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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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hiiii

Hii <3

#who's thisss

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Que no haya pasado ya, no significa que nunca pasaría. Piensalo de esta forma, te ahorraste todo el estres y agotamiento de pasar por relaciones que a lo mejor ni terminaban siendo finalistas en tu adolescencia.

Te llegará, y será de lo mejor :)

Ventilando #2

Mañana cumplo 18 y jamás pude tener un romance adolescente. Una parte de mi me dice que es algo innecesario e irrealista a lo que aspiran las personas que no saben lo que quieren.

Pero otra parte de mi dice: A la mierda la madurez barata! No necesito hacerme el fuerte, ni el valiente, ni el mas maduro, ni el que mas sabe de todo, quiero dejarme guiar por mis instintos por una vez en la vida y lanzarme a hacer lo que jamás pude en mi adolescencia.

Pero ya es muy tarde para decir que no, toca aceptar que núnca pasó y núnca pasará. Solo me queda pensar en la siguiente forma en la que la vida me va a joder mi estabilidad mental y prepararme para lo peor.

#tqm

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more valentines cards!

they really do get worse every year

#more to the collection #cyno's one lmaoo

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Pues yo siento que es la mejor opción cuando sientes q no entiendes ni verga de un examen q tienes en menos de 24 horas y tus compañeros te hacen sentir culpable/estupida constantemente 😍

Me quiero pegar un tiro :)

#amamos eso

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Me quiero pegar un tiro :)

#amo no elaborar en nada #no pregunten #pq si preguntan hablare como lora

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Beauty of the Blue

Duntou blue fabric is mainly used in clothing and daily necessities. Duntou blue textile technology belongs to the traditional skills in the intangible cultural heritage, and the people's life is closely related, and the fabric presents a simple and generous, simple and harmonious art.

The day i went to Guangzhou Cultural Center New Building. Went to this little place w serene surroundings and tranquil setting exhibiting Guangzhou Cultural fabric skills. The Center contains alot more of Guangzhou’s cultural heritage related culture. Which is Beautiful and this is just one little part of them.

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Geostigma (Oneshot)

Fandom: FFVII

Pairing: Rufus x fem!Reader

Warning: None

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Ff7 Rufus oneshot request please!!! ACRufus with geostigma. He was once high and mighty but now is a hot shot president who’s fallen from grace. He’s really sick with geostigma (not terminally but needs to act like it is). Scenario of the girl he’s been secretly pining over volunteering at the recovery unit he’s staying at. He’s super conflicted because he wants to talk to her but at the same time doesn’t want her to see him like this. He also doesn’t want to expose his identity as shinras president and doesn’t want to lie to her pretending to be terminally ill with geostigma even though he is legimately suffering from it. What do you think??? Hope this works and makes sense!!! All good if you can’t do it though!!!

A/N: Anon, this was one of the most challenging pieces I’ve written. Keeping Rufus in character while showing his soft side was an enjoyable challenge, so tysm for sending in this request! 😁 I really hope you like it~. 

Word Count: 1967

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In this place, status didn’t matter - the rich, poor, females, males, old, young, and kids were all suffering in equal agony. The stigma didn’t discriminate. Shinra had grown tired of seeing the same view every day. White walls, white beds, white machines - who chose this design? He couldn’t have been more thankful for the hooded cloak, as the darkness had never felt so comforting. For the longest time, the president only saw the world in two colors, white of the recovery bay and black within his hood. That is until you came around and added color to his colorless world.

After losing a dear friend to the stigma, you became a volunteer at that facility. You had seen your friend suffering and wanted to help others, even if it means only making them smile. Though that may not seem much, you knew a smile meant the world to a person who was suffering. For the longest time, Rufus watched you, curious as to why you wanted to volunteer, considering most volunteers were older men or women and military personnel. You seemed like nothing less than a rose in the middle of a battlefield.

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#I love this #Soft Rufus has my heart

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Hey there <3 first of all I'm so happy there are other people except me still active in this fandom because oh boy I feel so lonely :') I just stumbled upon your blog and honestly I don't know if you're even accepting requests, but I'd be over the moon for some fluffy relationship headcanons for Noctis <3 he's like? the love of my life?? and really helps me keep it together nowadays. Feel free to ignore this if you're not comfortable with it, I'm just glad to see active people 🖤

OMG Thank you so much for your request! I came back to this blog and figured that the fandom was long dead. It makes my heart sing knowing that there are others that still wish to see FFXV content! I would love to fill in any requests you have to the best of my abilities! Send anything my way. But here is what I have for you. I totally went overboard. I hope you enjoy!

