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the way i wasn’t able to read anything for Months and then i stumble upon ONE (1) weird book and i cannot put it back down

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sss

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well the eagle eats my liver every day around 3pm, but otherwise i can meet when it best suits your schedule!

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well the eagle eats my liver every day around 3pm, but otherwise i can meet when it best suits your schedule!

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the vocabulary of loss is the dictionary

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nothing turns me on more than knowing how much im turning you on

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can i come over and intentionally make you painfully hard while i act like i have no idea what i'm doing to you

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Who else has thousands of ideas but unfortunately your mortal form is constantly at 'low battery' energy levels?

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Sirius: do I make you hard, Moony?

Remus (without missing a beat): You make everything difficult, yes

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the heart shaped locket with a portrait of my nemesis inside stays ON during sex

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oops I accidentally separated myself emotionally from everyone to avoid feeling any bad feelings & it worked but at the expense of my sense of connectedness and belonging

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i’m in many one sided tumblr relationships

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Lev St. Valentine

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oh shit my leitmotif is on here hold my drink

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Can't believe I'm witnessing Tumblr being shipped with AO3 in real time

What a time to be alive

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snippy schnip

thank u for the tag @royalthorned i love u!!

so i havent really been working on any fanfic lately but i wrote something really devastating for an original fic of mine so,, enjoy<3

Every now and then Min will sneak onto a cargo train to get a ride way out of the city. There’s a parking space up north, similar to the one for the passenger trains at the [*beep*] station.

Taking the bike would take longer, could draw more attention, and Min doesn’t think she’d find a good enough hiding place for it.

It’s quieter there, though most would argue with her on that, given the bypassing iron monsters that travel through. But Min prefers it to the noise of the city. Less people, less voices, less sounds that remind her of how lonely she is.

Like that, laying in the bed of a wagon or the roof of one, she feels less lonely and simply…alone. It’s more bearable like this, she’s gotten to find out.

There are trees out there too and Min likes to listen to the wind brushing against the leaves. The iron sounds of wagons connecting, disconnecting, wheels against the tracks, it blurs into white noise after a while and so it’s just Min and nature.

Min will stare at the grey sky and she will imagine the clouds moving sluggishly against bright blue background above the fog. On clearer days she doesn’t even have to imagine, simply train her eyes above and trace.

When she comes in the early evenings, there will be crows cawing in the distance, loud and hungry, and sometimes Min weighs the possibility of being their dinner. Imagines them fluttering down, their sharp nails clicking against the rusted metal of the wagon, and start picking their beaks into the flesh of her torso and feed. She will slow her breath and lay there as still as possible, try and look as dead as something with a continuous heartbeat can be and she’ll wait.

The crows never come.

And Min will return back to the city, unharmed, fully intact and with a hole in her chest all the same.

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