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writereleaserepeat · 6 months

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This last month I've been enamored by @sowhumpshaped's interactive whump story, "Stray." It came to a beautiful end just a few days ago, and I was inspired to come out of the woodwork long enough to write a little fanfic. Make sure to go read their story before continuing here! It's a lovely work of art and I had so much fun seeing where it went. I miss the daily updates already!

This story is set twenty years after the main storyline of "Stray," and ten years after total pet liberation. It takes place in I-Can't-Believe-It's-Not-Disneyworld, and it features our MC (you!) meeting a ghost from their past.

CW: mentions of pet whump, second person POV, swearing

WC: ~2250

You run your tongue along the mountain of sweet vanilla cream, savoring its delicate flavor as it slowly melts in your mouth. With how much this ice cream cost, you were determined to enjoy every moment of its blissful respite from the summer heat. The mouse might know how to mark up its sweets, but it wouldn't steal away your enjoyment of this day, not even with an ice cream cone that cost an arm and a leg.

You're pulled from your thoughts by the sight of the ride coming to a halt beyond the fence. The harnesses begin to release and the children start pouring towards the exit, all smiles and laughters as they rush to find their parents on the other side. Your daughter is easy to spot, a tall girl - god, when did she get so tall? - with a glowing, gap-toothed smile.

Much to your surprise, she comes to greet you with another girl in tow, a child whose face reminds you of someone you can't place, their eyes sparkling with a hint of familiarity. A celebrity, maybe?

You don't have any more time to ponder before your daughter begins talking. She holds the other girl’s hand, a child who couldn’t have been a year older than her, and all but pulls her up to greet you.

"This is Delaney, we were on the ride together! She's so nice," Libby speaks in that same pleading tone you're never able to resist. "Please, please, please can we go to the next ride together?"

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” you say as sympathetically as you can, putting a palm on Libby's head. “We need to ask Delaney’s grown-up first.”

“My dad will say it’s okay,” Delaney says with a vigorous nod, “he’s right over there!”

She points towards a man striding in your direction, his hair long, but his gait familiar. As he brushes the hair from in front of his eyes, you freeze. You know those eyes. You’ll never forget those eyes, even if they’re set deeper in wrinkles now.

The world stops. For one painful moment, you don’t even feel your heart beat. It’s like all the air has been sucked out of your lungs.

But it wasn’t. You draw a breath, a deep breath that pushes hard against your ribs. You’re free. All the pets are free now, and they have been free for ten years. It had been another ten years before that since you’d last seen Rayan.

He recognizes you too, you can tell in the way his jaw slackens, dumbfounded. That glitter of recognition continues as he finally stumbles into earshot and his tongue begins to work.

“Thirt-"

“Not in front of my daughter,” you hiss, leaning in towards his ear as you do so. “Not in front of my fucking daughter.” You keep a smile on your face, only just, so your child doesn’t have to see you fall apart before her eyes.

He seems startled, startled enough to shut up for one moment. But silence had never been his strong suit, you could remember that much, the way he'd ramble on and on after his volunteer shifts. You'd always let him talk - not today. The dynamic had shifted. Today, you look him in the eyes as an equal.

“I’m sorry, I-“

“Papa!” Delaney interjects, cutting Rayan off a second time. “I met this girl on the ride, her name’s Libby, she’s super fun, and super nice, and we want to go on another ride together.” She tugs on Rayan’s arm, but he doesn’t look down.

“Actually,” you say, pulling your daughter close to you, “I think we need to go catch up with Libby’s little brother and my partner.”

“Please?” Libby pleads again, staring at you with those doe eyes that always melt your heart. “Just one ride. It can be this one, we can do it again, we don’t even have to walk anywhere.”

Fuck.

What was almost twenty years of therapy worth if you couldn’t stand next to Rayan for another five minutes? You’d imagined talking to him a thousand times over, you’d thought painstakingly about what you’d say to him if you ever could, you'd prayed to his memory as much as you'd cursed it. But now, all you want is to walk away and never look at him again.

No more running. You'd promised yourself that almost two decades ago, and hell if you couldn't carry through with that promise today, especially with a family that needed you.

