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#PLEASE just leave me ALONE
p-l-a-g-u-3 · 4 months
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I am perfectly HAPPY being a single Pringles unable to mingle, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
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waitaminuteashh · 7 months
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if one more fucking neurotypical person tells me I'm not autistic, I'm just "shy and introverted" I'm going to start biting people
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yusrasyang · 1 month
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You guys PLEASE stop asking me for donations and stuff. I know a lot of them are scammers, but like for a few of the profiles that even if they were real. I. COULDN'T. HELP. YOU. REGARDLESS.
I'm literally unable to donate in any way, nor do I have a big enough platform to be asking for others to donate.
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merinate · 5 months
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aaaaaaaaaaaa im so fucking overstimulated today i need to be left alone👹👹👹
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For the Singer/Bodyguard AU, what about Gil was injured protecting Thena in her tour and Thena was taking care of her, suddenly Gil asked if she could sing for him? I can really imagine him falling asleep in the middle of the song and Thena secretly kissing him🫣
"Oh, Gil," Thena sighed, sitting herself next to Gil, who was laid in one of the many beds on the tour bus.
After the incident that was having to intercept a fan charging the stage and ending up falling into the pit, Gil was on painkillers and bed rest for the night with a pulled shoulder and twisted ankle. Nothing that would put him out of commission for the rest of the tour, but enough that Thena hadn't left his side for a moment.
The rest of the crew was divided up into making sure no one approached the tour bus, getting food, breaking down what of the stage and equipment had to go with them, and etc.
"Stop making that face."
Thena opened her eyes - interrupting her misery - just to glare down at him. "What face?"
"That face," Gil looked up at her, turning his head while the rest of him felt loosey-goosey. "That's your worrying face."
"I don't have a worrying face."
"You do, it's that one," Gil pointed out, and it did ultimately get a laugh out of her, however weak. "You get that face when you're preparing for a live performance, or when you have to do an interview, or when you have to go to some party."
"You make it sound as if I do nothing but worry all the time," Thena frowned down at him (as she pulled the blankets higher up).
"Well, not all the time," Gil sighed as she adjusted his pillows for him too. He nestled into them with a contented smile.
Thena's face hovered somewhere between a contented frown or an unhappy smile.
"It's my job, you know."
"Your job is to keep me at a distance," she whispered, wilting on her perch on the edge of the bed. "Not to get hurt doing so."
"My job is to protect you, Thena." Gil pulled his good arm out from the blanket, although she tried to stop it as he did. But he let her take his hand, just so he could thread their fingers together. He caught her eye, hoping she would really listen to him through all those voices in her head. "My job is to keep you safe, and I'd do anything to accomplish it."
"Gil," Thena started.
But he shook his head, "no arguments. I'm in charge, and I say that tonight was a good night."
Thena pursed her lips, trailing her eyes from the shoulder he couldn't lift above his head to the ankle he had limped back on. "I disagree."
Gil took in her pinched lip and the little knot between her brows. He shuffled on the bed again. "Sing something for me?"
"What?"
"I'm-" Gil paused to yawn in the middle of his sentence, "beat. You're already here--sing something for me? Just a little something?"
"Like what?" Thena laughed, although her hand wandered up to brush over his cheek.
Gil let his eyes drift closed with the picture of her looking at him like that in his mind. "Just whatever you sing when we're in the car, or when you're brushing your hair."
Thena smiled. Gil was drifting off to sleep, or at the very least doing a pretty good job of pretending he was. She never thought of it when she sang lightly throughout her daily life. But of course Gil would notice. He probably noticed it was usually the same song, too.
She hadn't released it, yet. She might never, really. It was just a light little tune that had come to her one night while in the limo with him. It was back when they had just started working together, and they were just talking about nothing at all.
He had held out a hand without a second thought. She hadn't understood at first but he offered a gentle smile, "your jewellery. You're dying to take it off, right? I'll hold onto it for you."
It was such a simple little thing. Her ears were both double pierced, but any other ear cuffs or third piercings were just for show. And she didn't wear much jewellery herself because the clasps just irritated her skin.
