forever is too good to be true

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Vilde: Dear Sana! Thank you so much for the super sweet msg. Can I say something nice back without making it too cliché? Ok I’m gonna do it. You’re one of my best friends because you’re so good, smart, and loyal. You’re one of the most independent people I know, and I look so much up to and have learnt so much from you. You’re a true friend. Fuck Insta-hate, pesimax girls and blacklists. No matter what happens we’ll have each other’s back, forever. Ok? Of course I’ll come to the Eid fest. I’m even thinking of fasting this week. Hihihi. Love you 2 peaces

Sana: VILDE ❤️

Sana: 🌸Friends4evah🌸

Sometimes I feel like I have ruined comics for myself forever. Sometimes I will look at a normal comic, and think to myself, what the fuck are all these fucking panels doing on the same fucking page? SPREAD EM OUT DUDE! True story.
It is my fond hope that I have ruined, or will ruin, comics for everyone else too. Scott McCloud wrote what I am sure is a pretty good book called Understanding Comics: The Invisible Art. One day I hope to write a book called Ruining Comics: Forever. It will be a 1000 page book, and every page will simply be a photograph of my face.
— 

Andrew Hussie

Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, and Aquarius are all the best story tellers in my opinion

Gemini makes the story personal and uses dramatic motions and talks with their hands. They have such a captivating way with their words that makes you hang on to each one

Libra loves to tell stories, and they are usually personal or very funny things that have happened to them. They laugh at the right parts and make it so entertaining that you want to hear them talk forever

Sagittarius tells stories almost like a rant. They are enthusiastic and tell it with such emotion and power that it makes you feel like you were there

Aquarius stories are almost too good to be true. You question whether or not it actually happened, because their stories are usually so ridiculous and funny, and they tell it in the most interesting way

Bruce Wayne headcanons:

-is forever socially awkward

-had a lot of “dates” but Selina was always his one true love and he respected that she didn’t want to be in the billionaire spotlight

-didn’t know how to interact with Dick at first because he had never had any friends as a child or siblings

-has a very good memory and is attentive to details

-followed Alfred around everywhere when he was learning to crawl and crawled after him wherever he went

-followed him around as a toddler too

-while Alfred cooked, Bruce would sit up on the counter and watch him when he was very small

-helped Alfred cook standing on a chair until he was tall enough to see over the stove/counter

-loses his virginity to Selina Kyle (naturally)

-truly bonded with Dick after he found Dick crying in the living room late at night after patrolling. Dick had been crying often but was too shy/awkward to come to Bruce or Alfred about it

-didn’t know how to interact with Jason at first because Jason was a lot like him and didn’t like being coddled

-is more like Jason than any of his children (this is why they butt heads)

-is a much better and disciplined fighter than all of his children (including Damian who was trained by the same person, but didn’t have the early training from Alfred)

- was trained to fight by Selina, Alfred, and Ra’s Al Ghul which gives him a much more complex mixture of hand to hand combat

- considers Alfred his father (even though he loved Thomas, but the older he gets the less he remembers about him) but also has a fatherly bond with Jim Gordon and Lucius Fox

- gives Oswald Cobblepot more leeway than other villains because of their history (Cobblepot has no real malice towards Bruce Wayne)

- bonded more easily with Tim than Dick and Jason at the start of their relationship

-tends to baby Tim more than his brothers, even though Tim is more mature

-is very smart and enjoys math, science, and history

-views Barbara Gordon as family because of his history with Jim Gordon

-knows how to cook, clean, sew, and dance thanks to Alfred

-legally adopts Dick and Tim and was in the process of finalizing the adoption of Jason before he was killed by the Joker

-is very supportive of Tim being gay, but wary of Kon because of how much stronger he is than Tim

-is not supportive of Tim quit college his first year

-pretends not to be supportive of Dick being a cop, but is secretly proud

-secretly adds money to Jason’s bank account every now and then

-is horrified (like Hank Hill level horrified) when he finds Stephanie’s underwear or feminine hygiene products in one of the bathrooms

-while getting ready for big public swanky events, Dick and Tim often end up redressing Bruce and fussing over his hair and cologne

-enjoys working out with Dick more than any of the others. It’s their bonding thing

-enjoys doing research with Tim more than any of the others. It’s  their boding thing

-despite being Batman, Bruce is incredibly awkward, sweet, and caring. When he asks someone “how are you” he genuinely wants to know they’re okay

-will forever be Alfred’s baby, no matter how old he gets

-keeps all of the boys’ first Robin uniforms. It is the Batman equivalent of keeping baby teeth

-loves it when all the kids are home and checks on them when they’re asleep in their rooms as if they were still little

-has difficulty bonding with Damian because Dick took over the fatherly role in his absence so Damian is more attached to Dick

-bonds easily with Helena because she is the one and only child he knows from birth

-picks Helena’s middle name “Martha”

