#i may make anothee one of these

[sun-stricken]

Do you have any hcs abt the natsu, erza, gray trio?

I AM SO SORRY I HAD A BAD CASE OF WRITERS BLOCK AND MY BRAIN ISNT BRAINING, ITS KINDA BLAND BUT HERES UR LONG AWAITED LIST🙏🙏

* literally so fucking close, siblings im telling you

* they are a trio full of contradictions, cant assume anything with them

* they argue so much. all of them.

* Showing up at each others places with zero forewarning just to sleep or raid their fridge is an average night for them

* Its a common occurrence to see Erza walking calmly with them under her arms or over her shoulders

* Every new guild member with fail has a crush on one of them

* Natsu and Gray bring out the dumabass in Erza, according to her it’s contagious

* Natsu and Gray taught themselves morse code for the soul purpose of arguing when Erzas around

* Gray frequently blocks Natsu on every media platform he has, even email with no explanation for days

* Erza holds both Gray and Natsus ‘leashes’ and Gray holds Natsus and Natsu thinks hes free

* Theres never a dull moment with them

* “This is a safe space” *says literally anything* “This is no longer a safe space!”

* Erza is the designated bug killer between them

* They, as a trio, are black-listed from over half the establishments in Magnolia. individually or just two of them or with just one more person they’re completely fine. But not just them.

* Natsus the type to collect the most embarrassing photos of people and send them to his victims years later

* Erza genuinely had to sit down and stare at the wall for an hour after receiving one of these photos

* Natsu participates in cathartic screaming. Which means he lets out blood curdling screams at random times and scares the shit out of everyone around him

* Sent Erza and Gray into near panic attack the first time, now Gray joins in and Erza referees it like a competition

* Erza is a covert MENACE to them. Straight up psychological warfares on them

* Erza, whispering: you just lost the game

* Gray: im going to kill us both please just let me live—

* Gray knows random laws off the top of his head and will call the other two out for the stupidest ones

* sometimes he lies tho just to fuck with them

* They 100% share clothes and pack extra for each other while going on jobs

* Gray owns many hawaiian shirts and they definitely bully him for it but keep getting him more

* On many occasions, Erza has subtly instigated things that she knows would end up with Natsu and Gray fighting for her own entertainment

* They all have a constant need to prove people wrong and have issues with authority, they hate doing what people tell them to

* “try not to die” “fuck off no” “?? the hell you mean ‘no’????”

Golden retriever, Calico cat, and Black cat friends

yeah thats all i got for rn, but here are more quotes as a treat, free of charge!

Erza: Gray? What are you doing here? 
Gray, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

Natsu: If you listen closely you can hear the sound of my brain sizzling 
Erza: Ah yes, the sweet melody of insanity 
Gray: Its just the wii music but sped up and off key

Erza: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance? 
Natsu: No. 
Gray: No. 
Erza: Didn't think so.

[magicdefendorwolf]

Cuddles

Description:just cuddling honestly,this is very self indulgnet as i love cuddling sm but have no one to cuddle

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Jing yuan

(starting with this man because he's a giant walking teddy bear)

The soft way his hands brush your hair and the soft beating of his heart that was intrerupted ever so slightly when he chuckled,a lazy smile playing on his lips,seeing your almost asleep state

Or the way his body was so warm,his arms so gently yet so firmly wrapped around you did nothing but make you want to sleep even more

"Love,come on,you cant fall asleep here" He said,voice soft as ever as he let out anothee chuckle "I know its tempting but you cant fall asleep in my office" he tried reasoning

"But i want to" you pouted hoping to get him to let you stay just a bit longer,arms tightening just a tad more around him

He merely shook his head at your antics and let you stay there for longer

Kafka

You were stirred awake by her voice,oh her soft voice,how you wished to listen to the sound of her voice on repeat,but you had to snap back into reality as she softly poked your cheek to wake you up

"Finally awake sunshine" She said with that sly smile ever so present on her lips"Lets get up shall we?" She gave you a close eyed smile and kissed your forehead

"Dont wanna,ill stay here just abit longer" You said,sleep still present in your voice, nuzzling closer to her and hugging her body tighter

"Come on love,we have to get up now" Kafka repeated herself,eyes softening at the way you just couldnt seem to let go of her in the mornings

Guess she'll just have to be late,she doesnt care who she pisses off,as long as she has five more minutes with your sleeping body all snuggled up to her its worth it

Yanqing

You tried to poke the boy sleeping in your arms awake,but to no avail,he may have looked soft and physically weak but that couldnt be further from the truth considering the death grip he had on you while he had fallen asleep on top of you

You tried again gently tapping his shoulder and muttering his name

"Nghh,just five more minutes" He sleepily said in such a sweet way,you just couldnt deny him when he was being this cute

You looked down at him fondly and tried to ignore the way your whole body was going numb and the crushing grip he had around your whole body

Suddenly he loosened his grip and placed a soft kiss to your collarbone and then nuzzled back into your shoulder while he mumbled a quiet 'thank you' for letting him cuddle with you just a bit longer

