all i hear on my mind is

“Go row the boat to safer grounds

But don’t you know we’re stronger now
My heart still beats and my skin still feels
My lungs still breathe, my mind still fears

But we’re running out of time
Oh, all the echoes in my mind cry

There’s blood on your lies
The sky’s open wide
There is nowhere for you to hide
The hunter’s moon is shining

I’m running with the wolves tonight
I’m running with the wolves

I’m running with the wolves tonight
I’m running with the wolves

I’m running with the

Trick or treat, what would it be?
I walk alone, I’m everything
My ears can hear and my mouth can speak
My spirit talks, I know my soul believes

It’s been cause betrayal in hearts
They can in dream tonight deceives us
A million voices, silent dreams
Where hope is left so incomplete ”

Elashorei Lavellan ~ Tarot Card ~ Strength

Note: Please do not tag as Solavellan, Thank You! <3

anonymous asked:

Okay, but hear me out on this: in England, they drank coffee before tea was ever a thing, and tea didn't even really become a thing until the 18th century after getting introduced through coffee houses (where all the great minds for the time met and talked). There are so many GO fics out there where Crowley "introduces" Aziraphale to coffee because he's behind the times, but I bet he actually took ages to come around to liking tea from coffee. Where's my fic where Crowley introduces him to tea??

wheeze oh my god.  what if that’s also why he drinks cocoa.  because they ran out of coffee or something and crowely tried to get him to drink tea in its place and he was like :^)  my dear :^)  that newfangled drink is of the devil i’m sure :^)  I’ll just drink liquid chocolate instead

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“ Am I the ONLY one in this story possessed of manners and respect for tradition? (Besides our properly aristocratic neighbors, the Yurei’s, I hasten to add, who seem to be enjoying a hunt at the moment, judging by the screams I hear outside…but I digress…)

There ARE reciprocal obligations between writer and reader, dear Simblu.

Never mind..I see it is up to ME to make up for this terrible breach of manners.

I have dictated replies to recent reblogs to my social secretary and those replies are transcribed below.

I bid you all a good day.”

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Nevea | Age 17 | Izolată

I was terrified. I would never let her know it, but I was afraid. The voices of the animals in my mind were loud, wild, and unfamiliar, and it was difficult to ignore them when I awoke in the morning. I could hear the birds in the trees, the small animals like rabbits and squirrels bustling along the ground, and occasionally even larger animals walking a careful perimeter around the clearing. I pretended like it did not bother me, but I was unnerved by the unfamiliarity of it and how small I felt compared to this forest.

Iridia Series: Unrooted 4/13

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anonymous asked:

Hi, i am finding difficulty in concentrating on studies . I am a medical student and i know that is such a big responsibility . I really want to be a good Doctor .And recently i had my 1st internals and i failed in all the 3 subjects (anatomy, physiology and biochemistry) 2nd internals is on mach16 Pls would u tell me some tips to improve my concentration.

Hi there beautiful ♥ Ooh, no, I am sorry to hear that! Medical school is notoriously hard, so don’t be too hard on yourself if you didn’t pass your first round of exams!

If you find that you can’t really handle long study sessions well, and find that your mind wanders a lot when you’re trying to grasp important study concepts, try going back to basics. Studying is a habit, and you can train yourself to study for longer sessions. It just takes a while to build that habit! So maybe start small. Start with 25 minute sessions. At the end of the session, take a 5 minute break. Make sure you turn off your phone and your computer during this time - often, they’re a big distraction! And if you find 25 minutes is too long, start with 15 minutes. Then work your way up to 30 minutes, and then to 40 minutes. You can increase your study sessions to longer, if necessary. But start small. Continuous studying will increase your concentration and attention span! I hope that helps - good luck on your next round of exams! xxx


i’m sorry guys, i won’t be posting any requests tonight. i was out today at a store and when i was looking at the make up section, a few girls around my age were passing - they started giggling and whispering to each other, calling me a fag. bitches didn’t even have the decent to be quiet enough for me not to hear them. i know i shouldn’t let these kind of things get to me but this happens so often and i’m just exhausted. i’m not in the right frame of mind to make anything, and for it to be good. i hope you all understand. i’ll be back to posting regularly (hopefully) tomorrow.

- angus

sh4dzi  asked:

yo! i'm not always active 'round here + i don't blog abt SU all the time despite enjoying the show, but think you seem p cool and had some thoughts on the rocknaldo episode! there was something he said that i found kinda freaky just on its own while he was talking abt what his gemstone would be. actually made a post on it, but to summarise, i hear he ALSO sometimes 'predicts' things. so if this was somehow foreshadowing in a way (a stretch).. "like one crushed up gem coursing through my blood"

Yeah, I noticed that too!! And the whole “They’re adding mind-controlling minerals to our water supply” thing? That’s definitely hinting at something.

