#bleeding brain
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dxckgrxsonx · 4 months ago
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as someone who constantly bites their lip, i like the idea that whenever you subconsciously start rolling your bottom lip between your teeth, Jason takes note and uses his thumb to gently tug it free before going back to whatever he was doing before he noticed.
you're sat on the couch, hes in the kitchen making something to eat when he glances over and sees you biting at your lip hard enough to make the skin redden and split. you're distracted. on your phone or something, so he pads quietly across the room, tips your head up with his palm until you're focused entirely on him, and pulls it free using his thumb.
as soon as hes satisfied with the correction he goes back to the kitchen and carries on as normal. when he next glances over you're already watching him, a slightly wide, love-sick look in your eye.
and Jason? well, he does what he always does when you look at him like that.
he smiles.
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orengejoshi · 9 months ago
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Joshman + Kenny💜🩷
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it's inspired by the vibe of the song "piu piu" by lulu feat. TJ_beastboy
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records-of-a-slacker · 3 months ago
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Guys I'm sorry I am insufferable but I cannot for the life of me just. stop thinking about Cale fricking Henituse bleeding out in the snow. I require it- it sates the Creature in me.
Trudging along with an open wound in an endless wasteland of white, crunching beneath his warm boots every step that theyd drive him crazy, with nothing but the shrill howl of the wind to accompany him. The cold snow, cold everything pressing and clawing at his skin until they burned. Until he finally just collapses in a pile of white snow, laying there without an ounce of strength to even get up. Puffs of air leaving his icy cold blue lips as warmth slowly but surely trickles and escapes his body, feeling dizzy and dazed from blood loss as his vision blurs and his eyelids grow heavy. Then it stops being cold at all, and then it felt like nothing, and then the world was nothing as white snow is dyed black.
Later his allies come across a trail of crimson red in the middle of the endless plain of snow, chasing after it and fearing, praying with each step as the trail got heavier and heavier, before they finally stop before a bed of hair, strewn about and caked in snow, red as blood, and a figure lying still as if blanketed by the winter amid the field, curled in a shrinking frame as if attempting to trap the warmth from escaping.
Would that be awesome as hell or what
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hrokkall · 2 years ago
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ULTRATOBER DAY 30 /// ██████
[PREVIOUS] 📟 [NEXT]
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rodsovnlos · 1 month ago
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Art either unfinished or never posted, to make up for my lack of posting
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backpackingspace · 10 months ago
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Odysseus knows he made a mistake calling out for Athena. He knew the second her name left her lips. /she/ doesn't like it when he calls out any name but hers. When he mentions home or telemachus or gods forbid his penelope. It's not allowed. He's not allowed to think about anything but herherher. He knew it was a mistake. But
He had /felt/ Athena. For the first time in years that old connection sparked to life. A muscle long stiff with use but /there/he felt her. And if she heard him. If she chose to help well.
It would have been worth calypso wrath.
In the days that follow, it's all silence. All signs of Athena having disappeared. And as odysseus hangs from his wrists, numbly allowing his master to do as she pleases, he can't help but regret.
He knows the rules. He knows how to survive (dying is pointless /hes tried/) he can't help swallow the bitter pointless helpless rage. Why had athena even checked on him if she was just going to /leave/ him like this. And even still, as soft fingers drag their way down his skin, he can't help but silent pray (his tears long since dried up. It only ever made things worse) please goddess, please Athena don't leave me here. Kill me punish me in any other way just please please let it end.
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pinacolada-posts · 4 months ago
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guys whatever you do, don't think about sargebon while listening to talk by hozier on repeat
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legrzybek · 2 months ago
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cooking up a fic rn ! i am normal
idk when itll be done btw i still have a few things kinda planned..
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bbbrianjones · 10 days ago
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the guy who writes the scripts for my life @ me right now
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