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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Claire Keane
Xuebing Du

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Fai_Ryy

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@destrvcteds
jobs for people with no skills who think space is cool
post breakup AUs
because i haven’t seen enough of these around and i am so here for angst:
“today was the first family gathering i’ve been to since we broke up and my little cousin that absolutely adored you asked where you were and i had to lock myself in the bathroom and sit in the tub for a half an hour and look through a folder on my phone of pictures i took of you to feel okay again¨ AU
¨i still have your phone number memorized even though i haven’t called you since we split and somehow i remembered it even though i’ve had like six shots of bourbon and hey, i know you’re pissed that you’re here at this dingy club at 3 in the morning to pick my drunk ass up, but you have to admit that’s pretty impressive¨ AU
“i’m pretty sure if taylor swift and i were in a competition of who could write the most breakup songs in one night, i’d win by a landslide because i still set two plates out for dinner even though i eat alone and it’s almost pathetic because we’ve been broken up for ages but i’m still not over you” AU
“so i know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but what the fuck do you mean you’re engaged to be married¨ AU
“yes, i know this is your sweatshirt and that we broke up five months ago but it’s really comfy okay. i totally don’t wear it because like it still smells like you or is the only thing that even remotely feels like home since i moved out. pfft. absolutely not.” AU
“look, i know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. i can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me” AU
“oh hi, totally didn’t expect to see you here at this one hole in the wall coffee shop literally no one in the entire world besides you knows about. what a coincidence.” AU
“it´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all i can think about is how this was almost us” AU (bonus: “i know that it’s two in the morning and i’m dressed really formally and a little (a lot) bit drunk but i couldn’t stop thinking about you after my grandma asked how you were doing also can i come in it’s freezing out here”)
“i still have your sister’s scarf and i know it’s stupid but i’ve been hoping maybe one day you’ll come by and pick it up so we’ll be forced to talk again because i haven’t seen you in months and i’m maybe kinda sorta still in love with you” AU
“i know we were never officially together or anything but seeing that picture you posted on [insert social media] with him/her literally felt like you carved my heart out of my chest and stomped on it and i’m not really sure why i’m leaving this voicemail but my pillow still smells like you and i miss your stupid face” AU
“we have a lot of mutual friends so we see each other more than two broken up people usually do and i know we’re not really close anymore but you’re wearing that stupid (adorable) hat you always wore when you were upset so tell me what’s wrong because it’s literally killing me to see you look so sad” AU
“so like, i know we broke up and stuff but funny story, i haven’t told my family yet and they just assumed you’d be coming with me for [insert family celebration] and i really don’t know how to tell them and i know this is really selfish but i can’t break my great grandma’s heart like that, she’ll probably have a heart attack and– wait what? you’d do that for me? holy shit, i love you… wait–” AU
“i found your box of letters underneath my bed last night and because i’m a nosy motherfucker i decided to read them and it turns out they were all addressed to me and the last one was dated the day you moved out and i’m not quite sure why i thought this would be a good idea but here i am, standing on your doorstep, wondering why the fuck we’re not together anymore” AU
“well this is really awkward considering the last time we saw each other, i was screaming at you to never talk to me again, but like, my dog recognized you all the way across the park and literally dragged me over here because she misses you so hi” AU
my muse is so annoying
new tumblr discourse
is 75 degrees Fahrenheit too cold, too hot, or just right? discuss
give me a m/m or f/f plot where both of them aren’t out to their parents yet and spend nights at each other’s houses. their parents think they’re just being teenagers and doing whatever best friends do when they’re actually making out and having sex and all that throughout the night and it’s just a lot of “stop moaning so loud, you’re going to wake everyone” and teasing them behind their family’s back when they’re not looking
I wish it was possible to mAke out with voices because I would be allllll over this dudes voice
kenz i just spent like 20 minutes looking for this specific version that I heard on your blog when i first followed you bc it’s literally nowhere else on the internet… sorry for reblogging a post from 2014
responsible rpers: queues replies so they’re spaced evenly and during periods of inactivity. me: if it’s done it’s being posted right now.
→ closed starter @redolcnt / based on this.
nadya was seething. she crossed her arms and let out an angry sigh, “we’re fucking lost.” she hated two things more than anything else in the world — being lost and being cold. she was currently both and she couldn’t have been any more miserable. “we’re lost and i’m cold.” she looked at the boy in the driver’s seat. “i told you it seemed like something was wrong with the car,” she spoke through gritted teeth, hugging herself to create warmth. “i was right and now we’re in the middle of nowhere,” she raised her voice,” in the cold!”
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turnsout:
“your muse? you could literally paint me like one of your french girls,” michiko teased as she skimmed the plaque beside the painting. tipping her head slightly, she stared at the painting xanthe had paused at, attempting to purvey that she knew anything about art. “i didn’t mean like remember you; you’re not dying. i just meant a souvenir, to make me think of you whenever i see it,” she replied, weaving her fingers between xanthe’s. whipping her head to the side, she bumped the girls hip with her own as she pursed her lips in annoyance. “you are good in enough to be in a museum. in fact, the louvre and the met will have to fight over your art. don’t say things like that.”
xanthe smirked at michiko. “we are definitely doing that. don’t pretend like you don’t remember this conversation when i ask about it later,” she winked. she tilted her head, moving away from the painting. she gripped michiko’s hand, following her paces. “—but still, i’d rather be remembered as something, y’know, p r e t t i e r,” xanthe smiled. she stopped in front her, “thank you.” she took both of the girl’s hands into her own, “seriously, it means a lot.”
turnsout:
winona’s fingers were shaking she was so angry. she could feel how hot her face had become and she dedicated all her will to keeping in the tears threatening to spill from her already glassy eyes. she couldn’t conjure up anything more to throw back in his face because she knew he was right. “i hate you.” she hissed between her teeth. her eyes bore into his as willed herself to move, to leave, or to just do something. she felt defeated, but winona would n e v e r show weakness. the need to prove she was stronger than everyone else, to show how much she didn’t care burned from her very core, and she refused to back down from an argument, no matter how wrong she may be. “you mean nothing to me. you are nothing,” she spat, inching closer to him as she spoke, “i wouldn’t even be here if you didn’t keep crawling back to me after every shitty date. i’m bored. you’re nothing but a fucking t o y to me. do you think you can hurt me? by what? telling me things i already know? newsflash! i don’t need to be liked, ronan. just like i don’t need y o u.”
ronan flinched. his a n g e r boiled down immediately after the three words left her mouth. “shut up, winona,” he breathed, desperately, “you don’t mean that.” his fists unclenched and he attempted to comfort her. he was giving up. he didn’t want to; he wanted to fight back until he won. winona had a hold over him — all she needed to due was say that she didn’t need him to make him back down. those four simple words made him putty in her hands, ready to comply with anything she said because he n e e d e d her. he didn’t mind being useless to his parents or his friends, but he minded being useless to her. “who are you trying to convince, me of yourself? you need me just as much as i need you. don’t fucking lie to yourself, winona.”