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han-shinsuke · 3 years

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s a c h i r o h i r u g a m i x L u n a

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“ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ”—the light, the heat.

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“When will you stop?” Sachiro’s frequent question every time I dropped by in his unit. Instead of answering, I would just gave him my usual smile as I starts arranging his essentials in the cupboard. He develops this kind of habit after he lost his girlfriend and their two dogs in a car accident two years ago. Sachiro would question the actions he thinks inappropriate and useless. He’d also question his existence and why it was only him who survived the fatal car crash.

Sachiro stands on his feet and picks up the remote control of his theater television, “you should stop coming here, Luna, I am not your obligation.” He says as he turned off the t.v.

It was his habitual manner, driving away those who cares for him, shutting down every help that tries to sneak in his life.

“Once you get better, Hiro, you won't see this face anymore.” I was smiling wide when I told him the same answer I keep telling him but, deep down in my heart, I was crying.

I put the last can of processed meat on top of his other canned goods and closed the glass lead of the storage.

“I won’t get better, Luna, I’m a hopeless case.”

“No. You will, soon.”

“There are situations and people that love could not cure, Luna, why can’t you accept that fact?”

“Because it was love that saved you! Her love for you that I’d never be able to surpass! She saved you, Hiro! It's your dead girlfriend who sacrificed her life for you to live so, please, Hiro, value the life she willingly surrendered just for you.”

I turned my head immediately when my voice broke. I'm in haste of preventing more tears to come out from my eyes.

“Luna...” I did not respond to his call. I took few steps away from him and breathe out some heavy air. Calm down. Calm down. I keep telling myself.

“Excuse me, Sachiro, I need to bring your soiled clothes to the laundry station.”

I walked pass him once I finished gathering his clothes and my things. Even if he doesn’t want it, I would still help him and I will keep coming back.

“Drive safely,” I heard him uttered before the door shut closed.

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The next day, I received a text from him asking if I could stay in his unit tonight. My lips pouted as I started typing my reply. Was it really him that wanted me to come over and spend a night in his home? That's new!

“Greatest martyr of this generation, Luna, Sachiro's fxck buddy!” I almost slap my officemate when she peek on my phone and teases me.

“Got problem with that, Olivia? Gosh! You're so loud!” I pressed the send button and put back the phone inside my drawer.

“I just can't believe you, Luna. You could date other men so why are you sticking with someone who can't even see your worth and efforts? You've been his friend since high school and from that point of your life, how come he didn't notice your feelings for him? Gosh! Good thing I never had a guy best friend and I'm not in your shoes, I can't imagine myself falling in love with a man like that!”

Me, too, Olivia. I never thought I would chase after the immovable, Sachiro Hirugami.

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“hmmm...” I was gripping hard on the backrest of the couch while my core is being penetrated by Sachiro's member. I can't remember how or when we started. All I know is, I am loving every touch and kisses on my skin. His strength is dominating my small body. Giving cues and instructions of what I should do to return the pleasures he's letting me to feel freely.

“Gosh, Sachiro! Your moving so fast aahh~” I lost count of the times I had been calling his name since we started. My legs are shaking from being sprawled wide while he pounds me from behind. He was groaning and breathing heavily as he slams his shaft deep and hard into me, the head of his thing hitting the perfect spot.

“Fxck! Fxck! You're so hot inside aaaahh! Aaaahh!” I buried my head deeper against the softness of the couch. He's growing bigger inside me and I can't help but let out a mewl sound of pleasure.

Sachiro keeps slamming his hips against my buttocks. The slapping sounds of skin against skin are getting louder by each seconds. I thought he'd be contented with just thrusting in and out inside me but Sachiro squeezes my breasts harder. I winced from pain and for a moment, I wanted him to stop. Using my left hand, I tried prying his squeezing fingers on my nipple but Sachiro hastily pulls out his cxck from my cunt and without a warning, slams it inside my tight anusxx. A strange cold enveloped my body and little by little, a burning sensation started to follow. That's when I have realized that all the hot nights we've shared together, this was the first time Sachiro have had invaded another hole of my body.

“Sac–Sachiro don’t move aaahhh yet pleasee~” I was crying already before I could even realized it. We've never done analx before! Sachiro pulls out and slams in continuously, not minding how my body shakes from the burning pain.

“You’re aaahhh squeezing me hard aaahhh!” I cannot control this part of my body. I just feel pain and only pain. I can feel it too. My muscles clenching his pumping cxck.

Sachiro continues giving me heavy thrusts in spite of my cries and pleads to slow his pace.

“Sachiro pleaseee aahhh~ I–I can’t take more aaahh!” I yelped when he spanked my hips thrice and then groped my butt cheeks harder than the spanks he had given me.

My body dropped on the ledge of the couch’ backrest, my hands swinging with my body due to his heavy thrusts. I caught a glimpse of my frail situation from the glass door of his balcony. Never in my life I thought I would ended up being his slxt. I’m his best friend. His companion. His trusted ally. How did we end up here? With all my remaining strengths, I managed to withdraw his cxck from my butt and pushed him away while hiding my nakedness under his shirt I picked up from the side.

“Let’s stop!” I cried, hand slapping his hands when he tries snatching my body.

I looked down at his erection and it's still hard and pulsating at the same time. Sachiro stares down at me with his darkened aura. He's really intimidating.

“I’m close, Luna...” his voice rings like a growl, “Be a good girl and spread wide for me.”

When I’m about to snap at him, Sachiro snatches his shirt from my tight hold and pulls my right ankle while pushing me down the couch as he spread and bend my legs wide. My mouth parted when he dips his cxckhead on my entrance and shoves it deep.

I writhed from the suddenness of his actions and all I could do is bite down on the skin of Sachiro's broad shoulder as he starts pumping roughly.

My head tilts to every direction when he started kissing and licking my neck.

“Sachirooo~ I’m aahhh fertile... You can’t cum inside me aaahhh~” I positioned my palms on his biceps, ready to push him if he shows any signs of retracting his thing out from my cxnt.

“Fxck! I'll cum inside you, Luna aaahh! I don’t fxcking care if you're fertile or not aaahh!”

My eyes widened at his words. I started to panic when his thing throbs inside me. That's the signal! He's about to shoot all of his loads inside me!

“Aaahnnggh Noo, Sa–Sachirooo! Gosh! Don’t cum inside me aaahh! Fxck wait! Shxt!”

Sachiro pins my both hands on top of my head, restricting my will to fight.

“Lemme fill you up with my seeds, Luna hnnggghh~” And just like that, I'm shaking my head in disapproval. My body also shakes from his fast and deep thrusts. I'm nearing my climax and Sachiro won't even let me to get away.

I just lay on the couch with my trembling legs. Sachiro on top, pumping even better. Moments later, I can feel his warm loads shooting inside me, filling me up until it drips down from my core.

“You really can’t take all my seeds huh? Look, Luna, our juice overflows from your pinkish pusxy hmm~”

I didn't speak. I just lay underneath him, his weight still perched on my small frame, staringg blankly at the ceiling as I breathe heavily. I feel his fingers gliding under my chin and when he lifted my face, Sachiro rewarded my lips with soft and slow kisses. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, allowing his poking tongue to explore my insides.

