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creepermilktea · 2 months
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RIP
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dreamsy990 · 2 years
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sae: i asked about the phantom thieves not your pathetic love life
akira: WE GET THERE WHEN WE GET THERE
transcript because its hard to read my handwriting: akira: So THEN akechi said he hated me akira: except right after he threw his glove at me and said what he loves about me akira: so i think thats a lie sae: please its been 70 hours stop talking about how you banged my coworker-
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ponds-of-ink · 1 year
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Got a little too inspired by a certain YouTube series.
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Behold: the Ruby Marble bridge and all of the strange Aurora Borealis-ish lights surrounding it. I have no idea what universe this could be in, tbh.
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metalst · 2 years
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You all keep rotating your blorbos, im gonna put mine in the rock tumbler
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silenceofwriting · 2 years
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Mi Amor
First try at enemies-ish to lovers. I hope it’s enjoyable! I have no clue how to tag this by the way. Try my best though! 
any x m!character
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     I was walking down to the ballroom. I knew he would be there. There was nothing I could do, though. He was an enemy to my kingdom, and the closest ally with my father, and I couldn’t do anything. He was only my age and he could ruin the world. I stopped at the top of the stairs. Everybody was already dancing, so I thought I could slip in undetected by anyone. But I was wrong. He noticed me. As soon as I stepped onto that floor he swept me from behind and pulled me in to dance. I tried to say something and pull away, but he grabbed my head and pressed it to his chest. God he smelled so good. But he was trying to destroy me and my family! I can’t. I mustn't. He whispered to me in that deep voice “What’s wrong, my closest ally?”. I angrily looked up at him and he only smiled. I hated how good he looked when he smiled like that. People around me only saw the allied kingdoms getting along, not him trying to overthrow my father and take my kingdom. He will do anything to get what he wants. He knows it. And he knows I know it. “What’s with the hatred in those eyes? I’m someone who can be trusted, mi amor”. I hated when he spoke like that. His sly grin only grew wider as I scowled. I never know what to say when confronted by him. I finally spit out “No you aren’t, you filthy cretin. I despise you. You will never get away with this”. He laughed and twirled me. In that instance I got away. I danced with another person for a while. She blushed and grinned. I looked down at her. What could she find so funny? “You two seem to be getting along quite well. The kingdom is blessed-” I cut her off. “No. It isn’t blessed. He is a plague and we have called no doctors to protect us from it in our ignorance”. She looked confused, and I broke contact with her. I wanted to leave. Seeing and dancing with him soured my mood. I rushed for the stairs, dodging all those who tried to pull me to dance. I got to the base of the stairs when I was caught. I hear his voice say “Where are you going, darling? The fun has barely begun!”. I grew wide eyed. I let him take me as I asked “What have you done, you beast? What have you done?” He tried so hard to play innocent. “Why, nothing, mi amor. nothing at all.” He looked at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. I follow his gaze, and mutter “You monster” as I dashed away. I ran upstairs, but he followed. “Where are you going? Don’t you want to stay for the show?”. I looked at him in horror. He had the most sadistic grin I had ever seen plastered on his handsome face. I ran upstairs. I ran to the roof. There must be something here that I can gain access to the chandelier here. I shifted forward, but the wind made me unsure. I turn. I don’t see any sign of him. I lost him. I made my way as quickly as I could to the chandelier he looked at. It sat right above my fathers throne, and the stained glass murals behind it depicted his loyalty. His false loyalty. I scowled again. How could he? The wind grew too strong and I stumbled. I gasped. I was teetering over the edge. Staring down the hundred foot drop, in my moment of weakness I said his name. Right when the wind pushed me to my death. 
