the land of tears

Talking To You

It’s a lot like talking to the stars
So distant
So real
So imaginary
A light in the dark
Scientifically discussed in scholarly journals and second hand small talk

Talking to you
It’s a lot like math
Concrete
Predictable
Intense
Building sky scrapers and bridges
Haunting college students
Drawing perfect circles

Talking to you
It’s a lot like poetry
Raw and random
Humming doo wop
Skipping hopscotch
Abstract and cryptic
With paper lanterns igniting wild fires
Savagely molding 5,000 feelings into two lines
Exhausting
Repetitive

Talking to you
It’s a lot like time traveling
To some Polaroid in a shoebox
To a land before time
To the future
Strobe lights puttering
Tears and smiles
Confetti and neon
Lovers covered in tar and space-age technology

Talking to you
It’s a lot like self-destruction
Quick and final
Explosive and glorified
On some mountain top
Spiraling into sparks and shredded metal
Nervously twitching
Covered in sweat at four in the morning

Talking to you
It’s a lot like a symphony
Structured and sweet
Following law
Peaceful patterns overlaid
Sweeping through the air
Soft and intricate
Making the things we’ve said a thousand times twist into violent revelations

Masterlist
  • J JK | 1 | 2 | 34 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | (Completed)

Rated M+
Jungkook x Reader

Summary

A collection of short stories which describe a toxic relationship; the thrill of life, love, sex and vice.

Mood board/Playlist

  • Radio Chaos | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | (Completed)

Rated M
racer!Jungkook x Reader

Summary

The dark hoodies and jackets they’re wearing hugging and touching their bodies in places every girl is dying to and you find yourself yearning for their warmth. While the unforgiving November wind creeps up your body, you wonder how soothing it would be in the embrace of a notorious boy.

Mood board/Playlist

Pt. 4 preview

Rated M+
mafia!Jungkook x Reader

Summary

“She’s a babygirl Yoongi, and I think I’m in love with her.”

  • The Land of Tears | 1 | 2 | 3 |

Rated M
punk!Jimin x Reader

Summary

He lifts up your skirt and wraps your bare legs around his waist – his jeans too cold, carrying the October rain with them, and it makes your whole body shiver.

Rated M
mafia!Yoongi x Reader

Summary

He was your own porcelain doll – a dark and fucked up version of it, at least

Mood board/Playlist

*Me and my future kids talking*

Kids: Mommy, who was president from 2016-2020?

Me: I don’t remember kids, but let me give you a rundown on what happened at the 2017 Oscars-it was WILD

Inspired by this absolutely angsty masterpiece by @jackalopes-vld

This is really angsty and references intrusive thoughts, so please keep yourself safe.

WC: 1574


Annoying.

He’s not annoying. People like being around him. He’s not annoying.

Good for nothing.

He’s their sharpshooter. He has a purpose.

Worthless.

He’s worth something.

Seventh wheel.

He’s… He is the seventh wheel. There isn’t a doubt about that.

Can’t handle the stress.

He can’t. It gnaws at him every waking moment.

Can’t deal with criticism.

Fuck. It hurts, okay? Not everyone is graceful with that shit.

Useless weight brought along out of pity.

Stop.

Nothing.

Stop!

Just fucking leave.

Please. Please, just stop. Please.

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Admin Smuttyfairy’s updated fic recs!

So it’s been quite a while since I last made a fic recs page. I’ve made this for any of my lovely, curious followers to catch a glimpse (probs more than that) in the kind of trash person I am and what I read (mostly JK w/ a mix of sunshine line & some RM & SG based on others’ recs). 

Also made this for myself just as a reference back to what I’ve read and what I plan on reading~

Anyway, I encourage you all to check out the few writers I have posted here if you haven’t already! 

