#i am so sorry!

[artiststarme]

Steve could always see the dead, since his grandma died when he was six and his papa when he was seven. He’d have conversations with them at the side of his pool about his day until the breeze swept them away. He’d always liked the dead more than the living, not that people would understand if he’d told them.

He’d sometimes go out and sit in his pool chairs to talk to Barb, the girl that hated him alive and even more now that she’d died. She never blamed him though. She’d rant and she’d rave about the injustice of it all but unlike Nancy, she never blamed him for her death. She just let him listen to her dreams and hopes that would never occur.

After Vecna and their last encounter with the Upside Down, Steve would talk to Eddie. They’d lay side by side in his bed surrounded by plaid and talk about what could’ve been. Big metal tours, traveling, dreams being made, guys, girls, even the kids on occasion. They’d even talk about what they could’ve been, once upon a time. But when night turned to day, Eddie would fade away and Steve would be left all alone again.

He might be able to see both alive and dead but through it all, he was alone.

[not-poignant]

Hi folks! Just wanted to write a quick post that if you send an ask and I don't respond to it immediately, you don't have to repost it, I'm probably just really, really, really tired. And having asks re-sent doesn't make me feel more likely to reply to them!

Give it about a week, and if I don't reply after that, you're welcome to ping me again. But I am on hiatus right now for a reason <333 So please just be patient, because my priority right now is taking care of myself and resting, and being very careful on where I put my energy, which means not getting to asks straight away even if I'd like to sometimes.

[tirsynni]

At vet for diabetic visit and regular senior annual. Wallet is already crying, but not as much as she is.

[cervidaecorpse]

[harrystylesfan2686]

Lost Her

This happened, maybe when the war was going on. This is an extremely angsty scene. I have no idea why I wrote this. I'm in a crying mood🥲.

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''It's okay, I love you. Even though I know you dont, I will always love you." She assured. "Which is why I will always protect you.'' she said as she let go of their holding hands.

Everything seemed, as it slowed for moment. He widened his eyes and looked at her as if trying to reach her again. She locked eyes with him and smiled softly as if trying to tell tell him that it's okay.

He tried to go over the edge one last time, to hold her, to hug her, to kiss her and tell her that he too always loved her.

He tried to go over the edge to save her  but was stopped short by a pair of arms wrapped around his body.

Someone was shouting at him. He didn't know who.

All he knew was that the girl he loved was off the edge, falling to her death.

He had lost her.

Their eyes locked one last time telling each other the things none of them had the courage to say aloud.

He felt his heart break as he saw her smile at him one last time.

He felt his soul shatter as he saw her body submerge in water.

He had lost her.

Forever.

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[kajaono]

Reading Draculas description in the novel „Dracula“ i can’t help but notice how similar the description is to the one we get of Edward Cullen, in the novel Twilight.

[glitterwolfvi]

trig or tree!!

here you go!

[holly-mckenzie]

There was a time when I would have married you, Tom Jones, and lived beneath those lucky stars and fresh air and kisses.

TOM JONES (2023) ｜ Episode 4 directed by Georgia Parris

[erstwhles]

from here w/ wolf and logan / @dozenrozez

Logan's smile broadens as their eyes meet, and though this is an important game that warrants his full focus, he can't deny that the stranger has a nice smile. Between shifts and at the end of each period, he finds himself sneaking glances until finally, the game comes to an end.

The team floods center ice, sticks lifted high in a salute to the crowd—a thank you for the support in a game that came down to a single goal before they ultimately took the win. This time, Logan is careful not to look back at the stranger, but as soon as he is back in the locker room, he is already reaching for his phone, just in case he missed a message.

[cerisekiss]

need. to. nominate. fic. fest.😴

[buttercuparry]

You all need to watch this. It even has subtitles. But please watch this oof.

Edit: why the fuck are subtitles only in the first part lol 😭

[chiptrillino]

Oooo mystery art! It's like a blind bag lol. Can we get a peek at 62_March? 👀

62 feels so popular. i already did it here. sorry there was nothing more on the page ;;;

[iobartach]

@luposcainus asked; " you dropped this!"

so... seemingly, miguel's a bit of a klutz 🤷‍♂️

Not one to panic, the misplaced gift had persisted in his mind for much of the evening. More aggravated by its loss than by its monetary value, or even the gesture it was meant to symbolise, he had been making his way back to the store to purchase a replacement festive gift when a tap on the shoulder caused the man to turn around.

