but i still love her so

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I have so much love for this game! 

I honestly see a lot of myself in Mae. I only wish I had her sense of humor! And Jack made this such a wonderful experience! I think I found my new favorite series and I’m looking forward rewatching it many times. If you see this, dude, thank you. <3

In any case, here’s the whole batch of edits in one post! 

All stills from ‘Come Meet Me!’, gifs from, uh… multiple episodes of Night In The Woods.

i feel like vilde is going to be that girl who like, knows she’s into girls when she graduates high school but then she gets to uni and takes her first women’s studies class and spends the whole term having a Revelation and that revelation is literally just holy shit i love women???? and not always in a sexual or romantic sense, but just reading all these incredible women writers and theorists, learning about all the amazing women who have broken ground in every field, rethinking all she’s ever known about history once she realizes the ways women and their contributions have been systematically erased and feeling all the pain and indignation for them, as well as all the pain and indignation she feels for herself that it took her this long to find out about it. just vilde finding a whole world of writing and of thought about women, written by women, focused entirely on women and their relationships with each other and the power contained there. and the more she learns, the more comfortable she starts to feel with expressing that she’s drawn to women, that she’s fascinated by them, that she thinks most everything they do is fantastic. and a lot of that is intellectual, but a lot of it also starts to loop back into what she’s still discovering about her sexuality and how much she loves like, the way women dress and how they smell and the sounds of their laughs and the shapes of their bodies and what they can do with them, and it’s all just like !! holy shit!! she loves women!!! more than she ever thought was possible, but every day she finds something new, and it’s amazing. women are amazing. w ow.

To prove a point I just did what Lauren did. Sorry for the emotional fallout but I had to prove a point. Lauren is an emotional creature and she is very reactive. And as much as she may believe in what she is saying right now because of her emotions it doesn't mean that its the truth. Camren may not have been real in the sense of I'm your gf and you're my gf. But we didn't imagine those looks. We didn't imagine those touches. And we didn't imagine their chemistry. "Camren" may not have been "real" but Lauren and Camila's feelings for each other were.

I love you Lauren but the only one who believes you is you. And she is still going through a break up and her world is being exposed for all to see so I understand her defensive response. I also understand her want/need to protect Mila. Which is what I think it really boils down to. I’m not going anywhere. I love my Munchkins and I’ll be here as long as you guys are. 😘😘😘😘💕💕💕💕

the thing i like about the nohrian characters is that a lot of them share the same theme and that’s “putting on a face”

jpn effie had this sweet and cute voice and when ppl saw just how strong and how hard she trained, it throws ppl off. charlotte wore the mask of a cute and helpless girl but was really a super aggressive and strong girl that could crush u with her thighs probably

awakening trio gave themselves aliases to hide their true origin, zero made sexual innuendos but underneath all that was a vulnerable man who has a traumatic backstory. leon hid his insecurities behind a face of a prodigy who could accomplish anything and possess strong tactical abilities, flora literally hid her depression and misery and we dont see that until birthright.

and ofc there’s marx/xander who puts on a cold and aloof front bc he’s crowned prince and he has to rightfully fulfill his duties as such. but underneath that is a man whose heart is made of glass and wants nothing more than to be with his family and keep them safe.

Together || Jughead Jones

Prompt: Omg, but can you make one where reader knows that Jughead will be a great father and that he actually wants kids but she is still scared to tell him that she’s pregnant? Like, she has that uneasy feeling that just won’t leave her but everything turns out okay. You can make it with them still being at school or maybe after their graduation😁 *hugs to the amazing writer*

A/N: God, I love these kidfic requests so much. Thank you for sending one in!!

Gif by @elizabethcoops

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“Come on, come on.” you mumbled as you looked at your clock, your leg unable to stop its incessant bouncing.

You wished the damn timer would go off already. You hated being kept in suspense. And you were sure you’d be late to school if you waited another minute.

You shook your head. You had more important things to think about now.

Like the fact that you had been getting sick recently almost everyday and that your period was late? How about the fact that you had just taken a pregnancy test and your whole life could be changed in the span of—

Briiiiing, briiiiing

You froze and swallowed, shakily turning the alarm on your phone off. You took a deep breath and walked to your bathroom where you saw the pregnancy test lying facedown.