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“Sachiro.” I called his name softly.

“Hmm?” He hummed, his head laying above my lap.

I was sitting on his bed while he lays there, eyes closed. It's already two in the morning and we just finished pleasuring each other.

“Want me to sing a song?” I asked, smiling.

Sachiro nods his head and that serves as my cue to proceed.

• All For You

Artists: The Light The Heat

—song starts here— f l a s h b a c k s

You're the one I've waited all my life for

You're the one I'd lose it all and die for

And as the sun transforms into the moon

I pray we'd never lose the fire of our youth

—c o l l e g e d a y s—

Sachiro: Luna! I have a crush!

Luna: It's me, I know! I'm beautiful enough to be your crush.

Sachiro: so much confidence my friend! It isn't you. It's Janna of science department.

Luna: Tsk! What do you want me to do? Build you a bridge?

Sachiro: If that's possible? Why not?

I know I'll never stop chasing your heart

My love is yours to hold

Through every high and every low

Our love will only grow

And I'll be here when the sun sets

And I'll be here till our final breath

My love is all for you

—g r a d u a t i o n—

Luna: Congratulations, my friend!

Sachiro: Thank you, Luna!

Luna: Let's celebrate in your parents’ house, Hiro! I'm missing tita’s spaghetti bolognese.

Sachiro: Uh, I can't, Luna, I have a date with Janna.

Luna: What? You promised me, Hiro! You told me we would celebrate together!

Sachiro: We could do it tomorrow, Luna. Bye! See you tomorrow!

—e n d o f f l a s h b a c k s—

In the darkness, our love shines the brightest

When it's hardest, it won't paralyze us

When it feels like we have lost our way

We may bend, but darlin', we will never break

How long? I asked myself over and over again. How long do I have to endure all the pain? Why can't you see me the way I wanted you to, Sachiro? When will you realize that I keep loving you from the very beginning of our existence? We laughed together. We cried together. We succeeded together. But in the end, it isn't't me you want to spend your lifetime with. It would never be me.

Even as we wait for time to heal the broken parts

Our light will find a way where hope is dim and skies are blurry

Take my hand, and we will feel the wind upon our shoulders

Together, we are stronger

I’m sorry, Sachiro. I know you'll never forgive me after this but it's for your own sake. I would never let you destroy your life. You need help. You need shelter. And those I cannot provide alone.

I know I'll never stop chasing your heart

My love is yours to hold

I dialled a number in my phone. It took me months to think about this thoroughly and now I have decided to finally do it.

My love is all for you

It's all for you....

“He–ello? This is Luna, please ta–take him with you.”

I planted a soft kiss on his forehead, tears pouring heavily from my eyes. Sachiro smiles then open his eyes.

“Thank you, Luna. Thank you for not leaving me,” He whispers while wiping the tears away from my face.

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Seven Years Later

Location: Talinn, Estonia

( mutter means mama/mother in german language)

( Meine Geliebte – My love )

“Mutter, Luna! Mutter, Luna!” I heard my son's voice yelling from outside. I almost dropped the plate I am wiping dry because of the tone he uses. It's so urgent and alarming.

I ran outside and I saw my son, biting his lip and I think he's about to cry.

“What is it, Vin?” I asked, eyes scanning our neighborhood, “where’s your sister? Where's Hedy?”

My son wraps his small arms around my waist and buries his face, “a woman took her, mutter!” he says, sobbing.

“Ssshh, stop crying, Vin, we'll find your twin.”

.......

I'm driving my audi as carefully as I could on the snowy road of Talinn, eyes looking at every corner and establishments I passed by in hope of finding my daughter and her abductor. I glanced on the mounted phone near the steering wheel and the tracker shows she's nearby but currently moving around a specific place in the town. My son's still sobbing from the backseat and I can't think of a better solution to calm him. Good thing I bought them a paired necklace with built-in gps in it. Almost eighty percent of youngsters are wearing the same thing as them to decrease the number of children's kidnap cases all over the world.

“Mutter, what's going on there?” Vin points a finger on the Russalka Memorial, wherein the sculpture of an Angel holding an orthodox cross, erected. A number of people starts to gather there. Out of curiosity, I stopped the car and climbed down the car with my son. Hedy might be there! I thought.

Few more steps and I'm close to the flock of crowds wandering around the bronze monument.

But, out of nowhere, the song I sung seven years ago, started playing all over the place of Kadriorg, Talinn. I stood on my spot, frozen. Heart pounding loudly. Then the crowd opens up, giving way through to the monument. There, I found my daughter giggling while the man I keep praying for to heal up until now is giving his own child a piggy back ride while being accompanied by a dog.

“That’s her, mutter! She's the one who had taken away my sister!” Vin exclaimed then run towards his sister.

Sachiro! I broke down in heavy tears, shoulders shaking as I cried loudly at where I stand. Alisa Haiba, one of our college friend is taking pictures of my daughter and her Dad.

Alisa hands Vin a chocolate and do a finger heart sign. She holds my son's hand and taps Sachiro's back, pointing my direction. Sachiro stops playing with Hedy. He put her down carefully and smiled at me.

Sachiro whispers something at Alisa and the latter nodded her head as a response. He, then, walks towards me. I took steps backwards and think of running but he caged me in his arms.

“I’m sorry, Sachiro! I’m so sorry for sending you in rehab! I’m so sorry for being so selfish!” I never cried so hard in my life. It hurts seeing him here but at the same time, I’m so glad that he's here, looking so fine and healthy.

Sachiro cups my face and adhere our foreheads. He breathes in my scent and I did the same. I missed him so bad!

“Ssshh, I understand, Luna. I should be the one asking for your forgiveness. You bears so much pain alone. A bad man don't deserve an angel like you. You keep saving me even if it's your reputation is at stake. I’m sorry, Luna, sorry for causing you so much pain.”

“I love you, Sachiro! I'll forever do!” I hug him tightly, afraid of losing him again. Sachiro hug me with same intensity and later on he did something unexpected.

Sachiro kneels in front of me, grinning and crying at the same time.

“Will you let me in again in your life, Meine Geliebte?” Sachiro pulls out a ring-sized handcuffs made of gold and adorned with tiny diamonds. He locks our ring fingers between the ring and says, “thank you for saving me, Luna, let me protect you and our children this time.”

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#sachiro x reader #haikyuu #haikyu #imagines #love #smut #sachiro hirugami

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writedaships · 5 years

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The Plan That Kept Going Wrong. (surface fell Frans Ship)

Inspired by: http://harosais1.tumblr.com/post/182790366946/fransweek-day-6-moving-forward-like-i-told (please go love their art.) The shouting was getting closer, Sans held onto Frisks smaller hand as he practically dragged her behind him. His legs were so much longer than hers. How did they follow her? how did they find him? None of those mattered right now he and frisk needed to get away. Since the human population never liked monsters and wanted them wiped off this land, monsters were glad they grew up in a kill be killed the world. The only thing different now was that humans were hunting monsters and monsters were killing humans, well all except the savor of the monster kind, Frisk.

