what took me so long to play this one

“My name is Kodiak Veilbreaker. 

I’m Ash Legion, in full service to the Order of Whispers. Some time ago, I was sent on an infiltration mission into Flame ranks. They needed a guy on the inside, a guy good with glamours and illusions so they’d be hard to suspect of foul play, and they decided that I fit the bill.

I… I’m starting to forget what I was meant to be keeping an eye on in the first place. It’s been a long time since I took up post here, and since the debacle with dragons and Scarlet… I haven’t had a handler check in on me in some time. These days, every time one of those Flame Legionnaires opens their mouth…

It’s getting really bad. I could do with an out before I forget who I am completely.”

silver-stargazing  asked:

If you're looking for prompts, some Stan and Dipper bonding is always great! Like maybe playing cards or Stan showing Dipper to box?

Stan taught Dipper how to play Poker, and turns out, he’s really good at it 



stucky musicians au

bucky is a world famous piano player and music composer and steve is the cute guitar playing boy next door who bucky manages to charm into falling in love with him (feat. sam as steve’s enthusiastic best friend)

requested by @opeggycarter

For the Hannah Montana AU
  • Nino: Mari. Mari? Mari.
  • Marinette: *enter daydream, sexy jazz music plays*
  • Marinette: *rushes across hallway, sweeps Chloe and Lila aside with one arm* Move over girls.
  • Marinette: *grabs Adrien by the shirt and pulls him towards her* Listen Chat, and listen good. There's only one dame in the world who's right for a guy like you and you're looking at her.
  • Adrien: *tosses hair* What took you so long, baby?
  • Marinette: Traffic! Now plant one on me and make me remember why I waste my time with you. *pulls him in for a kiss*
  • Nino: Mari. MARI.
  • Marinette: *end daydream* What?!

I was tagged to do this by @live-on-local-dreamer (sorry this took so long)

Rules: tag 10 followers you want to get to know better

Nickname/s: Ty
Height: 5′4/5′5
Time right now: 5:32pm
Last thing I googled: twenty one pilots smiling (I wasn’t disappointed)
Favorite music artist: twenty one pilots
Song stuck in my head: Hysteria // muse (probably bc I just played it)
Last show I watched: I dont know!
Last movie I watched: I dont remember the name but it was really weird?
What am I wearing right now: shorts, my Panic! shirt and a long sleeved button up shirt
When was this blog created: i think it was in July 2015
Kind of stuff I post: mostly top
Do you have any other blogs?: …yes
Do you get asks regularly: no
Why did you choose this URL: its not my favorite but i had to change it so this was the next best one? and bc its true?
Hogwarts house: hufflepuff
Pokemon Team: I dont have one? i dont know?
Favorite Colours: blue, black, yellow, green, white
Number of hours of sleep:  somewhere around 8-6
Dream job: Nurse
Following: 480

I tag (only do it if you wanna!): @justahumantryingtosurvivelife @aimlessgoat @blazingdun @goldenjoshdun @ any one else who wants to do it bc ive forgotten people and i wanna know about you! (I know this isnt 10) 

too-many-fandoms666  asked:


I’m sorry this took so long! I’ve been swamped with work as always, but I’m on a little break, so here I am! :) 

1) What is your #1 favourite anime?

This is so difficult to answer! It’s a very difficult choice between “One Piece” and “Haikyuu!!” but I guess I’ll go with the latter. I actually binge-watched both series, but the pacing of an anime plays a great part in my enjoyment of the series. 

2) Has an anime ever made you cry?

I’ve shed tears for almost every anime… “Your Lie in April” made me cry the most. The ending was so touching and I bawled through the entire final episode. 

3) Which anime made you laugh the hardest?

I guess “One Piece” takes the cake for this one! So many characters in it provide comedy relief! I laughed so much during the G8 arc. 

4) If you could make a spin-off of any anime, what would it be?

Definitely “Haikyuu!!” for a spin-off! I want more Nekoma High School and Fukurodani Academy! Specifically, Kuroo and Akaashi. <3 

5) List your top 5 anime’s

I don’t watch much to begin with… But in no particular order: 

  • One Piece
  • Haikyuu!!
  • Your Lie in April
  • 91 Days
  • Free!

