I'm Going To Tell You A Secret

  • Percy: oh Jason, you always seem to handle all of the stress in your life so well, how ever do you do it?
  • Jason: well, I'll tell you my secret Percy.
  • Jason: [whispering] I lie to myself.
  • Jason: every morning, when I wake up, I say, "everything's gonna be okay"
  • Jason: but I'm lying.
  • Jason: and I don't know how much longer I can do it.
  • Jason: [piercing inhalation]
  • Jason: ah yes, well I'm off to go fix my cabin now. see you later Percy!
  • Percy:
  • James, to Lily: I am an excellent secret keeper. I have kept all of our secrets.
  • Sirius: What secrets?
  • James: Oh, no, no, Padfoot, I'm not going to tell you because I'm an excellent secret keeper.
  • Sirius, whispering: You'll tell me later?
  • James, whispering: You already know.
  • Yoongi: You're terrible at keeping secrets
  • Jungkook: What? I'm an excellent secret keeper, i have kept all of our secrets.
  • Taehyung: What secrets?
  • Jungkook: Sorry Tae. I'm not going to tell you because I'm an excellent secret keeper.
  • Yoongi: Fine sorry, i misspoke
  • [Yoongi walks away]
  • Taehyung: You'll tell me later?
  • Jungkook: You already know
Rumor
  • Minho: There's a rumor going around, you know.
  • You: What rumor?
  • Minho: Apparently there's this guy who really likes you but doesnt have the guts to tell you.
  • You: Who is it?
  • Minho: He'd kill me if I told you.
  • You: I thought we were best friends.
  • Minho: He's also one of my best friends.
  • You: Minho, you're only other best friends are Thomas, and Newt and it's definitely not one of them.
  • -
  • Thomas: Hey (Y/N), I heard about the guy who's in love with you.
  • You: Oh, so he's in love with me?
  • Newt: No he isnt.
  • You: Can't you shanks just admit that there is no guy. If there were, you'd at the least give me a name.
  • Thomas: Mm, no names. But you know him. *winks*
  • (walk away)
  • You: I know everyone in the bloody glade.
  • -
  • Minho: Do you want to know more about your secret admirer?
  • You: Not really.
  • Minho: And why not?
  • You: Because you shanks are playing with me.
  • -
  • Newt: You alright?
  • You: *laughs* Just doing my best to stay away from the boys and their secret admirer crap.
  • Newt: Don't think you have one?
  • You: Have you met the boys? Of course not. Besides if there were, I dont understand why he wouldn't talk to me.
  • Newt: Maybe he's afraid you won't like him back.
  • You: How will he ever know if he wont talk to me?
  • Newt: Give the shank a break, he's a shy one.
  • You: So you know him?
  • Newt: *under his breath* Better than you'd think.
  • -
  • You: The hints you gave me about the guy.. Are they true?
  • Minho: Yeah he's a shy dude, one of my best friends and won't shut up about you when you're not around.
  • You: I think I have a clue about who it is.
  • Minho: It's not all that hard to tell if your pay attention to the way he looks at you.
  • You: What if it's the guy I'm thinking of?
  • Minho: I think you know exactly who he is, (Y/N).
  • -
  • You: Guess what? I found out who the secret admirer is.
  • Newt: Oh..how?
  • You: Doesn't matter. Do you think now I know he'll grow a pair and ask me out?
  • Newt: If he does, will you say yes?
  • You: Only if he stops referring to himself in the third person.
  • Newt: Okay (Y/N), would you like to go out with me?
  • You: Y'know I always had a thing for boys with accents.

Hufflepuff x Hufflepuff friendships: They’re waking up in glorious light, the gentle, tripping peace of the morning. They’re unexpected gestures, food or thoughts or blankets for the cold. They’re compliments, smiles turning skyward, thumbs dragged over soft skin, let me know you get home safe texts. They’re running through flower fields in the spring, hurricane petals fuelling runaway hearts, maps and compasses that always point back to home. They’re pulling you closer, letting you in, trusting you with your barely-there breath on their neck. They’re sun cracked smiles, flowers blooming in the palms of your hands. They’re eyes so soft they could be made of silk, kiss-bitten lips and cheeks made of roses. They’re the first easy breath after years of suffocation, knowing that whatever happens, you’re going to be okay because they’re beside you.

Hufflepuff x Gryffindor friendships: they’re blanket forts with secret passwords, a world built up from nothing. They’re laughter late at night, choked noises when you know you should be silent. They’re back to back, spinning, a wild desire to protect, to love, to have forever, not just today. They’re boxes overflowing with memories: cards and pressed flowers and lipsticks from first kisses you don’t really remember. They’re smiles wider than the sky, promising the universe if it means having each other: the sun, the stars, the flowers, the moon. They’re giddy, excitable, endless, maddening fun; the beauty of innocence embodied in the breath between your lungs. They’re hiding but always being found, secrets neither of you can keep. They’re falling asleep under a mountain of words- dreams and adventures and the promise of a better world tomorrow.

Hufflepuff x Ravenclaw friendships: they’re constellations made by far away stars, places you haven’t visited yet. They’re hiding in empty swimming pools, night spilled fracture lines, light reflected through a broken mirror. They’re staying up too late and waking up too early, weary yawns into knuckles and kisses pressed onto delicate palms. They’re smiles like spun sugar at breakfast, seeing the universe reflected in each other’s eyes, reading poetry from lips shaded pink. They’re gasping breaths when no one else can hear, hiding hurt no one else can see. They’re talking pain into silk, weaving misery into tapestries stained with desperate last words: I love you, I need you, why wasn’t I enough? They’re picking up pieces of each other and examining them, studying them, dusting them off and putting them together again. They’re arm in arm, skipping, dancing to a rhythm neither of you can hear yet. They’re reaching, reaching, stretching across the void, pulling back, pulling in, safe in each other’s arms.

