even if it is all pretend

Imagine walking into Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes and noticing George looking around the shop all sad and sentimental and almost being able to feel his grief radiating off of him, so pretending that you needed various items around the shop just to try to distract him 

  •   Even though you only walked in to use the bathroom 
  •   And really having to pee the whole time
  •   Little did you know he caught onto you about ten minutes in.
  •  “Man, I am parched. Mind if I pour myself some water?”
  • “Speaking of water, have I shown you the fountains?”
  • “…No, but I saw them when I came in so-”
  • “Nonsense! You just have to see the engravings on them up close.”
  • It’s gotten to the point of you nearly whimpering now, so he takes pity on you and leads you in the general direction of the bathrooms
  • “Would you mind if I-”
  • “They’re under construction actually. Why? Do you have to go?”
  • Him not being able to hold it in anymore after seeing the expression on your face, and laughing so hard he nearly cries
  • You being really confused
  • But still having to pee so shifting awkwardly in a not-so-subtle potty dance that only makes him laugh harder
  •  “I’m only joking, Y/N. Go ahead.”
  • You literally running the rest of the way to the bathrooms, which he finds endlessly amusing, and doesn’t fail to mention it to you later.
  • Him then asking you to tea.
  • “Aye, slow down on that. We both know your bladder isn’t what it used to be.”
  • “You shut up.”

masterlist | requests | prompts

anonymous asked:

what would dating rob holding be like? 😏

- rob would love to take you on walks and show you around all the beautiful places in London
- he’d help around the house and makes sure you’re not left to do all the washing and cooking
- you’d have movie marathons and build a den and stay in there all night
- he’d let you win on Xbox. And even though you’ve asked him not to let you win he pretends he doesn’t know what you’re talking about! “Y/N, it’s not my fault your a pro at this? Are you cheating on me? No way you got this good on your own?!”
- he may come across as innocent but he ain’t that in the bedroom! 😏😏😏😉😉😉
- he’d take it out on himself when the team lost and you’d make his fave meal and snuggle on the sofa with him to make him feel better! “I love you rob, you’re amazing!” “I love you Y/N”
- he’d always kiss your forehead, left cheek, right cheek, nose then lips before he leaves for a game! It’s became a tradition for you two!!

Ahhh this wasn’t as good as I wanted it to be :( sorry anon! ❤

Last night one of my all-time otps got married after so much shit being thrown at them but they made it through all of it together and I was crying happy tears even though one of them is going to prison and they’ll be separated for a while and won’t be able to cope without each other and there are going to be so many tears but they have proved their love and said their vows and made a commitment and it was a magical moment and the chemistry was on point and everything was perfect for one episode.

This morning one of my other all-time otps found out one of them was a robot and the other had to kill that robot pretending to be their soulmate and dive into a virtual framework to save their soulmate who’s real body is missing and who’s mind has forgotten all about his soulmate and their undying love for each other and idk how this is gonna be resolved but my god Iain and Liz killed it in that episode and will continue to kill it when the show returns after a break I’m not prepared for and will cry through for weeks.

If you’ll excuse me, I need a lie down 💔💔💔

spiderbyte headcanons!

sombra always calls her amelie, and while she pretends she doesnt care, for some reason it always make widowmaker feel almost happy

they got color coordinated outfits and their super extra and wear fancy clothes whenever their supposed to blend in with the crowd, with gloves and coats and stuff, and laugh together like wine moms

when widowmaker went to visit gerards grave, sombra covered for her so she wouldnt get caught

widowmaker always compliments her in french so she can keep up her “i dont care abt u” whole feel without sombra knowing shes actually flirting but little does she know, sombras ear pieces can translate for her

their super dramatic on missions and sombra will be all like “i got hurt- i need- true loves kiss or i will die” and widowmaker will pretend she thinks its childish and silly but she secretly loves it

widowmaker will never tell on her whenever sombra does her own thing on missions and will even cover for her

i just,, really like cool villain gfs

anonymous asked:

why is telling people ur ace telling them ur "personal relationship with sex" but telling them ur not ace isnt? are all orientations not telling people ur "personal relationship with sex/romance"? even pretending that ace = dont have sex rather than ace = doesnt feel sexual attraction why would telling someone u dont have it be the worst thing ever but telling someone u do or might sometime be fine?


