#I’m still processing the finale
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moon wishes 🌕
#I love that the finale fell around the time of mid-autumn and the harvest moon#so that’s what inspired this#I’m still processing the finale#my art#fionna and cake#fionna and cake spoilers#adventure time#at#fionna campbell#cake the cat
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Not Alone
Hunter x Reader One-Shot
Warnings: Big spoilers for The Bad Batch S2 finale. Sadness, angst, comfort. SFW
Summary: You comfort Hunter after the events of the season 2 finale.
Word Count: 900ish
I was inspired by @jedipoodoo ‘s post on writing comfort for Hunter after the S2 finale, and @wanderer-six ‘s lovely Wrecker fic. Check it out! Our boys are in desperate need of comfort. 😩
Anyway, enjoy. 😌
The Marauder was deadly silent. You could feel the anguish hanging in the air, it was suffocating as you tried to conceal your sobs. You found a small corner of the ship to tuck away in to, trying to process everything that had happened.
Tech was gone.
And so was Omega.
You couldn’t think straight, the grief ripping through you. Watching Tech plummet in to the clouds ran through your mind over and over. Seeing Omega be taken, while you all watched hopelessly, gripped your heart like an iron vice.
You squeezed your eyes shut as tears spilled out, silent cries wracking your body.
A gentle touch on your shoulder startled you. Hunter was standing over you, his face twisted in guilt. You had been with Clone Force 99 long enough to call them all brothers. Over time, your relationship with Hunter became more than friends, and you loved one another fiercely.
On Pabu, in those blissful days of no worries, you both talked about settling down there together with Omega. You were hopeful for a chance of putting your lives as soldiers to rest, and being with the man you loved. But that dream was now gone.
He held out a hand, offering to help you stand up. Always the strong Sergeant. But he doesn’t have to be.
He shouldn’t be the one coming to comfort you, as you knew him well enough to know what he was thinking. He blames himself.
You took his hand and laced yours with his once you stood up fully. The feeling of his gloved hand caressing yours gave you solace, momentarily. He looked at you, the absolute pain his eyes making your heart shatter. “Hunter…” your voice almost inaudible. He reached toward you with his free hand, wiping a tear off your face. “We’ll find her…” he whispered. You bit the inside of your cheek, trying not to crack under his gentle touch. “Don’t blame yourself...” You mumbled as you laid your head in the crook of his neck, tears threatening to fall again. Hunter put his strong arms around you, pulling you close and resting his cheek on top of your head.
“Let me help you, let us help you.” You said softly.
He gripped you tighter, and you could feel his body shake. “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have let them take her. I shouldn’t have taken us to Cid’s. I shouldn’t have let Tech…” His voice broke and he buried his face in to your hair. His usual stoic demeanor was crumbling, and he felt lost.
Useless. A failure.
He had let everyone down. First Crosshair. Now Tech. And Omega…his family was fading away from him one by one and there was nothing he could do about it. His grief over Tech laying so heavy on him, he could barely breath. He had never felt so undone.
He continued his hold on you, afraid if he let go, you’d be taken from him too. Something that he already had nightmares about and couldn’t bear the pain of that passing thought, not now. His senses were suddenly overwhelmed, and his head began to spin. He stumbled forward, before catching himself on you. “Hunter! Sit down, you’re still injured...” You had grabbed his shoulders to catch him, and he leaned in to you.
“I’m still here, Hunter.” You murmured. “We made these decisions as a team. And Tech…he saved us. This isn’t something you need to carry alone. Please, we’ll do this together.” You pleaded, knowing whatever you said, he would still carry the guilt on his own. He knew he didn’t have to, but it was habit. He let out a breath, your soft words bringing him back, grounding him.
Hunter looked you in the eyes, trying to find anything to say. You placed a hand on his cheek, and he leaned in to your touch, feeling more vulnerable than he’d ever had in his life.
You brought your lips to his in a soft, chaste kiss. “I’m here for you. Always.” His mesmerizing brown eyes met yours, and you could see tears forming in the corners. “I know.” He whispered as he brought you back in to another strong embrace, your familiar scent surrounding him. He focused on the sound of your heartbeat, rhythmic and strong. Alive.
