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n00bkanaya · 1 year
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“MY SON BROUGHT US HERE FOR YOU. LOOK AT HIM”
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h0neyfreak · 3 months
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you ever take a bite of a food ad just know it’s going to be a new hyper fixation food
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spookykestrel · 1 year
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Moving to a universe where they sell sugar cookie toast crunch year round instead of just at Christmas
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t4tozier · 2 months
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what a lovely day to post about disabled richie tozier (cw: description of tics and stims!)
after the fall out of the deadlights, he severely fucks up his knees and ankles
the adrenaline keeps him going until they get out of neibolt at which point he just collapses
he leaves the hospital with knee braces and crutches and it’s a little scary at first
he’s never had any issues with walking other than then general getting-old charlie horses when he stretches the wrong way, so suddenly needing multiple aids is jarring
but eddie’s in a wheelchair now because of his spinal cord injury, so at least they can commiserate
after a few months, richie’s able to walk slowly just using the braces, but every step hurts
the under-arm crutches also sucked, though, so he finds himself using forearm crutches for anything more than walking around the house
and sometimes even then
he’s not off balance, he can stand on his own, but sometimes he wishes he had the chair because standing for too long in one place hurts, too
he’s mostly neutral about his aids but he does love helping eddie decorate his wheelchair bc he knows it’s been a huge adjustment
he slapped an old tour sticker on the back at one point and even though eddie pretends to hate it they both know it’s one of his favorites
richie’s known he’s autistic for a long time
he has some other tic disorder but he’s never looked too much into it or been diagnosed because it hasn’t been severe enough for doctors to care or recognize it as more than his normal stimming
and he doesn’t particularly care either—it’s just another part of him and getting an official diagnosis won’t actually do anything for him
he used to rock back and forth on his toes and bounce his leg a lot but that got a lot more painful after derry 2.0 so he’s had to adapt
he finds himself shaking his hands a lot more, and he still rocks when he’s sitting down
he chews on straws so much that eddie finally gets him one of those silicone ones and richie’s elated
he bites through it in a week
his tics mainly come out more when he’s stressed or intoxicated; they tend to lean more physical when stressed and verbal when he’s drunk or high and he doesn’t know why
his head/neck jerks so hard he strains muscles and he’s hit his chest with enough force to bruise before but he doesn’t try to avoid them because he knows it’ll only make it worse
when he’s drunk he does a lot of humming and whistling—he can perfectly mimic the tweet whistle/ringtone
he actually doesn’t have coprolalia, although he will absolutely blame his lack of filter on his tics if needed
the man did not know what ableism was until derry but now he calls the losers out all the time as a joke
he had a meltdown when mike called him
he spends so much of his time masking around other people that it was hard for him to drop it and he has meltdowns more frequently than he really should as a result
he’s finally started to relax around the losers like he used to, but some days he puts the wrong clothes on and he made the last of the cinnamon raisin toast last night when he got the munchies and there are too many dishes in the sink and when he tries to wash them the water gets inside of the gloves and everything’s just itch itch wet wrong bad and eddie finds him curled in a ball on the floor of the kitchen
when this happens, eddie makes sure richie has his phone so he can text if he wants and he gets the cinnamon raisin bread delivered and has richie change into comfier clothes when he’s ready to move and then they go watch a movie with richie’s head in eddie’s lap and everything is always loud loud loud in richie’s head but for a few minutes, at least, it’s quiet
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ispyspookymansion · 1 year
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hi kora i finally made those cinnamon sugar apple slices you posted about a few days ago and i think life is worth living for a bit, if it means i can eat those apples again. i drizzled some honey on them too and that added a little bit of oomf that i love :) i also put them on some honey-buttered-toast to round up to a good breakfast and mwua its delicious. thanks for posting that little personal text post, it made this day worth it :> < 33
FOX!!!! this is so so good exactly!!!! honey sounds like such a good addition ohhhh my god. delectable….and putting them on toast!!!! thats practically a pastry!! im so happy that post has made a couple people’s day like i was just being silly but thats what life is about :-) <3
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abookishdreamer · 9 months
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Character Intro: Rhapso (Kingdom of Ichor)
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Nicknames- Patroness of Seamstresses by the people of Olympius
Mother by her daughter
Age- 36 (immortal)
Location- Athens, Olympius
Personality- She's confident, magnetic, & creative, considering fashion to be the greatest art in existence. Her love for fashion runs deeper than the ichor in her veins. She's casually dating.
