#amesing

[moizuki]

Vietnamese Miku

[terraquea-mortal-20]

Odeio minhas amigas usando rosa todos os dias, quero ser rebelde para sempre, com minhas roupas pretas, atitudes desconfiáveis paternais, sorriso nada convincente e dons nada maternais. Odeio ter que dividir comida com meu irmão, mas sou obrigada porque é uma criança. Detesto meus parentes que sempre desconfiam da minha sabedoria dizendo que namoro escondido, tenho karmas acumulados que desejo que me matem, só não literalmente pois quero beber e ler muito ainda, e quem sabe, com pouco sorte, arranjo um emprego na loja de cosméticos da minha tia e vire um patricinha popular e me engajo em uma causa animal que não diz como ter filhos e filhotes é quase a mesma coisa, só não tem amamentação. Odeio tudo e todo mundo, obrigada!

Ass: de uma EMO do passado. Que no meu subconsciente ainda existe, porque a adolescência é a época das perguntas sérias e respostas protagonistas, e eu não fiz todas necessárias, especialmente para os meus professores de exatas e biológicas. Aliás, qual é o ácido que desmancha o corpo mesmo?

[melmaya]

Nem tudo que planejamos devemos contar.

Voce nao sabe se essa pessoa te coloca nos planos dela✨

[terraquea-mortal-20]

Quando a confusão é lá fora, você se abriga em casa, mas, e quando a confusão está em casa, você faz o que?

[fomedesucesso]

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[diariodebordodeumgay]

Finalmente Cheguei aos 30 !

Caros amigos da internet, sim fiz 30 anos, e sim surtei muitooo, mas tipo muito mesmo !

Crise de ansiedade, passei mal, me senti péssimo, chorei tudo isso em apenas um final de semana que antecedeu meu aniversario, me senti só também, afinal nenhum dos meu amigos me convidou para fazer nada no fds, e isso criou um monstro em minha mente com teorias da conspiração, solidão tristeza e muito mais!

Resolvi encher a cara sozinho, chorei, reclamei no twiter, mas de nada adiantou, então fui dormir e chorar, mas no dia seguinte comecei a refletir sobre tudo isso falando que não me importava pq era só uma data e tudo mais.

Os dias se passaram e chegou o fatídico de do meu aniversario sim foi esta semana 20/12/2022, e eu tava tão ´´tranquilo`` e percebi que de fato é só uma data SIM, e que nos damos a importância imaginamos ter. Fazer 30 anos não nos faz ficar, mais velho do dia para noite ou mais sábio, ou colocar a cabeça no lugar, de fato foi apenas uma data, uma data mega importante por que foi quando decidi algumas coisas para a minha vida, que irá definir o meu futuro a me estruturar mesmo como pessoa, no trabalho vida pessoal e profissional e principalmente amorosa kkk!

Eu tive um ano mega, pesado e cansativo, mas cheio de aprendizado, conheci pessoas diferentes, me apaixonei, viajei, me permiti a conhecer novos amores e abri o meu coração, me machuquei, desisti de tudo e levantei a cabeça, voltei para meu terreiro que tanto amo, me reconectei com minha espiritualidade, me decepcionei com as pessoas que eu mais confiava e as que eu amo.

Mas estou aqui, não tão, mas Muito mais fortalecido do que nunca, e com muito aprendizado, a vida passa tão rapido tão de pressa que nem sempre temos tempo para ficar odiando, reclamando e triste o tempo todo, não quero dar uma de coaching motivacional mas enfim, o segredo de tudo está em parar de pensar tanto, viver mais, experimentar, sentir ou não sentir, ser quem nos realmente somos !

Dito tudo isso se você é Gay, Bi, PAN, Lésbica, trans, Drag ou de qualquer outro gênero no qual se identifique, a vida não é um filme e nos não somos os nossos pais, vivemos em uma outra era, uma outra época, onde a rede social é religião e seus influenciadores são deuses, que vivem uma vida perfeita, ganhando milhoes, casas, o boy perfeito, estabilidade emocional etc...

