#pray for these people u_u

[lemon-wedges]

...

[sincerelykarai]

Guardians of the Galaxy headcanons!

Guardians of the Galaxy headcanon compilation!

1 2 3

Authors Note: These are probably just mainly rocket headcanons but still has other characters too ^^

Whenever Rocket has nightmares he ends up in the common room of the Milano working on a project, sometimes Quill wakes up in the middle of the night to get water and after he'll just chill with Rocket as company

When Groot was a baby Gamora was very protective of him, like she refused to let him come on missions because he was still so small and was probably a big help in raising him

Rocket possibly has dyslexia? I mean I know that he canonically as messy handwriting but it could be because he struggles to write and read so he writes with big clear letters to try and see things better

Mantis has some celestial in her. Not enough to be a battery like Ego needed but she was still powerful which is probably why Ego kept her in the first place

You know how male cats gaze up at their female owners? I feel like Rocket would do that 💀 Like he wouldn't even realise it but he'd just stare up at Gamora like O_O U_U O_O until realising what he was doing and silently pray nobody saw

With Quill's zune I think you can make separate playlists on it? So Quill would make playlists for each of them with their favourite songs if they're having a bad day

Quill was actually going slightly insane during GOTG 3. I mean he's lost so many people so now that he was on the verge of losing Rocket? He wouldn't of mentally survived losing his best friend so I feel like during the movie his sanity was definitely unstable. I mean bro went from saying "Don't kill anyone." TO KILLING SOMEONE SO-

Rocket named all of the baby raccoons after famous Terran singers. So for all the boys he'd name them stuff like "Elvis" "David" or "Frank" (A.K.A Elvis Presley, David Bowie and Frank Sinatra) and the girls would be "Marilyn" "Nancy" "Florence" and "Gwen" (Marilyn Monroe, Nancy Sinatra, Florence and the Machine and Gwen Stefani)

Might make a part 2 ^^

[gaiaxygang]

i really enjoy babe & way's relationship in a tragic sense u_u how way was one of the few people babe trusted and held dear to him for 10 years. how way's love for babe is so strong yet unhealthy.

way manipulates babe and nudges him to isolate himself but way genuinely believes at least part of what he's saying. of course babe shouldn't trust anyone who tries to get close to him because they could be using him, way is one of those people!!! the mindset way pushes onto babe is unhealthy but it is also way's own mindset.

way's crush on babe is more obsession than romantic love, but it's still love. the kind of love that hurts. one of the biggest babe & way tragedies in my opinion is that way thought what he was doing was not just right (in the sense that he believes it is Correct, not that it is Morally Okay), but the only way to secure their safety and freedom. everyone knows this is not true but way is so mentally deep in the trenches that to him it IS. this is information that greatly upsets me!!!!!!

another thing i enjoy is that babe knows absolutely nothing about way (pavel and nut joked about this on a radio show even) because way hides from him. way hides from everyone on x hunter but it does seem like he is more open just slightly with alan even though he's known babe just as long and considers him to be his best friend. on top of this, babe is shown to be unaware of way's romantic feelings (or deliberately ignoring them, which isn't any better). babe does not know anything about way.

on the opposite side of this, way knows so SO much more about babe than he lets on. he doesn't need to hear from babe about how tony trafficks children and he sucks because way has lived it. he knew before anyone else what tony's plans for babe were and who the enigma is, because That's Him! he doesn't seem to understand babe but he knows so much regarding babe's past. this contrast between babe and way is something i enjoy greatly ☝️

^^^^ all this is not to defend way though i do a lot of that also i just really like the Tragedy of it all. how doomed everything was from the start and it is all because of tony, as many things in pit babe are. truly one of the pit babe duos of all time.

in the next life, please be nice to me. don't deceive me again. just be a good friend, idiot.

side note: babe & way is one of the major changes between the novel and the series (other than the entire new characters of course). just comparing the novel version of the attempted sa scene with the series: in the novel, way is.... well...... an incel. he wants to impregnate babe almost solely because he wants to start a family with him despite knowing that babe is extremely against having children. the series changed that almost completely. series way thinks what he is doing is the only way forward and it is so painful to watch because he does not see any alternative. he's too lost in his own despair. this, of course, does not mesh well with a few specific way scenes (the pete & way bar scene in ep 8 i believe? and every babe & way scene after ep 9 except their bar fight) where the show emphasizes way's seemingly romantic love for babe. every day i pray someone leaks the original script for the part pavel and nut improvised.

[lov-eable]

TELL ME  ֗ ˖ ࣪ ᩠ ༉‧₊˚ ✿ #01

━━ a filmmaker decides to follow and document the lives of the worst and best students at your school for a month, unfortunately, those students are you and chishiya, the most annoying guy on earth.

masterlist ◌*ꕤ

word count ✦ 1726

A/N: lets not question why the best student is allowed to have dyed long hair, idk either!!!! also kyuma cameo, i just needed someone as the filmmaker so hes kinda ooc take that in mind U_U hope u like it!

05/28/18 12:38

Why did the principal reach out to you to meet him at his office? Were you in trouble? Did he finally decide to expel you because of your scores? No, it couldn’t be, everyone knows that type of thing only happens in American movies, so, why were you waiting there and nervously avoiding eye contact? Also, a weird guy -he was wearing a cap indoors and that was enough for you to consider him weird-, who undoubtedly was not a teacher, even less a student was awkwardly standing in the corner of the room. You prayed for a word, just a single word, that could break the tense silence. As if your prayers had been heard for the very first time in your whole life, the awkward guy with the cap crouched down to whisper something in the director’s ear and as he vaguely nodded, the principal eventually spoke. 

“Miss Kano, I have summoned you to propose and discuss an extracurricular activity involving you and one of your classmates” classmate? Who was he talking about? You started getting more curious, letting go of your previous anxieties, maybe this proposal could be fun, right? As long as they didn't force you to study maths for two hours every day after school, it would be pleasant. You heard the strange man clear his throat and you prepared yourself to finally hear him talk, he made you more curious than creeped out. “It seems your, uh, friend may take his time to arrive yet” so your so-called classmate was a guy, your options to guess decreased, “allow me to introduce myself, I’m Kyuma Ginji, filmmaker and the director of this new project”.

Someone knocked on the door softly, so softly it could almost have been ignored if the people in the room weren’t so expectant of the arrival of the fourth member and the principal barely said a word allowing the newcomer to enter the room. Just like that, all your expectations, interest and curiosity died right there without an opportunity to meet the real world. The one classmate who could disturb your day with only his presence set foot into the office and sat in the chair next to you. “Good morning, I’m sorry about the delay, I was taking care of a homework-related matter with Mister Kuzuryu” you tried not to look at him but even his voice annoyed you.