Here goes nothing.

You picked it up, turning it over. All the breath left your body immediately.

“Oh, Jesus.” you muttered as you looked at the positive pregnancy test in your hands, moving to sit on the toilet seat.

You couldn’t believe this. Why?

Maybe it was because the two of you were only sixteen. Maybe it was because the both of you had only just finished your sophomore year. Maybe it was because Jason Blossom’s killer was still on the loose? On, and the fact that you guys didn’t have jobs. Hell, Jughead didn’t even really have a place to live. Sure, he occasionally lived with Archie, but you knew how he still couch surfed. You had a home, but you knew you’d be kicked out of it as soon as your parents found out you were pregnant.

Pregnant.

The word rattled around in your head as you looked down at the test and the two pink lines again.

He’d be a great father.

Those were surprisingly the first words that came to your mind. And you knew they were true. You knew Jughead had wanted kids. He had mentioned it to you in passing once. Of course, you knew he didn’t mean right now. He meant 10 years from now. Fifteen years from now. But now that was changed to seven months.

“Y/N!” your mom called from the hallway, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, mom?” you called back, quickly getting up, gripping the test in your hands.

“Hurry up! You’re gonna be late!”

“I’m going!”

You quickly gathered your stuff up, shoving the test in the front pocket of your bag, dashing downstairs.

To your surprise, you weren’t late to school. You had made it with five minutes to spare and even better, there was a substitute. She let you guys go as there was no work that needed to be done so now you were making your way to the Blue and Gold’s office where you knew Jughead would be.

You and Jughead weren’t sexual creatures. You certainly weren’t like the rest of Riverdale’s students. You had only had sex a handful of times. You had sex so little that you could pinpoint the exact day when the baby inside you was conceived.

“Got it!” Jughead said as he climbed on top of the couch before settling down next to you with the bowl of popcorn in his hand.

You giggled as you moved to grab a handful of his popcorn before he swatted your hand away.

“Uh uh,” he protested, holding the bowl away from you. “I don’t think so.”

You rolled your eyes as you began to climb on top of him, attempting to get the bowl your boyfriend of a year and a half held above his head.

“Come on!” you exclaimed as you reached for the bowl, Jughead’s arm stretching back further and further.

“Y/N, you’re going to—”

Clang!

“Make me drop it.” the raven-haired teen muttered.

You bit back a smile.

“Sorry?” you tried.

Jughead snorted and then the two of you went silent as you realized you were straddling the teenage boy. The two of you looked at each other for a second before Jughead claimed your lips with his. You immediately kissed him back, your hands coming to rest on his shoulders. Jughead’s arms made their way to your hips and he moved you so you were lying down on the couch, him on top of you. The two of you pulled away for air and Jughead looked down on you.

“You want to—”

You nodded, cutting him off.

“Yeah.” you said quietly as you kissed your boyfriend again, beginning to pull his shirt over his head.

That was exactly two months and twelve days ago. And of course it was the one time you guys didn’t use a condom. You were so wrapped up in your antics that you didn’t even think about using one.

You were jerked out of your thoughts as you realized you were at the Blue and Gold’s door. You took a deep breath before opening the door and walking in. Jughead was learning against the table, looking at his murder board.

“Hey, Juggie.” you said.

“Mm,” he said as acknowledged you, his eyes never tearing away from the murder board.

“What are you doing here? Don’t you have English this period?” he asked.

You shrugged.

“We had a sub. She let us go.”

Jughead nodded.

You swallowed the lump in your throat.

“Jughead, I need to talk to you.” you blurted out.

Smooth.

Jughead turned his gaze to you at your tone and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Yeah, of course,” he said. “You okay, Y/N?”

You shook your head and he got up.

“I, um,” you cleared your throat. “I’m pregnant, Juggie.”

You saw his face drain of color in record time, his eyes widening. He was silent, unable to formulate words.

“A-Are you sure? Did you take a test?” he croaked out.

