have always wondered about this

CANCER: Lately it seems like everywhere you look there’s another promise shattering at your feet and you can’t even think about cleaning it up yet because that makes it official. That makes it irreparable. You want to hang onto the person you were when these pacts were made, when you still believed that the people you loved were incapable of hurting you. I know it’s difficult to accept that the summer night buzzing with cicadas in your chest is going to fade to autumn, and then to winter. But sometimes you need to let things die in order to try again, and that doesn’t mean you’re giving up. It means that you’re choosing yourself over the shards at your feet.

LEO: It’s terrible that no matter the length of time that you manage to hold onto something beautiful, it always takes twice that amount of time to forget about it. It’s been weeks since your heart was ripped from your chest and you’re still dreaming nightly about icicles and dark movie theaters and other things that can’t stay. I know that this is something you’ve heard before and have refused to believe, but you deserve people that don’t leave. You deserve people that know what to do with everything that you give them. You deserve more than what you think you do.

VIRGO: You’re starting to wonder if you really made the right decision, all of those months ago. Forgetting the love that you buried under an unmarked gravestone has been more difficult than you thought it would be, even with your cement-infused heart. How long has it been since you’ve washed your mirror? You should know better than anybody that trying to evaluate yourself under a sheen of dirt is next to impossible. It’s okay to go back through the photo albums just like it’s okay to discard anything that makes you feel as though you’re trying to run through quicksand. Choose for yourself.

LIBRA: There’s a big part of you that wants to climb atop the nearest mountain and scream until your voice gives out. Scream until your efforts make a difference. Scream until your family decides to let you make your own choices. Scream until the world notices you. Scream until something, anything, works out. I don’t blame you for feeling angry or upset, or as though you’ve been shorted happiness that you deserved to get back. Things haven’t been working out but you need to remember that it isn’t your fault. It isn’t always your fault. Don’t bottle up your frustrations.

SCORPIO: You’ve brushed so much under the rug that it’s become noticeable. There’s now a lump to avoid in the center of your floor and the only thing left to do is confront it. But it’s been so long since you’ve let yourself ruminate on the cobwebs in your memory that you’re scared to acknowledge the spiders that made them. There’s no telling what’s waiting for you, and putting it off is so much easier, I know. You’re so much stronger than you think you are, though. You survived the mess its first time around and you’ll survive it throughout its victory lap. The house will feel so much safer once you get this done.

SAGITTARIUS: The best and worst days of your life tangle up so often that you’re beginning to wonder if they’re secret lovers. It seems like you can only ever be rewarded after something is taken away, like your happiness is a set of scales that somebody with a bad sense of humor is in charge of regulating. The fact that you manage to prosper despite these odds is a reason to be proud of yourself each and every day. I know that you don’t hear this too often, but I mean it when I say that you’re doing incredibly well despite the moonless nights you’ve had to endure. Don’t be afraid to let joy run rampant in your life. She’s kind.

CAPRICORN: The future feels like an avalanche that’s barreling towards you without any sign of slowing down and lately laying down in front of it has been looking like a better and better option. I know that it’s discouraging to see people younger than you are putting their life together without an instruction manual, but it’s okay to not know how everything is supposed to connect yet. You have so much time to determine who you want to be, and where you want to be it. Anybody that pushes you to think faster isn’t worth the effort to think about them. Stand tall when the storm hits, you’ll be surprised by how much you can handle.

AQUARIUS: It’s difficult to mask your impatience when it comes to personal reinvention. You’ve been waiting for so long to feel this free and susceptible to the world, you want your skin to pick up its pace: shed and regrow into something that feels more like a home and less like a body. You’re forgetting that everything meaningful takes time to reach its zenith. You know, you deserve something that doesn’t bite back when you try to feed it. And this time the universe is actually attempting to give you that. Good things are here, embrace them.

