but please we are not blaming you

Help me pay my rent please :c

Hi everyone I’m back again with another post asking for money because nothing in my life goes right!

My rent is due today, and I need around £650 so that I can pay it. Send what you can to fgcopping@gmail.com please!

‘But Davie? You said you were going to be ok this month!?’ You’re sure dang right I did kiddo! I was hoping to get the deposit back from my old house which would have given me a whopping £1300 to live on, that’s almost 2 months of rent, However I did not get that money back, I got about £400 of it back, a little less, because they blamed us for some of the problems with the house (see this post here) even though they were in no way our fault, they refused to listen to reason, we could not fight them.

‘But you had £400? that’s more than half your rent’ Again sir you are correct, however we have had a large amount of bills this month charging us for the move, internet and phone bills being more than double what they usually are. On top of this I have had a HECKTON of vets bills in the past week, £300 of them in fact! Because my cat james has seriously messed up his eye and may go blind, we have more vets bills coming up for him so any spare money I have in the future will probably go towards that.

So, yeah, I need £650 towards my rent… which is actually due today.

Unfortunately I cannot say this time that this will be the last time I ask for money, coz I’m really not sure anymore. But please please can you help? Even a small amount would be so helpful. As I’ve said before if you need proof please contact me.

Again, my paypal is fgcopping@gmail.com I also have a ko.fi button on my blog if you’d prefer to help out that way. Thankyou so much!

Recognize the Armenian Genocide

On April 24, 1915, Ottoman Turkey began the annihilation of the Armenian people, killing 1.5 million Armenians, and creating the first genocide of the 20th century. Turkey has attempted to keep this genocide forgotten, however, the blood that runs in the veins of the descendants of the survivors has not allowed that to happen. While some countries have recognized it as a genocide, we still have struggled to obtain complete worldwide recognition. The Turkish government continues not to take blame for what their forefather have done. They deny any and all of those actions, despite the outstanding amount of evidence.

Tumblr, what I ask you today is to please reblog this to educate your followers, so that they may pass it on as well. Within this month, do something small. Maybe, post something on your social media having to do with the genocide, so that the people you know may be educated and pass the word on. If you are really wanting to get involved, there will be marches all over the world to get recognition. I know this is a website full of people who stand for activism. Please, help educate the world on this matter. It would mean a lot to me, who lost ancestors during that time, and other Armenians who share the same story. Thank you.

Teddy Remus Lupin

Teddy’s birth as seen by Lily, James and a very jealous Sirius


Sirius: I don’t like babies.

Lily: You almost died of happiness when you first held Harry. You even cried.

Sirius: *hissing* I did no such thing because I don’t like babies.

James: *grinning* Maybe it’s just this one baby Pads.

Sirius: Shut it, Prongs.

Lily: Another war baby, I hope his fate will be different.

James: It will be because this time the war will end, Lils.

Sirius: Tell me when it’s over.

James: You had begged to be there when Evans gave birth?

Sirius: I was young and stupid.

Lily: Aren’t you being a little bit too dramatic? You should be happy. It’s Remus for heaven’s sake.

Sirius: *sarcastically* I’m so happy that the love of my life is having a baby from my cousin’s daughter.

Lily: When you say it like that..

Sirius: *impatiently* Well, that’s how it is.

James: *excited* He is here and he looks like a handsome potato.

Lily: Oh this is weird.

Sirius: What is weird?

James: Let’s just say all those cousin marriages took it’s toll on your gene pool Pads.

Sirius: What the fuck are you talking about?

Lily: *quietly* He looks like you.

Sirius: You have got to be fucking kidding me.

James: Um, yeah, no.

Lily: Can I ask something? How will they know if he’s a werewolf or not?

Sirius: Full moon, there’s no other way to know. *pauses, stares at the baby* He really looks like me.

James: I think there’s another way.

Sirius: No, there i–

Lily: His hair is becoming ginger?

Sirius: *relieved* IS HE A METAMORPHMAGUS?

James: Apparently.

Sirius: It’s impossible to dislike him and I’m trying really hard.

Lily: Teddy.

Sirius: What?

Lily: His name is Teddy Remus.

James: *laughing* Oh, now that’s cheating. Harry James, Teddy Remus I mean, come on Moony.

Sirius: He always thought he couldn’t ever have a child because he wasn’t entitled to it being the monster he is. I tried to tell him maybe thousand times, look at his face.

Lily: You like Teddy, don’t you?

Sirius: Of course I like him, I love him even. Look at how Moony’s face lit up, I haven’t seen his eyes glow like that in years.

James: Now, he has a reason to survive.

Lily: Did Remus just apparate from the side of his new born baby and wife?

James: He did, where is he Pads?

Sirius: He’s at the Weasley cottage where Harry’s hiding.

James: He is scaring the living shit out of them.

Lily: *smiling* Ah, I missed excited Remus.

Remus hugs Harry.

James: *longingly* Hug him for us, too, Moony.

“You’ll be godfather?” he said as he released Harry. 

Lily: *starts crying* Merlin, Remus must you make me cry? 

James: *his hands in his hair* My son is the godfather of my best friend’s boy. I never knew I wanted this until this moment.

Sirius: *sadly* He will be a better godfather than I ever was.

James: Pads. we chose you. Me and Evans. We chose you because we knew you were perfect for it and you did everything you could.

Sirius: Yeah, I got myself locked up in Azkaban.

Lily: No one is blaming you for that, not us, not Harry.

James: Harry loved you even though you had two years together, you were his Paddy and he was your fawn. I wouldn’t have even dreamed of making another person the godfather of my first child.

Lily: *staring into distance* We were going to have enough kids for each one of you to become godfathers but you, you were the obvious first choice. You are James’ brother, please stop feeling guilty about this. 

James: *trying to cheer Sirius up* Let’s enjoy this moment mate, imagine how punk rock this kid would be.

