I love them more than I love my mom

i don’t drink enough water and i never get enough sleep,
i’m a serial procrastinator and i’m perpetually stressed,
i worry about everyone and everything,
i don’t eat right or as much as i should and
i get sick so often that my sick periods, they all seem to just blend together.
i’m not good at taking care of myself but i will always tell my friends,
“eat.”, “drink.”, “get your work done.”, “go to sleep.”, “be careful.”,
“don’t be late.”, “don’t worry, everything will be fine.”, “don’t stress, you’ve got this.”
i’ll always put others first and it will eventually wear me down until i am spread so thin that i am unrecognizable but that’s okay,
because i will give my friends everything i have if it means that they are happy,
that they are healthy.
i will gladly light myself on fire if they say they need the heat.
i know it’s unhealthy but i love them more than i could ever love myself.
to me, they are worth more than my everything.
—  i’ll always be the “mom” friend // 6.18.16

anonymous asked:

heya :) i need some help. i personally suck at writing daichi and suga and i was just wondering if you had any tips?

Hello friend! I am thinking you have my blog mixed up with @ellessey-writes, who is the DaiSuga writer. Even if not… I’m gonna point you in her direction, because she’s the pro at writing them! 

(Maybe a good time for me to mention again that Ellie and I are, in fact, two different people haha!) DaiSuga, AsaNoya, IwaOi, KuroKen are all Ellessey’s general wheelhouse because she’s versatile and awesome.

I (Esselley/Essie) basically stick to one pairing, and one pairing only, and that’s KageHina! 

I will say that I think the main thing that sticks out to me about writing and characterizing DaiSuga is how often I see Suga’s character watered down in order to fulfill some oddly gendered stereotypes for their relationship. I find the “Sugamama” thing to be a two-fold unfortunate implication, in my opinion:

1: Suga often gets turned into this delicate, pure, incorruptible flower in a lot of fanworks, when in fact, he is a salt mine who regularly punches his friends and teammates whenever they are in arm’s reach. This isn’t to say he isn’t incredibly supportive and nurturing, but he’s also scrappy, has a mischievous streak a mile wide, and is tough as nails both mentally and physically. 

2: Why is the “nurturing” half of the pairing (quotations because Daichi is plenty nurturing, but, idk, he’s broad and tan and so he doesn’t get the same treatment? My eyebrows are raised) automatically designated the “mom”? And on the flipside, why does the “mom” half become a being comprised wholly of sugar and sweetness and light and almost always zero personality beyond that?

Men can nurture, and by the same token, women can be more than nurturers. When I do write DaiSuga, I try to keep this stuff in mind. They have personalities beyond “parental”, both in friendship and romance, and I think those qualities get lost unfortunately often, whenever I do happen to see them portrayed.  

BBS Confessions
  • Cartoonz’s smile gives me life
  • When Delirious actually gets quite frustrated, and he starts cussing, I feel a bit scared.
  • I love that these guys can call each other rude names and everyone is okay with it. They don’t take it personally.
  • I don’t really like Evan as much as i did before, despite the fact he’s the reason i got into BBS. 
  • I didn’t like MiniLadd for the longest times, for no reason. But now i love the man to death.
  • I haven’t seen half of the guy’s videos. (EX: Ohmwrecker, Gorilla, Smii7y. But i still love them all to death)
  • Cartoonz is the most beautiful man in the world in my opinion, despite literally being old enough to be my dad (he’s actually a few months younger than my mom)

Feel free to add more! I wanna see what people think! 

You’re My Fish

Request: hi can I ask for Auston Matthews imagine please? where he picks a fight for no reason and then you’re mad so you go to stay at your place after a week you realized it’s Ema’s birthday (his mom) so you go over to help her make cake and stuff during that Ema tell you about how Auston mess up and then he walks in and you guys make up? Thank you so much❤️

A/N: I feel like I say the same thing every time, so I’m just going to say I adore this boy and leave it at that. 

Word Count: 1390

Warnings: Cursing. (Sorry, it’s just who I am as a person.)


“What do you mean, you don’t understand why I’m upset?” Auston asks running his hands through his hair. “I’m upset, no I’m pissed- furious, actually because there are random guys liking your photos on Instagram.”

“It’s public, Auston. Loads of random girls like your photos and you don’t see me getting all bent out of shape about it.” You sigh. Auston is only getting more upset, nothing you say is helping. All because some random guy liked a couple of your photos this morning. One of which was the sunrise and another was the ice before anyone skated on it. “You’re overreacting.”

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Jimin as your boyfriend

aaaaaaand anotha one! I’ll link yoongis and hobis wen I’m not on mobile buuut for now,,,,((also sorry if there’s any spelling mistake or soemthing I just write these and I barely check over them 😰😰💗💗💗))

Yoongi  Hobi

•Healer
•Person who listens to everyone’s problems but doesn’t like to share his problems bec he feels like it’d be a burden to everyone else
•Jimin would never be able to comprehend the extent of your love for him

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Prompt: Naegi and Kirigiri with Saihara as their child (PS this is spoiler-free and I haven’t played/watched the game so excuse me for mischaracterizing)

A/N for @qosic a WAY belated birthday gift. Dude, I love you so much that I would write naegiri for you. Thanks for being awesome and I hope this will be enough for your forgiveness at my late greeting.

Another Detective in the Family - naegiri with child saihara

When Saihara was born, they never talked about his talent.

Instead the parents cried and cooed at a healthy baby born and how they would protect him and shower him in love. Whether or not he had talent was not a concern of theirs so long as he was happy. Makoto did joke before that he wished their son didn’t inherit his luck if that counted as a discussion. Kyouko was still smooth as ever when she calmly mentioned that their son would most likely inherit his hope. They both blushed at that, him more so than her. It was nice and peaceful and all was right in the world in those moments.

When Saihara grew up, he inevitably showed talent.

At first it was just interest in his parents’ works which then developed into skill. He solved his first mystery when he was four and the culprit was his father who ate his mother’s pudding. It was an easy first case but he had been proud over debunking his father’s alibi. He had a feeling that his mother knew all along but just milked the situation for his father’s reaction. The next time they went grocery shopping, they bought him extra pudding as a reward.

From then on, he pursued mysteries with a wonderlust. He solved them left and right and he grew bolder with each success. It seemed as though he was already set on the path of being a detective just like his mother. However, unlike his mother, he didn’t become cold and distant in his work. He took after his father when it came to being social. He was friendly enough and made sure that everyone was at least  comfortable around him. His mother made no comment on his work ethic and his father cheered him on. He would make them proud.

At the tender age of seven, he was a prodigy.

A prodigy that was still babied by his parents just because they can.

“Mom, I have some news.” He declared as soon as he caught sight of her in the living room.

“Really?” Kyouko asked although judging by her tone, it sounded rhetorical.

Saihara’s smile immediately turned into a scowl or at least it was supposed to be but it came out as a pout. “You already know, don’t you?”

She hummed playfully. “If you say so then what ever gave me away?”

This was a test and he just knew it. Ever since he started showing interest, she also began to train him in subtle ways. Sure it was fun at first but after a few years, it got old fast. Well more like annoying since they were easy and she knew how he felt about the easier tests but still handed them out. Her excuse was that it was to drill in the basics but he knew better and that she just wanted to tease him.

