#my life has been altered forever
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hanniedream · 1 year ago
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230709 seungcheol was life changing
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petalsfordany · 1 year ago
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Paramore - All I Wanted (THAT NOTE edition)
Rod Laver Arena, Melbourne, 30th November 2023
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casart · 1 month ago
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Paper Stars✨
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onlyplatonicirl · 11 months ago
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how long have you been in the utmv fandom
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padfootagain · 7 months ago
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WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME ABOUT EPIC THE MUSICAL?!?!??!
THIS THING HAS BEEN IN THE MAKING FOR YEARS AND I ONLY LEARN TODAY THAT SOMEONE IS WRITING A MUSICAL ABOUT THE ODYSSEY AND THAT THE SOUNGS FUCKING SLAP!!!!!!??????
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madwheelerz · 2 years ago
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I think I figured out how the Creels relate to the manifestation theory and I hope for the Wheeler's family sake that I'm wrong, but...
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you-makestedehappy · 1 year ago
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there are no words that can accurately express just how full my heart is with love for edward 'blackbeard' teach and stede bartholomew bonnet xv of barbados. to the brim, and beyond. it transcends the limits of language
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immamapletreekid · 1 year ago
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it has been so long since a game has done this level of irreparable damage to my emotional wellbeing
#yes this is about persona 3 i am no longer the same person i was before this game#it has permanently altered my brain chemistry. reorganized every single molecule in my body#it has fundamentally changed me as a person#ive been doong horribly in school bc i literally canmot focus in class#all i can tjink about is p3 and how quickly i can rush tjroigh assignments so i can go back to my room and play persona all night it#is not healthy i need summer break for a reason and thay is to be able to let out all this energy so i can#function properly in daily life#ivr half a mind to make little digital p3 emote sticker thing doodles so that i can plaster them on my notes#i think if i have a drawing of aigis next to my linear algebra notes i will have more motivation to read them#going to make so many aki ones...#all of this is if i have the time and energy tho. i hate school so much#rambling about stuff#literally been listening to tje p3 soundtrack everyday when i study#its that bad. it really is that bad. i need to start taking school seriously i cannot fail my classes i do not jave tje money to afford rep#ating any classes#also coping w how hesvy the p3 story is compared to the other games ithink... idk man im thriving off of tjr everybody lives no one dies au#and imean i get thay that kinda goes against the whole tjeme of tje game but like. let them be happy ;O;#maxing all my social links bc i love them all so much tjey are bffs forever. sees bffs sees bffs i love sees#im not even that far into my playthrougj yet ive yet to meet aigis but that is coming soon!!!#going to hug her so hard when she finally shows up#ryoji too ;w;#celebrating every mochizuki monday so i actually get out of bed and go to class#fuck linear algebra i might actuslly fail linear algebra i have no clue whats going in linear algebra ryoji mochizuki would never
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godheadjones · 1 year ago
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I have a Jabitha idea! What about Tabitha falling asleep on Jughead's shoulder (or both of them falling asleep) as the sun rises from them staying up all night reading together?
we've been doing all this late night talking
"Silently, immovably, they saw each other face-to-face–eye-to-eye. Their sous lay naked to the night. It was not lust, it was not love–it was some vaster, mightier thing that needed neither touch of body nor thrill of soul. It was a thought divine, splendid," Jughead reads, looking back at Tabitha and closing the book. "It's really beautiful. Thank you for introducing me, Tabitha."
She nods. "Of course, what are friends for?"
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read here on ao3
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lex-n-weegie · 1 year ago
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Just got back from Across the Spiderverse
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voidedwanderer · 1 year ago
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kill the shift manager in your brain
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strawbebyjam · 11 months ago
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what was your number one on wrapped?? the fans need to know
so do i 💗 i transferred my spotify account to a new email and it deleted 2021, 2022, and 2023’s wrapped in the process 😭 which is potentially for the best!
as far as i can tell off scattered screenshots, looks like it may be wurli by dominic fike!
