#home sick

[speedyphilosopherpanda]

The weather is cold; I've yet to feel the warmth of a home.

[trinalwilliams]

Fading into you...

One day, I'll fall to pieces,

I'll crumble, to timelessness

falling into your arms.

The essence of home, sweet home,

resides deep within my heart,

deep within my soul.

The journey, no matter where it leads,

always takes me back to you.

You're a piece of everything I've ever loved.

January 4, 2025

TLW

[nowthisis-dark]

I want to go home, but I don’t know where home is.

I’ve wandered lonely at night, through roads wrapped in silence, searching for something—a house, a person, a fragment of a memory—that whispers, “This is where you belong.” The amber glow of streetlights cast long shadows, but none of them are mine. My steps echo like unanswered questions, fading into the void of empty streets.

I have sat in despair, my hands trembling with the weight of waiting. For someone, something, anything to make me feel at home. The wind brushes my face like a ghost’s caress, fleeting and unfamiliar. Every passing moment feels like a reminder that belonging is a luxury I’ve never owned.

Home was never a house, never four walls and a roof. It was supposed to be warmth, safety—the sound of a voice that says your name like it’s sacred. But all I’ve found are cold nights and unanswered prayers, the kind of silence that screams louder than words ever could.

Maybe home is not lost. Maybe I’ve forgotten how to recognize it. Or maybe it’s a lie, a cruel story we tell ourselves to feel less alone. Still, I keep walking, hoping the next corner, the next turn, will hold the answer. But the road stretches on, endless and unyielding.

And so I wonder: Am I destined to wander like this, a ghost of my own making? Or will I find it, somewhere, someday—a place, a touch, a heartbeat that feels like home?

~K

[twiceinawhile]

what billmos characters smell like

this relates directly to the conversation happening in the repo server right now and centaurivee might post a similar string of headcanons (👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻)

otis

- starting out strong with one of if not the most disgusting man here

- smells like whiskey that broke in the car and seeped into the seat and was also pissed on by a cat. and left in the sun for a month

- HEAVY b.o. and HEAVY alcohol smell and the lingering aura of rot

choptop

- not any better 💀 smells MORE like b.o. if that's even possible

- no alcohol involved but the rot and blood smell is also way stronger

- maybe a lil like dust too

luigi

- we're out of stinky man land for now 🤢 you know he's clean as fuck

- smells like cold jewelry, dryer sheets, and LOTS of cologne

- the blood smell is very cleverly covered up, but you can taste it on his skin

the magician

- cotton candy :(

- he smells like sugar and spice and everything nice and maybe a bit of shitty beer too

- he might be a lil sweaty but arent all carnies

mayor buckman

- unfortunately i think he's clean

- used to smell like gross cologne from the 1800s, leather, and sweat sometimes

- now only reeks of thick blood (all of them do)

buttercup

- HOW COULD I FORGET MY PRINCESS

- she is FLOWERS

- she's what men would think women smelled like if they'd never been near a woman and have only been told that girls like pink and cute

quinn

- tried to use a LOT of cologne to cover up the warm computer smell he radiates

- kind of worked

- smelled like burning metal and fire when going rogue (wiring damaged)

farmer sam

- smells like when you open an old box and get hit with vintage air from 1940

- also an undertone of dirt and sweat, but not in a bad way ! hes a busy man

- if you snuggle real close, you can smell some warm tea in his beard

mr suitcase because i love him

- clean :)

- metallic blood smell doesn't seem to stick to him even while he's the one bleeding

- smells like a freshly washed, still wet carpet

new character ! frank the snake dealer

- smells very strongly, but not too bad

- something that can only be described as spicy

- comes with the hot burn of something smoke-like in the back of your throat

the random guy from evil bong 💀

- weed.

- i said i'd add him if vee put the bartender from the first power in theirs

- he just smells like weed thats it i cannot IMAGINE he would smell like anything else 💀💀

okay thanks for coming to my TED talk

[hybriddhthepoet]

I Want to Go Home

By HybridDH

I want to go home, I need to go home,

To the echo of walls where I once roamed.

