because i miss you too much

Arranged Marriage

Request: Hiya! Could you please do and Newt x Reader where the reader is already in an arranged marriage but Newt takes her on an adventure to get away from her horrible family so they could get married in their own. But she’s scared because she doesn’t want to hurt him or put him in danger so he’s always there to call her nerves and protect her. P.s. Your writing is amazing! I hope you get to go somewhere big with it, have an amazing day!❤️
(A/N: Thank you so much! Your request is amazing and I had so much fun writing it!)
(A/N #2: This is gonna be a long one, y’all.)

Originally posted by reddie-eddie

You sat on the edge of a bed that would never truly be yours. It was too fancy, too elegant, to be your own. You missed your bed with it’s tattered handmade quilt and beaten down pillows. You twisted the fabric of the long white dress in your fingers. You would soon have to wear it down the isle to marry a man you had only met once in your entire life.

Jeremy had proposed two days ago. It was, of course, filmed and set to be aired on international television. It wasn’t often that a descendant of royalty proposed to a commoner. The ring was nice, expensive, a luxury you didn’t need. It was bigger than your finger and slipped off every time you washed your hands.

It didn’t fit like the ring you had hidden in the bottom of your jewelry container. That ring fit perfectly. It had a single diamond that glowed perfectly in the sunlight. You only got to wear the ring for one full day before you had to hide it away from the world.

The ring was given to you by your now ex-boyfriend. Well, ex-fiance. Newt Scamander. He had proposed to you only 4 days ago. You were ecstatic. The two of you had been dating for seven years. You had started dating in your 5th year of Hogwarts. You had graduated top of your class. Newt had been there to support you through all of the good times, and all of the bad.

You heard a faint knock on your door. “Come in,” you said, barely a whisper.
Your dad opened the door. He had been the only one in the family on your side through this whole ordeal. You burst into tears as he walked into the room.
“Oh, no. Come here, sweetheart,” he said, pulling you tightly into his chest.
“I can’t believe Mum’s making me do this,” you cried out.
“Your mum is mistaken, (y/n). She thinks that this marriage will unite the magical and non magical world. I’m afraid that that won’t happen if you aren’t happy in the marriage,” your dad whispered.

“What if I don’t marry him? What if I run away?” you ask quietly.
“It’s technically illegal to force you into an arranged marriage, but the royal family will find a way around that. You’d have to be on the run for quite some time. You could only return once the prince was married off to another girl.”
“What about you and Mum?” you ask with a small sniffle.
“We’d have to act like we didn’t know where you went. Well, your mum wouldn’t have to act. I obviously wouldn’t tell her about this. We wouldn’t be able to see you.”

A sob escaped your throat. “I don’t think I can do this without you. Who would I even stay with?”
There was a knock at your door, louder than your dad’s. You opened the door. “I heard someone needs a rescue,” Newt said, case in hand. You flung your arms around him, almost tackling him to the ground.

Newt shut the door behind him. “I’m afraid that the Ministry is most likely tracking apparation as well as the Floo Network. The only chance we have is by car.”
You looked at your dad. “You’re okay with this?” He nods.
“You’re my daughter, (y/n). I will do anything to make sure you live a happy and fulfilled life. Even treason.”
You hugged your dad tightly. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. Now I need to go before your mum gets suspicious.”

Your dad exits the room, leaving only you and Newt.”Do you have a case packed?” Newt asks quietly. 
“I do.”
“I wish I could hear you say that at an alter,” Newt whispers, pulling you close to him. 
“You will one day,” you say, your words muffled by his chest. 

You grab a coat from the closet and slip on a pair of sunglasses, pulling the hood over your head. You grabbed your case and walked hand-in-hand out of the bedroom. The two of you were practically running to your car. You got in the driver’s seat and began driving. Far. Far. Away. 


One year later and your nerves were getting the best of you. The sat on the floor of your new house, sobbing into your husband’s shoulder.  The two of you got married at the courthouse three weeks after you ran away from the alter. 
“They’re going to find us.” you sob. 
“Now, now, love, you and I both know I would never let that happen.” 
“We’ve bought a house now. And furniture. They’re going to find us!” 
“I don’t think the wizard cops are on the lookout for wizards buying chairs. They’re going to be looking in the muggle world, (y/n), I promise.” 

Another sob leaves your chest and Newt’s shirt is covered in tears. You try to calm the crying, but that leads to you heaving in breaths. Newt gently rubs your back, while holding you to his chest. The two of you rock back and forth to the beat of a song that Newt was humming. 

“I will always protect you, (y/n),” Newt whispers. 


Two years later and you and Newt were married with a baby girl on the way. You still hadn’t had contact from either of you parents, and it crushed you. Today you were sprawled out on the couch in your living room. 

“Newt, come here quick!” you yell across the house. 
Newt came sprinting in. “What’s wrong? Are you in labor? Do I need to call an ambulance?” 
You shook your head. “No, love, she’s kicking.” 
Newt gently placed his hand on your stomach. “I feel it.” He smiled up at you. 

The telephone began ringing and Newt answered. “Hello, yeah she’s here.” 
Newt hands you the phone. “Hey sweetheart,” you hear through the receiver.
“Dad?” you ask, tears filling your eyes. 
“Yes, love, it’s me. The prince is married now. You’re free.”

A noise leaves your throat that is somewhere between a laugh and a sob. “Really?”
“Yes,” your dad replies. He’s obviously crying, too. 
“Oh! I have big news!”
“Spill it.” 
“Newt and I got married!” you begin. 
“Congratulations, sweetheart!”
“That’s not it - we’re having a baby girl. You’re going to be a grandpa!” 
The two of you talk for hours while Newt sits beside you, contently waiting. You hang up the phone and lean onto Newt. “I guess everything worked out perfectly.”

