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#visitation from heaven
egophiliac · 1 year
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they're baaaaaack
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nev4chii · 7 months
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“Uraraka looks so pretty with headbands” is the only thought that's been in my mind lately
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oatbugs · 11 days
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procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally
#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months#to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them#in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago.#(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought#i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are#and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it#its worth missing i think#i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over#(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year)#(hed come across the bridge on a lake)#we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared.#it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think#i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much.#and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat#they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand#how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much#i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around#something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode#arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully#last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing#and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets#and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably#have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused#blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like#i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much#my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to#music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads#i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says#what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine.#she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.
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soulthesimmer · 4 months
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espiritogato · 8 months
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If you pay close attention, you’ll notice your loved ones in heaven are always leaving you signs everywhere, to let you know they are still around
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bunnyb34r · 1 month
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I swear to God my house is fucking haunted (I mean I knew it was but like MORE haunted) like theres been shit falling over for no reason all fucking day
The hair spray bottle that hasnt been touched in months fell off the sink. Something in the kitchen fell, I did not investigate. The tv antenna was knocked down. And just now there was a fucking stuffed animal avalanche bc like three fucking stuffed animals that havent been touched in YEARS launched off the top shelf and knocked my hello kitty water dispenser down (thankfully I do not use it, it is decorative), both the doll rooms off (breaking one :( minor damage but still), the one apparently load bearing plushie behind the dispenser fell in the empty space, and the stupid straw hat I have kept falling when I put it back.
Like what's your fucking problem??? Am I not paying enough attention to you fucking ghosts?? Are you trying to get my attention to tell me something? Bc if so I ain't gonna listen if you keep knockin my shit down. I fucking have two drinks on the nightstand where the dispenser is and I'm so fucking lucky they didnt get hit bc god I would be LIVID. Like cant you write on the bathroom mirror or send me coins like yall usually do?? What do you want?????
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yellow-faerie · 9 months
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Wow, I have a fic description and a fic title before I've even established a proper fic plot
(this is probably because I'm very excited about this fic and it's potential...)
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Here are my tags because I started explaining the plot and want it actually in the post rather than just the tags lol:
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#Aziraphale gets removed from the book of life is like...the main plot#and - through various means - it is Crowley remembering him and bringing him back#(with guest star appearances from Adam and the Them on a school trip to yo London; Warlock#running away from his parents for the third time; Muriel who is cheerily *not* realising that they used to be a very powerful angel before#a mind wipe; Maggie and Nina dancing around the fact that Nina might very well be ready for that next step; Beelzebub and Gabriel both#visiting Crowley separately for couple's counselling (although *why* he cannot fathom; and the second coming of Christ#although she is not at all what heaven was planning - in fact#heaven didn't know she existed yet)#but it is also Crowley being miserable and lonely and kind of not knowing why#but being reminded of something until things start to fall into place#and then history is a bit weird until they defeat Metatron (fuck 'im) and put Aziraphale's name back#(this fic *really* makes me wish I could draw because a big part of it is that Eve#- the second coming of Christ - keeps getting visions of the past as it was when Aziraphale still existed#since she's technically God and i think God is probably the only one to whom edits to the book of life don't affect#and Crowley finds it#and I think it would be so cool to have like pages of notebook and sketches in between the fic writing)#GO2#Good Omens Season 2#Good Omens#Ineffable Husbands#because I wrote an essay in the tags of my own post instead of in the main body (like a fool)#Fae Rambles Into The Void#How To Make A Nightingale Sing#<- the current working title
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gctchell · 2 months
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house call. [ starter call ] // @jizzlords
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"You don't know what it means to me that you came all this way, baby bird. I know that we are a long ways from Lust, and you have a lot of food on your plate." Lilith's head was reclined against Asmodeus's arm, her hand just about vanished in the center of his gloved palm, but rested there just the same - and despite its size, her other cradled it from below, cupping a knuckle and supporting it. "I would have made the journey if I could, but I just haven't been feeling very well. I needed to see you."
Guilt laced Lilith's words, and the light in her eyes dimmed. He was such a busy man, she felt rotten putting him out like that. Seven years though, she reminded herself! Seven years of enforced non-communication, not even a text or an e-mail (Heaven's service is not really famous for its Infernal long distance calling) .. One little request for a visit was surely warranted. When she was back on her feet, she'd be the one popping by Ozzie's and the Palace without hesitation.
"Charlotte missed you a great deal. I thought you would be leaving with her forged to your side. ♪"
The Hotel was electric with the arrival of a Deadly Sin. He was invited by Lilith, but Charlie practically flew at him and stayed attached like a magnet for a majority of the visit until responsibility gently drew her away. One of the taller residents, who came in shades of pink, was particularly fawning over Ozzie whenever he got the chance, only to be detoured by Vaggie so that he did not steal the spotlight, which led to some squabbling as she practically dragged him from the room.
