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slfcare · 2 months
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When I was younger, I was in love with the idea of moving out to a lone island and never speaking to anyone again. I wasn’t good at talking, physically, nor did conversations come easy to me, so I kept quiet and I was totally fine with that. But while the people closest to me rolled their eyes at my wishes (again, lone island), nobody told me how talking to people was fun. Nobody told me how nice of a feeling it was to feel a new friendship blossom, to have inside jokes with people, to hand out compliments and get them back, to ask questions to people who are excited about having the answers, to remember something that someone mentioned last time and make them feel heard, to flatter people, to share slightly embarrassing facts and be able to laugh about them, to have people to say hi and bye to. It took me years and years and years to gather the courage to speak, but it was so worth it. It’s so much fun.
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Jason Graces first quest was when he was 6. He went with two, much older demigods.
They made his life hell, angry that this kid, this weird, still sorta feral kid who so desperately wanted their approval was with them, hindering them. Jason still wasn’t perfect, wasn’t polished enough and people expected more from a son of Jupiter, even if he was the age of your average 1st grader. But they also hated how Jason got a quest only 2 years after showing up at Camp, most people never got that lucky. He’d probably get many more. They sneered at him, guessed he was lapping up the attention . What kid wouldn’t want to be given such special treatment?
They pushed him around, left him as monster bait, and anytime he did something good (which was often) they laughed about how they were going to take the credit. Any failure was blamed on him.
Jason felt weird about it. They were his superior, and talking against them was breaking the rules. The wolf house and camp Jupiter both agreed that rules were essential and Jason had to follow them. But this felt so, so unfair. He was used to unfair though, used to older kids using him as a punching bag. It happened all the time, for 2 years. He didn’t know if the wolf house was any better. But this was what happened to sons of Jupiter, right? He was meant to be strong.
But it was hard… so hard. He wasn’t going to nope, or cry, Lupa lurked in his brain and snarled and bit whenever he tried. Lupa lived in his head and kept him in line, that’s what it felt like. The memory of the wolf house acting like a guard.
The quest was successful, and all three of them were heroes. Jason was told that many more quests were to come. This is how you make a hero. A hero of Olympus and a worthy son. A worthy champion.
You can’t make a hero child without rebuilding. This rebuilding requires breakage.
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m1lkteaboi · 13 days
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Warm orange rays crawled across the living room floor as the sun settled into the horizon. The tv was on playing some highlights of a recent football match. Max enjoyed the moment, the smell of food cooking wafting within the appartment.
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Warm orange rays crawled across the living room floor as the sun settled into the horizon. The tv was on playing some highlights of a recent football match. Max enjoyed the moment, the smell of food cooking wafting within the appartment. The comforting weight of Charles, his lover, laying across his stomach. Two wine glasses glinted in the light on the coffee table, contrasting with the deep sangria colored wine it held.
Charles breathy laugh caught his attention, no doubt Lando texting an unhinged meme. Breathing deeply Max relaxed more against the couch, placing his calloused hand against the soft stomach of Charles hoodie. Charles paused his texting to place a quick kiss against Max's chest, impish mischief shinning in his green eyes.
Sometimes Max wished he could be in the moment forever, just the two of them in their own little world. Together.
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tanked-up · 7 months
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(Price adopted Soap, Ghost and Gaz)
Ghost and Soap when young didn’t like each other. Price did his best for them to get along, but nothing.
On the other hand, Gaz and Soap were inseparable, when kids and still as teens they threw these pijamas party’s where they stayed up all night playing board games, because to be honest, I feel like Price would be those type of fathers who preferred they’re sons doing stuff to “enlighten up their minds”. Of course they all loved him the same.
Ghost chilled in his room. He wasn’t the type to really hang out with Soap and Gaz, probably because of how he was a bit older than them. Price always tried to get them together, but Ghost always ended up ranting about how they were “uncool” and he didn’t want to waste his time with them.
Now if you’d ask Soap and Gaz if they cared… well they’d say no, of course. Yet Soap still felt a bit left out. He always looked up to Ghost and hoped to one day be like him. So when Soap was like 16 years old, Ghost finally helped Soap with some school work he had, cause Price arrived home late that day, Soap was grateful of course, but still kinda annoyed at the fact that it took him forever to help or reach out to him. So when Ghost finally finished helping him, Soap was like "Can we high five or are we not there yet?.” That caused Ghost to smile and laugh, which turned out to be the first time he smiled that brightly directly at Soap.
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savlina · 3 months
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companion with paws 🐾
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Sofia had to bring the dog to the base due to certain circumstances. By the way, they all meet with this joyful animal not for the first time (this can be seen from such a vivid reaction of the dog to Kyle). Soap has always said that this dog is the complete opposite of its owner)
But the first meeting initially looked different. (events that occurred about two months ago)
On one of the most ordinary days, Ghost, Soap and Kyle, as usual, gathered in the common lounge, but Sofia was not with them. They didn't really wonder where she was, because before that Price had warned them that Sophia needed to leave, but she was supposed to be back this morning. He couldn't tell them exactly where she had gone because she hadn't explained it to him, but she said it was very urgent and would only take a few hours.
Soap: Why did he let her go without explanation?
Ghost, making himself a cup of tea, replied: I think there are reasons for that.
Soap: But it's almost noon, and she's still gone.
Kyle: Maybe something happened.
Soap: Don't be ridiculous; what could have happened in those few hours?
Ghost: And in less time, everything is possible.
*woof-woof*
All of them suddenly twitched.
Soap: Fuck
Kyle: Did I just hear barking?
Ghost: A dog?
Sofia was standing behind them. Her grin could be seen through the mask: I just wanted to cheer you up a bit) Kyle: After a few hours of training, it was optional)
While everyone was greeting each other, Goust still couldn't take his eyes off the dog. Sofia noticed this and said
- Oh, by the way, don't be surprised. I don't have time to explain, because I urgently need to go to Price. Pointing at the dog with her eyes, she continued: She will sit quietly with you in the corner for now, and please do not pay attention to her and do not touch her.
*And then, less than a second later, Sofia left again*
*They were left alone with this dog*
Kyle: Did I understand correctly, that she brought the animal here and asked me not to pay attention?
Soap: I didn't promise not to pet her dog, did we?)
And Ghost just kept looking at this magnificent animal.
Without taking his eyes off them, suddenly the dog abruptly moved from his place and moved to a corner without any commands. But her big glass eyes wouldn't stop looking at them.
Kyle: Just like Sofia said before.
Ghost: And the eyes are exactly like the hostess's.
Soap: Where does she even have a dog? She never mentioned her.
Kyle: Not surprising. She never mentions anything.
Ghost: Are we really not allowed to approach her?
Soap: What? Are you ready to forget Sofia's request?
Ghost: No. I'm just. Asked.
Soap: Yeah, I'm laughing. I think if we stroke her, no one will know about it, right?
Kyle was already at her side. And after a while, three grown men run around the room and play with a four-legged friend like children. But they underestimated how silently Sofia moved. And now the girl is standing in the aisle and watching them. A serious and rude voice echoed through the room: What did I ask you for?
All three men turned sharply at her, and the dog immediately ran away from them from the same corner in which it was originally sitting.
- Did you have to ignore my request?
They stood as if their mother was scolding them.
Soap: We just couldn't resist.
Kyle: There's nothing scary about playing with a dog.
Ghost: Excuse us.
Sofia didn't say anything; she just called the dog with a hand gesture and led her to her room.
Soap: So... a very strange reaction.
Kyle: I think we have another workout right now.
Ghost just silently headed for the exit.
Soap: Yes. Good idea.
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dimalink · 2 months
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And here they are - my friends. Pigeons. Such wonderful plump little birds. Which speaks uuuhhh…uuuurr. It is always funny for me. It makes me fun all the time. When they walk around you, such funny way. And speaks something. They have such a little legs, I can say, legs are small and thin. And birds themselves are plump. And lightweight. They are birds.
They have something to do there. One of the birds is going straight to the camera. Looks like, it wants to say – Hello! Almost run.
I had some story. I walked the road. And here, from a bushes, a bird is flying, it was taking off. Such pigeon. Big little bird. And it hits me to the head. Such a hit. I clashed into a bird, which was taking off.  I was scared of course. Because of it was immediately and unexpected. But bird is very lightweight. And impact was not big. So I remember this for all of my life! Such impact with a pigeon!
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chaotic-fantasy-life · 4 months
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In Divinus' garden, a certain hero was taking care of the trees, it has been a few years and the one holding her world grew big. Having grown herself as well, becoming a master of each type of life and even beyond.
But the call for adventure kept calling her, and thus, she decided to ask one favour of the old god. To continue her travels to see other worlds and maybe witness the rise of other heroes just as she was.
But the act came at a great price, each new world she gets in, all of her abilities will be lost and she will have to work even harder to gain them back, until she gets back to the divine realm where she will be back to normal. It was to keep balance in those new worlds, to not disturb them in their own stories.
The woman accepted, she already knew hardship and the pain it came with. But she was stubborn and knew that if she had to go through all of this again if it was to feel this joy of adventure and new meetings, she was ready for it.
And so, the world traveller Krystal went on her journey. To see the rise of those other heroes of Reveria
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maorimaorii · 2 months
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I'd rather feel the icing cold on my cheeks
And in the end I knew, I'd like to meet you at another timeline.