“Okay,” you concede, forcing a smile at Libby. She would never see you falter, not now, not ever. “You can ride this same ride one more time, just once, and only if you use your QuickCard to skip the line. We don’t want to get too far behind the rest of the family.”

“Sure,” Rayan says, voice measured. He smiles down at Delaney as well, but you can tell it's forced. “You can go too. Don’t forget, you only have three more taps on your QuickCard.”

“That’s okay!” Delaney chirps, already pulling Libby towards the line. “We’re going to have so much fun!”

And as the girls run in a tangle of limbs and laughter back into the ride's entrance, you’re left alone next to Rayan. The silence weighs heavily on your shoulders, and you feel the ice cream beginning to melt between your fingers. Then it's just you and Rayan, alone.

Not literally alone. You two are the furthest from alone you ever could be, stood next to a swinging steel pirate ship, amidst a park milling with tens of thousands of other people. But you can hardly hear the screams, the voices, the mechanical groans of the rides. Rayan’s presence next to you is suffocating.

You say nothing yet. What is there to say? You’ve said it all a million times before. To the shower walls, to your therapist, to the darkened skies in the early dawn. But none of it had ever compared to what you feel right now.

Something like hope begins to itch in your chest. Maybe this would give you closure, real closure, not the metaphorical closing of a book at the end of a therapy session. You've craved closure for so long. Could Rayan finally be this holy grail?

“I’m sorry,” Rayan says. If you didn’t know better, his voice sounded on the verge of breaking. “I’m sorry for everything.”

His swallow is louder than even the most cacophonous thunderstorm. He continues, tripping over his words, falling over himself with every syllable.

“Look, I was just doing my best. I mean, you were a kid, and I was basically still a kid too, and I was doing what I thought was best, just trying to help, you know? It’s been twenty years and I’ve never forgotten your face. And I mean, look at you now, here with your kids, this is what all the freed pets wanted, isn’t it? The chance to live like this?”

In that moment you know what you need from Rayan. It's what you've needed from him all along, even if you couldn't name it before now.

“Say it,” you mumble, struggling to find your voice. That hope for closure, god, you can feel it, you need it, and-

“What?”

“Say it,” you growl, more firmly this time. “You know what I need you to say.”

“Look, thir- whatever name you chose, I don’t know what you want from me.”

You finally look him in the eyes again.

“Say that I’m a person. Tell me that I’m a person.”

“Of course you are,” Rayan begins, and you watch him hold up his hands as he fights against his tongue's knots. “That’s what the Decree says. All pets had their legal status changed to reflect their unequivocal personhood.”

“That’s not what I asked. I know my pet lib history - likely better than you do. I want you to tell me that I, me, the living being standing in front of you, is a person.”

That nervous look in Rayan’s eyes tells you everything you need to know. The pregnant pause that follows is just painful confirmation. There would be no closure here for you today.

“Pathetic.” It takes all of your strength not to slap him in the face. “Twenty years and you haven’t learned a damn thing. The rest of the world has moved on from that nonsense and you can’t take five seconds to pull your head out of your ass.”

“Look," another swallow as Rayan wrings his hands. “Yeah, it’s been ten years, and still, there’s these studies, right? I'm sure they taught you to read in the, uh, the rehabilitation classes. There's studies that shows the pets that were liberated, they just aren't adapting to society as people do, you know? They don't excel at their jobs, they don't succeed in forming traditional family units, they engage in crime and anti-social behavior at much higher rates..."

You scoff and roll your eyes. All you can feel is the bile thick in your throat. Those studies, those lies, that propaganda, it would never stop. And people like Rayan would never stop feeding on it. You knew this, hell, you taught about it, at your community college's pet lib program. There would always be someone with an interest in the tyranny over 'pets,' be it emotional or financial, and it would succeed as long as people like Rayan were stupid enough to buy it.

"Look," Rayan says, putting his hands on the nearby railing as he looks away from you, "all I'm saying is, if you're a good- as good a soul as I think you are, you'd want what's best for your daughter, right? And, and maybe, well, maybe what's best for your family is how things used to be. You don't know for sure that things are better now. What if you're denying your family the chance to be taken care of, to truly thrive? What if they're not meant to be taken care of by, ah, by something like you?"

