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4 months ago
Hi Guys... So, Unfortunately I've Already Lost One Of These Pens I Got For Christmas And I Accidentally

Hi guys... So, unfortunately I've already lost one of these pens I got for Christmas and I accidentally ruined the other one 😢

F for black vans


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1 year ago

Does anyone ever feel the sudden urge to cry but can't, no matter if there's tears in your eyes?

bc right now I can't sleep and feel miserable & it won't go away. It sucks


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9 months ago

I realised something today. You cannot count on anyone but yourself


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1 year ago

Bad day today 😔

All my "friends" turned on me today because i told them that i was tired of always doing all the work in group projects. It so frustrating doing all the work alone and getting treat like that . They even had the nerve to tell me that they choose another person as the leader and that my research was too long and the words too complicated when they didn't even respond when i ask them about the project . They made a scene saying that i did not add there work when i wasn't even aware they did something as they didn't send or said anything. ( They most likely lying about it ). Worse is that i informed them that there was a death in my family and they still made me do all the work alone😕.


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6 years ago

My first house cost me my saddest memory of how my life ended.

It was the first time I realised my mother hated me. Not consciously. Subconsciously. I think she knew that without me, she’d be free. That she’d have a better life. That it was my fault that she met my brother dad. That she has three kids now and she wants non of them. 

I was 12. 

My mother had slapped me before but only a few times. She’d verbally hurled abuse, put me and my brothers in danger and prioritised her boyfriends over her children. I walked into my safe-guarding teachers office, having just finished the lunch the school had offered me as my mother hadn’t made me any or given me money to buy lunch, and she told me to take a seat. My mother had run away with her boyfriend and I will be going to live with my granny. I had nothing. I went home twice more to collect a few belongings before I never entered that house again, instead going into care after living with my grandmother for 5 months. The next time I saw my mother, it was at court, where I was the sole witness to her boyfriend beating her brutally. She didn’t apologise. She just smiled and hoped me well. I’ve been in care for 6 years. It’s the best thing to ever happen to me.  I payed for my first house with the memory of how the life I knew ended, but also how the life I love today was born. 

Imagine you live in a society with no money, no bartering. Instead, stories are currency. To buy your groceries you have to tell the cashier a funny childhood memory. To buy a car you need to relay a life-changing moment. The bigger the purchase, the more traumatic or incredible the story has to be. Write about the story you tell to buy your first house.


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1 year ago

Nobody ever puts nice little pretty bracelets with charms or any cute stickers on their penis there’s so much potential if you have a penis and I feel like it’s being wasted


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7 years ago
How Do You Make Tumblr Friends? I'm All Alone Here. I'm A Part Of A Lot Of Fandoms So You Can Talk To

How do you make Tumblr friends? I'm all alone here. I'm a part of a lot of fandoms so you can talk to me about a lot of stuff. Idk what to post though. I'm lonely :/


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5 years ago
For Today's Prompt, I Give You The Youngest I've Ever Drawn Jedediah. He's Roughly 5 Years Old And Has

For today's prompt, I give you the youngest I've ever drawn Jedediah. He's roughly 5 years old and has been in a test tube his whole life besides the few moments Winston takes to teach him to walk, eat, and breathe.

From day 1 Winston has kept the young boy a secret from his family. Only he knows that the day of the explosion, the day of young Kaaru's birth, a second child was born. Her twin brother.

He had given the boy a name and a purpose, knowing that the Asian archer and cowboy would never let him near their daughter unsupervised.

He named him Jedediah Sherbert Shimada-Mccree.

And his purpose?

Winston's labrat.

But the boy is dying and only one thing can save him.

Will she find him in time?


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1 year ago

Farrens Death (au)

Farren had been killed, he had gotten in the middle of a fight in a tavern in the kingdom of Septrum to try and stop it

Though the guys were bigger and by the time that the guards had come to try and stop them, Farren wasn't breathing

Rowan since he had been travelling with Farren, was the first to know, and it had broke him

Eduardo was the second to know, he got a letter one day the morning of work, he had been walking with Salamander out the door when he noticed he had got a letter

"Give me a second Sal! Let me just read this" he said as he grabbed the letter

Oh! An Septrum seal, must be from his brother, he thought as he smiles brightly ripping open the envelope

He starts to read and his smile fades, and tears form onto his eyes

Sal was the third to know as he looked back to see Lalo, the happy go lucky cheery friend, break down in the middle of the road

