god left long before i could speak.

the whole question here is: am i monster? or a victim myself?

[nitebit]

#nitebit, an original character.  written by shelle/star

 A TWISTED, COMFORT BLANKET.  BARBARA ⒝⒰⒩⒩⒴ BUNET.

                             ❛  i’m afraid i’m just not quite.  ❜

google doc. very slow. as of 2/6 i am mostly over on faerieheart

[nitebit]

hi🤍

reminder that the bunny girl is now over on teethearted!!

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life update: accidentally girlbossed too hard and i'm about to get more responsibility at work, which is great! it just means that my plans to come back to this blog are once again put on the back burner (for now) i miss bunny so much!!! life has just been so busy and messy and good and bad.

i miss you all and you can still find me over on my aelin blog and working on getting my canon multi off the ground (again)

even though lately keeping up with one blog has become difficult!! (i hate growing up i miss the days of tumblring for hours into the night with no responsibilities)

oh! also it's my birthday and bunny's (hehe yes she's my self insert we been knew this) on thursday!!! 🐰🌟🖤

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reminder that i'm mostly over on aelin at the moment

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like for a meme !

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i want to be active on here but my muse is just not cooperating i am sorry 🤍 but i will be lurking as always and maybe sending memes here and there ⭐️

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☕ cozy things tag game

comfort food(s): spicy samyang noodles..... any type of spicy hot food tbh

comfort drink(s): an iced chai or a cupper tea ☕

comfort movie(s): i have a lot.... 13 going on 30, coraline, monster house, a walk to remember, interstellar, hunger games, twilight!!! i really could go on but those are just the ones off the top of my head

comfort show(s): the magicians, the vampire diaries (my 14 yr old self is cryin) one tree hill, hamtaro, billy and mandy

comfort clothing: all the cozy comfy things. i would live in pajamas if i could

comfort song(s): dancing in the moonlight by king harvest has been my go to comfort/happy song for a while now. but also put on any lana del rey song

comfort book(s): omg idk!!!! maybe the magicians series. but also acotar and TOG, judge me idc!!!!

comfort game(s): def the sims and stardew valley. also hello kitty island adventure

tagged by: @inrovina MUAH

tagging: @abyssurvived @grote5que @recovened @embodies 💛

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Q: what tragic horror character trope are you?

frankenstein's monster

this plight is the simplest of them all: you did not ask for this. you were never given a choice. no part of yourself feels human, just a collection of traits you've picked up from mirroring anyone you could, even the people you meet through a television screen. it's alienating to live that way- yet someone has called you the alienating one. maybe too many people to count. maybe they treated you so uncomfortably inhuman that it's all you can understand now, or you've dug yourself into such a deep hole in an attempt to keep safe that you can't remember a person living in the home of your body at all. being alive is confusing and painful and lonely and loud but living is all there is to being human- you're already there. just take air into your lungs and breathe. close your eyes and picture a beautiful sky. you made that. you painted that yourself.

tagged: @abyssurvived 🖤 tagging: whoever wants to steal it 🖤

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What Flavor is Your Soul?

cinnamon

oh child of spice you are bound to the core of the earth. can you feel the heartbeat of nature pulsing through your veins. you are the mouthful of autumn that scorched through your throat, you are the pepper of life that wakes up the weary. the foolish and shaking will attempt to dilute you with sickening sugar, do not let them. your spark is what keeps us alive my dear. keep burning, little star. you see the beauty and the light, but oh you have been fed poison and refuse to drop it onto other's tongues. be wild. I know what your heart is chanting. run. run. run. run dear, find your story. do not trade your spirit for safety. you are a child of the earth, forever seeking, forever dancing.

tagged by: @inrovina, my darling!

tagging: @abyssurvived, @coastercrushed, @mehrcedita, @recovened @kiingsnake

[abyssurvived]

surprise starter for @nitebit!

              arms constrict tight around lost sister friend, winter-kissed face buried in ashen tresses, familiar scent blooming in blend’s lungs— she had long ago accepted that her exploration into the fae realm was at a price ( years lost, unhonest family found ), and that one price of many was the loss of beloved allies, of a family once found soon forgotten; had never dreamed to see her again ( of all people ). trembling branches continue their crush of their prize, almost as if their retreat will lead to her own ( how many nights had ivy dreamt of being by beloved sister’s side again, smelling her perfume, before awakening to find herself instead in some motel bed with nothing, but her own demons for company ). 

             it’s an eternity before blend finally releases her companion, but trembling hands daren’t leave bunny’s upper arms before moving upwards to grasp her cheeks; there’s some part of ivy that knows that she should feel embarrassed, some part of her that knows that she give her friend space, room to breath after being practically mowed down in blend’s excitement of spotting her, but all that swells loud & warm in her chest is relief; relief of finding her again, of her being alive, of her being safe— ❛ - —god, you’re sight for sore eyes bun— how y'been sweetcheeks? ❜

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she doesn't know what to say, but her arms find themselves wrapping around Ivy just as tightly. everything around them fades into the background and nothing else matters except this moment. a moment that she's lived over and over again throughout the years, never giving up hope that she'd see her dear friend again.

"i knew it." she says, in between gasps. god, she can't catch her breath. her hand comes up to hold her chest, as if there's a chance her heart will beat itself out of her body. "i knew you'd find your way back."

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bunny misses the rage

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2024 I’m getting shit DONE !!! (write)

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happy new years eve to all of you 🖤 i'm going out tonight and if you are too, please stay safe and drink responsibly!

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there is a moment of hesitation as they end up under the mistletoe. she's not quite drunk enough to make the first move, but she's had just enough to be bold enough to ask. "are you going to kiss me now?" / @sauvageau (🎄)

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also tentatively dropping my aelin blog here

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maybe someone wants to kiss bunny under the mistletoe

[vitalphenomena]

@nitebit

"No, you stop doing cocaine."

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"I'm not the one doing it on Christmas day." Yet. No, Bunny's starting slow this morning.