Mr. Kyuma brushed it off and resumed his self-introduction, “now that you both are here, I will explain you my project. Basically, my crew and I want to portray the lives of the senior students with the best and worst grades respectively, and see how you interact with each other for a month” no, simply no, there was no way you would interact with Chishiya for a whole month in front of cameras, not even if a gun was pointed at your head, “if you both agree, we’ll sign a contract and start shooting the first day of June, that way we’ll end at the start of July without disrupting your midterm exams. Please let me know what you think”.

“I think I’ll pass…” “Sir, are we going to get paid?” that rude cat-face with toilet paper-coloured hair dared to cut you off. Who did he think he was? Sometimes, you said to yourself it was nonsense to dislike him with so much energy, and maybe you could start over. You wouldn’t dare to befriend him, but you could finally leave each other alone, but with moments like this, you realized that would never happen. “Yes, of course, all of that information is in more detail in the contract, would you like to see it?” Mr. Kyuma said as he quickly, and really clumsily, directed himself towards his briefcase taking out a portfolio which, you assumed, stored your contracts.

He handed you each a piece of paper which contained all the clauses and conditions, you started reading it but reminded yourself you weren’t interested, if you accepted, you would work closely with Chishiya for a whole freaking month. “Uh, sorry, as I was saying…” “It’s okay, I’ll join the documental” and again, see? This was the reason why you would never work willingly with Chishiya, also, it was odd of Chishiya to accept something like this. No matter how much you disliked him, you couldn’t deny you knew him very well, at the end of the day, you essentially watched him grow. And this wasn’t usual for him. You noticed everyone seeing you expecting an answer, Chishiya smirked at you irritating your insides, “Miss Kano, we only need you to agree and we’ll sign the contracts tomorrow, then start filming as scheduled” oh no, there it was, the pressure. 

It puzzled you why Chishiya agreed to this, the truth is, he had two big reasons; first, he would get paid and the amount was not low, and second, he heard you trying to deny the offer so he figured out that by agreeing, he would have the opportunity to bother you and see that annoyed face of yours that pleased him so much. If we are being honest, it puzzled him as much as you, if not more, why he got so much satisfaction by being around you and pushing your buttons, but the answer was something he deep inside knew he wouldn’t like to acknowledge.

Oh, you were aware there was no way out. Chishiya was already on board and the producer looked at you with puppy-like eyes, anticipating your positive answer. You knew you didn’t owe him anything, but still, he seemed young and hopeful. Even to the untrained eye, it was evident this was his first project. “Uh, why not? But I would like to mention this to my parents first” you talked with hesitation, contemplating the slightest chance your parents would disapprove of their youngest daughter appearing on a documentary showing off her awful grades.

Certainly, your parents weren’t against it, they didn’t even bat an eye, as per usual, they didn’t care about your life while you weren’t out there doing drugs -you weren’t sure about that testament either-. “Could you hand me the salad? Thanks. Yeah, your teacher, or was it your principal? Not so sure, but I got a call, they explained everything. You can participate, honey, it’s not like you’re going to get distracted from your studies or anything” your mom chuckled as if what she had said just recently was funny, but no one else at the table was laughing. Family dinners were always the same, your parents making passive-aggressive comments towards you, maybe praise your sister once or twice and silence. Not awkward, nor comfortable either, just plain silence.

“Mom, I’m not going to join the project” as you said, your parents released a “why?!” into the air in unison. You barely muttered “because I don’t want to” when your dad replied in a demanding tone, “that’s not a valid answer. You never want to do anything. If you do it, you’ll have money and at least one thing to write in your resume” of course the one time you needed your parents to mind their business as they always did was the time they decided to involve themselves into your life. “The man I spoke to earlier mentioned you and Shuntaro Chishiya, if I’m not mistaken, would be filmed. He is Dr. Chishiya’s son, right? He’s the best student, you could use some of his knowledge”.

That was it, you couldn’t stand Chishiya, you couldn’t stand your family, you were at your limit. You stuffed your mouth with the remaining food on your plate and stood up without saying a word, you heard your parents calling your name, but it did not matter to you at the moment. Taking the book you borrowed from the school library and laying in your bed, you found your desired peace, or so you believed until you heard a door knock. You didn’t answer in the case that would make whoever knocked on your door go away. 

It didn’t, instead, a rather familiar face appeared as they opened your door. “Forgot to lock it” Mira grinned at you, “what do you want?” you said while covering your face with the book you were reading at the moment -The Silent Cry by Kenzaburo Oe-. “Can I come in?” you did not use your energy to say no because your sister would ignore you and enter your room whether you like it or not.

She sat next to you in your bed, “I think you shouldn’t deny the film offer”, “are you joining them in this nonsense? Traitor…” you moved yourself to face the wall because you were actually hurt she was taking your parents’ side instead of yours. “It’s a really good opportunity, I don’t think you should miss it, also, why you don’t want to do it? Even though my parents think you are lazy, I know you’re down to try everything at least once”.

“Why are you being so nosy? It’s not like it matters to you or something” you faced her again and stood right up to be at her height. “You are right, it does not matter to me, but clearly does to you, that’s why it’s bothering you so much and you don’t want to say the reason why. Whatever, my opinion shouldn’t be important, but I do think you should do it. You’ll get paid, maybe you could show off some of your poetry, you know, and mom and dad would love to see you” Mira stood up as she talked and was about to disappear through the door that connected your room to the hall but she stopped when you called her name. 

