lavenderpanic
lavender panic
FREE PALESTINE 19 // she/they // ace/demi/queer // chronically ill // writer find me on ao3 -> @lavenderpanic feel free to send asks/requests <3 if you make anything based off of my work, please tag me so I can see it!!
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All that time you were throwing punches
I was building something
And I couldn't wait to show you it was real
Screamed, "Fuck you, Aimee" to the night sky
As the blood was gushing
But I can't forget the way you made me heal
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more soft wakanda times for this spring 🌿💐
my emergency Commissions are open and you can support me on ko-fi
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yk what european chocolate is so fucking good oh my god. i just got a bunch of european chocolate bars and i wanna die its so good
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I’ve had like seven mini panic attacks today I can’t take it
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tyyyyyy for the tag, @painted-doe :D
last song i listened to: The Prophecy by Taylor Swift
my favorite color: oooooh i love really powdery greens or purples. sage, lavender, like that :D
currently watching: Baby Reindeer ughhhh creeps me outt but it's really good so far
spicy, savory, or sweet: savory!
relationship status: in a very loving relationship with my best friend :DD
current obsession: heart shaped cheerios
last thing i googled: "listless synonym" lmfaooo love me a good synonym
tagging @mandyyvibes, @chaos-and-ink, @stuckydrewx @numberonestuckyshipper @sarahowritesostucky and anyone else who would like to answer :D
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sometimes i just think about how beautiful sarah wilson looked in that outfit with the rust/golden orange-colored jacket, that plum-and-white shirt, those plum-colored pants, and those cute little white sneakers and i FREAK OUT
like… oh my god. just LOOK at her. she is actual perfection and i am so glad she exists
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How many hours at the gym before I get strong enough that men stop looking at me like an object to hurt asking for a friend
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afterwards she only ate kid’s cereal / and couldn’t sleep unless it was in her mother’s bed
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tfatws bucky as jiji from kiki's delivery service
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You’re the sea, I’m the weather: Always apart, always together.
Happy 2 months 💛
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thank you @mandyyvibes and @numberonestuckyshipper for tagging meeee <3
The rules are shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and list the first 10 songs that play
idk who to tag so this is an open tag to anyone who wants to do this! :D
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A little sneak peek of the I Am Ash From Your Fire sequel..... :D
Also, I've decided on a name (AKA Mandy did all my research for me and suggested the perfect name from a poem so I stole it hehe)
I hope to have the first chapter of Gold Must Be Tried By Fire up sometime in the first or second week of May, but until now, here's a little excerpt from the first chapter :)
��First day of school!” Steve beams as Bucky walks out of the bedroom with his backpack slung over his shoulder. He does a bashful little twirl so Steve can get a 360 of his outfit– a graphic t-shirt and his new jeans. Very out of the box for Bucky. His arms are lined with bracelets, crystals and embroidery floss alike, to mask at least some of the pale scars littering his arms. “How’re you feeling?” he asks, kissing Bucky’s cheek before sitting back down to his toast and breakfast sausage.
“Nervous,” Bucky breathes shakily, bouncing in place a couple times before taking his seat. He gets a yogurt in addition to his toast and sausage. Hopefully Dr. Potts will lower his intake next time he sees her. No, you still need to gain weight, there’s no way she’s going to lower it yet. The only way to eat less is to make weight. “But, like… excited. It’s good nervous. Kinda feel like I’m gonna puke, though.”
“It’s syllabus day. Everyone’s new, nobody knows what they’re doing, you’ll be just fine.”
“But all those kids were in school, like, three months ago.”
“College is pretty different from high school anyway,” Steve shrugs. “I pinky promise, you’re capable of this.” In response, Bucky chews at his dry toast with a little frown, nose wiggling like a frustrated bunny rabbit. Steve chuckles a bit and smooths his thumb over Bucky’s scrunched brow. “You’ve done much harder things in life than a hundred-level American politics course. I know you, I know how smart you are. Just because some jackass told you you can’t do it doesn’t make it true. Just makes him more of a jackass.”
“What if they look at me and they’re all like, ew, what’s that old guy doing here?”
“You’re twenty,” Steve deadpans.
“Exactly. Old. Decrepit.”
“Alright, old man, eat your breakfast so I can walk you to class,” Steve rolls his eyes. “If you’re old, I’m geriatric.”
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