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#i just need to shout into the void
panicroomsammy · 3 months
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Y’know I get where y’all are coming from with some of your “friends don’t look at each other like that” posts but also. I do look at my friends like that. I’m aro but even if I wasn’t I don’t think that would force me into loving my friends less. I’m out here looking at these guys with the most besotted look on my face. My friends can talk about things that I have zero interest in on my own and I will be so happy to have the privilege of listening to this incredible person talk about the things they care about. And I’m sure I’m looking at them “like I’m in love with them” while I’m doing it. Or my friends who are a couple will be talking about something that they did together and I’m just like “I get to watch two of my favorite people interact! And they love each other so much!” so yeah of course I’m gonna have a sappy look on my face. Idk where I’m going with this I’m just aro and love my friends so much and honestly if you don’t look at your friends like you’re in love with them? Skill issue.
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chaiaurchaandni · 5 months
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drawbauchery · 4 months
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pangaeastarseed · 1 month
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Pillow Princess Herbert West
that is all.
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pens-swords-stuff · 1 year
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Absolutely obsessed with the bittersweet, nostalgic and pensive mood that comes with the end of summer. It's so hauntingly and achingly beautiful. I want to capture that so badly in a WIP someday.
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housepandacrimes · 1 year
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Searching for this ancient Canal+ footage
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cluescorner · 1 year
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WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH KAEYA AND VENTI?? Like, of all the relationships I want explored in genshin theirs is the most fascinating to me. Do they know who the other is in relation to their origins? Are they both in the dark? Does one know and the other doesn’t? What are their real feelings towards the other person, not just the expressed ones based around their personas? Why was Kaeya left in Mondstadt specifically and does Venti have any thoughts on the matter? Are we gonna get a big reveal scene where Venti shows himself as Barbatos and Kaeya is like ‘AYO WHAT THE FUCK’? Are we gonna get one where it’s vice-versa and Venti loses it onscreen? 
Does Kaeya know that Venti is Barbatos and is friendly with him regardless? Or is it to get more info on the Archon? Or is it to perhaps ingratiate himself to Venti in hopes of not fucking dying like literally almost everyone else? Is he completely unaware and if Venti admits his identity to Kaeya that will be yet another instance where Kaeya’s trust has been broken by someone close to him? Or will he lash out at Venti because it is heavily implied that the Abyss Order/Fatui/tbh everybody related to Khaenri’ah in some way hates Barbatos in particular for some reason? Or will he just go on as normal in hopes that Venti doesn’t recognize Kaeya as Khaenri’an? Or will he have a fucking panic attack immediately because bro I would too if one of the people who killed-or-worsed literally my entire nation just showed up and oh no he was my fucking drinking buddy? 
Does Venti know that Kaeya is an Alberich and simply not care? Or is he pitiful of the man whose freedom was restricted at a very young age? Or does he feel intense guilt stemming from whatever the fuck he did in Khaenri’ah because SERIOUSLY WHY DO KHAENRI’AH-RELATED GROUPS SEEM TO HATE BARBATOS IN PARTICULAR? Or is he perhaps afraid of what Kaeya might do to his nation and hopes to get as close to Kaeya as he can to prevent anything from happening? Did Venti always know that Kaeya was there even during his sleep? Did he wake up and wander into the city and suddenly BOOM, DESCENDENT OF THE ABYSS ORDER IS YOUR CAVALRY CAPTAIN AND YOU CANNOT DO SHIT ABOUT IT? Does Venti not know that Kaeya is an Alberich/Khaenri’an and are we going to get a big reveal wherein Venti will once again be placed in a position where he might have to compromise his identity in order to protect the greater good? Or will he try to kill Kaeya because honestly if I took part in the mass-destruction of an entire civilization I would assume that if somebody reveals themself as a part of that civilization that they’re here for revenge? Or will he treat it like it’s no big deal because he already knew/doesn’t care because Kaeya has made it clear that he’s loyal to Mondstadt? Or will he collapse into a big puddle of guilt and beg forgiveness for everything that’s happened because, when you really think about it, none of Kaeya’s suffering would have ever occurred if Celestia hadn’t nuked Khaenri’ah? Even outside of the other bullshit, Kaeya’s freedom was restricted at a very young age due to the actions of Celestia which Venti played a direct part in. Does Venti feel guilty for this or like he’s wound up betraying his own value? Does KAEYA feel that way? 