He felt your hands on his back, the warmth of your palms radiating through his clothing. He truly didn’t know what he would be without you, especially now, in this moment. You had a way of always knowing what he was thinking. While you were intense and composed on the battlefield, you had a tranquil way about you. Whenever Hunter was stressed by a mission, getting in to his own head about his skills as a leader, you were always there to reassure him. It’s one of the reasons he fell for you.
You melted in to one another, desperately wishing the circumstances were different. He slowly pulled away from you, because if didn’t, he would continue getting lost in you forever. But every second that passed, Omega got further away. You knew it too. Your lives as soldiers weren’t over. Not yet.
He put his hand under your chin, lifting it gently toward his face. “I love you.” He mumbled, pressing a tender kiss on your forehead, before stepping away from you. He moved toward the front of the ship, where Echo and Wrecker were silently sitting, lost in their own dark thoughts.
“I love you, too.” Your heart swelled momentarily, before following him to begin planning your next move, ready to continue the fight.
#uhhhh I didn’t mean to write angst#this kind of helped me process the finale? haha#oops my hand slipped and I wrote a Hunter fic again#I swear I’m still working on a crosshair fic I’m just having writers block on it#the bad batch fanfiction#hunter tbb x reader#Hunter tbb#hunter x fem!reader#the bad batch spoilers#the bad batch#the bad batch x reader#starrycatwrites#Hunter tbb x you#Hunter x you#sergeant hunter#clone force 99
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surprise art attack!!! here’s @deityofhearts ‘s cashmere, everyone’s favorite whimsical tiefling
#pose taken directly from the kikuomiku4 album cover bc i’ve been listening to UFO on repeat for idk how many days now#finally gave me the inspiration i needed to do something like this it’s like both sad and super whimsical#actually tbh it gives me more wishful vibes now that i think about it but 1. idk what wishful looks like and 2. cashmere design my beloved#kikuo just in general has a lot of whimsysad and/or fundark which is why i love him#tbh ufo has quickly shot up to one of my fave songs it’s the iconic accordion and the tempo being unstable in places#uh anyway ignore me being a kikuo nerd again#wahhh this was fun to work on it has consumed me these past three days#jumping up and down hehehehehe#glad i finally cut to the ‘it’s done *collapses*’ stage of the arting process bc i’ve been having trouble finishing pieces lately#man i WISH i could come up with poses this good on my own. idc i’m still proud of this#my art#ok yeah i just got the time total. 12 hours#i knew it would be a long time but i didn’t think that long#tbh a lot of that was spent inefficiently bc i kept having to resize the image up when i realized the pixels were too crunchy#and when you make an image bigger the lines get blurry so then you have to redo them. yeah i had to do that TWICE. like a dummy.#12 hours used to be like par for the course for me but i’ve finally gotten faster. or maybe i’ve just stopped doing as many full figures#lol
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Finally getting a chance to return to tumblr and break this art block after the absolutely hectic last year I had. Gotta slowly catch up on everything I’ve missed on here. And of course already started on working on fgw.
#I hate that I’ve been gone for so long and had no chance to draw#last year I had to quit my job look for a new one#then when I finally got settled I had to start the progress of moving#which I’m still in the process of but fuck it
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so you’re telling me marion collodi is a canonical goddamn time looper
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life and death
pairing: mythicalcreature!jeongin x human?y/n
genre: s2l, fluff, angst, fantasy, royals au, college au
wc: 1.2k
rating: pg-13
warnings: if awkwardness counts :1
summary: wake up, eat, class, study, repeat. that’s all i’ve been doing the past three months since starting at shin university. i knew being a freshman at such a prestigious college would be difficult but why did i have to fall for him too?
my first time publishing my own original writing on tumblr let’s go 🙌🏼 this can also be classified as a teaser for an upcoming fic i’m planning so any and all feedback on this is much appreciated! happy reading <3
with a huff, i put yet another book back in it’s place on the shelves. rolling my shoulders back, i pull out my phone. 5:54pm. i’ve been here for almost three hours which means the building closes in less than ten minutes. i jam the device back into the pocket of my jeans. “i should’ve never agreed to take on this essay” i grumble to myself, walking around the corner to check the other side of the shelf. now i know why no-one else had taken the opportunity to get some extra credit for this class.
at this rate, i won’t even be able to start. picking up another book i flip it around to read the back. my eyes skim over the text but it doesn’t tell me anything i’m looking for. “this is getting ridiculous.” i huff and my voice must be louder than i thought because i can hear someone shush me from a few stacks away. head snapping up, i try peering in-between the shelves but i only see a flash of dark green and denim then nothing.
i feel my shoulders slump and i lean forward, resting my forehead against the books in front of me with a groan, “how am i supposed to find information about mythological creatures when there’s absolutely zero mythological creature books in here?”