She has the standard abilities of a goddess except shapeshifting. As the goddess of sewing her other powers/abilities include clothing generation/manipulation, filukinesis (thread manipulation), cosmetic manipulation (not on par with Aphrodite), metáxikinesis (silk generation/manipulation), fashion mastery, and being able to telekinetically control sewing equipment. She can also manipulate other fabrics as well.
Rhapso has one child- a daughter Móda (goddess of fashion). They have a close relationship- their love & passion for fashion being the glue that binds them. She keeps in touch with her daughter through phone calls and texts & she also visits her in New Olympus often. Rhapso gave Móda the down payment to jump start her fashion brand. A common bonding activity is when they work on designs & sketches with each other.
She lives in "Olympius' Fashion Capital," Athens! Rhapso resides in a stylish luxurious white marble mansion. There's an imposing glass atrium that makes both the main level and 1st floor incredibly bright. Curtains made out of exceptional organza silk, chiffon, & satin hang from the windows. Her favorite room of course is her closet which nearly spans 3,000 sq. ft. All of her clothing, shoes, handbags, and accessories are expertly catalogued by her personal assistant, an oread named Zaltana. The closet has floor-to-ceiling glass walls. Rhapso usually gets around in her chic pastel peach colored sports car that has a rich cream colored leather interior. She has three pets, all of them dogs. There's a chihuahua (a boy) named Bravo, a cavalier king charles spaniel (a girl) named Dolce, & a bichon frise (a girl) named Chiffon. Rhapso loves dressing them up in the little outfits she designs for them!
A typical breakfast for her would usually be scrambled egg whites (added with mushrooms, scallions, & olives), a few slices of avacado toast, and a small bowl of yogurt & granola (topped with banana slices, almonds, & honey). She also likes the Earthly Harvest cinnamon oat crunch cereal.
Rhapso maintains her slender and petite figure through jogging, yoga, and using her private home gym twice a week.
Even though it's a bit snooty & biased, she feels there is no better place to live in Olympius than Athens. The greatest thing (aside from herself) to ever come from Athens is The Parthenon, the undisputed symbol of wealth, intelligence, and culture.
A go-to drink for her is a peach martini. She also likes cosmopolitans, champagne, mimosas, classic martinis, bellinis, watermelon margaritas, & coquito milkshakes. Her usuals from The Roasted Bean is a large caramel latte and a medium peach iced tea.
An all time favorite frozen treat of hers is peach sorbet. She'll get a large cup at The Frozen Spoon.
Rhapso is one of the few minor deities that has a temple built in their honor. It's just 20 miles from where she lives. She believes that a star on the Pantheon Walk of Fame is the next step.
She firmly believes that a person's clothes are an extension of one's self, so she always makes sure she looks her best, even if she's dressed casually to run an errand. There has never been a paparazzi photo of Rhapso looking "off".
She's the latest goddess to have a glamour doll collectible!
Her favorite thing from The Bread Box is a chicken cheesesteak sandwich (on lightly toasted panini bread) with a regular garden salad drizzled in olive oil dressing.
Rhapso has quite the social media presence on Fatestagram & PanopTube. On PanopTube she'll usually post clothing hauls, shopping vlogs, as well as behing the scene videos of her fashion brand. Her closet tour video has over thirty million views!
