#sunlight left me

[waves-mp4]

Just finished reading Sunlight Left Me by @vivificanousprime (go read it it’s good) and i love it so much that it hurts. I feel so bad for Soundwave. He watched his friend fall in and out of love and the way that each time Megatron gets worse is just UUGGHH (/lh). Also this quote,

“In the end, he admitted to himself that the friend he'd loved died in that arena, screaming for the mech greying in his arms. All that proceeded was the fantasy.

Shockwave, however, was real. Their love, their bond, their family were all real and infallible.”

This quote kills me. After the death of Terminus, Megatron kinds loses himself. Soundwave watchs this happen and must hurt to see his friend change so much. Soundwave stays at Megatron's side through it all. They are still friends but the old Megatron is long dead.

Shockwave must feel so stable to Soundwave. Shockwave is calm and predictable. Yes, Shockwave has changed but that was a long time ago. But current Shockwave is reliable. Like the quote says, Shockwave is real.

(at least that is my interpretation. I’m not able to find underlining meanings in stories and stuff sooo i might be wrong lol)

[lesbiansloveseokjin]

day 391/548 of hobi's military service

these selcas were posted on 180511 with the caption:

🌹☘️ #jhope 🌸🌼

[blackrevell]

Monte Carlo Postcard // Alex

ver.2 under the cut

I wish I could say the fandom sleeps on her, but CDPR slept on their own character to start with tbh

[megumi-fm]

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[todayisafridaynight]

i cant capture it in a single picture but the pain and agony i felt watching this shit in front of my very eyes. this was evil <- needs every frame of it in a museum

[drippingmoon]

Lil' Update

You won't see much of me in November, and December more than likely. I'm reverting to my hiatus/semi-hiatus status, so... my activity will be greatly reduced. This means I'll reblog/be on here sporadically and randomly, and... ayyy, I actually don't like this decision, but this also means I'll cut down on the amount of tags I usually write. That absolutely doesn't mean I don't adore you guys' work or aren't in complete awe (seriously, you guys rock and are fantastically talented and I'm so happy to read so many heartfelt stories), but... it's just something I gotta do. I have a bit too much to juggle... and okay, lmao, half of it has to do with the fact that I basically never wanna go a long period without writing ever again, seriously, it's the one thing keeping my sanity in check🤣🙇‍♀️

Thaaaat said, all the cheers to everyone participating in NaNo and equally as much to those just doing their own thing! Let's all kick some ass💪❤ (and meet again in good health, seriously and please thank fuck)

[bredforloyalty]

it's snowing. maybe life is worth living after all

[ayyponine]

Sorry thinking abt trauma and hauntings and building a new life while accommodating the cracks rather than attempting to move on from the past entirely. Again

[zapsoda]

i understand how peeta got so jacked from baking bread

[ehlnofay]

almost forty degrees on a random fucking thursday. the fan is blowing hot air at me. no matter what I do there is some part of me covered in sweat. just another day of my favourite season

[ghwosty]

if at any point you become convinced that I'm cool, I am sorry for the deception but I am about as cool as a plastic water bottle left in a car on a hot day

[camelspit]

[lit-in-thy-heart]

brb sobbing over a book written nearly two hundred years ago

[hcrctic]

i guess that no one ever really made me feel that much higher, te deseo, cariño, boy, it's you i desire, your love, your love, my love.. — west coast, lana del rey.

@tellemidied (bite me this was a spur-of-the-moment thing)

[oathofpromises]

“ i love you. i’m sorry. ” — Data to Hiroto

Hiroto's chest trembled with a mix of excitement and apprehension upon hearing those three words. When was the last time someone had spoken those words to him with genuine intent? Data wasn’t a liar; he had always been honest, ever since the day he met the brunet. But could the viper allow him to get that close? What if he saw something and ended up leaving, too? The little love Hiroto had left and the constant fear that somehow his heart would shatter if someone else came into his life only to end up abandoning him or, worse, stabbing him in the back. It was causing the viper felt overwhelmed, as he leaned against the table.

