forever leaves a mark in my life

A Letter to my Ex Best Friend

Sorry for any grammatical errors. I haven’t edited it yet so I’m sorry in advance lolll. But this is something very personal that I wrote today and hopefully someone else could relate. 

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I was going through my memory box today and a lot of stuff that involved you came up.  It brought me back to the good times and I almost texted you but then I remembered that you’re just a stranger now. It’s been a couple months since we last talked. Crazy huh? How in just a year we went from being inseperable to complete strangers. If someone had asked us a year or two ago if we could see our life without each other in it, we would have laughed and said no; Now here we are.

I would be lying if I said I haven’t thought about you or that I didn’t miss you. I do miss you, a lot. So much has happened since we last talked, and I wish I could share it all with you. There has been times where I picked up my phone to text you but then I would remember you’re not that person anymore; And it’s sad because for the longest time it seemed like you’d be that person who stayed in my life for a long while. I miss being close with your family and being able to call your home my home as well. I miss having the privilege of saying I had more than one family. It’s crazy how much can change in a short amount of time.

I hope you don’t hate me for walking away when I did. I hope one day you understand that I had to or else we would have never known just how toxic our friendship had been. There is quite a few things I know I could have done better and shouldn’t have done, same goes for you. We are both to blame for our friendship being as unhealthy as it was. Though it was so unhealthy, we shared a lot of great memories and I’d like to think it was equally good as it was bad.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry we’re not best friends anymore and I’m sorry I had to be the one to walk away. I’m sorry for any pain I caused. I’m sorry I couldn’t be your person anymore. I’m sorry we couldn’t do everything we wanted to. I’m sorry I tried to blame you for our friendship ending. I’m sorry I tried to hate you because damn did I try. I tried so hard and for awhile it worked because hating you and being mad at you was easier than missing you. But I realize that I could never hate you, no matter how mad I am about what happened. I’m sorry this is how it had to end for us, but that’s life for you. Not everything goes the way it should or how you want it to.

But I would like to thank you. Thank you for being my person for as long as you were. Thank you for being patient with me while I learned how to trust another person. Thank you for the memories I will never forget. Thank you for caring enough to break through the walls I had worked so hard to build over the years. Thank you for being the person I could run to for everything and anything. Thank you for being the person I could count on. Thank you for being the person I could confide in without the fear of judgement. Thank you for teaching me how to love and be loved. Thank you for showing me that I can still trust others and be trusted. Thank you for proving to me that people come into our lives for a reason and though they may not stay, the lessons learned are a blessing.

I would like to say I can see us being friends again in the future but I’d only be spitting out false hope. It would never be the same and if I happen to see you one day, I’ll smile and walk away. My heart will break a little and all our memories will hit me like a train but I’ll feel grateful for the time we did have together. Some people aren’t meant to stay in your life forever and unfortunately I learned you are one of those people. They say some people only come into your life to teach you a lesson and leave, but the most important people leave a mark. Well you left a mark and I am thankful for you coming into my life when you did.

I know you may never see this but I needed to get it off my chest. There were a lot of words unsaid and a lot of words I wish I could have said. I guess I’m writing this to get a small sense of closure for myself.

I hope you and your family are doing well. I hope you get everything you want and more in the life you chose for yourself.

You’ll always hold a place in my heart.

Sincerely,

Your Ex Best Friend

You didn’t choose me, and that will always leave its mark upon my heart. Because of it I am forever changed… and while you can either choose to leave the past behind or look back on it in whatever light you wish – I must carry the emotional scars of your decision with me every day.
You have cursed me – not only to live my life without you – but to forever look back and be drowned by the same wave of emotion… Not hateful, not bitter… just sad.

sarahmgellar: “20 years ago today, I had the greatest privilege to bring Buffy to your tv screens for the first time. It was a long and challenging road to get there. First the movie, then a passed over pilot presentation, and eventually a mid season time slot on a little known network. That first season, we liked to think of ourselves as the little show that could. While we knew the potential, I don’t think any of us saw the lasting impact our show would have. As an actor, you wish for that one role where you can leave your mark and forever be remembered, with Buffy I got so much more. She’s a feminist challenge to gender hierarchy. Buffy may have been the Chosen One, but I was the lucky one. Thank you to Gail Berman for always believing there was a show in that movie. Thank you to Joss Whedon, for trusting me to give life to one of the greatest female characters ever created. Thank you to David, for always being my Angel. Thank you to James for understanding that while Buffy and Spike may have been love/hate, I have nothing but love for you. Alyson, as any woman knows, you are nothing without the love and support of great female friends, so thank you for being that. Michelle, you will always hold a key to my heart. Thank you to all the incredible actors for seven seasons of amazing performances. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the incredible crew that worked tirelessly (and also really tired) to bring this show to life. And lastly, but most importantly thank you to all of you, the fans. We made this show for you, and your unwavering support has kept this show going long past our seven years. You are everything. And always remember…“if the apocalypse comes, beep me” #buffyslays20

Keep on Living (chapter 5) Lin-Manuel x Reader

The final chapter is finally here!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Summary: Your boyfriend Mark, is an abusive asshole and you’ve finally confided in Lin who’s offered you a safe place to stay.Your confusing crush has lead to a confusing kiss with Lin, and you still need to confront Mark and get your life back. This is an angsty one, kids.

(I’m an abuse survivor myself and writing this fic has been damned hard at times. Not all abuse is the same, and so this fic is not meant to be a universal experience.

 To anyone that may be experiencing abuse then my inbox is always open and I will always believe you. Tell a friend or a relative if you are able to. And there are many support lines depending on your town/state/country, talking to someone helps. Stay safe.)

Warnings: Trigger warnings for descriptions of physical and emotional abuse. 

Word count: 5437 - I don’t know what happened.

Tags: Thanks so much to everyone for your wonderful messages of support, it’s been unreal and it means so much. I’m an emotional mess anytime someone’s sent me feedback or confided in me with their own personal stories, or even just asked for a tag.

