someone show me how to do that to my eyes

Meeting you was like watching a movie that I’m uninterested with but, ended up being as my favorite. You were ordinary as I saw you for the first time. You entered the room wearing worn out pants, work-appropriate shirt and your gestures showed how nervous you were. I fell in love with your silent face. As time goes by, you introduced me to your paradise. And now, your smile is my favorite part of the day. You are the best scene that I’d watch all over again. You are a divine creation. I never thought I’d lay these eyes off of someone as I do, with you.
Meeting you was such a beautiful encounter. You don’t know how beautiful you are whenever you walk around the room, and you made me feel a little crazy when you smile back at me. Oh, you are clueless how it melts my heart every time and how you give chills right down to my spine. I know, you are wondering why I can’t look straight at your eyes whenever we talk. I just don’t want to exhaust every star that is forming inside. Because you are slowly becoming the universe to them.
Meeting you was something I’d be forever grateful. Your name is my favorite word, looking at you when you’re not looking at me is my favorite habit. Your voice creates lovely symphonies in my head. I haven’t seen such colors like yours before, and I’d be perfect if you paint my life with them. I don’t know if we have met somewhere in my deepest dreams, but I’m glad we met here. If this was a movie, you were my favorite part of it.
—  E.J. Cenita, Meeting you changed my perspective about curly hair
10

How do you know if a guy is right for you? 

You’ll just have to feel it. 

All I feel is my back breaking out. 

You’ll know, okay? You just have to let it happen. And then, probably when you’re not looking, you’ll find someone who complements you.

Meeting you was like watching a movie that I’m uninterested with but, ended up being as my favorite. You were ordinary as I saw you for the first time. You entered the room wearing worn out pants, work-appropriate shirt and your gestures showed how nervous you were. I fell in love with your silent face. As time goes by, you introduced me to your paradise. And now, your smile is my favorite part of the day. You are the best scene that I’d watch all over again. You are a divine creation. I never thought I’d lay these eyes off of someone as I do, with you.
Meeting you was such a beautiful encounter. You don’t know how beautiful you are whenever you walk around the room, and you made me feel a little crazy when you smile back at me. Oh, you are clueless how it melts my heart every time and how you give chills right down to my spine. I know, you are wondering why I can’t look straight at your eyes whenever we talk. I just don’t want to exhaust every star that is forming inside. Because you are slowly becoming the universe to them.
Meeting you was something I’d be forever grateful. Your name is my favorite word, looking at you when you’re not looking at me is my favorite habit. Your voice creates lovely symphonies in my head. I haven’t seen such colors like yours before, and I’d be perfect if you paint my life with them. I don’t know if we have met somewhere in my deepest dreams, but I’m glad we met here. If this was a movie, you were my favorite part of it.
—  E.J. Cenita, Meeting you changed my perspective about curly hair
Lost Part 1

Pairing: Peter Pan x Reader

Words: 1,029

Warnings: smut


My walking turns to running once I realized I’m being followed. I turn into a dark alleyway in hopes to hide behind something, assuming that all alleyways have large dumpsters and garbage lying everywhere. I’ve only been in the real world for a year, and it seems as if everything’s changed, proven by the perfectly clean alleyway with no dumpsters.

“There’s nowhere else to run, (Y/N).”

I whip my head around to face to person after me, “How do you know my name?” I ask loudly, hoping that someone will hear.

“It’s best not to fight me on this.”

With wide eyes and trembling hands, I hold them in the air in defeat, knowing that I have no chance in winning.

“Who are you-“ I ask before a dust is blown into my face, falling my mind into darkness.

