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When it comes to creative writing, the best plan is whichever one that actually works. Individual habits, patterns, and needs of writers are mainly why there are so many plans to choose from in the first place.
#just felt like sharing#writers#writerblr#writers of tumblr#writing advice#writing community#creative writing#writing tips
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So one of my close buddies invited me to have a threesome with them and their boyfriend yesterday. I was kinda surprised to find out the dude was a two pump chump, but I guess it'd be awkward to break up the fun so early, and she was clearly enjoying to get fucked mindless for a change. He touched her up a bit after, didn't stick around for too long though, but I made sure she could be heard throughout the apartment.
Did I just cuck that guy? I couldn't tell it if was premeditated or what, and she's texting me saying we should do it again soon, with or without him. Idk if there's a moral to the story, fuck your friends I guess?
#Just felt like sharing#Also they're a tomboy so it's related to the blog#ftm misgendering#ftm detrans kink#ftmtf kink#detrans kink#fakeboy#ftmtf#fr33use
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Travis Stoll may seem like he doesn’t take anything seriously. He does have that general feeling about him. That he will never stop smiling, even if the world around him burns. Many relate it with a need of keeping his prankster, troublemaker, son of Hermes reputation. Only few know that it’s an effect and not a cause.
Travis and Connor’s mother was an airline pilot. She never cared much about being a mother, what she cared about was flying, above anything else. Maybe she was wrong for not caring about her sons or maybe it would be wrong to waste such a promising career over a byproduct of what was supposed to be the love of her life and instead turned into nothing. She didn’t know. Morals were never her thing anyway, flying was. So she handed two little boys to their grandmother and flew to all edges of the world. The summer grandma Stoll died was the summer Travis and Connor found Camp Half-blood. Their mother took a chance to send them to this “excellent boarding school” and she never looked back. First, calls were frequent, then, a little too far apart and then, Travis wasn’t even sure when they stopped altogether.
But Travis wasn’t the one to cry for his mommy. He was a demigod and he had a younger brother to care for. So, like a real son of god of liars, that he was,he mastered the art of pretending not to take anything seriously.
And so, he acted like he didn’t care. He didn’t care: about the war coming, about looming possibility of death, about all the unclaimed and children of minor gods that were slipping away, no matter how hard he tried, and he was their counsellor, and it was his responsibility to keep them, but he just couldn’t find a way to. He didn’t care about his treacherous brother, who betrayed him and left him in this hopeless situation to pick up the pieces or about this little children, that he practically helped raise, forced to become soldiers or about a certain daughter of Demeter accusing him and his siblings of being spies and breaking his heart into a thousand little pieces and he most definitely did NOT care about his mother.
Except he did.
#cabin 11#pjo headcanon#travis stoll#connor stoll#pjo#percy jackson#tratie#stoll brothers#just felt like sharing
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One Day I Will Return To Your Side: Disco Elysium and Hauntology
#will to live#disco elysium#hauntology#communism#de#de spoilers#disco elysium spoilers#screencaps arent mine#article isn't either obviously#just felt like sharing#cuz this stuff made me cry#and filled me with hope#be vigilant#i love you
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FREE YOURSELF
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Pompompurin bc he is the only Sanrio character I care about lol
Just wanted everyone to know
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the way I've been in love with josh hutcherson for the past 15!!!! years of my life like I'm being dead serious I crushed on him the first time I watched zathura and he's been such an important person in my life ever since like we've been literally growing up together and I just love him so sk much omg I think I'm going insane
#just felt like sharing#my insanity#sorry i miss him#i love him#but daddy i love him#josh hutcherson#josh futturman#mike schmidt#derek danforth#peeta mellark#clapton davis#sean anderson#franklin fox#i could go on and on with his characters all day long tbh#i need therapy#i need sleep#i need heeeeelp#i need him in my bed#i need him#jhutch
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After a fight in girl form, Ranma runs and locks herself in the bathroom. Akane finds her inside, in fetal position and crying, and tries to comfort her and find out why she's so distraught. Ranma looks at her with her big, blue tear filled eyes and says she's dying.
Akane, immediately filled with fear, grabs the other girl and asks her what she's talking about. Ranma starts babbling noncoherently about how she's been poisoned because her whole body is sore, and she's experiencing horrible stomach pain, mood swings, and that she's bleeding.
Akane quickly begins searching Ranma's body for injuries and is unable to find any. All while doing this, she's racking her brain with suspects of who could've done this? Herb? Cologne?
