#Slow peace my love
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infernothechaosgod · 2 months ago
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I geniuenly think we should see mickey fail more often, i dont mean a little fail like not be good at baking a pie then getting a pet on the back
I mean like fail fail let someone get away with something they shoudnt then feel guilty and bad about this, then just think alot, slow things down DONT resolve this by catching the criminal or jerk just let him sit in his home for a story, think alot, be upset, eat sleep talk a bit then over time get over it by accepting we make mistakes and shoudnt dwell on them especially if there not even our responsybility
I honestly think theres alot of mouseverse comics that shoudnt end as conflict free as they did with the character turning around and suddently becoming the biggest person in the room and out of character apologizing or instantly letting go of a slip up, I know some mouseverse comics are written more with younger people in mind but I think slowing things down would be just a good thing for everyone, let us sit with them just doing things in their homes for a moment
Let them make mistakes then fail to fix them because honestly I think a slow "damn i messed up...we gotta go bald" comic would be more refreshing and fun atp
Just my thoughts, i like seeing them on adventures but I think a slow peace comic where there just them at their home would be nice
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yorufi · 2 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LESBIANS!! 💕😤🫶 i have just a bunch of sketches that haven’t seen a light of day,,
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if you see misspelling or just poor grammar- i drew most of these very late and i don’t remember drawing most of these…
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hyakunana · 2 months ago
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Encounter V — Reverse Boost
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lurakha · 3 months ago
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FAR CRY 5 (∞)
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mainmoenmomentmaybe · 2 months ago
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happy anniversary to all the friendships where we truly thought we could make it through together
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dirtytransmasc · 1 year ago
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I hope we get a scene of Alicent with Aegon's body. If her son is damned to die, if she is damned to spiral into insanity, if she is to lose her life too the grief, let me see her with his body.
let her hold her baby in her arms one more time. let her wipe the blood that poured from his mouth and nose as he died. let her run her fingers over the viscous burns that adorn his skin. let her fix his hair. let her bathe him with a cloth as she had when he was a babe. let her kiss his cheek, his forehead, his hair, his hands. let her lay her head against him, hugging him like she had failed to do for years.
he was her firstborn and yet, her heart was still beating and his was not, she was not yet cold in her grave, no, no her son was cold, her flesh was warm, too warm. he was her baby, her son, the boy she tried so hard to protect, who had loved even when it hurt, who she had stood in front of a dragon for. she loved him, the very bones of him, and now he was dead.
let her lose her mind right there, in that room, still clinging to her body, one that's too cold, too still, too quiet. let her scream out to the gods, damning them, cursing them for taking her eldest son, amongst everything else in her life.
I want her to drive away anyone who tries to take him from her, forcing the silent sisters or whoever would be left to deal with his body at that point. let her curse and spit and claw at anyone who comes too close.
she would stay there for hours, reflecting on her memories of him. maybe she talks to him or hums a lullaby until she finally loses her battle with what remains of her consciousness and sanity, falling still against the table.
she dreams of Aegon, she dreams of the life she wish she could have provided, the life she had tried so hard to give him. a life where he was safe, a life where she had been a better mother, a life where she didn't need to live in and impose fear up on her children. maybe if she had tried hard enough he would still be alive, she'll think as she floats in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness.
she'll wake in plain chambers she only partly recognizes, she'll learn of her sons lackluster and sparsly accompanied burning, she'll learn her son was gone and she was alone. there won't be much of her left to care. she just continues dreaming, dreaming of her dead children and spiraling to madness until her broken heart finally gives out.
