i try so hard guys

I’m trying so hard to forget you. I just wish that you would leave my dreams and stop clouding my thoughts. But you can’t, because you didn’t choose to be in my thoughts and dreams, I imprinted you there. I held you captive in my mind, because that was the only place I could call you mine.
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“is that your way of comforting me?” “maybe”

this was supposed to be some kind of zombie apocalypse/the walking dead au requested by @sigh–onara but honestly i don’t even know anymore

*whispers* my mind is screaming TOP!SEB TOP!SEB TOP!SEB and also bad boy!Seb + adorable innocent puppy!Chris right now and honestly what the fuck Sebastian, I have a fic deadline you asshole, I don’t fucking have time for this UGH

Aesthetic Things (Kingsglaive)

I’m serious I really want to write more for these guys lmao. Please forgive this lame attempt at being deep. All of these don’t even make sense rip.

Nyx.
Aftershave. Wiping the steam off a mirror. Lazing in bed. Light flitting through narrow blinds on an early morning. Words going in, one ear and out the other. Calm wolves basking in the sun. Zipped up jackets. Late nights with bright lights. Cologne that’s a little too strong.

Libertus.
Sweaters. Hugs. Reuniting with lost friends. Long walks under the night sky. Faint music in the background. Ice cream on a hot day. Mittens on a cold day. Laughing at past mistakes as if they were nothing. The scent of coffee. Laying on soft cushions.

Crowe.
Combat boots. Cigarette smoke. Looking through photo albums of long past times. Drives to the beach. Secret handshakes. Winged eyeliner and dark nail polish. Guitar solos in your room. Absentmindedly drawing stars on your hand. Laughing at fortune cookies with friends.

Pelna.
Curiosity. Late nights at work. Early starts in the morning. Typing really fast but erasing half your words. Faded letters on your keyboard. Stretching in bed after a hard day. The buzzing off an overheated computer. Spinning in your chair when you’ve got nothing to do.

Day One: An intro for your Fatesona

I sort of skipped over the ‘from’ part and just went to making an intro, ahah;; 
Sora’s direction is actually really (scarily!) good, she just likes taking a bunch of weird detours trying to find the Kitsune Hamlet. Somehow, though, she continues to find people to sell things to so maybe the detours weren’t so weird after all…? 

She’s an eccentric but affable girl whose jokes can sometimes tip a bit into the mean spirited area. She is slow to trust but extremely quick to get attached once that threshold has been crossed, and her reactions to physical affection vary accordingly. She hates having debts and being on the losing end of things, so if she offers you something that puts her at a disadvantage you can be 69% sure that it’s a ploy of some sort. Even if that ploy is spending more time with you. Though she plays at being coy and enjoys gossip to a worrying degree, her feelings are usually quite pure and straightforward. Sells both physical wares and information. 

Since her adoptive father’s passing, she’s been on the search for a new home. She has a few complexes about her kitsune heritage, and strives to keep it hidden (especially since it’s been drilled into her that she’d probably die if anyone found out). Since she’s stayed at least approximately 100 yards away from any and all beaststones and has yet to transform once, she has a lot of urges that she has no idea what to do with. The extra energy seems to have tipped over to the opposite end and wound up with her being extra lazy instead. She’s chasing the Hamlet more for the idea of family more than any real love for her kinsmen. 


Fullbody + Initial Reference || blog tag 


Bonus little edit: 

It’s probably an extreme version of tag. 

Peter Parker |Chatroom #2:Matching

Tony has created a chatroom

Tony has invited Y/N, Peter, Steve, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, T'challa, Wanda

Loki has joined the chatroom

Y/N: What do you want Tony?
Tony: What makes you think I want something? And HOW DID LOKI GET HERE?!
Peter:Oh- uh Mr. Stark, I’m kinda busy, can we talk later?
Loki:…………I have my ways.
Bruce: Tony…. You better not be doing what you were talking about earlier…
Tony: You’ll see science bro.
Natasha: Ugh, make it quick. Clint and I were training.
Clint:……I’m trying so hard not to stab Loki right now, but hi
Steve: Hey guys :D
Wanda: and I was baking cookies.
Y/N: Can I have some?!
Wanda: Sure, but don’t eat too many, I’m saving some for Natasha
Tony: So, do any of you have plans for Halloween?…
Y/N: I would but I don’t have any friends to go trick or treating with… me rn
Tony: and you Peter?
Peter: No, not really Mr. Stark.
Tony: Great! And I told you to call me Tony
Steve: I’d rather not go to whatever you’re planning, but yes, I’m free.
Loki: I agree with the Captain.
Clint: So are Natasha and I.
T'Challa: I don’t care.

T'Challa has left the chatroom

Tony: Geez. So rude
Wanda:I am free.
Bruce: You are doing exactly what you were talking about earlier. I’m free, but I’m not going to take part in your little scheming.

Bruce has left the chatroom

Tony: I’m not scheming!  Anyway, since you are all free, let’s have a Halloween party! I’ll even make sure there’s no alcohol!
Natasha: That’s hard to believe. But I’ll come anyway.
Y/N: Yay!!! I’ll have something to do!
Steve: Sure, I’ll come.
Peter: I’ll come since I don’t have anything to do…
Wanda: I’ll come as well.
Tony: Great! Also I have all your costumes planned out!