PISCES: You’ve been feeling more grateful than ever for the experiences you’ve had and the people that you’ve met, and I’m so happy that you’ve been feeling that type of light. Too often you’ve found yourself in situations not worth remembering and with people not worth your friendship, but not now. It’s okay to let your guard down, to bask in the rays of what you’ve sown. It’s improbable to believe that you will never again feel the wound of sadness, but it’s okay to live as though you won’t. You’re allowed to be happy about what you have.

ARIES: You’ve never felt this free before. It’s almost as if the past few years were all just leading up to this current era of your life. With all of this change I know that it can be difficult to decide what you should keep in your life versus what you should discard, but you have to trust yourself and your instincts. It may be easy to prioritize the happiness of those around you but prioritizing yourself should always come first. If something is causing you great stress, you’re allowed to get rid of it. You’re allowed to do what’s best for you.

TAURUS: Lately the past has been digging into you like a shovel to the earth and you’re tired of waking up with new reasons to remember what you’ve been trying to forget. The good news is that these incoming negative thoughts are no longer a cruel surprise. The bad news is that these incoming negative thoughts are no longer a cruel surprise. Sure, the distance between you and the last person you gave a piece of yourself to might be endlessly fluctuating and uncertain in its boundaries, but that doesn’t mean its grip is powerful enough to stop someone like you from thriving. Go on a road trip. Control your own space. Tell yourself that it’s okay to let go of what’s already let go of you.

GEMINI: You’ve been finding yourself on your own a lot more than usual and this isn’t something you’ve been coping with in the healthiest of ways. It doesn’t seem fair that you always have to wonder about your expiration date, about how long it’ll take for people to deem you rotten and toss you in the trash. I don’t want to lie and say that this will definitely be the last time that you lose someone you believed to be permanent, because it most likely won’t be. But I can assure you, the people that are capable of meshing with your vibrant personality will know how to stick around. You don’t have to worry about being alone forever.
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Wouldn’t you trade it all to have Thomas Hamilton back again?

He knew why he wanted to kiss her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because she was exactly the right kind of smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she’d have to say about it—how many stars she’d give it and why.
—  Rainbow Rowell, Attachments
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Jon Snow and Sansa Stark + parallels (requested by bericdondarrion)

Glad to see other Comic Book Writers are also super leery of Nick ‘Imma Make Captain America a Nazi’ Spencer. 

100 Reasons to Love Kim Namjoon

today is my 3 year anniversary of loving namjoon and so here’s 100 reasons everyone should love him !!!!!!!

