even though it broke my heart

underrated Iconic™ six of crows/crooked kingdom moments
  • inej simultaneously choking tante heleen and stealing her priceless diamonds like a bamf
  • kaz’s ‘embarrassed teenage boy’ act in front of smeets (i was laughign so hard)
  • “pay someone to pay someone to pay someone to burn your kruge”
  • that time kaz and wylan chemically burned a hole in the ceiling and dropped into the middle of van eck’s dinner party
  • matthias grumbling “i. should. let. you. die.” while trying to restart kaz’s heart; nina giving kaz mouth-to-mouth resuscitation 
  • kaz staying conscious even though a prison guard shoved his bare fingers in his mouth (!!!)
  • Wyvil
  • inej breaking van eck’s nose SHE DID THAT
  • JESPER’S SHOT @ KUWEI!! MY HEART WAS IN MY THROAT WHY DOES NO ONE TALK ABOUT THIS 
  • kaz complaining nonstop bc alys van eck Wont ShuT UP
  • nina f-bombing @ matthias
  • child kaz f-bombing @ the man who wont let him see mr. hertzoon
  • “you’re too broke to buy waffles” 
  • llewelyn
  • KAZ’S IDIOTIC SMILE WHEN HE SEES INEJ JESPER AND WYLAN THUNDERING FROM THE ICE COURT IN A TANK DRAGGING THE ‘STRYMAKT FJERDAN’ BANNER HONESTLY DOES IT GET ANY BETTER
  • nina’s pregnant woman charade 
  • “i will turn your teeth inside out” “that’s physically impossible”
  • WYLAN’S DRUNK FJERDAN NATIONAL ANTHEM
  • wylan “im not a thief” van eck: offended @ “you think like a lockpick”; one (1) book later wylan has a scheming face and a “very passable imitation of kaz’s glare”
  • “if you ever cared about me at all, don’t follow.” Kaz Why Are You Like This Kaz
  • damage
on passive homophobia

there’s this post that i just saw, where the OP said that she does not condone same-sex ships because they’re sinful in her eyes. She was all “don’t hate me, pls, i mean no harm.”

and here’s the thing- i believe people when they say that they mean no harm when they say “love the sinner, hate the sin.” i grew up in an evangelical catholic household, but i also grew up with a sister who identifies as part of the LGBT community. when i was a kid, i also used to believe the whole “love the sinner, hate the sin” but over time, i realized how hurtful and just plain wrong that belief is. i realized how that belief still leads LGBT people to feel shame and self-hatred, how it alienates and destroys self-worth. Like… being gay is not the same as adultery and murder. It’s part of someone’s identity– how can you tell people to hate something that is part of their identity? 

i know the point many christians are trying to make is that Jesus takes away that shame and hurt bc he carries it for you, but day to day, it still is so hard to overcome. it’s hard to feel like you can’t be yourself, like you have to constantly reject your heart, your thoughts, your identity- even though no one else around you has to. it hit me when one my good friends told me, “I am gay, and I have accepted that I will always be a bachelor, because of what God wants.” My heart broke, because it felt wrong— if you fall in love with someone, you have to throw that away because loving someone who this religion says you shouldn’t is WRONG? 

I’m sorry, but the God I know- the God who saved my life- is a God who makes no mistakes. It’s a God who loves unconditionally, a God of endless complexity. 

and honestly, my sister has recently come to accept that she is not quite as straight as she tried to be for much of her life, and she’s now in a healthy happy relationship with a woman, and she is honestly the happiest i’ve ever seen her. it was such a point of inner dilemma for her, and it literally made her feel so depressed and angry at herself for years

anyway. i don’t usually talk about this stuff, because I’m never sure when it’s okay to speak up as someone who doesn’t identify as LGBT, but I do identify somewhat loosely as Christian, and many people I love are LGBT, and when I see someone using Christianity to peddle off passive homophobia, I feel like I need to speak up. 

TL:DR: even if you mean no harm when you say ‘hate the sin, love the sinner,’ you’re still causing worlds of harm. and when people tell you that your beliefs are harming them, it’s not good enough to say ‘i didn’t mean any harm.’ please listen to them. 

 『 Mystic Messenger 』 上弦の月 | Crescent Moon

“If someday I’m awaken from this transient dream,
I would search for you.