There was a simple phrase you knew you had to say, different from what Mira would have liked to hear, but you didn’t say any of those. “You’re too good with words, you’re like a congressman” your sister laughed leaning against the door, “oh, god, I wish I was a congressman, do you know how much they get paid a year?” a sweet moment of giggles and then, a comfortable silence between you and her settled in the room, “anyways, I have to study, think about what I told you. Good luck with your book”

tag list: @surshica @enslique @httpsimmy @elernity @eshtravagent @fishisahappydog @kreishin @vernon-dursley @mhyunri

[straycalamities]

no for real the onceler fandom when i was a huge part of it (2015/2016) was so fuckin toxic half the people left bc everyone was praising one or two blogs and acting like everyone else was dirt. it was super discouraging and i ran about 3 blogs and the only interactions i ever got was from people starting drama :(

im not sure what the askblog scene looks like today but im HOPING and PRAYING its better

eughh im sorry that sounds like absolute hell...i barely dipped my toes in because i was recovering from Stuff (stuff that took me to this year to get over enough to even make another personal blog) so i wasnt Too up-to-date with what was going on in the fandom from 2015 tooo 2019?ish? even if i popped in on entre's blog time to time, but i've heard stuff from others and friends

i think the askblog scene is A LOT more chill these days. a lot more lax and there's sooo much just...Less of everything that it makes things easier to like take in stride at least to me compared to 2012-2014 days where everything was so intense, extreme, and constant

there's still the like ghosts of the same issues that've been present since day one but its like...on a MUCH lesser scale. i honestly think it's pretty good all things considered :) the only thing that makes it rly hard for me compared to past eras is how split the fandom is uhhh app/site-wise (like its very much spread across tiktok, tumblr, twitter, discord, maybe more...idk) and so it feels like im missing out if i dont keep up everywhere LMAO and each location comes with its own issues either population-wise or site/app-wise

i miss how centralized it used to be to tumblr u_u and obviously having more content to look at back in the day, i got very spoiled on it so when i peruse the fandom content its like a lot less to look at but thats honestly GOOD FOR ME BC I HAVE NO TIME NOW LMAOOOO but its just like strange bc im like woah i dont have to scroll for an hour on entres dash anymore to catch up

well i do, but that's bc i have no time to check it on work days and so it piles up for when i do sit and take the time. cant imagine the hell i'd be in if it was 2012-era activity

ppl who had full-time jobs in the fandom in 2012 damn...i salute you.

unfortunately with a fandom as niche as this, it kinda cooks up the same issues over and over again and it makes me wish there was some sort of disclaimer that popped up as soon as you wanted to join the fandom to give you a rundown on how the culture is, who the people are, what the past drama was (so dont bring it up again), and all that LMFAO like a onceler fandom 101 that was just beamed into your device when you were like hmm what if i joined the onceler fandom LMAO

i kinda wanna do something like that specifically for askblogs? like a dos and donts. or "things i wish i knew when i started an askblog" type of thing but alas..no time. bc i see other mods go through the same obstacles/difficulties i went through and learned to either change my thinking on, or something else to either help me get past it/over it or at least cope better and id wanna pass that on if the fandoms gonna keep getting revived every two or so years and then cave in on itself from the same rehashed drama/problems it always has :sob emoji:

[temporalreverie]

helpppp im too affirmed my posters disease i was a notes app girlie to get my ass off X posting porn on Twitter lol not rlly but like the stupid name um. But then i started posting in tingles <- tumblr. And getting friends and active followers and being way more comfortable talking to people using this site and being friendly and enjoying now I'm soooo affirmed by being qgle to post my stupid random thoughts online again. This would be a notes app for realsies but it's here instead ok

roadmore

readnore

Ayyyyy tehre we go. It's colors BTW like a discord emoji no underscores (I'm on mobile). Okay I saw a bigger quarter sized spider and im sorry i alerted the guards and she was slain u_u (btw I'm using pensive emoticons over emojis recently and loving it) to be fair I.m not in a state to physically content with it if I gets scared and starts running even if I wanted to take it outside. But nobody was responding I literally thought I was trapped in the spider dimension for a second.

I just made whole caff coffee instead of half or decqff and it's like 9pm.tje responsible me would have poured some of it out or wouldn't finish it but mmmm coffee. It's not too late to do that but 👀 Plus can everyone tell. Hi I told everyone and they're all made at you

I need to find my draft

I told everyone

Im already prone to sudden bouts of euphoria and rambling so i srsly don't think they can tell. It would be fine if i did get brought up but I'm getting off on having harmless secrets bc i've been conditioned to be like this for decades :( but this one is funny and it'll only get funnier the longer it goes in when i finally drop the ball casually in conversation B)

Pikmin tunes go hard i almost perfected the treasure board. Holy shit earlier I was so confused bc i kept getting surprised fucked up be the second floors of the second to last row then picking a different one and not being able to remember.

For anyone not in the loop I will be okag and I am okay :D im just praying to pinkie pie real quick

[ghostpajamas]

but for real, SOOO glad i found an easier method than i used to do for making paintings move (paint the whole base image -> cut out the select parts i wanted to move -> mask behind them -> toss them into free video editing software -> pray.)

i get so sad doing lined animation and then going back to painting bc i wish my paintings could move like that but the layer management of colored/lineless frame-by-frame animation is Brain Eating. like yaaa i like to paint people mid-movement but its not the same U_U so like, yay !

[sparklingpax]

TFP Group Chat Stories - Autobots (#2)

The more popular request was for me to do another one of these, this time with the Autobots; here goes! I’ll be doing that rlly cool Decepticon idea sometime soon as well tho dw ;) Thanks y’all! ^^’’

So I’d like to note that after much talk, Optimus has at last dropped his habit of making an email out of every text, but still refuses to text casually 😹😹

Also also! The humans have their own groupchat (the kids) which I may or may not do a chat thing for as well ^w^’’ But this gc is for “all Autobots,” so the humans are a part of this one as well~ 

Except for Agent Fowler because he adamantly refused and was not swayed on that verdict. 

Ah, so with that aside, hopefully I can at least make you smile :’D 

Enjoy! <3

🔥✨🚑 *Tragic Hero Noises* 🚚✨🔥

Matrix-Bearer: Good afternoon, Autobots. I have been given lengthy instruction as to how this “group-chat” is supposed to function. You may thank the human children for our....suitable chat name. I have started this “group-chat” so we may better communicate as a team, coordinate plans, and altogether bond more deeply. I pray this marks the beginning of a new era in the midst of this bleak war, and that this shall bring a greater hope and chance for success against the Decepticons. Thank you, and please follow the rules posted on the fridge. Optimus out. 

DestinysBoi: 

_Wrench_Wrath_: SMOKESCREEN FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS

_Wrench_Wrath_: Thank you, Optimus, but a speech was not necessary. Just text normally, like we talked about ok? 

MikoMikoNii: 

DestinysBoi: @ MikoMikoNii you get me ;)

MikoMikoNii: BRO OFC ;)) 

DestinysBoi: *finger guns*

Its_Jack_: it’s bee two minutes and this chat is already cursed 

Its_Jack: @ Whizkid @ Cee_HowULikeMe_Now help me out please 

Bumbleowo: Hes studying for a test! Sorry if we mute you for now ^~^’’ 

_Wrench_Wrath_ : What material is he going over, Bumblebee? 

DestinysBoi: oop ok then 

MikoMikoNii: Later Bee!! Tell Raf I said good luck!! 

Bumbleowo: Will do! :)

Its_Jack: oh shoot my mom wants me for chores bye!

MikoMikoNii: later chump~

Its_Jack: and you wonder Why I never like being part of your groupchats 

MikoMikoNii: U_U

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: wHO PINGED ME IM BUSY 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: OH NO JACK MY CAPS LOCK IS STUCK I’M NOT MAD SORRY

_Wrench_Wrath_ : Can someone answer my question??

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: I’M SORRY I PROMISE I’M NOT MAD

BladesandGrenades: lol

MikoMikoNii: OOF 

DestinysBoi: Rip 😔👊🔥

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

DestinysBoi: only old people get their caps lock stuck 😂😂

MikoMikoNii: oo bulkhead should see this 🤣 @ Gentle-Giant get your metal hide over here!!! 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: OK NOW IM A LITTLE MAD 🤬🔥

DestinysBoi: 😳😳😳

BladesandGrenades: our definitions of “a little” seem to be at odds 

_Wrench_Wrath_: WHY ISNT ANYONE ANSWERING ME??!!1!

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: Oh hey awesome I got my regular keyboard back! I’m still mad though 🙃

MikoMikoNii: think happy things arcee!! 😳

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: No 🙃💙

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: You have five minutes smokescreen 🙃🙃

DestinysBoi: wait why me??!

BladesandGrenades: Oh that reminds me; @ _Wrench_Wrath_ just an fyi, bulky broke his tablet again so hes gonna need a lil help

Shoulderpads: Wheeljack, all of you, it is not professional to use improper grammar and punctuation in any form of communication. Take that to your private chats please. 

BladesandGrenades: lol 

BladesandGrenades: how bout 

BladesandGrenades: shove it up your tailpipe ;)

_Wrench_Wrath_: HE DID WHAT

_Wrench_Wrath_: PRIMUS GIVE ME PATIENCE I BEG OF YOU

Matrix-Bearer: Ratchet, I understand you are upset. Could you perhaps calm down? You are scaring certain residents of this base. 

_Wrench_Wrath_: YOU KNOW WHAT. IM TOO OLD FOR THIS SCRAP.

<  _Wrench_Wrath_ has left the chat >

BladesandGrenades: Well then

MikoMikoNii: OOF WOAH

DestinysBoi: u think hes coming back??

MikoMikoNii: Nah 

BladesandGrenades: nope lol 

BladesandGrenades: and ig @ Shoulderpads decided to actually shove it up his tailpipe ;) mission accomplished

DestinysBoi: ...ahah o///o’‘

DestinysBoi: Wouldnt be too sure of that one Jackie..

BladesandGrenades: wh

MikoMikoNii: 🙊😳

BladesandGrenades: Whats going on what happening 

Matrix-Bearer: Good afternoon, all. This announcement pertains only to one of you. Wheeljack, please take a moment to head to Ultra Magnus’s quarters. He is requesting your assistance in the matter of....something involving his ship and something in its tailpipes. He informed me that the matter is urgent and requires immediate assistance. Thank you kindly. Signed, Optimus. 

MikoMikoNii: guess

MikoMikoNii: guess you’ll be the one shoving it 

BladesandGrenades: frag this mf 

BladesandGrenades: k boss I’ll be there in a sec 

DestinysBoi: lmao nice one Miko 😂😎🔥

Bumbleowo: Hey everyone! What’d we miss? 

Whizkid: Hello, Optimus! Thank you for the kind greeting! I hope this chat can be utilized for good as well! :) Thanks for letting me join!!

Matrix-Bearer: Hell, Rafael!  

Matrix-Bearer: I...I meant ‘hello.’ 

MikoMikoNii: HOLY SCRAP

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: oh wow Optimus woah--

MikoMikoNii: I SJSDHD IM CRIGN 

DestinysBoi: Guys dont be so mean :( hes just expressing the reality of what this chat actually is :))

WhizKid: I--

Bumbleowo: lololol oh wow 😅😂

MikoMikoNii: 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: ok smokescreen I,,I actually have to agree with you on this one--

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: Youre off the hook 

DestinysBoi: thank you, my queen 😭😭

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: 🙂

Matrix-Bearer: Apologies for the sheer informalities in this message, however I must express my deepest regrets for even starting this chat. 

Matrix-Bearer: I’m beginning to think this was a mistake.

MikoMikoNii: YOU GOT THAT RIGHT 😎👊🔥

DestinysBoi: 

Matrix-Bearer: I...have never before felt such fear for my life...

Shoulderpads: What in the good name of Primus is wrong with you people?? What is that? Why is it so....unnerving? 

MikoMikoNii: 👌

///

And so that’s that! Sorry it took so long!! I was busy and it got stuck in my drafts for much longer than intended! But I hope there arent too many mistakes or anything, and I hope you could at least find it interesting, if not funny ^^’’ 

I enjoyed making this one too~

Lmk if you want me to do some more! Drop ideas! I’ll most likely be doing a Decepticon one next if I do another~ 

:) 

[mawarupenguinfeces]

This is a long one but...

I have a supposedly "close" friend who, unfortunately, is recently diagnosed with HIV and I'm heartbroken for him...however, I have had about all I can take of his fb narcissism and public shaming and bullying of people who say something that even remotely makes him feel uncomfortable because they're not pandering to his...whatever; literally anything. He has publicly humiliated, shamed, and sabotaged and sent his hounds who practically worship him and bow to anything and everything he says and does. He's always had that sort of spell on people. He's so extremely offended by ANYTHING that challenges him and put himself on a sequin cross for it. He also makes these subtle bashes towards people like myself who have a more spiritual mind and lifestyle; saying things like "oh yeah, he (talking about a completely innocent person, one of countless he has bullied/shamed) looks like one of those people who say 'words have power. Speak it into the universe, sis' "

