teacups & novellas

questionably human. (wretched and flowering at heart as anybody) still searching for something by this tumultuous seashore.

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period cramps passed down from father to son

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Georgetoto fic BUT George is transported back to 1993 and he meets Toto as an idealistic young driver

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HE DID IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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WAIT HOLY AURA mf you cooked w/ this one

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happy apollo justice court debut day !!!

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"geochal" endears me in some sort of way BUT its indiscriminate double-butchering of both 63 and 16's names imbues me with unnecessary anger and borderline violence.

thusly, a new ship name suggestion: CHARGE ⚡️💥🗣🔥🔥

"char" from our plebian english pronunciation of "charles" 🙂‍↕️

"ge" from "george" - both his front and back ends work🫸 🫷

serves as subtle 💥 foreshadowing for their intense championship rivalry, which

WILL come into fruition during the energy management era ‼️‼️‼️

it's short! sensible! thematically relevant! manmen of tumblr I urge you lend an open ear to my proposal👂💥💥

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I LOVE having chronically offline irls because I can tell them any old Tumblr stock meme and they'll treat me like comedy Jesus because they just haven't heard shit like it before. the other day I pulled a "you cannot kill me in any way that matters" and they were absolutely GAGGED. so intensely impressed with my comeback prowess. I introduced them to Miette and they fell over laughing. I once texted about Spiders Georg and it was like a religious breakthrough. I feel akin to a lone prophet in a desolate, godless world. a one-eyed king in a land of the blind. messiah of the digital classics. I try to explain the effusive pervasiveness of my humor on this Certain Corner of the Internet but I don't think I've ever properly communicated how already-famous all those "original" jokes of mine are. it fries me so bad every time

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life of a showgirl has the colours of a MANGO!!!! MANGO.?!.. MAN-GO..... LET THAT MAN GO................. ==GAYLOR SWIFT❗❗❗💣💥💥 💥

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ever feel so stupidly depressed that you don't even have the strength to tell your loved ones What's Wrong. like an Incident will happen but collapsing helplessly over your desk chair and letting the hollow sorrow froth through you like old blood feels so much easier, generally, than going out of your way to process it all & attempt to sew some articulate, human mass out of the monster in your head ... at some point it's not even about self-flagellation either. you just literally don't have the strength to talk about anything, anything at all. texting, calling, pink-swathed '90s pastel phones ... so what? easier to keep living as you've always done. catatonic and half-ghost. what's this new scar but a ripple in the grand old bloody ocean?

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10/10 bipolar castlevania shirt found in urban china. sex is not the answer! more brilliant t-shirts to be posted soon xx

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"rather than just a list of links" ok so we've lost the fucking plot.

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Mizi is drowning. Suffocated in a sham engagement with Luka at their families’ mutual behest, her only reprieve is the enigmatic woman who haunts her dreams: a raven-haired mystery with a laugh like spilled pearls.

And when she happens upon that woman on television one lonely evening, dazzling a mournful stage? Mizi runs. And falling somewhere, anywhere, into Sua’s arms or into the trenches of her own madness—Mizi falls.

Diminuire - aka I'm so very unwell about Karma and this was the perfect excuse to procrastinate

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high-key wrote another one. "my favorite always" - Hyuna saves Mizi and Sua during round 1 and they're with the rebels and happy and in love and it's just them making out for 1k. no I will not be taking any questions at the time. no I will not be taking criticis m

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Mizi is drowning. Suffocated in a sham engagement with Luka at their families’ mutual behest, her only reprieve is the enigmatic woman who haunts her dreams: a raven-haired mystery with a laugh like spilled pearls.

And when she happens upon that woman on television one lonely evening, dazzling a mournful stage? Mizi runs. And falling somewhere, anywhere, into Sua’s arms or into the trenches of her own madness—Mizi falls.

Diminuire - aka I'm so very unwell about Karma and this was the perfect excuse to procrastinate

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The sun arced downward, a thrumming red swallowed by the trees and freeway beyond. Pink-bellied clouds dipped below tilting evergreens. A westward breeze rattled, caressing two silhouettes cast side-by-side on an old park bench.  

“I come here whenever I need to forget,” Nikki said.

Mackenzie hummed. “Is that often?”

“Often enough.” 

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Mackenzie's parents are getting divorced. It's messy. She's messy. And in rolls Nikki Maxwell, angel of soft skin and wide eyes that dance with the sunset.

Mackenzie finds a muse. Salvation, crisped with autumn and chilled with time. And it's good, it's quiet. For now.

(or: I was very bored and thought writing this fic would be really funny)

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this comment I got on my trump x elon divorce fic?? what do I even do lmfao

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I didn't realizde you're supposed toput text under your images on tumblr rather than over them I feel so old someone stick me ina nursing home right this second o dear wretched earth sing of childhood to my decaying bones and allow the worms and creeping roots to remind me that which I allowed to die at the cusp of youth

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PISSING MYSELF AT THIS GENIUS ANNOTATION ON CONAN GRAY'S NEW SONG OH MY GOD

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do you ever read a yaoi and know in your soul that the leads are meant to be switches. do you ever get a tangible ache in your bones as you watch the author defy all laws of Yaoi Physics and force the characters into a top/bottom dichotomy anyway. do you ever