In another place At another age.
They yearn for me, yet I only yearn for you. How after all these years. How is it possible I still search for your soul.
I'm starting to believe I've done something terribly wrong in a previous life.
In a cell of isolation, you are on my mind. When I see potential in another, it's you whom I compare it to.
If only, if only. What if? I don't know.
It's so far away, yet still fills up my everyday.
I'd rather feel the icing cold on my cheeks. Than this nostalgic summer evening warmth. Cause it makes me think of you.
How do I get rid of every fiber in my being. Longing for you.
I tell them I am strong. You were the only one who knew I weren't. Yet you let me go, for who I was.
Am I up early? Or was I awake all allong? Your warmth was all I needed.
Do you still miss me? When I'm so far away.
@maorimaorii
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its-wabby-stuff · 1 year
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One day, in the apocalypse:
Leo: (spits out water) Oh my God. Casey your 17!
Casey: Yeah Sensei
Leo: We’ve been in an apocalypse for 17 years?
Mikey: (holding in a laugh) It’s been longer than that Leo- you’re 40.
Leo: What!?
Later:
Leo: (trying to drag Mikey down) Why did you let me get old!!
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snazzystarlight · 11 months
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This was pretty!! This is “Little Story” by Kehlani as I see it because of synesthesia!
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george-karims-egg-cup · 6 months
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coffee, your url sounds like a fucking machine i'd buy on wish.
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like pov: looking for the moots and i just see
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sorry im done
>:l
My friend was sat with me as i read this and said ‘You should probably change it’ and without fucking hesitation and snapped my head towards her and said. ‘NO!’
she looked at me weird, as she does not understand internet humour.
There ain’t no way I’m changing it and letting someone else have it. I am a wish.com MACHINE.
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m1lkteaboi · 1 month
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Dorian normally didn't stay in the tavern once his choice of alchohol was procured. But when the bottle of Celestine black clicked against the wood as the bartender placed it, Mahanon popped up on his right. Dressed in casual clothes the elf smiles brightly before leaning over for a kiss, which Dorian happily gave.
"Amatus, while I know what brings you to me, what brings you here?" Mahanon was bashful for a second, fidgeting with his scarf.
"I've never had whiskey and I was curious." Blush bloomed across the elfs cheeks and Dorian chuckled at the display.
"Whiskey is much stronger than your Dalish flower wine amatus." Mahanon blush deepened as he avoided Dorian's stare.
"I know... That's why I wanted to try it with you here... Because you wouldn't let anything bad happen to me." Dorians heart burst with affection at Mahanon's words and his trust in him. Wrapping an arm around the elf's waist he pulles him flush into his side and kissed his cheek.
"Bartender, a cup of your best whiskey for The Inquisitor!"
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oldion · 6 months
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In a library - (Part 6/7) Before leaving with his magazine, our hero sees a woman reading his novel. He can't believe his eyes, it's the young astronaut. Laughing, she replies: “Nice coincidence, me too”
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greenflowereal · 10 months
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In a world where the magic system is based on food, witches reign supreme, thanks to their greed, paranoia, and arrogance, the witches thought highly of themselves and have bias against other races.
Vítoria was one of them until one day after putting on an ancient amulet, she was cursed into a new species and the only way she could become a witch again was if the witches treated her with kindness and respect despite her appearance.
In other words she is cursed forever, at least the amulet has a excelent sense of humor.
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atiredlittleperson · 29 days
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I remember thinking I wanted to marry someone. Then I realized I really didn’t like anyone from my school so no one to date. I tried online and while there was someone I felt strongly towards I realized it wasn’t ‘marry me’ love. I just wanted to hang out with them cause they were a pretty cool person.
Then one day I did find someone who was insistent on dating me (they were respectful). The only reason I decided to try was because they used my own line against me, “try everything at least once if it won’t kill you.”
I remember telling my parents I was dating this person. My dad was very disappointed because I was ‘acting’ gay. My mom was just ecstatic that I trusted them enough to tell them.
They didn’t know the whole truth of course. What would my Christian father do if he knew his daughter was dating a tranny? Especially guy to gal.
So after a few months I realized that I really didn’t like dating or being so intimate. It was just weird to me, especially with amount of attention they were asking for. I realized that I wasn’t going to be happy and broke it off. I didn’t want to trap them if they could find someone who loved them.
I hope she’s okay and she finds someone that loves her. I hope she is safe and transitions without any problems. I wish we could have stayed friends, but I’m happy I at least knew you.
Happy Easter Everyone
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allesgutkeeper · 1 year
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Q: What do you taste like? Q: Tell me more about how the fluid that you produce works.
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