So since I just got a message and lost followers over reblogging something from a radfem I’m just gunna say I’m not sorry and I love her blog. This blog isn’t about radical feminism but I am a radical feminist and at this point hiding it seems dishonest and I’m not about that life.
Long story short…this whole ermagerddddd don’t reblog radfems shit ain’t gunna work on me. They are my sisters. Ain’t gunna change. Hate mail won’t change it nor will it get attention. So add me to your lists and send me all the anon hate you want but don’t pretend you’re doing it as an activist lmao or even know what activism entails

Shout out to @braticalfeminist for having a blog so good I got yelled at for having the audacity to like it lmfaoooo

anonnymousefangirl  asked:

No but seriously Steph, pls delete their asks. Reading the stupid BS they're saying about you isn't going to help you at all. Just bc they're pathetic + stupid enough to apparently stalk your blog for the sole purpose of making you miserable bc you DARE to be human instead of just pretending you exist just to serve them, doesn't mean they have the right to even say a mean word to you. They should feel honored you even acknowledge them, honestly. If that's their personality, they don't deserve it

I deleted their asks, and from now on I’m not even going to respond I’m just going to delete the asks as soon as I see it in my inbox. 

I don’t want to have to turn off anonymous asks because I know people use it when they’re too shy to be off anon but it’s times like this when I seriously consider turning it off.

Ow?-Lt Matt Casey x Reader

Requested by: @daylightcasey

Prompt: can you do one that your dating matthew casey ( my ultimate favorite:) ) and your like a firefighter or a paramedic and you get hurt and he’s there for you?? super fluffy!! :)

A/N: am i even gonna pretend that i didn’t do research? yeah…probs not…and then I changed the plot to not need all the medical jargon…great

You were praying for your radio to stay silent, it was only an hour before it was time to clock out and go home, you and Brett just dropped another patient off at med and were hoping to spend a bit of time with Matt before you got home. He would finish his 24-hour shift at the same time as yours, but luckily, the whole 24-hour thing was not happening for yourself, instead you had opted for the more frequent 12-hour shifts. Life is busy when you save lives, and you never clock out on time. Ever. That’s just how it is.

Much to your dismay, your radio went off, a bomb went off in a community centre. It would be a tight squeeze to get the ambulances, firetrucks and police cars in and out with the rubble and uneven roads. It’d be busy, you met Brett in the ambulance and she drove off because apparently, you driving ‘would be putting patients into E.D opposed to taking them there…or taking them there after you caused the problem’. The scene was a mess, police had removed the bystanders but they were taking pictures of the scene, Severide and Cruz just exited the building with a man with abdominal bleeding so bag in hand, you and Sylvie ran to help.

“My name is Sylvie, what’s yours?” The man groaned and his eyes shut sluggishly. “Can you keep your eyes open for me?” Your hands were on the victim’s neck automatically, but found nothing “No pulse.” Sylvie started the compressions and with the lack of breathing, you decided it would be best to tube him. “We need to tube him.” You opened his mouth and found your way in. Somebody called for assistance and Sylvie ran over, you bagged the man and continued to help him breathe. You called for the ambulance that had just arrived to take him to the hospital as you heard an onslaught of screaming, a man from the building tried to attack another victim. Somehow, the first man had not been injured too badly in the explosion and you ran to help the injured. 

“My name is Y/N, I’m here to help.” You tried to calm down the violent man to no avail. “Please can I help him, he’s injured pretty badly, we need to get him to the hospital, he could die if I don’t.” He did not back down and so you called out for some help. You were punched in the gut with such force that you had lost your breath and had to sit on the floor and try to stop the bleeding of the victim. Matt ran over and tackled the guy, one of the officers handcuffed the man and dragged him away and Matt gave you the once over.

“I’m fine, Matt. I have to stop the bleeding.” He kissed the top of your head and you collapsed into his body for a brief second.

“No, stay there, I’ll compress the wound and call for someone else to come over. Catch your breath, sweetheart, you just got sucker punched. It’s fine.” You sat back and tried to keep the man talking, his name was Andrew, but he didn’t remember too much else.

“So…technically I’m healthy.” You playfully shoved Matt who had his arm around your shoulders as you got home. The pair of you collapsed onto the sofa in sheer exhaustion, the day had been so busy and nothing less than draining. 

