#1 accept the gift

[abstractef]

Imagine that you're chilling in your house and you start thinking there is a ghost living with you because there is someone eating your food, drinking your wine and sleeping in your bed.

Later you go to ask your neighbour about some money he owes you (he refuse of course). And out of nowhere there is this guy that is like yeah, sorry about my friend no giving back your jewelry, he is being a little shit. Here you have his heirloom and by the way you need a softer bed.

You're Thranduil and the ghost is Bilbo

[allay-uxini]

So back in Empires season 1 when Sausage was starting to get possessed and corrupted by Xornoth he had that dramatic split from the Wither Rose Alliance which was when the roseblings felt Sausage was too far gone for saving. Then Sausage went back to Mythland and built these dark buildings which was meant to be big turning point in the narrative where Sausage has gone fully evil and there's no turning back with the buildings cementing that, and yet the buildings he decides to build are a tower and a blacksmith.

Let me repeat that again

The first thing Sausage did when he stopped being allies with the wizard and the tinker was build a tower and a blacksmith

Sausage never stopped loving those two, it's a shame they never realised that until it was too late.

[devil-acid]

happpyyy (late) birth

@neytui

[ban--tam]

wolf guy mittermeyer

[girlivealwaysbean]

So I wrote this next song a few days before my nineteenth birthday. And, um, back then, I was so terrified of change, and I was especially afraid of growing up. And I'd, like, cry at all my birthday parties as a child. Very, very emo.

Now that I'm 21, I don't feel afraid of growing up at all. In fact, I'm really, really looking forward to it. And, um, if I could give any advice to the 18-year-old girl who wrote this song, I'd tell her not to worry so much, and that she has no idea how many magical, magical things are waiting just around the corner for her. So, uh, with that, here's "teenage dream".

- Olivia Rodrigo at the Guts World Tour before playing teenage dream

[unproduciblesmackdown]

omgg lol [guy who won't stop going "more like scapeGOATED" voice] now hold! on!! lmao [same guy just saw encanto voice] Hold on!!!

[child-ofdust]

i thought turning 16 was supposed to be awesome. all i've done is cry all day because no one but my sister seems to give a fuck abkut me and my feelings and what i want. all ive been able to think about is bella or sam or any f/o comforting me all day and i know thats silly and i know that's stuoid but i still cant stop crying

[cutexasxabutton]

|🎄| ❝Uh, uh, I think this is a tag dump?❞ |❄️|

[futurewife]

tw rant about how I am currently stuck in a major mid 20s life unfuckening crisis

I regret going to university so bad omg all that money for nothinggg!! I wish I had not believed in the myth of doing what you love/are good at as a career or the narrative that I was special and could do better for myself. I don't HAVE a passion. I borderline think im contributing a net negative to the world and am only here out of societal pressure for people to have children. Like most people I'm going to live an unremarkable forgettable inconsequential existence. plus now im back to like square one at 25, dropping out of a masters with zero career prospects. the only kind of dream I ever really recall having was "being someone's girlfriend/find someone to love." Which I have also not achieved. 😞🔫

And if I'm thinking this way why did I waste so much time and money fumbling through the university system for useless/incomplete degrees when what I should have focused on was just... getting money for survival and self sufficiency (in the event I cannot find a partner to co exist with- I will be going it alone, and as a single woman that can be very difficult finanically) stupiddd 🧠🚫

I actually resent being treated like im special. The problem was my parents decided i was intelligent and capable and then I never really was seen as someone needing assistance or someone who could struggle. I think that was more wishful projection and it fuked up my life and my self worth (because I couldnt produce their desired results- academic achievement? prestigious career success? being some kind of brilliant outlier?). yes im blaming my parents for this one LOL

[gospexchange]

Hello! If this is a poetry exchange, can we write poetry for it too? Only that, shorter than 1000 words?

If one of the songs or poems you receive as a prompt inspires you to write a poem of your own, by all means!

While your poem does not need to be 1000 words long, we do ask that you put a similar amount of time and effort into it as it would take to write about 1000 words of fic-- after all, no one wants to receive a single 10-word haiku as their finished gift!

Try to aim for at least 200-300 cumulative words, though this total is somewhat flexible, since writing poetry can be harder to quantify than normal fic. If you prefer working with shorter poetry formats, consider writing a series of connected poems! Or, if you're feeling generous, one poem for each of your giftee's prompts (should they submit more than one!)

[vampiiric]

having dyscalculia and loving math sucks so BADDDD it's like. my love. i adore you. I obsess over you at every waking moment. you are beautiful in ways I cannot describe, fixed yet flowing like water. and yet I cannot touch you, cannot speak to you. because of my STUPID DUMBFUCK BRAIN.

[superbdonutpoetry]

Things That Differ are Not the Same

This blog is read not only by those who are saved, but also those who are not, hence this post. Here are several good reasons why you shouldn’t be a Bible blender. The instructions and good news given to Paul by the ascended Christ pertaining to salvation for all men, as well as edification concerning the Body of Christ during the Age of Grace, differs to that of: *Adam &…

[flammenxci]

> Kept away from second oldest step sister due to covert stunts she's pulled with our dad.

