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dy6nsty Ā· 6 months ago
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idk about yall but i did indeed almost piss myself, i found this funnyā€¦
Sunny, I set the fucking kitchen on fire.. againā€¦ and it kind of might of ruined that thing you liked alotā€¦
It wasnā€™t my vibrator bulletin board or something like that, right, Swiss?ā€¦ You didnā€™t ruin the VB, right?ā€¦
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dy6nsty Ā· 7 months ago
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I wonder how sleeptoken members would be like to band member reader that doesn't like physical touchšŸ¤”
You ask for it, youā€™ve got it! // Sleep Token x GN!Reader
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Vessel:
Vessel would try to find alternatives ways to show his affection to you on stage, realizing earlier on from your reactions despite if you told him notā€” boundary is set and stone.
If youā€™re afraid of physical touch and want help to get face it/ease it, heā€™ll be there for you. Small touches for starters; Holding hands, pats on the back/head/shoulder, kisses even if thatā€™s what youā€™d like.
He likes physical touch, but, for you, heā€™ll learn alternatives like gift giving and acts of service.
Also, he makes sure everyone else knows. Being like a barrier when people try to give unwanted hugs to you
II:
Doesnā€™t bother him at all.
Heā€™s just cautious a bit, apologizing when he forgets about it after acting on stage or something. But, overall, heā€™s super chill.
II would be happy if you ever gave him a hug or another action of physical touch because he knows you donā€™t like it, and itā€™s not the easiest to get over things like that.
Not vocal, but not quiet either when it comes to people disrespecting your comfortability about boundaries and what makes you feel most happy. So, heā€™ll tell someone if you feel to anxious to.
III:
Wants to know why, but he takes it slow to atleast learn what alternatives of affection you feel most comfortable with. Eventually, he settles on quality time because he likes to be with you.
On stage heā€™s not touchy with you like he is with Vessel and IV, he just comes over and tells you a joke or something because he knows thatā€™s something youā€™re comfortable with and it works out for the two of you. :)
Bodyguard number two. He knows the crowd can be touchy, so heā€™s like a barrier between yourself and the crowd.
He has it imprinted to his mind, but even with your dislike to it, heā€™ll rarely hold your hand or fidget with your fingers on accident.
IV:
Youā€™re all set. He enjoys giving gifts and making jokes, so words of affirmation, and quality is time is all he really needs to form a bond. Heā€™ll hand you someoneā€™s hat, things he found on the stage floor, whatever he can find and give it to you for no apparent reason.
He still slips up, accidentally hugging you too roughly before apologizing to you.
Honestly, he can relate to it in some way. Itā€™s not exactly pleasant with people you know or donā€™t know randomly touching you. Random hugging, patting, etc, etc. He understands that.
Even though his main way of showing his enjoyment on stage is physical touch, his main priority is keeping you feeling comfortable in his presence. Itā€™s just a minor switch, and heā€™s content with it.
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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i swear this was the first thing i saw when i woke up this morning.
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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Iā€™m going to be posting stuff during the weekend because iā€™m a bit busyyy, BUT, BE READYY
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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do I have permission to send you a shocking meme
YEP
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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I WANT HIS HAND IN MARRIAGE, ASAP.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FINISH THIS.
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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Itā€™s not that serious but whenever I make new mutuals or follow someone just letting everybody know iā€™m about experience a heart attack looking like this:
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dy6nsty Ā· 8 months ago
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CATCH ME MAKIN THOSE ASK GHOUL ACCOUNTS GUYS.
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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Or if not that maybe sleep token with a witchy gn reader?
YES. YES. YES!!
Sleep Token x Witchy!Gn Reader /// Witchy Reader, Sleep Token members, romantic fluff, overall some cute hcs!
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VESSEL:
Heā€™s in love with you. Writing you cute little poetry involving ā€˜love spellsā€™, which you found corny but its cute :)
Heā€™s the supply and source of any sage or plants you wish to have. Mint, Rosemary, Sage, Basil, you name it he has it!
Bone collection? He likes the idea of it. While youā€™re practicing or arranging anything his eyes are all over the scenery or anything you have laid around.
He asks enough questions but heā€™ll be up to helping you clean up ur altar/workspace or anything you want that needs cleaning. Heā€™s just mesmerized with what you do ^^
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II:
He finds it really cool! Definitely asking if any stones / crystals have meaning to them (he wears the ones for love and protection after that ^^)
Like dressing up? Heā€™s smiling the entire time you show off ur outfits to him, giving you a thumbs up and complimenting you.