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You took a deep breath. You could do this.

“Mark, it’s over. I’m breaking up with you, you need to leave.”

You stared at your reflection in the mirror and sighed. You didn’t sound convincing. You held your head up, narrowing your eyes, hoping it made you look braver than you really felt.

“Mark, you need to leave…and um, you need to get out like, now.”

Your voice cracked. Argh, why was this so hard?

You didn’t recognize the reflection staring back at you. You looked so weak, and your own words sounded so small in the echo of the bathroom as you rehearsed your lines, like this was all just a stupid play. Like this wasn’t real life. Like you didn’t have to face up to Mark eventually. You couldn’t shake the sound of Mark laughing at you in your head, his vile insults embedded in your brain:

You are pathetic. You are ugly. You are worthless.

You shook your head, trying to drown out his imaginary voice.

You are ugly, disgusting, you are nothing. And your friends know it. Lin knows it. He doesn’t want you. Nobody wants you.

You closed your eyes as Mark’s taunts filled your head. His degrading put-downs had long ago taken over your own internal monologue and you now doubted everything You doubted yourself, you doubted whether your friends were really your friends, you doubted whether you were even worthy of being loved.

But last night for the first time in a long time, you felt loved. You felt safe. You had trusted your own voice. You trusted Lin.

Until Mark’s voice had crept back inside your head this morning..

The look on Lin’s face when he’d seen your bruised skin, the look of pity in his eyes.

Your face grew hot as you relived the embarrassment of Lin pulling away after kissing you earlier that morning. Had he really pulled away because he hadn’t wanted to rush you, or was it just an excuse because he didn’t want you like that? Mark’s laughter rattled round in your head and you didn’t know what to believe anymore.

You are ugly. Nobody would ever want you.

Had you really imagined the way that Lin had been looking at you? The way he’d stroked your cheek, the way he’d bitten his lip before leaning in, his mouth hungry for yours? Or were you pathetic like Mark had said all along?

You’re a slut. You are nothing without me.

The words echoed around your head louder and louder and louder and louder and rage began to rise in your throat, you felt your body tremble until you felt like you were going to explode.

“Mark, you need to leave! You need to get the fuck out of my apartment now, take your stuff and if I ever see you again, I’m calling the police!”

Woah.

You opened your eyes, in shock at the roar of your own voice which had just erupted out of nowhere. You smiled at your reflection. You weren’t weak, you were strong. You weren’t confused. For the first time things felt crystal clear. You could actually do this.

“Hey, Y/N, you ok in there?” Lin called from outside the bathroom door. You winced. Perhaps screaming into a bathroom mirror right outside Lin’s dressing room hadn’t been the best idea you’d ever had. You checked yourself in the mirror and grabbed your bag before opening the door to see Lin, biting gently on his lower lip and nervously pushing his hands deep into the pockets of his hoodie.

“You ok?” He asked, his eyes brimming with concern.

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Just Like Animals (Dean Ambrose) *One Shot

Prompt: It’s been two weeks since you broke up with your boyfriend of 4 years. You are doing everything you can to move on and avoid him, but when you least expect it. He finds you and confronts you about why you want nothing to do with him even after your explosive break-up.

*Random inspiration from the song ‘Animals’, by Maroon 5. It all worked out perfectly. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did writing it for you all!

Pairing: Dean Ambrose & Reader

Word count: 2.6k

Warning: Smut. All the smut. Dirty, dirty smut. There is plenty of angst and aggression as well. Also mentions of blood and foul language.

Those who wish to be tagged! @ambrosegirlforever , @valeonmars , @thebadchic , @nickysmum1909 , @vsturgeon5489 , @jade4062022 , @ortonaholic , @fuckingrox, @lakama15 , @southernbelle24 , @wwefangirlllll , @spiderman2289 @toosweetme

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I don’t want to lose you.

Imagine: You confessed Dean your feelings for him, but he didn’t say anything, so you left to the nearest bar and while you were with a guy Dean arrives and beat the shit out of him.

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Pairings: Dean x Reader / Sam (mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, Strong lenguage

Word count: 1416

A/N: Jealous Dean is one of my favourite things ever. I had this in mind for a couple of days and now I’m happy to finally writting it. Italics are flashbacks. ;) Also if you can hear I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing by Aerosmith while reading it, would be amazing… You’ll see why.


Tears coming down through your face while you were driving your motorcycle at high speed.  You could literally feel your heart breaking every time you remembered what happened.

Something happened that lead Dean and you into a discussion. “Could you stop this? You can’t be fucking controlling what I do Y/N!” Dean yelled. “I’m worried! Worried that something may happen to you!” With that, you felt how everything was coming to an end. Now it was obvious you felt something for Dean.  “I am because I’m fucking in love with you, Dean!” You instantly regret saying that, but it was too late. Dean’s face changed and he was no longer looking at you. He turned his back to you. “Well… Good luck with that.” He said before leaving the room.

You kicked the door and looked at yourself in the mirror. You weren’t going to cry for Dean or at least not where he could see you. You knew that telling him was a bad idea, but you couldn’t hide it anymore. “Fuck this!”

You took a bag and you packed all your things. Then you walked through the bunker and Sam saw you. “Hey Y/N, going somewhere?” Sam asked. “Far.” You didn’t look at him. “Don’t call me again.” “What?” Sam lowered his cup of tea. “Y/N are you alright?” “I just need to get the fuck out of here.” Sam was looking you with confusion in his eyes. “Sorry, Sammy”

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anonymous asked:

Can I request a first time sex smut with Ravi from Vixx? Can the girl have brown skin, 3c hair, wear glasses? Thank you, your blog is my masturbating pleasure lol

I’m sorry you’ve waited so long for this. And thank you for loving my blog- I never knew it was dirty or good enough to make someone really want to do those things. I am- flustered. Hehe thank you OvO

First Time:

You both lay in bed, lips moving against each other with your legs tangled between one another. Wonshik had been over all day enjoying time, just being with one another. It was Christmas time, and you decided to see him as much as possible before the year started up and you both got busy. He was the sweetest, staring at you like you were the best thing ever. And hopefully you were to him, because you had been dating each other for a while now. 

