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cardsharksplayingames · 5 months
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Just thinking about Taylor saying over and over again that writing music and performing songs for us and seeing us relate to them has been her coping mechanism for years, her clinging to that piano in the cardigan music video, her begging us to make new memories with her in those stadiums all summer long, all while she was singing her little heart out during surprise songs that were so clearly aligned with her emotions…… thinking about how we’ve carried her through before and how we changed all too well for her over the years
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critter-casey · 3 months
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“Feeling All Mushy” (digital illustration) — CW
Happy Valentine’s Day!
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Seems Like A Bit Much.
Written with permission from @howlingday
Jaune was resting in his dorm room at Beacon with the lights off. It had been a good day so far, and he was feeling pleased with himself.
He hadn't been picked on by Cardin yet, his training with Pyrrha had gone without a hitch, and his girlfriend was calm and happy - which was a first.
'Normally, she's excited and happy.' He thought.
He didn't mind her either way.
Jaune had more energy than Ren, so he could easily keep up with Nora. But all the same, he only had so much energy, and with school taking up most of his time, dividing his into all things was slowly taking its toll on him.
'Man, I don't even get how Ren does it. And he's half-asleep a lot!' He mused.
But right now, it wasn't a problem. He had a free period after Lunch, and was using the opportunity to have a nice long rest.
Normally, he'd go to the gym to get some exercise, but Beacon was noisy, and right now, Jaune wanted a quiet break.
And yes, Jaune was dating Nora, and so had been for a few months now. He still wasn't sure how it happened. All he knew was that it had, and Ren approved.
Pyrrha was a different story, but she was okay with that as well.
Jaune was grateful, and happy. He liked Nora. She was a fun-loving girl, if a little extreme from time to time. Her hugs were amazing too; Jaune actually liked feeling squished like a rubber duck every now and again.
Sometimes, it was what he needed.
Just then, the door slammed open.
"HELLO HOUSE!" Cheered Nora, "I HAVE RETURNED!"
Jaune smiled. Hearing her voice was always a pleasure.
"Hi Nora." He chuckled, not getting up from the bed.
Nora's bombastic smile split into a mischievous cat-like grin, and with a wiggle of her hips, she bounded into the room and pounced on Jaune.
"OOF!" Jaune gasped as the bed creaked beneath him.
"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee~." Nora straddled him, delighted, "Hi Jauney."
"Nora . . ." Jaune patted her head, "Do you always have to mount me like this whenever I'm lying down?"
He knew she liked hearing him speak like that, but Nora pouted adorably.
"Don't you like it?" She asked,
"Not when I'm trying to breathe." Jaune answered,
"But you're ALWAYS trying to do that!" She protested,
"When you're hugging me, I'm not." He tilted his head to look at her face.
Nora tried to keep pouting, but Jaune had answered cleverly, like always.
"Smart-meanie." She turned her nose up, the cat-like expression on her face quietly creeping back on.
Jaune chuckled again.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He tried, "I'll let you crush me with your gloriously thunderous thighs whenever you want-"
That brought her back.
"AND WELL YOU SHOULD." Nora pressed the tip of her nose into Jaune's.
This was something else they liked doing together. While they did share regular kisses, the Mantlan Smoochie - Nora's personal dubbing - was something she enjoyed endlessly.
It was intimate, but not something you needed a break to breathe from. And made snuggle sessions with Jaune, the superior comfort activity.
Unless you rubbed your noses together too hard and too long, then it would chafe. Jaune had found that out the hard way and started putting lotion on his nose every night after he took a shower.
Jaune and Nora gazed into each other's eyes for what felt like an age, breathing down their faces as if they were trying to smell them. Neither could tire of staring into worlds their eyes hid through distance and darkness.
Nora's eyes were a gorgeous oceany teal.
Jaune's eyes were a beautiful, cloudy night sky.
It was an elegant correlation, so Weiss had declared when she heard them describing their irises.
After a few more minutes of staring and heavy breathing, Jaune couldn't help himself.
"Mlem." And he stuck out his tongue,
"BLAH!" Nora jerked back up, rubbing her cuff against her upper lip.
Jaune laughed.
"Ew! Jaune, what have I told you about that!" Nora hadn't liked it at all,
"Aw, c'mon," Jaune sat up at last, "It didn't even touch you then!"
Nora wanted to lecture him, but she couldn't. Jaune's smile was disarming, and she knew he meant no harm, he never did. And he was right, his tongue hadn't reached her.
This was an ick she just had.
She didn't mind the idea of being licked. Having private time together meant hands and mouths would wander, so it was okay then. But her face was a no-lick zone as far as she was concerned - unless it was a dog or a cat who did the licking, then it was fine.
