argh i give up

shiro | keith | pidge | hunk | lance

If you are hungry for food, you are prepared to hunt high and low for it. If you are hungry for information it is the same.
- Stephen Fry

things i never want to see again

- the letter j
- the letter m
- the name jo
- the name mike
- squares
- this includes square numbers and square roots
- also rectangles
- circles
- circles within circles
- shower heads
- angles
- shower heads and angles combined
- jets in shower heads
- tribonacci sequences
- ants
- staircases
- especially square staircases
- staircases made of squares
- staircases with numbers
- numbers
- columns
- the number 2017
- also 20 and 17
- the number 3
- actually all numbers from 0-24
- also hopscotch
- especially hopscotch labelled from 0-24

For Hobi (14-sentence fic)

To my hubby, Happy Birthday (and happy 1st year anniversary <3) For my gift, here is a 14-sentence fic inspired by and carefully crafted against 14 of the most beautiful words in the english language. 

Because Jung Hoseok is a beautiful human being who deserves this. <3 Hope you all enjoy it!

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title: the lightning in your eyes (¾)
word count: ~6700 words for this part
summary: (or, Ghost Stories from Davey Jones’s Locker.) The past, in the form of that other infamous pirate, comes back to haunt Hook. Literally.

a/n: potc’s calypso is calypso In Name Only and look greek mythology is my jam so… yeah. also what do you mean three parts who ever said this was supposed to be three parts and not four it definitely wasn’t me i don’t know what you’re talking about

part one. part two. part four.



He wasn’t foolish enough to sleep – the images were vivid enough when he could see through them – but fell into something halfway between sleeping and waking anyway, which sort of snuck up on him; his mind was firmly locked on Emma, the taste and texture of her skin, hot under his lips, the desperate way she’d pulled him to her to – what? She’d gotten him drunker than he’d been in a long while and managed to coax him into showing her his worst scars and then practically jumped him – why?

There had been tears in her eyes when she’d pushed him away… she’d kept saying he couldn’t give up.

Why should I? You’re just gonna leave me in the morning.

Was she trying to give him incentive to fight, or was she saying goodbye?

“Both,” a voice said, and he jerked up, “and no, you’re not dreaming.”

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Suki, 2x16: Appa’s Lost Days

(Edit: Tumblr has decided to resize the graphic, and I can’t get it back to the correct dimensions; right-click and select “View Image” to see it non-distorted. Sorry! :“>)