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Kate update.

I'm back in town but I'm exhausted! I want to sleep for 394629104 years. I need to catch up on my discord server bc I feel like I've been way too absent lately. There's a new wave of active people which has been fun. But i miss the friends i had that kinda disappeared. Such is fandom I suppose.

Maybe just bc im tired but i feel like im missing something. I feel like theres something im supposed to be doing but forgot. Not like the laundry or mowing the lawn or anything small and mundane. I mean something bigger. I doubt there really is anything, but its like im walking around with some emptiness that i forgot to fill.

#kateliftstheveil #its like im waiting for something #to be something

i am so overwhelmed by the desire to be creative that i struggle to focus on anything else. the yearning takes over all of my mental capacity and i am left with no space to think otherwise.

#how am i supposed to work #when all i can think about is possibility #it’s not a certain project i want to be working on #it’s just the desire want need to make something #to be something #to express something #kore thoughts

fatexbound asked:

“Stop trying so hard to be something you’re not.” (from Makoto or Haru to Akira!)

Meme Tag -- @fatexbound

Lips thinned almost to nothing as Akira suddenly tensed at Haru's words, the accusation slicing through his heart with the precision of a surgeon's scalpel. What could he say to that? He'd only been something he was not for the last several months, a person he didn't want to be with a label he didn't chose for himself. A part of him desperately wanted to return to a nobody, to the face no one cared to pay attention to, that was just a nobody.

But after that night, after the trial, he could never go back--a larger part of him didn't want to go back. That didn't mean he knew who he was now, especially as he tried to hide himself for a different reason. Keep his head down as much as he could so he could just survive.

He'd clenched his fists though, knuckles cracking slightly as he released his fingers from around the handle of the watering can, setting it down on the ground before he over-watered a plant or something. A slow sigh darted out of his mouth, swallowing back and million thoughts and words. "It's been a hard year."

#fatexbound #to be something #trickster of heart || akira #OOF OOOOOOOOOF #i couldn't decide who should send this!! i basically just flipped a coin and went with haru #bc i could see both of them calling akira out and then 10000% should #get 'em ladies please

Tis the season to be sad-o

Falalala lalala

Don me now my gay apparel

Lalalala LALALA

Avoiding my problems is my peril

Lalalala LA LA LAAAAAAA

#christmas #tis the season #to be something #iwanttostrikeaharpviolently

#im so tired #not bc i cant sleep anymore #just. you know #tired of trying to be great #to be something #just #so tired of trying and pushing #personal

High School AU: Talon

Let me just talk to you about how much I love teenage Talon, this homeless kid that’s so fucking determined to make it even though right now, he’s just a small time hitman for local gangs and the kids at school mock him for being poor. He’s absolutely driven. He knows he’s going to be make it, he’s going to get out of this city and out of this country. He’s going to be an internationally renowned assassin who’s given a stupid nickname by the papers and hunted by Interpol. He’s going to have so much money and all the assholes who made fun of him for being a poor homeless kid in high school had better watch their fucking backs. Even assassins take vacations - and Talon has a long memory.

He's so angry and aware of how unfair the world is. He goes to school with people who are no smarter than him, no more moral than him. They've had the advantages of private tutoring and getting to spend time reading instead of scrambling for survival. if he'd had those advantages, they'd be on even terms.

But he didn't. It's not even. It was never fucking even. What are you in this world depends so much on whose blood is in your veins and Talon can fix that by cutting throats and spilling all of that precious blood out.

It doesn't matter that they call it blue blood, it looks fucking red to him and it tastes just like anyone else's (it tastes like hate, it tastes like victory, it tastes like copper-steel-vengeance) and Talon laughs because rich people pay him to kill each other. And how dumb is that? Sometimes it's not rich people who are his targets, sometimes it's journalists or politicians (yes, poor politicians exist), but mostly rich people kill other rich people. They don't care enough about the poor people to waste money sending assassins after them.

Talon has a fortune in blood money and knowing what he's done for it makes the money all the sweeter to him. There was no way he should have succeeded, not when the statistics say he should have died on the streets or ended up spending his life behind bars, but he did. He won. And it's all because he followed one simple rule:

If the deck is stacked against you, kill the dealer.