#its EXSAUSTING.

[wormy-worm]

ok u know what maybe if the world isn't ready for sunrazer post that means that the world IS ready for Amoveous siblings post. This is Milo and Enho and theyre my DARLINGS and i love them SO MUCH. i have. SOOOOOOOO many thoughts abt them but after the previous post massacre i do not really feel like typing all of that xoxo love <3

[antiendovents]

just found a pro endo in my fyp saying anti endos dont need a safe space. but we do because of you (the pro endo not you). exsausting ngl, I had to block bro before I got too pissed. already made me mad because there was a pro endo in my fyp. like how can you support those fuckin fakers who think did is all fun and games?

i promise you (again in general sense/at the pro endo), did isnt a fun game. its barely remembering anything then ppl getting mad at you bc you dont remember. its looking at your alters and seeing how they all couldve been you if you werent treated that way when you were little. its flashbacks. its being called "possessed". its fuckin hard and endos wanna make it look like a game.

like what? huh?

-kyan

Oh, pro endos fucking suck. Like yes we need a safe space. We need a space where we won't have misinformation shoved in our faces, a space where we won't be forced to watch you make a joke out of the disorder we're forced to live with. Endos and pro endos are fucking horrible and I'm tired of them acting like they're "harmless", as if they haven't taken most of our spaces and our resources. As if they aren't making fun of an already very stigmatized disorder.

(("You" is not directed at you but at pro endos / endos))

[justobsessedwithlove]

Wanna do a whiteboard?

-Mill the super hot manly man

idk man its been an exsausting week for me so im gonna relax and just not think about shit for a bit 👍 BUT THIS WEEKEND WE WILL BC I RLY WANT TO IM JUST NOT UP TO IT RN

[fanfictionsworld]

My hcs for Straw Hats part 1.

Moneky D. Luffy:

First i want to say that this man is ace when it comes to his sexuality,i mean he saw Boa Hancock naked and nothing you just cant tell me that he is not ace.(if you disagree thats okey to everyone is mean  to have the same opinions this is just mine).

He has some bruises from Namis hitting and from Sanjis hitting to do to stealing food in the night when his hungry.

When it comes to looks i think he resembles Grap when he was younger,personality i think either Grap or his mother which we no nothing about.

Often when he can not sleep he wakes up Robin so she can read him some stories from her books so he can go to sleep faster.

He knows when is everybody's birthday is.

When the birthday of any crew member is coming up he alwasy asks Sanji and Nami for help that is if their birthdays are not in question.

Often listens to Sanjis stories about all blue and how he imagines it.

He pulls most pranks on Zoro with Usop,Franky and Chopper.They all get hit by Zoro for that but Zoro cant help but laugh to.

He only drinks alcohol he liver is very damaged because of that,but i do not think he cares all that much.

The only people how now about this are Chopper and Robin how was observant enough to notice,tho she does not say anything to him about it knowing its a private matter.

Really scared of Nami,does not admit it.

He is Choppers number one supporter.

Robin and him sometimes spend time together in quiet thats when she reads and he trains.

Sanji often gets jealousy of that and especially when other ladies like Zoro better then him.

Zoro pretty much does not care about that often saying;idiot,idiot cook,love cook,etc.

Loves every prank Luffy,Franky,Usop and Chopper make,but wont say it out loud.

Okey the sweetes man alive.

Loves singing while cooking.

Some times puts some vegetables in Luffys meat.

Has picture of his mother in his woredrob.

Puts littel love notes under the drinks for Nami and Robin,one time zoro took the the drink with the note and teased Sanji about it.

They fought for two and a half hour until they were both exsausted,

Brook and him are the pervrted duo.

Nickname given by Usop.

Cers for everyone deeply and would literely die for any of the Straw Hats.

His kindness is the reason why most people like him,or fell in love with him.I mean Pudding fell in love in istant.

Gets angrey at Zoro for picking a fight with Nami.

Alway happy to help Nami and Robin with Shopping bags.

Will flrt with every woman but will always be turn down(idk about you but i would never turn this man down).

Zoro laughs at this and they end up fighting again,but the fight is stopped thanks to Nami.

