i regret my words

I literally wasn’t going to upload this but my soul literally died in this moment like come on Spotify I’m just trying to have a nICE LIFE AND U JUST ,,, 😭😭👏👏

‘’Sometimes, I think, it’s better if we are like what we fucking are now-

       And those times, I regret for not doing anything for him.
   
               For hurting him, for punishing him for being born quirkless…
 
                       I wonder if he hates me as much as I love him.’’

QUESTION: what keeps you up at night?


A) you race for the skies and get left behind,
wings buckling.
there is no one waiting to catch you.


B) you have known how to swim for thirteen years,
over, under, kick, breathe.
you also know that if you expel all of your air,
you can finally sink.


C) at least icarus had a story to tell.

—  but the worst dreams of all are when you fly

I used to think that living with regrets was the harshest realities of not appreciating what you were being blessed with, but I honestly think one of the hardest things to live through, is briefly experiencing the lifestyle of your dreams, taking it for granted, losing it and having to return to the ordinary, alone. Going from making what people earn in a year, to making it every fortnight or every month, back to minimum wage, and knowing that it was all down to your poor choices. I would rather not know what the grass is like on the other side, than to go through all of that.

Rebelcaptain fic: all the rumours say

For @rebelcaptainprompts #8: agony, fingers and shiver 


   Sometimes, she had to stop and wonder briefly about how the hell she had ended up here.  

   Somehow, Jyn Erso had gotten through the initial bloodshed and trauma of being dragged bloodied and broken, but ultimately alive, off Scarif. She had worked her way through the appropriate length of time it had taken for the screaming night terrors to work their way down to just the occasional nightmare. She’d been a shell of herself for so long that she’d even had to relearn who she was without aliases to hide behind. But she’d had Cassian at her side. Somehow, that had made it ok.

   She’d told herself that she’d stayed with the rebellion because she believed in the cause. But really, she had just believed in him.

   (“Are – are we ever going to talk about this?” he had gasped once, face buried in her shoulder as she was pressed against the bare wall of his room. Their hands had fumbled, everything new and awkward and thrilling and Jyn had desperately kissed away the answer.

   Someday, she had thought.

   I promise, someday).

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Nessian Moments in ACOWAR
  • Cassian offering to train Nesta
  • Cassian in utter stillness at Nesta’s devastating beauty
  • Cassian’s eyes darting to her neck (because he remembers what happened in front of her fireplace when they were alone together)
  • “You come between a male and his mate, Nesta Archeron, and you’re going to learn about the consequences the hard way.” Tell us about those consequences Cassian. Do you personally know from experience?
  • Cassian gazing at Nesta with “sorrow and longing”
  • “Because I can’t stay away.”
  • Cassian purring at Nesta
  • Cassian giving Nesta a “come-hither” gesture
  • Nesta calling him and “oversized bat who likes to throw temper tantrums”
  • “I’m a warrior. I’ve walked beside Death my entire life. I would be more afraid for her, to have that power. But not afraid of her. Nothing about Nesta could frighten me.”
  • Cassian being disappointed by the fact Nesta might now want to fly again after Rhysand’s grueling flight.
  • Cassian conveying a silent order to Nesta to get come to his side out of sight of Amren’s wrath. Which Nesta obeys.
  • Cassian reaching his fingers back to find Nesta behind him. And her peeking over his shoulder in such a cute manner
  • Nesta being distracted by Cassian’s wingspan and losing focus during her training with Amren
  • Calling her “Nes”
  • THEM FLYING TOGETHER
  • Cassian finding her after she was almost kidnapped by the Ravens
  • Nesta asking where Cassian is after the Summer Court battle. Clearly worried for Illyrian.
  • Cassian taking her hand in his own. Eyes never leaving Nesta’s as they are winnowed to the Court of Nightmares.
  • When he knows something is wrong with Nesta during the meeting at the Dawn Court
  • Cassian brushing his hand on Nesta’s forehead and giving her a quick self-defense lesson before she leaves for Graysen’s estate.
  • Nesta listening to the Illyrian solders whisper about how well Cassian fought in battle
  • Nesta sensing that Cassian was hurt in battle and then bandaging his hand herself
  • “Nothing can harm you here.” Cassian supporting Nesta as she finds the Cauldron with her witch powers.
  • Nesta wearing fighting leathers for the first time and wielding a knife at Cassian’s insistence.
  • “CASSIAN!”
  • Nesta saving Cassian by breaking through his fighting spree and screaming for him. He flies to her without another thought.
  • Nesta and Cassian facing down Hybern.
  • “I have no regrets in my life, but this.” His words shook with every word. “That we did not have time. That I did not have time with you, Nesta.”
  • THE KISS!!!
  • Nesta covering Cassian with her own body. They would go together.
  • Nesta possibly using her powers to heal Cassian after the final battle.
  • CLIFFHANGER ENDING WHEN THEY DON’T TALK TO EACH OTHER AND WHY?!?!  YOU OBVIOUSLY LOVE EACH OTHER!
  • To be continued…
Okay but

