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#feeling poetic today
daisydood · 6 months
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Being hosea would suck. Yes you died but you also had to watch your soulmate spiral and you didn't have enough time on this earth to help him out of it
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metaphorical-goblin · 10 months
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i don’t even like oranges
but i want to share one with you
slip my fingernail under the skin and pry it open
juice leaking everywhere
and give you half
and i imagine you’ll smile
that crooked-freckled-smile
and ask if i’ve ever read those poems where they talk about sharing oranges and tangerines
and i’ll say ‘no, i haven’t’
and lean forward with my chin in my hand and listen as you excitedly explain
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peasunflower · 1 year
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you feel like 9pm on a winter evening.
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What I wouldn’t give to see your smile
What I wouldn’t give to hear your laugh
What I wouldn’t give to see your eyes shine bright
I would carve a globe if you only wanted to hold the world in your hand
I would tear ore from earth and bone from flesh to build a throne if a chair was what you craved
I would spill my own lifeblood if you would only give me a glimpse of your smile, a note of your laugh
For you, I would burn the fucker to the ground and reshape the ashes to your preference
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hinamie · 4 months
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some quick jjk eye paintings
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I need to break down like Victoria at the end of The Red Shoes
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jasongracesenthusiast · 3 months
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the sea and his sun — percy jackson
paring, percy jackson x child of apollo reader
description, watching the sunrise at 6am with your boyfriend while on the beach is a perfect way to start your day
warnings, none
you and percy sat on a towel on the beach. it was around 6am, the sun was beginning to rise, and everything was perfect. your fingers were interlocked and occasionally, percy would lift your shared hands to drag a finger across your freckled cheeks.
you watched the waves in the water move almost harmoniously and percy watched the sun rise higher, playing with the charms on a bracelet a few of your siblings gave you. a sun one, an arrow one, and a harp one. those were just his favorites, because he felt like they described you perfectly. even just by the way you acted, the way you smiled, percy could always find something to describe it with.
meanwhile, you could never find just one thing to describe the way percy made you feel. there simply weren’t enough words in the world to express that feeling he gave you.
watching the sun shine over the ocean’s waves and it’s shine casts onto your face made percy turn away and stare at you, the only sun he would ever need.
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olympeline · 22 days
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Something something the poetic irony that England - one of the Roman Empire’s least loved, bastard sons - would someday grow into the personification with the strongest claim of them all to being Rome’s heir.
Taking up his loathed and lamented conqueror/father’s doctrine of Pax, and even donning a red coat to replace the old scarlet cape once worn by Rome. When the ancient empire walked and ground the world down under his heel, so very long ago
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aninsomniacsmemoir · 2 months
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I’m a hopeless romantic so I want to hold someone’s hand and kiss his knuckles and tell him he looks so pretty even better than the sunset in front of us on a walk. I wanna get and give all the most thoughtful little gifts and whisper sweet nothing’s to each other every night. I want a love that feels like feathered kisses on warm skin. — I want to love and be loved, and I want it to feel like sitting in front of the fireplace and drinking hot cocoa.
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itsshawtyfellas · 2 years
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I dare you to tell that you're over him.
Just take a good look at this babygirl and tell me that you're over him.
Currently my back is arching, my mouth is opening, my eyes are rolling, my toes are curling and my legs are spreading.
I'm a whore. I can't help it.
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pcktknife · 5 months
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saw a splatoon player named ishimondo in the good year 2024 yall still kickin woahhh
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rzmusings · 2 months
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your small, shining eyes twinkle like the prettiest stars I'll ever get to see. your laugh lines etch into your skin so deeply i'm sure only a genius could create such beauty. so heavenly, and you're laughing at my jokes— what a time to be alive.
— forever in awe.
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petrichara · 6 months
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Something something the grief and love walk side by side and you’ll twist his ring while wishing he was here
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I used to be afraid of the future.
I’m not, anymore.
Because I see you in mine.
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babygirlwolverine · 1 year
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if I was a ghost i’d always be floating away. i’d want to haunt you but that would mean staying and even then I wouldn’t have the strength to not just leave
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saraminia · 6 months
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I just think that he + a piano (reprise)
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