but no one ever says bless you.

I had no problem with the 5H fandom, but they've fallen out of line.

It really hurts me that people targeted Ashton and the boys… But it was mostly Ashton. I mean, nobody should target anyone but Ashton is the sweetest little muffin ever. He really cares about the girls and boys who harm themselves, AND the ones who don’t. Ashton is one of the most wonderful flowers of a human being that there ever was. For people to badmouth him shows that they have no respect or class and says wonders about them. Ashton doesn’t deserve this. Nobody deserves this. He always does everything he can for everyone, and anyone. 5th harmony need to set their fans straight. 5sos are (obviously) not flops, Mikey is NOT ugly, And whoever you are, if you are hating on Ashton, or anyone, I hope one day you realize the fault in your ways and you change your bad attitude. Bless your hearts.

anonymous asked:

Freewood where the vagabond is new to the crew and they're still all borderline terrified of him except Gavin, bloody Gavin who won't leave him alone, is all over him chattering all the time, and maybe he's an idiot but he's *their* idiot and no one gets to murder him except of course it turns out Ryan gets giant heart eyes and this is the story of how the crew stopped being scared of the mad mercenary and started questioning how someone can be so scary but also a whipped mushy romantic

(LITERALLY MY FAVE TROPE FOR FAHC EVER OKAY BLESS YOU ANON)

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You’re my crutch , my shield and anchor. I am extremely grateful to be a reflection of you. You are the epitome of what a man should be and I pray that one day I can be as lucky as mom to find someone like you. I’m appreciative of absolutely everything you’ve sacrificed. You have never failed me nor will you ever. I’m blessed that I was specifically chosen for you. you’re my heart. I’m always certain that when mom says no you’ll say yes . . keep doing that YOU A REAL ONE ❤️ I love you papa HAPPY BIRTHDAY! by normanikordei

I always wanted to work a job where I got to travel and see places and it’s the most amazing thing ever, but I must say the one downside is just being in your own bed. Hotels get so over-rated and there’s nothing like waking up in your own environment, with your person and your dog and all the things you love the most. Nonetheless I’m blessed and today I’m realizing just how thankful I am for this amazing life.

anonymous asked:

Hello. I am a 16 yr old trans guy seriously considering committing suicide tonight. I just wanted to say that you're the one who's gotten me this far, and you have been a blessing to me. Thank you for everything, and sharing your life with us all. If I don't ever see your blog again, I just want you to know that even as a stranger to you, you are incredible. Thank you. -F

(suicide tw)

Hey man.

I’m sad to hear that you’re in such a scary place tonight. I’ve been there myself. At 16 I decided to finally go get help and to stop living so alone.

I know tonight is rough. I know that life is rough. And I know that tomorrow a lot of the problems that have gotten you to this point will still exist.

But it is a good journey, little brother. It is so worth it. Life is so much more beautiful and cool than I ever expected. And I want you to experience that with me. To experience the joys that come with the struggling.

It took a lot of nights like you’re having tonight for me to get to this point. You aren’t alone, no matter how far away you feel right now.

Hoping for the best for you tonight.
I love you forever. No matter what.

girl meets creativity was amazing. zay is also my favorite (not just bc of the very obvious lucaya comments - bless his heart) but mainly for the fact that he adds so much personality to the core 4. and it’s so beautiful to know that maya is now very aware that her friends support one of her greatest passions. ALSO middle school kids making a difference? extremely important, especially since it shows young people that in order for change, they must say something - anything, because with every concern there is always at least one (older) person who is bound to have the same level of interest and determination as you.

riley was THE BEST SHE’S EVER BEEN TBH SHE WAS A PRECIOUS CUPCAKE IN THE EPISODE. can we also acknowledge rowan’s acting though bc she’s always so on point with her comedic timing; her expressions are so natural!! 

i’m still feeling a little bit weird about farkle 2.0 though. he doesn’t have as much energy/enthusiasm as before & it makes me sad. he’s obviously trying to figure himself out which is fabulous but at the same time i really miss “farkle”. don’t fuck him up writers!!!! please!!! but this could also be a good opportunity to explore farkle’s growth and show change as well. idk. still iffy.

