passion trap

I need to escape the four walls I’m trapped in right now. Not the walls of my room, or different classrooms. The walls keeping me stuck in time, preventing me from traveling, experiencing new things and falling in love with the world. I know time is passing, but it might as well be standing still because nothing is changing and each day is part of the same monotonous cycle.

I. Her eyes are like stars.
Sometimes, even though they’re so dark, they shine.
They’ll shine when she’s excited, and trust me,
her eyes will be the most beautiful thing
you have ever seen.
Don’t let her go.

II. Her voice is sweeter than honey.
It’s not perfect, no, it’s far from it.
But she has so much passion trapped in her,
and love is seeping in her voice.
Whatever you do,
don’t let her go.

III. She loves to write.
Her words are spilled onto the pages,
and even though you know they’re all meant for you,
you’re still curious.
Because her love for you is extraordinary,
don’t let her go.

IV. She loves you.
She loves you, she loves you, she loves you.
Don’t doubt her, because if she says she loves you,
she really does.
Please don’t doubt her.
Don’t let her go.

—  never let her go | a.m

*markiplier starts playing oneshot*

me *kneels and fold my hands* Dear father in heaven please dont let the millions of people seeing the videos hate on it by saying it’s an Undertale clone, because it’s a beautiful, clever game in it’s own right made by incredibly talented, clever, artistic people, and the original version that changed my fucking life came out in 2014

House Party Playlist
  1. Wake Up - Arcade Fire
  2. Icarus - Bastille
  3. Do The Rump - The Black Keys
  4. 1991 - Crystal Castles
  5. Thinkin’ Aboutchu - Dan Croll
  6. i should watch tv - David Byrne and St. Vincent
  7. Out in Bold - Giovanna
  8. Mirror’s Image - The Horrors
  9. Water - Jack Garratt
  10. The Knife - Kyla La Grange
  11. Stay Awake - London Grammar
  12. Holiday - Metronomy 
  13. Cool Song No. 2 - MGMT
  14. No Medicine For Regret - Mogwai
  15. Show Me The Light - Mystery Jets
  16. On My Way - Passion Pit
  17. Last Nite - The Strokes
  18. London’s Burning - The Temper Trap
  19. Try - The xx
  20. Everytime - Foals

we don’t need no piece of paper from the city hall -> mix

There comes a time when a blind man takes you hand and says, “Cant you see?”

i even included “friends” by mister ed here bc well

and i wrote in the notes, paragraphs of the musics that remembers me the most about these two so i hope you enjoy!

1. Constant Conversations - Passion Pit

2. Friends - Ed Sheeran

3. Slow Dancing In A Burning Room - John Mayer

4. All I Want - Kodaline

5. Uncover - Zara Larsson

6. Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap

7. It Is What It Is - Lifehouse

8. Flapper Girl - The Lumineers

9. Green Eyes - Coldplay

10. Rather Be - Clean Bandit

11. Your Song - Cover by Ellie Goulding

12. The Scientist - Coldplay

13. What’s a soulmate?

To All My Future Almost-Lovers

Look, I’ve been through this before.
More times than I would like to admit.
I am aware that you don’t love me.

I am trapped.

In a world of language
Which does not work the way I want it to
And of people
Who do not see the things I want them too.

Because my passions don’t match my talents
My talents don’t match my passions.

Because I am unable
to vocalize myself
To make people see me.

Because I know you’d love me
If only
I could speak
And you would listen.

Because I have ideas
And intellect
And potential
But you divert your eyes
And keep them set
On a nicer and less blinding view.

Because I care too much
And feel too much
And no one understands.

Because I know you could love me
And you almost do.

Because almost
Is not enough.

But most importantly,
Because I think I need you
Believe you to be vital to my very being.

And one day,
When I learn
To write and speak
To yell and sing
To pursue my passions
Even where my talents may not follow
And to love completely
Without craving something in return

That day I will be free.

OKAY SO i made a post!!! about how artists have style challenges, but there doesnt seem to be anything like that for writers? anyways, i figured id make it into a sort of challenge!!!! im afraid im rather shitty at imitating your work, but i tried my best!!!!!! if youre tagged, (or if you just think this is a cool challenge), feel free to do this with any writers whose styles stand out, or you enjoy!!!!! thanks!!!

i picked a kiss scene, because i felt like it was something that i did decently well, and that kind of set me apart!!! feel free to choose any snippet of your work you feel makes your writing special!!!!!!