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I know I can’t tell myself to get over you. That’s not how it works, I’ve tried. But god dammit, I am so tired of loving you when you don’t love me back. I’m only hurting myself and I know I have to, need to, stop. But how? You were perfect, are still perfect. And even though you broke my heart, I still love you. I guess that’s the problem though. You’re still perfect, just not for me.

i think in our previous lives, we’ve always been in love with each other, estranged and held apart by a thin thread.

you were the king’s son and i was a peasant girl.
i was an aristocrat and you worked in the stables.
i was in love with somebody else.
you were in love with somebody else.
the first time we met, the world must have stopped in its tracks.
because when i first saw you in this lifetime, i felt everything freeze.

we have always loved each other from afar, each lifetime drawing us closer and closer.

the first time, you accepted a flower from me when you were riding through my village. you rode through it often, and one time you stopped, got down from your carriage, and spoke to me. but you were soon married to a princess, just like all princes were.
the second time, you helped me learn how to ride and take care of my horse. sometimes our hands would brush when we groomed him together. you were my confidant. my friend. we never once told each other what we really felt.
the third time, you were my neighbor, my best friend, and one night you kissed me during a game of hide and seek. “i love you,” you’d said to me, and for a second i loved you too. but a few weeks later i started dating somebody else. that summer, you moved away. in that lifetime, i broke your heart.
the fourth time, we had each other, for a while. our families vacationed by the same lake. you didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend until you had seen everything i had to offer you. you watched me cry in front of you. your family left the next day. in that lifetime, you broke mine.

our souls knew each other before we did. they found each other from across the room and pulled us together. “it’s you,” they said to one another, “i’m so glad it’s you. maybe we can get it right this time.” and then it began, again.

this time, we could have made it if we had had the strength. the courage. but i was afraid and your heart wasn’t there. eventually, mine wandered too. we drifted, our souls still reaching out for each other even though our hands no longer were.

but this time, we knew.
this time, we told each other.
this time, we fought.
in this lifetime, there wasn’t an issue of who broke who.
in this lifetime, we merely broke each other.

i know it’s heartbreaking to think we never got a real chance.
your sobs ring as loud in my ears now as they did the day we shattered,
and they haunt me.
our time in this life together is over. we lost this round.
but each lifetime, we inch closer and closer.
and in my heart, i hope.
my soul, it longs for you still.
it has picked itself out of the rubble of yet another failure and pieced itself back together.
my soul, it knows.
“i will find you again,” it whispers into the cosmos,
“there are many lifetimes to come.”

from across the world, your soul returns,
“we will get our chance yet.”

—  reincarnate -c.h. // Instagram: @evanescent.love (via @poeticaffinity)
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They stood in the center of the flat to take in the damage. Sherlock crossed his arms and kicked his foot at the remains of a book. John, holding Rosie, shifted her to his right and turned to Sherlock. The man was unusually quiet, and only uttered a few words when they entered the flat. The walls were black, the décor was scorched and ruined. Everything that they loved in that flat, everything that made 221B was gone. John jumped when Sherlock moved suddenly. He made his way over to the stand that used to hold his music sheets and set it upright. Sherlock turned to his favorite armchair and his brows furrowed. John watched carefully as his gaze went from his chair, to John’s favorite chair. What he didn’t expect to see was a tear roll down Sherlock’s cheek as he whispered, “It’s all gone now, John.”

John wanted to rush over and embrace him, as Sherlock did when he cried. Sherlock only said a few words, but each word was uttered with such pain that it broke John’s heart to see him so distraught.

“How long will it take to renovate?”

Sherlock wiped a tear away and exhaled. “Knowing Mycroft, he’ll have the top contractors in England come to fix the place up. Even then…everything is…everything is…it’s just gone, John. My chemistry set, my music, my chair. How can they replace that?”

John could only offer a smile at present even though he knew that it didn’t do much to lift his friend’s spirits.

“Don’t think of it as replacement, Sherlock. Think of it more as restoration.”

Sherlock’s eyes met John’s. “Restore, replace, what does it matter anymore? I don’t even have anywhere else to sleep until this flat is fixed.”

John’s mouth hung open. Of course, how could he forget? Where is Sherlock going to be staying during this? He can’t possibly sleep in his bedroom when the flat was in this condition. Did no one think to ask him, or did everybody assume that he knew what to do?

