Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
life & escapism

Heli. 22. Finland. KAT-TUN, Jin and Koki. Doctor Who, Lost. Reader, writer, fangirl, dreamer. Loves people. Loves the world.

I sometimes make graphics. Most of the psds I use can be found on my liked page :3


→ Jul 2014
Click here to support Help me get a wheelchair! by Kitty Edwards


Wheelchair fund update!

So I raised a grand


and then gofundme shut me down


but then i sent them a stern email

and it’s back!

So I thought I’d make a fresh post about it to put out there on the internet. Here’s what’s going to happen with the money I get donated

I DO NOT want to keep anything for myself if it can do good elsewhere -whether it be to charities, people in need or other personal crowdfunding for other trans* and disabled people.

If you could please signal boost this, since it’s added info and whatnot, that would be great.

And if you know any deserving causes or organisations, please don’t hesitate to message me here or (if it’s urgent or you have a question) on my roleplay blog. If you message me off anon, it will be kept private. when I have what I need, I will do my best to share what I’ve been given.



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come Here live tour 2014 


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 KAT-TUN : Come Here 
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Countdown to Jindependence [3]

Jin Akanishi Vs. Mr. Banana

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Guys, please take care of yourselves. Eat if you haven’t eaten. Sleep if you need to. Take a mental health day. Do what you need to do. But put yourself first when necessary.

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→ Apr 2014


legsyes replied to your post “I’m in the mood to write but I don’t know what to write, auuughhhh”

((Charley and C’rizz being friends and doing friends stuff? ;w; ))

be warned, I’m not able to write C’rizz to save my life <3333


"C’rizz! C’rizz, come look!”

"All right, all right," came the exasperated but fond voice from inside the police box with the half-open doors, "I’m on my way."

C’rizz stepped out moments later, blinking as he adjusted to the brightness of the unfamiliar landscape. The temperature was different out here — cooler — though it didn’t bother him. Unconsciously, he changed to a lighter colour, a sky blue, as he turned from side to side.

"Charlotte?" he asked, feeling a tinge of worry (now where had she gone off to?) but doing his best to suppress it. “Charlotte, where are you?”

"How many times must I remind you,” came a mock-exasperated sigh, “call me Charley!”

And then, before he could turn around, a packed-together ball of whatever he had been stepping on hit him squarely in the small of his back, and he heard peals of laughter from behind him.

However silly she was being, C’rizz reflected, it was hard to maintain any sort of annoyance towards Charlotte Pollard when she was laughing.

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