Sans was too caught up in his thoughts he was practically yanked out of his mind as he heard a cry out in surprise than in pain, Frisk hand pulled on his hand and he pulled to steady her. If he hadn't had a grip like steel she would have fallen. From what sans could tell from glancing at her she was limping. Frisk must have stepped wrong and hurt her ankle or some shit along the line. They needed to get away and soon. Without losing a step Sans tossed Frisk’s arm over his massive shoulders and scooped her up; as if she were a babybones. The shouting grew louder as he ran, more humans had joined the hunt "shit" sans cured under his breath. These humans never seemed to give up. Sans saw a street coming up, he took a sharp turn hoping to lose them. Maybe behind an ally or something but what sans saw made his SOUL drop. Cars had been piled up here, almost like a barricade. Sans swore. He had taken them into a dead end. Sans closed one eye and looked around becoming frantic, no shortcut insight.

A sharp BANG and something grazing his calf, made him stumble a bit. Sans looked back, holding his love protective to the middle of his chest. There was another BANG and a flash of the gun going off and sans felt another stinging graze. Shit, the mother fuckers had Guns. Not a first. Quickly he practically dropped frisk, shielding her behind him and dug is clawed fingers into the pavement and lifted with all his strength, Frisk realizing what he was doing jumped in beside him and helped lift, Just in time to when their Hunters opened fire.

Sans had no idea what kind of guns they were using, too dark, but they had to have some kind of magic to them, he had to use his whole weight to keep the thick slab of pavement up to shield them from the flying metal of death. Frisk clung to Sans to stay as covered as she could, the pavement had come up smaller than comfortable. Frisk had to almost cling to him as she kept a hand up to help steady their only protection.

((Sacrifice))

Then Sans saw it only a few feet ahead of him, A shortcut. It was kind of hidden by a car door, so its no wonder Sans didn't see it in his hurried panic. Sans looked down at Frisk. He could see her ankle, thou mostly covered, was bigger than the other. She wasn't walking on that, anytime soon. Sans looked back up at the shortcut then felt another round of bullets. They were getting closer, there was no way they were getting there without him getting dusted and her getting hurt...

Then it hit him, ... only one of them was going to make it out of this alive. And by hell was it going to be him. She still had so much more life in her, She IS going to make it.

Sans must have had a look in his eyes because frisk locked eyes with him. Red eyes full of worry and... dread *Sans what are you- But before Frisk could finish Sans scooped her up again and made a dead RUN for the short cut. Sans was practically there when he felt three hot pains hit him dead in the back but he only staggered before making it the last few steps he waved his free hand and tossed Frisk through the code. She rolled from momentum back hitting the couch on the other side of the room. *SANS Frisk looked back at the window in the code at Sans, her love. He smiles at her through the pain, sharp gold tooth gleaming in the ominous light of the living room, but Frisk could see the resolve and masked fear in Sans's eye lights... as the small red tear falling from his left eye.

Frisk crawled on the floor towards him, she tried to get up, tried to get to him, get back to Sans. But the way was already closing as Sans' magic already began to fail as he took another few hits to the spine.

"sorry...Sweetheart" he gave a small wave, with that he dusted. The way closed with a snap, for good. Frisk went into hysteria...

Frisk was crying Sans's name again and again soon she heard footsteps, then she felt a warm embrace and the smell of cinnamon butterscotch filled her nose. But they weren't San’s. A Blinding gold light filled her eyes.

*RELOAD TO LAST SAVE FILE

((Sad Ending))

Frisk body jolted as she clung to sans she looked up into his strong eyelights. Hand clenching her chest. Sans caught her eyes and he saw the red determined glint in her eye.

THERE WAS ONLY WAY OUT OF THIS, SANS NEEDS TO BE STRONGER.

"Sweetheart, I don't like that look in your eyes," Sans said coldly.

*then your really not going to like, what I do next.

That was all she said before shoving something red into his hand, kiss him on the cheek, then ran out from their shelter, gunshots rang in the air, a thump hit the floor and sans felt his bone go cold and his hand absorbed the red object... F r i s k' s s o u l.

*Sans

*level up

*LV 15

*ATK 20

*DF 10

*HP 20/5

*A determined soul whispers "Give them Hell I'll see you soon" within his soul.

Sans felt the pavement fall, “you sons of A BITCH! YOU’RE DUST!”

The world went RED

The next thing Sans was standing in Red, hand bloodied HP only at 15 and a whole more EXP then he wanted right now as rest of the glowing tears fell from his sockets, not stopping. But he didn't bother to wide them away. As he came back to his senses, his knees buckled under the realization of what just happened hit him. Falling to his knees, a sound escaped his opened mouth as if one from a wounded animal. As if he was a bear caught in a bear trap. It was full of pain. His magic sparked and burned with power after absorbing 7 human souls. No monsters have ever absorbed this many in a lifetime None close as he had in the less in 5 minutes. Sans had the power equal to a mythological god. He couldn't feel the physical pain from his few injuries. All he could feel was the pain from his soul braking as a soft warm red light held the fragments together, then a Gold light filled his eyes.

*RELOAD TO LAST SAVE FILE

((Happy ending))

Sans felt frisk shift sharply next to him, panting and clinging to him as if she had run from a nightmare...

Nightmare... THAT'S IT, thou Sans didn't like it, he knew how to get them out of this.

"Sweetheart, I need you to reach into my jacket, grab my phone and call the contact that says ‘W.D’. Can you do that for me?"

"But isn't that the contact you told me to never EVER call, Something about certain death?!" Frisk looked uncertain, hand still holding his jacket tight.

Frisk was brave and a stubborn ass sometimes but she wasn't stupid when it came to stuff Sans told her to never do. After all, she's seen how fucked up the underground could be the surface didn't change much. She new Sans always had a good reason.

"The one and the same, trust me, call it then chuck it at them and hold tight to me. The old man hates humans but he's not stupid, your safe as long as you have me" Sans gave a grunt as another wave of pellets hit. Not giving Frisk any room to ask questions, Sans eye glowed as he sent back a round of bones of his own. The fuckers were getting closer. Frisk didn't even flinch and began digging for his phone, sometimes sans forgot what a badass she was. Finally, she dug it out and when to the contact, called the number put it on speaker and then chucked the thing over the shield like it was a fucking grenade and then Clung to Sans like it was the last thing she did, hell if things didn't work out, it would be. Humans hated her more than they did monsters after all.

The men must have thought the phone was a grenade because the shooting got faster and more panicked, unlike there calculated earlier shots, this was full on open-fire... and then it all sound stopped and frisk and could hear the, louder than should be, ringing noise. it echoed all around them and the monster hunters...

Riiinnnggg...

Rinnnggg...

Ringggg-

The line picked up and a voice that turned the air itself cold.

"I t ' s a b o u t t i m e S a n s~"

Then a static filled the air, so loud Sans wrapped his arms around Frisk so she could clamp her hands over her pore ears. But Sans was used to this sound all too well, it isn't the first time he's heard the sound that hunted his childhood memories. Only this time it was filled with the screams of the dying humans. Sans kept his eyes locked on the ground as he held frisk close to his chest, so close he could swear she could feel the calm beating of his soul.

But sooner then Sans wished a dark figure walked into sans line of vision, the black shoes looked as stupidly polished as ever.