Hufflepuff x Slytherin friendships: they’re knees pulled up to your chest, hushed whispers in the early morning. They’re a hand at the base of your spine, subtle touches, smiles, small and fleeting. They’re silence hanging through water, eyes closed, warm, gentle, calm, safe. They’re slamming books down, lightning cracking the sky, thunder rolling in your breath. They’re losing oxygen, hurricane hearts and lungs swimming with poetry. They’re still, so still, static thought made art on canvas skin. They’re pulling back, helping up, balancing on someone’s shoulders. They’re secret meetings in dusk-hushed corridors, tears when you can’t hold them in. They’re light crossing the sky in the early morning: possibilities pressed gently into the palm of your hand. They’re reaching for someone and knowing that they won’t let go- not unless you tell them to.

10

What you see isn’t necessarily reality. Everyone has secrets, things they feel that they can’t tell anyone. There’s no such thing as a normal person.

Wolfstar publicised.
  • as requested by @aliza62442
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  • James: Wait, so you two are going out?
  • Remus: Yes.
  • Alice: And you've been dating in secret since November?
  • Sirius: My birthday, actually - yes. It's been 5 months.
  • Peter: And you're telling us now, because you're ... in love?
  • Remus+Sirius: Yes.
  • Marlene: I'm guessing you've already fucked.
  • Sirius: *bitter* Yes, and Remus is far better than you.
  • James: Sirius
  • James: How could you do this to me
  • James: I thought you loved ME
  • Sirius: I do love you, but I love Remus in a romantic way-
  • James: ENOUGH
  • James: I never want to speak to you again
  • James: We're over
  • Remus:
  • Sirius:
  • Marlene:
  • Peter:
  • Alice:
  • James: I'm kidding, I'm very happy for you. And I'm going out with Lily now anyway.
  • Remus: Speaking of, you haven't said anything, Lily.
  • Lily: *smug* I fucking knew it.
8

“Sir Francis, he was a figurehead of great courage and bold exploits. No one like him ever existed in my family. Why do you think I drink? Because I know I’ll never be like him.”

Kingsman Aesthetics: Gary “Eggsy” Unwin

“Make my messes matter. Make this chaos count.”

  • <p> <b>Joseph:</b> *recording*<p/><b>Robert:</b> Alright let's tell eachother a secret about ourselves<p/><b>Robert:</b> I'm gonna go first, I hate you<p/></p>

Hi my name is Jesse McCree and I have a gun called Peacekeeper (that’s how I got my name) and a cool hat and a serape and brown eyes that look like the dirt and a lot of people tell me I look like Clint Eastwood (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!) I’m not related to Gabriel Reyes but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a cowboy but I’m like a cool cowboy. I have tan skin. I’m also a member of Overwatch and I go to a secret base called Gibraltar which is in Spain where I’m a veteran (I’m thirty-seven). I’m a cowboy (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly western. I love Country Outfitter and I buy all my clothes there. For example today I was wearing my red serape with my hat on my head and my super cool belt buckle. I was smoking outside of Gibraltar. The sun was setting, which I was very happy about. A weird japanese man on a cliff stared at me. I shot a bullet at him.

Let me tell you a secret. No one is ever ready for anything. Everyone is just stumbling along, pretending that they know what they’re doing and where they’re going, because if they can convince everyone else that they have a plan, they’re one step closer to convincing themselves.
—  from an unfinished story #741
Stelliums
  • 1st House: Probably has a lot of mirrors, "I woke up like this", says "me" or "same" to everything, just focused on finding themselves, tries to be positive
  • 2nd House: Blankets and cookies 24/7, v pretty clothes, probably Netflix binges, obsessed with saving or spending money, "If you're not talking money, I don't want to talk"
  • 3rd House: Never shuts up, probably an English major, reads a lot, highkey nerd, "So I read this article today-"
  • 4th House: At home a lot, doesn't feel safe most of the time, v private, finds everything cute, is the mom friend, just wants to be held
  • 5th House: Partying/clubbing 24/7, v dramatic, "The world is my stage", loves kids and pets, has a lot of love to give
  • 6th House: Probably has a studyblr, workaholic, pretends to be healthy but probably binges in private, hypochondriac, lots of complaining, "I like organizing and planning what's wrong with that????"
  • 7th House: Constantly around people, highkey clingy, "Hey wanna come to __ with me? I don't want to go alone", really into romantic shit, "I thought of you when I heard this!"
  • 8th House: Looks like death, lots and lots of secrets, "I'll tell you later" (Doesn't actually), probably a witch, lowkey freak, sexsexsexsex
  • 9th House: Wanderlust, "Sorry that isn't politically correct, you should-", "Have you ever tried meditating?", probably a know-it-all, is really stubborn but somehow changes opinion a lot
  • 10th House: Always has to be on top, everyone knows who they are, wants a lot of money, puts on a show, "Sorry I'm only focused on my career at the moment"
  • 11th House: Friends with everyone, probably says "squad" a lot, just really focused on their dreams, likes to volunteer, "My friends are the most important thing in my life"
  • 12th House: Constantly confused, lots of crying (alone), "Sorry what did you say I wasn't listening", rly shy, alone most of the time, reallyreallyreally sweet and caring, CONFUSED, just wants to nap