i have no idea what i'm even doing in this

anonymous asked:

What are your thoughts on Toffee x OC/Sona?

frankly, i don’t even know what that is. i’m sorry anon! even though some of my threads have consisted of fanon ideas, i’ve mostly stuck to toffee interacting with canon characters in alternative universes. i tend to stay away from anything involving ocs unless i find chemistry there since, i do have a ship with a friend but even that is near impossible since toffee is a very drawn back character.

he’s not really a muse that’ll make friends with people unless he know he can manipulate them to his advantage and if he is interested in being friends, that process with him is rare/a lot of work. this dude has a personal vendetta so everything tends to revolve around people he already knows. that and i’ve just had bad experiences involving ocs and villains. i love ocs, don’t get me wrong since i have some myself but when it comes to villains i’m a bit more hesitant to interact due to forced shipping in the past.

Fantasy Iwaoi


the signs as Parks and Rec quotes
  • Aries: Jogging is the worst! I know it keeps you healthy, but God, at what cost?
  • Taurus: Oh, my God. These dogs are so cute. I WANT TO THROW UP AND KILL MYSELF.
  • Gemini: I think that Comic Sans always screams 'fun'.
  • Cancer: I don't even have time to tell you how wrong you are. Actually, it's gonna bug me if I don't.
  • Leo: I have no idea what I'm doing, but I know I'm doing it really, really well.
  • Virgo: Everything in my life is going wrong right now. Whose fault is this? I demand to know.
  • Libra: I'm not interested in caring about people.
  • Scorpio: Ugh. I hate talking to people about things. This is a nightmare.
  • Sagittarius: No, no. That's too much responsibility for me. I gotta— I gotta find a way out of this.
  • Capricorn: Yes. I am a hunter, and it's 'You' season.
  • Aquarius: My anxiety has kept me up for over fifty hours.
  • Pisces: I'm hungry and my legs are tired. It feels like I just exercised!

here we are now, with the falling sky and the rain
     we’re awakening ♪

one of the scenes I would really love to see (as I’m sure many people have thought of!) is Rey experiencing her first rainfall ☺ also because “Awakening” has become one of my theme songs for TFA and all the new kids, there’s something about it which is very beautiful and fits so well thematically ;;

AND BONUS PIC: Finn + Rey (+ Poe’s jacket of a thousand uses (〃▽〃) )

Based on this

The idea was too good, so I thought why not visualising it?

The Secret History: Oscar Wilde edition

Richard : “I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.”

Henry : “You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”

Charles : “We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”

Camilla : “After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s own relations.”

Francis : “I don’t want to go to heaven. None of my friends are there.”

Bunny : “A good friend will always stab you in the front.”

Julian : “I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.”

Valjean: Honestly Javert, put on a scarf! You’re covered in snow. Just looking at you makes me feel cold.
Javert: Is that so? Just looking at you makes me feel warm.

Breaking out of my hiatus to share this with you all! :D

This is my contribution to the Valvert Calendar - organized by @ninjaninaiii and @withinadream27. You can find it on the December page!

You can find more information on the Valvert, E/R, and the Amis Calendar here: http://ninjaninaiii.tumblr.com/post/152520722073/les-mis-calendars-now-open-all-profits-10-of

Please consider buying one of the calendars! They’re all full of stunning pieces from amazing Les Mis fans, and all profits are going to charity.

Kara: I’m Dtf today!
Alex: Omfg don’t tell me that…wait a second what do you think “Dtf” means?
Kara: it means dying to have food, right?
Alex: What?! “ Dtf” doesn’t even have an “h”, kara!
Kara: so what does it mean?
Alex:It means down to fuck.
Kara: Oh Rao! I texted Lena that!!!
Alex: …so that was why she looked so disappointed to see me there as well that day?

Hello, I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion.

The "I know I have other things to write but these seem so cool/weird/etc" sentence prompt meme

Because I’m absolute shit and have a habit of coming up with sentence prompts instead of writing stuff I should be working on, I present this list of sentence prompt memes.

Send me a few of these and I’ll write a drabble based off of it, naturally it’ll be a reader insert. Be sure to include which character you’d like.

You can even use them as rp starters/fanfic/whatever.