“you probably won’t find any.”
i let out a squeak and the book i was holding slips out of my fingers.
i clear my throat and turn and see a boy dressed in a dark green hoodie over blue cargo-style jeans and white chunky sneakers. oh. so it was him. his black hair almost completely covers his eyes as he watches me from where he stands at the end of the row. his face is familiar and i know i’ve seen him around campus before but i don’t remember where.
his voice when speaking doesn’t at all sound like it did when he was shushing me a few moments ago. it was deep but light and a wave of calmness washed over me until he blinks and i’m broken out of the trance. he clears his throat and walks over, crouching down to pick up the book i’d dropped, the pages open and folded underneath it’s own weight. i cringed. the librarian will definitely be on my ass about that later. she’s always hovering close by when students come in here. it’s as if she thinks the books hold more value than their obvious educational purposes. he stands back up and leans over me, intending to put the book back where i’d pulled it from. if i moved even an inch, we’d be touching. i try to keep still, taking in air through my nose and almost coughing it right back out. his cologne is so strong. sweet like honey but laced with smoke and i’m instantly addicted to it.
he stops just as it starts to fill my senses and fog up my brain, moving back still holding the book. did he know i could smell him? my eyes follow his as he holds it out towards me, his expression blank. i reach out to grab it, my fingers brushing against his and we both flinch. it felt like i’d touched the sun itself but wasn’t hurt by it. we quickly step away from each other and i see his hands twitch at his side. i finally notice that his fingers are lightly discoloured and marks of pink and red stretch over the pale skin on the back of his hands. burns? they twitch again and i realise i must’ve been staring for too long.
“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to stare.” the apology already half way out of my mouth when he moves to shove his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. no reply. he just looks at me, his eyes widening a little before falling back into that blank expression i’m already starting to get used to. i fiddle with the books pages wondering if i made him uncomfortable and go to apologise again but before i can say anything he starts speaking although a little quieter than before.
“its fine,” he shuffles on his feet a little. oh right. he probably has study work to finish. “don’t worry about it.” he shrugs as if i had merely bumped into him, not rudely brought attention to a probably traumatic experience for him. i just nod my head, biting my lip slightly and turn to put the book back.
i hear him clear his throat and i spin back around.
“why were you looking for books about mythological creatures?”
“ah, that?” i try to laugh but it comes out as more of a sigh, “i told mrs lee i would submit a creative writing essay for extra credit because my grade in english was falling.” i take a few steps away from the bookshelf towards him.
his face shows no understanding of what i’m talking about so i continue, “i picked mythology because its such an over-used topic and i thought it would be easy to find resources but as you can see i’m in a slump.”
saying it out loud makes me remember where i am. i gasp pulling out my phone, seeing 6:06pm light up my lockscreen. my eyes widen, “we gotta go, the library should’ve been closed by now.” walking past him, i make my way through the stacks and back to the table i was working at. throwing all my pens into the bottom of my bag and grabbing my notebook, i jog back to the row where the boy is but as i turn the last corner and look up, he’s gone. i slow to a stop, my bag sliding off my shoulder. i couldn’t have been gone for more than a few seconds. i didn’t even get to ask what his name was.
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adjusting the bag on his shoulder, the boy speed walks further and further away from the library, twisting and turning down the empty hallways of shin university. pushing the door open to the men’s bathroom, he rushes inside, going towards the mirrors on the far wall, the conversation he’d just run from still replaying in his head.