“You could stay with me,” John said without hesitation, “Er…you can stay with us. Rosie and I, until your flat is fixed.”

Sherlock’s lip quivered at John’s suggestion, and for a moment, John thought that he was going to cry again.

“John I…I couldn’t possibly…”

“Nonsense, Sherlock! I invited you after all.”

Sherlock tilted his head as he thought about the proposal. “Well, I suppose I could take the sofa.”

John’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Are you daft? The Great Sherlock Holmes, kip on the sofa? No, you can bunk with me…if you’d like that is.”

Sherlock froze much like the time when he was asked to be best man.

“John, are you asking me to…share a bed with you?”

Rosie let out a noise and John rubbed her back. “Yes…I…uh…it’s the only bed I got. Rosie’s got the other bedroom and the sofa is far from comfortable to sleep…”

Sherlock cut him off mid-sentence by whisking off towards his bedroom. “Just let me grab a few things and we’ll be off.”

John was left in the middle of the living room dumbfounded. He was going to be sharing a bed with Sherlock for who knows how long. The thought alone excited him.

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Here it is!  The first part of the ficlet/fic? Anyway, enjoy! 

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Why I ship Rapunzel and Eugene

Some people are probabaly wondering why do I ship an animated couple so much. Let me explain why using just the Tangled Before Ever After movie.

1. When Rapunzel asked “Have you seen anything so beautiful?” Eugene looked at Rapunzel and said YES

2. The moments when they almost kissed and Eugene was mad/upset that he didn’t get to kiss her

3. There was a lot of hand holding moments and I thought all of them were really cute

4. Eugene poured his heart out in the proposal and Rapunzel was so happy at first to hear what he had to say

5. Rapunzel felt really bad for saying no to Eugene’s proposal

6. The guards were front of Rapunzel’s bedroom doors and Eugene was trying to do anything to see her.

7. Then Eugene poured out his heart AGAIN to what he thought was Rapunzel minutes after his proposal

8. Eugene tried to find Rapunzel after Pascal told him he didn’t know where she was.

9. When Eugene broke down the door

10. When Rapunzel wasn’t scared to show Eugene her hair

11. When Eugene wanted to make sure Rapunzel was okay wondering how she got her hair back.

12. When Rapunzel walked into her coronation and Eugene couldn’t stop staring at her (even though she was wearing a crazy wig).

13. When Eugene said “that’s my girl”

14.When Rapunzel gave Eugene a frying pan for self defense

15.When Eugene gave Rapunzel a cupcake (just like he did in the movie)

16. When Eugene didn’t understand why Rapunzel said no to his proposal but he would do ANYTHING to make her say yes and do ANYTHING to make her happy.

THIS COUPLE IS TRUE LOVE. I KNOW THERE NOT REAL. BUT THEY SHOW WHAT LOVE REALLY IS.

Eugene tries to do whatever he can to make Rapunzel happy and Rapunzel loves having Eugene in her life but doesn’t want to commit right away because she’s trying to find herself.

(Sorry most of them were about Eugene)

Three’s a Crowd (Part 14)

Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13. Part 14.

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a tale of the heart; a.a.

PROMPT; in which archie andrews finds himself comforting a distraught and heart-broken girl while his feelings for her grow ever faster.

PAIRING/CHARACTERS; archie andrews x reader (towards the end), a minor oc, betty cooper, veronica lodge and mentions of jughead jones.

WARNINGS; sadness, heartbreak, feels, angst, that sort of thing.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!



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Archie had met you on the second day of the second month of second grade, when you had stared at him for two seconds then stuck your tongue out at him for the equivalent time.

And he’s had the biggest crush on you since.

He didn’t know when or how it happened. All he remembered was spilling the beans to Jughead in eighth grade, on the second day of the second month of that school year.

Since then, Jug’s kept him mouth shut around you, but whenever it was just him and Archie, he was teasing the hell or of him.

“Make any moves on Juliet, Romeo?” he would ask, or maybe something like, “Aren’t you supposed to be a Casanova? Why haven’t you asked her out yet?”

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 I’m so sorry, Angie… For the things I made you do… For leaving you alone to clean up the mess I created… Just,.. For everything.

