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i wrote this for you // pleasefindthis
  • aries: “i made myself from all the love you no longer wanted.”
  • taurus: “just like you mistook lust for love, you have mistaken with being alone for loneliness. so i'm fine. thanks for asking.”
  • gemini: “of course it’s complicated. if it wasn’t, i probably wouldn’t be interested in you.”
  • cancer: “this isn't me missing you. this is me missing the me i used to be.”
  • leo: “after you're gone, people will forget your name, no matter how important it was, and your face, no matter how pretty it was, and what you said, no matter how clever any of it sounded. the things you've done will crumble and fade and the places you once loved, will change and be given new names. you are only here for one moment and it lasts exactly one lifetime.”
  • virgo: “you took all my words when all i wanted to do was say them.”
  • libra: “i couldn’t convince you that the blue you see is the same blue that i see. But maybe that’s how lovers know they’re meant to love; they see the same blue. and they both know it.”
  • scorpio: “i could’ve sworn i was telling the truth when i told you i didn’t miss you.”
  • sagittarius: “you keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. that the brightest flame burns quickest. which means you saw us as a candle. and i saw us as the sun.”
  • capricorn: “and every day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling "this is important! and this is important! and this is important! you need to worry about this! and this! and this!" and each day, it's up to you, to yank your hand back, put it on your heart and say "no. this is what's important.”
  • aquarius: “you had this expression on your face, like you weren’t quite sure you were supposed to be on earth.”
  • pisces: “be soft. do not let the world make you hard. do not let the pain make you hate. do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place”

anonymous asked:

I follow you because I'm in love with I Had Rather and We Used To Wait and because you're an amazing writer and because you get as excited as I do talking about Nick and Louis. And because I know that if I ask you how you feel about Louis taking care of Nick when he has a cold without trying to make it look like he's actually takig care of him, you'll share your thoughts with me and I'll love it. And also because you're lovely. xx

OH OH OH what if they weren’t really together but maybe Louis wanted to be, and maybe he’d sort of managed to get Nick to finally believe that they were proper mates, but one time he rings from LA and Nick is all gruff and snuffly and tired and pretending he’s okay. 

And Louis is worried, right? But he can’t say anything because he and Nick are pretty new mates, and Nick has a million better friends, but Nick clearly needs a bit of an early night and a few cups of tea. So he doesn’t say anything, other than a bit of you sound a bit rough, mate, and not wanging on for hours about nothing just so he can keep talking to Nick for as long as possible. (Sometimes he wonders if Nick is wanting to get rid of him, but Louis tells himself that Nick is perfectly capable of telling him to bugger off or not answer his phone or whatever, but Nick always answers). 

But the next time he rings, Nick still sounds tired and bunged up and miserable, and the next time, even more so, and Louis is kind of at a loose end and really one hundred per cent tries to tell himself he’s going home because he fancies seeing family and friends, but that absolutely does not explain why he shows up at Nick’s door at half eleven in the morning on a Friday when the previous morning he hadn’t even booked a flight. 

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Fluff Friday: April 28 — Sleep

A/N: It’s that time of month again!! The latest instalment of smol!kakashi and his continuing adventures with his ninja pals.

Title is from Bonnie Raitt’s “Angel from Montgomery”. The song has nothing to do with this, I just felt the line was apropos.


“Sakura-chan!” Naruto greets her.

“Shh,” she admonishes, gesturing at the boy asleep with his head on her thigh.

“Sakura-chan!” Naruto whispers, his smile cracking his face even wider.

Sakura glares. She’s going to be hearing about this for weeks.

And she’s going to have to deal with Kakashi’s furious embarrassment for weeks.

She needs better friends.

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splinteredstar  asked:

Strifentine prompt: glitter

It was when the last of the monsters fell that Cloud noticed the pointed way Vincent was looking at him, that hint of an amused smile. “What?”

“Did you babysit Marlene today?”

“Yeah, Barret and Tifa were out shopping for her birthday.” Cloud tilted his head then, curious. “How did you know?”

“There’s glitter on you,” Vincent answered. It suddenly made sense; the way he looked at him earlier.

Marlene insisted on using glitter on her drawings today, promising that she wouldn’t make a mess, and of course, Cloud couldn’t refuse, not even when Fenrir became involved.  He didn’t realize the glitter found its way to him, too. “Where?”

