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Back to dolls, i just needed to vent oi vey
Every once and a while i get the urge to change my username like the seasons and rotate them like a carousel, because it’s been proven to me time and time again that, somehow, all my exes REALLY are just fucking hung up on me and i would like some PEACE from it all. Even 10+ years later.
Like FFS i am not that great and am deeply flawed. Why on earth do they want me back 😭
Pussy fresh pussy tired pussy about to get a lobotomy
I absolutely hate a guessing game with little to no communication.
Breaks suck.
hello again everyone! so you may or may not remember, but i mentioned that i've been working on an EPQ for school - which just so happens to be an epic, and just so happens to be fanfiction of crepus and varka, also.
that is currently sitting at a clean 5k and as soon as i'm done with it, i'll be posting it both here and on my ao3 - god only knows how well they'll do, i'm not sure if the general public is fond of extended verse but there again i don't think the people who read my work are the general public
in the meantime, have this!
Sooo. About that Crepus character study. Crepus' father is called Vespera - Latin for evening (similar to Hespera/the garden of the Hesperides if you're more familiar with the Greek terms). The evening comes before dusk falls. Evening suffocates to dusk, eventually - but evening always, always comes first. Dusk is such a very short length of time.
do you ever mourn
for someone that you have never met
long gone, resting asleep, somewhere
sweet, you hope
sweet, you hope, kinder than here.
do you ever mourn
for a word never spoken
a warmth never shared
poems that could be woven word into word
through the air, two minds
dancing in endless light.
do you mourn
a face that would have been kinder, too.
a face that might have softened at you
spoken with you in words only you would understand
held your hand, and listened.
do you mourn
a life that you never knew
but could have
could have known, should have known
if life did you right .
you deserved to.
you crave it now, like a chick craves the sun's warmth,
you deserved it
but you cannot have it
you mourn
you mourn
you wilt. part of you.
"I thought maybe if I could get close again, it'd stop hurting.
Maybe I could stop my own heartbeat and use yours."
A ficcy celebration
Hello friends! I recently(ish) reached an accumulated 10k of kudos over on ao3 and I'd like to write something to celebrate the occasion. Something that draws on all the things I might be most known for writing, but decided by committee. Your enjoyment of my fics got me here so you get to help inspire me on this fic! And also I don't have to make a decision! It's a double win.
So what would you want to see me write? What would be fitting for this milestone? Please fill out the google form linked and let me know what would be most exciting.
I recently reached 10,000 kudos across all my fics on ao3, and I'd like to know what you, readers, would like to see in celebration of this
It's all anonymous (unless you decide to drop your name in the last comment box) so in good faith please only fill it out once and not skew the results
I'll leave the form up for a few weeks, and post again with a reminder before closing it, and we'll see after that what I'll be writing! Woo!