Soulmate AU Idea
When your soulmate lies to you, the truth writes itself on your skin.
When your soulmate lies to you, the truth writes itself on your skin.
Make a list of your own to feel better :)
She was beautiful; beautiful as the sun glinting on the turquoise waves, as intoxicating as the smell of saltwater. He had known no softness, stayed stoic as a rock for so many months that when he saw her, felt the respite that she embodied, all his defenses fell with no resistance. “Oh my sweet, her melodious voice seemed to say, come to me. I know the world has been cold and harsh to you, but there is nothing but warmth within my arms.” And he needed it. He needed her warmth like he was stranded in the middle of the Arctic ice cap. He was lost at sea and she was his anchor. She opened her arms and he sunk into them; sunk deeper and deeper until all he could breathe was her. The air left his lungs. She was all he knew. He inhaled water and sunk into darkness. The siren had her meal.
Sometimes I wonder how people managed to have something to say. My family and friends always tell me I’m too quiet, but I genuinely can’t think of any conversation subject.
The way I see it, there is only one thing in my entire life that I won’t be able to survive. Those are pretty good odds.
Let’s play a game:
Your whump author pseudonym: last initial, first initial, the first tree species that comes to mind.
The title of your next fic: The + the color of your shirt + the object directly to your right.
And go :)
The Grey Fireplace by D. A. Spruce
My mother’s greatest talent: Starting to speak again at the very moment I unpause my music
I have this constant dread about schoolwork, chores, etc that doesn’t go away even if I finished them. Actually, it’s even worse if I finished them because otherwise I can repeat the list of everything I need to do in my head like a mantra and keep myself sane. If I’m done, I even do that, like, that was my only coping mechanism, what am I supposed to do now??
my goal in life is to become the gay cousin, the vodka aunt and the crazy cat lady all wrapped up in one
"First, He Was Home Alone, Now, He's Lost In New York."
Oh god that turned out grim, thanks a lot Home Alone 2.
“Expect the impossible again.”
Well, that’s ominous...
It’s cute guys
nothing but respect for MY lesbian big cat couple
if youre gay, weak, love swords, and just want a powerful lady with a really big sword to hold you tenderly in her arms you are valid
If we’re bringing back the citrus scale can we also bring back terms like notp and crack ship instead of sending people death threats for ships you don’t like
Some writers: I sneezed and 5000 words appeared in my doc.
Other writers: I told myself I wouldn’t eat a cookie until I write at least one page. Last time I ate a cookie was in 1987.
me: i need help!!
help: *is there*
me: no not you
That feeling when you just made a good friend that cares about you and you just want to keep them.