“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to stare.”
he was caught off guard. his scars have never been visible by anyone other than his brothers. dropping his bag on the floor behind him, he moves his hands up in-front of his face turning them back and forth. still the same old discoloured and scarred skin, nothing had changed in the three minutes it took for him to get here. but how? his brows furrow, watching the skin ripple as he closes his fist. blowing a puff of air through his lips he pulled his phone out of his pocket, dialling the one person who he thought would be able keep a secret.
“chan hyung?” wincing as his shaky voice echoes slightly around him, “can you meet me at the dorms,” his phone suddenly vibrates. a notification. pulling it away from his ear he checks the screen.
this is message is regarding an anonymous claim against you for potentially revealing forbidden information to a human and in turn jeopardising the clé court safety and secrecy. if this activity continues, your family status in the yellow wood council will be reviewed and terminated if deemed necessary.
jeongin swallows hard, his throat suddenly completely dry. he brings his phone back up to his ear, “alone.”
#um… surprise?#finally here’s SOME of the jeongin fic i’ve been working on for 2yrs now#i’m still in the process of writing the rest !! but thanks to a friend (u know who u are and ily) i got the courage to post what i finished#id love to hear any and all feedback! my asks are always open to you guys <3#stray kids imagines#stray kids fantasy au#skz imagines#skz x reader#skz fanfic#jeongin imagines#jeongin x reader#jeongin x y/n#i.n imagines#i.n x reader#i.n x y/n#hyunlore#skz#<3
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finished
#my emotions are very !!!!!!!!#both bad and good#i knew It would happen but I’m still sad about it!!!!#as a resident kora/gunnar simp i won but i suffered#that final battle scene on the king’s gaze was a FEAST#i can’t even imagine how the directors cut is going to improve#oh and jimmy!!!!!!!!#rebel moon spoilers#need to watch again to process#part three when ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
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had a little bit of a freak out #moment and rearranged my entire room
#the thought process being#i hate it here so much and i can’t control that until school is over#but what i CAN control#is laboriously moving around every single piece of furniture in my room#honestly i’m a little pissed i feel like i finally unlocked what the vibe of the room should be#and now i’m moving out in two months :/#the ‘moment’ in question was spread out over two days and so many hours of sweat#and an hour round trip drive to work to get my tool bag instead of spending money on a new drill battery charger for the 1 drill i had hlme#and it’s still not done#it’s done being reorganized it’s just not all put away quite yet. it just looks like my room is messy again#even though the process was clean > move furniture > put stuff away#but the last step is being delayed…… there’s stuff in my floor#also did i do laundry during all of this? the chore i need to do most desperately? certainly not
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my ticket finally came!! 🩷
#i rarely have to use my full english name unless it’s stuff like this that i have to verify myself#and it always reminds me just how long it is ajshsbsjsk#like especially in korea but honestly even by like american standards#think it’s like 26 characters total including the two spaces since i have to do my first middle and last name 😅#long ass line blacking it out taking up half the ticket#diamond life#anyways story time!#no one knows the stress interpark has put me through in the process of actualy receiving this ticket….#was supposed to be mailed out like within a week of buying it#took forever to do that#Then they finally did like sometime last week and said expect it to come 3-5 days#and it came thru the post office and i was like okay probably next week because they don’t deliver on weekends#or so i thought#anyways that was like thursday i think? then i get a text like friday afternoon#saying oh we tried to call you to come deliver the ticket (bc i have to sign for it) but you didn’t answer so#even though i did not have a single call that wasn’t a saved number all day#so i immediately called the number that texted me and they were like well it’s too late to come today#(it was like 4pm)#and it’s about to be the weekend so we’ll come on monday just make sure you answer the phone this time#even though they literally never called me in the first place 🙄#pretty sure they were just pretending so they could go home early on a friday ahsjsks#but the thing was. i wasn’t even expecting it until this upcoming week so they could have just waited and i never would have known#ANYWAYS so i was like okay fine i’ll make sure someone is here to get it on monday#tell me why i slept in bc it’s sunday and i don’t have rehearsal and i was woken up by a call#they’re like i’ll be coming to deliver your ticket in about an hour!#like it is literally sunday and you said you couldn’t deliver on weekends…..but whatever i was like oh 네 감사합니다 you know#then dude came like. 5 mins later i’m still basically half asleep and look like a mess#but anyways none of that really matters now bc i finally have my ticket but#it put me through so much unnecessary stress bc i’m always paranoid about stuff like this until i have it physically in my hand#even though i knew it was gonna come and be okay