  1. he gave up a stable future of studying and going to college (despite being so smart) to risk everything and pursue his dream of becoming a rapper
  2. had to fight criticism for being an ‘idol’ rapper and struggled for years with his decision and identity
  3. when he says he loves himself !!!!
  4. never forget this cute tummy flash !!!!!!!!
  5. he loves all his members so much sosososo much, he always puts them before himself 
  6. WHEN HE’S LAUGHING REALLY HARD AND HE STARTS SEAL CLAPPING
  7. that one time tae came to sleep next to namjoon and namjoon sleepily held tae’s hand and wouldn’t let go
  8. his signature move when he takes his two index fingers and covers one of his eyes while looking deadass into the camera
  9. HIS DOE SHAPED PRETTY CHOCOLATE BROWN EYES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  10. professional self-dragger, literally willingly drags his own ass
  11. his mixtape release in 2015, every song was so important and deep and okay, it’s largely forgotten because of yoongi’s mixtape but it has so much emotion and meaning behind every song
  12. he loveloveloves dogs !
  13. literally has looked like the best thing the world has to offer no matter what rainbow ass hair color bighit sticks him with
  14. that golden age when his hair was black when will that look come back from the war ://////////
  15. you know that thing he does when he’s been rapping and suddenly breaks out into a smile and scrunches his nose and winks with one eye mmmmmmmmokay !!!!
  16. his angry rap when his neck veins show because he’s literally putting his all into it
  17. the way he looks in beanies !!!!!!!!! with one ear tucked in and the other sticking out
  18. the mole on the left side right under his jawline 
  19. the fact that he literally read books on philosophy for hyyh
  20. THE WAY !!!!!!!!! HE LOOKS !!!!!!!!!!!! IN A SUIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  21. that time his speaker wasn’t working and he yelled at it and it started to work, Legends Only
  22. the fact that he isn’t afraid to try out weird kinds of fashion and won’t hear shit about it
  23. has been known to support LGBT since 2012
  24. THAT TIME BTS WERE IN ISAC IN 2015 AND HE WAS EVERY MEMBER’S HYPE MAN 
  25. when he’s too lazy to wear contacts so he wears his thick black rimmed glasses :’(((((((((((
  26. that time he had a wardrobe malfunction and had his whole shirt ripped off during that dance break and he did the whole performance holding up the sorry remains of his shirt 
  27. the fact that kim namjoon invented dimples !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! no really he did
  28. how he is literally incapable of doing a fan sign without making it a display of how much aegyo he can fit in any given span of time and then immediately be shy and embarrassed about it
  29. 6 feet tall, he is 6 feet tall also don’t forget that he is literally the eiffel tower because nothing is taller than 6 feet just sayin
  30. that amazing and blessed time he had silver hair and my heart literally exploded !!!!!!!!!!!
  31. HIS PRETTY PINK POUTY PLUSH PERFECT LIPS 
  32. that time bts was doing rainism and he was the only one who didn’t know all the moves and messed up but pulled it off confidently in the end
  33. he literally loves his mom so much i’m :’(((((((
  34. HIS ALL BLACK OUTFITS AND THE WAY HE LOOKS WHEN HE WEARS ALL BLACK AND THE WAY ALL BLACK LOOKS ON HIM AND -
  35. the fact that every time someone tells him to do a freestyle dance, it’s literally the same awkward robotic jerky dance with the failing arms and legs since 2013
  36. when he tries to sing even though the members laugh at him
  37. HE JUST WANTS TO CATCH CRABS FOR GOODNESS SAKE
  38. his cute soft pretty pink knees :’))))))))))
  39. in the fire era when he had that acorn haircut and pulled that shit off when will your fave ever
  40. he reads, he has an IQ of 148, he was the nation’s top 1% in 5 subjects in high school, he -
  41. his smile his beautiful glorious soft glowing stunning breathtaking smile that smile that you only have the privilege of seeing someone have one in a million times in your life, the kind of smile that could change the world
  42. the way he looks in a choker the way he looks in a choker the way he looks in a chok-
  43. okay !!!!!!!!!! but his cute squishy tiny nose so kissable n someone please bop it and pinch it and it’s soosososo cute 
  44. the way he gets his hands inky and dirty every single fan sign every single darn one !!!!!!!!!!!! why are they dirty? what is he doing ?????
  45. THE AUDACITY HE HAS TO WINK AND BITE LIPS AT CAMERAS THE SHEER AUDACITY