She had just stared, pulling off the ear cuffs, the extravagant - excessive - golden necklace, the bracelets--all of it. She handed them over to Gil, who slipped them all into his inside pocket.
"Kingo can blame me for them being tangled," he excused, already knowing she would be worried about it.
And ever since then, she had been humming her sweet little tune to herself whenever her mind strayed to her head of security.
"I spy, with my little tired eye, tiny as a firefly... "
Thena ran her fingers through his hair, singing the light tune as his breathing evened out. It wouldn't have surprised her if he had been faking being tired enough to sleep just to put her at ease. But soon a light snore came from him.
It was hard to sing when she was smiling so much.
The short song ended, but Thena remained leaning over him. He must have been truly exhausted to drift off just like that. Not that she wasn't, herself--they were all exhausted from touring. But Gil especially didn't get the rest he deserved, she was sure.
Thena tilted her head at him, tucking some hair behind her ear. He looked sweet, lying there with his face totally relaxed. She didn't get to see it that way often. He could look so serious when they were working, but she also knew it to be laughing and smiling just as often.
She liked his laugh. She liked his smile.
Thena leaned over, touching her lips to his. Just on a whim--just an idea that popped into her head. Just...the littlest of little kisses.
She liked it.
"You guys okay in here?"
Thena rushed to stand up, whacking her head off the roof of the bus bed on her way. "Shit!"
"Thena?"
"H-Hey," she smiled as the rest of the crew filed onto the bus with their spoils. She held her hands behind her back, walking towards the end of the bus with her bed and its curtain. "Find everything okay?"
"Yeah--hopefully the next stop has more open at this time of night."
Thena just nodded, hoping the faintness of the bus lights would hide the burning in her cheeks.
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sophieezastrology · 8 months
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come on. entertain us. we want to hear your thoughts
Fuck off. I don't need to tell you anything. I'm just as much of a human as you are. ... I'm going to put my phone away for a while. Just.. Don't try anything funny.
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gayleafpool · 1 year
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men r truly the worst bc they will start off so friendly and non threatening but the second they realize ur not interested and that ur trying to let them down easy they get so aggressive and pushy so fast
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charliethinks · 9 months
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“i know you are ghosting me” ok then fuck off and quit texting me.
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whorenerdking · 1 year
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people be like ‘oh I love chubby!’ and ‘there’s nothing wrong with having weight on you!’ when what they mean is the soft, evenly proportioned chubby people that aren’t too chubby and are still pretty
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543634 · 2 years
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social workers are ruining my mental health 
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zafirosreverie · 2 years
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Hello, to everyone! Yes you! And you! Just- everyone!
You don’t know the context of this but whoever you are out there, I strongly suggest you stop stalking people.
It’s invading their privacy.
It’s disgusting.
And why in the fuck would you even do that? Does no one give you enough attention? Go touch some grass, that might help.
Whoever needed this message, and are feeling unsafe on tumblr due to possibly being stalked online, block every acc they make til they stop or report them! Both is also good!
Have a nice day, this is Froggie going to burn down some shit.
-🐀
💕💕💕💕💕
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yay-depression · 1 year
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god being trans in america really sucks rn
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beautifulsummersunsets · 10 months
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Today, i’ve been introduced to a friend of one of my friends husband. The truth though, is that i’m not really interested in a romantic relationship right now, so i’ve just told this to the guy in question since the beggining because i don’t want to toy with anyones feelings… but he didn’t stop his efforts and continued to “conquer” my heart, even though i told him again and again to stop.
So anyway, here’s our conversation in a nutshell.
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Like literally that was his only reason why he wanted to talk to me and now i’ve got anxiety because he doesn’t leave me alone and just keep texting me non stop.
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official-nuts · 1 year
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i have so many followers!!
they are all sex bots who 🤤 type 😈 like 😏 this 😩
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matthew-patel · 1 year
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my dad just told me these pants are way too small on me even though they’re literally super big on my waist and they’re one of the three pants i own that are actually comfortable
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