Words DO have power. He should know. He uses them all the time to hyper-glorify himself and completely bully/demolish people who never did him any harm and has the audacity to claim to be a "supportive friend" he's made similar indirect bashes at things I would say or think and....I really hate to go here but enough is enough, done grinning and bearing this...all the 10 years I've known him he has surreptitiously (hope I'm using that word correctly) slithered his way into making friends with my friends (whom I've never introduced to him, probably scoured my friends list posing as a concerned friend all to add to his collection) and has just as much seduced my love interests with such a success to where they act like they don't even know me. Even with friends, practical brothers and sisters I have known my ENTIRE life. What do you call that??? What is the name of that type of behavior??? I seriously pray that God violently throws him off of his throne and shakes him to his core to where he's unable to ever utter the words that make him look like such a poor pathetic victim... He's also patronized me to the highest degree and knows how to make me look and feel stupid. I'm so sick of it and sometimes I wish and fantasize about straight up telling him "I'm not lost and lonely without you..." And tell him exactly everything I've long been done tolerating from him that I've told you here and now...but it would not go well and he would be highly successful at a smear campaign against me, continuing to put himself on his sequin cross. I'm very, extremely conflicted as to how I should handle this any further. I've so far just bit the bullet and dismissed and forgiven it for the entire 10 years of our friendship. In all truth, he is the first person to snatch my love interests and rubbed it in my face to the point where one time him and my THEN love interest actually spooned on my bed and looked me in the eye trying to have a conversation with me and all I could do was tremble and respond with a broken voice as their actions intensified...this was a very very long time ago and give months later they broke up and me and this friend made amends....I had just turned 20 a week before when that all went down and back then I thought that such cruelty only happened in movies and my imagination and the months following I was a sui mess. I never thought I would experience that kind of agony and betrayal. To be honest I'm still traumatized by it 9 years later especially for the fact that the same affliction was made much much worse when 2 years later, my ex Tyler who I met in the wake of the April mentioned nightmare before can move on from that first love interest and try to find hope in Tyler, did the same thing to me with my then close friend Allyson, but worse, him and Allyson sent provocative picture texts of them half naked together. All that agony came upon me all over again twice as worse because Allyson was a friend going back to 7th grade...and just like with the first two, Tyler and Allyson ALSO five months later broke up but the damage was so far done and that's when I first started self harming and drugging hard to an almost life threatening level because the pain and disillusionment was so intense. Me and Allyson also made amends, however, nether the first friend or Allyson apologized for the pain they caused...I just forgave and forced myself to submit to their terms. Me and Allyson are no longer friends now though but that's for another time...I just wanted to give you, whoever has been reading a little background and context of everything I've posted so far on this blog...the point of this post is about the friend mentioned first and earlier...

a year after Tyler and Allyson, I met Andy and began the journey I have with him....that story is also for another time. That alone is gonna be a long one too

any thought, advice, and especially prayers are much welcome and needed

(u_u)

[almaasi]

reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x13 “Lebanon” (300th episode)

in which i compare this episode to pumpkin soup, because I’m craving more Cas

03:30pm

all righty, thing is still downloading, and there’s a 720p version queued up so that’ll be downloaded by the time i’ve watched half. i have snacks, i’m gonna half close my blinds so i can see, but I DON’T HAVE HEADPHONES AGAIN which is the worst. why do headphones break so easily, that’s what i want to know. (just gotta pray there’s a good sound quality i guess. my laptop speakers suck)

...2 minutes left on the download c’moooooon

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03:35

OKAY DONE!!!!

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03:36

“dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days”

i don’t know if it’s dean’s little baby voice (HE’S MY AGE CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?? I CAN’T) or the laptop speakers or the video sound quality, but dean sounds like a kid in a 1980s disney cartoon, with that vintage prickle in my ears and i love it

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03:38

okay look it’s super hot 'cause it’s summer, and my fan is on, and there’s cicadas... i think i gotta shut the window and turn the fan off aND SLOWLY ROAST IN HERE BECAUSE I CAN’T HEAR THIS PROPERLY

i’m 9 seconds into the recap u_u

it’s gonna be one of those days i guess

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03:41

is that the monkey again?

yeah it’s the monkey again

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03:45

dead black guy already????????????????????

really?????

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03:46

are those kids meant to look like the kids from stranger things? because they kind of do. and the movie theatre as well

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03:47

cas is in this episode, right??

if he isn’t i’m gonna scream

misha had a tv guide cover so maybe

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03:39

every single one of these kids is cute and i’m offended

“weird sidekick with the trenchcoat” i am further offended, but also smiling

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03:50

SHE GAY

SHE VERY GAY

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the plaid though. she’s a dean mirror 100%

edit: i did doubt this for a second but nope, i was completely right

i mean, she drives the car as well

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03:52

tHE IMPALA JUST SCOOTED OFF THE SCREEN AND I ALMOST CHOKED OH MY GOD that was hilarious

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03:54

dean doing the puppy eyes is 

a) cute

b) FUCKING TERRIFYING BECAUSE THIS POOR WOMAN’S TRYING TO PROTECT AN UNDERAGE GIRL AND IT SHOULD NOT BE THAT EASY

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03:57

the hand that popped out of the smoky cigar box

SUPER COOL AND SUPER CREEPY EW

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03:59

dean: “this is like the best/worst thing that’s ever happened to you. ‘cause you love serial killers but you hate clowns”

ahahhahaha

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04:02

sam: “are you sure you don’t wanna call mom, or wait for cas”

YES PLEASE DO BOTH OF THOSE THINGS ;A;

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“michael out of my head”

HAVE YOU NEVER PAID ATTENTION TO ALL THE WISHES THAT GO WRONG??? YOU GOTTA BE MORE SPECIFIC DUDE. TAKING MICHAEL OUT YOUR HEAD JUST TAKES HIM OUT, YOU GOTTA KILL HIM TOO DAMMIT

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04:05

john: “now you live in a secret bunker with an angel and lucifer’s kid”

he took that surprisingly well

 a little too well

probably part of dean’s wish that he takes it well

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04:08

OH BOY

the face he made when he saw mary sdjgfd

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04:09

ahahah dean and sam awkwardly leaving while their parents make out

dean kinda looked like he was gonna stay, lil bean

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04:11

the fact dean was so adamant that he said he wanted michael out of his head, but then is now defending the fact he wished for his dad back instead

says a lot about what dean says he wants =/= what dean actually wants

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04:13

john is much sweeter and more understanding than anyone remembers him (at least than i remember him, or could infer from all the stories about him)

i really do think dean brought him back nicer

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04:15

i love seeing sam have emotions, it’s so refreshing

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sam kinda looked like he panicked when john touched him aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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04:17

there’s a sign for “castle storage” in the background and i think about that sometimes. hill of a forty dogs or something??? i forget, it was so long ago

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ALSO WHERE’S CAS

also switching to 720p now

never mind switching back, the sound was better on the lower quality video u_u

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04:22

oh no, nobody knows them

IS CAS NOT GONNA KNOW THEM

OH NO

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04:23

this universe-sam: *kinda smug* “god bless kale, am i right?”