He had made you the happiest during this time, and any need that you ever had he gave it to you. He always wanted to make you happy so he tried to do it each day. The only thing that you hadn’t done was have sex. It was because you were scared, you were both from two different worlds. He was pale- tanning now but you were brown. You wore glasses, and your hair was different from anyone else that you knew. But he loved and adored it. The most you had ever done, was play with each other. A few fingers, your hands on his dick once or twice. 

Your lips pressed hurriedly against his lips, your leg lifting up to wrap around his waist, his large hands came up to grip at your hips, pulling you even closer to him, his lips pressed against yours. Your lips danced with one another, and his tongue slowly slipped into your mouth. His tongue swirled around yours, he let his tongue flick and grind against yours slowly. Kissing him was heaven, he always tasted so good and guided so well. He held you closely moving to lay on his back. Your hips ground down against his after a while, your skin starting to tingle. Your fingers twitched and got excited wanting to do more. You slowly let your hands run up the front of his black cotton T-shirt grabbing at his dusty brown locks. 

He moaned against your lips, rolling his hips up against yours, soft moans bubbled from your lips. It took a few minutes for you to be panting, but in no time you were wanting more letting your hips rut down against him to feel the friction against your cotton brown shorts. Wonshik was the first to pull away from the kiss looking up at you he gave you a few more pecks smiling softly.

“You know I enjoy spending time with you like this. And I know we’ve talked, and I don’t want to rush things. But baby, I’m hard as a rock. I know you can feel it. So lets stop ok?” He almost pleaded looking up at you. His eyes roamed down your body, and shifting your hips ever so slightly on top of him you felt his bulge pressing against your core. He was moving to sit up, but you were quick to push him down letting your hair fall over your shoulders as your gasses slide down to the brim of your nose. 

He looked at you with wide eyes, at a loss for words, he laid back against the bed wincing softly at what you assumed was because of how hard he was. “I want to..” You started looking down at his chest avoiding his gaze.

“What?” He asked softly not really knowing what you had said. He cupped your cheeks looking at you. 

“I said.. Wonshik.” You started looking around before looking back at him, your lips moving to form the words you didn’t think you could say. “I want you to make love to me.” You let the words rush from your mouth. The heat pooling onto your cheeks and neck, your eyes starting at him. His eyes opened and closed, he was in a turmoil of emotions, sitting up slowly he wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“We don’t have to do it.” He mumbled against your lips. “I can get myself off, please don’t rush it.” That was what you fucking loved about him the most, he never forced you, he was always so kind and caring. 

“No.. No I want it. I want you Wonshik please.. We have been dating for a while and I really want you to take it. I have needs too.” You reminded him, your voice trembling with nerves, you could feel your heart pounding against your chest. Waiting on him to answer, it felt like forever for him to say anything. 

“Are you sure?” He asked you once more letting his eyes roam over your body. “I don’t think I can handle not ravaging you if you gave me the chance. I want to make love to you, I want to paint your body in marks. God I want you to scream my name. I want to fuck you into this bed. I want to leave you sore and coming back for more princess.” His words made your core heat up, the words he spoke to you flustered you to the brim, he was the love of your life and though you were nervous, you knew what you were asking for.

“I am sure.. I want it.” You shushed anymore words with kisses to his lips, letting your arms wrap around his neck starting off another round of lips against lips. After a few minutes you were pressing down against him again dry humping him. Your ass cheeks clenching tightly the harder you bucked down against him. Hands combing through his hair, he gave a soft growl pushing you down on your back. His hands worked at lifting your shirt up over your brown skin. He broke the kiss to take off your shirt throwing it to the other side of the room. His eyes traveling down to your chest. He reached his hands up to grope your breast.

He thumbed your nipples through your bra, his eyes never leaving your chest he squeezed them and pushed them together leaning down to shake his head left to right in your breast. It made you release a soft laugh, wrapping your legs around his waist he smiled up at you licking up and down the valley of your breasts. 

He lifted your body up a bit undoing the snaps on the back of your bra. He chunked the bra to the side. “Look at these breasts, so nice and plump. Perfect.” He moaned out in the back of his throat leaning down his mouth latched onto your left breast. He sucked on it with his tongue, letting it flick up and down against the pert bud. His free hand griped at your other breast to give it attention. Fingers ghosting against the soft breast, watching the goosebumps heat up on your breast. He pulled back letting his tongue dance around your nipple slowly, he watched you with a heated gaze. He moved towards the other side letting his tongue dance against your nipple once again keeping his gaze on you. 

He pulled back only to lick and kiss down your body. His tongue pressing dark marks down your chest. Across your stomach. He let his hands grab at your shorts, pulling them down your legs he moved to sit back on his hind legs. He took off your back panties next. He was about to press your legs down, but you sat up quickly, a hand moving to grab at his shirt you gave a soft crooked smirk.

“It’s not fair only I am naked. Strip for me.” Pouting softly you played with him, and him not being able to stand it, he moved to stand up off of the bed. He smirked at you, lifting a hand up he gripped at the hem of his shirt and he moved to take off his shirt throwing it down to his feet. He moved to grip at his pants unzipping the belt, he swayed his hips left to right turning around in a circle the both of you trying not to laugh but it was amusing in the least. He dropped his pants, and next his boxer briefs followed. He climbed back on the bed, like a predator about to devour his prey. 