THEY DO NOT HAVE VOICELINES ABOUT EACH OTHER! Kaeya and Venti get them for such a menagerie of Mondstadt characters (including ones they never even interact with) that the fact they don’t have them for each other drives me insane. That HAS to be intentional, why the fuck do y’all not talk about each other when you should probably have THE MOST AMOUNT OF THINGS TO SAY ABOUT EACH OTHER?! They are making me crazy. LET THEM INTERACT AND BE HONEST WITH EACH OTHER! WHERE ARE THE FICS WHERE THEY REVEAL THEIR IDENTITIES/LITERALLY ANYTHING RELATED TO THEIR HIDDEN IDENTITIES HAPPEN AND THE OTHER REACTS TO IT?? WHERE ARE THEY?? They are easily the most fascinating yet utterly unexplored dynamic in Genshin. I see more fics about Childe and Kaeya interacting than Venti and Kaeya and I get it and no hate BUT WHAT THE HELL MAN?!
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Been thinking about Atlantis: The Lost Empire lately so what if Milo x Kida but Huntlow
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finniestoncrane · 1 month
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also your girl is struggling. i'm putting this under a read more i just need to GET IT OUT and then i'm going to get back to writing because i've managed to get so much done today which is a small win
we got therapy tonight. trying to figure out how to be like "ok so there's this character called the riddler you remember i brought him up before YEAH ok so he's autistic, but also annoying. much like me. so i relate. HOWEVER. he has robots though, like he has consistent relationships. i have crippling self-doubt, anxiety, and a churning feeling in my stomach that no one likes me and i'm better off isolated because at least when i don't speak to anyone i don't have to worry about annoying them or wondering if they like me or comparing my relationship with them to every other relationship they have like a completely and totally normally sane person" without sounding like the MOST pathetic bitch ever and truly encapsulating that sad riddler vibe??
maybe i'll dress properly? i think my batman crocs are not the Mentally Well vibe i'm trying to achieve
or maybe the batman crocs/riddler t-shirt combo is exactly what i need. comfort uniform. strength in the blorbo
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yukipri · 8 months
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If work sets a meeting at the wrong time for morning of the next day and no one catches it but me until less than 5 hours before (because I'm the nocturnal fool who doesn't sleep), I should not be obligated to wake up in time for the "early" meeting time that was not set, and should be allowed to sleep until the afternoon time the calendar says the meeting's at...
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uni-seahorse-572 · 1 year
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everyday we must rise and fall again with the terrible knowledge of the golden sophie in fitz's head vs. keefe's imperfect drawing. you can never go back. if this is what must finally drive me to violence so be it
like! tell me you don't understand fitz without telling me you don't understand fitz. being cognates is about the ability to see the other person wholly and you can't tell me in good conscience that they could have reached this level of trust without knowledge. you think fitz is oblivious to people's flaws? the boy who's so angry at the world, who picks at the faults around him because he's been betrayed so badly by the promises he thought he could hold onto? you think he isn't intimately aware of every mistake and every moment of weakness? the fitz who said "we could all use a little more weird in our lives" and who's known Sophie from the beginning, through her darkest moments and her greatest ones. who's been with her through all of it and who bore witness while staying by her side. the whole time. you can't tell me he'd put sophie on a pedestal because she's the one person he never did - not like with keefe or alvar or his entire family, because she's the part of his life that always drags him from his perfection and he wouldn't have it any other way.
