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The Signs with a Broken Heart

This post is essentially based on my/my friends’ real life experiences.I’ll also try to include some advice how to get over this struggle. Your Sun & Venus Signs matter!

I think that today, after having written some love posts, I had to think about those who spent this day alone, because they are comfortable with it, because they don’t need anyone, or maybe because their heart isn’t healed enough to start dating again. And it’s totally fair. Heartbreak is way too underrated lately in my opinion, we think about those with a sickness, we think about those who are poor, we say that as long as you are healthy, have a place to sleep, have something to eat, you must be happy, but sometimes an emotional wound is a lot harder to heal than a physical one. When you love someone, they become the most important part of your life. You share your days with them, you miss them, you decide where to go for a dinner together because you want them to be happy too, you basically change your whole lifestyle to fit theirs. And then if one day, they decide to take their love away, it feels like only half of your life is left and you ask yourself questions how it’s possible to make it stop just like that, from one minute to another. This is why it’s so hard to get over a broken heart. And sometimes it’s even worse to lose someone who never even was yours. You start questioning everything, why does life play such a prank on you and makes you meet them, like them, fall in love and all this for nothing, because they don’t share your feelings. A person questioning themselves, thinking that they aren’t good enough for a person they love, that someone else is and they aren’t, is probably one of the most hurtful feelings.

So here’s how I see the signs being hurt and hopefully this will help a few of you. Not because you will read this post and your pain will suddenly go away, no way, I just want you to know that there’s always someone to understand exactly how you feel, that you’re not alone.


As an Aries, you can be very emotional, but real feelings don’t reach you too often. Quite careless in your young years, you might be attracted to people physically, like them in different ways, call it love, feel sadness about losing them, but only the pain of a broken heart will tell you it was real. Because 

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star wars legends » ferus olin

“Just what do you expect to accomplish?”
“I expect to overthrow the Empire, one planet at a time,” Ferus answered. “Nothing less than that.”

A Queen Protects

// In which Y/N protects Jon Snow, her lover//

Y/N’s head rested on his chest as she played his fingers. The crackling of the logs soothed the atmosphere. “Why so quiet today?“

Jon didn’t say anything but he didn’t have to. The way he slowly sigh every five minutes while he gazed longingly at the ceiling was a very sign that was something was troubling him. Y/N slowly rested her hand on his cheek, he moved his head slowly towards her. His dark eyes watched her face. “Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or am I gonna have to kick someone’s ass again?”

He chuckled softly bringing her closer to his chest. He shook his head softly before pressing a light kiss to the temple of her forehead. “You’ve always done that” he finally states causing Y/N to look up at him

“What protect you? I’ll always do that Jon, no matter the person, day, or age.” She whispered, his mind went back to the day he first met Y/N. She was opinionated, aggressive, but friendly, sorta.

“Is Jon about to cry?” Robb teased as a group his Lords laughed along with him, his hand roughly pushing the lanky boy back, his curls fallen over his solemn face. His watched the boy he considered his brother for a moment before turning his head in the opposite direction. “He’s about the cry! What a baby!” He shrieked pointing his finger at Jon.

Robb grunted softly at a small rock was thrown at him, he roughly pressed his hand against his head, aggressively rubbing at the wound that the rock created. “Leave him alone jerk!” A light voice whispered, Robb looked up noticing a girl standing protectively over Jon.

“Who’s gonna stop me, you?” A fire possessed her, she growled softly before tackling the Lord unto the ground, her tiny fist balled up as she punched him wildly in the chest. Her light screams filled the air while Robb’s pleas for help was drowned out.

Jon quickly scrambled to his feet while he yanked the girl back, she fell on top of Jon with a harsh thud. Robb scurried away from the girl, his friends following hastily followed behind him. “Can-can you get off me please?” She heard a muffled voice, she quickly rolled off the bastard before jumping to her feet. “Who-who are you?”

“Y/N L/N!” She held out her hand, that was slightly covered in dirt. Jon smiled softly before clasping his hand in hers. “I’m a warden of Eddard Stark”

“Its nice to meet you” he pressed a lopsided grin against his lips “I’m Jon Snow”

Jon stayed quiet beside at the dinner table afraid to utter a word because of Catelyn’s harsh glare. Y/N gasped softly as the pitcher of wine fell on her body, her dress staining blood red. “I’m so sorry my dear, I didn’t mean-”

“Jon its quit alright” she smiled holding his hand in hers before giving him a reassuring smile.