He pushed you down against the bed, and he pushed your legs open pressing them down against the bed. His mouth pressed against your legs. His mouth got closer and closer to your core causing you to squirm, the anxious feeling of his thick tongue bubbling up inside of you. He let his tongue slip from his parted plump lips licking up and down your slit slowly. His mouth moving to wrap around your throbbing clitoris. He let his middle finger from his right hand move to circle around your entrance, teasing the spot, slowly he pushed it inside of you going slow careful to not hurt you.

Back arching from the bed, his name rolled from your tongue. You gripped at the sheets beside your head watching him. Laying still you let him stretch you out hissing softly at how it felt to have him stretch your walls out. His tongue moved rapidly against your clit, he wanted to distract you against from the pain his tongue making love to your throbbing pink bud. He stretched out with that finger before he moved to press another finger inside of you. 

He waited for a minute just letting it stretch you out. Groaning at how tight you were started to move both of the fingers in and out of you, letting his tongue flick at your slit once again. He teased your pinkness, letting his teeth bit gently at his pussy lips he pulled them into his mouth sucking on them slowly. He scissored you out stretching and curving his fingers inside of you he searched for your spot. 

Your body started to squirm against the bed, the sweat beading at your forehead and onto your body, it made you hot how he was treating you. Your hands moved to grip at your breast, slowly you played with yourself for him and when he saw you Wonshik wanted let loose. Your hips bucked against his fingers, though you were a virgin you knew what to do and you wanted more of it. 

“Please Wonshik- don’t make me cum without you.” Soft groans left your lips and he nodded his head pulling back from you after a few more licks. He moved to grab the drawer beside the bed pulling it open. He pulled out a condom looking down at you.

“Pay attention, next time I’m going to have you do this and place it on me.” He smirked and gripped at the golden foil packet ripping it open with his teeth. He took out the lubed up clear condom, placing the tip against his member he rolled it onto his shaft until he was at the base of his dick covering him up. He moved to grab your legs pulling you down towards him a bit. Moving himself he pressed his tip at your entrance.

He moved down, to press his lips against yours kissing you as he pushed inside of your tight virgin pussy. It hurt, it hurt like hell and you winced softly. Your hands reached up to dig into his shoulders, hard enough to break skin. He groaned against your lips, looking down at you he slipped inch by inch stopping half way. 

“Do you want me to pull out? Does it hurt too much?” He asked in concern, trying to stop himself from getting too lost in you or going too far. 

“No- don’t pull out. Yes it hurts but I don’t want you to stop.” You whimpered out softly, continuing to dig your nails into his shoulders. 

“Baby.. Give me all your pain. I’ll take it. I know I can’t feel like you do. But I promise that it will feel better soon.” He leaned down to kiss you again, letting you get lost into it before he lurched his hips forward burying himself into you the rest of the way.

Crying out against his lips, your arms wrapped around his neck, tears brimming against your eyes, it didn’t hurt too bad but he was much bigger than the two fingers he slipped inside of you. He let his lips pull from yours kissing away your tears, he stayed still whispering to you, how beautiful you were and sweet sexy little things to help ease your mind. 

“M-move.” You breathed out against his lips after a while.

Complying he started to thrust inside of you, slowly to make sure he didn’t hurt you. His hips softly slapped against yours and he kept his eyes locked on yours gauging your reaction. After a while he picked up the speed starting to slam into you a bit making the bed shake under you both. His sweaty body sliding up and down yours as he kept pushing his hips in and out like a steady rhythm. 

After a while he placed his hands balled up into fists beside your head, shifting his hips he started to slam into you, stretching you out more, he opened his legs wide to press yours down against the bed. Switching his angles to find your sweet spot wanting you to scream in the utter most pleasure. He rolled his hips down against yours grinding in and out of you. Your tight walls were pleasurable for him, soaking him inside of you deeper and deeper. He pulsed inside of you, and you could feel his veins press out against your insides. He was so thick, so hard and hot inside of you He filled you up, and it took a lot for you not to just cum right then and there. Moving his hands he gripped yours pressing them above your head locked in with his, he continued to fuck you hard. 

“I’m close.” You mumbled out, feeling a sensation in the pit of your stomach. Your hips started to move up against his, he made sure to press hard against your spot, he kept fucking you there nodding his head. 

“Me too baby.” He muttered out softly into the space between you both. Sweat was dripping down his body, his breath was labored and thrust was erratic. 

“Oh Wonshik! W-Wonshik yes! YES WONSHIK!” You screamed his name like a mantra. A repeated prayer that left your lips as your orgasm rippled through you. It felt different this time, it felt stronger than anything you had ever experienced. Your back arched off the bed, your hands gripped harder onto his. He continued to thrust into you until he would spill his cum inside of the condom. His hands gripped onto yours until his knuckles were white.

He growled out your name, a string of curses falling from his lips as he gave lazy thrusts. Slowly you both came down from the high and blissful feeling of post orgasm. Smiling down at you he pulled out slowly letting your hands go. He moved back to take off the soiled condom tying the end of it he threw it into the trashcan. He moved back to the bed pulling you to him kissing on your head slowly and your lips before he looked down at you smirking as your eyes drifted close under him. He let his fingertips danced against his your scalp until you were passing out from exhaustion. 

[The Kids Are Alright]

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A/N: I couldn’t help myself, I got on board the Jackie x Hyde ship and can’t seem to get off it. I’ve had this idea sitting in my head for weeks - I am writing for a different fandom so I am definitely nervous to post >.< This story is a fix-it for Season 8 (WHICH SUCKED SO MUCH I’M STILL NOT OVER IT) and takes place towards the end of 1979 and into the 80s. There are a few events from Season 8 that are tied into the early chapters of the story. The prologue is set five months after the first chapter begins, but hopefully you’ll stick around to see how it all comes together in the end :) 

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January 1, 1980 - Point Place, Wisconsin - Foreman’s Basement - 10:50 A.M. 

Steven Hyde watched as his room slowly spun around him, the images of his Led Zeppelin and Grateful Dead posters blurred into one another creating an abstract picture. Stuck between this dreamy trance and reality, Steven felt his entire body ache showing him exactly what the celebration of the New Year did to his physical state. 

