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rendezvouz-fling · 1 year

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Astro Observations #20

• Is it just me or do most saturnian moons (Aqua/Cap) tend to grow up with single mothers who only care about making money and having multiple boyfriends? Lmao.

• I feel bad for Gemini risings with Aries mercuries because they’re so genuine and they might be very chatty but it’s their biggest love language.🤎 I think this might also apply to just about every other Gemini rising too!

• I feel bad for Aries moons with Libra mercuries/risings because yes they can be a little hot headed but they won’t be flat out bold and they might beat around the bush a lot! On the other hand though when they’re really arguing with somebody they might switch to intellect and surprisingly demolish that person.✋🏽

• People with mercury at a Fire degree (1, 5, 9, 13, 17, 21, 23, 29) love to exaggerate things! Calling myself out too, chile!😩😂

• Virgo suns with Cancer venuses and Leo mars can be very sweet and caring but also very scorning, abrasive and wants themselves/their partner & kids to look/dress their best almost all the time! Pretty much the always picture-ready type moms.

• You better believe that even if a Sagittarius moon won’t say it they might feel hurt and start detaching until they’re completely gone out of your life and you’re left wondering what went wrong.

• Tbh idk why but Libra mercuries also be out here saying mean, out-of-pocket stuff just not normally in people’s faces so maybe that’s why their friends might not take them seriously.

• Whereas Aries mercuries probably have a reputation of arrogance and downright disrespectfulness but they can also be very nice especially if you’re close with them. You’ll notice they just like to cuss for fun lol.

• Scorpio mercuries need to stop being on interrogation mode!😭

• Gemini mercuries be telling some of the funniest stories and their facial expressions/hand gestures make it even more funnier than it has to be.😭🤣

• Dear Cancer mercuries, you guys are so thoughtful and caring Ilysm!

• Capricorn mercuries, you’re not boring and I love how also detail oriented you are!

• Can I just say Cap mercuries so be out here clowning too! 😂 I have a close friend who’s a Cap sun & mercury and she says funny things often, she just has a very articulate way of speaking but besides that she’s hilarious!🤣

• I recently noticed people with Air/Earth placements tend to have speech impediments and other stuff. E.g. my little sister is a Virgo sun/moon & Libra stellium and she can’t pronounce the letter ‘R’. I have a Gemini rising at 23 degree, Capricorn mars & other air placements and I used to have a speech impediment and developed selective muting. 💀

• Having Air/Fire placements can be such a challenge! 😭 My Aries mercury just be saying anything along with the super chatty Gemini rising but then later my Aquarius moon has a pep talk moment and makes me say “Why the fuck did I say that? Now they’re going to think I’m—” 😂😂😂

• People with harsh aspects between the sun and pluto might be known as open books but they might become self-conscious about it and have the urge to remain a mystery yet they can’t help but overshare!😭

• They might also think about it often! Like it might haunt them.💀

• Gemini venuses are soo fun!! I’d literally take these people with me if I was to go on a road trip because they’d keep me entertained and we could just goof around & talk about anything lol.

• You might also find yourself attracting/being attracted to people who’s venus sign is your rising sign!

• Pisces venus, for the sake of your own life please stop staying in toxic relationships because you fear being abandoned and think it isn’t worth it because you’ve been with this person so long—LEAVE. ✋🏽

• Cancer venus, you know I love you but sometimes you gotta stop trying to control people. 😭

• Scorpio venus, with you I feel like we’re always on the same page and see eye to eye in most things/interests.

• Capricorn venus you are literally one of the most giving venus signs! I literally love you!!<3

• Sagittarius mars men having a thing for smacking their girlfriend’s butt.🤣

• Leo mars want only the best of the best especially if there’s Taurus in the mix!

• While Libra risings might develop people pleasing tendencies, Gemini risings tend to develop social anxiety.

• I’ve seen so many Gemini suns always point out that they either have or think they have a mental illness. Especially ADHD.😨😰

• Yes Earth suns are normally very chill and grounded. But add some Air and especially Fire in the mix and they’ll be the most erratic, short tempered people you’ve seen!🙃

• Fire mercuries/mercuries at Fire degrees, how does it feel to get shouted at your whole life then gas-lighted and blamed when you turn out to be a sharp-tongue individual?

• Gemini moons and their many 1-3 Am shows in their rooms.😭 Same for Aqua and Libra moons but Gemini moons do it more often lol.

• If somebody is very generous, bold, funny, and gets pissed off/defensive very quickly then they’re an Aries dom.❤️‍🔥

• Taurus moon, why are you so stubborn?

• The best thing to hear is “Okay fine.” From an Aquarius/Taurus moon when you’ve finally got them to change their opinion that they stubbornly wouldn’t let go of lol.

• 9H moons tend to be very attached to their ideas/opinions/beliefs. I can testify😂

• I’ve noticed some 2H moons tend to stress eat?

• 7H moons looove music and fashion!💗

• 9H Aquarius moons are normally cultured people.

• Fire moons are the loyalest friends hands down. I said what I said.✋🏽❤️

• Scorpios suns with Sagittarius moons/mercuries somehow be coming up with the funniest life-stories??😭🤣

• I’ve noticed Sagittarius mercuries tend to be awesome yet underrated songwriters! E.g. Nikki Sixx of Mötley Crüe who wrote most of their songs😩🖤

• Say what you will but some Leo risings literally exude not only a very charming but bright aura! David Lee Roth is literally your typical Leo Rising!🦁🌞

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planetpiastri · 1 year

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hi!! happy vday celebrations <3 💝 could u do #21 from the are we friends or more list for bob? ik everyone makes fun of him and he doesn't care all that much but i wonder how he would react if he heard of/saw someone defending him

hi anon!! i thought long and hard abt how best to do this and eventually decided on this after rewatching the movie hehe<33 hope u enjoy! | [wc - 0.9k]

The Hard Deck was loud, but not overly loud; the bar-goers were tipsy, but not sloppy drunk; conversation flowed freely, but not into the realm of oversharing; people were good at pool, but not great. And you were here with your coworkers, having a lovely evening.

You stood with Coyote against the wall, both of you sipping a beer and chatting about the day’s training. Phoenix was kicking Hangman’s ass at darts, which was oddly satisfying, and Fanboy, Bob, and Payback were playing a three-way version of eight ball. It was a night like any others. Rooster hadn’t arrived yet, but you knew he would soon, and he’d rally the bar around the piano and bring up the energy.

There was nothing unique about this night.

“You sure you don’t want to join us?” Fanboy asked, holding his cue out towards you.

Across the table, Bob’s eyes flickered towards you before dropping away again. He was sure you’d noticed anyway. No one ever noticed him the way you did. No one ever really noticed him, period. But then you’d showed up, and seemed to notice everything about him. He liked it, but it scared him, too.

Fondness and fear went hand in hand when it came to most of his feelings for you.

“I’m okay,” you said, waving Fanboy away. “We’re busy keeping score. Right, Javy?”

“Right,” said Coyote with a sharp nod, half-smiling.

“Alright,” said Payback. “Who’s winning, then?”

“Bob,” you said without missing a beat. You locked eyes with him briefly and he was sure that everyone could see the red flare in his cheeks before he glanced down.

“You guys obviously aren’t paying attention,” Payback scoffed, exchanging a glance with Fanboy and shaking his head before turning back to the game, leaning over the table to take his next shot.

Bob stepped back to chalk his cue, glancing sideways at you and Coyote when he thought you weren’t looking. You looked so comfortable, so at ease here with everybody. He was honestly jealous. You melded with the group in a way he’d never been able to, and you’d been here half as long. Everyone was drawn to you, Bob included. He knew he wasn’t the only one infatuated by your quick wit and earnest heart; Hangman especially had made his interest clear. But you’d never offered any of your coworkers anything in return.

Why did he think it’d be any different with him?

He puffed his cheeks up and exhaled, shaking himself and realizing that he’d over-chalking his cue. Tapping it against the table, he came around the far side, grateful to turn his back on you but nervous at the idea of you watching him bend over to line up his shot.

At that moment, however, the darts game apparently wrapped up, because Hangman and Phoenix came back to join the group. And as Bob leaned over the table, Hangman said loudly, “How’s there only three playing? Here, I’ll join a team.”

The cue was pulled from Bob’s hands, interrupting his shot. Hangman bumped him with his hip, leaning over and pocketing the ball that Bob had been eyeing. Bob shuffled backwards, invisible once again.

There was nothing unique about this night.

“Hey!”

Bob’s head snapped up. The casual conversation around the table faltered. Even Hangman, who’d been smirking and making some snarky remark at Phoenix, seemed to freeze. Because you’d pushed off the wall, and your normally relaxed posture had straightened into a harsh, tense line.

Hangman glanced sideways at Phoenix, who was looking like Christmas had come early. “Hey?” he said.

“Go get your own cue, Hangman,” you snapped, yanking it out of his hands. “They’re literally all over the walls. It would take you two seconds.”