He didn't go to work that day, instead he visited Victor and Deuce

Holding the letter tightly in his hands as he knocks on the house door

Lisa was the one to open it- she's older now, she's 13, so when she sees her uncle standing there crying, she knows something is wrong

She drags him in and offer him tea, then calls for her brother and brother in law

Victor is the first to go downstairs and check on Lalo, he sends Lisa out of the room,she protests but does leave, staying outside the door to eaves drop

Deuce was with Victor as well, as the three men sit around the table, Lalo struggling to talk so he shows them the letter

And Victors eyes widen, and he covers his mouth

"He's de-dead?" Victor felt himself feel many emotions, anger and sadness being the two main ones

Eduardo and Farren were his best friends, they helped him through so much, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them

And now Farren was dead-

Victor felt himself tear up as well, it was as if his brother died, and Deuce had to hug him so he wouldn't break down

After a while they called Lisa in, once everyone was calm,

Lisa felt the sadness in the room and asked what happened

"Your uncle Farren died.."

"What-What?" She had to hold onto the table for support "Fay?- uncle Fay?" She looked at Lalo, as if hoping he would say it wasn't true as if it was some cruel joke

But it wasn't

That night the four of them had dinner together,and spent time together as they worked through the grief

Jaskier and Salamander came by after Jaskiers work shift to check on them, and to bring them some snacks, spending some time with them as well, to comfort them, though eventually the two did leave

The day after was similar to the night before, not alot of talking, but definitely spending time together, appearently watery skies had heard the news and we're on they're way to serenity to pay they're respects,

The wake was going to be in serenity, appearently Septrum was going to be bringing the body

The morning after, surprisingly came alot of people to visit the four of them, old workmates of Lalos, old friends of Victors, even old travel buddies of Farren to pay they're respects

The day was hard for everyone who cared for Farren, though Victor, Deuce, Lisa and Lalo all stayed together, that night Victor was sitting with Eduardo, going through some books for Lisa when Lalo spoke up

"I think..I'm gonna travel to Septrum before the wake, to visit Rowan"

"How do you think he's doing?"

"Not good, he loved my brother, I know he did.. I'll visit there soon"

Days go on and Eduardo was there, in Septrum, a place he had never even heard of before his brother and brother in law traveled there

He walked through the busy streets on his way to the town inn, he had received a letter from Rowan telling him where he was staying

What was Lalo really planning? Honestly just to be there for Rowan while both of them grieved, and maybe convince him to go back to Serenity for the funeral

He walked over to the inn walking in, it had been so long since he traveled anywhere outside of Serenity- well actually ever, he had never been outside of Serenity, maybe a few times he ran out to the mystic forest with Victor and Farren when they were younger but that's it

So this was new to him

He walked over to the stairs walking up, pulling Rowans letter from his cloak and scanning the paper to look for his Inn number

7, huh... Farrens lucky number, he shooks his head and walked to room 7, knocking before leaning against the wall

Rowan, the tall dark elf opened the door, seeing Lalo and letting him in

The night goes on as so, they talk and catch up, Rowan explains how Farren died, and Lalo makes dinner for both of them

The next few days go on as so, Lalo and Rowan talk or do something together, Lalo ends up cooking dinner because he wants to, and so

On the third night, Lalo brought Rowan his plate of food, Rowan was sitting Infront of the window looking down at it

"Something on your mind?" Lalo said sitting down

"You should leave town tonight" he said suddenly

Lalo stared at him confused, Rowan wasn't even looking at him when he said that, just looking at the busy streets

There was a few moments of silence before "Why?'

Rowan stared at the town a tad bit longer, before looking over at Lalo

"I'm going to burn it to the ground"


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1 month ago

OK so I might be gone longer than expected sorry, I’m on hiatus again :(

Update: 4/22/25

Hello! This is my 100th post! Thanks for helping me reach this milestone!

just wanted to provide a few updates because of all the things I’ve started/said I would do.

The (silly) Blue Crew will be updating THIS weekend. It will be everyone’s profiles, with some short bios, the main comic/writing will most likely start sometime after, but I can do asks before the weekend, i can do them anytime, really.

I have also requested an invitation to Ao3, so I will be getting an account soon. Really excited to share my works!

With my recent poll, you all showed that you’d want to see my Gerudo OC, Sojul! I’ll be making a reference board for her today, and I’ll be working on her art and profile this week, so expect that post to be up in about one and a half weeks or so. (Possibly two, art and writing takes time!)

I will be making my normal everyday posts and such, so don’t worry! And besides, i might surprise some of you all with random drawings and such. You never know.