Sirius: *softly smiling as he’s staring at his hands* Very.

Lily: Come on let’s just watch Remus before the dark times start again.

Sirius: Yeah, you are right. To Teddy Lupin then.

James & Lily: To Teddy Lupin.

more sentence starters !!

here’s another compilation of my fav sentence starters bc i love making these !!  feel free to add your own (◕‿◕✿)

FLUFF:

1. “Your hair is so soft..”
2. “It’s too cold! Come back!”
3. “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”
4. “C’mere, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working.”
5. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
6. Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.
7. What? does that feel good?
8. Just pretend to be my date.
9. He/She did it. No he/she did.
10. I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.
11. It’s not a double dat. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.
12. No no–it’s alright, come here.
13. I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.
14. Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.
15. If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars.
16. I think I might be falling in love with you.
17. Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day.
18. It’s not bad to cry. In fact, I think it makes a person stronger.
19. Mmm.. you’re warm.
20. You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this..
21. I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with..
22. No, you can’t get up! You’re my prisoner for today.
23. Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was really.
24. You know I’m/we’re always here for you, right?
25. Please talk to me about it.
26. You have something in you hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?
27.  I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..
28. I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn’t want to wake you.
29. I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.
30. I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.
31. Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy.. We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?
32. So I was driving past a pet store and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home..
33. Let’s just stay in bed.
34. We live together. You can’t blame this on anyone else.
35. I think I might be pregnant..
36. I want to try for a baby.
37. You would make the perfect father/mother.
38. Think about it. The little patter of children in our home.
39. I want to marry you.
40. I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It’ll save water.

ANGST:

41. You’re just not the same anymore..
42. It’s midnight! Where the hell were you?
43. What the hell is your problem?!
44. Why do you run away from your problems all the time?
45. You can’t keep it all inside, you know? Bottling it up won’t do any good.
46. Hey, I know you’re hurting.. but, you’re not alone, okay?
47. I hate you! I’m sorry it took me so damn long to realize that.
48. You lost your chance.
49. I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.
50. You can’t just lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset!
51. Calm down! You’re scaring me!
52. Don’t look at me like that.
53. Were you ever going to tell me?
54. I’m done trying to help you!
55. Sorry doesn’t fix everything.
56. You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.
57. It isn’t up for debate.
58. I don’t know what’s wrong, okay? I’m just… really tired.
59. I’m fine. Stop asking.
60. I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong, and don’t try lying to me.
61. I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine.
62. Pack you shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!
63. Is this how little you think of me?
64. I can’t do this anymore.. not with you.
65.Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!
66. You said you’d always be there for me… so how did this happened? Why weren’t you there?
67. Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?
68. I don’t need help! I just want the pain to stop!
69. We can be friends instead.
70. I tried to move on, but nobody is you.
71. Do I look like I’ve moved on?
72. I don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?
73. Can I at least buy you a coffee? For old times sake.
74. I can’t take the loneliness anymore.
75. What are you talking about? You’re married!
76. I feels like everyone just forgot I exist.
77. Maybe I’m meant to be alone.
78. I gave you your chance, and you just used it to stab me in the back.
79. I’ve been alone for so long..
80. But you promised..

SMUT:

81. I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.
82. I want you. Right here. Right now.
83. I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.
84. It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.
85. It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?
86. Oh don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.
87.They always make shower sex sounds so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.
88. Did you just… finish?
89. Tell me what you want.
90.Get on your knees. Now.
91.Your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like..
92. I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked.
93. Move your hands to the side. I want to hear you.
94. You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered.
95. How bad do you want me?
96. Do you know how bad I want you?
97. I’ve been thinking about this all night.98. Don’t cover your face. I want to see you.
99. Come sit in my lap.
100. You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.

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A Proposal on Stim Toys

I propose that we try to change how we refer to stim toys, by calling them stim or fidget TOOLS instead. NTs are treating them like toys, and in a way who can blame them, since toy is in the actual name? (Of course that isn’t to say that the drama around fidgets is our fault for referring to them this way, it absolutely is not.)

By calling them stim/fidget tools, it changes the meaning. They can no longer say “But it’s a fidget TOY so it’s just a toy!! You don’t /need/ a /toy/.” because we all know it’s more than a toy, it’s a tool for regulating and expressing our emotions, so why not refer to them as such?

Please reblog this and/or reply with your thoughts on this!! NTs can reblog to boost but not to add commentary

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Prompt List #1 ♛ Imagines

  1. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”
  2. “Please don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry”
  3. “Stay with me”
  4. “Walk out that door and we’re through”
  5. “Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything”
  6. “I can’t breathe”
  7. “I hate how much I love you”
  8. “Why are you so jealous?”
  9. “Where do you think you’re going”
  10. “Just leave me alone”
  11. “I need some time”
  12. “Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself”
  13. “You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!”
  14. “Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.”
  15. “Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.”
  16. “Just talk to me”
  17. “Bite me”
  18. “If you insist”
  19. “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”
  20. “I think you’re just afraid to be happy”
  21. “Why are you so nice to me”
  22. “Choose me”
  23. “We’ll get through this, I promise”
  24. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”
  25. “You’re mine. I don’t share”
  26. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
  27. “If we get caught I’m blaming you”
  28. “Make me”
  29. “Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now”
  30. “I think I forgot how to breath”
  31. “Stop biting that fucking lip!”
  32. “You’re blushing”
  33. “I missed something didn’t I?”
  34. “You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”
  35. “Well this is awkward”
  36. “Is that my shirt?”
  37. “You look like you need a hug”
  38. “I can’t believe you don’t like Disney movies”
  39. “Please come home, I miss you”
  40. “You’re so fucking adorable”
  41. “How can you still look so attractive while crying.”
  42. “I’m pregnant”
  43. “You’re lucky you’re cute”
  44. “Cuddle me.”
  45. “Sometimes I really don’t like you”
  46. “What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”
  47. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”
  48. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed”
  49. “Im too sober for this”
  50. “Oh god, I need a drink”
Whisper

Summary: Nat does everything in her power to finally get you and Bucky together. 