She's a very busy goddess with many avenues of income. Her pride and joy has been her fashion brand ýfasma óneiro, which became established a few years ago. A visual treat of "opulence & feminity", the brand includes eyewear, shoes, handbags, haute couture, and casual wear- with the latest addition being shapewear. Some notable features of the brand are the tulle skirts and layers of organza silk. With rave reviews from New Olympus Fashion Week (NOFW) & good word of mouth from the Queen, the brand's popularity continues to rise. Rhapso loves being her own boss and the collaborative energy she has with the other designers on her team. She also loves shouting out other designers in the industry! For other means of income she also oversees the Athens Fashion Institute of Technology as well as being a professional stylist! Many people pay thousands upon thousands of drachmas for her services. A latest client was the bratty 12-year-old daughter of Lord Dion (who presides over Laconia) named Carya. It was for her birthday bash. A current project of hers is the soon-to-be released first issue of her fashion magazine I Leitourgía.
Besides her own brand she likes her daughter's fashion brand Paloma, Luxuria, Maison du Drame, Persuasions (says they have the best skinny jeans), & Diamond Ave.
In the pantheon Rhapso's friends with Litismós (goddess of culture), Pherusa (goddess of substance & farm estates), Eváeros (goddess of air & the zodiacs), Theia (Titaness of sight & heavenly light), Felis (Titaness of cats), Philotes (goddess of sex, friendship, & affection), Dimósia (goddess of debate), Kéfi (goddess of mirth), Aígli (goddess of glamour), Dione, Orthosia (goddess of wealth), and Clymene (Titaness of fame & renown).
For her most recent birthday she was pleasantly shocked with a surprise party thrown by her daughter & Kéfi. It was attended by Rhaspo's close friends where they presented her with an elaborate birthday cake that was in the shape of a pair of her brand's strappy heels! Orthosia came up with the party favors- mini jeweled bustier key charms!
Her favorite dessert is the cinnamon cashew baklava from Hollyhock's Bakery.
As far as her dating life goes, Rhapos's last serious relationship was with a merman named Marino. Lately she's been enjoying the single life, taking in the nightlife with Orthosia, Felis, & Kéfi. She even made out with her personal chef, a mortal man named Petros. Her interactions with Neicus (god of debate & appeal) have been more flirtatious.
She's traveled to the Underworld a few times to see fashion shows of The Moirai's fashion brand Apokomména Nímata, gushing over the avant garde embroidery & beading.
A guilty pleasure of hers are the piononos her daughter makes and brings for her whenever she visits Athens.
In her free time Rhapso loves working on new designs! She also enjoys shopping, dining out, going to the cinema, sailing, ballroom dancing, sewing (is a part of The Moirai's sewing/knitting circle), and clubbing.
Her favorite meal is pastitsio.
"Fashion is the armor to survive the reality of everyday life."
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etes-secrecy-post · 11 months
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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.
• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.
⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️
⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️
• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.
⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️
😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡
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Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓
Title: Bryan360's OC - Emme, Scottie, Windy & Jo
Here’s my May’s “Secret Art Trade” for my A-Pal, Bryan360/BryanVelasquez87. 🙂
• His OC trio has come to an end, with these Final three slots in one artwork. Or rather, "four" OCs because my A-Pal wants me to draw two OCs under one middle part. Nonetheless, here are the three OCs that my A-Pal asked for:
• Emme 🦌🌻: A lovable deer who's interested in flowers & seeing cute pictures that will be fitted through her smartphone. Not to mention, Jo's long-time friend & Maxwell's love interest.
• Jo🐆🏃‍♀️: Speaking of, here's Emme's best friend & Sam's love interest who can do fast on either track & field or in the wild through the landscapes of Africa (Hmm... From Morocco to South Africa... Can she handle the long mile?).
• Scottie 🐰📚🍌& Windy 🐰🎤: And finally, the father & mother of Maxwell, May & Sam (which is adopted). Scottie is an illustrator who can draw animated cartoons with his traditional art skills of paper & notepad. Plus, he's a huge fan of "Donkey Kong" when he was a childhood playing with his Nintendo game console. And, Windy is an amateur singer who can sing with her wonderful voice. No wonder, that she's a “Carrot Princess of Pop” from her throwback school years. Nowadays, since she's an adult stage, will she participate in the U.S. singing competition (you know, "American Idol", "The Voice", or "The X Factor")? Who knows?
