#drizzly day
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waitineedaname · 2 months ago
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yet another day of "huh why do my joints hurt for no reaso- oh it's fucking raining"
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xlntwtch2 · 1 year ago
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photo by @xlntwtch2 october 2023
"she said she got wet too"
roses in the rain
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jadethhh · 1 year ago
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The Piece Hall, Halifax, Yorkshire.
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pinkacademic · 1 month ago
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Live Like: Elizabeth Bennet
Info based on: typical English foods, some information from historians on the georgian era
Breakfast: fresh bread rolls with meat and cheese, perhaps with a fruit salad
Lunch: finger sandwiches, tea, scones
Dinner: some form of dumpling, hand pie... a Cornish pasty, some gyozas or pierogi etcSnacks: a cup of tea with a good proper biscuit such as a digestive or a hob nob.
Exercise: Long walks, hikes
Study: read, re-write in your own words, simplify down, and then do a practise essay with only the most simplified notes
Activities: read. Have you read all 6 Austen novels? There's a reading goal for you.
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quaranmine · 1 year ago
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okay i know i have gotten a lot of comments about the level of detail in firewatch au! (and im kissing all of you who have complimented me on that on the mouth)
but there is also just. insane extra detail in here that Nobody will get. for instance there is a scene in chapter five that i am writing at night, and i initially wanted it to be a dark night, but i literally looked at the calendar for 1989 and saw that during the approximate time of month i needed this scene to be in, that it was a full moon, so i changed the description to account for that. literally nobody would have known this but me SDLFJSFKLSDJF
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exsqueezememacaroni · 5 months ago
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freakoutgirl · 8 months ago
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Some days I wish I could drive more than other days. I want to walk around little shops but alas I am confined to my room.
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inspectorspacetimerevisited · 11 months ago
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On a drizzly evening in December 2004, a shrouded figure abandons a baby girl on the front step of a synagogue,
leaving a mystery to be solved, but not until that baby is a young woman.
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discordiansamba · 11 months ago
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remember, you can send asks about any of my AUs at any time! I enjoy it a lot!
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zelzahdarkcloak · 2 years ago
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I just noticed this when I looked at the tree outside my window. 💚
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outoftheirdifferences · 1 year ago
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about me!
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rules: bold the ones that are true and tag 15 other people to do it too!
appearance:
i’m over 5’5” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards
hobbies + talents:
i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand
relationships:
i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online
aesthetics:
i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season
miscellaneous:
i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs
Tagged by: borrowed from @let-me-be-surprised (like a week ago, it's been sitting in my drafts ever since because no internet xD)
Tagging: Whoever wants to!
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theatrelesbabe · 2 years ago
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and the night smells like snow etc etc
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willyoucometowakemeup · 3 months ago
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I just invited my only mom friend to the park with me “sometime next week before the baby comes” without realizing that I literally have something going on EVERY DAY except Friday. The one day she can’t get together
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totallyfluxd · 11 months ago
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it feels like weeks since I've seen the sun and sleep doesn't make me less tired and my brain is too loud and too fast and only wants to think about the literal worst experiences of my life and I don't think I was built to survive at this latitude tbh
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autumnbell32 · 1 year ago
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I haven't gone to the hospital yet- I started packing, but really had some hesitation. Besides the fact that they try to hard plastic chair the depression out of you (if you know you know), an acute inpatient psychiatric unit is a rough place to be (I have trauma from past stays-yes psych hospitalization can often cause trauma) and the costs are extremely high, even with insurance. I am almost done paying off my last hospital stay from 2019. I wouldn't want to deter anyone from going inpatient if they need it- if they feel like they may be a harm to themselves. Or if they feel like they aren't taking care of themselves anymore- which was where I was at. I was back to the point where I felt like I was moving in slow motion and every daily activity felt alien to me (I'm still kind of there, actually).