-has a fairly decent relationship with Oswald Cobblepot (as Bruce Wayne)

-chooses Tim as his heir to Wayne Enterprise because he knows it would interest him more than Dick or Jason

-has only seriously fought two of his children-Dick and Jason, when they were becoming out of control teenagers

-enjoys having a large family and lots of children because he was a lonely, only child

-does not visit his parents’ grave until Dick is in his care. Before that, he was too scared he wouldn’t be able to handle it

-over the course of their relationship, asks Selina to marry him numerous times

-Selina says yes when Helena is already four

-because Selina hates the spotlight, the marriage is done through the court and only a small reception is held at the manor. Bruce’s sons are his groomsmen and Dick is his best man

-Despite being socially awkward, Bruce is a suave SOB when it comes to women, but he only has eyes for one

BTS Reaction to Your Drunken Confession

Incognito; bts reaction to your drunken confession (possibly actually sticking with ur confession the night after???)

Note: UGH, I posted this very late last night & it made my phone glitchy. Lets hope it works this time. *cries*

*credit to gif owners*


Jin ➳ A week had passed since you had drunkenly confessed to Seokjin, and the man had a distinct feeling that you were too drunk to notice who he was at the time; blatantly telling your feelings to the wrong person but boy, was he proven wrong.

He was admiring you from afar, taking in everything that is you when you spoke up. “I do love you, you know.” You whispered under your breath and the man blinked, wondering if he had heard you correctly since you two were walking down the busy streets. You then looked up to him with a smirk, your cheeks completely flushed and he couldn’t help but laugh at your shy expression. You were indeed cute.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Suga ➳ He remembered the smell of alcohol roaming around your body, he remembered the way he carried you on his back to your home because you were way too drunk to walk, and what he would definitely remember for a fact..

Is your confession.

It was the day after when Yoongi wondered if what you told him was true, and when his eyes locked onto yours from inside the studio, you looking away with flushed cheeks — he smiled so big and wanted to do nothing more than to scream to the whole world that your feelings were reciprocated.

Originally posted by yoonseokismyreligion


J-Hope ➳ The bar was filled with bustling humans, and Hoseok tried his best to rip you away from the stool where multiple empty glasses laid before you. “You’re supposed to be m-my hope, my angel~!” You slurred, gripping to the edge of the table while the man had his arms encircled around your waist — ready to pull hard. You’ve been saying those words all night and he had no clue why, but still, he found your drunken self cute.

He finally yanked you off the stool, throwing you over his shoulder as you whined in distaste. It was when he stepped out of the bar and into the cool night, when you mumbled “I love you, Hoseok.” He froze, hearing your breathing steady as you fell asleep and he wanted to laugh into the night in glee; hoping to anything you would tell him again when you were sober.

Originally posted by jjks


RapMonster ➳ He had found you drunk at his friend’s party, finding you falling asleep on Taehyung’s side when he decided you had enough fun. He helped you up, guiding you out the home with his arm around your shoulder when you mumbled something incoherent. He was confused at first, his eyebrows furrowing and knowing you would never say those three words to him at all, but he was proven otherwise when he slid you into the passenger seat of his car before he got in himself.

“I love you, Nam..joon.” You mumbled, eyes closed as you breathed deeply. His heart fluttered as he stared towards your toxic form when a smile began to play along your lips. “So, so much.”

Originally posted by chimneytaels


Jimin ➳ He had his arm around your waist when he was helping you off the pier, you having drank too much in the restaurant and becoming hazy in seconds. You were quiet the whole time as he dragged you off the wooden tiles and onto the sand before you decided to confess, which caught him off guard. “You’re kidding,” he laughed nervously, “you’re just drunk-”

He lost his footing, falling into the sand and taking you with him as you landed on top of him. He expected you to scream or puke, anything, but what you did instead was hum in delight as you lay on his chest. “Let’s stay like this forever.”

He flushed scarlet, staring at the stars when his heart began to beat faster as his arms wrapped around your small form. “..okay.”

Originally posted by k-pop-crazy


V ➳ It was too good to be true, you confessing to him in the midst of your intoxication. He was afraid of getting hurt, afraid of holding onto those drunken words that he didn’t even realize it himself when he was stalking towards your way in the studio. You both were alone, and when you looked to him with a smile, the words, “do you really love me?” slipped past his lips before it could register in his brain.

“Yes.” You stated with confidence before your skin tinted into an infuriating red color, quickly making yourself look stupid as you began to dance the uneasiness away. “I mean, no, and-”

Taehyung could only laugh at your nervous state, suddenly feeling a rush of happiness go through him.

Originally posted by eatjin


Jungkook ➳ You were both sitting on the grass in the backyard, trying to escape the crazy get-together that was happening inside the house with the guys. You were way too drunk, eyes closed as your head laid against Jungkook’s chest while he stared at the stars when your delusional self bravely told him you loved him. He blinked, “you what?”