Aww, man! His entire OCs are now complete! Yeah, even though, I've lost my other files, which I won't talk about it, but hey, I'm happy that I've drawn 34 OCs in 2 years! 😁📝🎨 And who knows? I predict, that my A-Pal will make a brand new OCs, in his future plan(s).
But for now, I deserved a toast to myself! 🥂😊
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Well, that’s all for now.🙂 If you haven’t seen my previous revamp digital artworks from this year, then I’ll provide some links down below.↓😉
Previous [Bryan360’s OC Trio]:
• Noteson, Brown & Wilson (Apr 9th, 2021)
• Sallie Chip, Choco & Jumbo - Revamped (June 13th, 2021)
• Heffy, Todd & Marco - Revamped (Aug 6th, 2021)
• Cheddars, Stripes & Bucky - Revamped (Aug 19th, 2021)
• Maxwell, May & Sam - Revamped (Sept 13th, 2021)
• Foofie, Oinks & Joey (Oct 11th, 2021)
• Ziggy, Bearo & Beara (Jan 25, 2022)
• The Red Panda Kids [Niu, Yuan, and Little Yang] (Apr 22, 2022)
• Leo, Mikey & Katie (Jul 10th, 2022)
• Batty Midnight, Jazzy & Cinnamon (Jan 25th, 2023)
Emme, Scottie, Windy & Jo are owned by @bryan360
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libbystcwart · 2 years
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MEET LIBBY STEWART!
Works at Polished Brass Market. Aspiring interior designer. Loves boutiques, small towns, and southern accents.
HER BIOGRAPHY!
As long as you’re someone who says pecan right, likes pet names, and ignores Libby stealing your fries – you’ll get along with her just fine. She’s a pretty laid back gal who enjoys movie nights with her friends, hanging out on her front porch swing, and listening to her favorite music.
HER PINTEREST!
HER CONNECTIONS!
HER HOUSE!
HER TINDER!
HER STATS!
BASICS
FULL NAME: elizabeth ‘libby’ marie stewart
NICKNAME: libby. you could call her any other variation of elizabeth, but she won’t respond.
GENDER: cis woman, she/her pronouns
DATE OF BIRTH: november 23, 1988
AGE: 34
HOMETOWN: thomasville, georgia
OCCUPATION: antique picker for the polished brass market, aspiring interior designer
RELIGION: christian, non practicing
ETHNICITY: white
LOCATION: merrock, maine
HOUSING: lives in a farmhouse that she fixed up in the rural countryside
RELATIONSHIPS
PARENTS
MOTHER: daisy stewart (momma)
MOTHER: robin stewart (ma)
SIBLINGS
BROTHER: benjamin stewart
SISTER: mallory stewart
SISTER: kallie stewart
CHILDREN: freida rose, deceased
OTHER FAMILY: tons of extended family
PETS: ruby, her dog. bacon, her pig. slim jim, her cat.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single
CURRENT PARTNER: none
PAST PARTNERS: lincoln scott, ex husband
PERSONALITY
POSITIVE TRAITS: loving, artistic, adventurous, motivating, intuitive, helpful, charismatic, loyal, generous, affectionate, compassionate, protective, resourceful, expressive.
NEGATIVE TRAITS: meddlesome, impatient, stubborn, opinionated, self-destructive, absent-minded, fickle, mischievous, self-doubting, spontaneous, guarded, cynical, faithless.
THINK OF: jess day (new girl), lorelai gilmore (gilmore girls), chandler bing (friends), leslie knope (parks and rec)
FAVORITE MOVIE: steel magnolias
FAVORITE SONG: light on by maggie rogers
FAVORITE EMOJI: 🙈
FAVORITE ANIMAL: bunnies
FAVORITE PERSON: her brother, benjamin  
FAVORITE HOBBIES:  scrolling through the missed connections page in craigslist, spending time looking through flea markets, learning how to fix a car herself so she doesn’t have to go to a mechanic, maybe secretly learning new dallas cowboys cheerleader dance routines from youtube videos in her bedroom when no one is watching?
