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I feel like a deflated balloon. Like one of the passive aggressive balloons that say something like “happy fuckin whatever”

Mow mow

Mow

I designed the girls(and angel dust) dresses because I have nothing better to do

Plz do not repost

Being cruel is no way to deal with your problems. Being hateful only creates more hate.

I need to get a baby carrier for my cat

The card my therapist gave me after my spinal fusion surgery

We didn’t even get to the best part of to wong foo:(

Visiting my pookie in hospital!

@parisiterileymoon

I need to tear that man apart with my teeth(positive)

Woke up from surgery and they gave me morphineeeer

Oh hunny the crazy is still there. The crazy never left. She is STILL in the room with us.

Why would all of my fictional crushes absolutely hate me if they met me. Like I would be so psyched and they would just be like “get this weird autistic child away from me please”

Why would all of my fictional crushes absolutely hate me if they met me. Like I would be so psyched and they would just be like “get this weird autistic child away from me please”

Bro now way a NSFW account just followed me😭😭😭😭😭😭

So yeah basically I got proposed to💅💅💅

THOMAS SANDERS UPLADED A NEW VIDEO THIS DAY KEWPS GWRRIBG BETTER

Today has been the BEST DAY

Today has been the BEST DAY

THIS IS FUCKING DECADENT I wanna eat it/pos

A wall to lean on

Male reader x Husk angsty fic! Word count: 375 words

This is part of a fic trade with the lovely @parisiterileymoon

It was shameful and embarrasing, you thought to yourself "i've outdone myself again, another one who hates me now"

"i don't deserve him, and he doesn't deserve to put up with me" is the truth that you came to after seeing how you had driven Husk, it was clear as day that he couldn't stand you anymore, from the attitude to him getting mad at every chance he got, to the fact that on some nights he wouldn't even come near you in bed.

You were admittedly a pest, witty and never serious. And to top that your love language quality time was not "cuddling and going on dates" kind of quality time no, you got the "annoy the other person until you can see their blood vessels on their forehead" kind of quality time, and never mind that in the few sporadic occasions that you were serious you tended to be as moody as an emo band in the 2000s.

𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 he must have been fed up with you, how could he not?

But nontheless, in spite of your now 3 days of continuos brooding in your room, he came and with a seemingly sober voice he said

"what are doing in here, something wrong?"

"letting you get some peace and quiet, i thought you were fed up with me, all week you clearly did NOT want to deal with me, so i got the hint and back down"

he comes into your room, with a face that to you was unreadable for now, you were straight up confused, why would he want your company now? He sits down besides you and slings an arm over your shoulders, "i've missed you, you know", you sat there suprised, "i wasn't angry with you dear" he sighs "i just had a shitty week, and you know i don't get over myself quickly". OH SHIT it's not my fault? for real?

"If anything this whole thing is my fault, i should have told you". Your heart immediately felt lifted off the ground, and a waveof relief hit you hard, but not as hard as the kiss that that Husk was about to give you. Seems that this old man can still charm you like no other.

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First ever time writing for Husk! I needed to get out of my writing comfort zone and this was the perfect request to do so!

Dock

Change a single letter and change the word game

I want to play a game with you all.

You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.

Dirt

Roses are to be enjoyed by all

Yeah I’m like a worm or a snake I just kinda wriggled in there

Charlie Morningstar x male reader

Sorry vaggie lol

C/W: crying, insecurity, me not quite being sure how to write a straight passing relationship, implied Bi-phobia (not specified from who), recovering from the toxic expectation that men can’t cry:(

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I can’t believe the bastard told you to “just choose”. I mean COME ON. Choose? Are they serious? Like actually? You were mad, obviously. I mean who wouldn’t be? The blatant bi-phobia that nobody did anything about would piss any reasonable person off. The thing is, you tend to express your feelings through your tear ducts. You hate crying in front of people. It makes you feel like less of a man. It’s been told to you since childhood. “Man up, be a man” ect ect. Your girlfriend Charlie is the only person you’ve ever cried in front of. The funny thing is, you’re dead. It took your entire life and LONGER to get over this even a little. She rubbed your back. “You know, crying doesn’t make you less of a man. In fact, emotional vulnerability is the manliest thing I can think of.” You looked at her with a single raised eyebrow. “Charlie that’s bullshit. If I cry in front of people they’ll think less of me. It’s just a fact.” She tears up and hugs you. “Nooooo…that’s not true…crying is a natural human reaction to when you get overwhelmed. Everyone cries.” You place a hand on the small of her back as she comforts you. “I know it’s gonna take some time to get over this insecurity but admitting you’re insecure is the first step to getting over it. I believe in you, my handsome man.” She continues. You let yourself cry as you rested your face on the top of your head. She smelled like a campfire and her favorite lavender perfume. It’s quite a combination of scents but it’s the kind of scent that relaxes you. At this point she was crying too. Partly because she was proud of you and partly because you were crying. She always cried when someone else did. You’re getting better. Part way because of her encouragement and part way because of you. You are strong. Strong people cry. And there’s nothing wrong with it.

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MY FIRST FIC TRADE‼️‼️‼️ thank you to my pall @4ndr3ax10 for being so kind :)

Charlie Morningstar x male reader

Sorry vaggie lol

C/W: crying, insecurity, me not quite being sure how to write a straight passing relationship, implied Bi-phobia (not specified from who), recovering from the toxic expectation that men can’t cry:(

~~

I can’t believe the bastard told you to “just choose”. I mean COME ON. Choose? Are they serious? Like actually? You were mad, obviously. I mean who wouldn’t be? The blatant bi-phobia that nobody did anything about would piss any reasonable person off. The thing is, you tend to express your feelings through your tear ducts. You hate crying in front of people. It makes you feel like less of a man. It’s been told to you since childhood. “Man up, be a man” ect ect. Your girlfriend Charlie is the only person you’ve ever cried in front of. The funny thing is, you’re dead. It took your entire life and LONGER to get over this even a little. She rubbed your back. “You know, crying doesn’t make you less of a man. In fact, emotional vulnerability is the manliest thing I can think of.” You looked at her with a single raised eyebrow. “Charlie that’s bullshit. If I cry in front of people they’ll think less of me. It’s just a fact.” She tears up and hugs you. “Nooooo…that’s not true…crying is a natural human reaction to when you get overwhelmed. Everyone cries.” You place a hand on the small of her back as she comforts you. “I know it’s gonna take some time to get over this insecurity but admitting you’re insecure is the first step to getting over it. I believe in you, my handsome man.” She continues. You let yourself cry as you rested your face on the top of your head. She smelled like a campfire and her favorite lavender perfume. It’s quite a combination of scents but it’s the kind of scent that relaxes you. At this point she was crying too. Partly because she was proud of you and partly because you were crying. She always cried when someone else did. You’re getting better. Part way because of her encouragement and part way because of you. You are strong. Strong people cry. And there’s nothing wrong with it.

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MY FIRST FIC TRADE‼️‼️‼️ thank you to my pall @4ndr3ax10 for being so kind :)

Yo hey, i noticed you liked my angel dust x male reader fic and i like the way you write, would you like to do a fic trade? I've never had someone else request me any particular fic and i thought this was a good way to try, thanks

Oh cool, sure thing. (You can DM me btw lol)

Bro whattttt😭😭😭

this is such a masterpiece. the song is already incredible but the raw audio of keith and blake singing makes it feel so real