“I love you,” you said a little annoyed at having to repeat yourself. He suddenly became shy, his whole body turning fifty shades of red at your confession. “I always have, and I always w-will..” It was quiet then, and he was trying his best not to ruin your sleep, that was, until you let out an obnoxious sneeze. He tried desperately to hold back a smile.

Originally posted by ulookfreshlikesalad


Masterlist

@ladygaga: I don’t know how to put a price on a friendship. I’m not even sure how you can assess the size of its meaning, only really your heart truly knows and it’s too special for words. I feel two competing feelings. Firstly, that I will live everyday with more passion, more determination, more compassion and more giving than ever before. Because that’s who she was, and it’s what drew us to each other, and I know it’s what she always wanted for me. She had this incredible way of releasing me from the anchor of my own sadness that held me back, she loved me fearlessly while I learned how to cope with fame and stay inspired no matter how scared I was. She knew all I cared about was the music. She made that ok. The other feeling I have is that of being robbed of the last 10 years of my life, friendship and career with her. Like someone took her from us, and with that taking took all the good times. I know that’s not true, and I know that I have those memories forever, I’m just in shock that I will never have new ones with her. I’m in shock that I won’t see her again until I pass too. I vow to be a little stronger everyday for her because that what she would have wanted, I vow to be stronger for anyone who’s lost somebody to cancer. I’m a part of that family now. I vow to be a warrior for her and be a voice for cancer patients so the world can continue to improve the dialogue and the fight. I loved her. I still love her. And I love so much her husband Andre, stepson Sante, and friends. I made them some food yesterday. I will keep cooking. Cooking my soul until it understands this.
Last thing I told her, “Go find Joanne, Sonj.” Somehow I think she did.

normanikordei: I can’t stop smiling from ear to ear writing this. I’m grateful to each person that has invested their time to support me throughout this journey. I really can’t begin to express the impact that you have made on my life and my family. My reward is being able to look in the audience each week seeing just how proud my loved ones are. I’ll forever remember that little girl on the couch watching #DWTS with her grandma. The dream became my reality. My heart smiles. Thank you for being such a special part of this experience. I could just cry because it all seems way too good to be true. We’re in the home stretch. Final results next week. Make sure you don’t forget to cast your votes. We’re so close but the race isn’t over #TeamValmani 😼
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The Musketeers Fandom:

I don’t know how many times I let it be known or perhaps it was not enough. My last conversation with my most favourite, @chancellorfangirl, made me reflect. Yet it was not that hard because my miss? Terrible. Pervasive. Heart-crushing.

You, as a collective of LOVING souls, made such an impression on me, forever. I’m so grateful to have been part, to know you in my life. Such dedicated, LOYAL, beautiful souls, all in ONE fandom. Dumas would have been so proud to have such souls come together, to share the love of his characters and plots and everything in-between. I had, in my wonder, thought it was all too good to be true. And still, you ALL went far and beyond. Exceeded those expectations. As it should be.

I guess the time is now, despite how many times I was dying to say this, all this, to you. Trust me, I have my heart in my throat as I try to piece this together. Yet I needed to thank you.

I love you.

I miss you.

Again, thank you.

Thank you for making my time here so lovely.

@chancellorfangirl, @santiagocabreraaddicted, @swelldame, @canadiangarrison, @loveel-who, @ihadenoughofthis, @harveyslga, @muminlotta, @hottiemcgreeneyes, @iheardyoubrokeawindow, @laneyc22, @naniemmanel, @silvertyger, @aramis-deadshot, @romanceaholicwriter, @paintedimaginings, @jessipalooza, @pusteli, @damntagnan, @constance-and-dartagnan-haven, @hungersycamore, @razycrandomcunt, @p0rth0s, @queenannesmusketeer, @musketeersbbc, @dontbeangrylove, @cmorgana, @pitchouneeiko


And of course, so many more fans I missed. I would like more to be added for I wish for the love to keep spreading. So if anyone sees this, by all means, add more to the list if your name is not on it. If not, just know that this message is for all those in The Musketeers fandom, even if you lurk.

Hand to heart, you ALL deserve such honour.

Tell Me

Originally posted by undo9

Tell Me
[You need alittle reassurance from Zico]

Jiho groaned and rolled over on his side. You two have been in bed for the last few hours and every time he finds himself finally falling asleep, you would find it absolutely necessary to roll over and it would wake him up. That and he’d often find a mass of hair tickling his face, but he’d grown to find that part comforting. He couldn’t really complain about a slight discomfort when it oddly smelled like warmth and home.

However, each one of your little flops were followed by a very huffy grunt.

It wasn’t that you never moved around in bed, it was just that you never moved around so much. He glanced at his alarm clock and sighed, rubbing his temples. He had work in a few hours and knew that you wouldn’t just offer up what was bothering you. “Jagi please” he wrapped his arms around you, stopping you from turning again. “What is it?”

“…Nothing” you mumbled pouting.