LIKES: rainstorms, fireworks, poetry, small towns, dancing, photography, dogs, chocolate ice cream, flea markets, fresh flowers, taylor swift, candles, hanging out with friends, being extremely productive, sunsets, homemade meals, milkshakes, old movies, instagram, bubble baths, winning bets (and winning in general), cats, freshly baked pastries, getting her hair done, red wine, post-it notes, colorful pens, decorative pillows, road trips, animal prints, shopping, pinterest, magnolias, sunglasses, lana del rey, charm bracelets, citrus scents, being wrapped in a blanket, dipping french fries in ice cream, filled sketchbooks, cinnamon toast, braids, sleeping, long drives, clothes fresh out of the dryer, karaoke, thrift stores, long car rides, listening to the same album over and over again, big smiles, golden hour, the smell of coffee, fields of grass, fixer uppers, polaroids, blanket forts, southern accents, and worn out paperback books.
DISLIKES: cold weather, friends who don’t text back, conservative people, sweet potatoes, spiders, heavy conversations, change she can’t control, public speaking, putting sheets on a bed, hospitals, being told to calm down, wet socks, axe spray, math, therapists, being the center of attention, hearing people cough or sneeze, being awake before the sun rises, cemeteries, sitting in traffic, people who don’t say please and thank you, public restooms, loud sirens, big insects, golf, dating apps, dirty sheets, needles, feeling overwhelmed.
FUN FACTS ABOUT HER
She’s impatient, which stems from her being a very prompt person. If she expects something within a certain amount of time, she’ll be on the person to get it to her by then or will throw more or less of a fit. It’s a terrible way to be, especially now that she’s an adult, but she’s trying to shake herself out of it.
Ever since she was a little girl, Libby had a taste for theatrics. She was always spinning stories and telling them in an over-dramatic way. Her knack for exaggerating things often got her called a drama queen, but she didn’t mind. In her head, it was better than being boring. She was involved in theater when she was in school and played the lead once.
If she’s not working on a project then she’s most likely at home and just chilling in her room. She’s a homebody, so she’s usually laying on her bed with Fleetwood Mac in the background. You can also find her rummaging through things at flea markets or thrift stores. She likes hanging out and volunteering at animal shelters, too.
She naturally helps anyone that’s in need. She listens and makes sure people feel heard. Despite however many projects she is working on or how many things she’s worried about, if a friend needs her, she is able to turn off everything else and give them her full attention. And without a doubt, she puts everyone else before herself – almost to a fault. Or to a fault, you decide. It doesn’t matter if you’re her best friend or a stranger. Libby takes it upon herself to take care of everyone around her before even starting to think about what she needs. Her mom, Daisy, has always said she’s been that way.
When it comes to packing for a trip, Libby has a tendency to overpack. It isn’t out of a superfluous nature, either. Simply, her mind will wander and rationalize each and every item that gets put into her suitcase – even if the situation imagined is highly unlikely. “You never know,” she’ll say.
If we’re being honest, she’s not too fussed about how she looks. She always has soft and simple makeup, usually going for a more natural look. Libby’s hair is typically kept about past shoulder length and is blonde, as seen here. She’s been a blonde since high school. Her natural hair color is brown. she loves to play with braids, headbands, and updos. She has recently chopped her hair and added some bangs. However, she can be a bit insecure so she’ll hide behind the security blanket that is her hair. for her style, even when she was young, she knew she loved wearing flowers and dresses, so her outfits mostly consists of such. She’s just not one to spend an hour doing her makeup or hair, just because it takes up too much of her time.
In theory, Libby wants to be the type of person that’s friends with everyone. In reality, that’s a lot more difficult than it seems. Because of her past, she’s guarded and doesn’t let people in easily, so while she can be nice to someone she just met, she’s going to hold everyone at arm’s length unless they can worm their way into her heart. I’d like to think she has a tight knit group of friends that are like her ride or die and she’s lucky they put up with her, but other than that, I’m going to say there’s not a lot of close friends but she’d definitely have a lot of acquaintances and she’d make an effort to get to know people because she’s curious. Or just nosy, but same thing. 
PLOTTING FOR LIBBY!
