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taxlecrivain · 9 months
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very importang information but i am literaly crying literally brought to tears by this hopeful friend
(movies and books: [take more than 1 hour to make me cry]
this one meme: [instant cry])
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rubeau-art · 7 days
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What if it was fantasy 80s and we were gay?
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corvidiss · 11 months
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Hate it when I'm upset and it's nobody's fault. It's not my fault it's not my family's fault it's not anyone's it's just messy brain chemicals and helpless circumstance. I wanna be angry but there's nothing to be angry at besides It Just Is and that's not remotely satisfying to anger about
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blackthorn-legion-irl · 5 months
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i hope that's for the ask game and not a threat
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queer-cosette · 2 years
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I’m always terrified trans girls will think I’m awkward around them because of transphobia or some shit because that’s not it at all, I just see a woman taller than me and I forget how to breathe
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sleeplessgreaser · 7 months
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After Johnny gets out of Juvenile Detention and finally comes back home to Tulsa, he spends some time getting back into the swing of things. His friends have changed a little, and things are different now, but it's not so bad.
A collection of the rewritten, wholesome and lighthearted bits from my fic "I Don't Think He's Ever Seen a Sunset" so that a wider audience can enjoy what I've written. You don't need to have read the original fic in order to understand this one!
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youngerfrankenstein · 6 months
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Hot take, but people who always play Elves in RPG’s are more boring than those that play humans.
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september-aster · 3 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Jirou Kyouka, Yaoyorozu Momo, Iida Tenya, Sero Hanta Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), Established Relationship, Pregnancy, Alternate Universe - Future, Dialogue, Kirimina, Surprises, gender reveal party, unexpected, Drunk Kaminari Denki, Drunkenness, Future Fic, friends - Freeform, Some Swearing, Kaminari is a good bro, Light-Hearted, Grumpy Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki Being Bakugou Katsuki, Short, House Party Series: Part 1 of We Are Family Summary:
Kirishima and Mina invited their friends and family to their first Gender Reveal Party where a big surprise happens.
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andaxay · 10 months
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You’re a Sky Full of Stars
"What are you doing up here, anyway?"
"Practising," Fiona mumbled, eyeing the various buttons, dials and handles that made up the console.
"Again? Fi, it's like, two-am." Rhys glanced across at her to see her laser-focused stare pointed at a particularly intimidating button. The two were sitting - well, more lying down, since the ship was parked with its nose pointing toward the sky - facing the metal, grey roof of the warehouse housing said ship. "We got a couple of weeks before we leave, anyway."
"I can't fuck this up," she said quietly.
"And you won't!" Rhys exclaimed with such cheerful enthusiasm that Fiona looked at him in surprise. "Well, until you fall asleep at the wheel. Sleep deprivation is no joke, Fi," he said sagely as Fiona rolled her eyes and looked back at the console.
"Scooter has coffee," she said shortly, shrugging, and Rhys barked out a laugh.
"That motor oil that Scooter calls 'coffee' couldn't even perk up a, uh, someone who's already super perky."
Just a snippet of time between Rhys and Fiona as the group make preparations to fly to Helios. Fiona's just trying to practise driving the caravan spaceship death can, for goodness sake!
Rated T for a couple of f-bombs, one-shot, Rhys/Fiona, 1517 words.
For @rin-bellatrix, who left a lovely comment on one of my fics and brought out this THING in me!
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athousandbyeol · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Midnight Series: Moonlight Chicken พระจันทร์มันไก่ | Moonlight Chicken (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Li Ming/Heart (Moonlight Chicken TV) Characters: Heart (Moonlight Chicken TV), Li Ming (Moonlight Chicken TV) Additional Tags: Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Comfort, Intimacy, Attempt at Humor, Light-Hearted, Love Confessions, Hugs, Kisses, Quiet, Peace, Hope, just heart waxing poetry over li ming's beauty Series: Part 5 of for heartliming Summary:
he sways li ming to the rhythm, to the buzzing whispers in his ears, to the orchestra playing in his chest— a love song from heart to li ming. if only he could hear them too. but heart believes it must be beautiful— li ming kisses his chest— his heart. and it halts. only for a brief. before it beats again. 
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•𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭•
𝕸𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖜𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍,
Many of you reading this are celebrating your holidays at this time. However you gather, or whether you gather, you are embraced by those of us in the heavens. You are loved beyond measure and treasured, for you are a gift to the universe. Your every loving thought sends ripples to the far reaches of the cosmos. You, dear ones, are the peace in the silent night. You are the miracle of light in a world in turmoil. You are the embodiment of the values that help humanity evolve. You, dear ones, are a gift to Life itself. Receive our love, as we celebrate the gift that you are.
