so i am taking you all down with me

I know what you see when you look at me: long ears, a pretty face and bunch of scars. In this or different order. But rest assured, I am more than all that and you will be convinced about it quickly. If you’re particularly stubborn, with a blade of my dagger. How about that?

Finished the game yesterday! Template by lovely hchomgoblin >>here<< Gonna write hist story in a day or two, because it’s long and detailed and I want it right.

Pick which fic I work on today!

All right, I’m in a better place than I thought I would be with my MSBB piece, so I’m going to take a break from it today and work on something else…if I can decide which piece to work on.  Which is where you come in - help me decide which story to work on?  Pretty please?  I have narrowed it down to three stories:

 - Steve/Darcy, the next entry in the Dreams series (which is going to be another vignette/chapter collection).  This chapter is actually fairly close to finished.

 - the Peggy/Steve AU canon divergence fairy tale based reunion story. Nowhere near finished. This is going to be an epic tale that I’d like a few more pages written of before I even think about posting.

 - a story that’s basically OT3 (Steve/Darcy/Bucky) smut and silliness.  Surprisingly close to complete now that I think about it.

Whichever one has the most in a couple of hours (got some stuff to do before writing time) will be the one to work on.  Vote please??

200+ followers - Thank you!

I gasped when I saw that I had reached that milestone this morning! I was originally going to do a follow forever, but as I wrote I kinda realized that I would only feel horrible for leaving out someone or maybe forget someone, and I know the feeling of being left out of follow forevers ect– I’m too nice to select a few to write things about, and to write about every single one of you would take days.

So instead lets do a ramble about how grateful I am instead! I’m already in tears due to all the kind words you’re throwing at me today, I take every to heart and cherish them highly. For me it is just as much joy to spread good words and nice things than it is to recieve them, I like to give and never expect anything in return. So I’m just gonna say that I’m forever grateful, and I’ll continue to look at your sweet words when I’m feeling down.

Since this is going to be a wall, knowing me, I’ll just put it under a read more. THANK YOU TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, I LOVE YOU.

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despite all the pain, there are so many things i’m grateful for:
  • my father, who listens to be cry and scream and hyperventilate at 2 am and reminds me in his wisdom that all i have to do is take it moment by moment, hour by hour, day by day. reminds me of the unbreakable kimmy schmidt where she says you can stand anything for 10 seconds at a time - so i’ll take a deep breath for these 10 seconds and focus on getting through those. and in another, i’ll focus on those.
  • my momma, who drives down to see me and take me shopping and treat me to lunch despite her own chronic illness and responsibilities. she loves me and i love her and it’s going to be okay
  • my boyfriend, who sits on skype with me for hours and hours, telling me stories and just listening to my breath because he loves me so much and knows how painful it is for me to feel alone right now and does everything in his power to ease that just the littlest bit
  • my friends, who call me multiple times in the middle of the night because they received one text asking for support and they don’t want me to struggle alone
  • my cats. even though they’re not here, i can feel they’re furry little selves curling up into me and badgering me non-stop for treaties and cuddles
  • i’m at an incredible university surrounded by incredible professors, classmates and opportunities. despite every fiber of my being which screams that i’m not capable, i am. the evidence is to the contrary - sure this could be the first time i fail all my classes and find out i’m actually stupid but that hasn’t happened this far. i am here for a reason and that reason is to learn and grow and be challenged
  • i got through this night/day/week without behaviors despite a lot of urges and overwhelming feelings. that in and of itself shows me that this time is different. i am no longer the girl who cannot cope - i am coping. coping is painful and challenging and much worse than my ED in a lot of ways but ultimately, it’s life. because like my mom always says, life isn’t meant to be easy and we all just have to find ways to make it through and embrace it
  • the last one is honesty - i am the most raw and honest right now that i ever have been in my entire life. six months ago i would have never called my dad to tell him i’m homesick and terrified - i would have stuffed that down. i wouldn’t have texted my friend that i’m scared and need support. i wouldn’t have told my roommate that today was a hard day. honesty and vulnerability are so fucking beautiful and valuable in my life. i’m so proud of my ability to be open about my feelings rather than let them control me 
  • day by day, i’ll make it through. one step at a time. 
Secrets of the Pyramid (EXO Pick Your Path)

