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Inspired by this post and the cake poll
#the maze runner#tmr#vanilla extract#tmr bark#tmr frypan#tmr chuck#tmr clint#tmr jack#tmrbark#tmrfrypan#tmrchuck#tmrclint#tmrjack#tmr meme#tmrmeme#bgwitgy#mine
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Minho's ears turn red when he's embarrassed or flustered. Or just when too many people look at him.
He likes to flaunt this boyish, carefree, cocky personality, but his ears never lie.
Everyone collectively agreed not to tell him. Minho could never understand why sometimes, during an argument or a Meeting, the Gladers would smirk and giggle.
It was the longest kept secret throughout the Glade, only getting out when Alby told him to "shut up and stop acting like you're so confident when your ears are redder than the roses Zart grows" during a Keeper Meeting
For a brief time, Minho actually grew his hair out just to cover his ears. But it kept getting in his eyes when he ran, so he eventually cut it and went back to his usual style.
Newt calls his ears his tail - same way a dog tail wags when it's excited, his ears go bright red when more than 3 people look at him
It went on like that until one day, during a meeting, Newt (Alby was busy chasing down a cow with Winston and Newt was his stand-in) told Minho to, "Shut up, you shuck puppy."
They got in a bit of a fistfight, and Minho landed a solid punch to Newt's shoulder, but by that point it was too late.
Puppy became the only thing Gladers would call Minho for about two weeks (until Minho punched someone square in the face for it). It's still the only thing you can say to Minho where he won't have anything smart or snarky to quip back with. His ears just go red and he looks away.
(Newt teaches it to Thomas once they get to Safe Haven)
#it's always Newt and Alby that push Minho's buttons like no one's business#I love their dynamic sm#planned to do more Thominho things on this post but eh#that moment when puppy minho#tmr minho#tmr newt#tmr alby#sorta ??#tmr#also this was inspired when I was rereading Maze Runner#''''Leader?'' Minho barked out a grunt that was probably supposed to be a laugh.''#I couldn't stop thinking about it lmao#I don't take constructive criticism because I'm not wrong
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did u guys see soobin’s puppy day tiktok im insane
#♡.gabi barks#i need to go to bed its 4am!!!! and i have brunch plans tmr!!!!!!!#but hes so cute 😞 puppyboy soobie…#i saw the tiktok n i was like aw my sweet prince <3 n then immediately had pup soob thoughts 😓#where r all my moas at!!!!!! r there any dark content txt enjoyers?!#should i tag this to find them#txt smut#tomorrow x together smut#come home…
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Why does nobody talk about how in the first maze runner book they canonically had a black Labrador called Bark. Why is that never used? Justice for Bark smh
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just realized i cannot fucking draw tonight. i’m going to Do Something
#I CAN’T SHOW YOU GUYS ANYTHING I DRAW UNTIL TMR MORNING#WAUGHDJENVNE#BARKING SCREAMING#:(#arteestic rambles
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[ sorry for the absence. i was planning to write but work hit me in the face with urgent deadline so now my brain is too fried to word lkjhghjkl I WILL WRITE TMR THO I HAVE A FEW THINGS I WANNA GET TO. SORRY FOR THE WAIT GUYS. ]
#.ooc#.mobile#[ gosh i hate when work takes away my creative juice#BC I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO WRITE TODAY#EDEN IS BARKING AT ME#ESP CORRUPTED EDEN LKJHGFGJK#CALM DOWN YOU EVIL PUP MY BRAIN IS HELLA MUSH YOU WILL GET YOUR TIME TMR#i still need to do more work tmr despite it being sunday so i'm gonna chill & watch some masterchef ! ]
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prof is allowing us one side of a page for study sheets. it is so going well so far
#tbh this is all the info i need i vastly overestimated how much paper it would take up.#oh well. if i have time before work tmr ill add flower and bark info#.jpg#poison.txt
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arospec is like up to you what it means for you right yeah cuz like i think im aroflux but it's mainly between demi and almost allo? i think that counts anyway you can ignore me
#it's literally 1am and i have school tmr and i haven't finished my hw#so we're questioning our identity again :)#borf barks#it's usually demi i think#but then sometimes it's like#do i like this person??#is it romantic or platonic or gender or whatttt
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i'm back
#(the man behind the mask)#reread a couple graphic novels and while it caused minor yearning it's inspiring me to draw#heeheehoohoo#i also. need to pack for dunes tmr#cade barks
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I don’t know if you would be open to this idea but a tmr newt imagine where the reader hurts her knee and now has a limp like newt and she is frustrated with it and it gets him to open up and it’s all fluffy??? I have just had knee surgery so I am being very self indulgent… again if you don’t want to no worries at all!!!
