delicate souls

Aries: Broken hearts and bloodstained fingers, your voice reminds me of a lively melody. A warriors heart with a delicate soul, an unlikely combination you put together so well. You have it hard, don’t you? Yet you get up with only the skin at your knees scraped and dripping red.

Taurus: The reminiscence of a rose - the single flower that’s so impossible to hate, delicate and pretty, even when it stops blooming. Your voice could calm even the most chaotic oceans, always soothing with soft notes of comfort. Even your eyes could mesmerise the most soulless creature; your sweet face leaves me dreaming in heartache.

Gemini: Your eyes twinkle with mischief, what are you thinking about? That’s what I always wonder, the curve of your mouth always makes me suspect. I love your mind, I think that’s my favourite thing of yours, you tell me so much I cannot help but wonder the things you leave unsaid.

Cancer: Lovely eyes filled with unspilled tears, how can you be so wonderful? I’ve always said that, people who can feel so much have the capacity to be the kindest. How have you not broken yet? I think I can admire that. Sensitive, emotional, I dream of you. Your heart reminds me of an endless sea, so much you leave undiscovered.

Leo: It’s enamouring, how full of life you are - your soul could rival the sun, it’s as if you shimmer with the promise of eternal bliss. Perhaps that’s why you so easily win the hearts of all; so golden and glamorous. I’ve always said your gaze held the most wonderful of stars, even now I can still count them; youthful and shining. I think it might be impossible to ever fully hate you, your warmth is far too compelling.

Virgo: I find it odd that you can’t see your beauty, it’s always been so obvious to me. Why must you be so harsh to yourself? Especially when you’re so obviously perfect. I think it’s your innocence that draws me in most, always so pure and lovely; like the sweetest rose. I wish I could win your heart, but I know I’m undeserving. Yet there’s a gentleness in you I can’t help but have.

Libra: Ah, Aphrodite’s purest creation - how could you not adore such a thing? There’s a sweet nostalgia of love about you that makes my heart ache; as if I miss a love I never had. I think your nativity is what makes you so pure amongst the rest of us. There’s an underlying softness to everything you do.

Scorpio: I don’t think there are enough words to describe you, your depths are unfathomable. I think here lies the true meaning of profound. There’s a frustrating beauty in you I can’t seem to point out, perhaps it’s because it’s so buried. You are kind, so very kind, I don’t understand where people see your darkness. Or perhaps I do. I think it’s in your eyes, how dark they seem even when you smile. They’re the eyes of someone who has seen tragedies, yet you arose from them with a certain light and grace that can’t help but seem lovely.

Sagittarius: An adventurer, a wandering soul always searching for its next quest - you’ve danced with the sun and conversed with the stars. The universe knows you better than you know yourself. You are wild and brimming with the promises of life, so much too see, so much to learn! There is truly nothing more lovely than the life of one who experiences, I see the whole world when I’m with you.

Capricorn: Cold eyes and shy smiles, I know you’re gentler than you believe. Your stars are least private in December, perhaps that’s why it’s my favourite month. I admire your patience the most, it brings peace to my fiery spirit. It’s funny, how unemotional you portray yourself - your soul warming smile contradicts that in every way, it’s unexpected yet not at all surprising.

Aquarius: The ruler of rebellion, invention and revolution - it’s as if you shake the world awake. Your mind is the strangest place I love to be in, show me all your thoughts; especially the ones you’d never think of sharing. A lover and a loner, detached yet still connected, you always leave me wondering.

Pisces: The moon tells me tales of your heart every month when she’s full and shining, I wonder how it hasn’t burst yet. She tells me there’s a beautiful idealism to you, I don’t think there’s a single dream you haven’t dreamt. I think it’s beautiful, how such a pure soul can exist. My heart aches when I hear the stars whisper soft words of comfort you every night you disappear into yourself; licking wounds and drowning in sorrows - your sensitivity is what’s most raw. I hope one day you can find your heart.

—  My Thoughts On The Signs
A Timeline of Edgar:

For both the community & AH

2013: Free Edgar

2014: Fuck Edgar

2015: Where’s Edgar

2016: Who’s Edgar

2017: Achievement Hunter is still playing Minecraft, please help these delicate souls.

