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winterbreads · 9 months
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LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO i mean uh t-thank you for the meal 😳
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winterbreads · 9 months
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i saw atsuhina/kagehina discussions but what's even the point when we all know this is the truth
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Viktor and Silco simps:
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Last night, I told my mother "I wish I was dead" in a fit of rage and winter clouded her eyes. But it wasn't white and it wasn't quiet, it resembled something like helplessness and rage. She was in pain and I knew I hurt her. I wanted to say something, anything, but how do you withdraw a declaration of war? How do you stop the bombs that already destroyed homelands? In that moment I remembered how she always told me that when she was a kid, she was too afraid to sleep with the lights on. Not because she was afraid of monsters, but because she feared her grandmother would die. Because when you're a kid, not seeing it means it doesn't exist anymore. I saw the winter in her eyes again and I knew I had switched off the light, she wasn't angry, she was afraid.
And I also remembered how she always told me I'd always be 3 years old for her, always a child, and for the first time, I heard in the voice of a three year old "I wish I was dead". My heart broke. And I wanted to hug her and hold her, tell her I was sorry, that I didn't mean it. Before I could move a hand, she left the room. The entire evening, I saw myself as she saw me, a 3 year old child. I saw the child hurt herself and cry herself to sleep every week, fight her friends with her tiny hands and two ponytails, I saw her depression and her anxiety, I saw her yell "I wish I was dead" and I knew. I knew. I wanted to shout through the walls, yell and cry and tell my mother that now I KNEW, but I didn't. I wept and wept until I heard a quiet knock and a soft familiar voice whispered, "Dinner is ready".
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
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winterbreads · 2 years
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I would love to request a blushing Viktor! Maybe he just received a hug or a complement. Or maybe Jayce left him some sweetmilk. Whatever the reason Viktor is all soft and blushing.
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The bridge hug we were all robbed of.
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winterbreads · 2 years
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They are doing science
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winterbreads · 2 years
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winterbreads · 2 years
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viktor ⚙
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Changes. 🌹
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Tumblr | Twitter | Instagram
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Hide me in the back room, tell me when it's over
Don't know if I can play this part much longer
cage the elephant - social cues
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winterbreads · 2 years
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I cannot resist Papa Wolf Silco. So here is a comic I made over break.
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winterbreads · 2 years
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DISGUISE 🐺🐑
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In this house we:
believe in bi and polyam jayce
respect mel
support daddy viktor
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winterbreads · 2 years
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cat like viktor
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winterbreads · 2 years
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Name a better use for an old sticky note you find with your ex-partners stupid signature on it.
Originally Jayce stuck it to a sandwich he didnt want Viktor to eat. But he'd lose his appetite to know where that note has ended up.
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