Author's note: Omg of course!!! Agh, I'm so excited, this is my first time responding to a request, so I hope you enjoy! Also, I wrote this really fckin fast, so I'm sorry if it's shit.
Guys, send in more requests! This was so fun to write!!!
Pairing: TMR Newt x reader
Warnings: mentions of suicide and death, leg injury
“This bloody knee!” you hissed, tossing your gardening tool to the side and pulling at your hair in frustration.
“Did you just say bloody? I must really be rubbing off on you” Newt said from above you. You gasped in surprise.
“Newt! What are you– aren’t you supposed to be talking with Alby right now?” You asked.
“Finished early. Not much to debrief today. Aren’t you supposed to be heading to lunch?”
Your boyfriend sat down beside you and picked up the tool you’d been using, toying with it as he waited for you to respond.
“I don’t think I’m gonna make it today. I’m running way, way behind. This piece of klunk knee brace won’t let me bend down to work, and Clint and Jeff refuse to let me take it off. I have to either stand straight or sit down, neither of which are fast enough to finish all this in time.”
You finished speaking with a huff, and Newt smiled beside you.
“Hey, that’s just what a brace is meant to do. You shouldn’t bend it until you’re all healed up. It’s only been a week, love.”
A week, you thought, recalling the accident that had occurred just a few days before:
“It should be all set. Just take it easy for a few weeks, y/n,” Jeff explained, helping you to stand and placing a rudimentary wooden crutch under one arm.
“And no more messing around climbing trees,” Clint warned, opening the door that led out of the med-jacks’ building where Newt waited. You nodded, but the comment stung your pride.
Earlier that morning, you had been sitting up in a tall oak tree in the deadheads. The location was morbid, you knew, but it was also quiet. A place to breathe. To think. If you sat up there long enough, it sometimes felt like the trees went on forever– like there were no walls, no maze, standing just yards away, separating you from the world beyond.
You’d been up there a while, and you knew your break would soon be over. The gardens needed tending, after all. That, and Newt would begin to worry and come looking. You knew he could handle himself, but the last thing you wanted was to see him struggle through the underbrush of the deadheads with his bad knee because of you.
You swung yourself off the branch you’d been sitting on and began making your way down the tree. As you placed your foot onto a small notch in the tree bark, the branch you held onto with your right hand snapped. You gasped, clawing at what was left of the branch, but your foot slipped, and suddenly you were falling to the side.
You let out a scream and braced yourself to hit the forest floor. Your right knee was the first part of your body to land, and it connected with a rock or a tree root– you weren’t sure. Your right shoulder slammed to the ground, though thankfully, it seemed that your knee had borne most of the brunt of the fall. Chest heaving, you slowly sat up and you tried lifting yourself off the ground. Pain surged through your leg, and a cry of agony escaped your lips. You sat back against the trunk of the tree for a moment, then tried to stand again. It was in vain– your leg couldn’t support you.
Just when you’d made your mind up to crawl back to the field where someone would see you and bring you to a med-jack, you heard a crunch of leaves nearby.
“Y/n?” Newt called frantically. When he saw you, the expression on his face made you want to disappear. His eyes were wide, and he cringed as he saw the way you held your leg. Others followed behind him. How he’d gotten here on his leg first, you didn’t know. Must’ve been the little piece of runner still left in him. He dropped down onto his knees beside you, calling out, “Bring the med-jacks, now!”
And then you wound up here, with a makeshift brace around your leg and a boyfriend that wouldn’t stop looking at you with that nauseatingly concerned expression on his face. It was all you could do not to scream in anger and humiliation.
You shook yourself out of the memory and turned away from Newt.
“I know the brace is helping. It’s just– it gets in the way. I’m so much slower than I was, so much less graceful, efficient, I feel… I feel like I just don’t operate like I used to. Like I’m supposed to. It’s so embarrassing. Like, everyone else is pulling their weight but me.”
It was quiet for a moment. Newt only watched as you clenched your fists together, but when he noticed that you were beginning to hold back tears, he reached over and rubbed your back.