Blade

Despite his though front and exterior he was trying so hard to put up he seemed to not be putting up any kind of resistance to you dragging him and laying him down on top of you while you played with his hair

Quite the opposite actually,he seemed to relax in your hold,tense muscles relaxing as he not so subtly interwined his fingers with yours and pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek

His silent way of thanking you for doing this for him,after all he looked like he needed it after walking in with his hair in a mess,eyes looking so dull and body fully worn out

As you continued mindlessly brushing Blade's hair you were taken aback when he started to breathe so softly,as if he was asleep

You looked down to see him asleep,eyelids closed and fatigue completly noticeable all over his body

To Blade,sleeping was his weakest moment,despite being ready to fight even in his sleep,he still wasnt fully there while uncouncious,so this small act showed you just how much he trusted you,to completly let his defenses down

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Ill definetly write a part 2,i just wanted to get this out

[seeker-of-peace]

so, i am not being shy and i want to ask you something. from one muslim gal to anothee. more precisely, i will be asking you for advice. or at least your take on the following.

it's been over two years now and i still consider that one person as THE one i see myself to spend the rest of my life with. sure, it's not like i never wondered about alternate futures or never imagined things differently, but i also never really stopped carrying him in my head (and heart).

we know each other from a university context, had a few classes together, we both study in the exact same fields, and we did have some formal conversations online, as in peer-to-peer. from everything he has exposed of himself, i've come to the conclusion that he most likely embodies all i'm looking for in a life long partner and beyond. but of course, i cannot verify that. nothing of the like has ever been directly mentioned by me to him, but my closest friend is quite convinced that he might have already got the gist of my intentions. still, it's up for speculation.

usually, i don't mind letting things happen naturally or going with the flow or whatever you want to call that passive interpretation of patience. though it exhausts me. not the part where i'm not able to do anything about the state of things, but the part where i cannot share with him all the beauty of life and living. it hurts in such a unique way when i realize in moments of pure bliss that i am not able to let him be a part of it or let him be a witness of God's grace through the good that happens in my life. it might sound strange but this is how i truly feel. and so i wait, not knowing what to do or when to do it...

i've thought many many times to be upfront with it, simply confront him, and let things take their course from that point onward, whatever the outcome may be. and i'm glad i never did such thing. i still have expectation. however i constanly ask myself "is he aware? does he know? is he shy? does he not feel ready? does he feel indifferent? am i too intimidating? is he overwhelmed? is he too busy to care?" etc. and it's taking much from my precious time. but so is he. he is precious. at least i'd like to believe that.

and the reason why i am actually here now and have made myself vulnerable with telling you this personal experience is because he recently joined a group project i've been a part of since the beginning of my studies. and i kind of encouraged him to apply for it, mostly because i believe that he is an excellent student and it would be very beneficial for him (and also, but very little, because i thought this might be THE occasion to actually see some development in our almost non-existent relationship)

next week we will be holding a meeting with all project members, old and new, and i have no clue how to proceed because i, for a fact, know that we will eventually get to talk and obviously everything i have mentioned so far will find no palpable presence in that. NEVERTHELESS i have no dang idea how to BE around him because all our interactions have happened in an online format...and what do i even say? he didn't even reply to my last text message (for whatever good reason) where i told him, alongside a few other things, that our teachers would disagree with him on him thinking he is not an excellent student.

and to be completely honest, all this was triggered by a dream i had the other night. i saw him in my dream. not for the first time but this time it was different. i kindly greeted him and he just piercingly stared, not speaking a word, as if he was looking through me, as if i was made of thin air. and then i said to him "you're so mean". and that's where he wasn't a part of that dream anymore. i am SO confused.

i am so curious right now; what do you make of this? first impressions? comments? thoughts? questions? critique?...

(may Allah bless you for having read through all of it ♡ thank you SO much!!!!)

Salaam, thank you for trustring me with this personal matter, honestly if you have the occasion I would ask also about him more to people who know him well, just to understand what type of person he is, because the idea that you have of him in your mind which usually is idealized could not match to his true self and last try to talk to him in person where of course there are other people and explain to him your interest IF after your research you deem him still interesting and a good person, right for you. It's a really delicate subject, pay attention since you have direct interactions with him through this group project on his character (is he kind with the rest of the group, does he work hard, does he show any kind "red flag", does he shows any signs of respecting his deen, are his personality traits suitable for you and any other "indicators' etc etc). All those questions and expectations in your head might be answered if you make a move, if you have a brother ask him to do it for you if you feel more comfortable. Make istikhara if he is good for you or not and to make matters easier. Idk much about dreams because I have them and forget them afterwards 😅 but that dream could also mean nothing, it could be just your fears.