[namis-daydream]

Bakugou is still pumped with adrenaline, amazed he took the thing down. But even then it didn't sit right with him to refer.. it... As if referring to a monster. Its very clear they're very sick.

But then he saw you at the brink of tears and didn't think twice when he wraps his arms around you. A wordless gesture of "are you ok". After all, he did just leave you to crash in the limo, he felt bad about that.

Time passes as if doesn't acknowledge either of you two. Reinforcements came and stabilized the Rogue and wheeled him away. You two got patched up by medics and next thing you two know you're back at the office, fresh out of the showers. Between you and Bakugou you definitely took longer in showers so it comes to a surprise to see Bakugou waiting for you.

When you see him he has his signature scowl on. Two words on his mind: FUCK. THIS. You've come to understand that this particular scowl at this hour with the kind of shift you two had was one of exsaustion.

...but then he softens a little when your eyes meet.

"I am ready to have THE spiciest ramen at Fatgums restaurant! You coming or not?" He says, smug.

I take my time showering as i recall the memories of the last few hours, how everything transpired so quick for me to realize the weight of them until now. The club, the kiss, the boss, the drugs, the kiss, the rouge— it got me banging my forehead against the shower wall as i feel the warmth in my cheeks overpower any other emotion by a lineslide. “…dammit.”

When i turn the corner to catch sight of bakugou, i approach him and smile at his enthusiasm to have spicy food, smoothing my hand over the top of my head before nodding at him with a smug look. “Only if you’re paying for leaving me for dead in that limo”

[mosscoveredcowboy]

shout out to all the older siblings who instantly became free taxi services the minute they got their license. 

[mobdaddykarkat]

Mood for 2018 is me vigorously slathering numbing cream on my depression every 10 minutes because I’m trying SO hard to not let it cripple me, but in the process I’m wearing out my mind and emotions from smudging them away every few hours. It’s like, keeping up good vibes on some days feels like me walking around holding my hair really tight and trying to catch my breath all day pretending I’m breathing just fine around everyone. Then other days it’s really easy to ignore or easy to go numb to myself and pretend I’m not there at all, which as no good as that is, it helps to just forget sometimes and focus on tasks, plans, work and other people.

[stevenuniverseanewchapter]

For those who are curious why I've not been updating:

My health is declining and im trying to get a wheelchair for myself for work, but work is demanding i need a doctors note to use the wheelchair when at work. Even though they know i am trying to see a doctor anyways but I'm at the point where my body is barely able to make it through the day. Apparently one of my friends says it's apparently illegal to demand a doctors note just to use a wheelchair? Idk though. But because of this by the time i get home i am so tired I can't do anything and barely have the energy to take my meds or bathe ( i have but i am super exsausted) I am also unable to call in for work anymore or else i get fired because i would call in every month due to this problem.

I am seeing a rheumatologist on the 15th and getting a wheelchair i baught with my own money on the 11th... Its now if my fucken work would let me use the damn thing..

Oh best part, ive been wearing knee braces for over a year there and they said nothing to me needing a doctors note to use them :/

[carlossainzbutthole]

Work - MGK Imagine

Word Count: 357

Fluff

Send me some requests please :)

You open the door to your appartment work papers in hand ready to go to sleep when all of a sudden everything tumbles out of your hands “SORRY!” you hear Pete shout “ASSHOLE!” you shout back dropping to the ground to pick everything up “hey gorgeous” you hear someone say and you turn yo see your gorgeous boyfriend and you sigh with relief “you have no idea how happy i am to see you” you say and he smiles wide while bending down helping you pick up your stuff “Sorry about Pete” he says softly looking at you “it’s okay baby what were you two doing anyway?” you ask and he gives a guilty look “i may or may have not hidden his weed from him...” colson tells you and you start laughing “ITS NOT FUNNY” you hear Pete yell from the kitchen “anyway how was work” he asks as you walk into your room as you put down everything on your desk “hectic, i’m exsausted” you say pulling him towards you “and i also missed you” you add “i missed you too babe” he says leaning in planting a soft kiss on your lips “you look amazing today” he compliments and you laugh kissing him again this time wrapping your arms around his neck “CAN YOU STOP FUCKING AND TELL ME WHETE MY WEED IS!” Pete yells barging into your room “chill it’s right here” colson says moving away to pull it out of his pocket “i hate you, also i’m leaving” he says snatching the joint off colson “love you bro” he says “bye Pete!” you say both laughing away “i seriously hate you both...bye” He says shutting the door on the way out, “i should have given that to him earlier” Colson says pulling you back towards him “why’s that?” you joke biting your lip looking him in the eye “you know exactly why” he says not breaking eye contact “how about you show me how much you missed me” he adds kissing you more hungry than before, you pull on his hair earning a low moan from him “you gotta work for it” you grin.