What to expect if you become my girlfriend:

- Random hugs and kisses

- Gifts I got for you just because

- Me being willing to stay up late just to talk to you

- Me always being in the mood to cook for you in the middle of the night because I’m hungry too

- Nonstop flirting with you

- Me showing you literally every cool rock I find

- Random snaps at two a.m. because I’m wake and I miss you

- To be called cute pet names more often than I call you by your actual name

- To be dragged around while I show you all of my favorite places and stores

- More hugs and kisses

- To have your ear talked off because I have so much to say

- All of the dates

- All of my love and affection

- Even more hugs and kisses

- Never doubting how much I care for you

- To get your ass handed to you in Mario Kart

5

SISTAR’s untimely disbandment brings me one step closer to closing the “door” to K-pop forever. Once the Brown Eyed Girls, Girls’ Generation, After School, T-ara, f(x) and miss A are over as well, and I sincerely hope they won’t be for much much longer, I’m done too. I’ll still fully support all of them as individual artists for as long as I can, and so should you, though I can’t help but feel like all of them will once again be forgotten by most, as usual, at least until another group disbands when everyone will magically remember them again…

Let’s just try and make it so that every time a girl group is a trending topic it’s not because it disbanded from here on.!

Too Late

I didn’t know
when I woke up
on the admissions
couch when I would
sign out
patient forms

I didn’t know
you would
walk with me
at midnight
in the hallways past
the nurse’s station
or peek over my poetry
book reading Whitman
waiting for my lithium,
Serequel
Ambien to kick in

I didn’t know
you would
whisper to me
in the morning
tasting decaf coffee
you would never make
because of taste

I didn’t know
how much
I would miss you
until 4:30
came

when you didn’t
walk through
the front door and talk
about work with the
dinner tray

I didn’t know
you wanted
to call me

I didn’t know
I didn’t want
you to

I didn’t know you
wouldn’t be there
when I ran to the
patient phone every
time it rang

the other end
always wanted
a different patient
number but
I hurdled tables
with every ring

I don’t want
you to

know anything

except love

I didn’t know I
would know that
when I told you

I didnt.

B.E. Grissom
5/23/17

anonymous asked:

How much does change from the written script to the comic? Do you often feel forced to cut dialogues or change them too much?

I cut soooo much dialogue when I’m transitioning the script to the comic. I also tweak words so I can get things to fit in balloons better.

Some dialogue gets cut because it’s extraneous. A good example is on the page I finished last night. In the script I had Sette say: “Da, I miss you.”

But once I had her drawn all alone in the moodily lit panel, crouched in the corner of Uaid’s main deck gazing mournfully down at Nary’s letters to Stockyard spread around her feet, did I really need her to say she missed him? The visuals said it. So the line was axed. This is good when I can do this, this is the point of comics.

Sometimes I add lines, usually little jokes or asides that become apparent once I’m looking at the characters in the scene.

I have a general sense of how many pages a scene should be, and I’ve gotten good at chopping dialogue in order to meet that goal. My old scripts are a stinky drainage ditch crowded with drowned and bloated words.

Author Spotlight: Lilyvandersteen day 2

Day 2: Recs!

@lilyvandersteen​ recs her fic. 

Weave Your Magic.

The first story I’m going to rec is my very first Klaine multichapter, Weave Your Magic. It’s still a WIP, and will probably remain so for a long time, because it’s a soap opera kind of fic that could always go on and on. I started writing it because I missed canon Glee and wasn’t ready to say goodbye to the Glee characters, and this is my way of keeping them alive.

I feel like I should warn you this fic is the slowest of slow burns. As I’ve said before, I write from both points of view, and by now I’ve learnt not to repeat too much, but to provide different information in each point of view. Well, that was a long learning process, and you can tell by the very beginning of Weave Your Magic. Way too much repetition and overlap in the first chapters. I really should go back and re-write the beginning, but, well… Ain’t nobody got time for that… So many story ideas and so little time to write! So please, if you venture into this fic, cut me some slack and don’t stop reading because of the repetitions in the first twenty chapters or so. Just skip the repetitive parts. It gets better after a while, I promise.

Excerpt:

Cooper was wrong. Blaine knew what he was missing. He saw it whenever he spent time with Nick and Jeff. That was what he wanted. Not some quick fix, but someone who’d stick around. Someone who’d be his best friend, his lover, his confidant, his strongest supporter and his shoulder to cry on. Someone he could talk with for hours about every topic under the sun. Someone he would dare to share every aspect of himself with. Someone he could have a pillow fight or a tickle war with until they were both breathless with laughter. Someone who knew him inside and out. Someone who’d finish his sentences, give him the last cookie, cheer him up when he was sad and remember how he liked his coffee in the morning.

And now that Blaine had found that person in Kurt, he was so glad he’d waited, because he couldn’t imagine giving his body where he hadn’t already given his heart. He said as much to Kurt, and was glad that his boyfriend agreed.

And then Kurt kissed him just so, and Blaine stopped thinking altogether and kissed him back with abandon.

Picture Perfect

Picture Perfect is a fairly recent fic of mine that I wrote for the Kurt Big Bang 2016. It’s one of my favourites, because I based an important OC on a dear friend of mine that died while I was writing the fic, and remembering her and cherishing the memory of her in this way was very bittersweet but also cathartic.

As many of my stories, this is fantasy Klaine, featuring fairy-tale creatures and magic, but above all, it’s a story about making friends in unexpected places, about making bold choices and seeing them through and about love conquering all.

Excerpt:

“Yes,” Kurt said. “I’d do whatever I had to do to keep you happy and healthy.”

Burt stared at Kurt for quite some time, a peculiar expression on his face. Then he mumbled, “Shouldn’t it be the parent saying that to his child?”

Worth the Wait

I love fairy tales and fantasy stories, and Worth the Wait is a hodgepodge of all the elements I love about these kind of stories: a surprise encounter, a quest the hero has to undertake and three challenges he’ll have to face, with a magic ring to help him along. I had tons of fun writing this story, and I hope you’ll enjoy reading it just as much. 

Excerpt:

“This place feels so full of possibilities. Like, if I wanted to get married tomorrow, I could just go to the city hall and do it without anyone batting an eye.”

Kurt laughed. “Might want to find someone to marry first, though. I thought you said you were single?”