“Here,” Vincent answered, reaching to swipe a finger above Cloud’s brow. “Here,” he repeated, finger gliding light across his cheek. “And here,” he finally murmured, settling on his bottom lip.

Breath caught and almost dazed, Cloud reached a hand in return, dragging Vincent to his level, kissing him so deeply it was enough to print.

“Now you got some on you too,” Cloud breathed when they parted, and it was definitely a gorgeous sight; Vincent’s newly glittered lips shaping into a warm smile.

The night that Sherlock and John spent in a cell was so much more eventful than the story that was told at the wedding that day, And to Sherlock it was much more embarrassing.
When being dragged into the cells all Sherlock could think about was the time he spent locked up in a cell in Siberia and it was starting to get overwhelming, he started getting flashbacks. Suddenly he was back locked in the cell not allowed to eat,sleep,speak or given anywhere to use the toilet, to them all he was just a punching bag. He would take hit after hit with anything they could get their hands on.
“Sherlock, you need to calm down, you need to breathe” Johns voice shot through the flashback he was on the floor and he didn’t realise he was screaming into John had shushed him once more, “you are safe.” he kept repeating but it didn’t feel
like it. He felt trapped. Alone. Just like he did in Serbia

“Look he was tortured for a long time in a cell like this, please just put us together he won’t be able to deal with it alone please.” John had resorted to just begging at this point, pleading with the officer. Sherlock couldn’t get through this alone and John knew that he knew about the nightmares Sherlock had after coming home and he couldn’t risk going back down that path now. Sherlock was still crying and it was already tearing John apart. But still they were forced apart into cells next to each other but it was still too far for Sherlock as he continued to scream and cry occasionally John could hear a yell of “Please don’t hurt me!” and it was breaking his heart.

Sherlock couldn’t wipe that place from his mind all he could think about was Serbia and the cell where he was tortured for so long and he was right back there, he wasn’t in London. Not anymore. He couldn’t stop the memories from replying in his head over and over again. He started clawing at his arms just trying to make it all go away he couldn’t stop he was still crying he wanted John. John would make it all go away, he could make it better, he would remind Sherlock he wasn’t in Serbia anymore, that he wasn’t alone, that he was so proud of him.

All John could hear was Sherlocks screams and sobs from the cell next to his and it was tearing him apart he kept talking to sherlock begging him to clam down, reminding him he’s safe and telling him he’s not in serbia anymore but he doesn’t think sherlock can hear him but all he wants to do is be able to comfort his best friend.
The sobbing carries on for hours more the screaming is not only in bursts but John doesn’t think he can do it much longer not only is her tired beyond belief but the fact he couldn’t be the hero to save Sherlock was killing him and he knew that soon he’d have to go to sleep.

Sherlock was alone. There was no one to come save him this time, no Mycroft sat in a corner, no deduction to make them go away nothing could save him. He was scared, so so scared all he wanted was for it to stop, everything to stop. His finger nails were still scratching down his arms trying to claw his way back to reality but to no avail. He could tell, only just that John had gone to sleep because realistically he knew john was close but his memories and flashbacks kept telling him differently. He was alone. He felt truly vulnerable for the first time in his life.

When the morning came and they were let out by none other that Greg Lestrade, Sherlock was still crying. Johns face was a picture of terror when he saw the man, dried and fresh blood littering his arms, chest and nails, tear tracks running down his face hair a mess and more tears rolling.
John leaned forward to hug him and tell him he was sorry but Sherlock flinched. He fell back. Lestrade escorted the men back to 221b, Sherlock ran to his room as quickly as he could and as worried as John was he knew better than to go in right now. Lestrade made them both a cup of tea and sat John down at the kitchen table “So, what happened last night, i don’t mean why you got arrested. I mean to Sherlock, I’ve never seen him like that and I’ve seen him detoxing. Twice”
“When we got brought in, he had a flashback to, you know, and he started screaming and crying and tugging his hair, the police officers just restrained him more making him worse and worse. When i did manage to talk him round the amount of people surrounding him made he panic again and at that point i was basically begging them to put us in the same cell, i explained a thousand times the situation but still he was locked up on his own. It was going on all night Greg, he was screaming crying, begging them ‘not to hurt him’ and i couldn’t stand it i just had to go to sleep to stop myself from going crazy.” John was in tears again by the end of explaining their night to Lestrade when he placed a hand on his shoulder “don’t worry ill get this sorted”

