#i don't blame you
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tobin stop looking at your wife's ass challenge
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A question for Mycroft fans: Which of Mycroft's outfits is your favourite and why is it the Christmas suit?
#mycroft holmes#I don't blame you#it's mine too#THE CORDS#how can you not love it#how can you not love him#I think I need help#bbcsherlock
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Made this special for all you Wally fans! I'm planning on definitely making more for you all, so keep an eye out for my little treats to you!
#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#digital art#wally darling#wally fanart#welcome home wally#wally x y/n#wally x you#i love wally#for all the simps#i don't blame you#I'm kind of one too#but it'll just be a secret#between you & me#shhhhhh......
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Bitches love weird and unsettling guys (fresh sans)
what
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I fear no man... But that thing..... It scares me....
Meanwhile, the Thing:
She has plans to Kill
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1x17 - Kate&Lucy v... a band.
#ncis hawaii#ncis hawai'i#kacy#kate x lucy#top 3 favorite duos#oh that'd be a fun gifset eventually#but need more duo time next season wheee#yasmine al bustami#tori anderson#lucy tara#kate whistler#mine#mine: ncis hawaii#have all my mutuals that don't watch blacklisted me yet#i don't blame you#and oddly yet not sorry
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y'all really like fox huh
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It ain't the being alone.
She'd been alone all her life. Had grown comfortable with it. Had known loneliness like an old friend. Had known. For never had loneliness wounded her the way it did now. She now knows that loneliness had left her long ago and had not been her companion since he walked into her life.
It ain't the empty home, baby.
She looks around at the house they'd called home. She is haunted by a memory. A memory of the rafters being filled with laughter and joy as he waltzed her around their dining room. A memory of the smell of spiced meats and mouth-watering dishes. Memories of endless hours of talking, of enjoying each others' companies as the fire crackled and the rain poured down outside.
These memories fade, leaving her in the cold, desolate house she had built for them. Portraits smile at her from the walls, cruel remembrances of a time no longer present. The fire no longer crackles. The stove no longer houses their cooking. And the floors remain un-danced.
You know I'm good on my own.
As she stares at a dent in the wall, she also remembers the endless fights. Him complaining that she was always gone. Shouting that she was never around. Her yelling back that she was around. All the time. That she should be allowed her own time and space. That she shouldn't need to be so firmly attached to him at all times that they fuse into one person. They had been born separate for a reason.
She remembers the silence after that. Should've predicted what came next.
You know it's more the being unknown.
He did not speak to her again, except for short words, curt answers. He was never in the house unless it was to sleep, and somedays, he did not even return for that. He no longer remembered the secrets they had shared with smiles. He no longer cared to remember her favorites, her laugh, her song. It was as if he was methodically un-remembering her.
And oh, how her heart broke at that.
And there are some people, love, who are better unknown.
She presses a hand to her chest, surprised to see it come away clean. The pain of her heart is so acute she believes she should be bleeding.
For it was not just the un-remembering. She had found out later, after he had left for the last time, that he had found someone new. Had wooed and courted this other with as much fervor as he had her. Had made them laugh, had danced with them, had enjoyed their company as ardently as he had with her.
It was then her heart cleaved. Was rent in two. Never to be mended. To be removed completely from his memory... to be treated as if she had never existed... No, there was no coming back from that.
It would've been better if she had never met him, she thinks to herself. For the good did not outweigh the bad.
She thinks back to how often he would dismiss her. Would not share in her excitement the closer they got to the end. Was it her fault? Should she have tried harder?
No. Her resolve hardens. The blame is not hers to carry. Not when he left the way he did. Not when he abandoned her before she even knew it was over.
She stands and looks at the match burning in her hand. She lets it fall to the ground and walks out of the burning house, burning the memories of him with it.
Nothing would grow on that patch of land again. She had ensured it. Had coaxed her magic back to her after years of suppressing it to make him happy. Never again would she debase herself the way she had allowed him to debase her.
She is the most powerful witch of her age. And the world would remember her power once more.
Starting with him and his pretty new bride.
#is this a songfic?#it started that way#unknown/nth by hozier gets me every time#i don't think i've ever listened to that song without crying#so i needed to write about it#i strayed off from the original intention of the song#but i believe everyone deserves to heal from heartbreak#and i guess if you think about it#the ending of this story is about redemption#similar to the message of first light by hozier#actually no it isn't#bc of the rage of those last few sentences#oh well#if you read the full thing i love you#if you didn't#i don't blame you#it was long#there is no fandom connection so people probably won't notice this one#but i enjoyed writing it so that's all that matters to me#ace writes#my writing
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It's the way I would commit a crime just to be one of Rhysand's groupies in jail
Your podcast is literally just "Free Rhys" even though he got caught in 4k
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Looking at my AO3 stats... Damn, people do love their men fat, full and whimpering
#i don't blame you#queer feedism#lov talks#feedism writing#next fic i'm planning to write is a total jock fattening into a docile fat thing 💜 now
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@reginalucem
//Zelda, leaning on the fourth wall: EXCUSE YOU DOES HAVING BOTH MEAN NOTHING
"My love! P-Please don't get involved, it's very dangerous!"
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y are u all unfollowing me i'm kang taehyun in the flesh
#is it because I haven't posted in 6 millenia#i don't blame you#next week i write all my finals for the term#after that Tumblr is my full-time job fr 👍
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I'm wondering now. Is Vega a devil fruit user?
Be surprised when I say this, but she isn't (not yet at least). Those dragon features on her are not a result of a devil fruit whatsoever. It's a result of her being experimented on when she was younger.
I would've made her one, but the Buku Buku no Mi exists & has some bits that are kind of similar to what I have. Just know that what I had mind was a storyteller based one that would allow her to make the creations she makes in her stories to become real, sentient, & have lives of their own. Even if she dies, they'll still live on as long as the stories of theirs still exist.
Would've also let one experience her stories like they're actually experiencing it play out in front of their eyes.
#I can see why one would think that#I don't blame you#Datura Asks#sweet ramblings of mine#oc: vega lustirra
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#magic school bus#out of context#ms frizzle#wanda#arnold#liz#i don't blame you#i blame your crummy idea#shade#burn#ouch#recycling#Holiday Special
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Admit your in love with her n move on. Nobody wants to see that
See what you did @simplyholl
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Can we all agree with the fact that..
... this is actually a blog ran by Gio & Ghetsis, yet I got the feeling that 90% in here want to either kill Ghetsis or just ask him questions out of curiosity, boredom or knowing that he hates everything up to the point where he's ironically the guy who keeps people entertained lol. Like..
Once a bastard, always a bastard but he gets the attention his narcissistic a$$ demands whether he likes it or not.
#i don't blame you#it's fun to annoy him#dude has calmed down a lot tho#he's just internally bitter depressed and full of hatred lol#swagsis
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