Blaine shrugged. “I am, yes. But I want to get married someday, and it’s so great to know that I totally can, here, and no-one will think it’s weird or wrong.”

“So what kind of man do you want to marry?” Kurt wanted to know.

“Ideally, my best friend,” Blaine mused. “I want to get to know someone and become friends first. Best friends. And then let it evolve into more. They say that love is friendship set on fire, don’t they? Well, that’s what I want. And then, if I’d buy flowers for my love, I’d buy him roses in yellow and red. Yellow for friendship, and red for passion.”

Stop Flirting

This originally started out as just a silly one-shot, but I got so many requests to continue the story that I turned it into a multichapter. It features famous Blaine (one of my favourite tropes) meeting Kurt on a plane. Blaine likes Kurt instantly, while Kurt isn’t impressed with Blaine at all.

Excerpt:

“Oh, here he is!” Rachel announced chipperly, tugging Kurt into the circle of girls. “He can tell you!”

Wait… What? Rachel, what have you done now?

Kurt was sure he had a deer-in-the-headlights look on his face, and he had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to say. None whatsoever.

“Well, tell them,” Rachel prodded Kurt impatiently.

“Tell them what, exactly?” Kurt said slowly, trying his hardest to keep his temper in check.

“How Blaine invited you to come to the concert, and backstage,” Rachel prompted. She sighed and clasped her hands together dramatically. ““Isn’t it romantic?”

Okay, this time Kurt truly couldn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes and huffing in exasperation.

Really, Rachel? Do you WANT me to be lynched by a mob of hysterical teenage Blaine fans? If you do, by all means, carry on. Five more minutes of you spouting nonsense and they’ll have their pitchforks at the ready!

Catch Me A Catch

When Cooper turned up in Season Three, I immediately thought, “Huh, that one will get along well with Rachel. So self-absorbed, the both of them.” So when I started reading fanfiction, I thought, “Well, there must be tons where Rachel is dating Cooper, right?” But there weren’t. So I decided to write one myself, and to make this a verse where Kurt and Blaine had never met, because of course Rachel and Cooper would be enthusiastic but terrible matchmakers and the many misunderstandings that would cause had the potential to be very entertaining.

Excerpt:

The next morning, Kurt got up later than he usually did, his head hurting slightly. He walked to the kitchen on autopilot, grabbed a bowl and his breakfast cereal, poured milk over it and went to sit down at the kitchen table to eat. Somewhere between his second and third spoonful, his brain registered that he was not the only one sitting at the table. Across from him sat a very good-looking but also very naked guy, who seemed to come straight out of the Magic Mike films.

“Hi!” Mr Magic Mike greeted Kurt chipperly. “I’m Cooper.”

Kurt, his eyes bugging out of his head, didn’t reply. He just stared at Cooper dumbly.

Rachel sailed into the kitchen at this point, positively glowing with happiness. “Kurt, this is my boyfriend and co-star, Cooper.”

Kurt turned to glare at her.

“Yes, yes, we probably woke you up last night,” Rachel continued. “I’m sorry, Kurt. It wasn’t planned. It just… sort of happened.”

“Right,” Kurt drawled. “Next time, could you make it happen at Cooper’s place, please? I don’t deal well with sleep deprivation. Also, your boyfriend’s bare ass is on one of my vintage flea market chairs. Ugh. Tell him to at least put boxers on, please.”

Cooper let out a deep and hearty belly-laugh. “And I thought that my brother was the absolute worst person to deal with in the morning… Okay, okay, I’ll go put some clothes on!”

Cooper got up from his chair, yawned and stretched and then went in the direction of Rachel’s bedroom.

“Close your mouth, sweetie,” Rachel sing-songed.

anonymous asked:

No nonsense response to CB ask. CB is having difficulty in coping with the situation as it currently stands. She feels isolated. She is missing home, her love ones, family and friends (QA Twitter) She cannot feel at "home" with Sam anymore because of all of the ongoing muckery surrounding the two of them. Sam is coping by living in the gym. Probably regretting their part in the Shite Show as the lies and deception takes it's toll. Something has to give before the stress break them down.

You think she’s lonely? 🤔

If that’s the case I really wish she’d call sometime, cause me too.

I gotta say though, I doubt very much that to be the case. Everything I’ve seen as of late looks like a person quite comfortable and content in her life. Then again, she is an actress, so who the hell could really know? 🤷🏻‍♀️

“I hate you” “no you don’t”-Auston Matthews

Originally posted by werenski

So I don’t know if you guys watch Anne with an E but it’s such a cute show and the Anne/Gilbert dynamic is my favorite. So this  prompt inspired me since it’s very cute I have to admit, so enjoy this Anne with an E type of thing I wrote just now at like 2 am lol.


“(Y/N) please stop” one of your friends, Anne, said as she tried to pull you down with no avail, you were in an argument with a boy in your class once again. “Yeah (Y/N) listen to her” Brady, a boy in your class and in your school’s hockey team taunted. “Fuck you Brady I’m glad you don’t take slapshots too much because you miss every single time” you argued back before your friend finally pulled you down. 

You flipped Brady off before huffing in your seat before one of the most popular girls in school, Rebecca, tapped Anne on the shoulder causing her to turn around and say hi. “Hey ummm can you control your best friend before she hurts my brother?” Rebecca said while looking at you with disgust before turning back to Anne, “we need to win this championship you know” she said directly at you. 

“I also know the only reason I’m not allowed on the team is because I’d crush every boy there” You said as you rolled your eyes while Anne and Rebecca kept talking to each other. Soon the teacher came in and gave the lesson, it was your last class of the day and if Brady bothered you one more time you knew you were going to be suspended. Relief came when you heard the bell, Brady walking out but not before glaring at you along with Rebecca who whispered freak before waving bye to Anne.

“So explain to me how is everyone here besides you not a total douche?” You asked Anne, your neighbor and friend after meeting at the beginning of summer. You two had became quick friends and attached very easily due to the fact that your moms were friends and which meant you two became roommates while attending college. This didn’t happen the first year so you were a transfer student while Anne was established, which meant she had tons of friends while you had her. 

