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[emilsendo]

So....I did something for those who feel pretty shitty and tired of life. I hope it will make ya'all feel better and I am deeply sorry if you're feeling down right now :/ I tried to embody Draken's character a bit so that the text was as similar as possible to his way of speaking etc., it's a kind of "letter", motivation to make you feel better.

Enjoy!

Hey,

I know things have been rough for you lately. Life has this messed-up way of knocking us down when we least expect it. But listen to me—you’re still standing. That’s what matters.

You’ve always been strong, even when you don’t see it. I’ve seen you push through things most people would’ve given up on. And I get it, some days feel like you’re carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. But you don’t have to carry it alone. You’ve got people who care about you, me included.

So don’t shut yourself away. If you ever need to talk, yell, or just sit in silence, I’m here. No matter how dark things feel right now, I promise you, there’s still light ahead. And if you can’t see it yet, I’ll help you find it.

Take it one step at a time. You got this.

— Draken

[littleprincerianne]

sometimes i just wanna be stripped of all obligations and responsibilities, sat in front of a screen showing dancing fruit on repeat whether i look at it or not and be told everything will be alright and be called a little prince instead of my name and be held as i sleep because responsibilities and obligations and not even sparing myself the minute to feel itty bitty cuz it never feels safe suck

[justaweirdo06]

Since my five month break I have:

Started highschool

Started a child development class

Joined my school's Environmental Club

Joined the anime club

Joined the school's Drama club

Had my quinceañera in the middle of hurricane Helene

Survived hurricane Helene

Joined the school's GSA club

Became the official photographer for the school's Environmental Club

Evacuated my house

Survived hurricane Milton

Surviving on a generator because despite the fact most if not the whole county has power we still don't

Said generator ran out of gas as I type this

I'm currently catching up on Oc-tober

Life been going great!!!

As for my moots, I see y'all, and I have been stalking your pages once I get the time to there will be reblogs glore!!! I really hope you're all having a better time than me, and if you're also in the same boat of suffering like me, let's hope it won't last for long!

@ask-observer-ron

@thelazyclown

@worldharnity

@xxalicebearxx

@idonotknow1000

@dreamydoodles27

@lonely-abstraction

@imeatwasp

[neverbeurs]

MODEL BF!HAECHAN TEXTS

model bf!lee haechan × g!n reader

warnings : mildly suggestive, short and spicy (enjoy<3)

i’ve been so obsessed w haechans arena korea photos 😞

©️ crzns

09092023

[only-cupidarii]

It's twelve in the morning 😭😭 ig it's an unhealthy habit of me doing this 😭😭 I'm sorry future me who must be struggling with three hours of sleep 😭❤️

~~~

Writing prompts

-fluff

"need my jacket?"

"a ride home?"

"irritating, but i love you, so it doesn't matter."

"Can you atleast get off my back so I can walk?" "No!"

"it's too early! Come back!"

"Here let me carry those"

"A kiss for good luck?"

"you're shit at this"

"do you even know how to play?"

"Really? After two hours this is what you come up with, you know what, i like it."

"Breakfast in bed for my princess!"

"Can you atleast shut the door?"

"You're so stupid, but that's why I love you."

"Me? Dance? No way, but with you... We could improvise.."

"Can you atleast open the door? I'm outside with your favourite snacks.."

"i thought you'd like it-" " and i do, in fact, i don't like it, i love it. Thanks.."

~~~

Short since i have no motivation 😭😭😭

[no132-ditto]

It's crazy how despite how awful Twitter is, someone referencing "Twitter users" deprecatingly on another site is a good indicator for them being the worst person alive.

It's never about the Nazis, JKR brigade, or even just crypto bros. It's just the new way to say "SJW" in the 2020s. Or maybe "Tumblrinas" now that nobody uses Tumblr.

This was smth I've been noticing for a while but I got reminded of it again coming across this Reddit thread

The pattern just keeps holding

[ouijaghostwriting]

Content warning: werewolf sex, size kink, submission

God, you needed this. To let go, give over to your instincts, and feel. Laid out on your back, the werewolf pushing your legs out of the way, and his thick cock pounding all thoughts from your head. You were solely focused on him thrusting in and out, your soft, velvety insides clenching around him rhythmically. The werewolf's body overtook yours in every way, and something about him being so much larger stirred arousal in you. He nearly cooed at the pathetic whimpers and moan you made, but what made him crazy was when you growled at him. He would place his teeth right at the corner of your jaw and growled back, it would rumble through him and all through your body. He'll keep you there for a while, continuing to scatter your brain with his dick.

[sheisblackangel]

Belated happy valentine's day people ! 💋❣️ A little poem for the event ✨❤️

© BlackAngel

[letterforyourthough98]

If red tinted glasses make me love you for throwing me around,

Then blue tinted glasses I wear protect my soul even when you say "I love you."

[josies-not-suicidal-now]

I remember holding this nerd friend of mine, who I kinda took less seriously because she was such a nerd. Her whole family was made of nerds, both her younger brothers, her control freak mom, and even her limp noodle of a dad, all nerds. And I remember holding this nerd friend of mine close because she was sleeping over at my place. I felt really disgusted with myself for holding her at the time, because I felt like I was just one more in a long line of desperate little boys who had pressed their bodies against hers in the hope of some sort of respite. But we were having one of those conversations you have before you go to sleep, and I mentioned that I felt like I had been living life on autopilot for the past couple months. And she didn’t understand what I meant so I explained how usually it felt like I made all my decisions deliberately, like I actually payed attention to what I was doing most days, but for the last couple weeks everything seemed to just be happening automatically. And she responded that that’s how she always felt, the idea of doing something deliberately was completely foreign to her.

