didn’t know where to start with talking about bev more. figured something small from her life might be good. added a doodle i did of her in hell pretty close to modern day just for good measure :)
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didn’t know where to start with talking about bev more. figured something small from her life might be good. added a doodle i did of her in hell pretty close to modern day just for good measure :)
that moment when @whitesuited ‘s tag for her thunder-hubby immediately has me listening to a certain song and Bucky hates me for it . . .
Side Effects pt.249
“There is a psychic/ in my dreams,” Lance read. “Who likes to give me/ forbidden glances of things/ I shouldn’t know about. The future/ is exciting and horrifying/ but I never know/ it’s the future when I/ see it. Not until it’s too/ late. Which defeats/ the purpose, I think.// My psychic showed me/ my father in a hospital/ waiting room a week before/ my sister came down with the flu./ They showed me my aunt/ with a ring on her finger/ five days before she/ eloped. And most painful/ the one thing I knew was a glimpse/ of what was to come/ but didn’t have the courage/ to warn anyone about/ was the night my psychic/ showed me my mother bleeding/ in the bathroom./ Three days later she woke/ me up and said/ I have to go/ to the hospital/ something’s wrong./ I knew it the moment/ she got in the car with/ my father- the baby in/ her womb would not grow/ any bigger than/ the size of a bean.”
“Oh my God,” Keith breathed out. He opened his eyes and looked at the page. “She...?”
Lance nodded. “I was seventeen. It happened on Thanksgiving.” He shrugged. “We’ve always just called it frijolito, because we didn’t get a chance to know what it would be. I was still letting it process that there would be a new baby. And then suddenly, there wasn’t.” He sighed shut his journal. “I keep wanting to revise it, but I don’t think anything would fully grasp what that was like for all of us.” He took a deep breath and let out a nervous laugh. “There it is. My writing, some stuff about the things my family has gone through…. Some of the way my head works….” He shrugged again and looked down at his hands. “I know that was a lot.”
who would’ve thought five years ago that my favourite muse to write five years later would be snow white. who. would’ve. thought.
Oh, wait, the pants.
(sakurai voice) never ask me for anything ever again
добрый вечер. please LIKE or REBLOG if you’d interact with a predominantly russian (characters) multimuse. thank you !
When I was a small child, I played Neopets. And if you feed one of your pets to the point where they won’t eat any more food the fullness description will read as “Bloated” or “Very Bloated”. So, I thought this just meant ‘completely full’. So there was a point when I was at school and I think a teacher offered me food, and my response was to say I was ‘bloated’. Needless to say, I got an incredibly strange look from her and immediately regretted my actions.