May not give you crystals but heā€™s definitely picking out fancy platers, vases, pots, and more that could go for you altar/workspace.
Call him an architecture ļæ¼when it comes to help decorating because I assure you he will be HAULING in some plants and greenery for you.
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III:
Very curious with what you do and how you do it. When it comes to spiritual practices or performing anything heā€™s amused with it all.
Asking what deities you believe in, (if you donā€™t thatā€™s fine to!), but heā€™s just interested in your work.
If you want to give him jewelry or anything heā€™ll gladly take it from you! Proudly wearing anything you hand to him.
If youā€™re scared to go alone to do any practice, (for ex: Woods or any other place) heā€™ll come with you or escort you to ur designated area :)
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IV:
Got some pretty jewelry? Heā€™s wanting it for sure. From cool crystals, maybe even bone necklaces, if you say he can wear it he is definitely wearing it!
Very curious on what you do. Practices, offerings, rituals(?), spells, especially if you worship the ancient deity they do! Heā€™s asking all sorts of questions.
If you like to dress up in witchy clothing heā€™s super hooked. Whether itā€™s closely clothing, tuxā€™s, gowns, cardigans, even hats, heā€™s watching with a dumb smile on his face.
While he may not understand everything he may do research in his free time. Searching for ingredients, what you do, how you it, what to ask and what to not ask all that!
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Note: I am not a witch myself so if I included anything that may seem problematic please let me know and iā€™ll be happy to change it!
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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Sliding in with a request for you! I love the sleep token requests. Iā€™m going through a breakup rn and wanted to see if you could do a sleep token HC on them helping reader through onešŸ„ŗ
Iā€™m sorry to hear that, I hope you feel better soon <3
Sleep Token x GN! Reader /// Platonic, some serious & unserious scenarios.
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VESSEL:
To me I feel like heā€™d try to cheer you up with gifts, mainly trinkets too food and jewelry.
Anti-bed rotting. Dudes suddenly protesting against you sitting / laying in your bed for hours. Walkā€™s or anything to get you out of the house will do.
Comforting you though, heā€™s assuring you that the breakup wasnā€™t your fault and youā€™ll find someone better.
Letā€™s you know that you can talk to him if you need to. Heā€™s always open to listen if you need someone to talk to.
Candles, but theyā€™re fancy with rose quartz and meant for forgiving yourself. (These candles are also very nice and smell amazing, love it.)
When you talk to him heā€™ll make some poetic remarks or comparisons, like he always does but theyā€™re very sweet :)
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II:
ā€œThey were ugly. Too ugly, Y/N.ā€ Acting like a bit of a hater, but itā€™s funny in some sort of way. Talking the most about the person who broke up with you, praying on their downfall.
Late night walks, catching fireflies or doing something like exploring areas that are filled to brim of nature (like youā€™d see in movies), because he likes the idea of an uplifting setting.
Offers you two hit his drums if you have any pent up feelings of anger or sadness.
Type of guy to bring you a plant with a special meaning because he can be cheesy like that. What did he pick? Lotus Flowers.
Encourages you to attend fun events he planned out for the two of you, some being more social settings or some being the two of you.
II would most likely affirm you on how you did all you could, it wasnā€™t your fault, there will always be someone for you, youā€™re not alone, and more things to soothe your nerves.
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III:
Surprising you with your comfort foods and probably favorite drink, offering to watch rom coms with you.
He keeps an eye on you for the first few weeks but will only start to relax, unless he notices youā€™re still stress heā€™s doing all that helps. Until youā€™re better youā€™re deemed as healing to him.
Heā€™s getting you a couple of new blankets or pillows, just for your comfort.
Opening your blinds and putting small things of lavender around your bedroom to help you relax and feel more refreshed.
Definitely not one to talk bad about your ex like II unless they were rather toxic or unhealthy. Regardless heā€™s supporting you the entire way.
Heā€™s just a tad awkward when it comes to comforting but that doesnā€™t mean he wonā€™t try. Heā€™ll try to hug you, fulfill tasks for you, and more to lift the weight off your shoulders.
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IV:
Also one to bring food and watch movies with you. Maybe even do skincare or something else to make you happy.
Letā€™s you rant to him, what happened, what went wrong, and heā€™s on your side the entire time while you talk to him.
Suggest you lay down. But if you donā€™t want to heā€™ll be up and ready if you need someone to talk to if ur feeling under the weather.