He knew that pout, that was the I don’t wanna say it, but I’ll be even angrier if you don’t keep asking me pout. “Come on, please just tell me.” he yawned. “I gotta get some sleep and whatever it is, is clearly bothering you.”

“I don’t wanna tell you.” your pout deepened.

“Well why the hell not?”

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anonymous asked:

Ahhh I love the MC proposing hc, but it is missing one important thing! Saeran! (And V if you'd like ,,,) Love your blog A++ content ✌✌

yaaaaaaaay i finally got this done!! -Green

Saeran:

-you think you’re finally ready. and you think that saeran is too

-you two never really mentioned the idea of marriage, but… you want it. You want it bad.

-all in all, you think that the idea of marriage is ridiculous, and you know Saeran does too. you don’t need to be married to be bonded together forever.

-but just thinking of it… the two of you at the alter, hand in hand… it feels too good to be true for someone like Saeran, but you want to at least try. And try not to get your hopes too high.

-you want to make it somewhat of an event, because what if he says yes? you want to have some kind of a proposal story to brag about. that’s half the reason to get married anyway

-but also oh god what if he says YES

-god dammit now you have your hopes up look at what you did to yourself

-but when you actually finally get the courage to propose guess what happens

-you propose to saeyoung instead because he wanted to fuck around with u but woops now you’re proposing to me what do i do

-the only reason you know it’s saeyoung is because he drops to the floor and starts sobbing

-you kick him

-GOD DAMMIT THIS IS NT  HO W  ITS SUPPOSED T O GO??????

-now you’ll never propose because not only did you propose to the wrong twin but now he’s telling you how lame it is and you couldn’t be more mad

-though you don’t get too mad because saeyoung is pretty helpful with figuring out a nice proposal for saeran and is very supportive 

-you take saeran out for a drive in one of his brothers babies, you don’t really tell him where you’re going 

-the two of you end up in his old hometown, just outside of it parked on the side of the road. he’s hesitent to get out but since you brought him here… okay.. 

-you’re parked right at the bridge and there’s a small lake, and you go down there 

-it’s very very quiet. there’s a huge tension being held right above your heads and honestly saeran is panicking a little 

-all the sudden you just tell him how much you love him and want to be with him and?? he doesn’t know what to do with all of that all of the sudden A aA a a???

- “i know that you’re not really hand in hand (haha) with the idea of marriage… and neither was I. but… I want to try it with you. You’re the only one I want to do this with. So will you let me, saeran??” 

-you take out the ring, and mentally pat your back for being so smooth

-now you have to deal with him being basically frozen in place and crying

- “bABE?!????? oh my gosh are you okay???” 

-MAYDAY YOU WERE NOT EXPECTING HIM TO CRY

- “why did you bring me here of all places to propose, you dork?” he’s still sobbing but manages to call you a dork

-you are h u r t 

- “i don’t know?? i know this place sucks for you and you don’t really have any good memories here so… i wanted to make this place good. so when you remember it, you don’t think of… everything. you think of us.

-just because of that he’s hugging you and telling you to put the dumb ring on his finger already

-you two stargaze there that night and while saeran thinks it’s really fuckin cheesy

-he loves it

V:

-man oh ma N

-the cutest

-you decide to control date night and you tell him this and he’s pretty excited

-you won’t tell him what’s planned so he’s hurrying you out the door because he’s so excited to see the idea you have for date night

-you two walk for awhile and it’s dark at night with a nice familiar chill in the air; you spend the time getting there flirting and talking about everything

-once you get close he can hear the rush of water

- “Where are we? Did you take me to the water bridge?

- “not quite. There is a stream though.”

-you took him to a quiet little garden park; flowers are everywhere and different exotic trees.

-you sit him down at a cute little table with two chairs and a prepared dinner, little white Christmas lights around your sitting area so you can see

-you are seated right next to the river and can see the city lights

-needless to say he’s very flustered! you were so thoughtful, and this is so cute of you… you even got his favorite dinner?? and he can practically see everything in his head with all of the different, wonderful smells.

-he says thank you 300 times

-when he’s finishing up his meal that’s when you grab his hands and smile at him, saying you have a gift for him and he almost cries because you’ve been so thoughtful and he didn’t get you anything???!!

-you walk around the table and get on both of your knees, telling him how much you love him and how proud you are of how far the both of you have come in your relationship

- “i know… that there’s still a lot we have to cover. that old wounds take time to heal. but i want to do it together. I want to be with you as long as I can, Jihyun. And if you would let me, I’d be honored if I could do it with you as my husband.”

-the boy can’t see much so you put the ring in his hand and curl it into a fist before kissing the back of it

- “you don’t have to answer right away, it’s a big step. I just want you to know I’m ready for it. I’m ready for you.”

- “I’m ready for you too.”

- “what?”