and Keefe? you think Keefe can comprehend a person perfectly complexly after all he's been through, with how he prefers suppression over introspection? everyone in his life has hurt him so so much but in the midst of that there's sophie, who's been there, this golden girl that swept him up into her orbit and has been the one he can count on despite all of his mistakes. you think this boy, who has no self worth and sees himself as a borderline curse always messing everything up, doesn't think of Sophie as someone so much better than someone as broken as him could ever deserve? because what are her faults to him when he's done so much worse. and he hasn't stood by her this whole time, because he always runs, because he's the one between him and Fitz who doesn't see her as a true partner but instead as someone he has to protect from himself. but he's never gone against Sophie either, not really, never been angry with her since she's infallible in his mind and what is a relationship when you can't even get frustrated with someone. what happens when there are no cracks, because isn't that how we learn where the breaking points are? how can he really know her imperfections like this?
shannon. shannon please i can't live like this
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kasperbunny · 2 months
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wrote a lil thing of danse taking care of arty. i have bad pain days of my own so i wanted to project and vent thru arty. also for context they are at red rocket. enjoy <3
The wooden rocking chair creaked as Artemis plopped into it, the bottom of his cane clinking against the hard, concrete floor and echoing throughout the garage. He sighed exasperatedly, using his foot to gently rock himself as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. 
His peace was soon interrupted, albeit not rudely, as the ex-paladin passed by, poking his head into the open door of the garage to check on the other. Artemis thought it cute how Danse always seemed to end up in the same location as him, like he was a lost puppy following him around.
“Hi.”
“Hey, Danse,” Artemis rocked gently, his voice soft as he kept his eyes closed.
“Something the matter?” Danse had fully stepped into the garage now. If Artemis had opened his eyes he would’ve seen Danse looking at him concerningly with those big brown eyes of his.
“...’m alright. Leg is just acting up again.”
“Could I assist you with that?”
Artemis didn’t answer right away. His eyes slowly blinked open as he peered up at the other man, who was looking down at him with his usually stern face, although his thick eyebrows were scrunched in concern. Artemis smiled gently at that. Danse was always so charmingly expressive, even if he didn’t realize it most of the time.
“I’ll be alright, babe. It’s just one of those days.”
“I want to help,” Danse’s heart leapt at the term of endearment. He still wasn’t used to being referred to in such an endearing way, especially from someone like Artemis. He didn’t dislike it, he just needed time to adjust to it.
“I won’t stop you, but you don’t have to worry so much about me. Been dealin’ with it for years,” He shifted his leg slightly, wincing as pain shot up his body.
“I know,” Danse was already down on the ground, sitting himself comfortably on the cold floor as he started to work Artemis’ boots off his feet, “But we’re…partners. I want to help you. Especially considering everything you’ve done for me.”
Artemis chuckled at Danse’s hesitance to call him his partner. He supposed they hadn’t quite reached ‘boyfriend’, but he could settle for ‘partner’ for the time being.
“So you’re just paying back a debt?” He jested, watching as Danse slipped his boots off and tentatively placed them to the side, shoelaces tucked neatly inside of them.
“Not at all,” Danse pressed his thumb firmly into the sole of Artemis’ left foot, letting up slightly when he noticed Artemis wincing at the pressure, “I’m simply showing my appreciation.”
Artemis only hummed in response, fluttering his eyes shut once more and leaning back in his chair, relaxing as much as he could as Danse took over.
They stayed in relative silence for a few long moments, the only noises being Artemis’ soft murmurs of appreciation and Danse’s occasional ‘like this?’ as he worked his hands along Artemis’ leg. Every time Artemis would simply nod his head in response, the pain radiating along his leg and up into his thigh subduing slightly at Danse’s touch. It wouldn’t last long, but the short relief was more than welcome.
At some point, Artemis’ grip softened on the cane in his hand, causing it to drop to the floor with a loud ‘clang’ against the hard floor. He grumbled, cursing under his breath and beginning to adjust himself to pick it up.
“It’s alright. Don’t move,” Danse paused his massage for a moment, picking up the cane that had fallen to the ground and placing it neatly next to Artemis’ boots.
“Thanks,” Artemis mumbled, relaxing back into his chair with a sigh through his nose, “You know, I really like this chair.”
“You do?” Danse looked up at him, his hands resuming their work. His thumbs working themselves into his knee made Artemis hum in appreciation.
