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camilleflyingrotten · 3 months
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romanticjunk · 2 months
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sappiest sapp
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cyxnidx · 5 months
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YOUR SOUL !
character: choso x reader
genre: fluffy, sappy shit :p
warnings: just some fluff. and uh, poetic choso? maybe?
a/n: a bit of a rainy day today, so i decided to make something a little softer today. i'm not good with sappy shit but i tried; also the beginning is just.. angsty? kind of? i have no real idea what i was doing here
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you found yourself breaking down - why? at the moment, you couldn't fathom a reason.
sniffling, tears ran down your cheeks to be caught by your boyfriends hoodie. your head was throbbing from the constant stress and crying.
your muffled apologies and useless reasonings were hushed by the thick fabric while his larger hands worked to instill comfort into you.
because for the moment, that's all he knew how to do.
other than the occasional-
"baby?" choso's soft, smooth voice beat against the walls of your skull, trying to pull you back from your constant sobbing. "baby, did something happen?"
though, he got no response.
he felt about as powerless as a puppy in the moment. it wasn't like he could read your mind, and he was sure you didn't expect him to.
but damn, nothing?
resorting to what felt like his last resort, he began humming. humming, and using his larger frame to rock you side to side with him.
perhaps he had to treat you like a baby to get you to calm down? you did like being spoiled.
and after about five minutes passed, you began to hush. your sobs got quieter and quieter, apologies lessoned and random words seized.
he got you to stop.
it almost bought a smile to his face - but he wasn't exactly finished yet.
"l'me hear you, baby. what's the matter?" he asks softly, lifting your face from his now snot-covered hoodie.
your eyes were red and puffy, lips pouty and face wet. you looked ruined.
"m' sorry-"
"stop; stop apologizing, baby. tell me what's wrong." he says gently, minding his tone as to not stress you again. "what caused you to cry so much, hm?"
and at his question, you felt your eyes tear up once again.
"no, it's okay." he drew his thumb up to wipe them away. "no more tears, talk to me baby."
you blink, vision blurry. "jus' love you so much, but-" you swallow harshly.
"but?" he waits, embracing the silence with patience as you gather your response the best you could.
"jus feel like m' not enough for you sometimes, y'know?" you say through a choked tone, trying to force out a laugh. a mere chuckle, to try and make the conversation more lighthearted. lessening it to something minuscule.
choso's eyes widen, only for a moment, only for a millisecond before you decide to put your head back down. to find comfort in his heartbeat, to hopefully block out both the negative thoughts and the wretched migraine you've given yourself.
"oh.." was all you heard, and you could swear you felt something in your chest break, only for a moment. and the silence that follows is like the last straw for the dam trying to keep your tears from leaving your eyes. the waterworks were on again, and you felt even worse.
a hand comes from your back and instead to your jawline, lifting your face to make eye contact with him. silently, choso runs his thumb under your puffy eyes, hushing you quietly and wiping your tears. his digits run over your features.
making their way from under your eyes, to the sides and bridge of your nose. the cupids bow of your lip, and the cheeks he always loves to see smile. and in doing that itself makes himself smile.
his fingers explore from your cheeks to your eyes once again, adorning their shape and your eyebrows above them, and finally, he speaks. he speaks in which to you, felt like he hasn't spoken for decades, and says,
"not enough?" he kisses your forehead, hands cupping your face gently. "baby, you're all i could've wished for."
and in gazing at your eyes, he can tell there's doubt. which almost makes him frown. "i love all of you, not just your physical features but your emotional and mental features, too. i adore the way you think, the way you interact with things and the way you interact with me. i feel weak in the knees when i hear your voice, and every, little, touch," he touches the tip of your nose playfully. "warms my body with joy. joy i haven't felt in a very long while."
a soft look of admiration crosses him when he sees you're still pouting, but he adores it nonetheless.
he kisses the perimeter of your face, a smile tracing across his lips when he hears your small protest mixed with a playful giggle. "i love you with my mind, heart, body, and soul. i love you with all i've been given. and with every bit of adoration you give to me i try my hardest to pour back into you." he then places his forehead on yours, eyes meeting yours once again.
and for the time he's there, it feels like he doesn't blink, nor move a muscle for the time he's holding you there. just gazing at you, into you.
"if they say the eyes are the window to the soul, i'd gaze into yours for a lifetime. almost like a deer in headlights. you, and your soul, amaze me."