[oberynmartell]

adressing my recent hiatus of sorts:

first off my blog keeps being terminated which sucks but thats only half the reason ive ghosted. mostly, its incredibly difficult to be part of this fandom. ive been friendly with everyone, no matter the part of the fandom, but sometimes its just too fucking hard. dany stans dont care for me bc i like sansa/jonsa, sansa/jonsa stans dont care for me bc i like dany/jonerys. i get hate from both sides to my face or im expected to field the hate from both sides via message, all the fucking time.

we have people defending slavery/slavery and celebrating a former slaves racist death, just bc they dont like daenerys. people calling sansa stupid or saying she abused daenerys or bran, just because they dont like her. people inexplicably hating emilia clarke or sophie turner. its exsausting. ive literally lost years long friendships over this and its dissapointing and upsetting. and honestly im just tired.

the show is over, the books wont come out for years. its time to stop fighting. its enough. fandom is supposed to be fun. i cant even remember the last time this fandom was genuinely fun.

[karkats-longsleeves]

Ive been napping everydayand trying to sleep at about midnight and its been actually nice. Im still bloody exsausted all day but my mood and appetite has kinda cooled off and gotten better

[melyaliz]

Graffiti on the Wall

Fandom: DC / Batfam

Summary: Song Fic based on Graffiti by Chvrches

Pairing: Tim Drake X OC

Notes: Yes I have requested but I needed something to break the writer’s block I was having. This song came on the radio at work and I was like “I want to write a fic based on that song” then I asked @royslittleharper  @the-shadow-of-atlantis @coffee-randomness and we were all like Jason!

Then I changed my mind on the ride home.

So sorry no Jason tonight. He should be back very soon seeing as I have three requests for him.

All Masterlists @melyalizarchive

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I'm writing to ask you; did you achieve all you wanted to do? Before we were dragged up, something was different and nothing was new How did you see me?

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Faith paused on the rooftop, the darkness of the city enveloping her as she looked down at the street below. One lonely flickering streetlight cast it’s weak light across the wall behind it. It’s golden light dancing across the faded words etched across brick.

Our Guardian Angel.

She landed gracefully onto the street right below her. Two steps and she was in front of the large Graffiti painting. Fingers danced over the bright yellow lettering caught up in her own thoughts.

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We didn't know what we wanted to be When did we move on? I didn't feel it, nobody told me

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“What are you doing here?”

Tim smiled turning to see Faith behind him, adorned in her ripped jeans and bright yellow beanie. Arms folded over her chest eyes narrow, studying him. She was so different out here in the heart of Gotham than when she was dancing in Bruce’s mansion.

There she was so graceful, so lost in her own world, so focused on something beyond those mirrored walls.

Here she was so relaxed, so alert to the world around her, so present.

This was her home.

In the slums of Gotham, a place no one wanted to call home.

This place had reached out and called to her. Embracing her with its broken arms.

“Just enjoying the view,” he said taking a step back motioning to the wall below. She joined him standing next to him looking down. In the dim alleyway, a few city street lights illuminated “Our Guardian Angel”. Scrolled in bright yellow paint the words were outlined in blue. Large wings were painted around the words feathers floating around as if swept up by a gentle breeze. A small girl sat in on a plush cloud looking down at a city below, a large smile on her face that matched the one on her yellow beanie.