“Hey, it’s alright. I understand. Sometimes I feel the same way about my own knee.”
At that, your stomach dropped, and you clapped a hand over your mouth. All the complaining you’d just done must’ve sounded so horrible– so inconsiderate– to him. You’d only been struggling for a week; his knee would trouble him for the rest of his life. And even then, he was trying to make you feel better, like always. That was what made you care so much about him. He always did what he could to make things easier for you, to comfort you, to make you happy.
“I’m so sorry,” you breathed.
“It’s okay, honestly. It’s alright.” Newt scooted closer to you and draped his arm over your shoulder. You leaned into him and took in his warmth, his earthy smell.
“Can I tell you something kind of sad?” he asked, his voice only a whisper. You didn’t know where this was going, but you nodded silently. Newt took a deep breath beside you.
“Aah, okay… you know I used to be a runner and everything, right? Before my knee?”
You nodded again, looking up at him. His brown eyes gazed down into yours with a mixture of affection and anxiety, but he continued on.
“Well, I don’t really ever talk about how I hurt my knee. It’s…” he swallowed. “it’s hard to talk about it now.” He shifted uncomfortably beside you, but you waited patiently.
“I… I really hated it here for a long time. It’s alright now, I’ve sort of made my peace with living here, in a way, but I just couldn’t take being trapped in this box. It drove me mad. One day, while I was on a run, I climbed up some of the vines and ended up on top of one of the maze walls.”
You could hear his heart beating faster now as you leaned against his chest. The next words out of his mouth were barely a whisper.
“I knew this wasn’t what I wanted. I couldn’t stand it. And I… I jumped.”
You gasped and sat up, looking into his face for more information. He only looked back at you with the most heartbreaking expression you’d ever seen on him.
“I wanted to be done. With it all. But, much to my resentment at the time, Alby found me. Dragged me back into the glade just before the doors closed. They fixed me up. I spent about a month under constant supervision from Clint and Jeff, and then I wasn’t allowed to be alone for another few weeks. Everyone thought I’d try again. I… I wanted to.
“It was even worse with my bum leg. Everything was harder, more irritating. I felt more useless every day.”
Hot tears rolled down your face. Newt brought up one hand and wiped them away with his thumb before kissing your forehead.
“I’m so sorry, Newt,” you whispered, and he pulled you in for a tight embrace.
“It’s alright, love,” he whispered back. “Things have gotten better since then. I found I was pretty good at gardening, and now, here I am. Made some new friends as well. And, of course, I met you.”
Newt pulled away and brought his hand back up to your face, resting his palm against your cheek.
“And I promise you I’m here to stay.”
You let out a quiet sob and pulled him in for a kiss. Your lips met passionately, and you ran your fingers through his dirty blond hair. He was as gentle, as loving, as always. When you pulled away, he was smiling.
“Another thing that’s changed though,” he began, “is that I’m seriously afraid of heights now. That fear extends to you. So please, love, please, I’m begging you. No more climbing trees. I almost had a heart attack when I heard you scream”
You let out a surprised laugh before responding.
“Okay, honey. Don’t worry. No more climbing trees. I promise.”
“Good,” he said with a nod. “Now– let’s go get some lunch. We’ll worry about the garden later.”
#requests are open#newt#tmr newt#newt x reader#newt x y/n#newt x you#newt maze runner#tmr#the maze runner fic#the maze runner fluff#newt x reader fluff
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you look better in black
Tw/An- English is not my first language so bare with me I'm sorry if some of the words don’t make sense also depending if I don't get lazy I will be making this into a series and if i do it will follow the book and shows dark theme meaning all the deaths coming forward will be in the book with a few expectations also i will be making a part two with the whole ep 8 by the end of tmr so don’t worry, one last thing y/n does still have feelings for jace they both do but she wont show it like crazy
You never saw yourself being a queen or sitting on the iron throne. It seemed like it wasn't something you'd be suitable for. You thought that your brother would be horrendous at it. Knowing he was a creep and a drunk, the kingdom was bound to be doomed, if your mother Alicent went with her plan of making your brother Ageon the next king.
"Princess, your mother has called you and your siblings into her room." one of your maids spoke, making you snap out of your thoughts, "Isn't that nice," you say, knowing what your mother was going to bark at the four of you, hastily gather yourself, you sprint towards her chambers, as you open the door, your mother gestures for you to hurry and close the door.