Tony has left the chatroom

Y/N:…..sure
Peter:……..
Natasha: I’m not going to wear the costume he gives me.
Clint: Neither am I.
Steve: Yeah that’s not going to happen.
Wanda: I am wearing my own costume.
Loki: I do not want his costume.

Y/N has left the chatroom
Peter has left the chatroom
Natasha has left the chatroom
Steve has left the chatroom
Wanda has left the chatroom
Clint has left the chatroom
Loki has left the chatroom

~The day before Halloween~

Private Chat between Tony and You
Tony:……So no one except Y/N and Peter are wearing the costumes I picked?…
Y/N: Yeah…I guess so?
Tony: Ok. Well, Y/N you’re going as Cinderella/Rapunzel/Ariel/Aurora you choose , the dress should be in your room, I had Natasha put it there.
Y/N: OH MY GOSH ITS SO PRETTY

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Tony: You’re welcome! Now I’m going to tell Peter what his costume is! See ya!

~The day of Party~

 Your PoV

“Are you sure Nat?” Still not sure if I was ready. I was curious to see what everyone else’s costume was, since we all agreed not to tell. T'Challa didn’t come because he was busy, and Bruce is here, but he didn’t want to dress up. Since Natasha, Wanda and I were getting ready together, we all got to see our costumes. I was (Your Choice of Costume), Natasha was Minnie Mouse, and Clint was going to be Mickey Mouse. Even though Nat didn’t want to dress up, Clint somehow managed to convince her to be Minnie. Wanda was going as Alice in wonderland. my costume is alice in wonderland btw xD

When we all went to the floor where the party was going to be, I looked around, and saw everyone’s costumes. Many people were here, but just a few people were in costumes. We were the last ones to arrive. Tony was Batman, which I expected, Steve was wearing a werewolf costume, Loki was…….Thor?….. and… Peter was….(Cinderella’s/Ariel’s/Aurora’s prince or Eugene). Tony must have known my crush on Peter!!!! do any of you guys play Avengers Academy? When Peter and I looked at each other’s costumes, our eyes went wide and our faces were red. When Natasha saw where I was looking at and why I was all flustered, she smirked and practically dragged me over to Peter while Tony: did the same and dragged Peter over to us. “Well, we’ll leave you two lovebirds alone.” Tony winked and walked off and Natasha went over to Clint. “Uh- You look beautiful Y/N, I mean, not that you d-don’t always but  What I uh- meant was- you look really pretty.” Peter stuttered out. “Thanks! You look handsome too…” I said, my face still red as a tomato. “I-I know this is late, but I was wondering, if you would like to be my date?…” Peter asked me, while he was fidgeting with his hands, looking nervous. “Of course! I actually wanted you to ask me…” I responded shyly. “Well, do you want to go dance?” “Sure!” I took his hand and pulled him over to the dance floor and we started dancing with each other.

3rd person
“I told you this would work Brucie!” Tony said, with a smug grin on his face. “Fine, it did work, but it still could’ve gone horribly. They are cute together.” As Bruce finished his sentence, the other Avengers joined in their conversation. “I’ll have to admit, they’re pretty cute. Good job Tony.” Steve said. “What did you do?! My sweet little Y/N is going to start dating your spider son!!!!” Clint asked frantically. “Chill! They look cute!” Natasha retorted, trying to stop Clint from going over to Y/N and Peter and ruining the cute moment. Wanda just squealed and took a picture.
The night went on, and the new couple had goofy smiles on their faces as they went to their rooms, Tony happy that his plan worked, and the rest of the Avengers happy that they didn’t have to watch them be so awkward around each other, and Clint was mad that his little Y/N was dating a spider.

A/N: AHHHH I’M SO SORRY THAT WAS TERRIBLE I really wanted to get a Halloween chapter out yesterday, but I didn’t know how to end it! So I finished it today with a horrible ending! >~< the next chapter will be the next part to Capsicle! Please like, comment and reblog if you liked it! 💜 (none of the pictures are mine)

things madara did wrong:

  • seek world peace
  • try to create a perfect word for everyone free of suffering
  • save a dying boy he found in the woods

I’m bACK it’s maui time

I’ve returned from my relaxing break and am a bit off considering I haven’t been here all week, but I’m going to try diving into my drafts and at least posting a few. Muse is a little weak, though hopefully I’ll kick him into action again once I begin writing up some stuff.

Hope everyone had a fantastic week and I’ll be on and off all day today~ thanks for your patience on roleplays!

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1027) I feel like I’m dying. I’m a gay guy in my 20s, like to think I’m moderately attractive, I work in the medical field, and I try so hard to be a good guy and to never negatively impact anyone, but no one wants me. All I want in this world is someone to love who loves me. Someone who wants me. But every guy I talk to just wants sex or something shallow and meaningless. It gets to where I would pay someone to kiss me- to touch me. I don’t know. I really feel like I’m dying slowly most of the time.