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blacksailsgf · 13 hours
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the way they need to peel the years between them with teeth
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apocryphics · 15 days
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but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!
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ghostbeam · 7 months
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charcoal artist!dabi x reader, first meeting, takes place before the other drabbles, he is a bit of a creep, his feelings sort of boarder on obsession, dabi is taller than you, suggestive language at the very end but it’s barely anything
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He’s staring at you.
Eye’s flickering in between you and the spiral sketchbook in his lap. Concentrated, eyebrows furrowed, hand flying furiously across the page. You aren’t sure how you hadn’t noticed him before with his dark hair sticking in all different directions, black boots heavy on the grass, sapphire eyes piercing, lost in you, in the page. No one’s ever looked at you like this, you think. 
You’re trying to be discreet, looking back down at your book when you see his eyes rise from the page. You’re not retaining a single bit of information as you’re suddenly focused on what he might think of you, how much of you he’s noticed, if you’re sitting weird, if your face looks wrong while reading. You think he’s cute, pretty, almost delicate, all eyelashes. 
You turn the page, not having read the previous one, and then look back up at him. Except this time, your eyes meet. Your breath hitches. It’s a little bit electrifying, paralyzed by his stare like you’re the one who got caught instead of the other way around.
Dabi feels his jaw fall open slightly at the sight of you, staring straight at him. Had you seen him? Did you know? He watches you close your book, not even checking to mark your place. You stand up, still looking at him. Dabi feels his heart drop to his stomach. You’ll call him a creep. You’ll run away. 
“Can I see?” He doesn’t know how he hadn’t noticed you getting closer. You’re all he can focus on, but you’ve surprised him. Can I see? Dabi thinks about the first time he saw you, right under that same tree, some text book bigger than his body sat in your lap. He felt the breath knocked out of him like some lovesick sap, not like himself. He didn’t even know you, but god, he wished for you. He did, like some idiot standing in the middle of the walkway closing his eyes and wishing on nothing, wishing on, well, you. 
Standing in front of him now, he sees now more than he ever has before that you’re every piece of art he’s ever loved all wrapped up in one. One portrait of you would be enough to satisfy him for a life time.
Only that’s not true, because he hasn’t been able to stop drawing you. It’s not enough, to sit across from you and capture your likeness in strokes of black charcoal. Over and over and over again, your cheeks, and your hair, and your lips in a pout, and your eyebrows all pinched. He can’t get enough. It’s almost miserable, except it’s heaven. 
And now here you are, standing over him and looking at him expectantly. Part of him wants to hide it away, keep it for himself, but that’s not fair because it’s you. It really belongs to you, should be yours, but Dabi is nothing if not a little possessive. 
Standing this close to him, you can see all of him, the pink puckered skin that spreads over him in various spots, the bit of black around his fingertips, the sun shining in his eyes. God, his eyes are blue. Could that color ever be mixed, replicated, brushed onto a canvas and still make you feel the way looking into his eyes right now does? You don’t think it could, and you don’t see the point in asking the man who works with charcoal before you. 
“It’s me, right? You’ve been, um, looking over there, so I thought…” You speak, suddenly afraid that it wasn’t you he was focused on. The thought of him being lost in the scenery on the campus behind you suddenly makes more sense than him paying so much attention to you, but there’s no mistaking that his eyes were on you the last time you looked up. 
“It’s you.” He manages to speak, suddenly very conscious of the rasp in his own voice. “You—I’ve seen you sitting there. Couldn’t help myself I guess.”
It’s one way to explain it, definitely less creepy than the fact that he saw you and felt like he might die unless he could put you to paper. 
You hold your hand out, a little impatient, more out of excitement and a little nervousness than anything else. He stands up, and your struck with the fact that he’s much taller than you. He places the sketchpad in your hand, and you force yourself to look away from his face.
You fill the page, almost every blank space filled with your face in different expressions and your body sat in different positions. He had to have been sitting there for much longer than you though to have been able to draw all of these. It’s all you, but it’s him, this piece of him that he’s allowing you to look at, take a peak inside. You want to see more. You want all of him. You want to take and take and take, and not because he has you trapped in his pages, but because it’s not enough to know him through just these strokes and smudges. Even if he lets you keep this, you’ll look at it every day, this piece of his soul, and wish it was the real thing.