Thoughts About The Signs

Aries: Broken hearts and bloodstained fingers, your voice reminds me of a lively melody. A warriors heart with a delicate soul, an unlikely combination you put together so well. You have it hard, don’t you? Yet you get up with only the skin at your knees scraped and dripping red.

Taurus: The reminiscence of a rose - the single flower that’s so impossible to hate, delicate and pretty, even when it stops blooming. Your voice could calm even the most chaotic oceans, always soothing with soft notes of comfort. Even your eyes could mesmerise the most soulless creature; your sweet face leaves me dreaming in heartache.

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aries rising: matchstick heart coloured in black and white. as young as the morning with creative vision ingresses into the future
taurus rising: slow to love and sprout as daisies over the winter. but from a pure venus heart. affection is enduring. five key senses
gemini rising: as bright and cheerful as the sun, as changeable as the moon, as mischievous as mercury, as curious as pluto, as logical as saturn, as hilarious as jupiter
cancer rising: a cardinal inferno snowflake blowing in the winter winds, a warming embrace, a channel into pure creative essence, they peel the tapestry of life to reveal true beauty
leo rising: eyes and heart are wide open, sensitive, and ready to be touched, cherished, and adored. mango swirls of naked sunshine, every corner is an alter, every star is a spotlight
virgo rising: sacred geometry joins every scar and freckle like constellations of maths and magic. the mercury lamp, swift and sweet, humble and modest
libra rising: wind blows through a dandelion, planting flowers in peoples hearts like strawberries and cream splendour, writing lyrics in every crevice 
scorpio rising: a gemstone carved in the underworld sparkling with esoteric wisdom and longings. a bound presence, like being tightly wrapped in infinity. she will blow the particles of your body away until the soul shrieks nakedly
sagittarius rising: an ocean bathe, a mountain wind, a universe kiss, thread lovingly with woven laughter, glow, jupiter philosophy, and fortune cards
capricorn rising: resplendent and quaint, a wavelength of ambition and inspiration, earth bound architect, a celestial CEO with the heart of an old soul
aquarius rising: an electric blue dance, losing yourself in the sway of held hands and psychedelic beats, time traveling light years away to reunite you with your existence on many dimensions
pisces rising: tear stoked and a heart coloured in idealism and spiritual worship, wind chimes of delicate soul paint and a vessel back to heaven

-Cherry

{PART 6} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut 

Summary; Jungkook finds out the extent of Yoongi’s damage, and gives a serious warning to the Montgomery’s in turn. Meanwhile, both you and Jungkook can’t seem to get each other out of your minds.

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} {Part 4} {Part 5} {Part 6} {Part 7}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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I need to stop making homes out of people. Because it’s only a matter of time before I get kicked out because my lease is up and the door shuts behind me faster than I can say I love you. I need to learn that my body, my mind is my first true home. I need to cherish the veins that surge through my body. I need to treat my soul with delicate hands. I need to remind myself that I am worthy of everything good. Even if she couldn’t see it, I am enough
—  So thank you for kicking me out of your apartment and allowing me to see that I’m my own mansion

Do you remember the first time you saw him?“

“Of course, he was charming, very well mannered, I didn’t detect the tiniest bit of shyness he was rather confident.” I take a moment and giggle to myself before continuing. “He was beautiful now I know that’s not a word you would use to describe a man but he truly was beautiful. Not only was he handsome but he had such a giving heart, a delicate but incredible soul. If perfection were a human he would be it.”

“Do you remember the last time you saw him?”

“I wish I didn’t…but I do, he was cold, he looked peaceful, like he was finally free from all the burdens and struggles he had encountered throughout his life. He still looked beautiful, deary me even in his death bed he still looked charming as ever. I spent so much of my life loving him and watching him grown and still I don’t believe we had enough ‘time’ together. He…” I tried to think of the right words to say but it was almost like they had been stuck on the tip of tongue and couldn’t get any further. “He was my soulmate and I honestly have no idea how I’m going to make it without him. The time we spent together, his last couple of months have meant the world to me and I will cherish them forever. So I guess what I’m saying to you is to not take your loved ones for granted because as much as we’d like to think we have forever with them, we don’t. Time stops for nobody so please hold the ones you love close and love them with all your heart before it’s too late.