-v is smiling so beautifully under the wind and flowers, the lights shining down on him that you really think he is a fallen angel. he’s so beautiful. “I want to be yours.”

-your so happy that you almost make him fall over the chair when you try to hug and kiss him

-you just laugh it off, because it’s a beautiful night, and who cares about awkward moments when you just got engaged?

Fluff Meme: Pregnancy Edition

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Did you just say you’re pregnant?”

“I can’t believe this; we’re going to be parents!”

“____ I’m pregnant.”

“The doctor said this might help with the morning sickness…”

“I’m so excited to finally be a mother!”

“You mean I’m going to be a father?”

“I can’t believe you’re pregnant! I’m so excited for you!”

“I really like this color for the nursery, what do you think?”

“Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?”

“Here let me rub your feet, I know they’ve been bothering you…”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one; we can’t wait to meet you..”

“He/She/They just kicked!”

“I just found out…we’re having twins…”

“Go on and take a nap, you and the baby/babies need your rest.”

“I’m so excited to finally meet our child/children, it feels like we’ve been waiting forever.”

“Wow….a few more weeks and our baby/babies will be here….”

“I love you and our baby/babies so much…”

“The clinic called with my results today; I’m pregnant!”

“I can’t believe we’re finally going to have a baby.”

“We should probably start thinking of names for the baby/babies now…”

“That’s our baby/babies heartbeat?”

“I just can’t believe I’m/you’re pregnant…it feels too good to be true.”

“I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather have a family with….”

Our love isn’t the kind they make movies about or write about in books. It isn’t the red hot burning desire and passion that society tells us is what love looks like. Our love isn’t like that because our love is real. They don’t write stories about love like ours because love like ours isn’t always pretty; it isn’t perfect; it isn’t the kind of love that people search for their whole lives. 


Our love is binge watching Lost until it’s so late we can barely keep our eyes open,
And our love is falling asleep in the middle of an episode with my head in your lap.
Our love is crying on the phone at two in the morning because I’m afraid you’ll forget me after being apart for so long,
And our love is you telling me you could never forget me.
Our love is going to the gym together, constantly competing to see who can run the farthest on the treadmill,
And our love is not letting it become a competition and always encouraging and pushing one another to do our best.
Our love is being jealous of your ex because I think she’s prettier, and I’m afraid she’ll steal you away from me,
And our love is you reminding me that I’m yours now, and you only love me.
Our love is talking about life over an ice cream sundae that you bought for us in the middle of the night,
And our love is you always offering me the last bite even though I’ll say you can have it, but you’ll politely decline, and I’ll end up eating it anyway.
Our love is throwing up all over you and crying because I’m so embarrassed about it,
And our love is you telling me it’s okay and still being able to smile at me when my lunch is all over your chest.
Our love is getting high in the woods and then trying to hide our glassy eyes and far off gazes from your roommates,
And our love is making out on your bed and having to pause every now and then because I can’t contain my giggling.
Our love is accidentally knocking over the plants that you worked so hard on and trying to get the dirt out of the carpet before you come back,
And our love is you forgiving me because you know it was an accident and putting them back in the pots anyway.
Our love is squeezing to fit with you on the twin size bed in your dorm room and falling asleep to the sound of your heartbeat,
And our love is waking up the next morning sore and restless, but happy because the first thing I get to see is your face.
Our love is breaking up with me and begging me to say something, anything, but I can’t because all I can think about is how empty my life will be without you,
And our love is saying you’re sorry and that you love me the next day and crying as you tell me that you’ll never leave me again.
Our love is crying in my car over a pizza with my ex because I’m afraid I’ve lost you,
And our love is telling me you’re still mine and I could never lose you.
Our love is getting the wrong lid for my coffee on our first date and desperately trying in vain to fit it on my cup without you noticing, but you saw and were trying to hide a smile,
And love is driving downtown back to the little coffee shop where it all happened and reliving it over and over again.
Our love is misunderstanding one another and arguing over a problem that doesn’t even exist,
And our love is being able to say ‘I’m sorry’ because we refuse to let something so insignificant come between us.
Our love is arguing over who gets to control the aux cord because you like rap, and I like pop punk,
And our love is memorizing your favorite songs so I can surprise you the next time it comes on by singing along to it with you.
Our love is being unsure if we can overcome our differences and stay together,
And our love is realizing that our differences shouldn’t drive us apart, but that we should learn and grow from them. 
Our love is blowing up your phone constantly looking for reassurance that you still want to be with me,
And our love is you putting up with me anyway and telling me that I don’t need to worry and that you love me.
Our love is making love in the middle of the day with the shades closed and you constantly shushing me because you’re roommates might hear,
And our love is lying in bed afterwards, wrapped in each other’s arms.


Our love is the good and the bad,
the beautiful times we share and the heartache when we’re apart,
the nights of passionate love and the nights of passionate screaming and crying,
the moments when it feels like we’ll be together forever, and the moments when it feels like everything is falling apart,
the times we tell each other “I love you” and the times we’re too proud to say it, even though we both know it’s still true.


