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wrightingdungeon · 4 months ago
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Gonna be poetic and shit. But one year can bring so many changes, it's still you, but you have grown, even if you don't see it.
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dalgonamilk · 5 years ago
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i do not like r*becca sugar but goddamn everything stays goes hard ok
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geothefafa · 7 years ago
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Gog fucking HUNGEY
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bloodmoon24 · 4 years ago
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Cordelia: *Going to singing to Captain Katina, Taku, River, Lapis, and Hunter.*🎶Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting. Right where you left it, lying upside down.🎶 Cordelia:🎶When you finally find it, you see how it's faded~ The underside is lighter when you turned around.🎶 Cordelia: 🎶Everything stay, right where you left it~ Everything stay~ But it's still change it. Ever so slightly, dayly and nightly. In little way...Where everything's stay...~🎶
Katina: Awww!!!
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sweetcinnamonrolls · 4 years ago
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Cordelia: *Going to singing to Bellus as lullaby.*🎶Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting. Right where you left it, lying upside down.🎶 Cordelia:🎶When you finally find it, you see how it's faded~ The underside is lighter when you turned around.🎶 Cordelia: 🎶Everything stay, right where you left it~ Everything stay~ But it's still change it. Ever so slightly, dayly and nightly. In little way...Where everything's stay...~🎶
Bellus falls asleep.
Eckel: awwwwww, what a sweet melody Cordelia.
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hotcocoandmarshmallows · 5 years ago
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Whatever Happens
Chapter three: Stand up
Warnings: Attempted rape/non con (Not graphic)
Word count: 1,042
Ships: Ya'll know
Notes: D o n e but these should keep coming dayly/nightly. Don't read 'He was walking past an alley when he was grabbed' through 'He ran back to the lodging house' if the warning is a trigger/squick.
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Hotshot waited patiently as the line filled in behind him, and grew shorter to the front. There were so many smells in the air that he felt decently protected, it would be hard to pick out one smell in dozens. Much less find whoever's it was. 
But then again the man prowling down the line was coming straight for him. Fear rose in his chest. Would anyone intervene if he was dragged away? Should he run?
Turned out he didn't have to. The target was a boy behind him. He glanced back before staring ahead. He had to worry about himself, he couldn't put himself at risk. 
Then the kid yelped. A kid. Didn't sound a day older than 10. Hotshot could not stand for that. He whirled around and left the line, not caring about loosing his spot. "HEY!!"
The person -an alpha from the smell- turned around. A downright mean look on his face. "You wanna take his place punk?"
Hotshot didn't hesitate to get in his face. "Yeah, this punk has an issue with you picking on a kid." He growled. He was good at acting like an alpha, and he was told he was plenty intimidating. 
The person stepped back until he caught a whiff of Hotshot's smell. A low growl built up in his throat, and the smaller boy realized he may have put himself in serious trouble. 
Thankfully, the other stepped in. "Oscar, stop. You'll just get in trouble." 
Hotshot felt his glare even as he gathered his papers and left. Something felt off. He was scared. He huddled in on himself, trying to plan how to defend himself. He walked as fast as he could. 
He wondered if this is what the omegas he'd seen scurrying across streets felt like. Scared and defenceless. Even though he knew full well he could defend himself. 
Fuck his instincts, he didn't need an alpha! He was fine by himself!
He sold in the morning just fine. He played up the sympathy card as hard as he could, but mostly relied on inflated headlines. Ships sinking, trollies crashing, a political scandal, what else was new?
It was going back for the noon edition that made his skin crawl again. 'Oscar' kept leering at him. It made him nervous, like he had to look over his shoulder. He was even twitchy. Hotshot was not a twitchy person. 
But the afternoon went fine as well, and Oscar continued to leave him alone. He felt more and more on the edge. What was that creep aiming for? 
The evening edition cleared things up. 
He'd gotten his papers. Fine and dandy. And there was no trace of Oscar, which made him feel leagues better. And he even spotted Kenny, who smiled warmly at him. Hotshot smiled back, a strange feeling spreading from his heart outwards. 