I CRINGED SO HARD

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04:25

OH BOY IT’S HAPPENING

(well SOMETHING IS HAPPENING)

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04:26

zachariah: “c’mon, constantine”

cas: “i don’t understand that reference”

zach: “you wouldn’t”

i kinda missed this cas though. like. i’m not even mad

ONE PROBLEM: HE’S PROBABLY NOT HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH DEAN

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04:28

life goal of mine: have a sign like that in my house as decor

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04:29

THE BACKWARDS TIE

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04:35

okay first off i got so involved watching cas beat dean up (again) and dean being unable to stop him (D: D: D:) (kind of expected dean to croak “i love you” but um no....... that didn’t happen)

and then mary’s egg timer went off 

and it reminded me i’m hungry again so brb

well actually i’m not hungry..... but my body is shutting down because i need fat and magnesium to function which means i need to eat or else i can’t see, but same difference

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04:43pm

okay i’m back

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04:45

DEAN FINALLY HEARING HIS DADDY SAY HE’S PROUD OF HIM

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04:46

john: “i thought you’d get yourself a normal life, a peaceful life, a family”

dean: “i have a family”

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

]]]]]] I REALLY FUCKING WANT JOHN TO MEET CAS [[[[[[[

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04:48

THERE’S SALAD ON THE PLATES HALLELUJAH

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04:49

sam: “did you see them, at dinner, the way they looked at each other, they seemed happy”

and then there’s the way max looked at the girl she was crushing on

AND THEN THERE’S THE WAY DEAN LOOKS AT CAS LET’S GET SOME OF THAT IN HERE PLEEEEEASE

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04:51

it stresses me out when people wash dishes but only rinse using the dirty water not fresh tap water

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04:53

they’re about to send john back, he’s holding mary’s hand

all the rainbows behind dean’s head

betcha he’s thinkin about cas

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04:56

john: “i love you both, so much”

dean...................

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“i love you too”

OH MY HEART

he says it ......he never used to say it to anyone

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04:59

YEEEEE

BUT ALSO THIS ONLY LASTED 0.5 SECONDS WHY

but also???????

TALL GUY = SAM

PLAID GIRL = DEAN

COAT GIRL = CAS

IS ANYONE ELSE GETTING THIS

WHY DIDN’T THIS SHOT LAST LONGER SO PEOPLE WOULD BE ABLE TO SEE WITHOUT PAUSING

CURSE YOU EDITORS

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05:02

so....... that end scene where john’s like “i’m on my way back, i’ll see you soon”

was that meant to be in the past, 2003 era? the flip phone would say so, but his visible age kind of confuses matters

i mean i get that it’s hard to make someone look 16 years younger

but still

unsure about that

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05:04

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm it’s over

i dunno

that was definitely a special and important episode, and i appreciated seeing this side of john, this is gonna make it way easier to write fanfic of him without the story ending up as a trauma survival fic

but

i was kind of underwhelmed

things i rEALLY REALLY WANTED that didn’t happen:

john actually reacting to dean saying they made friends with an angel (and a werewolf, a vampire, demons, etc etc)

john meeting cas

cas being part of that family meal (i get that the point was he was 2003!cas and not there, but still)

jack being in this even a little bit??

and as the story went on and reached the end, what it really lacked, for me, was a comparison where we can then see how john/mary & max/her crush = dean/cas...........and that just didn’t happen

i think it just ended too soon, really

and there was a lot more they could’ve done with the altered timeline, could’ve brought a whooooooooole lot back from past seasons and just made it a smorgasbord of nostalgia

i get that it was focused solely on john, which gave it an emotional core, so there’s not actually a problem there, i loved that

but it felt kind of dull and slow and....... soupy..........?

(i just mean. the emotional feeling in my brain as i think about it. feels like soup. specifically pumpkin soup. warm and spicy and goopy and nutritious but ultimately not very filling)

then again, if the pacing had been sped up, i would’ve complained it was too rushed. so there’s no winning, it was probably fine ?

i think my favourite part was the kids. i loved the kids. i love the lil gay romance going there. i loved the fact it was a destiel/team free will parallel (even if that part of it was OVER SO DAMN QUICKLY MOST PEOPLE MISSED IT). i loved the kid in the hat, he reminded me a lot of the actor thomas brodie-sangster, and also johnathan byers from “stranger things”

also enjoyed sam vs. the serial killer clown, and that whole aspect of hunting that we haven’t seen in a while, felt very nostalgic

also enjoyed 2003!cas, but was both distressed and frustrated by him fighting dean and then NOT GETTING ANY CLOSURE ON THAT WHATSOEVER. the point was to make dean and sam realise they really needed to send john back, so essentially, in some respect, they did choose cas being their friend over john being around, but that part of the overall problem was never mentioned at all, cas wasn’t mentioned at all after the fight

i’m just looking forward to coda fics that start where this episode leaves off, and dean talks to cas, because i am craving that SO FUCKING BADLY i can’t even express. like. it’s becoming maddening. i just. want. them. to have. a conversation

and the black guy dying at the start?? and the other black kid running away from the ghost and never being seen again? and besides the unnamed diner guy offering info on skip day, being the ONLY PEOPLE OF COLOUR IN THE ENTIRE STORY??? NOT COOL, not a fan >:{ (still better than it used to be, but soooooooooo many white people. so many. so. many)

anyway. um

so that wasn’t my favourite episode, but not because it was bad, but because it didn’t live up to expectations. i tried not to have any expectations (i really tried) but there were just... basic things this episode needed that i felt it was lacking (*cough* cas *cough*), and i can’t really shake that feeling

HOWEVER, having seen 2003!cas be the thoughtless drone that he was, i can appreciate just HOW MUCH character development has happened while he’s been around, which.... i suppose, is a sort of nod to his entire existence ???

anyway, 9/10, and a big ol shrug

but yeah. seeing john be kind and understanding was amazing (and completely changes how i’m gonna write him in my fics in the future, since he’s probably gonna be in the fic instead of just mentioned) and having him say he’s proud of dean and he loves him was just a super nice treat c:

sam being emotional is the best, too. sam confronting his feelings 10/10

i just. i want aaaaaall of this. but with cas. i really want that. so goddamn much. ;~;

[nutellamolotov]

so guys idk how much i’ve talked about it here but basically my family is looking to move into a smaller house and we’ve seen some places already and made offers that weren’t accepted

but we looked at a house today that my mom and i think is really fantastic and i’m really hoping we can get it because it really feels like it’ll be the easiest to move into and the nicest to stay at

hhhhhhh fingers crossed?? wish us luck????