Once you got past the popularity aspect of Anne, something you didn’t even know existed in college, she was actually one of the most chill girls even if she didn’t act like it in front of Rebecca. “(Y/N) everyone I guess just knows their place here I guess?” Anne replied as they were walking back to their apartment while shrugging at your question.

 “What is this 1908? Knows their place? Fuck that, I will act any way I want to because I guess I don’t know my place” You said to Anne and stormed off. You were annoyed with today and went to the place where you felt like home, the ice hockey rink your college had. 

You got all of your equipment on and headed out to the ice before stepping onto the ice, feeling at home for once during the day. You starting practicing your slapshot not noticing the group of guys watching you practice alone, not noticing a new guy there either.

Auston’s POV

“Who is she?” I asked my friends while sitting in the stands of our school’s bleachers, watching the girl on the ice shoot with such precision it amazed me. She was really good and it almost left me speechless, I kept watching her body float around the ice so effortlessly. 

“Who cares she’s not hot” Rebecca said as she sat next to William who laughed and high fived her for that while I rolled my eyes. “Rebecca don’t you have someone else to annoy” I shot back before turning to see her scoff and get up and leave, the rest of the guys following her. I watched her for a second more before going back down to the hallway where the locker rooms were so that I could talk to this girl, I had to know who she was.

Regular POV

You finally had finished getting out your anger and walked back to locker room where you got to take off all of your equipment, you were about to take a shower when Anne texted you to get back to the apartment pronto. You sighed and took out wipes you stored in your athletic locker and wiped off your face before changing into clothes you had in your locker. 

Your apartment was only 15 and you were going to go straight there when a male you have never seen before stopped you. “Hey I saw you out there, it was really impressive” The male said confidentially as he looked down at you with a slight smirk. You scoffed in disgust before walking down the hallway and yelling a “not interested” before walking out the door. 

You had hoped that was the end of that but he caught up to you started walking with you, “hey I’m Auston what’s your name?” the male who’s name you just learned was Auston tried again as if he didn’t hear you the first time. “I’m not interest so can you fuck off” You snapped, you were sure he was playing a joke on you or this was some kind of bet and you didn’t want to deal with it. 

“Okay so maybe just your name?” Auston asked before you stopped and turned around to face him which caused slight shock and the smirk to reappear back on his face. “(Y/N) that’s my name now can you please leave me alone?” You said before walking to your apartment and swiping yourself in to your building. 

You made it up to your room to see your roommate pacing back and forth in your room, you went up to Anne and stopped her before sitting her down on the couch. “What happened?” You asked Anne who was trying to bit her nails but failed due to the acrylic covering them. “Auston Matthews is back and he’s gotten cuter” Anne said before she saw the look of shock on your face. 

“You made me come back? For a boy?  Wait does he have brown hair?” you asked and Anne nodded at that. “Is he tall with brown eyes and looks like a meme?” you asked again and she nodded her head before laughing at what you said. “He looks like a meme?” Anne asked while laughing and clapping her hands together before getting up to her room to pick out her outfit for tomorrow. “Yes he has a meme aura” you said before hearing Anne laugh again and telling you to go to sleep before you two are exhausted for your 8 AM tomorrow. 


“Why does class have to start at 8 in the morning?” You asked Anne with a cup of coffee in your hands while she had tea in hers, you two were heading to your Tuesday and only 8 AM class. “Why do you never pick your clothes out at night?” Anne asked you while looking at your sweats while she looked like the definition of perfect in a floral dress. “Who do I have to impress?” You asked Anne before walking in to class and bumping in to the back of a classmate, who turned around while you were trying to cool down the front of your pants where you split coffee. 

“Auston!” Anne yelled before going up and hugging him, while you were still waving the front of your pants before sitting down at your desk so that you could take off your pants. You had spandex underneath so it wasn’t as embarrassing, but still you glared at Auston as he came up to you with napkins. “I’m so sorry” Auston said as he sat down next to you and kept handing you napkins as you kept using them. “Yeah you definitely made this day even better” You said as you kept dabbing your pants with napkins until it was dry enough. 

You started to stand up when Auston grabbed all of the napkins and threw them in the trash while Anna sat next to you but on the opposite side of where Auston put all of his stuff. “What was that?” Anne asked you as Rebecca came into the room yelling Auston’s name before going to hug him. “Him being annoying as always” You said before Anne gave you a ‘we’re talking about this later’ look and got out her stuff for the class. 

You finished before Auston sat down and looked at you in disgust, “Aus do we really have to sit near, that thing?” Rebecca said while looking at you as if you were scum. “Oh yeah Aus, you don’t have to sit near me. Go sit with this bitch right in front of me” You said before gesturing to Rebecca who rolled her eyes and put her attention on Auston. “Rebecca there is a seat next to me, you can sit there” Auston said before Rebecca scoffed at the request. She stood there before looking at you with malice and sitting down in the other spot next to Auston. 

“So (Y/N) how do you like this school, I heard you’re a transfer student?” Auston said to you before you groaned and answered with a “yes I am” before pulling out your phone. “Do you um like it here?” Auston asked before Rebecca interrupted him, “Why are you wasting your time with that-” before Rebecca could reply the teacher came into class. 

You sighed with relief before Auston tapped your shoulder, he put up a finger before writing on a piece of paper something. He handed it to you and motioned for you to read it, you rolled your eyes before looking down at the piece of paper.

Hey I’m sorry about Rebecca, if you want I can make it up to you with food after class?

After you had finished reading the note you looked up to see Auston looking at you expectantly, you shook your head no and started writing notes from the board. When Auston kept tapping your shoulder and bothering you, it wasn’t until you heard him talk about your curly hair when you snapped and slapped him across the face. 

Shock even passing over your face but none of it register before your teacher tells you that you needed to leave the class, you picking up your stuff and walking out of the class. Not before turning around at Auston’s voice trying to defend you, explaining that it was all his fault but the teacher was having none of it and told you to leave.