E se não a vida não é isso, a vida de um ser aos 30 anos comum é acordar cedo, ter que trabalhar, dividir o seu dia com pessoas no trabalho que talvez você nem goste, estudar SIM caso esteja em alguma facul ou cursos, e por ai vai a típica vida de CLT que no caso é a realidade da maioria, e se depois de tudo isso você que eu disse e já contei nos post anteriores você acha que CHEGAR AOS 30 e não ter casa, carro, ser formado ter um boy, um corpo perfeito etc..

Meu amor !!!! Procure terapia, pq a realidade é cruel, e viver dói para um caralho, o que define o quanto vai doer são as sua atitudes que tem na vida !

Se você léu tudo isso gratidão, por tudo desculpa a desorganização mas eu só escrevi o que estava na minha cabeça e coração sem pensar em organização, esse será meu ultimo texto que será 100% verdadeiro pois estou pensando em criar historias coma acontecimentos da minha vida ou do meu dia-dia !!

Gratidão !!!!

[gonaplin]

Por mais uma noite Seja esperto Nao adianta a espera Busco segundos Mas não passa Espero sensível Sem negar a incerteza Porque a engulo com proeza Não adianta a espera sem se amar #poeticamentefalando #poemas #vidaquesegue #ameseucorpo #amese #viveravida https://www.instagram.com/p/BlOU6ofDxpD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[terraquea-mortal-20]

Quero dizer que, mesmo que um dia eu te esqueça completamente, meus traumas nunca vão superar você, posso ser amado o quanto for, ele vai estar lá quando um dia ela perguntar, "quem foi ela?", e me vir na cabeça tudo que eu sonhei com você que seriam coisas eternas, e não realizei com ela; os nomes dos filhos, da casa na praia, do som antigo com discos de vinil que achamos jogados no sebo do centro e achamos chique, ou nas forminhas típicas de almoço de domingo.

Obrigado. Obrigado por jogar carvão e ter colocado o fósforo na minha mão, achando que eu só o acenderia no dia que faltasse luz, inesperadamente, em um dia que combinamos de ir dançar, e você já estava com a mala feita, porque seu amigo te mostrou o quanto sou irritante e brega. Fui ser brega com um novo amor e viramos moda, mas seus ultrajes me fizeram sedento de certezas.

Pendurei os vinis na parede do meu mini bar, com canecas penduras no teto, e muitos fósforos nas mesas. Disse para a Anabeli que a mãe dela já foi tão jovial quanto as moças que ela acha que nunca será. Fiz mantas com nosso cobertor favorito e blusões para o nosso vizinho/cumprisse que até dificultou meu esquecimento. Estou deitado Analis, e você esta morta. Sinto muito.

[mikalame]

Sooo I saw u wanted requests but if anything feel free to ignore what about husband Tom x wife reader who always wakes him up with kisses an let’s say one day she sleeps in Tom does it back to her

Morning honey

This is kinda the era with this oneshit but you can use what ever one you like

taglist: @oppopotamus @violentnewmarley @saumspam

"Morning honey" you whisper sweetly as you kiss toms cheeks and lips softly to wake him up. You had been doing this since the start of your realtionship as you were always quite the early bird while tom liked to sleep in.

"mmh, morning babe" he groans streching his arms and back before flopping back into the bed resting him head on his arm "how did you sleep love?" he questions eyebrow cocked.

"Wonderfuly, tho someone needs to stop kicking me" you say in an accusatory tone, tom giggles "i don't know what your on about, i neverrr kick" he says with a guilty look.

"Yeah right, mister, come on chop chop we have stuff to do today, we have to meet with the band, bill wants to go to some amesment park, then while were there we are doing and interveiw of sorts but yeah, full day" You say while walking around getting all of your things sorted for the day.

Ugh, i just woke up give me a second hon pleasee" he whines, dragging him feet across the carpet, slowly getting ready. "Well whos fault is that for sleeping in till 8 hmm" you question "no, you just wake up at like the ass crack of dawn, mabey tomorrow you sleep in and i can do all them ushy gushy stuff you do to me, to you huh how bout it" tom asks eyebrows raised.