I saw some really sweet Mercy76 art out there n was instantly hooked. N then I learned about the theory that Jack made Angie kill Gabriel in Switzerland n I was all ;AAAA;  “nooo!! not mercy! my poor sweet angel!!”. N it all resulted in this scene- I really really like there to be a moment when Jack apologieses n Angie n him can hug n cry it out. I mean, that whole period of Overwatch was just awful. But when I realized that Jack n Angie don’t even have any dialouge with each other despite being old team mates n friends it damn well broke my tiny black heart. I dunno whether she can’t forgive him or whether he just never tried to apologies, though I hope it’s the latter…

I want them to make up n be friends again! ;^;  n then they can find for a solution to get Gabe back n redeem for their sins, together.

“You’re going to fall one day.”

Member: Mark Lee x Reader
Genre: Little Angst/little Fluff 
Word Count: 1,944 words

Y’all this is my first scenario, I hope you enjoy! It’s a little rushed, sorry about that! Also please tell me if you like it or not, please~

(A/N I just reread this and realized that i have many typos sorry friends;;;)

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Another day at school. At least it was Friday, and you didn’t have much to do in most of your classes. You sighed, your dumbass stayed up late again scrolling through your explore page on Instagram.

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I still want you.

Even though you broke my heart. Even though you cut me to my core.

Is it supposed to be this way? I can’t bring myself to hate you.

You shattered me, yet I still want to make sure you’re put together.

This can’t be love. Love isn’t supposed to make you destroy yourself for someone else.

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Every Second of Everyday (Dan Howell x Reader)

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Hey guys! I’m finally on break and finals are over! (thank lord jesus) so now I will be posting a lot more than I have been so I hope you enjoy and happy holidays!

xxx Megan

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Dan’s POV


 I miss her every second of everyday. I can’t help but wonder what she is doing and most nights I end up punching a pillow or screaming at the top of my lungs thinking about how I treated her. Thinking about how she left one night in tears. Thinking about the disgusting words that left my mouth that I would constantly throw her way. Guilt couldn’t even begin to describe the feeling that was devouring me when I thought about the fear in her eyes every time we were argue. 

 Y/N had left 2 years ago. I could never blame her though. I treated her with such disgrace and constantly regret everything I did to her. At first we were fine, an average happy couple, but then my career exploded and stress was running my life. And unfortunately I would take out all my stress and anger on her. Every night we bickered about something for a good 3 months. Then the bickering formed into top of the lungs screaming at each other until one of us ended in tear or had lost the will to fight anymore. The worst part is she was the one who stopped almost every single time. She was the one trying to desperately fix us and put us back together. And me being the dick I was just decided to ignore her and push her even farther. The night I came home and saw our bedroom only filled with my stuff didn’t surprise me at all. Hell I wasn’t even upset. That was until about a month later where I found the letter in her old underwear drawer.

 Dan,

 I bet you will either throw this in the bin, set it on fire or not even bother to read it but yet here I am writing it anyway. I’m tired. Dan I’m so tired of you complaining about shit and not even realize that the most important thing was broken. Dan Howell I love you so much and I feel like I always will but you are not willing to fight for the most valuable thing in my life. Us. If you’re not going to try to fight then I guess I should just give up too. I know it’s a shitty thing to just pack up and leave but I was already bawling writing this and I have to leave. If I talk to you in person you will make me stay and I can’t keep doing this. We’re broken. I’m broken. I’m done and so is our relationship. I can’t say I wouldn’t miss you holding me or kissing me or even looking at me cause we both know I’d be lying but I am doing this for you. You’re obviously caught up in work right now and I know how much stress and frustration you have bottled up and I know I’m just an obstacle in the way. I love you so much baby and I hope you have a good life without me getting in the way.

xxx Y/n

 I punched a hole in my wall that day. Anger filled my veins at the thought of her crying over an asshole like me, making her think she was justing getting in the way of my life. I loved her with everything I had and still do and yet I left her feeling broken and worthless. I miss her every second of every day. 

 I was currently laying in my bed, alone, staring at a picture of a beautiful couple. It was a tall, dark haired boy smiling down at a perfect girl with y/h/c. He gazed at her lovingly as her eyes were squeezed shut with a wide opened mouth on her face laughing at a dorky joke the boy had tolded her moments before. This was my favorite picture of us. We both looked so innocent and in love. So happy. My thoughts were interrupted as there was knock on my bedroom door.