"As the four of you know, Rhaenyra is arriving with her children. I want you all to be on your best behavior, especially since your father is at his worst as of right now," she stated
"You all don't understand the amount of danger we are in. Once Rahenyra sits on the throne, we're all at risk."
"Then we won't pose a threat to her; none of us truly wish to sit on the throne," you said, knowing she wouldn't listen to you. Instead, she screamed at the four of you until she told you all to get out.
"so much for trying to make this better," you mumbled to Aegon and Aemond as you walked through the halls
"Well, you know what would make things better," he said while smirking. You scoff knowing where this is going. He was genuinely disgusting you thought.
"Don't you have a wife and children to be taking care of?" you inquire while hearing Ameond snicker.
"I don't see why-" Ameond cuts him off and grabs your hand.
"Sister and I have some things to tend to. If you don't mind us brother, we'll be going," he says in a very annoyed tone
“He’s a fucking cunt, mother intends to make that thing king….a fucking horse would do better” you state angrily while walking to the courtyard with your brother.
“Mother wouldn’t like it if she heard you say that” Ameond states jokingly.
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You silently watch your brother spare with ser Cole until you feel a presence behind you.
Does your heart skip? Stop? You can't make out what it was, but you can’t move, the one person you never wanted to see after that night, the very night that made your brother lose his eye.
You snap out of your thought once again at your brother's voice, “Nephews, have you come to train?” he says while smirking seeing that their smiles dropped after seeing ameond, it almost made you laugh.
“Don’t be harsh brother they just arrived treat them right,” you say with a teasing grin
You all stop to look at the gates being opened, your eyes landing on Vaemond Velaryon. This was going to be something you thought after seeing Lucery’s face.
“This will be fun” your brother voiced out
You turn to face him and say “Seems so….”
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You and your family gathered in the throne room, proudly wearing a Hightower green dress.
You felt a pair of eyes on yourself, it was Jace, you wouldn't lie and say he hasn't gotten more attractive over the years, but you felt like the eye contact you both held lasted for hours until your brother made you snap out of it
“Who do you think will win?” he questioned
“Isn’t it obvious?” you said turning your body away from him
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“Though it is the great hope of this court that lord Corlys Velaryon survives his wounds, we gather here with a gripping task of dealing with the succession of Driftmark” he announced. “As the hand, I speak with King’s voice” you held back an eye roll as he sat down on the throne. “The crown will now hear the petitions. Ser Vaemond of House Velaryon”
“My queen.” he greeted your mother by nodding his head. “My Lord Hand.” he turned to otto. “We all know the history of our noble houses extends beyond the seven kingdoms to the days of old Valyria. For as long as house Targaryen ruled the skies, House Velaryon has ruled the seas. When the Doom fell on Valyria, our houses became the last of their kind. Our four bearers came to this new land, knowing that were they to fail it would mean the end to their bloodline and to their name”
You couldn’t help but yawn, turning to Amend. “Didn’t think we’d be getting a history lesson on something we already knew about instead of an appeal” you voiced, the boy simply smiling at her words.
He continued to go on about being the only one with true Velayron blood. “I am Lord Corlys's closest kin, his own blood. The true, unimpeachable blood of House Velaryon runs through my veins.”
You turn your attention to Aemond “if he truly cared about blood we wouldn’t be here….unless he thinks of Luke and Jace as bastards.” you voiced out with a cheeky grin.
“As which he does dear sister..this won’t end well,” he says while smiling at you.
Your mother turns to the both of you and gives you a glare making the both of you shut up.
“As it does in my sons, the offspring of Laenor Velaryon.” Rhaenyra butted in, but Vaemond didn’t turn around and face her, he stared blankly at the wall listening to her words. “If you cared so much about your house’s blood, Ser Vaemond, you would not be as bold to supplant the rightful heir. No, you only speak for yourself and your own ambitions.”
“You will have your chance to make your own petition, Princess Rhaenyra. Do Ser Vaenmond the courtesy of allowing his to be heard.” Vemaond turned to Rhaenyra with a smug grin on his face.
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After Vaemond finally finished his speech it was Rhaenyras turn as she spoke as the throne room doors opened.
“King Viserys of House Targaryen, the First of his name, King of the Andals, and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the seven kingdoms, and protector of the realm.” Otto finally gets off the throne, being seemingly as shocked as everyone around him.