Noctis X Reader

Relationship Headcanons

Noctis loves videogames. He plays them all the time with Prompto. He even goes so far as to hang out at arcades. Thats where he met you.

He thought he loved videogames, fishing and sleeping more then anything in the world… That was until he saw you brandishing a controller shaped like a gun, blasting your way through a hoard of zombies. Prompto was off looking at other games, expecting Noctis to be trailing behind him. NOPE. Noct is watching you. You were really good, as if it you learned how to blast zombies the moment you learned to walk.

Turns out you loved videogames just as much as he does, and here you are.

You bet your ass that if you didn't have a gaming system, he would get you everything you needed for the best set up. He would even set it all up to look and feel like you. It would be a whole vibe. You want a cozy vibe? He's on it. You want a color theme, expect everything to be that color. He is probably more enthused about this than you.

When your system (Console or PC) arrives, he would be over the moon to unpack it with you. In your pajamas, you would pull everything out. Packing peanuts and bubble wrap surrounding you as if it were Christmas. He would insist that he is the master at videogames, and doesn't need the directions. He would toss them over his shoulder and proceed to try to set everything up with solely the use of his mind.

The two of you would make the best out of the moment. He would throw packing peanuts at you--- before you know it, you are both goofing off, totally off of task.

When back on task, He gets confused as to which hard drive fits where… where did the directions go? They were lost in the wreckage of your battle with the packing peanuts. Laughing and trying to search through tears, you would find them hidden beneath his butt. He would look at you sheepishly before taking it and skimming it. "I knew that-" he would claim with a roll of his eyes.

He would buy games to play with you. He is the kind of guy who would play Minecraft with you as a form as a date. But would you have it any other way? No!

Snuggled up in blankets and within his arms, you would build your world. Your beds would be next to each others. And you would do every task together.

Building-- He would get you supplies and help you build your vision.

Hunting and Farming-- he is getting you the animals and protecting them from the hostile mobs. Want a specific horse? He will travel across multiple maps to find it.

Mining? He is your strong arm. He is ready to take out the mobs that attack you. "Get behind me, I got this." he would state, and with the bravery of a true future king, he'd rush in. You get all the diamond armor, and tools. He has to protect the most important thing to him of course.

You are lost in a cave, he will come and find you. "I think I know where I am at," You would be laughing hysterically, moving through the blocky and dark environment.

"I turn my back for two seconds and you are gone," He is shaking his head, amusement reflecting within his tone.

"I got distracted by the cute Axolotls! Not my fault they draw me in." you would look up at him, watching his face light up with adoration.

"Let me find you, and we can make a tank of them. Just stay in one place."

You would play until late at night, and would find yourself dozing off, head on his chest. He is still dead set on building you this Axolotl tank, and naming them cute names. He would notice your screen below his, still staring at the same furnaces for the past ten minutes.

Smiling, he would look down at you, watching as you snuggled closer to his chest, eyelids fluttering from sleep. Brushing your hair from your face, He would place a soft kiss to your head. In that moment, there is nothing more perfect. You are his everything. He would allow you to sleep while he finished the tank. But knowing you, you wanted to search for the Axolotls together. He would turn off the console and carry you to bed.

His other love is fishing.

The first time he takes you fishing, he makes sure you are fully equipped for a great time. He makes sure you have food, a drink, and a chair so you are comfortable.

And if you want to learn how to fish, he will teach you in a heart beat. Standing on a dock in the woods, overlooking a small pond-- he would run you through the basics. Of course he is a pro, so he has one of the harder reels to fish with. The spool is an open face, making it tougher to cast without getting the line tangled. To mitigate knotting the fishing line, he would cast the line out for you.

"Each lure has a different specialty," He'd begin his lesson. His tackle box is organized by the types of lures. Top water lures had their own tray, soft baits the middle, and the lower tray had the deep diving lures. He would get you set up with the best lure for the environment.

He'd show you how to jerk the pole to attract the fish. After reeling in, he would cast the lure out again before handing you the pole. "You try."

