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jvsminerose replied to your post: i know everyones prob forgotten abt me but im...

!!! omg it’s so good to hear from you again! i hope you’re doing well and that the moving was smooth sailing despite the lack of wifi <3

I JUST MESSAGED U ON DISCORD BC I MISS U AND WRITING WITH U SM HIGUHF UR AN ANGEL

#jvsminerose

i know everyones prob forgotten abt me but im alive !!! ive literally just been without wifi for nearly a month and a half bc the place i moved into somehow still does not have wifi !!! PRAY THAT I GET WIFI THIS UPCOMING WEEK TY

#mun speaks #im :^( big sad bc i MISS writing w people

brooklyn-musing

HI GUYS im not going to be active at all this week because my friend is visiting me!! sorry! x

brooklyn-musing

HI GUYS im not going to be active at all this week because my friend is visiting me!! sorry! x

#reminder! love u all!

HI GUYS im not going to be active at all this week because my friend is visiting me!! sorry! x

#mun speaks #if we're plotting rn i promise to get back to you asap!

burgundybirds

don’t let the people who have hurt you ruin the things you enjoy. you used to watch that show with your ex? if you love it, keep watching it. your former friend introduced you to your favorite band? don’t stop listening to their music. it might hurt at first, but eventually it’ll stop feeling like it’s their thing and start feeling like your thing again.

loseremo

not to be like “oh my psychology teacher said blah blah” but in my psychology class, we are learning about classical conditioning and pavlov’s dogs. and you can, of course, become conditioned to associate a stimulus (your favorite band/show) with another stimulus (your former friend/ex). but the thing is, when you keep interacting with the former stimulus without the latter, then a process called “extinction” happens, where you stop associating the stimuli when it keeps occurring without the other. so, this process of reclamation actually has a scientific basis!

everest-marzen

#c: delaine

thaknows

Mad Cool Festival 2018

By adolf_ito

no one is calling me baby and it’s outrageous i can’t believe it

#the coworker im crushing on jokingly called me baby today and i choked

imjust-a-girl

#O WORM #JACK X ATHENA

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It’s 3 am, and Brin’s asleep.

It’s 3 am, and Brin’s asleep, until they’re not- until there’s a frantic pounding at their door that has them roused, bare feet padding lazily across hardwood floors. Past their elderly lab pup that snoozes peacefully on the floor in the hallway, hardly aware of the sound around her at all. Usually, Brin would just let the knocking continue, groan and tug a pillow over their head until the noise subsided, but... There’s just something. There’s a heaviness to whoever’s hand is at the door, an urgency, and it’s enough to twist Brin’s half-asleep mind into a tightly wound, slightly anxious ball. Attempting to blink themselves conscious, Brin opens the door before they can think better of it- and what they see on their doorstep immediately confirms the vague dread that’d been tugging at their gut.

Ravi. Broken. Blood. Wired eyes, cold hands gripping Brin’s too hot skin, all the air leaving Brin’s lungs at once from the shock of it all, the just... The horror of seeing someone they care for- no, love- someone they fucking love, mangled. Hurt, beyond immediate repair. Brin’s now alert gaze is everywhere all at once on Ravi- chest heaving as a panic settles in, breathing fast because no amount of oxygen is quite enough. Brin really keeps trying to say something, anything, but any time they open their mouth to speak not a sound comes out; it’s Ravi pulling away from their arms and settling against the door that scares a few words out of the scattered brunette, “No, hey!” closing the small gap between them with a quick step, gripping onto both of the other man’s shaky, dirtied hands with their own. Holding them tight, close to their chest, pained expression screwing up even further when they feel tears pricking behind their eyes. Seeing Ravi like this... Brin’s mind was going in a thousand different directions. They were mortified- closing their eyes tight for only a moment in a weak attempt at hoping that when they opened their eyes, Ravi would be okay. Unscathed. They’d open their eyes and Ravi would just be there, smiling, asking Brin why they looked so distressed. But. Of course, that wasn’t the case.

Swallowing the thick lump in their throat, Brin’s cloudy eyes are retrained on Ravi. Gathering enough sense within themselves to carefully tug Ravi away from the door by the hands they were still holding onto for dear life- wrapping their arm around their loved one’s shoulder as they guided them both towards Brin’s bathroom. “I-I want you to just... Don’t talk right now, save your energy, just- please, please let me take care of you.” Brin tried to hide the quivering in their tone, was trying to be strong, but it was... It was difficult. Brin never wanted to see Ravi in this condition; made them sick to their stomach, their core. And all they wanted to do in the moment was make sure Ravi was looked after. It was all Brin knew to do. It was all Brin wanted to do.

#interaction: brin.ravi #brin para #// I LOVE THEM TOO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG