got my addictions

“Every step. Every curve into darkness. Every moment of despair and rage and pain. It had led him to precisely where he needed to be. Where he wanted to be.”
Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn

it’s not the most recent (from february 2017) but here’s some iwaoi!

i simply wanted to draw soft iwaoi and use a bunch of pretty colors, because i’m still a softie and also very weak

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“Your acting needs work, darling.”
True.
In seconds, my acting is about to be put to the test again. I’d pray to a higher being to give me strength and success, but I keep hearing Connor’s voice in my head that says: I’m the only person you should pray to.

Melissa the Matchmaker (Can't Find Them in a Crowd)

Melissa: I can’t find Zack! This calls for desperate measures.

Melissa: *cups hands over mouth to make a megaphone and screams* OH MY GOSH DID THAT CHANDELIER JUST FALL ON THAT KID WITH THE SWEATER VEST?!

Zack: *runs all the way to Melissa* WHERE IS MILO?! I-IS HE OKAY?! *extremely worried*

Melissa: Found him. Milo is perfectly fine, Zack

Zack: Oh thank go-

Melissa: *mumbles* But seriously tho when are you gonna admit you like him?

Zack: what? o///o

Melissa: what? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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So I should have been doing so many things today but instead I decided to doodle on my coffee. The original design was something I found on my phone from way back when so if anyone could find the original, please send it my way. Doodling helps calm me down from the caffeine in the coffee, it seems. Who’d have thunk it.

Did I ever tell you guys about the time my dad got addicted to those dumb facebook games and just added hundreds of friends so he could level up in the games and it got to the point where Facebook thought he was a spambot and deleted his account and he still gets so upset about it

Winter is horrible, but we’ll be fine, 

‘cuz we’ll face it together ‘til the end of the line. 

                                 - Bucky, Frozen in the Winters of our Past (x)

My Captain America Edits

crawling back to you | mingyu

Originally posted by pledisseventeen

characters: lovesick!mingyu/reader (ambiguous)

word count: 1k+

genre: kind of angsty?, more so kind of unintentionally fluffy

a/n: this happened while I was listening to arctic monkeys. sorry abt the small absence, i’ll get back to writing love.exe now. also i don’t know where this came from

other notes: cursing, hurt!mingyu, sexual talk, but no smut, seriously lots of cursing

He coughs, hunching over, feeling bile rise up in the back of his throat.

He pushes it back down, and sloppily gets back up, only keeping his balance by holding on to the bathroom counter. He hated to say it, but for once, Kim Mingyu looked like absolute shit.

It’d been several nights since he’d last seen you, and what could he say? He was having withdrawals. Circles were beginning to form under his eyes, and he looked deathly pale in the mirror, although it could also have just been his vision fooling him again.

He was sweating heavily, and his head pounded. “Fuck,” he cursed, struggling to maintain his balance as he pushed the bathroom door open again.

God, he wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. Mingyu stumbled into his bedroom, sloppily falling on top of his bed, breathing heavily.

His dark brown hair stuck to his forehead in clumps, and he gripped the sheets in frustration.

He needed you.

For once, it wasn’t sexual frustration, no, that even he had too much of sometimes.

This was romantic deprivation. He lacked—no, he absolutely craved your love.

This wasn’t innocent puppy love, either. This was the kind of romance that made him obsessed, made his heart beat faster, and tired him out. It wasn’t cute, love-struck bullshit, no, not at all.

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