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pjo-tvs-version · 1 year ago
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Drinking coffee, listening to pure imagination by Timothee and going through pjo tv show edits on Tumblr.That's the life I wish I could go through currently. Curse you exams curse you 😞😞😞
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erabu-san · 2 months ago
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Iconic trio (quator)
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yogurtlid10000 · 10 months ago
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newt from pacific rim
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gremlin-boah · 5 months ago
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I got a plan john.
This was done in like 10 min- ish. I'M SO FCKIN TIRED.
I'll sleep now gnight.
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leviraaaaaa · 1 year ago
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Promises. (Levi x reader)
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"Hey."
Fingers wrapped around your arm, stopping you from mounting your horse.
"Will you be okay?"
Levi was staring at you, though his efforts of hiding his concern clear, his eyes were wide with a sort of urgency.
You turned to meet his gaze. His eyes softened when you smiled.
"Yeah." You nodded, hesitant but firm. "Yeah, I hope so."
First expedition without Levi by your side. It'd be an understatement to say you weren't scared because you were fucking terrified. But you can tell from his pursed lips and the way he was looking at you, he felt guilty. He just had to get such a shitty injury.
You didn't want to worry him more. It was probably hard enough for him to let you go out like that.
When his grip tightened, you raised your own hand to wrap it around his. More to comfort yourself than him to be honest.
"I'll be fine." You tried your best to sound confident and reassuring. "I can take care of myself, Levi."
"I didn't say you couldn't." He muttered. "I'm just—"
The sound of a whistle cut him off. That's the first signal. His grip loosened as you hastened to climb up your horse.
And though his face would appear as expressionless as usual to most, but never to you. It was easy for you to notice the growing anxiety in his eyes.
"Wait." He stopped before you could say anything. "Not yet. Just..a few more minutes."
"Levi. That's the first whistle–"
"There's two more left." His hand went over the clasps in your thighs, eyes narrowing in concentration as he tightened them. He patted it, gesturing you to let him see the other leg.
You grumbled, but swung your leg over. He was pissy when he was worried, and he'd sulk all day if you didn't let him fuss and confirm with his own hands that all will be well.
"Don't take unnecessary risks." He muttered quietly as his fingers worked. "Don't go after titans on your own. Avoid being in the rear of the group. Don't waste gas. Don't—"
"I know." You whispered, gently pulling his hand away. It was trembling, but whether that was because of your tremors or his, you didn't know. "I know."
He swallowed. "I won't be there."
"I know."
"So, don't die."
You smiled, earning a scowl from him. "No, don't just laugh." He frowned. "I'm serious. Don't die."
"Levi."
"Come back. With all your fucking limbs. You have to."
"Levi."
"I'm rambling, aren't I?" He rubbed his temple. "Why can't you just listen to me and stay here?"
"Levi." You said, voice firmer this time. He looked up. Both of you flinched when the second whistle cut through the air.
Time was running out.
Without thinking, you stretched your arm towards him, hand rolled into a fist and your little finger raised.
He stared for a second, eyes flicking from you to your hand. Then realization dawned on him and he let out a huff.
"No fucking way." He grumbled, glaring at you.
"Yes way. Or I'll be sad."
"No way."
"Why not?" You pouted. "It'll make me feel better."
"What are you? Five?" He scowled.
You wiggled your finger. "It's sacred." You said, grinning. "Don't underestimate the power of pinky promises. That's a life-worthy oath."
"Fuck no."
"Levi—"
The final whistle rang out.
He stared at you as the other soldiers started shuffling, noises filling up the space in moments.
You looked at Levi, eyes wide in alarm.
"Come on." You pleaded.
Finally, Levi caved. With his cheeks flushing, he reached out, his little finger wrapping around your own. You held on to it.
"I'll come back." You promised.
Levi only nodded quietly, looking away.
"No good luck kiss?"
"Fuck off." He said, pulling his hand away. "Don't push it, you little shit."
"That's a nice goodbye."
"It's not a goodbye. You'll come back."
He said determinedly, gaze searing through you as if seeking confirmation.
You nodded your head. "Yes." You smiled. "Promise."
He exhaled, letting out the breath in relief. His face relaxed. But he stared at you as you adjusted in your seat.
"Tch." He clicked his tongue. "Your hair's a fucking mess."
"Shame. No charming titans with my beauty then." You shrugged, taking the reins.
There was the smallest hint of a smile on Levi's mouth.
"Be safe." He muttered quietly. With one last look at him, you set off, your horse's hooves kicking up dust, leaving Levi there as he watched you leave.
Levi looked down at his hands, the feel of your touch still tingling his skin.
"She'll come back." He muttered to himself quietly.
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You didn't come back.
And Levi doesn't think he'll ever believe in promises again.
Liar. Liar. Liar. He thinks. That's what you were.
Fucking liar.
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@sad-darksoul @anxious-chick @raginginferno267
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youling-the-ghost · 1 month ago
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get yourself someone who looks at you the way Tom looks at Luke here
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gomzdrawfr · 2 months ago
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omg i was surprised no one mentioned hanahaki before so ur tags had me 👁️👁️ like hello. nikolai is the perfect target. the angst potential WAY too good. kill him (with love) hehe >:)
The first time Nik felt something in his throat, he brushed it off as a dry cough, he'd probably worked in the hangar for far too long, with all the dust and jet fuel he inhaled, it was only a matter of time, right? Plus, there was something else that mattered more at the moment, Price leaning against his heli, talking about something as the cigar was smouldering between his fingers.
Nik watched John, every small details and motion etched into his memory. It wasn't the first time Nik found himself utterly smitten and distracted by John, enraptured even.
But it was the first time it hurt, for some reason.
Again, his throat and chest felt tingly.