Catelyn slammed her hand down on the table, her chair pushing against the wooden floor. Her eyes watching over Jon in disgust. “Cat-” Ned warned slowly.

“This abomination, disgusting insignificant bastard. Since the day you’ve entered these walls you’ve been nothing but a nuance that I was burden with-”

“That’s enough!” Y/N hissed her eyes glaring at Catelyn.

“Y/N/N-” Jon warned, he slowly rose to his feet followed by Robb, Theon, and Ned.

“No he may not be your son but who’s fault is that! He may not have your blood coursing though his veins but does that make him any less human! He’s was a child! How can Jon be at fault for the actions of two consenting adults! If you were to die and Ned were to marry another wouldn’t you want the woman to treat your children like her own, catering for them while they lay ill or reassuring them in the dead of night when they are scared! You are a mother first! Start acting like it!” She stated, she stomped away leaving the room quiet.

“You got off lucky last time I messed with Jon I got a rock to the face and endless punches” Robb spoke earning a muffled laughed from everyone but Catelyn who seemed stunned by the outburst of Y/N. Jon quickly moved out of the room, knowing exactly where she’d be.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around her legs as she watched the field below her. “You didn’t have to do that”

Of course I did, she’s treated like you dirt for too long” His arms wrapped slowly around her shoulder bringing her closer. “I will always want to protect, you’re just too innocent”

“Let’s run away together” he blurted out, she turned him with an amused expression on her face.

“Where Jon?”

“The woods!” He proclaimed his hand gesturing to the woods in front of them.

“Jon! I’ve been pampered all my life! How will I survive?” She laughed

“With me, I’ll protect you just as you do me” he whispers capturing her lips before she could object anymore.

Y/N groaned loudly, her hand pressing against her kicking stomach. She stretched out her hands to feel for her husband but he was no longer at her side. With a grunt she got up, slowly moving the cabin. “Ghost, where is Jon and (Y/C/N)” he slowly laid his head down. “Thanks, you’re a big help” she slowly shuffled to the door as she heard the soft chatter of her child.

“Daddy! I don’t think Mommy will be happy when she wakes up” his hand holding the knife slowly before Jon grabbed it out of his hand.

“Why Y/C/N?” He stopped scaling the fish before turning back to his son, a smile written on his features. He was a spitting image of Jon, his dark eyes and his pale skin with the thick curly hair the only thing he possessed was Y/N’s (hair color).

“She’ll miss me and cry all night” he states “I miss mommy” Y/C/N was a mommy’s boy, never wanting to leave her side for anything. Jon would call him “Third Arm” because of how much he rested in her arms. Y/N rested her head on the door frame watching her husband teach their son how to scale a fish. Y/C/N wasn’t paying attention but Jon didn’t care spending these moments with his son really pleased, he wanted Y/C/N’s childhood to be different from his. Giving his son the love that he never got.

She felt Ghost brushed up against her hand, she slowly bent, letting Ghost rest his head on her. Her hand running through his Snow-like fur.

“We sure are lucky, aren’t we Ghost” he barked softly before rushing down to Jon and Y/C/N. Jon looked up towards the door, his eyes washing over his captivating wife.

“I love you” he mouthed, she laughed softly

“I know”

anonymous asked:

oooh I've seen your Nero and Dante headcannons, what about Vergil if you're still up for it?

Ahhh yes. The problematic fave. This is written a bit differently because Vergil is very different it’s also a lot longer because GUESS WHO’S THE NOT SO SECRET FAVOURITE OF MINE

Just Vergil falling for you things:

Originally posted by beauclair

  • So if DMC characters were in a dating sim, Vergil is that stupid hard secret character to get that has really specific requirements and event flags that you need to trigger with perfect stats to get. If you fuck up once or miss a flag, fuck, its game over man and you’ve missed your chance. Vergil is a very difficult person to be with because romance or any emotion that could even be slightly fluffy is like the very fucking last thing on his mind.

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I think I am Erik.


-what??? is sleep???