He was walking past an alley when he was grabbed. Mouth covered and arms quickly grabbed. 
Without wasting a second, Hotshot bit down on the hand covering his mouth and stomped with all his might. Whoever it was didn't let go, just slammed him into a wall. The rough brick scraped his face, and he had the dreadful feeling of what was going to happen. 
Whoever it was tried to slip his suspenders off, presumably to get at his neck. Aw hell no.
Hotshot got his hands back under him and pushed off the wall with all his might. His back knocked into someone else, and the second he was free he ran as fast as he could. He didn't even care he was throwing away his money. He needed to get away. 
He ran back to the lodging house, throwing a few coins in the direction of Kloppman and hurtling up the stairs and to his nest. He curled up under the blankets, the fear from the situation catching up to him.
He started to shake. That had almost happened. And he'd probably get pregnant if it had. And if whoever it was -probably Oscar- was doing what he thought he was going to…
He didn't want to think about that. He never wanted to think about that.
He stayed curled up, the incident eating at him until the other boys came upstairs for bed.  Hotshot was glad for the curtains hiding him.
Someone knocked on the bedpost again. "Hotshot? It's Kenny, is something wrong?" It took all of a second for him to be yanked inside the little nest and wrapped up in a tight hug.
Kenny felt a surge of protectiveness. "Hey, what happened? Are you okay?" He gently brushed hair from his face and did a quick check of his neck. He wasn't bleeding, and he didn't smell different, besides the distinct smell of fear.
He closed the curtain and curled himself around the smaller boy. He'd get food later, once his new friend calmed down. He'd ask about what happened then. 
After a while and a couple tears, Hotshot pulled away. His eyes were puffy, but he seemed mostly back to normal. 
Kenny wiped away a tear and sat up. "I'll get you some dinner." Before he could leave, his arm was grabbed. 
He looked back to see Hotshot trembling. His scent was overwhelmingly fear. What had happened to generate this? The fear even overpowered the incredibly strong scent of heat. 
Kenny scooped him up. He needed food, and if he didn't want to be left alone this would have to do. It worked surprisingly well. His scent went back to normal almost, and he cuddled against his chest.
It was as surprising to Hotshot as to anyone. He'd always actively avoided doing this. But now all he wanted was the safe feeling. And he couldn't manage to suppress his instincts. God he hated this, but he loved it at the same time. He was a strong independent person! Even if the world wanted him to be weak.
Of course his kryptonite was placed on him. 3 rolls of buttered bread and watermelon. He's kiss whoever gave that to him. He honestly would. 
He couldn't quite bring himself to eat yet though. He had no idea why, but something was saying to wait. And he, reluctantly, did. 
Who knew what would happen next?
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thisismyrocket · 5 years ago
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here in my dim lights, in my concrete and plastic home on a towel an old chair with my screens and company machines ^u^
at peace in my gray world, my shrine to the past where we shun the clocks and stand very still. every day i plot to up the altar’s grandeur, im crafting something here, building a machine, dayly and nightly, i progress ever steadily to greater heights and depths. constructing an engine of supreme happiness
theres an irony in that and we share a good laugh
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thebatbaes · 6 years ago
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Everytime I look at Rick Grayson I can't help but think that he's gonna drop his nightly and dayly job to become a reggaetonero (Don't actually know how to say it in english, tengo el nopal en la frente xd) anyway, yeah... He's gonna be the next Maluma
Headcanon accepted.He will quit the vigilante life to become a reggaeton singer. His stage name will be Ricky G, and his debut song will be similar to Daddy Yankee’s Rompe :
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Ricky G pa’ toas las nenas, ya tu sae.[ Ricky G ft. Pitbull (2018) #1 ] is coming soon; DC. Don’t disappoint us again (?)
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savemeroses · 6 years ago
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I dayly have my own shits to do but I still nightly cry for you.
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violettesiren · 6 years ago
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The Spring now come at last To Trees, Fields, to Flowres, And Meadowes makes to taste His pride, while sad showres Which from mine eyes doe flow Makes knowne with cruell paines, Cold Winter yet remaines, No signe of Springe wee knowe.
