ever said to you


There was no turning back, no option to abandon his plans. Not that he ever would, he intended to support Kennedy, forever, otherwise there would be no point to this nerve wracking moment. After all the chaos and stress he put himself through to stand before her, as he was in this very moment, he was going to summon the courage and do it, he had to.

As he held Kennedy’s face in his shaking hands, he took a deep breath and began to speak.

John: “ Ken, I…I asked you outside for a reason, a very important reason actually…a-and I don’t exactly know how to say this, b-but…”

  • Aubrey: You know coffee stunts your growth.
  • Beca: It’s ok, I once took a Buzzfeed quiz that’s says I’m the perfect height.
  • Aubrey: I once took a Buzzfeed quiz that said I was a Charlotte when clearly I’m a Carrie.
  • Beca: You’re clearly a Miranda.
  • Aubrey: That’s the meanest thing you ever said to me.
  • ~ quote submitted by sorry-lost-on-the-path-of-life ~

ssamdong  asked:

"I'm not okay. I don't know if I'll ever be okay. And if you can't be with me now, then you may as well leave" for some of that sweet ninette angst if you're so willing

“I’m not okay. I don’t know if I’ll ever be okay,” Nino said quietly, studying his hands. “And if you can’t be with me now, then you may as well leave.”

Marinette put her hand over his and he stiffened. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“I don’t want to be like this,” he continued, voice soft. He brought his free hand up to his neck, thumb rubbing along the side of his headphones. Marinette watched the motion thoughtfully.

“When did you notice your anxiety getting worse?” She felt his hand flex under hers and she lightened her pressure so he could slip it away if he needed to. 

“It’s been gradual. I thought I had it under control and then last night…”

“You had a panic attack. A bad one,” she finished.

He nodded but stayed silent.

“Maybe you’re spreading yourself too thin.”

Nino grimaced. “It’s not like I have a lot going on, Mari. My course load is small and work has cut my hours down.”

“You’ve been taking a lot of gigs.”

He frowned. “Music is the only thing that relaxes me.”

“I get that, but maybe the stress of doing so many is–”

“You don’t get it though,” he interrupted. “That’s the whole problem, Mari. You don’t get it. You don’t know how it feels up here.” His hand moved from his headphones to tap at his temple. “I know it doesn’t make sense.”

“Then explain it to me.”

“I can’t. I…I don’t know how.” He finally slid his hand away from her, opening the distance between them. 

“I can’t help if I don’t know what to do.”

He scrubbed at his face, knocking his glasses askew. “I don’t need you to help,” he finally said. “I need you to just be here.”

“Maybe you could talk to someone. There are anxiety medications that may help you get back on track,” she offered.

Nino sighed, shifting further away on the couch. “There’s no track, Marinette. This is who I am. I’ve been dealing with it for years. Some periods are just better than others.” He interlocked his fingers and stared at them. “I’m sorry you have to see me like this. This isn’t who I wanted to be for you.”

“I only want you to be you,” she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. “I love you.”

He shrugged helplessly. “This is me. Sometimes I’m okay, and sometimes…sometimes I’m really not.”

They sat in silence together for a few moments. Gauging his reaction, Marinette closed the distance between them again and linked her arm with his. Nino seemed to be holding his breath and she moved closer to him, resting her cheek on his shoulder. “Tell me what you need from me. I’m here.”

Prompt List

Buy me a coffee?

anonymous asked:

So, from a few asks ago, you said u were interested in Rich. Have you ever tried to get with him or flirt with him or is he taken by another boy(preferably Jake)?

M : It’s kinda complicated, but when I did like him we both flirted back and forth but there wasn’t actually much goin on. He’s super into Jake now and I swear that him and Jake would be great together but he’s way too scared to do anything about it, which I understand.


BRIAN was first and I told him I asked him to marry me in LA and he never gave me an answer and he said uhhhh. BUT HOMIE STILL DIDN’T SAY NO. SO YA GIRL STOLL HAS A CHANCE.

DOWOON. I’m sorry bb I was still talking to Brian when I saw you. But you’re so beautiful and kind. YOU RUN LIKE AND OLD MAN.

SUNGJIN HOW MANY TIMES WILL YOU SNATCH MY WIG. I asked him how he was doing and he said good. Have you ever heard a better word ?! Sungjin INVENTOR of English!