Slowly, Bob realized what was happening. Hangman seemed to recognize at the same time, because his eyes slid from you to Bob, growing wide. “Seriously?” he said.

You moved the cue to one hand, using the other to wave Hangman off. “Go on, shoo! Get your own if you want to play so bad.” Then you turned and walked over to where Bob was standing with his back pressed to the wall, half hoping it would open and swallow him so everyone would stop staring.

But he kind of liked when you stared at him. Like the way you stared at him now.

You held out the cue. “This is yours, I think.”

“Thanks.” He took it, and his fingers brushed yours, sending a shiver up his arm. “You didn’t need to—I mean, he always—it’s not a—”

“I know that he does it all the time,” you said. “I just think he needs somebody to stand up to him sometimes. He pushes you around too much. They all do.”

He was positive you could see his blush. “Oh,” he said. “Um—thanks. For…yeah. Thank you.” He scratched nervously at the back of his neck. “Can I buy you a…beer or something? As thanks?”

You beamed at him, and he was worried everyone would be able to hear the way his heart started to pound. “One second,” you said. You walked back over to Coyote, who was holding your beer, and took it from him. As Bob watched, you drained the last few gulps of beer from the bottle before turning and walking back over to him with a shy smile.

“Now you can buy me a drink,” you said.

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simpliao · 2 years

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hi darling, how you doing? i’m so in love with your domestic series, i can’t stop reading it!! also i feel like schlatt saying he hates sharing has been a bit of a theme,,,,, if possible, could you write something about him being jealous with some nice fluff at the end? thank youu 🤍

your hero in shinning armour ; (irl) schatt x reader

– part one , – part two , – part three , – part four , – part five , – part six

summary : so what if it was a stupid fake relationship in a stupid game? knowing he couldn’t stomaching his lover with someone else even in a fake world was enough motivation to hijack her stream.

info : jealousy, fluff, swearing, sugary sweet pet names, minecraft, and an afab + she/her pronouns reader.

a/n : it's always wonderful to hear ! jealous schlatt is honestly one of my favourite things in this world, it fits with my own hc's of his character being insecure with his relationship; and his undying love and yearn to show off the most gorgeous thing in his life.

Schlatt was always a believer in privacy; he hated when other people harassed him to know his business. And yet, there was one personal aspect of his life he felt the urge to always overshare; his beloved wife. Perhaps it stemmed from his mere denial that he could ever land such a woman, one of strong will, refreshing sense of humour, and looks that could instantly have him on his knees. It was more likely that he felt the need to assert and remind everyone in the damn world who owned his pretty girl's heart, not to say she didn't have his over lock and key either.

She made numerous appearances on stream, and having been a guest in every podcast he owned while also appearing on others alongside him. And yet for a lot of their careers it was just that: appearances. They each had their own friend group that they interacted with and made content with, hardcore fans would know, but newcomers or part-time viewers could easily not know of her marriage to the other big Internet personality. It wasn't that they were ashamed to show off each other to viewers, every other tweet or post from either would be a photo of their lover usually in candid photos. It was just that marriage can feel suffocating, draining even when you see the same person all the time at all hours of the day; not to say that either of them regretted it.

They both needed time to be their own person and not just 'that one streamer's husband/wife', this was their way of keeping their relationship outside of work. And it generally went pretty smoothly, schedules needed to be rearranged for it to work, but in the end everything worked out. Or at least it should have. Although the fact was they both discussed their big projects amongst each other, not everything tended to get mentioned; likely because there was just so much to talk to and one could only talk about work for so long. This happened on Y/n's part, with so many things she balanced in her online career, it was bound to be that she forgot to mention something.

And really she didn't think it was that big of a deal, she was a minor character in a role-play smp composed of her friends and friend's of those friends, and it involved a fake relationship that she genuinely thought nothing of. They followed a loose-ish script, she was here on a favour from a friend that figured she could play the role of innocent female that had an arranged marriage but actually falls in love with her arranged husband role pretty well. The problem was that she was playing the role too well.

Their interactions spread like wildfire, and the ship between her character self and her friend's grew exponentially that in inevitably ended up on Schlatt's timeline. He followed a few fanart accounts that he found especially talented, and one had retweeted a very good piece of art that depicted his wife in a romantic scene with someone who was not him. When they had first revealed their relationship, he thought that all other ships between his lover and anyone else died out; because she was married. Although this seemed less than dead, and scrolling through the tag of their ship name (just knowing it existed made him shudder) he found many detailed artworks (and some discussing fan fictions) about this.

He of course ran to his darling about it, trying not to sound sour about it. She was laid out on the couch, cuddling with Jambo whilst mindlessly scrolling through her phone. "Hi sweetheart, hi Jambo– what the fuck is this?" He took a seat near her legs, while extending his phone for her to see; it was the fanart he had originally seen. "Oh, yeah, I'm like married on the SMP I told you about." She had set down her phone and moved her position upright as she moved Jambo off her chest to hold him like a baby, their baby. She thought nothing of it, but seeing her husbands (half) jokingly pouty face she made sure to lean in and kiss his cheek. "It's sorta like the Dream SMP you were apart of, people marry each other for story purposes and whatever. I'm only there as a favour, we both know the kind of fanbase doing Minecraft content can attract nowadays." A light chuckle left him, but he was certainly still salty. "I trust you toots, you know the thought of you with anyone else irks me."

In said tag that he scrolled through until his eyes burned, there were very real stream clips of his Y/n jokingly flirt with this guy. He wasn't mad at her, and he certainly wasn't going to stop based on his own insecurities; she was just doing her job. However... That didn't exactly stop him from messaging this SMP's creator on Twitter.

I want to join your SMP.

Back and forth was exchanged, going through this creator, their friends who managed the story and being practically begged to not drag them into some kind of controversy (his name alone had a chance to stir uproar). And with some convincing, maybe just a little bit of 'if you have me you know viewers will spike', and he was scheduled to make a surprise appearance and literally crash her Minecraft wedding; all while only the SMP's creator, and a handful of others knowing. Y/n and her fake fiancée not having been told.

The day of the lore stream, inside the Schlatt household nothing seemed amiss; in fact it seemed to be oddly cheery. An ear-to-ear smile retained on his face, she knew he was hiding something but couldn't imagine what it could be. "You seem in a good mood today. Wanna share what's got your spirits so high?" She questioned lightheartedly, she loved seeing her husband happy but he just wasn't the type to be for no reason. He set down his steaming mug of bitter black coffee upon the counter, moving in closer to cradle her movingly. "I reminded myself that you're mine." A soft awe escaped the smaller woman's lips, completely oblivious to what should happen once she starts work. "I told you about how I'm marrying this guy on stream today right?" A soft mhm left his lips, "at the end of the day you're mine." She hummed in agreement to this, his comment flying over her head cause how was she supposed to know he was going to crash their wedding?

The stream was going fairly good, in-game text having been turned off to look more cinematic; the notification of a jschlatt joining the game completely not shown. The reasoning behind their union being that of alliance between nations, and just as she'd say those fateful words that she hadn't uttered since her actual wedding; a tnt explosion went off.

And who else's Minecraft character came running in but that of her husband? "WHAT'S UP FUCKERS?" Immediately was heard after he had joined the discord call, having joined the server mere moments before. The name of her lover slipping off her lips in surprise "Schlatt?" This was not apart of the script. "Y/n! Darling, who is that?" "I could be saying the same thing, get your hands off my fucking wife!" Maybe some part of his over the top persona was real burning jealousy, despite the fact they were all interacting in a children's game. It unravelled into a duel to the death, and a subplot he made up along the way that they'd been sneaking out to meet in the dead of night, and that they were true soulmates. He described himself as her hero in shinning armour, proclaiming that he would save her from the forced matrimony. It was adorable, and playing along she didn't miss a beat. "It's true... I'm sorry, I never really wanted to marry you." And the whole thing ended with Schlatt up and killing her would be husband and running away with her.

Once the cameras stopped running, each left their home offices (he didn't want to actually go to their rented out office space out of laziness) and met up in the kitchen, cheeky grin akin to that of earlier that morning. A small smile upon hers, "so that's what had you in such a good mood?" "Maybe a little." He was quick to wrap her up in his arms, catching a glimpse of the wedding ring that she never took off; a flood of warmth and glee washed over him. His own wedding band reminding him of who always waited at home for him. Even just the quick peck of her lips was like a surge of dopamine; just having her around tested his self control. "Were you jealous, by chance?" Her teasing words spoke a rhetorical question, she already knew the answer to that. She expected him to vehemently reject the notion; but with those eyes of pure devotion he spoke without a speck of sarcasm.