“Data…those words…please don’t say them to someone like me. I am the least suitable person to be graced with something so tender," Hiroto whispered, as his hand reached out and softly brushed the side of the brunet's face.

Data was a beacon of sunlight in the darkness, the one person who had seen Hiroto in his entirety and never judged him for his past. He had even forgiven the viper for attacking Stella, which still shocks him to this day. How easily the red mage had worked his way into the older Caelum heart, but all that would await Data would be pain. Darkness that would threaten to consume him too, and that was the last thing Hiroto wanted. He was too good for him, that much Hiroto was well aware of, yet he yearned to be close to him, even if that was selfish.

Gently, his fingertips brushed against the softness of Data's lips—a simple gesture that sent Hiroto's heart into a frenzy of butterflies.ed the viper; left his chest feeling heavier than before. The truth was, he longed for Dat’s presence, yearning for their souls to intertwine. However, a haunting trepidation enveloped his heart, echoing the realization that agreeing to the brunet's proclamation of love would eventualy lead to Hiroto destroying all that Data was.

Leaning closer, he felt Data's hand grip against him as he pulled the other so close. With Data's lips just inches away, he felt an irresistible pull to move closer. As time went on, his breath became increasingly labored, as though the atmosphere itself was infused with an undeniable chemistry. The notion of distancing himself from Data and fleeing appeared to be the most effective means of keeping the other safe, but the ache in his chest remained unrelenting. The gentle movement of his thumb against the sides of the other person's face held him in place, preventing him from leaving.

“You should run... All I do is destroy anything I care about,” whispered Hiroto, as his lips briefly pressed against the brunet’s. It wasn't a full-on kiss, but the fleeting touch of their lips sent a wave of goosebumps across his skin. The taller Miqo’te pulled Data even closer than his white tail wrapped around the bard’s leg’s leg.

"Please, push me away. I don't want to hurt you," Hiroto whispered, his hands gently cradling the brunet's face. As he kissed Data again, tears threatened to spill down his face, a mix of joy and sorrow. Why did it feel like paradise to kiss him? The way it made him yearn to be even closer was almost unbearable. They were already leaning into each other, their bodies positioned in a particularly intimate manner.

“You..changed everything.. I was okay with you all hating me. I could handle that. I have allowed no one close to my heart. Not since… It doesn’t matter. You make me question so much. All those feelings I had thought had gone are now flaring back up again. I burn for you, Data. I want you to flee, but the other part of me needs you close and I know how selfish that sounds. You turned my dark world into something brighter…and I don’t know how to handle that.”

One time, he had given his heart away in such an unreserved manner. He had faith that the people he loved most weren't going to abandon him, but in the end, they were the ones who stabbed him in the back. acted toward him as if he were a monster, and perhaps a part of him still harbored the belief that he was one. How else was he supposed to feel? Anytime someone got close, they would either stay for a time or end up leaving and the viper would once again be left alone to pick up what remained.

"Please don't say those words unless you truly mean them, Data. I can’t handle losing anyone else or being abandoned again…it almost killed me last time. Some part of me wishes it had.”

Hiroto took a step back, releasing his grip on Data, and deliberately turned his back on the other. It was best to just keep Data at arm’s length. To let him down easy and watch as he fell in love with someone else. It wouldn’t be that difficult. There were plenty of others out there that were much better than he was. They would take care of Data…give him the life he deserved. It hurt a lot to admit that to himself and did nothing but cause the ache in Hiroto chest to grow larger.

In the end, who could ever love a beast like me...

“I know…you care but trust me. There are better people out there that can give you the life and love you deserve. Don’t pick me…because I wouldn’t.”

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

cant believe all it took to get me deep into thinking about tes and snelfs again was for me to think really deeply about making faendal an actual character