you're so inspiring

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Favorite relationships: Isak og Eskild
Where are you ↵
on my way home
I’m coming.

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D-0 until #HAPPYRAVIDAY ravi’s ranking of VIXX’s cute member [#6 RAVI]

Just remember, even your worst days only have twenty-four hours.
—  10 word story

You’re going to be okay, don’t worry my love 💫💖

Happy Birthday dear @chimyen!!

Well, it’s been more than a year since I got a chance to make friends with you and that’s when my life changed for the better. You’re full of energy, those stories and random facts you tell me are always interesting and I’m ready to read them for hours, also you’ve got the best sence of humour and taste in music! Just wanna you to know how much of an example you’re for me and how much I appreciate you, muse! 

I hope you’re having a great time in Susdal! Here’re your precious vigilante sons doing the Chris Evans bicep flex and just being awesome as you are :D

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Every MareCal Moment in King’s Cage
⇀ the epilogue part 1 / ??

Because it is a choice. He need only say no. Or yes. One word holds both our fates. Choose me. Choose the dawn. He didn’t before. He has to now. 

The dark’s patience is infinite.

Eventually, even stars burn out.

Inspiration <3

A flower starts as a seed. It is small, and may not be seen in the ground. But when watered and given time, it grows. It grows taller and becomes more beautiful. It blooms. Humans are just like flowers.

When you are born, you more or less just cry, eat, and sleep. But then you grow. You grow and you learn. You learn about the world and develop skills. You practice, you devote time. You achieve.


When you learn to ride a bike, you may fall off a lot. It hurts, but you get back up and try again. And again. Then you don’t fall off so much. Then you get good, you go faster and stay on the bike for longer. Before you know it, you’ve learned to ride a bike and don’t need help any more. Life is like riding a bike.


When someone first starts drawing, it might not be a masterpiece - but with time and practice, their art improves more and more.

Give someone a musical instrument for the first time and, chances are, they can’t really play anything on it. But with enough hard work and time, they can end up playing amazing things. 

People that once believed they would never achieve anything have gone on to change the world, or at least change someone’s world.

There are people who once thought they would never meet their heroes, but now have.

There are people who felt imprisoned by their mental or physical illness or differences, but have gone on to achieve incredible things, things that they never thought they would do.


Public speakers may have previously battled with social anxiety.

Athletes may have once been drained of energy by depression. 

Deaf/HoH people can become musicians, blind people can be artists.

People with any mental illness or physical disability can go on to inspire people because, at the end of the day, they are people just like everyone else.

People in the LGBTQIA community can contribute to the world as much as anyone else can, because they are just as human. 

Your ability to do amazing things is not defined by gender, sexuality, or race. It is not defined by your weight or body shape. It is not defined by physical or mental differences like this. These differences purely make us human. Different does not mean less.


People can write off their dreams as impossible, but one day find that they can achieve it if they chase it for long enough. They just have to not listen to the people that say ‘you can’t’ and tell themselves ‘I can’.


Let me tell you my story.


I thought I would never get to see Coldplay in concert. I was wrong, because I’ve now seen them twice, including once in a stadium.

I thought no YouTuber would ever care about me or notice me - but this was not true. I was responded to as recently as last night.

I believed I would always be bad at drawing and could never improve. But practicing it has proved me wrong, as my drawings have in fact got better.

My sleep schedule was non-existent; I was getting up midday or later, and falling asleep at 4/5am or later. Now I fall asleep much earlier, and get up around 9/9.30 every morning.

I was never getting out of the house unless I had a class to go to. But recently, I’ve taken myself out to my local shop on multiple occasions.

When I first started composing, I was writing pieces that were maybe no longer than 30 seconds, and weren’t very interesting. Now, I can write pieces that are 5 minutes or longer, with a vast number of instruments if I want to, and people tell me how much they enjoy them.

I used to hate myself and hurt myself. Now, I’m learning to like myself more and I haven’t harmed myself in years. I used to avoid looking at myself in the mirror, but now I’m able to smile at myself.

I once thought that I would never be mentally strong enough or clever enough to go to university. I’m now a few weeks away from finishing my three-year music degree.

I thought I’d always be hated with no friends. But now I have many friends online, and even a little friendship group in person. 

I believed I would never have the confidence to make videos. But now it’s been nearly a year since my first vlog, I’ve grown in confidence on camera, and I have a wonderful 300+ community subscribed to the channel.

I once hated performing and wouldn’t ever do it. I still don’t find it comfortable, but I do it more now; I’m performing an original album launch in a couple of weeks time.

I used to believe I would never amount to anything or succeed at anything. But I’ve almost finished my degree, I have 300+ subscribers on YouTube, and many people have told me how I’ve helped them and made them happy.

Discovering that I am asexual has not diminished my abilities. Depression and social anxiety have not stopped me achieving those things, even though they tried to. The fact that I may possibly have Asperger’s (self diagnosed but it’s pretty likely), meaning that my mind works differently, hasn’t prevented me from achieving all of those goals. 


There are dreams I have not fulfilled, mountains I haven’t yet climbed…


But my story is not even over yet.


Have obstacles? You’ll overcome them all.

Feel hopeless? It will get better.

Have dreams? Chase them.


Your story is unfinished, you are not on the final chapter yet, and you can’t know the ending because you’ve never read your story before.

Keep writing it. Keep living. Keep dreaming.


<3

@lwskybones submitted:

Happy belated birthday zeph!

I just wanted to say thank you so much for blessing us with your beautiful art! (especially the colours!! you’re a huge inspiration!?) THANK YOU!

awww, thank you so much ;v; !!!

Paper Planes - Epilogue (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: You and Lin have very special memories all centered around paper planes.

Word Count: 1,329

Warnings: Ridiculous fluff.

A/N: I wasn’t gonna post this until Friday but I ended up having a really shitty end to my night last night and I wanted to make sure your day ends up being better than mine was yesterday.

This is the epilogue to Paper Planes, which is my pride and joy. Here’s to hoping I did it a little justice with this ending. If you’re still looking for more content I can offer you this post of headcannons or my open inbox. Yell at me, send me your own headcannons, whatever you want.
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You stopped having to launch paper planes out of your window years ago but there was something you both clung to when it came to putting words down on paper. It wasn’t really necessary for you to do when you first started dating - you and Lin had exchanged phone numbers and when he wasn’t at the Richard Rogers he was with you - but you continued to do so because of the romance of it all. You couldn’t help but be sentimental about the notion.

After you moved in with him you had decided to exchange paper planes for good morning kisses. Lin, however, persisted. He’d leave you neatly folded paper planes in various places; your purse, your bedside table, taped to the bathroom mirror once or twice. You could never do words justice like Lin could so you’d respond to each one in the form of a conversation, a kiss, or a phone call. It was a quirky dynamic to have one person continuing to write letters while the other professed their love verbally but it was yours and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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