Vi Throwing Up While Trying To Apply Her Make Up-

IM DYING

Call It What You Want

Like I meantioned before this is dedicated to my wife - also try to read it with the vibe of “Galway Girl” by MALINDA as that’s what I was aiming for.

[Verse 1]

She slipped into my world with a comment or two,

Had me laughing out loud, yeah, she always knew.

A little bit of teasing, a little back and forth,

Didn’t take long ’til she became my north.

Started playin’ with the pet names, “babe” and “dear,”

One stuck real quick, now it’s all I hear.

Not a ring, not a vow, not a wedding parade,

But she’s my wife in every way.

[Pre-Chorus]

Oh, she’s got a fire, got a wild little spark,

Sharp like lightning, but she’s soft at heart.

Got me wrapped around, got me head over heels,

Loves me hard, and the love is real.

[Chorus]

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

She’s the one I’ll love ‘til my hair turns grey.

No paper, no priest, no church bells play,

But I’d swear my life she’s mine to stay.

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

But she’s my wife in every way.

[Verse 2]

Oh, she’s a little dramatic, makes a scene just right,

Got a dirty mind but a heart so kind.

Wants to teach, wants to shape young souls,

But for now, she just teaches me to love another soul.

And damn, it gets lonely when the night gets long,

Miss her voice, miss her warmth, miss where I belong.

But I hold on tight, ‘cause I know someday,

I’ll wake up next to her and say—

[Chorus]

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

You’re the one I’ll love ‘til my hair turns grey.

No paper, no priest, no church bells play,

But I’d swear my life you’re mine to stay.

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

But you’re my wife in every way.

[Bridge]

One day I’ll fly, one day I’ll run,

One day I’ll be where she wakes with the sun.

Drop to my knee, no more play,

Slip that ring on, make it stay.

[Final Chorus]

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

She’s the one I’ll love ‘til my hair turns grey.

No paper, no priest, no church bells play,

But I’d swear my life she’s mine to stay.

Call it what you want, call it what you may,

But she’s my wife in every way.

[Outro]

She’s my wife in every way…

And soon enough, she’ll take my name.

Growing tired of the toxic/abusive Abby headcanons

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I truly don't think Abby has it in her. Not in any timeline, not in any version of herself.

Abby is strong, yes — physically intimidating even- but her strength is protective, never oppressive. She's hyper aware of the power she carries in her body and in her presence, and she's especially careful with the people she loves.

In fact, Abby's worst fear might be becoming a person who could hurt someone she loves. If she even thought she'd made you feel unsafe — emotionally or physically — it would wreck her. She'd spiral into shame, shut down, go quiet for days. She's the type to overcorrect into gentleness because she never wants her strength to feel like a weapon.

She might snap at someone if she's deeply overwhelmed or panicked, especially in a moment of fear or high emotion. But even then, it's reactive — never controlling, never cruel. And she always circles back to take accountability.

What Abby might do instead:

Withdraw. When she's upset, she shuts down. Goes quiet, distant. Not to punish— but because she doesn't know how to process it without accidentally hurting someone. This could feel like rejection if you didn't understand it, but it's self-protective, not abusive.

Internalize. She won't talk about what's wrong, even when she's hurting. She takes on too much, blames herself for things she can't control, and sometimes tries to "handle" things alone instead of leaning on others. This could cause tension — but again, it comes from love, not malice.

More than anything, Abby turns her intensity inward. She's her own harshest critic, especially if she thinks she's failed in her role, it devastates her.

In a relationship with her, built on deep emotional trust and so much care — there's no room for abuse. Disagreements? Of course. Miscommunications? Sometimes. But anything even resembling abuse would be the antithesis of who Abby is.

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let’s unfuck the narrative please. ༝༚༝༚

im fucking done with arcane

Refuge at the Firelight Hideout

can’t stop thinking about how now sevika has to babysit TWO kids

(the way she’s shielding them in this scene💔im sobbing)

this blog hates donald trump

i realize how much fucked i am not when i make a playlist or pinterest board for her but when i bawl my eyes out because of overthinking and longing for her

i hate falling in love idk why does it always have to be so hard

*GIGGLING*

this picture hasn't left my mind for actual Days her hands are so big .........

i'm such a lesbian it's embarrassing at this point

i fear abby anderson saying “good girl” to me would fix all my problems

the way my therapist asked me what was in that arcane spoiler i accidentally saw after ALL THAT WEEK OF ME TRYING SO HARD TO ERASE IT THE FUCK OUT OF MY MEMORY💔