As he gradually sat upright, his throbbing head sent shooting pains down his back and stirred the nausea in his stomach. He rubbed his tired eyes with his hand, before patting down his messy sheets to look for his glasses. 

Where the hell did I put ‘em? 

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Fic: New, And A Bit Alarming

Anonymous prompted: “Rumbelle Enchanted! Belle was set to marry Gaston, however as it would happen Belle is pushed down a portal, leading to the real world where she meets Mr Gold and Bae.”

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New, And A Bit Alarming

Belle looked out of the window of the large castle of which, come tomorrow, she would be lady and mistress, and sighed. It was not that she did not want to get married to Sir Gaston, after all, he was the most eligible bachelor in the entirety of the kingdom and his estate was the largest for miles around, but she couldn’t help thinking that she was missing out on… something. She wasn’t sure what. There must be something more out there, beyond the wild woods, and Belle had always longed to see it. After tomorrow, though, she would never have that chance again. She would no longer be free to come and go as she pleased; she would have duties to perform as the lady of the castle. Namely, ensuring that the servants were not pilfering the silverware and, more importantly (since the servants of the castle were well-treated and unlikely to pilfer the silverware), bearing several children to carry on Gaston’s family line. Belle shuddered at the thought. She was not against children, but surely there was more to the life of a noblewoman than a constant cycle of pregnancy and childbirth. She thought of her own mother, who was not noble by any stretch of the imagination. She had been a fun-loving, courageous woman, and Belle’s father had adored her sense of adventure, encouraging her every step of the way. Gaston, however… Well, Gaston had taken one look at her collection of books and promptly announced that they would have to stay at her father’s house, there was no room for them in the castle and it wasn’t right for women to start getting all kinds of ideas in their heads.

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sarahmgellar: 20 years ago today, I had the greatest privilege to bring Buffy to your tv screens for the first time. It was a long and challenging road to get there. First the movie, then a passed over pilot presentation, and eventually a mid season time slot on a little known network. That first season, we liked to think of ourselves as the little show that could. While we knew the potential, I don’t think any of us saw the lasting impact our show would have. As an actor, you wish for that one role where you can leave your mark and forever be remembered, with Buffy I got so much more. She’s a feminist challenge to gender hierarchy. Buffy may have been the Chosen One, but I was the lucky one. Thank you to Gail Berman for always believing there was a show in that movie. Thank you to Joss Whedon, for trusting me to give life to one of the greatest female characters ever created. Thank you to David, for always being my Angel. Thank you to James for understanding that while Buffy and Spike may have been love/hate, I have nothing but love for you. Alyson, as any woman knows, you are nothing without the love and support of great female friends, so thank you for being that. Michelle, you will always hold a key to my heart. Thank you to all the incredible actors for seven seasons of amazing performances. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the incredible crew that worked tirelessly (and also really tired) to bring this show to life. And lastly, but most importantly thank you to all of you, the fans. We made this show for you, and your unwavering support has kept this show going long past our seven years. You are everything. And always remember…“if the apocalypse comes, beep me” #buffyslays20

I never would have thought it would be you

To be the one to leave a mark on my heart forever

Although I knew the moment I saw you

You would be the one to change my life forever

I knew I would fall for you, and because of that

I fell apart because of you

Everywhere I go I see you

Even though I know you’re not really there

You were once my lover; my life partner

My one and only; my forever and always

Now you are a stranger

The only thing I am left with is a memory of you

A lesson learned; a story

A dream of the plans we once made

The hope that my future holds something as great as what it once held for you and I

But now I am moving on

Because to hurt like this; for this long

Is not okay anymore

You have had a toxic hold on me

One that I wasn’t able to let go of

But now I am freeing my myself from you

A bad word will never come from my mouth about you

I will only have good words to speak about you

I will always remember the best of you

And the best of what we once had

Because that is what I think of you

You were the one; the one that got away

But now it is time

To take in every second of this thing called life

To be the better version of myself

To live for today; not yesterday

Because I love you; I am letting go

~nostalgicwriting

Chester Bennington, 1976-2017 ♥️

FUCK! JUST FUCK!

Chester Bennington was able to help so many fucking people but the lyrics were so obvious. I feel like none of us even bothered to think, “Hey, maybe the artist themselves is struggling.” ITS LIKE NONE OF US ASKED IF HE WAS OKAY. EVERY ALBUM. BASICALLY EVERY SONG. AND IT FUCKING SUCKS THAT THE LYRICS DIDNT BECOME AS OBVIOUS UNTIL CHESTER COMMITTED. ITS FUCKED UP, ITS FUCKING ME UP. CHESTER HELPED EVERYONE. HES SO SELFLESS AND ITS LIKE WE TOOK THE MUSIC, THE BAND, FOR GRANTED. THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO OWE THEIR LIVES TO LINKIN PARK BUT ITS LIKE, THE SIGNS WERE RIGHT THERE, RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. WE COULDNT OPEN OUR EYES AND EARS ENOUGH TO FIGURE OUT THAT CHESTER WAS HURTING PROBABLY MORE THAN A LOT OF US.

It all happens so fucking fast. We sit here and neglect what we have, make dumbass memes about depression/suicide, and then as soon as it happens, it’s overwhelming. No one knows what to do. Chester Bennington, a fucking legend, a selfless, kind man, vocalist, husband and father. We sit here and say, “oh my god kms” as a JOKE but then it actually happens to someone you care about and we’re all fucking confused and shattered. We, as fans of Linkin Park, a band that helped shape and define nu metal and the alternative community, cannot sit here and cry. The song, “Leave Out All The Rest,” is about TODAY, and will FOREVER be about TODAY, July 20th, 2017. Take your time to mourn our hero, our legend, but remember to celebrate his legacy. Chester Bennington left an unforgettable mark on this world. 41 years of life, nearly two decades of ethereal music and messages. Do NOT forget what you have, or what you’ve been given, because Chester gave a hell of a lot to us.