Our love is far from perfect, but it’s ours, and I wouldn’t trade those sleepless nights and tear-soaked pillow cases for anything else in the world because I’d rather be crying over you than forcing a smile for someone else.

—  the words written on my heart // where-words-fail
Izzie Stevens, the black sheep OG and why she deserved better

Originally posted by greysanatomytime

You know what drives me mad?

Izzie Stevens was originally written as this perky, compassionate and overly attached optimist, princess-type character who raised herself from the ground up. She never gave up on people, she always believed Meredith would survive her drowning. She was white trash but made it as a surgical intern and had to face the sexism and childishness of Alex Karev and her male co-workers shaming her for modelling and it was viewed in an empowering feminist light.

Why?

Izzie Stevens, 6 seasons in, becomes a total shell of her former self. No longer is she perky or optimistic, she’s cold and unforgiving. She walked out on Alex for what seemed to be months without an explanation, and came back blaming him for getting fired. I can understand Izzie’s feeling of having lost everything, because she did, but it is just so out of character for her to give up so easily like that and leave. I feel like they never anticipated Katherine Heigl permanently leaving so this storyline would be swept under the rug but she did and now the fact that it now REFLECTS HER ENTIRE CHARACTER is such a mind-fuck to me, because now all I see is people hate Izzie for reasons that were the total opposite of her development throughout the show.

Also, it’s just a mindfuck because Izzie’s very last episode paints her in such a negative light. She looks like a total moron. She walks out on her husband, comes back expecting a steady relationship recovery & he says he deserves better naturally and that’s it. She looks so pathetic, as she walks off in a huff after he breaks up with her, but in a way I can’t help but feel sorry for the character that should have been. Izzie should have died of cancer bravely trying to fight it, (and as Addison once said) Izzie is a fighter. She would not back down and walk out and disappear FOREVER. (Now I know Izzie was supposed to come back in 6x20 and resolve shit properly, and fine okay, Katie left after ML, but she did wanna come back for season 8 and that would have fixed everything, but Shonda would rather hold a grudge and ruin an original than stay true to a character’s development). 

And you know what’s sad too? Originally this was a good girl/bad guy on-off relationship and Alex was the mean one, who emotionally abused her, cheated on her, was emotionally unavailable, etc. Nowadays I see people treat Izzie like the devil back in season 2 for saying “you’re not good enough for me or anyone” when that is totally out of context because A. Alex was being a dick to Izzie in the scene B. He was not concerned about her medical career, it was jealous ex-boyfriend crap, and he was saying “your boyfriend’s gonna die, your real option is me”, not “this is your patient and this is against the law” (Alex does mention him being her patient but it’s not in that context, Alex doesn’t give a shit about it, he doesn’t even back her with the LVAD wire situation, so if he actually cared about her professionally, he would have backed her up). 

Anyway those are my thoughts and frustrations with the ending of Izzie Stevens. In the correct alternate universe, Katherine never renewed her contradict and they failed to revive Izzie after the season 5 finale, giving George and Izzie beautifully tragic endings, in a perfect universe, Katherine came back after her maternity leave and she and Alex are an 8 year married couple on the show till this day, or even better, Izzie does leave eventually, but in Cristina-style fashion before the show went to shit.

I’m always bummed Izzie got shit on in the end by Shonda and Katherine. They both are responsible for not fulfilling their duties to the character and they’ve left the character in a massively antagonistic light. I roll my eyes at every time they mention Jo leaving but it not being about Alex. It’s nice how you reflect on Izzie. Not the believer, not the one who stood up for herself against sexual harassment twice, sexist slut shaming another two times, who spoke out against animal cruelty against Owen, the one who believed when no-one else did, the one who tried to make her friends happy and only wanted the best for them, even if she was annoying, nosey and needy doing it, she meant well, no, she’s the bitch who left Alex. The sexist bias is infuriating.

I’m not even going to go into a rant about how Meredith, Alex & Cristina casually addressing Izzie as being “gone” and how ridiculous and unbelievable it is they would not go to find out what happened to THEIR FRIEND THEY WERE WILLING TO RISK THEIR MEDICAL LICENSE FOR and who they went through EVERYTHING with is, but I’ll leave you with that thought. 

Let’s review the ultimate fates of MAGIC:

M & A - Meredith Grey and Alex Karev:

2 successful attendings still at the hospital and main characters on the show.

G - George O’Malley

The patriot hero who wanted to serve in the army but got hit by a bus and died saving someone else’s life.

C - Cristina Yang

She fulfilled her dreams as a cardio god owning a hospital in Switzerland.

Then there’s Izzie. 

She amounted to nothing. She had nobody in the end. She left after an argument with Meredith and we never heard from her again. Every reference to her afterwards is to reference how stupid, crazy, cruel or mean she was. Every relationship she had is minimised and treated like it was nothing. Remember how caring and protective Bailey was to Izzie? And Bailey hasn’t mentioned her since. Nothing from Mer either. 