He took a moment to reorganize his thoughts into a concise explanation. “Well you’re early but not too early. That provides just the right time frame for you to meet auntie given his schedule. However, the incriminating evidence is that your blouse has wrinkles around the shoulder area that could only be acquired by someone placing their arms there in a hugging manner. And you never let anyone but auntie do that. Given auntie’s nature, I have no doubt that she already told you about the news.”

Kyouko stared at him, her silence carrying judgement with every passing second. “Nice try.” She curtly said.

“Nice try? Not well done?” He asked incredulously.

“It’s not a bad induction.” She shrugged. “However, it is incorrect.”

“Incorrect?” He gasped. It was like a blow was dealt to his gut.

“I learned about the news from your uncle this morning. Everything else, I planned and planted.” She explained in a collected manner and then surprised him at the tenderness in her touch when she patted his head comfortingly. “It seems that you have much to learn since you were deceived easily.”

“It wasn’t that easy. I’m going to see through it next time.” He grumbled and covered half of his face in embarrassment.

“There, there.” She smiled as she continued to pat him.

Makoto came home shortly after and gave both of them warm hugs. “How was your day, Saihara?” He affectionately brushed his hair.

“M'fine.” He mumbled though he did not pull away.

“Oh, Kyouko. It looks like you already know about the news. Did uncle tell you?” Makoto said when he turned towards her.

“Seriously?” Saihara’s jaw dropped. “How did you even find out about that? I thought mom was the detective between the two of you!”

“I have my fair share of experiences at solving mysteries.” He winked at his son. “I just might be better than you.”

“How??” He squawked at how infuriatingly talented his father was. “At least tell me how you figured it out!”

“A lucky guess?” Makoto just laughed at his son’s scrunched up face. “Just kidding, kiddo. I actually saw them when uncle delivered the news.”

Saihara practically fumed. He was played by his parents. Twice! “I hate you both.” He grumbled.

“Love you more.” Kyouko giggled.

“Love you too!” Makoto chuckled.

Despite Saihara’s weak protests, Makoto pulled the three of them together in for another bear hug which Kyouko obliged. He ended up smiling with them and although he did laugh, he refused to acknowledge that out loud. More than the thrill and satisfaction of solving mysteries, he thought that it was moments like these that topped his list. Here, in the safety and warmth of his loving parents. He forgets and forgives them for teasing but they would never let him forget that he was their beloved son.

When Saihara looked up to his parents, he didn’t think of talent since all he saw was love.

I’m going to tell you all something.

Do you know all those posts that say “YOU ARE VALID” or “YOURE NEVER TOO YOUNG TO KNOW” or “YOURE NOT CONFUSED, YOU KNOW YOURSELF”?

Listen to them. Reblog them. Make them.

Because those posts mean more than what it looks like.

I kind of came out to my mom. She said I was too young, and I was confused and that I couldn’t be transgender because i used to love dresses and i wear makeup.

Actually I loved those dresses because people told me I had to wear them and I wore makeup to outline my cheekbones and jaw to make me look more like a boy/genderless.

What was even worse was that I told my mom after she got upset that “oh dont worry just a little thought im a girl and always will be”

She said of course, and was a little happier i guess. But i felt like i had betrayed myself.

It felt horrible.

I told my friend/afterschool teacher about it. My friend said I was valid. That I’m never too young. That im not confused, and the only person that can influence me was myself.

Im still hurt. But my friend helped me a bit. I might lie more about my gender to anyone, say that im a girl when really im only 1/10 of the time.

So you know those posts?

At least look at them. Like them. Reblog them. write them.

Because that can make even a questioning person feel safe.

New Brown America

When I was a kid, the one thing I wanted more than anything else was a Cabbage Patch Kid.

But, in the late 80s/early 90s - they didn’t make Cabbage Patch Kids with light brown skin and dark brown hair and eyes. 

There was black and white and that’s how the world was divided….but not because I grew up in Southall. 

Pretty much every kid I went to school with had brown skin, brown hair and a mom who made them eat rice every night. 

So, where were our dolls? 

I watched Hasan Minhaj’s Netflix special - Homecoming King - recently and I fucking loved it. LOVED it. It was like hanging out with my coolest cousins - it was hilarious, heartfelt and bilingual. 

Originally posted by allycoalition

Here’s a dude that looks like me and sounds like me. 

Someone who can reference Drake and knows heartbreak. 

Someone who also understands that if you’re reading this, it’s already too late, I’ve bit the fucking laving in the biryani and I think I might be dying, man. 

Over the past couple of years - I’ve noticed it more and more. 

More Indians represented in media. 

More people who look like me and sound like me. 

For me, it started with Kal Penn in Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle

Originally posted by okaayawesome

For the first time in my life - I saw an Indian character I could relate to. For once, I saw an Indian person who didn’t have a thick, ridiculous accent. An Indian person who wasn’t mocked with “smelly curry” jokes. 

Sidebar: Literally fuck every single person who makes this joke. Firstly, people didn’t die in the spice trade for you to be so goddamn ignorant and secondly, do you even understand how complicated and lush and beautiful a curry is? How much time and energy and love it takes to make? No. You don’t. So, shut the hell up and try not to choke on your shitty mayonnaise sandwich. 

I saw an Indian dude who dropped pop culture references and used the word “dude” about as much as I do. I saw someone whose dad looked like an angrier version of Paps. I saw an Indian who wasn’t a doctor or an engineer or a call center employee. 

Alright, fine. He was applying to med school in the movie but like the man said:

Originally posted by thecheeziersnack

And then came Mindy Kaling who was basically a goddamn revelation in really cute shoes. 

A smart, funny, mouthy Indian woman WRITER who gives ALL the fucks about cute packaging for make-up and SNL sketches? 

Originally posted by shashaaussi

It was like hearing my voice for the first time. Holy shit - that’s what I sound like?! That’s amazing! My voice is like a cross between Fergie Asha Bhosle and Jesus! 

And of course, there’s Aziz Ansari. A man who created a genuinely honest look at the first-generation immigrant experience for millennials with Master of None

The “Parents” episode of the first season and the “Religion” episode of the second season really hit home for me. The former deals with the stark differences between immigrant parents and their children and the latter deals with coming out to your parents about your lack of religious convictions - both issues I’ve certainly dealt with in the past couple of years. 

I am part of #NewBrownAmerica

I can talk about the issues of the GOP condemning systemic poverty as if it were a mortal sin, I can rhyme every single word in Montell Jordan’s This Is How We Do It, I know how Ganesh got his elephant head and that Mom has hidden little Ganesh statues in all of my apartments she’s been in and I’ve been making cups of chai since I was six-years-old, so I’m totally comfortable mocking the shit out of anyone who orders chai tea lattes. 

Chai means tea. Latte means milk. You’re ordering a tea tea milk and you need to knock it off. 

And I can do whatever the hell I dream of doing because isn’t that the promise of America? 

I’ve even become more comfortable with speaking Gujarati. I mean, I’m super rubbish at it and my pronunciation will make every one of my masis wince, but I’m not embarrassed anymore like I used to be. 

We were trying to book an AirBnB last night and I asked J to text the link to our buddy. 