You shut your eyes and listened to the rhythm of Matt’s heart as he stroked your hair. “And what if you weren’t? I was so worried, I know it happens all the time but we risk our lives so often that nothing feels like danger until I think of you being hurt.” His voice was soft but concerned and you turned your head up to kiss him. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”


I wanted to draw Keith having a pet dog growing up and I was like, ‘okay, he’d probably have a rottweiler, or maybe a German Sheppard?

but when i started drawing I was like no this kid is gonna have a floppy mop dog.


Did you know? If you catch a falling maple leaf, you’ll fall in love with the person you’re walking with.

Sometimes we gotta be the bad guy, the cold-hearted one, because we understand that we have to do is what is better, what is right, instead of what we want, and we do it without hesitation. We give up to what we love, what we desire for the greater good, and even if it’s the worst pain we’ve ever felt, we know it’s the right thing to do, for everyone.

Our pain is the price for knowing that the people we care about are well, even if in the end they hate us, we’ll live in peace, because no one understands nor will ever know the sacrifices we made for them, and thats ok.
We’ll pretend nothing can get us and then we’ll cry in silence, we’ll put our pieces back together and keep going, as long as we have someone to love, we have strength and we have a purpose.

To all that people, my brothers and sisters, you might feel lonely, but you are not alone.

—  multiversalwolf 
Havin an emotional disability be like

-Never cries for the right reasons (like when someone dies IRL)

-Crying buckets when a fictional character dies

-Resting blank face (no emotion, eyes often glazed over)

-Having intense feelings and consequently trying to play any violent reactions off as a joke

-Having no feelings at all. You don’t even know what feelings are. Emotions? You don’t know them.

-“How are you?” “Uhhhh… Fine?” You actually don’t know if you’re fine or not. You don’t know what emotion you’re currently feeling. You were pretty sure you were okay until you were put on the spot. In the awkward silence that follows, you know you’ve fucked up so badly the embarrassment physically hurts.

-Pretending to care about something that isn’t your special interest so your friends don’t leave you.

-Your voice is also monotone unless you get excited.

-Being constantly overwhelmed by everything and having a short fuse and snappish tone with everyone and feeling guilty immediately. It’s not anybody’s fault, and you’re not mad at them, but now they think you are. You immediately shut down.

-Your sense of humor is warped by time on the internet and how few neurons fire in reaction to what normal people consider to be funny.

-You look like a deer in the headlights when you’re being yelled at. You don’t know why this person is mad at you and all your energy and concentration is going towards trying to figure out why, hence the blank look on your face.

-Staring into space for hours. You look like your soul has left your body in favor of the Astral Plane.

-Being a big fan of the feeling of nostalgia bc it’s the only feeling that hurts in a nice way.

-Enjoying angst bc it’s better to feel intense emotional pain than nothing at all.

-Am I depressed or is my disability acting up?


That makes me think about those times I wanted to grab you and kiss you. But you didn’t know, so I would just pretend everything was cool. But really it was killing me. And I remember all those mornings before you even put on your makeup, when I would think to myself, “My God, she is beautiful.” And it hurt so much because I knew I could never tell you. But it was worth it just to be there looking at you.

In some kind of AU… 🍃

Let’s be real here -

Bitty graduates Samwell, moves in with Jack, and adopts like a dozen kids.

He doesn’t mean to. It’s not his plan. He’s going to get a job or something but he’s a carer. He can’t help it. While he’s looking for a job and working on building his CV he starts volunteering at a children’s home and it breaks his heart to leave all those kids there alone and he and Jack have so much love and so much space and there’s so much need and…

So, long story short, they start fostering. Just short term at first but then some longer term fostering arrangements. They come out, get married. Jack buys then a big house with his big NHL salary. They adopt one kid. Then another. They still foster. Bitty isn’t even pretending to look for jobs any more. He volunteers and he feeds and loves whatever kid comes through his door and Jack is just 100% along for the ride. At any given time there are between 4 and 6 kids in the Bittle-Zimmermann household. They adopt another. Always older children. Always children who are ‘less desireable’.

Jack gets the C. They start hosting rookies. They’re both old enough now that they look at these rookies and wonder if they were ever that young. The rookies all start off vaguely uncomfortable to see their Captain so besotted with Bitty and paternal to all these kids but they get over it. Half of the team jokingly calls Jack dad when he’s not listening.

Just, give me Jack and Bitty with a home full of love and kids and laughter and joy.