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a-q2 · 2 years
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Posted this like forever ago on another account but 🙏🏽
(Dw guys Bruce will sleep with your moms and girlfriends too)
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andfinally2998 · 11 months
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Reminiscence
It's strange to think there's been so much time without you. You kept a lot of things together, so we've all noticed the change. But it still feels like you're with us right now. I find it a little odd, but I guess it makes sense. I still wish I could take back the day that I last saw you. … I wish I could at least change one thing. I didn't even really give you a goodbye. For me, that's the worst part, really. Because I think that the best way to part ways with a friend, regardless of the when or the why.. is just to say "See ya later!" Just like you usually would. Because we will meet again, after all. Good friends always do, right? … That's a quote from somewhere, I'm sure. Either way, I hope we can talk again soon. No matter how it happens, we've all missed you a lot.
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i still see your face, but there's no trace
photographs, no goodbyes
it seems like I must been dreaming
but it's all here in black and white
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oldestsoul · 1 year
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hiraeth-22 · 6 months
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covered-in-bones · 9 months
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theres nothing like mourning your dreams, something you never got to touch, something you never get to feel. There are no memories to reminisce, theres nothing but that sliver of your soul that died and began to decay.
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damien-wolfram-art · 7 months
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Getting Over it
** Writer's note: If you want to set the mood, I have a song for you to listen to before reading! Here it is! I'll also link a time stamp for the climax later on! **
**Extra Credit! I made a playlist! Rock on with Menma!**
“Uggh!” Groaned Menma, rolling from one side to his other on his messy bed. His mind was rife with thoughts of his recent break-up and the events leading up to it. His relationship hadn’t been particularly rough. He thought it had been going well actually.
Sakura Haruno was the child of heroes. She was extremely well known and well liked in The Hidden Leaf Village, Menma’s home village. When he was placed on her team, it felt like a blessing. Sure, he had to share her with, Mr. Useless, Sasuke, but he could ignore him. As payment, he would get to see Sakura’s inherited strength up close. Little did he know though, that his admiration would blossom into something much more.
The two started dating after a very informative training session. Sakura felled many trees that morning. Menma quietly watched over her as usual until she targeted the tree he was in. Observant as he was, he noticed right away and instead of fleeing, jumped down to catch her glowing blue fist.
Her big pretty green eyes opened wide, and he grit his teeth, meeting her gaze with his own tired deep blue ones. His deep purple chakra emerged and overtook hers, stopping her dead in her tracks before his back could even hit the tree.
“Men-ma?” Sakura whispered in surprise. Usually, people stayed far away from her fists if they could avoid it. Her monster strength struck fear into both her enemies and allies. “W-what are you doing? You could’ve gotten hurt!”
Menma’s chakra dissipated and he loosed Sakura’s fist. He let out an exhausted chuckle before speaking, “I’ve been gauging your strength for a while now, y’know? I needed to test it for myself.” He slumped against the tree and Sakura followed him, crouching in front of him.
“Menma!”
“I’m fine,” he dismissed. “Just took a lot more chakra than I was expecting. You really are strong.”
“I-I’ve never met someone so reckless!” Sakura chastised and Menma just laughed some more– weakly.
“You weren't worried about me, were you?”
“I-I,” she didn’t answer.
“Heh, we should train together more. I get the feeling that we’d both get better for it y’know?”
“Why don’t we go grab a meal? We can talk about training over lunch.”
The rest was history. The two would train until near exhaustion and then date in what remained of their off hours. It all changed after one fateful mission though.
Menma still couldn’t totally remember what happened. He remembered the difficulty of his mission escalating dramatically– far beyond the range for a team of genin like his. He also remembered waking in the hospital. It was Sasuke who told him that Sakura too had been injured. He rushed to see her, but she refused him entry.