She tersely asks Ranma, "Where?" And Ranma just starts crying even harder. That's when Akane sees the red stain in Ranma's yellow pajama shorts.
Akane immediately goes and get's Kasumi, and it's a long night of Kasumi explaining the changes Ranma's body is experiencing.
Even though it scared Akane half to death, the only thing Akane can find to be mad about is that Ranma look's so pretty, even when she cries.
#ranma 1/2#rankane#akane tendo#matching set <33#ranma saotome#this may be stupid idk#just felt like sharing#also ranma being dramatic in guy form and nabiki saying#someone's on their period#and her being completely right
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"Gay Rammstein" - Claudii (TikTok) talking about Käärijä in Eurovision.
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Hey, before I go to sleep, has anyone pointed out yet that this would have been the last time Win saw Team alive if he'd drowned for real?
Anyway, good night! <3
#between us the series#between us#just felt like sharing#it's fun to share#look at his sweet little smile#as he leaves his car in win's possession#off to enjoy a day of learning#while win probably imagines another routine day ahead of him#snuggling with team at the end of it#and he's not wrong but also#some other stuff is gonna happen first
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Concussion - E.M
Summary: You suffer a concussion and Eddie promises he’ll aid you back to health.
Warnings: None.
Mutuals Tag: @mad-elia @garfieldsladybird @lalaland06 @sagesworlddd
Darkness surrounded your eyes as you felt into what felt like nothing, your head hitting the ground.
Not long after being rushed to the hospital you awoke in what looked like a hospital bed, your clothes had been removed and replaced with what seemed to be a hospital gown.
Slowly you attempted to lift your head up to look around, your neck ached as the muscles were pulled.
“Hey hey, don’t,” you heard a soft voice coated with panic next to you. “It’s Eddie.”
You managed to turn your head in the direction of his voice, “What happened?” Your voice came out scratchy and sore.
His eyes bored into yours searching for any reaction to pain on your body. “You fainted, don’t know what happened actually.” He scratched the back of his neck.
You felt a sharp discomfort in your right arm looking down at it you noticed an IV poked through your skin.
As you became to scratch the area Eddie grabbed your wrist pulling it away, “Don’t play with it.” He pushed out a forced laugh seeing your state.
“It’s itchy though.” You mumbled back, pulling your arm back to your chest. “Where’s everyone else?”
Looking around you noticed Eddie was the only one sat in the hospital room with you.
Eddie gave you a small smile, “It’s just me here, everyone else went home. Told them i’d take care of you.”
You smiled back and nodded, “Yes, Eddie Munson you are now my personal maid.” He laughed at your words leaning back in his chair in relief you were alright.
“That I can do,” he paused holding eye contact with you. “Your majesty.”
Eddie stood up quickly only just to kneel in front of you, with a small chuckle you gave him your hand to which he responded with a kiss on the top.
You weren’t worried anymore, you knew Eddie would take care of you and nurse you back to health as best as he can. You weren’t worried anymore because you finally realised he cared about you as much as you cared about him.
#rox writes#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson oneshot#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson x gn!reader#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fic#eddie munson#stranger things#stranger things fic#eddie munson is the love of my life#just felt like sharing#please reblog
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Just remembered the dream I had where fangamer released a new Spamton push which was the same as the one they already had except this one had real human hair on its head and I ordered one and it would breathe and like fog up the bag it was in
Like it didn't move or talk or anything it would just breathe heavily and its breath was warm and it was super creepy
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got rickrolled by my German teacher today 😔
#she likes to play music during our class#more specifically#80's or 90's#and yeah- good ol Ricky came on 😔#rickroll#talking#just felt like sharing#:')
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Knowing that labels can change is a wonderful thing. Like initially I identified as a gnc cis girl, then as just genderqueer as an umbrella term and now as a genderqueer androgyne because I believe that those labels fit and describe my identity best for who I am right now. I like though that I can pick and choose what I call myself as I evolve and understand myself better. I like that I can be fluid with my identity and that I am not locked into one way of being forever. I like that I can change my pronouns whenever I want. I greatly appreciate the people in my life who have given me the room to grow and explore and just be me because I know that a lot of people aren’t able to do that. I like that I can be as specific or as vague as I want with the language I use to identify myself and that there is no wasted time or wrong answer because it was all part of the journey to becoming the truest version of myself.
#just felt like sharing#Harley rambles#gender archives#genderqueer#androgyne#gender non conforming#gnc#transgender#trans#queer#bigender#gender fluid#non binary#positivity
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