and it just made me want to cry

byebyeholocene  asked:

I just wanted to come here and tell you just how much I loved the latest chapter of Falling. It might very well be my favorite thing you've written so far- and I absolutely adored everything you've posted until now. It made me cry, it made me laugh, it made me care so much for Viktor (and Yuuri too). Just thank you thank you thank you for sharing your gift with us, it was so worth the wait.

Thank you very, very much! 

Honestly, I think it might be my favorite thing I’ve ever written, too.

And it’s strange because that last scene was so stripped down, and there were so few descriptions or anything else, for that matter. But that was what felt right when I was writing it. Like everything had already been said, and it was just a kind of feeling that was there at the end that didn’t need words to describe.

Maybe that sounds weird, but I was strangely pleased with how sparse and simple that last scene was. It’s not often I like my own writing. Please ignore me this once. :)

An End and A Beginning

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Request: OOOOOAHAHAH ARE YOU STILL DOING REQUESTS??? If so PLEASSSEEE write a blurby thang about how the reader has been working at the BAU alongside her husband Spencer for 3 years now, but when they go home to their house after Derek had just quit (for his B.B. boi) Spencer starts crying really hard and eventually the reader tells him she’s pregnant and fluff and just- plz

That day Derek had said goodbye to everyone and walked out the building for the last time, which is why Spencer was leaning on your shoulder with puffy eyes. “I’m going to miss him, Y/N,” He sniffed as he stared at a lone striped sock on the floor.

“I am too, Spence, I am too,” You were running your fingers through his curls, massaging his scalp.

“I mean, I would probably leave too if we were going to have a baby.” He smiled at the thought of you two having a child.

“Well, I don’t think I’m going to,” You smirked, placing your free hand on your stomach.

“Going to? What do you- “He sat up, looking at you, “Are you serious? Oh my God!” He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tight against him. Spencer let you go to lean down to your stomach, his hands rubbing it. You watched him, his frown replaced with the biggest grin. He looked up to meet your eyes, “When did you find out?”

“A couple of days ago, I was gonna tell you, but then everything with Derek happened,” You smiled, placing your hands on top of his which still rested on your stomach.

“At least now Hank will have someone to play with in 9 months.”

I want to write a poem for my girl
The problem? I can’t fucking write poems
I’ve been sitting here trying to give it a whirl
But it’s official: I can’t fucking write poems 

I write stories that have made people cry
I spin her stories of romance and metaphor
I know that it’s enough but wonder why
Thousands of words are easier than lines of four 

I could talk about her selfie pose
And how tiny things make her weep
But these are already things she knows
Just like she knows I need more sleep

I wish I could write her a poem
But I can’t, and these things, she already knows them

—  poems for my girlfriend even though I can’t write poems #1 

Are you ready?

Lead the way!

((Seeing Emitsun on that stage made me cry, and I’m still crying, these girls mean the absolute world to me and I just can’t believe that, in some form or other, they’re actually back. I’m an emotional mess, lol. But, in more pertinent askblog news:

I’m not entirely sure yet how this will affect questions involving Aqours- I want to see how those interactions are actually handled in canon first before delving too much into that.

I’ve tried to establish an ‘askblog canon’ of sorts with my answers, with anything being said or done within those responses being concrete things that happened and can be referenced to later. However, I’ve had a few questions asking for the girls to talk about Aqours in some way. For now, those answers are going to be Questionably Canon, as something might happen to make them non-canon in the future. Basically- Nico said she’d never heard of them, but please don’t be surprised if she’s very familiar with them a few months from now!

Regardless of this, I still want to keep this a blog featuring Mu’s only, without any direct Aqours involvement. Depending on how it’s handled in canon I might change my mind later or relax it a little, but for the time being that is my intent.