You were unsuccessful the first few casts, and decided to relinquish the power back to the King of Fishing.

He would give you his baseball hat to wear, to keep the sun from your eyes.

As the sun slowly dove behind the trees, and the fireflies started their glowing ritual over the pond. You would find yourself sitting on the dock beside Noct, head resting on his shoulder while he fished. The sound of the crickets seemed to sooth you, warm summer breeze brushing against your skin.

You could feel the muscles moving in his shoulder as he reeled his lure in. He pulled the pole back, casting the lure back out to the pond. After a while, he would get tired of the lure he was using. That's where you came in. He would ask you to pick out a lure for him to use.

He had so many, there was no way you could pick the right one. Sifting through his box, you chose the brightest, most colorful lure. It was a top water lure, Which meant it floated on the surface. You were quick to hand it over to him and he fastened it to the clasp.

"Blow on it for luck," he moved the lure close to you. Looking between him and the lure you smiled with a questioning look on your face. Gently, you blew onto the lure. With his good luck charm, he casted the lure out and it plopped into the center of the small pond.

He reeled in for a moment, before something huge came leaping out of the water, attacking his bait. The man had never jumped up so fast in his life. He would set the hook. Quickly and urgently, he would hand you the pole and coach you as you reeled in the fish. And when you landed it, he helped you pull it onto the dock.

A huge largemouth bass was hooked onto your lure. "Holy shit, that's huge!" he would exclaim, getting the fish off of the hook. If you were bold enough, he would have you hold the fish. He would be in awe, taking a picture of you with the huge fish. If you didn't want to hold it, he would, and have you pose beside him. That was his new favorite picture.

He will forever call you his good luck charm. He never had anyone, even himself, blow on a lure before. It was a spur of the moment idea. and hell, it worked. Every time you'd fish together, he has you pick out his lures and blow on them for good luck.

That fish picture is the background on his phone. You would find him unlocking his phone, just to look at it. When he's caught up doing his Royal Duties, he will use that picture as a tether. It always seemed to comfort him, seeing your smile, wearing his old baseball cap.

He will tell everyone about how you out-fished him. You are the fishing master now.

Naptime was always the best when you were with him.

Netflix and Chill? More like Netflix and Sleep. He would find a movie that you both would like. With that on, the two of you would fall into a pleasant slumber. He would rub comforting circles into your back, fingertips dancing against your skin. It would take him no time at all to fall asleep in this state.

If you were to fall asleep before him, he would kiss your forehead, eyelids, cheeks, or nose and tell you just how much he loves you.

If he dozes first, you would snuggle close and watch him as he slept. His face relaxed, dark eyelashes fluttering against his cheek bones. Kissing his cheek, you would snuggle your face into the crook of his neck.

The sound of his breathing and heart beat would be everything you needed to fall asleep.

You two would wake up to the sound of the loud credits playing after the movie would end. "Wanna order dinner?" he'd ask, this voice deep from sleep. You would both agree and try to watch the movie again, this time with dinner in your laps.

This is my first time writing for Noctis, and I hope I did him justice! Thank you so much for your request! ❤️ If you have any others, feel free to send them my way!

#op you outdid yourself with this one #my heart melts #im so soft for noct #Thank you for giving his hobbies a focus #I wanna go fishing with him so badly</3 #This goes to favorites

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༻laundry day

—“gonna shrink your shirt”

noctis lucis caelum x reader

Synopsis: Loving Noctis is like wishing for rain on a hot summer day. Irritating and Pointless.

Tags: [Words: 1,129], pining, angst, set before the game, reader is gender neutral

a/n: fun fact i finished writing this while waiting for my laundry to dry LMAO

“Pom, what are you doing?” You take the lollipop out of your mouth and gesture towards the house of cards Prompto was building on the floor of the laundromat.

“I’m trying to keep busy.” Prompto mutters as he carefully places the next card on the tower.

The laundromat smells like chlorine and despite the slight breeze you feel whenever the fan hanging by the door turns your way, your skin feels sticky from sweating so much.

It was a hot summer day and Ignis decided that today was cleaning day at Noctis’ apartment.

“This room is not fit for a Prince, let alone the soon-to-be King.” Ignis had said in his ever so posh voice.