Warnings: This is pretty much all smut: unprotected sex (please use protection), thigh riding, oral (m receiving), praise kink (kinda?). i think that’s it, let me know if you find anything else

Words: 3.4k

A/N: I finally wrote something! I have a few more pieces in the works now too. Sorry I haven’t been writing as much, but I am trying to work on that. Hope you enjoy. Send me requests here. 

Masterlist 

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Okay but like, racism still exist in the Overwatch universe, not in the form of robo oppression but in the form of the back stories of some of the non-white characters.

From Lucios story and what vishkar did to the favelas, to a white blonde getting a promotion instead of the afrolatino man who deserved it as much if not more. Or a Maori man from NZ living in the Australian Outback being displaced from his home by the government… Intentional or not, OW has given us better narratives of racism more relatable to real life than the mess that is the whole “robo-racism”.

Like for starters calling the anti-omnic bigotry “racism” is such a trivialization of racism and can’t be compared. Torb, Zarya and the Junkers all have reasons to hate Omnics, the bots started a war and a genocide, it personally affected every antiomnic character, yeah some of them can be too extreme with their hate, but outside of some insults can you even blame them? Whom lose their family in war?.

Listen, in real life no mestizo, nor black nor Maori person have power over white people. Is a bad and stupid comparassion, those whom hate PoC think of us as inferior and the only thing we did to be treated poorly is *exist*, Omnics were more powerful than humans and started a war, repeating myself.

Can we please, for the love of everything, stop calling this mess of “”“ omnicphobia”“” racism or comparing to it, especially if you’re white.

anonymous asked:

andreil pda around the foxes pleaseee my soul needs it

my marvelous anon, i am here to grant thine request, with a small side of accidental lowkey renison. enjoy <3. also on AO3.


He did it. He actually did it. After months of constant warnings and threats, Wymack finally followed through.

Neil can do nothing but stare at the flyer in his hand, mildly in fear and majorly in shock. A mere thirty seconds prior, Wymack had stormed out of his office brandishing this piece of paper like both a white flag and a declaration of war. He had paused just inside the lounge, making sure to gather everyone’s attention, before striding over to Neil and shoving the flyer in his face.

“This is for last weekend,” Wymack had said. “I already—don’t give me that look, you know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about. I already signed you up. It starts at 8:00 AM on Saturday, and unless you want your ass glued to the bench for the rest of the season, I suggest you be there.” He had then turned back around and disappeared into the hallway, leaving a room full of confused and curious Foxes in his wake.

A full minute passes before chaos breaks out and everyone starts moving at once. Various forms of “What the hell?” can be heard from all corners of the room. Neil blinks as the flyer is yanked out of his hand. He looks up to see Andrew, his eyes scanning the paper. Andrew looks up at him, and Neil’s heart nearly explodes because this look on his face, it looks like the honest-to-god beginnings of a smile. And sure, it’s at Neil’s expense, but he would embarrass the fuck out of himself at every turn if this was his reward. Andrew moves to hand the paper back to Neil.

“Okay, seriously,” Kevin huffs out with impatience as he pushes through his teammates. He snags the flyer away from Andrew who couldn’t be bothered to stop him. Kevin reads aloud, “The Annual Hilton Head Island Marathon…a MARATHON? Really, Neil?! Is this a joke?”

“I don’t know, Kevin,” says Andrew, his voice taking on the persona of a kindergarten teacher. “Did it look like a joke to you?”

Kevin’s only response is to scowl and shove the flyer into Neil’s chest. “This better not affect your performance at our game on Friday. You don’t get to take it easy just because you have to run 26.2 miles the next day.”

By the time Kevin has stormed out of the building, the rest of the Foxes have commenced their team wide freak out.

“Seriously?! He actually came through on that threat?” Dan is caught halfway between being genuinely worried and dying of laughter.

“Neil…bro…what the fuck…” Matt says from somewhere on his left, placing a consoling hand lightly on his shoulder.

“Oh my god, Neil. We have to be there. I have to witness this historic moment. You finally get to put your insane running habits into practice,” Allison is rambling from across the room.

“Wait, what was Wymack talking about ‘last weekend’? What did you do?” Asks Nicky, unaccustomed to being out of the loop.

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anonymous asked:

Could you possibly, if it's no trouble, do dialogue between Solas and Zevran? I've always wondered how that would go. Thank you

Zevran: You are a rather quiet fellow, aren’t you?
Solas: I do not feel the need to speak simply to fill silence, if that is what you mean.
Zevran: I see. Should I take this to mean you are shy? In need of someone to lavish you with attention? Bring you out of your shell? I can be very encouraging in that regard.
Solas: Hmm.
Zevran: You do not speak much.
Solas: You speak more than enough for the both of us.
Zevran: A-ha! Yes, true. But what fun is talking if you don’t have a partner to do it with?
Solas: I’m sure you will let me know eventually. 


Zevran: How long have you traveled alone, Solas?
Solas: For quite some time. I have kept more familiar company in the Fade for many years. Why?
Zevran: Then it must have been some time for you.
Solas: Some time since what?
Zevran: Since you last had a lover.
Solas: What?
Zevran: Assuming you’ve had lovers, of course.
Solas: That’s… That is not important right now. We have far greater concerns at hand.
Zevran: Very true. Only it helps in times of trouble to seek… release, does it not?
Solas: I prefer to focus on our current goals. Such distractions would… complicate matters.
Zevran: Suit yourself.