You walked out without apologizing and made it to the first floor of the building when Auston called out after you, “(Y/N) I’m so sorry” Auston yelled before he caught up to you. “Leave me alone” You said as tears fell down your face, you were so done with everything and the day wasn’t even close to being over. Auston saw this and stopped in his tracks with a shocked look on his face before he let you go and walk back to your apartment.


You were watching old episodes of Teen Wolf when you heard a knock at your door, you yelled a come in hoping it was Anne with ice cream since you texted for those two things when you got to your apartment. The door opened and your blood boiled when you saw Auston with a pizza and ice cream in his hands with Anne with her hands on the door knob. 

“I’m so sorry (Y/N) I had no clue you were so insecure about your hair” Auston said before you looked at him with a ‘you have no idea’ look. You absolutely hated your hair ever since you entered elementary school and the girls bullied you about it. You always wanted to cut it off but your mom never let you claiming it made you different, you thought it made you a target.

“I hate my hair” you said to Auston as he sat on the bed next to you, you sighed and paused Teen Wolf before turning to Auston. “I can tell but I brought pizza and ice cream just for you to help mend our relationship” Auston said as he opened the box of pizza. “We never had a relationship” You retorted before grabbing a slice of pizza while Auston did the same, you two eating and not saying anything. 

“That’s what you think (Y/N)” Auston said as he finished up his pizza and smiling at you, you quirked up an eyebrow and looked at him like he was crazy. “You just met me” you said while looking at Auston triumphantly he couldn’t dispute this fact. “You still drive me crazy, there is something about you” Auston said as he down looked at your lips and your eyes and repeating the same process again. 

“There is no such thing as love at first sight” (Y/N) said as she grabbed another slice of pizza when Auston rolled his eyes at you. “(Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N) you know that’s not true look at us” Auston said as he smiled at you and tried to intertwine their your fingers together before you jerked your hand back. “We have nothing, we aren’t together and honestly I think I hate you” you replied before Auston giggled at you. “We have something and you’re right we aren’t together but that shouldn’t stop us” Auston said before he grabbed your hand again.

“One kiss” Auston said as he looked at you before you jerked your head up in confusion, why did he like you so much? “What?” you asked confused before Auston rolled his eyes and sat you on his lap so you could look directly at him. “Kiss me and tell me you feel nothing and I will leave you alone” Auston requested which caused you to weight both options before agreeing, causing Auston’s face to light up.

Auston took a deep breath before he leaned in to kiss you, soon your lips connected and moved together. Auston continued kissing you and flipped you guys over as he laid you on your bed in order to start grounding his hips into yours. His tongue swiped over your mouth when you realized what you two were doing and pushed him away, Auston looking at you with shock when you pulled away. 

“Get out, I felt nothing and I never want to see you again” You yelled as Auston just nodded his head and walked out the door but not before giving you one last sad glance over. You watched as he shut the door before you cried, Anne coming in and comforting you before asking you what had happened. The reality is though, not even you knew what had happened.

anikaiis-blog  asked:

Love Confession: I went on a 6 hour date with my love, our last date. We both had so much, we even kissed in the rain. He dumped me because he felt he was too busy with work for me, which I understand. But then he told my best friend hes decided to take a break from me...What makes me feel awful is Im not even mad, I look back at our memories and feel happy. "What I hate most about you, is that I dont hate you, not even a little bit, not even at all."

That gave me friggin chills dude… like you know when people grab the popcorn in awe and miss their mouth even though their jaw is already on the floor??? That’s how I am. I’m so sorry that things had to end the way they did but it’s good you understand his situation and respect it. Maybe when he figures things out you can try again but for now, just stay in love with the memories, treasure them. They were happy times in your life and you don’t need to hate them just because he left. I love you 

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Yuri!!! On Stage Event Report!

So today (4/29/2017) I went to the Yuri on Ice Yuri on Stage event. To clarify though, I was not at the actual Tokyo event, rather a live viewing at a local movie theater. Which of course does alter the experience but it’s the next best thing. At first I thought the theater was only doing the afternoon session, but very last minute I ended up being able to attend both!

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The Signs as Heartbreak Quotes (Sun & Venus)

ARIES:

“Be careful when trying to fix a broken person, for you may cut yourself on their shattered pieces.” 

TAURUS:

“It’s not what I feel for you, it’s what I don’t feel for anyone but you.” 

GEMINI:

“The only thing that makes it a part of your life is that you keep thinking about it.” 

CANCER:

“If brokenness is a form of art, darling, you’ve turned me into a masterpiece.” 

LEO:

“I hope I cross your mind once in a while just so that I won’t feel pathetic for thinking of you all the time.” 

VIRGO:

“I hate you because I will have to wonder for the rest of my life why I wasn’t enough.” 

LIBRA:

“Those who are heartless once cared too much.” 

SCORPIO:

“The reckless irony in how I tried to get revenge on you by destroying myself.”

SAGITTARIUS:

“I don’t hate you, I never will. I just act like I do, because it’s easier than admitting that I miss you.” 

CAPRICORN:

“The worst goodbyes are the ones never said.” 

AQUARIUS:

“Maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.” 

PISCES:

“If I treated you the way you treated me, you’d hate me.”

Please don’t die.
Not while
I’m still breathing.
Not while
My heart’s still beating.
We are strangers for now.
But maybe…
One day
Things will change.
Maybe…
One day
We will
Go back to
How things used
To be.
Back to when
Things were simpler.
Whether it’s in a year
Or ten…
I will wait for you.
Because
We have so much
More to do together.
I will be patient for you.
Because
We have so much
More to live for.
You are too young
To die at an early age.
You will not live life
To the fullest,
Until you live life
With me.
—  We Need More Time

i miss being in a relationship and staying up late on the phone or laying in bed with one another wide awake just talking about nonsense in the middle of the night while holding each other or rubbing your thumb along their hand. i miss surprise dates and staying in for movie nights or just running errands together because that’s time spent together and getting butterflies even when you text them.

