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Loving this one ♥️♥️
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAGNUS BANE!
I really shouldn’t be doing this beacuse I have like three exams to study for, but we all know our priorities!
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Love this
Happy Birthday Magnus Bane!
@ms-lightwood @starlight-in-my-eyes @pan-icked-fangirl @mystichorse @shadowy-rebel-idiot @shadowhunting-hooligans @shadowhuntingdemigod @withyoutilltheendoftheline
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Beautiful!!
"Are you in fashion?"No,I AM the fashion.
Happy birthday to our favorite warlock Magnus Bane!!!
Pls like or reblog if you save or use☆~☆
Taglist:(lmk to be added or removed!)@starlight-in-my-eyes @ms-lightwood @thelastfunctioningbraincell @the-ethereal-aura @dark-artifices-only @noah-herondale-lightwood @thatrandomfangirlll @adriannalovesthestars
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Gorgeous <33
get to know the members — nivi.
SHADOW AND BONE TRILOGY by Leigh Bardugo
Why can a Grisha possess but one amplifier? I will answer this question instead: What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men.
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Thanks!
And no not at all i will look at them when i log in
heyy we havent spoken in a whileeee
Hey thats because i havent been really active👉👈
Its just that things havent been going on well in my personal life( family and friends) and just to invest my energy into something well i am working on a writing project
So i havent really had the time to come jere often:(
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Idk Leo fitz babe!
OMG OMG OMGGG CONGRATULATIONS!! <333 (so sorry i saw it late ;-;)
🍋 - your favourite nerdy characters hehe
🍏- rwrb :)
🍋-cyms!!
EWJHRFDCREUISFHUI3EHDWIUE THANK YOU tho i have like two? three?
Anyways
Kit Lightwood- @julesblcckthorn @blackthorn-cardale
Dustin Henderson- @vivre-la-vie-en-rouge @the-ethereal-aura
Leo Fitz- Youuu, @bunneth @ms-lightwood
Henry Branwell- @its-privateer-not-pirate @wilde-fleurr
Mark Watney (hush hes a nerd)- @revvs-trash , @sophiliated
yeah sorry if its inaccurate most of these people are- similar- also its like my second cym lmaooo
🍏- Send me a book/series/character and Ill give you my favourite quote from it!
“That's the choice. I love him, with all that, because of all that. On purpose. I love him on purpose.”
this one is just so beautiful *sob*
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Light academia is loveeee
okay so for the celebration,, cym as aesthetics?
Oooohh I like this one
you as vintage/retrocore
@wilde-fleurr , @blackthorn-cardale and @the-ethereal-aura as cottagecore
@jxmesfarrow and @julesblcckthorn as dark academia
@sophiliated & @bunneth as kawaii borderline spacecore
@ms-lightwood & @its-privateer-not-pirate as light academia
this is my first cym 😭😭
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heyy we havent spoken in a whileeee
Hey thats because i havent been really active👉👈
Its just that things havent been going on well in my personal life( family and friends) and just to invest my energy into something well i am working on a writing project
So i havent really had the time to come jere often:(
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This is beautiful tara💜
Conan grey is loveee
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave me your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather
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Congrats chia! Ily 🥰
Chia’s 300 follower celebration
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! 🤍🤍🤍 i love every single one of y’all so much and y’all make me so happy on a daily basis 😭
Now for the fun part: Join in on the celebration!
😎Send me some TSC characters/ships and a prompt and I’ll write you a fic (you can send other prompts/ideas not on my list as well)
👑This one will be fun! Send me two/three tsc characters and three characteristics that describe you and i’ll write a fic with you as the main character!
😼last fic one: short drabbels in the form of fire messages (just send me the characters)
🌼(Moots only) I’ll handwrite an acrostic poem out of your name to describe you
🙈 Give me a quote and I’ll write it in my atrocious handwriting
🤠 Cym as whatever
🤭 I’ll give you a snippet from my wips
✍Send me TSC characters/ships and I’ll make you a/some headcanon[s]
🔮 Ask me any question you want! (just keep it respectful and appropriate)
Because it’s final exam season and I also have a lot of projects to do I may take forever to answer and I am very very sorry but I’ll love you very very much for sending me an ask in the first place <33
Anon’s on :)
Tagging some people under the cut
@gabtapia @dark-artifices-only @nnazyalensky @shadowrunner2000 @writeforjordelia @noah-herondale-lightwood @proofthatshithappend @ddepressedbookworm @sohalia01 @writeordie-4 @thelastfunctioningbraincell @totalbookmaniac @melanielocke @lifewouldbebetteronmars @the-enchanted-dreamer @drunkonimagination @josiecarstairs @thestarkster1465 @livingformyself @jxmesfarrow @starlight-in-my-eyes @afunkygoodtime @ms-lightwood @gayforcarstairsgirls @fantasticangelrebel @morecaffine-lessstressin @claradoesntevenknow @dontmindmyshadowhunting @idk-i-just-really-like-tsc @spotsandclawsthings @justacrazybookworm @amchara
sorry if i forgot someone or tagged someone who didn't want to be tagged 😅
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Wowooww i love the colours going on in this one
The Hating Game by Sally Thorne
I’m going to destroy you. The Hating Game. You versus me. It’s the only way this can possibly end.
