I love music and making playlists. it helps pass the time for when I'm bored or something like that. The reason why I'm making this is because I thought if people wants to listen to something new, I guess they check this out ^^ ♡ hope you like it Love, Asahi Azumane

Read and share. They are too much, it's getting out of hand and the public media keep quiet about this.

random pictures from Unus Annus videos out of context! (alot are from the same video BUT I will upload new ones every other day :3) DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT HAVE ANY RIGHTS TO UNUS ANNUS OR ANY CONTENT MADE BY ETHAN OR MARK

Hey guys, gals and non-binary pals! This book filled with labels, their definitions, as well as things and art themed around them like aesthetics and pride flag arts (i own nothing, of course. Credit to the amazing artists)! I will also be including one of their awareness/visibility days or week. This book's main purpose is to be educational, not hateful or anything of the sort. I am going into everything with an open, accepting mind. REQUESTS ARE VERY WELCOME! Feel free to reach out if you need help figuring out your own identity. I'll try my best to help you ^•^ my pms, comments, and mb are open <3 Dedicated now to @Fabulous_Rainbow_ . We miss you, Olly Honourable co-writer: @DemigodOfAnime , as well as a couple of people who occasionally lend help on discord! Highest rankings: #1 in Definitions #1 in Education #1 in Terms #1 in Awareness #1 in Information #1 in Questioning #1 in Community #1 in Aesthetic #1 in Identity #2 in Sexuality #2 in Labels #3 in Gender Thank you all so much <3 (NO👏MAKING👏FUN👏OF👏ANYONE👏FOR👏WHO👏THEY👏LOVE👏OR👏WHO👏THEY👏ARE👏IN👏THIS👏BOOK!👏 That includes the LGBTQ+, people of all races and skin colours, indigenous people, cishet people, and etc etc.)

A collection of horror one-shots from my mind to help me cope with my crippling depression.. And my anger issues and desire to murder someone...

the story revolves around an openly queer freshman, Alec GoSorrow, in highschool and his exploration through both his relationships while at night goes around searching for things most teenagers his age wouldn't Imagine in their lives. Join him and his friends exploring the depths of the world most would never be able to reach. (E.N: Thank you to those who have read this story, this is my first time doing this and I'm trying here. I'm proud to say that on the document it has reached 40 pages, hope y'all continue to read on to behold this story!!)

this isn't aesthetic idc it's important. please read and share. don't stay silent.

Wattpad Pick 2018! Wattys2018 long list selection! "With the ferocity and black humor of a Quentin Tarantino film, this in-your-face chiller delivers lethal villains; flawed, dogged investigators; and a bevy of twists and turns." - Kirkus Reviews A team of NYC Detectives chase down a sadistic serial killer racing against a countdown to the death of a young woman. Former detective Solomon Roud, driven from the force by the killer, is tormented into giving up his new life as a master thief to help. With the girl in an induced coma, Solomon knows the stakes: he lost two girls while on the case, and when he figured out who the killer was his partner was murdered and the psycho escaped. Now he's back with a promise: one of them is going to die.

"Hi, I'm looking for a dog." Mark told the lady at the counter of the animal shelter. "I'll show you our selection." The woman smiled kindly as she guided Mark to the back. Mark's eyes scanned the many good dogs, listening to their barks while feeling his heart break at the sight. He walked past many breeds such as German Shepherds, mutts, and evens few poodles before he eventually reached the end with no dog in mind that he wanted. Until a new one came in. "I found her abandoned in a home that the owners had moved out of awhile ago, and she put up a hell of a fight to stay and wait for the owners to return. She's really sick too, as well as dehydrated and malnourished." A man spoke in a rush as he barged in holding a lump of fur in his hands. Mark could see the dirty white-blonde fur on the dog slowly rise up and down with each breath it took, her large, sad chocolate brown eyes looking into Mark's own eyes with a mournful look that made Mark want to hug the puppy and never let go. She let out a whimper before she lowered her head and closed her eyes, making tears well up in Mark's eyes. "That's the dog I want." Mark decided aloud. "A-are you sure? We have plenty of other dogs-" "She's perfect." Mark interrupted. The man exchanged glances with the woman before gently handing the puppy over. "What's her name?" Mark asked softly as he watched the puppy lick his fingers with a small smile. "Sephora according to the rope the owners tied to her before leaving." The man stated as he pulled out a tattered piece of rope with her name burnt onto it. "Sephora...like the makeup. How about Chica?" Mark whispered to the puppy. Chica let out a soft yip as she curled into a tighter ball in Mark's hand. "Chica it is." Mark chuckled, delicately running a finger down her soft back. "You're a good dog." Mark told her as he walked towards the exit. "You'll always be my good dog." Mark promised her.

The Egos had been in a few fights with Anti, and it's been roughly the same; Anti desperately tries to kill them, they fail to get his knife or even hit him, and they retreat. But getting that knife off of him may be one of the worst decisions they make. Especially when they understand where Anti's murderous ambition really comes from...