I Know I'm Late, But This Is Important

Kinda a dream/nervous nightmare. Getting to put my drawlight inspired writing on a post they reblogged. Not to mention all these other fantastic writers. First time doing this at all so we'll see:

Because all she is now is a cigarette-smoke apparition. Haunting a sunlit flat and longing for the love unconfirmed from the best friend who had promised to never leave. It is twilights like these she regrets coming back, regrets the faded gray of her world where there should have been righteous bloomings of color reflected from buttercup hair and warm hot chocolate eyes.

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“The chief will see you in the palace,” he says, speaking right over Azula’s head to the captain. Her eyes narrow; Ty Lee lets out a little hiss, and Mai taps her nails against her thigh. The captain chokes a bit, as a man with a survival instinct.

Samwena | Angels AU

My first Mishapocolypse...I regret nothing

I feel so attacked and seen

You know those things where you only find a fragment at first, and it sticks with you, makes you feel something you've forgotten or never have? And you never look for context, never need it, maybe you assume the fragment is it, that the sentence is complete. But then, completely by accident you find the fragments origin, its home when it's not nestled in you collarbones, not wrapped around your lackluster heart. And you find the home is just as magnificent, and all those feelings you felt the first time come washing back in a hundredfold. And then you explore the home, and the neighborhood, you find the architect and try to see everything his hands have constructed. And for just a little while, you get to be lost. And it's the most magnificent thing.

This is probably too long and incoherent, but it's late and I might as well. Sorry for the scrolling.

“You Are Jeff” by Richard Siken

Beautiful story for a beautiful message. Let's all fight and rest as needed, and may we all have someone to help us in these trying times.

the fight is harder each year.

A little late but too good not to repost

The 12 Days of Speightmas

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Using "I'm gay" as an excuse for anything

Ex. "Take out the trash" "I can't, I'm Fucking Gay"

Thanks I hate it

Calling things/people my dude. (Or, if your feeling fancy, my good dude)

Hearing a crash in another room "same"

Fistfight God in a denny's parking lot

They're holding hands. I want them dead

This is why god abandoned this timeline (and the compliment) this is not ideal

im gonna start collecting a list of the funniest phrases in the english language

so far ive got

get his ass

thats the bitch (when referring to an object/type of creature)

fat fuck friday

shouting “fuck yeah dude” and hyping something up when someone does something minor like opening a jar of jam

does man care

feel free to add your own

We’re falling through space, you and me, and if we let go….

Happy 15th Anniversary, Rose!