When It Rains, It Pours

definitely uploaded this last night but something went horribly wrong with the word spacing.  I’ve been on a bit of a posting spree lately. Hope you guys don’t hate that! Have to admit I’m not sure how I feel about this one. As always, ask box is open for prompts!

It had been a particularly slow day, which is always saying something in the field of medicine. Quiet is never good, quiet means something bad is looming. 

She had finished her surgeries for the day; her shift was about to end when she got the page. 

Arizona Robbins. 911.

Robbins hardly ever paged her, their fields luckily hardly ever having to interact, which in itself was a blessing. Kids or babies with any sort of neuro-related anything was just sometimes too much for one’s heart to handle. Even a seasonally trained doctor.

She quickly bounded down the stairs towards the ER and looked for the petite blonde. She found her outside of a curtained bed, nervously pacing.

“Hey, you paged?”

Arizona’s eyes shot up as she noticed her presence and immediately nodded.

“Yeah I need a consult.”

“Okay, yeah sure, no problem.” 

She started to walk towards the curtain when she felt Arizona grab her arm. 

“I need you to tell me that I’m wrong. That I’m imagining things and that it’s not what I think it is.”

She felt her throat dry up a little at Robbins’s behavior. She was a good surgeon, a great one. For her to be this freaked out over something, it definitely couldn’t be anything remotely uncomplicated or by the books.

She nodded at her as Arizona pulled the curtain and she was met with the stares of a couple. A husband and wife she presumed, the husband, clearly just having just been cleared by Ortho, had his arm in a sling and his clothing looked somewhat messy, like there had been an accident.

The woman lay in the bed; her hand gripping the man’s as she lay with her shirt rolled up, having obviously had one ultrasound already. Had to be somewhere between 20-25 weeks pregnant. She didn’t look as rough for the wear as the man did. She looked like she had escaped the brunt of whatever had happened to them. 

“Kylie, Richard- This is Doctor Shepherd. She’s going to take a quick look at the ultrasound.”

“But I’ve already had two since we’ve gotten here.” the woman interrupted. “Is there a reason we’re doing a third?”

Arizona clearly thrown by the question looked at Amelia, who smiled reassuringly at the couple.

“We just like to be really thorough at this hospital.”

She looked at the monitor as Arizona squeezed gel against the woman’s abdomen and moved the wand against it. Her eyes remained fixed on the screen as she continued to move it around, the grainy image eventually picking up the outline of a baby. 

She continued to watch as Arizona moved the wand up, her eyes subtly glancing to Amelia that this was why she was here and Amelia stared intensely at the screen for a moment until she realized what she was looking at. Why she had been called. 

She felt like she had the wind knocked out of her. Like when you were a kid in gym class and a dodge ball got thrown the wrong way and went hurtling into your stomach, leaving you gasping for air. She had so often been told that her facial expressions often gave away what she was feeling. She really prayed that in this moment she wasn’t conveying on her face what she was feeling. She felt herself almost robotically; nodding her head at Arizona who immediately pulled the wand away.

“So we can go now?” questioned Kylie, as Arizona handed her a cloth to wipe away the excess gel.

“Yes, you can go. Just hang on for a few minutes so  I can get your discharge paperwork.” Robbins said with as fake of a smile as she could muster up.

Arizona she pushed the machine out of the way before nudging Amelia out of the small space, closing the curtain quickly behind her. She swiftly walked away, Amelia trying to keep up with her as they walked out of earshot towards the main desk.

“It’s what I thought it was. Isn’t it?” Arizona asked in a somber tone

Amelia nodded, as Arizona sighed, before ripping off her gloves and depositing them in the trash bin.

“It’s just so… crazy to me. I mean I of course know this exists, I think Herman had a case like this once, but I’ve never actually seen this. I mean how am I supposed to tell these perfectly happy parents that their child is going to be born without a brain? You’ll sit down with me, right? Can you try to help me explain this to them?”