It’s the same way he’s felt about you for the past couple of days. 
“Do you have more?” You ask him, a little breathless. 
“Of you?” He asks, but he thinks that it was probably stupid of him to say. He feels exposed, but by his own words and the way you look at both the page and him like your seeing him in a way no one ever has before. 
“Anything.” You shake your head. “All of it. I want to see it all, you—you’re very talented.”
You clear your throat awkwardly, the excitement, the desperation beginning to feel embarrassing. The stunned look on his face makes you feel self conscious, and maybe you should just walk away or leave him alone. 
But he wants to show you everything. 
He writes his address across your palm with a pen he’s pulled from his back pocket. He has classes during the day on Mondays and Wednesdays, but he tells you that you can come by any other time. It’s strange, you think, for him to give you his address instead of his number. It feels fast, and stupid, to meet him at his place without knowing anything but his name. (Dabi. A name that feels like it was meant to fall from your lips, and he would agree). 
But he’s ripped out the page, placed it in your palms, and told you he’ll see you later, like he’s always known you. It’s not enough, to look at your face made from his hands in lines across a page. You want to feel them on you, over your skin, grabbing and taking, your want and his. With a piece of his heart in your hands, you decide that no matter how stupid, or fast, or intense it might be, you’ll go to him.
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sashayed · 5 months
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MAN: The first time I had the opportunity of reading your book, "Another Country," I believe—and this was quite some time ago. But that was the first book I ever read from cover to cover. And I haven't read another since. And—really!—and I still remember the characters and everything, and this really did a lot for me, you know? JAMES BALDWIN: I know that from my own point of view, it was—it was, in a sense, all for you. Do you know? I know that I love you, but you haven't necessarily got to know that. And I suppose I never thought that I would live to hear you say that you love me. That sounds very corny, but—[laughter]—but you know what I mean.
Meeting the Man: James Baldwin in Paris
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maningning · 17 days
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read this and started screeching
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girlgerard · 2 years
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gerard letting the crowd sing the main power belt during the climactic moment of famous last words while they sing the backing vocals. this is the best band in the world and we are so lucky
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pactw · 11 months
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when jaiden went home and was alone for the first time today, she broke down crying and yelled "fuck, dude! what do i do?" while staring at the sunset to remember her son.
in other news, i'm going to walk into the sea to never return.
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drivestraight · 6 days
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can we talk about max’s stupid 83.33% pole -> win conversion rate. the next closest in % are emerson fittipaldi (66.67%, 4 wins from pole), ascari alberto (64.29%, 9 wins from pole), and fernando alonso (63.64%, 14 wins from pole).
max has 30 wins from pole 😭
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seance · 2 years
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Do none of you heartless bastards care about our murdered moms?
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wormswurld · 1 month
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hahahahahahahahhh felix with fem!ollie HAHAHHAHABAHAHAH IM SO NORMAL HAHAHAHAHA this is literally felix’s song. i can’t i can’t i can’t i can’t i cant this is cattonquick..you guys.
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smolycule · 2 months
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spencer thinks he’s ME
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beauxjangles · 10 months
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literally forgot how obsessed I am with garashir its keeping me awake
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devil-worship · 2 months
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lisa frankenstein i love you
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lottiemilfews · 9 months
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simone kessell as sasha clarke in wonderland (2013-2015) - 2x06 (2/3)
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Hi booky! Marketing anon here, just checking in on you.
I can see you are upset by what’s happened recently and I think you are very valid to feel how you feel. I will keep my own thoughts to myself.
That being said, I was kind of waiting for 🐟 to show her true colors for a long time and I think at this point it should be pretty obvious.
For these last years, CE’s angry haters/fans tore him apart (I’ve seen some very heavy hating posts lately) for this relationship but I’ve never believed what they said was happening.
People claimed 🐟 gave up everything and hid for 2 years so she could be a wife and perfect partner to his idyllic settle down in the woods peaceful life. Right? Isn’t that what so many ppl were screaming about and claimed he didn’t want a strong woman just someone to mold to him? It was what he wanted, not her. And people complained about this and called him every name in the book.
….let me ask some simple questions here. Since they got together, where has it been shown that she’s given up anything for him?
She is in PT all the time and her trolling friends continue to troll and be themselves 24/7
He is now being seen in PT doing restaurant tours for her/with her.
