tagged by a weenie.rulesMore Like This
1.) You have to post ALL the Rules
2.) Each person has to share 13 things about themselves
3.) Answer 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions the people you tag will have to answer
4.) Choose 13 people
5.) You have to legitimately tag 13 people
6.) You CAN’T say you don’t do tags
7.) Tag-backs are ALLOWED
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9.) You have to finish within a week. If you don’t finish in time, you have to do what ever the creator tells you
10.) Be creative with the title. no titles like: “I got tagged”
.13 things about myself
1. i filled this meme out in english class
2. i really hate my biology teacher
3. i have two AP exams on the same day and i need to write 6 essays in one day ((":
4. i have seen EXO live 4 times
5. for some reason i keep getting only xiumin and chen photocards in my albums
6. i have every single BTS album to date
Realities || Sora x Male!Reader [AU]More Like This
Do you know this feeling of being in a state where you can't make out what reality is or not?
What is an illusion of sweet dreams and what is the reality that you are able to escape from per sleep?
I tried my best to tell it apart, I really did.
But from time to time it feels like I'm stuck between two worlds and jump from this one to that one every time I fall asleep.
Right after I close my eyes I wake up in the other world without having felt any real rest but still being not tired.
There is this one world where I fight against weird... monsters, I guess. Fighting along with me are a duck called Donald and a dog called Goofy.
They talk. Really, they talk!
I only need to point out these facts and it already seems to be a not true.
I mean, for the love of God, I use a giant key to fight ridiculous-looking black and grey monsters.
A fucking key.
But somehow it feels more like a... memory?
Yeah, more like a memory than a dream.
Like I have forgotten about it and now ever
XigXal DrabblesMore Like This
Xaldin sat on the couch, his head laid back and eyes closed, enjoying the quiet. His dreds fell over the back and he breathed out a sigh. Dealing with The Beast had been taxing on him, especially with all the times he had been shoved against the wall and thrown down stairs. Even the girl had hit him a few times.
Two hands crept up from behind the couch, moving slowly until they rested on the lancers shoulders. Xigbar knelt behind the couch, fingers stilling when Xaldin began to move. Keep those eyes closed, he whispered, less than an inch from the others ear. After a moment, Xaldin relaxed again, and Xigbar felt a grin cross his face. His fingers caressed stiff shoulders, trying to ease some of the tension. His fingers worked out the knots, sliding from shoulders to Xaldins neck, slipping in under his hair. You need to stay with me tonight. I can fix all of this, he said, resting his face beside the others.
Can you now? Xaldin