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#i promise(?
qingwaaa · 2 days
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Ugh not these bitches again
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xremus-is-deadx · 1 day
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I am unwell
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I NEED HER NOWWWW
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gerards-cereal · 3 days
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IM NOT OKAY.
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Don't ship real people, and by that I mean if I see another post speculating about my sexual relationship with other Leaguers I will throw up .
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sugar-grigri · 11 hours
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*me dancing while cleaning* Asaden in outfits inspired by all those vanished fears…….
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afrowrites · 3 days
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The Princess and the Farmboy Part One
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(Sorry I keep using the same gif lol)
Ok so this one is a little bit of a short one, only because I felt really bad that I didn't post this and I had huge writers block. I will post the full fic by the end of the month (hopefully)
Clark Kent x Black Reader.
Rated: Teen and up
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Descrip: Your brother Lex decides that you need a break from the city and takes you to smallville, You think your gonna go insane from ennui. Then you (Un)fourtunately fall into the arms of one titular Farmboy.
“Mercy, tell me why I have to leave the comfort of Metropolis to go to Swampville.” you whine
“Smallville,” Mercy corrects you. “Master Luthor enjoys the small town vibe and he has friends here he wants you to meet.” You scoff and roll your eyes. 
You hail from the richest of the richest, after your parents were robbed and murdered Lionel (out of the blue I add) decided that Lex could use a playmate so he adopted you. You and Lex became attached at the hip. You needed him when the memories of your parents haunting faces marred your mind, and he needed you when Lionel was too much. 
Your car stops, you hear a knock on your side of the car. “(Y/n) you wanna come outside.” You hear your adoptive brother’s voice. The door opens as you take his hand. The surrounding area looks so boring to you it almost makes you barf.
 “Mmm, gotta love that clean air.” Lex sighs. “I don’t know how you could like this place it’s so… boring.” you groan. You and him take a stroll on the bridge not knowing that just across the way a strong tall annoying boy is within earshot.
“I think you’ll start to like it here, It’s great when I need a break and trust me you need one.” Lex meant well when he brought you here. He’s noticed that you’ve thrown yourself into school and work more often, rarely having time for friends or fun.
The bridge starts to crack ever so slightly and Clark taking a walk hears this, he’s cautious but near.
“Fine I’ll try to stay here but the minute something goes wro-” You sooner eat your words as you suddenly fall into the water below Lex with you in tow. Something wizzes past you both, you see Lex get pulled out of the water, He’s sopping wet as Mercy goes to check on him suddenly your pulled out of the water. You cough for a bit letting your eyes adjust when you see the cutest guy you have ever seen in your life. He’s tall, has pretty green/blue eyes and his hand is on your boob right now.
 “Um… your hand.” You nod to his hand. “Oh my god I am so sorry!” he screeches in your ear. He stands you up, Lex starts “You know you always seem to be there whenever I need saving.” Lex joked. 
You just stood there stewing in anger, your wet clothes sticking to you, your sew-in starting to puff up. Yeah you're done with this, “Lex can we go, my hair is soaking wet, I’m cold as hell. We need to go now!” You screech that last line out spooking the annoyingly tall good looking boy standing next to him. 
“She’s a bit annoying, isn’t she.”, “Dude watch it, she’s my sister.” Lex rebuttals.
“I’m annoying, no, what's annoying is that I got dropped in six feet of cold water, My hair is messed up, and now I am stuck in this hick town for god knows how long, And you TOUCHED MY BOOB!” 
Lex and Clark go wide eyed as you hobble to the car with Mercy in tow, “OH AND YOU OWE ME A NEW PAIR OF THAT’S SO KATES!” you yell down to them.
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poppyplate · 6 months
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he's trying his best
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addsalwayssick · 7 months
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Remus opened his letter, surprised when it appeared to be a howler. The last time he’d heard one was the day before Sirius got disowned back in 5th year.
He was in the dining hall for breakfast, sitting at the staff table. He watched as Harry and Hermione plotted, looking anxious. He blew it off, as it seemed Harry was always weary.
“A howler,” Snape sneered from beside him.
“Astute observation, Severus.” Remus told him, nodding at him.
Remus disregarded Snape, and focused on the howler. There was no name on it, so it was possible it was from a student playing a prank. In good nature, for the prankingnostalgia, Remus opened it.
There was silence for a moment before a loud, booming voice started to yell. “DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAIL” And it was his Sirius Black. And he knew they would find each other again.
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witchyy-kittyy · 1 month
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Erik: the world has wronged me and therefore I will kill everyone
Apocalypse: I’ll help you but I’m gonna hurt Charles
Erik: You’re going to WHAT
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22mzk03 · 2 months
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A fast thing because I have been busy, yet my FYP is full of them🩷💚⭐️
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ftmtftm · 29 days
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Honestly, the most genuine advice I can give to other traumatized queer people who were traumatized by other queer people is that you need to internalize the fact that queer people who share an identity with your abuser(s) are not your abuser(s).
You cannot project your trauma onto others in that way. It is not fair to you and it is not fair to them. I understand. It's a fear response. It's PTSD. It's trauma. But you cannot let it control the way you view other queer people who are not your abuser(s) because they are not your abuser(s).
Queer people are just that - people. We can hurt each other. We can traumatize each other. We can do horrific things to each other just like any other human being can. But you cannot fall into the mind trap of blanketing your trauma around entire identities. The problem with your abuser(s) is that they abused you, not that they were a particular kind of queer.
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beyondplusultra · 1 year
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It's like I blinked and "Haha I'm going to kill myself" became a funny joke to make again, or an alright thing to say ironically. You guys stop that. You'll feel better for not saying it, I promise.
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coralnoodle · 7 months
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Are you afraid of death, little Phantom?
i had this piece in my brain for like a week
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juniperarts · 7 months
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I understand Freddy, I'd miss him too 😭
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ryliith · 2 months
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More Shane...
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