An approximate timeline for Libby!
From birth to age 23: spent her life in Thomasville, Georgia
From 23 to 26: Boston, Massachusetts - attended MASSArt
From age 26 to present: Merrock, Maine
All of the friends. She has been in Merrock for years now and Libby likes being surrounded by good company. For that reason, she’s done a fairly good job with making herself a collection of friends since she got here. Libby’s nothing short of a handful, but she’s an honest sort with a pretty big heart who enjoys making others happy (or at least getting them to laugh). She can be everywhere at once when it comes to the company that she keeps, and because of that she probably doesn’t have many particularly close friends, but instead a large pool of friends or at least people she enjoys spending her time with (whether they feel the same about her or not).
While she can sometimes be a tad too intrusive, she rarely shares much about herself that she considers too 'heavy’. The kind of person that would suggest waving away issues instead of confronting them (or just jumping in headfirst without much thought), she’s probably not the best person to go to for solid advice but she does a good enough job of making those she cares about feel better, even if it’s only for a little while.
Surprisingly not that big on the party scene, but she does frequent such spaces since she likes having the company around, so she’s probably gathered a fair amount of party friends during her stay here.
Beware of Libby when she’s in a mood. She’s prone to jealousy, and is prickly when she feels that her freedom is being impeded upon. She hates to be told what to do and so anyone who tries will be met with her wicked temper. She can be quite aggressive and stubborn, which makes her a nightmare during arguments. She doesn’t know when to give up.
Complicated doesn’t even begin to cut what the love department has become for her. Outside of going on dates here and there and maybe one or two short-lived flings, Libby hasn’t really had too much of a love life since she moved to Merrock. While she’s always loved Lincoln, they’ve been separated for years now. She’d been hoping that Lincoln would follow her to Merrock to work out their differences. Lincoln’s her childhood love and high school sweetheart. They didn’t get together until high school, but he was her first kiss (a dare when she was eight) and pretty much first everything – including heartbreak. Truth is, she left him because they had too many issues and she pretty much gave up on them. Her need to leave Thomasville took over and he seemed to not want to leave their little town. She hasn’t had the heart to sign divorce papers, even though she knows she should. Now she’s planning on settling down again, but doesn’t know if it’ll be with her first love or someone new.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
IF YOU GO DOWN, I’M GOING’ DOWN TOO! - I would love for Libby to have a ride or die best friend in Merrock. Someone who she can confide in, who knows her deepest secrets, and her past. - LIVVY HARTMAN
YOU’RE DRUNK, GO HOME! - Became friends after a creep at the bar tried to make a move on one of them. They really didn’t get along before then for whatever reason, but became closer after that encounter.
YOUNGER SIBLING TYPE FRIENDSHIP - Basically a younger sibling to Libby. Someone who Libby is very protective of, and treats them as if they are family even if they aren’t.
WORKOUT BUDS - Libby is a huge fan of cycling and pilates. It helps her ease her mind if she’s had a busy week or if she’s been feeling her grief a little too much.
BAD BLOOD - For whatever reason, they absolutely cannot stand each other.
GOOD INFLUENCE - Someone that is a positive asset to her life. someone who helps her make the right decisions.
BAD INFLUENCE - They can convince her to do make poor decisions, and let loose a little too much, but they care for each other.
IN DISTRESS - They live right down the road from each other and whenever they need something, they’ll call each other.
YIN-YANG - They’re each other’s total opposite but they encourage and balance each other out. 
LOVE/HATE - They’re friends who get along, usually. Sometimes they’ll yell and fight but they typically always make up.
FLIRTATIONSHIP - They flirt a lot and maybe something could happen between them, but above all else, they really care for each other.
HOOKUP - While they get on just fine, they do spend an awful lot of time together at night and are two attractive people who can get bored.
EXES WHO ENDED ON BAD TERMS - They dated or were at least seeing each other at one point in time, but their relationship ended awfully because of something. Maybe because they found out Libby was still legally married? Who knows, we could always plot something out!
