a little too deep

@erurink New friendo! Thank you a hundred times over for making this prompt list. It’s magnificent. It’s so painfully eruri, but also versatile enough for every fandom *heart eyes* It took me a few days to work out characterizations (I take canon-verse nerd-ishly seriously) Good luck with your job app! Sorry, this is kind of heavy. Usually, I don’t write angst…

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7. “Who do you think you are?”

[~1k, Canon-verse Angst/Grieving. But also Fluff because, hello, it’s me. Developing Friendships. Post-ACWNR, Pre-canon.]



It had been three months.  


Levi could feel the number rolling around in his head, knocking against his skull, sharp-edged and painful.  It must have cut too deep because when a little girl with a bobbing reddish ponytail darted in front of him, narrowly missing hooves and wheels, he froze.  Someone collided with his back and spat, “Fucking watch it, freak.”  The man smelled cloying, like perfume and rot, when he shoved past Levi and shot his uniform a look more filthy than his stringy hair.  Levi turned on his heel and returned to his quarters without getting any of the supplies he needed from town.


Three months above-ground, three months back in the ground—turned to dirt to fertilize that pretty grass that matched Isabel’s eyes. 


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i.
you’ll realize you’re in too deep when you find yourself staring a little longer than you used to, or when you realize you’ve been imagining scenarios where you wake up to them in your arms, or when you realize that they’ve done something ordinary but all you can do is smile because it’s just so cute, because they’re just so cute
that’s when you realize you’re fucked

ii.
you’ve fallen
hard

iii.
they didn’t catch you
and now you’ve hit the ground without anything to brace yourself again, nothing to soften the blow
you’ve got a face full of gravel and blood and when you look up at them, you decide you can’t blame them for not wanting to get their hands dirty


iv.
you blame the stars for not aligning the way they should have
you blame time for not being on your side
you blame circumstance
you blame situations
you blame fate
you blame them
you blame yourself

v.
you love them
and it’s a goddamn tragedy
because you look at them as if they’re the sun
and you can’t even see that they’ve lit your whole world on fire

vi.
there’s no saying whether or not this story will end in tears or smiles, whether you two will be making love or making your ways through life separately
all i know is
everything will work out the way that it’s meant to
and that broken hearts can be mended
—  on loving someone who loves another
(cc, 2017)

i imagine that anxiety and princey got along a lot better when thomas was a kid since fears can be linked with creativity i mean think about it

  • monsters under the bed? maybe they just want to partyyyy!!
  • the dark is just a little too dark? well let’s get a flashlight and play shadow show!!!!
  • and obviously all of that would feed creativity and make fear feel a bit better, a bit calmer
  • it wasn’t until thomas started to get older that fear morphed into anxiety, which would obviously not be nearly as interesting to princey. after all, those fears (people, the future, screwing up) weren’t as easily fixable with a dream or fun scenario

so instead, creativity would block out the anxiety and instead try to shine all by itself. meaning that princey would ignore anxiety - and in turn, the other two would ignore anxiety in favor of the more favorable “let’s grow and evolve and discover who thomas is!!!”

obviously, that would make anyone feel left out. not apart of the big adventure. make anxiety feel like he’s no longer important because his job could no longer be turned into some grand quest. that could be why anxiety seems to be more hostile (if you can even consider it that) toward princey - he left him to struggle when anxiety truly needed that positive and creative input

then small things like logic and anxiety’s little debate would mean even more to anxiety. it would be just like when thomas was little and they had to debate over monsters

  • “obviously there’s nothing in the closet! that would be impossible for something to live in!”
  • “but what if there is something in there?!”

obviously anxiety still enjoys the other sides’ company even if he doesn’t admit it. i can’t help but think of the end of My NEGATIVE Thinking when princey and morality pop in, logan insults princey, and anxiety is smiling, almost giggling

he could be a useful part of thomas’s thinking if they didn’t only think of him as a bad guy. anxiety doesn’t want to be the bad guy, and he makes that pretty clear

Small tips that make a (healthier) difference

Hey you! I dare you to try your best to follow this checklist tomorrow! But hey! Not so fast. Why not try it again the next day (and every day after that)? Sometimes it’s the smaller changes that can in fact help improve our health and wellbeing, especially when we think we’re short of time. School stressing you out? Everything is going to be ok. Try a few little things here. Tick everything off that you completed! Tell me how it goes for you!