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[my previous post inspired this, cause all I can think about now is Alicent mourning her son and its gonna put me in an early grave]
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simptasia · 11 months ago
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my mum died last night
#i was with her. i spoke comforting words to her as her breathing slowed#she didn't suffer - she wasn't in any pain. she heard me and became slower and slower then i... saw her die#i never predicted i'd be there at the moment of death#it was her time. her body had been slowly shutting down the last three days and she'd been officially dying for 5 months#she was so strong. she was hanging on for me. needing to know i'd be able to survive with her gone#once it was clear that things were gonna be fine (besides the emotional toll) she started to truly let go#i've been with her whenever i could be the last three days. and night nurses watched her as i slept#last nights nurse woke me to be with her in her final moments#besides hearing me talk the last few days - i was also running star trek for her to listen to#she couldn't communicate or move but we all knew she was aware of things around her#i gave her words of reassurance and comfort and the last words she heard me say were ''i love you''#and three days ago before she lost the ability to speak the last words she managed were ''i love you''#so things went as well as they could be considering the situation#she died a little over 12 hours ago. it was 7 hours before they could take the body away. that was. haunting#it's been a rough day. worst day of my life. but mum is at peace now. and i have a lot of kind people to support me#everything will be okay eventually and i have my whole life ahead of me and mum wants that life to be good#so i musn't give up. now matter how depressed i feel
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spaceyflowerswriting · 2 years ago
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HII idk if u write for gun ( lookism ) but would it be alright if I request a gun x reader fluff? That’s all! Ty:))
beauty in you (gun park x reader)
details: fluffy drabble, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and gun are coworkers dating
summary: a silly conversation with kouji makes gun realize you've become a very dear part of his life.
a/n: i do <3!! he's one of my faves to write; thanks for requesting!!
inspired by the last prompt on this post 💖
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"...Really?"
"What?"
Kouji pointed to the headband Gun was currently wearing, the fluffy cat ears on them being a large contrast to his serious demeanor. "If I asked you to wear that, you would've asked me what color I'd want my coffin to be."
"Hm. Really?" Gun smirked out of amusement when the purple haired highschooler gave his arm a light slap.
"Seriously, I've never seen you make so many exceptions for someone before." Kouji huffed and pointed with a thumb at you, which you didn't notice because you were too busy singing with Crystal. "They've really got you wrapped around their finger."
"Please," scoffed Gun, "Is it so strange I enjoy the company of someone? And it's not as if I don't do these things with Goo, either. Just the other day we were at a karaoke like this one."
"Yeah, but you kinda grumble when you agree! With them you just agree right away."
"Your point?"
Kouji let out a deep sigh. "You know what it is? I think they made you soft, at least towards them."
Soft...? Soft?
Never in a million years would Gun ever describe himself with such a word, nor would he imagine someone else would use it in reference to him. Yet at this moment, he could sort of understand why Kouji would say what he did.
He shook his head anyway, turning his attention back to you, adoring your bright smile that even his sunglasses couldn't protect his eyes from as he said, "They made me appreicate something I've yet to experience, that's all. I see no problem with it."
When Kouji made a gagging sound, Gun turned his head back to see him grimacing. "Am I hallucinating? Gun wearing cat ears and saying the most disgustingly cheesy ass thing I've ever heard?"
Gun just chuckled. "Is now a good time to ask what color you would like your coffin?"
"Man..."
[below is extra characterization stuff i started with but then realized i was just rambling instead of writing a story but i liked it enough to keep it]
When others say that beauty was found in people, Gun could agree, but perhaps not in a way one would usually think. For him, it wasn't the kindness or smiles humanity shared that he found beautiful, but physical talent instead--people so skilled, they were on the tip of almost being non-human.
The most flexible gymnast, the fastest swimmer... and most of all, the strongest human; particularly when it came to fighting. Yes, to Gun, there was just something beautiful about the way one could perfectly move themselves to inflict maximum damage, through technique and knowing the right weak spots. Not to mention, knowing there was hard work put behind to maintain such strength and knowledge made it even more beautiful to him.
Of course, there was also talent in itself that fascinated Gun. Anyone could achieve enough through hard work, but not everyone was born with natural talent.
So... why did he find beauty the "normal" way in you? As far as he knew, you couldn't fight, and all you've done was just be yourself. Your personality achieved some sort of dynamic with him where for once he enjoyed the company of someone in a peaceful way. In fact, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life with someone like you. It was a strange feeling, but he was sure of it. Emotions weren't too complicated for someone as straightforward as him, after all.
Nonetheless, perhaps he could argue that your talent was making him smile, and for that, he could appreciate the beauty in you; your talent.
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themoneybaby · 2 months ago
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Romanticizing my life cause no one else will.
