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#it’s almost poetic
starlahuskyz · 9 months
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I went to Santa Cruz and found a lost boys vinyl
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Makes sense
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perfucktions · 7 months
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“I think what he doesn’t understand is, I don’t need him. I want him. Or I wanted him. If I had a choice I’d do it all over again. Because even though there was hardships, arguments, & toxicity. There were beautiful, joyous, intimate moments. Moments I wouldn’t share with anybody else. Moments that I will always keep in my heart. He was definitely one of my greatest loves in life. I’ll always treasure that. And as the days pass, as the weeks pass, and I’m sure as the months pass. The more I process this, the more I realize I’m not sad because I miss him exactly. I’m sad because I miss those moments that will never happen again. When I think about the memories, my heart breaks all over again.”
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bookshopbentley · 1 year
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what an agonizing existence aziraphale must have . to be overflowing with love . to be forbidden from loving .
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jadewritesficshere · 3 months
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Thinking about Eddie Munson who was complaining to the rest of the band about his shoulders and neck hurting post show. One of them convinces him to go for a massage.
Eddie shows up day of and is told to strip to level of comfort and get under the sheets laying on his back, his masseuse will knock before coming in. Eddie has not an ounce of care or shame, strips completely naked. Scars and tattoos on full display. He climbs between the sheets and waits. After knocking and hearing a "come in", his masseuse enters and-
The most handsome man he's ever seen walks in. A bit of stubble on his defined jaw, soft pale lips Eddie wants to kiss, big brown eyes Eddie wants to get lost in, slutty little waist and an ass Eddie could-
He introduces himself as Steve. Verifies where Eddie had said his tension was on the form he hastily filled out. Then it starts.
And maybe, maybe, Eddie is a bit touch starved. He could have anyone he wants, but they don't want him just his fame. Pushes them all away. Only gets close to his band, but they all are busy and have their own people outside of work.
And Steve is just touching him. Rubbing smooth circles into his temple, down his cheekbones towards his jaw. Pressing on parts of Eddie's face he didn't even realize were tense. It's relaxing.
And Eddie regrets not leaving at least his boxers on to help hide that he's becoming hard. Kind of embarrassing, which makes his dick harder- which, that's a lot to unpack right now-
"Hey, relax man," Steve says, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. Eddie can see Steve's eyes dart towards the obvious situation," It's natural. Happens to the best of us." "Does it happen to you?" Eddie blurts out. Eddie wants to shove his face in one of these soft plush pillows and scream, but Steve just snorts a laugh and shakes his head at him. Doesn't even respond as he continues the massage.
Eddie tries to hold back his groans as Steve turns his head to the side and rubs his neck into his shoulders. He can feel the tension leave his body slowly. Feel the knots in his muscles release.
Eddie can't, however, hold back the noise he makes when Steve grabs a hold of his hair and tugs it. Eddie's eyes pop open and he stares into Steve's face, who has started blushing. Steve just clears his throat and let's Eddie's hair go before continuing the massage.
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months
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Prompt 146
So. Dan is a combination of both Danny and Vlad. Which he has never had an issue with before, but this is just frustrating. It’s not like he can’t deal with the fact the combination of the obsessions forms a protect family one, and he can deal with it. It’s not like he has one anymore. 
Which is where the gobsmacked annoyance came from- he was planning on destroying his sort-of past-self, showing this was inevitable. But his obsession, apparently like his old man, decided instead to latch onto the kid, definitely not helped by the fact the brat is like two years dead. If that, he can’t recall, all his ghostliness knows is that the brat is a fucking baby. 
He was going to destroy him, he swore! That had been the plan! So how the fuck did he get to helping the brat and the brat’s Jazz packing bags to run away? How the fuck is he responsible parent material, because he is damn sure he definitely isn’t. 
Damnit. He’s taking this half-grown clone daughter too. Fuck Vlad, he can rot in that thermos and the Fentons can stay trying to figure out why the portal is no longer working. Being the responsible one sucks though, he’d rather go back to destroying the world but killing the league a second time also sounds like too much work right now. Damnit again. 
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pencap · 6 months
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someone once told me there is no demon more frightening     than a good man     who has gone to war.
someone once told me      the only things we get to choose      are a hero's death      or a villain's life.
so they said. so they said. so they say.
but no one ever told me      what happens when a good man       goes to war      and becomes the demon.
but no one ever told me      you can die a hero     and be resurrected     to a villain's afterlife.
- by sylvie (j.p.)
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jazzzzzzhands · 8 months
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~To be as an Ocean, as a River
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Changing, adding, losing and leaving marks in one's wake~
oooh ooh So i'm really very very normal about Deity Wally
He is sooo Gentle looking to me..
I just wanted to play with him..
He got a little Buoy as a tiny HAT!!
(I dont think he noticed)
Deity Wally @cloudysunflowr
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ALEX TURNER, RIO DE JANEIRO, BR. by Zackery Michael
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local-lover-boy · 2 months
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"Do you think we love each other in every universe?"
I think there is some semblance of us echoed through every timeline. It's within the very core of my nature to witness and admire the moon.
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lilybug-02 · 2 years
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To lose one’s faith… is to lose one’s ability to see in the dark….
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oddlyzephyrous · 7 months
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it's so crazy to me- even in a meta sense you can feel the absence, because bad has been on the server off-stream from morning to night basically every day since the reset. like you would just see him meandering around the server, in the tablist, helping and trading and meeting with people early in the morning. and now he's not, and like qPhil right now, unless you know what happened you might not notice. But if you know you KNOW. he's not here. he's always here, and he's not here.
Bad, eternally awake, eternally dependable. If people needed something, they asked him. If eggs needed to be cared for and nobody else was available, he was there. And even after all that has happened, even if he's a trickster, a prankster, a liar, people KNEW he was dependable, especially with the eggs.
He was that background hum of a dependable appliance that you forget about until it goes silent, and you notice something's wrong, but you aren't quite able to figure out just what.
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sainzcharlos · 2 months
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This.
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kazamajun · 2 months
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All that was yours is soon to be mine. And all that you were shall disappear within me.
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leonardcohenofficial · 21 hours
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this may be a hot take but even this early in the season true detective is how i think twin peaks would feel if everyone in universe wasn’t romancing the death of laura palmer and the flaws of all of the law enforcement officers were much more prominent in the storytelling
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duusheen · 8 months
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Growth 🎶
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pencap · 6 months
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oh, these blue-eyed boys, these firestorm boys with constellations in their teeth, these back alley boys with bloody knuckles and painted smirks, these snowfall boys with quiet rage and quieter hopes.
pity these blue-eyed boys gave mercy on these blue-eyed boys because the world will have no mercy for them and they are born with almost etched in their bones.
he almost loved him. he almost kissed him. he almost held him.
he almost followed him. he almost stopped him. he almost caught him.
he almost saved him. he almost made it. he almost came home.
he almost—      he almost—           they almost—
they almost had a chance.
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