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someone: i gave up on ajin the cgi is so bad and ugly lol

me, crawling up to them with tears in my eyes: tHe sToRy, YoU’rE nEGlecTinG tHe sToRy

you know what i want? to be happy. i know that. but what does that mean? how do i get there?

i want to be in bed. next to someone who gets me. someone thoughtful and understanding, whose capacity to love outweighs bitterness in her heart. i want to lie down and look her in the eyes, and run my fingers through her hair. i want us to tell each other about our days as twenty one pilots plays in the background. i want to watch a disney movie with her, probably lilo and stitch, so i have an excuse to show her the stitch stuffed animal i got last month. i want to be held tight like there’s no tomorrow, and nap with her head on my chest. i want to stay up late talking about things like space and identity, but also stupid stuff like how many cheese puffs we could fit in our mouths. i want to drive down to the shore at twilight and just watch the waves with her. i want to do everything i possibly can with her.

i just want to finally be loved by someone as much as i love them.

so i guess that’s what i want. to be needed. to be desperately desired. it’s one of the most selfish things in the world to ask for, a person’s unrelenting devotion. but it’s all i’ve ever wanted.

it’s the scariest thing ever, living life without it.

i hope i find you someday.

Tarzan  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Whoa! Okay. It’s all fun and games till someone loses an eye.”
  • “Come, stop your crying. It will be alright.”  
  • “Put me down! Put me down! —- No, pick me up, pick me up, pick me up!”
  • “For one so small, you seem so strong.”
  • “Why can’t they understand the way we feel?”
  • “Put your faith in what you most believe in.”
  • “Thaaaaat’s IT! I’ve had it with you and your emotional constipation!”
  • “I know everything. Now, where have you been?”
  • “Whatever you do, I’ll do it, too. Show me everything and tell me how.”
  • “I said he could stay. That doesn’t make him my son.”
  • “Come with me now to see my world, where there’s beauty beyond your dreams.” 
  • “They just don’t trust what they can’t explain.”
  • “You may be willing to risk our safety, but I’m not.”
  • “We’re too late! I can’t believe it! If only you had asked for directions.”
  • “Close your eyes. Now forget what you see. What do you feel?”
  • “Are you sure this water’s sanitary? It looks questionable to me!”
  • “No matter where I go, you will always be my mother.”
  • “Oh, I just know there’s something bigger out there!”
  • “Ooh! The horror! It’s gruesome! Hide me!”
  • “What kind of primitive beasts are responsible for this mess?”
  • “Pull yourself together. You’re embarrassing me.”

She’s fighting a battle invisible to everyone around her for all they can truly see is skin on bones and hollow eyes. They cannot see the way her insides twist and her mind kills the thought of happiness. Shutting her down from the inside out but no one stayed around to listen to her scream for help.

What happens when someone shows up? When they ask her to not fall for them, but they cannot see the future but they know it is with her. They simply ask, please do not fall for me. For I am dying and you are my reason for living.

How will that affect their lives after coming into contact with her? The sharp young woman they knew before was nothing but bones laid out in a grave somewhere up north.

—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write

Do you, do you want me?
Do you know how to show, how to show these things?
I just didn’t want to have to ask, I just didn’t want to have to
Least of all people, you

Should you find someone, with whom there’s no shiver or shout
With whom never to assume too much rain or a drought
Scratch your name into her heart, scratch away all the doubt
Scratch my memory from your brain, I’ll scratch her fucking eyes out

I was put together wrong, still I was made for you
When our stitches come undone, we come together like

Do you- Carina Round

That gif is all I have to say to the muggle who rejected me in such hurtful way on sunday. cause you know what?

 it’s YOUR loss. 

Here I am, someone who’s willing to love you with all my heart, someone who stripped down and opened up in the most vulnerable way possible just to show you how much I care about you, how much you matter to me and how much I wanna take care of you and your health. and afterwards you step all over me, my self esteem and my self worth, leaving me feeling like shit?
Well you know what? Fuck you. FUCK. YOU. And also thank you for doing me a favor and showing me the kind of person you really are before things could get serious. Because, honestly, I don’t need, nor want someone like you in my life. I’d rather be single than date someone as toxic as you.