"Whatever." She put her hand on his face and pulled her fingers back.
*Thwack!*
"Ah-!" Jaune recoiled and ruefully felt his forehead.
"Remember Jauney, no tongue." She booped his nose,
"Okay, okay, I get it." He relented,
"Good boy." Nora's cat-like smile returned,
"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-" Jaune blushed as his mouth spread into a goofy smile.
Nora laughed. She sometimes forgot how much Jaune liked being called sweet names like that.
"You're lucky you're so cute." And she pecked his nose before laying down next to him.
Nora snaked one arm under Jaune's back and draped the other across his chest, and he did the same to her.
"So-" She nuzzled his face, "What'cha doin'?"
Jaune yawned.
"Ahh, just takin' a breather." He nuzzled her back, "It's loud outside."
"I hear ya." Nora understood and nodded, "You wanna lay here until next period?"
"Yeah, sure-" Jaune stopped short and looked at her, "Hol' up, don't you have class right now?"
Once again, Nora’s cat-like expression returned.
"Not if they don't find me." She gently bit his ear lobe,
"Ah~!" Jaune gasped, "Nora . . ."
"What~," Nora breathed into his ear, "do you seriously wanna miss out on spending time with your awesome, sexy girlfriend?"
Jaune tried not to get too excited; hot, sweet whispers really got him going.
He knew Nora needed to get to class. It was her dream to be a Huntress too, and he wanted to see that happen. After all, he still wanted to be a Huntsman himself.
Still, Jaune sighed. He knew he couldn't really stop Nora in the end.
"No . . ." He admitted with a sigh, "I don't want to miss that."
"Thennnnn~?" She pressed her nose into his cheek.
Jaune let out a breathy chuckle; he never thought his face could be ticklish until Nora showed him. He just pulled Nora closer and pecked her cheek.
"Now, that's better." Nora hugged him tightly back.
They stayed like that for a little while.
"Hey, can I use your scroll for something?" Nora asked,
"I don't know, can you?" Jaune teased,
"Ah- dude . . ." Nora was not impressed,
"Bwa-ha-ha-ha!" Jaune wrinkled his nose as he laughed, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, of course you may."
"Mmmmmm- nom~." Nora bit Jaune's face,
"YOW!" He yelped and tried to squirm away, giggling.
Nora wouldn't let him. She didn't like it when he made these kinds of little jokes.
'Who even cares about properly using "may" or "can" anyways?' She thought.
"Nora, please!" Jaune wheezed, still squirming around, "I can't breathe anymore!!"
Contrary to what you might expect, Nora knew when enough was enough. She had always known about Jaune’s ticklish face, but never took full advantage of it.
At last, she let him go, and Jaune pulled out his scroll. Nora watched with interest as he entered the PIN. She never memorized it, though. Nora knew all relationships worked on trust, and a person's scroll PIN was private.
She also heard horror stories about girls who demanded to go through their boyfriend's devices to see whether they'd been cheating.
Nora dreaded turning out like one of those girls.
Jaune didn't deserve that.
He was a sweetie.
The homescreen flared to life, and the background, Nora spotted something.
"Hey, who's that?" She asked,
"Huh?" Jaune looked, "Where-"
"There!" And she pointed,
"Ah-" Jaune lowered his brows when he saw, "Nora, that's just you."
He was right. It was a picture he had taken of Nora on their first date night. They saw the new Spruce Willis movie, and had a lovely pancake supper at IHOP. After that, they decided to go for a walk on the 'funside', where all manner of entertainment venues were established.
It had all been great fun, they both agreed that one of the crane machines at the Arcade needed an adjustment and wound up seriously upsetting the staff. That made Nora angry, so she decided to teach them a lesson.
Even Jaune wasn't strong enough to hold her back, and now they were both banned from that arcade.
"BAAAAGH!" Nora blared like an airhorn,
"Ow." Jaune deadpanned,
"Wrong answer." Nora had mastered that ridiculous cat-like smirk,
"Uh, how?" Jaune wanted to know,
"The correct answer is," Nora paused impressively, "My 'super cute, absolutely adorable, too-beautiful-to-be-compared, big-booty, big-tiddie, ultra-mega-special-wifey', Nora~!"
Jaune gave her a funny look.
"That- . . . That seems like a bit much . . ." He remarked.
Nora looked offended.
"Ye- but- the- Whaddiyou mean?!" She demanded,
"Weren't you just awesome and sexy a few minutes ago?" Jaune easily returned,
"I'm allowed to upgrade!" Nora persisted,
"What, did you find a secret checkpoint or something?" Jaune smirked,
"You're my frikken' secret checkpoint, dummy!" Nora pouted and pressed her face against him,
"Okay, okay, okay!" Jaune pulled her close and rubbed her back to soothe her, "I get it. I'll call you that from now on then."
