#Is it possible?

[fonmythenmetz]

[heretherebedork]

Question, GMMTV, are we forgiving him as well? Because that seems like a bad plan. But it also seems very much in your wheelhouse.

(Of course he's encouraging her to get her eyes treated and no longer be blind and I bet the show ends with her forgiving him, him being more understanding and then her getting her eyes treated. Are we taking bets yet?)

[hyperfixiation-station]

Lighter Pt.4

Pairing: Ghost x Reader

Summary: Confronting Ghost about his sad coma rant

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

You sit up in your bed, sighing softly. You so did not want to do this right now. You had just finished a physical therapy session and were exhausted, but this conversation needs to be had. You had thought about waiting until you got home, but Ghost had been walking around like a kicked puppy the whole time you had been in the hospital. You sigh again, steeling your nerves. 

“I heard you.” You murmur from your bed. Ghost looks up from the chair next to you, head tilted in confusion. 

“When you were saying sorry, while I was in the…coma.” You clarify, voice soft. His face doesn’t…pale, exactly, but you know him well enough that you can tell he is ashamed and scared. He says nothing, just stares at you with slightly-wider-than-usual eyes. You take a deep breath and decide to tackle the easiest issue first. 

“Ghost, darling, I-you have nothing to be sorry for.” You say, leaning towards him despite your body’s protests, “I chose to push you out of the way, number one. You didn’t shoot me, ergo, not your fault.”  

“But if I had-”

“Ah-ah.” You interrupt, “I wanted to go on this mission as much as you did. Hell, I volunteered when I knew it meant I’d get to work with you. So we both made that mistake, number two. And number three, you saved me. You can’t feel guilty that I got shot but not feel good that you kept me from dying.” You can tell he doesn’t agree with you, but he doesn’t protest either, so you leave it at that. 

“Now onto the more pressing issue, which is that you don’t feel worthy of my love.” At this statement Ghost really does pale. You reach for him, interlocking your pale, thin fingers with his gloved ones. 

“Simon, darling, how long have you felt like that?” You ask, voice breaking slightly, “Was it something I did? Did I do or say something to make you think that I don’t value our relationship? That all I think is that you are a ‘fuckign bastard’? That I wouldn’t move Heaven and Earth if it meant being able to love you?” You sound over the top, but to be fair you are doped up on pain meds and your only goal is to drive home the fact that you love him. 

Ghost stares at you, lips parted under his mask. 

“I-you haven’t. I just-” He pauses, frowning. If this conversation wasn’t so serious you would have laughed at his awkwardness around emotion. But it was serious, and you needed him to face it.  

“Si,” You whisper, “How could you possibly think I don’t love you?” “I know you do!” He says finally, voice cracking, “I just don’t understand why.” 

“Why?” You echo. He nods miserably, the skin that you can see under his mask flushed with shame. “That's…oh darling.” You say, cupping his cheek, “Do you really think that you not saying ‘I love you’ bothers me? If it did, I would have left this relationship a long time ago, but it doesn’t. You show affection for me in so many other ways, and those are the reasons I love you.”

He opens his mouth but you cut him off. “You notice when I get overstimulated sometimes even before I recognize it, you remind me to eat when I forget, you never get mad when I forget important dates, or forget to respond to texts, you bring me home little trinkets when you come back from trips or missions, which, by the way, is a love language. And that is just a few examples. I could go on and on about how wonderful of a person you are under that soldier boy exterior.” You blurt it out, not giving him a chance to refute. He looks down at his lap when you finish, but not before you see tears in his eyes. 

“Thank you.” He says hoarsely. You sit back, settling against the 87 pillows he had scrounged up for you. You know he is going to need a lot more reassurance, and you are going to need to drop as many hints as possible, but this conversation is a start. You yawn, the physical and emotional therapy you just went through making it difficult to stay awake. 

His hand is still interlocked with yours and you tug on it gently. He stands up, moving as close to you as he can get. He looks at you questioningly, and you pretend not to notice how red his eyes are. You tug his wrist again, pulling him down. He looks surprised for a moment, and then rolls his eyes. “Alright alright.” He grumbles, climbing into the bed with you. Very, very carefully, so as not to hurt your leg, he settles himself behind you, positioning you so that you lay against his chest, sandwiched between his legs. His arms wrap around you and his chin rests on your head, sending little shivers through your body. You smile at the feeling and sink into him, falling into a peaceful sleep. 