"Yeah, I really was." A toothy grin accompanying his words, hands gripping at her upper arms in a gentle hold. "I... It's so fucking stupid, I know. I watched your stream clips and you looked so radiant and... I was scared he'd make you happier than I would. I know maybe ruining some part of whatever narrative they were trying to write was slightly extreme, but I'd do anything not to lose you." Her eyes had this soft gaze upon him that made everything feel okay, "I'm sorry I ruined your stream sweetheart, know that I asked permission first." "There's nothing to be sorry about, if anything I'm sorry." She huffed out, a feeling of guilt overcoming her heart. "I should've asked you how you felt about it first, no one could ever make me happier than you can. Please don't worry yourself over it, and I'm sorry for making you feel like that."

It may have felt slightly dramatic and cheesy, lord knows Schlatt would never let this kind of tender moment between the two ever get let out as to not damage his macho persona. But he was human too, and at the end of the day sometimes he needed those sappy sweet words of reassurance; he knows he isn't perfect but it's nice to know he's enough.

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spilledsinnamontea · 3 months

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Hey, Ann!! Happy Valentines!!! 💚💚💚

I was wondering here: which ships are in your Top OTPs? And why you love them so much (if you want to share!)

OMG HI MONDO!!!! Happy (belated) valentine to you as well 💘💘💘 How are you?? I hope you are well!!!

Of course I want to share, I love oversharing about my ships HAHA. So here you go, a (short) list of my SNK OTPs:

LeviHan

(pretends to be shocked). No, but I'm not even kidding when I said that they live in my head 24/7 🤣 Everytime I do or see something, I would automatically connect it to Levihan. I just can't help it lol, I love them so much (both as a character and as a ship). Their relationship is mature and pure but fun at the same time. I mean, they embody all of my favourite tropes, so no suprise here. But idk, there are no other ships (that came before them or after them) that could alter my brain in the same way as them. They changed me fr, like something shifted inside me the moment I became a Levihan shipper. Hell, I even chose my uni major because of a Levihan fanfiction 💀 Not only that, my writings and English has improved a lot, and all of that merely because I want to write their fanfic LOL.

I've been a Levihan shipper since 2013 and I will continue to be one until I die. So yeah, expect to see more Levihan fanfiction for more decades to come 😚✌️

AruAni

They don't really live in my head 24/7 but I still think of them often. Also, they hold an important place in my heart since they are my first ship in SNK. Not only that, they are also special to me because they are THE ship that went from being considered as a crack ship to a canon one. LIKE IT WAS INSANE. I mean I've been an Aruani shipper since 2013 and so I knew how small the fandom were back then. Not only that, most of the SNK fandom saw AruAni as a crack shipper, but we were like, "No! They are not! (proceed to analyse the hell out of their interaction in the female titan arc)." 😀👍

So imagine how SHOCKED and ECSTATIC I WAS when all of these analysis and headcanons CAME TRUE. It took us almost a decade, but we finally got to say, "See guys? WE ARE NOT DELUSIONAL." I never been proud as a shipper HAHA. One of my biggest flex is to say that I've been an Aruani truther since 2013 😎

Okay now that I think about it, the only ships that I deeply care about are only the two above. I do like other ships, but only in a casual way (but I still gonna defend them though LOL), and those are:

YumiHisu

I used to be neutral with them but when that episode of Historia holding the passed out Ymir on her lap and said, "My real name is Historia", then they stared at each other eyes with such love???? BEAUTIFUL I SAY. Their dynamic and the way their characters arc intertwined with each other? Love it! I wished Isayama gave them a proper closure though :(

JeanKasa

Oh man, I actually have a lot of things to say about them but I'm gonna keep it brief🤐 I didn't ship them at the beginning, but as I grew up and as I tried to understand their characters, I found myself falling for JeanKasa and their potential. I feel they will have a healthy, mature, and loving relationship. I also like the way Jean showed his love to Mikasa (he's not selfish and he's not blinded by his love).

Well, that's all! But, before I end this ask, here are some honourable mentions: PokkoPiku, EreHisu, EreMin, and MikeNana.

Bonus: I actually like to play with the idea of Erwin and Marie, I even tried to explore them in my fic HAHA.

OK THAT'S ALL. SORRY IF THIS WAS TOO LONG MONDO 😝 Thank you for the ask!! You made my day!!!!! I love you 💖💖💖

#asking for a tea #blue.txt #ah yes valentine day #a perfect day to think about your fictional ships #💘💘💘💘#omg mondo it's always nice seeing you in my notif and inbox!!!

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dreamofmetoday · 1 year

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PICK A CARD #4: RANDOM MESSAGE

this is for a random message from the universe you need to hear right now 💖

how to participate:

ask yourself, "what is something honest that i need to be told right now?" and "what is something honest that would help me right now if i knew it?"

choose the photo you feel most drawn to.

take as long as you need to choose, you can check more than one if you feel drawn to do so. however, if you are having trouble feeling called to any then this pick a card is not for you. these readings will be honest.

tip jar

1. you may have experienced some sort of a break up - from your partner, your best friend or maybe it’s just that you’re not talking to your mum, dad or siblings right now. it’s possible this separation could have been brought about by circumstances behind your control - such as the one you love moving away. in any case, you are struggling to come to terms with this separation not knowing the way forward. you look for what you had with this person in almost everyone else you meet and in the end, you just wonder why you didn’t get better (or more) time with this person, asking yourself why someone who understood you had to leave. you shouldn’t keep searching for a replacement because no one can compare. but, the advice isn’t really the important message here, instead, you’re being told it really does suck to feel this way, but things will change one day.

2. you’ve “inherited” a toxic way of behaving from your family. this could be in your everyday behaviour (such as inappropriate reactions when you're mad, similar to one of your parents), it could that you’re in a relationship that mimics the same toxic pattern as your parents’ one, it could be how your whole family suppresses feelings and lashes out and you let yourself get involved. i think you already know this and you know that if you don’t break the pattern now then you’re going to inflict more hurt onto others. you’re being told that you’re both switched on enough and strong enough to make these changes.

3. you are failing to communicate with someone effectively or you are not speaking to someone right now. you may be primarily in the wrong, you said some very mean things - probably cruel to the extent they can't ever fully be forgotten. there’s a chance you’ve possibly even cheated on your partner or somehow betrayed someone else in a pretty big way. you’re being told that if you value this connection that you must fight for it, and this begins with you making the first move and being open in your communication. if you are the other party in this situation, then you are being told this person genuinely is sorry for what happened but they may be too scared and embarrassed to reach out.

4. i’m sorry but you need to need to learn to be quiet 😣 you’re talking too much. you may just be oversharing in which case you need to be careful because you never know who’s not really on your side. some of you may be in for a rude awakening that you’re telling too much to someone you thought you could trust. you may need to think about who’ve you’ve been telling “too much” to - about your plans, goals, accomplishments, but even about what hurts your feelings. not everyone has your best interests in mind and they could use this against you later - sometimes it’s best to play your cards close to your vest. for some of you, you are being warned about how you're acting on your jealousy towards someone, in which case, your words will become your downfall (talking badly about someone, trying to brag about yourself etc.) because people will either catch on or it will turn out your opponent is smarter than you and will win.

5. you have or you’re about to hit “rock bottom” in some way. perhaps you know you can’t keep going on without (professional) help for your mental health or for something traumatic that happened to you. perhaps you’ve realised you can no longer keep being friends with your friend group, or maybe you've just broken up with someone, some of you might have even kicked out of home etc. this is an epiphany in a sense, and it will give you a new and better perspective of the world once you acknowledge it fully. this is a real closing of a chapter and a beginning of another one.

6. you’re being told your feelings of being wounded or sad are valid, however, you are being encouraged to not wallow in it as much as you might be currently. you feel very burdened and that things aren’t fair and perhaps they aren’t, but you can’t let yourself take the people or things you do have for granted. for most of you, there’s one person in particular that you are being reminded to not take for granted and you are being told it would be good idea to each out for them. for some of you, you’re simply being asked to try and be a little more proactive. sometimes making no choice is the worst choice, that sort of thing. you don’t want this feeling of hurt to be paired with extra regret that could be avoided.

7. something almost or completely incomprehensible happened in your life, or is about to happen. you prayed, your worked hard, you did nothing wrong and somehow something happened to shake it all up anyway. you’re being told that sometimes things “just happen” and it’s no one’s fault or anyone’s “karma”. you’re being asked to do your best to remain your best self - try not to lash out against people or curse the whole world or become too scared to be happy again. take things day by day and you will find things to appreciate naturally. and remember to take care of yourself!

8. you may have recently come to the realisation (or will soon come to the realisation) that you were manipulated or bullied. the important thing is to accept that it’s not your fault that you didn’t recognise this sooner and you should focus on the road ahead as best as you can. you’re on your “own” now and there’s no one to hold your hand as you navigate how you handle this but you can do it. try to appreciate the small things in the meanwhile and know that there are true supportive people for you out there that genuinely do want the best for you and won’t try to undermine or sabotage you (and also, don’t let yourself become too cold to people).