HER ESTRANGED HUSBAND, LINCOLN SCOTT - So, I’m definitely going to create a wanted connection for this once I get more settled in, but I’d really like to request Libby’s estranged husband. They were high school sweethearts who became teen parents. I’m sure there were periods of time where they were broken up or on a break (cue Ross Gellar screaming) that she canoodled with some other people, and now that they’ve been separated for quite some time, no doubt there has been some hookups and flings. She still loves her husband and wants to make it work, but she’s also a realist and knows that it might not happen. She’s at the stage where she needs to figure out if she needs to reach out to him or just move on from him completely.
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taughtdefense · 5 months
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you're sitting across from talia on the couch, a ceramic mug containing freshly-brewed coffee gripped tightly in your hands. it's a little too early to be up right now ( it's just barely a quarter past six in the morning ), but ciro, talia & nova just showed up at your apartment practically unannounced. you're seriously regretting giving ciro a fucking spare key. nova'd wanted to check on her sister & you, to see how you both were doing, & ciro came along for... support. or at least, his version of it. that just consists of concerned, comfortably dead silence. he's an eldritch of very few words; the first thing he said to you & tory upon walking into the apartment was that he'd go beat up robby, if that'd make you feel better. you told him not to, & he'd said nothing, which means fine, in ciro-speak.
you're just staring at talia without any emotion, & it's a little like you're waiting for her to speak first. tory is standing in the kitchen, cutting up some fresh apples for the apple cinnamon french toast you're going to prepare for your friends soon. nova is helping her sister with the meal prep & talking quietly with her, to keep her mind off of how shitty she currently feels. scarlett is on her way with ice cream, general post break-up snacks & feel-good movies, which is a godsend in tory's eyes. ciro is sitting in the chair next to talia, his knees drawn up to his chest as he looks intensely at you. he's trying to convey empathy like a normal human would, but there's a dissonance between his very vague, clinical understanding of the emotion & his ability to feel it ( or anything ), so it just looks like plain old pity. your best friend gets points for his attempt, though. you bring the mug up to your lips & take a sip, closing your eyes. you're retreating back into your shell, which isn't a good sign. not for any lifetime, but especially this one.
@vipersunion says ❝ talk to me, asshole. ❞
❝ ...why ? ❞ you inquire flatly, not even blinking at her. ❝ there's nothing to talk about, tals. ❞ robby broke up with the two of you, & as break ups tend to go, it was only a slightly messy one. there wasn't any screaming, nothing was thrown, no crying or begging for him to stay. you'd seen tory wipe away a few tears from her cheeks during dinner, but that was it. you've not been human for as long, but it seems that break ups are practically a rite of passage in a teenaged relationship. but thanks to extenuating circumstances at the fucking water park of all places, the three of you broke up.
( there's only one exception you can think of to the typical teenaged break ups happening, & that's emma's relationship with her fiancés. if anything, their relationship has gotten stronger because of the karate war & the dojo drama. it's goddamn commendable. )
you & tory have been out of sorts since yesterday's break up. when tory woke up this morning, she'd instinctively reached over your chest to grab robby's hand in her own, only to be met with empty, cold sheets. tears had formed in her eyes almost immediately, but she refused to let them fall, probably to make it seem like she was okay, despite you being able to literally sense otherwise. after that, she couldn't fall back asleep, so she started her morning early... only for nova to inform her via text that she, ciro & talia were literally in the middle of taking the fucking elevator up to the fifth floor, & scarlett would be on her way sometime soon.
as for you, you've been quieter since the break up & a little distant, ( ignoring phone calls & texts from your friends, which is a big red flag that something is wrong, because you're you ). tory's been a little snippy with everyone, including cosima, which is unheard of. cosima had stopped by the apartment last night when you'd sent her the text that tory'd specifically asked to vent to her ( dojo alliances aside ), but left after tory fell asleep in your arms on the couch. she'd offered to stay,. but you told her to head back home because it was late.