Fear

Word count: 2,953

Part 23

*gif by me

‘I- I don’t know, I don’t feel like myself anymore. I don’t feel- happy.’ She muttered, a smile disappearing from Bonnie’s face.

'You’re not happy with Kai?’ She asked.

'I think so. Don’t get me wrong, I love him with all my life, I really do, but I would give anything to have my old life back where everything was normal. Sort of. Life where I was a witch, having fun with learning all the new spells or hanging out with you guys. It felt like something that would last forever, but somehow I just don’t feel it anymore.’ She trailed off. It felt like someone just shoved a stake into my heart and twisted it a couple of times. Her words hurt more than I expected, but then again, I wasn’t too surprised because she meant the world to me and I couldn’t imagine my life without her. My life without her would be plain, boring, with nothing to hold on to and I needed her by my side. She has been my rock since the very beginning and losing that rock would make me walk easily in any direction that looked appealing, a direction that would maybe change me into the man I used to be. I swallowed hard and kept listening to them, trying to burry the words that hurt my entired body, causing the most aching to my heart. She wasn’t happy with me anymore. All this time I thought that I was doing everything right, trying to keep her happy, taking care of her in every way possible, but at the end, none of that mattered anymore. There was one thing she was right and the one thing that has been going through my mind the entire time, from the moment I laid my eyes on her. She deserved someone much better than me. Someone who wouldn’t keep getting her life in danger and that’s exactly what I have been doing. I hurt her so many times, the first meeting between us, being the first time I laid my hand on her as I siphoned her magic. I would do anything to change what I did to her but I was also incredibly happy, because she forgave me.

'Did you tell him?’ Bonnie asked as I tried to hold back the tear that was forming in my eye, a small lump suddenly finding its way inside my throat.

'No, I- I can’t hurt him like that.’

'You have to. I know how you feel about him, but you’ll hurt him even more if you keep pretending that you’re happy. I’m sure he would understand.’ Bonnie trailed off. I swallowed hard and kept looking down at my feet, processing the words that just came out of the girl I love with all my heart. I wanted to slowly walk into the room and talk to her, ask her to tell me everything that has been bothering her, I wanted to be there for her, but I knew that the best thing for her was if she could have somehow get her old life back.

I slowly and quietly walked downstairs, being very careful so they couldn’t hear me, not even my breathing as I walked into the big living room, an older furniture placed neatly all around the room. I found Damon sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace with a drink in his hand, a warm light from the fire illuminating his face and making the bourbon in his glass look as if there were stars swimming inside it.  I approached him and insecurely sat down on the couch in front of him, crossing my arms as I couldn’t stop shaking my leg from being too nervous and trying to find the right words, how to begin and ask him probably the biggest favour, a man who hated me and probably still does.

'We need to talk.’ I managed to speak up and looked at Damon as my hands started to shake, unsure if he would be willing to help me.

'I’m listening.’ Damon muttered.

'I want to- I want to compell her. I want her to forget about me and everything I did. I want to erase myself from her mind so she-’ Kai stuttered and stopped, a tear escaping my eye, my emotions suddenly flooding to the surface. 'So she doesn’t have to be unhappy. I want her to be happy and to be free. To have… a normal life again, where she could do what she always loved to. Making leaves fly, changing flowers, enjoying her magic and the only way for that to happen is if she forgets that I ever existed. It will be better for her.’ I trailed off and ran my fingers through my hair, thinking twice if this was exactly what I wanted. Damon rolled his eyes at me and shook his head before he placed an empty glass on the table.

'What is up with you guys and having the urge to compell people’s memories away?’ Damon asked, complete annoyance in his voice.

'You did it once and it didn’t go very well, did it? I want her to be happy ok? I love her and the only thing I can do is to give her what she wants.’ I trailed off, looking directly at Damon. 'You didn’t see how happy she looked when she showed me one of her favourite ways of using magic. How she placed her hand above a rose that used to be full of colour, but suddenly lost all of her petals. She moved her hand around and that same rose became beautiful again. The smile on her face was the most beautiful and the most precious thing I have ever seen in my life and frankly, I would love to see it again.’ I trailed off and a small smile flashed across my face for a split second before it disappeared again, replaced with sadness and worry.

'And what exactly does she want?’

'She wants to be a witch again. She wants her old life back and I can give her that if-’

'You can’t. Compulsion won’t make her a witch again. She’ll remain a vampire but without her memories of you. Is that what you want?’ Damon uttered, crossing his arms, leaning back a little bit, his back pressing against the soft sofa. He kept a serious face, waiting for my answer and as if he was studying my face expression.

'I would be the happiest man alive if she could keep her memories of me, of all the things we went through together, even the bad ones. That’s life, I guess. I would be devastated if she just forgot about me. I was a big part of her life after all.’ I let out a deep sight, my fingertips brushing over my knuckled as my fingers somehow dug deeply into my skin, leaving small marks on my palm. I relaxed a little bit and snapped out of my mind, focusing on what Damon had to say.

'Then go out there and look for the damn cure, if that’s what you want the most and I know her, maybe more than anyone, I know that she will never forget it. She will forever be grateful and you should always remember that. Ok?’ Damon uttered, his face expression serious, maybe a dash of worry splashed across his face. By his words, I was finally able to see how much she meant to him, how much she wanted her to be happy, just as I did.

'Why are you helping me all of a sudden? You wanted to kill me.’ I asked quietly, my fingers intertwined with one another, my cold fingertips ocassionally touching my palms, making shivers roll down my spine.

'I don’t know man, she’s like family to me. I want to help her and if you really want her to be a witch again, you know what to do. The cure.’ He said quietly and tapped his fingers on the arms of the sofa, a small hint of smile visible on his lips.