In the meantime though…stay silly!

-Blue :)


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4 years ago

I'm watching season 4 of My Hero Academia in school right now and I'm reaching the end of the Overhaul arc. You cannot tell me that Sir Nighteye's death is not the saddest scene in the entire show. Like, seriously, it's taking so much strength not to break down. Don't judge me. Again, you can't tell me it's not the saddest scene. Or at least you can't change my mind. Maybe some of you find a different scene sadder but I don't think any other MHA sad scene would compare to this.

The dialog and the way the characters interact in the scene, especially Mirio, is sad as hell.

RIP Sir Nighteye 😔😢

And fuck you Overhaul, you deserved to get your arms cut off.


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5 years ago

Bad day.

It's not mine, all credit goes to the original artist(s) involved/who made this beautiful piece of art✨💜


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4 years ago
*pretends To Not Be Late By A Day*

*pretends to not be late by a day*

This is to all you loners out there who need love. I myself will probably never experience love in my life but I’m fine with just chillin in the void. This is meant to be a counterpart to the Mettaton Valentine I haven’t finished. I actually don’t know if I will finish it loll. I still have 1 more thing I want to work on but I’ll be busy tomorrow so we’ll see.


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4 years ago

Current mood: sitting on my bed crying my eyes out while real happy Disney songs play in the background

Feels kinda like some sort of dystopian apocalyptic type thing


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5 years ago

I've gotten up to that part in the book, and I'm not gonna read it right now because I'm at my grandparent's house and I dont want them to see me cry.

Also:

Weaponized unicorns.


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2 years ago

The little star

There was a star that shone brighter than the rest. It glistened and glowed, only to be overlooked.

The little star was disappointed, they assumed they did something wrong, something improper The little star pushed to be noticed, it tried so hard, it craved attention just a little spotlight would make it seem that all of their efforts were worth it.

Once the little star was noticed, it was only because of how small it was, not because it shone so bright but because of its flaws, not because it gave everything it's all.

all the attention was focusing on all the poor things about it, all it wanted to be unnoticed was brought to light.

The star started to fade, to loose it's passion 'i only want things to be like they were before' it said, the sun and the moon tried to console the poor star but it only faded faster because of their attempts.

The star faded faster and faster until it was nothing, when the star died all of its dreams died too.

The milky way lost another star that night, to be forgotten just like how it wanted, the star was put to rest.


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2 months ago

In my opinion, one of the most heartbreaking things someone can do is draw people in with kindness—being sweet, warm, and seemingly genuine—only to reveal a completely different, colder version of themselves months into the friendship.

It’s like they put on a mask just long enough to make you trust them, only to later use that connection as a stage for their own bitterness or emotional detachment. Almost as if they want to recreate some toxic dynamic—acting heartless to feel in control, or maybe even to seem “cool.”

Sometimes it feels like they never truly wanted a real bond. They just wanted people around to react to them, to fill a space they never learned how to love properly. And that kind of manipulation, hidden behind fake warmth, can leave a deep mark on those who genuinely cared...


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8 years ago

Being happy hurts. It’s one truth of the world no one wishes to speak about. Being happy doesn’t allow for sadness. Being happy doesn’t allow for others to help you. And lord forbid that you actually say that you aren’t ‘happy’.

“But you have a such a good life”


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8 years ago

I put it to my head and pulled the trigger. I should have listened when they said love was a dangerous thing.

Love is a different death


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8 years ago

I’m sorry if I seem distant. I’m sorry that I keep apologizing about the little things I do. I’m sorry that sometimes I stumble over my words when I know what I want to say. I’m sorry that you had to order food for me sometimes because I was afraid to speak to the waiter. I’m sorry that I made this situation more awkward than it should have been. I’m sorry that I made whatever we had weird. I’m sorry that we became so close. I’m sorry that I upset you because you couldn’t make me happy anymore. I’m sorry that my mind decided to close itself off to you. I’m sorry that this bottle of pills is the only thing standing between me and happiness.

I’m sorry that I ruined you


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8 years ago

Every minute you're gone, the more vulnerable I feel.

Celia Lawliet


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8 years ago

I never thought I'd be able to say that I don't love you anymore.

But now I can


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8 years ago

Perfect nights only end in misery.

Six word story


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4 years ago

Ese es mi secreto, yo siempre estoy triste ;(

Ese Es Mi Secreto, Yo Siempre Estoy Triste ;(
Ese Es Mi Secreto, Yo Siempre Estoy Triste ;(

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