Hold On - Blog Posts

new phone lockscreen found, thanks Shining Nikki <3

are we... forgetting the poison nikolai supposedly injected dazai and fyodor with? like, shouldn't dazai be dead right now?

unless it wasn't poison and the "antidote" actually was, because nikolai knew fyodor would win

touch will always have me crying

Why would pete wentz ever write this.

Twin skeletons fucking kills me EVERYTIME

"are you feeling good now cutie?" he asked while brushing your hair softly.

"mmhm," you lift your head from suna's chest and gave him a smile half mouthed.

"i told you before and i will told you again. please," suna put his palm on your cheek when you were about to lower your head.

"don't bottle up your emotions. don't hide yourself from me. whatever you are feeling; angry, sad, happy, depressed. tell them to me so you won't get crushed under those feelings."

as if you weren't emotional enough, his words made your eyes teary. staring at him deeply made your heart ache as well. not because anything bad, just his lovingly caring eyes.

"oh god, don't cry again." he said laughingly. but you couldn't stop yourself and when your lips wobbled suna pulled you into his arms.

embracing his body tightly, you put your face in his neck and kissed him there before letting your tears to fall. there was a feeling on your chest heavy yet light. loving him was making your heart heavy but it was the best feeling ever. i couldn't reflect here well but yk you just love someone sm that your chest hurts idk weird

suna started to stroke your hair while you were enjoy being in his presence.

"i love you." you said after putting your palm on his cheek.

"i love you too." suna said letting his head fall on your head. even if it was just toward evening, both of you were sleepy.

before him not falling asleep properly you raised your head from his neck and pulled his head softly to yourself to give his cheek a tender kiss.

"sweet dreams."

😂 I didn't even REALISE you were

Please harass me more, I completely forgot I even HAD that fic till you commented that

Rhy. I was writing paint a pretty picture. And I saw that I wrote paint a pretty a picture. How could you not tell me 😭

ANYWAYS. I am here to ask. Do you want a snippet 👀

IDk i prob didn't notic

OH COURSE I WANT A SNIPPET I HAVE NOT SPENT LITERAL MONTHS HARASSING YOU TO UPDATE TO NOT GET A SNIPPET

you take more harrassing than @catzz089 to bend to my will

pixel Beta Kids in their rooms!

took me while but it was totally worth it ::D

Alphas

can you reblog a two-part post in the correct order?

Whatever it is,

It got nothing to do

With what's

Between us.

-lonely lemony

We are home.

No, we are not all in the same house

the same city

No, we don’t all go home to peace

but we are home.

Words cannot abandon us

Hope cannot fade so long as we keep

Holding

On

so

Hold

On

Home isn’t always where the heart is

Sometimes

All it is

is a pen

paper

poems

But it doesn’t matter

Home is what you make it even when you’re not

making it so

take a deep breath

Look around you.

No matter where you are now

One day, I promise you:

We will be home.

— y.c.

Can you wait out the winter?

Silco and Cait Parallels

When Vi was all alone at her lowest point Cait finds her and grows to genuinely care for her.

When Jinx is all alone at her lowest point, Silco finds her and grows to genuinely care for her.

After her mom's death, Caitlyn takes power in Piltover after the death of the councilors and has the goal of making things better, only to make them worse. She is also motivated by her desire for revenge against Jinx.

After Felicia dies, Silco takes power in Zaun after the death Vander and has the goal of making things better, only to make them worse. He is also motivated by his desire for revenge against Vander/Piltover. Both wear a dark coat with gold a large red collar.

Caitlyn ends up turning Vi against her own people in Zaun. Silco does the same with Jinx.

And of course, they both face an injury to their left eye- after grabbing their opponent's blades and slashing their right arm.

Similar hairstyles too

hold on a second man…

Prettiest boy

I really like Seam, I mean, they are an old chubby plush cat, how can I not like them?

I'd like to thank my cat Milo for being such an egregious model

He's a very good boy, very shaped yes :)

Hi hiiii hruuu hi- hiii hellooo im waving my hand at you :3 :3

Have u heard of a silly musical group called mili? Their songs are peak 😋😋 (I'm going insane)

HI!!!! HELLO LEONIDAS!!! LEONIDUSSY!!!! MCEE LEE!!!!! LAPISS BOY!!!! SHE LEE ON MY LIAM TILL I LAZULI!!!!! LIAM ON MY BALLS!!! I HAVE NOT

I know you wonder why I embrace you even after you broke me. You hold me, nonetheless, but your brow creases in confusion, I’ve noticed. To put it quite simply, I don't want anybody else to wrap their arms around me because no one quite gathers me in their arms like you do. Unfortunately for me, the hands that broke my heart are the only ones I trust with the shattered pieces. In every touch there is a bit of fear, some urgency and a restrain. My hands rush to touch your face but as they near it they struggle to go on.

What if I hurt you? What if you don't want me to even touch you anymore? We’ve already hurt each other so much… Why cant we stay away?

But then when our faces are buried in the crook of each other’s neck and when our arms are around each other it becomes clear why we cant seem to let go. After all no one lets go of their home… even if its burning down. And that's exactly how this feels. We’re burning down. The flame is dying but the fire is blazing, it singes whatever we had and burns the edges off of every memory together to the point where I don't think I’ll be able to piece them together again. We’re burning down and we’re clinging on to the charred ends of the bond that tied us.

Embracing you feels like I’m choking even though you were every breath I needed once. It burns my lungs from the inside and after a while i can feel them collapsing in my chest but I refuse to let go. The tighter I hold on to you the more I strangle myself. I’m told I will die if I go on. I agree with them. The thought doesn't scare me though for dying in a place you believe is home makes death less terrifying.

When I see what I’ve held on to, however, I see the ghost of what you were…

What we were… And I realize that you are not here. Never were and never will be.

So when you wonder why I hold you so tight when I hug you it’s because I know that’s the only way I’ll ever be that close to you.

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Wriothesley in Whirling Waltz

little chef

@writing-hat

just finished reading what's posted of bbnb...

oh man.