     “You called, mi amor?”. I turned my head. He caught me. Why? He pulled me in. “Are you alright, darling? It would be a shame to have you fall”. I felt safe, before I remembered who it was. I shoved him back, forgetting I was by an edge. “Woah!” He twirled me out of harm's way in a manner of long forgotten elegance. He dipped me and whispered to me softly “My dear, Don’t go needlessly putting yourself in danger”. I was frozen. Staring into the night sky, his warm breath on my frigid skin. I could do nothing. He took my hands. He stared at me. His eyes. The deepest color I have ever seen, it was like a pit I could get lost in forever. I suddenly remembered the chandelier. I ran to get back off the roof. He stopped me. He didn’t say a word as he led me in a waltz with silent music. He never let go, and held me firm but gently. I could feel his light breath on my neck. I keep trying to get away, keep staring at the door. After what feels like an eternity, he finally lightly said “Mi amor”. I finally turned my head to try and face him. It was the softest voice imaginable, with no mask at all as he said “Why do you hate me so? What have I done to garner a hatred like yours for me?”. He wouldn’t lift his head from my neck. What was he saying? He stopped swaying. I softly reply “You lie You try to overthrow me and my kingdom and you lie. The chandelier had nothing done to it, correct?”. He gave no answer. I angrily push away. He didn't try to stop me this time. I return downstairs. I don’t want to dance, but I am heir to this kingdom, I must uphold my appearance. I saw him return as well, but it looked as if he did not see me. I dance through the night. The dance was still in full swing when I retreated up to my balcony. I made the effort, I need not to try any longer. I stare out at the sky. I remember his breath, his touch, his voice. I wonder what happened on that roof. Why was he like that? As if summoning him, he spoke from my doorway. “Gorgeous, right?”. I look angrily at him, and question “Why are you here? How did you get up here?”. He gave a slight smile, and approached me. He blocked all my exits. He said “I merely followed you, darling”. Despite his position, I still try to leave, but he places my hand on the balcony rail under his, entrapping it. I look up at him. I’m done, and I desperately ask “Why do you do this to me? Why do you attack me? Why do you try to ruin my life? Why? What did I do?”. I am crying now. I never realized how much I was upset about it all, not angry. I was so stressed trying to call him out but failing every time. Why did he do this to me? He leaned into me, pressing my body to the rail and leaning me over it. He says nothing as he places his other hand around my waist. I resign quietly. “I see. You’ve come to push me to my death in a fatal accident-” he interrupts me. “Do you know what ‘mi amor’ means?”. His voice is soft again. I’m weak, and can't speak. I shake my head and he leans to whisper in my ear. My eyes grow wide and he kisses me. I tried to run, but then I realized that he wasn’t after my kingdom. He was after me. I do the previously unthinkable and lean more into the kiss. He pulls me away from the balcony and places me eloquently on the bed. He stops kissing me and we stare into each other's eyes. After a blissful eternity, he moves towards the door. Instead of shutting it, he leaves. It takes me a moment to chase after him. I caught him at the exit. “Where are you going?”. He looks at me. He only says “Until the next dance”
“My Love”
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kool-kelp · 2 years
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We laugh at a joke that neither of us managed to press past our lips and I am alive
The bags under our eyes darken together while we are back to back in battle against sleep
I turn to meet your eyes and find them already waiting, knowing already what won't be said
An understanding of what cannot be grasped by words passes between us, effortless
A god so ancient and holy, it's power vast and precious
To speak of it would unmake what is, by nature, indestructible
My blood is yours
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confused-beany · 2 years
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When you forget the milk on the stove
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bakedbeanchan · 1 month
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random fire nation diplomat #492 will never understand the complex and fucked up relationship between the water siblings like I do 🙄
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mqfx · 3 months
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pearwaldorf · 5 months
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This is some cold-ass shit. As President, Biden has to say something. But he can say it in a way that says nothing and everything.
I want to shake the hand of the staffer that wrote this because this is absolutely fucking superb.
I know we (in general but especially neuroatypicals) prefer things to be clear and straightforward. But occasionally, you can do things in full view of the world like this. And that's kind of incredible.
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creepermilktea · 8 months
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Tried to draw some thunder effect but since it came out not that good so you have both.
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noknowshame · 1 year
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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?
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cimicherrychanga · 6 months
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Because i feel like i might be overestimating what the average is, i shall Conduct Research
This isn't about how many languages you speak, but how many youre able to count up to at least 10 in, since basic numbers are some of the first words you learn in a foreign language and sometimes you catch them without having studied the language at all
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darkwood-sleddog · 9 months
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Because @staff is too cowardly…
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lorenlily · 2 months
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hmmm okay do u agree and if no, what album(s) are truly your "i listen to every song everytime" no-skips albums
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bootbooot · 1 month
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I just remembered on Valentine’s Day I spent more than half an hour sketching a furry with a stupid ass bob I probably really bored LIKE REALLY BORED
I have no idea what genre of furry this is called I’ve been making a lot of them lately though could someone help me out and tell me?
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