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12 hours ago | 69 notes | Reblog
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cuties on my dash
babe

(Source: bronyhomies)

13 hours ago | 9,409 notes | Reblog
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gorgeous
that hair tho
cuties on my dash

(Source: hitoriookami)

5 days ago | 79,491 notes | Reblog
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truth
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kyleehenke:

What it feels like to stumble across an old fandom of yours :D

5 days ago | 120 notes | Reblog
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soulmaka
izzyk279 sent: SoMa "You mean to tell me, you've read all these books?"

fullmetalgrigori:

He can’t look them in the eye when they come, with their boxes and their tape and their complete and utter disregard for the things they touch. Soul wants to shout at them, wants to scream and yell and kick them all out and slam the door behind them.

But he can’t. 

He’s known for a while that he can’t stay here. It’s too big now, and rent’s too high, and…it’s driving him crazy. Everything, literally everything in the apartment has something extra attached to it. He can’t look at the scratch on the coffee table without remembering the time when he was thirteen and still trying to master single-blade manifestation (he’d summoned one a little too long and ended up gouging the wood of the brand new coffee table). That was when he first learned what a hardback spine felt like against a skull. 

Speaking of…he ducks into her room, stares up at the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that line one wall. “Separate these,” he tells one of the packers. “They’re mine.”

The man looks at him in disbelief. “You mean to tell me you’ve read all these books?”

"No," Soul says. "But I’m working on it." 

And he is, little by little. Soul had never been one for reading, but he had also never been one to give up. The Scarlet Letter gives him a headache and Catch-22 is downright tedious, but To Kill a Mockingbird is unexpectedly good and The Catcher in the Rye strikes a chord in him that makes him think he understands why these books line her walls. 

Now they’ll line his. 

He hears them moving around in the apartment behind him, shoving things into boxes without any thought for who they belong to. But it’s alright. Soul has his own box tucked into the corner of his room, separated from all the others. It’s not labeled because there isn’t a word in the English language that can label what lies inside. But he knows what it contains, and that’s all he needs. 

In the end, there are five new boxes added to his pile. They’re heavy and they’re unwieldy, but Soul carries all five of them down the stairs with nary a word. 

It’s cold in his new apartment. It’s cold and it’s small and it smells a little like paint. He hates it, but he can’t go back to the one place he wants to be, because it’ll kill him. 

After the last box hits the floor with a thud, Soul kneels down and peels off the tape. Colorful dust jackets greet him, and for a moment, he falters. He’s going to read every single one of them, yes, but sometimes it’s hard when he can remember a different pair of hands holding them. 

He plucks one from the top and flips through it at random. Neat, tiny lettering lines the margins, pointing out phrases and lines that had particularly struck the reader. Soul skims over them, drinking in her words like a struggling alcoholic.

The last line is underlined: “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

Underneath it, Maka had penned, Need to maintain balance? Shouldn’t let yourself get swept away, but can’t fight forever.

He finds himself agreeing with her words, but it is so hard to follow them. Flipping the book shut, he turns it over to read the title: The Great Gatsby.

Newest book in hand, he slumps onto his bed, ignoring the creak of the naked mattress beneath him. He begins to read, and as he reads, her voice echoes in his mind, reading out her notes and accompanying him as he dives into the pages. 

Her notes are her life, packed between paper and carrying the precious weight of her words, her thoughts, her ideas. She’s pressed between the pages of her books, like a flower preserved long past the day it was plucked. 

In these pages, she lives a little longer. 

It’s not enough. 

6 days ago | 10 notes | Reblog
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hell yes I'm reblogging this

thewindyone:

It’s days like this that I’m most surprised I don’t have a datemate.

6 days ago | 1,733 notes | Reblog
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hp
harry potter
oh
whyyyyy
perf
art

(Source: burstinglight)

1 week ago | 221 notes | Reblog
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chroodlesdoodles:

I did it.. Kind of spent all of the weekend on this. And it was kind of experimenting with bolder techniques. Also I couldn’t be assed with a background (because I’m extremely lazy), but anyway here you go with one of my favorite shows ever Panty and Stocking!

1 week ago | 167 notes | Reblog
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cuties on my dash
hella perf
kuromametchii:

i bought…….a space jacket……..

kuromametchii:

i bought…….a space jacket……..

1 week ago | 10 notes | Reblog
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selfie
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It’s days like this that I’m most surprised I don’t have a datemate.

1 week ago | 4,008 notes | Reblog
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itistimetodisappear:

"He’s challenging the alpha""To protect you"

itistimetodisappear:

"He’s challenging the alpha"
"To protect you"

1 week ago | 605,386 notes | Reblog
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sanhaim:

t-h-o-t-h:

concernedresidentofbakerstreet:

i think we found the opposite of nash greir

I’m glad people are seeing this

As a guy, I agree with him 100% we are dicks and we are not worth it.

(Source: the90sk-i-d-s)

1 week ago | 348,934 notes | Reblog
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gwenlightened:

ineedathneed:

watamato:

been feeling kind of paranoid lately

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Take that time by yourself to get to know yourself and rediscover what makes you shine. Don’t surrender yourself to waiting, and don’t stay isolated for too long, because there’s a beautiful you the world is dying to meet. 

comics that end sadly but wind up being replied to with love are what I live for

1 week ago | 53,343 notes | Reblog
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soul eater
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hell yeah
fuckjaeger:

kittenesque:

prussianmaple:

eerie-innocence42:

forever will I reblog.
This is too perf.

thE SCARSCREAMS

no, but
where’s the rest of his body?????

they cut it off for the cosplay
photoshop was too expensive

fuckjaeger:

kittenesque:

prussianmaple:

eerie-innocence42:

forever will I reblog.

This is too perf.

thE SCAR
SCREAMS

no, but

where’s the rest of his body?????

they cut it off for the cosplay

photoshop was too expensive

(Source: thisworldsnightmare)