And yeah, maybe tomorrow I’ll be bawling my eyes out in my bathroom floor thinking about this rejection and how much it affected me. But it’s all part of the healing process. And right now I feel good and I realized I don’t need you. So you can go find yourself another girl who may or may not have herpes too or any other STD and who may not be open enough about it to tell you. and god forbid you two have sex and you end up catching whatever it is that she has. Because then, then you will realize what you had in front of you, and it’s gonna be too fucking late to come back. 

anonymous asked:

5'8 pansexual dirty blond hazel eyes anxiety comes at night and makes me get no sleep, I will stay in my room all day on Netflix, walrus is my favorite animal, I think I'm tough but really I'm not, I'm really annoying and I talk way to loud, how do I have friends? Let me talk and I will show you memes and talk about ships. How will I ever get a special someone?

youve got one right here!!! i’d stay up with you at night and tell you it’s gonna be ok, i’d watch netflix with you and scream about shows and memes. i’d find walrus memes and show them to you just to makes you laugh because it’s probably so beautiful to hear you laugh 

send me dating asks?

Wrong; Sherlock x Reader

Requested by Anon: Sherlock x reader where reader gets kidnapped and sherlock rescues. Reader gets angry and asks why do you bother rescuing me and sherlock replies because i love you. Fluff please 💜💜

Someone should stop by my ask box! Not only am I feeling lonely but it’s pretty deary over there! Come say Hi, lets chat!


“Sherlock did you ever pick up the milk John need?” you called from the kitchen turning to look at Sherlock who sat in his chair deeply enveloped in his mind palace. “… Sherlock?” From the chair he grunted, signifying he was listening. “… The milk?” you asked again.

His eyes opened slowly, in an attempt to show how annoyed he was. “Is there milk in the fridge?”

You rolled your eyes and sighed before walking over to the door and putting on your coat. “Well I’ll be out getting milk, then.”

The flat suddenly quieted making Sherlock look around. “Wasn’t Y/N just here?” he thought.

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anonymous asked:

grin? for the wip thing?

Yes! But only three this time. I really need fewer WIPs

Surprised, she forgot about the red rimming her eyes and glanced up at Livan. He grinned down at her, not even a flicker of pity crossing his face at the sight of hers.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he assures her obnoxiously, shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “Maybe you just need someone to show you how it’s done.”

“You do look miserable,” Ginny says, with just the hint of a wry grin pulling at her mouth.

Send me a word and I’ll tell you if it’s in any of my WIPs

EXO REACTION TO YOU BEING ABLE TO DO FIRE TRICKS

KAI

*You told him that this was your special talent and he was amazed*

K: “This is so different..I love it!”

SEHUN

*Didn’t believe you at first, he thought you were saying it as a joke. He was wrong and couldn’t believe what you were doing in front of his eyes*

SUHO

*He got very concerned after you told him you do fire tricks for a living in a circus. He thought it was amazing though, but waited until one of your shows to see it in case of a hazard*

S: “I really wanna see it but I don’t want to burn my dorm down. Problems”

CHANYEOL

*He loved how quirky this was because he never thought he would be with someone who would be able to do this kind of thing*

CY: “I would love for you to teach me but I’d probably die”

BAEKHYUN

*Asked when he would be able to see you do some fire twirling to which you told him that he could come to the next show. He had no hesitation on this whatsoever. The fact he could brag that you were able to do this to other was awesome*

D.O

*Was concerned but also amazed about your talent. He loved that this was so different to what others could do and this made you seem even more special to him even if you did constantly risk  yourself getting burnt*

CHEN

*Starts singing the line ‘I’m on fire’ by Fall out Boy as you do your tricks which you did not appreciate too much*

Y/N: “Well I will be in a minute if you don’t stop distracting me”

LAY

*He got his phone out and recorded you fire dancing as it was one of the most impressive things he had seen. He would show it to people a lot to show them how cool he thought you were*

