In case no one told you today
A crown of femurs would be far too impractical. They’re way too long… what about radius and ulna instead, interspersed with teeth?
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who else mourning the person they could've been if they were treated kindly as a child
this is a poem i wrote about me and my experience of my family. hope someone can relate <3
i need someone to talk to. a dad, a mum, an almighty who can lift me up and carry me through to the next phase of my life. i am terrified every second i breathe, every step i take, every look i get. i am terrified. i look at my room which is always filled with plates and books and empty cans of cider, clothes dumped in specific piles so i can make my way to bed without tripping - i feel like a wombat paving through the grass, leaving a trail for myself for when i need to turn back, turn the lights off. i imagine how it would feel. to talk to someone who knows more, is more, and not feel a burden. like they have minutes upon minutes, a broken clock which tells the time of my life and they sit and listen, and they tell me ‘you’ll be alright; i’ll carry you the rest of the way.’ i would cry until i was nothing, i would scream until i was nothing, i would dance until i was dust, i would smile. i twist and bend and snap in this body of mine, trying to be what i’ve been told i must become - i must be a mirror, a perfect reflection of my mother whose eyes are like piss holes in the snow, who never truly knew what love was until my dad, but even then she knew so little that 20 years wasn’t enough time to learn how to hold love without breaking it. her knees lacerated and bruised as she knelt to sweep it up before pouring the cracks and shards into an old wallet with a photo of them hugging in the slot where her license should sit. if i could, i’d bring my whole family with me on my journey with the almighty. i would sit with them, and we’d be still and quiet. we’d listen to the heartbeat of the land below us, the wind a melody as it flowed around and through us. we’d hear the words spoken by this god, and we’d listen - and understand. oh, to be understood. i imagine we’d all like that.
Katniss Everdeen ❤️🩹🌼 I hadn’t drawn her in so many years!! my babygirl since I was 13/14 i love her sm!!
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if anyone wants to read a bucky barnes fanfic, i’ve started one with 5 parts so far (a 6th on the way). it’s got smut, fluff, romance, kinks and much more. i’m very proud of the story so far and i’ve got so much planned, so if you want to give it a go, it’s called ‘Dragoste’ by kae3214 on Wattpad and Ao3 <3
thank you and good night x
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Addams Amore
You and your roommate, Bucky, go to a haunted forest Halloween attraction. Maybe you can get a date out of it?
This is an
otherentry for @metalbuckaroo s 2K Writing Challenge! I used a random number generator for my prompts and somehow it came out better than when I picked my own 😂Fluffy Prompts:
35: Kiss me better
38: I’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand
Smut Prompts:
12: I’m going to ruin that pretty makeup
47: I’d rather have your hands around my throat but the necklace will do.Warnings: Cussing, implied smut, a haunted forest
Words: 2k and some change
18+ only, Minors DNI
Bucky sat in the living room drinking a beer and waiting for you to come home. He missed you on the days you worked and he didn’t. The house was a lot quieter without you. Most days, he would play music off of one of your Spotify playlists to make it feel like you were around, but he always turned it off at 5 because he didn’t want you to hear it. He was head over heels in love with you, but he’d never admit it because then you might not want to be roommates with him. But you were so full of life, your laugh was contagious, the way you danced around the kitchen while you were making dinner captivated him. Life would be so dull without you. And of course he loved catching glimpses of you walking from the bathroom to your bedroom in nothing but a towel, or the nights he would come home late and you were obviously braless in your pjs, relaxing and drinking wine on the same couch he was sitting on.
He was lost in a daydream of you when you burst through the front door, scaring the shit out of him. “Aaahh!! Fuck, Y/n, you’re gonna give me a heart attack!” he scolded, flustered and embarrassed.
just gonna leave this here…
Addams Amore
You and your roommate, Bucky, go to a haunted forest Halloween attraction. Maybe you can get a date out of it?
This is another entry for @metalbuckaroo s 2K Writing Challenge! I used a random number generator for my prompts and somehow it came out better than when I picked my own 😂
Fluffy Prompts:
35: Kiss me better
38: I'm not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand
Smut Prompts:
12: I'm going to ruin that pretty makeup
47: I'd rather have your hands around my throat but the necklace will do.
Warnings: Cussing, implied smut, a haunted forest
Words: 2k and some change
18+ only, Minors DNI
Bucky sat in the living room drinking a beer and waiting for you to come home. He missed you on the days you worked and he didn’t. The house was a lot quieter without you. Most days, he would play music off of one of your Spotify playlists to make it feel like you were around, but he always turned it off at 5 because he didn’t want you to hear it. He was head over heels in love with you, but he’d never admit it because then you might not want to be roommates with him. But you were so full of life, your laugh was contagious, the way you danced around the kitchen while you were making dinner captivated him. Life would be so dull without you. And of course he loved catching glimpses of you walking from the bathroom to your bedroom in nothing but a towel, or the nights he would come home late and you were obviously braless in your pjs, relaxing and drinking wine on the same couch he was sitting on.
He was lost in a daydream of you when you burst through the front door, scaring the shit out of him. “Aaahh!! Fuck, Y/n, you’re gonna give me a heart attack!” he scolded, flustered and embarrassed.
just gonna leave this here…
[ID: an excerpt from ‘Memory,’ a poem by Evelyn Graham Frost
“I dreamt I drank the colour of your voice;”]
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