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lilyharvord · 10 months ago
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The fantasy fiction trope of the chosen one being raised to die at just the right time is just so biblically horrific and disgusting, it literally makes me foam at the mouth over it. The fact that there are numerous instances where they should die, but there is always something in the universe that saves them; leaving them thinking that maybe they are either incredibly skilled at survival or just lucky, only to find out that it was never them?? They were being saved just to die when they have to? As seen fit by some higher power????? Furthermore, it's extra spicy if that chosen one was a reluctant hero who only realizes it at the end, right before they have to die... and they make the choice to go through with it anyway???? When they ultimately have something to die for now (read found family who tries to stop them and/or turns from fighting the big bad to fighting the fucking universe to save them)????? Geewhiz what a fucking TROPE.
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phoenixcatch7 · 2 years ago
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Okay but like Peter Parker reincarnated as dick grayson angst
#peter parker#dick grayson#nightwing#spiderman#Me in my little head listening to music and suddenly it auto fills a gap that wasn't even there and now I can't stop thinking about it#batman#story prompt#fic prompt#Fic idea#The angst would be juiciest if he didn't keep his powers#So like he's always pushing his body further to try and gain back just an inch more of what he had#Because even as spiderman he was too slow or weak to save everyone and he never realised just how dependent he was on his spider sense#At first he's living the dream with alive loving parents and acrobatics and travelling the world in peace#He's crushed when they die. In a way spiderman could have so easily prevented with his webs. He had to watch AGAIN. He's furious#With his experience from his previous life he latches onto batman and creates Robin from that. He balances school and hero life once more.#He becomes night wing when Gotham grows too dark and stifling. He needs out. To be a solo hero again. He hates that he has to leave batman#But at least he's alive to be mad.#When he gets siblings wow new experience!! Batman parenting normal kids is Such a bad idea but he'd die for them!#Then everything cascades and batman goes from iron man/daredevil to punisher/black widow and Jason doesn't want to listen#Even tho he died too and it hurt and b had a bio kid and he's batman until he isn't and he misses aunt may and still he loves being alive#Because spiderman was killed#And nightwing is older than he will ever be
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aprilliouz · 8 days ago
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From this
To this
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Dulu ketika hidup pasca lulus kuliah, banyak mempertanyakan diri kenapa hidup masih terasa penuh kebingungan dan permasalahan.
Sampai akhirnya melihat salah satu buku hijau itu dan penasaran. Akhirnya tertarik membaca halaman demi halamannya, dan takjub karena isi buku tersebut sangat membuka mata, membuka pikiran, dan menyadarkan diri bahwa salah satu penderitaan hidup mungkin disebabkan kurangnya kesadaran diri.
Perlahan, perlahan, dan perlahan.
Belajar lebih mindful menjadi salah satu upayaku untuk menjalani hidup belakangan ini.
Ternyata, di salah satu hari ketika aku lebih mindful untuk memerhatikan postingan di media sosial, aku menemukan flyer yang menginformasikan bahwa Haemin Sunim, seorang biksu yang menjadi otak hebat di balik buku-buku tersebut, hendak datang ke Indonesia.
Akhirnya, atas izin Allah, aku diberikan rezeki untuk banyak belajar dari orang hebat ini.
Bahkan sampai berjabat tangan, dan berbincang singkat.
It's such an extraordinary experience 😭🥲
It's nice to meet you in person, Mr Sunim.
Aku belajar beberapa hal dari beliau, diantaranya:
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Daaan, ada banyak kutipan lagi.
Aku akan bahas ini satu per satu ya. Sementara kubahas dengan sederhana dulu aja.
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mapicccc · 14 days ago
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webfishing <3
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yourpookiejaxx · 5 months ago
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mountaindragon · 1 year ago
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The view inside my little world. ✨
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chqnified · 5 months ago
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People who are truly your friend will not leave you behind attempting to catch up or exclude you from things just because you're disabled. They won't make fun of you just because you have learning disabilities. They won't claim it's too difficult for them to correctly refer to you by the right pronouns just because you're queer.
If they do, they aren't a friend. Get yourself some new ones and you'll start to feel a whole lot happier
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