"Tommie i would probly have to remind you to do it, its fine i dont need you too i like doing all that 'ushy gushy stuff' to you" you say quoteing him, while fixing his hair so it wasnt in his face making sure the dreads sticking out werent to bad.

"Okay, tom you ready, lets go" you say doing the last bit of your shoes before heading out, Tom in toe behind you.

Time skip

"Ugh, my feet are killing me" you moan rubbing the back of your heels where they had been rubbing agaist you for the whole day. "Mhh, i agree why coudn't we just sit down on a bench or something" Tom asks sittig down leaning his lead on the back of the couch.

"Im gonna shower then gonna go to bed" you say groaning as you stand you "mmh have fun babe, dont fall over" tom giggles.

After waiting for a bit he hears the shower turn on and decides to get ready for bed as well not bothering to shower as he didnt want to move his arms to do his dreads up.

After putting on his sleep clothes he walks to the kitchen to make himslef some food hearing the shower turn off and hearing some noises he assumes ___ has gone to bed.

Finsihing off him food he walks back to the bedroom and sees ___ passed out on the bed, he smiles giggling at the fact she was so tired there he decided to wake up early and make sure she was super comfy for tomorrow.

Time skip

Tom groans as his head falls to the side quickly turning off ___ alarm to wake herself up he checks to see if she woke up but she hadn't. Tom sighs, his entire plan would be ruined if she had awoken.

Tom starts by cleaning the kitchen and doing all the laundry, folding and putting on the next load, before moving to make her a breakfast in bed with eggs on toast, bacon, and panckes for if she wanted more after, with a side of coffee.

As the clock hit 8 it was show time Tom carefully walked to the bedroom careful not to make much noise.

As he places the breakfast on her nightstand he kisses he cheeks softly remembering how much he liked it, next he did some sweet word whipering i love you's and talking about how pretty ___ is and all that lovey stuff.

___ eyes begin to flutter as she wakes up to soft kisses and someone talking about how beautiful she was, when she opened her eyes she was met with the face of none other than her husband smiling down at her softly.

"Tom, your up so early" she groans still thinking its 6am "no hun it 8 i let you sleep in anddd,... i made you breakfast" he says gestering towards the food next to her the heat wafting off of it, her stomach rumbles loudy just smelling the food.

"Oh Tom your so sweet" she says kissing his cheek before tucking into the food he prepared.

"No problem at all my love" Tom says a smile adorned on his face looking at his one true love.

Hope you like anon i got hungry when writing the food lol

[lemonpie45]

I have stoobid idea....

@homobrainjuice @fizzycereal @akalikestodraw @galaxy-brushs-posts @bobateablue @biblicallyaccuratefour wna voice a scene from da amesing dibital berbous??

Pomni: @homobrainjuice

Jax: @fizzycereal

Ragatha: @akalikestodraw

Gangle: @galaxy-brushs-posts

Zooble: @biblicallyaccuratefour

Caine: @bobateablue

Kinger: @yourhappyfella

Bubble: me

OKAY, TIS DONE!!!! ILL BE MAKING THE VID WITH RANDOM CLIPS SOON just gotta do school first lol

[terraquea-mortal-20]

Devemos sempre, SEMPRE, estarmos incomodados com nós mesmos, incansavelmente em evolução. Um dia você chora, no outro pede uma benção.

eu sempre me contentei com pouco. eu nunca quis incomodar. mas eu simplesmente cansei.

[spacecasewriter13]

When the Lights Go On Again by @spacecasewriter13

Summary: It is May of 1946, over a year after his fall from the Hydra train and losing his left arm, and James "Bucky" Barnes is struggling to adjust. Working as an analyst at the New York City SSR branch, Bucky tries to put the war and all of its sorted memories behind him. However, try as he might he is plagued by thoughts of Magdalene "Maggie" Ramirez, a Women's Army Corps (WAC) Corporal he met in London and hasn't spoken to since before his fall in January of 1945. Little does he know that Maggie, in her struggle to put the war behind her, has moved to the city and looking for a job with the New York Bell Telephone Company as a switchboard operator. Now, by sheer dumb luck, they are reunited as they both fight come to terms with what they were to one another during the war, and work to figure out how to move forward in a world that was unprepared to deal with the consequences of war in the unsteady peace.

