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frankiesweird · 1 month
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Anyone else hate when they have to wash their clothes and/or bedsheets because it will make them all stiff and get rid of the smell and comfort?
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castielss · 2 years
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It’s about the bowlegs. Thooose bowlegs
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silverchqriot · 5 months
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there's a certain primal urge this image has just hit me with. if i said what i am thinking out loud during the 1600s i would be executed. i look at this image and i feel like i've ascended to a higher, hornier plane. amen
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tarantula-teeth · 1 month
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🔥 writing!
FEED YOUR DARLINGS.
I think the phrase “kill your darlings” is useless. People reveal more of themselves in their writing than they realize. I always think about this one time when I shared my work with two friends in “the real world”. Watching their faces kind of twist as they had to reconcile the bleeding, limping, hurt thing I left on the pages with the person they were sitting across from made my stomach hurt.
For a while, this encounter made it hard for me to write. I measured everything I wrote, made efforts to ensure it was ‘normal’ or at least less ‘weird’. Unfortunately, I am very weird and, for every leak of this weirdness I plugged up, it still slipped through the floor boards in ways I didn’t anticipate. Writing is turning your insides outsides. Pieces of yourself you didn’t even know you had are prised out and displayed by accident. You learn who you are by writing, if you’re doing it correctly.
So, I think people reveal more of themselves in their writing than they realize. But the beauty of it all is: Every person on the planet is weird. And when you read something that compliments your particular strangeness, you feel less alone. So, my unpopular opinion is to write what crawls out of you and find a way to love it and cherish it because it’s your truth. Don’t prune your writing too much. If some character or moment is unbalancing your story and you think it would flow better to nix that element, DON’T.
Wonder to yourself: Why is this character crawling out of me? Why do I feel a need to create this plot point? What need is it validating/satisfying/coddling? Be authentic in writing because others will resonate with that genuineness.
Send me a “🔥” for an unpopular opinion.
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amatopunkish · 2 years
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i think you can be both amatopunk and lovepunk, actually
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vanemando15 · 2 years
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The Cabin in the Mountain
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Pairing: Frankie Morales x fem!reader
Warnings: Angst, break-up and some fluff
Word Count: 1080
A/N:  My first one shot in general never written a story at all. I figured I start small with @writer-wednesday. Thanks to @musings-of-a-rosefor giving me the courage to do this. Something new to add to my hobbies. Please show some love if you enjoy this :)
The streets are cold and wet as you are driving up to the mountains to head to the cabin one last time. You felt that the weather was connecting with how you felt at the moment as you were driving. The only words that were close to how you felt were “Cold and alone”. Your heart had felt like it was cut with a knife. 
You didn't have it coming. 
The betrayal after so many years together. You gave up everything to be with him and now you are all alone. You bring down the windows of your 1974 Dodge Challenger R/T like that you can hear the sounds of the winter air hoping that it will bring you some peace of mind as you are driving up. 
The cabin on Drowsy Mountain came about when Frankie presented you with this idea to have a staycation house. After they came back from that mission in Colombia Santi bought a cabin and quickly told Frankie to get one as well. At first you weren’t sure about the idea of having another house but Frankie wanted to have a place to escape every once and a while. The driving distance was only half an hour from the city and it always looks like it's snowing there. These were the things that Frankie told you to convince you about the cabin. Didn't take much for you to say yes.  This cabin was going to be the future of you and Frankie. Something to look forward to every week and make memories along the way. 
The drive was something you would see in a travel magazine. Only one way in, one way out. The trees from the forest were tall with bright green leaves in spring time. The mountains you can see from all sides and just like Frankie said they looked like it was always snowing. You experienced all the seasons in this cabin. The cabin was something that came out of the magazine. Coming to the cabin made you explore things that you never thought of doing like writing. This cabin became a place where you looked forward to coming and just escaping the normality of the city.  
One weekend Frankie had a surprise for you. He had sent you to do a couple of errands which you had found very old but when you returned to the cabin you had found the cabin filled with rose petals and candles. This was the night that he proposed to you. 
After a year you and Frankie married and life couldn't get any better. The typical Morales weekend consisted of heading up to the cabin and just forgetting the rough week you had at your accounting firm and Frankie’s helicopter tour company. Going up the streets it just felt right. Windows down as you liked to go up to like that you felt the cold breeze. Frankie hated having the windows down because he would say it would dirty the R/T but you didn’t care. Driving up gave you the opportunity to hear nature at its best. You would be able to see the trees and every once and a while catch a deer running through the forest.