—  Tenari Ioapo

[Tri] Chapter 5: Kyousei synopsis:

パートナーである望月芽心がゲンナイの姿をした謎の男に傷つけられるのを見て、

メイクーモンは再び暴走をはじめる。


「お前は生まれてきてはいけなかった…」


現実世界へ消えたメイクーモンこそ、歪みそのもの。あまりに大きな力を持ち過ぎた、世界を壊す鍵―

西島大吾と望月博士のもとに現れたハックモンが、真相を明らかにしていく。

世界の調和を保とうとするホメオスタシス自身が、今や強大すぎる存在となったメイクーモンを危険とみなし、切り捨てようとしているのだと。


暴走するメイクーモンの出現により、現実世界崩壊へのカウントダウンがはじまる。

いたる所で次々と異変が発生。歪みを通して現れたデジモンたちは、その時が来るのを待ちうける―


選ばれし子どもたちは、変調をきたしたデジタルワールドから疎外され、現実世界に戻ってきてからも、

パートナーデジモンと共にいるがゆえに人々に追われる。一同が孤立無援となりながらも必死に打開策を探る中、ひとり思い悩み続ける芽心。

あまりにも大きな荷を負い、打ちひしがれる彼女には、仲間やデジモンたちの声も届かない…


そして、過酷な運命は、誰よりも真っすぐで繊細な魂を持つ八神ヒカリのもとにも迫っていた―


今、再び 冒険が進化する―


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After witnessing her partner Mochizuki Meiko is hurt by a mysterious man who dresses like Gennai, Meicoomon begins to rampage once again.

“It would have been great if you weren’t born…”

Meicoomon disappeared into the Real World, who’s the distorted itself. With her holding such overwhelming power, it’s the key to destroy the world…

Hackmon appears in front of Nishijima Daigo and Professor Mochizuki, and reveals the truth.

He says Homeostasis itself is trying to maintain the harmony of the worlds, it considers Meicoomon has become way too strong, a very dangerous existence right now, they are trying to cut it down.

As the rampaging Meicoomon appeared, the count down to collapse of the Real World has begun.

Everywhere has incidents occuring one after another. Digimon who appears through the Distortion has been waiting for that time to come…

The Chosen Children return to the Real World, alienated the abnormal state of the Digital World, but they and their partner Digimon are being chased by people. While they are isolated with no support from people and desperately looking for breakthroughs, Meiko continues to worry alone.

For a girl who’s overloaded with too much burden, the voices of her comrade and the Digimons can’t reach to her.

Then harsh fate approaches to Yagami Hikari, who has the lightest and most delicate soul than anyone…

Right now, the adventure evolves once again.

I Need You // Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by cmtae

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader (ft. Jungkook, Hoseok and Yoongi)

Genre: Angst

Summary//Request: You and Taehyung are in love with each other, but have never made your relationship official. Taehyung gets too drunk and ends up making out with another girl - and Jungkook lets you know everything the next morning.

A/N: This scenario contains text message imagines ^_^


“Can you two get a room already? Jeez!”

You sat with Taehyung and your friends at the back on the bus – you currently nestled in between Taehyung’s legs in the corner seat as he rested his hands on your thighs with his head in the crook of your neck, softly blowing raspberries on to your skin and making you giggle in delight.

“Seriously…you guys aren’t even dating and you can’t keep your hands off each other, just hurry up and make it official already” Hoseok playfully smacked Taehyung on the shoulder as you felt your cheeks becoming more rosy by the second. Every word that came out of Hoseok’s mouth was true – you and Taehyung were constantly being overly affectionate no matter if you were in private or public, however; you weren’t actually dating each other. You’d never confessed your feeling towards him, and neither had he. Even though you both hugged, snuggled and cuddled while holding hands and brushing cheeks, neither of you had even shared a proper kiss – much to your disappointment. Taehyung couldn’t quite put his finger on when he fell in love with you, but he knew that he was just too scared to tell you his true feelings – and you felt the same. Alas, here the two of you were, happily stuck between being best friends and lovers; not knowing when or if your relationship with each other would ever amount to something more.