This was a spontaneous post and I’ve found that I’ve been making errors in my posts recently! Plz correct me bc I am an egg. Hope u like it anyway.


Morning:

  • Wake up as soon as you do naturally or when your alarm goes off. Make your bed! Open the blinds!
  • Get out of bed and s t r e t c h – all the way from the very tips of your fingers to the tips of your toes. (Trust me, this feels good)
  • Set your intention for the day. This might be weird for some, but try it. Example: Today I will be productive. I will be focused on my tasks and I will take the time to relax when needed. It doesn’t have to be as complicated – Example 2: I can do this. Remind yourself again.
  • Eat breakfast. A MUST. Try my favourite: eggs (poached, scrambled or fried) on toast with avocado or baked beans. Yes. We are on a roll today.
  • Drink one full glass of water within the hour of waking (don’t down it all in one go though!).
    • Add 1/8 of a lemon to this. Lemon is great to alkalise the body and getting that digestive system of yours goin! This will flush out toxins in the body and support your immune system too!
      • Side note: Wait half an hour before brushing your teeth after this (or maybe do it before) because lemons are acidic after all and can probably do some damage to your shiny whites.
  • Try having a water bottle by your bedside and beside you throughout the day as a constant reminder to drink water as you see it. Trust me, this has helped improve my water intake a lot.
  • Organise your day. What are your plans? What are of priority and what are not? Try brain dumping this, and then organising each task/item into a list, categorised in importance. This will help decrease stress throughout the day and easy referral back to this list.
  • Dress in some lovely clothes! Your fave sweater and some cool black tights? 100%!! What about that pretty skirt you like with a nice top? HECK YEAH!!!

Midday:

  • Lunchtime! Eat again. Wholesome foods are an absolute must whenever you can.
  • Aim for 3-4 cups of water by lunchtime (inclusive of the glass of lemon water you had this morning).
  • Remember that intention you set this morning? Say it again.
  • Throw a compliment at someone. Be genuine. This will have a butterfly effect. If someone throws one at you to – don’t disagree! Say thank you. You rock, don’t doubt that.
  • Are there any ticks beside those tasks on your checklist from this morning? I hope so!
  • Throw in a random burst of exercise! In public too – who cares! Pick one of these: 50 starjumps! 3 sets of 10 squats! A quick walk around outdoors!

Arvo (/Afternoon… Straya):

  • Hit that 3pm slump? Same. Here are a few ideas to get you going, especially coming home from a long day:
    • NAP! 15-20 mins. No longer. No less. Be strict here or your sleep pattern might go funny and we don’t want that. (And groggy headaches are gross)
    • Exercise! This is so fundamental to our health and wellbeing. Try out short pilates videos (no equipment) here (that as living proof, work) or some really cool yoga videos here, here, and here. Yoga is great. Try this daily. Or take a brisk walk for 30 minutes  = wake up your brain, pick up your mood AND burn some fat. C’mon, go get your shoes!
    • Have a healthy snack, such as those listed in this great post by @tbhstudying. Get your brain and bod going, my friends!
  • Write down your to do list for any work, study or event related things that you need to complete this afternoon. Set out all your equipment, sort out your papers from the day and get organised!
  • Clear your (bedroom/bed/desk/floor/work/closet) space for 5 minutes every day. I’m guessing that you’ve started to pile a few things here like I do. This will save you time and help maintain cleanliness, staving away from the complicated stress that comes from having to reorganise just about everything which we all know to hate when we’re busy with other things.
  • Have you had your 5th and 6th cups of water of the day yet? Get to it!
  • Sit up straighter and you’ll look more confident and feel more confident. Your back will also be very grateful for this.