We’ve both grown up now, we have our own apartments, she’s in france right now I think, and that conversation feels so much more terrifying now. Because now I know that at the time, I was completely dissociated from that conversation because of the overwhelming dysphoria I was living through, and she was so dissociated from her life and desires that she didn’t even that know she was a lesbian.

[littleprincerianne]

Hiii!! You've been awarded the cutest content award! 🏆🥳 Send this to a few of your favorite blogs to spread the happiness and to put a smile on their face! Keep being your cute-tastic self! 😊💛

trying to clear out asks so i can navigate easier and there's no way i'm just preserving these through archived screenshots in my phone gallery cuz these two asks have motivated me since the day i got 'em so here's a dedicated post ʕ⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴥ⁠ꈍ⁠ʔ ilyall too

[justaweirdo06]

GUESS WHO JUST GRADUATED MIDDLE SCHOOL

Honestly, kind of scared. I don't want to go to high school; most of my friends aren't even going to the same school as me. 

But that's besides the point: summer is finally starting, so expect more frequent posts from now on. Not too frequent, however, since, as you may not know, I'm not just a content creator; I have a life behind the screen, like spending time with my family, earning my driver's permit, and getting my volunteer hours over with.

[lunapsie]

escrever parece tortura agora que finalmente entendi que essa é a única forma que tenho para espelhar os meus sentimentos indecorosos em alinho.

visitar esses lugares sem que eu nem precise me mover é puro desgaste, porque eu sei que você assombra todos eles. serei banhada por angustia e sufocarei sozinha em minha própria imensidão.

se eu morrer amanhã, seria egoísmo esperar que você não viva por causa disso, mas nesciamente esperei; esperei que doasse um bocado da tua vida para mim, semelhante ao que fiz por ti quando dediquei-lhe impetuosamente todo o meu ser.

[single-every-single-day]

all a man needs to do is be a little silly and i'm IMMEDIATELY head over heels

[lamppostss]

"Burning Questions" (Suits)

"The building was on fire and it wasn’t my fault. - Hyde, what is going on? He arrived quicker than I expected. The ringing in my ears perfectly masked the screeching of tires and the sound of opening doors. - It appears to have burst into flames, sir. – I answered, sitting on the ground like a concussed chimp, with my scarf slightly singed from the explosion. - How? Normally I would tell him to pack the stupid questions in and call someone to put the fire out, but that wasn’t a normal situation: - I think someone missed their mark… He sighed, standing behind me while I got up from the ground, both of us staring at the flimsy wooden structure being devoured by smoke and flame: - Get in the car. I think at that moment I finally got some of my brain matter back into place: - Shouldn’t we, you know, extinguish the place first? - What for? - These fields are made of corn. Corn, sir, is flammable. Highly so. I could hear him click his tongue behind his stupid toaster-looking mask. Probably rolled his eyes too. Cheeky prick. - People are on the job as we speak. Get in the car, Hyde. I raised my finger, preparing to send him to a nice camping holiday in “FuckYourselfVille”, but then, perhaps for the better, I stopped and silently got into his damned car. It was a better idea than standing outside and inhaling the presumably toxic fumes while arguing with my pseudo-boss. So there I was, dirty and tired, sitting next to a leader of a pretty influential group. At least in our district, anyway. We were speeding down the highway back into the City, with thousands of stars dotting the sky and hundreds of lamps lighting the empty road. - So, ugh, what now, number man? - You tell me. I froze. Punching Nine right now wouldn’t solve anything, though it would be an appropriate response: - Well, you get your head out of your ass, tell me about what we do next and keep your eyes on the road. And then I take your secretary out on a stake dinner, I don’t fucking know… A long quiet followed. I knew for a fact that he was a good speaker, but now he looked like he was getting back at me for all those jabs I took at him. Those long pauses were killing me. - Were the reports true? – Nine broke the silence. Finally. - Yep. Looked like a drug lab to me. Though I didn’t see any powder – only bootleg tonics and stacks of chemicals. - I see. Another pause. He was either absorbed in thought or really not in the mood to start making any sense soon. - You’ll still pay me, right? - After we get in touch with some of the offices. “Offices” was just a fancy name for smaller organizations, more often than not independent from all the families. On paper at least. In practice - most of them were definitely on some fat cats payroll. - Which ones? - “Hooks”, at the very least. - Those are House Clubs. - And? - Clubs hate Diamonds? - And Diamonds hate Clubs. But they know me and they know that lying isn’t my MO. An exchange of what goes on behind locked doors and in hushed whispers. Listening to him was like trying to solve a crossword while both high on acid and lights-out drunk. I dusted off some soot of the brim of my hat: - And then what? As we were approaching the city limit, we got stuck on the first red light. Nine turned to me, most likely frowning at me and my barrage of questions: - We investigate. Get more hands on the case, probably from all the Houses. I think whatever we stumbled upon isn’t a major threat yet, but it can quickly get out of control. Or perhaps we haven’t even seen the full picture… - Oh, how very lovely, sir Nine. I already see all the Houses working together, sure it won’t backfire at all. We’ll even have a nice little dance party afterwards, I am sure. I could hear him smirk behind the helmet: - We don’t need Houses. We need people from the Houses. - And you think you and your office buddies have enough of a pull to organize something like that, really? - You will see, mister Hyde. You will see."