I’m tired, so tired, can’t you see?

My soul is weary, yearning to be free.

I want to go home, where laughter once filled the air,

Where safety and warmth were never rare.

I want to go home, where I felt unbreakable, strong,

Now I’m lost, wondering where I belong.

Each day drags, a relentless weight,

I’m suffocating under the strain I hate.

I want to go home, to that familiar place,

Now just a void, an empty space.

Where is home, when the foundations are dust?

When trust is shattered, when homes are just rust?

Destroyed, erased, my refuge is gone,

Where do I go when I can’t carry on?

I want to go home, but it’s lost, it’s unclear,

Every moment without it, consumed by fear.

The walls that cradled my dreams are down,

Leaving me in this relentless town.

How can I find home, where can I rest,

When the heart of my world has been repossessed?

I want to go home, I scream into the night,

Searching for a glimpse, a sliver of light.

Desperation claws, I’m unravelling fast,

Yearning for a link to a vanished past.

I want to go home, let me find my way,

Through the wreckage of where I used to play.

I want to go home, I’m lost without its grace,

The memories haunt me, a relentless chase.

I can’t escape this longing, this need so dire,

For a home that’s consumed by an unseen fire.

My plea is simple, my need is clear,

I want to go home, I want to be near

To the echoes of laughter, the shadows of play,

In a home that has crumbled, faded away.

I want to go home, where is that peace?

Where the torment of longing can finally cease.

Where is the solace for a soul so worn?

Where is the haven where my heart was born?

I want to go home, I’m breaking, I bend,

With each breath, I’m closer to an untimely end.

Can’t you hear my cries, can’t you see my pain?

I want to go home, feel whole again.

Desperate, I wander, an exile of fate,

In the ruins of memories, it’s too late.

I want to go home, it’s my relentless plea,

In a world that no longer holds a key.

I want to go home, I want to go home,

Let me find that place where I’m not alone.

I want to go home, I want to go home,

To reclaim the peace from which I’ve roamed.

[scraggly-guy]

Look who finally drew something

Just Home Sick writing about her husbando bleakwing

[stay-pos-cos]

My grandfathers' native languages sit like stones at the back of my tongue. My ears echo with whispers of words that are alien to me.

I've never touched the land that they held so dear, or saw the views which took their breath away.

My grandmother used to say she'd bring me home one day, but which home? And is she home now, at peace with the man she loved and the man who loved her?

I feel the sands in my veins and the spices in my words,

Yet I see the rains on the moors, and hear the chanting of a language that's dying.

I am not a whole person, parts of me live in places I've never been.

[ayiemojis]

Home sick — talented

Wordmoji — did

Dniup (do not interact unless partner) — please stop

I’m in pain — add tw? (Add trigger warning?)

Please tw ur content (please trigger warn your content)

[ensigngareth]

Why did I decide to go to space instead of staying back on Earth, in my house, in my bed.

[noturbabyghoul]

I’ve been so incredibly home sick, I miss Oregon more than I can explain. All I want is to wake up and hear the birds singing, to smell the salty ocean air, feel the rain on skin and hike in the quiet woods. Is that too much to ask for?

Maybe I just miss how simple things were back then. I hold some of my best and worst memories there, it’s all very bittersweet. The “big” city life of Vegas makes me feel so trapped and claustrophobic. I just want out.

[youbeforeeveryone]

[seattlewalls]

[life5lesson5]

You always feel like home.... You are my home..

[beemintty]

I don't really have a lot to say about the new year...

[ttrpgcafe]

So like, yeah, I'm sick, but dear god this is such a relaxing time. I bet to enjoy my tea, my cat, and finally (hopefully) finish Baldur's gate 3!

[another-problem-child]

Call me. Call me and tell me you miss me. And I’ll say, okay, okay we can make this work. I’ll tell you I’ll hold on. I’ll wait until you’re ready. Tell me you’re sorry. Tell me I’m the one. Tell me it’ll all be okay and we’ll get through it together. Tell me whatever happens we’ll end up together.