'You mean, a cure for vampirism? Is that a thing?’ I asked, furrowing my eyebrows in confussion and curiousity, a dash of hope colliding through my body.

'It is a thing, even though you might have to travel somewhere far from here to get it. If you manage to recieve it, you will get what you want. What she wants and hopefully, she will be happy just as she planned to be, except she won’t be able to become a vampire ever again or be healed with vampire blood.  She will be just as before.’

'That’s what I want.’ I stood up and was ready to take a step away from Damon, but he gripped my arm strongly, causing me to turn around.

'If you give her the cure, make sure she’s ok.’

'I will. Always.’ I tapped Damon on his shoulder and smiled. Oh and, please don’t let her leave before I come back.’

'She’s going to wait for you, don’t worry.’

'Thanks man.’

Kai trailed off and stormed out of the house, taking the car as he drove off to the exact place where he could find what he was looking for. Your happines was all that Kai wanted and he was prepared for everything. Everything it takes to keep you by his side and that would happen if you got your old life back.

2 days later

You walked up and down in your room with a hair brush in your hands, your fingers slightly tapping the handle, nervousness traveling through your body because there was no sign of Kai for the last two days and you definitely weren’t used to it. He has always been right there by your side whenever you needed him or when he needed you. It didn’t matter that two days ago you told Bonnie how you don’t feel as happy with Kai as you did before, you still loved him and wanted to be sure he was ok.He was your first true love, the first person who believed in you and was there for you when no one else was and you couldn’t just let that go so easily.

'If you keep walking like this, you’ll make a hole in the floor. Damon’s going to be so pissed.’ You stopped tapping your fingers and stared into the wall for a few seconds before you finally turned around. Kai’s tall figure was leaned against the door frame, his famous smirk splashed on his face while his hands were tucked into the pockets of his pants. You had no idea what to do. Your body was completely frozen as if someone has put a spell on you and as if someone has kicked all of the air out of your lungs.

'I- Shit.’ You muttered and finally managed to find the strenght to move, your legs and every particle in your body carrying you towards Kai without any hesitation, dying to wrap your arms around him as if you hadn’t seen him in months. His arm wrapped around your waist while the other one laid gently on the back of your neck, pressing your head into his chest, your arms gripping around his body. 'I’m so sorry, Kai. For what I said, I- I know you heard what I said to Bonnie.’

'How do you- Damon!’ Kai rolled his eyes and bit his bottom lip.

'I- Shit.’ You muttered and finally managed to find the strenght to move, your legs and every particle in your body carrying you towards Kai without any hesitation, dying to wrap your arms around him as if you hadn’t seen him in months. His arm wrapped around your waist while the other one laid gently on the back of your neck, pressing your head into his chest, your arms gripping around his body. 'I’m so sorry, Kai. For what I said, I- I know you heard what I said to Bonnie.’

'How do you- Damon!’ Kai rolled his eyes and bit his bottom lip as you looked up, your eyes meeting his. He gently brought his hand up to your face and tucked a small lock of hair behind your ear, his touch so gentle and warm against your skin, making you realize how you would have never been able to spwnd your days without him, because your heart really was beating for him only.

'I don’t know why I said it. I- I do miss my old life but, you are what’s the most important to me and I would like it to stay that way.’

'It’s ok, you don’t need to apologize for it. I get it why you said that. It did hurt but, as long as you’re happy, I’m happy, even if that includes us having to be seperated.’

'We don’t have to.’ You cupped his face and brushed your thumb over his bottom lip and his cheek, his scruff slightly tickling your fingertips. 'I will follow you to the end of the world if I have to.’ Kai chuckled and looked away for a split second before his eyes met yours again. 'I will do anything to keep you in my life and not having to be afraid of losing you every time I do something stupid that might push you away from me.’

'You are never going to do anything that will push me away from you. Not even if you decided to become an emotionless vampire again, I’ll be there for you and bring you back every damn time and I will do anything to make you happy. That’s why-’ he took out a small black box out of his pocket, hesitating a little bit, somehow feeling unsure if he should give it to you, but he eventually did place it in your hand, resting lightly against your palm. 'I got you this.’

'Kai- what-’ you swallowed hard, your hands slightly shaking because for some reason, a dash of fear invaded your body, but got replaced by happiness.

'Just open it.’

You walked over to your bed and sat down, Kai following your steps as his hand rested on your back, rubbing small circles in it. Your fingers trembled, slowly opening the box, only for your eyes to see a small capsule filled with red fluid. Once you realized what was in front of your eyes, you quickly looked at Kai who had the biggest smile on his face, but that smile slowly faded away when he saw a tear streaming down your face.

'Hey, hey! What’s wrong?’ He asked, concern in his voice.

'A cure… you brought me a cure for vampirism?’

Kai looked at you befuddled, his brows furrowing as he was expecting a different reaction from you. A reaction that would show how delighted you were because you would get what you wanted from the moment you became a vampire.

'Yes, I- I thought that’s what you wan-’

You interrupted him with a deep and passionate kiss. A kiss filled with lust and fear but also such love for each other, your lips colliding together as if both, you and Kai were scared of losing the other half if you pulled back. You hugged him tightly, your head burried in his chest, staining his shirt with your tears, his fingers brushing through your shiny hair, giving you comfort.

'You want me to become human again?’ You said quietly, your voice shaky from crying, your lips plump from all the tears that touched them.

'I want you to be what you want to be. A witch. I want to give you a chance for your old life. A life where you were happy and didn’t regret for all the choices you made, where your tears were replaced with your chuckles and your smile that always lit up the room. I want you to be happy.’ He trailed off and kissed away your tears, his lips brushing against yours a few times, getting a taste of your tears.

'As long as you’re with me, I’m happy, you know that.’

'I do, but this way, you can have everything you want.’

'Is that why you were gone for two days?’ His hand rested on your waist, his fingers brushing against your bare skin.

'Yes.’