"I K N E W O N E D A Y Y O U C O U L D N T R E S I S T M Y I N V A T A S I O N" the deep voice crackled almost as if she was listening to a voice from over a bad cell connection " A N D I S E- E Y O U F I N A L L Y F O U N D Y O U R S E L F A F R I E N D" the figure leaned down hand outstretched as if to touch frisk but Sans snapped at him JUST missing the figure’s fingers as it jerked its hand out of reach. The figure steped away from them, towards the phone, "CHILDISH AS ALWAYS WITH YOUR NEW TOYS, YOU NEVER DID SHARE. ALL WELL I GOT THE 6 OTHER SOULS, O N E M O R E T O G O. I GUESS YOU CAN HAVE THIS ONE, BUT REMEMBER SANS WHEN YOUR READY" The voice was beginning to fade away as the figure walked back to sans's phone with the *click click click* of his heels "I'M ALWAYS JUST A PHONE CALL AWay~" and with that the voice stopped and figure seeped back into the very much intact black phone and disappeared.

Frisk had taken her hands from her ears as the static disappeared with the voice but she was shaking, eyes clenched shut. Her face hid into Sans Jacket, where sans held her close. It took a long time for Sans to finally relax enough to stand, still holding frisk close.

"Asshole" Sans said under his breath as he made his way to newly appeared shortcut, to where Toriel, Papyrus and the others were waiting. Sans wasn’t sure how he knew it was there now but for some reason..it made his back hurt.

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thessalian · 6 years

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I was tagged by @skybound2, and there’s a lot of tag memes to get through today, so...

Rules: answer the questions and tag 10 bloggers you wanna get to know better.

a - age: 41 b - birthplace: Montreal (Hey, where in NJ, @skybound2? I lived in Bergen County for like 4 years) c - current time: 5:15 pm d - drink you last had: Coke e - easiest people to talk to: @true0neutral and @fauxfire76 f - favorite song: No you can’t make me! ...Okay, if you pin me to a wall, I’m currently really into Welcome to Wildemount by Colm McGuinness, the fan composition that is now the music playing behind the fan art scroll during Critical Role breaks. (And the glorious man made it free to download, so go nuts) g - grossest memory: Not a whole lot grosses me out, actually. So ... I dunno. h - horror, yes or no? OH HELLS YES. i - in love? I don’t think so. I love a lot of people but I am not in love, I don’t think. j - jealous of people? The word is ‘envious’, as @fauxfire76 would persistently tell me ... but not really. k - kissed anyone yet? Yes l - love at first sight or nah? Nah. First conversation, sure. But love at first sight is just lust wearing a tasteful hat. n - number of siblings: Erm. Full siblings zero, half-siblings seven (at least one deceased), step-siblings three. My family is fucking weird. o - one wish: Financial stability enough to never have to worry about myself or my friends ever, ever again. p - person you last called: Agency Guy q - question you’re always asked: How do you have time to do all those hobbies of yours? r - reason to smile: The Chaos Magic proof copy arrived! s - song you last sang: Last one I can remember is “Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend” t - time you woke up: 1pm-ish? u - underwear color: Black v - vacation destination you’d prefer: Some variety of US geek convention close enough to enough friends that I could see, like, everyone w - worst habit: Smoking (I know, I know, I KNOW) x - x-rays you’ve had: A fair few. Teeth, mostly, a couple of chest x-rays, right hand, left foot, and the infamous barium swallow I had to do because apparently not even sodium pentothal will relax me enough to let endoscopy happen. y - your favorite food: That hugely depends on my mood. When depressed, won ton soup cures all. For special occasions, either steak or sushi (I am particularly fond of salmon sashimi and cucumber hosomaki). z - zodiac sign: Aquarius

Tagging ... erm. @lindira, @hyperbali, @randomredux, @janiemcpants, @raceofhearts, @maybethings, @mayaminamoto, @matovilka, @korakos aaaaaaaaaaaaand ... @faejilly

#Thess vs Memes

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yasperalta · 7 years

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TAGGED BY: @dislikespeople

TAGGING: the nine nine squad but also @chatour and @gcdsfavorite and @dangeress and @astralord

RULES: answer the questions in a new post and tag some blogs you wanna get to know better !

A - AGE: 19 B - BIRTHPLACE: chandler, arizona biiiitch C - CURRENT TIME: 11:37 D - DRINK YOU HAD LAST: mocha caramel iced coffee from dunks E - EASIEST PERSON ( OR PEOPLE ) TO TALK TO: irl, my #0 best friend, smith. on here and discord and shit? @chatour @ownperson @dislikespeople @hotlittlepiece <3 F - FAVORITE SONG: currently? boys don’t cry by the cure G - GROSSEST MEMORY: the one time i puked up little mini corn dogs in my sink. H - HORROR YES OR HORROR NO: nope, i have never been able to watch horror I - IN LOVE?: with andy samberg, yes. J - JEALOUS OF PEOPLE: ya tu sabe!! K - KILLED SOMEONE: nope. L - LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR SHOULD I WALK BACK BY AGAIN?: noooo. M - MIDDLE NAME: nope. N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: one half bro, one step bro, one step sis. all of which equally hate me O - ONE WISH: to become a cast member on snl so i can prove every lil bitch wrong who said i couldn’t do anything. P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: mom Q - QUESTION YOU’RE ALWAYS ASKED: "aren’t you too light to be puerto rican?” R - REASON TO SMILE: andy samberg/jake peralta... my friends? S - SONG YOU SANG LAST: this is how we do it- montell jordan T - TOP 3 FICTIONAL CHARACTERS: jake peralta, tony stark, bojack horseman U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: white V - VACATION: disneyland, honestly, i’ve never fuckin been. W - WHEN’S YOUR BIRTHDAY: march 8 X - XRAYS: so many cause i’m a hypochondriac... Y - YOUR FAVORITE FOOD: cheesecake.... bread.... Z - ZODIAC SIGN: pisces

#|| she let me wear my chain and my turtleneck sweater.; (ooc)

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ioistan · 7 years

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happy birthday bubba!!!

it’s phoenix aka pho aka bubba aka @kangspeach birthday so here’s a list of some running jokes/memories between us and a heartfelt message at the end because i protec but i also attac

anyways u should probs only read if ur pho because i’m not trigger tagging this post but it’ll be under a read more

no one handles can handle

id ride his dick into the sunset

the roast pig is p hood

ivonique

good lucky buddy

dead god

sHUR THE HECK UP

hot topic is love hot topic is life

the only major ones i temember is christams

trig can go burb

omg thats so cure

kwedn of urls

imma right u

hopefully theres some good stuff at ur th maxx

what is wrong w me todat

idk a hoya i only know a daniel

what is going on here on this here day yoy binch

a hand fetish? in my good christian neighborhood?

sehun could fuck me ear if he asked

6/18/17 kylee and winnie meet

i found ya you little slut

#giveroserecognition2kforevef

the minion kink

a feast of minick (minion dick) and minussy (minion pussy)