In ‘Adventures in Light Distortion’, we saw that there are some gems that are about 3-6 inches tall. That’s not exactly microscopic, but it’s hinting that we could see nano gems or nano gem technology in the future.

I don’t know what quite to make of it with what we know now, but … it’s definitely food for thought.

Psychonauts theory time

So, with my recent completion of RoR I feel it’s finally time I get this theory headcanon thing off my brain.

Don’t worry, I will NOT be spoiling any of RoR, I will only be pulling evidence from the first game, however there IS a line in RoR that helps support this as well, if you played RoR you’ll figure out the one I’m talking about.

So we all know why  Raz ran away from the circus right? “To become a psychonaut of course!” I hear someone yell, well I think there may be a bit more to it then that.

Look at this picture from the memory vault in Raz’s mind, some shady person just handed him a pamphlet for whispering rock psychic summer camp! Without this guy I bet Raz would’ve never headed off to camp, heck, everyone would be brainless too.

But who is this person and why did they give Raz the pamphlet in the first place? Why so secretive, and how did they track him down? we know Raz has a lot of siblings too but they never got handed this opportunity so this also brings up the question of how do they know he’s psychic?

Well I have a few ideas, maybe someone in the psychonauts scouted Raz out and him saving the camp was just a happy accident or else maybe this person knew what was about to happen. They may have wanted Raz to save the campers brains, or, maybe, they knew and wanted Raz’s brain to be taken. Maybe they seeked him out on purpose because they knew how powerful he was and they were just going to let somebody else do all the work for them.

Remember, Raz’s dad said that their family had many enemies, the galochio’s are only one of them, we have no idea what their reasoning is or the goals of any other enemy they have.

So clearly there are some fishy things going on, and if you played RoR you can probably figure out the line that’s making my head spin even farther into this, but I won’t be posting more for this to avoid spoiling it for people.

But for the most part this has been going around my brain since my first play of the first game, it’s good to finally share it.

anonymous asked:

Hi Hermione and Severus! (I hope you don't mind me calling you by your first names!) I've just gotten back my piano exam results and I failed. That was way below my expectations and seeing as you are both (somewhat) perfectionists, could you give me some advice! Thank you for taking the time to respond and I hope you're all doing fine!

Pictured: A younger Hermione and Severus relax at home, with Crookshanks looking on (or away, in this case) // Artist: Ten

Dear Anon,

I’m sorry to hear about your piano exams. Believe it or not, I’ve been there myself, though my version of failure - or so I’ve been told by a few people in my household, including a wizard presently rolling his eyes at me - probably differentiates from yours.

My advice to you is to reexamine and analyse where things went wrong during your exam. Hone those weaknesses and work on them over and over until you improve. If it’s something you really want to achieve, you’ll work harder than ever before. 

Success doesn’t usually come easily and if it does, it probably wouldn’t be worth much without the amount of tears, workload, sweat, and commitment. If you’re doing all of these things then keep doing them, so long as it’s what you want.

Best of luck to you,

Hermione (and Severus and the girls) 

Harass my daughter on Minecraft? You can't hide from me.

So, my daughter, who was about 8 at the time, was REALLY into Minecraft (as most kids are these days). Also desperately wanting to join the Youtube/Let’s Play culture, I had installed some screen recording software that would let her make videos of the games she was playing so she could later upload them to Youtube.

Anyways, one day I’m minding my own business when I hear her quietly sniffling over on the computer. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn’t want to tell me so I let it go, but decided to keep on eye on her. A few minutes later I discovered what was happening; someone was harassing not only her, but also all the other kids playing on whatever server she was on. This kid (we’ll call him Little Sh*thead, or LS) was saying sh*t about how he was going to rape my 8 year old daughter (she told him how old she was hoping he would stop), how he was going to hack into her IP and steal all her info, swearing profusely (remember, this is a game for kids), etc etc. By this time I had gotten my fiance involved, and she was also obviously quite upset at what a little sh*t this kid was being. We realized that our daughter had been recording the entire incident, and a plan began to form.

I started by googling LS’s username. There were several hits immediately, the most interesting of which involved a page where he was publicly applying to be a mod for a server on Minecraft. I was able to learn a lot about this little POS: he claimed to be 15, likes hockey, used to live in Toronto but now lives in Florida. But the bombshell was easily his skype contact info; it was literally firstname.lastname. I know your name now, you little sh*t.