You nodded slowly, turning your backpack around, unzipping the front pocket. You pulled out the positive pregnancy test from earlier, handing it to him. Jughead took it with shaky hands, looking at the two lines. Jughead was silent again as he looked at the test. After a few minutes of only the clock ticking behind you to fill the silence, you decided to say something.

“I-I understand if you don’t want to be involved. I just—”

“Why wouldn’t I be involved?” Jughead cut in, looking up at you.

You sighed.

“You have such a bright future as a writer ahead of you, Jug. This baby’ll hold you back.” you mumbled.

Jughead scoffed.

“And what about you?” he asked, stepping closer to you. “Your career? Your life?”

He put the test on the table next to you.

“I—”

“Y/N, I’m not leaving you to do this alone,” he said softly. “We’ll figure something out, okay? We always do.”

You sighed in relief and nodded. Jughead pulled you into a tight hug, resting his chin on your head.

“I love you, Jughead.” you said quietly.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Send me feedback!

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I miss her Part [5/...]

Originally posted by nicelilmoment

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Words: 543
Warning: none.

Summary: Bucky and [Y/N] found themselves in the 21st century, the only problem - [Y/N] doesn’t know that Bucky is still alive and that he tries to find a way to get back into her life.

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I’m sorry that it become so short but I’m really busy and I wanted to post a chapter today so here it is!


The room fell into complete silence as Bucky stood still in the middle of the room while [Y/N] still sat on the mattress which was laid out in front of the window almost next to the front door.

Maybe he could just pretend that he didn’t know her but the way Bucky looked at [Y/N] gave too much away. There was no way he couldn’t remember her.


Bucky loved [Y/N] since 1939. Since that day when she walked right into him in Coney Island while he was there with another girl. [Y/N] never left his head until Hydra took him away from his best friend and his beloved girlfriend. That was the first time that Bucky forgot [Y/N] and he hated himself for these years of not remembering her.


“I see, you still remember something“ [Y/N] spoke up again and watched Bucky as he sat down the bag of his plums and turned towards her while she picked up the little notebook. It used to lay right next to Bucky on his mattress. If he had bad dreams, he would read some of his old memories or stare at the pictures of Steve and [Y/N], which he glued to the pages, for hours.

Some of the pages of his little notebook were full of [Y/N]. It melted her heart when she discovered it a few minutes ago before he came back.

’‘You remembered me…why didn’t you come?” she finally stood up and looked into this deep blue eyes for which she had searched for, for too many years.

But then Bucky said something. For the first time after so many years, [Y/N] heard him speak again even if it was nothing more than a whisper “I was afraid…”

“Of what?” [Y/N] tried to find the answer in his eyes but found nothing as Bucky lowered his gaze down to the floor and sighed “I was afraid that you moved on and I thought you don’t want to love the mess that I’ve become. James Barnes…doesn’t exist anymore…and I don’t know if he will ever come back. It’s just…me”

“But I see him right in front of me” she smiled softly and came a few steps closer before he shrinked away like he didn’t want to feel her touch again. Bucky immediately regretted it the moment he saw the hurt in [Y/N]’s eyes.

“I’m sorry…maybe it was a bad idea to look for you. I’ll go and leave you alone” [Y/N] took her bag from the ground and went for the front door, still hoping that he would stop her from leaving.

Before she could reach the handle of the door knob, she felt Bucky’s hand on her upper arm “Please, don’t leave me…not again”

[Y/N] turned around and faced him where he was standing right in front of her. Their faces were only inches away from each other as Bucky looked into her bright [y/e/c] eyes.

For so many years, he wished to be with her. Look into her eyes and tell her how much she meant to him. And now [Y/N] was standing right in front of her and Bucky didn’t know what to say.

So he just did what came into his mind. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips.


In the end, thank you for all the cute messages that you send me through the comments and private messages that I should continue with the story! Love you! <3

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anonymous asked:

How does Nina make you feel?