This is my humble answer and if anyone knows any better please add on it. I hope this satisfies you as answer, may Allah assist you💜💜💜

[some-bitch-named-destyni]

The Mad Machine

at this time of day, the day hasnt begun yet.

its silent, dark and still.

mostly like my state of mind. and where am i going?

what will i do, what will i forge from this mass of time yet to be had,

still forming in front of me. still begining to settle into exsistence..

the nights on her way about to be bourne into a breakIng light.

the dawn is close and from inside my blonde mind i feel the spirits settle into place.

the whole of life is getting ready. soon the sin will come

and the makers mark will be stamped into the heavens

illuminate the unseen reastless, the remains and on their way out

and then burning flames of fire 93 million miles out from where i sit here

waiting for this day to become alive

to be here, present, to breathe its first and take its first....

who is doing this for the last time .....who is waking one more six a.m. to make it to work

who will drink their last coffe in the next hour?

who hasnt finished things, they have waited their entire life to...

who will this measure of moment claim as it becomes viable, seeable, touchable in front of me

i see the bushes begin to wrestle, the sky begin to change, from black to dark blue, then mid blue

and its forming

its being born around me in the air im connected with here by opening up the door

opening up my soul to blend into the coming new day, to accept the hands of fate

to bargin one last time with chance and mental illness

the sun rises and the angels and demons flex and begin in motion all around and

life is happening one more time

to be greeted by one more opportunity to suffer

one more guarantee of smoke and focus and listess hours of no peace

no pride

no love

no reason

i have an itch as i feel the froming morning touch the tissue in my nerve endings and surround, swirl and sustain me in surreal understanding that im not stopping it.

no one is.

the day will be real in one hour. the time will arrive, and move and keep going and drag us all into its bitter cruel grasp , and then provide for the platform from which the undone, the unsatisfied forgotten and wasted therein suddenly UNbecome the essence of understanding higher concious, and regress to UNeternal, UNuniversal, UNable to continue as energy and BEcome disconnected from the oneness that life and all things are together..,seeing that this force of nature in harmony was always the beautiful lie bekieved by desperate sad fools to pacify our crushing weight of seperation by having been trapped in mortal skin and lend faith that only need be in place for the purpose of worsening the impact of truly being what we and all that can feel are and mean in our core...NOTHING. NEVER. no point, no divinity, no sanctity, and no where to go after the last breath as it settles in that there is no thing binds us all, because we exsist to simpl matter as least as we can be actualized into matteringl that, awaits, instead of the lie we will continue on in any remotely justifing pattern. its all here for nothing, we go nowhere.we find no ultimate value because in reality.... we are meant to experience and generate the lack of worth, the structure of pain from losing any significance. and in this stark realization....our exsistance of disharmony and violence regretfully Iver takes us.

me. overtakes me. fullfill true human nature and begin an afterlife thrived from the opposite of substance.

worst. the worst thingbu can think of or be told. its the only thing there, or that makes us, me, serve our function.........

im not stopping it. im not slowing it down. im not escaping it. u cant relax reality...u just cant.

and im able to tap into these natural certainties lately, see the dead still not departed, retain awareness that each new day is a new reason for the leaves to change, the wind to burn , the flowers to wither and the hands of hate to close strong around the hope this universe insists must

come

to

an

end

and i see the things aroumd me now the sun has begun to give creedence to the possibility.

tje worst of al, enemies . possibility. its inevitable. with every dawn, once again we vome back to attention just to be dashed uppn our graves like thpusand year old samd forgotten blowing lifelessly for eternity.

thats what today is. tjats all this day is. its what i, watching and feeling life force on us.

wothout tomorow, u would never be worse.

without tomorrow you would never lose again

without tomorrow u could just lie atill

without tomorrow you could just pretend

so each new experience in the change between the night and the dawn, i suddenly plug in

weather i want to, with the bees and bords and fox and geese and fish and ground and dirt and sound and thoughts about the family dead solhiers left behind when they died a thousand years ago...i plug into the other side, and see the truth of finality.

as we are here, every day is anothee reason to be terified and consu,ed with gloomy onsession.

and when we are gone, we stay like that forever . part of this mad machine

an eternal piece of the construct that causes chaos, brings happines to an end, makes certain all pleasure faded and grips us gentle hard enough our spirits leak the essence of misery fuel to keep the heels turning

i get plugged into this when the new oppotunity comes

every morning just at day break

maybe im getting closer?

maybe todsy is my day

maybe this is my last morning. my last coffee. my last post on tumblr.

maybe my parents will know the unhealing wound of living long enough to bury a child finally.

maybe im close, and i can feel it all like this because its coming closer now

in these mornings, im startimg to get close enough that i cam hear through the wall

that i can hear the other side...

when the sun is fully risen in a moment, i become fair game just like we all do.

and my chances may end. all that i am and ever was, ever did, ever thought, ever felt or loved or needed or lived or ,ade or gave or took or shared or wanted or hoped for

hoped for

maybe today, will be the day its all turned into half hearted recollection by someone i cant ever see or touch or kiss again

so let the sun rise now, as i can see its thoughtless intention on forcing one more day into the galaxy, and let it take full stance above us all.

and remain there clear and fixed, to show me, to show you, to show remind us all

of the sky doesnt look dark today...u arent looking hard enough.

if ull pay attention....u will see whats waiting for you in the echo. in the eternal. in the mad machine....