JAE. lmfao. I asked him if he remembered me and he said HOW MANY TIMES ARE WE GONNA DO THIS. biiiiii, he remembers me. BOY JUST PLAYING ME IN LA. But I told him my name AGAIN AND TOLD HIM TO SEE ME AT HI TOUCH.

I’m just saying- Austin fan sign was way longer than LA. I mean it wasn’t long but comparatively WAY LONGER AND I’M SO GLAD I’M HERE. WE OUT HERE FAM. BEEN HERE SINCE 8AM. COME AT US.

natmoose  asked:

So I just scrolled through your art tag and suddenly I just burst out crying because it is all just too damn adorable (especially the moon!cas sun!dean au). I love everything you draw it's so incredible and adorable. Ok I need tissues and probably someone to help me figure out why I start crying at adorable stuff. 💚💚 (this is probably the cheesiest ask I have ever sent anyone but I just HAD to let you know)




*passes them tissues*


Truth Or Dare (Cas x Reader)

Originally posted by subcas

For @aleksandria-nikolai-winchester

Notes: smut, losing virginity (male)

Rainy days and a lack of important cases led you, Sam, Dean, and Cas to play a game of truth or dare. It was, as they say, all fun and games until someone loses their virginity.

Sam brought you and Dean some beer as Dean took your challenge to tell the truth.

  “Yes…I am afraid of flying. And yes, Sam did smack me in the face with a piece of pie to get me to calm down.” He blushed.

You laughed playfully, enjoying yourself. It was time for Sam to ask Cas. “Truth..or dare Cas.”

  “Truth.” He said awkwardly.

  “Hmm…have you ever..had sex?” Sam said, already knowing the answer. He wanted to make the game easy on the angel.

Cas turned a bright shade of red and almost stuttered. “N…no. Never had sex.”

You cleared your throat.

  “I can help with that.” You giggled.

You took him by the hand and led him to your bedroom.

His movements were clumsy at first, but you helped him get into position. You crawled on top of him, making sure he was comfortable, and you wanted to make sure he was okay with it.

  “You sure you want this Cas?”

  “This is one thing I’ve always been fascinated about. I’d like to experience it with you.” He reached up and stroked your cheek gently and tenderly.

You went down on him lightly to start with. He groaned in pleasure and you could have sworn he pulled you down. “You want this bad don’t you?”

  “Please Y/N. Don’t stop.” He said.

His breathing soon became one with yours, and your bodies were entangled with each other’s.

A few moments later, both of you reached a state of bliss.

When he calms down, he takes a deep breath and pulls you close. “That..was wonderful Y/N. I…I’d like to do that again. I’m sure it’s not every day that an angel loses his virginity to a human. To a beautiful woman.”

You giggled and asked him, “Truth or dare?”

  “Truth.” He smiled.

  “Did you really enjoy it?”

In response, he rolled over until he was on top of you, and his wings flared out. Indeed he enjoyed it. Thanks to a game of truth or dare.

irish-newzealand-idian-dutch  asked:

8 logicality

“were you ever going to tell me”
This is a sequel to the one I posted earlier “It wasn’t even fun at first. Honestly it was like… morphine” yeah that one. Anyway hope you like it
@leesacrakon @evanisonfire
Trigger warning for mentioned drug abuse and almost overdosing
“were you ever going to tell me” Patton asks as he grasps Logan’s shaking hands.
“I tried too,” Logan said, “I don’t think I could have ever directly told you.”
“It was like morphine’ how was I supposed to know that meant you were actually addicted to drugs” Patton said laughing shakily.
“You weren’t"  Logan said. At that Patton burst out sobbing. Logan was a shadow of the man he had fallen in love with. He was skinny and pale and shaking like he was contstantly cold.
“You should have said something”
“I needed to beat this on my own” Logan said
“You almost died,” Patton continued to weep.
“But I didn’t”
“I was so scared when they called.”
“So was I when they found me I thought I was dead and all I could think of was you”
“I’m not sure that’s healthy”
“Do I look healthy Patton?”
“No but you will. I’ll get you out of this alive, no matter what”

anonymous asked:

What would you say is the worst thing someone has done to you? What is the meanest thing someone has ever said to you?

Hmm, this is a tough one.