Night:

  • Continue all your extra to-dos. Get this done. You can do it!
  • Make sure to put something in your body guys. I’m talking food here by the way… don’t let that sentence mislead you! This is especially important for those of you probably thinking “I’ll just eat later” or “I’m not hungry”.  Eat. EAT NOW. PleASE.
  • Spend some quality time with your family. How’s their day been? Tell them about yours too.
  • Glasses of water No. 7, 8 and beyond should be here.
  • Prep your meals, lists, notes, outfits, etc. for the next day. Getting these things sorted now will help you get it out of the way and save you time!
  • Settle down a little. It’s time to wiiiind doooooooownnn. Read a book. Scroll through Tumblr (aaayeee!) – but not too deep into the pits okay guys. Watch a little TV.
  • I know a lot of posts say to switch off 1-2 hours before bed. If you’re literally glued to your electronics, try switching off 5 minutes earlier every day and replace that with something else. What about doing your prep items for the next day (listed two points back!!)? Or, do get those pesky chores out the way.
    • Side note: Cleaning your room often will help freshen it, get rid of itchy dust and decrease the chances of bugs and other smol random things to crawl around your room. (If that’s not a little motivation then I’m not sure what is…). It’ll also keep your space maintained so you don’t have to do it all at once. *Shudders* Plus the likelihood of those gross germs from the world hanging around and building up in there is a no-no.
  • Sleep! 7-8 hours. Your body will thank you for it. CRUCIAL for healthy brain and body function. Plus your mood and skin will improve (i.e. gOODBYE EYEBAGS and hELLO GLOWING SKIN).
    • Side note: I see you reading this at 12am when you should be sleeping. I see you.

I hope this has helped you guys a little or at least inspired you to make a small change to your daily routine! Try doing a few items here (e.g. glass of lemon water, sitting up straighter, 8+ cups of water) and record this on a habit tracker! The smallest changes often have the greatest effects!

Don’t forget to let me know how you go.

Kalyisah (@studywithkal)

Love doesn’t need to last a lifetime for it to be real. You can’t judge the quality of a love by the length of time it lasts. Everything dies, love included. Sometimes it does with a person, sometimes it does on its own. The greatest love story ever told doesn’t have to be about two people who spent their whole lives together. It might be about a love that lasted two weeks or two months or two years, but burned brighter and hotter and more brilliantly than any other love before or after.
—  Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts
I’m sorry but was I the only one who thought “so Aria IS mentally ill” while she was talking to the corpse in the trunk.....?
Having seen some of the fallout from the latest Steven Universe episode(s) I’ve realized something:

Before “Wanted”

Normal person: “Don’t you think you’re reading into a kids show a little too much? I mean, it’s not that deep.”

Me: “I mean, it’s got a little depth to it, but yeah, you’re right. Maybe I am looking a little too into it by attempting to analyze every line spoken and every little detail in the background.”

After “Wanted”

Me:

when there’s a girl who finally likes you and you think she’s going to confess to you but you like another girl so before she gets the chance to tell you she likes you, you start telling her how there’s another girl who you like but then an older city boy appears and you assume it’s her boyfriend and that you completely misunderstood the situation

4

Peaches and Cream.

Such a sweet dance with 2 sweet characters. 
Maybe he’s dipping her a little too deep? 
Who knew the Samurai had it in him!
Well…I guess she does since it’s in her now.

See GENDDY. I can do metaphors without  the act actually happening too!