Always recommending things to do with him: Going to parks, getting out, walking, seeing the sunset, really anything thatā€™ll make you feel better.
Gives you brand new plushies. Crochet, stuffed, or even ones he tried to make himself that look awful.
Listening to sad music with you, or some random hyper music if thatā€™s what you like. Heā€™ll be with you through it all.
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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Havenā€™t posted but I am incredibly dirty minded at the moment. Have some Ghoul content!!
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I 100% believe the Ghouls and Ghoulettes are definitely into eating their s/o out. Orā€“rather anything that includes using their tongue & mouth.
All and a decent amount of Ghouls/Ghoulettes have forked and longed tongues, some either going soft or others going rough which is rare if a Ghoul goes in the middle of either paces.
Making out small noises with every flick or push of their tongue. Their main objective either to please or taste you.
Ghouls/Ghoulettes entirely are known for being horny, or atleast dirty-minded in some way.
Most of them having their clawed hands clasped around your thighs and pushing their faces deeper and deeper each second.
Anyway, that was my horn dog moment.
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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Posion Tree.
{Mountain Ghoul x GN! Reader} /// mentions of anger issues, burn out, depression, self harm, reader goin through it ngl, reader has a slight fear of touch[?], fluff & comfort, somewhat vent post. Enjoy :)
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You were unsure with how this all started. You loved the job and the church, doing ministry work. But suddenly, it all stopped. You didnā€™t feel the same afterwards.
Your hard work began to feel like pressure. All you could think of was how and why. Why canā€™t you suddenly work like you used to? Why is it that your stomach feels hollow, pools of guilt swirling through your gut with seconds that dropped from the clock. It all felt like hours, your life feeling endless and exasperating as you terribly carried yourself through.
Eye-bags, acne, smile lines, it all became too noticeable. Staring at the mirror endlessly in your uniform as you craved touch and sensation yet were so deeply afraid of it.
When was the last time you felt pretty?
The last time you ever felt excited.
You canā€™t even recall the last time you felt fulfilled.
You simply werenā€™t doing this for yourself any longer. This work, this effort, the time you had, it all went for others that a good portion donā€™t even recognize. There was praise every now and than, and it felt so good. But you always remembered that this work may not even pay off later.
How you try so hard to make a schedule? But it never works, does it?
Back to the start;
You wake up.
Slide out of the bed even to your minds dismay and shrieking of thoughts.
Your robes. You slide them on with slow movement, staring down at your body.
Your fingertips brush over scars that align your skin. They arenā€™t pretty you think to yourself.
Yet, you know why theyā€™re there. Because no one would listen to you. Where times were rough our you couldnā€™t comprehend. When your hands would shake as you cried through nights with no moon nor stars, darkening clouds that clutter the sky.
Right. You put your uniform on.
You walk to your rooms bathroom. Staring down at your formā€”mainly your face. Sluggish, it looks.
Your hands come up to touch it. You can feel the bumps and indents of acne scars, blackheads, and all the clutters your pores and more. You let out an audible ā€˜eughā€™, as you run a finger over your eyebags. They droop down and darken your face, you hate them but love them, itā€™s hard to explain.
You donā€™t feel like brushing your teeth. You should. But you canā€™t pull yourself to do it.
Your hair? What do you do with it. Nothing. You let it sit and be tangled if it even wants.
No one will compliment you so what is your point to trying?
With groggy pace you walk out of your bathroom and out into the halls of ministry. No makeup, no skincare, not even breakfast. You just want this day to end so you can sleep.
It feels like everything upsets you in the morning. The voice of constant chatter and orders are just annoying. They play into everything that could just piss you off.
But those voices still belong to humans.
But, it never feels like it.
Eventually the day has to begin, youā€™re entitled to do this. What is your choice now since you chose to do this, thereā€™s no arguing with it or yourself.
Planting flowers, raking leaves, moving boxes, doing prayers and chants, being yelled at, sweat clinging to your body, eyelids heavy with the heat that grows, settling things for altars, shifting paintings, rushing down hallways, conversations, ease-dropping, drawing and renewing paint, gifting jewelry to podiums, working from indoors to outdoors, and feeling tired.
This was everything you couldā€™ve dreamed off, right? Youā€™re being sarcastic with yourself.
Youā€™re so caught up in everything you have you pay no mind to whatā€™s around you, whoā€™s around you. Mountain, the people you work with, even yourself youā€™ve almost forgotten.