For a moment you think about striking him. You think about taking him to the ground, right there in the middle of the theme park, and pummeling him senseless. You want to beat that nonsense right out of his skull.

But that would prove his point, wouldn't it?

No. You know you can't do that. You can't wait for your daughter to come back and see your knuckles bloodied, this stranger choking on his own teeeth, your face contorted into an unfamiliar visage of rage. You weren't going to be a monster.

"You disgust me." The words are stickier than honey on your tongue. "Your vapid platitudes mean nothing. Your saviour complex has kept you stuck in the past while the rest of society is growing and learning from our sins. I'll always be grateful that you dragged me out of the trash that one day, and I'll always be grateful that you kept a roof over my head long enough for me to find my liberation. But I owe you nothing, not now, not ever again. I have my personhood - I always have. It's a shame you aren't using yours for something more meaningful."

You see a flash of pink out of the corner of your eye. Libby was coming back, running hand-in-hand with Delaney, that same joyful smile on her face. The smile of a child who had never seen the tyranny of the system you'd oncee been subdued by. The smile of a child who would learn just how important their personhood was, and always would be.

"Libby, darling, we need to go," you say as she comes within earshot. Your tongue is dry and sticky in your throat, and you need a drink of water. Your partner has water, wherever they are in the park now. You want to go to them now, seek the affirmation of everything you'd built in the time since you'd left Rayan behind all those years ago. You want to feel their comforting touch, something to ground you, to remind you of who you are. Who you've always been.

A good person.

Libby seems to wilt a bit, dejectedly dropping Delaney's hand from her own.

"Aw, but-"

"No buts. It's time to see what your brother is up to, and we have a lot of rides to catch before the day is over."

She pauses for a moment, and you can see her thinking it over. After another second she nods, seemingly convinced.

"Okay, as long as you promise to come on the next roller coaster with me."

"I promise," you say, reaching out a pinkie towards her. She hooks her pinkie in yours, and you take the opportunity to pull her close to you, away from Rayan, and away from the child he will undoubtedly raise to think just like him.

"Bye, Delaney! We're friends forever, okay?" Libby shouts over her shoulder as you begin to walk away.

"Bye Libby! Forever!" Delaney replies, giggling as she waves.

Your eyes meet Rayan's one last time. They're clouded with emotion, his lips pressed in a thin line. In spite of yourself, you smile at him once, and turn away.

"Alright, sweetheart," you speak to your daughter as the door to your past slams shut behind you. "Let's go have some more fun. We've got the whole day ahead of us."

#if you can't tell I wanted to grab rayan through the screen each and every installment #SUCH a good kind of 'caretaker' in these stories #really interesting to see his reactions to stuff like idk biting him #ANYWAY thanks for the cool story love you whump community keep being awesome #whump fanfic #whump #whump community #pet whump #also nobody ask me where the ice cream went #it was all MC was focusing on at the beginning then they ignored it #you still have the ice cream but it's melted all over your fingers it's sticky you're miserable #also if you see an error in tense - no you don't

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doubleedgemode · 3 months

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The Dandy with his Hand on his chest

I wanted to do a big piece before the month ended and I had been thinking on drawing a study of "The Nobleman with his Hand on his Chest" by El Greco with Slayer for a good while, because I adore that painting and believe it fits him, since it has a mysterious yet noble aura to me. Very dandy!

I love Slayer's Rev2 Color 4, so I got really happy when it returned as Color 10 in Strive, now with a very stylish nail polish, too.

#ok I'm attempting to keep my kilometric rambles in the tags instead of the post to not scare away people so keep reading if you want #slayer #guilty gear #guilty gear strive #guilty gear fanart #art tag2b named #before this painting I wouldn't have counted the og painting as one of my favs but now I do #I remember first seeing it in an artbook as a kid in which it was described as dismal and that actually scared me lol. It impacted me a lot #for a painting.. nowadays I feel it's awesome but again I still find it to have a bit of a mysterious aura. I hope this doesn't come off as #me going “I don't get this artwork so oooh it's scary!” but me thinking it has an aura that captivates your imagination #that being said I DID want MY version to be a bit unnerving or spooky because. color 10 slayer come on! I hope it worked #tried to do proper more complex lighting this time. I learnt a lot.. I def made the face's more dramatic but couldn't get the rest to look #the same plus I kinda like the face's contrasting with the rest of the lighting. also I do enjoy the end result of the body lighting #slayer's face is so tough.. that alone took me three days #idk what was going on w the background. it's a bit similar to my hos/ab.a pic's but fair enough #one day I'll learn to make complex detailed backgrounds. not today. it kind of came out like sm64d.s character portraits which could be a #bit unsettling for young me so it just works #sorry I enjoyed drawing this a lot so I have a lot of thoughts about it. thank you if you read. hope you enjoy the drawing :)#eye contact