Hamilton where everything is the same but instead of James Reynolds confronting and blackmailing Alexander by letter, he goes to Alexander’s house and knocks and when Alex answers james says “Is this the Hamilton household?” Alex says “no, this is Patrick.” And slams the door

hinata: (◡‿◡✿)
hinata: (ʘ‿ʘ✿) ”what you say ’bout me”
hinata: (ʘ‿ʘ✿)ノ ”set the ball”
kageyama: ⚾\(。-_-。)  “Kick his ass, baby. I got yo toss.”

Out Of Sight Part Two - Auston Matthews

Originally posted by matthewsdangles34


Thank you guys for the amazing support on part one! I love hearing your feedback so much. I hope you enjoy part two! Please let me know what you think. If there are things you like or don’t like. Thank you again!

Word Count: 1160

Warnings: I think one curse word?

Part One / Part Two


 Luckily, Willy lived in the same building as you, only a couple floors down. You knocked on the door and waited a couple seconds. You’re looking down, playing with your hands. Tears still falling but your arm muscles are tired from reaching up to stop them. There’s a strange feeling in your mind. It’s blank. Not being able to create a thought.

The door swings open taking you by surprise. A gust of wind blowing your hair over your shoulders. You jump back a slight bit. A flash moving by your vision and immediately you feel a body wrap around you, a hard chest at your face. Fresh air replaced with a smokey cologne.

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Pete| Bad Things |Dunne

Title; Bad Things

Words; 5,644

Pairing; Pete Dunne/Reader

Summary; I wanna do real bad things to you.

Warnings; NSFW. Porn without plot. Biting. Hair pulling. Choking. Orgasm denial. Latex free. If you squint and tilt your head to the side, some BDSM.

A/N; Y’all thought I forgot about you guys huh. Never fear. Momma’s back. Vegas was like a livewire to my brain. Child’s Play is coming this week. Leave some love and/or constructive words. 

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i feel i have yet to express how much i love a series of unfortunate events so i will just have to share it with you until you understand too

white person: maybe morrison earned his promotion to strike commander of overwatch through his own merit and skills, and racism/colorism towards reyes had nothing to do with it ? maybe stop making it a race thing ?

me, in my head: While I have no doubt Jack possessed the abilities needed in order to be a capable and effective leader, you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that Gabriel did not. Reyes successfully lead everyone during the Omnic Crisis – a war – and that takes a tremendous amount of ability.

If both men were equally capable leaders, then what reasons could the UN possibly have to choose one over the other? I can’t think of many. Age? They’re both around the same age. Gender? They’re both men. Race…? That’s where things get interesting.

Overwatch was a global organization and it needed a poster boy. An icon. A figurehead to admire. Someone who everyone can look up to and see themselves in, even in the smallest of ways. And the UN chose Jack, a blond farm boy from Indiana, as opposed to Gabriel, a Mexican American who grew up in LA. Weird, huh?