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swagittariusrising · 1 year ago
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took a non-expired adderall for the first time and dude! is this how you guys function? has this been the neurotypical experience The Whole Time???
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userblaney · 1 year ago
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WHAT THE FUCK.
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seenoweevil · 2 years ago
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So on one hand I am not going crazy (yay!) because I was right and there is something wrong going on in my brain right now (fuck!)
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onlyswan · 1 year ago
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summary: in which jungkook’s new lip piercing makes you want to cry, and he can’t live without you.
> established relationship, fluff / word count: 1.4k
> warnings: mention of or*l (f. receiving)
> in which masterlist!
note: heh surprise :D my impulsive, jungkook lover brain couldn’t resist so here’s a little something 🥲
“why are you looking at me like that?” jungkook nervously asks as the excited beam lighting him up gradually fades. “do you not like it?”
you remain speechless with an unreadable expression written on your face. dumbly staring at the lower right corner of his lips, it is adorned with yet another piercing that makes your boyfriend appear more enchantingly attractive in your eyes — which are, by the way, currently blurry and dazed. your brain is still fuzzy around the edges, short circuiting the longer you observe the silver stud.
it infuriates you, almost, how he still manages to effortlessly drive you crazier for him five years later.
it’s extremely rare for you to fall asleep before 10pm, and to be frank, you hate him for waking you up because you know you won’t be able to go back to sleep until 3am no matter how tired you are. and you’re still not quite certain if you’ve already registered that your consciousness has been rudely pulled back into reality; because then again, you’ve always been obsessed with his lip ring, maybe unhealthily so, and it wouldn’t be a stretch to assume that you’d dream of him surprising you with a new piercing just beside it.
however, there is a particular reason that holds you back from strongly wishing for that to come true.
“but you loved the ring, even the eyebrow ones… did i pick an ugly placement this time?” he wonders out loud with a frown, confused that his surprise didn’t receive the type of reaction he expected.
when he tries hard enough, he can picture them vivid enough to draw from memory… your eyes glittering with awe and adoration each time he presented himself with a new piercing or tattoo. you, showering him with love and praises that erased every ounce of anxiety he had about his life-altering decisions that usually came in the aftermath. what others would call impulsiveness, you named his fearless self-expression.
“ow- ouch- baby! what the hell? what was that for?”
with doe eyes struck by headlights, he gapes at you in surprise as he rubs his poor shoulder that was slapped without warning.
“why did you get it there? we’re not allowed to make out again until it’s healed!” you pettily complain with a drawn-out whine, knees bumping against his thighs as you bounce your crossed legs in bitter vexation.
“oh, shit.”
in real time, you witness the realization comically dawn on jungkook’s face, flabbergasted that in the thick haze of his excitement, he forgot about this excruciating restriction during the extended healing process. in his defense, it’s been forever since he got his first lip piercing.
oh, he’s in so much trouble.
he stares back at you, frozen and unblinking as he slowly speaks with a guilty wince. “ahh, you’re right… i must be out of my mind… i can’t eat you out, too… fuck, how did i survive this back then?”
the genuine innocence lacing his voice only fuels your urge to curl into a ball and cry in frustration. yearning for his touch while he’s not physically present is one thing, but this is much, much worse.
“stop talking.” you glare at him, angry eyebrows contrasting the puffiness of your face caused by sleep.
“you’re so adorable.” the endearing sight elicits a breathy chuckle from him, followed by a small whimper triggered by the pain that spreads on the lower part of his face immediately after. he brushes it off without care, muttering quietly- “come here.”
he carefully guides you to sit on his lap, sinking further into the soft mattress with your weight added on top of him. and for tonight, you allow him to manhandle you as he likes, not having the energy to jokingly pretend to argue with him. you wrap your arms around his neck to pull yourself closer to him, only realizing how much you’ve missed him now that you’re skin-to-skin.