You and Prompto couldn’t weasel your way out and were included in the cleaning regime since you were already hanging out at Noct’s place. You guys weren’t doing anything in particular—just sitting in front of a fan while playing King’s Knight on your phones.

The four of you spent the day scrubbing Noctis’ apartment down floorboard by floorboard, top to bottom. Your feet are sore and astrals know you need a shower.

When you guys were done with that, Ignis prompted things to go by quicker if the four of you split up. Ignis and Noctis went grocery shopping while you and Prompto were on laundry duty.

“The fact that it’s not even our OWN laundry we’re waiting for.” Prompto leans back on his hands with a groan.

A high pitched beep plays from the dryer and you jump off of it to unload the first batch of clothes.

When you open the dryer, a white piece of folded paper falls out onto the floor.

“Oh, hey. I guess Noct left something in his pockets.”

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#all hail Noctis angst #i am crying and sobbing #the realism of this is PAIN #i want him so bad #THE LAST TWO LINES MY GOSH #Author ily 😭

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Getting ready for the day Linky?

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HELLO MY BEL MY LOVE 😭😘 oh my gosh i didn’t know you read blue lock SO SEEING YOU ON MY FIC MAKES ME EVEN HAPPIER 😫😫😫😫 thank you for reading and for the encouragement always hehehe my favorite person!!!

MWAH.

HELLO ANRI ❤️ let's be real I'd read your fics anytime even if I haven't read the manga, just for your writing alone.

LOVE YOU<3

#bel's beloved anri💙 #My fav person

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#blade my love #your art pretty

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hungry hearts 1

Itoshi Sae X Fem!Reader 

You are Itoshi Sae’s Manager. Fielder of dumb reporter questions and keeper of his schedule. Among many others.

Timeskip. Sae is 24 and is officially a representative of Japan.

slowburn. sae is bad with feelings. will add more characters/warnings/tags as i go along. author knows nothing about football.

chapter 1: morning rituals

Sae wakes up in his room to the loud ringing of his phone, because a certain manager whose number bypasses his Do Not Disturb had decided to check in on reminders earlier than the usual this morning. He swipes his screen open and sees that it’s you (as well as a calendar reminder for a something at 11AM today which he opts to ignore), because of course. At the back of his mind, there is a sensation of a faraway memory brushing his consciousness upon seeing your name, the feeling not unlike when you see a person for the first time in a long time. Like in a dream, or an old, old memory—he can’t quite decide. When he closes his eyes once again, he thinks he could feel that memory, that sensation, getting closer and closer.

Another round of ringing and he’s up sitting on his bed, swinging both legs to the floor, sighing because he knows he really should’ve set his alarm an hour earlier this morning (as was your advice). He looks around his room, catching the momentary glint of a pair of cufflinks at his bedside table. He hasn’t even opened his window to let fresh air in.

He clicks Answer, putting you on loudspeaker.

“I hope you’ve at least opened the window to let the morning air in?”

He doesn’t speak right away, choosing instead to let his yawn run its due as he slowly half-settles back into bed, propping his head and shoulders up by his elbows while his feet settle flat on the cold floor.

“Well, good morning to you, too.” His voice comes out a little graver than the usual as he stretches his neck back, his face to the ceiling.

“Yes, good morning, Sae-kun. And welcome home,” goes your greeting, even though the two of you get on these calls on a daily basis and it hardly registers any difference anymore whether he’s in Spain or his home country. Other than the fact, of course, that in these coming days, you get to see each other in person. He can sense a little of that AM grogginess in your voice that tells him that, even for you, a call this early isn’t the norm—which really isn’t, and is a fact he can take relief in, he supposes. Still, you softly clear your throat and that’s how he knows you’re ready. You, thankfully, always are, even and especially when he’s not.

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#Part 1728392 of do I have a vivid imagination or is Anri just a phenomenal writer #I MISSED YOUR WRITING. #Everytime I read your fic I get reminded just how much I LOVE the way you write #It's just wow #I haven't been reading fanfics much lately #But this is just what I needed to get into reading again #ANRI WOW. WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS #yummy fic #good stuff #I love they way you portrayed sae #Sobbing I love this

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Sketch

#BLADE #you draw them so prettyy stopppp #blade blade blade #I love him

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Jing Yuan

#wowowoowoe #Let me hit? #art style yummy