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pastelpousay · 2 months

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That anon was a total moron. They call themselves normal when they’re literally a tumblr user lmao. Like we tumblr ushers are not normal that’s why we’re on tumblr 😂

Like I’m anti-proship and all that’s stuff too and I genuinely don’t see anything wrong with your self ship with Hades! There’s nothing controversial about Rina and Hades! I mean Rina is 25 so…idk what they were talking about fr. I self shipped with older dudes when I was 15 too (of course I did the same thing you do by making the ocs legal lmao) 😂 I think we’ve ALL been guilty of that I mean look at those “I was sold to One Direction” fics on Wattpad back in like 2014 😂 Legit I self ship with dudes old enough to be my grandad like c’mon dude! Nearly half of tumblr ships themselves with old men lmao its what we’re all about 🤣

As long as the character isn’t a p*do or doing in*est stuff or horribly illegal stuff or stuff like that then you go for it! Hades literally a Disney villain like the most controversial thing he’s done is try to kill baby Herc lmao and he didn’t even succeed in that lmao, that god is just a big ol hotheaded dork lmao! Idk if that anon was an adult or not, but they should be ashamed if they were. The older self ship community should be looking out for the younger ones too! I think Rina and Hades are adorable! Keep up the awesome art and writing!!! I’m glad you didn’t let that anon get to you! Good job standing up for yourself! ☺️💕 (and sorry if this came off as weird! 😅😅 I wasn’t trying to be! I was just saying I did the same thing when I was a teen so I know how it is lol)

HIHI ANA!! DW YOU DIDNT COME OFF AS WEIRD AT ALL WHAT YOU SAID WAS VERY SWEET AND SO SO TRUTHFUL!!!💗

ALSO YES LITERALLY THE WORST THING HE DID WAS TRY AND KILL HIS NEPHEW LIKE WHAT AND IM ACTUALLY BAFFLED THEY HAD THE AUDACITY TO CALL HIM A “problematic character” 💀 LITERALLY WHAT CHAT?!? I HAD TO SIT THERE FOR A GOOD 5 MINUTES ACTUALLY PROCESSING THAT THROUGH WITHOUT LAUGHING MY ASS OFF 💀 NGL I THOUGHT IT WAS A PRANK AT FIRST. ALSO LITERALLY YES WHY ARE YOU GROUPING YOURSELF AS NORMAL YOUR ON TUMBLR FIRST OF ALL SECOND IM ASSUMING THEYRE A SELF SHIPPER CUZ HOW ELSE WOULD THEY FIND MY ACC 😭 SO LIKE DUDE THATS BASICALLY A DOUBLE NEGATIVE TO BEING NORMAL MY GUY💀😭. I LITERALLY DONT KNOW WHY THEY HAD THE AUDACITY TO COME HERE WITH THIS “ur a proshipper 😿” BULLSHIT LIKE DUDE I LITERALLY MADE SURE RINAS BRAIN WAS FULLY DEVELOPED BEFORE I EVEN MADE LORE 💀😭 like yea it’s an age gap but like she’s literally a human and Hades is a whole ass god LIKE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO😭 but ohhh when someone else ships themselves with Dracula it’s not a problem 💀. I WAS LOWK HOPING IT WOULD JUST BE ME THO THEY SENT THIS TOO CUZ IM A BIT CONCERNED LIKE WHAT IF THEYRE SPREADING HATE TO OTHER HADES SELF SHIPPERS OR LIKE OTHER SELF SHIPPERS IN GENERAL. I was honestly contemplating on deleting it but I’m too petty for that lmaoao ALSO THANK YOU SMM ILL BE SURE TO KEEP UP WITH ALL MY STUFF AND I WILL CONTINUE TO DRAW THEM SMOOCHING JUST TO PISS PPL LIKE THIS OFF 💪😼 It gives me life.