The first hello exchanged between us had me nervous but confident. My voice was shaky and I was upset that day. Throughout the days spent talking to her almost everyday on FaceTime I grew to not be nervous but to feel motivated and happiness. A connection between us flourished and talking to her felt so easy, words poured out of my mouth like a river after a storm. It was easy with her. It still is. I began to love her and I knew she loved me back. Falling in love with a girl who loves you back could not be described. I could write a novel about it and not fully comprehend how being mutually in love feels. She makes me feel like I have a home and a someone who’s always looking out for me. I have a soul mate that I can always count on and who I imagine spending forever with. She smiles and my whole body tenses and as cheesy as this sounds my heart skips a beat. Her smile brings out the best in me. She makes me feel important and worth something more than I may feel on off days. I could keep going but I think you guys get an understanding that this girl makes me feel beautiful, inside & out.

anonymous asked:

i think that camren was real, because we've all seen how they were starring at each other, how they touched each other, all the indirects and stuff. i think lauren was just stressed and everything is so overwhelming rn and i think she got anxious and panicked and she probably didn't thought about tweeting to much, we shouldn't be mad at her because i understand her completely, and i no i don't hate camren shippers, i'm still one too. love only and respect each other and thank you 4 being here❤☺️

anonymous asked:

Had a wild thought: would a more developed Harukawa have made a better protagonist to replace Akamatsu? Her character was said to have people gravitate towards her, so I could see people looking to her as a supportive leader (whilst removing her Assasain talent altogether, along with ham-fisted Momota romance) Like a tough love sort of character who has to tolerate the group and genuinely helps despite herself. But she could still be cautious And have enough perception of who could be a culprit.

This is a really interesting thought, anon! It’s fun to wonder about if Maki had actually been a protagonist sort of figure—I know people definitely wondered about it when promotional art was first released. While Momota was mostly taken to be a “joke character” at first because of his design, most of the speculation was between wondering whether Kiibo or Maki would be the next protagonist.

Of course, then the information about Kaede came in later on and people revised their opinions. But it’s kind of interesting in hindsight that both Kiibo and Maki get “protagonist moments” of their own in Chapter 6, at the very least (and Momota meanwhile was a character who constantly called himself the protagonist, even though he’s more of a deuteragonist).

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astrcnette  asked:

Please post Mr Tumnus content so I can drown my blog in him and live up to my url xx Isa aka tumnusses 💙💙💙

OH MY GOSH YESSSSSSS

I freaking love Mr Tumnus actually, and I wish the fandom talked more about this character because goshhhhhhhhh

I really like him cause, even if he did mistakes (like I dunno, TRYING TO KIDNAP A CHILD) (bad goatie) he redeemed himself and tried his best to be a better person, and I’M SO PROUD OF HIM ALL RIGHT.

So time for random headcanons shall we

  • he loves knitting
  • problem: he’s really bad at it so all his scarves and beanies and socks always look strange and weird
  • but honestly, Lucy doesn’t care at all and she totally wear them all the time, even if it’s not winter
  • Susan likes these too actually
  • they’re still super ugly and clumsy but she always wears the little beanie he knitted for her years ago when she goes for a walk in the wood in winter
  • the four Pevensies all befriended him and they actually enjoy having a quiet tea-time with him (it reminds them of England) after royal meetings about Narnian politics
  • with time and age, he broadened the teas and infusions he have, always curious about new beverages
  • he’s seasick everytime he gets on a boat and his face turns green in like what? ten seconds?
  • firm groun is better for fauns uh
  • most of the fauns are good dancers; not him
  • his second name is Clumsy okay
  • he never got married
  • despite Lucy’s attempts to find the perfect partner for him
  • (I totally headcanon him as asexual okay)
  • and since C.S. Lewis never said his name, I headcanon him with the name Cornibus (latine for horns)
  • Lucy always call him Corn when she’s using his forename
  • Ed calls him Cornie when he is with Peter but he’ll never dare to call him like this in front of the faun
  • they respect him very much
  • when they left the country, he and Philip the horse came back to the Lamp Post
  • and they waited
  • and waited
  • and nothing happened
  • Philip finally choose to go back to Cair Paravel, accepting with a lot of pain the fact that they were gone
  • he didn’t
  • and he waited more
  • he stood by the Lamp Post everyday, waiting to spot Lucy’s smile again
  • always keeping hope that one day they’ll return
  • they did, but he was dead a long time ago when the Pevensies saw Narnia again

amoretheiwa  asked:

If you still have requests open for your mini-celebration, I'd love something with the prompt "What's so special about his/her/them?" With either Kirk or Bones. You're amazing BTW

Aw, thanks! I hope I’ve interpreted your request properly.

