chaos total

There are times in our lives when we have zero control over what is happening.

Like a ship at stormy sea or a raft caught in the rapids, we are carried by the momentum of our choices and all that stands between ourselves and total chaos are the reflexes entrained in us. 

In those moments, what carries us is our karma. 

How we have lived, who we have become, the kinetics of our consciousness, all of these things come into heightened play. 

It is said that this is the way at the moment of our deaths and it is what magnetizes us toward our rebirth. 

So when the skies are clear and the seas are obedient, be very deliberate about how you choose to live. You never know when the storm will come and the waves will overtake you. You must be ready. 

Use the time you have. Meditate daily, contemplate continually, question endlessly until the bedrock of your awakening stands self-revealed.


Okay but listen

Junkrat being introduced to the concept of easter

Only they forget to tell him the eggs they hide are usually chocolate

so when Soldier wakes up on easter morning he steps into his slippers and something cracks, an undignified “AUGH” echoing across the hallway, and it sets in motion a total chaos as everyone wakes up

Lucio comes out of his room with egg in his face and hair, there was one hidden under his pillow

Reinhardt goes to shave and two eggs tumble out of the toiletry cabinet, right onto his clean shirt. 

Mako has to wash his mask and face before he can show himself, there were two hidden in the gas vents.

Hana yells murder when her face sponge turns out to be a real egg.

And idk it just seems a cute concept to me because Junkrat is doing his best to hide the eggs in places people will never expect them and make it fun for everyone 

Just- should’ve used chocolate eggs.

This is very random, but here. In the canon Kuro universe, demons exist as well as reapers. You become a reaper if you end your own life. So, for this topic’s sake, let’s say there is a heaven. Now, even more so, let’s say that somewhere down the road, the rapture or any Armageddon of sorts begins and the world is coming to an end.

So, early one morning, Sebastian is preparing the tea, opens the curtains of a downstairs parlor and sees dark clouds, fire, smoke somewhere, basically total chaos. “Ah… Well, this is troublesome.”

And so then Sebastian now has to race to take Ciel and find his captors and help him get his revenge and fulfill the contract before the world is destroyed. Everything is coming undone around them as they travel, nothing matters anymore, not the queen, not the mansion, just the two of them. Sebastian helping Ciel through this world of destruction as they track down the ones that humiliated Ciel, discover many hidden truths now with society basically ruined and find solace in nothing else but each other and the contract that keeps them bound. Not only that but now Sebastian has to find the captors before they are killed themselves within the madness of it all. The clock is ticking, the world is burning and the two of them are all they have left, for now and forevermore. 

And with the World ending, Ciel will be the last soul Sebastian will ever consume. The perfect ending.

anonymous asked:

Ouat: News of CS wedding being in the musical episode. CS fandom: Loses their shit, some are negative, some are postive, there is no inbetween, total chaos, fighting all around. Colin: TIME TO POST A PHOTO WITH A FUNNY CAPTION Cs Fandom: awwwwwww what a dork. :DDDDDD He knowwsss jk ;)

Colin ALWAYS knows when his Hookers are in distress. God bless that man.

im crying its book fair week at my brothers’ elementary school and my mom is fundraising chair on the pta so she runs it, and as a way to get parents in to buy books for their kids they did this thing called ‘donuts with dad’. basically the pta went out and bought a fuckton of donuts, and EVERY  person that came in to see the book fair this morning got a free donut.

The PTA bought thirty dozen donuts. They ran out. Someone had to go out and buy like 20 more dozen donuts. The line was from the media center out the front door into the parking lot. The teachers couldn’t get in. It was absolute chaos. The event lasted from 7:50am to when school started, at 8:45am. 

They made almost $5,000. 