And it makes me sad. 

Anyway if this gif doesn’t epitomise my thoughts on how horrible her exit was, I don’t know what will:

Found Pt. 2

Character: Jungkook - BTS
AU: Hybrid!Jungkook
Genre: ??
Authors Note: I know a lot of you have been anticipating for a second part! ^^ Can’t get enough of this lil’ pup can ya! Neither can I hehe. I don’t really have a plot for this series, just a bunch of domestic living and happiness with Puppy Kook!

Enjoy and let me know what you think! <3

 - Admin T

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Too Good to be True

Title: Too Good to be True

Characters: William Gallagher (P.S. I Love You) x You/Reader

Synopsis: You fall in love with William everyday. Even after being married for three years now.

Warnings: NSFW, smut and a whole lotta fluff!

Note: Based on that JDM dream I had the other night! I didn’t dream the entire thing though, just parts of it. *wiggles eyebrows* y’all probs know which ones made it into my dream looooool. Hope you guys enjoy my first ever William fic!

Also, if y’aint interested please feel free to ignore this as I am too lazy to separate my tag list per character lmao. Sorry!

Originally posted by kazosa

You were woken up by the soft lips pressing against your neck, showering your skin with feathery kisses that slightly tickled you. Giggling, you turned around and faced your husband, William.

“Morning, love.” He lovingly said as he moved your hair away from your face. “Happy third anniversary.” He immediately added before moving closer.

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You Look Good- Brady Skjei

Originally posted by laurastacey

(There are literally NO BAD GIFS of Brady!!!!! WTF?!?!?)

Ok so I know I’ve gotten a few birthday requests so this is the first one that came up! I was supposed to have it written for the 16th, but vacation and lack of imagines got me messed up. Thankfully @hotnhlplayers is a very forgiving person so this is late but here you go! Happy Birthday Boo!!!

Warning: a couple of cusses

@hotnhlplayers Request: Hey girl! My birthday is a week from tomorrow (May 16) & I was wondering if you could do a special imagine with Brady Skjei, Tyler Seguin, or Auston Matthews where it’s her birthday & he leaves a note for her when he goes to practice telling her to dress nice for later & when he gets home, he sees her in a fancy dress with her hair & makeup done all special & he can’t stop fawning over her, especially when they go out, he keeps showing pda & sneaking kisses & it’s just really fluffy? not really sure if that makes sense but you’re writing is amazing so I trust you! if you can’t do it, I completely understand! thanks anyways! xxoo

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              You got home from school and dumped your backpack on the counter with a sigh.

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It’s a date

-SNOWBAZ-

This is my @carryonsecretsanta gift for @eroticgropefest Also, inspired by the @carryon-countdown prompt: Date Night. Hope you like this, Katie! It’s been so fun being your SS  ♡ ♡

Summary: 

Five times Baz has to bite his lips in order to refrain himself and one time he doesn’t.

OR

Five times Simon doesn’t mean it and one time he does.

Word count: ~2k

Rating: T

Tags: Best Friends, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Pining, 5 +1 Things

Also on AO3


The first time he does it, it’s completely unconscious.

It’s summer and they’ve been moving furniture from the Pitch Mansion to Baz’s new apartment with Fiona. Snow is in a tank top, all covered in sweat and his cheeks flushed red from exhaustion.

Baz hands him a bottle of water, his fingers resting a moment longer than necessary on Simon’s skin, and the world is suddenly too hot and his pants too tight.

Baz blames the tank top.

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  • Ryuji: Ok wait, we gotta think about this.
  • Akira: Cancer forever is way worse than hungriness.
  • Ryuji: It doesn't say 'no one goes hungry forever'.
  • Akira: No it doesn't. It means give everyone a sandwich right now.
  • Ryuji: Okay, but...you think about curing cancer, there's evil people that could have cancer.
  • Akira: Yeah but there's probably way more good people that have cancer. It's not like 50/50.Like what if feed the hungry, is you just nuke the hungry countries?
  • Ryuji: That's true too. We can't read the fine print!
  • Akira: No!
  • Ryuji: Okay, if Haru was here, she would...
  • Akira: She would feed the hungry.
  • Ryuji: Okay but, she's not fucking here.
  • Akira: I say fuck cancer.
  • Ryuji: I dunno I'm leaning towards fuck canc- but when you think about it, if you feed the hun-
  • Black screen that says '2 hours later'
  • Akira: YOU CAN'T JUST GET RID OF HUNGER BY FEEDING PEOPLE CANCER! THAT DOESN'T WORK!
  • Ryuji: No but if the people that die from cancer, we can't feed them.
  • Akira: That's what you'd be doing.
  • Ryuji: No, no!
  • Akira: YOU'D BE SHOVING CANCER INTO PEOPLE'S MOUTHS!
  • Ryuji: Fuck it, cure cancer!
Ponyboy x Reader

(My writer’s block is showing. Can you tell?)