You’d just received a commendation for bravery, and you overheard the new nurse sitting beside Bones mutter “What so special about this one, anyhow?”

Bones stood up, and escorted her out of the ceremony, a storm on his face.

After, it was reported that he had explained exactly why you were so goddamn special, and you should try to be a little more like the Lieutenant, too, while we’re at it. After all:

  • There was the time that half the crew went down with a gastro bug and you’d synthesized a cure from an old earth drug that wasn’t even in common use anymore.
  • The time that Jim tore a chunk out of his inner thigh on an away mission, and you’d managed to bandage him up using a half empty med kit and part of your uniform. A bandage that managed to save Jim’s life, he might add.
  • The time that you realized your hand-to-hand combat skills sucked, so you recruited Hendorff to work with you in private until you were able to hold your own in a fair fight. No more helpless angel of mercy.
  • There was the time that you figured out how to make coffee, even though the replicators were down. You should have got a service star for that but the brass refused.
  • One time, an engineering red shirt came into the MedBay with his arm mangled beyond repair. It was one of the worst injuries Bones had ever seen, and you just worked through the gore and mess, reassuring the young ensign that everything was going to be okay now that he was in Doctor McCoy’s legendary hands. Bones had found you crying and retching into a kidney basin after, but you’d never lost your cool in front of the patient.
  • You knew alien anatomy so well that when Spock’s colour changed because he was coming close to Pon Farr, you recognized the symptoms almost at the same time Spock did, and were able to help him to get the care he needed.
  • You never forgot a birthday or special occasion, including remembering when your fellow crewmates might need gentler handling due to bad anniversaries. The crew trusted you implicitly.
  • And of course, the reason you were being honoured that day with a commendation for bravery: you’d stepped into the line of fire on an away mission, putting yourself between a group of children and the adults determined to murder them.
  • And finally: “Lt. Y/L/N is a better nurse than you are. You’d be wise to seek out her knowledge and learn from her.”

anonymous asked:

You haven't been in the fandom long but you seem to think you are something a bit special don't you sweetie? Stop posting your crappy art and fan fic because no one cares.

Well damn anon that really hurts. You do of course realise you are targeting a woman who gets a rich variety of imaginative insults thrown in to her face by drunken yobs every single working day and who STILL sleeps like a baby every night? A woman who has a finely honed sense of worth and who loves herself from the top of her head to the itty bitty tips of her toesie wosies? So yes, I do think I am something a bit special and thanks for noticing. As for the art and fic and shit - clearly someone cares enough to come to an inbox and make a point of mentioning it. Oh I’m sorry, that would be you. 😍 Thanks for caring.
Now off you trot. Go get some help because I am worried about you. 😢

I was the one who had it all
I was the master of my fate
I never needed anybody in my life
I learned the truth too late

I can never shake away the pain
I’ll close my eyes but she’s still there
I let her steal into my melancholy heart
It’s more than I can bear

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she runs away
She’ll still torment me, calm me
hurt me, move me, come what may

Wasting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in
And be with me for Evermore

I rage against the trials of love
I curse the fading of the light
Though she’s already flown so far beyond my reach, she’s never out of sight

Now I know she’ll never leave me
Even as she fades from view
She will still inspire me
Be a part of everything I do

Waisting in my lonely tower
Waiting by an open door
I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in
And as the long long nights begin
I’ll think of all what might have been
Waiting here for Evermore!

—  Evermore, Dan Stevens

anonymous asked:

I will never understand why some people want season 1 Emma back saying she was badass 😒 Makes me sad to read that only cause she fell in love.

season 1 emma was badass. so is season 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. she’s always been badass. falling in love never changed that. it actually made her so much stronger. a woman can be strong and still be in love with someone that is not half your crackship. it doesn’t mean she’s weak.