[saikostories]

GOT7 - Always (Mark)

You had always been the type of girl who everyone would have described as “the most carefree, easy going and happiest person”. And yes, to an extent this was certainly true.

But there’s only so much a person can take before they begin to fall apart at the seams.

You were just a normal girl, with a normal life. You studied hard, you worked hard, and you loved your friends even harder. You were the type of person who always put other peoples happiness first because it made you happy. But recently, each time you did so; it was like a part of you and your soul was being taken away too. And you were terrified at the thought of this leaving you with literally nothing left at all.

You were meant to meet your best friend Mark today. You met him many years ago in America, and since moving to Seoul to continue your language studies, you found yourself always spending any free time you had with him and the rest of the boys from GOT7. But today, you couldn’t face anyone despite your plans to meet Mark.

You opened your eyes, and wished with all your heart that you didn’t. All you wanted to do was to go back to sleep and never wake up. All you wanted, was to not feel anything any more.You reached over to your bedside locker to get your phone to text Mark and make some excuse not to meet him; and it broke your heart even futher.

To: Mark ^_^

Hey, I’m really sorry but I won’t be able to make it today U_U

Please don’t hate me.

Talk later ok? Have a good day <3

You sighed as you pushed your phone under your pillow and pulled the covers up around you. And as you began to cry for so many reasons, you just couldn’t put your finger on one.

About 15 minutes later, you heard your phone ringing; it was Mark.

You cleared your throat and tried your best to sound like you hadn’t just been crying your heart out for the past 15 minutes, and you answered it.

“Hello?” you chirped, trying to sound upbeat and happy

“Hey! What happened? I was already on my way when I got your text. I can still come…why the last minute cancel?” you could hear him slightly out of breath from walking through the bustling Seoul streets.

“Mark…I…I just have some stuff to do today that I forgot about. I’m really sorry. I can’t really talk about it right now” you replied, praying that he would just accept it and leave it alone.

Mark stopped in his tracks. “What’s wrong (Y/N)?” his tone taking that of a serious one.

“Nothing is wrong, just leave it Mark. I’ll talk to you later okay? Just forget about today, I’m sorry again.” You said, before hanging up and turning your phone off.

You felt immense guilt rush through your body and you blindly threw your phone at the wall in frustration. Why were you feeling like this? Why do you always go through phases of immense sadness? And why, now of all times, why did you have to take it out on Mark?

You felt tears sting your eyes again as you became overwhelmed with such terrible and empty sadness. You pulled your knees to your chest as you rocked yourself backwards and forwards to try and calm the sea of complete dread inside of you. You didn’t know how to make this go away. You didn’t know what to do, and it scared you to the point of not being able to breathe.

Before long, you heard a loud banging coming from your door. You lifted your head up immediately, ceasing your crying and listening carefully; not sure whether it was actually someone at your door, or just your mind playing tricks on you.

“(Y/N) I know you’re in there, open up please” you heard Mark shouting from the other side of the door as he proceeded to bang louder and louder.

“I’m not going anywhere (Y/N). Why did you turn your phone off? Let me in right now” Mark continued. At this rate, your neighbours would call the police with the amount of noise he was making.

You pulled yourself out of bed and quickly pulled on a cardigan over your t-shirt and bare legs. You made your way to the door and didn’t even think to stop and look at yourself in the mirror, as Mark was still hammering away.

You opened the door to Mark and yelled “What?! What do you want Mark?! Did I not tell you I can’t make it today?!”

Mark stared at you, his eyes widening as he took in your red, puffy eyes, your soaked t-shirt from the amount of tears that had fallen, your sullen expression of sadness that ripped through him like a tidal wave.

“(Y/N)…what happened?” he said, pushing himself inside and closing the door.

Before you could even look at him properly, you fell to the ground. Defeated and exhausted from the mental fatigue of being you. You hated the fact that Mark had just seen you like this. You knew that Mark always loved that you were the person he could count on to always be happy, to always make him feel better when he needed a ‘pick me up’. You thought that now, it was all ruined.

Without a second of hesitation - to your complete surprise; Mark dropped to his knees beside you and took you into his embrace. He pulled your head into the crook of your neck and rocked you back and forth, his hand making small circles on your back as you began to cry your eyes out once again. He didn’t say anything as he stood up and lifted you into his arms. You felt weightless and empty as he carried you back into your room and laid you down in bed, taking his place beside you and once again pulling you closer into his chest. His arms around you like castle walls protecting something worth fighting for.

After what seemed like forever, your tears stopped. Mark was still in the same position, when he reached down to pull your head up in the direction of his to look at you in the eye.

“(Y/N), why didn’t you tell me you were like this? Don’t you know how much you mean to me?” Mark asked in a soft, calm voice.

You sighed as you tried to find the words to tell him how you felt, before he began speaking again.

“I don’t know what it is that has made you feel this way, and I don’t know what I could say to make you feel better. But (Y/N)…you are my best friend and…I can’t live without you. I would literally be so lost. So…don’t shut me out. You’re always there for me when I need you…so, let me be there for you. Please?”

You felt tears return to your eyes at his words. How could you be so stupid to think that Mark would think less of you? It hit you all at once how dumb you were to think that Mark would think you are weak.

“Shhhh, don’t cry” he said as he wiped your tears away with his thumb.

“It breaks my heart into pieces seeing my favourite girl in the world cry. Come on, close your eyes. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always be here for you. Always”

And with that, Mark cradled you in his arms, as you fell into a deep sleep knowing that you had someone who loved and cared for you, and it was the best feeling in the entire world.

I’ll always be here for you (Y/N)…Always…

[idreamofdraco]

Also, to switch it up a bit, maybe #86, Blaise x Luna, please?

Blaise Zabini was not a religious man, but at this moment he was willing to pray to any god, to all of them, if only he knew their names.

He was too young to die. Hadn’t even had his twenty-sixth birthday yet. If he’d known he’d only live to be twenty-five-and-ten-twelfths, he would have lived his life differently, would have made better choices, would have told the ridiculous woman gawping over him that he loved her.

But he hadn’t and now it was too late.

He opened his mouth to say something, but sand coated every surface. It clung to his skin, his eyebrows, under his fingernails, and every time he swallowed, he felt it lining his esophagus.

If he’d known he’d die choking on sand, he never would have offered his last sip of water to Luna. He was a selfish bastard, and death is what he deserved for thinking of her before himself. Never again! Did you hear that, nameless gods? Never again!

The sand was not the only thing that would be the death of him. He could barely open his eyes because the sun was so blazing hot, sapping him of all moisture until his entire body burned like kindling.

