if i let myself care

fuck you 2016, but also thank you 2016
fuck you for making me feel weak about myself, but thank you for allowing me to repair myself to become better
fuck you for letting people leave my life but thank you for allowing me to realize those who stay are worth fighting for
fuck you for letting stress take over me for months, but thank you for allowing me to realize that i should always take care of myself first 
fuck you for letting me cry with sadness, but thank you for allowing me to cry with happiness
fuck you 2016, but also thank you 2016 

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Based off this post

Roxas didn’t really get much affectionate physical contact beyond like shoulder pats so I’m sure hugs are very foreign to him its kind of sad to think about

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Sure beats the heck outta the name I’ve been using for her ( ’-_-)

ey yo what if yoko like

drives down full speed towards zarc

takes one good look at him

and then she just like

“i’m not your mom, and you sure as hell ain’t my son, but you sure as hell bout to give him the fuck back”

Every Shade Fades to Gray

I started a story last week that’s supposed to be a continuation of season 3 from Even’s POV. I posted the first week all at once but now I think that I’m going to post the updates in “real time” throughout the week. I’ll still post the full week on Friday on A03.  

Week 1: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9162745/chapters/20804782  

MORNING

LØRDAG 9:14- ISAK’S APARTMENT

7.01.17

Even stretched, reaching up to rub his eyes, introducing movement into the stilled surroundings, the room stale from the static night. He rolled onto his side, facing Isak, who was laying on his back, one arm hanging off of the bed. Even watched as his chest rose and fell, his lips parted, completely at peace. He still couldn’t believe that he was actually here, lying in bed with this perfect boy, who somehow still wanted him here, even after everything. Even wondered how long he had left before Isak realized that he didn’t want to deal with him anymore, but quickly pushed back the thought, not prepared to try and convince himself that everything was fine right now.

Even sat up, reaching for his phone. He was immediately struck by the sharp, contrasting cold of the room, the blanket and Isak’s radiating body heat no longer there to keep him warm. He looked around the room, his eyes falling on a gray hoodie crumpled on the floor against the foot of the bed. He bent forward, grabbing it by the sleeve and dragging it into his lap. It’s the same hoodie that Isak wore the day after their first kiss. Even smiled at it fondly, pulling it over his head, breathing in Isak’s smell. He picked up his phone, remembering why he sat up in the first place.

He turned on the video, carefully angling it to capture the way the gold morning rays playfully skipped along Isak’s features.

“My beautiful,” he whispered.

“Hmm?” Isak stirred, turning towards Even, eyes still closed.

Even set down his phone, “Nothing,” he smiled softly into the word, scooting down and wrapping his arm around Isak, who immediately curled into Even.  

Isak’s eyes opened gently, and he lifted his head, looking up at Even through his eyelashes, “Morning,” he muttered, his eyes closing again as he laid his head back down on Even’s chest.

Even watched Isak falter between their present and sleep, his mouth twitching slightly, his nose sniffling.

“Stop staring at me,” Isak muttered, still not looking up, face buried in the soft gray fabric.   

“But I like staring at you.” Even could feel Isak’s mouth curving upwards against his chest, a muffled huff escaping his lips as he settled further against Even’s body, deciding that it was far too early to wake up.  

Even leaned over, kissing the top of Isak’s head, letting the kiss linger, Isak’s hair tickling his cheeks. The light spilling through the curtains cast shadows throughout the room, and Even captured them with his fingertips, swirling them into patterns that gently skated across Isak’s shoulder. And so he lays there, holding Isak, tracing stories onto his back, watching the sun travel up the skyline.

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me @ god: are you seeing this?
god: unbelievable

ft. wolf’s angelic smile

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“You sound so much like your father,” she said. “He offered to stop the tide for me once. He offered to build me a palace at the bottom of the sea. He thought he could solve all my problems with a wave of his hand." 

"What’s wrong with that?" 

