just had feels

Whatever you do don’t think about how today, isak refused to wake up this morning. How he burrowed a deeper into even’s side, staying safe in his warmth. Don’t think about how later, after giving each other many sleepy kisses they got up, and decided to go for a walk, with no real destination in mind. Don’t think about how gently they were holding hands as they came across a market, meandering slowly through the stalls, until they passed one selling flowers. Isak stopped, unable to take his eyes of the peonies, whispering “they’re so big” with so much wonder. Don’t think about how even bought isak a bouquet of peonies, who rolled his eyes but clutched the flowers tight in his free hand, not letting go of even’s hand the rest of the way home. Don’t think about how isak found the perfect, makeshift vase and set the flowers in the middle of the table, fidgeting until they looked just right. Don’t think about how he kissed even senseless saying thank you, even though even insisted it was nothing because anything that could bring a smile like that to isak’s face was worth it.

Clexa Headcanons

·         Clarke loves drawing Lexa. We know that. All soft edges, all beautiful features, and tattoos and scars that remind her of who she is.

·         But Lexa? Lexa writes. She collects little memories of Clarke, of their world, of their shared life, in a little leather-bound notebook, and when she’s away on a meeting, or when Clarke is on a short trip to Arkadia, she likes to reread it, in the quiet of her candlelit room. And she always, always smiles. This small, content smile that she never thought would appear again.

·         When Lexa has nightmares, her back sticky with sweat and her brows furrowed, Clarke soothes her with her calm, steady touch, and sings to her in a quiet, raspy voice.

·         Clarke tells Lexa about her father. Reminisces about their little stolen moments (when he taught her to play chess, or when they would read books together, enacting the dialogues in the most ridiculous voices), glimpses from her memory almost visible, nearly palpable when Lexa looks at her with such love and understanding.

·         Abby warms up to Lexa – not at first, not when their mutual trust is still very fragile. But later on. And one rainy evening, when she tells Clarke she’s never seen her that happy, and that she knows the way Lexa looks at her, because she saw it in someone’s eyes, too, not that long ago… they both cry. They also both sleep lighter that night, as if someone lifted a weight off their chests.

·         Lexa talks to Abby. She’s the Commander, she shouldn’t be afraid of anything, but when she makes the decision and waits for Abby in her room, her hands are shaking.

·         Abby agrees and supports her wholeheartedly. She’s proud of Lexa. She doesn’t say it.

·         The wedding is a quiet event.

·         But when their people do find out about the marriage, Polis is vibrant with festivities, people dancing and singing on the streets till the break of dawn. It lasts for three days, but the collective feeling of joy is tangible even weeks after.


                                                 stammi vicino, non te ne andare
                                             stay by my side and never leave me

                                                                     aria / duet

Hello yes my heart is ready to be taken


so I composed a song that’s, well, langst inspired, lol, and it’s set in his perspective, mainly about his homesickness and feeling inadequate…


away in the vastness of space

light years away from the clear blue beach

and the familiar scent of sea spray

the sunrays settling on my face

sound of home’s lively chatter

and my mother’s warm embrace

if i close my eyes

I’ll be carried back

to earth, to home

to the very place i miss

I’m here, away in space

given a role i’m scared i can’t play

what is the significance

of my presence here

I’m unexceptional

so easy to replace

if i were back home

maybe i wouldn’t feel this way

if i close my eyes

I’ll be carried back

to earth, to home

to the very place i miss

yeah, I wanted to do something but, I can’t write fanfiction for shit or make funny text posts or come up with mind-blowing theories, so here’s my contribution to the vld fandom, lmao.

link to soundcloud here! it’s available for download just be sure to open soundcloud while in the desktop version of the page!! <3

It occurs to me that the reason Todoroki is so chill about Bakugou throwing giant fits is because he’s already faced worse at home and he knows what bluster vs. an actual threat looks like

i draw joseph and caesar casually a lot when i’m bored 

“Love Me” by Yiruma

Manila traffic gets worse with each passing day. I doodled this in the car ride home and it came out pretty okay, so I decided to post it here! But come on Cheritz, this man is so bloody blessed, its unfair. Musically-inclined people are goals;; I can’t sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star to save my life.

If you’re curious (youprobablyaren’t), the first three days of school were chill, but I can see it escalating pretty quickly. Not too long before I’m basically Jaehee, just y’all wait and watch me scrambling to submit all my science reports on time.