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Adrenalin

Pairing : Yoongi x Reader
Genre : angst, mild smut, demonau!
Warnings : alcohol, mentions of sex, mild smut
Word count :  2283

Prompt requested by @swedishrefugee :

26. “I still love you, I always will, I just can’t trust you.“ 


The music from the club was deafening, human bodies enjoying sinful warmth and contact. It was a Friday night and people mostly came here to have fun and to enjoy the pleasure of the flesh. You sighed, your heavy gaze flickering back to the man in front of you, your senses hazy from the alcohol you drank at the bar.

“Time is running out you know, I don’t have all day. Oops, should I say night? “

Growled the demon against your ear as you hold your breath for a second, your eyes now lost into the distance and glued to the opposite wall of the club tinted in a blue dim light. You knew it would never be easy, especially when you almost dealt with a demon several times. How many times have you tried to avoid him? You knew it was no use. Min Yoongi -as the demon’s human name was-, pulled back to gaze at your conflicted face. He was wearing his ever-present sickening smile that was grazing his thin lips as you gazed at his features bathing in the dim lights of the club. You could both hear you talk since you were in an area away from that loud throbbing music.

“Searching for some fun, babygirl? In that dirty club crowded of filthy sweaty humans? A club with some bad music taste? Times sure have changed. Not hunting some prey?”

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Elves are Good People

Anyone who seriously thinks that Silmarillion Elves are scary and awful really should avoid reading the history of the human race.  Those buggers will give you delicate souls a right fit of the vapours.   

Elves: 

- only attacked other elves four times in recorded history
- hated doing it, felt terribly guilty afterwards
- sent a letter first saying ‘we’d prefer not to attack you, this is how to avoid that’
- only two recorded battles with another species that wasn’t under the literal control of a Dark Lord.
- hunted a sentient species by accident, were embarrassed when they found out and stopped. 


Our actual species:
- cattle thieves horse thieves boat thieves pirates vikings slavers rapists murderers genocidal killers war crimes carpet bombing poison gas mass extinctions hunt close relatives to extinction then say whoops
- will fight over treasure, land, religion, sex, honour, football, What Their Neville Said About Our Sharon, bad overtaking and leylandii hedging. 

I am light, I am love,
my soul a delicate flower.
I am starlight and sunlight
ever present and continuing.
I am light, I am love,
my body is the earth.
I am the fresh spring of life
and the bones of winter’s death.
Every step of the way,
I flow with the current of the universe.
I am light, I am love,
life, death, the universe,
contained in a fragile vessel.
—  I already have Buddha nature
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anonymous asked:

Can we hear more of Harley and peters adventures? Hiding from their parents and causing a major panic. They had accidentally fallen asleep in a little seen corner. Clint/Natasha find them. Sarah's laughing at the boys panic. they had done the same thing to her

Peter pretends Harley is the mastermind but he is also a little shit (he gets it from Steve probably).