Chapter 34: Sisters, Wives, and Sweethearts: Maggie heads to New England for a brief visit with Dick and Catherine Ames. Preparing to spend their first Christmas as a family of three, Catherine and Dick both give Maggie some insight into their wartime losses while also giving her hope for the chance of a happy future.

Excerpt:

“I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know… we’ll have snow and mistletoe and presents on the tree,” Maggie hummed to herself as she watched out the window at the snow flurries that swirled around the train cars as they moved through the city toward Norwalk.

The pane of glass was cool against her forehead, though it did little to ease the headache pounding behind her eyes or soothe the churning of her stomach. The warmth of the train car, mixed with the rocking and the wheels going over the tracks, made her want to hurl. So, she pressed her face against the glass and tried not to think about what the rest of the day would hold.

It was going to be a short jaunt to Norwalk, and they planned to spend the afternoon with the Ameses in a brief Christmas celebration before she and Daniel continued to Taunton the following day. She knew she should be excited about all of this. Meeting Dick and Catherine Ames was going to be a wonderful opportunity to get to know Annie’s family. After everything she had heard about them from Daniel and Annie, she looked forward to putting a face to the names. Tomorrow, she’d be back in Taunton by midafternoon and preparing for Christmas with her family.

Yet, all she could feel was dread, an uneasiness in her stomach, twisting the whole world into anxious uncertainty.

There was so much she wanted to know. Had Dick known Tony? Had they been friends? They’d served together, yes, but what was the level of their connection? It felt a strange question to broach when her brother had been killed in the same battle he’d been wounded in. It was a delicate and difficult topic. As was the question of Dick and Catherine Ames’s love story. How had they forged such a beautiful family from so much pain and heartache?

Neither were things that a recent acquaintance could or should broach. Yet, Maggie needed to know or rather wanted to know desperately. She was hungry for information about her brother and was so out of her depth with James that she was prepared to beg total strangers for any scrap they were willing to spare.

Only she knew these weren’t total strangers; these were Daniel’s friends and Annie’s brother and sister-in-law. She needed to tread lightly or at least not do or say anything that would embarrass Daniel or Annie.

Then there was Christmas and being at home with family. She’d barely survived the holiday last year. Only now, with Nettie here and there was another year between Tony's death and the present, it would be less acceptable for her to be sullen and weepy than it has been the year before. Never mind that she knew Pai, and her sisters were going to interrogate her about James, and that she’d have to withstand whatever her aunts had planned to unleash upon her during her visit.

“Did you have a good time at the party last night?”

Maggie blinked. Sitting up and turning, she found Daniel watching her with a curious expression. “Huh?” she stammered.

“You are in rough shape, aren’t you,” he chuckled.

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[artrugula]

attack #2/2 for a full family !!!! absolute girl moment (OC via @amesical!)

[terraquea-mortal-20]

[terraquea-mortal-20]

A dor é profunda quando alimentamos ela,

O amor é profundo quando enriquecemos ele,

A vida é uma escolha quando decidimos viver,

O sofrimento é uma raiz, cortamos por querer!

A vitória começa quando consegue-se acordar.

Os momentos e decisões são todos seus!

[autumnally-art]

Art Fight is finally over!!! Once again I forgot to upload most of these while it was ongoing but here are the ones I did for the people who do have a linked Tumblr:

"clay!!" for @aovanart // "space odyssey" for @thatkozo

"deer infodump :)" for @emotsper // "brother, brother" for @arcadiiian

"shh.... uncle jan jan is eepy" for @avanteinkling // "chalkboard doodles" for @amesical

The rest of them can be found at artfight.net/~Autumnally! Thank you all again for a great year :] was a ton of fun and everyone has such incredible OCs