“don’t be upset, baby. i’m sorry.” he sweetly coaxes you into a better mood. “i will make it up to you after. i promise. i always do, right?”
with drowsy eyes still trained on the new jewelry that shines from the light of the night lamp, you sniffle and pout at him.
“and we can still do this, remember?”
the world becomes still and quiet, and the oxygen gets trapped in your lungs when jungkook holds your face in between his warm hands, crossing the short distance between you. your eyelids slowly flutter shut, lashes kissing your cheeks as his lips softly brush against yours. languid and tender, slightly sticky from your sleeping mask that smells like candy. he ends the blissful moment too soon with a gentle pucker of his lips, leaving you with a simple peck that will haunt your mind for the weeks to come, as if you’re a teenager who just had their first kiss in the middle of the dance floor.
“hmm, see, baby? not bad?” he says quietly, pads of his thumbs tenderly stroking the apple of your cheeks.
jungkook is too persuasive for his own good. the memories of you suffering last time are clouded with the new sweet memory he just orchestrated, and you’re almost convinced that it truly might not be that bad after all.
“but we need to be veeery careful like that for now, understand? so it’ll stop hurting and heal fast.”
and just like that, you’re a little more awake.
“does it hurt a lot? did you bleed a lot?”
hearing him say that he’s in pain made you worriedly react within a split second. his heart melts, and then breaks into two as he gathers all the self-control in his body not to pepper your face with kisses like he usually does.
“the piercer was good and quick, i didn’t feel a thing. but i’m definitely feeling something now.” he shakes his head, uttering the last sentence humorously.
“of course, it hurts now. you won’t stop moving… let me see.” you scold him with a roll of your eyes, slightly turning his head by the back of his ear to have a better view of the swollen flesh around the piercing.
“how is it doing?” he inquires after a few beats, curious and impatient with your silence.
and that’s when he sees that look on your face, the glittering eyes he was anticipating to meet since he finished his appointment the morning before. you grin from ear to ear, scrunching your nose cutely before giggles bubble from your chest. sheepish with your transparent delight, you hide your face in the crook of his neck, tickling him with your every exhale.
“my boyfriend is so cool, and so handsome. i’m so lucky and proud.”
that’s him. that could only be him.
jungkook, despite being elated by the compliments, can only muster a small shy smile. he carresses your hair lovingly, securing his tattooed arm around you as you threaten to slip off from his lap.
“really?”
“hm, i like it. so much…” you hum, planting a chaste kiss to the sensitive spot on his neck. “you’re always putting me through this, making me want to kiss you more all the time. this is so unfair.”
“baby, please. behave for me?” he mutters, squeezing his eyes shut as if he’s in unmaginable pain. in his dramatic mind, currently flooded with love chemicals, he is. “if you keep talking like that, i will really end up risking an infection.”
you lift up your head to show him a grimace of disgust. “ew, pull it together. i wouldn’t want to kiss you with that.”
“tsk, you’re such a brat.” he calls you out with a pointed look, lightly smacking your thigh, revealed by your shorts that has further ridden up, before kneading the soft flesh under his large palm to soothe it.
you teasingly stick out your tongue in response, breaking out into laughter. and not so subtly, you squeeze your thighs together, grasping his wrist in a futile attempt to control the frenzied butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
“have you cleaned it?”
“not yet.”
“then let’s do it. i’ll help you.” you climb off his lap as you eagerly tug at his arm, planting your feet firmly on the ground. “love, hurry- hurry. i want to see it in better lighting.”
exhausted after an eventful day, jungkook limply flops down, occupying the side of the bed that you’ve kindly warmed up. “you can go ahead. i’ll follow you after five minutes.”
“ugh, no, you won’t. you’ll fall asleep if you keep your eyes closed for another thirty seconds, and then i’ll have to wake you up.”
he pops one eye open, and then another, meeting your affectionate gaze with a silly grin because damn, you know him so well.
“i love you… don’t ever leave me. i think i’d seriously die without you.”
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