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tightjeansjavi · 4 months
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We’re days away from 2023 ending and I’m feeling so many things that I fear I can’t put into words the way I wish I could. I’ve been in this community for 10 months and it feels like just yesterday I was posting my very first Joel fic, BIAHD after watching TLOU and immersing myself in the Pedro fandom. 10 months of writing, of reflecting, of making friends, and losing some along the way. 10 months of the highs and lows that come with being deeply involved in a community.
Ever since I was little I always struggled to feel like I fit in somewhere. I never was a popular kid. I was the kid picked last for everything. The kid that would invite everyone to her birthday party only to be letdown when only a handful would show up. In highschool I was your stereo typical nerd. I played the violin, golf, and I was the horse girl. Better known to some as the “pizza faced horse girl.” I got bullied a lot. Felt like the outcast that no one ever wanted. I found myself feeling envious of the girls in highschool with boyfriends and dates to the school dances. I always found myself turning to the things I loved the most to feel like I was wanted. I read a lot, both books and fanfiction. I became an avid model horse collector and I felt like I was finally belonging somewhere. Going to college was probably one of the best decisions I ever made..and then Covid happened and I felt like I was starting from square one.
I have made so many friends on here. Both old and new, and I am forever grateful for every friendship I have here. I’m grateful that I can have a safe space to write the stories that speak to me and share them with all of you.
2023 has taught me some valuable lessons that I will be taking with me into 2024. Life is all about learning from your mistakes, holding yourself accountable and growing. And with that, life is also about the good times and all the accomplishments, big and small.
I am grateful to my fellow writers, readers and everyone in between that I share a space with, and even if we have never spoken, and only have seen eachother on the dash? I’m grateful for you as well.
My hope for 2024 is that we’re all kinder both to those we share a space with and to ourselves. Community spaces are so vital to the human experience and I hope that this one never dies off. I can’t wait to see what we all accomplish into the new year.
Thank you for your kindness, support, empathy, and love. Thank you for reminding me that I am wanted even during the times that I feel I am not. I appreciate every single one of you that are here.
I am especially grateful for the shared friendships with @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @5oh5 @loquaciousferret @cavillscurls @thetriumphantpanda @pascalpvnk @cayleejz @netherfeildren @chloeangelic @macfrog @corazondebeskar @morning-star-joy @joelsgreys @cupofjoel @romanarose @gracieispunk @strang3lov3 @cherubispunk @saradika @elvinaa @dinsdjrn and many many more 🤍
Here’s to 2024 and making new friends, to learning and growing, and sharing more stories.
I am wishing you all a very Happy New Year 🤍
-Gi
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As the SMP comes to an end in just under a month, I'd like to say a few words of appreciation to you all.
To start, the Cast. You all need a lot more credit than you get. With all of the commands you do behind the scenes of lore, and all the time and effort to make cutscenes, art or cosplay, or even in minecraft, we all thank you for such a wonderful job you do. I started watching Fable SMP during August last year (Sherbert's last sherbathon) and have loved it since the first episode we watched there. Slowly, I managed to get really into it and then the brainrot hit. Though I thank you for it. Without this SMP I don't think I could ever be where I am now. You guys have created a wonderful story that helped me realise things about myself, and you all have created a safe and all-including space here on the discord server. Without that, I wouldn't be as motivated to write, or as confident to talk in VC and even sometimes show my face. Thank you.
And to you, Chatters. Thank you for all you've done to support and uplift not just me, but everyone in this community, to make a welcoming space for new people and assist them in how to quickly catch up to lore in this next month before the finale. As someone who was very nervous first joining this community and to talk on these online platforms, you have allowed me to gain comfortability and grow as a person, fanfic writer who wrote that one prison duo fic, and occasional artist. You also helped me grow comfortable with talking and sometimes even showing my face in VC, especially after I had some not-great experiences in other servers.
So in conclusion, the one thing I have to say is Thank you. <3 yes i was being sappy today, i love you guys <3
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poetrybyonur · 24 days
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Find comfort in my arm, relief in my words and tranquility in my presence. Let my heartbeat be your lullaby.