We would love for you to take a little time amidst your holidays to sit and allow the peace of heaven to wash over you. If you can, take a little time to receive the gift of our love. We love to share it. We hold the vision that you will believe and receive all you wish to experience in this life rather than struggling and striving and trying to figure things out. We would love it, dear ones, if you would receive the love that is waiting because just like your holiday season demonstrates – as you give, you receive, and as you receive, you naturally give.
In the stillness of a Silent night, a baby was born in a cave, in a manger. His mother watched in wonder. His father felt a sense of humble awe, trusting that God would guide him. They were young, unmarried, and far from home. Yet in their child's eyes – as in the eyes of all newly born children – they saw the Creator's love. You came into the world, allowing that love to look through your eyes. You, too, are a miracle of love, an embodiment of the light you celebrate. You still have that within you. Sit. Breathe. Receive. Allow us to awaken and bolster that light within so that you can feel the magnitude and miracle of your own being.
In the stillness of a silent night, a tiny bit of oil was lit in the lamp. No one expected it to burn for long. It was cold and dark, and times were dangerous. As the community members again dedicated their temple to the Creator, the light burned long and bright, miraculously so. That light burns within you. Even when you feel you have little left to give to your days – little energy, little time, little money – that light of the Creator is there, ready to burn within you, ready to guide you, prepared to be the beacon inside of you that lights your way. You are not alone dear ones. The light of the Source burns within.
In the stillness of many silent nights, seeds waited in the ground until they sprouted, grew, and gave life. There came a time after nature worked her wonders for the harvest – reaping the first fruits that are a marriage of light and darkness, sun and rain, and nutrients plus waste. Those who celebrate Kwanzaa also celebrate the strength and oneness of the light within.
Dear ones, you are nothing less than an embodiment of the light that creates universes. You are the light present in the child, the lamp, and those first harvest fruits. You are an individual in a human form, but in your depths, you are one with all that is good, pure, and holy.
So no matter what is going on in your world, allow yourself to feel the miracle of light, the harvest of light, and the birth of light by simply sitting quietly on any silent night and realizing that in this love, all is calm, and all is bright.
Blessings to You! We love you so very much.
- The Angels
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taxlecrivain · 3 months
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I didn't know they were still semi-feral, spotted kitten 🐈‍⬛ was angery and killed my entire family and destroyed my crops. pls donate to survive the wintre 🙏🏽
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Congrats on the follower milestone!! I love your blog and writing and you deserve all those followers and more. 🥳
For a prompt, how about any incarnation of zelink watching Star Trek together? (I’m also a not-so-secret Trek nerd too). Thank you!
[Thanks for this fun ask, zeldaseyebrows! I'd never have done this on my own, and I'm so glad I did. 😆]
[Warning! Spoilers for Star Trek (the original series) episode "Amok Time."]
Amok Couch
“No!” Zelda insists, ending their rounds of nos and yesses with an exasperated waggle of her entire arm toward the TV (the other arm still stuck behind Link’s back), “T’Pring can’t possibly go through with this—Spock’s come all the way home to Vulcan to reach her, suffering the entire time—he could certainly have- have- eased his affliction with Nurse Chapel if he he wished to break his engagement, but he didn’t, and now she forces him to kill Kirk or be killed-“ the dissonant music stops her for a moment, her arm held crooked in front of their faces (though Link ducks his head underneath to see) as Spock and Kirk battle with weapons half sharpened-pendulum and half pugil stick; Zelda recovers when Spock slices a deep, full-length gash across Kirk’s chest (yet another excuse to tear Kirk’s shirt, she notes), at which point she declares, “This woman is wicked!”
Link eyes her with an impressive amount of twinkle and that lopsided, half-dimpled smile reserved only for her, and says with feigned caution, “Sooooo, Zel… you’re…  arguing in favor of arranged marriage, then?”
Zelda balks, rips her arm from behind him, stands on her knees on the couch, snags one of Link’s absurdly-large throw pillows and wails on him with no more mercy than Spock as he proceeds to beat Captain Kirk absolutely senseless on screen—Link laughs with a high-pitched, terrified sort of hilarity, his hands placed to protect his face and the blue earring closest to her (not that she’d intentionally rip it out, but she’s pissed, and he’s infuriatingly still watching Star Trek!); she doesn’t stop until she realizes Spock appears to have strangled Kirk to death, at which point she gasps, hugging the pillow to her, and Link pulls her into his lap—she knows Kirk will survive (because if he was really dead, Link would already be crying, the softy), but she snuggles further into Link’s reassuring arms anyway as they watch Spock process existential horror: it seems strangely familiar.
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moth-mart · 7 months
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Also funny to me how Light-Hearted could easily just be a woodsy fantasy setting story were it not for the very Plot Relevant Misadventures of Steve & Alex Minecraft
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secretsky88 · 2 years
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Make everything light and happy .....
Abraham
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notabled-noodle · 2 years
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have you ever wondered what the eyes of the anon icon look like or if it even has eyes at all?
well. no I have never wondered that, but this thought has disturbed me quite some amount. well done!
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