#horrible title

[leftdreamlanddragon]

Another one dropping on the 1st…. What sleep schedule.

I hate the English title of this one. HATE IT. Who thought it was a good idea?

Here’s hoping for a good time!

[khunvegas]

I'M SHIFTING INTO A NEW ERA. A NEW DAWN.

[spacylady01]

Beauty Can Be Buried From Deep Within

Its up to you on how you bring it out 

Hair  @shespeakssimlish  [xx] 

Edges  @setsuki  [xx] 

Dress  @ridgeport  [xx]

Undershirt  @simpliciaty-cc

Earrings  @pralinesims  [xx] 

[lizabethstucker]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers Additional Tags: What-If Summary:

Sam wonders what could've happened to Steve and Bucky if they hadn't become super soldiers.

[oh8four]

There was about 45 seconds where I thought they were going to ship HellQuake and I died inside but then he betrayed them and got his ass handed to him by Robbie so all is good

[argent-knight]

Silver Knight; Red King

                                          ~ kingofthree​ ~

ZERO WINCED IN FRUSTRATION. He tightened his grasp on Bloody Rose, warily scrutinizing the area. Today, he had slain 10 Level E vampires consecutively. Fortunately, they didn’t have the strength to overpower him. Despite that, he was still worn-out; he was outnumbered after all. Mayhap, he could handle another one (but he prayed there won’t be anymore), but that’d be his limit. 

        He panted, loosening his grip on the anti-vampire weapon. He hoped that they were all gone. He couldn’t deal another herd of those bloodsucking scums. 

        Suddenly, he heard a rustle in the bushes. Readily, he raised his gun, his senses on high-alert. 

        The Hunter cursed silently, feeling agitated and tired. When would they ever stop coming? He was pissed to the core. He heard footfalls coming near, a strong presence. He could smell it—fire. The person was getting closer now, its presence overwhelming. There was a possibility that it was an aristocratic vampire who has powers over flames. 

        He raised his gun, a finger ready to squeeze the trigger. “Whoever or whatever you are, show yourself,” he commanded, trying his best to put power into his words, “and yield.”

[my-wildflwr]

Codys new music is what i need what a trip i love it its so chill

[andra-sidan-archived]

You broke my bones, I will ruing your games

lustanddream Hidehiro walked in the aisles of the University, for two reasons. One, he needed to return a book to the Dean of Literature department and second; he needed to find Aomine. It had only beed few days since Hidehiro was back from his sick leave. Six weeks before he had fallen in the stairs of this very school, broken both his arm and leg. All because of that tall basketball player bumping into him, sending him flying down the stairs. However, the young man had helped him, had gottn him into a hospital, had apologized for hundred million times as well as stayed with him to help him when ever the man had time and a chance. Those six weeks had been interesting at least. Hidehiro had company, even if their encounters were more of bickering and mocking one another, the obvious attractions and memory of their night together before lurking above them. Nevertheless, now he was trying to find the man, say his thank you and finally try and get them to stop dancing around one another. At least he could finally admit that Daiki interested him more than he should. Hell, he was a decade older than the man was.