belive in u

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Happy Carol second Anniversary (November 20, 2015) 

But there was not a moment when she did not see Carol in her mind, and all she saw, she seemed to see through Carol. That evening, the dark flat streets of New York, the tomorrow of work, the milk bottle dropped and broken in her sink, became unimportant. She flung herself on her bed and drew a line with a pencil on a piece of paper. And another line, carefully, and another. A world was born around her, like a bright forest with a million shimmering leaves

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The Lake House (2006) dir. Alejandro Agresti

“In the mean time, the one man I can never meet… him, I would like to give my whole heart to.” 

I don’t know what to label us, it keeps on shifting between “could’ve been” and “we never happened” and “WHY DON’T YOU LOOK AT ME THE WAY YOU USED TO ANYMORE”. Most of our conversation are cut short because I know this won’t go the way I wanted, I know you won’t say the words I wanted to hear. Say, maybe I’m a fool for making you left me. Say, maybe I just wanted you to try.

I heard you’re not supposed to move on just because he has but damn what am I supposed to do when he look that happy with her. I know she won’t fuck this up. So maybe it’s not that I don’t know what to label us, maybe I don’t want to label us at all, maybe I just want to shove this to the dustbin, maybe I just can’t take it that he has moved on, maybe I still do love him. But let’s stop with this maybes, all I know is I should stop dramatizing the way he left me. My first question to him was probably “Was it painful to love me?” I should stop wondering when will he came back. He won’t.

—  owlandowly // I took a glance on the hourglass and see the top part empty.

anonymous asked:

Hey how would the lords react to mc accidentally hurting herself in the kitchen?

Hey nonnie~! I’m sorry I took so long with this I FINALLY HAD THE TIME TO WRITE IT AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT (◕▿◕✿) *goesbacktohidingundermybed*


Nobunaga would rush to MC’s side and scold her as he makes sure that she rests for the rest of the day. “You little fool, how many times do I have to tell you to be careful!” He doesn’t leave her side and gives her some konpeitō whenever he notices her wincing in pain. He attempted to cook some food for MC while she’s in bed, but he denies it and tells her that the maids made it.

Mitsuhide’s composure would shift, his mind would be distracted all throughout the day. He can’t leave Nobunaga’s side because of the various meetings going on, but he makes sure to visit her between each and every one. When he was finally free he remained by her side all the time. He would caress her cheek, stroke her hair and hold her hand while she’s sleeping. He wouldn’t scold her, but he tells her to be careful the next time. “Please be careful MC. I don’t want your hands to let go of mine.

Yukimura would freak out. He doesn’t know what to do. Should he stop the bleeding? Take her to the doctor’s office? Or treat the cut on MC’s hand himself. He decided to trusts his instincts and wash the blood away while wrapping a cloth around her hand, “H-here MC, this would stop the bleeding for now.” However, what he didn’t expect is MC wincing in pain when he tightened the cloth around the cut, “W-we’re going to the doctor right now!” He would say as he picks her up and rushes straight away to the nearest doctor office.

Saizo would sigh as he peeks at MC from behind, “How many times did I tell you to be careful, huh?” He would calmly look at her cut and disinfect it. He doesn’t waste anytime with unnecessary things and treats her immediately. Even though many people would say his eyes looked cold while treating her, his hand and touch were the most gentle. He then carried MC teasingly in his arms and took her to his room, “100 dango.” Saizo looked at her with a straight face as he laid her down on the bedding, “H-huh?” MC didn’t understand him at first, “100 dango as a payment.” Giggling, MC nodded to him. She knew that he had his own ways of making her feel better.

Masamune would have a similar reaction to Yukimura, however, he’d be much more composed on the outside compared to him. His worry might not show much on his face but his eyes reveal his deepest secrets. Seeing MC cry for the first in a long while shooked him. “M-MC..!” He let go of everything and gave his full attention to her, “Show me where it hurts.” He looks at her with the most worried and caring eyes there will ever be. His fingers would gently wipe her tears away and treat her injury. After that, he would wrap his coat around her and stroke her back while whispering words of comfort to her.

Kojuro would rush to MC’s side as soon as he hear her cries of pain, “MC! What happened? let me see.” He’s a mix of calm and shooked. He’d hold her hand and do what he can to ease the pain. Taking a wet cloth he’d press it to her palm and wipe the blood away. Thankfully, the cut wasn’t deep, but it was deep enough to make her bleed for a few minutes. After treating her injury, He’d pull her against his chest and whisper softly against her neck, “Never scare me like that, Precious girl.