 “Dan?” I heard Phil questioned on the other side of the door.

 “Yes?” I spoke weakly as I heard the door creak slightly. I heard a sigh escape his lips ashe walked over to me removing the photo from my hands.

 “Still thinking about y/n?” He spoke quietly as I nodded slightly. He frowned slightly looking at the picture shaking his head slightly. Y/n and Phil were so close when we were dating. Besides me she would tell Phil everything but since the letter neither of us had seen her. 2 years she had walked out of our lives and yet both of us remember it like it was just yesterday. Phil shook his head setting the frame down as he gave me a small smile. “Wanna go to the store with me? Get your head off things?” Nothing could make me stop thinking about her. 

 “Sure Phil.” I smiled slightly as I sat up from the bed.



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 I strolled down aisle 3 searching for eggs. pushing my cart slowly.  My eyes scanned as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I grabbed it quickly answering the phone call, not glancing at the caller ID already knowing who was calling. 

 “Hi honey.” I spoke still looking for the eggs.

 “WHERE ARE YOU?” His phone boomed through the phone causing me to wince slightly

 “A-at the store. We ran out of eggs and the recipe calls for 2…”

 “You knew all my colleagues were coming over at 7 and I told you to have dinner ready by then!” Ryan’s voice was demanding and loud as I reached down finally finding a carton of eggs.

 “All of it’s done except for the cake you specifically asked for!” I spoke harshly into the phone setting the cartons in the cart.

 “Don’t you dare use that tone with me young lady.” He hushed into the phone causing me to roll my eyes.

 “Okay Dad I’m gonna go now see you at home.” I hung up before he could say anything else. Ryan was my fiance, a well paid, intelligent doctor who thinks he is better than anyone who is younger or earns less money than him. Me being 2 years younger and a mediocre photographer makes him feel twice as powerful towards me. We had been dating for a year and a half and to say we weren’t in love with each other is an understatement. The only reason we were getting married was because his parents loved me and told him to “claim me”. Being the suck up he is of course he proposed. And me being the most awkward person just happened to say yes. I was so busy trying to place my phone back in my pocket I didn’t realize I was walking I ran face first into someone’s chest.

 “Sorry about that love.” A thick british accent spoke causing my breath to hitch. I’d know that voice anywhere. 

 I lifted my head up slightly to look at the stranger’s face as I met a pair of two familiar brown eyes.

 “D-Dan?”



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 “D-Dan?” Her voice squeaked out causing me to freeze. It was her. Here. RIght in front of me.

 “Y-n?” She gave me a polite smile as she looked down at her feet, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, biting her lip, like she always did when she was nervous. I just wanted to pull her lip from her teeth and kiss her. But I’ll I could do was shuffle awkwardly and place my hands in my pockets.

 “H-how you been?” She asked quietly as her beautiful y/e/c eyes met mine once again.

 “I’ve been better…” I gulped as I saw a streak of guilt fill her eyes. “How about you? How are your photos doing?” She smiled slightly as she nodded slightly.

 “I finally got a job. Somebody saw one of the pictures and fell in love with it so they asked me to join their company.” I grinned at her happily. She had always been struggling trying to get her dream job but I had always told her she could do it. That was until all we did was fight…

 “See! I told you you could do it!” I spoke happily causing her to giggle. Oh how I had missed that sound. “What picture was it?” I saw her face freeze before she whispered 

 “The one of you and I…” I opened my mouth to speak when I heard another voice chime in.

 “Dan I found the… y/n?!” I heard y/n squeal as I saw her jump into Phil’s arms

 “Philly!” 

 I felt a pain in my heart as I watched them hug before she pulled away. Phil looked at her gleaming as he suddenly noticed something that I hadn’t.

 “Are you engaged…?” My eyes immediately darted to her left ring finger where a sparkling diamond ring sat. No. I thought to myself. She can’t be. That should be MY engagment for her. I felt my heart physically break as nausea took over my stomach as I saw her nod slowly. She looked down at her finger before looking up to meet Phil’s gaze again. I felt my eyes become glossy as I looked down at my shoes rapidly blinking trying to keep from crying. Phil seemed to notice my pain as he quickly spoke up. 

