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pondslime · 1 year

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Okay, hear me out - mainly because of your fic.

Bo gets reader pregnant and is very salty about it but also very proud

the idea of bo successfully impregnating someone is SO fucking terrifying djhjdsfhjdf can u fuckin imagine having to deal w/his ass while ur pregnant and sick and moody. and he's all ooga booga that's my girl ooga booga I did that hehehehehehe u ain't goin nowhere ooga booga

absolutely HORRIFIC oh my god. he'd be so fuckin weird about it??? simultaneously annoyed that ur now a permanent thorn in his side but also absolutely SMUG SELF-SATISFIED

tangentially related, but a couple months ago me and poki transcended space n time together and fully lost our minds writing the WEIRDEST shit about this terrifying fucking concept. emphasis on the terrifying

under the cut is an UNCOMFORTABLE little snippet I wrote from that madness.

concept: you have the baby. the world doesn't end, even though it feels like it does. that baby turns twelve and stumbles upon something he shouldn't.

“I found more in Pa’s drawer.” He chokes around air, his words coming out in watery gulps. He stares at you through your eyes. You see him without seeing him. You see yourself.

“What were you doing in there?” You hear your voice behind you, curled beside your ear. It comes from the door and the window and the wallpaper—and then deeper still, in the core of the house, bleeding.

“I was lookin’ for a gun.”

The floor underneath you splinters and you bottom out. You’re in the caverns snaking under the town and the church pews. You’re not in any of those places, either. The fuzz of television static is back, crowding around you and pushing you between the jagged hopping of the lines as they jitter around your skull.

“Baby.” You gather him into your arms, pulling him into the crook of your neck. He sobs. His grip is too tight. You’ve been here before, but never like this. The static hisses into glittering points of light. The front of your dress is soaked with tears, with the blubber of drool from his mouth as he babbles that

he didn’t know why he did that, because daddy always keeps his guns in the living room, and he knows that, but he went in anyway because maybe he’d forgotten this time—

Your lightning bug boy with baby fat still in his cheeks, skimmed off the edges to make room for a face that began and ended with you. Half-man already, limbs too big for the space he occupied. The remnants of the boy on the roof, a bruise blooming on his cheek. Your heart walking around and growing teeth.

—and maybe maybe mama, I could. I could.

I know how.

“You gotta go put all that back.” Your voice is a whisper of smoke above the tree line.

“How long you been here, mama?”

You can see yourself on the set of drawers over the top of his head. She smiles at you.

“Baby. You’ve gotta go put that back. Go put it all back right now.”

#oof sorry for that!!! ouch yikes ouch #asks #flaggermuser #pregnancy cw #sinclair brainrot hours #<-that's it! that's the tag!

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syn4k · 1 month

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#apollo's tag

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pterygoidwalk · 8 months

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sometimes i wonder what my cat named me

#oc #or like #self portrait #art tag

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nromal · 2 months

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okay so i work in the deli of a grocery store, yeah? and today i got this guy who came up with his two twin children, around five years old. he walks up to the counter, carrying one kid in each arm, and loudly goes "oh, no, i forgot what i wanted!" and turns to the boy in his left arm and, in a perfect blues clues style voice, goes "caleb, do you remember what i wanted?" and the boy goes "half pound of yellow cheese!"

i, obviously, say "you've got it little sir!" and slice up half a pound of yellow american cheese, handing it to the little boy, who looks it over, nods, and tucks it in his lap.

then the man goes "well, we can't just have cheese on our sandwiches. but what else can we put on there?" and the little gurl in his other arm goes "half pound of ham!" so i nod and say "yes ma'am! what kind?" and she points at a random cut of turkey, so her father nods and says "like she said, honey ham!" i cut half a pound of honey ham, hand it to the little lady, she looks it over, nods and puts it in her lap.

then the man goes "now, what should we have for the side?" and the kids both simultaneously start cheering "macking cheese!!!" and the man spins on his heel and marches off, presumably to find the macking cheese.

later, the little boy comes wandering back to the counter while his father looks on and loudly and proudly proclaims that he wants to know where the mustard is. i point him to the correct aisle, he nods, says "thank you mister deli woman" and walks away.

#talk tag

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sp1resong · 2 months

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being self aware suuuucks like yeah this thought pattern/behavior is stupid and pointless and a symptom. i know this. [does it anyways

#spire rambles #ocd tag #<- for organizational purposes (this post is primarily about ocd)#hit posts

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everoutoftouch · 5 months

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If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.