#dork decrees

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Who wants to recommend me a quality ps3 game to rent for the week bc I'm bored

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I dyed my hair teal a month ago and it won't fade and I have been washing it with shampoo daily so wtf

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Writing Prompt: An Ideal Future

Warning: My writing style sucks and I’m gay af She'd have red hair. Not the natural kind of red, more of a deep burgundy you can only really achieve through bottle after bottle of bitter smelling dye that got all over the bathroom counter and stained the shower curtains. 

Or maybe she'd prefer another color, but the stains would stay nonetheless. The stains would give the room personality, would make it feel less lonely. 

Her eyes would be dark brown, speckled with lighter flecks. The kind of eyes that resembled an oak's trunk or some beautiful metaphor about gems and amber resin and chocolate. 

Or maybe those irises would fall another color, a mossy green or crystal blue or stormy gray. The color wouldn't really matter, I'd just end up romanticising it anyways. Her eyes would still be enough to captivate anyone.

She'd insist on matching tattoos, having undergone the needle herself, and somehow I'd be roped into letting her ink into me whatever it is she wanted. So long as she smiled and stopped biting her lip in a pout with those pretty mascara clumped eyelashes fluttering precariously. 

When I think about my future it would be mornings of waking tangled under the same sheets, breathing in the scent of our shared shampoo from her hair and trying to steal a kiss before the cat noticed and demanded attention. 

Mornings would be the steady sucking hum of the coffee machine, for her, and the sizzling of eggs or drone of leftovers in the microwave. They would be the scream of a kettle, suble pitter patter of the shower, clicking of shoes and clinking of buckles and meowing of a cat. 

Days would be rushed coffee bittered kisses and out the door goodbyes, only to rush in having forgotten keys. Flashes of red locks and a brown leather coat buried in a deep scarf and 'I'll be home at four!'. 

The role would reverse after a day of cooking and cleaning the kitchen when I would slip into my uniform, zipping a dress tight and 'Yes, yes, I'll be home before one's.

Nights would end with lingering cigarette smoke and achohol and raw voice from singing, or even throbbing singed fingers from pouring drink after drink and 'would you like a cookie with that ma'am'? 

Exhausted nights would end curled up together, shivering with overtired cold against already sleeping flesh, breathing shared shampoo and tracing intricate tattoos, and her hair would be red.

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My queue will only last like two and a half more days and I'm just too out of it to rly go through and fix it so this is a formal apology if I don't fix it by then

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you know what starting now i will only accept attempts to court me in forms of pepe. Wanna date me? Send me dank frog valentines or like romantic pepe poems with pepe pictures

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*screams* protect Saemus Dumar!!!! Write AUs with Saemus as viscount!!!! Avoid the qunari conflict!!! Fuck peatrice save Saemus!!!

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 Okay but my boyfriend just said he’d get a neopets so i can fight him but he doesn’t know what neopets is

how do i tell him I’m being actually five?

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I keep getting new followers and wondering why but hey welcome to the party, if you need anything tagged feel free to anon me or whatever and enjoy the ride