It was hours before Sherlock emerged from his room, he looked disappointed, John looked on from the table where he was sat with a book and two cups of tea trying to pretend that this wasn’t what he’d been waiting for the whole day. Sherlock almost ran to John ecstatic to find that he hadn’t left him after what he’d been like last night, John stood up and opened his arms and Sherlock fell into them crying softly into Johns shoulder “im sorry John i was scared” he mumbled clinging johns shoulder. “hey, hey, hey it’s okay Sherlock, you don’t have to be sorry it’s fine to be scared you have nothing to be sorry for. I’m sorry I didn’t fight harder to stay next to you, please forgive me” John said combing his hand through Sherlocks hair, it seemed to calm him down a lot all John wanted to do was make it all okay again, he wanted to make Sherlock happy. “Sherlock, I need to ask you and you need to tell me the truth okay, Did you take anything, did you do anything to yourself?” John asked a voice full of concern and love a hand still stroking Sherlocks dark curly hair. Sherlock softly shook his head, slightly embarrassed John even had to ask him this but he truly knew John cared. “Thank you Sherlock, I’m so so proud of you.”

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anonymous asked:

How do you think Jaal would react to Ryder flirting with Reyes? Like, he stands right there next to the bar, I know he saw it all lol. (tho I kinda h/c that's why he says he doesn't wanna miss out when asked why he comes to Kadara if he hates it so much)

Okay, so assuming this is with Ryder solely romancing Reyes and nothing else going on…
   You know how sometimes the ideal sibling is seen as the most supportive? No matter what you do, they got your back and are gonna make sure you have a really nice life?

   Congrats, because that’s who you have now in your friend Jaal.

He’s immediately curious, but will definitely respect personal space if Ryder seems embarrassed by his curiosity. All the same, he’s definitely snooping when he can (and still unabashedly asking about things later; woe be on you if Jaal is a constant on your team) and will most definitely do the “I’m glad you two are happy together, but if you hurt the Pathfinder, I’m kicking your ass” talk. (Especially if Ryder’s been good with keeping up with everyone and is close with the whole team by this point.)

   I actually feel like Jaal would sorta like Reyes…? I’ve seen his romance route (and sorta wanna romance him, but it’s gonna be a struggle) and I feel like though Jaal wouldn’t appreciate Reyes’ tendencies to lie… He also might allow some wiggle room if it was to keep Ryder safe and uninvolved with whatever the strange human was getting himself mixed up in.

   He still has his fists ready, though. Nobody hurts Ryder without the entirety of the Tempest crew getting a say in it. They just really love this Pathfinder who’s brought them all together and they’re saving the freaking galaxy together, like… Yeah.



Presenting one of the nerdiest things I’ve ever spent three hours on: 

Fordese. Exactly as seen in Journal 3, but as a font. You too can confuse your work partner, twin brother, and dream demon arch-nemesis by simply typing on the keyboard as normal, no pen needed!

I must thank @picnokinesis and the fics they wrote in code for putting the random inspiration in my mind to do this, ahahah. XD 

The font includes all coded letters from A-Z, both in uppercase and lowercase. (They’re both the same, though- I just figured it wouldn’t hurt to double up.) It has a full set of numbers, and the most common punctuation. Some of the letters are annoyingly close to each other, but it couldn’t easily be helped. 

But hey, if anyone actually uses this and makes a post, please feel free to tag me in it so I can see! And if anyone tries this out and there’s any major issues with it, let me know and I can try to fix it! :D

You can find the font right here!

I wish I could read a book on what it would take to get you to fall in love. And I wish I could download an app that told me when you were happy or mad or jealous or confused. And I wish I could look up at the stars and they’d tell me what to say to you and when to say it. Because you’re a little too complicated for someone who likes things simple and I know you think I’m good at solving puzzles but I need something- just one thing- to be a little bit easier right now.

White Day  ♡ (˘▽˘>ԅ( ˘⌣˘)

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A: But… Still… You… Have… To… Live…

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