“would u give him the minussy” “okay”

there so go

whatever the fuck our first conversation was

all i remember is designer eye bags, dan, and toxic hellscapes

free the tiddy

chug the windex to cue urself of all ailments

support the winnie cause

“man i hope winnies dad chokes on air-obamas departure speech 2k17″

yes because im capable of taking five dicks at a time

ride the thigh into the sunset

when he hitting it from behind and he growl babdook

the babadook fanclub

dangerous noodle duo

ur the noddle curlier than all the other noodles

can i get a uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bronut and a shot of dude milk?

no homo broski

luhans arms

the koreeb phase

furries #neverforgeturfursona

ur deviantart died with a furry icon

nonbinary queen #1 and #2

shut the heck ur mouth

were u commented rawr x3 on my gfs pix??

so what if i was huh

fite meh !1!!1!1!!1 “pulls out flowing green radioactive scythe

come at me!!1!1!1!1!!1 *pulls out purple cat shaped shuriken*

sdudenly i cnanto rdea–

baby eater

xXxEdGeLoRdXxX

edgy emo pornstars

the furry sc adventures

im crying they rlly memed iy

“BITHC U DONT NEED SCREENSHOTS ANYTIME ANYDAY ID RIDE THAT MAN INTO THE SUNSET” i dont even know who this was about send help

T******

D A R K T I D D I E S S H O W M E T H E B R O K E N L A W S O F P H Y S I C S

MY ULT BIAS LUHANNIR

ur magcon phase

ur one direction phase

the holy emo trinity

tao and wendy are sex gods apparently

emo furry phase

ur deviantart icon was a scene furry

im gonna fucking did

omg ur 5sos phase

u admitted ud be jealous of vivi if sehun gave them more attention than u

#getonurknees4yixing2k16

ridr

the monsta x bias bet that we gave up on like 2 months into

wjohnny

phtaphon

wjtaphon

june 2016 when i asked u for chinese food and u said no and im bring this up to my deathbed and beyond

forever grude

drudge

grudge

FUCK

EARLESS PHO

JUST LIKE THE ANIME CHARACTERS I DREW

NO EARS

u drew charas w ears wdym!!!

FURRIES

F U R R I E S W E A R S

“id set u on fire if u sent me a used cactus” “guess u should set me on firr”

“ur mans a furry just like u. furry^2″ “leave us ALONE”

the anon hate

“U SNET THAT 2 ME, UNDER MY ROOF, THE DAY OF MY DAUGHTERS WEDDING, SHAT ALL OVER MY GARLIC BREAD,”

the tongue emoji debate

“ur tongue is too pink “at least our tongue doesnt look like it caught the bubonic plague”

“hoya who? i only need cheesy garlic bread to make me sq***t”

baboon > bab

thigh riding team competition?? what the fuck were we on my dude

nutted so hard my nuts flew off

situp competition with ur ex

#keepurcoochiessafe2k16

kink s a m e

3d design guy that ended up being a closet ussr lover

lamao

lmoa

gonna best u up

dont let the selfies glop, uh dont let the selfies glop UH

hand sink mayhaps

ho(rt)

“also five years ull be a loaf of bread how do u feel” “i hope chanyeol eats me”

ur shinee bias? ot5

hoeror

gOROR

HOROR

the xiumin bias dilemma

mystic messenger craze

“who at the top of ur hit list” “u”

midnight cinderella screenshot

the phos reciepts folder on my phone

my memes folder has more potential then my future

“no nothing u cried after stepping on ur stuffed animal??? that’s so innocent. how r u so pure and nasty at the same time”

xfivesvcondsofhorrorx

“gomen ne! gomen’nasai!! i haven’t been posting recently but-”

makoto tachibana and haruka nanase have returned to their well-deserved places in my heart and i’m sure they’re not leaving anymore”

ONE TRUE PAIRING U BAKA

the furry commission

the booty poem that some1 commissioned u to write

elephants with hair debate’our failed snapchat streaks

anyways i hope u got a good laugh out of that because i know i certainly did because some of the shit we sent each other was wild

anyways where do i even begin!! happy birthday to my bubba, my babdook fanclub vice president, my nonbinary queen #1, my ride or die, ½ of my dangerous noodle duo!!!! it’s been a long 2?? years together and i hope we spend even more than that!! you’ve been there for me thru thick and thin, through the ups and downs, through my oanic attacks and dilemmas, and im glad we’ve stuck through!!! you’ve made so many jokes with me, hell it’s so nice that you’re someone i can talk to about anything no matter how strange, nasty, or borderline uncomfortable and not be judged for it!! i love the fact that when i’m at a low and i don’t feel like talking u don’t complain about me avoiding a conversation and we just go right back to it!! ur the strongest, kindest, most hardworking and dedicated individual i’ve met and thru the odds you’ve always come out better and better, and i love my typo queen. i hope being 145 is a year that treats u well, after all u aren’t half way to thirty forever, only 6 months actually ;P my fave fetus and my fave shorty, i’m glad we’ve been able to grow together. from 13 to grandmas, remember? also hey if we’re both single at 45 we should just get married and adopt a bunch of pets because i’m so down for that. i love having a non judgemental, open minded friend that i can talk about anything with, that entertains my 3am thoughts and listens to me fangirl despite the fact that some of our fandoms dont even interlap anymore. ur the kindest, sweetest, funniest, and most photogenic person i’ve ever met, and i’m glad i can meme it to death with you!!!! happy birthday pho, and never forget: there so go!

#text #dangerous noodle duo #babdook fanclub

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consoledacup · 7 years

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Effortless, Really

It was quite a strange feeling.

To be lying next to your best friend in a foreign bed.

To be lying next to your best friend in a foreign bed with no clothes on.

To be lying next to your best friend in a foreign bed with no clothes on after having sex.

And the strange thing about it was how the strange feeling was blindingly familiar.

It was blindingly familiar to be lying next to your best friend in a foreign bed with no clothes on after having sex.

Your best friend whom you were ripped apart from not hours earlier, and even as you encountered your worst nightmare in the form of Grant Ward and shed a tear for your past love, your heart furiously beat a steady pattern:

fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz - fitz

Your best friend who stared at you in your undercover ensemble a little too long when you opened the bathroom door in the hotel room that you two were currently occupying.

Your best friend whom you stared at in his undercover ensemble a little too long when you opened the bathroom door in the hotel room that you two were currently occupying.

Your best friend who kissed you with equal parts abandon and tenderness in his dimly lit bunk a day ago, and there was a promise with each kiss... each touch... each caress...

i want this - i want you - we won’t let it - i’m right here - i’m ready for this - i’m ready for us - we’re together - it’s you - it’s you - it’s always always been you

Your best friend who allowed you to reach for his hand after you shyly proclaimed your desire to see Daisy’s fourth dimension glimpse through.

It was quite a strange feeling.

To feel the electric pulses of attraction simply by holding one’s hand.

To feel safe and loved and steady simply from the firm grasp of his fingers.

Your best friend who held you for a solid minute as you both reeled from a teary goodbye to two people you will probably never see again.

Your best friend who didn’t even try to hide his amusement when you suggested you two start over back to where you began.

Leopold Fitz. Engineering.

He still went along with it.

Your best friend who tiptoed around you for three months straight, afraid of stepping on pieces of your fractured heart.

His politeness and sensitivity simply fractured it all the more.

