two more days though


#marvelpocweek || day three: favorite mcu female
↳ Daisy Johnson

I was given a gift, and I use it to stop bad people from doing bad things.


trc month } day 13 - otp - c!syaosaku

”But even so I want to get it back… the heart you’ve lost, Syaoran-kun.“

Imagine waiting for Woozi to finish his work so that you two could go on your date.

Everlasting Party - Mystic Messenger Time Loop AU (pt 21)

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Summary: You’re caught in a time loop during the 11 days leading up to the RFA’s party unless you can do… what, exactly?

13+. Small spoilers for an event common to Yoosung, Seven, and Zen’s routes.

Busy week so this chapter’s a little later than usual, but it’s also pretty long. Thanks for reading!

You glance up at the security camera above the door to the apartment as you shift your grocery bags to one hand so you can type in the passcode. Briefly you wonder if you ever make eye contact with Seven when you look at the cameras. Well, you doubt he’s keeping an eye on them 24/7. Maybe he just has it set up to notify him if a stranger comes by or something. The only stranger you can think of doesn’t seem to have any trouble hacking the security feeds, though… Ugh.

There’s a click as the door unlocks and you nudge it open with your hip, using your foot to shut it behind you as you enter the apartment. You flick the lights on and give the desk a wide berth on your way to the kitchen to set your groceries down on the counter. You didn’t buy much – there’s hardly any point in stockpiling ingredients for later – but you do have a few vegetables, snacks, and other foods now. At the very least, you never have to worry about something going bad before you get the chance to use it.

Somewhere deep in your purse, your phone rings. You set down the milk you were about to put in the fridge and dig around in your bag until you find it, barely glancing at the caller ID before swiping to answer. “Hello?”

“It’s me.” His deep voice is instantly recognizable.

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Headcanon #9

Leo, being in college, manages to get a semester abroad to study- in China. He stays with Guang-Hong’s family while he’s there and the two study together. (Though some days it’s more making out than studying). Even given this though, Guang-Hong is frustrated. The difference in their two countries’ ages of consent means that Leo won’t go any further with Guang Hong despite the fact that the Chinese teen has been over the age of consent in China for 3 years. Leo wants to wait until the other is 18, the age of consent in the US, but Guang Hong is making it difficult to hold back. (Leo gives in about a week from Guang Hong’s 18th birthday)


GazettE Gif-a-Day 2016

[103-104/?] Ruki during 13STAIRS [-] 1

In Valor and Faith

in celebration of Nozomi’s birthday, @banditchika​ n I present…..

THE KNIGHT AU!! in which Nozomi is a prospective knight and Eli is her liege lord and gay tension coexists with fantasy elements. yay!

so! this our prologue, the beginning of a project we hope to flesh out and expand, but a fair warning: updates will probably take a while. :’) but we’re trying our best!! enjoy uwu

Word Count: 3965 (whistles into the abyss and beyond)

The oxen’s slow, rollicking pace leaves Nozomi plenty of time to appreciate the scenery as she gazes out from her perch in the wagon, squinting past the dust and dirt kicked up by wheels and hooves. Her roiling stomach and nerves are forgotten in the midst of her awe; Lady Ayase’s lands are absolutely stunning.

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1:35 a.m
I heard a song that made me think of you, but I guess they all do in some way.
1:45 a.m
I can’t even cry anymore it hurts so much, I think my body is in shock.
1:55 a.m
I wonder if you noticed that I haven’t sent more than one text to you in two days, probably not though.
2:05 a.m
I have been staring at my phone waiting for something, even though I know you’re asleep and it won’t come.
2:15 a.m
Does it ever stop hurting, the feeling of being forgotten? I just want it to stop hurting.
2:25 a.m
My hands have typed a text forty different times, but I know better than to send it, you don’t care anyway.
2:35 a.m
I’m just so tired, I don’t even remember how it feels to not be tired anymore.
—  I miss you all the time, but I feel it the most at night when I can’t sleep.