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Purbita babe...Before i begin to comment on the goodness and beauty of this piece i would like to ask are you ok??!!!
I mean this is just so raw and deep. Its as if your feelings have become mine and I can feel them as my own
Wonderful ❤❤
I never wake up.
Never.
In the afternoon, when everyone is asleep, I sit by a window and listen to the echoing cacophony of crows.
In the evening, when the streetlights get switched on, I sit by a window and stare at their haloes of light.
At night when you can still hear the distant rumble of vehicles, I sit by a window and count the seconds passing by.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
A minute.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
An hour.
When I go to bed, I don't fall asleep. And when I do, the last thought to consume me is,
"I want this to be the last."
My nightmares are an eventuality and a constant comfort of ice-cold hands on feverish skin.
In the morning, thoughts I do not want haunt me. They jab and leer, and I think,
"I want my dreams back."
I spend time with my family. I talk to my friends. I study and answer questions and attend classes. I eat and bathe and dress up.
The mundaness of it is something that used to choke me, when it wasn't something I had harnessed and learnt to tame.
"I want this to be the last".
I never wake up.
Have I tamed something I can never enjoy, just for the sake of remaining sane?
Everything is fine.
A year or two ago, when my eyes used to shut at midnight, I would think,
"I want today to be the last.
Please God.
I want to go away.
Take me where you are."
When I fall asleep tonight, that is not what I will think. Instead, I will repeat the same lines I have been telling myself for quite a while now.
"I want today to be the last.
The last day I spend in this haze.
I want to wake up tomorrow.
And finally say goodbye to the mist that is always clouding my vision."
Somehow I have given myself a bud of hope, although I do not know if it will ever bloom into a flower.
When I speak with the ones closest to my heart, and they listen and I do the same, the flower is watered. When I take care of myself and when I pay heed to my needs instead of burying them, the flower is fed.
I can feel the petals starting to open.
And yet. And yet.
Where is the light?
Words float around inside me without any shape or pattern. They form phrases, sentences even, but then fall apart again and again as I fail to rescue them.
They are ceaseless creatures, swimming in me, holding on to each other for dear life.
And I am afraid that I will not be able to save them from drowning.
What will be left of me then?
When what I think and feel will die inside of me, and not bleed onto paper? When my words will breathe their dying breath buried somewhere deep inside me and never be uncovered by another?
What will happen, when the bud that has slowly been blooming into a flower, does not get the light it needs so desperately?
Will it wither away like all the other times?
Little by little, you will be able to see its petals droop, then its colour fade, and finally it will fall off and merge with the soil as if it had never really been there at all.
But, no.
I know how to swim now.
I know how to save the light that the flower needs.
At times, it is so hard to look inward and see the words piling up there. At times, I wish I could just pluck them up one by one, like tearing petals off of an inconsequential flower, a forgotten game of "he loves me, he loves me not".
But these words are not single flowers. They are daisy chains, hydrangea clusters, sunflower patches. You cannot take one without ruining the other, without leaving behind a hollow.
You cannot just save one of them.
But I have taught myself to swim.
I know what I have to do to save the light.
Even though I have never known the flower to bloom before, I can try.
I will not give up on hope again.
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Me:
Parents:
Me:
Parents:
Me: *puts earbuds in*
Parents: iebdwibtifhd
Me: what
Parents: HDJEHDIFNE
Me: what
Me: *takes out earbuds*
Parents:
Parents:
Me: *puts earbuds back in*
Parents: jekdelwnfoehdir
Me: what
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Excuse me but...when did DECEMBER start???!!!
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EXCUSE ME???!!!!!
Us in the middle tier???!!!! NO CHANCE
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Look at this cutie!
Ily and you can talk to me anytime bestie 💗
Awww thanks for making me smile
Thanks for your support, I really appreciate it ❤
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