 “Congratulations! Well Dan and I should be headed out. We have a bunch of editing to do tonight and we have to watch some new anime episodes as such.” I looked up to see y/n gazing at me sadly as she nodded understandingly. She pulled Phil into another tight hug before turning to me and opening her arms slightly. I wrapped my arms around her petite figure as she hugged me tightly. Her vanilla perfume filled my nostrils as she squeezed me tightly. She pulled away slightly before waving a small wave smiling a little. 

 “Bye guys.” Her sweet voice filled my ears one last time before I saw her turn and continue walking the opposite way. I felt a small tear fall from my eye as Phil placed a hand on my shoulder squeezing in reassurance. 

 “I’m sorry Dan….” He spoke softly causing me to shake my head and wipe my tears.

 “Don’t be…” I spoke, “I’m the one who left her go…”



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 The radio quietly played in the background as I drove to Ryan and I’s apartment. My mind screaming Dan’s name over and over again. I had never gotten over him and the disappointment in his eyes when finding out I was engaged broke my heart. As I pulled into the parking lot of the apartments I felt my mind become cloudy when I tried to think about why I was with Ryan and not Dan. Dan and I had so much in common while Ryan and I were polar opposites. Ryan didn’t have the sense of humor like Dan did. Ryan didn’t care for me like Dan did. And even though all Dan and I did was fight and bicker, at the end of the day, I didn’t love Ryan the way I loved Dan. I carried the bags of ingredients up to the apartment where I opened the door to reveal multiple doctors and nurses filling up the living room. Sophisticated conversations were being spoken as laughter filled the room. I dropped the bags on the table causing a few to glance over at me and Ryan to notice my arrival.

 “Took you long another! Everyone I would like to introduce you to my friend y/n!” I stared at him blankly

 “Fiance.” I spoke angrily only causing Ryan to roll his eyes and nod softly before grunting out 

 “Yes… my future wife.” I scoffed before turning back to unload the bags when something caught my eye. The walls were empty. Nothing was hung or displayed on any wall of the house,

 “Ryan!” I spoke loudly over the voices making everyone go silent and turn their attention towards me once again.  

 “What?!” He spoke harshly, obviously annoyed by me interrupting his company for a second time.

 “Where did my pictures go?”

 “What pictures?”  

 “Oh I don’t know THE ONES THAT I TAKE FOR MY FUCKING JOB THAT WERE HANGING ON THE WALLS EARLIER!”

 A snotty brunette then piped up.

 “Job? Ryan I thought you said she was a lawyer not a picture taker.”

 “Photographer.” I gritted my teeth trying to calm my anger before turning my attention back to Ryan. “First you don’t want to announce me as your fiance and now you’re embarrassed by my job?!” I shrieked angrily as Ryan just chuckled. 

 “Y/n, I have a very important job and so do all these people. I didn’t feel telling them about your hobbies.” I felt my blood boil as he spoke.

 “Well you know what. I’m sorry I didn’t graduate from a fancy college with a perfect GPA. I’m sorry I don’t make as much money as all of your “perfect” friends but I’m not fucking sorry for who I am or what I enjoy doing. I like my “unimportant” job thank you and I know lots of people who support me.”

 “Oh yeah like who?” 

 “Like Dan…” 

 “Seriously y/n?! You’re bringing up that loser again! He doesn’t do anything either. Worthless piece of….”

 “Don’t you dare finish that sentence Ryan…” I spoke in a low, demanding voice. “Plus I know one thing Dan has that you will never EVER get.”

 “Oh yeah what’s that?”

 I looked down at my ring before sliding it off my finger and slamming it on the table “My heart.”

 “Y/n you’re gonna regret this…” I shook my head staring at him dead in the eye

 “Actually this is the best decision I’ve ever made. Have fun at your fucking party Ryan.” I pushed through the crowd grabbing my keys and open the door as I hear Ryan call from behind me.

 “You walked out that door y/n you can never come back. Do you hear me?! You can just send someone to get all your shit.” I stopped dead in my tracks before calling back.