6) List your top 5 anime OSTs

Omg… This is tough! I actually love OSTs very much so this is gonna be quite difficult. Again, in no particular order:

  • Haikyuu!! - “Makko Shobu”
  • Haikyuu!! - “God-like Quick”
  • Haikyuu!! - “Omnivorous”
  • One Piece - “Overtaken”
  • One Piece - “The The The Strongest”

7) Have you ever watched an entire anime in one sitting?

Nope. But if you’re referring an entire season, then yes, I have. If I remember correctly, it was Free! season 1. I was so enchanted with Matsuoka Rin, so yup. 12 episodes in one sitting. WORTH IT. 

8) Who is your favourite anime character?

Oh, you do not tell me to just pick one favourite character… I like so many of them!!! T_T it’s a tie between Roronoa Zoro from “One Piece” and Kuroo Tetsurou from “Haikyuu!!” though! I can’t pick one… *breaks down in sweat*

9)  Name an anime character you absolutely hate

Oh, this is a no-brainer. I actually fucking hate Dellinger from “One Piece” so much! There’s just something about him that freaks me out. 

10) What is your favorite ‘moe’ anime?

I’m not exactly sure what is “moe” anime is… So I guess I don’t have an answer for this. 

Don't ever do that again you shank! (Minhoxreader)

Don’t ever do that again you shank! (Minhoxreader)

Request: Can you makevone like one of the gladers like you and youre close with newt/minho and then the glader threatens him and you step in and things go wrong type thing

Warnings: blood, sadness and cussing

A/n: I hope you like it! I’m sorry it took so long to get out!

“Hey! Y/n! Wait up!” I hear a shout from behind me. I whirl around and see one of the builders, Frank I think was his name, jogging towards me. When he reaches me, his hazel eyes brighten and a cocky smile plays on his lips.

“Hey! Frank, right?” I ask politely, and he just nods.

“Correct.” He smirks

“Ah, well Frank, what did you need?”

“I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out tonight” he says slyly. I didn’t get a chance to answer because a smooth but slightly angered voice interferes.

“Sorry shank. She’s busy” Minho growls to the glader. Frank just glares at Minho and storms off. I sigh and turn around, facing Minho.

“Why do you do this every time?” I say with frustration evident in my voice. His eyes just soften and he chuckles a bit.

“They’re all shanks ok? They’ll just take advantage of you!” He argues with me but I just shake my head in disagreement.

“Yeah there’s no doubt that there are some who wish to do that, but not ALL of them want to.” I cross my arms over my chest and huff. He just sighs and wraps his arm around my shoulders and kisses my forehead.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t help but be protective of you. You’re my best friend!” He says quietly. I just hum into his chest in response.

“I know Min” I say while shooting him a closed mouth smile. He smiles at me and drapes an arm over my shoulder.

“Let’s go get some food” he says and I just slightly laugh. But I couldn’t help but notice the burning eyes burning holes into my back.


Out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure approach Minho at the bonfire. I didn’t think anything of it and proceeded to keep talking to Newt.

“Hey Newt…?” I say quietly while looking up at the sky.

“Hm?” He hums.

I just smirk to my self noticing he wasn’t paying attention to me and was staring at the new greenie, Thomas. I nudge him playfully and wiggle my eyebrows at him. He just blushes and sinks down into the log. I burst into laughter at the site of his face.

“You’re face is about as red as Calebs hair!” I tease him.

“You’re actually right” I hear a voice. I turn around to see the greenie smirking at newt. Newt just groans and rubs his face.

“You guys are shanks!” He snaps while smiling.

“Hey y/n, I need to steal Newt away from you for a minute” Thomas says giving me a look. I just smirk and nod.

“Go right ahead. I’ll go find Minho” I laugh while shaking my head. Me and Newt get up at the same time and go our separate ways after a quick good bye.

I look over in the direction Minho was in, but he wasn’t sitting there anymore. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and start to walk towards Gally.

“Hey Gal, have you seen Minho?” I ask him with worry laced into my tone. His arched eyebrows furrow as well and he starts to look around. He pointed towards the deadheads.

“I saw him and frank go into the woods after frank come up to Minho. He said something to him and Minho followed him into the dead heads. Be careful Y/n. I don’t know what exactly they were doing” he informs me and I just nod.

“Will do. Thanks Gal” I thank him and rush off towards the dead heads before he could respond.

I walked deep into the dead heads and stopped in my tracks when I heard arguing.

“Stay away from her you shank!” I hear a screech. Wait… Is that Frank.