  46. the way his arms look in sleeveless tops his arms !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  47. the way he looks in snapbacks mmmmmmmmmmmm
  48. that time on running man when everyone was supposed to have as many boxes as possible and he literally got his box snatched from his hands and he tripped over nothing he’s the dorkiest softest boy -
  49. SAILORMON !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  50. that time he wore the army khakis and outfit and i just ://////// oh my god
  51. his side profile his perfect gorgeous beautiful angelic side profile !!!!
  52. his obsession with ryan and how happy he got when jimin got him a ryan cake for his birthday fkdsfhgfd
  53. legs for days !!!!!!!!!!!!!
  54. that time namjoon was a minion for halloween 
  55. “I had to dance to survive in this cold, cruel world.”
  56. his cute outfit in the baepsae dance practice video :((((((((((
  57. he looks sosoososososo unbeliveably beautiful bare faced i just love him so much 
  58. that time during the hyyh prologue shooting when all the members were piling onto him and he yelled ‘MY BALLS, MAN’
  59. his fucnkgn !!!!!!!!!! puma photoshoot binch !!!!!!!!!!!
  60. the fact that he sang expensive girl and took the fact that he didn’t get a grammy for it like a man :///
  61. that time they won their first award in 2015 and he was cleARLY CRYING but denied it like “i’m not crying”
  62. THAT TIME HE LITERALLY DESCRIBED HIS ERECTION ON LIVE RADIO AIR IN ENGLISH 
  63. that one time !!!!!!!!!!!!!! bts had an outdoor performance and his white shirt got sososososooso sweaty it was basically stuck to him and see through if you don’t know what i’m talking about then goodbye
  64. those RARE times when he smiles and sticks his tongue out at the same time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  65. that time he was complaining about jungkook and the fruit flies and the weird as shit way he pronounced ‘vaccuum’
  66. his messy friendship with jackson 
  67. the fact that he apologized for the mistakes he has made in the past and made no excuses about them 
  68. award for having the world’s cutest and flattest tushy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  69. i don’t know if anyone noticed but the way he holds his fingers when he’s explaining something like he puts them in awkward bent angles and they’re really long and expressive i just looooovvveeeee
  70. that time he was doing a duet with this female singer for a show and he picked her up from the airport and held a sign with her name and got shy around her he’s the biggest gentleman DDDD:
  71. deep husky voice like shots of pure liquid gold sends shivers down my spine ://////////
  72.  KIM DAILY
  73. that time he held a tiny itty bitty baby frog on his index finger i dont know why it was so cute of him i just !!!
  74. sweaty namjoon when namjoon sweats the sweat namjoon produces 
  75. that time he tried to twerk but ‘something keeps dangling’
  76. when !!!!!!!!!! he wears tight pants and his thighs are almost bursting out of his pants jdfkkhkj
  77. the way he says ‘baby’
  78. EVERY ‘WHAT AM I TO YOU’ PERFORMANCE HE’S EVER DONE
  79. that time he was asked to pick between solo and bts and didn’t hesitate for a microsecond before saying bts
  80. THAT TIME NAMJOON DID THIS GUITAR ACOUSTIC WITH SOMEONE ELSE AND HE RAPPED SO SWEETLY MY HEART OVERFLOWED
  81. taught himself english by listening to 10 english dvds 10 times over 3 years 
  82. special thank you to every namjoon stylist who made him wear low cut shirts
  83. THE WAY HE LOOKS WEARING A MASSIVE HOODIE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  84. ‘and i’m sexy like a porn star’
  85. accepts and settles for being the least popular bts member
  86. the way he looks when he wears headbands 
  87. when his sleeves are super long so he has sweater paws and his pretty fingers stick out slightly jdsfkshgkjfmncvb
  88. sub par body rolls that can still make you squirm and cry :////////
  89. once when he was the first in a lineup in a fan sign he told a fan ‘now you’ve practiced on me, you can do this in front of your real bias’
  90. got to write in “힙합하다 1” (‘This is Hip Hop 1: South Korea, Hip Hop and Life’) which is a hip hop book for 42 top korean hip hop artists
  91. THAT TINY MOLE BELOW HIS BOTTOM LIP THAT YOU CAN ONLY SEE IF HE SMILES REALLY WIDE
  92. the way he looks in a tie ohohohoohohoho my gosh !!!!!!!!!!!!!
  93. that time in the ariport the cameraman said ‘the girls love you guys’ and namjoon was like ‘thanks, we love you too’
  94. the way he wrote about the sunset in his diary when he went to dubai 
  95. HE HAS BENDY ARMS !!!!!!!!! NO REALLY I SWEAR THEY BEND BACKWARDS 