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WELCOME TO EDEN’S END - Far Cry 5
[template by @unholymilf]
#oc insp: Lorna Holt#oc insp: Rocky Blackburn#god I’ve been wanting to make far cry ocs for SO LONG#and I’ve been replaying fc5 so here have some fresh baked babes#technically STILL baking cause well I was up late af in the early stages of developming them#but I’m impatient and wanna share#Lorna is the deputy and Rocky is her cousin#they weren’t close like at all growing up#but then he disappeared out of nowhere and everyone just assume he finally left Montana to start a new life of his own#but then the more Lorna gets tangled in the Eden’s Gate chaos she learns that Rocky was actually kidnapped by them#and he was passed around the Seeds as they tried to brainwash him#for the most part they didn’t succeed. Rocky just started acting like he was gung-ho for Joseph to survive#Lorna gets LIVID and tears through everyone in her way to rescue him#and then the two team up to take down the cult - growing pretty close in the process cause Lorna is insanely protective of him now
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I’m several weeks late but to celebrate finally getting my driver’s license I’m gonna spend a frankly ridiculous amount of money on a single (1) beverage
#There’s this one local boba tea/coffee place… their drinks are SO good but stupid expensive.#I’m not nearly employed enough to be wasting this kind of money on DRINKS#Especially when Dollar Tree just restocked their canned taro boba#But I mean. Canned boba doesn’t compare to the stupid fancy little drinks I can get here#Why does it even come in a can? Very impractical way to drink a beverage containing lots of solid chunks. You need a straw.#You can’t just crack the can open and chug it like you could with Coke or beer. It’s very easy for the balls to get stuck in the can.#I digress. I finally have a car I can drive & a license & my mom is allowing me to drive alone so I deserve a stupid little indulgent treat#Oh Jesus fuck now that I have a license I have to get a job next to pay for gas.#I’m neurodivergent and a minor (for a few more months) and a guitar player I have so much Unemployed Girl Swag I should never have to work#no but it’s insane because it feels like two seconds ago I was 13 & now all of a sudden I’m 17 and have to apply to college & apply for job#& all sort of other vaguely Grown Up responsible shit#Still haven’t emotionally processed the fact I’m not 15 anymore!! What the hell!!!!
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DAY 68 -
Another agent gone MIA today as the Rogue Umpires claim two lives in our game against the Baltimore Crabs.
agent Mimosa Arslan, himself a replacement following the disappearance of agent Rivers Rosa, was with us for a total of 27 immaterial days before his own untimely demise. Hye Brighella has been recruited to take his place.
The Crabs lost one of their own when Ramirez Winters was incinerated shortly after agent Arslan. Their new player is one Avery Cascabel.
RIV o7
#blaseball#blaseball updates#houston spies#RIV 😔#Mimosa Arslan gone far too soon#i was still processing Rosa’s death#man i’m shrimping about the spies deaths#when Rivers R died it was Esme pitching. both s1 OGS for the ffs and thieves. Esme was already having a bad day#and then went on to allow the Lift to collect 21 total runs. clearly shaken by the loss of an old friend#today it was Reese Clark for the Crabs. Margarito Nava for the Spies. a former spy and a new spy…. both fire eaters back in the old sim#and Parker……… twice now Parker has hit a home run after watching a fellow crab die in front of him#playing angry#Parker……… you ok bud?#the sim let him have 1 nice season of being free from fire walker/super roamin’#finally able to settle. make friends. relax and have fun. and then the sim goes back to tormenting him#killing those friends and it has nothing to do with him this time. it happens whether he’s there or not.
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Something that I need to revisit — a pain I keep burying, and words I wish I could have said.
This is very out of character, especially for someone like Jumin. Feel free to skip this piece; I couldn’t come up with an ending.
“Do you… do you not want to be with me anymore?”
“I don’t.”
Your heart paused - then hammered with a vengeance in your chest.
Jumin’s words - so immediate, so decisive - were worse than any punch to your gut. You had done it. You pushed your… husband…? So far away that he couldn’t find his way back.
And he didn’t want to.