So I head over to Facebook and search for the name. Nothing. Hmmmm. On a hunch I searched for just the last name, while narrowing my results to only the state of Florida. Several dozen hits. Hmmm. So I have to start combing through each one, until I find what I was looking for: a middle aged man with the same last name, whose profile indicates he was born in Toronto and now lives in Florida. I FOUND YOUR DAD, YOU LITTLE SH*T.

So I sent him a message on Facebook, asking if he had a son named firstname who goes by his username on Minecraft. Dad confirmed I had the right guy. So my wife begins telling the dad everything that LS was saying to my daughter, and we sent him the recorded video as proof. Radio silence for a few days.

Then we got the message back: LS had his computer taken away from him for the entire summer, and had also been lying about his age (he was only 11, I think). His parents were f*cking livid with him, and he surely hated the next few months of his life.

No one f*cks with my daughter.

I can’t get the thought of Yuuri singing Victor to sleep off my mind

It’s literally 4 am but I’m just thinking of how amazing that would be????

  • Yuuri lightly singing a melodic Japanese song his mom used to sing to him as a kid to Victor as he dozes off to sleep 
  • Victor knows all the words and what they mean, he asks Yuuri to repeat it at least 5 times every night and can’t sleep well anymore without hearing it before bed 
  • Victor wants to post Yuuri’s beautiful singing online for the world to hear, but Yuuri doesn’t want to relive the “Stay Close To Me remake” nightmare, Victor respects his wishes
  • When they’re sent to different events far off during the competition season, Victor ends up staying up until Yuuri can get to the phone (ocassionally past 3 am where he’s at). Sometimes Yuuri has to slip into a bathroom stall during competition and quietly sings their song so his fiance can get a good night’s sleep

oh my GOD especially with how beatiful Toshiyuki Toyonaga’s voice is like PLEASE

anonymous asked:

bts reaction of u not being one to make a lot of sounds during sex? if that could somehow work?? idfk???

Jimin : *Harshly sucks onto your neck licking it shortly after*

“Can you moan my name baby,” “I want to hear you.”

Jungkook : He’d start pounding inside of you as hard as he can like it’s a mission just to make you moan loudly for him making sure to focus on your face at times to see your reaction.

Namjoon : He’d hate every time you are being too quiet.

“Come on baby girl moan for me.” “Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

Yoongi : He’d not mind it at all but still wants to always make sure he’s making his girl feel good using a little dirty talk.

“Does it feel good?” “Does my cock feel good?” “I know it does.”

Taehyung : Like Jungkook, he’d try to figure out what he has to do just to make you moan louder and pick at it. Switching positions, being rougher, or kissing/sucking onto your neck constantly because he loves hearing you be satisfied.

“I want you to enjoy this just as much as I am.”

J-Hope : Feeling a bit uncomfortable with you not making much noise, he’d think he’s not doing a good job in pleasuring you even though you told him countless of times you always enjoy it.

Jin : He’d try reading your face expressions to see if you’re enjoying it or not but at the same time he wouldn’t expect much since he’s not the type to put in a lot of work.

The Art of Remembering // Spencer Reid x Reader

Prompt: Reader is left without her memories after surviving a car accident involving an unsub.

Requested by: Anonymous

Originally posted by toyboxboy

Spencer could hear himself scream your name as he watched the scene unfold.

It was difficult to see. He watched the unsub’s car, the one with you inside of it- tied up with rope that dug into your skin and tape across your mouth that muffled your screams. He saw it hit the wall. He wasn’t sure if the unsub had lost control or whether he had done it on purpose, choosing to end his life instead of facing the consequences that came with being caught. All he knew was that his heart stopped beating the moment the car crashed into the building and sent you flying through the broken windows and onto the hard pavement.

He was sure you were dead. Your body laid limp amongst the shattered glass on the floor. Blood was seeping from the back of your head and he could feel his heart being torn as he ran towards you, his eyesight blurred at the tears that instantly filled his eyes.

It was all a blur. He remembered bits and pieces. The harsh flashing lights of the ambulance. The blinding white walls of the hospital. The hard seats of the waiting room. The feeling that overwhelmed him when the doctor came in to announce what had been your fate. He remembered the sense of relief when he said you had made it.

His heart didn’t truly shatter until he was allowed to see you. You were finally awake and he was ecstatic as he rushed in to wrap his arms around you. What he didn’t expect was the way your body froze in a mixture of alarm and confusion. He pulled away and he immediately saw it in your eyes. You didn’t remember him.