1) “I’m like 85% sure that’s illegal but sure I’ll help you.”
2) “Don’t wake me up unless there’s a fire and even then don’t.”
3) “I don’t want to talk about them, they give me a headache, and they’re dumb.”
4) “So is that a no on the burning down the place?”
5) “Ok, I may or may not have started an occult.”
6) “Alright but you gotta promise you’re not gonna be mad if I tell you what happened.”
7) “Explain to me what exactly possessed you into thinking this was a good idea?”
8) “Just for that I’m gonna have to remember to kick your ass twice as hard.”
9) “It’s 3 in the morning, why is it always 3 in the morning when you call me?!”
10) “You meme loving fuck.”
11) “You say that like it’s supposed to be offensive.”
12) “Wanna know how many fucks I give? Negative six, you owe ME fucks to give.”
13) “I don’t see the problem…what…oooh you’re talking about the fires.”
14) “I love you but if you play that song one more time I will strangle you.”
15) “Those dead bodies were here before I even got here…well like half of them but that’s details.”
16) “So the apocalypse started and I may have had a hand in starting it, so um sorry?”
17) “If you get arrested I’ll bail you out…pfft let’s be real I’ll probably be in the holding cell with you.”
18) “How the actual hell did you manage to cause this much trouble in 5 minutes?!”
19) “Why is there someone tied up in the backseat of my car?”
20) “This is why you read contracts before you sign them!”
21) “Uh, there’s someone that’s shitfaced at the door and they say they know you, is it cool if I let them in?”
22) “They say this place is haunted…but I think that’s bullshit.”
23) “The amount of alcohol I’d need to drink to make me forget about this would literally kill me.”
24) “Your daddy issues are a real turn off.”
25) “I’m gonna punch you in the mouth…with my mouth…gently…several times….”

[I’ll add more as time goes on, feel free to add some!]

A Court of Wildness and Ice

CHAPTER 1 / 2 

Chapter 3

There are times when pain is the only thing he can feel.

The healers said that the anesthetic might, in the long run, slow the healing process and he begged, begged them to stop giving it to him.

But this pain-

Cassian has been wounded, tortured, nearly bled to death, but none of it is even an inkling of what he feels now.

His whole body is boiling, sweat covering his skin and his wings-

he feels every little stitch in the membrane, the burn and stretch of it, feels the bandages all around his torso, tight enough to stop his breath, but not tight enough to keep him together.

He sees the shadow before he sees his brother and the look on Azriel’s face is more than Cassian can take in this moment.

His brother moves as if every motion causes him pain, as if Cassian is made of glass.

He sits on the chair at the side of the bed and his scarred hands move like he wants to grip Cassian’s hand, but thinks better of it, uses his hands to hide his face.

“You shouldn’t have done it.” he says, and Cassian wishes he had the strength to punch him.

“Don’t-” Cassian starts, but a wave of pain cuts his breath, makes him hide his face in the pillow and scream.

Azriel moves, gripping Cassian’s forearm, and his voice is full of emotion when he says “I’ll find a way, brother. I’ll find a way.”

Cassian turns his head and sees the shadows swirling, the opening and closing of his brother’s hand.

He wants to speak, wants to reassure Azriel, tell him it will be alright, that he doesn’t need to do anything stupid, the healers know what they are doing, but he can’t find his voice, can’t move his tongue- it hurts, everything hurts.

He’s not even able to reassure his own brother.

Azriel stays while Cassian drifts in and out of consciousness, the pain shutting down everything, and when he finally wakes up he’s alone in the room, dreading and hoping for the moment the healers will come and he can’t help but hope, hope that something changed, hope that somehow things got better.

So he waits for the scent of medicine to fill the room, breathing through his nose for just a second, as little as he can, but-but that’s’ not the healer’s scent, it’s

it’s her, it’s her, it’s her

it’s the scent of fresh forged iron and of a cold winter breeze, it’s the scent of his dreams and his nightmares

it’s Nesta


he tries to rise, thinking of all the things he wants to say to her, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I failed you, will never happen, it will never happen again, but he can’t move, he can’t move, can’t even raise himself on his arms that he falls on the bed, his body shaking and he has never felt more defeated in his life.

He thinks of her eyes, of her golden brown hair, of the way she moved, and that pull, the pull he felt for her is now so strong it feels like she’s tied to his blood, to his flesh and bones, to the very core of him.

Cassian wants to go to her, to walk and walk until they are face to face, until he can see her lovely face, the strong lines of it and beg her for forgiveness, he would fall to his knees, everything, everything, as long as she doesn’t hate him, as long as she doesn’t resent him even if he deserves it, even if she has every right to hate his guts, he couldn’t bear it, not from her, not now, not ever.


He can’t go to her, he-

What will she see? A male stranded to a bed, not even able to walk on his own two legs, not able to breathe her in without breaking, a male who can’t fly, a male who can’t-

He feels shame and guilt and he can’t help but picture those gray eyes looking down at him, the hate in her stare, the utter cold.

Nesta”, he whispers her name, cradling it on his lips, hoping that it will be enough to make her appear because hate, condemnation and all the venom of her words would be better than not seeing her at all, better than her absence, better than not having the chance to say how sorry he is, she has to know,  he needs her to know, but-

he doesn’t want her to see him like this.


he just-

just wants-