The above is an exception, of course, for an exceptional event! I had to mark it somehow. I’m just… I’m so happy, guys. The girls are back. Our girls are back!))

anonymous asked:

just watched yumemigusa (i kinda late to party, i know). OMG TOMOTSUNE YUUKI CRYING ON STAGE


What really made me tear up was when Hiroki (Haru’s SA) said this; “It’s not a surprise that the impact affected Hajime and Shun the most since both of you are the leaders.” (Not sure if I translated that right but it sounded like that to me qwq)

Have you watched Lunatic Live yet? Because despite him crying in Yumemigusa, this guy actually said “Just wait for March!” (referring to School Tri. Revolution) when the fans started whining(?) when they started saying their goodbyes.

TomoYuu is too much and he’s bad for my heart istg he’ll be the death of me. Feel free to come out of anon and suffer the TomoYuu Hell with me :’)))))

someone told my mom i posted revealing photos, she opened my laptop when i was in a meeting with my teacher and found my url and a few hours ago she made an account whos url was just her first name adn then her last name and she followed me and i confronted her and started crying and yelling because i didnt know what she’d seen and she thought i was like posting titty pics or something and she got upset and i panicked and started hyperventilating and i couldnt say anything to make her believe i wasnt and i didnt want her to look at my blog and so i just told her. i told her i was gay and thats why i was so scared of her looking at my tumblr and now i wish i werent alive. i wish i hadnt just ruined my own life. shes not super homophobic. she doesnt care. but i do and now everything is different and i really, really want to die.

Honestly? Shoutout to those of you who are completely fucking lost in life. Those who don’t know what they want to do with life. Those who are stuck in a certain part of life and can’t get out. Those who are reaching for dreams they feel are impossible to reach. Those who feel like they’re accomplishments are being overlooked. Those who feel like their enough just isn’t enough. It is. You can make it. You will make it. There is an opening at the end of the tunnel.


Luke and his kiddo 

‘Remember? When we were kids, Clary and I, you brought us here. We roasted marshmallows. Clary got one stuck in her hair. And Jocelyn had to cut it out. Yeah? Clary cried, like, the whole way home because she thought she looked like a boy. But you told her that she was still beautiful, and that you would always love her.’

you didn’t ask for playlists but here

all are from { my spotify }

dancing around the room with wet hair and mismatched socks

these songs give me unrealistic expectations for my first date and I’m kinda okay with that

rain is when the clouds cry and my soul wants to sing

that one person who sits in the corner brooding listens to this as they stare at everyone

let’s sneak out on the roof just to stare at the stars while the wind blows around us

you really don’t want to talk to me if this is playing

it’s dark and we’re running through dimly lit streets, sitting and staring and not caring and feeling too much

when everyone leaves and it’s just me alone at night on my bed with my laptop

never been in a relationship but I made a breakup playlist anyway

there’s a stillness about the night that’s extremely calming 


pretty odd + subtitles

—  you were an epiphany
for my head and my heart,
a sudden realization of being in love
i had been your friend for a year already
but never given it much thought
but those few words you said
that night on text will always keep
a part of me reserved for you
‘i talk more to you than i talk to my best friend’
‘it doesn’t matter to me if you are fat or thin,
you are my friend, i just want you healthy’