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Hello :D! Hmmm…I imagine Wolf Commander will be kinda scary? because of the red glowy eyes or the scars. Miss Piggy is curvy, cute and bubbly. Looks like she gives awesome warm hugs❤ The Swan Prince is thin, short, kind of sloppy. He has fluffy messy hair, courtesy of getting constantly chased and ruffled by the Geese. And The Geese…are…just too much haha. Fox is slim, elegant and with perfect posture.

Thank you for the question! I had loads of fun drawing them today❤

I always overwater my plants because I care about them too much.
I want them to grow like I never could.
I love them like I wanted to love you.
But you showed me that no matter how much you care about something it won’t stay alive just because you love it more than you love yourself.
And you always loved sunflower fields and I was always meant to buy bouquets from a grocery store instead of planting them myself.
—  Missed Calls
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I love Diego. Diego is very funny. He’s a very cool guy, quite a smartass, and I really appreciate smartasses. He used to make fun of me for the stupid backpack I wore. There were a few situations where I couldn’t [wear the stilts]. [When] I was on a cliffside or running in water and stuff like that, I had to wear this backpack with a telescoping head that came off the top, and it was really stupid looking. And the first time I wore it, it was like the first day we shot in Jordan. And he said [Puts on Diego Luna accent.], “Something terrible has happened. Ever since you put on that backpack, you have depressed the entire crew. It’s very sad.” He just went on about, “Please, for God’s sake, please take it off. For the love of God.” Anytime I put it on, “Everyone respected you just one moment ago. But now, it is evaporated.”

7 Reasons Why

So…. I am currently watching the new tv show “13 Reasons Why” and my mind decided to make a tragically-beautiful connection tooooo can you guess what?? YUP LANCE!! So here are my thoughts once again… hope you enjoy and feel free to comment any other ideas!!
*NOTE* I’m lowkey crying as I’m writing this. My heart isn’t okay. I’m not okay, okay?? *MORE NOTES* So this came out kinda different than the show/book but i hope yall kinda get the idea

  • Lance was dead. Had committed suicide to be exact. And he left his story behind.
  • The tapes appeared from nowhere. No one knew where they came from or where they disappeared to. No one knew that the tapes contained so much in such a small amount of time. No one knew that these tapes would become an ugly part of them.
  • “Hello space pals and gals. Lance McClain (KINDA LOVE THIS LAST NAME) here. Live and in stereo.”
  • Lance starts off by explaining his “7 Reasons Why” (hahaha get it? Cuz he’s the seventh wheel?? *cries*) he committed suicide and his two rules.
    • “Rule number one. You must listen to the tapes. I’m not gonna lie. This is going to be hard to do but you MUST LISTEN.”
    • “Rule number two. When you are done, you must leave them where you found them. And if you, oh lets say, decide to throw them away, tsk tsk tsk…. bad things will happen.”
  • “First and foremost, our mighty and heroic leader, Shiro.”
    • “I wasn’t good enought to be praised by you.” Lance explains that Shiro was a good leader, a great leader one might say. Unreplacable, “unlike me.” So why was it that he never told Lance “great job” or “thanks for the help.” Why did he alway care so much for Keith? Told him “great job out there” and patted him on the back after every battle. Why did he always take his side even when he was in the wrong? Why did he treat Pidge like a little sister? Always taking care of them and making sure they were getting enough sleep. Always being so nice and caring to both. “You were always my hero but why did you not act like it?” He never payed attention when Lance didnt get enough sleep or didnt eat or was sick. Always making him work and train. Always pointing out his flaws without helping him improve them. “Why, Shiro, did you not care for me?”
  • “Can you guess our number two?? Well, I’ll give you a hint. It’s not me this time. *laughs* First time being number two, our excellent number one paladin, Keith!”
    • “Keith my man, I loved you.” (Klangst? WHY TF NOT?!?) Lance always loved Keith, always looked up to him too. He loved to joke around with him, loved to rile him up, loved to bicker with him because thats how he got to talk to him. He knew that they were playing around so why did it hurt so much? “Why Keith, did you always tell me I wasn’t good enough?” Always telling him to leave you alone, always “you’re annoying me” and never “please stay.” Keith always reminded Lance that he was never good enough, never up to his level, never realizing how lance felt. But how could Lance blame him? However, sometimes Keith, you, took it to far to the point where my heart was too broken to put back together. “I’ve always loved you but you made it so easy to hate you, too.”
  • “My favorite green paladin, my little space sister (female pronouns for this), my gaming buddy, Pidge.”
    • “Pidge, did you even ever realize that I saw you as my sister?” Lance saw his little sister in Pidge. He always, like Shiro, did his best to make sure they stayed healthy. He was always fussing over her eating and sleeping habits. So why did she never appreciate him? “Pidge, you never even said thanks you.” Lance just wanted to be a brother to her. So why did she make him a disposable replacement for her missing brother? Always using him when necessary and then throwing him away when it got too much for her? “Leave me alone Lance. Im working.” Pidge sometimes said really hurtful comments to Lance and she never let him help her because why would she let someone “annoying” help? In, reality Pidge was his sister but according to Pidge, “You are not my brother, Lance. Matt is.”
  • “Hunk, my precious beautiful friend. You did nothing wrong but you also did nothing at all.”
    • “Where to start?” Hunk had always been Lance’s best friend but after Voltron things changed. “I noticed that you and Pidge would hang out together, without me.” Lance just wants to be part of their group again. He tried so hard so join, to contribute, to help. But all he got was “you’re distracting us.” Although they didn’t hang out as much, Hunk was the first one to realize that something was wrong with Lance. “You left me alone.” Hunk saw him getting worse and changing throughout the days. He saw but didn’t do anything. “Hunk, why did you not do anything, if you noticed?” Lance wondered why Hunk left him by himself, why he didn’t try to reach out to him, why he didn’t invite him over, why didn’t he? “You could have helped but you didn’t.”
  • “Our beautiful space princess who will save the universe without moi, Allura.”
    • “Sometimes, your pushing for perfection was too much, not just for me but for everyone.” Lance always felt like the odd one out. Everyone was good at something but he never had a “thing” and Allura’s nagging didn’t help. “Keep up Lance!” Keep up with Keith in the training stimulator. Keep up with Pidge’s new machinery. Keep up with Shiro’s battle plans. Keep up with Hunk’s nee inventions. Keep up. “Again.” No matter how hard Lance tried, Allura was never satisfied. Never complementing him, never saying “good job,” never letting him rest, never telling he was good enough. “Why, Allura, did you never see how hard I was trying?”
  • “Lets talk about our seventh wheel, our number one *snickers* sharpshooter, Me! Lance!”
    • “In my opinion, I was the number one at fault for this occurrence.” Lance hated himself. He hated himself for feeling jealous, angry, sad, homesick, depressed. “I just wanted to be like the rest of you all.” Lance wanted to be as good as Keith and as strong as Shiro. He wanted to be as nice and comforting as Hunk. Wanted to be as smart as Pidge and as powerful as Allura. “I wish I wasn’t so selfish.” Lance thought he was selfish. He wished to get “thanks you’s” from the rest. Wished he get praised from Shiro and Allura. Wished Keith would feel the same way. Wished he was home with his famiy. He wished and wished and he hated it. “I wished I was home.”
  • “My favorite alien, Coran, the one who took care of me and who noticed me struggling. Yes, he tried to help but I guess it wasn’t enough since I’m dead now.”
    • “You let me walk away.” Coran tried helping Lance in his own way. But how could an alien understand some Earthly emotions? “We talked but sometimes it was just you talking.” Coran tried to get Lance to open up to him but failed. He always cut off Lance with his own stories so he never let Lance say what was bothering him. “Coran, you were like an uncle to me.” Coran reminded Lance of his uncle and it kinda hurt him. He was constantly reminded of his family whenever he was with Coran. This made his emotions even worse when he talked to Coran because sometimes Coran didn’t understand him. The day Lance died, Coran had told him to just “move on.” Lance just got up and left but he secretly hoped that Coran would come after him. He didn’t. “You wanted me to move on from this and I did.”
  • “I’m sorry.”