'You didn’t have to do that.’

'I would do everything for you. For my girl. Because I love you more than anything.’ His words cut deep into your mind, making your tears flow to the surface even more, slowly rolling down your cheeks.

'I love you so much, Kai. I always have and ways will. Remember that.’

'Always.’ He pulled you in for a gentle kiss, his fingers wiping away your tears. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself down a little bit before you reached into the small box and picked up a small capsule. You held it in your hand and kept observing it, as if it was some foreign object and needed more studying just so you could be sure that it will do you no harm. You lifted your head up and looked at Kai who’s eyes were focused on you, carefully watching your every move.

'Ok.’ You broke the top, revealing the red liquid as you brought it to your lips, letting it trickle down your throat and into your body. Not even after a few minutes, your head started aching and you didn’t even have the chance to speak up as your vision went blurrier with each second, Kai disappearing from your sight. The only thing that was in front of you was pure darkness. 

sillyseal  asked:

Hey maybe its a bit too early to ask this question but do you know what will you do after the comic ends? Will you do another comic or just some undertale art... or leave the fandom... just wanted to say... THAT YOU ARE STUCK HERE WITH ME HAHAHAH... *cough cough* i mean that i will still watch your art even if you decide to stop drawining undertale realted things. Btw are there manny pages to finish the comic or just a "few" more do end?

The comic itself is nearly finished on deviantart. I’m working to work towards the 100 pages mark - currently working page 97,  but I feel it might be pushed to 5 more pages. I’m not really sure.  

Though, I feel the updates on here will catchup to the one’s on da. xD 

As for what I’ll do next. I want to write a prequel comic about Gaster and the skelebros. As well as work on Guardians (my own comic series) if I can. 

I honestly love this fandom. It’s changed my life forever, and I don’t think I will ever be able to leave it. :) The people here are like family to me. 

I never would have thought it would be you
To be the one to leave a mark on my heart forever
Although I knew the moment I saw you
You would be the one to change my life forever
I knew I would fall for you, and because of that
I fell apart because of you
Everywhere I go I see you
Even though I know you’re not really there
You were once my lover; my life partner
My one and only; my forever and always
Now you are a stranger
The only thing I am left with is a memory of you
A lesson learned; a story
A dream of the plans we once made
The hope that my future holds something as great as what it once held you you and I
But now I am moving on
Because to hurt like this; for this long
Is not okay anymore
You have had a toxic hold on me
One that I wasn’t able to let go of
But now I am freeing my myself from you
A bad word will never come from my mouth about you
I will only have good words to speak about you
I will always remember the best of you
And the best of what we once had
Because that is what I think of you
You were the one; the one that got away
But now it is time
To take in every second of this thing called life
To be the better version of myself
To live for today; not yesterday
Because I love you; I am letting go



written and submitted by @sarahjo145

August Lake

The knarl of a branch
Overlooking us
As we walk
Not quite hand in hand
Too excited and tired
Not yet done for the day
You sneak photos of me
And I sneak glances
Back
To you
To grass marked jeans
And boots of black
To windblown hair
And delicate strong hands
You print memories forever
I print you in my eyes
You leave in two days
But I’ll keep you in my mind

You didn’t choose me, and that will always leave its mark upon my heart. Because of it I am forever changed… and while you can either choose to leave the past behind or look back on it in whatever light you wish – I must carry the emotional scars of your decision with me every day.
You have cursed me – not only to live my life without you – but to forever look back and be drowned by the same wave of emotion…
Not hateful, not bitter… just sad…
—  Ranata Suzuki | Forever Scarred
rendezvous

word count: 1772
requested: no i just wanted to write a calum smut bc hes so fucking cute omg
summary: you and calum are in a sneaky relationship that involves him whisking you away to his hotels and spending nights with just him. it’s basically based on the song perfect by one direction bc….that song is great. 


Your phone buzzes, the screen lights up to reveal the text you had been waiting for all night.

from: Cal
babe, come over.

You smile, and quickly type up a response.

to: Cal
be there soon. xx

You’ve had this interesting relationship with Calum since you met him. You were working at a coffee shop in downtown LA when Calum came in one day and ordered from you. He was ethereal and mysterious. You two had chatted awhile when he was in the coffee shop and he ended up writing his number on your hand. 

Things have flourished since then. He visits you, you visit him. It’s all very elaborate and sneaky. You know he has to keep things a secret because of what he does, but it definitely makes for some excitement. 

The visits, however, are the most exciting part. 

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What’s in a name? that makes it such that so one lives up to it. 

I have met countless people in my life and I got thinking earlier today that I have been beyond blessed to have met and known those people. Even a passing acquaintance leaves some kind of mark it seems. I can use today as an example. My boss asked me if I wanted to go to a neighboring city with our visiting suppliers from Korea. To be honest, I’ve only been in the company for 1 month now but so far, I feel like my current boss is the most laid back and understanding person I’ve ever met in my life. But today I want to talk about the visiting suppliers. They’re obviously not going to be here forever I kno that. But every time I see them at the nearby Korean restaurant, they treat me as if I were one of their daughters. They tell me, “Let me know if there is anything you want to eat.” And this is such a Korean thing to say but I feel like this does not apply to total strangers/acquaintances/people you just met. 

One of the ajussis always comments about how he loves to see me smile saying that it brightens up the people around me as well. And I got thinking about my name. My parents named me the Joy of Jesus. Ye (short for yesu) Hee (Chinese character for happiness) Ever since I was young, I knew what it meant and somehow I just thought that I ought to live by it. Even when I was sad or angry, I would end up just laughing when all I wanted to do was to cry. Sometimes I feel like I dont have the capacity to be serious and that people assume I’m this crazy lady for my disposition. But I guess hearing things like this makes me feel like a normal happy person and it makes me genuinely happy and thankful that I can leave a mark in some people’s lives, that I can leave a footprint of a part of me. 

Today was a happy Saturday.