-I too like to play instruments aggressively in the middle of the night


-I over-feel about EVERYTHING

-on a loneliness scale of 1-10 I’m probably a 574348573489

-A N G E R

-I have like one friend

-are they even my friend I D ONT KNOW


-I’m kinda good at a lot of things and I think I’m at least slightly more intelligent that the average person

-narcissistic but also low self-esteem

-I’m kinda ugly lol

anonymous asked:

*quietly screeches* queerplatonic bakudeku is exactly the kind of thing i never knew i desperately needed outta that ship so much thanks for that


Why I’ll never stop defending Gale Hawthorne

Gale Hawthorne just wanted to save everybody from the games and having to keep living like that.

And it cost him the one person he wanted to live that better life with.

In my opinion, Peeta only ever cared about saving Katniss, he was single minded in this. He never really thought about the bigger picture, about fighting back, not like Gale did. Not until he gave that motivation speech to Katniss while they were hiding out at Tigress’s. A speech that should have been Gales, since he was always the one to say they should fight back, that she should fight back, always putting that spark in her, even when she didn’t realize it at first, a spark that turned into a fire when she needed it. He loved her and wanted to protect her and keep her safe, but never tried to hold her back from the fight, was always right there beside her, knowing how strong she was, but still there if she needed him.

He was a real hero! The bomb thing was 100% Coin’s fault but he still blamed himself, just as he did for not getting more people out when 12 was bombed. And I cry cuz he knew walking into that room that she would blame him too, knew that she would would never be able to forgive him, he knew he had already lost her, and he didn’t even fight her on it, because he felt guilty for not keeping Prim safe like he promised. Even though he was not the one that put that bomb near her, not the one that put her in the middle of a war zone, but he will still carry that guilt, and the loss of Katniss, with him forever.



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Hope Im not bothering you with this! I HC Sam being a happy crier? He just gets so happy and a few tears find their way out? Sam showing Steve an artical with a puppy saving his families life and hes giggling and crying at the same time because life is good, or hes in the park with Nat and he just kind of freezes up seeing little balck girls dressed up as him pretending to fly around and save the city and he just laughs so hard he starts crying and then he goes over to make their days? Thoughts?

That’s beautiful and I love my openly-sensitive son Sam!! It’d be really cool for him to be an open happy crier imo. Black people are so often seen as aggressive and we all know what people say about men crying. So to make a black male badass superhero weep a little when he sees a picture of his cousin’s baby with a falcon sleeper on? Yes very good!!

every time i watch buffy i think about how xander’s character could have been saved had he not been created by a gross human called joss whedon

things i have said to dogs at work:

-(i was pouring water into a dog’s bowl when the dog decided to go for a drink and ended up getting water all over his forehead & was unhappy about it) “see what you did? now your head’s all wet, silly. you can’t just put your head directly in the stream of water.” *i pause, look at his forehead again, and giggle* “‘i baptize you in the name of the father, and the son, and the holy spirit’”

-“i don’t think you should be doing that. hey. quit trying to eat the grass. quit messing with the grass!” *pause* “ya gotta stop doing grass, your mother’s worried sick about you”

-“no no, let’s leave that other doggy alone. they don’t want to play with you. let’s go over here. let’s go be individuals”

-“whatcha doin, boy? you sniffin around? you already did your business, are you ready to go inside?” *i tug on his leash and he doesn’t move* “alright, sniff that new bucket for a minute. i get it. there’s a new thing in the yard, you gotta inspect it. make sure that bucket’s safe. make sure that’s a real bucket for me, boy”

-“oh, what a good boy! you pooped! that’s so good!” *pause* “do you like it when i talk to you like that? you look kinda indifferent-OH WAIT you’re deaf, i kinda forgot.”

-“hey man, it’s okay. you’re a good boy. shit, man, if i was deaf i’d probably be aggressive too”

-“baby boy, what are you in here crying about? are you scared of all these other dogs barking at you? …milo, you’re a great dane and you’re Literally The Biggest Dog Here”

-“quit using your cone of shame to dig up the dirt!”

-(to barking dogs, many times) “hey, why are you yelling?”

having a convo over sc about your emotional stability with someone who you absolutely hate and absolutely hates you is the mood

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I'm white and don't even have some foreign european name and it still gets butchered all the time. My mothers first name is the same and we don't cry about discrimination and micro-aggressions whenever our names get mispronounced. Honestly i just think people want something to get offended over.