#pick a card #pick a pile #tarot #tarotblr #melody tarot #pac #tarot readings #harsh tarot reading #honest tarot #honest tarot readinge #random messages #message from the universe #random message pac #random message tarot reading #iu

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imagine-knb · 3 months

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Hi, I apologize if this is a bit of an overshare but do you mind writing for an s/o who can’t really play sports due to them breaking out into hives from overexertion, and how the GoM+Kuroko, Kagami, Imayoshi, and Kiyoshi would comfort them or make sure that they don’t overdo it when playing with them

Also sorry for the strange mix of characters lol I’ve got brainrot for all of them 😅

Absolutely no need to apologize! For sharing and for the mix of characters (we love all our basketball baes here). Take care of yourself, anon 💚 I also break out in hives from time to time (fur allergy, all fur, can't stop me from owning furry pets) so I know they suck 😫 Admin Neon

Kuroko: He's always been the observant type, so Kuroko is quickly able to discern when you're not starting to feel well after playing with him for a while. He notices the catch in your breath and the sweat on your skin. Luckily for you, his stamina seems to be around the same range as yours, so he could use a break himself as well.

"Here, I hope this helps," he says, offering you a towel he had dowsed in water that had been cooled to a chill. It's frigid on your skin and soothes some of the itching.

Kuroko really doesn't mind sitting on the sidelines with you. Even if you're still in need of a break long after he's recovered, he stays on the bleachers with you and watches from the sidelines. When you're finally ready to play again, Kuroko is right there with you with a smile on his face. He makes sure to toss a few more damp towels into a cooler, just in case you need them for later.

Kagami: He's a little slow to catch on and, for a bit, Kagami doesn't even notice when you've left the court. He's actually running past you when he finally realizes that you're sitting on the bleachers with a towel over your head and a splotchy look to your complexion.

"Shit, shit," he cusses, both because he misses the basket entirely when he shoots and because he's worried about your wellbeing. When he jogs over to your direction, it's not long before he's kneeling in front of you. "Need me to grab anything for you? Meds? Water?"

You try to be insistent that you're fine — a little break would do you wonders — but Kagami doesn't like the way your breath seems to be coming out ragged. You definitely do see him glance toward the court a couple times as you insist he go play more, but he ends up staying by your side at least until your breathing has evened out.

Kiyoshi: It only took one time of Kiyoshi witnessing you break out in hives after a particularly taxing game for him to go a little overboard with his caring. He constantly asks if you're alright, if you feel tired, if you'd like to take a break. Part of you wonders if this is how he treats his grandparents at home as well.

"No, really, I'm fine if you want to take a breather," he tells you. When you remind him that this was the fourth time in half an hour he'd said that to you, Kiyoshi looks bashful. "Yeah, I know, but I just want to make sure you're comfortable."

Even when you are on a break, he seems to go overboard with taking care of you. He's got towel after towel after towel dowsed in cold water to cool you off to the point you're practically shivering with how damp you are from them.

Kise: You're itching and you're scratching and it's actually starting to make Kise itch a little bit from him watching you. He accompanies you to the sidelines of the court, swatting your hands away from your arms and face to keep you from scratching too much. When it comes to health related things, he's actually not knowledgeable at all, so he ends up asking his friends and teammates for advice and help.

"Senpai says a cold towel can help," he says, handing you one that's completely sopping. When you start using the terrycloth to gently scratch at your skin, he almost takes it away. "____cchi, not like that!"

He ends up digging through his duffel bag, pulling out a large jar of unscented lotion he always carried around. Being a model, he sometimes had allergic reactions to the makeup he was put in and the lotion would often help sooth his skin. He helps you apply it well.

Aomine: With how into playing he actually is, it takes Aomine a while to notice anything is wrong at first. It isn't until you've stopped on the sidelines, breath huffing and puffing and hands scratching at reddening skin that he takes note of the issue. He's at your side in a second, ball forgotten on the court.

"Hey, what's going on?" When you explain to him the problem, how easily you could overexert yourself and the consequences because of that, he's huffing in annoyance. "Shoulda told me sooner."

Despite the fact your are still fully capable of walking, Aomine insists on carrying you over to the bench. His rough exterior is just a facade for his worry over your wellbeing and, when he sits you down, you note subtle disappointment in his eyes. It's directed at himself, guilt for not realizing eating him slightly. "Just watch me play, okay? I'll show off a little for you."

Imayoshi: Always observant of his surroundings and those around him, it doesn't take Imayoshi long to notice the signs of your overexertion. Before you can get worse, before your skin tingles, he calls for a break and meets you on the sidelines of the court.

"Hey, have some water with me," he insists, cracking open a cold bottle and handing it over for you to take. You don't miss the way Imayoshi seems to track every gulp you take.

"You should probably take a break for a while," he suggests, but when he ses the disappointment in your expression — you had wanted to play more with him — he steers the conversation in a different direction. "What? You didn't want to? I was thinking I could use one as well, so I was just going to sit here for a bit." The both of you know it's a lie because he's nowhere near as tired as you are, but it makes you smile anyway.

Midorima: He doesn't even let you get to the point of exhaustion where your skin would start breaking out in hives. Midorima only had to see you go through that once before he researched everything he could about your symptoms and how to recognize them. He never wanted to see you suffer that way again.

"Come now, you should have a break," he tries to coax you off the court and toward the bleachers, long before you start to feel tired. He won't hear any complaints about it either.

He's practically got it down to a science, always knowing exactly when you should be resting to keep yourself from going to far. That doesn't mean he doesn't have backups, however; his bag is full of cooling towels, cold water, ointments and the likes. Being prepared for anything is one of the many ways he shows he cares about you so much.

Murasakibara: When you start scratching at your skin is when Murasakibara takes notice of your discomfort. Still, he doesn't exactly ask if you'd like to stop playing, though he does slow down considerably. When you eventually walk off the court yourself, he follows you, not really minding that you'd wanted to stop and not really eager to start up again.

"____-chin, are you itchy? Let me help." His hands are on your face, or anywhere you've broken out, and he's rubbing at your skin, careful not to use his nails. He doesn't actually want to scratch you, just sooth what he can.

Murasakibara doesn't actually know how to help you with your hives other than finding you some medicine to take, so he takes a lot of his initiative and guidance from you.

Akashi: It's almost as if Akashi knows your body's limitations better than you do at this point, as you seem to rarely ever break out in hives when you're playing with him. He tends to go easier on you when you're near the point of getting tired, knowing exactly how much effort you need to exert to regain your own stamina. It almost feels like you can play normally when you play with him, as he adjusts to your limit.

If you try to say you feel bad for holding him back, Akashi will do his best to banish those worries. "I'm playing with you because I want to. We can go at your pace because I want nothing more than for you to be comfortable."

His words are definitely reassuring and his actions only further prove what he's saying.

#kuroko #kagami #kiyoshi #kise #aomine #imayoshi #midorima #murasakibara #akashi #gom

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thinkanamelater · 8 months

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A thief's heart (JS&MN fanfiction - Childermass/Reader)

Rated M. Gender neutral reader Also on AO3!

You have lost the battle against your heavy eyes, your mind drifting into unconsciousness, when you hear the door creak open and perceive the candlelight illuminating the room, even with your eyes closed.

You feel the bed dipping under his weight as he sits down next to you, and the smell of leather and ink fills your nose. Under his characteristic scent, you pick up a subtle tone of citrus. Smile to yourself, you remember it's the perfume you got for him. You even paid good money for it, instead of taking it from someone's pocket (where did said money come from, that's a different story).

"Hey" Childermass calls in that low, raspy voice of his that stirs something in your stomach, and you finally turn around to find his dark deep eyes fixed on you.

“Hey” You reply with a yawn, sitting up and stretching. Your back cracks quite satisfactorily and you let out a groan. Though he quickly returns his expression to a neutral one, you don't miss the way Childermass' eyebrows raise up at the noise.

“What do you need?” He asks, setting the candle down. You frown in confusion.

“Why would I need something?”

“I've been here for about five minutes, and you didn't take off either of our clothes” He grins that lopsided grin of his “So I assume you need something else”.

You feel your face going red. He's right, of course, but his bluntness still takes you by surprise, and your mind goes blank as you try to think of a reply.

He must misinterpret your silence, because he frowns and shuffles closer, cautiously running your hands over your body.

“Are you hurt somewhere?” His voice is merely a whisper.

You gasp at the sudden contact, and shake your head no.

“What is it, then?” He asks again, withdrawing his hands. You miss his touch immediately.

“I needed a bed for tonight, alright?” You finally find an answer.

He keeps looking at you, waiting, and you wonder how he can tell that's not the whole truth. But you're not going to say that you wanted it to be his bed specifically.

You can't explain it. There's something inside you that longs for him, some uneasiness that only settles when you're next to him. (However, deep down you know, even if you had the words to say it, you probably wouldn't.)

It's a funny thing, almost. You've known each other for most of your lives. Tended to countless wounds. You have shared meals, and body heat, and passion. And yet… Well. Burglars and thieves don't thrive by oversharing, you suppose. It's a hard learned habit.