I AM SO OVERWHELMED BY THE FEELINGS IN MY HEART RIGHT NOW. MY TINY HEART IS TOO TINY FOR THIS NONSENSE LIKE WHAT IN THE FUCK

EMMA IS MAKING FUCKING PANCAKES

IN A ROBE AND WE ALL FUCKING KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THE NIGHT BEFORE WHILE KILLIAN WALKS UP BEHIND HER IN AN UNBUTTONED VEST WHICH LBR IS BASICALLY HIM BEING NAKED LIKE THE NUMBER OF LAYERS ON THIS MAN AT ALL TIMES IS ABSURD BUT LIKE

THIS IS TOO MUCH. I CANNOT LOOK DIRECTLY AT IT.

THIS IS LIKE THE FUCKING SUN. I AM BLINDED BY THE JOY AND THE HAPPINESS AND THE CONTENTMENT AND THE WAY HE’S GRINNING INTO HER SKIN AND THE WAY SHE BITES HER LIP. THIS IS AHHHHHHHHH MAKE IT STOP

AND SHE LIKE FUCKING POUNCES ON HIM AND HER HANDS DON’T FUCKING STOP MOVING AND HER LIPS ARE SO INSISTENT AND 

SHE KEEPS FUCKING PULLING HIM CLOSER AND CLOSER AND WHAT T H E F U C KKKKK I CANNOT HANDLE THIS EVEN A LITTLE

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW WILD HER HAIR IS? SHE CLEARLY JUST WOKE UP AND CAME DOWN TO MAKE THEM BOTH PANCAKES BECAUSE THEY MUST BE STARVING AND HE GOT DRESSED HALF WAY AND CAME DOWN TO FIND HER WHEN HE SMELLED ALL THE NICE THINGS AND THEN HE SEES HER WITH HER HAIR ALL WILD AND HER FACE ALL FRESH AND GLOWY AND HAPPY AND WHO CAN BLAME HIM FOR WANTING TO KISS HER OK?

OK BUT WHAT KILLS ME THE DEADEST IS THAT SHE PULLS AWAY JUST SO SHE CAN LOOK AT HIM. CLEARLY SHE WANTS TO KEEP KISSING HIM BUT IN THAT MOMENT, SHE NEEDS SO SEE HIS FACE, TO SEE AGAIN HOW MUCH HE LOVES HER AND WHAT SHE HAS NOW AND I CANNOT LOOK AT HIS SMILE THIS IS TOO MUCH *SHIELDS EYES*

GUYS, GUYS, GUYS. I THINK SHE LOVES HIM.

AND I THINK HE LOVES HER.

SHE’S SO FUCKING HAPPY AND SHE LOOKS SO YOUNG HERE AND SO HAPPY AND IN LOVE AND SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH OMG

HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER BECAUSE WHO WOULD HAVE FUCKING THOUGHT RIGHT? 

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE FUCK WAIT MUST GET BACK TO THE KISSING. HE’S SO GOOD AT THE KISSING. MUST TOUCH SOFT LIPS AGAIN.

AND UGH IT STARTS SO SOFT BUT PICKS UP SO FUCKING QUICK LIKE WTF AND HE JUST RESPONDS WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT LIKE THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ME BECAUSE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND WANT EACH OTHER SO MUCH, IT MAKES MY HEART MELT ALSO SEEING THAT RING ON HER FINGER IS HURTING MY EYES AGAIN.

THE HANDS, THE HANDSSSSSS

WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE POOR FANGIRLS?! WHY WOULD YOU KISS THIS WAY?! WITH THE FRANTIC PULLING EACH OTHER CLOSER AND THE HANDS THAT WON’T STOP TOUCHING. WHY WOULD YOU HURT ME THIS WAY YOU ASSHOLES?!

I CAN’T TAKE IT BECAUSE THEY’RE SMILING THE ASSHOLES DO THEY NOT KNOW WHAT THIS IS DOING TO MY SMALL TINY HEART?!

TO HELL WITH THE PANCAKES. YASSS EMMA, YASSSSS.