Now, all Menma felt he could do was feel sorry for himself for losing such a catch. He rolled over again and changed the music track on his phone from a somber rock song to something much more intense. Inside him, something terrible stirred. He winced as the wave of gut-wrenching hatred resonated within him– Kurama, The Nine Tailed Fox. “Not now,” he moaned.
“You’re pitiful!” Snarled a deep guttural internal voice.
“Shut up…”
“Brat, you dare address me with disrespect!?!”
“I don’t really feel like talking,” Menma explained, curling up.
“You’ve got to be kidding me…I can’t believe I’m actually bonded to you.”
“Leave then,” Menma ordered weakly.
Kurama growled, “You really are annoying.” A ninth of the beast’s chakra jumped out of Menma, manifesting as a small, masked fox.
Menma peered over his bed at the beast curiously. “What are you doing?” He asked.
“You need to get over yourself! She was just one mate!”
“Mate?”
“Girlfriend, wife, who cares what you Humans call it!”
Menma blushed at the idea of Sakura being his wife, but returning to the conversation with Kurama, shook his head. “Whaddaya mean get over myself?” He snapped back.
“She’s just one mate! You can find another.”
“She’s The Child of Heroes! -”
“And I am the Nine Tails!” Screamed Kurama loud enough to shake Menma down to his very core. The small fox shifted into the form of a masked large white tiger and pounced upon him. “She is not the only grand achievement you have attained, nor will she be the last!”
“Kurama, what are you doing?”
“Showing you just how stupid you are being!” Kurama answered and with a clawed paw flipped his Human partner. “So, what if she left you?!?” He ripped off his bottoms, so that he was exposed. “You have other accomplishments and will certainly have more! See!”
Menma grunted, feeling the large beast invade him. “Kurama!” He squealed–face hot from angry embarrassment.
“How many can claim to have mated with a tailed beast, hm?” Asked the beast.
“Not many,” said Menma, now understanding that Kurama was trying to cheer him up.
“Yet another of your accomplishments!” Exclaimed Kurama. He was extremely rough.
Menma bit his lip and took his barbed thrusts painfully. “You bastard,” he grunted breathlessly. “Can’t you go a little easier?” Despite his whining, Menma was feeling a little better.
“Don’t act like you don’t like it. I’ve seen what you do behind closed doors!” Kurama scolded, slamming deeply into Menma and crashing into something that made his Human partner yelp with delight.
Kurama was right. Menma often allowed himself to get plowed and was as fond, if not more, of playing with his own holes as he was touching himself elsewhere. The more Kurama railed him in that spot, the more Menma got closer to his climax.
“Ah fuck, Kurama!” Menma groaned lustily, moving his hips with his beast. Their final thrusts were perfectly timed to the beat of the music.  A strikingly impressive guitar solo from his still blaring phone stole his mind and he spilled out onto the sheets he was humping. It was one of his favorite artists too.
Inside of their mind palace, Kurama sneered. Inside of Menma, he came. The two rode out the rest of the song breathing in sync with Kurama laying heavily on his partner.
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upismediacenter · 1 year
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LITERARY: Ang Karumaldumal na Pagkawala ng Fried Chicken Ko
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dsktpgeneration · 2 years
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REMINISCE
The past and future have begun to converge.
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obfuscxte · 2 years
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shiranuiamaterasu · 9 months
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This is a picture I asked my poppy to make. I asked him to draw anything! When prompted he said “Oh I can’t draw anymore with my hands as bad as they are” etc. But after persisting and continuing to ask he said ok and made this picture.
Included in it is his truck. In the front seat is him and my nana. The back seat is me and my siblings. In the trunk is our dogs. We are all up north in the woods enjoying a drive (which we used to do every year until we all got older and sold the cabin).
This was literally so heartwarming and I love my poppy so much.
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anghelpo · 11 months
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I am not an author, nor trying to be one but, I'd like to start a story that I like to re-read or reminisce someday. I'd like to start to write down my thoughts and emotions.
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tha-wrecka-stow · 8 months
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The Album
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The Single(s)
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