> She crossed a major line is a "nice" but skeevy af manner.

> Has a feeling she's gonna pull some BULLSHIT shortly before, during and after our dad dies.

> Staying out of contact to protect my peace, everyone else in house can talk to her, go out with her, etc, just leave me alone.

> Got news oldest step sis just got a grim diagnosis, docs don't give her long to live.

> Time to go back into "hide and watch" mode.

> For once, can life prove me wrong? Do not confirm my suspicions with that woman by using her older sister's shitty situation as a preview for what's going to happen with our dad. Please just this FUCKING once.

> Sometimes I really wish my pattern recognition skills are wrong and I get pleasantly surprised.

> Let me be wrong, just this one time.

[milkandraspberry]

[writersdrug]

Simon "Ghost" Riley is the kind of man who:

In your shared home, always sits with his legs spread. Manspreading king. Adores it when you cross your arms and give him a disapproving look, saying there's no room for you. "Course there is, luv. Jus' sit between my thighs."

Refuses to let you do simple tasks around the house, like making tea, folding his underwear, or putting away the dishes. One might think it's a sweet, husbandly gesture - but he's just super picky. You made tea in the microwave once, and now you're banned from ever touching his tea stash. Likes his underwear folded in a specific way, and you don't understand the importance of it. He got tired of you stuffing his underwear in his drawer, so now he folds it himself. And the dishes? Couldn't stand how you put them away. "There's no rhyme or reason to 'em." "I didn't think there had to be, Si-" "Just gimme the damn bowl." Fewer chores? You aren't complaining.

Looks like he's always on edge - and he is, kinda. When he's out with you, he can't help but be alert and watchful, and extremely protective of you. You've tried to get him to loosen up - it's the supermarket, what could happen? - but have just come to accept it as his nature. Plus, you get that giddy feeling when you see other men look straight down at the floor, avoiding Simon's stare as the two of you pass.

Is the grumpiest, poutiest, and most indignant man ever when he gets sick. Doesn't want you doting on him in case you catch whatever he has. But, wait - where are you going? "Get your ass back in this bed - 'm cold." Grumbles like a child when you force him to let you get up to grab him soup, tea, or medicine. And no, he doesn't care how sick he is, he's not wearing that stupid, floppy ice pack hat.

Brings Johnny over unannounced, and you've grown used to it. The moment you hear that Scottish yapping out the front door as the key unlocks, you grab a third plate for dinner - he insists you don't need to feed him, but you always make extra for Simon's lunch the next day regardless, and the last time he'd said that, he ended up grabbing an extra fork and picking from Simon's plate. Which, of course, had Simon up at 1 am making instant ramen because he was still hungry, but didn't have the heart to ask you to make him a decent meal. So, yes, Johnny would be fed.

Loves spoiling you on your birthday. What is a man if not someone who spoils his partner rotten? Orders in food from your favorite bakery, sets all your presents neat and nice on the table (the excellent wrapping job done by yours truly, Gaz), flower petals sprinkled on the ground and the table top (also Gaz's idea), and a seat on his lap so for you while you open your presents. Loves watching your face light up, and each little "you remembered?!" fall from your lips as you open each gift. Scoffs and shifts in his seat. "I's not that much of a fuss, luv..." as you squeal excitedly, but you know he's biting back a proud smile. The blush, he can't even attempt to hide.

Is somehow a magnet for your young nephews. Every time he comes along to your sister's place, he's either making conversation with her husband in the living room, or he's interrogated and cornered by her two sons. And, lord help him, he doesn't understand it either. He'd always expected kids to look at him like a monster, but, especially with these two, that was never the case. They'd ask him for stories about "being in war" - half of the time, he'd make up some not-too-gory adventure, sparing them the details of real war. The rest of the time, he'd talk about "Soap, my mate who blows everything up." And they'd listen with wide eyes and jaws on the floor.

Has scared you unintentionally, more than too many times. He'd come home at three in the morning from a mission, and all he wanted was to quietly peel his dirty uniform off and slip into bed with you. His main intention was to avoid waking you up, because you'd force him to shower before joining you in bed - and he was too tired for that. However, you'd been rounding the corner, up for your 3 am glass of water - you screamed as you saw the hulking, dark figure by the front door, launching your phone at him. He'd caught it effortlessly and shoved it into his back pocket. "What've I told ya 'bout using the bat?" "I was just getting water!" "I coulda been anyone." "Well you're not." "Missed ya, luvie." "Missed you too- but you're grimy. Go take a-" "No." He grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder, ignoring your protests as he hauled you back to bed.

[spring-ephemeral]

started playing pokemon go again recently. unfortunately i immediately got into the collector mindset about the vivillon patterns but finding friends from sandstorm/ocean/sun regions that actually send gifts has been literally impossible