I am so happy that you all liked the BTS Pick Your Own Path- Garden of Evil (X). So I decided to write an EXO Version. It was a little harder because there is nothing that really comes in 9s, like the deadly sins, so I chose to go with Egyptian Gods (something I am very interested in). It is not as… sexy as the BTS one, but I hope you all like it nonetheless. Please let me know what you think<3

-Admin Kat

The sun was beating down your back as you walked towards the pyramid. You were excited to finally be taking apart in your first archaeology experience. This was your first time traveling to another country, and seeing as how it was Egypt, you could barely contain your excitement. You walked up to the pyramid, looking at the campsite before it. “Ah, you must be the last student, (Y/N). I hope you managed to find the site easily.” Your travel guide said as he greeted you. You happily shook his hand, staring around you at the gigantic pyramids. The sun glistened on the several pyramids that surrounded you. You had never thought that you would actually see one in person; let alone explore one.

You watched as the other students made their way from their drop off points. Because of the delicate instruments you would be using, it was important that the sand does not disturb them. Luckily, it was a fairly windless day, so the only thing that needed to be kept in account were the large jeeps that the students would be arriving in. That was the reason the drop off point had been moved a few miles away; not wanting to cause any more trouble than needed.

“Welcome to the Pyramids of Abu Sir. Today, we will be traveling into the largest of the fourteen pyramids. Be sure to stay close to each other. These pyramids are known for their several booby traps, dead ends, and especially their trap doors. It would be easy for an inexperienced traveler to find themselves lost within the twists and turns of these ancient mazes.” Your professor instructed the group. He began handing out the flashlights and other tools that you would be using to excavate the tombs without causing any real damage.

The group of thirteen followed the guide into the main temple; taking the steps in long strides. You could feel your stomach churning with both excitement and nervousness. This would be the beginning of what could possibly be your job for the rest of your life. You needed this to go perfectly. The smell of the tomb his you like a cement wall. Musk, dust, sand, and lantern oil filled your nostrils. The pale brownish-yellow walls were lined with both torches and oil lanterns that hung, secured by hooks. You looked at the walls. Even at the entrance, they were already pained with several hieroglyphics. You trailed your hand over the figures, trying to think back to your classes in order to decipher the messages.

“These pyramids were created during the fifth dynasty. Although there are fourteen, they are made with the least amount of precision. It is unknown if it is due to the declining royalty or…” You silently listened as your instructor droned on about the construction of the pyramids. Instead, you continued to walk down the winding hallways, keeping your hand close to the wall, and reading the intricate characters. You took a turn, listening as your professor’s voice grew further and further. It was not until you could no longer hear him that you looked up from the wall and stared around you. You were standing in a pitch black hallway; the lanterns and torches having not been placed in this hall.

You moved your flashlight away from the markings it had been fixated on and looked around. You looked behind you and found that you could no longer see the light of the lanterns. You looked ahead of yourself and found nine large paintings before you. You instantly recognized them as the Gods and Goddesses of Egypt.

You took a small step closer to them. The sudden urge to touch them overwhelmed you. Your feet numbly carried you closer to one in particular. The image of…










This isn’t goodbye.
It’s a reminder of goodbye’s existence,
the pit stop before the fork in the road,
pausing the movie for a bathroom break in the thirty minute stretch before the credits.

And I think our story is going to be a series,
but the next book is yet to be written.
There’s a blank slate of time where the words are coming together.
I’m trying to take comfort in the silence,
but all I can hear is lonely lonely lonely.

The future is so close and real and possible and I know you can feel its fingers intertwining with yours,
let it pull you where it will.
I hope that you’ll let me know when you two have found a place to settle down,
so we can start the next story.
I am always armed with ball point pen fingers and metaphors,
I hope we can do this biography justice.

Not all our adventures are going to be “ours”.
Some will involve people that are the farthest from each other that any human could possibly be.
But you are a part of me, so the journeys are always going to be ours in the end.
I will use the prettiest words to paint a moving picture that will always make you feel like you’re living the moment with me.
And I hope you think of me when you feel your heart race as you jump into the next first time.

I think our paths have been mapped out to intertwine.
Let’s enjoy the loops as they come.
And it’s not a goodbye,
you’ve just crossed a hill I’ve yet to come to.
When the stars feel too vast, and you need a light, just to not feel quite so alone.


My love is in your back pocket, always.