I've been dealing with a full month of gnarly, acute bipolar depression that wasn't coordinating with my menstrual cycle like it usually does- this was unmitigated mood oscillation and extreme unfounded anxiety probably brought about by the change in season. I love the fall aesthetic but the season isn't easy for bipolars. And I was scared and wasn't sure if I could count on my family to help. Without their support I most definitely needed to be in the hospital because I needed someone around me. Over the last year I have started accessing and reaching out to other parts of my family (cousin, aunt), rather than just the same immediate family members who know nothing about mental illness, yet they have all of the stigmas memorized. Talking to and allowing these other family members to check on me has been helpful. I also pulled my family doctor into this mess, even though I have a script-happy psychiatrist, because I was losing my ability to advocate for myself with these treatment choices. She has been really helpful as well. I essentially begged her to help me help myself so that I don't disappear into this illness. That's always been my biggest fear, amplified by the fact I'm seeing evidence that my physical health is also crumbling under decades of bad mental health.
I was able to take my vacation while I get used to this new medication. I'm tired, loopy, indecisive, and having the weirdest dreams. One dream had a bright light in the woods, over a foggy pond, and I looked directly into it and felt super compelled to allow it to pull me in. I'm not ready though, I'm not ready to stop trying or to hand over my mental and physical health to this thing. I still want to feel the world on my skin.
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diejager · 1 year ago
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any thoughts for yandere!pervy!könig who has to resist from fucking you so hard? knowing you're too weak and fragile to ruin, but palming himself through his pants whilst bathing you, or creeping on you as you sleep!!! 🥹
ignore if you want to!! can be somnophillia/noncon if you want 🎀🩷
How exactly am I supposed to ignore this??? This is such a good idea!
Yan!Pervy roommate König x fem!reader
Cw: Perverted König, dub-con, somnophilia, panty sniffing, panty stealer, scent/musk kink, handjob, tell me if I missed any.
He just can’t believe how lucky he got when you answered the ad for a roommate. He knew you were searching for a place to move in, wanting to move out of your parents’ place as a first step into independence and he’d purposely put the ad out a few weeks before you moved. The rate was low, lower than most apartment would cost - even for a old, beaten flat, but his was new and well-maintained - it was his way of silently coaxing you to room with him. König had declined every other, keeping it open until you finally contacted him.
The days between your first interaction and your move in were a blur in his mind, dazed with ecstasy and joy to be have you at an arm’s length. You were so small compared to him - as most people were - and so weak and fragile, limbs a third to his and as strong as a child in his eyes. You were so innocent and untouched, your tight little cunt still a virgin in this age. You were temptation on two legs.
He can’t remember the first time he peeked through the crack of the bathroom door, the glass shower doing nothing to hide your wet, naked skin as he palmed himself, groaning lowly as he fished out his hardened cock. He pumped himself, hand twisting as he reached the swollen head of his cock, thumb pressing against the leaky slit and using his precum as lube, jerking his hardened length more easily. He came at the thought of running his hands on your skin, kissing your collar and biting that beautiful neck, digging his hands into your thighs as he fucked into your small cunt. He hurriedly cleaned up and tucked himself back into his pants, burying the flush on his skin as he waited for you to finish your shower.
After the first month, jerking off while watching you shower wasn’t enough, he humped your cushion when you were out, dragging his drizzly cock over your bed. Face buried in your sheets, he drinks in your scent, that sweet rose and vanilla smell of your shampoo as he rutted into his tight palm, imagining that he was between your warm walls. König could come at the idea of covering you in his musk, your hair smelling like him, you skin tasting like him, you cunt leaking of him. He came so hard that it spurted all over your bed, his cum was on your blanket, on your bedsheet, on your cushion and on your headboard. Fuck, he loved the idea of covering you and your things in his cum.
When coming in his hand to the sight of you in the shower and your empty bed wasn’t enough, he slipped into your room at night, the only sound in your shared appartient being you soft snoring and his laboured breaths. He stroked himself, teasing his throbbing cock with slow pumps and watching your innocent oblivion to his dirty thoughts while you slept. He was crouched over you, his figure looming over your figure when he came, thighs spread wide over your hips and hand clawing your bedsheet besides your head, you warm breath hitting his wrist.
You’d wake up without knowing why you were coated in crusty substance or why you were missing another panty, your pretty, blue lacy panty gone from your drawer. König would be in his room, holding your pretty lace lingerie over his nose, sniffing it while he pumped himself. God, König couldn’t stop himself from covering your underwear in his load before handing it back to you, saying that he found it somewhere in the house. Then you’d wear it, your sweet cunny over the spot he came on, making him purr in satisfaction, a branding on you in the deepest way possible since he couldn’t bully his cock into you just yet.
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