Your best friend whom you gripped with a ferocity that shocked you both once you realized it was him who survived the excursion to Death.

Your best friend who embodied weariness, his pained expression revealing more than words ever could before you gripped him with a ferocity that shocked you both once you realized it was him who survived the excursion to Death.

Your best friend who tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before softly stroking your cheek with his thumb while a piece of you wondered if you’d ever.see.him.again.

Your best friend who stubbornly refused to listen to reason, admitting his selfish need to keep you alive whatever the cost.

Even if the cost meant his own life in return.

Your best friend whom you kissed -- even as your heart was torn in two.

Your kiss was deliberate and bittersweet and soft and love and perfect.

Your best friend who surprised you with his impulsivity as he smashed his lips on yours, holding you fiercely.

His kiss was desperate and messy and passionate and unexpected and perfect.

Your best friend who approached you in the quiet stillness of the dawn, choosing to remain in the stalled relationship limbo you found yourselves in rather than disrupt the perfect moment that lay before you in the light of the sun.

Your best friend whom you watched wrestle a broken heart as he studied the monolith every free and waking moment he had in order to rescue your exiled boyfriend.

Your best friend who broke your heart every free and waking moment because you were finally finally finally in the same room with him and yet the distance between the two of you was infinite.

Your best friend who patiently, quietly sat while you confided in him everything that happened on the planet of despair, knowing it would change things between the two of you.

Forever.

Your best friend who doted on you with a certain sort of thoughtfulness that made your heart laugh and scream and cry and cry and cry.

Your best friend who held you in his arms when your grief and guilt consumed you, and you couldn’t stop the tears, and still he sat with you, knowing the lovely date he went to great lengths to preserve and prepare was over in a matter of minutes.

Still, he sat.

Your best friend whom you woke up with that first morning away from the place with no sun, and you had never felt more loved and safe, even as a piece of you longed for Will.

Your best friend who fell asleep, sitting up, on the floor next to your bed because he refused to be ripped apart from you so soon after finding you.

Your best friend whose physical presence lulled you into a sense of security and peace while the world spun madly around you and everything you had grown used to for six months was ripped cleanly away from you in an instant.

Your best friend who gripped your hand in his and didn’t let go and rescued you from Hell.

Your best friend who called your name -- as if from an unfathomable dream -- and it wasn’t a dream, and he had really done it and was frantically calling for you over and over and over....

Your best friend who dove through a hole in the universe for you.

Your best friend whom you never stopped thinking about the six months you lived in an entirely separate solar system from him.

Your best friend whom you clung to with a certain kind of hope you had to harness deep within your bones.

Fitz will find a way.

Your best friend who filled you with a delicious sort of nervousness and excitement when he clumsily asked you to dinner.

Your best friend whom you finally finally finally allowed to see your true feelings.

Feelings for him.

Your best friend who became your best friend again, and things were almost perfect.

Almost.

Your best friend who wasn’t your best friend whom you realized you had feelings for while he alienated you and over and over again.

Your friend who even through the hurt and the pain and the fighting held you against him as the sky of rocks rained down on you in an underground city.

Your colleague who insisted on leaving you, dashing any hope you had of reconciliation.

Your estranged partner who couldn’t even look at you without disdain and hurt and demanded you look anywhere else but where you really wanted to look.

Your best friend who tried to put up a front when you reunited, closing off any sort of intimacy or vulnerability or closeness that might have occurred before.

Your best friend who wondered where you were every waking moment that wasn’t spent in resentment for your departure.

Your best friend whom you missed every waking moment the two of you were apart.

Your best friend who broke your heart again and again and again when he allowed frustration to get the better of him in his stalled recovery:

His stalled recovery that your presence only exacerbated.

Your best friend who was in a coma for nine of the longest days of your life while pieces of you wondered if he’d ever.wake.up.

Your best friend who -- in an act of true, gut-wrenching heroism -- handed you his heart before handing you the oxygen, prepared to die.

Asking you to let him.

The very thought of that was preposterous.

Of course you wouldn’t let him.

Your best friend whom you watched with frustration and heartbreak defend Ward again and again until he finally understood the monster Ward was as you fell from the sky.

Your best friend whose feelings of betrayal resonated with you deeply, his eyes screaming the words he wouldn’t say aloud:

i t ‘ s h a p p e n i n g a g a i n

p l e a s e j u s t l i e a n d t e l l m e y o u a n d s k y e w e r e w r o n g

i t c a n ‘ t b e w a r d

h e ‘ s n o t h i n g l i k e l i k e l i k e h i m

Your best friend whose arms you raced towards before another thought crossed your mind because he was alive and so was Hydra.

Your best friend who just knew and wrapped you in his arms, holding you while you grieved for a sister you couldn’t imagine your life without.

Your best friend who was planning on jumping out of a plane to save you from yourself.

Your best friend whose gutted expression and muted screams still haunts you occasionally as you surrendered to the wind and surrendered to the inevitable.

Your best friend who gave you hope when you had none left, working alongside you, insisting:

there was a way - there was an option C - there was a cure

Your best friend whom you couldn’t imagine beginning this exciting, adventurous journey into mystery without.

Your best friend who laughed alongside you in a sort of light hopelessness of ever passing your field assessments.

Your best friend who challenged you and made you better and became your trusted second pair of eyes.

Your best friend who graduated the Academy early just like you did and was determined to remain your partner and best friend after graduation.

Just like you were.

Your best friend who confided in you the pain he endured and the hurt he wrestled with and the hard lesson he learned again and again:

blood wasn’t always thicker than water, love wasn’t always a given in a family unit, and fathers weren’t always kind.

Your best friend who became your best friend once he was assigned to you as a lab partner.

Your lab partner who was assigned to you, and you bristled from the idea because you knew he hated you.

Your rival who tried to compete with you every chance he was given.

Your achingly shy acquaintance who was quiet and pasty yet so incredibly smart and...

...handsome.

Every encounter, every experiment, every moment shared, every word spoken, every argument, every movie night, every meal shared, every confession, every act of bravery, every moment of grief, every heartache, every every every every every every every every every

It all led here.

In this foreign hotel room on this bed with your best friend who was so, so, so much more than that and -- yet -- still your best friend in the whole world because that part would never, ever change, even as your relationship with him evolved more and more into something beautiful and wonderful and scary and magnificent.

The culmination of every single part and moment and word shared between you and him rests with you two in the afterglow.

You scoot closer to him, and he smiles, and you smile, and then he kisses you slow slow slow -- so different from the frenzied, sloppy, rushed kisses you two shared moments before -- as if he had all the time in the world to kiss you, and you revel in the unhurried bliss of it.

Your lips still against each other, and he smiles against your lips, and you commit that smile to memory -- without quite realizing that’s what you’re doing -- and then you feel his smile against your cheek and your nose and your forehead and then, once you’re settled on his chest, your hairline.

He starts playing with your hair with a tenderness that astounds you, and you start drawing patterns on his chest, and his hand finds yours, and he breaks the silence:

“How do you feel?”

“There aren’t enough words in the English dictionary to describe what I’m feeling right now.”

You can hear the rumble and feel the slight tremors of his chest as he chuckles softly.

“I know the feeling.”