Zevran: You do not approve of my line of work?
Solas: Death may sometimes be necessary, but the decision to end a life should never be taken lightly. Never for reasons as shallow as greed.
Zevran: No need to sound so angry, my friend. I understand the nature of my craft. Am I to be shamed for not properly mourning the lives that I take? I would rather not waste my time feeling guilty for something I cannot change. At least now I have the power to choose who I kill - and more often than not, it’s Crow’s blood I’m spilling.
Solas: For revenge? Or in order to eliminate the competition?
Zevran: Can’t it be both?


Solas: You were enslaved by the Crows?
Zevran: A slave? I would not exactly call myself as such…but yes, I suppose that is accurate.
Solas: They owned you, held complete control over your life. And then you escaped. You sought your freedom.
Zevran: You make it sound so noble. I am flattered. Though perhaps the story is less impressive if you consider my survival depended on sweet talking the person I had just attempted to kill while trying not to spill my guts into the dirt. It was less of an escape and more… knowing how to see an opportunity when it presented itself. I’ve had to end a number of lives since in order to maintain my independence from my former employers. But it makes it so much more satisfying, doesn’t it? Killing for your own purpose, instead of someone else’s.
Solas: I am not certain… but I understand your meaning.


Solas: Assassinations are common in Antiva, I take it? If they were not, the Crows would not be such a formidable organization.
Zevran: It makes the process so much easier when you simply eliminate the competition, no?
Solas: It may be efficient, but it is a shortsighted approach. A leader is nothing without his people and fear can only be an effective tool for so long without breeding chaos. One may require death as a means to an end, but to do so simply in the pursuit of more power…
Zevran: The fallout was never my concern or my specialty. I was always long gone with coin in hand by that point.
Solas: Have you ever wanted something more than that? To have your work strive towards a greater purpose?
Zevran: (laughs) Why do you ask? Is it possible our humble apostate is in the market for an assassin?


[Romanced Solas]

Zevran: She is quite beautiful, isn’t she?
Solas: Who?
Zevran: Come now, Solas. We both know who I am speaking of. Just as we both know precisely where your eyes were lingering a moment ago…
Solas: I’m certain you are mistaken.
Zevran: I cannot blame you. Admittedly, I’ve been enjoying the view myself. Quite an ample handful, no?
Solas: Please, for once, resist the urge to keep speaking.


[Romanced Solas]

Zevran: You know the Inquisitor well, don’t you?
Solas: I would like to think so.
Zevran: Tell me… What does Lavellan look for in a lover?
Solas: Excuse me?
Zevran: How would I woo her, if I were so inclined? Does she favor dashing good looks? Passionate embraces? Someone to sweep her off of her feet? 
Solas: (annoyed) No. I would not say she cares for such things.
Zevran: Oh, Solas. I don’t think you give yourself enough credit.
Solas: What?
Zevran: Do you not think yourself handsome? A desirable lover? I could teach you some things that may bolster your confidence in that regard.
Solas: This is not a conversation I wish to have. Least of all with you.
Zevran: (laughs) Do not worry, my friend. I only tease the people I like. Most of the time, anyway.

[banter for Solas + Merrill]
[banter for Fenris + Solas]
[banter for Fenris + Romanced Solas]

Prompts List

I’ve made a prompts list! (Some are not mine and I give credit to those who made them.) Send an ask with the number(s) and the character/ship you want! (For short drabbles/blurbs) x

1. “Please don’t leave me.”
2. “Are you kidding me right now?!”
3. “I’m going to kill you!”
4. “You did all of this for me?”
5. “I made my baby cry!”
6. “I’m in love with you.”
7. “Can I kiss you?”
8. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”
9. “Will you be quiet?!”
10. “You are a bloody idiot, you know that?”
11. “You love me.”
12. “He’s dead.”
13. “I hate you so much I love you.”
14. “Just leave me alone!”
15. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
16. "Give me a reason not to turn around and walk away now.”
17. "Please.”
18. "Cuddle me.”
19. "Give me that back!”
20. "I’m pregnant.”
21. "Are you scared?”
22. "What are you doing?”
23. "If we get caught I’m blaming you.”
24. "Are you drunk?”
25. "Shut up and kiss me.”
26. "Help me I’m stuck.”
27. "What am I going to do with you?”
28. "Stop distracting me!”
29. "You said my name in your sleep.”
30. "Yes.”
31. "Are you jealous?”
32. "Trust me.”
33. "Bite me.” “If you insist.”
34. "I made a mistake.”
35. "It’s been a while.” “Too long.”
36. "I don’t love you anymore!”
37. "You’re lying.”
38. "I’m going to regret this.”
39. "Do that again.”
40. "I’m running away.”
41. "I need your help.”
42. "If I die I’m going to come back and haunt you.”
43. "Well this is a surprise.”
44. "Am I dreaming?”
45. "Make me.”
46. "If they find out, I’ll kill myself and then you.”
47. "Why? Just… why?”
48. "Stop it.”
49. "We’re just friends.”
50. "Did you just flick me?”
51. "Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?”
52. "I got you a present.”
53. "Sit in my lap.”
54. "I think I forgot how to breathe.”
55. "Woah.”
56. "What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since I was eleven?”
57. "You don’t understand, you never do!”
58. "You look cute with a baby bump!”
59. "It’s all your fault!”
60. "Well that’s just great.”
61. "Are you even listening?”
62. "I’m going to walk away and pretend I didn’t see anything.”
63. "I thought you loved her.”
64. "Time changes people.”
65. "You, my friend, are a complete and utter tosser.”
66. "You should be nice to me, I just saved your life!”
67. "Don’t you just love it!”
68. "It bit me!”
69. "You have approximately 5 seconds to get out of my face before I kill you.”
70. "Did you buy me… lingerie?”
71. "Oh yeah, because you’d be so good at this!”
72. "I’m sorry.”
73. "That night never happened!”
74. "You should marry me.”
75. "Aren’t you just a cutie pie!”
76. "Don’t you dare!”
77. "Um.. somebody broke that.”
78. "Stop biting that fucking lip!”
79. "You’re hot, shame about the personality.”
80. "You’re going to get us expelled!”
81. "I need you to fake date me.”
82. "My back’s a bit sore from when you stabbed me with your knife.”
83. “You’re just leaving me here? At least have to decency to finish me off with a stick.”
84. "No, I didn’t murder them. I accidentally knocked them unconscious forever, that’s all.”
85. "Wow thanks a lot.”
86. "Why are you walking around naked?”
87. "You owe me big time!”
88. "Awe it’s so cute!”
89. "Are you hitting on me?”
90. "If I die you’ll be sorry!”
91. "Help me hide!”
92. "Sometimes I really don’t like you.”
93. "You’re crazy! You’re out of your mind!”
94. "Ow! Ow! Stop hitting me!”
95. "I don’t know how you convinced me to do this.”
96. "Is that… is that my bra?”
97. "Really? Right now?”
98. "Where are your pants?”
99. "I can’t believe you’re carrying my child.”
100.You’re my soulmate?!”