Her multicolored eyes seemed to search inside me. "I think you know, Percy. I think you’re enough like me to understand. If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself. I can’t let a god take care of me…or my son. I have to…find the courage on my own. Your quest has reminded me of that." 

…..

A steely look of anger flared in my mother’s eyes, and I thought, just maybe, I was leaving her in good hands after all. Her own. 

I’d like to address something. Recently @sweatypidge has been receiving horribly rude asks and I know it is from my followers. She is my best friend and practically my sister and it is unfair and unacceptable that anybody would put her down to bring me up or vice versa. At this point, I have anons blocked and she deleted her tumblr app. Stop comparing us. Stop asking her questions about me. Stop trying to turn us against each other–it is not going to work. It is the end of the semester and she is very stressed and doesn’t deserve this. I hope this is clear and the issue no longer persists. I’m sorry for being so harsh but I care about her–and myself–too much to let this happen.

Since it is Valentine’s day I want to let everyone know how much I love and appreciate them. The Gotham community has been so kind and so welcoming to me. Even though I am new, you didn’t treat me any different. You have brought me up while I was down, you have sent me so many kind messages, and been so supportive. I was told we are a family, and I am so thankful to be apart of it.

@baskervilleshund and @okimi79 you were the first Gotham blogs I started following. You helped bring me into this crazy family of ours. Every time I looked at your blog it made my day and always put a smile on my face. You helped me through stressful times and helped me stay positive. You motivated me to turn my blog into a safe and positive place, just like yours. You are the moms of the fandom, and we all love you. ♥

@m4dh4ttey266 you were the first person in the Gotham fandom to follow and befriend me. Even though I was awkward and shy, you were still so kind and so loving. You are so incredible and so talented, I am truly blessed to have you as a friend.

@zsaszmatazz Your stories make me so happy and I enjoy reading them so much. You are my biggest inspiration. You gave me the confidence to write again you motivated me to be better. If it wasn’t for you One Year Exactly would have never been written, I never would have found the love to write again. I’ve been given so much support for my story and so much love has come from it, and I have you to thank for it. You are my senpai and you mean so much to me.

@riddlerbird Lee, you are like a big sibling to me. You are so kind and so thoughtful. You have listened to me when I have been emotional and you have helped me through difficult situations. Anytime we talk it makes my day better. I appreciate it so much and I can never repay you for it.

@talkriddletome Gracie, you already you mean so much to me. You are so kind and so full of love. People have tested you and tried to bring you down, but you always stand right back up. You stand by what you believe in and you show so much support. When you love something, you love it with all your heart. You protect people you hardly even know, you stand by others who need it. You are a true inspiration and a real role model for this community. You told me we were a family, and I feel blessed to be apart of it.

@endless-nygmobblepot Ella, my Eddie. I love you so much, you are the best friend I’ve ever had and I never want to lose you. I don’t know how to even begin to express how much you mean to me. You pulled me out of a dark hole of loneliness, you where there when I needed you most. I’ve told you things I’ve never told anyone else, I trust you more than anyone. You understand me, and you are always here for me. You have stayed up late with me when I needed to talk, you have looked after me and done things nobody has ever done for me. I would give you the very stars in the sky if I could. You are the sun on my cloudy days. I can be bawling and you still manage to make me laugh. I have so much to thank you for. If it wasn’t for you I never would have met all these amazing people, I wouldn’t have the confidence to try to make friends again. You are so easy to talk to, and I will never be able to express how much you mean to me. You are my best friend and I would be lost without you.

I also want to thank you @csheary you have been my friend for three years now, and I love you like a sister. You were the first person on this site to talk to me, you were the first person to welcome me into the Hobbit fandom, and you were the first person to show me kindness after what I went through. You are an amazing friend and a kind human being. I know we haven’t talked much these last few months, but I will always care about you and you will always be one of my best friends. You have a special place in my heart, and you effected my life in such a positive way.
going on (short ??) hiatus