Amelia felt like the floors were going to give out, that she was going to drop and spiral into a black hole and that would be it. Poof. She’d be gone. This had to be some type of alternate universe. No normal universe would make her relive the pain of something like this. She could feel her stomach turn, an acidic feeling coating her throat as she managed to mumble something incoherent to Arizona before taking off down the corridor.

She felt herself running, as she ran past the lobby, nearly plowing into a group of interns on a coffee run. She felt herself moving down a fairly vacant hallway as fast as her feet would move. She yanked open the first supply closet door she saw, quickly shutting it behind her, as she leaned against the door. She was alone now. Alone with her thoughts, alone her demons, with nothing and no one to stop her.

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He had seen her practically plow down a group of interns as he was paying for the two cups of coffee. He knew her shift was about to end and was going to offer her the other cup, something he’d done before that usually made her smile.

Though as he saw her fly by, looking almost in a trance, he knew this wasn’t something coffee was going to fix. He quickly handed money to the barista and followed her, hot on her tail. Somewhere along the way he had ran past Callie, who had to tried to grab his attention, he had handed her the cups of coffee and kept trailing Amelia. He watched her duck into a supply room closet and he stood for a moment at the end of the hallway before moving towards the closet.

He opened the door, closing it behind him, making sure it was locked before turning to face her. He watched her anxiously pacing the room, he wasn’t even sure she had seen him.

“Hey.”

She glanced up at the sound of his voice as she continued to pace the room. She kept pushing her hair out of her face and had ripped off her lab coat seconds prior.

“Are you okay?”

He wasn’t sure what had possessed him to even ask the question. Clearly she wasn’t okay. She stopped pacing for a second and met his nervous look. This was still new to them, both their newly defined relationship and feeling their emotions instead of running from them.

“I feel like I’m going to be sick.” she admitted as she pinched the bridge of her nose, her heart feeling like it was going to beat itself out of her chest.

“Do you want me to take you home? I can see if Kepner can cover for me? “ He offered.

She shook her head, slowly, willing herself to calm down, for the room to stop spinning. To be anywhere but here right now.

“Okay. Do you want a cold compress? Can I get you something?”

She felt herself go back to that horrendously decorated labor and delivery room. She was somewhere near the bed, her right hand white knuckling her IV pole. Her body hunched over in pain. Someone, she couldn’t recall, maybe Jake, had asked her if she wanted a cold compress at some point during her hours of labor.

Cold compress. Her baby. Her son. Her dead son. And suddenly all she could hear was the squeaking noise he had made. He hadn’t cried, he’d squeaked. And suddenly she realized where she was again, in a dark supply room, with this man that loved her. He was staring at her, his blue eyes filled with obvious concern. Suddenly this guttural sob ripped from her body that she couldn’t bother to control. 

She felt his arms around within seconds of the hideous sound that had escaped her; her head was pressed against his chest. He wasn’t questioning her; he was just holding her, trying to shield her from the pain she was feeling. She could feel her ragged breaths, coming nearly on top of each other; she felt his lips against her sweaty temple trying to soothe her. Her arms were practically pinching his scrubs, trying to get herself as physically close to him as she could.

“I don’t… I can’t… I” she sputtered out.

“Okay. It’s okay. I’ve got you now. Everything’s going to be okay.” he murmured against her hair, as he felt her body practically convulsing with sobs.

He wasn’t sure how long they stood there before her sobs turned into slow, breathy tears, that he knew she was doing her best to control for his benefit. He had begun to twirl his fingers in her dark locks, in a way he hoped was soothing. She pulled back, his hand moving to rest against her cheek, as her glassy eyes met his.

“Arizona has a patient whose baby is anencephalic.” she said nearly inaudibly.

He felt his heart break for her. 

“Amelia.”

“I thought I would be okay.” she said hoarsely as she felt his thumb wiping at the remaining wetness on her skin. “But I’m not okay.”