AND SHE FUCKING PUSHES HIM INTO THE TABLE AND SHE’S PROBABLY BETWEEN HIS LEGS RIGHT NOW AND HIS HAND IS RUNNING UP AND DOWN HER BACK AND HIS HOOK IS HOLDING HER STEAD BECAUSE SHE CANNOT STOP MOVING HER HANDS

AND LIKE FUCKING SOMEONE HAS TO KEEP THEM FROM FALLING ONTO THE TABLE BUT BY THE LOOKS OF IT, EMMA TOTALLY WANTS KILLIAN TO FALL ONTO HIS BACK RIGHT THERE OK?! LIKE NOPE LET’S JUST DO THE DO RIGHT HERE. SMOOSHING BOOTIES ON THE DINING TABLE.

AND LOL THE SHOCK! THEY’RE SO DAZED THIS IS HILARIOUS

AND KILLIAN SAYING LIKE OH YOUR MOTHER HAS A KEY. THAT’S GOOD INFORMATION. YES OK. TRY TO CALM DOWN NOW.

THE SHOCK AND THE WIDE EYES LOLOLOL

BUT OK I FUCKING LOVE HOW EMMA JUST LOOKS AMUSED PRETTY MUCH THROUGH THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE BECAUSE THOUGH SHE REALLY, REALLY WANTS TO DO THE DO WITH HER FIANCE IN THEIR HOUSE (WHAT THE FUCK HOW DID WE GET HERE FROM CLIMBING A BEANSTALK TOGETHER ONE TIME FUCK FUCK FUCKKKK) 

SHE NEVER THOUGHT SHE’S HAVE THIS EITHER? HER MOTHER ACCIDENTALLY WALKING IN ON THEM AND LIKE IT’S LIKE EMBARRASSING OR WHATEVER BUT SHE’S JUST SO FUCKING HAPPY TO HAVE ALL THIS IN HER LIFE NOW? THESE MOMENTS OF PEACE AND LOVE AND SILLINESS

AND LOL SHE’S LIKE NOOOO AND KILLIAN IS LIKE HAHAHA YES WE WERE ABOUT TO BANG YOUR MAJESTY. I HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM RN LOL ALSO I LOVE THAT THOUGH SNOW IS RIGHT THERE, EMMA STRAIGHT UP DOEAN’T MOVE FOR FUCKING AGES AND JUST KEEPS RUNNING HER HANDS OVER KILLIAN’S SHOULDERS, SOOTHING HIM  AND TOUCHING HIM STILL AND KILLIAN’S HAND DOESN’T MOVE FROM HER WAIST EITHER

LIKE DESPITE THE DISCOMFORT, IT’S ALSO SUCH A COMFORTABLE MOMENT?! IT’S SO DOMESTIC AND ORDINARY AND EMMA IS STILL STROKING KILLIAN’S ARM HERE AND I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN *CRIES TEARS OF BLOOD* AND THEY ONLY FUCKING STAND WHEN SNOW IS LIKE UMM PANCAKES LOLOL

AND THIS ASSHOLE LOLOLOL HE IS SO UNAMUSED. I’VE LOST MY APPETITE. BRACING FUCKING SHOWER HE SAYS  LOLOLOL

THIS CHEEK KISS, THE PANCAKES, THE KILLIAN’S HAND ON HER WAIST AGAIN. THE DOMESTICITY OF IT ALL

LOOK HOW HAPPY SHE IS. DO YOU SEE IT? DO YOU SEE THE JOY IN HER EYES?! SHE’S SO HAPPY GODDAMNIT

*THROWS ALL THE THINGS*

THIS IS TOO MUCH. I CANNOT HANDLE THIS. FUCKING FUCK FUCKKK

→ nudes, not flowers (pt. 2)

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

☆ pairing → Hoseok x Reader x Jungkook

genre → smut, fuckboi!au

warnings  → … voyeurism + exhibitionism, dom!junghope, power play?, dirty talk!!!, jealousy, demeaning names during sex, the threesome, & probably other warnings byE 

word count   → 10.4k 

☆ summary   →  you’re not supposed to fall for Jung Hoseok and his repertoire of awful pick-up lines – but you do. the problem is: he’s afraid of commitment, and bolts at the idea of settling down. you decide to stay far away from fuckboys, but his friend decides to test your new found resolutions

or : Jungkook wants to see how far he can push Hoseok until he snaps

→  pt i | pt ii (final) 

☆ a/n   → okay…so… this is just porn, but if you squint, there’s kind of a plot. you should probably start with pt 1 if you haven’t already!! 
+ shout out to the mutuals who encouraged the filth fest in this part esp @gxtsmxt @itsrainingmin !! we can have a prayer circle later to cleanse our souls
+ also tomorrow is my one month anniversary on tumblr :’)) thank you so much for all the love i’ve received this past month  ♡

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NHL!Bitty, Pt. IV - RPF

@missweber requested NHL!Bitty dealing with Hockey RPF. This got a little longer than expected, with a side pairing of Jack/philly-cheesesteak. Takes place a few months into Bitty’s second season with the Schooners. 

Origin: From Samwell to SeattlePart I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season




The most annoying thing is that for all of the ‘Jack/Parse’, ‘Jack/Tater’, ‘Jack/Sid’‘Jack/fucking-every-player-on-the-east-coast’ fic, there are a whopping SIX  ‘Jack/Eric’ fics on Ao3. Six.

On one hand, Eric’s proud they’ve hidden their relationship so well, on the other, Eric is insulted. But really, with their disappointing portmanteau of ‘Jeric’ or ‘Zittle’, it’s not surprising they’re horribly under-appreciated.

“I just wish my fans were more creative.”

Over Skype, Eric watches Jack plow through a Philly cheesesteak with no small measure of jealousy. He’s lonely and hungry, and his asshole boyfriend is doing this on purpose.

“You know,” Jack says, talking out of the side of his half-full mouth, “if you let the Schoons call you ‘Bitty’ our name could have been ‘Zimbits’. That’s kinda on you.”

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