Realizing you weren’t breathing, you shakily turned to face your desk. What were you supposed to say? What were you going to do, now? The man you had been with for so much of your life didn’t want you anymore.
The man who had promised you forever decided forever was too long.
Jumin spoke your name - loud and firm - but all you could hear was a sharp ringing in your ear. Like a bomb had exploded near you. Or inside of you.
“You don’t need to worry about anything. I’ll have the divorce papers filed and faxed to you.”
“Jumin —”
“Forgive me. But I don’t want to hear any more excuses from you.”
So cold — so unfeeling. You had done that to him.
“I… I’m sorry —”
“I know. You’ve said it many times before.”
“Jumin.” You stumbled towards him. You didn’t like begging anybody for anything. But there were always firsts for everything. Clasping your hands in front of you, you stared into his eyes, void of any sentiment. “I know I haven’t been easy to live with, but you can’t…”
Jumin crossed his arms definitively over his chest — blocking himself from you completely. “I can’t what. I can’t leave? Is that what you’d like to say?”
Power surged through your voice. “I promised you till death do us part, and you promised me the same!”
He didn’t say anything. His expression towards you didn’t change.
“You — you saw me at my worst, and decided that it was too much?”
“Every time I tried to help you, you shoved me away. You were always angry with me over something — something.” A trace of emotion escapes Jumin’s lips. “Each time, you’d apologize. But nothing came from it. You remained closed off, hostile, insufferable.”
You trembled harder now. “Have you stopped to think that I’ve put up with your imperfections without complaint? I’ve always had an open ear for you. My arms were always open for you. And — when things were too hard for you to talk about, I’d show you more compassion than you had ever shown yourself.”
Jumin’s eyes stayed trained on yours. “You didn’t sit in front of our bedroom door, stressed beyond belief because I wouldn’t open the door for you. You didn’t have to chase after me —”
“I didn’t?!”
Jumin closed his mouth and clenched his jaw. The vein on the side of his neck started to swell.
You swiped hastily at the tears in your eyes. “I know I can be difficult. I know that I still have a lot to heal from, but I am not the only one.”
Jumin’s brows lowered.
“When you proposed to me, did you stop to consider that I am my own person suffering from my own demons? Or were you too absorbed in what you wanted in the moment?”
Jumin didn’t say anything. His body language didn’t reveal anything to you. His silence was deafening.
Frustrated beyond comprehension, you broke the skin on your palms, nails digging too far in. “When you saw me… all of me… you decided it was too much. But the surface level of my soul would have sufficed, right? The honeymoon phase of us was enough, right?”
Jumin finally broke eye contact with you… and checked his watch. “Can we wrap this up? I have a meeting in ten minutes.”
Your fingertips tingled. Your head pounded. Finally, your knees buckled — and you retched into the trash bin beside your desk.
#mystic messenger#jumin han#mein schatz#jumin x mc#thought I could write more#a closure of some kind#but I don’t know how to - and that’s okay.#i know — I’m still taking a break from Jumin#but I needed to yank this out of me#because it’s hindering my healing process#while it isn’t okay for me to go about this world drenched in my trauma#i still deserve love. and support. and for the promise of forever to stay Forever.#the healing process is never easy#it goes up and down - left and right - past clouds and deep down into murky swamps#and I still have people in my corner — even after all that#the people who left - well#their rejection of my shadow hurts more than I’d like to admit#it’ll be all right though ♥️#it encourages me to embrace those who finally speak of their pain - their trauma#embrace them the way I wasn’t - to break that cycle of anger and self-loathing#hooo I’m all emotional now >w<#GOOD. IT’S WORKIN. 🌱#Spotify
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these violent delights spoilers below 😞😞
paul and julian leaving notes for each other to secretly plan their escape and julian leaving one that said to tell him he loved him so paul filled the entire note with “I love you” until it became scribbles just for him to try and kill him and himself so they could be together forever
#I know I already talked about but I am still processing#PAUL REALIZING WHEN JULIAN SAYS I LOVR YOU ITS NOT TO CONTROL PAUL BUT HIM SHOWING HIS VULNERABILITY#Julian begging paul to let him finally make him happy and to take care of him#I’m making myself sick
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