#im at work rn i cant think of words

[felgueirosa]

there is being more attractive accessibility/disability/medical gear/equipment/garments made but where are the nice compression garments?!

[targarrus]

does it look okay? i cant tell anymore

anyway nace jordan

[pinkseas]

i miss writing so fucking much 😭😭😭

[randomwriteronline]

The resplendent being sat before him, his body of pure energy free from substance gently angled in a polite pose, equal and alien to him in every way; the faint anthropomorphic shape of his self looked upon the opaque man before him with mellow eyes in a saddened, drooping cut.

"I am not an object anymore," Mata Nui spoke kindly, softly, without anger - only a great tiredness. "I am self-aware enough to know the differences between us are not as marked as they once might have seemed. I have grown up."

What a horrible, terrible, wondrous thing to hear.

"I still hold pleasant memories of you."

"I am not your father," Angonce said with a voice that shook and trembled in his throat.

The words left his mouth with a sound similar to the warble of a juvenile bird, still unsure of its song, still scared of singing it out loud; his eyes were lucid, reflections gleaming bright in the distance that separated them like stars of different solar systems. His hands laid down at his sides, perfectly still, just as tense as if they had been balled into fists. His breaths wavered as they clawed their way in and out of his chest, crushed by an emotion he was scared of giving a name to.

"A father should not feel the way I do about the possibility of you being my son."

Mata Nui smiled.

"You are an honest man." he said simply.

He did not stand, for he was too tired, too catastrophically, unthinkably fatigued to do so. But he leaned his head to the side slightly, only slightly, and the man knew from that minute movement that he would be gone soon.

"Goodbye, Angonce." the Demiurge said: "Thank you for allowing me everything I ever asked of you."

Then the god was alone.

He sat down heavily, grasping his face in his hands as though a part of him had died; a long shiver wrecked him, and his gritted teeth clattered against each other to replace his sobs.

[basils-dreamhouse]

yknow something i didnt realize while with them was how little i wanted to vent or open up because they made me feel guilty about it or made it about themself every time i did (even if they didnt mean to, they still did)

and how much im more willing to randomly vent to my friends now and admit im not doing okay or hell, *even tell my boyfriend when i have issues in the relationship*

hindsight is 20/20 for sure, but it's crazy how much has changed in the timespan of a little over half a year just because one person left my life permanently.

it should not have been normalized for me to be scared of telling my partner things.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[smokeys-house]

The heat of summer has taken from me the ability to write so until it cools down consider me retired

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

OH I DO ACTUALLY HAVE ONE QUESTION IM CURIOUS ABOUT & i dont Think it'll be big spoilers? feel free 2 ignore if it is. but like wheree is rockfall/newhaven/surrounding area, like, geographically. assuming the country they're in is somewhat analogous to the usa. r they east coast west coast midwest.... i wanna knoww... 👀👀👀

OH OH UHHHH. THERE IS ACTUALLY A MAP theyve neber posted it because its pretty much just taken directly from the mutants and masterminds rulebook with a handful of names and places changed (i cannot send it to u yet bc there are a few places u havent heard of yet so remind me to do that later) BUT. IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY. rockfall is either slightly north or south of new haven, new haven is on the east coast, [other big city u dont know the name of yet] is also on the east coast "a few territories away from new haven" so like. a couple states i guess (?), deadwood is pretty far away to the west, like. roadtrip/fly in a plane length away .

[professionallydeadinside]

sometimes I have nothing to say to you but just have this strong urge to send you an ask & this is one of those times. Hi! Hope you're having a good day <3 same goes for Kirk, Silas, Yati and whoever hangs around this blog, I hope you all are having a lovely day today. Bye bye now :)

HIIIII THIS IS GREAT TIMED BECAUSE IM NOT HAVING A GREAT DAY BUT I LOVE GETTING ASKS SO THANK YOU WKAJHGFDSDFGHJJH :DD

[marv3l-drag0ns]

there are so many things to do and i am just a little guy

[everymlmhybrid]

I'll be honest kinda don't like OP of that post scolding people like I hate that kind of attitude. But also. Only post I've seen abt the 504 plan suit + the news about Kansas gives me a bit more hope that maybe we can pressure Missouri's AG who I fucking hate

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[ragnars-tooth]

I forgot time... passes

So if im unable to wrestle this fic chapter by new years I will throw you some other tldc wip snippets as a little present!! (I will probably do this whether I finish the chapter or not)

[chaninfused]

me finding the person who hid this fic from me for years

caged in this lullaby ⤖ lee felix

❖ genre : assassin au; cop au; action; fluff; angst

❖ word count : 7,2k.

❖ warning : explicit language, mentions of blood, arson & violence 

❖ summary : felix ultimately lets go of all and allows himself to drown in the ashes of bitter tragedy to see what stays. the last thing he’d expect is a stranger with his greatest secret. 

❖ dedicated to @blueprint-han​ : a continuation of aria of an assassin. song used — the lullaby by sophism, all credits to the owner. 

prologue.

Fire cares not for the time it vanishes, only that it gives the world heat and light.

The entire building burns deeply in red, orange, and yellow. The cries of the neighborhood echoes into the night with sirens blaring in the background. Your frozen figure can only watch in terror as glowing embers dance and twirl, searing through the ground, ripping through the roof in despair. Tendrils of smoke are reaching into the sky desperately as if attempting to escape the blazing inferno below.

Keep reading

[jacklesraised]

sometimes i forget that i have to physically look at my tag