And then there was the little maid who looked like she fell in love from the first moment she saw him. Many sinners and demons alike swooned in the Sin's presence, and she now joined the ranks as she skittered through the vents, tracking the duo down the stairs. She stayed out of view, for now.. Geez, he was huge!
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newfeeling77 · 4 months
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i was looking thru boxes at my grandma’s and i found an afghan that i got in a care package from the JCC when i was 8 and in the hospital for a week. i assumed it got thrown out like most of my stuff after my parents died :( its so much smaller than i remember lol
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shamelessshepherd · 1 year
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Im feeling the tokophobia really strongly tonight
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cowlovely · 7 months
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sometimes i think about the absolutely batshit insane things that happened in warrior cats that have somehow managed to remain largely unknown by people outside the fanbase and i start to lose it
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neverendingford · 8 months
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#tag talk#as much as I hate to see the social cinema grow as I get new followers. we're at a good and satisfying number. and I like that#also also also. I've introduced a friend to Hannibal (tv show) and he's loving it and I'm so happy cause none of#of my other friends have been able to stomach the body horror. so it's super cool to find someone to hype over it with#another random story that I genuinely can't remember if I said already. got told by a kid in minecraft that he's smiled a lot more around me#which. huge compliment. genuine honor to make people happy and smile and laugh#people don't laugh enough. we don't smile enough. be happy or die. and I'm too powerful to die. been there. haven't done that#cry and then laugh and then punch as hard as you can.#got to visit some of my favorite residents from the nursing home I first worked at. lotta new staff but my three favorite nurses are still#which is nice. I cried when I left that job because even though it crushed my soul I loved my coworkers and most of my residents.#I get why some healthcare workers grind themselves to the bone for the job. you're making such a huge difference in people's lives.#I tried but didn't have the fortitude for it. but it's nice to be able to go back and say hi to the friends I made and see how things are.#anyway. sorry for being weird like.. one or two weeks ago. I think things are settling out again. moving is rough but we're making it work#It's been a lot of Lear again lately. especially while being at my parents house. he doesn't mind being deadnamed as much sooo....#idk. at least one of us is capable of surviving the dmv and the state medicaid website. heaven knows I can't manage.#trying to stop using him as a crutch for getting things done has just resulted in us not being able to get things done.#but I don't want to be someone else I want to be me. I don't want to be the armor I want to be the human inside.#I don't want to live defensively. pushing everyone away. I can't do that.#anyway. we're back home! and work is on the horizon. hopefully this job works out cause I don't want to have to apply for new jobs.#the hr rep is a man at this store and I immediately got set on edge and our voice dropped as I stepped back.#then we introduced ourselves with the wrong name and he got confused and I just felt stupid about it#but how am I supposed to know which name he's been told. he didn't even use our paperwork name. Anyway that was a disaster#but we're on track and embarrassment is not a setback but a feeling about the way things progress. and it is progress we're making
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strangenewgirls · 2 years
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i'm pro human cas destiel endgame because i don't want him to live on eternally after dean dies because that makes me cry
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pretentiousslag · 1 year
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when shes an inconceivable being of the celestial plane‼️
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7thedisasterdyke · 1 year
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NGYAEHHHHHHHH
The MOTHERFUCKING FSA CRITERIA FOR APPLYING WITHOUT PARENT INFORMATION
WHA T THE FUCK ARE THEY
ALL IT TELLS ME IS "oh you can't use this this and this" and it's like MOTHERFUCKER. TELL ME WHAT FITS THE BILL
NOT TO MENTION THE SLOW-AS-GODDAMN-FUCK LOADING SPEEDS ON THE FSA WEBBED SITE, CAN'T GET SHIT DONE IF I HAV E TO WAIT 15 YEARS TO DO IT
i'm in my bed with GODDA<N COVID and i want to FUCKING DIE OF IT and this GODDAMN COLLEGE BULLFUCKERY IS NOT GODDAMN HELPING
I'm fucking sobbing in bed with a goddamn respiratory disease, blood oxygen at damn near dangerous levels, all because the fucking system is built to fuck me over because we don't have paperwork proving we were legally kicked out at 17
i'm so tired
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Part two!
TW: attempted suicide, suicide
When Hiu Yan closed her eyes to sleep on a warm summer evening, she knew this would be the last time that she was alive. She had tried to live out the rest of her life like Fai would’ve wanted her too, but she was just too tired to carry on. And she didn’t mind it. Cheng Hei was still working in America, and he had met a nice young lady there. He was happy, and she was happy for him. But there was nothing left for her, and so she breathed her last.
