beckyblender
beckyblender
Of what I have, let it be enough
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Becky. ENFP. Southern Californian. Grad Student. Lung Patient. Hoodlum. Lost Girl. Pretender of having life together.I'm traveling farther from familiar.
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beckyblender · 5 years ago
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Tony and Peter’s Soundtrack [do not tag as ship]
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beckyblender · 5 years ago
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2008 // 2020
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beckyblender · 5 years ago
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Something happened here. You hope it’s a miracle, but probably not.                -j.m.
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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“Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus” Color edition
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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instagram au: peter, susan, edmund, and lucy pevensie, the chronicles of narnia (c.s. lewis) + modern
“To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern skies, I give you King Peter the Magnificent. Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.”
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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Santa is on strike due to global warming.  All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger.  Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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instagram au: peter, susan, edmund, and lucy pevensie, the chronicles of narnia (c.s. lewis) + modern
“To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern skies, I give you King Peter the Magnificent. Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.”
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING
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RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER
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FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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Pour one out for #holy cow.
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beckyblender · 6 years ago
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when you finally finished college and someone asked you what you’re gonna do afterwards
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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Why is Peter Parker turning Will Smith into a pigeon?
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING
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RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER
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FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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Visual representation of me right now. I’ve never felt so apprehensive after reading a fic. Kaylee, I give you full permission to hurt me
Voluntary Apnea [p.p.] [1/3]
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Words: 3,828
Warnings: Angst, hints of depression, mentions of blood, ptsd, anxiety, panic attacks, nightmares, some fluff I guess??
Prompt:
“Please just stay, even if it’s for the night.”
Summary: First, there was the Vulture, the collapsed building, and the plane crash. “You know when you’re drowning, you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until your head feels like it’s exploding. Then, when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting.”
A/N: It’s finally here cause I know I suck and didn’t get it up on time lol oops, sorry writing is hard. I restarted my tag list (if you’re tagged here, ignore this, you’re on the new tag list). If you’re willing to at least reblog 1 out of every 3 pieces of writing, feel free to add yourself to the Peter tag list here (only accepting first 200) This is for @autumnstarks  ‘s writing challenge!!
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It’s cold, freezing even. A chill runs down Peter’s spine and his chest is constricted. His arms are pinned down by the fallen debris of the warehouse. The cement holds him down and he can’t move. He can’t breathe and he feels like he’s drowning above solid ground. His heart pumps harder, trying to keep his blood pumping but he can’t get enough air into his lungs.
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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i would like to thank our lord and savior jesus christ for tom holland
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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Steve? From 12-C? With the overbite?
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beckyblender · 7 years ago
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