#maakt

[polldermodel]

Patat/friet met

Mayonaisse

Curry

Curry plus mayo

Ketchup

Yoppiesaus

Satesaus

Patatje oorlog

Dunk er veel meer voedsel bovenop op, zoals patatje doner, patatje stoofvlees, etc

[zoueriemandzijnopmars]

*Significante tijd = minimaal een paar uur en niet langs de snelweg. Dus niet gewoon doorheen gereden opweg naar België of Duitsland. Een dagje uit telt wel natuurlijk

(zou ook leuk zijn als je ff vertelt welke je niet bent geweest)

[maddymaakt]

Throwback to 2021: one of the MerMay illustrations I made that year.

[monalyssaxoxo]

[worship-my-body]

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[bumbelbee]

Jongens in had echt compleet niet door dat widm vandaag was

[puppybong]

does anyone know if we have to be brave and endure again tomorrow

[darcyolsson]

drinking a lukewarm homemade espresso martini with eyeballed proportions in my childhood bedroom happy summer. im glad everyone is enjoying my big strawberry

[astarfruity]

.

[zoueriemandzijnopmars]

Anyway, de 3 biggetjes was zo leuk, maar nu wil ik ook zo graag Doornroosje zien en dat gaat waarschijnlijk niet gebeuren want ik denk niet dat ze het zonder K3 zouden doen, maar ik denk ook niet dat ze K3 in een bijrol willen tegenwoordig

[monalyssaxoxo]

[kerstkriebels]

anyways fuck alle reuzegommers en hun ouders die verantwoordelijk zijn voor de dood van sanda dia

[dvarapala]

❝  just take my hand and close your eyes.  pretend we’re anywhere else but here.  ❞

it's all about the yearning // @aubainmary

it's dizzying and not in a delightful sort of way. udyati doesn't know what's wrong, and if she doesn't know what's wrong, she can't fix it. and if she can't fix it, then what good is she to anyone?

panicked doe eyes dart around, trying to make sense of the way the world seems to weep and bleed more with each passing second. this isn't like the slow, methodical breakdown of the particles of energy that make up all the worlds, everywhere - particles of energy that supernatural beings such as mary, and extraterrestrials such as herself can tap into if they so choose.

this is something else.

this is something worse.

❝just take my hand and close your eyes.  pretend we’re anywhere else but here.❞

udyati feels mary take her clammy hands in her own - they're soft yet strong due to hours and hours spent in the kitchen of her bakery. ragged breaths escape her throat and suddenly, she rips her hands out of mary's in order to grasp at her head.

pain rips through her. piercing, slicing.

the universe is in pain. so she is in pain, because she's connected to the universe. attuned to it. part of it. carries it in between her teeth and underneath her tongue. in between her ribs. inside her heart. holds it in the palm of her hands. dances in between the cracks of it when she opens a door or two.

it is the only explanation that her mind comes up with in between the bouts of searing pain.

"i need you to make it stop---" the younger of the two feels as though her throat is closing up. as if an invisible fist is squeezing it shut and udyati's heart feels like it is a hummingbird, trying in vain to escape its gilded cage. "---please just make it stop, if you come home with a hunter or a trickster or a demon, i promise i won't judge that, ever again."

she grits her teeth, squeezes her eyes shut as if she could ward off the pain that way. "i'll keep my mouth shut about your preferences. forever."

rationally, udyati knows that mary can't have caused this despite the pleas falling from her lips not five minutes earlier. mary is powerful, yes, very much so, but she doesn't seem the type to be so casually cruel.

they've had some fights but this? this is something else. this is something worse.

"oh gods," udyati pants. "i need to call arch..." but she doesn't finish her sentence. instead she crumples and falls to the ground like a puppet whose strings are cut.

[handlewithcare-delicate]

Ik ben te jong om me het land van ooit te kunnen herinneren maar jongens sommige van die liedjes geven me wel zulke warme gevoelens

[puppybong]

reading case studies of csa and having revelations