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Be Careful

Fandom: Twilight

Word count: 1359

Characters: Jacob x reader, the whole pack

Warnings: Werewolves behaving like children, fighting and violence

Summary: You get caught in the middle of one of the pack’s arguments.

You could hear them arguing all the way up Sam’s driveway. Paul’s voice was especially loud above the other, and you stopped to listen to him as you reached the door.

“I’m just saying, that’s a load of crap! I could take any of you in a fight!”

You sighed, irritated. The pack had been fighting over this for at least a week now, and it was starting to get on your last nerve. No one apart from them really cared about who would beat who if it came to a fight.

Then it was Jacob’s voice, and you could almost hear his grin. “Whatever you wanna believe, Lahote.” Someone, you assumed it was Paul, gave a low growl in response.

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rucas + tropes (part 1)

Carmilla AU
└ Painting Over by queergirltakeover

Carmilla Karnstein, world famous painter, meets Laura Hollis, a local reporter, at a gallery opening. Her life, and her art, has never been bright, but Laura starts to bring out another side of her.

Started the self-clean cycle on my oven and now every few seconds I smell it and think the apartment’s burning down. It’s not. It’st just the oven.


Probably.

Shout-out to the Wraith player who assisted me with this because they had no choice.

The other people in the game did the dick move of sabotaging literally all of the hooks apart from those in the basement; as I was the last one alive they downed me then carried me to the exit and dropped me literally on it. 

After the game ended they told me what happened and I felt kinda bad for them, I’d assumed that there were just no hooks nearby so I was being left to crawl around. Apparently they noticed I was trying to get the achievement due to me using Object of Obsession to see their aura and avoid them and then Decisive Strike to escape their grasp once they did catch me. 

Part of me wishes I’d earned it legitimately but the other part says thank the Entity I don’t have to use goddamn Object of Obsession anymore.

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“Please don’t leave me…your the only happiness I have left” His voice cracked as tears fell down both your faces, you wish you could stay but you didn’t have a choice…Leaving him broke your heart. 

“I don’t have a choice Tate…” Engulfing each other in a hug you didn’t want this to end, the two of you wanted to hold onto each other forever. You both cried as you held each other. 

“Y/N time to go!” Breaking apart from Tate you gave him one last goodbye, he watched you from the window as your family drove off knowing he would never see you again..

Can someone do a Harrison/Cisco gifset with the phrase “Bitch, don’t kill my Vibe”. 


Get it?!

I crack myself up. 

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and I hope this photo says it all. My love for you is never ending, it has crossed vast oceans, traveled across the sky so many times just to be in your welcoming arms and let go in your loving embrace. Before our Wedding we had spent more days apart from one another in the last 3 years than together in person, now I can proudly say our days together outnumber those apart. Those hard days when all your comfort came from a small screen and the faulty internet signals, days before I could touch your face or kiss your cheek, when all we had were words. I wouldn’t trade our experiences for anything in this world, it has made us who we are and built our relationships foundations of trust and love. 

I hope this photo speaks volumes of my love for you for a thousand words could never be enough to explain my love for you. 

arent we falling apart
fine china
inches from the floor
crying out one last time
twisting
before shattering.

in slow motion
we fight the crash
you can pick up the pieces
but you can’t put them back
we cast ourselves into darkness
under the mushroom cloud
of our own detonation
we were an unsplitable atom
now there’s nothing left but
the line of dust at the edge of the pan
refusing to be swept away
and
forgotten.

—  seanyenorth
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My DeviantArt/Tumblr/Youtube ID (2013-2015)

Hmmm… I now notice that my platina-blond-pixi-cut never made it into here (should have been before the red hair). :o And yes, my hair grows like lightning.

I think I need a new one for this year, but I haven’t changed at all since the last one (apart from longer hair again), so I don’t really know what to do…

(”Maybe you could actually draw a NEW drawing for a chan—”)

(”Schhhhhhhh! Sho, sho! Go eat a cookie instead of infiltrating this room with negativity, why don’t yah?!” It is TRADITION we are talking about here!!!)