  96. he once told a fan ‘sorry’ when she told him she got him photocard
  97. he said that he wanted to know what it was like going to college and sometimes he feels like he missed out on that experience :///
  98. can you believe namjoon invented having pretty hands??????? Amazing
  99. he cares sosooso much about other people he’s always wondering how his fans are doing, what they feel like, always giving advice, always learning and growing, never stopping
  100. “I’m still existing, still breathing. Even though I keep looking forward and run, sometimes I still look back. The path in front and behind are still far, but even so, if the people who look at me are still dreaming and picking up their strengths, that alone makes me feel good. It’s okay to live this way, breaking down, getting hurt and looking back at the past. I will live. I am living like this. Me. Us.”
Random questions
  • 1. Do you bite or lick ice cream?
  • 2. What is home to you?
  • 3. What was the last lie you told?
  • 4. Does everyone deserve the truth?
  • 5. What is the creepiest toy ever made?
  • 6. Describe a moment in which you did something unacceptable in a bad situation.
  • 7. List two things that are more easily done than said. (No, I didn't mix them up.)
  • 8. When was the last time you worked really hard to achieve something?
  • 9. How many all nighters have you pulled?
  • 10. If humans didn't evolve to laugh or smile, how would we express our happiness instead?
  • 11. How many romantic "things" or "flings" have you had?
  • 12. What is your paradise?
  • 13. What is your favorite background noise? (Ex. Water dripping, people talking.)
  • 14. How many hearts do you think you have broken?
  • 15. What is the most important thing about electronics? What does this say about you?
  • 16. Why do people care about celebrities? Do you care about celebrities?
  • 17. What is the most annoying thing someone can do to you?
  • 18. Do you overexaggerate? What are the pros and cons of this?
  • 19. Have you played any instruments before? Which instruments?
  • 20. Do you like taking selfies? Why or why not?
  • 21. List 3 things you like about yourself?
  • 22. What is the best advice someone has ever given you?
  • 23. Do you have what it takes to raise a child? Why or why not?
  • 24. How do you cheer yourself up after a bad day?
  • 25. When was the last time you felt awkward?
  • 26. Are you introverted or extroverted? Or a mixture of both?
  • 27. What constitutes a good friend?
  • 28. Would you rather have a lot of friends to hang out with or just one best friend?
  • 29. In a regular day, what do you not want to hear?
  • 30. What is your dream job?
  • 31. Is it better to be lazy but smart or hardworking but unintelligent?
  • 32. What is a truth about yourself that others find hard to believe?
  • 33. What have you always wondered about the other gender?
  • 34. Which fantasy world would you like to visit the most?
  • 35. Describe the worst friend you have ever befriended.
  • 36. Imagine that you have switched bodies with someone you don't know. You can't switch back. What do you do?
  • 37. If you found the recipe for immortality, would you sell it or would you burn it?
  • 38. What is the most important, applicable class you have ever taken?
  • 39. Name the last book you read.
  • 40. Imagine that you are unable to express emotion. How would this affect your world?
  • 41. When was the last time you made the first move?
  • 42. What is your opinion on electronic music such as dubstep or trap?
  • 43. What was the last movie you watched?
  • 44. Do you like and appreciate your life?
  • 45. Do you like and appreciate yourself?
  • 46. When was the last time you cried?
  • 47. What are you scared of?
  • 48. What is the most embarrassing, cringe-worthy thing you have ever done?
  • 49. What are some of your hobbies?
  • 50. What is a superficial yet annoying mistake you constantly make?
  • 51. Are you a good friend? What makes you a good friend? If not, what makes you a bad friend?
  • 52. Do you honestly learn from your mistakes?
  • 53. What have you learned the hard way?
  • 54. What is the most important thing to have in order to attain happiness?
  • 55. Which medium do you use for expressing your artistic emotions? (Singing, writing, etc.)
  • 56. Are you a creative or a logical thinker?
  • 57. What is the smartest thing you have ever done?
  • 58. What is your ideal meal?
  • 59. What is the worst thing someone could do on a date?
  • 60. Do you like animals? Which kind is your favorite?
  • 61. If you could turn one legal thing illegal, what would it be?
  • 62. Do you have any guilty pleasures?