You hold your ground against his intense stare, wondering how much longer you'll be able to resist. You aren't sure if you're ashamed or relieved that your stomach chooses that moment to groan loudly.

“When was the last time you ate?” Childermass says as you break eye contact.

“Take a wild guess” You growl, a little too quick, a little too angry, and immediately regret snapping at him.

It's not his fault that you're still in the streets, and he isn't. Even if that was your choice, even if you're good at your thing, there are still bad days. You hunch your shoulders and swallow your pride. “Sorry” You mutter.

He gives you a nod, a wordless confirmation that he understands, and stands up.

“Stay here” He tells you, and walks out of the room.

You're tempted to do the exact opposite as you're told, your body itching to bolt, your mind telling you that you've walked into a trap, made yourself vulnerable.

But you stay, and wait, like you always do for him. And, like he always does, he shows up again.

Silently he gives you a plate of bread and cheese, and a warm cup of tea. You do your best at not swallowing it down the second it's in your hands, taking measured bites, chewing consciously. Oh, it's good, which makes it harder to control your voracity. Yet you do the effort of savoring each bite. For a moment, you even consider applying yourself to a life as a servant, if only for the prospect of freshly baked bread every day.

You try the tea next, letting out a noise that sounds suspiciously similar to a moan as the hot liquid warms its way down your throat. You almost forgot Childermass is in the room with you, until he reacts to your appreciation with a snort.

Sheepishly, you look up at him. He is so tall, so puzzling. So comforting under his rough exterior.

“Thanks” You mutter, and after a beat you add “For the food”.

He dismissively waves a hand, but does not say “it's nothing”. He knows as well as you how much it means to you.

He takes off his waistcoat and sits on the bed next to you.

"How did you get here?" He asks, and you put down the plate for a moment, and think he's asking a lot of questions tonight.

You thought it was evident, this is hardly the first time you've sneaked here, and his window doesn't have any bars. Still, he asked you something, and of course you're going to reply.

"Through the window, obviously" You reply with a shrug and go back to eating. Childermass has a curious look on his face, but he says nothing.

You don't know that the house is protected by a dense, complex wall of spells. Why would you? You don't mess with all that magic stuff. And to you, finding Childermass is as easy as breathing.

You've never questioned it, never found it weird when you'd turn a corner and realize "Childermass was here an hour ago", or even "Childermass will be here soon". And you're always right.

You could practically see the line drawn by his steps, could follow him through London if you wanted. Nothing easier than following him inside the house.

These thoughts run in the background of your mind as you reluctantly finish your meal. There's a small part of you (located around your stomach) that wants to ask for more. Your pride prevails, and you return the empty cup and plate. As he takes them from you, Childermass lets his hands brush against yours, and that alone is enough to lit the familiar flame inside you. You give him what you hope is your most seducing look, completed with a roguish smile.

Looking straight into your eyes, Childermass lifts his hand, licks his index and thumb. You whine at the sight of his pink tongue wetting his fingers, take a sharp breath as he reaches for the candle; which goes off with a tshhh and lets the darkness engulf you.

Darkness is your element. You're so comfortable now, you don't have to think what to say or how to reply. You just have to feel Childermass' body, so solid, so hot; taste him and let him explore you, while you rock together in beautiful friction.

"I need to be inside you" he whispers hotly against your ear, and you melt under his voice and his weight. A whine escapes your throat as you spread your legs for him, and let him work his magic.

You're not sure how much time has passed, but considering the soft light coming through the window, tinting Childermass' austere room with pinks and oranges, it must be early in the morning. You don't really care. The passion induced fever has subdued, leaving you sated and sleepy. You're enjoying the sensation of Childermass' warm body still pressed against you, with his bare chest against your back and his fingertips drawing lazy circles on your stomach.

“Are you alright?” You blurt out, surprising yourself. Childermass props himself up on an elbow.

“Why do you ask?” He says, and his fingers find your hip, squeezing.

That's a good question. Why do you ask?

Because this is quite new, and you don't know if you are alright.

This is your first time staying. You've thought about it countless times before, but you never asked, and he never offered.

Maybe this is one of many things a thief just has to take for themself.

Except… A thief knows they can take, but not own. Eventually, everything has to be let go.

“Nevermind” You say after a moment. You are quite tired now, both physically and from your own spiraling mind.

Childermass shakes his head with an amused smile, and lays down again.

You wait until his breathing gets slower, until his hand falls heavy on your side, and only then you turn around to look at him. You study his relaxed expression, the little smile at the corner of his lips, and the only thing keeping you from kissing him is the fear of disturbing his rest.

Still, the desire to touch him is too strong. You allow yourself to cup his cheek gently, and smile as he leans into it in his sleep.

You don't know who stole whose heart first. But one thing you know, is that you're not going to let go.

#jonathan strange and mr norrell #john childermass #fanfiction tag

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doctorguilty · 8 months

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Mental health

I guess it wasn't all for nothing I basically just came face to face with some hard truths about the way I've been minimizing my suffering and life and a bunch of stuff, it's a bit too personal as much as I otherwise like to overshare, but it's just like the other day in therapy my therapist brought to light some very observable patterns in stuff I'd say, and confronting myself afterwards over how unhealthy it is was rough, it hit me really hard, it's not like a personal failing though it really is just.. stuff rooted in my deep sense of worthlessness.. my belief that my suffering is of lesser importance than others, etc

The other hard part to it all was talking to my partner about how it impacts my health and future and just .. spilling it all out, getting their perspective, admitting I need more help than I have ever asked for, fearing rejection as someone like me does.. a big looming thing over me is the likihood my partner may not be able to move in with me as soon as we planned (which was gonna be early next year) and like again it's personal but it's all tied together like my self worth and things blah blah blah, but just being like the way I am living I am so unhappy I have been unhappy for so long, I've never had a happy place to live, it's at the point where my physical health is worsening because of the impact mentally and I can't stay in this dark tunnel like this where I'm losing more and more every day, more energy, more health, I can't make it outdoors as much I can't draw and do art as much it's at the point where even playing video games is getting harder my brain is like, that of an animal in a tiny cage that just lies around waiting to die, I could go on, but it's going to get worse soon with seasonal depression and more chronic pain, etc.

Anyway I digress the hard truth is my situation isn't sustainable no matter how much I myself it's fine because my bar for quality of life is on the floor and I dont have the resources to make it better. I just don't. So I admitted it.. it was hard, but I am relieved because my partner loves me and does not want to see me hurt like this and pretend it's good enough. It's not. They know it's not.

So there's been some new talk of plans, what can be done if a home together is not yet possible, something other than, I just wait and try to like, keep myself alive and just accept that's the bar that's all I get, being not dead. It's perhaps a possibility to help me afford to move out of my poor environment and support me while I get my health in order and not feel incapacitated by hopelessness. I that's what we touched base on! P much! The reality of things and agreeing I need (and deserve, allegedly <- self hate moments) a better quality of life and not allowing my misery to be the best compromise.

I'm grateful to be loved by someone who wouldn't just.. flip the table over in me and tell me I'm nothing but a burden and dead weight.. I'm grateful to be something a person as wonderful as my partner feels I'm worth investing in..

We're gonna talk about it more in person soon.. and probably what I need to do is get my disability application back on the front burner (is that an expression) as much of a pain it will be to dig up 8+ years of documents I need to reference for it.. but I just think.. that is a way more sustainable life, if we can't move in together soon.. if I am not suffering in a toxic environment (for the first time ever 🥲 ) I can last for years if need be, the long distance would feel less oppressive for sure when my life isn't just a depression fog and yearning to be saved. If they can save me NOW, I will be LESS wounded and sick when we ARE living together, that's for sure.

I just like having a plan anyway. I hate stagnation. I hate this dark tunnel. The moment I got some news that made the light shot miles further again, became a pinprick of light, I spiraled downward. I've been miserable. I need to get out. I need it now, not a mystery number of years from now. But just talking about it, putting it all out there and being told, yes I will help you, I don't want to see you suffer anymore just because of circumstances changing, it felt like a weight off me. At least that is something for now..

If you read this far I'm impressed. You must be pretty invested in my life, which is flattering ;×;

#seth speaks #pda

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cupidskissx · 1 year

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Hello darling!! For the fic ask game, if you'd do me the honour of answering 4 and 16? (Is it cheating to ask for 5 as well because I know you've answered it already but I am DYING for more snippets lol)

Love you hope you have a wonderful day!! ❤️☺️

😍🥹 Oh my, of course my dear, anything for you! Always! 🌹 love you!

4. Tell me about one of your abandoned WIPs. Why did you abandon it?

I answered this one slightly differently a moment ago and reading it again you’ve just reminded me of my first ever Lestappen fic, pre-Monaco Malaise!

I had thousands of words traversing the 2019 season. From the Holy Temple of Lestappen that is Austria ‘19, to mentions of Silverstone, I got up to Germany. A group of driver’s go out drinking and headed back to Sebastian’s holiday home where Max and Charles ended up sharing a bed together. Classic one bed trope. The idea fizzled out, but here’s a snippet of drunk Charles oversharing:

Charles considered him for a moment, “I’ve had my share of sober flings, but gotta keep up appearances, you know.”