They are dancing. 
Making love on the dance floor! 
Shame on you for thinking otherwise!
Shame! 


anonymous asked:

Hello!! I absolutelly love your blog and your voltron headcanons, do you have any about Pidge and Allura? (either alone or interacting with each other)

  • i feel like allura sees herself as this great potential mentor to pidge whereas pidge’s thoughts on allura are basically “my weird friend who tried to kill me with lasers once”
  • the brains and the brawn
  • pidge has so! many! questions! about how the castle ticks but allura knows jack shit about technology
    • “but if you don’t know how any of this stuff actually works, how do you use any of it during battle?” “i kind of just…” *waves arms, makes whooshing noise*
    • it’s magic pidge leave the girl alone
  • those friends who get a little too real while roasting each other
  • allura: “so pidge… got any deep dark secrets you wanna share? ;)” pidge: “yesterday i used hunk’s toothbrush to clean weird gunk out of rover’s wiring and i didn’t wash it afterwards”
  • neither can lie to save their lives
    • allura asked someone what their bloodthirstiness was on a scale of 1 to 5 and pidge’s gender was the worst kept secret on the ship i mean
    • they’re the absolute worst team up if you ever need undercover work done
    • shiro makes that mistake exactly once
  • “hello lance. pidge asked me to inform you to….. ‘git gud’?” *turns to pidge* “did I say that right?”
the five senses

james:
sights: blue skies dotted with cartoon-perfect clouds, hands raised in mock defence, someone winking at you, fields of green in the spring, walking backwards, eyes being lit up, flannel shirts, grinning so wide it hurts, cocking your head to one side, a rose in a cola bottle
sound: the wind rustling through the trees, lightning strikes, fingers snapping, rapping knuckles against a desk, unrestrained laughter, easy, simple (like everything else)
smells: freshly mown grass, morning breath, toast burning, rain on concrete
tastes: strawberries, mint, toothpaste, water when you are parched, when you need it more than you need it to breathe, running down your lips
touch: tracing the line of a jaw, knowing what someone else is going to say before they say it, finishing someone else’s sentences for them, your heart skipping a beat, wind running through your hair, flying

sirius:
sights: heaving chests, running both hands through your hair, dark eyelashes, catching someone looking at you, like they can’t help it, like they can’t not look at you, the lights going down in a cinema, the mottled blue and purple of a bruise, a black so dark it is almost bright, dried blood crusted around your lips
sounds: thunder rumbling, cracking knuckles, the growl of an engine, profanity and the way it twists your lips, the way it makes you whole
smells: cigarette smoke, hazelnuts, gasoline, sharp peppermint that sticks in the lungs, gasoline, ink, dark and black and bloody
tastes: roasted hazelnuts, black coffee at 3am, bitterness
touch: sandpaper tongues, fingers on the hot, sharp glint of steel, sweat on skin, blood running through your veins so fast you can barely breathe, throwing a punch, driving with the windows down, hands against a brick wall, like you have hit the wall, like you can’t get past it

remus:
sights: autumn leaves dead on the ground like carrion, circulation being cut off in your fingers, the colour of wine, deep and burgundy and looking a little too much like blood—
sounds: waves crashing, a mixtures of torrential and calm all at once, a guttural growl in the back of the throat, the crunch of gravel, twigs snapping, heavy sighs, the crackle of vinyl, something tearing, something being ripped
smells: woodsmoke, wrapping paper, fresh linen, old parchment
tastes: blood in the mouth, milk chocolate, tea leaves
touch: picking away at a scab, biting your nails, ripping up handfuls of grass, teeth sinking into your lower lip, a barking laugh of surprise escaping your lips, like you didn’t know it was there, like you didn’t know you were capable of it 

peter:
sights: a fairground in full swing, empty chairs at empty tables, a million pairs of shoes piled at the front door, turned backs, palms upturned, to catch, to hold, the one chipped union-jack mug in the cupboard, the empty stretch of tarmac at the airport and the feeling that sticks in your throat like glass, like you don’t know where you’re going, like you don’t know where you’ve been
sounds: walnut shells crushing underfoot, the wind buffeting along the beach, the crackling of foiled candy wrappers, a phone that rings, and rings, and rings (but no-one answers)
smells: wet earth, roasted chestnuts, the smell of baking, musty, like something is dying, like something is already dead
tastes: sorrow, chocolate bars, bubblegum, chewing something that just won’t swallow
touch: feet on carpet, carpet burn, grinding your teeth, laughing so hard it hurts your sides, starting a sentence you forget to finish

