another poll on here talking about how the nfl is the worst league and how american football is the worst sport and shouldn’t exist. you people are very weird

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another poll on here talking about how the nfl is the worst league and how american football is the worst sport and shouldn’t exist. you people are very weird
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No, I won't cry if you character has been abused in the past. Yes, I will cry if you character completely forget that.
Here sit with me, I apologize this one is rushed, my head is a mess and but this is bouncing in it
Days like these are unusual, the winds seem to carry all the troubles away leaving only the calm sounds of the leaves.
The drifter sighs as they lay flat back on the grass stretching out his arms and leaving the helmet to the side. A pair of stomping feet stops by his side as the drifter just smiles and looks up.
- "Don't be a menace let's rest a bit, is safe" - drifter let out a soft chuckle as the beheaded sits cross legged on the ground, the flame looking towards him as a hand reaches for his attention.
- "how can you be so calm about?" - the beheaded sign in the way of the drifter keeping his hand on a questioning gesture.
The drifter looks up at him and questions - "what do you mean?, don't over react" - the drifters waves the gestures and closes his eyes.
The beheaded in annoyance slides closer to the drifter in order to poke his forehead with his index , demanding the other to open his eyes and look at him, flames swaying in annoyance.
- "over react?! You're dying and instead of finding something else to aid you,you just accept the fate like it doesn't matt-" - the beheaded gestures angrily and hurries as the drifter catches his hand on a firm grip ,both eyes now on him with a sight of hurt and comfort.
-"have you ever just stoped and enjoy something a little? "- the drifter spoke keeping the beheaded hand on his -" just stop a bit"
The beheaded flinch as the drifter pulls his hand over his head letting his fingers fiddle with the drifters hair, the beheaded feels unnatural almost conflicted uncertain of the actions, his mind going down a whirlpool of thoughts of salvations, alternatives to stop the sickens, his posture turning hard as the hand of the drifter lays over his.
-"my hair is not a weapon you don't need to be afraid of it" - the drifter chuckles as the grip of the beheaded loosens, he gently pokes his forehead making him look at the beheaded.
-"why are you doing this?"- the beheaded hand moves to gesture everything - "this is pointless we're losing time, we could keep searching,do something" -his shoulders up in annoyance hands spelling things as fast as his mind can think.
-"no we're not, I'm the only one losing it"- the drifter stretches before lifting himself to lay his head on the beheaded lap making him flinch and letting a soft puff from his flamable head - "besides I don't see it as wasting my time in fact, I'm sharing time with you"- the drifter smiles once more and closes his eyes
The beheaded exhales in sight of defeat before gently resting his hand on drifters hair. At first the touch is careful and afraid to hurt,then it relaxes as the body seems to remember the softness of life and somehow the time seems to run slow.
-"I'm aware you're afraid of me dying, we know it would come….but at least I can leave as a good memory"- the drifter lets his body relax under the beheaded touch almost lost in it his soft breathing almost mirroring the cracking sound of the beheaded flame.
Is now that the beheaded wishes the time could stop, to enjoy and to live once again,or at least live knowing things would go differently or die in a world where he won't be alone…again.
As if that could happen….
Time is a cruel weapon
shoutout to wordaesthetic on ao3 and their wrioney fic gold rush for being able to free me of the stress of having to defend my thesis. i even managed to doodle the lads, snow and all. word if u see this, hugs and kisses u r a godsent
anybody else just have like a massive resurgence of a phase one day and then it just like doesn’t go away?
Like I had a massive resurgence of my Percy jackson phase in early 2021 and it hasn’t gone away and I’ve infected two of my friends (ones a show fan ones a book fan) they’re also my two best friends, I wonder why
Then I had a HUMUNGOUS (or however u spell it) resurgence of my marauders phase like last month and it’s just like stuck and now I’m stuck it’s a remus lupin obsession, a james potter obsession, a black bothers obsession, a rosekiller obsession, a mary McDonald obsession, a ‘Marlene wants to fuck James mum’ obsession & a pandora obsession
Sometimes I just think about ride the cyclone and then I watch its slime tutorial for the rest of the day
Ofc hunger games phase had a BIG resurgence when ballad’s movie was announced that it was in the works (around early 2023 or late 2022)
and then there’s Hamilton.
Dutch used to be such a fashion icon literally what happened from 1899 - 1911
i say that as if im joking but i would really like to know what happened between 1907 and 1914 with all the other characters rockstar please just give me somethinf im pleas