She found herself in a small room. Although it was quite cramped and a little chilly, this was too comfortable to be the afterlife. She looked around. Whoever the owner was, they weren’t quite fond of tidying. But everything else was mostly clean, from the bed sheets to the hanging clothes and the books on the desk.
She walked closer to the desk. The owner had been writing a letter, or had been trying to, judging by the amount of crumpled up paper balls around. It was rude, but she couldn’t help but peek at it.
“... I’m so sorry. I wish I could do more for you. I should’ve never left. I’m sorry. I love you I love you I love you-”
The door opened, and she tried to hide. A middle aged Chinese man walked inside and collapsed on the bed, sobbing.
“Sir?” she said. “Are you alright?”
The man didn’t hear her. She tried to touch him, but her hand passed right through him. She gasped. So she was dead after all. Was she a ghost or a spirit? But why was she with this man?
It took a while for the man to stop crying. He sat up and dried his eyes.
“Fai?” He was hardly twenty-one, but she knew it had to be him. There were wrinkles and bags under his red rimmed eyes, and his hair had streaks of grey. He stumbled over to a chair at the desk, and she noticed that his back was slightly bent. What had they done to you?
He grabbed a pen and began to write, but before she could see he’d already broken down again. She glanced around frantically before her eyes picked up on a newspaper on a bedside table. From her limited knowledge of English, she read that the date was September Twenty-third, 1882. This was six months after the Act had passed. He must have been trying to write that letter to her.
“Please don’t cry…” she mumbled even as tears started rolling down her face. As her vision blurred, the room faded, and the next thing she knew, it was night and all was silent save for the choppy waves crashing onto the shore.
While she was staring at the dark murky waters in amazement, a man climbed over the railing next to her. She stared at the haggard face of her husband in shock. It was clearly sometime later, as he had cut off his queue and was looking even more depressed than before. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
“No, no, no! Don’t do it! We’ll find a way out of this! Don’t- I- I love you!”
He opened his eyes and gasped. Hopping back onto flat ground, he crouched down and screamed. “I… I can’t do it… Goddammit…” he sobbed.
He spotted something a few feet away from him. A discarded newspaper, with an ol important-looking man’s face on it. “He did it…” Fai muttered. “He signed that piece of paper… he could’ve stopped it… he could’ve made life better for all of us. Instead…”
He tore the paper to sheds and threw them into the ocean. He stood up, his eyes filled with a rage and desperation she had never seen before. “It’s his fault…”
The scene faded to black. They were back in the tiny room. Fai checked his gun and pocketed it. Then he took out the photo of them, the one they took weeks before he left, the only one with the whole family together and gazed at it.
“Please don’t do it. It’s not the right way. It won’t change anything.” she begged, even though she knew he couldn’t hear her.
“Yan?” Fai said.
“Can you hear me?”
“No… must’ve been the voices again. This is for you, my love.” He kissed the picture and placed it in the drawer. Then he put on his hat and left.
She followed him to a grand building where a crowd was gathering, even though a light rain was beginning to fall. Her heart was pounding as she dreaded the upcoming events. She passed through the people as Fai slowly made his way to the stage.
Someone made an announcement, then everyone was clapping as the man in the photo walked to the podium. That must be the President. Fai glared at him as he continued to move forward, his right hand curled around the barrel of the gun.
“Hey, watch where you’re going-” another man said as Fai bumped into him. The man looked at Fai, then the shiny bit of metal in his hand. “He’s got a gun!”
In shock, Fai raised his arm and fired, missing the President completely. He pushed his way out and ran. The crowd erupted into chaos. Some people- police officers and civilians were running after him.
Fai reaches a dead end. He spots an open door and bolts in. He sprints up the stairs to the roof. A mob has gathered around the building and the police are breaking down the door.
“Oh no…” He glances around. There is no escape. His gaze turns towards his gun.
“Fai… please…” she tries to reach him. Her hand pulls at the coarse fabric of his coat.
“Yan?” He chokes up.
“I’m here… please stop…”
“No… they’ll kill me anyways… I thought… I really thought…”
“Open up!”
“Yan… Cheng Hei… I’m sorry…”
Bang. She covered her eyes and shrieked, but she could feel his blood on her face, hear the shouting of the people behind them-
Everything was white when she opened her eyes. Except Fai, who was looking around.
She shouted his name and ran towards him. His eyes lit up and he too started running, but when their fingers could just barely touch, the ground under them split up. She fell down as the earth on her side shifted backwards and away. Everything besides the ground turned dark.
The last thing she remembered was Fai reaching towards her, screaming her name…
To be continued
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