Am I just in hell or Gotham? || Goth obsessed with Hozier
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Y r u not goth anymore
I am still goth? I just branch out, it’s okay to find other things you’re into
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And now I’m scared…
I'm going as the Pride of Gotham City, our local cryptid myth, Batman.
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Sometimes I feel bad for not listening to goth music anymore and like I’m not goth anymore and then I realize it’s okay bc I’m still a little freak
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Me -> An asexual obsessed with Hozier
I’m listening
I lied, put your clothes back on. We're going to go into a full dissertation on the meanings behind each and every Hosier song, and perhaps even Florence + The Machine if the Lord allows it. I made a PowerPoint.
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As soon a Ceros heard her voice his eyes widened, his back perked against the wall. He jumped up, pivoting and pulling her into a tight bear hug.
“FUCK- thank goodness ya’re okay…”
They clung to her in silent, tears dripping from his eyes and seeping into the fabric of her shirt.
They pulled away, clearing their throat that was groggy from tears.
She has hated her body before, it wasn't often, but it would happen. She hasn't relapsed in months she was proud of herself, but there was one day she was bound to relapse no matter what. The day after her birthday, she had eaten so much yesterday, way too much. The food was delicious, she was grateful for all this food, but she really felt like she needed to start to lose weight. Even the Gotham Gazette thought so, comparing how she looked like when Bruce first took her in to right now, with a photo of her eating ice cream with some of her friends.
Maybe she wouldn't be so dizzy right now if she had just eaten breakfast, but thanks to the comment not even C-tier rogue said to her the other day, she definitely didn't have the stomach to eat some of Alfred’s waffles.
So here she was standing in the Manor's gym, feeling dizzy out of her mind, and bound to faint at any given moment, while the only things fueling her were gum and water. But don't worry she definitely fine
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I fear you may have been neurodivergent
I also fear that this is still happening
Why did i received the bullying and not the girl who meowed in the middle of the class
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Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit.
“Sara…?? Sara?!” He held her tighter, his eyes widening. Was this what it was like when they fainted? He didn’t notice how hard he was breathing- he was hyperventilating. His hands shook like the wings of a hummingbird. He gripped his palms, making them stop their tremors for the moment as he lifted her up and into his arms.
He gently placed her into her bed. Leaving but still sitting outside the room, their hand tapped against the floor.
“Look at what ya done did now, Ceros.” He’d mumbled to himself. Their hands moving up to grip onto their locs, tugging at each side.
She has hated her body before, it wasn't often, but it would happen. She hasn't relapsed in months she was proud of herself, but there was one day she was bound to relapse no matter what. The day after her birthday, she had eaten so much yesterday, way too much. The food was delicious, she was grateful for all this food, but she really felt like she needed to start to lose weight. Even the Gotham Gazette thought so, comparing how she looked like when Bruce first took her in to right now, with a photo of her eating ice cream with some of her friends.
Maybe she wouldn't be so dizzy right now if she had just eaten breakfast, but thanks to the comment not even C-tier rogue said to her the other day, she definitely didn't have the stomach to eat some of Alfred’s waffles.
So here she was standing in the Manor's gym, feeling dizzy out of her mind, and bound to faint at any given moment, while the only things fueling her were gum and water. But don't worry she definitely fine
OPEN RP
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Ceros was fine with the loss of their daggers.
They'd been experimenting with daggers a lot more to mix things up, hand to hand combat was more of their style.
They knew how the fight was going to end but still decided to at least humor the situation.
With the failed punch, they'd inched back, preventing her from falling on their foot. They then hook one arm under her arm pit and swooped behind her to pull her into a head lock.
"I'm going ta be honest. Your fighting's absolute shit right now. I don’t exactly know what’s going through that mind of yours right now but I know it’s pushing ya past your limits. Ya don’t have the energy for this right now, sis.”
She has hated her body before, it wasn't often, but it would happen. She hasn't relapsed in months she was proud of herself, but there was one day she was bound to relapse no matter what. The day after her birthday, she had eaten so much yesterday, way too much. The food was delicious, she was grateful for all this food, but she really felt like she needed to start to lose weight. Even the Gotham Gazette thought so, comparing how she looked like when Bruce first took her in to right now, with a photo of her eating ice cream with some of her friends.
Maybe she wouldn't be so dizzy right now if she had just eaten breakfast, but thanks to the comment not even C-tier rogue said to her the other day, she definitely didn't have the stomach to eat some of Alfred’s waffles.