10 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,308

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence and alcohol

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

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Two small red pills, one of the white ones and a fresh bottle of water.

Caring for your brother had become somewhat second nature to you, Jackson and Bambam were recovering quicker than Yugyeom expected; which left Jimin in the false hospital wing alone. Both you and Sung took it in turns to keep him company, the other one catching up on sleep when you swapped over. It was safe to say Jimin hated his younger sister and girlfriend looking after him, he was supposed to be taking care of you two not the other way round.

Another week had passed since the night that stole Jimin’s sight, the manor house was quiet because albeit nobody could find the right words to say. It was awful to observe the usually strong warrior men resemble lost sheep, without their leader in good health the boys would wander aimlessly down the halls; occasionally escaping the confined walls only to return to the same stone cold silence mere hours later.

It was a Thursday morning when Sung announced she and Jimin were taking off for a week, after endless research and countless sleepless night she had managed to find an ophthalmologist who claimed there was a possibility Jimin’s sight could be restored with stem cell treatment. You were ecstatic to say the least, throwing your arms round her petite frame as you were both overwhelmed with hope.

“That’s amazing! Are-, he thinks he can do it?!” You gasped, squeezing her even tighter.

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richard siken sentence starters.

quotes are all taken from various poems out of richard siken’s poetry book crush.  feel free to change pronouns/etc if needed.

  • ❝  tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.  ❞
  • ❝  tell me we’ll never get used to it.  ❞
  • ❝  there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you.  ❞
  • ❝  i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.  ❞
  • ❝  i want it back now, baby. i want it back.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sorry. we know how it works. the world is no longer mysterious.  ❞
  • ❝  that’s a nice touch.  ❞
  • ❝  i like him and i want to be like him.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart.  ❞
  • ❝  history repeats itself.  ❞
  • ❝  there are many names in history, but none of them are ours.  ❞
  • ❝  you could drown in those eyes.  ❞
  • ❝  but damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.  ❞
  • ❝  sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.  ❞
  • ❝  i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time.  ❞
  • ❝  you wanted happiness, i can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.  ❞
  • ❝  there is no way to make this story interesting.  ❞
  • ❝  i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something.  ❞
  • ❝  tell me we’re dead and i’ll love you even more.  ❞
  • ❝  you will be alone always and then you will die.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sorry i came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing.  ❞
  • ❝  who am i? i’m just a writer. i write things down.  ❞
  • ❝  i take it back.  ❞
  • ❝  here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.  ❞
  • ❝  you still get to be the hero.  ❞
  • ❝  what more do you want?  ❞
  • ❝  love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying.  ❞
  • ❝  no one will ever want to sleep with you.  ❞
  • ❝  you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things i want to ask you.  ❞
  • ❝  you had not expected this.  ❞
  • ❝  walk a mile in my shoes.  ❞
  • ❝  a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he’s still left with the river.  ❞
  • ❝  you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore.  ❞
  • ❝  hush, my sweet. these tornadoes are for you.  ❞
  • ❝  that sounds overly valorous.  ❞
  • ❝  do you love yourself?  ❞
  • ❝  i don’t have to answer that.  ❞
  • ❝  you wanted more.  ❞
  • ❝  i had a dream about you.  ❞
  • ❝  there’s nowhere to go. there’s nowhere to go.  ❞
  • ❝  in these dreams it’s always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge.  ❞
  • ❝  will you love me even more when i’m dead?  ❞
  • ❝  you didn’t show up. i kept waiting.  ❞
  • ❝  i swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass and you’re dead.  ❞
  • ❝  i don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back.  ❞
  • ❝  you can sleep now, you said. you can sleep now. you said that. i had a dream where you said that. thanks for saying that. you weren’t supposed to.  ❞
  • ❝  hello darling, welcome home.  ❞
  • ❝  please keep him safe.  ❞
  • ❝  i just don’t want to die anymore.  ❞
  • ❝  you want to die for love, you always have.  ❞
  • ❝  you didn’t think you’d feel this way.  ❞
  • ❝  you saved my life. i owe you, i owe you everything.  ❞
  • ❝  please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up.  ❞
  • ❝  you’re all i ever wanted and worth dying for, too.  ❞
  • ❝  drive into that tree, drive off the embankment. ______, make something happen.  ❞
  • ❝  we are not dirty.  ❞
  • ❝  you keep singing along to that song i hate. stop singing.  ❞
  • ❝  here is the sink to wash away the blood.  ❞
  • ❝  this is not harmless. you are not breathing.  ❞
  • ❝  i will come back from the dead for you.  ❞
Another 100 Random RP Starters

- does include some swearing; feel free to edit when sending in an ask to fit character’s speech

  • “No. No, no, no. Don’t you dare try to pin the blame on me.”
  • “Did you even bother to think about the consequences?”
  • “Listen here you useless paperclip!”
  • “Meerkats are murderous little bastards.”
  • “For the record, I hate everything.”
  • “Do you even remember me?”
  • “Did you know the guy who wrote Sherlock Holmes may have killed a man?”
  • “I’m going to join NASA and fling myself into the sun.”
  • “I hope you know what you’re getting into.”
  • “Please don’t. Just… don’t.”