“Look Klunk head, she doesn’t like you. The sooner you accept that, the sooner you can move on and realize you’re gay” another voice snaps. Yep that’s Minho. I look behind the tree and see an angry Minho crossing his arms and Frank breathing heavily. Suddenly he pulls out a shiny object. Oh god… Is that?

“Stay. Away. From. Her!” Frank says wildly, waving the knife around frantically. Minho backs up, his hands up in surrender

“Woah woah woah! Slow your role phyco!” Minho growls. Frank screeches and thrusts the knife, but it never hit Minho…

The sharp pain in my abdomen was too much to bare. A scream erupts from my mouth as the sharp blade pierces through my stomach. I felt the warm blood dripping down my skin. Soon, my eyes start to droop and I lose conscience.



“Come with me. I need to talk to you” I hear an unsteady voice from behind me. I turn around to see Frank, but with a wild and murderous look in his eyes. An uneasy feeling over whelmed my stomach but I followed him into the dead heads. When we reached the back of the dead heads, he whirled around to me.

“You know I like y/n! But you proceeded to keep talking to her!” He said lowly. I just roll my eyes.

“Yeah… She’s my best friend” I state in a duh tone. I could feel him seething.

“stay away from her you shank!” He screeched. I just rolled my eyes again.

“Look Klunk head, she doesn’t like you! The sooner you accept that, the sooner you get over her and realize you’re gay!” I growl. He just seethes even more. Is this shank being real here? I see him move his arm and he pulls out a shiny object from behind him. It’s one of Winston’s butcher knives. I instantly step back, putting my hands up in surrender.

“Woah woah woah! Slow your role phyco!” I hiss. He screams and thrusts his knife at me.

I closed my eyes, expecting the unbearable pain when it came in contact with my stomach but it never did. I opened my eyes and see y/n standing in front of me, blood dripping from her mouth. I look down and see the hilt sticking out of her stomach. She started to sway and fall over.

“NO NO NO NO!” I scream as I catch her. Her blood was all over my arms. I look up at Frank and he stands there, wide eyed. He drops the knife and runs.

“YOURE GONNA PAY FOR THIS YOU FUCKING SLINT HEAD” I roar. I look back down at y/n and her eyes slightly open. Tears were running down my face as I was sobbing into her neck.

“Please don’t die on me… I need you” I whimper. She smiles at me softly.

“Be careful Minho. I love you” she whispers, Rubbing my cheek with her bloody hand.

“No no no! Please!” I scream.

“Please…” I say softly as her head slings back.

I snap out of it and realize she was still breathing. I quickly pick her up bridal style and run back to the center of the glade. The homestead comes into view and I push through the trees.

“HELP! HELP!” I scream. Gally, Newt, and Thomas all whirl around frantically. Gally sees y/n in my arms and runs over.

“What the fuck happened?!” He yells.

“I’ll explain later! We need to get her to the med jacks!” I hiss. He just sighs and runs over to the medjack hut, grabbing Clint and Jeff on the way. Clint sees y/n and his eyes widen. He rushed over to the medjack hut to unlock it.

“Lay her on the bed!” Clint says frantically while grabbing supplies. He starts to patch and clean her up, while I Stare.

“Is she gonna be okay?!” I ask worriedly. I kept asking but I wouldn’t get an answer.

“Minho! Stop asking questions! Maybe you should leave!” Jeff says frustratedly. I just sigh.

“No way!” I argue.

“Minho… Come on. Give them some space. You need to explain what happened any way” Newt sighs. I look over at them and Alby, Thomas and Gally nod in agreement. I sigh and walk out of the door, Alby, Thomas, Gally and newt following behind.

“What the shuck happened Minho?” Alby asks angrily. I just glare at him.

“Frank decided to pull a knife on me in the dead heads after asking to speak to me. He didn’t like the fact I hung out with y/n because he’s a fucking phycopath whose in love with her. Well she was there. I didn’t know it at the time and by the time I did, it was too late. He thrusted the knife at me… A-and s-she saved my life” I stammer quietly. Gally looks angry and Newt and Thomas give me looks of pity. Alby looks emotionless.

“Gally, go get Frank. Throw him in the slammer” Alby snaps. Gally storms off and heads towards the homestead. He drags out a struggling and screaming Frank. He meets my eyes and screams even louder whisk trying to run towards me but Gally throws him against the wall, knocking him out. I turn towards Alby and he sighs.

