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After a night filled with obiyuki dreams - like all the Lyrias, clingy-Shirayuki cuddling, man - and a morning of zenyuki kisses, I have decided that this here AnS family is my canon.

‘Cause let’s be real, we all have had that moment when we’re like: didn’t this happen in the manga? Oh, it didn’t? I’m sure I’ve read it…oh, OH. I see. Well, it should have been in the manga - *reading intensifies*

What can I say? Blessed fandom family is blessed!

How can I not believe in the power of my thoughts and positivity when the voices in my head take over most of me?

Because if negative thoughts can affect me so much ―  keep me up all night, make me cry, push people away, be suspicious all the time ― I can only imagine how much positive ones will benefit me.

Three Minutes

Rules are: write a title, set a timer for three minutes, and write like mad! Post whatever you come up with, whether it’s turned into a story or not. Feel free to join! (And to tweak a few sentences once the timer runs out. No judgement! It’s just for fun.)


Yellow

It’s a warning, I think. A warning for us, a warning for outsiders that don’t belong on their land, their paths. We don’t belong here, and the warning is for us, I’m sure. But the others don’t listen to me. I’m too stupid to understand these things, so they tell me.
The flowers hang overhead, twined around the branches, around the trunks of the trees and the arching roots that rise right out of the sodden earth. They’re yellow. A bright, sickly shade of yellow. I can smell them from here, smell the death in their petals, although they’ve made me walk at the back of the caravan so they don’t have to listen to me anymore. Doom and gloom, they say, that’s all I ever predict. Doom and gloom and death and pain.
I can’t help it. It’s what I see. What I see for myself, what I see for them. What I see for this expedition. We shouldn’t have found yellow flowers here, not at this time of year. But here they are, hanging overhead. Whispering to me that people are going to die.

Updated list of muses

My own take on the Beast
Butch Gilzean from Gotham
Bruce Wayne from Gotham
Lenny from Legion - when I watch the show. I know they’re going to be my muse.
Shego from Kim Possible
Joseph Oda from The Evil Within
Octavia from The 100

And that’s all I can recall for now! This is to come in the next few weeks/in-between things. I’m feeling so much better and I look forward to even more in the days to come!

Thank you to everyone’s kind messages and support this eve - it means so much to me.

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)

Someone: *watches my phone’s screen* what are you doing?

Me: *writing fanfiction* writing…

Someone: Really? Are you a writer? Can I read it?

Me: 

It’s so hard to understand what traveling does to your brain unless you’ve done it. It’s like a drug that completely opens your mind. You become addicted to the feeling of change and leaving your comfort zone. You learn so many new things about yourself and most importantly you become so aware of the beautiful and breathtaking world around you.
When you have the need to look for me in other people, please remember that I will not be found. Instead, try looking for me in any form of words that makes you feel like it is poetry. That is where you will find me. I will be waiting.
—  Lukas W. // I live in words
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Sara Lance taking over typical heterosexual endings (1x08/2x12)

Fanon Homestuck characters i experienced in fics over the years because i Love being in Pain: Beta kid Edition

JOHN: blank slate?? John “Can Be Whoever U Want” Egbert. sleeps with a nic cage bodypillow…..  uses :B a lot? Hello Naughty Children Its Nonstop Mean Pranks Time i hope u like ur hair dyed pink and half shaved

JADE: infomercial voice: Ever Needed an unnecessary antagonist to ur Dave x (character/reader insert) ship but didnt want to create a whole new character? Try Jade Harley for the low low price of $stop

ROSE: summons the power of every lovecraftian monstrosity to empower her ability to be ur wing-man in the up and coming ship of the fic. at exactly 12 midnight EST on a blue moon, during the Lost 29th Day of February, she may mention the tales of a wandering cryptid by the name of Kanaya then u will unlock her quest chain to later unlock this vampire to be a new playable character and gain an achievement

DAVE: 2 ¾ cups of all purpose Personality. 1 teaspoon of irony. ½ cup of apple juice. 2 eggs. 2 cups of white sugar. 1 ¼ cups of All I Do Is DJ. Then pour into a blender and sprinkle in 4 pounds of Popular Highschool Boy Tropes, force the lid closed, turn it on and pray

“I don’t like reading at all, but I love to write!”
To all writer pals

Don’t get discouraged if sometimes the ideas in your mind don’t come out the way you want them to. You’re doing great, bud, and it’s pretty fabulous how you paint pictures with your words, even if your mountains look a little more like hills! Keep on going, you’re doing great my dude.