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anonymous asked:

What are your HCs if someone were to find Victor and Yuuri's very raunchy homemade sex tape? Would they be able to look at Yuuri Katsuki the same way again

It takes Yuuri a moment to reconcile the number of alert bubbles on his lock screen with a reason to panic, but when he unlocks his phone and spies the little red bubble with "529″ above the messages icon, a cold hand has gripped him by the diaphragm and begun squeezing a frigid reality into his chest.

With shaking hands, he opens his missed calls—658, what the hell—and skips right to the voice mails that have stuffed his inbox completely full. Beside him, Victor mumbles something about grass into his pillow.

Everybody he’s seemingly ever met has tried to reach him at some point during the night, and their messages are all variations of the same theme.

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Not-Date

Pairings: T’Challa x F!Reader, Tony x Science

Request:

hi can you write something that the reader is watching harry potter WITH tchalla in secret and EVERYONE finds out and ship it - and then tchalla confess his love for her in a harry potter way like “muggle in the streets but a wizard in the sheets” PLEASE, I LOVE YOU i know that is a little cliché BUT t'challa is everything to me meow 😻 BYE 😺 


Bucky has created a chatroom.

Bucky has invited Y/N.

Bucky: Tell Thor to hand over Mjolnir!

Sam has joined the chat.

Sam: I WANT HIS CAPE, Y/N.

Thor has joined the chat.

Thor: Lady Y/N, please save me from these men!

Bucky: GIVE IT

Sam: GIVEEEEEEE

Thor: Absolutely not!

Bucky: Scared I might actually be worthy? Maybe I can lift Mjolnir. Since my hand is no longer organic, maybe the elevator rule applies to me.

Sam: Damn, I’ve never thought about that.

Thor: That is nonsense!

Sam: Can I have your cape now?

Thor: Why do you want it?!

Sam: it is warm, i am cold.

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The Golden Ones (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: one shot, angst, fluff and some crazy smut

Word Count: 2,745

Warnings: oral sex, curisng and foul language, just smut 

Request: for @teenagehopless : 8, 23, & 50 w Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Make it fluffy and maybeee a little smutty please ~ thanks so much love

Summary: You and Jungkook are the best of the best at school, the Golden Ones. But being the competitive people you both are causes for some mischief.

A/N: Hi everyone. I’m back with another one shot from the prompt list. I hope you like it. ~admin L

8: “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

23: “If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

50: “Did you just flick me?”


You and Jungkook are both the golden students everybody wants to be. You both excel in your academics, you are both advanced in any sport, and you both are just overall great at anything you do.

Many would expect you both to get along well. But they couldn’t be more wrong.

Another thing you and Jungkook have in common is your competitiveness. You both want to be the best and only the best. So it’s fair to say that you both didn’t get along well at all.

If you exceeded him on a grade on a test, he would run more laps than you. If you beat him in basketball, he would paint something better than you, and the process goes on.

You are both also the most desired people in school. Every girl is all over Jungkook and every boy is all you. But because of your blinded rivalry, both of you have never noticed.

You are rivals and you alway have been since you’ve known each other and nothing is going to change that.

Until you were both chosen to be on the same team for a soccer tournament at your school.

It’s sports week at your school and everyone is hyped. A handful of the best players compete in different sports and are ranked on ability. This is the perfect opportunity for you to show what you’re made of and to beat Jungkook.

You both played on opposing teams for every sport up until soccer.

You were put on the same team and will have to work together to win … together.

You’re not happy but at least you’re captain which means you get to call the shots. You made your whole game plan and as much as you hate to admit, you have to use Jungkook a lot in order to win. Cause that’s what’s important.

Your team gathers on the field and huddles around you as you explain the game plan.

"Do you all understand?” you ask.

A loud roar of agreement from the team erupts and you all chant before dispersing to stretch.

“I wonder by how many points I’m going to beat you by,” says a voice next to you while you are stretching.

You turn to the voice to see Jungkook stretching out his arms across his chest.

“I don’t know if you noticed but we’re on the same team,” you say sarcastically.

“Doesn’t matter to me,” he says with a smirk.

“Listen Jungkook, I’m not in the mood to compete with you,” you sigh. “I’m just trying to win the other team.”

“Oh we will, because of me,” he presses.

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be because of me. I am the captain after all,” you smirk.

He frowns but before he can retort, the referee is calling for the teams to get into place.

Before you know it, the game has started and everyone is running around.

The game started out well. Your game plan was working well, everyone doing what you said.

It wasn’t until Jungkook kept getting the ball that it went down hill from there.

He would have the ball but would immediately be cornered by the opposing team.

“I’m open!” you yell from a couple feet away. He makes eye contact with you but then looks away and still keeps the ball. He runs all the way to the goal and luckily makes it.

He wasn’t quite lucky the times after that. You would yell and run to his side to help him make the goal but he would just push you away or run somewhere else.

It wasn’t until when you had the ball that you were done playing games. You expertly made your way past the opposing players toward the goal but right before you can reach the goal, Jungkook steals the ball from you and makes the goal himself.

You groan angrily as he takes credit for your work. But you let it slide for the sake of winning.

He does it a few more times, taking the ball away from you and engulfs in the cheers of the crowd.

When you got the ball again, you made sure to play a different game plan than the one you presented to the team. That way, Jungkook couldn’t take the ball away.

Just as you were running to the goal, Jungkook runs up to you and trips you, causing you to tumble on the floor and land hard on your knee and then your face.

