this might just be


skirts are cool !!

she found eden in the arms of a girl who couldn’t name
any of the flowers she wove through her hair, fingertips petal-stained
from roadside carnations and graveyard daises, a crown
persephone herself would be proud of.

l.s. | finding eden © 2017 


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b a n g t a n - magazine au

flashinghaywire121  asked:

AU where Yuri is a music sensation and Beka is his agent that is in love with him and will do anything for him

yuri writing a love song for him and, when interviewed about it, explains that its ‘for someone whos been with him through thick and thin’

and otabeks just a mess of “is that me??? ive been with him through thick and thin???? but im just his agent he probably thinks of me as a friend AT BEST but ??? he doesnt have any other close friends aside from viktor and his agent and theyre dating so it cant be them but it cant be me right??? RIGHT????”

*me watching the Inshallah clip for the 50th time*

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the four horsemen of the apocalypse 

mechformers  asked:

Congratulations on your milestone! That is so exciting 😊 If I'm not too late to this, could we possibly get a continuation of the Uliro crave one? *insert the most wobbliest begging eyes you can picture*

(send me a number and I’ll write a micro story using the word or phrase!)

Well I’m afraid I can picture some terribly persuasive wobbling eyes. You’re jumping the queue a little bit, as I have another “crave” request coming up and I wan’t to avoid confusion as much as possible.

A follow up to this.

Shiro wakes slowly, feeling hazy and heavy and a little too warm with Ulaz’s chest resting beneath his cheek and his heartbeat thrumming in his ear. It’s quicker, than a human’s, pumping in motions of three instead of two: ba-da-dum, ba-da-dum.

“What time is it?” Shiro asks, trying to swallow back the gummy feeling in his mouth.

“You have been asleep for three vargas,” Ulaz says. He draws a clawed finger down the back of Shiro’s neck, repeats the action with a curled knuckle when Shiro shivers in response. Shiro suspects Ulaz does these things because he likes to watch him react, likes to categorize the motions that make Shiro tremble or sigh or slump bonelessly against him.

Shiro opens his eyes, blinking at the blurred image of his own hand, curled close to his face and clutching loosely at the front of Ulaz’s shirt. “Did you sleep at all?”

“No,” Ulaz says.

It’s not surprising. Shiro knows that Ulaz doesn’t need nearly as much sleep as a human. But still–

Shiro sits up, ignoring Ulaz’s displeased grumble as he turns to look at him. His bangs are in his eyes, mussed up and curling a little from being slept on while wet, and Ulaz brushes them aside before Shiro can lift his arm to do so himself.

“You haven’t just been watching me sleep the entire time, have you?”

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i’ve been missing my ex like crazy for days now and i haven’t told him but we’ll still snapchat about regular friendly things and this missing you feeling is EATING ME ALIVE. i don’t wanna be weak. i don’t wanna miss him this much. do i really miss him? or do i just miss the feelings?

its weird how language works culturally. i dont just mean like words and their implied meaning (like saying large vs big vs huge and how they all give you a different mental image), though thats something else i think is rad. i mean like how some things can only be understood through shared cultural experience.

like if i wanted to describe my boss, id tell you that his name is brian, that hes from new england and that people call him “bry-bry the tie guy” and he loves it. that he is perpetually cheery in a way that makes me think of the manager of an olive garden or red lobster. not the asshole manager, the manager who is weirdly passionate about his job.

id say that, and i feel like itd give you a very specific mental image that would fit him pretty accurately. and its weird bc like without the shared culture those words would mean nothing.