An open letter to the boy who broke his own heart loving me.
I need you to know I never meant to hurt you. But we were so different I was complete and total chaos and you were serenity. I was so in love with you. It wasn’t just something I said to you every night before bed, I meant it every time those words slipped from my Lips. It was so real and so raw. Real love isn’t red roses and candle lit dinners. It’s not like the movies, not at all. It’s what we had. It’s telling each other things we never told anyone else at 3 am. Its the late night video calls, talking about anything and everything. It’s seeing each other for who we really were and accepting it. We wanted it to work so badly but you don’t always get what you want. After you left, I couldn’t deal with it. So I drowned my heart in shots of vodka and shattered my lungs from the smoke of cigarettes. There is nothing fucking poetic about the things I did to forget you. I’m sorry for all the drunk phone calls, but nothing worked. I just really fell apart, but I forgot that you were hurting too. Every time I saw you, you looked like you were doing great. I know now it was just an act, we were both acting. I forgot about your feelings after we ended, good people don’t do that to people they love. The feeling of your finger tips were still burning my skin weeks after you left. I couldn’t handle it, I couldn’t take missing you all day every day. I felt so alone. So, I let another boy touch me, kiss me, and love me. I did whatever I could to forget you. But honestly, I wanted it to but you the whole time. I wanted his blue eyes to be your green ones. And I wanted his lips to be yours. I could never say this to you, but I really do still love you. We don’t talk anymore, but I hope you think about me once in awhile. I made so many mistakes. You will never know how sorry I am, you meant so much to me. You were my first love, and you always will be.
—  Love,
The girl who took your heart out of your chest and put it back in upside down

                                           Izaya Orihara || Outlast AU

     “There’s something special about you, on the surface.
                But when they look deeper, when anybody
              with eyes to see looks at what you truly are… 
                            That’s why they don’t trust you.

I tried, but drawing human is definitely not my strong suit… I still hope you enjoy this follower fan sketch. @cmds-oc-chaos

NO, TOTALLY! Art is art, and art is beautiful! Thank you for taking the time, it looks amazing! I especially love her cute lil’ expression and her holding the tea, Tea good m8. THANK YOU! :)

((You know something scary about this muse that nobody has considered?

his plants, you know - the ones that it takes him barely a thought to get them to grow to an unnatural size, that he can control with his mind

are commercially available

he doesn’t just grow seeds the normal way, most days he’s swallowing seeds, getting them to ‘regrow’ in the way that means he can control them, and then plants them because in his own admission, it makes them hardier and less likely to die

So not only are god only knows how many of his specific breed of plants all over the UK, but there’s a good number all over the world, just waiting to be told what to do. And that’s not counting the many many times he’s spread seeds across London.
The food garden he set up? His seeds. The patches of vibrant flowers scattered throughout the park? His. The rosebushes that sprouted seemingly from nowhere near your favorite restaurant? His. A chunk of the stock at the nearby flower shop? His.

His plants are literally everywhere, and I’m not sure people have been paying attention. Although to be fair neither have I.))


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Two Manics in Love (Jerome Valeska Imagine)

Summary: Imagine that you are sent to Arkham Asylum after killing your father since he was an alcoholic drunk, abusing for for no heck of a reason and him using you as his use of entertainment. It was then you meet him, the one and only Jerome Valeska himself. But will things go smooth or a total chaos with 2 Manics In Love… 

Pairing: Jerome Valseka and Reader

Warning: Swearing, mentions of murder, blood, rape, alcohol, torture and stuff like that. If don’t like then don’t read. Read at your own risk. 

Fandom: Gotham

Season: Season 2

Useful tips: F/L = favourite length (for your dress), F/S = favourite shoes, F/C = favourite colour, H/L = hair length, H/C = hair colour, F/B/M= favourite book or mag, E/C= eye colour, Y/N= your name, Y/LN= your last name 

Part 2 Here

Originally posted by quiet-isviolent-87

You are the newest rookie in Arkham Asylum. You’re the only girl since you haven’t found any yet or met any. You wear an F/L dress that was black and white stripes on it, F/S that were F/C that was reflecting off the dimmed lights in the cold old room. Your H/L H/C hair was down as you walked your hair would bounce up and then down. 

