letting you be a part of the stream! It's been a rough day but you know by the end of your comfort streamers well--stream you'd be better off than you have been in a while.

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A/N: This is my first fic for Corpse and my first fic in general for Tumblr! Sorry if Corpse here seems out of character, I tried. I haven't proof read it all the way, I'll re-read it all once I get the chance. That's all <3

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#Corpse #Corpse_husband #platonic #teen #found family #fanfic #corpse fanfic #corpse husband fanfiction #hurt/comfort #self indulgent #a lil angst #fluff #comfor streamer #shed a tear while writing this 💀

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arkarti · 8 months

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The Fall

the final moments of angel!crowley

Twitter: X

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #artists on tumblr #one rare sad/angst moment :'3 #suffer with me ♥ Imma wreck a lil havoc as a treat

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genocidalfetus · 5 months

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3, 14, and 20? 👀

3. Do they try to prevent unnecessary suffering?

Merc work aside, Vilem does what he can to prevent others from suffering. If he sees a homeless person on the street, he will give them a few bucks so they can get something to eat. No one should have to go hungry.

14. Do they have self-worth?

Vilem would like to think he's worth something. He's got two men who love him, and friends who think he's damn awesome. He has his moments where he questions his worth though.

20. Are they codependent? Do they have abandonment issues?

He can't imagine his life without Dino and Kerry, but he doesn't depend on them. Does he miss them when they're all busy? Absolutely, but he doesn't depend on them for functioning. As for abandonment issues, he's more scared of something bad happening to someone he loves than of being abandoned. He's lost too many in his life that it's a constant fear.

#cyberpunk 2077 #vilem davydkin #ask game #a lil angst

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kringle-c · 17 days

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"It's only-"

#longpost #bg3 #wyllstarion #wyll ravengard #astarion #baldurs gate 3 #lyric comic #standing on my lil soapboc and crying #guys guys i worked rly hard on this be nice to me plz #i know its angsty but its good right #right #rolls around in my angst pile #lyricstuck #finally its only taken like #5 years

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quess-art · 1 month

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Made before the hard parts of Book 7 comes out and Malleus kicks my f2p ass

#twst #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #lil' doots #gif #i am going to draw so much angst of this boy like i did with idia #ive been working on colour and lighting recently #the easter weekend gave me just enough time to create 1 thing #before i need to go back teaching again ;-;#love my class but i am swamped with work

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fox-guardian · 8 months

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hey guys did you know that um. did you know. first of all did you know i'm losing my mind, secondly, do y'all remember in tma how when someone reads a written statement, they don't really Stop unless they're interrupted? and they read the whole thing easy cheesy, no issues with reading whatever words are there? like. jon literally could read french for a whole statement and was Fine. granted, that's Jon, but like nobody else struggled with pronunciations and whatnot (that i can recall)

presumably, this is an eye thing. either as employees of the institute, or because everyone there is just also eye-aligned in some degree (melanie had the ghost hunting show, the eye is fond of martin, etc)

and then there's tim in season 3 ep 86

[Sigh] Statement of… uh, Benjamin Hatendi… Hateendi? Regarding a… [papers rustling] a blanket. Dead friend. Monster. Regarding his unavoidable and gruesome end. How he tried to hide. He couldn’t. Statement is from… 1983, March 2nd. And I guess… [long sigh] I guess I’m doing this one. Tim Stoker. Archival assistant… Archival prisoner at the Magnus Institute.

correct me if im wrong but i don't recall anyone struggling with pronunciations before this bit. but that's not even the biggest thing here, that's just a lil Taste, a lil Flavor.

note the phrasing there. "Regarding his unavoidable and gruesome end." why would he say this when the written text on the statement says this:

Uh, right. Benjamin Hatendi’s account of… [rustling pages] oh for… a, a strange encounter. Er, statement date, March 2nd, 1983. Melanie King recording. Apparently.

"a strange encounter". that's it. nothing about an unavoidable death, just a "strange encounter". Tim Why Did You Say That.

why would our dear timothy bimothy, who is being pushed to the brink, who is becoming rapidly more depressed and losing hope, say this?

this isn't the only time he's said some weirdly grim shit tho (ep 104)

There was never really any hope for me, though, was there? This was how it was always going to go.

and then there's this bit from elias apparently having Looked into tim (also 104)

TIM All right, hit me with your X-ray eyes then, boss. What do you see? ELIAS Disruption. An unpredictable, angry man with nothing left but the desire to feel in some way revenged. TIM [Sarcastic] Ooh, terrifying! Surely only magic could have let you see so deep inside my very soul.

"nothing left" but the desire to feel revenged. and tim doesn't dispute this, because it's true.

when he first joined the institute he did so in order to look for answers about danny, but then he stopped seriously looking. and now that the circus is back, this is all the drive he has left. not looking for answers, just wanting revenge. closure. an end, if you will.

this is Literally It For Him. a couple lines later he suggests elias kill him, he's At The Breaking Point.

he is so tired, he's lost all hope, and he's saying all this grim shit about "unavoidable death" and "this is how it was always going to go" like hmmmm sounds familiar doesn't it. DOESN'T IT (<- is going insane)

(ep 11) [....] despite the rapid response of the paramedics and how much of his medical history I had immediately to hand, there was nothing I could do to save him. (ep 11) I have no responsibility to try and prevent whatever fate is coming for you. Based on my previous experience, such a thing is likely impossible anyway,[....] (ep 121) There. That was it. That was our fate; where we would always be.

hmmmm sounds a bit like oliver huh? everyone's favorite ex-accountant avatar of the end?? right??

but then there's this last bit i have from ep 86.

why did he stop reading the statement

Statement. “My parents never let me have a nightlight. I was always afraid, but they were ju–” Ugh, this is stupid.

why did he do that. again, correct me if im wrong but when else has someone just Stopped Reading like that without someone or something else interrupting them? why could tim just stop himself?

my theory is this: at this point, tim is completely gone from being aligned with the eye. he no longer seeks to know what happened to danny, he just wants closure. he doesn't wanna do any statement work, and he keeps mentioning these tidbits about hopelessness and the inevitability of terrible events, specifically death.

the eye isn't compelling him to read the statements like it does the others, because it doesn't have as strong a hold anymore. the grip is slipping from him. and by the time the unknowing rolls around, maybe it's lost him for good. maybe he finally fell into a different power he never meant to serve, and yet, he does.

and maybe. just maybe. because i'm so not in denial. but MAYBE. he did die in the unknowing. but maybe he got better.

basically end!tim truthers rise up, this is how end!tim kayaking with his bf oliver banks can still win, etc etc I'm Going Feral <3

#ramblings with major #the magnus archives #tma #tim stoker #oliver banks #timoliver #lil bit uwu #tim stoker tuesday #end!tim #cursing #tma angst #ig #i hope this is coherent and makes sense im losing my MIIIIND im losing my Mind

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