All you can remember is that feeling on your arms, how tired you are, the exhaustion youā€™ve been feeling since 6AM, but you werenā€™t selfish for it.
There was just.. no alone time left for you now. You didnā€™t even bother to call in sick.
You work yourself off since you want a purpose.
As the sun sets and the ombrĆ© in the sky begins to stir with its purples and oranges that ranges to yellow, youā€™re finally free to head back to your room.
Itā€™s scattered in trash, atleast thats how you feel.
By the time youā€™re in that room your hands are on the collar of your uniforms upper garment.
You backup to feel your back pressed up against something.
You quickly turn aroundā€“flinching, but itā€™s only Mountain. Looking down at you with his gentle eyes.
His mask is off, so itā€™s less intimidating to say the least. His height still makes you uneasy but youā€™ve learned to love it.
ā€œDear Gā€¦.ā€ Read the room. ā€œWhat brings you hear, Mountain?ā€ You practically sighed out with just had the Ghouls face melting more as his tail flopped against the floor.
ā€œWhats been happening? Has papa been having you work more? Itā€™s been weeks since iā€™ve seen you.ā€ Mountain said with a desperate plea in his voice.
Your mind saddened up with this as the cherry on top being guilt, finally toppled onto your mindset.
You bit down on your tongue and held it back. How could you be so positive that you could justā€“entrustā€“him with this information? The fear of being mocked grew into your head.
ā€œBusyā€¦ā€ You mumbled, piping up to look at him. ā€œBusy, iā€™ve been busy, Mountain. Plus, I just wanted to help around.ā€ You said as a calm smile rested onto your face even if you were stressed to hell.
ā€œBusy?ā€ Mountain repeated with suspicion.
ā€œYou donā€™t look calm- Y/N- donā€™t you want to talk?-ā€œ
ā€œI am calm.ā€ You snapped before sighing. Everything was just too hot and talking with him made your head ache.
ā€œY/N, please.ā€ Mountain said with a frown on his face. Dammit. You thought to yourself.
ā€œWhat, what do you want?ā€ You asked with irritation but Mountainā€™s look didnā€™t falter. ā€œWhy have you been avoiding me?ā€ He asked.
ā€œIā€™ve justā€“ā€œ You paused.
ā€œI really donā€™t know.ā€ You murmured gently, head hanging low and arms limp by your side.
Mountainā€™s hands gently cupped the sides of your face, stroking his thumb against your cheek before kissing the temple of your forehead.
ā€œCā€™mon, lavender, letā€™s get you cleaned up?ā€ He offered. His smile was dumbā€¦ but you loved it.
His hands went underneath your armpits and on your ribs, the subtle twitch of his hand made him pull away.
ā€œNo touching, got it.ā€ He made a mental note, aloud.
You nodded, eyes softening down to be content. You adored how he could read it so well, even though he could practically smell sadness from you.
ā€œBath?ā€ He asked gently. The soft nod of your head was all he needed.
Now that you thought of it. Lavender was the plant that was popular for its tranquility and how it soothed people. You somewhat like the nickname. But you wouldnā€™t tell him that.
Before you knew it you were in the bath tub, as it filled up almost to the top of Mountain wasnā€™t quick to turn it off.
His clawed hands combing through your hair, shampoo foam building up into tufts. It felt nice. This felt rewarding.
Mountain had no words to say, he was quiet and allowed the silence to build within the room.
Conditioning your wasā€”surpassingly easy. You thought with all its texture and its knot it would take ages but with Mountain combing through it, it was only a minute.
With a towel wrapped around you, smelling like his body wash, he fluffed your hair up with a smaller towel, as you dried yourself off.
He had gone through your drawers to find something comfortable, even if the clothes you had been sulking in for days on end were comfy, he wouldnā€™t allow it. He wanted you to feel clean.
It only made you feel better when he had nothing to say about the scars on your body.
Dressed in a t-shirt and shorts that were both loose you felt uncomfortable mentally but comfortable physically.
Maybe too much was showing.
ā€œLook at you, pretty!ā€ Mountain said happily, appearing behind you in the mirror. A small smile cracked onto your lips.
With the pitter-patter of rain on your bedroom windows, you felt relaxed. Mountain was trying to help you with washing your face, brushing your teeth, and he applied vaseline to your lips. It was nice. They didnā€™t feel so rough anymore.
You finally feltā€¦ clean.
That hollow and vast void that had been living in your gut finally felt gone!
That tingling on your arms and thighs had vanished, your mind wasnā€™t focused on the past.
