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Y/N didn't feel like trying anymore. She was tired and just wanted to sleep...no cry. Yeah, that's all she wanted to do. Crying is all she felt like doing. Pushing the door open to the empty space, she was met with silence. Y/N sighed, tossing her bag down by the door, as she shuffled her way through the apartment.

Ricky wasn't home, but he usually was. He would always meet her at the door with a kiss and smile. It had become their routine over the last few months of their living together. But this was the first time she was greeted with nothing but silence. No smiling boyfriend to ask about her day. Especially when she needed him the most. Y/N sighed, going to rummage through her bag for her textbooks.

As a way to distract herself. And yet she struggled to stay focused. The words on the page began to blur and become a jumble of nonsense. Her mind and heart were tired of learning. She just wanted to do something other than University work.

‘Where is he?’ She wondered as she pushed the textbooks away from her. Y/N’s head came to lay against the cool surface of the table. Her fingers traced little shapes into its surface. A long sigh left her lips. The apartment was quiet, the only sound being her breathing. The silence was too much for her to bear so she pulled out her phone to text him.

She quickly typed out a message, sighing as she read it.

**Will you be home soon?**

The message seemed so innocent. And yet to her, she felt as though it came off as her being clingy. She hadn't meant for it to come out that way. She just wanted her boyfriend home. But it was too late to delete the already sent message. Seconds later, her phone buzzed with the sound of a message coming through.

She looked at the device, her eyes reading the message.

**Are you okay? Do you need me to come home?**

**Can you?** Y/N was quick to reply, a wave of embarrassment hitting her as reread the message. Gosh, she sounded so clingy. She hated it. She felt pathetic. Her phone vibrated in her hand.

**Be there soon.**

She had gotten what but why did she feel as if she shouldn't have texted him? Y/N shouldn't have to call him to soothe her tiredness and take her away from this irritating world. And that was her problem. She always needed him to soothe her frustration and needed him to hold her in his arms.

She just wanted him. Time seemed to go slow as she awaited his arrival. Y/N waited for minutes, which seemed to turn into hours for her. The silence was driving her crazy. Some part of her couldn't hold back the tears anymore. So she let them go. The tears streamed down her cheeks and onto the table.

Everything seemed to blur as she cried. So much so that she didn't hear the door opening or the sound of approaching footsteps until she was wrapped in a warm embrace.

Ricky gently shushed her, his thumb wiping away her tears. Y/N just cried in his arms, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Tears had begun to soak his shirt as he held her.

Ricky just held her, that's what he normally did. It became their little thing. Whenever life or school got too hard, he was always the first person she would go to. He would hold her until she calmed down enough to talk or just be there for her.

He didn't know how she felt, and he probably never would but the fact that he comforted her and did his best to try to understand was enough for her. Her cries began to cease, and the tears had stopped streaming down her cheeks.

Y/N pulled back slightly from his embrace, her head resting on his chest. “Do you want to talk about it?” Ricky asked as his hand rubbed soothing circles on her back. Y/N sighed, shaking her head.

Ricky knew that would be her answer. She never wanted to talk about what was bothering her, it was something Ricky never understood. Silence settled over them, Ricky’s hand still rubbing circles on her back. “I-it’s all stressful.” She stuttered. Ricky didn't say anything as he listened.

He always listened whenever she decided to open up. Him just listening always seemed to bring her comfort. “University, work, everything is stressful. I-i just need a break from it all.” Her voice tried as she trailed off.

Y/N was tired. She didn't feel like talking, crying, or anything anymore. She just wanted to sleep and forget. Forget her stress, her troubles. Everything. Ricky hummed, his arms pulling her closer. Some part of him wasn't sure what to say.

But then again the other part of him did. “Maybe you should. I know it's probably not what you want to hear but maybe it's what you need to hear.” Ricky spoke. Y/N sighed, knowing what he was saying was true. For the last few months, she had been pushing herself non-stop.

She needed to stop and take some time for herself. She sighed nodding as she looked up at him. A yawn left her, exhaustion starting to kick in. “Let’s go get some rest.” Ricky said, as his hand took hers.

Y/N nodded, following him to their shared bedroom. She sighed happily as she cuddled into the warmth of his embrace. Her mind and body could finally relax. The weight on her chest and mind had disappeared. Sleepily she spoke as she drifted off, “Thank you.” Ricky smiled, pulling her closer as he set a reminder. ‘Give y/n the break she deserves.’ Placing his phone down, he wrapped his arm tighter around her.

He was going to give y/n the break she deserved. He promised her that.