Everything becomes quiet. The players and the crowd are in silence as they process what had happened. The ref and your team come by your side to help you up. You slowly stand up on your own and shove the helping hands away from you as you try to insist you are okay.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I promise,” you say convincingly as you just want to get back to the game. You look up and see Jungkook looking at you worriedly from afar.

Suddenly you feel liquid run down your knee and you look down to see blood streaming down your leg.

“Fuck,” you mutter. “I’m going to bandage myself up and I’ll be right back. Jimin, take my place.”

You slowly limp away toward the locker room and bandage yourself up. You weren’t as badly injured as you thought you would be. Besides the cut, you were just sore so you were pretty much set to play again. As you limp back to the field, you see the audience screaming and your team carrying Jungkook on their shoulders toward the locker room, cheering him on.

You go up to the ref. “Wait, what happened? I thought we had 20 minutes left.”

“After your injury, we decided to cut the game short and played one more round before finishing. You’re lucky Jungkook is on your team, he made the winning goal.”

You are absolutely pissed. Not only are you injured because of Jungkook, but he’s getting praise for the game you led. You could have sworn smoke was coming out of your ears.

You stomp to the boys locker room, ignoring the slight pain on your knee. Your adrenaline was preventing you from feeling any pain at the moment. You walk in to find half naked men getting dressed. They all gasp when they see you, but you ignore their surprised reactions.

“Where’s Jungkook?” you ask one of the random shirtless men.

“Uhh, he should be by his locker two rows down,” he says awkwardly.

You walk over to where you were directed and see Jungkook, shirtless, talking to one of his teammates.

You turn him over and push him against the lockers.

“What the fuck,” says Jungkook, getting ready to fight whoever it is until he realizes it’s you, causing his eyes to widen.

You laugh sarcastically. “What the fuck?” you mimic him. “I think I should be the one telling you that right now.”

You look around and notice that everything is quiet. Everyone is looking at your interaction right now.

“Everyone get out,” you say looking at everyone in the room. “Now.”

And with that, every single person is walking hurriedly out of the room, giving you some privacy.

Jungkook tries walking out with the rest, but you grab his shoulders and push him back on the lockers, making him wince.

“You’re not going anywhere,” you demand.

Once everyone is out of the room you turn back to Jungkook, arms on either side of him, caging him in.

“What’s your problem with me?” you ask Jungkook.

“What?”

“What the fuck is your problem?” you repeat.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he avoids eye contact.

You don’t know if it’s your words or your proximity that is making him nervous but you continue nonetheless.

“Not only did you ignore my game plan, but you took my shots and you caused my injury,” you say through gritted teeth. You lean in closer, trying to catch his eyes. “What are you so afraid of, huh? Are you afraid that a girl might be better than you? Is that what it is?”

His eyes flick up to look at yours and when you think he’s going to say something, he leans in and captures your lips with his. He grips your hips and turns you around so that now you are against the lockers. You’re still in shock, staying still as he leans away from the kiss.

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad,” he mutters against your lips.

“W-what?”

“I said you’re hot and I like you.”

“You like me?”

“Yeah,” he says as he leans back in to kiss you. This time your lips respond back, causing him to smile into the kiss.

So many things are going through your mind that you push him back slightly.

“Wait what the fu-” you say before you were flicked on the forehead by Jungkook.

“Did you just flick me?”

“Yeah, now shut up and kiss me.”

And with that he leans back in and attacks your lips. You don’t know if it was your confused mind or the  loss of blood but you kiss back and wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer. He smirks into the kiss and slowly lowers his hands from your waist to your ass. He gives it a squeeze causing you to gasp, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth.

You moan in his mouth as he rocks his hips against yours.

“Fuck,” you moan as he travels down your jaw to your neck.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he mumbles against your neck as you pant.

You slip your hands down his shirtless torso and rock hard abs and made your way to his bulge.

You fondle him through his gray soccer shorts, feeling him harden under your touch.

“Oh shit,” groans Jungkook. “Feels so good, baby girl.”

Wanting to feel more of you, he lifts up your leg to grind against you but you whimper in pain as he holds your injured leg.

He let’s go of you immediately, eyes wide. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry Y/N. I completely forgot. Shit, I’m so stupid.”

You slowly limp to the bench in between the locker rows and sit down, massaging your knee.

“It’s fine Jungkook,” you mutter in pain.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” he apologizes again.

“I know you are. I told you I’m fine. I just need to take some pain killers and rest it and I’ll be as good as new.”

You try smiling up at him to reassure him that you’re fine but he  wasn’t having it. He frowned and pouted apologetically.

You didn’t know what to do at this moment so you decide it’s time to go.

“I should get going and rest this knee,” you say as you get up and try to balance yourself.

“Wait,” Jungkook comes up and settles you back down on the bench. He’s on his knees, looking up to you while holding both your hands.

“Let me make it up to you,” he says.

“No, it’s oka-”

“Please, Y/N. I want to make you feel good,” he says lowly.

That’s when you notice the darkness in his eyes. Lust filled eyes looking back at you expectantly.

“W-what?” you mumble. “How?”

“I gave you that injury,” he says guiltily as he let’s go of your hands and places them on your thighs, rubbing them up and down. “So it’s only fair that I make you feel good.”

Before you can say anything, he leans up and kisses your lips softly. This was a huge contrast compared to the passionate, desperate kisses from before.

As you kiss back, he reaches for your waist and pulls down your shorts. You lift your hips, making it easier for them to come off.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he says as he leans back up to kiss your lips.

He then places one of his hands above your clothed core and slowly rubs it in circles.

“Jungkook,” you moan against his lips.

“Yes, baby?” he asks looking you in the eye.

“If we get caught, I’m blaming you.”

Right then he slips his hand underneath the waist band of your underwear and rubs your clit. “Then so be it.”