He found out soon, late at night, choking and gripping his chest as bright petals poured out his lips. Golden Marigolds. Soft but vibrant, covering his chest and pillows like autumn leaves.
Marigolds. Of all kinds of flowers, of course it's Price's favourite one.
Then comes the efforts to fix this...disease, some curse. Nik tried to stop loving John, build up those walls around his heart again, looked for another name to whisper in the night, gave hollow prayers and meaningless kisses to strangers he could never care for.
But the flowers kept returning, because in every attempt to build up this wall, John's laugh had already seeped through the cracks, John's name would always echo in his mind even when his name was being screamed out by another.
John Price had already carved a home into Nikolai's heart without ever asking.
It is impossible to stop loving John. Not when he remembered the day they shared their first cigar, not when he remembered his favourite tunes by heart, not when he could map out the wrinkles and moles around his face.
Nikolai knew, that even with all the subtle tease and signals, that Price would reciprocate.
Eventually.
Maybe.
...or not.
It wasn't Price's fault that he didn't love him, it was Nik's own fault for falling, and falling deeper than any sane person would.
It wasn't Price's fault, it was Nik's own fault for being hard to love, too many histories, too many burnt past, too many obscured files, too many [redacted] too many [redacted] too many [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] —
It wasn't Price's fault, it was Nik's own fault for being easy to leave, even though his heart screamed that no one could replace John.
More and more petals would escape the confine of his lungs, a garden of unsaid I love you lays untouched on the ceramic floors, wilting, dying.
Some of them would scatter around the helicopter. John found hem sometimes, but never questioned it, holding the petals delicately, even keeping some to his vest.
Oh, if only he knew.
Breathing became a battle, the flowers grew and grew, choking Nik from the inside. But the taste of the blooms were better than the lingering taste from John's cigar. This self-destruction of loving him, was so consuming yet so soft. A gentle kind of death. A mercy for wanting someone he could not.
"You o'roite? Nik?" Price asked, because with even one glance, anyone could see the paleness around Nik's skin.
"Fine, Captain." Nik lied, because...what else could he say? that he was dying? because of love? because the flowers in his chest of his own making were growing, nurtured by his greed? by every stolen glance and touch?
Nik's heart ached, tear apart from the inside. The flowers kept growing and so did his love. Perhaps if he could get enough Marigolds, he just might tell him how he feels, but for now...for now the flowers flow and wilt.
not proof read at all btw im just winging it from the get go and from what I had for priceraven originally HDAKDJ XD
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pjo-tvs-version · 6 months ago
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hi ivyyyyyy how are you
I'm taking this ask as an opportunity to explain my current life situation because I need to crib... But before that, thank you soo much for the ask Mish! I love the fact that always inquire about me and send asks. It means a lot to me ❤️❤️
SO I've been having my half yearlies since the 9th of August which ended on the 31st which is the reason I was inactive here for a while and couldn't answer the asks I got but know that I read every one of them and just wanted to answer them when I am in a sane state of mind. My exams were initially supposed to end on the 28th but because of a heinous crime that took place in the city I live, there were many violent protests so for safety precautions, the school postponed the last exam to Saturday which honestly sucks because had this not happened, I would have got 4 days of holiday. Right now also I just have temporary freedom as I have project vivas starting from tomorrow, practical exams next week and an English research project to finish by November. Time has flown soo quickly like I didn't even know when August came and went. On top of that since I came in Class 11 it's like a huge jump so my exams till now went awfully bad. Like it hasn't gone so bad for me ever like EVER. Our teachers aren't helping either as they just keep saying that we messed up our papers and have performed way below expectations.
However the rocky phase is almost going to end so I'm excited. I'll be going to the beach this weekend some I have something to actually look forward to! Help has sent a fic request which I'm working on which I think I'll post by this weekend too.
So to conclude this rant post life wasn't the best till now but things are improving. I just look forward to stuff to end. Thank you soo much Mish for the ask and I apologize for the long crib post.
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filbosstalker · 11 months ago
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theyre jam buddies canon i say so
filbo definitely plays ukulele while buddy has absolutely NO musical knowledge so they just try to follow along the best they can hehehe
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teamedstud · 2 years ago
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30.08.2023
J-16
Home studying for today.
I got awful back pain for sitting hours studying.
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httpiastri · 6 months ago
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hands hands hands hands hands
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mybodychoseviolence · 1 year ago
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pots moment: using your freezing cold feet/hands to cool down the rest of your body and also ease your migraine
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davvoid · 7 hours ago
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Apperantly the only way for me to be resummoned to arting was to curse 'Ekta with period cramps at 3 am. Sucks to suck old man you are not surviving the winter
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st4rstudent · 3 months ago
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Brian bazinga based of that one episode where Sheldon gets sick and travels around using a screen
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bogkeep · 7 months ago
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me (smart): i want to Learn Thing but i absolutely cannot do academic texts again. i shall go to watchmaker school where the Thing is Practical
watchmaker school (very apologetic): we regret to inform you that you must write an academic text to qualify for your certificate
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rainyblazepost · 28 days ago
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Final Review (it is what it is🥲)
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For those reasons I wrote before I wasn’t able to update as often as I do. However I’m trying to get myself back on track.
I didn’t even write about my last exam, Genetics. It went super well, I passed with a good grade at the first try. Me and my friends were super annoyed by this exam, it was easy to study but the exam was really difficult.
Now I’m reviewing Anatomy. 🫀��🩻
I know that with all that had happened these days it is difficult to remain focused, but still I decided to try the exam and not waste this opportunity.
So I took my ✨amazing✨ notes to repeat all the origins and insertions of muscles for the skeleton and muscles part. Then I’ll read a bit more the heart and blood circulation.
Good study to everyone 💕
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