[reamed]

can someone actually like me for reasons that aren’t sexual

[pen-pain-poetry]

Is It Possible?

Not for the first time I wondered, if it is possible to fall in love with writing, with words, with the way they are orchestrated, that melts straight to the soul.

then another thought took place, that if it was possible to fall in love with someone, without knowing them, but with the way they write, with way they conduct words, in a manner, that seem so certain, that this was meant for you.

I feel like all your writings are meant for me, even though you and I have never meet, a lingering thought always stays back in my mind, if you know me, or if you have gone through same things as me, then I am so sorry, because things you write always soothes my heart, that I am not alone, who has felt like this, But I would also not wish it upon someone else.

I wait for your word maze, and when it comes, i prefer to get lost in them, rather then solving it, but just, i would prefer to admire it, all the bleeding flowers, and thorns, that quite matches with my own, so, pain being shared, lost its weight half just like that, and I wonder how you manage to make my life more bearable with gut wrenching soul soothing, words you write.

Despite our paths never crossing, and never each other seeing in real life, expect for in the words we write, i feel like I know you quite well, because you literally bare you soul, in the poems you create, i feel like I have this intimate relationship, with this person, who knows me inside out, but I don't even know what to pronounce, when someone asks about your name, because in reality, you are just some stranger on the internet with some random pen name, so for the first time but certainly not last time, i dared to wondered that thought out loud, that is it even possible for someone to fall in love, without not knowing who they even are?

©Pen_Pain_Poetry

[enchanting-whim]

Lately, I've seen many presents overhauls or gift box default replacements and I've been wondering if it's possible to do the same with the "gift money" option 🤔. I mean, it's funny they way it is currently. However, is there a possibility to change the gift box for an envelope with money or a wad of simoleons? I think that would be an interesting addition for slice of life gameplays.

[bloodbrown]

I wonder if someone could mod extra gestures into Lies of P. Like for example fortnite dances

[nerdieforpedro]

So basically, I’m stealing a page from @for-a-longlongtime ‘s page and trying to keep things short when writing. Exploring new characters and dynamics like I said I would in the year of Pedro 2024. 🤗

Is this possible for Nerdie whose Weekend updates span, a few pages at minimum? Only time will tell.

I’m going to have to tap into @trulybetty @goodwithcheese and @morallyinept levels of brevity but also actually making the words have meaning. 🤔

My small update has gone too long already. This will be an uphill battle @alltheglitterandtheroar 😭

[iplaysims4]

🤔...So...I'm confusion...

[am3mb3r123]

okay hear me out:

what if, because of his enhanced eyesight, Crosshair can see shrimp colors??

[mikaelsrose]

I've been thinking about this for the last couple of days and decided that if at the end of Theodora we don't get the option to finally die and get together with our season 1/2 LI, i swear to you, I'm not going to finish this book. it's either this or my heart which is in pieces already

[sincericida]

taylor swift is re releasing speak now right now and she does this thing called vault tracks where she takes previous songs that didn't make it on the album and adds them on speak now she has a vault song called "when emma falls in love" and taylor and emma stone are very good friends so much so that emma and andrew went to her speak now tour way back 2010 and hung out so my theory is that this song is about emma stone which taylor would totally do since she writes songs about her friends all the time and this would perfectly fall in the timelines of when emma dated andrew as I type this out I realise how unhinged I soud so I'm sorry

Anon, now my mind has taken a big turn and I don’t know what to think about it!

[showbits]

I hope to be reborn as a real star in the sky someday

[viovio]

filipino yaoi

[monochrome-au]

Log 1

02/13/XX It’s been years since we were banished to the Underground. The King found 3 different children to harness the souls from, but his ex-wife is hiding the 4th. In order to find the 4th child and protect the underground, bring it together, he wants me to create a warrior. Create the grey area in the Underground. I have to find two willing subjects, one dark soul and one light soul, and fuse them in my lab. I’m not sure who to use though, so I’ll try two small subjects. Maybe like a Froggit and a Snowdrake, just to see if this is even possible. Wish me luck, whoever is out there.