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I  DON’T  CARE  WHO  SEES  ME  NAKED,    not anymore.    i do,    however,    care about who sees me cry.    i’ve grown accustomed to swallowing my sorrow,    to make room for strength.    ——-    it’s okay,   all that pain will turn to power,   i’m making sure of it.   //   independent and private yu.kino ag.uria from hi.ro mas.hima’s fa.iry ta.il.    multi-everything.    previously lambients.    written by nihi.    ( art by ucurobas )

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bruh

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Good morning / night everyone. I have some news to share. Today I have received a letter from a program that is going to help me get to my goals of being a doctor but because of how short time I get to have and how much it’s going to cost. I need some help. I hate it that I am asking you guys that probably need the money a lot more than I do but it will really help me when it comes to being a doctor like I so wish to be. 

The go-fund me page is here.

Any mount is helpful and even if you cannot donate any money. Reblogging this post will also help out a ton. If you want more information about it either send me and IM or an ask and I will get to you as soon as I can possibly. The money is needed by February 28th and it’s something that I really want to do.

Thank you in advance.

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im staring at my single icon of sting and i can’t stop smiling even tho im in a constant state of stress rn,,, i just love him so much he’s so comfortable like don’t @ me ik it’s an anime character but me?? actually enjoying tumblr instead of forcing it 24/7?? now likely!!

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           01 .         often     ,     i     have     dreams     of     standing     atop     the     sea     :     to     my     left     ,     i     see     land     &.     growing     evergreens     /     to     my     right     ,     an     extension     of     waves     .         02 .         i     wonder     again     &.     again     why     my     body     follows     the     calls     of     sirens     ,     their     silver     sweet     voices     ,     their     salt     kissed     smiles     .         03 .         perhaps     i     am     not     meant     for     the     land     ,     i     realize     ,     perhaps     i     am     not     meant     for     here     .     

                          semi - selective , ishimaru kiyotaka from the dangan ronpa franchise . nsfw . as written by jael .    

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@locksrs what the fuck what did i ever do 2 deserve u as a friend ahsdiuch

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hello, pls vote!

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consider, villain!uraraka?

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I LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH NIHI!!!!! SO MUCH!

ILYSM I LOVE ALL OF UR MUSES AND UR WRITING BIDSIFMSDFUBHU

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                              whatever the hell we want          credit.

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listen i’d make a villain!whatever bnha character in a second

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Hello I did a redraw

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make fairy tail blogs

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i’m not here to bash gru.via, nor will i ever directly (or indirectly) call gru.via shippers stupid or any other derogatory names. but i will make my disappointment known, i genuinely feel cheated when i look at juvia’s so-called development, there almost is none. character development takes time. juvia went from stone cold killer to “GRAY-SAMA!!!!!!! 😍😍😍😍” in like two seconds (it barely took an arc, u remember when they were in that hotel or resort thing, juvia was chasing gray right from then on. even when they first met juvia was like O////O,,,,, it just makes no sense). that’s not character development. stop thinking it is. gray opening up to juvia is character development. but there was nothing on her part, juvia was given jack shit.

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drip,    drip,    drop.    it is raining    ——–    they know that you are causing it,    hiding the sun they so love.    why do they hate the rain ?    why do they hate you ?    why do you scratch at your skin,    trying to find your own sun   /   trying to be the sun ?    but you can’t,    you can’t,    you can’t.    you throw your umbrella on the ground,    and let the cold water soak every dark thought you harbor.    besides,    who can tell the rain drops apart from your tears ?     //     independent ju.via lo.ckser from fa.iry tai.l.    multi-everything    &    canon divergent.    written by nihi.

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My babies. Precious children. I have been revived.

For my beauty: @beccaboopsyournose