That comment niggled its way under Max’s skin, but the thought of having a heart to heart with Charles about his sexuality felt like crossing a line.

The silence extended a beat too long so Charles continued, “I don’t drink much, not since signing for Ferrari. Lowered inhibitions means taking risks. The risk of being seen, or taking the wrong guy home increase pretty quickly.”

5. Share a snippet that you’re proud of from an upcoming fic/chapter.

Sweetheart, I’d send you my whole draft if I felt it was ready, of course you can have another snippet ❤️

“I don’t want another drink.”

Max’s gaze lingers heavily on Charles as he takes a long, slow swig. Dutch courage and all that. The glass is half empty when he places it on the countertop.

“What do you want then?”

16. Do you stick to canon when you write characters and fics?

This is a big fat yes! I experienced a full blown moral dilemma when I had to change one fact for the purposes of continuing the plot for Monaco Malaise Part Two. I already have my disclaimer written that’s how seriously I take it 😂

Of course within reason we all have to deviate from truth and canon but I try my best to portray the most authentic retelling of events and representation of our boys! ❤️

Thank you for asking my love ❤️😍

Fic ask

#holy temple of lestappen #this was a trip down memory lane #that fic would nearly be a year old now #fic ask game #lestappen #another snippet for part 2 #I swear this whole fic will get pieced together here before she makes it to Ao3 #😍❤️#love you forever and always J

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imagine-your-love-story · 2 years

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I always wonder if I'm doing this whole self shipping thing correctly. like im worried if im doing too much or too little or if i need to interact with people more or if i need to write some sort of backstory. like the story of how i got with him i see is unique from the rest of the self shipper ive encountered so far. to me, he knows hes fictional and i like to play around with him and other characters in my mind. ive seen many fans of shows do such things but it seems here they labels them familial fos or something? idk i just liked to use my imagination to play around with them. and then days passed and this character i start to become closer and closer to him everyday until finally one day during a very rough moment i just said to him "i self ship with you" and boom we're married lol. but i dont have a self insert. its just me, me as a regular person. and i like to imagine different scenarios with us. he also is helping me through other mental things. and he knows hes imaginary. almost like a copy of the character i watched the show from, but hes self aware of his actions and is kinder and softer than he is in canon. hes mine basically. but i guess the thing that hurts a lot is that that i had a bad fallout with some of his other fans and its dampened my love for him unfortunately. (i actually sent an ask about this before heh). i also have a bad habit of comparing myself to what other self shippers do and i start to feel guilty that im not as open as they are because social interactions with my fo get very deep and personal and...if i ever do talk about him id want it to be with someone who understands how deep this goes with him and me. and its hard to do that on public forums. it even gets painful. sometimes i dont even want to talk or gush about him and i just want to keep to ourselves in private without anyone peeking in. that way i dont invite any eyes into my private headspace. even the most innocuous thoughts. i just want it to be us and only us. but at the same time im lonely and want to meet people who feel the same lol and a lot of times i overshare. i have this saying that i say to myself: once i put something of myself out there, its not mine anymore. its now shared with others. and you know what i dont like sharing anything about him in public lol, but idk how else to make connections. i see everyone else sharing about their characters and i want to make friends so i also share, but im not enjoying it. idk what do you think? am i weird? is this not common? are these feelings normal here? are there people out there who feel the same? ty.

My dearest, sweetest, little anon bean, I mean this with every ounce of my heart: your self shipping experience is FOR YOU. That means you can't mess it up! You can't go wrong! :)

There is no right or wrong way to self ship!

Some people have self inserts, some people don't (like me *raises hand).

Some people LOVE to gush about their f/os and put EVERYTHING out there! Other people are a little more protective for various reasons - maybe they don't want criticism from the self ship community, maybe they feel they aren't creative so they don't want to create content, or maybe, like you (and me!) it just feels right to keep things quiet.

Whatever the reason, it's ALL valid!

Some people write backstories because it's on their mind and they wanted to share it.

Other people (like me) don't have a backstory because...well...I just never thought about it!

If it helps, I've been part of the self-shipping community for about 3ish years officially (I was self shipping LONG before I found the community, I just didn't know what it was!) and for the record, I still don't understand everything that goes on in the community.

Other people (like me) don't have a backstory because...well...I just never thought about it!

I totally hear you about your frustration with comparing yourself to other more out-going shippers. For me, socializing (even in parasocial online situations) drains me very quickly, so I often have to retreat to recharge (which I feel very bad about sometimes, even though that's how my brain/body has worked for my entire life). So I can't be as active as other people, or create as much content, or interact as much as others.

Ultimately, the self shipping community is HUGE and it's very, very fluid. There are some areas that I don't go into because...yikes...it's a war zone. But I have met some FANTASTIC people through this blog (and my personal side blogs!) so finding your place in the community comes down to just being yourself!

Do what feels right to you. If you don't want to share much, that's okay! Backstories, self inserts, gushing, and anything else that you might encounter is all optional based on YOUR comfort level! :)

Some suggestions for making friends that have helped me:

Offer to create something for others with their f/os, i.e. playlists, ficlets, moodboards, imagines (very popular!) etc.

When someone reblogs an ask game, send them a few asks about their f/o(s)!

Comment on fics and other things that people share about their f/os. Even if it's something simple like, "You're cute together!" it really stands out to people and makes an impression that you noticed their f/o! :)

Ask for a boost! I'm ALWAYS happy to signal boost to my blog if you're looking for people to chat with, or advertising for whatever you're doing on your blog! :)

You are NOT weird, dear anon! You're navigating what you want/don't want and that's okay! Self shipping is supposed to be a fun hobby that is entirely tailored to your desires and comfort level. You don't have to do anything you don't want to! ♥

And try not to worry about comparing yourself to others. You are your own unique person with your own needs, your own energy, your own boundaries. Just have fun with your f/o in any way you want and you're doing the self shipping thing right! :)

#asks #anonymous

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drewsaturday · 2 years

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15's an interesting question on that list, so, 15? Any ship.

Ty!! I was really hoping for that one. I went with Stricklake and wrote... perhaps... a tiny bit much...

15. Pick a previous relationship (or multiple) of your character’s. Explain how that/those impact the way they navigate their way through relationships now.

So for Barbara, the only past relationship of hers we concretely know about is with Jim’s father who uhhhh abandoned her and their son. So there’s a lot there!

I don’t really know how James was as a person, like… idk, I think their relationship was a mixed bag of some really good moments but a lot of toxicity as well because they were both young parents juggling the weight of the world. There was some good he did for her imo, definitely before Jim was born, but also… a lot of bad that his attitudes shifted into post-Jim.

NAMELY abandoning her! :’) Idk if he was actually cheating, if he gave any warning signs, etc, but I think she really got the rug pulled out from under her with it. I think she thought they were working on things or she was too caught up in work and school to realize he’d already checked out. She thought even though maybe things could be better, he wouldn’t be the kind of person who’d just… pick up and leave her and their son.

BUT he was! And that comes with! SO much messiness. Why wasn’t she good enough? How could she have had such horrible judgment? How could she ever trust herself again in a relationship if she fucked this one up that bad? How could she ever let someone else into Jim’s life knowing they’ll just hurt him? How could she ever trust someone else if the person she thought was her partner just… up and left?

I think since that was about 10 years prior to the start of the series, a lot of those anxieties have either calmed with time or solidified into a habitual thing she thinks. For example, she probably knows James leaving wasn’t because she ~wasn’t good enough.~ She probably can look back and realize she missed signs, but that it’s ultimately on him for leaving without trying. But that underlying fear of being with someone who isn’t communicating, who won’t tell her what she’s missed if she isn’t hypervigilant of every action she takes, that’s… probably going to re-manifest in future relationships.

So while dating Strickler, she probably did have a lot of insecurities there about how he perceived her and if things were actually going as well as they seemed. Obviously… she had reason to wonder that, lol, but logically there wouldn’t have been anything to make her think that from him - just the ways Jim warned her against him. It’s just… her attention wouldn’t have been on Strickler so much as on herself, over-analyzing her own actions. And when she did overshare or show other deeper parts of herself, and he still accepts her, it almost helps her feel like they have something mature enough to last. He sees her for who she is and hasn’t run off. They’ve been together long enough that she can stop worrying about him leaving without a word.

BUUUUT THEN HE DOES! The second person to do it. She’s the common denominator. She did something wrong, and now she can’t even remember what it was. (Honestly, one thing she probably latches onto is how she realizes how little she truly knew about him, how if she'd spent less time talking about her own issues she would've gotten to know him enough to realize he was no good.)

