So show me that which I cannot see,
Even if it hurts me,
Even if I can’t sleep,
Oh, and though we act out of our holy duty to be constantly awake…
You’ve got me in a chokehold.
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you know someone is either mentally ill and or queer if they love alice oseman's books . if they're neither , they are a very very rare breed .
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Just watched Nimona, life forever changed
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I like to think that Steve is fight in the sense of fight or flight, but if he's watching a horror movie he will screech like a little girl,
I also like to think that the Party are all horror movie fans, and Eddie and Robin are too. Steve is entirely against horror movies, but whenever they have movie nights it's like the only genre they all can agree on, so he just lets them get their way.
Eddie has always loved horror movies but his love for it went up ever since Steve started sitting next to him on the couch and grabbing his arm whenever he gets jump scared, cursing under his breath. Eddie puts an arm around him, his brain screaming at him.
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imagine you wake up one day
and you wake up in your dream house.
not the usual bed, but the bed you dream of.
everything feels...
safe for once.
you look in the mirror...
it's exactly how you always looked in your head.
the you who feels and looks truly like you.
a pleasant smell drifts from downstairs and you walk down the stairs.
your f/o is sitting on the couch and gently glances over to you, warmly smiling and patting a seat on the couch next to them.
your favorite movie is on and your favorite drink sits in front of you, as well as a nice snack to complement it.
you begin to cry... you ask your f/o if this is all a dream, or you tell them that you aren't sure why somebody like you is here...
they wrap you in a comforting embrace.
"y/n (s/i)...the journey is over. i've been waiting a long time and i'm so glad that you're finally here. in fact, i made all this for you. i hope you enjoy it. i know the journey has been long...and it wasn't exactly a fun-filled adventure. however...i'm here now and so are you. you can rest here. this is "home"...and i have always loved you."
you cry into their embrace...just so overjoyed to be in their arms...to know that they love you too...it means the world to you just to be safe, to be with them and just to be where you are now.
your f/o gently kisses the top of your head and wraps you in a blanket, still holding you close to them.
you are finally
home.
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Please tell me I'm not crazy in the idea that The Ghoul is just Rango. Dude was an actor, and adopted the role of a cowboy! It's literally Rango!
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Steph : I'm the only mentally stable person in this family.
Dick : you literally just been diagnosed with anxiety and ptsd.
Steph :
Dick :
Steph : Ho you're one to talk mister dick 'I have depression anxiety and ptsd but I'm fine' Grayson.
Dick :
Steph :
Dick :
Steph : sorry.
Jason : I mean... She got a point.
Dick : don't get me started on you Jay.
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Can I be real for a sec?
Every time my supervisor at work either praises me for my work or scolds me, I be wanting to get on my hands and knees and give him the two hand twisted combo with a side of gawk 3000 turbo deluxe.
I hate him, but I’d also fuck him for the plot. I won’t obviously, but I think about it okay?
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Trolls: TrollsTopia (Cartoon), Trolls (DreamWorks Movies)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Branch & Bruce & Clay & Floyd & John Dory (Trolls)
Characters: John Dory (Trolls), Bruce (Trolls), Floyd (Trolls), Branch (Trolls), Clay (Trolls)
Additional Tags: They drunk af, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Crack
Series: Part 3 of John dory’s stories
Summary:
John dory and Floyd are drunk.
@mj-arts-n-stuff
@remarkablebookbean
Of creator this this idea was @felsicveins
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Little blue birds,
Watch how they sit,
So perfect together,
These puzzle pieces fit.
Little blue birds,
Been there since young,
While the sky is so cloudy,
One held the ladder rung.
Little blue birds,
So far they must fall,
And one catches it's wings,
Barely has time to call.
Little blue bird,
Your friend is now gone,
Sitting above the clouds,
Go fly into morn.
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