Nora pouted in his arms.
"You better." She said petulantly.
"Okay, I will." Then Jaune paused,
"Well?" Nora raised an expectant eyebrow,
". . . What was the whole thing again?" He asked hopefully, "I gotta put it in my scroll now."
Nora stopped her pouting.
"Super cute, absolutely adorable, beautiful-beyond-compare, big-booty-big-tiddie, ultra-mega-special-wifey." She rattled off only too well,
"Helluva mouthful." Jaune shook his head, and changed the name of Nora's scroll contact.
Nora had the perfect comeback.
"I bet you've taken bigger things in yours, though." She grinned,
"'EY-YO!" Jaune nearly sat upright, but Nora kept him down.
"Bwa-ha-ha-ha~!" She cackled, "GOT'EM!"
"D'oh, you . . ." Jaune couldn't even try being firm with her now.
And so they lay there for a little while longer. But after a minute or two of browsing Jaune's scroll, Nora fidgeted uncomfortably.
"No, but seriously." She peered at him, "I'm not too much for you, am I?"
Jaune was confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked,
"Like," Nora voiced her concern, "am I too exciting, or too energetic, or-"
"No, Nora." Jaune set his scroll down on the bed and gave her a tight hug, "I promise you're not that bad."
"I'm not?" Nora felt relieved,
"No, you're not." Jaune smiled into her forehead, "I do have moments where I think you're just a little too much, but at the end of the day, it's nothing I can't adjust to."
Nora's heart sank a little.
". . . Like . . .?" She had to know,
"Like what?" Jaune tilted his head,
"Like, what moments are you talking about." Nora dreaded to hear what he said next,
"Oh!" Jaune pondered, "Well, there's one thing I'm still working on."
". . . Yeah . . .?" The suspense was killing her,
"Waking up." Jaune smirked as if it were obvious, "I'm not an early bird like you."
"Ah- . . . Huh?" That wasn't the answer Nora had expected.
Then again, she supposed it could have been worse. That helped a little, but her smile didn't return. Jaune spotted this.
"Hey, cheer up." He nuzzled her forehead, "It's not a bad thing."
"Are you sure?" Nora eyed him doubtfully,
"Of course!" Jaune promised, "It's just one little thing we need to adjust to. Sorry- that I need to adjust to."
He amended quickly.
"Hrmm . . . okay . . ." Conceded Nora,
"But you know what that means, right?" Jaune gave her a playful look.
Nora pursed her lips to the side.
"I guess that means I have to start sleeping in?" She asked,
"No, it means I have to get used to waking up earlier than you!" Jaune gave her a Mantlan Smoochie.
Nora's eyes lit up.
Was this a challenge?
Was he REALLY challenging her?
. . .
Oh.
. . .
OH.
. . .
. . .
OHHHH!
OH, IT WAS ON NOW.
"No, you won't!" Nora straddled him again and returned the smoochie, "Then I'll have to get up EVEN EARLIER THAN YOU!"
Jaune laughed.
"At this rate, we're gonna have stay up all night!" Jaune countered.
That made Nora laugh too.
"Then that's just what we'll do!" She declared,
"Stay up all night?" Jaune was surprised,
"Yup!" Nora popped the "p".
Jaune shook his head with a happy smile.
"Fine by me." He agreed, "As long as we're both staying up together."
"Together . . ." Nora smiled back.
Yeah.
They liked the sound of that.
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birdietrait · 4 months
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thank you again to everyone who tagged me in a simblr gratitude post 😭 i’m so happy to be part of this community <33
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fentrashcat · 4 months
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So until Friday the 22nd, I Want to Love the Thunder is a available as a free ebook on Amazon as a little birthday/week thing.
It's a short read, and some poems are CERTAINLY better than others, but if you have some time to kill, please check it out!
Since I'm doing this I wanted to talk a bit about like why I chose to publish something I'm not the best at, but it'll probably get rambly 🤣
I have been writing fiction since I was in third grade, and have always had an interest in story telling. When I was younger, a lot of times a majority of my friends existed in the pages of a book, or sometimes in my head. I was the kid skipping recess to read, or escaping to the library when I finished my work early.
Come seventh grade, I began writing "novels" (never finished), and short stories with a focus on fantasy and some sci-fi. This was also a really dark point in my depression, and my stories were my only escape. I also remember a teacher asking me what I wanted to be in the future I said "there's no want to, I'm GOING to be an author." When she asked what if I couldn't do that, I replied "then I will be a failure."