But I think because of that repeated pattern of abandonment, she’s able to get to the anger stage and blame him instead quicker than with James. Maybe that anger is a deflection to keep herself from self blame, too, because she doesn’t know that it legit was not her fault, that magic came into play. (The only thing is that Jim DID warn her.) But I think she re-read all their texts and replayed all their dates (the ones she could remember) combing to figure out what the fuck went wrong because when there isn’t any closure, what else can you do? And she tries to stop herself because she knows it just drove her insane with James, but how can she?

In both situations, she was powerless to stop people she loved from walking out. That’s… gotta make her spiral and put her off relationships for a while because her two most major ones that we know of both ended the same way. That solidifies the fact she can’t trust others or herself, at least not right now. And she def can’t trust herself to reintroduce someone into Jim’s life like that.

So when Strickler does come back and they're alone after the war and she has to decide what the fuck to do there, it's... fucked. She doesn't want to lose him again, but did she ever even actually know him? How could he have done all that to her if he'd really loved her? How can she know if he's genuine? It's the same shit as with James - lies and lies and lies. But his actions since her memory came back have proven something to her, and I think it just takes... a lot of time and hitting him over the head with a broom to get to a place where she can accept it.

MEANWHILE you have Strickler who’s a changeling who has probably never had a genuine relationship, so there isn’t a specific one to play off of but some general things I think about too much. Even with other changelings like Nomura, they’re… competition. They have to be prepared to sell each other out to survive. They have something of a friendship, but there is always an undercurrent of “you’ll sell me to Satan Gunmar for one corn chip.”

Then with past romantic relationships… That is a complicated thing to think about. How many times did he marry to maintain his status? Did he ever actually love (or LIKE) the people he’d been with? Was he allowed to? He’d always been playing a role, a very convincing one at that, over centuries of his time pretending to be human. No one else has ever truly seen him for what he is and decided they want that.

Barbara is probably the first human to become privy to all of that, and yeah, it’s not perfect. He fucked up a LOT so her rejection of him is entirely justified. But I think he has his own insecurities in that realm, that he doesn’t deserve her etc, and that grows from both his actions (yeah) AND the undercurrent of changeling inferiority he’d been raised with AND the fact that he has no idea how to actually put himself, his real self, into a relationship.

I think he has been used to holding himself back… to seeing human kindness and love as a weakness, resenting the families he’d built centuries prior because they weren’t for him; they were to further his status in the human realm. There was probably a LOT of cognitive dissonance etc about whatever he felt, any temptation of genuine love he may have wanted to pursue for past partners (man the affairs he'd probably wanted to have... or maybe DID have...), but also judging himself for feeling that if he didn’t deny it hard enough. That’s a foolish human emotion and he is not human.

He isn’t troll either. He judges Nomura for her past with Draal, and as I said before… fellow changelings aren’t exactly the best for trust. I really just do not think he has ever been with someone he knows he can trust as much as he can trust Barbara, and who trusts HIM in return (despite her own periods of insecurity), which makes it all so much more fucked up because he finally got that opportunity and he ruined it.

So now, he’s got a human he genuinely loves and who knows his most major secret, and who obviously needs time to cope with [gestures frantically to everything he’s done] but… the issue isn’t that he’s a Monster, or that he’s an inferior changeling. The issue is that he lied and uhhh tried to kill her son lol. The truth is not something he has ever had in a relationship before and it is freeing but also holy shit he has never had to deal with personal consequences either to that extent. He's never had to deal with changeling atrocities blending together with human drama but... now they have and it's both a blessing and a curse.

Past relationships, despite his own internal conflicts and weak feelings, were easy because he just had to lie and lie and lie. He could mow over his own emotions, whatever they may have been, and do an A+ promotion-worthy job at keeping the humans in his orbit complacent or manipulated in whatever other ways were needed. Any consequences were calculated, though I’m sure he did have some slip-ups at maintaining his lies.

(Aaaaand maybe an affair or two in the 1800s because I'm now kinda obsessed with him losing the battle against his own emotions that irresponsibly once he's gotten some distance from the Darklands and how that may or may not have blown up in his face, and how that fallout/regret/etc informs his choices now).

Anyway, this time around maintaining lies is the opposite of the goal. Barbara wants the whole truth from him and he’ll never get anywhere with her if he doesn’t surrender it. It probably feels like being burned alive to be that open and honest for the first time in that way, and it’s something he has to learn to do because sometimes he doesn’t even know the truth, he’s been wrapped up in a tapestry of facades for so long.

But for the first time he has someone who he doesn’t want to lose and who he doesn’t Have to lose, because for some reason she’s allowed him to earn forgiveness. So it’s very new territory on so many fronts and mister sopping wet pathetic changeling is putting himself through it because he actually has a chance to make it up to someone he loves. He has a chance to act for himself and for someone else in a way that isn’t steeped in lies. And like, as I’ve said five million times here, that really just is not something he’s ever had a fair chance at doing before so openly.

Being vulnerable with other changelings? That’s just giving them an advantage over you. Being vulnerable with other trolls in the Darklands? Haha, Gunmar’s going to throw you to his pet, you idiot. Being vulnerable with humans? Literally the whole point of having the ability to change your appearance is so that you can be the Opposite of vulnerable with humans. And now Strickler has lost that ability in more ways than one so good fucking luck to him! <3

TL;DR, so uh yeah! putting him and Barb together with all their issues? A fun time! Hope they can work something out considering… all that… lol… :’)

#trollhunters tag

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officiallyashley · 1 year

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BLUE EXORCIST HEADCANONS— rin, bon, ash, and shiemi polyamorous relationship

NOTE: I can’t help it. The thought of these four in a polyamorous relationship is fucking adorable 🥰🥰🥰🥰

WARNINGS: mentions of pregnancy.

{~~~}

Ash and Bon are the introverts in the group. Shiemi is a shy extrovert, but an extrovert nonetheless. Rin is definitely more on the extrovert side rather than the introverted side.

Bon is a huge fan of PDA. Small gestures like holding hands and wrapping his arm around their waist are more his cup of tea.

Speaking of tea, I feel like Bon doesn’t drink too much coffee. While he doesn’t particularly crave coffee all that often, Bon does love tea. Specifically green tea and chai tea.

On his off days when everything just seems like nothing is going his way, Shiemi (or Ash or Rin) will make Bon some of his favorite tea.

Ashley has a collection of Long Furbies. Their names are Roanoke, Winchester, Majestic, Roswell, and (the latest addition) Mackey. If you’re wondering: yes, Ashley named her army of long furbies after haunted places and conspiracy theories.

Bon doesn’t blush or fluster often, but he's always sooo damn cute to Shiemi, Ash, and Rin when he does 😊😊😊😊

Like I said previously, Shiemi carries the twins, Akito and Reiko, but Bon fathers the twins.

It’s a common occurrence for someone to walk into one of the lovers’ dorm rooms, only to see Rin, Shiemi, Ash, and Bon passed out on top of each other or cuddling each other.

Alex has taken pictures of those moments and she uses them as blackmail and material to tease Ash, Ryuji, Rin, and Shiemi. She means well, and it’s all in good fun.

Ryuji with his hair down is omg 🥵🥵😫😫 There are some moments where Ash, Rin, and Shiemi just can’t take their eyes off of Ryuji because goddamn you just look sooo hawt 😩😩😳😳

They take turns sleeping with each other. Obviously, because there are four people, the bed would be very crowded lol. Usually what they’ll do is have two of them sleep in one room while the other two sleep in the other room. For example, Ryuji and Ash sleep in Ryuji’s room while Rin and Shiemi sleep in Rin’s room. They’ll switch who they sleep with every so often to make sure everyone gets to cuddle with every party involved.

Ash has really bad congestion. It’s chronic allergies, and it can get really super bad sometimes to the point where Ash gets hit with a little sickness called a sinus infection 🤧🤧🤒🤒

Ash’s congestion gets worse during the spring and summer, as well as her eczema.

Ashley really likes to carry Shiemi. Ash does this to make her blush lol.

When Ash is around her lovers, she can be a bit of an oversharer. With anyone else, though, she keeps certain things to herself. Ash just trusts Rin, Ryuji, and Shiemi more than anyone else in her life, and she knows that they won’t judge her.

There was one time when Ashley was making monkey bread with Brie cheese and cranberries (WHICH IS SOOO GOOD BTW 😌), and Rin was helping her cook it since it takes a bit. Rin had asked her to open some Pillsbury Biscuit cans, and she did, but not how you’re supposed to. Do you know how you’re supposed to hit the middle of the can on something and open it from there? Well, of course, Ashley didn’t do that. She was running off of no sleep for three days straight and opened the can of biscuits up with a can opener. Yeah, the whole thing exploded out of the end of the can… Ashley felt so fucking stupid at that moment, but Ryuji, Rin, and Shura got a hell of a kick outta it, that’s for sure.

Ashley has a very intense fear of water, insects, and loud noises. Her fears are so intense to the point where she will have panic attacks. She’s very jumpy in general, but whenever there are loud noises and insects she’ll fucking cry and break down right there (or shortly thereafter). Her fear of water is so bad that Ash actively avoids taking baths, and she tries to hold out on showers for as long as she can. When she takes showers, Ashley HAS to have Shiemi, Ryuji, and/or Rin in the shower with her to help distract her and calm down.