He is being seen in LA doing laps with her for the paps and somehow her style account gets updates on her all high fashion.
He attends some random industry parties and somehow is never seen outside of being pictured with her. And of course every event gets her outfits to wear that her style account can update 🙄
On Thanksgiving weekend, people assumed she would be with him in the states but it turns out she’s in PT with her soulmate walking a red carpet for no reason.
She’s seen in France skiing with her friends.
She’s seen in reels posted by her friends hanging out with them all over the last year.
The two interviews she’s gotten by PT spreads have her stating she lives in LA or LA and NY for her career and then goes home to PT to recharge.
Where in any of this is she giving up her life for him?
Are people finally waking up to realize, no, he is not making her do anything. She is doing what she wants and she has always been. If she hid herself for two years that’s her own decision. Nobody told her she had to attend any of these events if she’s so shy but clearly from her BTS makeup photos she’s very happy to pose for these big events (GQ, Paris fashion, VF)
Also, the VF red carpet.
She wants him to take photos with her so he stays back even though he tried to leave and let her have her own moment.
He’s seen on footage responding to her, and she’s asking, touching, and he appears on camera to be appeasing to her requests or whatever.
The latest post by her has her posting everything about her and her clothes, pics of herself, and not one mention of him.
He is the reason she was able to attend that party yet all of her friends and minions are giving her the attention as if she turned water into wine.
It’s very clear here to me what’s going on.
Why do you think Chris has virtually disappeared from his social media presence?
I’m not saying that he is a victim and to make her the bad guy. Obviously he is grown and makes his own decisions. But I’m not seeing this alleged “Chris being the one telling her to change her life for him because he’s selfish and blah blah”
I’ve never seen that all. The footage doesn’t lie. He wasn’t directing her around at all. In fact, it could be argued she was the one doing that. He likely wanted to let her have her own moment but it seems like she knows she needs him in order to shine.
Also, for those claiming he stole his brother’s thunder.
He didn’t attend the Oscar’s. His brother did and with his own partner. If Chris had gone as his brother’s plus one that would have been more attention seeking to me. Because if he shows up to the actual ceremony next to his bro, he WOULD be stealing the spotlight because he’s more well known. But he didn’t. People need to stop coming for him for that.
Him attending the after party had nothing to do with his brother so I also need people to stop with that. It’s clear to me he attended with her and this was an opportunity for her to get the spotlight.
I understand being upset at a celeb because some of you don’t like his decisions on certain things but to slander and spew vitriol at him and then photoshop him in disgusting edits is just. Well says more about some of you.
None of this is directed at you, booky. You feel how you feel. I hope you don’t take this too much to heart because like some others have been saying, it’s not worth the energy.
Be well ❤️
Hey, Marketing An🫶n!!!
I'm so glad you're back! 🥹 And thanks, it means a whole lot to hear you say that, and to check up on me. And if you're worried about the haters on whatever you're thinking, I don't think you should hold back. But I respect that.
Made some good points about Alba, and her not giving anything for Chris up. Because seriously, you're not wrong.
Basically, for me, they're both doing this. Chris isn't blameless in any of it.
But, he really was trying to get the attention away from him at VF. Scott went with Steve, and because of you Marketing An🫶n it makes better sense that he would. Because people watch for the more famous sibling. And I noticed that too! He left Alba so that she can have her star moment and have solo photos. But no, she decides to be needy, and force him to stay. 👸 even said she never had a photo at the last marker. 👀
No wonder Chris decided blending into the background was a good idea 😆 unfortunate color combo as it was.
No, it's okay. I've had a few days to chill. And feel it. And trust me, I get it. And I'm not offended.
Some fans just take it too far with the hate. Hell, they went too far with the signed bomb at the USO tour pics from years ago, so this is definitely not a surprise.
Thank you for dropping by again, Marketing An🫶n! A lot of us missed your insightful messages 🥹🤗
It's so good to have you here, and don't worry if you need to give yourself time. I know we all need that... ❤️‍🩹
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P.S. I know I said I'd chill and stop answering for the night, but it's Marketing An🫶n. I couldn't not answer them 😆
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arsenicflame · 6 months
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gonna be thinking about this for a minute. even david jenkins thinks its not really right to call izzys arc a redemption
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