lily:
sights: daffodils in the spring, shelves bursting with books, like there is so much life and knowledge there it cannot be contained, mothers holding their children, pastel ice cream flavours, bunches of flowers outside a florist’s, your drink being placed in front of you in a coffee shop
sounds: the roar of a motorcycle in the distance, heavy metal rock, laughter, bells chiming, a page being turned, walking on cobblestones, clinking china
smells: cinnamon, grass, lillies, tea tree, the way perfume lingers on your clothes, fresh night air
tastes: copper, metallic and sharp on the tongue, not quite bloody but just enough, vanilla, a sadness so heavy it is almost sweet
touch: the material of your skirt swirling around you as you spin, like you cannot stop spinning, you won’t stop spinning, breathing unsteadily, porcelain, the roughness and heaviness of denim, someone else’s hand in yours, the way love has a pulse and you can feel it under his skin

*the party*
  • Students: ain't nobody home tonight!
  • Kurt: ram
  • Ram: what
  • Kurt: they're saying nobody is home tonight but this is your house and you are here and also they're here too so is there a deeper meaning to ain't nobody home tonight? does it mean that the parents in sherwood, ohio neglect their children and that's why everyone acts like this? what does it mean?
  • Ram: you're getting a little too deep there buddy have a beer
The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot: The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.


The devil was once an angel - a beings whom’s sole purpose was peace and love. He held the grace of heaven in his hands and the love of God carefully sewn into his skin by a master seamstress. But one day he grew jealous, the sin in the form of an emotion plagued him. He aimed his heart towards this jealousy and lurched in it, losing himself. The thread in his countenance unwound and the needle grew dull. He had lost his grace. He fell from his family, being crowned the king of despair and agony, becoming the utter essence of hatred that grew in him, becoming the nature of his still beat heart. He had lost it to the desire to be worshiped, and granted himself henchmen. 

And so he was given a new name, a name that has only been uttered from a dead mans lips. What a cold pale purple they hold, the cracks running down the skin as they shiver out the name. “Min Yoongi”

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Catch Me

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: A platonic relationship with Bucky may become something more.

Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: fluff ‘n angst, blood, violence, death (the usual)

Tags: @minervaem @imaginingbucky @buchananbarnestrash @illuminationunknown @aweways @aboxinthestars @marvel-fanfiction @alwayshave-faith @kapolisradomthoughts @johnmurphys-sass @captnbarnesrogers @buckyywiththegoodhair @mellifluous-melodramas @hellomissmabel @alphaabucky @justanotherbuckydevotee @heartmade-writingbucky @hollycornish

Originally posted by xmidnight-moonlightx

“Catch me, Bucky!” you called, dropping from the rafters of the training room. “Bucky, Bucky, catch me!” You felt the air rush by your ears as you approached the ground, the edges of your vision blurring… and then your body collided with a strong pair of arms, breaking your fall. You glanced up into a pair of steely blue eyes that were attempting to hide amusement.

“(Y/n).” Bucky sighed as he gently placed you back on the ground. “You have got to stop doing that. I might not always be around to catch you.” You cocked your head to the side.

“You will always be around to catch me, I have no doubt in my mind.” You strode away from your best friend as he stared after you, a hint of a smile on his lips.

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His ||Jungkook|| 0.3

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Teaser | 0.1 | 0.2 | 0.3

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#5 Who is more terrifying? Anti or Dark?

Yes, I’m back at it with the fucking headcanon.  

WARNING:
POTENTIAL NIGHTMARE FUEL
ABUSE & TORMENT & CREEPY SHIT

If you cope with their existence by imagining them as misunderstood or ‘a bit creepy’, to tone down the horrors of demonic possession then this is NOT the headcanon for you.  Move along.  Nothing to see here.  You’ve been warned.

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