My Genies *cue me sobbing because I love them so much*

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My Genies *cue me sobbing because I love them so much*
@featherstcnes / cont .
it had bubbled high in her throat that day. zafiya had woken with the threat of sobs strangling her, making it difficult to swallow over the lump of guilt. dreams, or rather nightmares, hadn’t been kind, and tortured her with the fractured memories of breaking and snapping and tearing that always ghosted along her palms. ( you never escaped those echoes ). visceral reminders of what she’d been made to do — what she’d done.
ghosts chased her away from the others, as if their mere proximity would endanger them, and she hardly knew herself well enough to be sure those fears weren’t right. but it was drowning in a pool of cosmic coincidences that steps crunch grass too close for comfort and she knows sobs haven’t been close to covert, but when raw, red eyes look up, it’s the last person who should stumble across her in a moment like this.
( earth open up and swallow me whole ). anything to not have to be perceived in such a state. what were her tears in the face of those she had inflicted upon others, anyway ? ( your guilt was manufactured, and you deserved to crumble beneath it ). he of all people, brother to a victim.
their wings were the same, and that chain, the one with a missing half, one she’s too cowardly to return because it bloodies her hands ( more than they already are ) with lifeblood shared. their wings are so similar, and there’s no denying the visual echoes of one in the other. guilt rises in her throat before words can find their way out and threatens to choke her. all she can do is curl back into herself and muffle sobs into the palms of her hands.
IT HURTS HER , TO see the girl she views as a sister in so much pain . nancy doesn’t deserve it , what happened to barb is not her fault . but , jamie knows she can’t convince her of that . the most she can do is try to convince her that she’s not going anywhere ... that she won’t die like barb did , ❛ nance ... i’m not gonna die . i’m right here , i’ll always be right here . ❜ she murmurs , hands on nancy’s shoulders before she pulls her into a tight hug .
@rebelliousfamily continued from x .
Help
I've fallen back into my roots
Kfam brainrot-*GASP*oh my fuck
SOMEONES MADE A FIC OUT OF CONCEPT OF MY VERY FIRST ORIGINAL POST EVER?! idk if they saw my post or they just thought of the concept themselves bUT STILL! WHAT?! OMFG YESSSSSS!!! SLEEP WHO?! REAL LIFE PROBLEMS W/THE SHOW WHO?! I DON'T KNOW NO BODY
please i’m watching a compilation of songs from granblue on youtube and it changes official arts at every songs and those are the obscure twitter arts that tend to disappear all the time
and this is the picture for the song from 000
i’m bawling my eyes out it’s so pretty and this song already tmakes me a mess this just adds to it
So one of my commissions came in and jfc I keep falling in love with it every time! 😭
Made by _Villart_ on insta
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It makes me so happy when people say ‘I watched tangled and thought of you’
or ... ‘When I see Rapunzel I think of YOUR Rapunzel’ etc....
it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Just ahhhh