He made a weak attempt to lift his arms, to push Luna, hovering over him if his blurry sight could be believed, away, to warn her that he was a lost cause and to tell her with his last breath that he fell in love with her in the Himalayas, in that one moment when a ray of sunlight had shined down on her like a spotlight while she was lost in thought trying to track the Triple-Coated Nepalese Boar-Bat. He’d been struck by her odd beauty, her dirty blonde plait adorned with leaves and twigs that other people might have assumed had gotten stuck to her in some kind of tumble, but Blaise had known she’d placed each individual piece carefully for some purpose or aesthetic she hadn’t shared and he hadn’t bothered to inquire about. She’d eventually turned her head, casting her bizarre, wide gaze on him, and he’d felt that stare straight through his core. Her eyes had never looked so blue, and he’d seen something new of her in them, something old beyond her years but also young at heart.

She’d smiled and he’d been lost.

He’d never get to tell her about that because he was dying, and maybe she would die, too, baked to death under the thousand-degree sun.

He had not signed up for this! How was he supposed to know a year ago that answering an ad in the Daily Prophet for a brawny travel companion would lead Blaise to the love of his life—a love that would cause him to shed his selfish ways—and, ultimately, to his death?

Water trickled into his mouth, and Blaise would have moaned if the sand in this throat hadn’t stifled the sound. He let the water coat his tongue, washing away the sand, before he swallowed, and then he let the water trickle over his face, providing a modicum of relief before he finally expired and met the heavenly maker he suddenly found himself worshiping.

I’m sorry, divine being! he thought gratefully, without specifying so that any of the listening deities could assume he was thinking about them. I’ll never scoff at your existence again!

A hand grasped Blaise’s, the fingers elfen and light. He knew that hand, and he sighed his relief. He blinked into the sun until a face obscured his vision, blocking the sun’s blinding light.

Wide, surprised eyes looked down at him, lips stretched into a beatific smile. A second hand stroked Blaise’s face, and he was glad, so glad, that Luna was the last thing he’d see before he died. His generic prayers had been answered. He’d sail into the afterlife with a pleasant memory of his last moments on earth fresh in his mind.

“I guess dying with you isn’t the worst way to go,” he croaked, and Luna’s grin widened further, exposing teeth.

Her hand stilled on his face, pausing its stroking to slap him across the cheek.

Blaise’s entire body jerked until he was sitting up, and his vision, which had a moment ago been filled with the blue of Luna’s eyes and the tan of her dirty blonde hair, was now filled with the blue of a sea and the tan of a beachy shore. To their left and right, large, shady umbrellas stretched along the beach while bathing suit-clad people laid out or built sandcastles with children or waded in the waves.

Blaise turned to Luna, trying to grasp what he was seeing. “Where are we?”

“Florida. Miami Beach, specifically.”

“Not the desert?”

“No, darling,” Luna said as she laid on her back on top of a beach towel, the floppy straw hat she’d made during a trip to Wales covering her face.

She was clad in the kind of old fashioned swimming suit ladies wore in eras when the sight of bare female ankles was scandalous. As silly as she looked compared to the topless and bikini-ed women around them, she had never looked more enticing to Blaise.

He tore his gaze away from her to scan their surroundings again. Florida. That’s right. They were holidaying in Florida to rest from a year of travels looking for the wildlife Luna featured in her nature pamphlets. Though, as Blaise looked around, Miami Beach seemed no different to him than the Himalayas or the Serengeti. Just another exotic locale featuring strange and dangerous creatures.

Sensing Blaise’s confusion with an intuition most people underestimated, Luna said from beneath her hat, “You’ve been asleep for over an hour. I thought it was time for a drink and a snack.”

In the sand next to him sat an apple and a bottle of water dripping in condensation. As he chugged the beverage down in ten seconds flat, he appreciated Luna’s surreptitious use of magic to keep the drink ice cold in the disgusting Florida heat.

Smacking his lips at the conclusion of his drink, he palmed the apple and said, “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

Luna pushed the hat off her face, her eyes shining and her smile blindingly bright. “Really?”

He smirked at her happiness, but a tender flutter began in the area of his selfish heart. As he leaned toward her, closing the distance between his mouth and hers, he couldn’t help but notice how her eyes widened and then shuttered closed, waiting for him.

 “After all we’ve been through together, I can’t believe Florida is what broke me,” he said just before he kissed her senseless.

He made sure to send a prayer of thanks to the god or gods that had spared his life, but as Luna released a happy sound and returned his kisses, Blaise couldn’t think of anyone better to worship than the woman underneath him.

Sorry, Floridians. Your state is too hot and humid and the only thing it’s good for is Disney World and Harry Potter Land. And maybe oranges I guess. u_u

[kyojinofbraveos]

Hi there !! you really have german accent and it's so cute

OMG TRAITOR ANON ADFSG Does my voice sound that masculine? Didn’t know that! Also I really think the reason you all are saying I have a German accent is bc all the names are German really afdss.

You know I think I am spoiling you. You asked a meta even though you have traited me, and you got it. And now, as anxiety is literally murdering me and I have a meta-block because of that, you are asking for another. You are my most spoiled anon indeed!

Spoiled anon- Spoling anon- Spoiling manga- SPOILEEERSS AAAAAAA!!

Tomorrow and on Sunday I have classes but maybe, not promising to you, if I might catch a little time, I can write that Strenght meta that you have been asking for 2 days afdgs. But I am telling this again, this is not a promise.

But don’t you worry, I am making my research! I already have a rough draft. I just need to turn it to a meta. I am warning you, it is going to be a little different than you expected. I think in a better way.

[derekstile]

Grrrr stupid people!! I feel you u_u

When I was younger, a little girl called me ugly and it hurt a lot. Three years ago, a student (9 years old) yelled "how ugly!!" pointing at me, after I'd had a haircut, and started laughing in a classroom full of kids.

I have very low self steem, and I have these moments burnt in my brain and I still feel ugly.

Every year I pray not to have that student again.

People sometimes don't measure their words and how much they can affect us :(

when i was young i really hated myself, cuz both my parents and little brother are v white, have beautiful light eyes and euro features in general, while i had olive skin, dark eyes and v dark hair, plus big nose, big lips, etc. living in a mostly poc province, my family always had all the attention, they were the beautiful ones while i was another brick in the wall lol.

with time, i learned to accept myself, like, i still dont feel pretty, but i learned to live with it.

today for the first time someone pointed out my features and said i was the pretty one and im confusion