THANK YOU AGAIN ANA THIS WAS SO SWEET 💗 I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAYYY, NIGHT WHATEVER TIME IT IS IDK BUT YEA!! If this person comes in ur inbox dw 💪🐺 I’ll take care of them /j

#🖇letters from amazing awesome ppl💌#🖇pookie moot core🐺#TYY AGAIN FOR SENDING THIS THANK YOU FOR BEING SO KIND #ALSO LITERALLY EVERYTHING YOU SAID WAS TRUE LIKE HADES IS NOT THAT EVIL 💀#he’s just a silly lil guy fr 😽#bro was feeling silly so he wanted to kill his nephew and failed end of story 💗#he’s so coquette for that🎀 LMAOO #NO BUT SERIOUSLY THIS PERSON NEED SO GO GET A LIFE LIKE DUDE 💀😭 LET ME BE ON THE SPECTRUM IN PIECE OR PIECES #they are not invited to the Hadina wedding/j

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emometalhead · 7 months

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Since today is Women's Day, I want to take a second to talk about a personal accomplishment. I've been writing as an intern for an entertainment news source for the last few months, and it's been incredibly rewarding. I have been given the opportunity to write about things I love, and they're published with credit. I didn't intend to pursue a career in entertainment writing, but I've fallen in love with it and want to continue on this path once my internship ends.

I've been able to write about a lot of women I admire, and some of them have even acknowledged my work. I love being able to support women, and it feels great when they support me back. I'm so happy about this internship, and I'm so grateful to the women that have taken the time to acknowledge and appreciate my writing. It's really cool seeing artists repost my articles, and also I'm extremely grateful for the women in my life who have shared my enthusiasm for this endeavor.

#Tina. you've been my number 1 cheerleader and I love you so much!! 🩷 thank you for being so enthusiastic about every single article #Kelsey. you inspire me so greatly and I appreciate the support you've always shown me #as far as women I don't know personally. Scene Queen reposted my article and that's really stinking cool #all 3 members of Millionaires reposted the full text of the blurb I wrote about them and Anissa sent a lovely thank you message #Daisy Grenade reposted my article on 2 different platforms and were very kind #when I met them irl Keaton complimented the article again and told me to keep writing #this internship is really the first time I've shared so much of my writing and it means the world that I've received so much support #I wish I could scream more about my writing here but the articles have my full name so for privacy I can't #if we're mutuals though and you ever want to read an article lmk!#this is such a cool experience I'm having and it really feels like a dream #anyway women are awesome. thank you women #ashley rambles

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whollyjoly · 10 months

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Dusty Rose - Lou

dusty rose. even the two words that make up the name give a sense of warmth, of calm, of soft contentment and sweet joy. you are the color of the scent of incense, carried gently on a passing breeze and lit by the first rays of dawn. theres something about it that feels old - not so old to be ancient, but old enough to cause the familiar stirrings of nostalgia, of comfort, that accompany your presence. you walk through a garden of roses at sunrise, alone save the whispers from the flowers, and you feel at peace 🍃

Happiest of (slightly belated) Birthdays to @historyisfullofwars!

I was feeling inspired, and wanted to make a little something for your birthday! I realized that I didn't assign you a color during the positivity ask game (which I am so, so sorry for!!), so I wanted to make sure I put your vibes into words. This was the very first color that you reminded me of 💕

I'm sorry it's a little late, but I hope you have an incredible day! Thank you for being such a joy to interact with, for giving so much to this fandom, and for being a great friend, my dear 🥰

photo sources: x x x x x x x x

#happy birthday lou!!#i am..just such a big fan of you??#and i am just so honored to just chat!! and hang with you!!#seriously its like spending time with my tumblr crush and everytime im like ahhhhh #so just!! thank you!! for being so nice and kind and awesome!!#me and the gang (bottom text)#moodboards #em's moodboards #mine