“I know.” 

“And I don’t want do this. I don’t want to be the one to tell them.”

“I know.”

“But I have to.”

He nodded sadly as she let out a sigh, moving to rest her forehead against his shoulder. She stayed in that position for a few moments before pulling back and wiping under her eyes, trying to clean herself up. She stepped back out of his embrace, reaching for her lab coat that she had deposited on the floor. She shrugged it on and then brushed her hair back behind her ears. She went to move towards the door, before she turned around and looked back at him.

“Could you…. Could you be there when I’m done?” she asked.

He looked at her, almost unsure of how to respond, so he moved towards her. He intertwined his hand with hers. He knew how much it had taken for her to even ask that. She was Amelia Shepherd. She tried to be invincible, and he had to admit she often did a pretty good job at it. But to know she wanted him there, that he was maybe needed a little bit, could have broken and made his heart swell all at the same time. He leaned forward pressing a kiss against her cheek, her eyes closing at the gesture.

“I’ll be there.”

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It hadn’t been his fault; there had been a small accident on the freeway, pulling him away from his spot outside the conference room. She knew he had been there for as long as possible. She also knew it probably killed him a little bit to have to leave. 

After having met with Arizona and the couple, her shift had ended and she had gone back to the trailer. She had showered, putting on one of his old shirts and crawled into bed, the feeling of the cool blankets around her soothing enough to put her into a deep sleep. She had just shut her eyes when she heard the fumbling of the door open. 

She lay still as he walked into the dark trailer, creeping towards the bed and then towards her side upon seeing her awake, eyes open. He dropped down, crouching a bit, as she looked up to see him there, his hand pushing a piece of wet hair out of her eyes.

“Hey.” 

“Hi.” she softly answered, her body tingling slightly at the contact, his hand remaining tangled in her hair. “The accident?” 

“Kepner’s got it covered.”

She smiled sleepily at him. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I did though.” he said as he leaned forward kissing her nose.

He pulled away, slipping off his jacket and then his street clothes, before changing into a pair of sweats and climbing into bed beside her. She immediately moved closer, snuggling against him, his chin resting against the top of her head.

“How’d it…” he stopped himself from going farther with the question

He knew it was an unimaginably painful circumstance for her. If she didn’t want to talk about it, he wasn’t going to force her to.

“It went about as well as possible. They were completely devastated. But… now they know and they can try to prepare for it. They’re going to discuss their options with Arizona.”

He nodded, before pressing another kiss against her forehead, Amelia letting out a sigh as he did. His grip tightened on her waist, as she placed her hands over his. She craned her neck a little so she was looking at him while still warm and safe in his embrace.

“Thanks for being there today.”

“I’m always going to be there.” he answered, not missing a beat.

And she believed him.

Hey taylor:) so I’m not sure if you’ll see this or not but I just wanted to tell you a few things. I have so much to say but I don’t know how to put it all into words. I’m just so grateful to have you in my life. I’m blessed to be able to call you my friend and the fact that over the past 7 years I’ve had the pleasure to grow up with you and now you follow me on tumblr and liked a photo of mine on Instagram back in March I never thought I would be able to say ever. I really really hope one day we can meet so I can tell you thank you in person for being that person for me. That person who makes my cloudy days sunshine and for making music that means something. Just thank you for taking your time out for all of us and thank you thank you thank you for being my friend. I love you so much. And I hope one day soon I can say thank you person. I’ll never be able to thank you enough. You’ll never know how much it means to me. Ok I’m gonna stop because I’m rambling LOL I love you. Love, Megan xoxoxo 😘

anonymous asked:

for the ask game- #1 and seblaine pretty please

[1 – Everything that you say comes true (Curse or Blessing)]

Title: Prove It

“Come again?” Sebastian asks from across the circle, one eyebrow quirked ever-so-slightly. He shifts on the spot a little in an attempt to make himself more comfortable, because he figures Sam’s story (which is clearly utter bullshit) is going to be a long one, and there’s only so long that you can sit on a stone floor in your best friend’s basement without your ass becoming entirely numb. Seriously, Blaine, invest in cushions.