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Ok but what I love most about this scene is that Lance barely even gets his sentence out before he’s hit in the face with a makeshift snowball by Keith

That means Keith didn’t even wait to hear that Lance was actually trying to hit him before he throws it, he just sees a snowball being chucked and immediately goes “I’m throwing one at Lance”

It also means that he came up with that flirty “like that? 😏” on the spot quick as anything, so you can’t look me in the eye and tell me Keith is not a smooth-talking gay who’s head over heels for Lance and has him on his mind all the time looking for perfect bonding moments ok I need to go lay down

((Not my gif btw but I can’t remember where I found so credit to whoever made it))

1. i don’t know how to say this so i’m just going to say it - don’t text me anymore. don’t call me. don’t ask me how i am when you feel lonely. don’t check up on me. don’t tell me you’re doing well. i don’t want to hear it. i don’t want to hear it because you fucking broke me. GOODBYE.

2. hey, okay, sooo i thought i could be friends with you but it hurts too much. not that you hurt me that much. no, i’m okay. i don’t cry in the shower anymore. some nights i actually fall asleep before 4 a.m. but then there’s some nights where i think about you and her kissing and it’s all that’s on my mind for days. no, no, it’s not like that. it’s not that i love you anymore or that i’m jealous. i just hate you for what you did to me. so yeah, anyways, just thought you should know i don’t want to be friends. hope you’re doing well though. maybe our paths will cross again.

3. i told myself many, many months ago that if i wanted this to work, if i wanted us to be friends, i couldn’t talk to you about my feelings ever again. i couldn’t turn every conversation into our failed relationship. so for many, many months, i’ve been letting it eat at me instead. i don’t want it to eat at me anymore and you don’t want to listen to me whine so i think this has to end. sorry.

4. hey, listen: some days i’m fine, but the smallest things get to me. like i’m pretty sure i saw you on her snapchat story. it’s none of my business, but i’m really mad at you for it. i’m really mad that you still talk to that girl you chose over me and you still like all of these girls’ facebook photos but you never like mine. and it’s not fair for me to be mad at you for having friends or being happy, i have no right to be, you didn’t do anything wrong. but it still gets to me, still eats away at me, still makes me want to knock down your door and ask you why the fuck you had to leave, why you had to do anything you did, why i poured all of my love into you that i didn’t have any left for myself and you took it and gave it to somebody else. god, this hurts. i don’t want you to know how badly this hurts but it does. i’m leaving you and taking this hurt with me.

5. hey, hope you’re doing well, but this still feels like a nightmare i’ll never wake up from. and i’m sorry, i’m so fucking sorry, it’s not fair to you to have to listen to this shit because it’s been two whole years and i’m still not over it. and that’s my problem, not yours. it will never be your fault that i’m so goddamn sensitive. i’ve never been able to get over anything and i hate myself for it. please let me heal. please leave.

6. hey, remember the summer where i hooked up with the first guy who wasn’t you, when you had me blocked on everything and i couldn’t see what you were up to? well, i still read my posts from that summer and i was actually HAPPY. can you believe that? i was actually going about my life without you and i wasn’t thinking about what you did to me. but here i am again, thinking about it and the only thing that’s changed is that you speak to me. and i would love to be friends with you, i would, i’ve been trying so hard to be for months, but it’s making me so damn miserable. and i’m so jealous that she gets to be friends with you and i don’t. i’m sorry i’m not her. i’m sorry i never will be.

7. i’ve been ignoring your messages on purpose and you keep texting me again and it’s exhausting to have to ignore you all of the time and feel so guilty about it. i just don’t understand how you just don’t get the hint. so here’s a bigger one: LEAVE ME ALONE.

8. hey, okay, i know this is sudden but i don’t want to hear from you anymore. i don’t want to think about this anymore. i want to move on with my life and there’s no room for you in it. it was stupid of me to think that just because you’ve always been a good friend to me that we can be friends. we can’t.

9. hey. first off, i want to say i’m sorry, i just need to do what’s best for me. secondly, thank you for always being there when i needed you, but i don’t need you anymore. for now, it has to be just me. it feels like i’m breaking up with you and we’re not even dating, but this is it - this is goodbye. forever. don’t contact me.

10. all you ever did was hurt me. fuck you. i don’t want to see your stupid fucking name on my phone anymore. fucking get out. leave.

—  10 text messages i’m afraid to send because i don’t want to say goodbye to you, not again

This is a love letter for someone who don’t know me at all. I wish I could see how stunningly beautiful you are today. I wish to see you somewhere in an unexpected time. When we’re both slowly walking and treasuring each and everything that surrounds us. I wish to hear how wonderful your day was and what makes it even more special. I wish you can tell me all the things that bother your mind.