There is living, breathing, all-consuming passion and affection brewing, and you finally understand -- deep in your bones -- what it means and how it feels and why it’s called:

making

love

A/N: I don’t even know where this came from. But it’s there. And I like how it turned out. I couldn’t wait until normal business hours to post.

Thus concludes the #fsww challenge. Obviously, I did not keep within the given timeframe, but I’m still really happy I stayed the course.

And now! To concentrate and get cracking on all the amazing prompts you guys have sent my way. Feel free to keep sending them. The more, the merrier!

At the risk of making this part longer than the fic itself, here is an extensive list of all the other fics written affiliated with this episode. Get comfortable.

As We Deviate from That Path - extensive play-by-play of crossing the event horizon (skipping over the very explicit parts -- that’s just for them) through Jemma’s POV

Change Becomes Exponential - extensive play-by-play of crossing the event horizon through Fitz’s POV

This Will Go On All Night - Mack’s POV of that entire night

I’m Doom - Can’t forget Hive’s perspective and two cents!

No Lab Coats on This One - hidden moments before the mission is in full effect told through Fitz’s POV

Enjoy!

#Fitzsimmons #thefitzsimmonsnetwork #aosficnet #fsww #fsfic #Glimpses: Unabridged #The Singularity

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raichoose-gone · 2 years

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“In what universe is Suigetsu a hard worker?”

#peachmuses #ramenthings #also including vana lol #bestninjaclub #welcome to the show. ( I C )#will you remember all the danger we came from? ( V )#the first step of the cure. ( K A B U T O )#i heard it through the grapevine. ( C O M M E N T A R Y )

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trainer-stealthclaw · 7 years

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Tag Meme

I was tagged by @games-and-guitars for two tag games! Here’s the first one:

ABC TAG GAME

Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you are done tag up to 10 people.

I’ll tag:

A - AGE: 21

B - BIGGEST FEAR: snakes

C - CURRENT TIME: 9:03 pm

D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Coconut water

E - EVERY DAY STARTS WITH: Coffee. I’m kinda a groggy messy without it.

F - FAVORITE SONG: It changes all the time, but currently I guess it’s Hikari (Orchestral Version) and Shining Star (Futari wa Pretty Cure OST)

G - GHOSTS, ARE THEY REAL?: I don’t believe in them but if I was proven wrong, I wouldn’t mind either way, I guess.

H - HOMETOWN: Secret

I - IN LOVE WITH: the idea of magical adventures

J - JEALOUS OF: People who are stronger and more talented than me. But I think I’m lucky to know so many amazing people like that, because I can learn from them and try to better myself as a person. Not that jealousy is a good thing anyway though...

K - KILLED SOMEONE: No, I haven’t. To be honest, this is kind of a terrible question to ask in the first place.

L - LAST TIME YOU CRIED: *shrugs* I can’t remember actually.

M - MIDDLE NAME: I don’t have one.

N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: Two brothers.

O - ONE WISH: To become a better person, and a better writer and artist. I want to create things that people can love and enjoy.

P - PERSON YOU LAST CALLED/TEXTED: One of my friends.

Q - QUESTION YOU’RE ALWAYS ASKED: Where are you from? (It’s...really annoying to be asked that. I’m asked that almost every week)

R - REASON TO SMILE: My friends are amazing

S - SONG LAST SANG: You’re Welcome (Moana Soundtrack)

T - TIME YOU WAKE UP: I think I woke up at 10:30 today. It varies, depending on my schedule.

U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: Lol why

V - VACATION DESTINATION: An around the world tour with my friends

W - WORST HABIT: Being way too harsh with myself

X - X-RAYS YOU’VE HAD: Aaa, I guess...two? It was years ago so I don’t remember.

Y - YOUR FAVORITE FOOD: Chicken biryani!

Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces

Okay, on to the next tag game!

Tag nine people you want to get to know better

How old are you?: Already answered it, but 21.

What’s your current job?: I don’t have one at the moment. Just a literature student who loves art. I have had art stalls at conventions and fairs though.

What are you good at?: Analysing fiction. I like to think that I’m good at writing stories and drawing anime-style stuff.

What is a big goal you are working towards (or have already achieved)?: I want to be an author. I’ve been working hard to improve my writing, and I’ve been working on a story bit by bit for years. I hope I can complete it...

What is your aesthetic?: Brilliant skies and crystal oceans. And basically anything Kingdom Hearts. How is this series allowed to be so pretty

Do you collect anything?: Pokemon plushies, and stuffed animals in general.

What’s a topic you always talk about?: My two dogs, Jasmine and Mochi. As most of my friends can attest, I’m basically a doting parent when it comes to them - I’ll literally pull up photos and gush about them all day if you let me.

What is a pet peeve of yours?: When people act like the things I love are garbage. I mean, it’s okay to dislike something that I like, but there’s no need to be a jerk about it. :(

Good advice to give: You are so much stronger than you think you are. Believe in yourself. Take tasks one step at a time. Instead of looking at things as one giant task, break it down into bits and work from there. And please, give yourself a break once in a while. You deserve it. Treat yourself!

What are three songs you’d recommend?: How Far I’ll Go (Moana Soundtrack), Counting Stars (OneRepublic) and Daze (Jin ft MaRiA)

#tag meme

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ladywindvestal-blog · 7 years

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Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, when you are done tag up to ten people and also tag the person who tagged you.

Tagged by: @scorchingking //I just saw this now omggggggg.

Tagging: Anyone! Feel free to use me as the one who tagged you!

A - Age: 24 //Birfday is super close tho! B - Biggest fear: Being taken for granted. C - Current time: 9:22 PM D - Drink you last had: Coca-Cola E - Every day starts with: My kitty pouncing on my chest to alert me there’s no food in his dish. <3 F - Favourite song: Right now it’s Great Distance G - Ghosts are they real: I want to believe. I really do. QnQ I want to believe my dad is guiding me the best he can. I - In love with: IGNIS SCIENTIAAAAAAA. He is my soulmate. K - Killed someone: WAT? NO. L - Last time you cried: A week ago. I’m super sensitive. I was really worried about my kitty because he had a tummy ache and he kept throwing up. So I cried and held him until he fell asleep. Then I drove my car to PetCo to pick up some cat grass and it helped a LOT. So I’m watering that shit everyday to make sure he has something to feed on the next time he feels sick. I’m pathetic. xD M - Middle name: Jo. It’s actually part of my first name but we decided to use it as a middle name. N - Number of siblings: 1 Bio brother (older), 1 Bio sister (older), Two step brothers (older), 1 half sister (older), aaand a brother from another mother. O - One wish: For my depression to be cured P - Person you last called/texted: My brother Zid xP Q - Questions you are always asked: ”What kind of asian are you?” And I stare with my Norwegian / Mexican eyes. R - Reasons to smile: Gumball. :D S - Song last sang: This xD T - Time you woke up: 3:00 PM something? P sure I’m super sick so I’m sleeping a LOT lol U - Underwear colour: -_- V - Vacation destination: Tokyo, Japan W - Worst habit: I have this thing where I make a big deal about illnesses ok. Idk. I get so scared when I see someone say something like, “I’ve had a cough for two days I must be sick” and then I immediately think “OMFG THEY HAVE CANCER. PLS GO TO THE HOSPITAL. I WANT TO CALL THE AMBULANCE. PLS DONT DIE. PLEASE.” I swear to god I have this huge fear of people getting critically ill on me and dying. And I just make it worse. I need to stop dat. X - X-Rays you’ve had: One on my chest where I got a blood clot in my lung, one on my neck and spine, another on my foot. Y - Your favourite food: Just feed me all the chinese food. Like. Chinese dishes are my ULTIMATE favorite. Sure, I may be Mexican and our tacos are delicious but. CHINESEEE FOOD. <3 Z- Zodiac sign: Taurus

#.ooc #//dis was fuuunnn

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crabsticksforbreakfast · 7 years

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A-Z messages

Think of a person for every letter of the alphabet (if you can) and type a message to them without mentioning their name.