  • They have gone out without permission to play hide-and-seek and missed lessons, causing a castle-wide panic as every servant, guard, and noble searched for them. Bruce found them. As it turns out, Tony was perfectly correct when he said “Oh, you wouldn’t like him when he’s angry.” Peter and Harley scamper back to Tony and hide behind his skirts in terror. (They didn’t do it without permission from then on though.) ((Tony saw Bruce stomping in after them to continue yelling and had to force himself not to flee as well. Bruce has a set of lungs that could put angry matrons to shame.))
  • Harley is a terror. One time he scares Peter and Peter, a delicate soul as a child, cries his eyes out. Harley is horrified and vows that Peter will never cry again, because of him or anyone else. (Harley bites Helen when she pricks Peter to check his blood for something. Helen is Unimpressed.) ((An alpha comes sniffing around Peter just after he’s presented and Peter’s a little nervous but he’s gotta learn these things eventually. He’s actually doing pretty well until something comes flying from behind him and IT’S HARLEY AND HE’S KICKING THE ALPHA IN THE FACE OH NO.))
  • They like reading an awful lot. Peter reads to Baby Harley and it’s adorable. When they’re older they rip a book in half fighting over it and it is not adorable. Tony is livid. (They’re grounded from leisure reading for two weeks. Peter cries.) ((Harley pitches a fit because Tony made Peter cry and Tony looks him in the eye and whispers, quite menacingly, “Do you want me to make you cry, too?” Peter drags Harley away in terror.))
  • At Peter’s gala to celebrate presenting as an omega, Harley dogs every eligible alpha until they’re sick of him and Peter becomes very unattractive knowing that he comes with Harley for a brother-in-law. The family is actually okay with this because Peter’s twelve and some of the alphas were upwards of thirty. (“What about me?” Loki asks, honestly curious. “Oh, Loki, no!” Tony exclaims, and Loki is a little hurt that Tony doesn’t consider him good enough, but then Harley is leaping on him and he screams.) ((“Give him hell, Loki!” Thor shouts proudly. Loki continues to scream. Harley is biting him. Tony really needs to get him to stop doing that.))
  • They ruin one of Tony’s best dresses putting it on Dummy. Dummy doesn’t like it at all and rips it up. Tony wails like he’s dying and gathers the scraps up. Peter and Harley make sure they don’t cross paths with their mother for a month. (“At least it wasn’t your wedding dress?” Steve offers. Tony screams angrily. Steve hurries to get out of his sight as well because he hasn’t gotten better at any of this.) ((“Oh, silk,” Tony sighs, hugging his new gown up against him. “Steve, you shouldn’t have!” “I didn’t,” Steve says, bewildered, then grunts when Bucky elbows him. “I mean–yes, you’re welcome, darling.))
  • When Peter is sixteen and Harley is thirteen they get into a knockdown, drag-out fight that Steve and Bucky have to physically stop. “What the hell!?” Steve exclaims, horror covering the anger for a moment. “HE STARTED IT,” the children both exclaim, and then promptly burst into tears. (”Oh, the poor dear’s presenting as an alpha,” Sarah sighs, shaking her head. Tony’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head because what the hell, alphas?!) ((“All I did was say that Riri looked cute in her new dress at her presenting ball and he snarled at me!” Peter wails as Harley flushes with shame. Harley runs to his room and doesn’t come out for three days because he’s so embarrassed and scared that Peter won’t forgive him.))

If I am honest with you, I am scared of what I am.

Tell me..

Is it wrong that I fear what I create in my head?

Love, I’m terrified that all that is inside of me will rip me apart as I write it down on paper, I am a ticking time bomb, my fuse is my words leading down to my soul as it burns stronger and stronger inside of me.

You have to understand that, I..

I love you. I really do, but please. I beg of you, please forgive me If I’m afraid to touch you, if I’m afraid to hold you. For my touch has never been delicate enough for a flower. Forgive me if sometimes I am afraid to speak to you, because some days all that I can muster out of my lungs are the curses that others once handed to me.

Understand, that It’s not that I don’t want you..

I just don’t want to dirty your delicate soul with the ashes of my pain, I don’t want to suffocate your hope with the dust that’s left of my sorrows.

There are far too many ways to say the wrong thing when I try to outline your hand against the gaze that taught me how to silently rupture, how to tab the corners of my heart until the emptiest space it has left is my hands. I learned to love with your lips pressed against the wall, with your shadow reassuring the proclamations of towers we highlighted in bolded emotions.

Hold my quiet, hold my silence.

Hold the words I shouldn’t have said with my eyes pressed into the wind, the months spent garden a plethora of thorns to be proud of, a signature of toil lamented privately. If rain is just the ocean looking for a home, then summer is the prelude to heartbreak. You run from darkness and I let it consume me, inhaling in flames too shallow to carve against. You can grow flowers in where dirt used to be, you can stand on fingers that weren’t once your own.

I’ll apologize for falling into a wish you never heard, but I’ll still meet you in my coffee. I’ll still pull you out of the sun to try on another smile. I’ll still follow the sunset to the edge of tomorrow just to feel my soul drop to the bottom of my soles again. I understand if we ended on an anchor that never found its lover in the rocks, a timely catastrophe derived from two sixes refilling a prescription for more air. Yes, today there may be a hole in my heart, but I know one day it will be filled.

- Collaboration between myself (normal font) and @teacup13 (italics)