“How do I do that?”
“Here. Batawu.”

As in, here. Let me show you. 

I’m becoming more myself and it feels easier. 

Maybe because I’m in my mid-30s and you just don’t care as much about that kind of stuff anymore but also because there’s a we now. 

I see people like myself on television and it’s such a big fucking deal. And you know what’s even more exciting?

In like, fifty years - it won’t even be a big deal anymore. Some little Indian girl is going to see tons of people on TV like her and she won’t even bat an eye because duh, why wouldn’t Indian people be on TV like everyone else? 

Representation matters and seeing this new crop of talented, smart, funny and brilliant brown people who grew up on Bollywood and Barbies, Ganesh and Ghostbusters and the goddamn pressure cooker going off at 8:00 in the morning gives me such hope. 

Still waiting on that Cabbage Patch Kid, though. 

Te Amo - Tom Holland Oneshot

Request: Sorry to add more to your requests, but can you make one where the reader is Puerto Rican and Tom goes with her to a huge family party for the first time please:))) by @parkerxholland

Warnings: Some Spanish, fluff

Word Count: 1,053

Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: I hope I did this request justice because I don’t really know much about being Puerto Rican. This took me a while. Lol.

~Masterlist~


You were nervous to say the least. Your boyfriend Tom was finally going to meet your family. To most people that doesn’t seem like a bad thing because when a boyfriend is introduced to their lovers family it usually turns out well. Although for some reason you couldn’t get over all the cons of him meeting your family. Its not that you didn’t want to introduce him to the most important people in your life, it’s just that you didn’t want to introduce him to the craziness and hectic that makes up your family.

You see you were Puerto Rican, which meant a big family, tons of food, and a lot of Spanish. You’ve been trying to teach Tom how to speak it, he has tried and has failed miserably. He couldn’t quite get the trick of rolling his R’s as funny as it seemed. And Yet you managed to get through the some basics and how to keep a conversation going.

You were rather impressed by how much he was willing to learn for you. Your family always told you that Tom was definitely a keeper because he was the only guy who’s actually wanted and put in the effort for you. You’d blush at every comment that your mom and abuela (Grandma) would make.

So here you were sitting in Tom’s car nervously tapping your foot. Tom noticed and grabbed a hold of your hand.

“Hey don’t worry everything is going to go great” He leaned over a placed a kiss on your cheek.

“You seem more confident to meet my family than I do” You let out a halfheartedly laugh.

“Well I want them to like me”

“They will love you” You smiled.

“How do you know?” He rubbed your hand.

“Because I love you” You whispered.

Tom leaned in again but kissed you softly against your lips. You pulled away. “Okay lets do this”. Tom smiled at you and opened his door, you following his actions. You both walked up to the front porch hand in hand. You took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. You waited for a minute before hearing faint footsteps approaching. The door swung open to reveal your mother. Her expression immediately changed. She was so excited to see you.

“Y/N aye dios mio! Oh cómo te extrañé!” (oh my god, how I missed you). She hugged you tightly then looked at Tom.

“Tom, es bueno verte!” She hugged him tightly as well. (It’s good to see you).

“Usted también” He responded back.

“Well come now, everybody is waiting inside” Your mom gestured over her shoulder.

Your mom took you to the kitchen where most of your family was. You immediately noticed your grandma making her famous arroz con pollo (Rice with chicken). 

“Abuela!” (Grandma) Its been a couple of months since you last saw her.

“Aye Y/N mi ninã bonita” (Oh, my beautiful girl).

“I missed you grandma” You smiled at her.

“Yo tambien. Es este tu novio del que nos hablaste!” (Is this your boyfriend you’ve told us about). You nodded.

Tom seemed to understand what she said because he heard the word boyfriend in the sentence.

“Hola” He shook her hand.

“Tom its nice to meet you” She smiled up at him.

“Its nice to meet you too. Y/n me diji mucho de ti” (Y/N’s told me so much about you).

Your grandma’s gaze fell on you. She looked rather impressed by his spanish.

“Él es un arquero” She whispered to you. (He’s a keeper).

Tom looked at the two of you curiously but smiled anyways.

“Well es una fiesta, have fun!” She waved you guys off. (It’s a party).

You laughed at her. You introduced Tom to the rest of your family. You could tell they really really liked him, and that made you so happy. Tom was impressing you with many other words you never taught him. He was enjoying himself, after all he was a likable person. Your family welcomed him with open arms. It was all you could ever ask for.

“La comida ya está lista!” Your grandma shouted from the kitchen heading to the backyard. (The food is now ready).

You were talking with your cousin and then went to go find Tom who was talking to your dad with a beer in his hand. You walked up to them.

“There she is” Tom wrapped is arms around your shoulder placing a tender kiss to your temple. You blushed.

“You did good with this one mija” Your dad pointed at Tom. (My daughter).

“Thank you dad” You leaned into Tom.

“Alright lets go eat” Your dad clasped his hands together.

“Wait till you try my grandmas arroz con pollo, you’re going to love it!” You pulled tom to the tables aligned side by side to make a long table.

“Sounds rico” (delicious) He smiled cheekily at you. You could hear how he rolled his R. You laughed hitting him playfully on his chest. 

You were certainly feeling at home again. You didn’t know why you were freaking out so much earlier because knowing Tom he was always one to make a first good impression, and that was something you admired about him.

Tom took a bite into the food and hummed in satisfaction. He loved it so much he asked if you could make him it when you guys got back home. It got soon got dark and everyone was having another round of beers or saying their farewells, to family members. You and Tom stayed a bit longer after the food, he also accepted another beer from your dad but that would be his last one before you had to leave. He wasn’t planning on getting drunk. Eventually you said goodbye to your family and told you to visit again and to bring Tom. You laughed at that.

“Today was fun I had a great time” He said walking hand in hand with you to the car.

“Really? You mean that?” You looked up at him.

“Absolutely darling, your family was wonderful to meet” He kissed you softly.

“I’m glad you liked them, I love you Tom” You sighed happily.

“Y yo te amo” He kissed you again. (And I love you).        


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Creepypasta #1245: My Husband Loves Me

Length: Short

TRIGGER WARNING: IMPLIED ABUSE

My husband loves me so much. He makes sure to tell me everyday that no one will ever love me as much as he does.

When we were dating, he asked me to spend less time with my friends because they were too into partying and were a bad influence. I didn’t have much in common with them anyway.

When we got married, he reminded me how important “to honor and obey” was in our vows so that we could have the type of marriage that was fulfilling spiritually.

When I got pregnant, he told me to make sure that I didn’t love the baby more than I loved him so that we didn’t become one of those passionless couples.

When he asked me to quit my job, he reminded me that even though I don’t remember saying it, it’s always been my goal to be a stay-at-home mom.

When he says that he’ll call the cops if I ever go anywhere with the baby without him knowing exactly where we are, it’s because he worries so much about us getting hurt.

He constantly asks if I love him too.

And I always tell him that every time he enters a room, I get goosebumps and I smile so wide that my teeth grind and I think my cheeks might split. I tremble when he touches me and I always wait in anticipation when he’s not there.

That’s what love feels like.

Right?

