#got it out of my system

[spurbleu]

cw. childbirth, death. sorry.

oh to be the wife that makes sherif john price a widow.

his spare belt sits on the dresser, and when you touch it, the leather is still warm. it’s steel counterpart is missing- both from the holster and his side of the bed.

dawn hasn’t even greeted your grandmothers curtains and he’s already gone.

he writes. always says the right things, the ones that don’t scare you, but corner you in the chair he built for your third anniversary. softened with every apology and endearment you’ve earned in the solitude you married.

he writes like he speaks. not enough.

oh, and your swollen with your first.

you can’t miss the birth John. hurry back before he’s here John. it’s a boy, i just know it John, he’ll have your eyes.

bent over a fire, miles from the quilt you made him for his 40th, distracting himself from blue dessert cold that bites his fingers by reading your handwriting like it could be your lips.

“well,” simon calls over his shoulder and he splits another log, “what is it?”

“a girl,” john feels like laughing but cant, “by god, she was wrong.”

simon scoffs. “that’s a first.”

when he arrives home his spurs chant the names he’s written in the moleskin you forced him to bring. the porch creaks it’s salutations, and when he opens the door, it is not you who greets him, but a nurse. she’s pale.

“sheriff price…” he hates when he name is said like an apology.

“where is my wife.”

the afterbirth glow is gone. you’re red and raw and dying. your everything unthreads and pools at your knuckles. and despite it, you fight it, just to smile at him.

“there’s my husband.”

you’re gone in a week. john burns his letters but keeps yours. his daughter doesn’t understand why he cries when she does.

she looks just like you.

[m0tel6mxzzy]

[i-eat-large-amounts-of-pasta]

The Ride never ends

Do you ever feel like you're living the same day over and over again? Like no matter what you do, no matter what you change, you always end up doing the same things you always do. The same things that used to make you so happy. But the joy is gone now. The hope is hidden, buried in the sand along with your dreams of becoming something more.

Do you ever feel like you're living the same day over and over again? Like last week was yesterday, and tomorrow never comes? Every way you look, the same faded wallpaper. Every path you take, the same bleached door that leads to the bed you woke up in this morning.

Do you ever feel like you're living the same day over and over again? Like you run miles every day, but get nowhere? You know where you should have been by now, but you're never at the right pace.

Don't you wish you could change things? Don't you wish you could just get better like they said you would? But I'm still here. In the same chair. In the same room. In the same house. Typing the same damn words I swear I've typed before. Some days I feel like the ride never ends. Like I'm living the same day over and over again.

[sixofclovers]

theyre fighting a god in the morning

[panspaming]

Getting category 5 triggered by a customer in the EXACT type of scenario I've been discussing in therapy and consequently spending an hour off the floor having a revelatory meltdown ✌️✌️

[fanby-fckry]

Ok, ok, I’m done now.

[isjasz]

Stellar death

[xamag-draws]

[Monster High] i wanted to try merging G1&3 AND make them a bit more monstrous AND still keep the cute dorky kids quality AND wrangle the color scheme into cohesion... i just think it's fun how malleable they are

[heartorbit]

MWAH!

[sheikfangirl]

Aryll's gift: A Pre-Calamity short story.

Note: For the best reading experience, please click on the first panel and scroll from image to image. ♥️

... Link forgot.

Hope you enjoy this one.

Cheers!

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[quibbs126]

Oh yeah, so I finished it

I mean maybe I’ll make it look prettier but it’s fine as is. Serves its purpose

This has now been simplified in my head as “Transformers One: good ending”

[crazysodomite]

playing with my phonetaur

[furiouskettle]

swansea you gotta

[deliciousnecks]

Kayvan Novak II The Emmy awards 2024

[gingersnapped]

"Sam is probably my only friend in this town..." emergency sleepover time in the mountains after local small town emo and skater boy played too much solarion chronicles and lost track of time