My Style:

You were long sober by then, the anxiety melting away at the alcohol in your system, but the moment you kissed him, you felt drunk, dizzy, high on power and the taste of his lips. You were unsteady, knees clacking, hands shaking, so you pushed your fingers into his hair, fisted, tugged, and he moaned, mouth falling open.

The taste of him, you were discovering, was quickly becoming your favorite, and you chased it, tongue probing, reaching to greet his like old friends. He wrapped his arms around you, and you were so full of him, and here, this beautiful moment, two stars meeting, passing by for just a moment, and deciding you liked the view.


You watched his eyes dart down to your lips, and you felt drawn to him, sucked in by some weird gravitational pull. He was on you in an instant, surging forward to kiss you passionately. You were trapped, pressed up against the door, and the way he kissed you was fierce, hungry. You responded with equal force, grinding against his thigh as your lips danced.


You grab his tie, and pull him in, mouth meeting his with a sigh. Your arms wrap around him, and you draw him close, groaning when your tongues meet. His teeth nip at your bottom lip, and you whimper, knees buckling. He pulls away, and you feel his lips on your neck, harsh enough to leave a mark.


He kissed you with surprising force, pressing your back against the door in a single, fluid motion. His hands wrapped around your jaw, and you smiled into the kiss, cheeks blazing.


You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him close enough to feel his breath on your cheek. In an instant he closed the gap between you, hands running down your sides to fist in your shirt. He hummed into the kiss, body flush against yours, and you sighed.


In an instant, he closed the distance between you. One hand drifted to your hair, the other resting gently on the small of your back. He caught your bottom lip between your teeth, and your fingers reached forwards and tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck.


Your eyelids flutter closed as his lips meet yours. The kiss is hesitant at first, but it quickly turns passionate. He pushes you back until you feel the edges of the desk press into your lower back. His mouth drifts lower, and you feel his hands slide down your hips, lifting you to set on the hard surface.

in addition to the people above, im also tagging @angerybisexual @daveeddiggsit @down4usnavy @exhibits-no-restraint @fragmentofmymind @guns-and-baguettes @hamlltvn @l-nmanuel @manuelmirandamn @ourforgottenboleros @ruth-hamilton-delrio @starboydiggs some more crazy talented folks!!!!!!


Almost, Leia realized, had pretty much been the defining aspect of the trip, this emergency evacuation turned desperate escape, turned equipment failure, turned passionate interlude, turned Imperial trap, turned near-tragedy. The only reason it was only almost a tragedy was that they’d rescued Luke from his perch below Cloud City and Han had been taken away still alive.

Of course, Leia and Han’s relationship had practically been built on almosts. If she had a credit for every time she and Han had almost kissed, or for every time she’d been on the precipice of admitting something she’d sworn to herself she wouldn’t, or every time she’d wondered if Han had been on the verge of admitting something himself (he had been, she’d verified later), she’d be able to fund the whole Alliance herself.

Now, as Leia stood in Luke’s room on the medical frigate watching the Falcon take off, she was grateful that she’d finally thrown the almosts to the wayside during their slow crawl to Bespin. As much as she regretted waiting so long to finally take the leap and confront her feelings for Han, she could only imagine how much worse she would be feeling right now had she left her walls up.  If she were standing here knowing that she could have been loved, but had chosen the false safety of her fears. But no, she’d let him in, and she’d finally said the words that she’d felt for years but had never been able to tell him before: I love you. In front of the Goddess and Darth Vader and everybody.

Luke put his arm around her as they continued to gaze at the stars the Falcon had just left behind. Her friend’s presence was comforting. He knew about her love for Han; she’d told him. Crazily enough, after going to such lengths to deny any attachment to Han in the past, she couldn’t seem to stop telling people now.

Something fundamental had changed for Leia. She was no longer willing to settle for almost. Safety was an illusion; there was nothing safe, not anywhere. But safety wasn’t the point. Living was. Loving was. And she was still afraid—“everyone’s afraid, Leia, anybody who claims they ain’t is a liar,” Han had said once. But their love had made her brave.

Alive. Sherlock Holmes.

Requests: 1) Hey Daddy, if you’re taking in requests can we get a Sherlock x trans boy reader? If you can’t that’s fine, I understand you’re busy!; and 2) Hey! Can you do a smut with Sherlock where The reader & Sherlock have escaped a deadly trap & have passionate sex in 221B? Thank you! Youre the best!