As well as writing these stories that I only shared with my friends, I discovered fan fiction. Other than just reading it obsessively, I began to write some as well, and got some attention. I adored interacting with the people who read my stories and made requests, and it made me want to share my own stories even more. Side Note- even if you think your writing is cringe and you dont want to work on it anymore, leave it up. I deleted this account bc "cringe" and I still really regret it, because I lost the encouragement and kind comments along with my cringe. Not to mention probably ~600 pages of work, and a shit ton of personal "milestone" notes that I added at the end of chapters.
I wrote CONSTANTLY in high-school, but I had a problem- I could never finish a story. I very often would write 30-50 pages, and lose interest. Even my most prolific work is unfinished, despite having well over 300 pages of writing and rewriting, and the most world building I have ever done.
As of now, I have about 55 WIPs, and countless that have been deleted or lost (NEVER USE YOUR SCHOOL ACCOUNTS FOR THINGS YOU WANT TO KEEP BTW). I Want to Love the Thunder is my "I can do this".
I have a complicated relationship with poetry, but I realized that this is something I could finish. It's a start. Hopefully, especially since my school fell through, I Want to Love the Thunder is just the first of many, although I'll probably stick with fantasy instead of poetry lol. If there is a next one, maybe I'll do short stories, and build my way to novels, or (in the case of my largest WIP) even series.
I know that being a full time author is rare, or really difficult, but I still love writing, and it lets me share a peice of myself with others, and maybe a way to leave SOME kind of legacy in the world, even if it's never read, it's out there. A tiny peice of my soul is forever available to others to see, even if it's just one person. This is my whisper in the void of existence.
I got mushy and rambly, which is kind of funny considering a lot of the poems in the book or just silly or stupid things 😅. Thank you so much of you've read this far, and thank you double if you check out my book.
TL;DR- I published a book in a style that I'm not great at, just to prove to myself I could, and so that maybe 100 years from now, someone who's never met me can see a sliver of myself.
This is more than likely the last post I will make about I Want to Love the Thunder, because even though i want it to be seen, its also kind of scary to be seen. If you want to check it out after the free promotion it will be 2.99, or free on Kindle unlimited, ebook only as of now.
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suizokukans · 7 months
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i would like... to ship my ocs .. (holds them out)
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grateful for all of my fellow bisexuals and fandom girlies that are in this cozy corner of tumblr! hope your having a great thanksgiving if you celebrate and remember that if your family is driving you crazy you always have a found family here 🖤
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sh9dyguy · 1 year
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Glossed out 📺♾💚
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euesworld · 1 year
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"When you kiss me, my body turns to mush.. when you hug me, my heart turns to mush. But when you love me, my soul turns to mush. Now I know the meaning of mush on, cause I'm just mush walking through this life with you.."
I don't mean to be mushy but I really love you - eUë
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draculas-husband · 1 year
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1 year ago, today, I moved in with my best friend, my partner, my love; @sosei ❤️ And I can honestly say that overall, despite all the low points and challenges we faced, I honestly could not be happier. I love living with someone who helps me grow and who is willing to accept me for who I am, flaws and all.
I realize, now more than ever, that you are my home and that no matter where we end up, I know that I want to grow old with you and spend the rest of my life loving you. ❤️ So thank you, beloved. Thank you for being you, for loving me and for being willing to build a home with me. 💖
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littlebittywildflower · 9 months
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I need you to understand that he is my entire world. I would destroy everything, even myself, to get back to him If we were ever parted. He is my Sun. My Apollo. My everything. When I married that man I gave him my very soul for the safekeeping.
Nothing else romantic exists in his presence. When I am in front of him, his light wraps me in warmth and nothing else matters. I simply do not want anyone else. I don’t believe I ever will.
I just want to live in his light for the rest of my life. Where I am loved. Where I am safe. Where I finally belong.
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Happy "I've been in my pajamas all day and feel like a mush person" Saturday
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Jerry - Don't Give Up the Ship
Lookin like the adorable elementary kid taking their first school photo that he is
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muthwoom · 1 year
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let’s go decompose
you can grow mushrooms with me
let’s go decompress
and find our rest beneath the trees
they’ll mark our graves with stray sun rays
nothing else i’ll ever need
so say you’ll stay and rot away
in the woods with me
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eddieschains · 1 year
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anyways, happy 3 year anniversary to me and my lover 🥰
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wynnnxy · 1 month
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Baobei!
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sagewhite · 1 year
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Everytime I see you it fills me with an intense need to love. I need to pour my love into you. I need to hold you and tell you how loved you are and how just you existing moves me in ways nothing in this world ever has. You are amazing just being you. You are beautiful just aa you are.
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