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{D I G I M O N} Adventure (F r a n c h i s e) ~ Adventure, 02, tri., tri. S t a g e-p l a y, L a s t E v o l u t i o n: Kizuna, & Adventure: [2020 R e b o o t] + KOUSHIRO I z u m i + {F R A M E D In} S U N S E T {S}/{C O L O R S} + {KOUTAI} / {Taishiro} / {TaiKou} (Koushiro{u} I z u m i & Taichi Y a g a m i) {As Ship} + Koushiro & M e n o a Bellucci

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how big is the master file table

Russia - M UK - F

New Zealand - F When I go to the library of babel, i swear they're just lying to me. no way those pixels magically managed to be perfect enough to form

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an image of my favorite yaoi panel by Chance. how come the other two photos are just random colors. what the hell.

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[luciluck2046-md]

KEY INFORMATIONS OF THE 5 COPPER 9 DIVISIONS

7 Dead Drones

3 Alive & Offline Drones

5 Alive & Online Drones

3 Disassembly Drone types

Ground Attack Drone - GAD

Aerial Attack Drone - AeAD

Aquatic Attack Drone - AqAD

Mixed Division 1

SD N aka Neon:

Type: GAD

Gender: Male

SD V aka Veronica:

Status: Alive & Online

Type: AqAD

Gender: Female

SD J aka Jessica:

Status: Alive & Online

Type: AeAD

Gender: Female

Status: Alive & Online

Aerial Division 2

SD K aka Kris:

Type: AeAD

Gender: Male

Status: Dead

SD D aka Danielle:

Type: AeAD

Gender: Female

Status: Alive & Offline

SD W aka Will:

Type: AeAD

Gender: Male

Status: Dead

Aquatic Division 3

SD M aka Mark:

Type: AqAD

Gender: Male

Status: Dead

SD Z aka Zetta:

Type: AqAD

Gender: Female

Status: Dead

SD R aka Red(IK I FORGOT TO TAPE THE NAME I DID A SLIGHT MISTAKE):

Type: AqAD

Gender: Male

Status: Alive & Online

Ground Division 4

SD A aka Adi(YES I SWATCHED R AND A OKAY?? TwT):

Type: GAD

Gender: Male

Status: Alive & Online

SD B aka Ben:

Type: GAD

Gender: Male

Status: Dead

SD S aka Silvya:

Type: GAD

Gender: Female

Status: Alive & Offline

Mixed Division 5

SD O aka Octo:

Type: AeAD

Gender: Male

Status: Dead

SD T aka Tara:

Type: GAD

Gender: Female

Status: Dead

SD E aka Energy:

Type: AqAD

Gender: Female

Status: Alive and Offline

[unofficials4t4n]

I've heard a bunch of different names for this fucker

We've got the operator, the administrator, god, the father, stick in the mud, that thing, the tall man, the faceless king, the faceless man, the faceless angel, hellspawn, Mr. No Face, tall friend, tall fucker, even some whack shit like daddy long legs

...

I did not expect the next addition to this list to be 'raging sex pest'

[ameliathetadclover]

Shit I always thought your pfp was a cow or zebra but now I see it's a dog 😭

Nah it’s my friends dog lol

[bearded-enby]

[jujitto]

𝟥 : 𝟦𝟧 𝖯𝖬 💭 沈泉锐

𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗇 ׂ ۪ 𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ genre ۪ ׂ ۪angst & 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ cw ۪ ׂ ۪mentions of death of a family member ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ wc ۪ ׂ ۪𝟩𝟨𝟫 ⭒ ۪ ׂ ۪ rq 𝟦 ۪ ׂ ۪ @hannahhbahng

9:34 PM, how long have you been sitting here? You couldn’t help but wonder. The tears streamed down your face, not stopping anytime soon. As much as you wanted to stop crying, you couldn’t. It was pointless. Sitting there lost in thoughts, you couldn’t help but ponder the amount of time that had passed.

How long had you been sitting here alone staring at the photos, the one thing you had left, the one thing you had left of them? You didn’t even get to say goodbye. You couldn’t even remember the last time you saw them. Some part of you still didn’t believe that they were gone, that this was all real. The weight of their absence pressed heavily on your heart, making it ache with every beat. Memories flooded your mind, each one like a bittersweet melody playing in the depths of your soul.

The room around you seemed to blur as your gaze remained fixed on those photographs, capturing moments frozen in time. The smiles, the laughter, the shared experiences – they all felt like distant echoes now. Your fingers brushed over the edges of the images, tracing the contours of their faces as if trying to etch their presence back into reality.

“Y/N?” As the soft voice called your name, you looked up to find Ricky standing at the doorway, concern etched on his face. How could you forget? He was probably searching high and low for you all over the apartment. Your poor boyfriend.

Ricky's eyes met yours, and he took a step closer, his expression a mix of empathy and worry. "Hey," he said gently, his voice a soothing melody that reached the depths of your turmoil. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Are you okay?"