—  i didn’t cry until i reached the front door, give me some credit, (8/16/15)

“You know what’s funny?” Everything from it’s expression to it’s tone was the perfect picture of casual, as it spoke to the person nearest to it. “Everyone in charge probably thought that this would actually work. It was stupid, really, to assume that keeping the student body in the gym would somehow keep everyone safe,” it chuckled darkly, “And now, all it’s done is make it so much easier to take us all out at once. Great plan they had there, right?”

dear racist fucks:

firstly i’d like to begin by saying, y’all have no right to be telling me to “go back to my own country” as i was born and raised in England. Sure my parents aren’t british, but they both work as doctors and they add to the british economy.

Secondly, just because i have dark skin does not make me a “paki”. Non of my family are from pakistan. In fact i’m not even asian. Non of my family are. So don’t just assume that all brown people are either indian or from pakistan.

i am literally sick of racist comments thrown at me. It’s the 21st century and yet still people judge others down to skin colour, gender, religion and sexual orientation. Like oh my gosh, i’m sorry that “foreigners take ‘your’ jobs” as you sat at home on your fat ass milking money off council tax.

today, i was walking home with my mother minding our own businesd, when some car drives past us, with an over weight balding man screaming “oi, you fucking pakis” and i have literally put up with this shit ever since i was a kid…

i’ve had random people, strangers, teachers, students treat me like crap because i’m a muslim, treating me like crap because i wear s headscarf. can we all just stop with the racism. Can we all try to be nice to each other no matter what skin colour, or gender or sexual prefrence. let’s all just try and be fucking nice. 🎈

actualhipstersteverogers asked:

Zimbitts/1 <3

1. Things you said at 1 am (Jack/Bitty)

(This is literally me right now, so bear with me)

Bitty was sitting out in the Reading Room looking up at the stars, when Shitty climbed out of Bitty’s window. 

“Is this where you’ve been all night? Never thought I would see you living the Reading Room life, Bits.”

Bitty snorted, ducking his gaze down to his knees that folded neatly up against his chest. 

“I’ve just been out here enjoying the fresh air and the stars. What’re you doing up here?”

Shitty slid down the outer wall of the Haus to take a seat near Bitty, “Recon mission to make sure you knew that your timer is going off.”

He waved his hand nonchalantly, “Oh that’s just so I know the dough has been chilling long enough, it’s no emergency.”

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If You Will (10/?) -- Dejavu

Summary: Michael is an unpresented wolf from a pureblood Alpha Family. After being forced out of his home by his mother, he sets on a path to find his mate, what he gets is not what he could have expected.

Warnings: a/b/o dynamic, werewolves but like…not really.(attempted assault)

IT’S BACK!!! I’m sorry for the wait, but inspiration has crept back in recently so here I am with the wolf boys all over again!

For observant people yes, chapter 10 already happened, yes I took it down–no it’s not the same. Different ending, something to channel the fic in a different direction than it was going before. I hope you guys can forgive me for taking so long, and I really hope you like the new ending!

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anonymous asked:

I notice that you always frame yourself as in the right and the victim. Is it so wrong to consider that you may have fucked up a little and just say so? You never want to back down, even when you're wrong. I'm sorry people are taking things too far.

Except that people call me out all the time and I apologize profusely and admit when I’m wrong. like I literally just did that last night. but I am not in the wrong here

and you’re not sorry, otherwise you would not have sent this.

