#How mysterious

[fatguarddog]

Just got an ask notification and then it disappeared before I could even click on it.... huuuh?

[halfslashmoon]

You still have time. Another casualty of the software upgrade. Probably fixable but it would need some big creative changes and I would rather just Not for like 40000 reasons. Still. Transes you.

[teaaddictdraws]

July 17th 1953

Dear Thunder,

Looks like you finally took matters into your own wheels, or shall I say, hands. Isn't it interesting what grief can do to people? You were feeling lonely despite me trying to help you out, yet you chose to exile yourself by staying away from everyone and let your own thoughts drown you in dispear.

I have received your letter. The last one I will ever receive from you. Honestly, I am very disappointed. Disappointed in how blind you were. Disappointed in how desperate you were. How careless you were to your friends and teammates, who sacrificed themselves for your sake and sake of those around you. But they are the reason you made this choice, aren't they? You were always close to them. Maybe even too close. God, forgive me for the world may call me selfish for saying this, but don't I deserve to complain? In the end, you were the selfish one when you chose to leave your pregnant wife. When you chose to leave me.

The townfolks haven't noticed anything yet. However, it won't take long until they realize that you're missing, unlike your friends. I pity them. I pity them more that I pity you actually. I was upset too when they passed away and no one said a thing. Those people only praise you because you were the first of your kind. They weren't.

I will be honest with you, as angry as I am, I am also saddened by the news. But unlike you, I won't let the grief take me down. You asked me not to tell anyone about this. Fine. No one will know a single thing. But just so you know she won't know anything. I'll do my best to help the time swipe away all the memories about you. Anything so you can be forgotten together with them. My dear Melody, you aren't born yet. I'll do everything in my power so you don't take your fathers body, so you don't end up like him.

So this is the end of it. I know you'll never read this letter but I wish you meet those for whom you chose to leave.

Farewell,

Kamila Smith

[memesandmusicalss]

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[i01-xcl]

Goin' down, boys?

[greyhounddbites]

you're so damn kissable i would take a long ass flight just for you i swear AAA

you anons are so cute I swear LOL you're just using me as an excuse to visit Hawaii 🙄/j

[feyd-meowtha]

Sometimes things happen in my life that make me wonder whether I should get evaluated for autism.... and then I remember I've written 200k words of Dune fanfiction..... Hmmmmm.... Intriguing....

[bookwyrminspiration]

Keefex hurt/comfort brain so rotted that it’s almost gone Keefe bending down to hold Dex while he sobs hysterically I need it, Shannon, give it to me now, Ms Messenger

Alright which one of them is sobbing hysterically. And why. The way I'm interpreting this is that Dex is on the ground injured, so either he's crying from fear/pain and Keefe is trying desperately to stay calm and keep him calm, telling him everything is going to be okay. Or, Dex is doing the comforting, smiling through the pain and trying not the let Keefe see--it doesn't work, Keefe can feel it all as he holds tight to him, but he doesn't let go. And both are excellent options

but! there's also the emotional interpretation where Keefe is collapsing into Dex's arms because he simply doesn't have enough will to continue. He needs to break and he needs to be somewhere safe to do it. he needs someone who can fix things.

Dex knows what it feels like to be not enough, to be falling apart, to never be good enough. And with his technopathy, all the small pieces and delicate moving parts have taught him to be careful, how to be gentle.

I'm not confident that Shannon will be giving this to you anytime soon, but luckily for you, that's what fanfic is for!!

[grokebaby]

:)

[mintaii]

a wandering knight, drawn to the quiet of the forest. her touch may be a blessing or a curse.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Finally caught up with Apothecary Diaries. I can't believe they gave Maomao a gun.

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[ev-enhotterthanyou]

crazy how clicking the volume up button twice turns your phone into an angelic force of nature...

[chloesimaginationthings]

What if Michael Afton was in FNAF into the pit,,

[respectthefishuwu]

*appears from the depths*

[ukiyoebirds]

When you're an undiagnosed neurodivergent and ask your neurodivergent friend if it's normal to think this way.

Art by me (Ukiyoebirds). Script by @krazycat6167. Who is just so good at writing soft poignant moments that stab me in the heart.

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