“I’m telling you, dude. It’s been happening all day.” Sam says, his arms clasped around his legs as he sits with his knees to his chest. “It’s spooky. As soon as I say something is happening, it comes true.”

The rest of the circle is entirely silent, but Sam doesn’t elaborate. Blaine – sitting with his legs crossed into a basket in his usual spot on Sebastian’s right hand side – narrows his gaze at Sam, lips pressed tightly together and eyebrows crinkling his forehead in concern. Sebastian resists the urge to let a laugh bubble to the surface, because he can tell that Blaine is internally debating with himself as to whether to question Sam further or call in professionals so that they can drag him to the nearest asylum.

“Prove it,” Hunter pipes up, a deviant smirk on his face, and Sebastian shoots him a glare that he hopes screams don’t encourage him, but Hunter just grins and wags his eyebrows in reply, before turning back to Sam. “Make me do something.”

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For those of you who don’t know Demetrius surprised me at the airport with two tickets to NYC for my birthday. All I can say is wow. You’re really such an amazing guy and I’m so blessed to be your girlfriend. Thank you so much for making it the best trip I’ve ever been on and doing so many exciting things with me. We made so many great memories together this past week. Material things are cool and all but the best thing you can give a person is experiences. And you really know me better than anyone so you did ya thang with this one! Lol I love you so so soooo much 💕 u da best bae ✨ #nanking #forjust10dollars #AC #uber #ontheblockwitit

Tauriel’s Sermon on the River Bank (26/34)

If you give your boss a suggestion, and your boss opts for another course of action, it’s not because your boss isn’t listening to you, it’s because that other course of action was preferable in that situation. 

And if your boss doesn’t follow one of your suggestions, it doesn’t mean that he’s an unreasonable asshole who’s never going to listen–it means that one of your suggestions wasn’t that good, for whatever reason (maybe it was bad, maybe it just wasn’t the best).

If you think every single idea you have is the greatest thing ever to bless anyone’s ears, and that the only possible reason your boss–who is older and ten times more experienced than you–doesn’t do what you say is because he’s an intransigent egoist, then you really need to look in the mirror. And should not be anywhere near a position of influence.

Because if you think you know best in all circumstances always, chances are, you’re not going to listen to anyone else.

And you think the boss should obey you.

Let’s repeat that one: *You* think your boss should obey *you*.

(Sidenote: if the narration conspires to make it look like the ingenue is the wisest, more moral, most clear-sighted of anybody, that’s just plain bad writing.)

Ultraviolence sentence starters
  • "Share my body and my mind with you, that's all over now."
  • "You're so famous now."
  • "I'm finally happy now that you're gone."
  • "Everybody knows that I'm the best, I'm crazy."
  • "I'm a sad girl, I'm a bad girl, I'm a bad girl."
  • You've got the music in you, don't you?"
  • "I guess that no one ever really made me feel that much."
  • "I was filled with poison, but blessed with beauty and rage."
  • "Loving him was never enough."
  • "We could go back to New York."
  • "Loving you was really hard."
  • "I will do anything for you, babe."
  • "They say I'm too young to love you."
  • "I think I'm too cool to know ya."
  • "If you don't get it, then forget it so I don't have to fucking explain it."
  • "Yeah my boyfriend's pretty cool, but he's not as cool as me."
  • "But I can't fix him, can't make him better."
  • "I can't break through your world."
  • "Your heart is unbreakable."
  • "The other woman will never have his love to keep."
  • "Those summer nights seem long ago."
  • "If you call for me you, know I'll run. I'll run to you."
  • "Yet still inside, I felt alone."
  • "I fucked my way up to the top."
  • "This is my show."
  • "Lay me down tonight in my diamonds and pearls."
  • "Tell me something like I'm your favorite girl."
  • "I want money and all your power, all your glory."
  • "I'm gonna take you/them for all that you/they got."
  • "Am I that girl that you dream of?"
  • "You make me feel like your whole world."
  • "I'll wait for you, babe. It's all I do, babe."
  • "You don't come through, babe, you never do."
  • "All those special times I spent with you, my love, they don't mean shit compared to all your drugs."
  • "Don't say you need me when you leave and you leave again."
  • "You didn't want me all the time, but you were worth it anyway."
  • "I wasn't the marryin' kind, I should've done it anyway."
  • "You got game, boy."
  • "Come on down to Florida, I got somethin' for ya."
  • "You believe me, don't you, baby?"
  • "Are you gonna hurt me now or are you gonna hurt me later?"
  • "Are you gonna tell me now? Are you gonna tell me later?"
  • "So you think you're in charge?"
  • "Life is beautiful but you don't have a clue."
  • "You have no room for light, love is lost on you."
  • "Darling, you can't let everything seem so dark blue."
  • "What can I do to turn you on or get through to you?"
  • "Writing all of my songs about my cheap thrills."
  • "You're a hard man to love and I'm a hard woman to keep track of."
  • "I think you're fucking crazy as the day's long."
  • "I love you, but you drive me so far."

