I like this...
You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.
Kid Cudi (via quotefeeling)
Ana loves contact!
Send one of the following touches for my muse’s reaction. Bonus points for a description/context of some kind to make it easier for your partner to respond!
❤ - gentle or loving touch (romantic or platonic!), such as face caressing, holding your muse, rubbing their back, petting their hair, hugging them tightly, etc
ღ - kisses of any kind (romantic or platonic) such as cheek kisses, hair kisses, mouth kisses, kiss to the hand/fingertips or eyelids, etc. feel free to specify a body part!
☕ - reassuring touch, such as holding their hand, gripping their shoulder, guiding them by the arm or by a hand on the small of their back, etc
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc
❣ - add this to any of the above to make it sexual.
¿ - write your own touches!
I don’t know if he felt the same way. I know for me it was...odd? To just hold a conversation with...some disinterest? To not focus on his voice and just his words?
And to not act like anything happened, and yet for it to be apparent that it was not ok? I think I make sense. I know what I mean, shut up.
Lyta is Lyta. That she has lovers has always been constant. I wish I could know what it is about her. But so does Kahlua. Anzu. Sasari. Wicked white, even Kaoru now, they have someone they are seeing romantically. Not sure why that bothers me...
What is it about me? Why am I unlovable? What do they see about me that I can’t see? What is it about them that I cannot be?
Is it this scar? Is Suzume right? I killed that woman, and now I’m the monster? And they all see it in me?
You can’t convince me otherwise now.
Gap closers are just assault glomps.
Cannon = thing that goes boom
Canon = an event that occurs within a published story
More flying tonight, but the storm – gods the storm was incredible! So much rage and anguish carried on the winds, and the rain was biting cold and sharp as needles. But it didn’t stop me I just flew faster and faster, through the canyon of steel of glass. People hurried around beneath me – they all looked like hyur, but the clothing was strange. Still I just flew and flew, feeling more of the energy as I did before.
I felt overcome with grief? Pain? I realized I was crying but i didn’t know why. It was a sadness I am not familiar with
and I realized too that I was crying. I slowed my flying, feeling my face
my hand was blue! I didn’t know how or why but the skin was blue, and without scales The surprise stopped my tears and, just like that, the sky cleared. No biting rain, no strong winds whipping my face, no clouds hiding the late evening sky
My chest burned, and I hiccupped, but this pain in my heart…I do not know why I was so sad that I would make the sky weep with me
i received this anon & i just want to make a point.