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smallgronk · 8 months
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This Community: A Love Letter <3
When I originally joined Tumblr, it was because reddit was being fucking dumb and I didn't want to support it. I had been a user for almost a decade and it really was frustrating to leave a platform I enjoyed so much. It turns out to have been one of the best things to ever happen to me. I went from a lurker to being active in a wonderful community here on Tumblr. I originally joined because I wanted to see the same memes I got from reddit, and I loved the horny vibe mixed in. It was right when I was beginning to explore myself for the first time in my life, rather than just floating along. When I got here, it took me a bit to find my feet, and holy shit was the effort worth it. I struggled with feeling like I was invading, but so many people took my hand and let me know I was welcome all the same. Whether I knew what I was or not, and because of that I was able to truly immerse myself fully in a vibrant queer community for the first time. I had plenty of interactions with many in the queer community before, but not from the inside like it happened here. I finally was able to figure out something that made me feel comfortable with myself. I realize in hindsight, I had never truly felt at peace. I suspected I might be trans before I came here, but I learned some of what being trans means to me in this place. I was content to leave the story at that! To have been grateful for the small kindnesses afforded to me by those around me. To start to try and help others see the same things I had my eyes opened to, and just move forward. And then this week happened, and it feels like my life is going to have a before and after. In a mere five days I have had so many things occur it takes me paragraphs to even glimpse the surface. Death, fear, bravery, exploration, romance, joy, and hope. I have experienced these things more deeply in a matter of days than I have in the last decades of my life as a guy. I have spent mere weeks as a girl on tumblr, a week in my house as a girl, have yet to try and be a girl in public, and I don't even think I consider myself a woman yet, but my life as a girl has felt like its almost just as long as the life I spent as a man. Its incredible. In the middle of this incredible, horrible, beautiful, and terrifyingly stressful week I didn't know how I was going to make it through each minute let alone get through each day. And then this silly little horny community reached out to me. Everywhere I turned I had people not just offer support when I complained, I had people reach out just to let me know they were there if I needed them. I'm so used to just shoving things down and dealing with it alone that I didn't even know how to accept this much help. Every time I had gotten everything shoved down again I had someone else reassure me that I was allowed to lean on them if I needed. It was incredible. It felt almost coordinated with how many people helped me. And I just don't think it's possible for me to express my love for everyone in this community who has helped me both this week, and in the time leading up to it. Those who have given me tips. Those who have helped me find myself. Those who have made me feel beautiful. Those who have let me lean on them when I needed to cry. Those who just let me know they would worry for me. @xenasaur @justaflatbitch @userwordandpassname @rosieeyes @crocadilly @latenitegirlluv @evergreen-femme @v10l3nt-gl1tch3s @tymera @godincarsnate-blog Thank you. I have already said words to some of you, but there is no chance it accurately gets across how much so many people here have meant for me in the little time I've spent. I have surely missed people here, so please don't think you don't matter if you haven't made the list. It's not just these few people. It's the entire community that gathers together and makes this kind of thing happen. Everyone has played a role in making such a lovely space what it is. Big hugs, much love- Jay
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hermionesmoon · 12 days
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i can’t wait to shift. i can’t wait to have good friends. i can’t wait to have a good family. i can’t wait to have someone who truly loves me. i can’t wait to not be filled with anxiety all the time. i can’t wait to go to sleep with a smile on my face. i can’t wait to be around people who understand me. i can’t wait to see my dog again. i cant wait for people to be there for me when i’m sad. i can’t wait for people to be there for me when i’m happy. i can’t wait to be free. yes it may have took years but it’s worth it 100% for a lifetime of being free.
i used to be miserable wondering why i’m not in my dr yet but now i know it’ll be okay, i know i can shift and i know i will shift no matter what.
have faith in yourselves.
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Yesterday was my birthday and I had such a wonderful day.
My partner got me an Evenstar necklace 😩💜
And my sister treated me to an all you can eat buffet.
I’ve also been shown so much love from my fellow tumblrinas and ah I don’t know what I’d do without y’all!
Happy spoopy season y’all!
@gracieispunk @littlevenicebitch69 @wannab-urs @beskarandblasters @patti7dc @pastelnap @jksprincess10 @pr0ximamidnight @chloeangelic @atinylittlepain @futuraa-free @beefrobeefcal @iamasaddie @gossipgirl-03 @atticrissfinch and the rest of y’all. I love you so much.
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꒷꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚꒦꒷︶˚︶︶꒷꒦˚︶˚︶︶꒷
Hey it’s me your Favorite Chick,
I’m just callin cause I’m feelin pretty homesick.
Hasn’t been the same without you since you left.
I feel like a lunatic or someone who feels seasick.
Could you be home maybe by a quarter of six?
The way I should’ve kiss you with the same shade of lipstick that I left on your white collar,
Filling the holes of my sweater and maybe other things that feel sweeter,
“I swear this can get better.”
From that night with my voice as a soft whisper.
Rolling throughout your head “ you stupid just kiss her.”
I just want you to miss me,
Cause I know you’re up past 3.
Working till you’re fingers bleed.
And I’m just drivin’ tryin not to over speed.
Because baby I’m a thousand miles away,
And I’m just sitting here pretty.