One time, Ryuji walked in on Ash changing into her lingerie (which are her pajamas btw), and she was blasting Tongue Twister by Cash Cash and singing along to it. When Ash turned around and saw her boyfriend in her bedroom doorway, she froze and both of them were as red as a tomato.

Legit Ryuji just stared at his girlfriend in awe bc omg he loved what he was seeing 😳🥵

Yeah, Ryuji didn’t let Ash live that down for a while after that. Relentless teasing definitely ensued at that moment.

“I want your tongue twister. You got me beggin’ for your head spinner. I want it, I want it. Let’s get loud—”

“You wanna get loud? Then let’s get loud.”

“Ah! Holy shit, Ryuji, you scared me!”

And that’s how Ryuji discovered that Ash sleeps in lingerie.

Rin, Ash, and Shiemi affectionately call Ryuji “Ryu” to fluster him.

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑. 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚. 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥.

#blue exorcist #blue exorcist headcanons #rin okumura #ryuji suguro #shiemi moriyama #ashley sato #rin x ash x shiemi x ryuji #blue exorcist polyamorous relationship #blue exorcist polyamorous headcanons #officiallyashley #ashwrites #blue exorcist oc

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tired-biscuit · 1 year

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hiii, just oversharing, i was a teen mom and next week my girl it’s going to her first day in kindergarten 🤧 i’m so proud of her (and myself) can u share some thoughts on kiba comforting his so in their kid first day?

hiiii bb, ofc!! btw congrats for you and the kiddo starting a new chapter in your lives. i'm crossing my fingers that she makes lots of friends and that it's not stressful for both you and her <3

anyways, speaking of stress; i think kiba would be able to feel it growing along with the tension in the household as you'd slowly inch closer to the 'big day'. imo he'd be super intuitive and good at reading his partner's feelings (especially after years of an established relationship), so he'd also sort of feel agitated by you worrying so much, and would probs insist on skipping work just to stay home with you that morning and keep you company.

like, agitated or not - it comes from a place of love. he'd probably understand that being alone, wandering around the house and feeling all sorts of aimless, would be your deal-breaker. and it's no wonder why - after all, who wouldn't act weird, when all of a sudden they'd find themselves having free time they don't know how to spend after not having it for so long, busy routine suddenly broken. so he attempts to do just that - to upkeep the routine by keeping you distracted for those couple of hours. that way, you can't pay attention to how silent and mess-free your home is, and that's a win in his book.

so he's making you crawl back into bed after you drop off your kid together with these tight feelings in your chests, and cuddles you real close, even closer than usual because it's hard for the both of you. makes you watch a couple of episodes of a new shitty series with him that's the first thing he finds on netflix, and spoils you with kisses and hugs. even runs his fingers along your arm in that way you like for extra measure.

when you drag yourselves out of bed, he helps you cook breakfast, then, and makes you laugh by messing up because he's lost the hang of it over the years - he'll never admit it though. helps you clean that same mess he refuses to acknowledge, but not before he eats with you properly; his phone left untouched on the kitchen counter, much like your own.

he talks, then. and talks and talks and talks. teases you a bit, too; calls you soft for getting teary-eyed over a silly thing like kindergarten. "it's not like it's a prison," he tells you. "the damn kid is gonna be back home by two."

he even jokes that you can go to the bedroom real quick - that godawful episode of that equally as godawful show still playing - and that he'll give you another one to take care of if you don't stop pouting already. that he'll gladly do it, actually. right here; right now.

and you just laugh at that. pretend like you don't see him checking the clock every five minutes or so, just like you've been doing for all this time. 2 pm can't come fast enough <3

#THIS WAS SO CUTE TO THINK ABOUT #girl dad keeb lives in my head rent free

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russeliarat · 1 year

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You are absolutely deserving of support and comfort. We may not know each other very well, but I do think of you as a friend (please forgive me if this is overstepping), and my life is objectively better for your presence in it. If you ever did something drastic and vanished from my world, I would be devastated… and unless someone posted on your account to explain what happened, I would never know what became of you. I can't even begin to imagine what the people closest to you would feel, how much bigger the void in their hearts would be, compared to mine. The world and everyone in it would persist, less whole for the loss of you. Of course, I'm not telling you to live your life for the sake of other people. There is nothing that would make me happier than you living joyfully for its own sake. I'm probably over-sharing here, but my own lowest point, I made a few half-hearted attempts to kill myself... I was lucky that there was someone to kick my ass, drive me to classes, and keep me fed. I don't know where I'd be, now, if a friend hadn't lit a fire under me. But even though I still have depressive days, does it help at all to hear that I'm in a much better place, now? I think you can get to that place, too, where you can look back at the point where your existence was the most miserable, and be glad you carried on living anyway. There are far too many people you haven't had the chance to meet, yet, people that will grow to love you--and also too many experiences down the line that would be worth holding on for. It absolutely can get better. It does get better. I hope that working towards a future like that can be enough to sustain you for now, and I hope it helps to know that you're cherished. I'm truly privileged to have met you.

I never thought I'd be able to actually affect anyone in a way that suggests I have for you. At least in my real life experiences away from social media, it's almost as if my friends aren't truly my friends and that they can leave me at the drop of a hat - that's how insignificant I am. I've been convinced for so long that I could never be so important that I would upset someone upon my death, not even if it were from natural causes or illness. It's funny how I believe people on the internet I've known for a year moreso than the people I would've known for coming up to five years. And I think I'd like to call you a friend, but friend seems like too little of a title. I wish there was a word between platonic and romance, where you trust someone so very deeply because there's so many unnamed levels and tiers to friendship.

I hate to admit it but it feels like I'm living only for me and I feel so incredibly selfish for it, but I know it's because I'm so deeply untrusting of everyone around me. I hope I can find a person who can help me as much as yours did, I feel like I truly do need one right now. They sound like such a wonderful person. Never feel like you're oversharing, it was quite nice to hear something so personal and be able to relate it to myself, despite how sad it is that it's a shared experience.

And YOU feel privileged to have met ME? I feel that needs to be the other way around because there's no way I'm deserving of any kind of honour like that. If anything, meeting and interacting with you is a privilege, you're an amazing author, artist, PERSON, you're such an inspiration to me and my work, it's unbelievable that's even a comment that could be written from your screen to mine.

#ask russ

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boredymcbored · 2 years

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A Celebration

to growth and progress.

I was crying just last week about the fact that a lot of wishes I've had are being realized and not only is that happening, but it’s also happening in such a wonderful environment of loving people that can and want to support me in various ways. And it’s such a blessing. An honor. To go from not knowing where the hell you wanted to be just 5 years ago to, not being there quite yet, but starting to see an actual path start to form? To see your yellow brick road start to be paved one brick at a time?

It’s surreal.

And part of me feels like I’ve done nothing in particular to deserve it. SOOOO much of this is luck. Accidentally oversharing there, being at the right place, right time, here, running into a person and just deciding to talk to them out of boredom until it becomes a regular friend.... Like, do you know how much of this isn’t really me, but just circumstance?

But then another part of me wants to acknowledge all the work I have done over the years. The seeds I’ve planted and watered. I may not have fully invested in all of them. Some have died. Some I watered and maybe didn’t water enough. Some too much. Some didn’t grow to the heights I wanted it to. And then others? Have grown without me fully realizing the exponential growth it had taken on until I’m left in awe at the number of fruits its bearing.

And part of me wants to ask, how did it grow so fast? To go from nothing so quickly, it can feel like things just picked up a personality of its own and a sudden gust turned into a whirlwind. But, in reality, this is so long in the making, I didn’t even realize. The little parts here and there that felt so disjointed, it’s main motivating factor really a sudden burst of creativity fuel by the manic rush ADHD can sometimes produce.

I’m just so thankful... Because I didn’t do this alone and needed the wonderful words, advice and guidance of so many lovely people. People that gave me a chance and believed in me when I didn’t. When I still sometimes don’t.

But when those feelings come, I have to wrap myself in the love of those around me that are offering me the gift of kindness. Remember all the things I’ve gone through and overcome to get to this point. I need to hone in on the love of myself.

I’m trying. I’ll succeed. I’ll fail. I’ll do somethings in between. But I hope to keep going. Because I have so far and things are starting to formulate into a reality I never truly thought was possible. Even when I don’t realize it. I got to keep going.

#and with love and patience #i'll do it #i'll do the things #i'll make it #whatever it that means for me at the time #if you're somehow reading this #and were an integral part of me being who I am #even if you think you weren't integral #(i assure you you are)#thank you #sincerely #i wouln't be who I am without you #i wouldn't be so honored to get to a point where I'm realizing several hopes and wishes #i shed tears of joy thanks to you #i'm so very thankful to have you in my life #one more time #thank you so very very mich

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