Anonymous asked: “It’s you. It’s always been you.” With 17 year old Ponyboy?

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You were branded a Greaser when you were young. Money has always been tight, lunch was simply another time for homework, and leather jackets kept you warmer than any hand-me-down coat ever had. But people only saw what they wanted to see, and even though that kid Ponyboy (and sometimes Johnny) were the only Greasers that you hung out with, the name still stuck.

It started when Ponyboy and you had been partnered up for something in third grade, and he figured it was best that you guys worked on the project at his place.

“They call you a Greaser, too! Don’t they, Y/N?” he had announced to his gang, not even an hour into working on the project. One of his older brothers, the bulkier one, had eyed you in a way that made you shift in your seat. Though you still nodded your head, because it was the truth. Another Greaser sent both of you to Ponyboy’s room after that.

Soon after, you found that the boy couldn’t multitask, so while you lay sprawled out on his floor trying to color inside of the lines, Ponyboy was across from you. He was on his belly, chin propped up on his hands as he hung on every word you said about your own family.

The project turned out to be a success, as you both got a good grade on it, but for some reason that same Greaser that had glared at you before, announced that you shouldn’t be stopping over at their place unless it was strictly for school. It was obvious he didn’t like you, but you obeyed without question.

This still didn’t stop you and Pony from hanging out, though. Both of you were in track, and during school hours you guys would partner up for everything. Ponyboy later admitted that he didn’t know why Darry didn’t like you, but you lied and told him that you didn’t care.

During middle school him and you figured out what ‘Greaser’ truly meant, but you guys ran with it. You two embraced it, because it was who you were, and you didn’t have a choice.

One day during the end of track practice Ponyboy tripped, and while thrusting his hands out to soften his fall, the gravel ripped away at his skin until drawing blood. Now you knew Pony wasn’t that squeamish, but something had been bothering him all day (that he hadn’t chosen to tell you), and at that moment he broke down. His eyes got all glossy and he kept turning away from you, cradling his hands against his chest and insisting that he was fine.

“Darry says I’m getting to old to cry now,” he professed in a wavering voice.

“I don’t believe that,” you told him gently. Slowly, you got him to face you. “You’re never too old to cry.”

“I can’t go home like this,” he eventually stammered. “Nobody’ll be there for me.”

You drew your blade from your back pocket at that moment, and Ponyboy’s eyes went wide as he saw you tear into the skin on your left palm. You grabbed the Greaser’s hand and pressed your own against it, keeping it there until it was impossible to tell whose blood was whose.

“There,” you said, pulling away. There was no action you made to wipe your hand. “We’re blood brothers now, and that means I’ll always be there for you, Pony.”

You two were in high school now, both seventeen, both seniors. You understood the world a lot better now, but so did Ponyboy. It was right after school when he invited you over.

“Darry’s not there?” you asked. Your shoulder brushed against Pony’s as the both of you made your way down the gravel road to his place. You both preferred walking to driving.

“He’s home,” Ponyboy said quietly. This caused you to slow to a stop. “I want to introduce you to him,” he went on. He was fidgeting, you noted, peering down at how his fingers were snagged in the hem of his shirt. He was nervous.

“He’s already met me, Pony. He doesn’t like me.”
Ponyboy gazed into your eyes, and for the first time you could feel desperation radiating off of him.

You and him weren’t an item, exactly. In fact, it wasn’t clear what the two of you were. You thought of yourselves as best friends, but best friends didn’t do what you guys did. Best friends didn’t plan half-assed futures together, they didn’t hold hands in private or kiss on the lips.

They didn’t do the things that you two had done, and still remain simply 'best friends’.

“I don’t care,” Ponyboy said, leaning in and interlocking his fingers with yours. “I want him to know who you are.”

Your lips curved up into a faint smile. “And who am I?”

Ponyboy grinned, that proud, dumbfounded look spreading over his face. “You’re you, Y/N. It’s you. It’s always been you. Darry needs to know. He needs to know who you are to me, I mean.” Pink raced across his cheeks and he smiled down at the ground, squeezing your hand. “I-I want to call you mine.” His eyes found yours. “I want to be called yours.”

You breathed the Greaser’s name.

“I’d love for this, Pony. I’ve wanted this for a long time now,” you couldn’t help but confess, reflecting back to all those nights you had lied in bed, dreaming up a future with the Greaser before you.

Ponyboy beamed. “Good, because so have I,” he exclaimed. His voice rang childish, familiar in your ears. “I want to be with you forever, Y/N.”

You leaned in and planted a kiss to his cheek.

“Same to you, Pony. I love you.”

This wasn’t the first time these words had been shared between you two, but it was the first time it had the deeper meaning that both of you knew was true.

“I love you too, Y/N.”