But I’ll call you up to say “Hey there fuck that girl named Delilah”
What’s it’s like in New York city?
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cowboylikemorgan · 26 days
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Star Wars Birthday headcanons that make me sad
Very dumb and not canon-compliant, but I think they should acknowledge birthdays more in Star Wars. Just imagine the possibilities.
Clone Force 99 cooking a cake for Omega. It's not very good but their heart is in it. The gifts are very poorly wrapped (or not at all) but Omega loves it. The Clone Force 99 brothers would all have the same birthday so they do one huuuge party
Rex & Anakin tease Ahsoka about getting elderly on her birthday. She acts annoyed but appreciates it. It's a well known, but unspoken rule that you never directly acknowledger Anakin's birthday. He feels his mother's absence more on those days.
CLONE BIRTHDAYS!!! There's so many that they can't do big celebrations. But to clones, birthdays are less about getting older. Instead, it's more about acknowledging that they survived another cycle. And remembering those comrades who didn't make it.
Just a thought :)
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lawsbiana · 4 months
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Loving her and supporting her was one of the greatest and most magical adventures of 2023. It felt right to bring in the new year by her side. There are no enough words in the english language that could fully encapsulate how much she means to me. I will forever be grateful for all the laughs, the banter, the comfort, the advice and affection. Her energy is so beautiful and being in her presence is one of my favorite things in the world. I cant wait to see what this year brings for her and to be there through it all. She is truly magic.
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rhoorl · 5 months
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Sappy, rambling post under the cut
Taking time to reflect today on so many things. Sometimes in the hustle and bustle of the daily grind, it's easy for me to lose sight of things I'm grateful for.
This year, one of those things is this platform. Who would have known that a 48 year old man would bring so many awesome people into my life and also allow me to explore a creative side of myself that I didn't think was there anymore. On top of that, I've stumbled into a place that is equal parts supportive, hilarious, and full of thots. There's so many talented, caring, and lovely people here and I'm so thankful I get to call several of them friends.
As someone who up until this point spent most of her online life as a lurker, these past several months have been such an exercise in coming out of my comfort zone ... what a ride it has been! To anyone who has read any of my silly stories or my posts yelling about gray sweatpants, Young Joel ™️ and other assorted foolishness, thank you. I've enjoyed interacting with you however you have felt comfortable. And thank you to everyone who has welcomed me and have humored me.
So thank you for being here and I hope you find something that makes you smile today! 💕
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poetrybyonur · 8 months
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I hold the world in my arms, and my world is you.
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anthemofgvf · 9 months
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after the events of tonight, i’m feeling so grateful to be a part of a fandom who loves the same band as me. greta will forever be that band that can not only exude euphoria, but also love through their music and their presence. they bare their hearts to us every night, and you can feel that as they play and when you watch videos of them.
josh choking up at the end of LML was so powerful, in the sense of he knows he’s loved by millions of people. i am one of those, and will forever love the four men who create the band. did i shed a tear or 100? absolutely. but they were happy tears, because i love greta van fleet, and am so thankful for their existence.
they’re one of those bands who you can tell they love every single one of their fans, and it creates such a powerful movement that’s so gratifying, it alleviates pain and all your worries, and most of all, makes you feel loved.
i love you greta van fleet, and i love all of you on here (and the rest of the peaceful army/gresties) ❤️❤️
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phantomram-b00 · 3 months
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So I know I’m super late. Valentine’s Day is done. Finish. At least in my time zone. But there was this one headcanon/scenario I thought of.
So I think I heard about how Crowley’s a painter or dabbles in painting. And also there is this popular (and in a sense implied) headcanon of Crowley’s eyes not seeing stars for his snake eyes. And I love them both sm. (Well not the last one, that one is sad but I guess what I mean is I do headcanon it too)
But for some reason, I’ve had an headcanon where Aziraphale bought like a heart shaped box of chocolate for Crowley. They done this sometimes for Valentine’s Day. (Quote the scrapped scene) but then he had an idea: to paint the front of the box but to what? Then an idea pop into his head. He decided to paint over the front box. Putting in minute details. Making sure the colors worked nicely. And once it dried, he look at what he painted, it stars themed. But specifically, it the stars and galaxies he remembers seeing with Crowley. And he knows he can’t see it so for Valentine’s Day he thought “why not I try to recapture that scenery for him so he can see it”.
Then once Crowley comes with his gifts and they exchange them, Crowley see the painted front of the box. As Azirpahale explain his process and why he did it, Crowley rushes over to hug him and the star theme box of chocolate. Because he gets to hug and see his two stars.
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