Mountain walked your back to your bed and layed down with you. Your back pressed up against his chest as his finger curled through your hair.
ā€œNowā€¦ā€ He mumbled, his tone making you uneasy, ā€œcan you talk to me?ā€ He said quietly.
That pit. You could feel it forming.
ā€œIā€¦ā€
ā€œPlease.ā€ Mountain insisted.
Your mouth stayed pursed shut as you could feel your throat run dry.
ā€œIā€™ve been tired, lately, always, really.ā€ I started off slow and steady to see how heā€™d react. He nodded along.
ā€œI know I donā€™t work.. really-ā€œ ā€œYou work plenty, Y/N.ā€ He cut you off, apologizing after to let you continue.
ā€œBut iā€™ve felt tired. So exhausted. My body is tense with every muscle and movement, my skin is so rough to the touch, eye-bags and wrinkles just litter my face. And.. I know itā€™s not healthy but I just want to do it again. My scars are ugly, I know that, anyone could know that. But.. sometimes I wish I didnā€™t quit-even though thatā€™s wrong and it was the better situation. And- every noise.. it makes me become intolerable. I know iā€™m being dramatic but when thereā€™s so much going on I just want to break something but iā€™m to afraid to express that, Iā€™ll feel guilty, and than I yell at someone, knowingly that iā€™ll regret it later on.ā€ You ranted and rambled on, your breathing was so slow yet so shallow with every word you formed.
ā€œWhat do you do when you get- or feel angry, Y/N?ā€ Mountain asked quietly, leaning forward to hear you.
ā€œNothing..ā€ You mumbled meekly.
ā€œAnd your scars?ā€ He continued.
ā€œThey disgust me. I donā€™t understand why I would do this! I look at them all day, they shape my skin and I feel them constantly!ā€ You replied frustrated.
ā€œI like them,ā€ He whispered in a hushed voice, ā€œyou made it through a time where you barley survived. You were struggling and no one would listen. I like your scars because they tell me youā€™re strong, that you carried on. And that youā€™re here with me now.ā€
Cornyā€¦. but sweet.
ā€œWhat about how iā€™ve been feeling lately? Iā€™m just dramatic.ā€ You murmured into yours hands as they covered your face.
Mountain frowned slightly.
ā€œDramatic? You work, you have to get down and run all over the damn place. Waking up before the sun and making it home what feels like a day later. Plus, the ministry is hard enough. You should be resting, not pushing yourself further.ā€ Mountain said with a gentle and calm voice that made the knots in your back relax.
ā€œBut what does that make me.ā€ You murmured. ā€œIt makes you better, mentally and physically. You wouldnā€™t be titled as weak because you wanted to focus on yourself, itā€™s something we all need.ā€ Mountain replied, he was coming back with these in seconds, Jesus Christ.
His hand gently traced out the scar on your wrist, laid right under your thumb. You leaned into his chest, the exhaustion and insomnia catching up to you.
ā€œSleep, please.ā€ He murmured gently, his fingertips pushing back your hair as your eyes felt warm with sleep.
The feeling in your chest, you knew sleep was there. Slowly falling into its embrace as Mountain gently kissed up and down your arms, his hands gently moving them up and down.
You couldnā€™t describe it. But it felt nice.
ā€œSleep, lavender.ā€
Corny.
A smile complete your face as your head hit the pillow. Mountainā€™s arms wrapped around you.
ā€œWhat about papa?ā€ You asked before Mountain shushed you.
ā€œThis is worth it than whatever he has to say to me tomorrow.ā€ You wouldā€™ve tried to reason with him.
But. The room was quiet and slightly cold, sheets finally felt right. You finally felt right.
Your eyes met with onyx black, finally asleep. Better than anything.
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Author here, I really want to say that iā€™ve lacked posting. But iā€™m glad to finally be righting as I truly love it. Recently iā€™ve been feeling sick of it and tried to force myself into it which is something I regret. But iā€™ve been feeling better :)
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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what the fudge is happeningā€¦ I SWEAR I HAVE MOTIVATION BUT AS SOON AS I START TYPING IT ENDS
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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Realest thing iā€™ve seen.
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I made a venn diagram that represents myself perfectly.
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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I apologize for requests that havenā€™t been published. I have been finding little to no motivation or really strength to write, nor have I found much room in my schedule. I will try but I doubt much will be done.
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dy6nsty Ā· 9 months ago
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I felt generous guys gonna ACTUALLY work tonight šŸ˜Š
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