Credits to: ellipticalmoons (story)

anonymous asked:

Can you imagine Isak's face when he finds out about Evan's mums?Something like when Evan opened his locker in that iconic way.And maybe Evan didn't tell him, bc why it's completly normal and ok(and he's kind of bitch and loves teasing him)and when he brings him to a family dinner two sweet women rushed to hug Isak and give him kiss on cheek for greeting and Isak has that"what's happening"face( same when Evan kissed him after meeting the boy squad and "u r so hot Isak" sentence)&Evan is laughing

ok so, i lied. i made this into a (sort of?) fic. so, here’s 3k words of isak finding out even has two moms. i’m sorry.


Isak is maybe, possibly freaking out. Just a little bit. Not actual, full on anxiety that makes him feel like his heart is beating as fast as a hummingbird’s, but. He’s getting there.

Even had said it so naturally too, just what do you say we drop by tomorrow?, and he had actually looked kind of nervous, to his credit, but more about Isak’s answer than actually having him meet his fucking parents.

And of course it’s easy for Even, Isak has never once seen him uncomfortable in a social situation. Even when they were standing in the tram, stealing little glances at each other and smiling nervously, Isak too fucking shy around Even to say anything, Even had managed to smooth his way through it, awesome conversation, though. So it’s understandable he’s not nervous about hanging out with three people he loves. But Isak, he can’t even have lunch with his own parents without feeling incredibly uncomfortable, let alone his boyfriend’s. What would he even say? Hello, Mr and Mrs Næsheim, I sucked your son off in the shower the other day, congrats on the genes!

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EXO Reaction when they have a daughter that’s like a carbon copy of his wife

Literally my mom and me. She’s like my twin.. sometimes people even ask us if she’s my sister… Xoxo, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


Chanyeol:

*Always has to look twice* “I’m sorry little one.. for a moment I thought you were your mom… you girls love to drive me crazy!”

Kris:

“It’s so cute how my two treasures look exactly the same… I need to paint a portrait.. yes! People in other galaxies will think you two are twins!”

Sehun:

“Sometimes I wonder why my girls doesn’t look like me.. but then I remember she’s as beautiful as her mother which works fine for me” *So proud*

Tao:

“Because I know the effect your mother had on boys… I also know what you do to them.. so remember my girl.. that I won’t let any boy to take your hand… not until they pass the test I made…” *Overprotective father*

Kai:

“You know… I couldn’t ask for a daughter more perfect than you baby… I’m so happy you are in our lives. But it’s not about you looking like your mom, no. even if you looked like me or didn’t look like us at all… I would love you with all my heart”

Xiumin:

“Ah baby! You look just like your mother when we went to our first date! Flawless! That boy will love you, I’m sure of it!”

Baekhyun:

“yes little one… you can have anything you want… just just stop with that face” *Just like her mother, his daughter know exactly how to get what she wants with that puppy face*

Luhan:

“We did a good job jagi.. not bad… not bad at all.. out little one is the prettiest girl in the world with her mother”

Chen:

“Why do you two always team up… you know you make me weak… this isn’t fair… aish my two girls… fine, we’ll go shopping”

Kyungsoo:

“So… when you are older… you’ll be like your mom right? You know it would be funny if you found a boy that looks like me… Doesn’t mean I’ll approve right away though” *Always imagining weird scenarios xD*

Lay:

“We made her right? But why she only looks like you? I’m really confused…did you clone her jagi?”

Suho:

“So…my jagi.. to the square…. this means… I’m going to be even weaker now… my princesses….. we need a bigger kingdom” *$uho thinking big*

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Auston Matthews - Part 23

Little shorter than my usual posts, but setting up for the real fun starting next post

My mom leaves me staring after her with a dumbfounded expression on my face. Wha… what? I look absentmindedly around my room, at a complete loss of what to do and seeing the time glaring back at me, decide to just get into bed. I call my two pups into the room and snuggle down into my covers with them on either side of me, my two little personal heaters.

               My mind wanders to Auston, I don’t have to wonder what he’s currently doing because my phone is still going off at regular intervals of pictures of him sent by either Marner, Nylander or one of the other several player who seem to have my number now. Auston sends me them too, though his aren’t every thirty seconds. My phone vibrates from a text and I swipe down for look at it.

               R u awake?

               I smile when I see who it’s from.

               Nope, sleep texting

               Smartass

               How was dinner?

               I don’t really think u need to ask that. U were pretty much there with all the snapping.

               True, your chicken looked delicious

               I didn’t send you any pictures of my chicken

               I know

               Jesus. Is there anything they didn’t send you?

               Nudes

               There’s a minute before he responds and I wonder if I went too far. Then the little bubbles pop up and I relax.

               Thank god for that, I would hate killing my best friends.

               I giggle and roll onto my back, my eyes are getting tired.

               Well they r safe for the night

               Ur getting tired

               How do u know that?

               U never abbreviate words or forget punctuation

               Oh

               Go to bed

               No

               Ok

               I’m going to bed

               Then y did u say no???

               Don’t tell me what to do

               I giggle again when he sends me a bunch of the exasperated emojis.

               Night Auston

               Night Y/N

               I stare at my screen for a few moments, my heart fluttering against my ribs and I try to figure out why. There wasn’t really any flirting, just conversation yet my heart is beating like he really did send me nudes. I click my screen off and shove my phone under the pillow, determined to fall asleep without thinking about the stupid boy.

               Two days pass a lot faster than I would have thought possible. Now I’m standing outside the house I grew up in, looking at all the grandness of it one more time before I get into my waiting car, with a trail of my parents SUV a handful of family and friends, all with their cars packed to the brim as well and a hauling truck bringing up the rear. My parents are in their respective vehicles, letting me have my moment. We had said our goodbyes last night.

               I had just gotten off the phone with Auston and had only been asleep for a few minutes when my father gently shook me awake. Silently he had taken my hand and pulled me downstairs, helped me put on my coat and then we went outside hand in hand. Perched on our usual spot on the picnic table, we sat side by side in silence for several hours, our eyes on the sky and silent tears rolling down our cheeks. We didn’t need words to communicate.

               Now, standing outside the home that I had learned to walk, there was a sizeable dent in the master bedroom doorframe from one of my failed attempts at that. My eyes trail to the driveway to my right, where I had skinned by knees more times than I can count trying to play street hockey and riding my bike. None of these things made me sad to think about, though tears did come, they were just memories trailing down my cheeks, making room for even more beautiful memories to come.

               The drive over to Canada goes without any difficultly and before I know it, I’m standing outside my new house. My two dogs are already bounding around in the few inches of snow that must have just fallen, within moments it looks like I own two little polar bears instead of two labs. The house is nicer than I had thought, built less than five years ago, it fits in with the few newer houses littering the block. I can’t help but grin at myself. This is my home.

               The next four hours are spent with my parents and various friends and relatives unloading the U-Haul and other vehicles lined up on the street. I mostly just stand in the foyer and point people in the right direction with boxes and pieces of furniture, I feel extremely lazy just watching but there’s so many people that they need direction. I’m amazed at how quickly everything is brought inside and I have never been more grateful that my grandparents own a home renovation company and over the years they have been putting various pieces of furniture to the side for me and my cousins. Most everything that is now taking up space in my house I didn’t have to pay a dime for.