“Go get some sleep Minho.” He places a hand on my shoulder. I just nod and head off to bed, with guilt weighing down on my shoulders.



When I opened my eyes, i felt a tight grip on my hand and a head in my neck. I let out a groan and a mess of black hair was taken out of my neck.

“You’re awake…” Minho says quietly. I smile at him and rub my thumb over his knuckles.

“Hi” I giggle. In one motion I felt a weight on top of me and arms wrapped around me. I wince when his stomach hit mine. He immediate lifts him self up with worry in his eyes.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks. I place a hand on his cheek.

“I’m fine Minho” I smile. He lays back down but by my side.

“Don’t ever do that again you shank”

Found this old piece I wrote from 3 months ago, I've moved on btw

How can you hate someone so much but love them to death at the same time? I fucking love you but hate you for all that you did to me. We coulda been perfect. We coulda had it all. I’m gonna miss it. I’m gonna miss the endless weekend with you and the warm sheets on your bed. That bed. That’s what I’ll miss the most. Crawling into that bed with you at the end of the night with a movie playing and your legs wrapped around mine. The comfort. The long road trips we took just for the hell of it just to get lost for a while to escape reality. But that’s the thing that killed us, reality. You see, our worlds would have never combined. They say opposites attract but why didn’t we last? Your world wasn’t the one for me. You looked at life so much differently and I respected that but I knew I could never fit in with your world. I knew that all along but I kept pushing that thought into the back of my head, which obviously made it much worse in the long run. I set myself up for this. I shoulda kept you out of my life the first time we split but sometime made me come back. Even right now I know I would take you back if you came to me. But why? What’s making me do this? Why can’t I ever seem to let you go? The thought of you with someone else makes me heart shatter and my brain combust and my body shake. Knowing that I am going to wake up alone tomorrow when I’m supposed to be waking up in your bed tears me apart. I’d rather just not wake up at all. They say you can die from heartbreak and if that’s true then I’m close to death. Every mistake is a lesson but I’m learning nothing besides the fact that your a drug that is in my veins. You are cancer to me and there’s just no cure. This is a life sentence. They say heartbreak doesn’t last forever but I don’t believe it. This is terminal. But once again I’m asking myself why do I feel like this? Why do I love a boy so much who gave me so much to hate? He dictated me, brainwashed me, controlled me, and ruled me. All his lies and stories bring fire out in my eyes and steam through my ears but why do I still love him and love all the memories and moments we had? Why does it have to be like this? What did I do to deserve such a shitty ending to something that potentially coulda lasted forever? I wish my phone would ring and it would be you but this time I don’t think your gonna come back to me. I’m such a weak emotional person and I relied on you more than I should have. I now know not to put all of my effort and trust into someone ever again. I’ve learned my lesson but I just wish there was a better way I could have figured this out instead of what happened tonight. I want to try to be the stronger person and not give into my needs and weaknesses, which is you. I need to put on a front. I need you more than ever right now but you can’t know that. I won’t text you no matter how hard I want to. I’m gonna miss our jokes and late night talks and just always having someone to be there and call yours. But you were toxic. Like an infection in my body. It started out innocent but just spread like wild fire. I fucking love you. But I hate you. Why did you do this to me? Why did you make me this way? And most importantly why don’t you care? I wish I could be more like you. More heartless and bitter and cold to the world. But I’m a wreck with too many emotions who only wanted your love in return. Now that me and you are done it seems as if my life is done, I’m so unsure about my future and without you I don’t want a future. I wish I had the guts to end my life but I can’t do that to my family even though they aren’t much of a family. Plus if I did that you’d win, and I can’t let you win. I never knew one simple emotion like love could lead to so many more. Guilt. Anger. Jealousy. Regret. Sorrow. How? How could you hate someone so much but love them to death at the same time?


So my HS wind ensemble played Lightning Field this past year (2016). Everyday in class my director writes what we are playing on the board, but one day he decided to draw a picture instead. I took a picture of his drawing and sent it to John Mackey through Twitter. Five minutes into the class, John Mackey retweets my tweet and responds to me 🙌🏽 Later that day, my percussion director saw John Mackey’s retweet of my tweet and posted it on Facebook. Long story short, my tweet was famous for a day 😭

funny story

one time i was at school in dancing class but the teacher didn’t finish checking other kids steps, so he let us do what we want as long as we don’t get him in trouble. so 3 of my friends and i started to play spin and jump. we were playing for a while but at one moment, i fell down and started to laugh so hard that i peed myself. they came to me and told me to stand up and keep playing, but i just said “i can’t. i peed myself” they giggled but one of them grabbed a bottle of water and threw it on her. at the end we were all wet so the teacher took us to the principal office and we had to stay the rest of the week organizing the library during our recess.

anonymous asked:

Pick five of your favourite YouTubers. If they were actors/actresses what roles would they most likely be cast for?