 “Gigi will be here tomorrow to pick it up.” As I walked out slamming the door. I quickly rushed down the stairs as I reached my car hopping in and rushing down the street driving to the first place that popped into my head…



Dan’s POV


 “Phil make some popcorn!” I shouted from the living room as I searched through the TV for the episode we were gonna watch when I was interrupted by a knock at the door. Who would be delivering something at this hour I thought as I slowly stood up and walked down the stairs. I reached the door unlocking it slowly to be met with a petite girl. Tears filled her y/e/c eyes as her y/h/c hair was tangled slightly. I opened my mouth slightly as I stared at her standing at my door. I never thought I would something as beautiful as this moment. Even with her ratty hair and her makeup slightly smudged under her eyes she still managed to be the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I felt a smirk creep on my lips before I let out one of my remarks trying to lighten the mood.

 “Long time no see.” She giggled under her breath before I heard her mumble.

 “God I’ve missed you.” Before I could respond I felt her grab my shirt and tug me toward her. I felt her moist lips connected with my slightly chapped lips as the taste of her cherry chapstick invade my mouth. My hands found her waist as I tugged her inside with my closing the door by pushing her back against it. I tugged on her bottom lip as I pulled away smiling. She giggled resting her forehead on mine as I whispered.

 “I thought you were engaged?”

 “I was.” I grinned before reconnecting our lips

 I missed her every second of everyday. That was until she was mine again. I ended up marrying that girl. To ensure, that I wouldn’t have to miss her anymore.

Hwarang ep. 18

When I saw that Hwarang was trending here in tumblr I knew I had to avoid it at all costs… and now that I’ve seen it I genuinely can’t stop crying. 

Even though I’m a huge fan of BTS, the reason I’m crying is 80% for Hansung and 20% for Taehyung. 

 He was a young 

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childish,

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 and innocent boy man, 

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he was finally standing up for himself, 

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and in his last words he still begged Sun Woo to not hate his brother.

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His dead was so unfair 

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And I can’t describe

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How much

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I will miss

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Hansung

anonymous asked:

i love your blog so much! Thank you for coming out with such amazing prompts!~ Was wondering, since valentines day is coming, could i have some prompts for the lovely date? Thank you so much xoxo

Thank you so much for you kind words!!! They really mean a lot to me!!!! <3

Of course you can!!!

1. “I’ve had a crush on you since we were kids, but I’ve always been scared to say anything. This year, I impulsively bought you a Valentine’s Day present, but now, I can’t work up the courage to give it to you.”

2. “I absolutely hate chocolate, but I always get several boxes from relatives on Valentine’s Day, and I give them to you, since you love them so much, and you bring me non-chocolate candy in return.”

3. “We always give each other goofy Valentines, with puns or insults on the cards, but this year, you got me a super-sweet, touching card, and I still got you a rude/funny one. I’m panicking a little.”

4. “I bought you chocolate, flowers, and a stuffed teddy bear covered in hearts, and you still don’t understand that I’m interested in you. HOW?”

5. “We’re coworkers, and I left a Valentine on your desk, but I was so nervous, i forgot to sign it. Now I need to figure out a way to tell you who it’s from.”

6. “I had all these plans for a perfect Valentine’s Day proposal, but the waiter put the ring on the wrong tray, so now someone at the next table over is squealing with excitement, while their S/O looks on in horror, and I have no idea how to fix this.”

7. (To go with above.) “There’s a ring in your food, and I definitely didn’t put it there, but you’re so excited, I’m not sure if I have the heart to tell you or not.”

8. “You’re a thief, and I’m the cop who’s always trying to catch you. You somehow got into the station and left a Valentine on my desk, and I probably shouldn’t be as impressed as I am.”

9. “I bought a single red rose for Valentine’s Day, but it looks like you cleared out the florist’s shop.”

10. “When we were in Kindergarten, you gave me a Ring Pop on Valentine’s Day, and said it made us married. This year, I’m giving you a real one.”

11. “You asked me to help you put together a care package for your Valentine, and even though it broke my heart, I did. But now you’re giving it to me?”

12. “You’re the cheesiest person I’ve ever met, and I love that about you, but if you actually get up and serenade me for Valentine’s Day, I may throw something.”

13. “I know you aren’t big on sappy romantic gestures, and I’ve accepted that, so I wasn’t expecting much on Valentine’s Day, but you showed up with a huge box of chocolates and a singing card. Do you have a fever or something?”

14. “Every year, on Valentine’s Day, you ask me if I want a kiss, then give me a Hershey’s before I can answer. This year, I’m getting a real kiss.”


Hopefully, you enjoy these! I tried to go as sappy as possible! :D