Soooooo Daria... Since Gen 2 is upon us I was wondering, what is going to be the next pattern-themed last name you're going to introduce? I vote for Houndstooth. It sounds dark and mysterious. I guess Batik or Guilloche could work, too. But if you really loved me you'd call them Tartan because I think Tartan is fun to say. Ha.
*crying* DON’T ASK ME THIS YOU EVIL WOMAN LOL I haven’t decided yet, so I’m totally open to suggestions. It’s hard. It took me like a month to come up with Jayce name, and then my wonderful babe @eslanes started to post her awesome story about a guy named Jace and I was like NNNNOOOOOOOOOO I’LL NEVER COME UP WITH ANOTHER NAME FOR JAYCE NNNNOOOOOOO LMAO I decided to leave Jayce being Jayce because he has been Jayce for so long in my head that I couldn’t imagine him named any other way. So yeah, I haven’t decided yet. I love your suggestions though, thank you ♥
Hi,, can I get a positivity post for people that overeat? I always see them for people who are anorexic etc. but never for people who eat uncontrollably like me and have heavier weights..
thIS IS ME OK, but honestly, food is good, and sometimes it’s a bit too good and makes us happy and yknow it fucking sucks when you sit there after eating loads and feeling so sick. But!!!! Things will get easier! Like we can recognise there’s a problem and it’s not shameful at all! It’s a coping mechanism, albeit a pain in the ass (and stomach). Weight is not a bad thing, it can be quite hard to deal with but you are no more or less of a person because of your weight and fuck anyone who says you are! <3
Percy makes friends at a college party, but her intentions aren’t what he expects.
“Oh, thanks!” Percy smiles as the girl - Cassie? Casey? He thinks it’s Cassie, but the music was so loud when she introduced herself he couldn’t quite hear - hands him a fresh cup. “Just Coke, right?”
“Yeah,” she says, matching his smile with her own. “Though I still don’t get why you’re not drinking.”
He tries to subtly sniff the drink before taking a sip, just to be sure. It smells okay. “Not a fan,” he says by way of explanation, taking a small sip.
Cassie tags a swig from her own cup, gagging slightly as the vodka hits her throat. “Yeah,” she coughs, “I can - ah, I can understand that.”
He laughs, and she laughs too, and when Percy settles back against the wall she comes and stands next to him.
She nods out at the crowd and says, “So, what do you think of the party?”
“It’s pretty fun,” he says, which is mostly true. He’d prefer to be back in his dorm, snuggled up in bed with Netflix on in the background and Annabeth curled up beside him. But, as far as college parties go, he thinks this one is all right. The music isn’t terrible, at least. “Although, to be honest, I don’t have that much experience with parties so I’m probably not the best judge.”
Cassie turns to him with a knowing look. “I thought you were shy, hanging out by yourself over here with that brooding expression.”
“Brooding?” he says, lips quirking up.
“Well, you’re not brooding now. But you totally were before.”
Ta-daaaa! This post has been stocked in my scraps for like… a decade! I’ve been changing things, names, dates so many times that I have issues myself to remember who and when. But we are finally here!
Some general, basic informations about my Overwatch Child, Margherita. It’s the first time ever I go this deep with an Original Character, so I really hope you like her! More infos, skins and backstory will come soon.
Fancy to tell me if you’d like to play as her? Ahah! I totally would!
I wrote more detailed explanations about her abilities, but I’m gonna hide the rest of the post since I talked too much. LOL
Summary: Soulmate AU. You and Draco share each mark, bruise, and marring on your skin. As life progresses and each mutual marking is worse, you grieve for your hurting soulmate. And he steps into your life when you least expect it.
Warnings: Slight blood talk. Slight angst.
A/N: This fic is my baby and I hope you all like it! I have a thing for naming my fics in Spanish now lol. But yes, enjoy this please :) Part 2 will be out soon, I’m just too excited to write it all in one swoop and I haven’t posted something in so long.
Title Translation: Loving You is a Pleasure.
Like every other human being
inhabiting this planet, you were born connected to an individual. One person
that would look at you and see their world. One who would hold you like they’d
never hold anything more precious for as long as they lived. One who would love
you with passion and fire that eternally hungered for more.
There were no signs as to who this
certain person was. You only had marks on your skin, marks that whenever he
got, you got. It also worked the other way around and you found that you were
extremely careful about this. You didn’t want him to get bruises and feel pain
because of you. Yet that same thought didn’t seem to be in his mind and your
life was spent trying to explain this or that mark.
As you grew up, before you turned
eleven and followed your family’s footsteps into wizarding school, you only got
minor scrapes and cuts. You assumed they were from broom-riding, you could
swear you felt the wind batting against your face sometimes, even if you were
sitting alone in your room reading a book.