With his walking stick, he limped inside the hall, you and Helaena share looks of worry for your father as he walked past them, “this is sad” you mutter to Helaena, as you watch your father's crown fall and attempt to pick it up, only to be aided by his brother Daemon.
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“I will not let my house go to this…” vaemond started. You couldn’t help but smile, there goes someone's life you thought.
“Say it..”
You couldn’t make out who said that but you knew they had the same idea as everyone in here, everyone knew what lord Vaemond was going to say even the king
“HER CHILDREN ARE BASTARDS” he yelled out
“AND SHE IS A….WHORE”
The king got up and pulled out his dagger “I will have your tongue for that”
Only as no one expected Daemon Targaryen rose, slicing through his skull like butter, starling everyone, out of instinct you covered your sister's eyes shielding her from the bloody view. “He can keep his tongue,” he said cooly
“What an interesting day” you murmured.
As though it couldn’t get more interesting the king announced you to be bothered to Jace and his brother to be bothered to Baela, “What the fuck” you whispered while looking over at Jace, he seemed not to have known.
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one of u little lovelies sent me a motorcycle tiktok link n i may have written some lil thoughts regarding enhypen members like u asked ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა i was only gna do a couple members but i was like we ball!!!! n wrote for hee thru won so.. yeah… umm. ૮꒰ྀི ⸝⸝․․⸝⸝ ྀི꒱ა
#♡.gabi barks#now i need to decide if i should post rn or tmr :[#ill probably post tmr bc i just posted the ningning / jungwon piece !!!!! but idk!!!!!#the vid was kinda 😵💫😵💫😵💫 yknow?!?! now im thinking abt groping biker jake pls sedate me#i need him so bad </3#its embarrassing#hes my babygirl#side note i am so sleepy#havent even taken my makeup off yet!!! bc i was abt to n then had to write this… ermmmm!!!!!
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RABARKABARKBAKRKRKR EPIC THE MUSICAL BRAINROT BARKBARKBARKBARK UNDERWORLD SAGA COMING TMR BARK VARK BARKBARK
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Where am I?
Media TMR AU
Character Newt
Couple Newt X Reader
Rating Spooky
I woke my mind fuzzy and confused, my whole body felt strange and numb. I couldn't think what was happening or where I was. I forced open my eyes being faced with a strange sight, all I could see was a grey sky the smoke swirling thick, blocking out any light. I slowly pushed myself up my whole body ached, everything stiff and sore. My body was laid in the bottom of a black wooden boat, But as I saw up I saw what lay beyond the boat. Waves of bright red fire, dark shadows of creatures and hellish monsters. I wanted to scream but my blood ran cold panic set in, not a soul came from my mouth, and I froze up in fear of accidentally leaving the boat. I nervously turned to try and see what was causing the boat to move and I wish I hadn’t. Stood at the edge of the boat a creature covered from head to toe in a black robe, an ore in their hand the robe so long it concealed if they were… human, monster or anything else.
“Uhhh… where am I?” I asked
But no answer came,
“Okay” I nodded in fear
The boat finally arrived at a tall building of slimy black stone, with a thick metal door, on either side demonic creatures made of muscle with red skin and large horns.
No words were exchanged each one grabbed one of my arms and forced me out of the boat and inside the building, I tried to resist, to argue but it was no use my attempts didn’t even seem to stress them or even cause them to move in response to me as they dragged me through the stone halls before dropping me on a hard mosaic floor of black and purple my body hurt as they threw me hard onto the floor, and they left me alone. I slowly pushed myself up getting to my knees before I basically had a heart attack.
To my left, was a large jet-black dog with three large snarling heads, with large sharp teeth, drool dripping down their mouths, claws as big as their teeth, glowing red eyes, barking and snarling looking like they were to eat me. But the only thing stopping them was the spiked collars around the neck of each head chained with heavy thick chains into the wall.
I screamed in fear as they were only a few inches from biting me and they barked aggressively
“Ohh cerbi” A voice spoke up
She came from another hallway stroking her hand across each of the dog's heads calming them down, She was… beautiful. She was tall, with a body sculpted and slightly skeletal, tall black dagger heels with knives for the heels, bare smooth legs, a silky black dress with a high slit and purple lace, a low neckline with intense cleavage, a silver chain belt, long black nails filed to a point, black lipstick and purple hair far down her back with bouncy curls.
“Be nice to our guest” She cooed even if the dogs still looked like they wanted to eat me “Hello” He smirked resting her hands on her hips
“Uhhh hi,” I answered “Please, where am I? What am I doing here?”