  • 63. What is the best thing that the internet has ever created?
  • 64. Do you like playing video games? Which video games?
  • 65. What is your opinion on beauty in today's society?
  • 66. Are you a morning person? When do you usually wake up?
  • 67. Do you have a favorite Disney movie? Character?
  • 68. Would you rather live in the city or in the countryside?
  • 69. Would you rather live near the ocean or in the mountains?
  • 70. What are the best things about winter?
  • 71. What scares you most about the future?
  • 72. What makes you feel old?
  • 73. How many hours do you spend on the computer or phone on average?
  • 74. What are some of your New Year's resolutions?
  • 75. What is your life story in 6 words?
  • 76. Describe yourself in one word.
  • 77. What bad habits do you do?
  • 78. What genre of music do you listen to?
  • 79. Most prominent childhood memory?
  • 80. Imagine if you had an older brother. If you already have one, what is it like? If you don't, how would this change your life?
  • 81. Spirit animal?
  • 82. Do you believe in horoscopes?
  • 83. What is the worst advice you've ever been given?
  • 84. List the 3 most important people in your life right now.
  • 85. Favorite memory of your family.
  • 86. What do you look for in a relationship?
  • 87. Do you have a role model? Why or why not?
  • 88. What is your opinion on social media?
  • 89. Are you a pessimist or an optimist?
  • 90. List some things that you think are overpriced?
  • 91. What is your worst memory or creepiest experience?
  • 92. What superpower would ruin the world?
  • 93. What is something you swore you would never do when you grew up, but you did anyway?
  • 94. What lessons have you learned from movies and which movies were they?
  • 95. If you could travel anywhere, where would you go?
  • 96. How do you approach people?
  • 97. What is your opinion on first impressions?
  • 98. What are some things you did as a child that you no longer do?
  • 99. What languages can you speak?
  • 100. What do you think society will be like in 30 years?
  • 101. What do you do on your lazy days?
  • 102. What ended your last relationship?
  • 103. Favorite food?
  • 104. What is the most terrifying dream you've ever had?
  • 105. When was the last time you got seriously angry?
  • 106. What was the last friendship you broke?
  • 107. Do you have any pet peeves?
  • 108. Who was the last person you gave a hug to?
  • 109. When was the last time you got seriously stressed?
  • 110. What part of your personality do you want to change?
  • 111. Who is the most positively influential person in your life right now?
  • 112. What is your biggest motivation?
  • 113. What did you want to be when you were little?
  • 114. What are some things that you are good at?
  • 115. What is one thing you want to be good at?
  • 116. What distracts you the most, especially when you're trying to work?
  • 117. How important is privacy to you?
  • 118. If you could create one social norm, what would it be?
  • 119. What's the craziest lie you've ever told?
  • 120. What story do you like to tell about yourself at parties?
  • 121. What is the lamest thing that you have seen someone do?
  • 122. What is the stupidest thing you've done to impress someone?
  • 123. What is your morning routine?
  • 124. What's the last thing you did that is worth remembering?
  • 125. If karma was coming back to you, would it help or hurt you?
  • 126. What is your opinion on playing "hard to get?"
  • 127. What are the pros and cons of straightforward?
  • 128. What do you consider "leading" someone on?
  • 129. Are you the friendzoner or the friendzoned?
  • 130. What do you admire most about your friends?
  • 131. What do you admire most about your family?
  • 132. What is your opinion on "going with the flow?"
  • 133. Do you enjoy talking or listening?
  • 134. When is it time to end a friendship?
  • 135. What is the worst excuse you've ever come up with?
  • 136. If GPA didn't matter, what courses would you have taken?
  • 137. What are your favorite baby names?
  • 138. When was the last time you had a deep conversation with someone?
  • 139. What instantly ruins a conversation?
  • 140. Biggest turn ons and turn on offs.
  • 141. Biggest disappointment.
  • 142. Do you have any self-restraint?
  • 143. When did you last do something outside of your comfort zone?
  • 144. Prized possession(s)?
  • 145. What is your opinion on second chances?
  • 146. Text or call?
  • 147. What do you like about the 21st century?
  • 148. What advice would you give to yourself 5 years ago?
  • 149. How organized are you?
  • 150. Favorite mode of transportation.