these were the words that made me
realize that i had fallen in love with you,
no, these were the words that made me
admit it to myself that i was in love with you,
that you were so much more than worth it,
that i would love you in anyway i could,
even as a friend 
that night the world hurt a little less
than it normally did, that night i slept 
with a smile on my face 
rather than crying myself to sleep
Another update from Stefán! Warning, I cried so much while reading this!
  • Dear friends.
  • I have no words to describe how thankful I am to all of you, my friends. Your support and continuous thoughts, prayers and positive letters and encouragement have more to do with my success in the fight with cancer then you can imagine.
  • Let me tell you a little story.
  • During my travels around the US and North America with the Musical How The Grinch Stole Christmas, I got to meet children with cancer in almost every city we visited, more the 40 cities. I would dress up as the Grinch and visit the Children’s Hospital in each city and meet with very sick child that was strong enough to take a visit from the Grinch for a little story reading or just a short hello. Sometimes I could only wave to them through a glass window because they were too ill to make any contact to the outer world. 
  • In my carrier I have also worked with “Make a Wish Foundation” and in Lazy Town we would have children visit the studio from all over the world and it felt so good to be able to make a difference. 
  • But one girl will never leave my mind. We were playing “The Grinch” in Orlando, Florida 2015 and I had been asked by “Make a Wish Foundation” to meet with this girl, 12 years old, who had the dream of taking her family to Orlando and having a blast. She had gone to all the parks and seen a lot of shows during her stay but she really needed to meet The Grinch. 
  • I asked her if she had had a good time with her family and friends in Florida and she said yes, it’s been great. And since I was in Character as The Grinch I asked her why she wanted to meet with me before the show, The Grinch of all people. Then she looked me in the eyes, smiled, stroked my hair and said: “I just wanted to see if I could make your heart grow three sizes”. 
  • My eyes filled up with tears and I really had nothing to say and I remember thinking to myself “Stop, Stop it, you can’t be The Grinch and cry in front of this child”. I looked at her and said; “You have made my heart grow, yes”. Then the girl said ; “Well, you too Mr. Grinch” and then she gave me the warmest hug I have ever felt. 
  • This story is about all of us, all of us who are ready to give till the last moment in our lives, help others with as little as a word or two or just a hug.
  • You are giving and you are healing and just remember, it doesn’t matter how long I live because it about how I live. Life is not tomorrow, life is now.
  • Big hug and love to you all
  • Stefan Karl

Last night at Gaga’s show in Sacramento, I had a backstage experience pass. After me and my group took our photo, she allowed me to pull her aside to tell her a story about my aunt who had passed away three years ago. I told her though she already knows that she helped me as a young kid who was a scared closeted gay with her album Born This Way.. now, as an adult, she helped me heal with Joanne in a very specific personal way that I never expected. I told her about my family and how my aunt’s Lisa’s passing was that moment she talks about in her show that “blasts you so hard you cant remember who you were before.” I then told her in my gift envelope that I had to leave with security, I had one of my aunt’s necklaces that I wanted to give for her to keep it. Gaga then told her people to go get it for her. 

When they brought my gift in and she saw that it was pearls, at first she told me she couldn’t take it as it was too special and insisted that she’ll take a picture with me with her wearing them to cherish but I needed to keep them. She put them on and we took the picture together but after I told her I wanted her to have it and it was ok. She teared up and I was trying not to cry in general the whole time so I apologized if I had made her uncomfortable by asking her to take them and she said no it wasn’t that, it just was too special and I’d regret it if I didn’t keep them. I told her that items don’t hold the most special memories of her for my family and that we have a lot of stuff of hers. I told her this represented a significant powerful woman who shaped my mine and my family’s life similarly how she did for me. I said I wanted to represent the women that had a huge effect on both of us, like Joanne, and she should have it because the album helped heal my heart. Eventually, she agreed to keep them after I told her “I’m not much of a pearl girl anyways” and she laughed at me. She asked for my aunts name one more time and I reminded her that it was Lisa. I left the room with her still wearing them. 

Then, later in the show she came out on stage wearing them and this happened.

What Lovers Do: Part 4

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You have a friend with benefits relationship with the Winter Soldier himself: Bucky Barnes. You two have gotten the routine down: wake up, train, mission, come home, have sex, then act like nothing happened. It’s worked for you for a while now. But now that Bucky’s starting to see someone seriously, you don’t know what to do with yourself.

Warnings: angst and light smut, nothing too graphic

A/N: I am sooooo sorry.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch

Bucky ended up staying the night in your room. He was going to leave you be, but wanted to make sure you were okay throughout the night. He stayed awake longer than he should have just watching you. You looked at peace. The complete contrast of what you displayed every time you were near him. He had to admit it that it hurt the way you were treating him. He didn’t understand it. You both ended the arrangement in an amiable manner. So what was going on?

Bucky’s phone started ringing and he silently cursed. He scrambled through his pockets looking for the disturbing device. His eyes widened when you groaned. He quickly answered the call button and waited. You didn’t wake up and he gave a breath of relief. 

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