Worst thing someone’s said to me? Maybe Athena calling Snowball a dog. Or, well, everything Jamison has ever said :P

Worst thing someone has done to me? Whoever reassured me that those cryopods were safe.

dear person reading this:

  • your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
  • your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
  • your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o  n o t  b e  a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
  • “bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
  • your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
  • your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
  • scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
  • same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
  • sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
  • long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
  • tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
  • trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella 
  • ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
  • do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
  • lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
  • #1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek  (▰˘◡˘▰)
  • and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent, you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtaking in every single way.
  • next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥

anonymous asked:

let me tell you, i was having a really REALLY bad day like a month ago and i was scrolling through tumblr and someone had reblogged one of your Keith fanarts and it made me feel all giddy and wonderful bc it was so adorable ? and now every time i have a bad day i just scroll through your art tag and just stare for hours at like all of your Keith and Klance posts, so i just want to thank you for making me feel better and for being a wonderful artist and person ♥ hope you have a wonderful day!

oh my gosh that’s such a nice thing to say?? i’m gonna cry???

by all means, have more cute keiths as thanks for seriously making my whole week, anon

hope you enjoy!

Partner and I have been rewatching The Two Towers for the first time in a long time.

anyway, one thing that has always been weird for me is Eomer giving Hasufel and Arod to random strangers, just like that.  Just giving them away, two horses, to a trio of foreign travelers he just met and had suspected of being spies.

like.  what?  This is Rohan.  Horses are the thing you value above all else, I don’t care if their riders are dead, even if their riders don’t have actual heirs somewhere to whom ownership would pass (or Rohirric inheritance law works differently and ownership has somehow defaulted to their éored’s commander, IDK), you’re still a calvary force planning to see a lot more battle in the near future, chances are high you’re going to end up with horseless riders who’ll need them.

this time I actually processed the fact, though, that Eomer believes they’ve inadvertantly killed two innocents, prisoners of the orcs, the beloved companions of these travelers.

The horses aren’t a gift.  They’re weregild.

(Technically it’s the 15th since it’s 1:38am)

So there’s one bit near the end of the Genocide Run that hit me pretty hard, personally. And as with most things that hit me very hard emotionally, it was a random almost throwaway line that wasn’t written to be focused on that much. But whether it intentionally held the meaning I took from it or not, it doesn’t change the fact that I DID take meaning from it.

When Flowey is monologuing near the very very end of the game and explaining what he went through, he talks about how he lacks the ability to feel anything for the people around him, and how desperately, frantically, he wishes he did. He talks about how, at first, he tried to help people. He talks about how at first it seemed to help, but every time it was time to let go, to move on, he got scared and couldn’t do it. He’d panic and reset instead. And how then he’d be right back where he started. And he would try helping everyone again.

But it became hollow. Everyone always said the exact same things, and did the exact same things. And nothing changed. And nothing new ever happened.

And eventually, just out of sheer desperation for SOMETHING new, he decided to kill everyone. And how that was at first a relief, but even that grew stale and empty as he did it over and over again. Until he was left with nothing, and there was nothing to care about, either for better or worse, but he couldn’t let go either. So he was trapped in this world where nothing ever changed, and he couldn’t make himself leave.

It’s a sad story, but it’s also a bit of a gut punch because of its implications.

Maybe in time, the person playing the game, the actual human being behind the keyboard, not the pixel character they control, would find themselves in the exact same situation. Eventually, things in a game stop changing. Characters always say the same things, do the same things. And maybe in time, as boredom takes over, the player would also try a genocide game just for SOMETHING new. But eventually even that will become empty and lead to nowhere after you do it enough.

I can’t really say if that’s true or not. I can’t say it’s false either.

But It’s 2 years now. And a lot of us are still here. And more importantly a lot of us still care. Quite deeply in fact.

And maybe we won’t care forever, maybe the same thing will happen, or more likely, we’d be the ones able to let go and move on to other things and let go. Maybe there’s no escaping that.

But it’s been 2 years, and at least for now, we’re still here.

There is also the possibility I’ve considered, that since the insane success of the game was never expected or anticipated at all, that the level of love it caused in gamers was a complete and utter surprise, maybe their ability to never fall into that cycle of apathy and just how long they can keep going, caring as hard as ever, will also be a complete surprise that was never foreseen.

Or even more simply, maybe Flowey just needed to be shown, as with so many things, he was wrong about that too.

Who knows. Honestly I can’t say how things will look in time. It could either way.

But at least by year 2 we were still here.