               The only time that my happiness falters is when I glimpse my parents, the pain of leaving them so great I don’t know how I don’t fall over. Once the last of the boxes have been moved inside, the majority of my family and friends leave until it’s just my parents and me. They stand at the bottom of the stairs as I make my way down to them, their fingers entwined and my heart pangs in my chest. I could never imagine being in love like my parents are.

               I reach the bottom of the stairs, my hand lingering on the banister, I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out and I reach for my parents. They embrace me and I bury my head into my father’s chest. Not caring in the slightest that I’m a full grown adult and hugging them like I did when I was five years old.

               This time I don’t sob like I expect to, my tears are all dried out. Instead I try to memorize everything I can about them, their smell and the crinkles by my mom’s eyes, the result of smiling more than the average human, the rough stubble of my dad’s beard and the gray streaks in his hair that he always tries to blame on me.

               “Alright, time for your first home picture,” my mom finally says, her hand running through my hair once more before putting her hand on my shoulder and I take a step back, my hand still firmly in my fathers.

               I join them on the porch, taking my place by the front door as my mom takes my phone and hers out into the lawn, my dad following. I beam at the camera and throw my hands out to either side of me, my two dogs make an appearance at just the right time and make the picture.

               “Beautiful as always,” my dad says from my mother’s side.

               “You didn’t even see the picture,” I roll my eyes at him, returning to his side. He quickly ducks me under his arm and gives me a noogie, I squeal and try to swat his hand away.

               “Don’t need to look to know,” he says and I can’t help but grin at him as I try to smooth my hair back out.

               “It’s time kid,” my dad says gruffly and I know this has to be harder for them than it is for me.

               My mom joins us on the lawn, the snow sitting in her hair like a halo, her arms encircle me and then my dad’s cover hers.

               “I love you so much,” I whisper.

               “We love you too baby, more than you know,” my mom whispers back, I can feel her wet tears falling into my hair.

               “Proud doesn’t even begin to cover it,” dad chimes in, his voice even more gruff than before and my heart twinges.

               I meet my father’s eyes, swimming with tears and I think back to that very first night under the stars, he gave me everything I could have ever asked for, and I tell him so.

               “No, Y/N, I introduced you to it, you made it into something beautiful,” he grazes me cheek with his knuckles and I lean into his hand.

               “I love you,” I repeat, he winks at me and his hand drops from my face, taking my mom’s hand instead, tugging her gently towards the car.

               She kisses my forehead once more and pats the heads of the two dogs bouncing around in the snow before climbing into the passenger seat of the SUV. I close her door gently and she rolls down the window. Though don’t say anything more. We can’t.

               I watch them pull away from the curb, down the street and around the corner. I stand there several more minutes, staring into the distance before turning and looking at my house. I stuff my hands in my pockets and whistle for my dogs, walking up the front steps and through my front door.

               Getting set in the kitchen is first on my list, my family offered to stay and help unpack the boxes but I refused. There was no way I was letting someone have all the fun of organizing my house. My phone buzzes the moment I touch the first box and I let out a frustrated sigh. Really?

               I snatch up my phone and my annoyance fades away immediately. I had sent the picture my mom took of me to Auston and he had finally responded.

               You know I always had a thing for older, responsible women

               Haven’t you always had a thing for me?

               My point exactly

               I giggle and lean against my counter, opening my snapchat and sending a picture of my T.V already set up in the living room, which was the only thing I had allowed anyone to touch because I knew I would mess it up somehow. I caption it “So you can’t yell at me for not watching your game again” and send it to Auston. Last week I had watched the Detroit game that was playing at the same time as the Toronto one and boy had I heard about it from not only Auston but every Leaf’s player that had my number.

               I open my text messages again and type out a response.

               Are you calling me old??

               Little bit, but im into it.

               I roll my eyes and another message from Auston appears.

               Ur rolling ur eyes right now aren’t u?

               Little bit

               I can think of other ways to make them roll

               A tingle goes through my spine and I blush even though there is no one around.

               I don’t think it’s exactly fair that you can say that kind of stuff but I can’t…

               Says the girl who just the other day said that she slept naked in my childhood bed!

               Touché.

               A snapchat notification pops up and I click it open, seeing a picture of Auston’s shoes and I know he’s on the bus heading to the arena for the game against San Jose tonight. “Good girl” it’s captioned and I roll my eyes again.

               Alright, we just got to the arena, I’m guessing u’ll be asleep by the time I’m able to call u. So I’ll see u tomorrow?

                Another tingle shoots through my spine at the thought of finally seeing Auston tomorrow. For the last twelve days all I’ve been able to do is imagine his lips against mine and… Other things.

               Depends, your rule still in place?

               Of course

               Then I can’t wait

               There’s a pause between messages.

               You are literally the worst

               I just send a kissy face emoji and receive an unimpressed one in response. I grin, pleased with myself and set my phone back down on the counter. I eye my dogs who are already lounging on the sectional couch.

               “Hey! Get to work!” I call to them and they just flick their ears in my direction and give a “really mom?” expression. I scoff at them and turn back the first box I see, now is when the fun begins.

Seeing You On The Other Side (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

Originally posted by thetheatrekiddestination

Summary: As an old women, you feel yourself slipping away from life on Earth. As you cross over, you reflect on everything wonderful in your life, before making your way to the Afterlife.

Warnings: Mention of character death, but not graphic or terrible. Mentions of the Afterlife? (Not sure if this will offend some people.)

Time Period: Hamiltime, all though not super specific.  

Word: 1340

A/N: I know it is semi-based off Eliza’s part in “Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story,” but that was my intetntion. And I am sorry if you are offended by the talk of the Afterlife. I know not everyone belives in it, but I tried to keep any religious mentions out of it. Without further ado, enjoy!

You laid in your bed, trying to rest but finding it near impossible. As you tossed and turned more, a large cough escaped your throat. This alerted the other members of the house, and slowly your bedroom door creaked open.

“Mother, are you alright?” your daughter Eliza, who was named after your best friend, asked as she softly stepped into the room.

Instead of answering, you gave her a small nod and smiled. She started towards your bed and sat on the edge. Smiling sadly down at you, she grabbed your hand and held it tightly.  

You squeezed back and rested your free hand on her check, trying to console her.

“Please don’t worry about me, it’s all going to alright.” You reassured your daughter.

“But I’m scared.” she confessed. “I don’t want to lose you.” Tears now started to slide down her face.

About a week ago, you had contracted pneumonia, and each day you felt worse than the day before. You knew your time was coming soon, and you had confided your suspicion with your daughter.

“Do not be scared, you are such a beautiful and strong woman, exactly like who you were named after. I promise, you will be completely fine when I am gone.” you promised her, wiping away her tears just like you did when she was younger.

“Don’t talk like that, mom.” she whispered.

“Shhh it’s alright, I will be alright. For now, I’m going to try and get some more sleep darling, I’ll see you soon.” you told her, squeezing her hand before she stood up. Your daughter learned down, kissed your forehead, and walked out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

Letting out another cough, you could feel your eyes growing weak, and you knew that you would not be waking up to see your daughter once they closed. It turned out that whenever people said that your life flashes before your eyes right before you die was true. Once you closed your eyes, you saw all the wonderful achievements you had throughout your lifetime.