“I think they like you… Guardian Angel”

“Guardian Angel, I like it.” she let out a loud laugh her whole face breaking out into a smile. Tim couldn’t help but smile along with her, realizing with a small pang in the few months he had known this newly orphaned girl she had never laughed like that before. It was loud and deep. Seeming to envelop her lighting her up so it seemed like she was glowing. It was a very nice sound.

“So…” she said turning to him, “Where is your Robin wall? Since this is how every masked vigilante gets their name.”

“Masked? Hey you only have that mask because of me”

She paused studying him for a moment, lost in her own thoughts. As if for the first time really taking him in. “Very True” she whispered, more to herself than him.

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Standing in street lights, we didn't know wrong, didn't know right Making a mess and running in circles, getting in fights

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“Heads or Tails?”

Tim looked up, pure fear in his eyes as he tried to fight the pain through his broken leg. Tried to move before Two-Face flipped his coin.

“Ohhh bad luck”

“AHH!!”

Two-Face gasped as a brick flew into his face. Stumbling back he turned a moment too late as Faith’s small frame tackled him causing the already unbalanced man to fall. Two punches to the face the second rending a sicking crack before she was flung off him.

Both sat up for a moment size each other up. Faith’s beanie laying a few feet away hair falling in tangled layers around her shoulders.

Two-Face quickly stood looking for his gun while Faith lunged at him again. This time for his knee punching forward, the bone bending unnaturally backward. He fell again with a cry getting another blow to the head.

“Stop stop!” he begged as he covered his head.

Faith stood over him body tense fist high ready to strike again. She almost did too but was stopped by Tim.

“It’s done”

“Are you ok?” Faith asked concern suddenly washing over her face as she looked over his broken own. She had almost been too late

 Tim nodded toward the door as he saw Batman coming into view. Taking Faith’s still clenched fist Tim pulled her away from the scene. He could never quite used to her street style of fighting. His eyes 

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We were just kids then, we didn't know how and didn't know when Taking our chances, calling it off and starting again

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“Are you ok?” Tim asked gasping for breath from running the length of the Young Justice Base. Faith looked up at him flashing him a wide toothy grin. Or it would have been a toothy grin if she wasn’t missing her two front teeth.

“Super good, and look now I can whistle” Faith let out a few wobbly notes causing Tim to shake his head suddenly feeling all the fears he had when she ran off dissipating. Those fears being replaced by pure exsaustion. 

“You can’t just jump into danger like that, something really bad could have happened” he mumbled taking a seat next to her hospital bed. The smile slowly faded from Faith’s face as he spoke.

“But Plastic-girl was in trouble, she’s my best friend I couldn’t just leave her.” she kicked her feet back and forth as she spoke, “I don’t leave you guys behind.”

Tim blinked realizing what she meant. All those times she had jumped head first into a fight. It wasn’t because that's how she fought all her battles. It was just how she fought the ones he was in.

“Hey, Faith…”

“OH M GEEEE” The recently saved red-haired girl came running into the hospital room cutting Tim off.  Almost tackling Faith, Plastic-girl was stopped by her blonde friend who had been kiddnapped with her.

“Careful Plastic-girl, your friend is hurt.”   

“No way, I’m so good!” Faith sang, her feet swinging just a little harder as if to prove this point.

“Oh, well” the boy, Plastic-girl had called Sparks, said leaning against the table wincing slightly. Tim assumed probably a bruised rib from the escape. “When they let you out of here want to get coffee or something?”

“She doesn’t like coffee.” Tim’s voice spoke on its own, Faith and Sparks turning to him for a moment.

“Hot Chocolate?” Faith said flashing the blonde boy a smile, “Coffee makes me hyper… or more hyper.”

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We wrote our names along the bathroom walls Graffitiing our hearts across the stalls I've been waiting for my whole life to grow old

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“I love you Steph… ok”

Faith’s fingers balled up into a fist. A fist that landed on the large graffiti in front of her. His last words. Ecoing in her brain as she ran, ran as far away as she could. Maybe if she ran fast enough he would come back. Maybe she would wake up.

It was too soon.

They had so much time. So much of their lives to live.

She was supposed to have so much more time with him.

Looking up at the large painting of her name, her acceptance. Her wall.