The Sunne which to the Earth Gives heate, light, and pleasure,             Joyes in Spring hateth Dearth, Plenty makes his Treasure. His heate to me is colde, His light all darknesse is, Since I am barrd of blisse, I heate nor light behold.
A Shepherdesse thus said, Who was with griefe opprest, For truest Love betrayd, Barrd her from quiet rest:                         And weeping thus, said shee, My end approacheth neere, Now Willow must I weare, My Fortune so will bee.
With Branches of this tree Ile dresse my haplesse head, Which shall my witnesse bee, My hopes in Love are dead: My cloathes imbroder'd all, Shall be with Garlands round,                Some scatter'd, others bound; Some tyde, some like to fall.
The Barke my Booke shall bee, Where dayly I will write, This tale of haples mee, True slave to Fortunes spite. The roote shall be my bedd, Where nightly I will lye Wailing inconstancy, Since all true love is dead.            
And these Lines I will leave, If some such Lover come, Who may them right conceive, and place them on my Tombe: She who still constant lov'd Now dead with cruell care, Kill'd with unkind Dispaire, And change, her end heere prov'd.
Song 1.  [The Spring now come at last]  by Lady Mary Wroth
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1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina
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1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina
  1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina. Opportunity 1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos, with 1 bathroom and living room with integrated kitchen. This flat needs refurbisment,  so it is an excellent opportunity to adapt it to your liking. Apartment in Torremolinos La Colina An ideal apartment for holiday home or for tourist rental. And also to live, because it is located in a very quiet building in a gated community with a large garden and communal pool. The apartment has 37 sqm useful area and it is exterior.
Apartment in Torremolinos
And it is very well connected, next to the old road from Torremolinos to Malaga, in the area of ​​La Colina at the entrance of Torremolinos. And 500 meters walk from the beach and the Paseo Marítimo de Torremolinos. Or 5 minutes from the airport and 10 minutes from Malaga Capital. With elevator. It does not have parking, but it is easy to park in the area. There are all kinds of leisure services, shops and close to hospital, because the apartment is located in a consolidated zone in Torremolinos. Torremolinos is a great tourist destination in Spain due to the attractiveness of its beaches. And its promenade with palm trees and natural grass, full of activity, shops, leisure and gastronomy. And together with its wide range of leisure offer, both dayly and nightly. Ref. HS000092 Read the full article
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sweetcinnamonrolls · 4 years ago
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Cordelia: *Going to singing to Hunter, Katina, Taku, River, and Lapis.*🎶Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting. Right where you left it, lying upside down.🎶 Cordelia:🎶When you finally find it, you see how it's faded~ The underside is lighter when you turned around.🎶 Cordelia: 🎶Everything stay, right where you left it~ Everything stay~ But it's still change it. Ever so slightly, dayly and nightly. In little way...Where everything's stay...~🎶
"They all clap at her performance"
Hunter: That was great, cordey!
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1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina
1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina
  1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos La Colina. Opportunity 1 bedroom apartment in Torremolinos, with 1 bathroom and living room with integrated kitchen. This flat needs refurbisment,  so it is an excellent opportunity to adapt it to your liking. Apartment in Torremolinos La Colina An ideal apartment for holiday home or for tourist rental. And also to live, because it is located in a very quiet building in a gated community with a large garden and communal pool. The apartment has 37 sqm useful area and it is exterior.
Apartment in Torremolinos
And it is very well connected, next to the old road from Torremolinos to Malaga, in the area of ​​La Colina at the entrance of Torremolinos. And 500 meters walk from the beach and the Paseo Marítimo de Torremolinos. Or 5 minutes from the airport and 10 minutes from Malaga Capital. With elevator. It does not have parking, but it is easy to park in the area. There are all kinds of leisure services, shops and close to hospital, because the apartment is located in a consolidated zone in Torremolinos. Torremolinos is a great tourist destination in Spain due to the attractiveness of its beaches. And its promenade with palm trees and natural grass, full of activity, shops, leisure and gastronomy. And together with its wide range of leisure offer, both dayly and nightly. Ref. HS000092 Read the full article
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