There were weekends that you would go on your own to just write. Other weekends the boys would go up with Frankie to go fishing at the local lake. But on most weekends it was just you and him. Sitting by the fire caressing each other and showing one's love to one another. 
But today driving up to the cabin it felt different. Memories kept coming to you as you were driving. All you could think of was how Frankie loved to kiss your shoulders and your neck slowly and call you “My Bambina” and constantly tell you “I love you”. Making love by the fire endlessly and wishing that the weekends would never end. His touch is all you can remember and you pass your hands through your neck.
But life can’t always be perfect as they say. After 2 years of marriage things started getting complicated. The trips to the cabin were cut short to never. The arguments increased and the separation began. During the last confrontation Frankie storms out and you don't hear about him for 3 days. Worried sick you were. 
Where can he be? 
Is he ok? 
He doesn't answer his phone? 
Should I call Santi? 
Benny? 
What should I do? 
After a week without communication he shows up to the house. With tears in your eyes you run to him and hold on tightly to his chest. His reaction was motionless; he didn't hug you back. You question why he went away, what led him to do this, what's wrong. With sadness in his eyes he tells you “ I can’t do this anymore”. WIthout explanation he slowly lets you go and walks out. You are left with the sensation of him in your hands as he walks away.
What just happened?
What is going on?
Just like that the next day he comes to pick up his stuff and drives off with no word to you.
The coldness of pain runs through your veins. What did you do to deserve this? How can life be so cruel and harsh? All you can do is cry to let your emotions out but it doesn't solve the issue.
The day you are given the divorce papers is when reality hits hard and you don't think you can overcome the pain and anxiety. 
Months have passed. Tears have been cried all you can do is think how can i move forward with life. Frankie left you the cabin so you decided that you were going to sell it because you did not want to endure the memories that the cabin had on your life so you decided to go up to it one last time. 
You pack a bag, get in your car and ride up the cold streets and check out the views of mountains because they always look like they have snow all the time. 
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kleinemuisje · 2 years
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Last episode of House of the Dragon was crazy enough and then I go on Wikipedia and find out Aegon is played by David Tennant’s son…
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princessnoctis · 2 years
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just a little bit annoyed that people seem to like emma significantly more than kaitlyn. kaitlyn is way cooler than emma imo and also not a total bitch 🫤
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jasontoddssuper · 2 years
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Happy tdov,Ichigo and Orihime are trans and in love!!
First is a transmasc nonbinary flag and second is a transfem nonbinary flag!Both by @aroaesflags
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I am just a constant flow of tears today. I need to study. I need to work but it is so hard to focus. It is so hard to do. I am hungry but can’t eat. I want love and attention so badly but I don’t know how to ask for it. I want comfort and love and community and help. I want to be helped. Please someone help me.
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colorbandiits · 2 years
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Well guess who got last minute tickets to the MBMBAM show tonight in Portland!
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frankiesweird · 7 months
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Dwayne’s defo either an ass or thigh man
Marko is a tit man. No questions asked
David is probs a thigh or tit man but I’m not sure
Paul is also a tit man. Again, no questions asked
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castielss · 1 year
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who wants to be tagged in a pedro pascal edit??
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silverchqriot · 1 month
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seeing Brook for the first time like wow. i really hope I don't venture into Undertale ectoplasm dick territory. and then a few weeks later i do exactly that......... i can't take this anymore i need to stop falling for skeletons
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tarantula-teeth · 2 months
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Hello, have you written the onlyfans Steter AU that you previewed Oct '23, yes/no? I thought the preview was very sweet and wanted to leave a proper fic comment if it's on ao3. Thanks.
Hello :) it’s still a WIP but it will eventually be published. I’m making myself finish the bending back rewrite
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amatopunkish · 10 months
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oh god so i finally reopened the "me being trans" conversation w/ my mum after like.. over 1.5 years? and i said in making her watch some videos bc MAN does she have so many (gender critical skewed) misconceptions about trans people. in return, she's decided i have to listen to some podcast episodes too... of joe rogan. and jordan peterson. and im just.... like yeah, ill do it. but also hnnngggh oh god.
it's a little funny tho bc one of the joe rogan episodes is about abigail shrier and i sent her a few videos from a series that breaks down shrier's book very effectively from a cog psych perspective. so.
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