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hey bestie i am in the worst fucking mood so
how r u
Bildaddy's doing his best. Thanks for asking, kid.
Maybe this ox rib (platonic) might help improve your mood?
#bildaddy answers (eventually)#have an ox rib (platonic)#bildad the shuhite#bildad nation#bildad brainrot#bildad the shuhite army#oh bildad the shuhite we're really in it now#oh bildad we're really in it now#bildaddy answers#bildaddy#bildad#bildad the shuite#bildad my beloved#shutanic temple#bilday#shoemaker saturday#slutty saturday#seasonal depression saturday#SAD saturday#SADurday even
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Mr. Justice, have you heard? Her Benevolence is in the hospital!
“Huh? Her Benevolence is…?” It takes a moment for the stranger’s words to sink in. “Wh-What!? How!? When!?” Apollo immediately stands up from behind his desk, scattering papers everywhere and knocking over his chair.
“Is she alright!? Is she-! I-Is she…” He quickly loses volume, finding himself unable to finish the thought. He sprints out of his office, towards the hospital. Please, oh god please don’t let her be dead. Don’t let her die.
It’s getting hard to breathe.
#// is that a panic attack i see on the horizon?#// not even sadurday but idc :')#☆ → ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴡ ɪɴ sᴇssɪᴏɴ! (ic.)#☆ → ɪɴʜᴇʀɪᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇs. (main.)#☆ → ɴᴏ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ. (answered.)#☆ → ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? (anon.)
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your broken toy
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“What’s the point, Tony? The second she dumps you, you’re going to come crawling back to me again,” Peter said, “I can’t stand it anymore. Pepper leaves you then you come to me, but then you go right back to her.”
“You don’t understand,” said Tony, “we’re working things out.”
“Right,” Peter rolled his eyes.
Tony said, “We’re both going through some things.”
“And you decided that dragging me into this was a good idea? Huh? I thought I meant something to you, but apparently I’m nothing more than a fuck doll to you,” Peter said.
Peter gave Tony a hard stare and continued: “I’ve spent months of my life supporting you, being there for you, and helping you while she did what, Tony? What does she have that I don’t?”
“I don’t-” Tony faltered.
“Exactly,” Peter said, “I’m done with these games, Stark, I’m done with the lies and the hiding and everything. I’m done with it all.”
Tony sighed, “I never meant for things to go this far.”
Peter looked into Tony’s guilt-soaked eyes. If he hadn’t been thoroughly exhausted, Peter might’ve felt bad for chewing the man out.
“Okay,” said Peter, “if you get back together with her, Tony, I’m never doing this again. We’ll hardly even be colleagues after this. I’ve given you everything I could. I’ve tried to talk with you, but you always leave me. So, I’m done. Make your choice, Tony.”
There was a moment of silence.
At least he has to think about it first, Peter thought bitterly.
“I love her,” Tony whispered.
Peter closed his eyes and let out a shaky exhale, “Okay.”
“I just love her too much to... “ Tony trailed off.
“It’s okay,” lied Peter, “you’ll figure it out with her, I’m sure, and I’ll sort my own issues out.”
Tony looked at Peter.
Peter looked away. The man was pitying him. The last person’s pity Peter wanted was Tony’s.
“I hope you have a wonderful life with your loyal girlfriend,” Peter said with a hiss. He knew it was petty bringing up Pepper’s unfaithfulness - and he did feel bad the second the words left his mouth - but he just couldn’t stop himself.
And as the door closed on Tony, encasing him in darkness, he couldn’t help but wonder if he made the wrong decision.
block the tag ‘sadurday’ if you wouldn’t like to see a sad drabble every sadurday :>
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Know what else is sad on this fine Sadurday night?
V only has peaceful sleep because Nightmare eats his dreams. He would otherwise have nightmares fairly frequently because of trauma, feelings he hasn’t resolved, and fears he hasn’t settled. And he’s gotten very used to this cushion. So expect him to become restless in his sleep and to wake with a start whenever you see him going to bed or just taking a nap with his hair white. He’s become more or less dependent on his demons even in this way. He’s afraid of even facing his fears and his guilt so he tries to avoid as much of it as he can, which is why he hasn’t gotten over The Thing That Changed His Life. :I
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Apollo pats Klavier's back, hesitantly. "You're... a good guy, you know? Even if you are a giant fop." He offers the other a kind smile. // no he's NOT upset bc of klav's share of sadurday he's just concerned tyvm
Not exactly the best choice of words to cheer someone up but I appreciate the sentiments, Herr Forehead.
