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nothing sluttier than an unintended bisexual character

My toxic trait is watching a brand new series and then heading over to Ao3 and expecting at least 1k fanfics to choose from.

obligatorilypretentious

Song Of The Prettybird, Shay Alexi Stewart

I've lived 20 prettybird years Of this great big prettybird life And i think i pretty pretty pretty bird bird pretty much know what im talking about People like to poke fun at my pretty bird pretty preening At my pretty pretty bird pretty feathers But look at my long clean coat At my pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs When pigeon men track me cross sky highway they are happy to trace hungry orange eyes between my pretty pretty bird bird feathers To busy fantasizing pretty bird Wet dreams swollen chest fluff fest To pretty poke bird fun To pretty poke fun bird To pretty bird bird pretty bird bird pretty pretty pretty Too busy fantasizing to poke fun at permanently preening pretty bird My vanity is insanity unless it helps get you off What a treat hosting eyes between my thighs They will spend equal time begging to share bed with me Condemning mediocrity How does one achieve complexity when all she was ever taught to be was basic Pigeon man wants pretty bird to pretty bird Until pretty bird fulfills ideas of prettiness Then shes too pretty pretty bird bird paralyzing and preened Look at my long clean coat At my pretty pretty bid pretty pink legs Track me cross sky highway Take a picture I beg you Take a picture pretty bird pretty bird My left side is my best side I have a best side I have a better half I am a half Pretty cus they want a pretty bird bird I grew up on a diet of bread crumbs catalog clippings and sidewalk cracks How do you expect anything else Pretty sure i know what im talking about Pretty sure pretty sure Maybe not Sorry sorry sorry sorry Can i ask a question Sorry sorrry May i may i Pretty bird used to sing Baby bird used to sing Baby bird was pretty bird before pretty bird learned to pretty And baby bird could compose whole symphonies Acute intricacies melodies capturing vacies poetry But the reviews came in and they prefered apology So she shrank learned to make herself small enough to nearly fit back in her eggshell to tip toe atop eggshells expanded flight just long enough for pigeon men to track her cross sky highway but still she sang too loud so they caged her up for her pretty pretty bird bird long clean coat for her pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs and they said sing pretty lady sing but I forgot how so I said pretty pretty bird bird look at my long clean coat at my pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs but they were bored of me

thepoeticbook

Because I could not stop for Death,

He kindly stopped for me;

The carriage held but just ourselves

And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,

And I had put away

My labour, and my leisure too,

For his civility.

We passed the school where children played,

Their lessons scarcely done;

We passed the fields of gazing grain,

We passed the setting sun.

We paused before a house that seemed

A swelling of the ground;

The roof was scarcely visible,

The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries; but each

Feels shorter than the day

I first surmised the horses' heads

Were toward eternity.

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— Emily Dickinson, Because I could not stop for Death

softproserpina

- Emily Dickinson, With a Flower

zolfo-e-mercurio

“Non mi fotte nessuno ma tu mi fotti il cervello”

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floreuce

college? like the fanfiction au?

borgevino

absolute love corrupts absolutely

alexseanchai

[image: two tweets by caranthirs, transcribed below:]

it’s simply so sexy when devotion becomes ruthlessness. when “i would do anything for you” is taken to its furthest extreme and a character has become utterly amoral in their unbending loyalty

take the epic love that says “nothing in the world matters but you, i would do anything for you” and make it ugly, i say! make that true under terrible circumstances!