#losing

[blakbonnet]

if you don't hear from me I died for zaddy

Edit: version with the correct captions

[hel7l7]

We used to be so close Now I don't know where you are

[ijustkindalikebooks]

“Books mean all possibilities. They mean moving out of yourself, losing yourself, dying of thirst and living to your full. They mean everything.” ― Ali Smith.

[ksjanes]

When you find losing is more solid than having.

K.S. Janes

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[babygirldilf]

Their first kiss was a desperate cry from Crowley to Azirphale to see him and what he's casting away, to say yes to him instead of everything else, to make him get it, while Azirphale wanted to kiss back, wanted to kiss Crowley for so long, but, not like this. Not this desperate howling cry for something they never truly let themselves have in the first place. Never said in words. Never admitted to themselves or to each other.

They second kiss will be tender. It will be a homecoming. They will crush into each other and melt and it will be joyful and soft and sweet and romantic.

Their first kiss was born out of pure chaos and the desire for things to stay the same.

Their second kiss will be the promise of something new.

Their love won't change, only grow.

[wisedelusionalmarshmallow]

@rosekillermicrofic, July 1st - Losing, G, Word count - 313

It's no surprise that whenever they have free time, Barty and Evan are found hanging out with each other. Currently, they are sitting on the floor in their dorm room, playing exploding snap. Do they have homework that they could be working on? Yes. Do they want to do it? Not really.

"Looks like you're losing Rosie!" Barty laughs, watching as Evan's cards explode once more.

"Does it? I wouldn't be so sure." Evan smirks. Barty just flashes him another smile and flips his next card.

They go back and forth for a while. None of the cards seeming to match up. Evan starts to get worried as his original deck gets extremely low. "Come on..." Barty mumbles under his breath.

Finally, Evan flips a card that matches. Two Cyclopes look up to him from the piles on the floor. He snaps his fingers as fast as he can, a clear click filling the room. Fortunately, he was able to do so before any of the cards were able to explode. He leans forward and grabs the two piles.

There was now a clear winner, and it was not Barty.

Barty groans. "Oh come on! I was so close!"

"Should've snapped then." Evan shrugged, a small laugh falling from his lips. He flips the next card over.

Their game lasts two more rounds. Barty gets the next pile, which only totals around 8 cards, a small victory for him before Evan wins the game during the next round.

"Ugh! Why don't you let me win once in a while..." Barty whines to Evan who is currently cleaning up the cards. Barty crawls across the floor to sit right next to Evan. "It's not fair."

"You've got to stop being cocky then." Barty huffs at Evan's answer, leaning his head against his shoulder.

With a small smile pressing into Evan's shoulder, Barty replies, "Never."

[interrupted-poetry]

excerpt from an unfinished poem (2024)

[mrkmciver]

Still People

[thepersonalquotes]

Rather than the strength it takes to not lose, it's the strength to stand back up after a loss that is sometimes more valuable.

Kyo Shirodaira, Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning, Vol. 04

[nrosei]

ngl

[sylviaritter]

Five of Swords

The tarot card No. 55 is done.

Created with Krita and Blender Copyright © 2024 Sylvia Ritter.

[aniimoni]

when coins can represent both chance and death

[kiffeeer]

Losing a relationship hurts. But losing yourself in a relationship hurts deeper.

[pedrolac]

Si te quita la paz, no merece la pena. El amor puede doler, cuando se sufre, es condena.