"Oh, I did?" The wrapping drew his gaze immediately, necessitating a lie. After all, it wouldn't be much of a secret surprise if its intended recipient had discovered who had purchased the gift to begin with. "Sorry, never seen that before. You sure you're not confusing me with someone else?"

[parttime-creative]

The old man wound up the little toy once again and for the first time, he could hear the gentle tik-tok-tik of its clockwork-heart.

Mazras eyes grew wide as they krimskrams mouse scooted across the workbench. His long elven ears jittered in excitement as his small childrens hands tried to catch the clockwork animal.

His grandfather chuckled at the excitement of his youngest grandchild. The boy felt his rough hands ruffle his white curls. He loved being in his grandfathers workshop. Its was his favourite place in the crystal tower. But he especially loved being here with his grandfather.

They boy finally cough the clock work mouse and enthusiastically wound it up again until he could no more. This time the mouse shot over the edge of the workbench and disappeared with several metallic clanks and clonks in a pile of metal rubbish in a corner. Mazra yelp in schock and run after the toy. But it was gone for good. He wasn't allowed to dig in the sharp metal pieces. His grandfather chuckled again.

"Don't be sad, boy. We'll build another one tomorrow. An even better one."

Mazra looked up. Quickly wiping away the tears that had started to form in his eyes.

"Promise?"

"I promise. But now come, we have to go. The council is already waiting for me."

Mazra nodded quickly and hurried after his grandfather. Being the heir of the crystal city was important.

~*~

Being the heir of the crystal city was first and foremost exhausting, as he learned about a hundred years later.

When the big double doors of the workshop closed behind him, Mazra dared to finally take a deep breath. The council meetings were the worst part of being an Alverto. Especially when you were the last Alverto left in the middle lands. But he intended to change that. He just had to finish this. He just had to make this right again.

When his head hadfinally cleared out all the councils politics his eyes wandered over the huge construction in front of him. Maybe it would finally finish it today?

He went over to one of the piles of spare parts and metal pieces of former projects. Didn't he have some clockwork thingies back here? He just needed some tiny gears. He dugg around until something sharp poked his index finger. He yelped and quickly drew his hand back. A small drop of blood poured from the cut. He quickly stuck his finger into his mouth, as he pulled out the perpetrator. It was a old clockwork toy. A small mouse. It looked strangely familiar. But the weight of the years and all the other heavily metals scraps had bend and dented it so much so its clockwork mechanisms were stuck now. Mazra sighed.

"You'll do, I suppose." he shrugged and started to disassemble the toy until he found the parts he needed.

The toys clockwork heart had long stopped. But it's pieces gave life to machine that would change the world. Mazras ears jittered in excitement as he finally heard the first tik-tok-buzzing of his masterpiece.

"Elyina, I am coming." he whispered.

[peterpandemic]

I’m so used to blocking bot followers that now when I get real followers I sometimes have to stop myself midway to hitting the block button rip

[ffxivaltaholic]

Send 👤 and I will write more about an NPC in my muse’s life (For Nakani)

~ N'alina & N'eru ~ They are N'akani's elder siblings, with her brother N'eru being the oldest. In total there are five siblings. N'eru is a calm and quiet man, who values his family and their happiness over everything. After the death of their father, he submitted to being a Tia in order to stay and protect his siblings as best he could from the tyrant that usurped his father (By cheating in combat) with the hope of becoming strong enough to avenge his family. That did not come to pass as N'akani herself was ultimately responsible for avenging her father in combat, slaying the Nuhn and liberating her family. N'eru took on the position of Nuhn from there, and the tribe once again thrived. He recently became a father and N'akani is delighted to be a aunty! N'alina, the second eldest, is a soft and gentle soul, though around her sisters she can be a bit mischievous and playful. During the darker times in their tribe, she played the role of protector for the younger members, often taking the brunt of the Nuhn's temper. Once her brother took on the position of Nuhn and brought peace to the tribe, she settled into the role of a teacher, spending most of her time with the children, teaching them life skills and things that will ensure they get a good start in the world. While single, she met a young man that is close friends with her sister and developed a crush, yet has not pursued further due to it would require her to leave the tribe for a time, something the Seeker simply couldn't do.