Triggers: Smut. Danger. Female genitalia, but male pronouns. To put it in a simpler sense; The Reader has only had top surgery so far for story purpose.

Word count: 1387

Enjoy ;D

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Last one for tonight, #captionthis, taken from last chapter of kissing conundrum (hope doesn’t spoil it for anyone). Almost hoping I could put more than one picture as a cover in website. Credit to @peace-on for her inspirational drawing, and @crackers-me for doing the beta :-)


He looked into her sunset eyes, and she looked into his emerald orbs. Instantly, their souls connected, and something hidden under her stoic facade and his tranquil demeanour began to stir. She felt something strange creep into her chest. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling… in fact it was quite the opposite.

What! Tigress… You’re not gonna do this! Are you crazy?

But it was too late, she was unable to tear her gaze from his mesmerizing jade eyes, the tender gaze he gave her, his strong arms that suddenly found themselves reaching her slender waist. No matter what her brain was shouting, her heart and the rest of her body wouldn’t just listen. They both closed the gap. As soon as their lips touched each other, an electrifying bolt travelled through their bodies, sending an instant shockwave of pleasure. They both abruptly pulled from the kiss, staring at each other in immense surprise.

In a moment of repose, the sound of hooting owls and other feral animals filled up the silence. They both just stared, until their hearts once again commanded them to let go, submit, and proclaim their deepest desire.

Tigress hesitated at first, her heart still slamming against her ribcage. Her cheeks burned with potent heat at the feel of his warm breath and his lips grazing over hers, as if seeking her permission. But something inside her encouraged her to reciprocate, to lean deeper into the kiss. 

She slowly complied, closing her eyes and tilting her head slightly, letting passion and love be trapped between their lips, like a gap of unfilled words that were far too raw and embarrassing to be spoken, yet could not be denied. After a while, both of their paws slipped unwittingly, their bodies entwined in a close embrace. Tigress found herself melted completely into the kiss. 

Everything around her felt so distant, unrelated and surreal. She could only feel the thrilling taste of him on her tongue, tingling every fibre of her body, while taking immense pleasure on the generous proclamation of his love.

Two Door Cinema Club

Beacon (2012)

Tourist History (Deluxe) (2010)

This is a new blog for finding you bands you’ll love based on your favorite bands or genres. The way it works, is to click either a preferred genre and browse the appropriate bands, or if you want to be more specific then you can click an artist from the “artists” page, and see bands with a similar specific sound.

Be with someone who arouses your dreams. Be with someone who sees and honors the raging passion trapped inside of you. Be with someone who endeavors to help you harness that passion, and someone who will stop at nothing to help you set it free. Be with someone who holds you to a higher standard than you do. Be with someone who knows you are capable of more than you even realize. Be with someone who won’t stop demanding that you do what they know it is in you to do. Be with someone who values your dreams as much as you do. And then reciprocate.
—  iammyss , This is what relationships are made for.

Oblivion Playlist

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1. Where’d You Go by Fort Minor | 2. Sierra Leone by Mt Eden | 3. Late Night (Koreless Purple Cowboy Remix) by Foals | 4. (I Just) Died In Your Arms by Bastille | 5. Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap | 6. The Funeral by Band of Horses | 7. Genesis by Grimes | 8. Dust Clears by Clean Bandit | 9. I Follow Rivers by Lykke Li | 10. Constant Conversations by Passion Pit | 11. Holocene by Bon Iver | 12. Spanish Sahara by Foals | 13. The Mother We Share (Moonboots Remix) by CHVRCHES | 14. I’m Good. I’m Gone by Lykke Li | 15. Oblivion by Grimes. 

With the wave of her hand

Title: With the wave of her hand.
Fandom: DCU - Suicide Squad
Pairing: Rick Flag/June Moone.
Rating: T
Warnings: Spoilers from the movie, of course.
N/A: I literally got home to write this after seeing the movie, it was like 4 am when I finished and was too tired to edit and publish, until now. I fell in love with this couple, so I will be writing more about them soon. I hope you guys like this little one!

Title from The Beatles song, ‘Here, there and everywhere’: “Here, making each day of the year. Changing my life with the wave of her hand. Nobody can deny that there’s something there…”, because I think that’s how Rick feels about June.

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Day Three Hundred Thirty Seven.

          In a perpetual state 
Of being here 
         Wishing to be 

                                                                  Somewhere else.