“Yeah. I’m glad you built it,” Artemis looked tired, but his words seemed genuine. 
Danse remembered when he had built it. He had been bored, seemingly having much less to keep him occupied since he left the Brotherhood. He had already done as many repairs on the little rest stop as he could, and he could only tinker so much with his power armor. His pacing must have annoyed Artemis, because the man had yelled at him to find something to do, anything but pacing around and making him nervous. So Danse had found some spare wood lying around and got to work. He hadn’t known at the time exactly what he was working toward, but a chair seemed like the best outcome. He figured it would be nice to have some more furniture around their makeshift home, and it occupied him enough to keep out of Artemis’ hair.
“I could build you another,” Danse finally smiled up at him, leaning forward and pressing a small, chaste kiss to the leg in his hands, the material of his pants bunching up where Danse pressed his lips.
“What, so we can sit in our rocking chairs on the porch like an old married couple?” His lips quirked up into an amused smirk as he glanced down at Danse.
“Do people do that?” Danse asked the question genuinely, tilting his head slightly to the side almost like a dog.
“Used to. In my time,” Artemis tentatively stretched his leg out, his pain dull for the moment. Danse was just softly running his hand over the underside of his leg, “Sounds nice, having nothin’ to worry about.”
“I suppose it does,” Danse agreed, although he didn’t enjoy the thought of sitting for hours on end. He was never good at keeping still for long, he always seemed to need something to do, “How is your pain?”
“Better,” He grumbled quietly, seemingly struggling to keep his eyes open, “Probably need to rest. You mind if I close my eyes for a while?” That always seemed to be Artemis code for ‘I need a nap.’
“Not at all. I’m sure Dogmeat and I can hold down the fort,” Danse gave Artemis’ leg one last little rub with his thumb before he rose to his feet, grabbing a nearby blanket hanging across the power armor workstation. Ever since Danse had built the chair and moved it into the garage, Artemis had taken countless naps here, so it was better to leave any spare blankets in here just for that reason.
“Thanks, Danse,” Artemis muttered as the blanket was carefully draped across him, the gentle motion making his chest ache in the best way possible. He still wasn’t used to the sort of loving, domestic relationship they had fallen into over time. It wasn’t perfect, they weren’t perfect, but he appreciated it more than words could express. He wanted to say more, to thank Danse for more than just the massage, more than just the chair, more than just the blanket, but his tongue always seemed to get twisted up. A simple thank you would suffice for now, it seemed.
“Of course,” Danse was smiling that sweet smile at him, the kind that made his eyes soften and his forehead crinkle up. The kind of smile that seemed so genuine and so specifically for Artemis himself, “Try to get some rest, Artemis. I’ll be here when you wake up.” 
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jeysbvck · 2 months
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the rock in a gym in the same place smackdown is tonight? if he turns up during the roman & cody segment i stg pitchforks and torches at the ready people!!
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xxscrabiesxx · 8 months
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something about seeing Relatable Childhood Memory Posts that i cant relate to.......... i don't know. makes me a little sad i think. what's your favorite childhood movie? we didn't watch movies. who was your childhood friend? i was only allowed to interact with people in the church, and none of them liked me (i was weird and autistic and had eight siblings). "Parent Love Looks Like This" does it? i wish i had known that. and I'm NOT gonna say these things on the posts themselves are you kidding me. but it gives me another small moment to gradually process it, i suppose.
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wiggles-mcgee · 2 months
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I've decided to start seeking help for my mental health. And im proud of myself for it.
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dyingbowlofpetunias · 2 years
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I have so many thoughts about the centennial meetings like I think the reason why Hob waited 33 years is yes because Dream is his Friend and he wanted to see him again but I think Dream is more than that. He is Hob's constant. The only thing that he always knew (or at least thought) he could count on. And of course he loves life and he loves change but I think he also needs that constant that is Dream to know that there will at least always be Dream even when everything else changes and fades and dies. To know that he won't one day end up a million years old and alone. I think thats what gives him the stable foundation to then go and live and live and live. He needed Dream to come back, he needed to know that he was still there and he never lost hope... Yeah I'm fine
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