HA HA HA HA HA HA as if I have more than five

Okay we’ll start with Mark. Like specific roles in a specific movie? Or a kind of trope? I like tropes, because I never fucking watch movies. 

Mark Fischbach

Best Friend Rival.
It took me a long time to think about this one, but Mark is definitely The Guy You Wanna Beat. He’s got the looks, the voice, the brain, but he’s got too many good skills to be Action Hero, and besides, irl he plays support in team games too much, yet charges ahead with the Gnome of Healing regardless of what’s happening. So I think he’s the Too Perfect Guy, but not antagonistically so. Perfect hair, perfect voice, perfect humor, everybody loves him, including the audience. 

He’d be cast as the Cool/Successful Guy or Talented Mentor in a scrappy underdog story that the protagonist wants to gain the approval of. He’s the measure of success that the protagonist must meet or surpass before he knows he’s Finally Made It. 

Dan Avidan

Eyes of the Audience.
Dan would be the main character in a story about discovering yourself while escaping a life of hardship. A struggling artist who wants to make it, but a relatable person. Sweet, trusting, he’d be the kind of protagonist with self-esteem issues who’s being exploited for his natural talent and looks, but doesn’t believe he has either. 

He needs someone, like a certain Best Friend Arin Hanson or Caustic but Fair Mentor Brian Wecht (or both) to fight back against the Forces That Be and show us all that we, too, can conquer our demons and defeat the things that are holding us back from What We Can Truly Become. 

Ethan Nestor

Crazy Best Friend. Ethan would be the catalyst of a fast-paced comedy or action movie. He’d get in trouble, or cause trouble, or push the main character into the office of the executive in the middle of a meeting and then shut the door behind him. 

Ethan would be the guy to accidentally or purposefully kickstart the plot of a Wrong-Time-Wrong-Place-Wrong-Person story. And he’d be the one holding a secret to resolving it, too. Scrappy, resourceful, boundless energy, but three quarters of the way through he’d reveal something earth-shattering that makes his character the deepest and most prone to speculation in the entire cast. 

Wade Barnes/Bob Muyskens

I’m torn between the cliched Buddy Comedy Duo and Professional Goofball and Sick-of-His-Shit Handler.
I think I like the latter. Wade Barnes would be the practical joker of a heist or spy crew that everybody loves until the joke is on them, but they’d join in on the fun whenever it’s NOT them. He’s the guy who disappears halfway through the plan and you think he’s dead, but he comes back in a blaze of triumph and everybody cheers that he’d made it through. He’s the guy who glues everyone together, and reminds them to keep their chin up. 

Bob, on the other hand, is the one guy in the crew who doesn’t join in on the fun. He doesn’t play jokes, and the last time he had a joke played on him, someone got a brand-new leg cast. But it wasn’t Wade. Bob is the Information Feeder/Team Coordinator, the guy who seems serious because he hates Wade’s disruptions, but he’s always making sarcastic commentary over the headset and his wit is fan favorite. He’s the level-headed guy who keeps everyone focused and on track. He’s not Top Dog, but he’s 100% the Guy Who Knows Everything. And in the end, he understands the necessity of Wade’s antics in keeping group cohesion. 

Sean McLoughlin

Guy With Something to Prove.
He’s another Eyes of the Audience type, but he’s not being held down by money or power like Dan Avidan’s character would be. He’s the guy with no opportunities, the real pull-myself-up-by-the-bootstraps type. He’s another boundless energy type like Ethan, who throws himself into his passion and work and lives off scraps while everyone tells him he’s crazy and he won’t amount to anything. Genius Inventor/Artist type

And then, unbelievably, somebody spots him in a crowd, or he has the Right Conversation with the Right Person in a Random Coffee Shop, or some crazy exec trips over a piece of his work and Loves It, and gets the kid a contract doing the big time for something he loves. His story is the exact opposite of Dan Avidan’s - he gets his happily ever after by getting the big break he always hoped for. The movie gets a sequel, but the focus is on a new character, either someone he has to convince will be the Next Big Thing, or someone who reminds him of Where He Came From. 

