#and i am /gen crying
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ghoulish-art-tendencies · 8 months ago
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Legitimately had to pause the video and then let the tears fall when i saw phil fake stripping guys i dont think i can do this
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iizuumi · 3 months ago
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mathias-wanabe · 4 days ago
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Been getting into the danny phantom fandom and….
Listen I love ghost king danny stuff but
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This shit is making my cry I hate whoever made this playlist
with.
a.
PASSION
You’re great at making playlists but holy fuck it’s like watching the saddest animations ever in my head. mentally fucked me up bc a playlist should NOT be able to do this
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lynn-the-lynn · 5 months ago
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BOOK OF BILL SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!
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moths
moths make me happy
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i feel seen
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folkbreeze · 1 year ago
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"you were a little green" "that's not true" "it is! i saw you" "shut up, you were too busy having our child to see me" "i saw you, we're alright Elvis"
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angelpuns · 7 months ago
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Pretty sure my parents think I'm a heartless freak but like idk what I'm really supposed to do about that-
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kingleedo · 7 months ago
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ONEWE 'A book in Memory' | Yonghoon
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spatialwave · 1 year ago
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jordan taking care of a sick marie. (can supes get a cold?? idk… anyways 🩵) word count: 819
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autumn had hit godolkin with a vengeance, the trees were pretty and the air left a chill on exposed skin. it was beautiful. what wasn’t beautiful was a cold going around that was hitting some of the students.
they weren’t sure why it was hitting some and not others, but jordan didn’t really care about that. they managed to dodge and weave the bug going around — they were much too busy to get sick.
that wasn’t the case for marie though.
jordan had sent a text to marie earlier that morning, asking where she was. it was unlike her to not meet in the common area of the crimefighting building, it was jordan’s turn to buy them a morning coffee that saturday before they had to do some work as a t.a.
frustrated after a third missed text, jordan held onto the two coffees with a tight grip and began walking out into the open space of the campus with an intense demeanour. you would think that someone pissed them off.
that’s when they saw emma, their brown eyes widening as they called out, “emma! where the hell is marie?” they asked, lowering their voice in the last sentence as they hustled in her direction.
the blonde looked over at them, having been fully absorbed in the comment section of her most recent upload. she blinked a few times as she watched jordan walking towards her with ferocity, needing to look up just the slightest due to jordan’s height in their male form.
“hey, hey,” she raised her hands, “just because i’m her roommate doesn’t mean i have to be her messenger,” she teased, but jordan’s face reminded her that they weren’t one to mess with, “jesus, dude. she’s got that cold going around. be careful in there, it’s hazardous!” she had to call the last part out because jordan had already started walking away.
with a racing heart and clammy hands, jordan pushed their way past students until they reached the dormitories. the path to marie’s dorm room was one they memorized, taking less then a couple minutes before they were using their foot to kick a few thumps against the door.
“marie?” they called out, putting their ear to the door and giving awkward, tight lipped smiles to students walking by and looking with interest.
“it’s open.” spoke a weak voice from the other side of the door, muffled and cracking. oh god.
jordan had to handle the two coffees in one hand as they opened the door, eyes widening when they saw marie in her bed. she was laying on her side, brown eyes glazed over and a bit red. she coughed, cringing at the pain.
“fuck, marie, why didn’t you text me?” jordan asked her, using their foot to shut the door behind them. as they walked closer to her, their form switched into their female body, expression softening.
“too tired to look at my phone.” she croaked, trying to sit up, but jordan quickly shook their head.
“don’t move. just rest,” they assured her, placing the coffees on the table between the two beds. they turned their attention to her, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching out with a gentle hand so they could press the back of it to her cheeks, then her forehead, “you’re burning up.” they murmured, frowning.
"is that bad?" she asked, having grown up in a facility, she wasn't used to being sick. maybe once or twice as a teenager. she'd forgotten how awful it felt, how it made your bones ache and your throat feel like it was coated in needles.
"you'll be okay." jordan's voice was full of care as they smiled, wiping some budding sweat off of marie's forehead, "might feel like shit for a couple days, but you'll be okay. i promise." marie gave a weak smile up to jordan, already feeling better in their presence. "i don't want to get you sick."
"who cares?" they quipped back,” let me take care of you." marie didn't answer back, she only nodded.
jordan did exactly what they said they would. they took the day off from their t.a. work and ran around grabbing everything they could find after googling 'cold remedies': chicken noodle soup, orange juice, cold and flu medicine, lozenges, hot tea and a fuck ton of water bottles.
it wasn't until sunday night that marie began feeling better, able to sit up in her bed with jordan as they watched some stupid vought romcom. their hands were intertwined, jordan's hand a bit larger than her own as they held her against their side close to keep her warm.
"thank you." marie whispered, tilting her head back to look up at jordan with a tiny smile. jordan's lips cracked into a smile as they met her gaze, answering with a kiss to her forehead and a gentle squeeze of her hand.
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misfithive · 10 months ago
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// find my hand in the darkness and if we cannot find the light we will always make our own- tyler knott gregson//
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samssims · 2 months ago
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just finished absolutely devouring your NSB story and I am absolutely obsessed with Audrey!!!! especially her relationship with Ada 🥹
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Thank you Megan! I am also obsessed with their relationship. That's Ada's baby 🥺 I'm emotional about them truly. This edit made me emotional T_T
I am absolutely obsessed with your sims! They are gorgeous! And I can't wait to catch up on your stories!
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catharsim · 7 months ago
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The highlights (and lowlights?) of Emma's impromptu birthday party:
Ellis conveniently invited her to a party at his house on her birthday.
The "feast" consisted of several different types of cobbler. That's it.
She made her own meal and got yelled at for it.
Getting close and too close for comfort.
the second she realized she was an adult she had a breakdown. same.
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wingedtacoearthquake · 5 months ago
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Just finished watching tdp s6 and I did not expect to cry so much
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shooks-stupid-stuff · 1 year ago
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i really like deoxys
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madebysimblr · 7 months ago
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Sounds of muffled sobbing
Alex: Els?
Envy: Oh sweetie, it's going to be ok.
Alex: Sorella? What's wrong? What happened?
Sorella: [still sobbing. incoherent]
Envy: Breathe, Els. Breathe.
Sorella: [gasping breaths]
Alex: Envy? What happened?
Envy: Her Great-Grandmother was admitted to the ER this morning… It looks bad. They don't know what's wrong.
Sorella: [whimpers, sniffles] I need to go see her.
Alex: Of course. I'll take you.
Sorella: N-no. I know you need to go. It's ok.
Alex: I'm not leaving you like this.
Sorella: You'll miss your flight.
Alex: There's always another one. What hospital is she at?
Sorella: Alto Memorial. It's near Brindleton.
Alex: [nods] We should be able to get there within the hour.
Sorella: Thank y-[devolves back into tears]
Alex: Oh, Els. Soon as you're ready to leave, we'll go. It'll be ok.
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neishroom · 2 years ago
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michdoodles · 2 months ago
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I got inspired
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