The wrong universe
Part fifteen
Part 14 - Part 16
Hey folks, short message from me, I'm finally getting my divers license, that's why I can't post anything for two weeks! I can try but I will be busy everyday. I just wanted to say thank you to all the lovely comments, answers and reblogs, I read every single message and I am so glad I got y'all as a community^^
Tags: @thessm04 @huffle-ego @elderlyfish @greenmenace @rubbish78 @silvervultur3 @friendlyneighborhood-spiderblog @not-ur-mamas-mothman @doc-blu @logan-the-dionysian @a-very-long-lankin @erikommie @mokyo-b-roual
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Honestly I cant even blame kian because I would also kiss becky even knowing that she's a bug and if she shoved her stinger down my throat and killed me it would be worth it. Actually becky should kiss me instead of him
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discord's whiteboard is so dogshit look at this horrid lil link i doodled
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Heads Up 7 Up
Thank you for the tag @pluttskutt !!
This is from my new WIP The Strawberry Killer (that's for an assignment at uni and due in five days and I'm no where near done)
And so, she drove on in silence, listening to the sound of her tires on the road, and the cicadas and crickets and whatever else was out there sing their ominous song. Eventually, she drives past a cornfield, the first change in scenery since she found herself traveling this awful road. She glances at it, the tall stalks just mere silhouettes in the darkness. Something—what, she can never be sure—beckons for her attention. It leaves the back of her neck standing on end, and every few seconds she finds herself having to stare into the field, making sure that nothing is staring back. Even if something were, she would never know. The light of the moon in the fog is not enough to see by.
I tag @fearofahumanplanet , @inkspellangel , and @dogmomwrites !!
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Help me. This is some vent art I made (I also made a gif of it but it’s to big to put here)
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3 months ago, a cat found us, a month after my grandma died, he came into our garden, he was so skinny and scared of everything, but he was also so cute and friendly and looking for love
I'd sit with him for hours, just outside our house, my parents wouldn't let him inside, they'd never let me keep a pet, not once my entire life, but i didn't care. I named him anyway, I fed him, I brushed him, I cared for him, I protected him from the other neighbor cats and eventually, incredibly, we won them over. Gingerino finally had a home to call his own.
Today my beloved Gingerino was run over by a car, he barely made it inside our garden before he left us, I tried to reanimate him but there was nothing to be done.
I can't explain how wrong It felt, to see his eyes go wide and body fall slack, to not feel him reacting to my touch, to not recoil at his feet being touched
I love him, my first cat. I loved him with everything I had, I bought every single toy, scratch post, feeding puzzle and catnip thing I could without draining my funds, I wanted to give him everything. I thought him tricks, he loved treats so much, and he was so smart, he learned so many.
Our family loved him, he was part of our family, and now he's gone, and we're lesser because of it.
I'll miss him, so much. I'm not okay, I'm not gonna be okay anytime soon.
Please grandma, take care of him, I know you'll love him as I do, he likes scratches under the chin, company and food, all food, but especially chicken.
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