Your back arches at the sensation, your head thrown back, allowing him the opportunity to attach his lips against your neck.

He sucks a bruise you know will be there later. You’ll just blame it on the injury, you thought.

He soon sticks two fingers in your entrances and begins pumping in a slow rhythm.

“Shit,” your eyes roll back.

“You like that baby?” Jungkook mutters against your neck.

“Fuck, more. I need more,” you moan.

“Say my name,” he demands.

“Jungkook,” you moan quietly.

“Louder,” he says as he curls his fingers in you.

“Jungkook!” you moan loudly, your voice echoing in the empty locker room.

“Thank you baby,” he says as he detaches himself from your neck leans down lower toward your naval. He removes his fingers so he can take off your underwear.

Before you can question his absence, you feel his tongue lick your core.

Your back arches against nothing while a whimper comes out.

Jungkook looks up and doesn’t break eye contact with you while he continues to lick at your clit while pumping his fingers in your entrance.

“You like that baby?” he mumbles against your core.

“Y-yes,” you moan. “Fuck,” you whimper when he begins to suck on your clit.

You reach down and entangle your fingers in his hair.

“Fuck, Jungkook. I’m so close.”

“Cum for me baby.” He begins pumping really fast while sucking on your clit. The sensations are too much and with loud moan you’re coming. He begins to pump slowly, riding out your high before pulling out and kissing your lips.

He then gets up and opens his locker to get a towel. He cleans you up quietly, while you sit there trying to catch your breath. After he’s done, he puts his towel back in his locker while you pulled your shorts  and underwear back up.

You get up and he turns around to look at you.

“Well I better get going,” you start. “Umm, thank you for this, I guess.”

“It was my pleasure,” he smirks.

You chuckle nervously. “Yeah, well I’ll see you around.” You begin to walk away before he catches your arm.

“Wait!”

You turn around and face him as his eyes flicker down to the floor.

“Yeah?” you question.

“Do you want to go out some time? I know usually this process is the other way around but I really like you.” He grabs both of your hands and leans forward. “So do you want to go out with me?”

Before you could say anything, you had to clear up some things.

“Wait, if you like me, then why were you such an asshole to me? You fucking injured me for fucks sake.”

He scratches the back of his neck. “That was too far, wasn’t it? I didn’t mean to hurt you that bad. I don’t know,” he sighs in defeat. “It’s just that I don’t know how to act around you.”

“You could have just talked to me like everyone else.”

“I’m sorry I just didn’t know another way to get your attention. Every guy is all over you and I didn’t know what to do. I thought this rivalry would get us somewhere but it just did the opposite. I’m sorry, I’ll never hurt you again.”

He looks at you waiting for an answer but you stay quiet. Should you date him? He did cause your injury but then again it wasn’t necessarily intentional. There was a genuinely innocent motive behind it.

“Okay, fine. I’ll go out with you,” you say looking down. That’s when you realize he’s still shirtless. A blush creeps onto your cheeks and you look back up.

“Umm, do you mind putting on a shirt? It’s a bit distracting.”

He smirks, “Anything for you babe.”

After you’ve gathered all your things, you begin to head out.

“Do you need a ride home?” he asks.

“If you don’t mind …” you begin.

“Not at all,” he smiles.

All of a sudden he picks you up bridal style and walks to his car.

“And maybe we can have round two,” he suggests.

You laugh. “You’ll have to earn round two.”

“Challenge accepted.”


A/N: Thank you everyone for being patient and please make sure to stick around for more to come. 

  • family: we support u in ur recovery that entails you not locking up ur emotions all feelings are okay!!
  • me: *shows an emotion*
  • family: calm down lol its not all about you you know honestly we dont know what to do with u when ur like this so dont blame us if we accidentally say ur too much for us to ur face bc nobodys perfect!!! oh so u mean its only okay for you to get upset you can get upset even if you dont have BPD its not always worst for u we're feeling very uncomfortable and provoked by your mood disorder tbh like please at least try to calm down we all have to work on this together if u get angry u have to let us express how annoying that is for us or youre being unfair!!!!

Things will work out when they work out. If they don’t work out the way you intend, don’t fret. It is probably a reminder that something needs change or attention. It’s another experience under your belt. It’s another lesson learned. Even the best fall down sometimes…don’t be so hard on yourself. Please don’t be so hard on yourself.

To the woman you love after me:

Sweet lady, he has chosen you.
I hold no anger or rivalry against you.
You share a heart with the person I loved and I do not blame you. We obviously have the same taste in lovers. You will fall for his smile. Those espresso eyes will be your addiction. His arms is your safe haven. You’ll crave his lips from sunrise to sunset. The moon will make you think of the last time you’ve seen him even if it was only a moment ago. His words is like milk and honey that will seduce you. But I do warn you. Please, lovely woman, I hope this time it is real and not fantasy. The world he is giving you, make sure he makes his home there too. Beautiful are the rainbows he shows you but care to notice he isn’t the one causing the storm. On a day like this, almost too beautiful for a photo and in a field where he once asked me to be his and in the same hour he said he loved me is the same moment he left me. I realized I had fallen in love. And lost it in a glimpse. For a world to be built and then broken all at once is a pain I hope you never experience. To feel your heart beating and then suddenly stop is suffocation that will haunt you for months. It all is real darling. His love for you. But I do hope his love lasts a lifetime and does not turn on you when you least expect it. I wish you both the very best, not for his sake, but for yours. I thought love was real and it was for a moment but a moment to soon it left me. And I hurt myself over so many times, wishing, hoping that I did better to show him how much I loved him. I am not saying that if he leaves you it will be your fault nor am I saying that you should be a good partner to please him. What I am saying is, do not let it deceive you. Do not let it break you. And do not let it define you. Love lasts. Love is real. I wish you many years together. And a lifetime of unconditional love.

—  “my letter to his next lover” JMLT