  • “Take a good look at what I’ve become." 
  • "I’m trying my best." 
  • "I’m afraid of shutting down tonight." 
  • "I don’t think I will make it through the night." 
  • "Can’t you see the change in me?" 
  • "So just trust me, you’ll be just fine." 
  • "I need your trust just for tonight." 
  • "Reach out your hands and tell me what you feel." 
  • "This is not just all in your head." 
  • "I can see the doubt in your eyes." 
  • "If we don’t bend then this might break." 
  • "Don’t you shut this down." 
  • "Before you came around, I was lost and out of place." 
  • "Please stay." 
  • "I give it time but it never seems to end." 
  • "Don’t you try to run right now." 
  • "I can’t help myself from the things that you do." 
  • "You’re killing me right now." 
  • "I love the things we do when it’s just me and you." 
  • "You give me something to talk about." 
  • "You give me something to think about that’s not the shit in my head." 
  • "Who let you in?" 
  • "Never thought that I would feel like this." 
  • "It’s my soul. It isn’t yours anymore." 
  • "Darling, you can’t stay." 
  • "Haven’t you heard? I’m not yours anymore." 
  • "But simply calling out sins don’t bring you closer to God." 
  • "Don’t think I didn’t notice." 
  • "You’ve got it all wrong." 
  • "And all you ever do is turn me down." 
  • "Can you hear me?" 
  • "You can’t cheat death when you’re digging your own grave." 
  • "You’re out of line." 
  • "What you give is what you get." 
  • "It’s hard to find life in something that’s already dead." 
  • "It’s hard to say ‘good morning’ when it’s followed with 'goodbye’." 
  • "Darling, don’t be so shy." 
  • "I’ll see you at midnight." 
  • "I swear that I’ll be fine." 
  • "It’s my head—not my heart—that’s strayed." 
  • "I’m sorry I keep pushing you away." 
  • "Why can’t you stay?" 
  • "You struck a match and left me to burn." 
  • "It doesn’t feel right." 
  • "You’ve had me going out of my mind." 
  • "I wanna feel something that’s not the weight of your world in my head." 
  • "I’m growing sick in the head trying to push you out of it." 
  • "I said it and I’ll say it again—I won’t let you in.”

I am starting a back to school series within the months of august and September. I am aware that a lot of you start school earlier or even later than this. But so far these are my ideas inside the series, please message me for any recommendations you would like me to include:
- school supplies
- diy school supplies
- text books
- dealing with stress and break downs
- dealing with procrastination
- note taking (handwritten)
- note taking (digital)
- study methods
- study tips
- how to survive school
IM REALLY excited to do this and i promise you im putting so much effort into all of this, it would be so nice if you could give me feedback ❤️

I know a number of you replied to my post last night or messaged me on here and texted me asking if I was ok. I am! There was a slight virus/scam issue that had me extremely worried so I was in knots about it all night. But things have settled down and after doing some research on it, things are ok now. I just wanted to give a quick shout out to those who messaged me:

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Thank you guys for taking the time to reply and/or message me you guys are amazing and I love you all. Everything is good now my buddies :)


My friend sailorcatbutt was coming over after work. She wouldn’t reply to me, so I decided to go up stairs lay down and play my minigames on my phone to give my back/shoulders some rest time. Then go take that steamy hot shower to relax my everything!

While I was in the shower sailorcatbutt finally got back to me then when she couldn’t get a hold of me and contacted provinite who then also freaked the hell out cause I wouldn’t pick up my phone (I WAS SHAVING MY LEGS YOU FUCKS). So provinite calls sewshibe who live down a couple blocks from us to COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE TO COME CHECK UP ON ME AND MAKE SURE I WAS OKAY.

sailorcatbutt provinite sewshibe

While I am touched by all of your extreme concern for me, I AM NOT YOUR TOTTERING OLD GRANNY WHO FELL AND CAN’T GET UP



harusjiyuu asked:

Hey~ If you're still taking asks for the domesticity meme - I'm not sure what your OTPs are, but if the Sloth Pair is one, then them? (Also, what are your other OTPs?)

Hell yes I am! And Sloth Pair is my OTP of OTPs, so THANK YOU for asking me to do them! Here goes…

who cooks normally?: Mahiru does, obviously. He’s been doing that since middle school, after all. Kuro’s too lazy to really learn how to cook, but once or twice he tried to surprise his Eve with some homemade food and ended up nearly burning down the house. He’s been banned from the kitchen ever since.

how often do they fight?: They bicker constantly. Like, all the time. That doesn’t really count as fighting though; it’s more of an old-married-couple kind of thing. Real fights are rare and usually short-lived because they can’t really stay mad at each other even if they tried.

what do they do when they’re away from each other?: They’re never away from each other. It’s literally impossible for them to be away from each other for more than a couple hours without having to worry for their lives (or Mahiru’s life, at least).

nicknames for each other?: Mahiru isn’t really the type for nicknames, he just calls Kuro by his name. (That’s simple enough. Besides, he’s the one who gave him that name, might as well use it.) The same goes for Kuro most of the time, but sometimes he calls Mahiru “MahiMahi” as a joke (much to the latter’s embarrassment because nobody calls him that anymore). And, of course, they have a variety of names to call each other while bickering, including “lazybones”, “annoying brat” and other nice things like that.