You saw the first time you had met Alexander Hamilton. It was while you were taking a stroll through town, you stumbled across a debate between Alexander and a Mr. Samuel Seabury. After the debate, you had approached Alexander and told him how much you agreed. “Why should a tiny island across the sea regulate the price of tea?” Luckily, he wasn’t like most closed-minded men. He accepted opinions. After flirting with you quite a bit, he asked if he could write you, and the rest was history.

Next, you saw Alexander on one knee, the day he proposed. Right after that, you had a flash of yours and Alexander’s wedding day, when you had become husband and wife. It was magical. Although the Revolution was still going on, you managed to scrape together one night of romance to celebrate your union.

After that, you saw the day you had told Alexander you were pregnant with your first child, Philip, and the day he was born right after that. You saw all of your children before your eyes, growing up all over again. You remembered the tears shed by both you and Alexander as you took turns holding the bundles of joys that were the best parts of you and the best parts of Alexander. 

Unfortunately, you then saw your first born dying in your arms. The time that followed the event had put a strain on your marriage with Alexander, but after moving Uptown you worked through it and fell in love again. But then he went and published that damn pamphlet, and you had to work so hard to build your marriage again.

Then, one of the most horrifying sights flashed before your eyes. You saw Alexander dying as you held him in your arms, and he told you to take your time joining him. That was when your heart a shattered into a million, tiny pieces, and it had never been the same again.

After Alexander had died, you started to work your butt off so people would tell his story once you were gone, trying to secure the legacy he always worked so hard for. You interviewed each and every soldier that your husband fought with, and tried to translate all of his thousands of pages of writings, proving to everyone of the good your husband did.

Then for a while, you helped out your best friend (more like a sister), Eliza Schuyler, to start the first private orphanage in New York City. She got to raise hundreds of children, although she never had any of her own. And you got to experience joy as well. Although, each child’s sparkling eyes reminded you of what you saw in Alexander’s

Once you had helped her to achieve her dream, you continued on with your own dream. You went around and spoke out for those who did not have the equal rights as white males in America.

You started out by speaking against slavery, trying to convince everyone that you cannot enslave another human being. Next, you focused on helping women get their own rights. You even attended the first conference dealing with women’s rights in Seneca Falls, New York.

Every time you finished speaking, you could feel a pain in your chest. Alexander could have done so much better if only he had the time. Each time you thought you weren’t going to live to see another day, the Lord granted you more time. Each time you were extremely grateful, but some days you wanted to lie down and wake up with Alexander.

Finally, you saw all of your family that was still alive. You saw your beautiful daughters, dashing sons, and extraordinary grandchildren and great-grandchildren. You had such a blessed life, and you got to share so many moments surrounded by the people you loved.

Your only thought was had you done enough? Would others continue to tell the story of Alexander Hamilton and his wife, (y/n) Hamilton?

You could feel your soul slipping away from your body, yet you did not try to protest. After years of having faith, you knew that you were heading somewhere beyond life on Earth; the Afterlife. So, you let go of everything and let the unknown consume you.


When you opened your eyes again, you had to blink a couple of times to let your eyes adjust to the bright light. You stood up and looked down at the wrinkles in your dress. As you tried to brush them out, you noticed something that made you gasp.

Once you brought your hand up to eyelevel, you saw that there were no wrinkles. It looked like it had long ago when you were young. One could only assume that the rest of you looked younger as well.

Although you were still marveling, you heard a cough that brought you make to your senses. Looking up before you, you saw a sight that made you want to cry. In front of you, stood every person you had loved in your lifetime, but had passed away before you.

First, you saw your mother and father, who ran to embrace their daughter. Pulling away, you felt like you wanted to cry but couldn’t, for there were no tears in the Afterlife.

Glancing around you saw the all of Alexander’s friends (that became your friends) who had died in the war, or shortly after. Lafayette, Hercules, and John all smiled at you and nodded their heads in thanks for making sure the world knew of their stories.

The people who stood directly behind them made you want to jump for joy. “Angelica, Eliza.” you breathed out, not believing your best friends, who were more like sisters, were standing before your eyes again.

“And Peggy.” the youngest sister, stated as she also embraced you in a hug, and you couldn’t help but laugh. After a few moments, you pulled away.

Finally, you saw two figures standing behind everyone, and your heart soared. There in front of your very eyes stood your first born child, Philip, and your soulmate, Alexander.

You pulled Philp into a bone-crushing hug as any mother would if she had outlived her son by more than 50 years. You checked over his appearance and saw that he looked absolutely perfect. “I love you, mom.” he told you.

Pulling away from your son, you walked slowly towards your husband. Once you got close enough, you broke into a run, and threw yourself into his arms; taking notice of his younger appearance.

Looking into the eyes you had fallen in love with, you brought you lips near his and crashed them together. You had been waiting 50 years to do that.

“Alexander, I’ve missed you so much. I love you.” you sighed in content.

“I know, (y/n), my love. But I’m glad you’ve taken your time in coming to see me again. I just want you to know how proud I am over you, of all of your accomplishments. You did so much more than I ever could.” Alexander complimented, peppering your face in kisses.

You giggled and melted into the hold Alexander still had on you. Now, you never had to worry about having enough time. You were going to spend eternity with those that you loved most.

~Charlotte

so after FINALLY watching the final bee and puppycat episode I have a lot of feelings and thoughts on it

i feel like bee is a cyborg, not a robot like a lot of people are saying, since there’s that picture that natasha drew of her and her dad when she was younger,
~i was thinking that maybe something happened to her and maybe her dad that he had to ‘fix’ her to be able to survive something that happened(which might be why he’s gone[maybe])
~and this is plausible since we know that he’s really good at machines, making video games for bee since she was small plus making the machine that was fixing her arm
~i dunno he could have been up with some shady stuff that he knew was gonna happen so he could have prepared before hand for bee
~also THAAAATS WHY BEE HATES WATER SO MUCH WOW I THOUGHT SHE JUST DIDNT LIKE WATER
~ along with why she doesn’t really need a kitchen, she likes to eat but doesn’t need to

also i feel like the reason why i think cardomons mum started crying jellyfish instead of waking up is because she ate it, so it made her biggest dream come true (hence her cute jellyfish story) instead of having cardomons dream of her waking up come true(my poor baby!)
~does that mean that stickys dream was to be colorful?
~cardomons mom was so pretty i wanted to cry even more than their story was making me do already

~plus DECKARD WAS SO ADORABLE i absolutely loved his interactions with bee throughout the whole episode and his picture of them in their matching aprons killed me
~UGHH I WISH HE WAS IN MORE EPISODES
~and awwww bee likes him and hopes shes soul binded with him
~i love that he has so many siblings and lives with them, especially since i’ve lived with all 6 of my other siblings and their families
~i think it’s cool that they make deckard depressed,but don’t really talk down on it but instead just normally bring it up
~toast sounded a lot like the dub usagi in sailor moon and she’ll FIGHT U WHILE TELLING U ABOUT HER EX WIFE

i just love bee and puppycat, but i wish it was a bit more cohesive with the story in general, especially since we didn’t learn anything new about puppycat except that the pilot was cannon in the series. but overall i really enjoyed the episode and all that we’ve leaned about bee AND I’D SELL MY SOUL FOR MORE SEASONS ESPECIALLY SINCE EVERYTHING ALWAYS LOOKS SO DYNAMIC AND AESTHETICLY PLEASING

Road Trip - Davey Jacobs

So I sent part of this to @emphatically-enthusiastic earlier today and I got really excited about it, so here’s more modern Davey headcanons.