It’s no secret that many modern movies, TV shows, and video games tend to have white male protagonists, and it’s usually for one reason: relateability. They want their works to be ‘relateable to a wider audience’ so they make the protagonists white, which is problematic because it implies that whiteness is the norm and that brownness/blackness is something different. It dehumanizes poc. When the UN chose Jack in the hopes of making Overwatch more relateable to humanity, they were implying that Gabriel was somehow less relateable on the basis of his race. Which is fucking racist.

So yeah, Morrison may have earned the position with his abilties but racism definitely had a role to play in it because racism has a role to play in literally everything. Bye.

me, out loud: no fuck you puta

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I don’t love you loud or monstrously. I don’t love you like a hurricane loves a city or a bullet loves flesh. I don’t love you like the writer in me wants to love you. I don’t love you in a way that makes good television. I don’t love you as if you were cursed and broken and imploding, as if you were a grenade waiting for my words of regret and grief. I don’t love you like I’m waiting for you to explode and burn every part of me that wanted to believe what little we had was immortal. I don’t love you so my heart can bleed all over my fingertips and I can call the stains art. I don’t love you so I can one day hate you.

I love you and there is no explosion.
I love you and instead, there is quiet.

(I love you in the way that creates, not destroys)

Send A Symbol

I think of you as a good friend

You make me nervous in bad way

I trust you with my life

I’ve thought about having sex with you more than once

You make me feel special

I want us to be more than friends

I want to be the one who makes you happy

You make me want to be a better person

I want to kiss you every time I see you

I think about you when I’m with other people

You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen 

I’m too scared to tell you how I really feel about you

I wish I could make you happy

You are too cute for words

I regret hurting you

My heart races whenever I see you

I feel protective over you

I’ve fallen in love with you

You’re my best friend

I believe you and I were fate

Just friends~Jungkook Part 1

Yahhh PART ONE! omg I don’t know how to feel about this :’) 

prologue, part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10

Angst

-1k words

~Something is wrong with your best friend and you don’t understand what.~

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

(gif is not mine credit to owner) 


After a week of not hearing from Jungkook he dropped off at home.

I was in bed, contemplating life and death.
When I heard keys in the door lock, I knew it was him right away. He was the only one that had keys to my flat. What was he doing here? I hadn’t seen him in 3 weeks.
“YAH ROSE I BROUGHT PIZZA!”
I got out of bed and got to the living room where he was waiting for me with his adorable smile. I came up to him and asked bluntly:

“Where have you been?”

“Oh my god you sound like my mum.”

“I haven’t seen you for a long time, I was starting to forget what you looked like, not that that is a bad thing.” I said with a smirk.

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t miss this work of art.” he answered while pointing at himself.

I laughed at his quirkiness, and was happy that he seemed in good enough shape to make jokes.

“So are we ever going to eat this pizza or are you going to stand there forever.”

“I forgot how bossy you were.”

“Shut up.”

We both sat down on the couch and started to eat the pizza. While spending time with my best friend I realised how much you had missed his sense of humor and his goofy self. We were watching a movie and kept making silly comments about how bad the acting was. From time to time I took a glance at him just to admire his pretty face, and hoped that he wouldn’t catch me staring.
It was good times.

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u know most of the selfies i have posted on here are of me wearing hats and u know what i realized ,,,, i wear hats to cover up the fact that i am Depressed and can’t be bothered to do anything with my hair lol oopsie

I didn’t realize the truth of how I felt about you until I looked back. The photos, the words, the memories, they all came crashing down on me. Piece by piece. Smile by smile. And then I felt the tear run down my cheek. A surprise. But maybe it wasn’t. I was too blind then. Too young. Too afraid. I regret not seeing what I had. I regret not listening to my heart and listening to the words of others. I’m sorry, for the pain I caused your heart. You deserved better anyway. And next time I hope not to be the young fool who didn’t know her own heart.
—  my thoughts, my realizations, my regrets, my truths