Welp. We went to see Wonder Woman. I cried during the sad parts and some of the other parts. They were the same kind of tears I had on and off through Ghostbusters. Movies with strong women who are fully realized people who are allowed to be sexual but are not sexualized and can also kick ass just make me cry randomly. Though TBH I also cry in LotR when anyone picks up their sword and runs into battle screaming the name of their home. I didn’t even realize how ravenous I was for a female version of that.

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Lee Byung-Hun and Ethan Hawke discuss how many ideas they had about their Mag7 characters (well, honestly, it’s just Hawke doing the talk and LBH being precious)

x & x

Thoughts on Wonder Woman that literally nobody asked for:

  • I loved the little girl and her face and everything she stands for omggg
  • That scene?? where antiope trains teenage diana?? and hippolyta enters all furious?? and these ~50~ year old sisters just fight and make up and agree?? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP MATE OHMYGOD
  • Okay but as brutal as it was to watch antiope die, for me it was actually worse to watch the beginning- where the bullet flies for the first time, and strikes an amazon who’s jumping behind diana- and diana realizes the true horror of what’s happening. 
    • Like to see the effects of war on this paradise island
    • was
    • heartbreaking
  • steve’s scene in those pools. I AM JUST——- [insert incoherent mumbling/sobbing/shrieking here]
  • Diana is innocent and shining and beautiful. I would totally die for her. She will make Steve believe in Ares with the strength of her own belief. That boat scene slayed me a thousand times over.
  • Coughs and slides into a puddle on the floor about diana saying, “baby” bc i have never seen such pureness EVAH it turned my skin clearer than a fucking transparent sheet of plastic.
  • SAMEER
  • LET ME SAY IT AGAIN: SAMEER.
    • “I AM NOT THE RIGHT COLOR.”
    • just rip my heart out you little ball of wool and wanting and teeth, just tear it out, ohmygodddd
  • Also, ummmm, that scene. Right before Diana gets ice cream. bc there were sikh soldiers and SO MANY soldiers of color and I did not expect that but I was so glad to see them.
  • I- as much as I understand why steve and diana shared that night- didn’t really like it all that much. Honesttogod would’ve liked it better if they’d kissed on the tarmac. 
    • That said, the scene was shot. so. well. 
    • all dark and intimate and silent. PERFECTION.
    • Apologies to gifmakers though that scene must still be causing y’all nightmares lmao
  • “What I do is not up to you.”
  • ALSO ALSO ALSO: that scene where diana rides off with the horse- after the village- it was such a parallel to the scene in the beginning, where she’s a little girl and in the perfect world and everything is sunlit and bright and golden; but now diana’s raging and armored and fierce as any goddess, in a darker world; tired, and still, despite it all, lovely.
  • (Apparently if diana looks up and closes her eyes and thinks she’s at peace, everything will just become worse. This happens twice, jfc.)
  • “Maybe it’s not what you deserve.” 
  • “Maybe I don’t deserve it.”
    • Listen, I am many things but I am such a sucker for the way Steve Trevor doesn’t pin his hopes on Diana and walks away from her on that tower- he loves her; he does, but there’s no time for Diana’s crisis of faith here. And Steve tries to bring her back to him, but when she refuses- he has to go. He walks away. And he doesn’t hold it against her, because she’s from another world and another culture, but he doesn’t coddle her about it either.
    • And then Diana fights back and she fights forwards and Steve has faith in her even after all of it.
  • Diana knows paradise, okay? She knows paradise, she’s lived there for centuries. And Ares shows her this paradise and shows her what he plans and shows her what could be-
  • And Diana closes her eyes. Diana imagines.
  • And then Diana says, “I could never be a part of that.” and gives up her vision of paradise in favor of reality 
  • There was a meta talking about Diana wielding a sword and how it was the antithesis to her character bc it’s a masculine weapon and I’d just like to say that I went into this movie expecting to hate it and then that sword got fucking DESTROYED and it was such a cathartic moment
  • Chief and Sameer and Charlie resigning themselves to death. Together. Knowing there is no way out; deciding, eyes wide and open and hands clenched tight- they were shadows at the end, lit against flame, visible only through their silhouettes- and they just ripped up my heart into a thousand pieces I hate them all so much.
  • Chris Pine’s eyes have never been bluer than when he points a gun back at a cargo of bombs and swallows. He looked so young; looked so afraid; but he kept those blue eyes open and pulled that trigger and idk man but he is the son of my heart and I will never let him go, like ughhhh.
  • But tbph that scene where Isabel Maru’s mask rips off- was just. so- poignant.
    • beneath the plastic; beneath the half-human half-machine monstrosity that is isabel’s face; beneath this person who is a villain in the purest sense of the word- 
    • there is a scar.
    • there is fear, and loss, and just- mortality. 
    • And Diana sees, even in the depths of a grief deeper than anything she’s ever known, and she chooses not to kill Isabel. 
  • Diana chooses to kill Ares with his own power, which was an amazing choice. Also that scene where she fights him with the lasso on the rooftop? I will never get over it. NEVER.