  • Road trips with Davey are always an adventure, even if you’re just going shopping.
  • Most of the time, you drive. Davey’s too nervous of a driver, and you both agree that he’s much better as the trip DJ.
  • He plans out playlists based on where you’re going. For generic trips, or when you need a clear-your-head road trip, he has a general playlist that features a lot of 1990s and early 2000s bops.
  • Davey sings along to every song that plays.
    • His favorite songs, he sings the most enthusiastically. 
  • He 1000% jams out to ‘NSYNC on the reg. 11/10 he’s the best member of the band.
  • He comes up with some super fly choreography on the spot for his favorite songs, and he’ll play the song as many times as it takes for you to learn his moves, too. 
  • You have matching sunglasses (probably Ray Bans or something similar) because you’re both basic and you love it. You have many selfies taken at rest stops of the two of you in these matching sunglasses with really gorgeous lighting. One of these photos may be your phone background.
  • People say that Davey doesn’t like his singing voice, but I 110% disagree. Davey knows he can sing. And he harmonizes with E V E R Y T H I N G. One time, you were driving out of the city, and an ambulance passed you and he harmonized with the ambulance siren.
  • Davey isn’t the type of person to fall asleep during car rides, but sometimes, he can’t help it. When he does, you both love and hate it. You love it because he looks so damn cute and peaceful with his head leaning against the window with the scenery rushing by. You hate it because the trip becomes infinitely more boring.
  • He hates stopping at chain restaurants when you’re in different cities and states unless you don’t have one back home. He prefers to go to little mom and pop shops that are off the beaten path.
  • His travel motto is “Go where the tourists aren’t.”

Let me know if you want more of these! And feel free to add your own/create a discourse about them. I love how creative the fansies can get with headcanons.

I promise one day I’ll post more than just Newsies content, but I have fallen headfirst back into the fandom with the release of the proshot on Netflix. I had forgotten how much I loved this musical (I saw it in 2012) and it has sort of consumed my life.

Little Ham Man (Hamilsquad x Reader) Part 19

Warnings: Death, violence, blood, PTSD
A/N: Sorry I took so long friends, had to restart it, and decided to put warnings because a lot of shit happens. Apologies beforehand

Previous Chapter // Next Chapter
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You woke up, in a cold sweat. Jenny was sleeping next to you, unable to sleep on Lafayette’s mattress alone. You moved slowly, trying not to disturb her rest. You tip toed through your room, and out the door. You saw a light in the kitchen down the hallway.

“Thomas, we cannot just leave them, we have to stay. Y/N and Jenny will be quite worried, and I don’t think it’s a good idea.” You heard Lafayette whisper. You stayed in the shadows, listening.

“They’re safer here. Look Gilbert, we saw what we saw. Aaron Burr? That’s impossible for him to be here, and yet, there he was,” You heard some shuffling, and a zipper being pulled, “Now, I either go alone, or you come with me. Make a choice, monsieur.”

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40 MINUTES OF SHOW DON'T ERASE 9 SEASONS OF SWARKLES

Let’s talk for a second about this magnificent couple because, for the love of god, the way how Carter Bays and Craig Thomas treated Swarkles and their shippers is insulting. I mean… they basically fooled the world making us believe they were endgame. And now we have to believe that was all a joke? Hell no.

01x06. Slutty Pumpkin’ - This is what Ted told Robin “ one day you’re gonna meet a guy who’s gonna make you want to look like a complete idiot”.

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01X14. Zip, Zip, Zip - I dare anyone to watch this episode and not thinking “ wow, they’re awesome together ”. This episode is the Swarkles manifesto. It’s everything that makes them them.

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Can you imagine Robin smoking cigars and play laser tag with Ted? Oh, wait, she’s not that person anymore. She’s a needy stepmother now. 

02x16. Stuff - So, Robin had to getting rid off their dogs because Ted saw in them her ex-boyfriends. What a mature behiavor, right? But he stole a smurf penis for her, so.. everything is legit and now I wonder if he’s gonna do the same in 2030, since she has her dogs again. The point is, who went with her to take the dogs to her aunt’s farm? Ted? No. Barney. ( rewatch the 08x05 episode). Barney who surprised her with PUPPIES when they got back together.

02x18. Moving Day - Are we really going to assume that Ted and Robin are meant to be when they weren’t even capable of living together? Are we really going to believe that? Yeah, of course. 

04x14. The Possimpible - Barney finished her video-resume and got her a job. She didn’t get deported in Canada thanks to him.

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But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her…

04x20. Mosbius Designs - This is what Marshall told Barney about him and Robin: “ actually we both think (he and Lily) that you’re kinda perfect for each other ”.

This is what Robin said at the end of the episode:  “I used to describe my ideal guy as funny, smart, passionate, challenging.“ 

And now tell me that is not the description of Barney.

05x17. Of Course - Robin didn’t want to date anyone after her break-up with Barney. Which says a lot, because we all remember how, after her break-up with Ted, she got together with Gail? Kyle? Oh, right, GAEL. And how she accepted to date Don only when Barney told her ” you’re not just another number to me “ (how funny, tho, he has a daughter and her mom is, in fact, a number) and promised her that he wouldn’t have slept with Anita. In fact, the Superdate he organized, became a gift for Robin and Don.

But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her. The return.

05x24. Doppelgangers - Robin got an important job offer in Chicago while she was dating Don. Love vs Career all over again. But what did she choose? She chose love. SHE FREAKING CHOSE LOVE. She chose a man who she was dating from less then a year. And now we are gonna believe that she didn’t fight and didn’t try to save her MARRIAGE? ARE YOU SERIOUS?

06x01. Big Days - Robin was still mourning over her break-up with Don and she, well.. she was a complete mess. And Barney teased her, saying that she used to be hot but not anymore. And Robin, hit in her pride, sundressed up. 

So we can easily say Barney helped her to move on. BUT HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x04. Subway Wars - Robin was depressed and sad because her life is a complete disaster. She wanted to win the race and guess what? Barney let her win.

Of course, now you know I have to say that HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x06. Baby Talk - Ted accused Robin of being an independent woman. He wanted a woman who NEEDED him. And Robin wasn’t exactly that. His words hurt her and when she got at Barney’s, he told her the opposite:

” you’re the least needy woman I’ve ever met. That’s awesome.  mean, no guy’s gonna say, “Who’s your daddy?” to Robin Scherbatsky.  You’re your own daddy. And mommy.  And weird survivalist uncle who lives in a cabin with a shotgun blaming stuff on the government. And that is what makes you the most amazing, strong and independent woman I’ve ever banged “.

And with who she did end up with? With the man who wanted her to be something she never was.

06x08. Natural History - Like Zip, Zip, Zip, this is a simply, amazing proof of how much these two have fun together and how much PERFECT they are as couple.