who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Mahiru, for the obvious reason that Kuro doesn’t have any money. Sometimes he complains about it (especially when Kuro eats a lot or something very expensive) and tells his Servamp to get a job, but he doesn’t actually mean it. He’d probably miss Kuro if he left him alone a few hours a week on a regular basis like Hyde does, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

who steals the covers at night?: Kuro starts out this way. He’s always hogging the covers, leaving Mahiru to take one of three options: a) getting his own blanket and hoping that Kuro won’t steal it too; b) kicking the vampire out of bed; or c) snuggling up to Kuro to keep warm, depending on his mood and how tired he is. Kuro eventually notices and feels bad about it because oh no he’s cold because of me what if he gets sick I can’t let that happen. His solution is to cling to Mahiru instead of the blanket, to make sure his Eve is always comfy and warm. This creates some trouble in the morning when Mahiru wants to get up and Kuro won’t let go of him, but that’s another problem.

what would they get each other for gifts?: Mahiru observes and makes mental notes on the things Kuro wants, such as new video games, seasonal clothes, food, you name it. He also makes sure to surprise the vampire with his favorite food - homemade, of course. Kuro’s gifts are always surprisingly heartfelt. He likes to take his Eve to places where they always wanted to go, and he likes making cute tiny good-luck charms that he can’t give to Mahiru without blushing profusely and mumbling something about how it’ll affect his luck if Mahiru’s luck is bad. Mahiru is almost moved to tears by his Servamp’s adorableness.

who remembers things?: Mahiru is responsible for remembering tiny, mundane everyday things, such as meetups, picking up his uncle at the airport, watering the neighbor lady’s plants while she’s on a trip, and so on. Kuro can’t be bothered with exhausting stuff like that, after all. They both remember important dates like birthdays, holidays and anniversaries, however.

who cusses more?: Kuro. He doesn’t do it often - it’s just that unlike Mahiru, he doesn’t care what he’s saying and has no problem using bad words. Lately, though, he’s been doing it less and less because Mahiru always goes into “scolding mother” mode whenever he does, and that’s just exhausting.

what would they do if the other one was hurt?: Kuro goes absolutely BERSERK. If you even think of hurting Mahiru, better say your prayers because you’ll get utterly destroyed. Once he’s calmed down a little, he asks Mahiru if he’s okay over and over and takes care of him until he’s fine again, all the while grumbling about how stupid he was to get hurt. Mahiru worries about Kuro’s safety first, asking him if he’s okay, then attacking whoever hurt the vampire and chasing them off, knowing that Kuro is immortal and he’ll be fine again in a couple minutes.

who kissed who first?: Mahiru did. It was the night before Kuro’s birthday, and they had stayed up playing video games and talking about random things. A few seconds before midnight Mahiru told Kuro to close his eyes; the vampire was a little taken aback but did as he was told. Then at midnight, Mahiru leaned in, gently kissed him and whispered, “Happy birthday, Kuro.” Kuro blinked a few times, trying to process what just happened, then he pulled Mahiru in for another kiss.

who made the first move?: Again, Mahiru. Kuro is a complete disaster when it comes to human interaction (or human-vampire interaction), and when he noticed his feelings, he started to withdraw because it seemed impossible to him that Mahiru might like him back and he was horribly afraid of hurting and getting hurt. It took Mahiru a lot of time and patience to get him out of his shell and convince him that no, his feelings aren’t one-sided and yes, he deserves to be loved for who he is.

who started the relationship?: Kuro. Mahiru patiently waited until he was ready and dropped loads and loads of hints - subtle at first, glaringly obvious later on. When Kuro finally, FINALLY got the hint and gathered enough courage to confess to Mahiru, the first thing his Eve said was, “Took you long enough.”

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anonymous asked:

you know what, im sorry. i liked you. when you werent a dick about Cis people. Cisphobia isnt okay. nothing that puts another down to bring someone up is okay. Idgaf if you are trans or what. you are acting like a fucking dick. all because a cis person took the role as a pre-transitioned trans boy. so?? jfc. honestly. im sorry that every single Cis person did something horrible to you. have fun in hell. bigot.

oh no… the cis don’t like me… because i, a trans person, am visibly angry about them taking away our experiences and misrepresenting us to a widespread audience to spread further lies about us… and being transphobic pieces of shit… and cis people keep defending them… but alas, i’ve angered the cis… i’m such a horrible person… what will i do without the love of the Cis :(