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ravenclaws, endless oceans.

wit.

wisdom.

intelligence.

that’s what we all think about ravenclaws.

like the eagle, they soar above the land and pick their enemy, calculating how to tear them apart, slowly.

they strive to find the most original, find the most extreme way to overcome their obstacle; or they create a plan that suits them just best. because ravenclaws hold the world in their hands and can crush it in a heartbeat.

but they don’t; they don’t want to take over the planet because the world is interesting and there’s so much to do. because they haven’t discovered all the creatures or found all the plants, they haven’t uncovered the secrets behind the buried whispers of old, ancient artifacts.

or simply, because they have not read all the fanfictions on the website.

there’s so unearth, so much to say and ravenclaws want it all. their hearts crack and cave because not even a lifetime can carry out all the dreams they wish to achieve.

they try, try, try their hardest to fit in the things they love because everything doesn’t last forever. if that means watching netflix until one am before a big test? screw it. because ravenclaws hold the knowledge of creativity and acceptance that even though they are intelligent, being intelligent isn’t everything.

because ravenclaws have learned through anxious times when life became hard. they learned through hunched sobs and heavy hiccups that friends and family and love are crucial to happiness instead of one’s grades and they pity the ones who aren’t content.

because ravenclaws won’t hesitate to shred a person to tears. won’t hesitate to rip them to pieces when they are backstabbed— left in the dust. they know they deserve what they received, but they never fail to create a low, petty competition. because ravenclaws knows that that everything is just a climb to the top, and if they can’t sit on the throne, no one else can. no one can come close.

because ravenclaws are eccentric and quirky and the have the ability to understand why they are the person that they are. because their wisdom diverges into so many rivers and it all leads to one place. acceptance.

because through time, ravenclaws strip away the dirt and the grime from a rock to divulge a diamond. because ravenclaws are striking in a way that no one else is, accepting their own being and being joyous.

because ravenclaws hold the world in their hands simply because they are motivated and competitive and happy.

No Time to Speak

Alright, so, yeah.

The’s one for @lunathewolfwarrior ; so like, buddy, hope u like it, I’m sorry for not killing Keith but I’m weak so yeah. 

The scenario is simple, kay? Based on the titanic’s scene so hey, there it is!

Contains: Hurt/Comfort, slight angst?, Klance, NO ONE DIES OK? Pre-relationship but they are close and mushy, idk man, I told u, there is no logic whatsoever. They were pining and now they are not!

*Twirls fringer* On to the fic already. Enjoy.


Lance puffs another breath and his mouth twitches upward when the faint warm smoke reminds him of ‘dragon breath’, as his nephew would call it.

His not-so-smile drops when another dragon breath comes and mingles with his own, this one fainter and weaker.

Lance’s eyes fall on Keith’s in an instant.

“K-Keith.” He calls quietly, jaw trembling and lower lip quivering along, “K-Keith, come on. It’s - It’s my turn.”

Keith huffs one more time before he shakes his head, shifting in the slightest on the edge of the wooden plank Lance’s laying on top of before tightening his grip on Lance’s hand.

“I’m – I’m okay.” Keith replies after a few seconds in silence, softly and small, “I’m okay, L-Lance.”

He’s not. Lance can see the way his jaw tenses, trying in vain to stop his teeth from clattering. His lips are blue, taking a shade of purple around the corners. His eyelids drop every few seconds, making Lance’s heart to skip a beat every time his eyes stay close for more than a two ticks.

Lance can see the way their intertwined hands shake but he doesn’t feel a thing.

He can’t feel his hand. He can’t feel Keith’s squeeze on his fingers as he tries uselessly to warm him up or the soft brush of Keith’s thumb on the top of his hand.

There’re no more shivers running down his spine, the icy temperature around them taking its hold on them and it doesn’t help that they are not able to get out of the freezing water, thermic suits damaged earlier  and no other way to provide warm but with each other’s bodies.

Lance whimpers quietly, staring helplessly at Keith’s lower body being hidden by the dark waters below them. He leans forward until his forehead bumps against the wooden plank’s surface before raising his eyes once again to meet Keith’s tired ones.

“Keith, pl-please.” Lance pleads, trying to catch the black haired man attention by moving their hands a little, “We - We agreed on switching places –  You can’t just – You need –”

“Hey.” Keith cuts off, gently and softly, “Your leg i-is still wo-wounded. We need it above the - the surface to -to avoid in- infection, ok-okay? We -We agreed on that.”