A - I find it strange, the way things turned out with us. You were my best friend and I thought you knew me well enough to realise that I would never do what you accused me of doing. It hurts that you didn’t accept my explanation. In a way it feels like, deep down, you were tired of keeping this friendship going and it was a good excuse to end it. The silence will continue for as long as you let it, because I will not apologise for something I didn’t do.

B - Thank you for being the quirky, nerdy, Scandinavian looking weirdo my best friend always wanted. You’ve given her the confidence to do what she wants to do in life and you’ve healed all the wounds caused by those who didn’t deserve her.

C - When I first met you, I admit I was slightly intimidated by you. You are one of life’s beautiful creatures, and I naturally felt inferior. But now we’ve spent more time together, I see that you’re a great person on the inside too. Our Tuesdays always put me in a good mood and I could easily write a book about all the funny things that happen in that room!

D - We have always said it was fate that we met. You understand my weirdness and I understand yours. We’ve changed so much and been through so much, and we’ve always found a comforting voice in each other. I love our random adventures and our misheard lyrics, but most of all, I love you, you rancid old slag.

E - I find it utterly ridiculous how jealous I am of you. You pose me no real threat and I know that even more now than ever, but in my moments of deep insecurity, I will still find myself comparing myself to you, even when you’re long out of the picture.

F - Being around you used to be enjoyable, but you are becoming increasingly bitter and negative and it makes me so desperately uncomfortable. I wish that just once you would try to see the positive in someone and say something nice. It is unsettling to hear you bitch so much about everyone. I can’t help but wonder what you say about me when my back is turned.

G - As soon as I met you, you were there for me. My second mother. And now it seems you have inadvertently given me the greatest gift by bringing your son into my life. Second mother... mother-in-law... it’s all the same really! If only you knew that your secret dream was actually slowly coming true.

H - You are my rock, my sister, my favourite human. I struggle to think of a time when I didn’t have you, although I’ve only had you for around half of my life. I can tell you anything and will always support you in your hard times. You are worth so much more than you allow yourself to have and I hope that you continue to be strong with all you are battling. I love you.

I - You could have just been honest. I had so much admiration for you, but you watched me make a fool out of myself in front of everyone. There was no need to be mysterious about things. You could have just told me instead of fucking with my head.

J - You were my first love, and now you’re back in my life in a completely different way. Thank you for sparking the first flame of romance in my heart when I was a fat little eight year old. You showed me that truly good men did exist in the world. Now, you give me the motivation to break out of my shell and share my passion with others. I could never have done this without you.

K - When you came into my life, I never expected that I’d come to need you so much. For a while, I’ll admit, I thought I’d taken on more than I could handle, but you were going through things I could never have guessed at. Now I have peeled back the layers more, I’ve discovered who you really are and I am so thankful to call you my friend. Thanks for listening to my nonsense.

L - Sometimes you are my most valued confidant, and sometimes it feels as though we barely know each other. You see the world so completely differently to me, and often this can be infuriating, but I know, at heart you are a good person who loves me, and I appreciate that so much. I do wish that I could tell you everything like I used to, but when it feels like you don’t care about what’s on my mind, it makes me retreat from you. I wish things were different.

M - I loved you so much, and even now, I think about you many times during each day. Re-reading my memories of you doesn’t hurt any more, and a part of me wishes we could spend some time together as friends, but I’m scared you’ll let me down, as frankly, you always did. If only you had been as dedicated to me as I was to you. Things would have been very different. But I know that things turned out the way they did for the right reasons as everything is beginning to fall into place for me. I genuinely hope your life gets better and that you are happy with your choices. I hope your health improves and that they can cure you. You deserve every good thing, and that includes my forgiveness.

N - You’re grumpy, you’re foul-mouthed, you’re immature, but you’re the coolest relative I could have wished for. I had to grow up without you but in a way, I feel we bonded better as adults than we would have if I’d been a child. I’m so glad our mutual friend pushed us together on that boozy night. Fucking wanker.

O - When I knew you at school, I didn’t really know you at all. You were just another face in the crowd. Now I know you in adulthood, I have discovered that you are basically me. We like the same things, laugh at the same jokes, we even have the same weird insecurities. You are a good person through and through and I’m so glad you’re my friend. I’m sorry I glared at you the other day. You did not deserve that!

P - You are so wise and so influential in my life. We’re such different people, of different ages, from different backgrounds, but we just gel. Your straight talking advice is always spot on and I love how you remember all the stories I tell you. You genuinely care what happens to me and that is so refreshing. Thank you for letting me stay at your house. Those three weeks saved my life.

Q - You were my stop gap. My stepping stone. I never even met you, but you gave me something to obsess about when I needed to fill a hole in my heart. I still think you’re adorable, but I’m living in reality now. You showed me it was possible to move on from the saddest moment of my life, even if it was all in my head.

R - You were a rollercoaster ride. You spun me round and shook me up and made me feel something at a time when I felt like nothing. Sure, what you did was super shitty, and a part of me still kinda wants to punch you in the face, but you were the best kiss I ever had. I just hope, for her sake, that your wife never finds out what you did.

S - Good god. You are... beyond words. I still can’t believe that when I first saw you, I was so underwhelmed. Now, you set my soul on fire with each move you make, each half-smile, each lingering stare. You are two different people in one, and the one you rarely show is starting to come out and shock me more and more. I really hope you don’t leave before I am ready to leave with you. I can’t wait to spend 48 hours in your bed, wrapped in your arms. I wish I knew how to show you how much I love you. Shower head, bath tub, man and woman symbol, toilet, pink bikini xxx

T - Please, please, please let me stay in my job. Thank you.

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V - You are such a nice person, but you need to sort yourself out. I do not want to be the one who has to call the ambulance because you ate yourself into a diabetic coma.

W - I miss seeing your happy little face. I miss our occasional nights out. You turned from sweet innocent lady into knicker-flashing wild child. You are so funny and lovely.

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Z - You are my icon. You are the kindest, most down to earth human being on Earth. You have been through more shit than anyone I know, yet you still keep a smile on your gorgeous little face every day, ready with open arms to give hugs to those having a bad day. Your advice has been the most thoughtful, honest and kind I have ever received and I hope you get the love you deserve. Any man would be lucky to have you, and if we both end up alone in the long run, I’d happily marry you so we can be mad, short, ginger women together.

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