You had an expression on your S/C face that you were defiantly not in the mood for anyone’s shit today.


You sat in a wooden chair away from everyone in the cafeteria. You decided to read your favourite book/magazine F/B/M. Once you were starting to read the juicy bit you swore that you could feel someones eyes burning straight at you. 

You were starting to get irritated by the feeling and you looked up from F/B/M to see whoever the bloody hell eyes it staring at you. Your E/C eyes scattered across the room full of insane people that was all different shapes, colours and sizes.

Until… your eyes caught the person. He has red flaming hair that was combed back neatly only leaving a few hair strains in his face. His flaming blue eyes were staring right into your own. It felt like he was looking right through you with the gaze you’re getting from him. He had this little smirk on his pale face that drove you crazy, yet you already were. He wore a white shirt underneath his black and white button up shirt with the same colour/color pants. 

He looked… attractive and he look around about your age. 

You give him a death stare back and went back to your book/magazine. But what you didn’t know was, he got up and started to skip his way to your direction. He slid on the metal smooth bench and crossed one of his legs as a wide grin appeared on his lips. 

“What’s a gorgeous girl like you doing in a place like this?” He asked you curiously, as you looked up at him. You’ve seen him on the Gotham news but never learnt his name. 

You have decided to save the page you were currently reading and placed your F/B/M book/magazine on the table next to you so you don’t get distracted again and you looked into his eyes and smirked. 

“Not from mummy issues, like you… I know that.” You smirked as his eyes widen. But then a small laugh came from him. He grins at you while you rolled your eyes.

”No… not because from mummy issues… but maybe daddy issues… huh gorgeous?” He whispered the last part in your ear as his voice gave you shivers down your spine and butterflies in your stomach because of how close he was to you. He smirked as you were shocked and surprised. How did he know? “No comeback huh doll. Well I may as well introduce myself… hello gorgeous, I’m Jerome Valeska… and obviously you know my story but sadly… I can’t remember yours… mind reminding me doll?” He asked you as you gave him a curious look. 

”Fine… my name is Y/N Y/LN and you wanna know why I’m here? Well I guess it started when my mother left me behind with my alcoholic somewhat of a father. I was around five and daddy would abuse me with a beer bottle, he would normally bring home some sex partners home and I hid in the closet crying to myself asleep every night. And when there really drunk, daddy and some of his sex partners would abuse me by anything that they could find. But a few weeks ago he decided to toy with me. Ha! Big mistake daddy. I snapped, I found a kitchen knife and when daddy was asleep I tied his ass to a chair. He tried to escape but couldn’t. I slowly ripped his flesh opened as he screamed and begged for mercy. But I was having so much fun. My fun ended quickly in about a week as Jim found out that I murdered daddy and I was sent here.” You grinned as he laughed madly.

“Well gorgeous… you and me have something in common. And I love your style… Maybe when we get out of here we should team up and do some killing and torture huh, gorgeous?” He asked as a wide smile appeared on his face. You smiled too thinking about his offer. 

“Sure Valseka… just two manics go on a killing spree.” You smiled as you thought about when you two get out and kill for fun. It would be a blast. A wide smile appeared on your face as you looked over towards Jerome. He had a wide smile as laughter came out. 

You saw him coming closer towards you as you didn’t care. You felt his lips brushed against your own. You instantly kissed him back as you couldn’t care in the world. The kiss ended as you felt his forehead against your own. 

“Not just two manics… but just two manics in love.” He whispers against your ear as you felt butterflies in your stomach. And hopefully one day you will get to go on an killing spree with Jerome. 

 (A:N hey guys so this is an Imagine for any Jerome Valseka’s lovers out there. I’m sorry if he wasn’t in character, sorry for any spelling mistakes and grammar, sorry if this sucked since this is my first imagine).