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06x21. Hopeless - Barney: ” Robin, you’re dating Ted “.

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Yeah, she’s so in love with him. And Barney’s answer to that? " My dad will be all, why don’t you marry Robin? You guys were cute together. Deep down you know you were never happier than when you were with her ”.

06x24. Challenge Accepted - Robin’s face when she realized that he was losing Barney because of Nora.

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Or maybe she was thinking “ damn, I want my blue french horn back ”.

07x01. The Best Man - This need explanations?

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Lily : “ you and Barney have the kind of chemistry that… just doesn’t go away ”. A great concept that got destroyed in 40 minutes during the Finale when they acted like two strangers. Oh yeah.

Robin: “ I know we didn’t work out the first time and I know it doesn’t make any sense but I can’t shake the feeling that we belong together”. Apparently she shook that feeling as soon as she divorced.

07x09. Disaster Averted - I can’t type anything meaningful because now I just wanna cry.

I MEAN, FOR GOD’S SAKE, HOW CAN I EVEN CONSIDER THE POSSIBILITY OF THAT MAN BEING HAPPY AND SATISFIED WITH HIS WOMANIZER STATUS WHEN HE SAID THAT BEAUTIFUL LINE UNDER THE RAIN. HOW.

07x11. Tick, Tick, Tick - Barney saw Robin while this speech:

“When you meet the right person, you know it. You can’t stop thinking about them. They are your best friend, and your soulmate. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with them. No one and nothing else can compare”.

No one, except for the Wi-Fi.

07x12. Symphony Of Illumination - Robin didn’t want to have kids. Robin didn’t need to have kids to be happy. And the only time she imagined a future involving children… it was a future with Barney. (Look at these beautiful pieces of applepie).

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And of course, how did she end up? Raising another man’s kids. Okay.

07x17. No Pressure - They freaking gave the chance to T/R to get back together. AND THEY DIDN’T. And you know why?

So this is not gonna happen, is it? ”

“ Sorry ”.

“ It’s because of Barney ”.

BUT HEY, in 2030 it is gonna happen because… um… well… oh yes, they’re both alone and miserable. Perfect love story.

08x01. Farhampton - Barney kept all the stuff that reminded him of his relationship with Robin, who cried when she opened that box.

Lebenslangerschicksalsschatz, REMEMBER? Yes? Well, it was just bullshit. Have a good day.

08x06. Splitsville - So now it’s normal that a person who said this:

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suddenly was okay with losing the love of his life and getting back to chase women. Goodbye, character development. Goodbye, coherence.

08x12. The Final Page part 2 - Robin went to damn roof. ROBIN WENT THERE BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO BE WITH BARNEY. He proposed and she said YES. Remember when Kevin proposed? She doubted. Remember when she thought Ted was proposing? She said “ nononononononononononono, Ted you can’t do this to me, no no !”.

SHE SAID IMMEDIATELY YES TO BARNEY BECAUSE SHE LOVED HIM AND WANTED A LIFE WITH HIM.

08x13. Band or Dj - For the first time, Robin’s dad apologized to her. And that thanks to Barney.

“ Barney made it happen. He must really love me ”.

….. and yes, it’s time for: BUT BARNEY HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

08x14. Ring Up - The true power of the ring, when that special person to you looks brighter than anyone else. 

“ Robin realized the true power of the ring ”

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08x19. The Fortress - Funny quote from Robin: “ Relationships are about trust and compromise ”. Yet she forgot what compromise is, because with a right compromise, her marriage would have worked.

But hey, Barney in this episode was willing in giving in his apartment to find a new one with Robin. AND HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN. Ha! Irony. But Robin refused it, because “ if I ask you to change too many things about yourself, you’re not gonna be the man I fell in love with ”.

09x01. The Locket - Barney: “ our wedding is gonna be legendary ”. Robin: “ no wait for it? " Barney: ” I’ve got you. I don’t have to wait for it anymore “.

09x02. Coming Back - Barney: ” I don’t need them to make me believe in true love. I’ve got you for that, now “ .

THAT’S FUNNY BECAUSE I NEEDED SWARKLES TO MAKE ME BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE AND NOW WHAT I’VE GOT? WHAT?

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09x08. The Lighthouse - ” Mom, I’m not marrying some future possibility of starting a family. I’m marrying a girl - who means more to me than kids. OR MY CAREER “.

But who apparently means less than WI-FI, right Carter and Craig? And guess what, he redeemed himself ‘cause of a kid. The only thing Robin couldn’t give him. Ha ha. Let’s all laugh. 

09x09. Platonish - Tracy: ” Do you wanna keep playing or do you wanna win? “ Barney : ” I wanna win “.

YES. HE WON AND THEN LOST EVERYTHING AND TRACY DIED. HAPPY ENDING.

09x12. The Rehearsal Dinner - This was my favourite episode ever. Robin wanted to get married in Canada but it wasn’t possible. So Barney organized that BEAUTIFUL, TOUCHING surprise canadian rehearsal dinner. 

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….. BUT THIS IS NOTHING COMPARED TO A SMURF PENIS. AND BARNEY HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

Excuse me while I’m in the verge of tears.

Okay, I’m fine. (No I’m not).

09x15. Unpause - " I love Robin more than I’ve ever loved anyone, and I’m going to do everything I can to make her happy. For a long time, deep down, I felt sort of.. broken? But I don’t feel that way, anymore. Robin has made me 100% awesome ”. 

He wanted to make her happy. HE WANTED TO MAKE HER HAPPY AND THEN YOU TELL US THAT HE DIDN’T WANT TO TRAVEL WITH HER?? NO.

Oh, friendly reminder he’s now broken again. You’re welcome.

09x22. The End Of The Aisle - They got married. Carter and Craig planned a T/R endgame from the beginning and still they made Swarkles get married. And we all believed in their love. BECAUSE THEIR FACES. THEY LOVED EACH OTHER. TELL ME WHEN ROBIN LOOKED AT TED IN THE SAME WAY SHE LOOKED AT BARNEY.

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So, now, Carter and Craig, we should forget all of this? We should forget all this fairytale and accept that they wouldn’t have worked together? That Robin never loved Barney as much as she loved Ted? That only a child would have made Barney change? NEVER. THIS was the real couple the show.  Two people who had a difficult childhood, two people who grew up and fell in love and change for the better. Two people who supported, loved each other for who they really were. THIS IS WHAT IS TRUE TO LIFE. Not a widower who kept chasing after his ex-girlfriend holding a stupid french horn since ever. Not a woman who was always proud of her independence and her dreams who suddenly found herself alone and desperate. Not a man who couldn’t change for the woman he always loved. 

You need to shake it up a little. Be a little lazy or a little slutty. Make a mistake. You’re never going to look back and wish you’d been a little uptight. And stop always saying what everyone wants to hear. Tell someone off. It’s good for them, better for you, especially if it’s a car salesperson. I want you to fall in love and it has to be someone who’s worthy. Find a decent man who loves you just a little more than you love him. He needs to think he is lucky to have you and not the other way around. Never make yourself small for anyone. Be your own person and try wearing a little lipstick.
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Diane Pierce, Grey’s Anatomy 

Originally posted by begavet

This episode hit home because I wish this is the advice that my mom would have given me before she died.