…danke. Wirklich, ich… thanks.
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“I’m terrible Glyphza. I can’t even make my matesprites happy let alone anyone else...I’m a walking depressing beacon of sadness who has a drinking problem. If I was a day of the week I’d be called Sadurday! Cause I’m such a fuckin’ drag....”
Beltane slumps down on her sofa, whiskey staining the fabric as she tips her cup. Across from her sat her very concerned morail. Glyphza stared at Beltane. Usually she wasn’t this, well, sad. Seems to her that her morail was getting a huge sense of concern over her relationship status.
Having been in a train wreck of a relationship herself Glyphza just went over to Beltane and lifted her up and hugged her.
“Come on sugah tits, you know they love you. Well one of them does, I think. And if their gone you still got me and that ass you call your kismesis.”
Those words seemed to go over Beltane’s head because she proceeded to burst into a flood of tears, sobbing so much that her purple mascara dripped down her face.
“GLLYYYYPPPHHHZZZAAAAAAAAAA!! IM S-SORRY IM SO AWFUL!!”
Sadly Beltane was too drunk to think clearly. Her nose bleeding by now from how much she’d been crying.
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#slaburday turned in to #SADurday after the #suburbanelectricsawmill pooped out on me. I'm getting some deflection on the bar, which is causing an uneven cut, straining the motor and generally just not working. I'm hoping a new chain fixes the issue. Didn't even get one board cut properly. If that doesn't fix it, I'm guessing I've reached the limit of my mini electric mill. Maybe I can get a #binfordtools sticker to crank up the power. Next stop is a 550cc monster. On the plus side, check out the inside of this mimosa tree! Not a species you see too often at the lumber yard. Our neighbor cut this down in the spring and I swiped the biggest piece of trunk I could carry 😂 . . . . #wood #woodwork #woodworker #woodworking #slab #slabbing #mimosa #granberg #alaskanmill #alaskan #sawmill #handmade #handcrafted #maker #lumber #lumbermill #diy #doityourself #thejawnshop
#wood#slab#handmade#doityourself#slaburday#binfordtools#handcrafted#woodworker#suburbanelectricsawmill#granberg#diy#sawmill#sadurday#mimosa#lumber#woodwork#alaskan#maker#slabbing#lumbermill#thejawnshop#alaskanmill#woodworking
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Sadurdays
I may not make to Saturday .
Reason why, I’ve had sadder days.
I been stressing so much and I’m sad to say,
Depression been hittin like blunts today.
Can’t even smile like I wanna.
The tears falling down hot like saunas .
Release to the gods but they don’t wanna.
Hear me now, so I just want ya.
To hear all my sorrows and pain.
Know that I’m trying to change.
Know that my hearts still the same.
But if anyone is to blame, let it be me and no other name.
I just can’t help it and I know it’s selfish but I feel like shellfish and all of this really is bringing pain.
I pray that you pray for me.
I pray that you see what I’m looking thru.
I pray that you see that my words are encouraged by only the things that I wouldn’t do, even shouldn’t do.
I’m sorry if this makes you stressed, but I know that you’d want what’s best for me.
There’s too much on my mind and I’ve been let, down to many times for one to believe.
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anonymous said: why doesnt it matter? because theyre both dead?
“... I don’t want to play this game anymore...” I think the game stopped when Clay and Dhurke were mentioned, Apollo.
#// IT'S NOT EVEN SADURDAY???#☆ → ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴡ ɪɴ sᴇssɪᴏɴ! (ic.)#☆ → ɪɴʜᴇʀɪᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇs. (main.)#☆ → ɴᴏ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ. (answered.)#☆ → ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? (anon.)
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verumheart replied to your post: ur a puppet
xion vc: that’s racist
“Huh? But you’re not a puppet!”
“You’re a sister.”
#// XION DOESN'T GET TO BE EXCLUDED NOT EVEN ON SADURDAY#☆ → ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴡ ɪɴ sᴇssɪᴏɴ! (ic.)#☆ → ɪɴʜᴇʀɪᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇs. (main.)#verumheart#verumheart ; xion
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