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having online friends who are busy is just like. I LOVE YOU. I miss you. YOU GOT THIS. I'm giving you space to work. I LOVE YOU.

onekisstotakewithme

reminder to everyone i haven't talked to lately: I love you. we'll be fine. I LOVE YOU. I am waiting for you. I hope you are well. I love you.

not me not updating for THREE YEARS im so sorry lol

- im 25

- still writing

- i work as a crisis worker on the 988 chat/text lines

- maybe ill be more active again

#ooc

life updates:

- i graduated college with a BA in Psychology

- i’m 22 now

- thats it LOL

sorry i haven’t been very active, i’m more prone to discord right now since it’s not tumblr levels of poor formatting <3

#ooc

Your about mentions prosthetic legs. Is there a story behind them?

Oh, yes. It’s incredibly gruesome, but the short of it is that my ex cut my legs at the middle of the knee. I took the rest of the joint off for the prosthetics to be easier to function with.

If you want the longer story, you’re going to have to buy me a drink.

#abuse ment /#ic #Anonymous #q

labias

not to dictate your life but drop your shitty friends

aquivr

you tried to lie, I can see that you don’t need me

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mr-pulvis‌:

Miles was the same but… different. His hair was still an untamable mess (even with his new haircut), the bags underneath his eyes were still there but less pronounced and his stubble was, well, still scruffy. But more than anything, there was definitely a lighter and happier energy radiating from him.

He squeezes her a little more tightly, once he’s sure he’s got a good enough grip on her, before pressing a gentle kiss to Cee’s forehead. Enjoying her warmth and closeness for a long moment, hoping to convey just how much he had missed her without words, he sets her back on the ground but doesn’t break away from the hug just yet. “Where th’Hell have ya been?”

“Ya ain’t missed.. too much.” It’s a little white lie. “But uh, thank you! I’ve been joggin’ an’ tryin’ t’eat more healthily– m’glad it’s showin.” He ducks his head down, to allow her tiny arms better reach, still grinning widely.

Miles was still himself, even if the exterior changed. Running her fingers up the shorter locks, she carded her fingers through his curls and ruffled them up, giggling softly. The happiness from him made her feel happier too, the softness in his face deserved. She can’t help but lean up and kiss his cheek, soft and chaste.

When he lowered her back down she made a little noise of indigence because excuse!! she’s short and not done touching his head!! Clasping her hands together behind his neck, she puffed out her cheeks and pouted for a minute, showing her displeasure before softening up again. She can’t stay mad, not when she’s so happy to see him again. “I’ve been taking care of my mommy, that’s all! If I don’t keep an eye on her, she’ll dreamily float away!” she hummed, speaking of course of the cosmic bride.

Huffing at the uncertainty in his tone, she let it go if only to coo praising noises at him for the healthier lifestyle he took, proud of him. “It’s really working for you. You’re practically glowing!” smiling bright when he leaned down, she cupped his cheeks and planted a kiss on his nose, and then a brief chaste one to his mouth. “I’m so happy you’re doing so well and look so amazing, I really missed you so I’m happy you aren’t feeling worse!”

#ic #mrpulvis

mr-pulvis‌:

The only reason Miles had swung by his apartment was because firstly, it was a great place to hide Christmas gifts. Secondly, he still had some clothes there, including a few sweaters and long johns he was in desperate need of as the days grew colder.

He had been in the middle of pulling a few things from his wardrobe when he heard the commotion in the kitchen, which makes him still and pause, ears straining to hear anything else. Was someone breaking in? Or had JP followed him and clambered in somehow?

But then he hears it. Cee’s voice.

To which he throws himself out of his bedroom, halting as he spies her before he just… stares for a moment, wide eyed. He throws himself at her, drawing her into a tight bear hug and lifting her clean off the ground. “Cecilia! Holy shit! Hi! I’ve missed you!”

Cecilia stood there, the same as ever. Still small, still with metallic legs, still with the untamed curls and glittering purple eyes, beaming with clear adoration as soon as Miles came into view. Opening her arms, the excitement in her expression and the light in her eyes only seemed to grow as the realization dawns on him, the deer in headlights look until -

this was exactly what she wanted. And needed.

Laughing in merry delight as he barreled into her, those small arms wrapped around his neck and she was warmer than she had been before -- literally. It was like hugging a space heater, her warm cheek rubbing against his as she giggled. “Miles! I’m so happy to see you,” she drew back only enough to look at his face, cupping it between her hands with thumbs moving in a tender caress; she didn’t realize how deeply she missed him until he was there in her arms outside of a memory.

“I’ve missed you too! You gotta catch me up on everything in your life now, I wanna know all the things,” her eyes glittered like a kaleidoscope, every bit of her easily excited nature still intact. “I’m so happy you look so well!” she combed her fingers through familiar curls, leaning in and nuzzling into his neck if only to hold him a little closer.

Cecilia was home.

#ic #mrpulvis #<333333333

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Something felt like she should’ve remembered the blonde she was unintentionally staring at from across the bar, chin in her hand as her eyes narrowed into a slight squint, the wheels turning. Blonde, extremely attractive, comfortable with herself - Cecilia had every reason to remember a woman like that and yet the answer was missing.

Pursing her lips, she lifted her head from her hand and turned, having to literally hop off the bar stool and carefully make her way over. The club was warm, low lights with red and purple overtone that felt hypnotic, dangerous, casting shadows and unnatural hues on multicolored skin.

Careful to avoid losing sight of the blonde ( something easy to do when someone was barely over five feet ), the determined woman fitted and eased her way through moving bodies, some dancing and others swaying but all of them in her way. Until they weren’t, and she found herself seeing this blonde up close.

Cecilia had walked over like she had a plan in mind, but everything dried up when she saw those pretty long lashes up close and the way the lighting fell on her lips. Swallowing hard, she was grateful for the low lighting and her dark skin that could hide the burn rising up her neck and to her cheeks, making her look like a virgin. “Hey, mind if I buy you a drink?” At least her voice didn’t shake.

#ic #inotheflower #hi nikki i missed u <3

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Never one to consistently stick around yet always one to show up like nothing ever was different, this time wasn’t deviating from the norm. Instead of going through his door, Cecilia figured clamoring in through his window would be a welcome similarity; her small figure made it through easily and yet she still messily landed in a heap of limbs and metal, giving a helpless giggle at her own actions.

Getting up, she shut the window behind her and picked her way deeper into the familiar setting, everything the same yet so different. “Miles! Miles~” she called for him, sing-song and smiling as she poked into the kitchen, glancing around. “Where’s my special guy?”

#ic #mrpulvis

ive been deleting a lot of old posts, just fyi. trying to slim down all this stuff

#tbd #let me tell you its 50k+ posts and im doin it manually #ooc