❝ it's just a break up, i'm fine. seriously. ❞ you insist, but your nearly robotic tone tells her otherwise. you look over at nova when you hear the elder nichols sister laugh lightly, & tory cracks a very small smile in return. progress. while you're distracted, ciro takes the opportunity to glance at talia while you're distracted. a slight grimace momentarily crosses his features, & he shakes his head ever-so-slightly. you sense the movement... something ciro is painfully aware of. neither eldritch comments on it.
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n00bkanaya · 1 year
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shadow the hedgehog after like the tenth time in eight episodes of only getting to yell at sonic for five seconds before having to go back to floating around in the shatterspace void for days
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tarotenvelhecida · 2 years
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Hi, Welcome Back !!!! How are you? I hope today has been treating you well💓. I’m a big fan of poetry and I was wondering if I can play your intuitive-poetry game. I liked and reblogged the post.
Something I ♥️: I love taking care of people. I love seeing the smile on their faces when I make their day easier. I love helping to ease someone’s mind when they’re going through something. I like seeing them become calm when the weight is finally lifted off their shoulders. I like providing people with comfort and a safe space to relax and really be themselves: no judgement. Just full acceptance and peace.
Hello! For you I got Great Things Have Happened, by Alden Nowlan. Here's the full text.
We were talking about the great things / that have happened in our lifetimes; / and I said, "Oh, I suppose the moon landing was the greatest thing that has happened in my time." / But, of course, we were all lying. / The truth is the moon landing didn't mean / one-tenth as much to me as one night in 1963 / when we lived in a three-room flat in what once had been / the mansion of some Victorian merchant prince / (our kitchen had been a clothes closet, I'm sure), / on a street where by now nobody lived / who could afford to live anywhere else. / That night, the three of us, Claudine, Johnnie and me, / woke up at half-past four in the morning and ate cinnamon toast together.
from my intuitive game: send me an ask with something you love & i'll give a poem that resembles you.  
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fruit-teeth · 3 years
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I don’t mean to talk shit abt the tf2 fandom but like I have no clue what content you people like
For real I could put my heart and soul into an extremely detailed and beautiful fanfic and it would get 2 notes. But then I could also make a shitpost about Medic and Heavy eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch out of each other’s ears and it would probably get 3,000 notes
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ghost-in-theory · 5 years
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I ate cinnamon toast for the first time in seven years.
It was August the last time I had it. My dad was dying. My family and I watched him these last few months, withering down to the barest recognizable pieces of a man.
He was proactive. He had cleared out his desk at work, made sure his life insurance was set, picked out his grave spot.
These preparations, I imagine, made it a little easier for him. Important errands to run. A checklist of items to run through before a quickly approaching deadline.
During his last weeks, his mind started to deteriorate as well as his body. Stage Four. My mom theorized (or knew, probably) that the tumors had reached his brain. I felt better thinking that his many prescriptions kept him away from reality. In the last days, there would only be glimpses of the man that raised me.
I was the only one home. It was a thursday. I was told by my mom not to give him a laptop if he was lucid enough to ask for one. His meds made her nervous about what he would do. I gave him one anyways.
He put The Twilight Zone on TV, but wasn’t watching. He made plans to meet up with his cousin, and liked “Michelle Obama” on facebook. I stuck around. My dad was there, in the room. Dying, and in a lot of pain, but present.
He was hungry. He didn’t have enough strength to go downstairs for something. He asked me to get him cereal. I did. He couldn’t eat it.
Then he asked for cinnamon toast.
I went back down to the kitchen, and popped four pieces of 12 grain bread into the toaster. Grabbed the Tupperware container of cinnamon-sugar we kept in our house, cut a small piece off a stick of butter, and made some toast.
For several hours, we sat together. We didn’t talk much. We just watched The Twilight Zone and ate some cinnamon toast.
He died two days later.
It was his last time lucid.
It was his last meal.
I haven’t watched an episode of The Twilight Zone since.
But I regularly eat cinnamon toast.
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ronandreams · 5 years
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y’all tried chocolate toast crunch? it has changed my life 
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catchylove · 6 years
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life is a constant struggle between wanting the kids to eat healthy but wanting all the sugary bad stuff for myself
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caroloftheshells · 4 years
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just realized troian bellisario and troye sivan are two different people
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