She had always liked to pretend he had done it for her. She knew he hadn't, but sometimes when she was alone she liked to sit on the rooftop above it and remember that day,

The day she fell in love with the boy who had shown her who she could be one day.

A day she knew she had time for.

A day she thought she had time for.

A day she had just lost.

She couldn’t help but let out a choked laugh as the tears fell down her face. She had been killing time, this whole time she had just always assumed he would be there. Pointing out the wonders of the world. That he would be by her side. Taking all the time they needed.

And now he never would be again.

Shaking the spray can she raised it working quickly. Moving fast.

Because now she knew, there was no more time. No more waiting for him and her to go on one more adventure. No more waiting until the right moment to admit that maybe there was something more. No more waiting to grow into who they were suposed to be. 

No more anything.

Taking a step back she looked at her work wiping tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.

ROBIN in brilliant red stood in front of her. His name in flickering street lights honoring him forever. Next to her name like it should be. Together forever etched in stone.

Because they never would be in the flesh

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Time to kill Was always an illusion Time stood still And now we never will, never will

We Never Will

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[dandebee]

[you sit down, exsausted, breathing heavily. You dont want to move. 

the forest wails have quited down but as you  sit there, a low droning can be heard.]

-get up, its time to move

-stay, you are to tired

[good-or-bad-luck]

having friends in the homestuck and the bnha is so exsausting and not because its annyoings because its like:

[crazyfindsyou]

Life Is Something That No One Understands

Life isn’t something that we know all that much about, it’s crazy and hectic, fun and scary, it has its ups and downs, twists and turns, it’s like a roller coaster with no end, but there is something about living that is unlike anything else in this world, no, it’s not just about being alive, sure that's the main part of life, but being alive is secondary to living life, yes, we all live life, but that doesn't mean that we are actually exsperiencing it, what I'm trying to get at here is that life is fucked up, no matter how you look at it.

I've never blogged before, sure I like to write, but I don't write about my life, it's something I generally like to keep to myself, it's mine, and therefore I should keep it secret, but nowadays I can't, there is just too much crazy in my life for me to bottle up anymore, the more I bottle it up the worse my life and including my health gets, it's toxic for me, and it's starting to show now, I'm far more exsausted than I used to be, I become drepressed far more than I used to, I grind my teeth, chew the inside of my mouth and cry, crying isn't something that I generally like doing.

I never had this much crazy a few months ago, no, things were relatively normal, well, normal is perspective to each individual so to say that it was normal is a bad general statement, my normal could be totally different than someone else normal, hence when I say normally I don't generally mean normal in general, just what normal means to me.

A little over a month and a half ago I was kicked out of the place I lived at, I had been living with a 'friend' who I had known for nearly fifteen years, just up and flipped out on me and told me to leave, and just as I was getting up to make coffee, I should have seen it coming, I really should have, but I didn't, I allowed myself to be blinded by 'friendship' I was a fool for believeing that she would continue to remain a good person, sure it sucks, but that's what living life means, shit happens and we have to deal with it, it sucks, but oh well, what is done is done, there is no sense living in the past, learn from it yes, just don't live in it, living in the past isn't the way to walk towards the furture.

~To be continued

[charlottebackl2-blog]

i want to fucking die

i am done. my stepdad had a hard life i get that but just because he went through shit he is putting down my problems like they are nothing. oh, you were kicked out at my age, well i am sorry that happened to you. my mental health is at at time low. he thinks i am just too lazy to do my room. its not lazyness, its the fact it physically hurts, and makes me exsausted to even get out of bed in the morning. He always compares me to my brother, he makes my problems feel petty. he asked me why is it so messy all the time. i wanted to tell him all of this. i wanted to tell him that i keep losing battles with my brain and razors etc. it sucks, but i guess since ytou've had a hard childhood you are now the all knowing stepdad. why cant he just search up, why does my teenager not clean their room. i am under so much stress. i am being bullied. i am suicidal. i am depressed. i have severe mental health issues. i hate myself. why cant he just understand that? yeah he knows nothing about this but if he is so smart and has gone through depression then surely he could tell who actually has it aka me. sorry of my ranting but i needed to vent. he went upstairs, i locked myself in the bathroom and cried ugh