This is an apologetic letter for someone who don’t know me at all. I’m sorry I couldn’t go there and give you a tight hug and tell you that everything is going to be alright. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to block your way and smile at you and make the corniest joke that’ll make your stomach ache from laughter. I’m sorry if my words can’t lessen the pain you’re feeling right now. I’m sorry that some people doesn’t feel sorry at all—for the bad things that they have done to you. I’m sorry if there were no stars and moon tonight. I’m sorry if life is hard and the world seems to suffocate you.

This is a gratitude letter for someone who don’t know me at all. Thank you for being there when no one else seems to pay attention at everything I wrote. Thank you for listening to each and every little words I say. Thank you for not giving up on life and for doing everything you can just to reach all of your dreams. Thank you for saying “hi” and “hello”. Thank you for asking me if everything’s fine and if life’s kind to me. Thank you for breathing and existing in this world. I just wanted to say thank you so much for being so special and unique, that you give another meaning to the life that I am living. I am so thankful and glad that you’re still fighting and you’re proving that you’re brave enough to hold on. You’re strong enough to keep moving on.

—  ma.c.a // A Letter For You

I spent the week trying to stand up to bullies of my past and present. I’m still trying to figure out how to scale my anger to fit the crime. I’m still trying to figure out how to get them to hear me and keep listening. I’m still trying to figure out how to remain hopeful when there seems to be so much apathy in the air. I know that caring and feeling is hard, I know that numbness is seductive, I know that we ultimately all just want to get along… but I spent years trying to be nice, open-minded and kind… I need to be angry for a while. I need to be tenderly, relentlessly, hopefully, angry.


Moldavite’s power

She can form “clones” from the earth (sand, pebbles,dirt). They are not strong fighting wise, but the “clones” can speak in the voice of the gem she copied and looks 100% like the gem when fully formed. The “clones” only knows what she knows. They normally fall apart after a couple hits, and turn back into earth. She mostly uses them to trick you, into thinking they are the real gem, and a way to tell is to ask it something personal that only the real gem would know, because the “clone” will stay silent and not reply. Moldavite as an extremely accurate memory and everything she sees and hears is almost “recorded” in her mind, to be “played back” through her “clones”. Her clones also have been known to talk for her, since Moldavite is mute.

Sketch here

(I had another sketch to add to this of all the clones fully formed but my power booped off for a second and my computer turned it off in the middle of it, now my tablet is being a butt, so oh well. )

Destruction Of A Muse (M) [Final]

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

[Part 1] - [Part 2] - [Part 3] - [Part 4]

Words: 8.418

The harsh slap of your phone dropping to your thigh was what pulled you back into the present, your stomach churning and clenching, your ribs feeling as though they were closing in on your lungs, caging them and preventing any air from getting in. You could hear the barely-there muffle of Tae’s voice, screaming at you to answer him, and it took all the willpower you had to pick up the phone once more and bring it to your ear, hand trembling.

“Y/N, please fucking answer me, I’m losing my fucking mind!” He wailed, his deep voice pitched and terrified.

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When she is 5, she hears the word for the first time.

She’s still young, a child with two sisters who are playing in her mother’s fields.

“Love is all Aphrodite talks about.” Artemis says, mouth scrunched into a frown. “Such a nonsensical concept.” Athena says stretching beside her, “If I could be tempted to it, it would be for someone whose mind challenges my own, a storm in wit and in battles of war.”

Persephone tilts her head back, letting the sun brush gently down from her face to her toes.

“I’d do it for someone who has a hint of light in a mile of dark. Someone who is as cruel as he is just.”

Athena looks to Artemis and laughs lightly.

“Why you’ve described Death himself, gentle in his touch and cruel in his actions.”

Athena smiles and pats her head. “What a silly notion you have that death would fall in love with life.”

She’s 16, the first time she feels it. Love.

Hermes is lying beside her, long fingers that glide in circles at her shoulders. “You want so much.” He whispers. She nods. “I’m so hungry.” She leans in closer, “I could take bites out of the world, and I don’t think it would be enough.”

Hermes places light kisses down her neck. “You’ll have it. You’re going to have it all.”

She’s 20, the first time she notices his eyes on her. Love.

She doesn’t know why her gaze can’t be torn away from him. So odd. He seems as at home in the sun’s embrace as he does in the shadows he came from.

He beckons near her. Every step is power. Raw. Old. He’s seen the dawn and fall of many a world.

He can feel it, her lust for the smoke at his fingertips. Sweet little daisy crowned girl Goddess, they’ve underestimated you.

She’s two millennium old when she has it. Love.

“They’re going to write stories about us.” She says against his lips.

He laughs.

“Good. Let them know you weren’t just my wife. Let them know you were my Queen.”

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