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laurmaus · 6 months

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another one +uncolored ver (can u tell i skipped school today

#i feel like it kind of looks better uncolored idk i think it's the eyes #laurmau #aphmau #mcd #minecraft diaries #i b on that danny gonzalez grind im CONSTANTLY rewatching his stuff im so serioud #i had this phase back in like december january i forgot where i literally binge watched like at least 12 of his vids a day Idk what i was d #ing like girl STUDY FOR YOUR SATS #hashtag Laurmau forever Idgaf (i've been avoiding continuing my mcd rewatchbc the next episode has aaron in the thumbnail(im really scared😭#I WILL FINISH YOU #Garroth soon contrary to popular belief i am a big Garroth fan too hes just kind of been irrelevant in mcd lately like come back......#I LIKE HIM KN THE SIDE STORIES THOUGH idk how i feel about my street but i Just started so we will see #o dont likr what jess is doing to him and laurance why are they crazy creeps☹️my daughters....#ummm what else omg i want to animate the nicole audio video thing that post is SO FUNNY literally live changing imma do that tmrw maybe umm #big emphasis on the Maybe😅😅😅i am a junior in high school #Hopefully ugghhhhh GET ME OUT!!!!#laurance zvahl #aphmau mcd #laurance mcd #awesome #also omg #thank u all for being nice tome on that laurance design it made me so happy like samn people rlly still care abt mcd😭😭(Positive

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ritsukaaoyagi · 7 months

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think my gripes with loveless is just everything post-goura

#pretty much every problem i have with characterization and plot can be summed up to loveless really really sucks and is not interesting #after volume 8 #save for moonless #but imagine how much better they could've been if loveless remained kind of good and intriguing #like after a certain point i see seimei's face and it's like. Ok. thanks #i don't think there are any real choices being made in the plot and characters after a certain point #it's just like. Yun kouga got bored and/or she genuinely doesn't know where loveless is supposed to go. probably both #i did like nisei's backstory chapters! the nisei and seimei stuff #and obviously the flashbacks at septimal moon/seven voices were very interesting! but a lot of it felt kind of tossed in! what with the #inconsistencies with nagisa's sister #lest we forget loveless just kinda started out as a self indulgent put everything i like into one manga thang #which media being like this is sometimes awesome To Me but comes with risks that are not so awesome #the thing with loveless is that it's good but majorly pretty bad. like really bad #i do love loveless though i think it's genius and the best manga of all time don't get it twisted #LOVELESSNATION

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nosygay · 14 hours

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oh you know how tinder doesn't let you send photos, I'm assuming because of the amount of unsolicited dick pic type things? I think WhatsApp should block links to articles. this is hate speech

#i know this is a whole genre of mothers doing this. wheres my support group #literally i have a visceral reaction to WhatsApp bc i only use it for my parents at this point #theyre just so STUPID its baffling. I'm taking back what i said about intelligence. I'm now realizing ive falled victim to propaganda #my parents are smart. who said that? them. their education 30 years ago. im calling statute of limitations on that one #i might start screaming if yall dont mind. thanks #they'll read an article and believe a generalización about Most Of Gen Z and believe it #and the thing is. im the only gen z person they know and these things dont apply to me #not that it would matter much because im not an accurate statistical sample. being a singular person and all. but you understand #did you know Gen Z never drink alcohol which is awesome 👍👍 (i do because im awful)#but they do have FUN with FANTASY MEDIA 👎👎 (i do because im awful)#*youtuber voice* thanks for listening to my rant pls leave a “shut the fuck up” comment if you stayed this long 👍👍#nvm self deprecation isnt fun. leave an ily comment bc i know in your heart it is true :)#im going insane but its chill i swear. kind regards #x

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aqg-arts · 11 months

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You deserve some positivity in your anons so I'm here to give it!

You are fucking awesome!

Lesbians are fucking awesome!

Mspec lesbians are fucking awesome!

The stuff you post is fucking awesome!

People who disagree are just jealous because they'll never be as awesome as you. They also probably don't have a girlfriend so they're mad that you're awesome and hot as hell.

I hope you have a great weekend, and I hope you smile today because you deserve to.