anonymous asked:

Hi! God wants you to know that He loves you very much and truly cares for you! He says that you have a gift with your writing. He says you reach people in ways with your poetry that you don't even know or think about. He says people won't get you sometimes and people might leave you because of it. He says it is because of Him not you. Don't stop having faith in Him and praying to Him because He's got you, He loves you so much. He hears your prayers, cries, concerns, He really does. God Bless :)

This is probably one of those messages that are sent to a bunch of users but idec this is the sweetest and cutest little reminder I’ve ever received. Saving it on here forever. Thanks anon! You’re the bomb 😎

This is random but I feel like I should say it here.

I have a few friends.

Not a lot, but a decent amount. Enough that I can find myself having pleasant conversations about several topics.

Of course, I talk to some more than others, and I remain on good terms with some more often than others. But that’s besides the point.

The point is, every one of those people that I talk to are, in my mind, mental warriors. Easily the toughest people I’ve ever met.

And I don’t say it just to say it. I really mean it, from the bottom of my heart, these people are as tough, if not tougher, than any character you could name or any person in the world.

They’ve been through depression, suicidal thoughts, rape, abuse, family breakups, body positivity issues, broken homes, and so many other personal things

And I feel beyond blessed to have these people call me friends. I feel blessed to have people trust me with such a personal part of their lives.

And I just want the absolute best for each and every one of them. Even if I’m not involved in any way, shape or form, I just hope that one day, they can proudly say to themselves, and to the people around them, that they’ve overcome the things that once caused them pain. That what caused them pain in the past is no longer a source a grief for them and they can look back on it and not feel sad about it.

I know I might not be the best friend in the world, and I have more than my share of my flaws, but the people around me are the absolute best and I wouldn’t trade them for any single thing in the world. They’ve kept me afloat when I’ve needed their support and they’ve put up with me for as long as they have and that’s the best thing I could ever ask for.

Some of them are on tumblr, some aren’t. But either way, I just want to say a big THANK YOU to ALL of them. I love each and every one of them with all my heart. They give me strength when I need it and they sometimes rely on me for strength. And I can only hope that I have supported them the way they have supported me.

anonymous asked:

Simon is turned in City of Ashes and the main villain uses the Star of David against him at the end of the book, he also prays in Hebrew when he thinks he is going to die. His mother also carves either another Star or some Hebrew into the door to ward him off and when he is captured in the third book his cell is warded with other Jewish religious symbols versus a cross or whatever for other vampires. Simon is probably my fav character ever because I've never read another book w/Jewish characters

oh yeah!

