I Have Nothing Else To Say Except We Have To Get Wreck & The Original Nice Set To Good Luck Babe

The psychology of snape lovers needs to be studied i fear

I don't like snape but you can if you want (none of this is that big of a deal) but the people who act like snape was perfect and all his problems were caused by James just baffle me. Yes the Marauders were bad to Snape, but Snape was not an innocent lil boy who happened to get picked on. He was just as responsible for his actions at that age as they were, if your going to hate James for bullying you have to remember Snape was doing the same thing! It was mutual hatred. Snape was not a helpless baby he was a wizard racist! He continued to be a selfish racist person his whole life and hated on children for no reason. He held grudges about things that happened at 15 till he was almost 40. He only left the deatheaters because they were going to kill lily, he didn't care if they killed James and Harry. He was selfish till he died, his friendship with lily was ruined by him and him alone. James was a rude 15 years old, but he grew as a person. Snape didn't.

I'm still not okay after reading the Playlist for When Your Boyfriend Stops Breathing by @sunsetplums, still listening to the playlist too ˙◠˙ p.s. Birb’s name is Mango, she used to live with the fic’s author but passed away just a couple days ago so now Jayce is looking after her. Faint music on the bg is My děti ze stanice Bullerbyn by Květy

Happy Birthday Megumi Fushiguro!

30 Day Linkin Park Challenge

↪ Day 11: A Linkin Park song that you never get tired of → Papercut I know I've got a face in me Points out all my mistakes to me You've got a face on the inside too Your paranoia's probably worse

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SATOSUGU NATION RISE UP!!

"Koishiteru" is used for specifically romantic aspects because "Koi" is only used for romantic aspect!

"Koishiteru" which is the most rarest and deepest expression of love,much stronger than aishiteru

why are people pretending that sex is the only axis upon which some people willingly enjoy things that hurt/scare them

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Love love love characters that present themselves as emotionally open social butterflies but the more you see of them the more obvious it is that they’re the most closed off fuckers in the story. Sure, they want to help you with your personal problems and messy emotions, but if you turn that shit back on them, they’ll shut down or deflect every time. Why are you sticking your nose in their business anyway? It’s not like it matters. They’re not a person, they’re just a role being played. They’re the guy who fixes things and saves people. Please ignore the man behind the mask, he’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Grief was a strange thing. He had always thought that it came in like a wave. Whenever he had read about it or saw it through a screen it had seemed elegant in its destruction. He knew, of course, that it was debilitating. But he hadn’t expected it to be quite like this. The hollowness that accompanied it. As though his heart and soul had been torn from his being, body still calling out for them but finding nothing in their place. It allowed the pain to echo and rebound within him. Compounding on itself. 

And he still couldn’t quite comprehend the guilt that caused his mind to turn in on itself as well. The ‘why’ that would never be answered. Nice had taken his own life. Why? He would have been there for him. How much pain had he been in? To the point where he never reached out, never asked for help, hadn’t thought to lean on his shoulder? If he could even do that anymore.  They could have run away together. Left Nice and Wreck behind.

Left it all behind.

But now he is gone.

And someone else had taken his face. Had taken his voice. His eyes. All of it. Keeping him alive when all he had wanted to do was rest.

The fight, the one he had looked forward to, a moment to reunite with his other half, was meaningless. The anger that had burned within him managing to go out all too soon, the grief that had come drowning any last embers.

And when he fell he let himself.

It felt like freedom. Like he was chasing after Nice one last time.

Perhaps he was waiting for him, wherever he had ended up.

And wherever they were at the end of this, they’d be together. As they should have always been.

AO3 has been scraped, once again.

As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped by yet another shady individual looking to make a quick buck off the backs of hardworking hobby writers. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.

I have been trying to hold off on archive locking my fics for as long as possible, and I've managed to get by unscathed up to now. Unfortunately, my luck has run out and I am archive locking all of my current and future stories. I'm sorry to my lovelies who read and comment without an account; I love you all. But I have to do what is best for me and my work. Thank you for your understanding.