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Guess who's back...from her lair...
Yeah it's me ya girl/guy/entity
Hello. Check out my writing project account @eoki-writing and uhhh yeah I'll try be active this time

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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shark vs the universe

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Product Placement
cherry valley forever
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@eoki-doki
Guess who's back...no one cares...
Guess who's back...from her lair...
Yeah it's me ya girl/guy/entity
Hello. Check out my writing project account @eoki-writing and uhhh yeah I'll try be active this time
Angel
Tw: Blood
She lay there, pale, in the snow
From her chest, red blood did flow
Wounds from wars lost long ago
An angel, fallen from grace.
Her hair was dark, and wild too
Her eyes like drops of morning dew
With smeared wings of red once she flew
Now broken, they framed her face.
Above her crown, a cracked halo
Of pain and loss, and joyous sorrow
She lay there, an angel in the snow
A dagger to hold her in place.
Tw: Blood
Prompt from 11/8/20 - And like the raging ocean, my heart could not be contained.
TW: blood, violence, death
Your skin as fair as summer’s breath, those eyes like dew drops; fresh, bright. The shadow you cast in my doorway at night, as you wake me, drag me into the garden to watch the stars fall. Sundresses, secret smiles, the way you punctuate your sentences with your airy laugh.
Every aspect of you was intoxicating.
Being with you was like walking on air, like flying. You understood me. When we touched, it was electric. But being with you wasn’t enough. It was like an addiction, a craving. You always left me wanting more.
I remember that night, as we lay in the grass watching the tumbling stars streak the sky with light. Your lips, soft as anything, brushed my ear as you whispered. You told me about space, of stars and astrophysics, and all the possibilities that lay out in the void above us.
Each word was a sonnet, your voice a symphony, for me and only me. Only me.
But, then, the stars stilled. You yawned, stretched, and made your leave.
And I was left alone, laying in grass that was now cold without your heat. And once again, I was left wanting more. Needing more.
So the next day, when you visited clutching your wicker basket of muffins, I invited you inside for tea. We sat at the table, across from each other. You wore a strawberry-patterned dress, your hair was carelessly tied back. Beautiful. I couldn’t stop myself from gazing at you, seeing you as only I could.
Sunlight glazed your skin as you spoke, golden rays that shone for you.
It was in that moment I knew that I couldn’t be without you.
So I stood, excusing myself to get a drink from the fridge while you continued to talk, your voice a melody I could hear forever. I turned my back on you, reaching for the cutlery drawer. Silver blades glinted at me, as though daring me, taunting me.
The knife was cold in my hand, but your blood was warm.
In the moments when you drew your final breaths I stared down at the knife, at the scarlet slowly staining your strawberry dress.
A pang of regret, sharp and sour.
What had I done...How could I ruin something so pure, and beautiful? For fear you would leave me?
And now you’ll never leave me. Your skin as fair as summer’s breath, and your eyes of dew will haunt me. Your sundresses, and smiles, and airy laugh will forever torment me.
The silence of your absence will be deafening.
Hey guys check out my latest writing project that I'm doing for my university portfolio X
My new dice set!
There's something special about staying up late, later than you should, because you just wanna spend a little longer talking to that one person that makes you smile.
It's 2:46 and I'm exhausted, but I have a happy smile on my face, and I'm still talking.
I'm planning a new DND campaign and I'm gonna chuck an ancient dragon at my players. Should be fun, right?
Look it's a dice collection. I need more.
Me reblogging my own content even though my followers ignored it the first time
A psa to my youngest followers:
- An older adult solely hanging with younger teens (I’m talking 25yo & 15yo) and who doesn’t seem to have any other adult friend is a red flag.
- An older adult talking to a younger teen and saying stuff like “you’re the only one who understands me” “I’d hurt myself if you weren’t there” “You’re my only friend” is a red flag.
- Someone (regardless of age) who constantly ends up in discourse & drama is a red flag.
- If you’re afraid to talk to your friend(s), if you feel like you’ve got to tiptoe as to not set them off and get yelled at/ostracized/worse, that’s a red flag.
Please take care.
I have been making DND characters all day and I feel like this is a productive use of my time. Any fellow DND players out there?
I also have new dice.
Shit post time lads.
How are we all doing?
I'm back after like literally 6 months of inactivity uhhh anyone remember me lol?
Here's some stuff I did in that time:
Started playing Dungeons and Dragons. It's awesome. I now play several times a week and run a game myself.
Bought a drawing tablet and finally committed to teaching myself how to art properly
Dyed my hair like 4 times.
College. College college college.
Rewatched the Witcher because why not.
Also She-Ra.
And Game of Thrones.
College. College college.
Started a Twitch channel.
College
But hey it's nice to be back! Feel free to Hit me up and talk to me anytime.
Well would ya look at that I've surfaced from the void with angry red hair.
Earrings for sale
Handmade, selling on my Instagram shop Eokicreates
Hey guys! Something a little new today. First sorry for being so inactive, schools a bitch. Second, I'm happy to announce I have very recently opened an Instagram store!
I sell little earrings, charms, and among us figurines all handmade.
Feel free to check out my shop!
eokicreates on instagram
https://instagram.com/eokicreates?igshid=fqbusgbph2ad
These are all examples of my products but I'm also happy to do custom orders!
When you do a double take because you're scrolling through Instagram and you see a username you recognise
@midnight-spectrum-again
I think is super important know how the term “body diversity” works at the moment when we want to describe any media with a female cast