“This is to be your home” she smirked
“Where exactly is here?” I asked
She smirked stroking my jaw as she walked past and headed up the stairs “This is the underworld darling” she cooed
“The- The underworld?” I stuttered “So, what does that make you?”
“It’s Queen” She smiled over her shoulder “Abaddon dear. Take my new guest to his room. Make sure he’s comfortable and clean while I go and deal with the Master”
“Yes Your Highness” A voice came from behind me I turned and saw a huge creature with horns, goat legs and green skin, he was like three of me tall and maybe like four of me wide I gulped as he simply lifted me like I was a teddy bear and carried me off elsewhere.
#tbs#thomas brodie sangster#thomas sangster#tbs smut#thomasbrodiesangster#tbs imagines#thomas sangster imagine#tbs imagine#thomas brodie sangster imagine#thomas brodie sangster smut#tmr series#newt tmr#tmr au#tmr fandom#tmr newt#tmr newt smut#tmr newt imagine#tmr newt imagines#tmr newt fanfic#tmr smutty
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MAYA MY SWEETS!!! thank you so much for tagging me in that bokuto fic… i was literally foaming at the mouth T^T he’s sososo just RAHHHH i love him and I LOVE YOU!!! so happy u thought of me teehee kou is just such a doll :3 had be giggling and everything cuz omigosh… he’s so handsome and yummy… PHEW !! was about to start barking at my screen otw to work >.< giving you so many smooches right now MWUAHHH !!! <3
AHHHH I'M GLAD YOU LIKED IT I SAW IT ON THE DASH AND WAS LIKE "this is lene coded!!" SO I SENT IT TO YOU. i'll finally get some good sleep tmr and maybe post on saturday if i'm up for it, thank you for the smooches i need some love rn 🥹💖
#bokuto is a beautiful creature#and his back is beautiful too#sigh when will it be my turn#remi answers
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all day. My mom hasn't even said sorry.
She didn't greet me at all today, all she did today was bark orders at me, humiliate me and make fun of me.
First thing she said to me wasn't good morning, it was her telling me to do the dishes.
Then she pretty much mocked me and rubbed in my face how useless I was to her and the house.
Then after I snapped and cried and yelled at her she didn't even feel guilty, she just rolled her eyes and ranted to my dad who agreed. She said I'm too sensitive and that I need to learn how to chill. She yelled at me saying that that's why my school thinks I have something wrong with me, and that I cry over amything. She doesn't get it. She doesn't understand, she never fucking will.
And than she yells at me to organize socks.
And after all that, she told my brother to tell me to do the dishes. No apology. No I love yous. Nothing.
Ive been unstable all day, physically and mentally. My throat hurts because I'm sick, I've had this headache all day, and I've been having flashbacks and crying all day.
And the icing on top. I HAVE FIELD PRACTICE FOR BAND TMR AND I HAD TO MEMORIZE A TWO PAGE SONG THAT'S HARD AS SHIT FOR SOME PARADE WE'RE DOING AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE ALL OF IT MEMORIZED OR DO I KNOW ALL THE MUSIC. I got it in late January but my mental state has been awful, I've been sick, I've been barley able to play my sax Before my brain has flashbacks or I just break due to stress and I just can't play.
My band teacher is going to be so fucking pissed. But I just. Couldn't. I tried and tried and tried but I just couldn't. The others will be pissed and it's just too much. I'm going to break bro. I tried... I tried, I really did.
I can't believe I'm crying while writing this. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck! I can't talk to my bestie about this tmr because they're either in a bad mood, skipping class, or fucking high as hell. And I don't trust anybody else.
Heh... I think I get why I call myself The Black Bunny Mask. Day by day. The mask breaks. And my fans see what happens in the mind of Bunny. Heh... I really am just a scary, pathetic, worthless monster everyone sees me as. Only filled with rage and nothing more. The big mean monster. Big and mean. Big... and mean. The only person who fucking matched me, who fucking gave me some use to them was him... Fucking him. He gave me a purpose, something to use and abuse. Is that all I'm good for. I have talent, I'm not stupid. But I get put down so often I forget. I forget why I keep writing. I forget that I write for you guys. So many fans, but only few remind me of that. People who tell me how much they love my work, engage with me, talk to me. I write for them, right... Tomorrow is a another awful day. Just like the rest.
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