TAO

*He likes posting on social media and this would have been no exception. He whipped his phone out and uploaded a video of you fire blowing to Instagram for the world to see how talented you are at it*

KRIS

*He would often ask if he could see you fire blow but you had to do it in the right place so you invited him down to the tunnel you would often do it in*

K: “See her thats my girlfriend and yes she is dragon like”

LUHAN

*He would always be a bit worried if he got a message or call from you whilst you were at work, because even though he loved what you did he always thought about the possibility of you getting injured. But he never brought it up because you loved doing it so much you thought it was worth the risks, which he knew where minuscule anyway as you were so good at what you did*

XIUMIN

*Had no idea you could do that and asked you loads of questions about how you got started and what inspired you to do it*

*None of these GIFS are mine credit to the owners*

Things that fuel the insomnia.

I’m scared one day you’re going to see me as I see myself.

One day you’re going to notice that I’m not as selfless as I try to be, and that in fact majority of things I do, I do to keep myself sane.

I’m scared you’re going to witness the true beauty of another and question why my dull hair and my speckled skin could even compare.

I’m scared you’re going to realise I am insecure, I am jealous and I don’t believe I’m worth any kindness someone shows towards me.

You’ll see the ways in which I never got over my past, and the experiences that created me, or patched me together like a coat made of flaws and tragedy.

You’ll notice how my eyes don’t shine bright like they used too and my smoking is more of an addiction that it was before.

That I don’t sleep at night and the bags under my eyes only reflect the sleepless night mare I can’t escape from.

Or that my attachment and dependability on another person such as your self is suffocating but I cannot cope with being alone.

You’ll notice how I starve myself because I don’t feel comfortable in my size 8 skin, yet I’ll moan at the media for telling girls their body isn’t enough of a home to feel welcomed.

But most importantly, I’m scared you’ll notice that you’re worth more than I can offer, these broken bones and empty vase of a soul simply aren’t enough to keep afloat the beautiful structure that is your soul.

I’m scared, and I wish I wasn’t. I wish I could be confident enough for you to never notice these things, and only notice the things you tell me you love. I wish I could give certainty these views would never change.

  • woman: you're more intelligent then the others
  • me: but my grades are only in the middle
  • she: oh sweetie, to be good in school only shows you that you are good in doing and saying things, that someone said earlier and the people believe it because they hate unknown things. But you are special. You don't want to cover your eyes and only see the flowers and happiness. You know how the society really is and you want to change something! You want to help and you don't need it to become something back. You want to help because you like it! And you think about how you will do it and you think about what's wrong and what has to change and YOU FEEL SO HOPELESS BECAUSE YOU ARE 16 AND YOU WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD BUT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW AND BECAUSE OF THAT YOU ARE SO DOWN AND DEPRESSED! BUT one day, you will do something big and great. And girl, that's real intelligence.

So a few people told me to watch the Miraculous Ladybug (and if you haven’t, it’s worth looking at for a moment or two. Nice animation and it sounds pretty in French. Simple plot about a girl who saves France from an evil villain using her powers given to her by a sentient Jellybean or something like that). As someone who wants to write children’s films and television shows I was pretty much down to do it. 

It’s definitely cute. And really sweet. But I will say, there was one little factor that bugged me.

This was my reaction the entire time.


Adrien: [pining away] Who is ladybug.

Me: It’s Marinette.

Adrien: Who could she be!? That temptress of black and red.

Me: It’s literally just Marinette!

Adrien: HOW WILL I EVER KNOW THE NAME OF MY TRUE LOVE!?

Me: OH MY GOD SHE HAS THE SAME HAIR, EYES, VOICE AND MANNERISMS OF THE CHICK WHO SITS BEHIND YOU IN CLASS!

Adrien: LIFE IS MEANINGLESS WITHOUT HER! Oh my love! How shall I ever know who you are!?

