#perdoneme

[vnderwatcr]

el muchacho sonrió antes de darle un sorbo a su botella. “hagamos esto, si te gano una mano me regalas una canción.” comentó refiriéndose a un juego de cartas, cualquiera fuera, no era tanto la idea de jugar lo que le llamaba la atención si no más bien escuchar la voz ajena. “¿qué me dices?” [ @ccuervos​ ]

[magnatherium]

you’re RIGHT!!

(credit to @shihai-kuroiro-yuuei for kuroiro’s outfit in the last one!! i really love it <3)

[marifer853]

Aria oculta mucho secretos

 No quiero q adivinen q puede haber en los cuadros >:v

[torrancek]

@Regrann from @quiero_te_y_viceversa - #perdoneme #teamo #micorazon #sentimientosaflordepiel #sentimientosalviento #amoresbonitos #quererbonito #amordelbueno #soyamor #enmicorazon #letras #escritos #inspiracion #ilustracion #fotopoesia #poesia #poesiailustrada #amorilustrado #textpost #textosilustrados #textospoeticos #instafrases #torrancek #confesiones - #regrann

[trainwreckgenerator]

this is the third one of these im doing today lmao sorry abt the spam

anyway tagged by @estonianpenguin​ thanks dude ur rad

1.) spell your name out with song titles.

g: glowing eyes - 21p

e: elevator operator - courtney barnett

n: nearly witches - p!atd

e: evolve or decay - fourplay

2.) why did you choose your URL?

i generate trainwrecks all around me! my self esteem is great

3.) what is your middle name?

monteith, its been passed through my family for generations after an english nobleman paid my scottish ancestors to keep his name going during the revolution. some ppl call me monty

4.) if you could be a mythological creature, what would you be?

a god probably? but dragons are fucking amazing

5.) what’s your favourite colour?

bright teal

6.) a song you like right now?

gravel to tempo is my jam. my gay, gay jam

7.) top 4 fandoms?

hamsteak, stets uninu, voltron, prob a couple others im not too fandom oriented

8.) tag 9 people

already tagged ppl in my last post like this, anyonw who wants to can do it

[major-victory]

starrycontractor lolgirl607 darkerthanevanescence

A sneak peak of Hei’s side, in parallel to this (Misaki’s side)

Hei was growing anxious; he wasn’t sure how much longer he could stand the wait. The officer from before was standing outside the door of his apartment. In fact, she had been for the better part of the last 5 minutes. He didn’t even need to see her to know; he had known it was her the moment her heels landed on the metal staircase of his complex and ascended. None of the other tenants wore shoes like that - sleek, professional, practical. A perfect compliment of her personality and character.

He looked up at the door from his position on the floor under the window. He could only assume that she was here to see Li, and the fact that she was without police company must mean it was regarding a personal matter. His growing anxiety persisted. While he hadn’t exactly discouraged personal interactions between himself and officer, he certainly hadn’t encouraged them either.

He almost sighed. That was a lie, and he knew it. Hei couldn’t begin to count how many times he had intentionally crossed her path over these last few weeks; how often he had considered putting himself in “danger” to give him a chance to work with her again, the same way they had that brief first meeting. She was a different personality than he was used to working with, and he found himself needing to be around her again in that capacity; she relied on him, made him feel useful and necessary, even when acting as the inept screw-up, Li.

It was more than he felt with his team. To them, he was just another asset, another tool, another weapon. Which was fine, really; he shouldn’t be so caught up on these… emotions, anyway. He knew better. It was easier to do his job without his them distracting him; which was why he was going to send the officer away the moment she decided to knock on his door. He didn’t need to deal with her right now, as much as he was unwilling to admit he wanted to.

Hei sucked in his breath at the sound of her knock, the harsh sound unnecessarily loud in his quiet apartment. It echoed in his ears, reverberating through the empty space of his room. He clenched his fist and stood. Patience, he reminded himself. She didn’t need to know how long he’d been waiting for her to knock. He strode deliberately to the entrance, removed the locks, and opened the door.

[andy-we-ardilla]

Fundirse en una lágrima eléctrica, danzas al aire bajo sombras románticas caminando en el sol, llevados de la mano trozos de vida y delirios en clave delirante ser una nota magnética, brillo bajo un cristal, de polvo en reflexión perturbante.

Tonado bajo el vino, corriente de ilusión otro espejismo de alusiones  copado en otra, surgir en contra y morir en nota, aun en clave delirante. Fundirse en lágrima eléctrica, que eleva el brillo de tu ser, Morirse en laguna ártica, donde en frío, calores profesas. Desaparecer en una venida, bajo la brisa de tu sonrisa; y me desvanezco en tu vida, alta ala de otro muerto delirante.