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philosopher-of-fandoms

STORMAE DEACTIVATED IM GONNA CRY THE NCT FIC FANDOM JUST SUFFERED ONE OF THEIR GREATEST LOSSES

lotus-de

“هذا حزنك وهذه كتفي”

— “Here’s your sorrow, and here’s my shoulder.”

her-serenespace-deactivated2022

“Who said I don’t confide? I told my God everything”

college-hacks

Do whatever the hell you want.

I have been in the same class with a girl in pajamas, a girl eating a full three course meal, and someone dressed like they're going to court. Some people may talk if you do something really outrageous (inflatable t-rex costume guy I still think about you), but in reality people just don't give a crap. As long as you feel like you are operating at your best, you do you.

enigmaticpink

"this timeline is so weird now" "where did our timeline go wrong"

Besties it's always been weird. It hasn't been just the past 2 or 5 or 10 years. It's always been like this, through out all of human existence. It's the price we pay for the hubris of our microbe ancestors for daring to form in the chemical soup of the earths oceans billions of years ago

enigmaticpink

This is just the price of existence, no matter what part of human history you look at, shits always been weird. You can look at any part of history and find the most random of the wall events and moments. The "timeline" has been fucked since we sprung into existence

blossomfully

Sue Zhao

teaspirationss

untidied appetites looking for an exit wound of years without vowels speaking. the darkest places in my mind are from the deepest places in my heart. the wind knows exactly when to change directions, but I'm still thankful for how things begin to die. I want my edges to curl, to fall. there’s always a time to renew, and I need that. every day life shows me another way to miss you.

my heart is in need of a little proof of life.. could you blink if you still love me?

conceptualsolitude

sometimes the sound of the earth is so loud!!!!!!!!! sometimes i sit on the grass and feel like crying!!!!!! i feel like the grass is so close to me we are almost the same!!!!!! and then the wind blows over me and i could just live in this forever!!!!!!!!!

imanes

the way i don’t want to be working omg… last week literally shaved years off my life from how i pressed i was and now i can barely function i just need a complete week of SLEEP

kazsbrekker

Thinking about how Kaz tells Inej, “There is no peace waiting for me, no forgiveness, not in this life,” when Inej, the embodiment of peace and forgiveness, a metaphor in human form, is standing right in front of him.

Peace and forgiveness, right within reach.

And he can’t touch her.

(And then, later —

He’s standing on the docks of Ketterdam. He’s made Pekka kneel before him as he talks about Jordie. Gotten the closest thing to justice that can exist in a life like his. And despite all the darkness and pain she’s seen in it, Inej stands beside Kaz and tells him she’s not giving up, that she believes Ketterdam is worth saving. Believes he’s still worth saving.

And he cautiously reaches out —

Takes her hand. Takes ahold of peace.)

yongbokkari-deactivated20241201

Kaz leaned in so that no one else could hear it when he said, “My Wraith would counsel mercy. But thanks to you, she’s not here to plead your case.”

my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. my wraith. MY WRAITH

aletheyass

the napoleonic urge to reach under your shirt and hold your titty

kabira

sic semper tyrannis.

pairing — taeyong x female reader

word count — 17.9k

genres — mafia au, undercover au, crime, thriller, angst, implied sexual content

warnings — scenes of graphic violence, gun violence, torture, heavy swearing, toxic relationship, one instance of misogyny (side characters), drug use, alcohol use, gratuitous amount of blood, degradation (not in a kinky way)

summary — The job was simple—infiltrate the ranks of the drug empire, collect enough intel for a raid, and get out all in a matter of months. Then Lee Taeyong—extortionist, right hand man, torturer supreme—enters the chessboard claiming he wants to help, and you’re taken on the wildest ride of your life.

dedicated to — @taeyongtime for being my biggest source of motivation for writing this. i could never have squeezed in weeks’ of writing into a few days without your support <3

note — part of the criminal!nct collab by @neovisioned here. please check out the other authors’ work as well!

in no way do i intend to romanticize, sexualize or glorify the situations and circumstances depicted in this, and if any segment of it comes off that way, please do point it out so i can fix it. some of the official terminology/procedure used in this fic was referenced from this book. unedited.

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