Me: YOU SEE ON A DAILY FUCKING BASIS LIKE ACTUALLY SHE’S ALWAYS THERE HOW DO YOU NOT SEE THIS SHE FOLLOWS YOU AROUND LIKE A BUG TO A LIGHT CAN YOU PLEASE JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO NOTICE THAT THAT TINY ASS MASK ONLY COVERS UP EXACTLY NONE OF HER FACE THIS IS THE INCREDIBLES ALL OVER AGAIN IT’S LITERALLY THAT CHICK IN YOUR SCHOOL OMG CHAT NOIR FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST STOP AND LOOK!

Marinette: I don’t like Chat Noir. He’s really annoying and dumb. 

Me: Finally! Someone else notices that he’s not the shiniest knob in the-

Marinette: Not like my true love, Adrien.

Me: Oh screw you. 

You don’t have to soften yourself just so you can love me.

Remember: I am used to sharp edges. The scars that are vandalized all over my skin are proofs that I was touched by things that are not tender. The callouses on my palms are evidences that I also carried the darkness with me. The lashes on my heart show how it has been to places where love do not exist.

I wasn’t born for comfort. My eyes have shed tears more than they have seen sights that aren’t worth blinking for. My tongue has memorized all kinds of bitterness, it started to decline sugar. My feet have stood on grounds that were meant to be shaken and divided, they have learned how to not fall.

You don’t have to protect me from bullets that might be shot at me. I, myself is a trigger ready to fire at anyone that are threatening to destroy me. You don’t have to shield me from the swords that might stab me. I was built for wars and the blood that is running through my veins is a memorial for the people I have failed to become. You don’t have to face the monsters looming in my nightmares alone; I am one of them.

So bring out all the parts of you that are cruel. Unveil all the calamities that are hiding beneath your silence. Unleash all your wicked tendencies and ruthless thoughts. Name all your ghosts and show me the way to your darkness.

Remove all the flowers for what is beauty if it can be snatched by time? Avoid uttering any promise for the fate will eavesdrop and intervene with our forever. Turn off the music for the best song that we can ever hear is playing endlessly inside our chests.

Love is lethal and the world is violent. We don’t have to act like we are the damsel and the prince that are in most stories that we have read. No, we don’t have to pretend like the ones who were written on paper. Let us not make an illusion that what we have is all tender and sweet, all blissful and satisfying. Instead, let us stay in this reality:

There will be times where you will be the winter and I will be an endless monsoon. There will be days where we will feel like solitude is a better company than the kisses that we savor. There will be nights where we will share regrets instead of dinner, throw blames instead of hugs and exchange vindictive words instead of moans.

We will get burned. We will bleed. We will be bruised.

But it doesn’t mean that this is not worth gambling for. It doesn’t mean that you have to swallow your own poison just so you can be with me. It doesn’t mean that we need to conceal the truth lying beneath our tongues just so we can sleep side by side every night.

I don’t need you to reform yourself just so we can be a perfect fit. We are not missing pieces of a puzzle. We are not halves waiting to be completed. We are planets rotating freely in the space. We just have to be ready for the explosion when we collide.

You don’t have to soften yourself just so you can love me.

Just be yourself.

Then love me.

theveryworstthing replied to your post:

this is why you need someone like me around. my betrayal is inevitable and ruthless, but i really think i can do wonders for this whole operation. i’ll leave my application here pinned to lovecraft’s skull with a ruby dagger. an edible arrangement will arrive shortly to congratulate you for making the right choice. i’m sure you’ll make the right choice.

I guess I have no choice but to make the choice that is the Right Choice.

You’re hired. Next time you’re in the office, can you please show me how Instagram works, too. Also any blog posts you can find about training yourself to sleep with one eye open.

I don’t want a girlfriend, i want a lab partner whom i can look into the eyes charmingly, drink coffee with and talk about where we should hide the laser we just fried because we forgot to turn the cooling fan on.