How’d I do? What do you think? That was really fun!


Let’s play a game - how many things can we name that have a longer attention span than I do? I’ll go first; a plastic fork.
I’m sorry this took so long but if it makes you feel any better, I have an idea for the ending that is super cute and angsty and fluffy. Triple whammy! This was requested originally by theunlikelyavenger​ who’s attentive and careful input has moulded the story into what it is now. Also vastudent3​ gave me some excellent feedback last time so I hope you enjoy this one. As expected, this will extend to three parts but that will be the concluding chapter. I’m a little worried that Loki’s characterisation has shifted too quickly in this so anything you guys think about that, please feel free to share. Until then, ta ta my darlings!

Prompt(s):  I love how you wrote Loki, his ‘darker’ personality was a refreshing change from the normally fluffy one that I always read on these kinds of fics. Super great job, I can’t wait to read more! 

I. Loved. It… For the next part, I think more description of feelings would really help the experience. (btw I’m shipping Bruce x reader but I have a feeling that’ll change.)

“Strength” (Part 2)

Part 1

She was a curious specimen. How she had managed to worm her way into his head was currently unbeknownst to him yet there he was, thinking about the punch she’d laid on him, the way she’d held her ground in his presence and her less-than-apologetic apology for all of the above. Secretly he wanted to see her again, if only just to test the water a little more.

After she had left with Doctor Banner, Thor had guided him to a room of Stark Tower that he recognised. However the last time he had been in the room, a war was waging outside the window and there was a Loki-shaped hole in the floor courtesy of the green monster.
“I am going to find Doctor Banner so that we might discuss telling Lady (Y/n) of your pardon. Can I trust you to remain here Loki?”
“Have I not earned your trust already, brother?” He chuckled, venom dripping from each word. Thor rolled his eyes and sighed before leaving the room.

Loki would do as he was told for now. Being on Midgard was so dreadfully dull that leaving the room would be no better than remaining in it. Minutes passed and Loki grew impatient.
“Stupid oaf.” He muttered, just as the sound of footsteps entered the room. Thor was followed by Bruce into the room looking extremely uncomfortable about something.

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I was gonna wait to upload this until the commissioner got back to me and ensured that no revisions to be made, but it’s been a little bit so I figured I’d just throw this up and retro-actively edit if I make any big changes.

SO, here is my second fight stick commission completed! This one took me a pretty long time but I’m really happy with how both Cinder and Glacius turned out. ;w; I feel so honored any time someone commissions me to draw something to personalize such an important piece of equipment, since it’s going to be seen whenever they play/go to tournaments/what have you!

but matt anderson is such an enigma bc like ???:
-super aggressive on the court
-can hit a volleyball 112km per hour
-one of the best players in the world
-plays outside professionally but played opposite for the games
-looks scary when celebrating a point scored
-voice deeper than the ocean
-played at penn state

but also like ???:
-really nice guy
-took a season off bc he knew the game had turned on him and came back TO PLAY IN THE OLYMPICS
-shy af what the hell
-wears glasses outside of competition
-his arms are so long that when he takes a pic it looks like he used a selfie stick but he didn’t his arms are just that long
-can lock himself out of his house

Looking back I realize what we had wasn’t truly love. It was laughing too hard at pointless jokes and playing dumb just so we’d have an excuse to talk to one another. But we didn’t have nothing either. And I know that because it took me a year and a half to finally be content with my new life without you. And realize that you weren’t going to call me back. Ever. I realized that I was the only one trying to make an effort so I finally gave up, And it was the best thing I could have done. As much as I still think of you when that one song comes on, I say to myself that if I was really important to you, I wouldn’t be alone. An effort would have been made, and I wouldn’t be sitting here writing you these words you’ll never read. So I hope you can move on just like I have. But please don’t come crawling back to me once you realize what you’ve lost because trust me, I gave you time. You were just too selfish to realize.
—  (Via paxadisee)

u know what shoutout to everyone that got their heartbroken by people who play games, like if you’re down for someone you aren’t supposed to be ignoring them to see if they care, or force them to meet ridiculous standards just so you feel satisfied or any of that other stupid shit like running away if you feel a gap between you and your significant other like fuck that y'all need to work that shit out, like if you want a proper relationship how you gonna get one without putting in the effort your partner needs to be the world to you, and vice versa.