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coffin-upalung · 16 days
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there has to be this certain kind of fear that hits, as a Bat, when you reach for your belt mid-battle and there’s nothing left. no explosives, no batarangs, no more knives or weapons or anything you can use in close quarter combat. the fear hits you like a ringing bell, and then you take a breath. you calm down and remember Bruce’s training. the very specific lesson he’d given on exactly this moment — when your gloved fingers scrape at nothing and you only have your wits to save you.
every time, every single Bat has come back from that moment of fear. maybe they don’t emerge uninjured, but they never give up. they never sit back and say there’s nothing I can do, now.
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coffin-upalung · 16 days
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One of the owners gave him this body butter she makes and taught him how to massage my calves after wearing heels all day
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Also the body butter
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Not to vent/trauma dump on my MAIN on tumblr dot com in 2024, but I haven't been able to pick up a fanfiction to read in years, much less write one. But my husband works at this gothic coffee/tea shop full of vintage furniture and skulls and herbs everywhere. I got some pretty world-shattering news about my mom yesterday, like "my husband and I are dropping everything and moving back down next week" news.
I just needed to not sit alone today and ruminate on things I cannot control. I went in and stayed for his entire shift to just avoid going home. He always keeps bringing me drinks because the owners (married lesbian couple I would kill for) will bully him lightheartedly if I don't have something on my table at all times, I guess?
Anyway, it's always a vibe, but today was different, I guess? Beautiful day, first off. First day under 80°f here in a while. I watched a few people have lunch dates. I journaled. I read. Sipped various lattes and ate a muffin.
My life feels like it's falling apart, with the only exception being my marriage. And somehow, within the walls of that cafe, it all went away for a little bit. It genuinely gave me the first motivation to write that I've had in a long time. It's been 7 years, I think?
And that's how I realized I've now got lived-experience to write an amazing coffee shop au and broke 7 years of writers block somehow
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coffin-upalung · 16 days
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Not to vent/trauma dump on my MAIN on tumblr dot com in 2024, but I haven't been able to pick up a fanfiction to read in years, much less write one. But my husband works at this gothic coffee/tea shop full of vintage furniture and skulls and herbs everywhere. I got some pretty world-shattering news about my mom yesterday, like "my husband and I are dropping everything and moving back down next week" news.
I just needed to not sit alone today and ruminate on things I cannot control. I went in and stayed for his entire shift to just avoid going home. He always keeps bringing me drinks because the owners (married lesbian couple I would kill for) will bully him lightheartedly if I don't have something on my table at all times, I guess?
Anyway, it's always a vibe, but today was different, I guess? Beautiful day, first off. First day under 80°f here in a while. I watched a few people have lunch dates. I journaled. I read. Sipped various lattes and ate a muffin.
My life feels like it's falling apart, with the only exception being my marriage. And somehow, within the walls of that cafe, it all went away for a little bit. It genuinely gave me the first motivation to write that I've had in a long time. It's been 7 years, I think?
And that's how I realized I've now got lived-experience to write an amazing coffee shop au and broke 7 years of writers block somehow
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coffin-upalung · 27 days
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(if you're seeing this post directly from apolladay just reblog DON'T VOTE as I think it will skew the answers. i didn't have enough followers to justify posting it myself lol)
I frequently realize I've been following someone for a while, but actually don't know what their profile picture depicts.
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coffin-upalung · 27 days
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lets give it up for male whimpers. male whimpers everyone. round of applause give it up fo
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coffin-upalung · 27 days
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just saw a furry go "ugh pup masks are the worst thing to happen to the furry community" and it's like what are you talking about those are your cousins, at the end of the day you're both pretending to be gay dog men, i think it's just an aesthetic choice at that point
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coffin-upalung · 29 days
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Here’s to my family’s annual christmas eve tradition of exchanging new pajamas, & to my mother’s parallel tradition of attempting to shame me every year by making into a t-shirt, quote, “The most egregious thing that you, my daughter , thought it was okay to say during a nice family dinner” . This apparently was my worst offence of 2021
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coffin-upalung · 29 days
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i’m NOT the yaoi warrior.
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coffin-upalung · 29 days
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I drew the bat family
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coffin-upalung · 29 days
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Everyone makes fun of the fandom bitches but every once in a while they drop "Tom Nook and Crazy Redd are divorced" and we all go "Yes. Of course. Absolutely."
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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What "Boys will be Boys" is supposed to mean
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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rip Bones you would have loved an autism diagnosis
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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a sports bra is lingerie to the educated mind
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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don't give up
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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thinking about how when you punch a mirror so that it cracks and fractures into multiple shards reflecting your own visage back at you, you're really just ironically surrounding yourself with more of the self you loathe in your quest to attain self-destruction. the grotesque reproductive quality of gouging pieces from yourself in order to lessen the burden of existence, and in the process only proliferating more individual aspects of You, shedding them as you go. much to consider.
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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ao3 comments will be like “i like this line of your fic” and my reply will be like “fantastic thank you here’s my entire thought process about how i ended up with that particular line and also an outline for another fic i have and fifteen resources i used to research 1980s politics” and nobody asked for that chill
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coffin-upalung · 1 month
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not everything familiar is beneficial for where you’re at now
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