Lance shakes his head, eyes bright and desperate. “I-I didn’t – You  never said any -anything about you staying on - on the water, Ke - Keith.”

Half of their armor was gone, the thin black suit underneath barely doing any comfort to their cold bodies. Lance had demanded for both of them to be on the only available floating surface around them.

Keith had refused at first, saying that Lance’s leg needed more room and keep it from jolting it too much. The brunet was restless though, something that changed when they tried to balanced each other in the small plank and both of them ended up on the icy waters, aggravating even more Lance’s open wound.

Keith refused to try again, snapping angrily and in concern as he had pushed the brunet up on the plank, ignoring Lance’s complaints, and then he settle himself on the edge of the wood, upper body on the surface while he kicked his legs under water to keep himself afloat.

They haven’t moved since then.

Lance is not aware of how much time has passed; the seconds seem longer, even slower than ticks, and he can’t make his brain to function enough to make sure how long has Keith’s been under the water now. He can’t calculate the damage it will have on him, he doesn’t know how much longer he can survive like this.

“K-Keith.” Lance calls once more time, letting out a sigh when Keith snaps his eyes open at the calling, looking a little disoriented, “You can’t  keep – We don’t know how lo-long – You n-need to – We need to do some- something.”

Keith stays silent and Lance frowns.

“K-Keith –”

“It’s – It’s fine, L-Lance.” Keith reassurance and Lance’s heart aches at the trembling smile on his teammate’s lips, “My –My Galra blood keeps me wa-warm enough. You - You wouldn’t – It’s okay.”

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Headcanon: After they get together, before Lena finds out that Kara is Supergirl. She takes her on all of these vacations, eager to show the world to the woman who has given it to her. She takes Kara to the Colosseum, they kiss at the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris (Kara eats more pastries in France than Lena thought possible) they walk hand-in-hand along the Great Wall of China. Lena also takes Kara to her favorite vineyard, and a private beach she discovered during a break from her mother. 

Lena’s favorite place in the world is the cottage near Mangerton Mountain in Ireland that she purchased in cash and has never told anyone about. 

 It takes only one night of Lena settled between her legs in front of the fireplace, the only sounds in the world their breathing and the crackle from the fire, for Kara to decide that this might be her favorite place too. She thinks maybe her favorite place is wherever Lena is. 

 After Lena discovers that Kara is, in fact, Supergirl. (A misstep by Winn that Alex quickly follows with a smack to his head and various threats) Her eyes widen as the realization hits. Kara has already seen the world, probably even more so than Lena herself. When she asks Kara about it, she pulls her close and says, “Yeah, Lena, I’ve flown everywhere. But I had never really seen anywhere until I was looking through your eyes. I want to explore the rest of the world with you, see everything with you.” Kara pauses, “Can I take you to my favorite place?” The smile Lena gives her, soft and sincere, is all the answer Kara needs. 

 The tears Kara sees in her eyes when they land in Ireland tell her that she was right. Her favorite place is with Lena. 

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Stormfly bounds into Astrid. Grump lands ON TOP of Gobber, flattening him. Relieved to the point of tears, Snotlout and Fishlegs race towards the expectant Ruffnut… and then right PAST her to embrace their dragons. Barf dips his head in to console [Ruffnut]. She hugs him. Belch looms in for some affection, but Ruffnut pushes him away and into Tuffnut who glowers back at her. Skullcrusher approaches [Hiccup], without an owner to reunite with.

anonymous asked:

YOUR WINK IS A BLESSING? I can't wink for shit omg? Your wink looks like a movie wink? Like?¿ how do you even wink?

Sirius: The trick to winking successfully is to act like a fly has landed in your eye and is now swimming in your tears… so you have to blink said eye to get it out… 

Sirius: … Wait… shit… that looks creepy af… don’t do that… 

The trick is to pretend that someone has attached a small thread to your top eyelid… and is tugging it forcefully down… like a window shade. 

Sirius: Fuck… Doll eye! DOLL EYE!!! 

Sirius: ……………….. Guess it’s just kind of luck of the draw?

Sirius: *grins* Ha… kidding. I’m just amazing.