So here she was standing in the Manor's gym, feeling dizzy out of her mind, and bound to faint at any given moment, while the only things fueling her were gum and water. But don't worry she definitely fine
OPEN RP
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“Bullshit.” Their eyes narrowed. A loc falling over their face.
“The family’s still eating and I know for a fact ya ain’t an early risa…”
Ceros accent came out as well, but it wasn’t really for a certain reason. He just felt more comfortable not forcing that authoritative rich kid accent around the house.
He understood the fear. Fuck he’d pleaded with Jason to not to tell anyone about his condition. Of course he also understood that he needed help…
They walked to their cubby, placed their cane into its hold on the wall, and tucked their loc back into place. They strapped on their fingerless sparing gloves and picked up their spare daggers.
“Let’s make a deal. We spa’e. You win, I go away and fo’get this eva happened. I win, ya go eat breakfast.”
He’d stand a foot away from her, holding out his dagger.
“We have a deal?” He’d slightly tilt his head, awaiting her answer.
She has hated her body before, it wasn't often, but it would happen. She hasn't relapsed in months she was proud of herself, but there was one day she was bound to relapse no matter what. The day after her birthday, she had eaten so much yesterday, way too much. The food was delicious, she was grateful for all this food, but she really felt like she needed to start to lose weight. Even the Gotham Gazette thought so, comparing how she looked like when Bruce first took her in to right now, with a photo of her eating ice cream with some of her friends.
Maybe she wouldn't be so dizzy right now if she had just eaten breakfast, but thanks to the comment not even C-tier rogue said to her the other day, she definitely didn't have the stomach to eat some of Alfred’s waffles.
So here she was standing in the Manor's gym, feeling dizzy out of her mind, and bound to faint at any given moment, while the only things fueling her were gum and water. But don't worry she definitely fine
OPEN RP
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Ceros had waken up early as per usual. Since their diet was different they’d like to prepare their own meals. Though Alfred wouldn’t mind cooking something specific for them they were already so used to cooking for theirself.
They’d spend most of the morning putting their outfits together for the week. They had to make sure they presented perfectly, especially because of the new budget they had. But more importantly because of the new eyes on them. Two years of paparazzi and they’d still not got used to them. And unlike the assholes at school fighting wasn’t an option.
After preparing for the week they headed for the gym. They’d been slacking from their training, most of their energy being reserved for tech week, but now that their show wrapped up it was time to get back on track.
The gym was huge, but echoed like all hell. They heard the sound of another and investigated. Seeing their sister. Yikes. They recognized that look on her face.
“How long have you been down here?” They asked, leaning against their cane. Their usual tired monotonous gaze on their face.
She has hated her body before, it wasn't often, but it would happen. She hasn't relapsed in months she was proud of herself, but there was one day she was bound to relapse no matter what. The day after her birthday, she had eaten so much yesterday, way too much. The food was delicious, she was grateful for all this food, but she really felt like she needed to start to lose weight. Even the Gotham Gazette thought so, comparing how she looked like when Bruce first took her in to right now, with a photo of her eating ice cream with some of her friends.
Maybe she wouldn't be so dizzy right now if she had just eaten breakfast, but thanks to the comment not even C-tier rogue said to her the other day, she definitely didn't have the stomach to eat some of Alfred’s waffles.
So here she was standing in the Manor's gym, feeling dizzy out of her mind, and bound to faint at any given moment, while the only things fueling her were gum and water. But don't worry she definitely fine
OPEN RP
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Because sexuality is fluid ‘specially if ya not heterosexual
I like girls, why am I showing interest in men?
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Every so often I hear a song in my mix that makes my smile drop so fast.
Like wtf you just opened a two year old wound tf??
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Gang you might be a vampire now
I got bit by a bat when using the computer :(
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How have you not died from bacterial infection???????
I just remembered I used to get bullied for the BRAND of WATER I DRANK as a kid
Like what??? It's water, leave me alone?? I just got the cheapest kind because I was poor as hell
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…Oh my god.
I just remembered I used to get bullied for the BRAND of WATER I DRANK as a kid
Like what??? It's water, leave me alone?? I just got the cheapest kind because I was poor as hell
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What water did you drink in the circus Richard???
I just remembered I used to get bullied for the BRAND of WATER I DRANK as a kid
Like what??? It's water, leave me alone?? I just got the cheapest kind because I was poor as hell
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Allergies gone, but new pain arises
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