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This a a reminder to not fall victim to the sunk-cost fallacy. Just because you invested time and energy into something, does not mean you should indefinitely waste more time and energy on it, if you decide it’s not what you want anymore. This goes for anything, from books, to relationships, to jobs, to hobbies, etc.

If it’s not serving you anymore, move on.

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I miss my wife

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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!! 💖💖💖

Aww thank you!! <33

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heyyyyy I just wanna ask u, do u think vash wears hot topic if he lives in modern au? like turtle neck long sleeves smells very hot topic to me idk. probably Uniqlo???

tbh i haven't been in a hot topic in 15 years so i have NO idea what a ht looks or smells like anymore LOL is it sweaty????

also i've never heard of uniqlo (very much not a shopping girlie unforch) but googling it I can def say the long-sleeved shirts seem very Vash-esque! I think he'd be very clean clothes-wise, but throw in a few chains and buckles to bring out that rebellious streak he's got lol

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silliest duo in no man’s land

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Vash would very much enjoy his stay in Furin High

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Actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. And I love that 12 year old btw

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YOU ARE NOT A .GOV SPONSORED EVENT.

YOU ARE NOT REQUIRED TO BE INCLUSIVE TO EVERYONE'S IDENTITIES AND PREFERENCES IN YOUR WRITING AND ART.

IT DOES NOT MAKE YOU A BAD PERSON TO WRITE FOR YOURSELF OR A CERTAIN DEMOGRAPHIC.

IN FACT, BEING EXCLUSIVE IS THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN MAKE AN IMPACT.

PANDERING TO EVERYONE TO BE NICE MUDDIES YOUR ART AND MESSAGE AND MAKES WHAT YOU ARE SAYING GENERIC AND BLAND.

IT'S FEARFUL AND LAZY.

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058. Seduce

♡ Pairing - Vash x Reader

♡ Word count - 0.7k

♡ Warnings - none

♡ Description: You compliment Vash, and he isn't sure what to say.

Part of the 150 Bullets drabble series on AO3

In the saloon, early morning light comes through dusty windows. There’s only the staff of the place around right now; a busser cleaning leftover tables from last night, and a young girl sweeping the floor. You and Vash lean against the bar, against each other, the smell of bacon and sausage and pancakes coming from the kitchen. The bartender hums a sad tune while she sets up glasses and rolls silverware for the day to come.

You’re both still tired. It always happens after a good night at an inn; you want to stay in bed a little longer, have the comfort of a plush mattress and pillows just a while more. Vash leans his head against a hand, yawning loud and proud. Your smile upticks at the sound.

“Late night?” The bartender asks. She’s mid-forties, if he had to guess, with crows’ feet at her eyes and smile lines.

Vash hums and glances at you. “Yeah, we always spoil ourselves when we stay in a town, huh?”

You nod and blink slowly. “It’s always hard getting up the morning after. You forget what a real bed feels like when you’re on the road like us.”

The bartender’s laugh is polite and understanding. “Well, you have the room for the whole day. If I were you, I’d take a nap right after breakfast. Let me go check on that, by the way.” She winks and goes back through the kitchen door to see to your orders.

Vash cricks his neck to the side and sighs when it pops. Your nose scrunches at the sound. “You’re going to paralyze yourself doing that one day.”

He only hums, waving a hand and going back to leaning on the bar. He brushes his hand over his hair. You stare. Vash knows his hair is still a mess, and he blushes, thinking you’re about to make fun of it. “What?”

You shrug, the bar of sunlight on your shoulder moving with it. “Do you know you’re handsome?”

Well, that certainly gets a red blush out of him. Vash laughs, bashful, and looks at the bar, at you, then at the bar again. “What – uh, I mean…?”

You hum and sidle closer. There’s been a spark of something between you two for a while now. Vash can feel it, the way it curls around his heart and mystifies his mind. You reach a hand up and gently grab his cheeks, turning his head this way and that. Like he always lets you. “Hm. Yeah. Very handsome.” He feels your finger brush over his mole. Your hand reaches up and combs through his messy hair once, twice, before retreating. It leaves goosebumps in its wake. “Too handsome for your own good, I say.”

Vash is staring at you now, bewildered. Your eyes are still sleepy. Maybe you aren’t awake enough to really consider what you’re doing. A doubtful smile emerges. Laughing, he asks, “Are you trying to seduce me?”

You grin, eyes beautiful and clear and so, so loving. “Is it working?”

Yes. Just being by you is enough. He shyly lifts a hand and places it over your own on the counter. He should say something, like how you’re beautiful, how his heart goes wild around you. “You’re…You’re…” he stalls. Then, looking down and away, he says, “You’re not getting my hashbrowns, I’m not falling for it.”

He knows you’re disappointed by the way your shoulders slump. The kitchen door swings open. You pat his cheek and pull away before the bartender sees, before he can do anything truly stupid. “We’ll see about that,” you quip, smile light and graceful against his rebuttal.

He’s left with tongue-tied words and a heat on his neck as she brings over your breakfasts. All he can do is scoot closer to you as an apology, elbows and arms and hands brushing as you eat, and letting you get a couple bites of his hashbrowns.

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chronic fatigue from mental illness and neurodivergency isn't something you can just will your way out of. your nervous system is part of your body. your brain is an organ. the fatigue is real. you're not lazy. so be kinder to yourself. be gentler with your bodymind.

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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

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tiny doodle of a tiny girl

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sukuna: he didn't even help btw

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- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals

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he!!!