You tried to offer him a faint smile, but your lips quivered, betraying the façade you were trying to maintain. Ricky walked over and knelt down beside you, his warmth enveloping you like a comforting embrace. He reached out and wiped away a tear that had slipped down your cheek. “I-I wish you could’ve met them.” Your words echoed through the quiet room as Ricky smiled, sadly, and yet glad to hear those words from you.

“I wish I could've too.” He says as you look down at the photo in your hand. Wanting to give everything to have them back with you, here with you. Your hand clutched tight to his shirt as he held you close. He held onto you, his embrace a shelter from the pain that was ripping apart your heart. You leaned into him, the scent of his cologne and the warmth of his body comfort that made the ache seem just a little more bearable.

In a world that seemed to be spinning out of control, his arms were the one constant that kept you grounded. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat was a reassuring presence that brought a sense of stability to your fractured world.

You weren't sure how long you stayed there, but the ache in your chest gradually faded as the minutes passed by. Ricky remained by your side, his presence a source of strength and solace. It was something you couldn't take for granted.

He didn't say much, but then again, he didn't have to. His mere presence was enough to remind you that you weren't alone. That no matter how much it hurt, there were people who cared for you, who would be there for you. That was Ricky for you, your pillar of support, a source of hope in your darkest hour.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ricky pulled away, gently cupping your face in his hands. He gazed at you, his expression filled with so much love and concern, that it brought a lump to your throat.

"It's getting late, we should probably get some rest," he murmured. You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat as you stood up. Ricky wrapped his arm around your shoulders, holding you close. As the two of you left the room, the empty apartment greeted you like a silent tomb, the walls echoing the emptiness that now filled your life.

Ricky stopped and turned towards you, his gaze filled with understanding. "Don't worry," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "We'll get through this. Together."

You nodded, the ache in your chest easing at his words. It may not be the end, but the pain is only temporary. The memory of them will live on forever. You knew that, and deep down, you knew it would be okay, especially with Ricky by your side.

[deus-ex-mona]

starting the year ✨wrong✨

[xpic-mike-adult-mature-content]

REBLOGS XPIC-MIKE 2024-08-16 @actressplaygroundxxx on Tumblr

Aug 6Pinned Post

To find your favourite actress click on the letter of her first name in the tags below or type name in search box

[guillotinehearts]

guys, i made preppy pete

[vahrutasgrace]

@vigilantdesert liked for a starter!

¯`°¤.¸.¤ ¯`°¤.-- ♕ II "Urbosa. I fear I may pass out..." She stumbled as her words faltered, sweat dripping from the scales of her forehead. Her Lightscale Trident slipped from her fingertips, her grip too weak to continue holding it. The weapon clattered to the floor, drawing the attention of the Gerudo warriors training with her when she started to lose her balance. With her arms outstretched, she tried to catch herself, but it was too late. She crashed to the warm stone floor, her body falling limp as soon as she tumbled to the ground.

Her ears were ringing and everything went black. The only sound she could hear were the worried shouts and sounds of the Gerudo warrior's muffled running as they came to her side, yet she couldn't comprehend anything else happening around her. She couldn't see and couldn't feel her body, yet she knew the hot rays of the sun was unrelentingly burning her scales.

She needed water. Fast.

The desert climate proved too treacherous for a Zora, no matter how powerful or stubborn one was. Perhaps Mipha had overexerted herself. Or perhaps she overestimated just how unforgiving the desert could be for someone used to wetter climates.

But it was that stubbornness that was her undoing. The Gerudo warriors were tough. Strong. The most powerful soldiers outside of Hyrule's army. She wanted to be like them. Like Lady Urbosa. So she thought it best to train with them in an environment she was not used to. She thought that would make her stronger too.

Oh, how wrong she'd been.

[darkheartedprince]

x. @snoerne sent : ❝  the world is so big.  why do i never feel like i fit into it?  ❞ for rapunzel

Call him judgmental , and perhaps he was , but he [ [ n e v e r ] ] thought he would hear something like that come out of the princess who seemed to [ [ r a d i a n t ] ] sunlight from her personality alone . His expression [ [ s o f t e n e d ] ] as he looked down at Rapunzel , his mind filling with thoughts that wanted to [ [ s p i l l ] ] out of his head and into the space between them .

" . . . Because this world has a piece of a puzzle missing that you weren't cut for . "

He related to those words all too well , ever since he was little . He always felt like this . . . [ [ m a s s i v e ] ] world was perfect for Sora , Kairi . . . but never him . After a while , he grew to accept it -- despite knowing that he didn't have to .

" -- But that doesn't mean there's not a world out there that you do fit in to . You just have to find it . "