*high five*

I'm short so ima have jump to reach that w high five :p

Thank you so, so, so much for the kind words, they mean a lot 💜💜

Ima have to play the no u card here tho:

YOU'RE awesome.

You are awesome because you care

You are awesome because you took the time from your day to say something so beautiful to someone online, absolutely making their day

You are awesome because you're a kind person

Anon, YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY AWESOME 🫂🫂💜💜

And if anyone disagrees with this, I'll steal their shins :p

#this really made my day #thank you for the kind words i cant stress that enough lol #thank you for being an awesome human ❤️#stay based #stay a w #stay kind #and stay awesome #mspec pride #mspec straight #mspec gay #mspec lesbian #mspec #mspec lesbian positivity #mspec lesboy #mspec safe #mspec friendly

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meownotgood · 1 month

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aki image to support healing and also to let you know that i love you (🫵!!) and i'm hugging you 🫂🫂

love you very much...... (as I stare lovingly at the aki my hp bar slowly begins to replenish)

#I will give all my aki plushes the bestest hug when I am home #thank you for your kind words and for being here #you are awesome 🤲💖#and thank you for being my friend!#ask mags

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that-angry-noldo · 2 years

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wait there’s a Beren as death au??? How did I not know about this and can I request a drabble for it pls ❤️❤️ (also congrats on the milestone am very proud to be one of the lucky 204!)

(milestone celebration!)

Don't worry you didn't know about this because i never wrote it, only mentioned it here and there

I doubted whether to start chronologically or to write a random drabble, and random drabble won. It was something I wanted to write a while ago but never got to it... hope you enjoy :)

"Were you there?" Elrond asked. "When Elros passed?"

The figure beside him shifted. Elrond noticed once again how bland it looked in comparision to surroundings. A simple black cape covering its shoulders, white hair, calloused hands - it looked like an old man, and, no matter how hard he tried, Elrond couldn't see anything else.

Carefully, Death picked up a duckling and it peeped, frightened. Death's eyes glided over Elrond.

"I reap every mortal soul who comes into this world," Death answered, and Elrond took a breath.

The morning was slowly regaining its right. First sunrays brushed over Death's hair.

"Was he- was he afraid?"

"You were there, Peredhil," Death said softly, caressing the duckling's feathers with his thumb. "You saw him yourself, and he talked to you, too. I don't need to tell you how he felt."

"He-"

Elrond pursed his lips. Death looked at him with tired eyes.

"He always did that," Elrond whispered finally. "Put on a brave face for me. I- I know he was in peace, and I know he made- he made his choice, but- was he- was he afraid? Deep down, did he want to live, did he-"

"He wanted to live," Death said, smiling faintly. "Of course he wanted to live. Everything alive longs to remain so for as long as possible, Peredhil."

Elrond felt a knot tying up in his throat. Death crouched near the pond and lowered the duckling on the water. It was quick to make its way to its distressed mother.

"But he wasn't afraid," Death continued. "He was... excited."

"A new journey," Elrond mumbled. "He was talking about a new journey."

"He was." Death straightened, and looked towards the West - towards the rising sun. Elrond took a deep breath.

"I am not the end, Peredhil," Death said, and smiled at him. "He is happy, if that's what matters to you. And he wishes you to be happy, too."

The duckling quacked, getting out of the pond and making its way back to Death. Elrond couldn't help but smile a bit as Death leaned down patiently and put it back into the water.

Elrond bit his lip, trying to force down his tears. "You really do love animals," he tried to laugh, hiding his sobs. Death shook his head.

"They say you take after Luthien," he grumbled. "And yet, Luthien was much more subtle in conversation changes."

"Ah - you're right. I got this from your side of the family."

Death stared at him, unimpressed, and Elrond felt himself grinning depite it all. Finally, Death rolled his eyes.

"It's an honor to be your ancestor, Peredhil," Death said. "I mean it."

"Well," Elrond smiled, "it's an honor to be your descendant, Erchamion. Though it's a great weight, too."

Death nodded, and the next moment, Elrond was alone, only mist and a distressed duckling reminding him of the past hour.

The sun was slowly rising over Rivendell. Elrond stood there for few more minutes, then turned away and headed to the city.

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