spookyllamatree
sauntering vaguely downward
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mentally ill twenty-something || they/them || terrified of everything || socially inept || still don't know how to use tumblr
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spookyllamatree · 18 days ago
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oh someone at the guardian has lost the will to live
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spookyllamatree · 18 days ago
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Not to be vague but not again please
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spookyllamatree · 1 month ago
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reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point
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spookyllamatree · 1 month ago
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... I guess it's been a while since I read it. Unfortunately it'll have to wait until winter break for me to indulge in a reread. I'm ready for the angst.
It's probably still gonna end up my canon LOL
@amazonprime if you’re still looking for that writer, here I am 👋
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spookyllamatree · 1 month ago
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it is what it is and there are more important things at play here. i can live with the one 90 minute episode ending if it means more women are safe. if it means it’s not a complete cancellation. i’ll take it
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spookyllamatree · 1 month ago
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Honestly I might just make DFAFM my canon, I've been forgetting it isn't canon this whole time anyway
@amazonprime if you’re still looking for that writer, here I am 👋
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spookyllamatree · 1 month ago
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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People who say bi erasure doesn’t happen need to realize Freddie Mercury is known as the most famous homosexual man when he identified himself as bisexual. If that’s not bi erasure I don’t even know.
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Good Doggos...omens? ❤️
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Things are still interesting for the ineffable spouses after the Armageddoff.
Crowley helps Aziraphale have even LESS customers in the bookstore, which has started to get a Reputation.
(He’s also growing his hair out.)
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Blueprints To Ruin
I’m a control freak, master of order, architect of precision, mapping the uncharted with perfection, constructing a world where the edges are clear, where the shadows fall exactly as I intend. I thrive in the grip of structure, where every thread weaves through my hands, and every outcome bends to my will.
I love chaos, but only the kind I can contain, a storm I command to rage and calm, a dance I choreograph, each step calculated, every wild turn plotted, the thrill of disorder held firmly in my grasp. I pull the strings of unpredictability, knowing just how far to let them go, where to tighten, when to release, an orchestrator of carefully curated madness.
But you— you make me want to shatter my own rules, to let the strings slip, to dive headfirst into the abyss of the unknown, where nothing is certain, and everything is raw, alive, out of reach.
You are the wild wind that whips through my meticulous plans, scattering the pieces I once held so close, leaving me breathless, lost in a sea of emotions I never intended to feel. And now, I long to let go, to let the waves pull me under, and see what I become when the order I’ve clung to finally breaks.
I’m a control freak, but you make me want to be more, or maybe less— to strip away the layers of control until all that’s left is the core of who I am, untethered, unbound, free.
You are the catalyst to my undoing, the spark that sets fire to my well-ordered world, and though I fear the flames, I find myself drawn to the heat, craving the burn of a life lived without restraint. With you, control slips through my fingers, And for once, I don't mind the fall
So take me, take my carefully constructed world, and let it crumble in your hands, show me what it means to live without the need for control, to embrace the chaos, not as something to be feared, but as something to be loved, and in that love, perhaps, I will finally find what it means to be free
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hmmmm i dont know about this one
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Me: "But the picture won't be perfect!"
The GO fandom, in its best Crowley voice: "I know. Do it anyway."
Here are the ineffable husbands looking at a starry sky. Painted by someone who hasn't painted anything for years because she was too scared.
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I do actually like it in the end. Because the ineffable husbands deserve all the peace and cuddles and before they get their happy ending, we can create their happy ending ourselves. And there's just so much joy and love in that!
Thank you, GO fandom. You are the most supportive bunch of people out there.
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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there's always time to grow
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Egg: scrambled if i must eat them
Steak: no thanks
Milk: oat (every other kind hurts my stomach, even almond for some reason)
Alcohol: no
Warm drink: oolong tea
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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Won't You Stay?
Won’t you stay a little longer,
When the night is draped in stars?
In the quiet, we grow stronger,
As the world forgets its scars
Won’t you stay as morning tiptoes,
Painting gold across the land?
In the quiet, where the wind blows,
Let me hold your gentle hand
Won’t you stay as hours wander,
Through the canvas of the day?
In the stillness, growing fonder,
Let the world just drift away
Won't you stay until the last light,
Fades into the night’s embrace?
In your eyes, I see the starlight,
That no darkness can erase
Won't you stay here in my arms
In this fragile, fleeting now?
In this love, away from harm,
Let's forget the why and how
Won’t you stay, until forever,
Till the clocks no longer chime?
In this bond, no force can sever,
Won’t you stay, beyond all time?
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final fifteen + crowley asking questions+ unbreakable bond = foolproof recipe for breaking my heart :')
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spookyllamatree · 3 months ago
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My dog Sam
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My kitty, Wewe. She was the very best.
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One thing you should know about me i will always welcome pics of pets. always
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spookyllamatree · 4 months ago
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me interacting with anybody in any way: oh no they hate me they hate me they hate me they probably want me dead now I should just die uuugh why did I say that what if they misunderstand it why did I say it that way oh they hate me now I should just curl up in a hole and die
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