the one weird thing i remember about that is that when he shows his mother he’s a vampire and she freaks out, she also prays in Hebrew, but she says “Baruch ata Hashem, shomea tefila” (she doesn’t say Hashem), which was really suspension-of-disbelief-breaking because that means “You, O G-d, are the source of blessing: You hear prayer”, and that particular prayer is only said halfway through the Amidah, an important prayer with eighteen blessings which you have to stand doing and has a fair amount of formal requirements. It would make so much more sense for her to be saying Tehillim (Psalms).

irrationalgame asked:

Oh my gooooooood the last chapter of Sittin' On a Fence aghhhhhhghhghh I just read it and now I'm dead, how can I go on without this fic in my life? What am I to do? Pray, tell me? It was literally perfect and the fic has been added to the hall of fame of greatest thommy fics ever. <3 thank you for blessing us with this fic

We will just have to hope the next one – of which I have hammered out about 30 pages of – manages to suffice. Though I doubt I could top this one, tbh. I’m super happy you liked the story though, and it means a lot to hear that you did. Especially that you think so highly of it. JFC, I don’t even know what to say except for a profuse thank yoooou!

anonymous asked:

I read that Lana first said something like no one has ever done something like that for Regina before. And that's when Eddy came in and was all yeah she doesn't like doing people so she's gonna help. Haha!! Bless Eddy. It does sound like they are saying Regina and Snow will be sharing lots of screen time (bless them again for reminding us of the relations between these two women). How do you think those two are going to deal with all of this together?

I don’t know, but I love it! Give me all the Snow Regina dynamic. I said the other day that I think the Snow Regina relationship is so much more interesting than Emma and Regina.  I’m sure Snow is going to be quite emotional, and as Ginny said, feeling like a failure, and I think it would be interesting to see Regina attempt to be there for her.  Both assisting her in what she needs to do to find Emma, but also emotionally. That would show a lot of growth for those two characters. If tension begins to form between Snow and Charming then I think it might be interesting for Snow to have a confidant in Regina. And vice versa since Regina is going to have her hands full with the Zelena / Robin situation. 

Dark Swan creates dynamics that are interesting for all the characters. I saw a note from the panel that Regina and Hook are going to disagree about how to proceed, most excellent! (I think off the bat this is going to be about Zelena and her usefulness.) But I would love to see them going toe to toe, Hook willing to do anything to get Emma back and Regina thinking more big picture and of consequences. 

Of course I want Captain Charming scenes. This new bromance with Arthur better not interfere with the old one. They’re both heartbroken, what better chance for bonding between those two men?

But, really, I wonder what this is going to do for Snow Charming.  Are they going to disagree about how to handle Dark Swan and Emma?  That would be very interesting to watch.  Color me intrigued.  

Just irritated

Anything at all that’s over used just annoys the heck out of me
Like the movie Frozen : I didn’t even ever watch it because the whole FRIKIN world wouldn’t shut up about it and then I finally watched it and I’m like that’s it ????? And it pisses me off people think it’s the only one that shows that you don’t need a prince to save you like helllooooo have you ever seen brother bear
Okay and the word blessed : oh my god every single person goes on and on about how their so blessed to have it to every single tiny little thing ever ! Like okay it’s great to appreciate things but let’s use the thesaurus here can you say your thankful sometimes to and not just the word blessed ugh

💜precious gems💜

I have the literal best people in my life. They’re my support, my fun, my joy, my excitement, my sanity, my happiness, and so much more.
I don’t think any of them realize how fucking golden they are or just how crucial they are to my existence.

They brought me to tears tonight.
Because even in my lowest hour they love me on full blast. And they don’t just say it. Nope, they genuinely care for me. they make sure I’m taken care of and have what I need, and even provide me extra little nuggets of blessings; their smile, their hugs, their kind words, dinner, a beer, some gas money… and offers to help me out.

I love them more than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything in my entire life.
And I want you all to find people as good and genuine and precious as the ones I’ve got.

And if you don’t have them just yet, please don’t get discouraged. Two years ago I had lost almost all hope in people. But in time the right ones found me:
ajirose
thegirlsariot
jesuismoberg