So, like, this movie is fucking iconic and also fucking amazing and I am fucking ended ohmygod.

I’ve learned to internalize most of my pain, and to stop talking about it out loud. I’ve learned that no one will really get what I’ve experienced because I’ve experienced it alone.  They can never comprehend how deeply I felt, how my heart is still shattered in a million different pieces. “It’s not that serious”. I know. I know. But there’s still moments like right now where it suddenly hits me, everything that’s happened, and it’s like the air has been knocked out of me. I know this is all going to pass one day, I just need it to come soon

Shoutouts to people who like winter and cold weather.

  • Because it’s tiresome being stared at like you grew an extra head when you say as much
  • Because countless people can say “I’m so glad spring is right around the corner!” and be praised with endless agreement, but I’m asked what’s wrong with me if I express the same thing about winter
  • Because the maintenance guy came in to fix something in my apartment, took one look at my thermostat, and wouldn’t believe me when I said there’s nothing wrong with my heater because it’s 65°F in my apartment and I’m happy 
  • Because if there’s a disagreement over the temperature, the person who likes the cold will always be outvoted 5 to 1
  • Because summer and the warmer days of autumn are mourned for their passing but winter’s end is celebrated
  • Because our endless discomfort in the summer is overlooked and brushed off because why wouldn’t we love this hot weather
  • Because winter is never long enough, summer is always too long, and no one will agree with you
Industrial Piercing.

I got mine done 6 weeks ago on Sunday so I thought I would throw some tips out there for people because I always see people asking in that tag.

1. Does it hurt to get done? No, not at all. I barely felt it, it felt a little tight while they put the bar in but the actual piercing was a 3 out of 10.

2. What’s the proper way to clean it? I soaked it for 10 minutes every day for the first 4 weeks. I never slacked once. Now i have purchased the h2Ocean spray. I use that all the time but I still soak it at least 2-3 times a week. Qtips are your friends. Also, do soak it. Please. The spray doesn’t always clean everything.

3. The worst time was about 2 weeks after. It got infected and throbbed for a day but I repeat, soaking clears it right up.

4. I did dye my hair for the first time last week. My stylist kept hitting it, that hurt. It’s fine but soak it after. I’ll keep telling you to soak it cause it works.

5. It hurts like a mother fucking bitch when you bang it. Six weeks later and it still hurts. Like holy fuck. I never remember it’s there until I stupidly tuck my hair behind my ear.

6. How long before you can sleep on your side? I started to now, six weeks later. I have a really soft pillow though and I think that’s key. The softer the better.

7. The bar slides. I panicked because it slid down and the piercer gave me a long bar to allow for swelling. Well I panicked because what if I hit it and it swells? There’s no room. Doesn’t matter, the minute it drops means it’s healing. I haven’t had issues with it touching my ear at all. Just SOAK IT IF IT GETS INFECTED.

8. Also tea tree oil works well to get rid of infections. I’ve only had to use it once. Don’t use it on a regular basis.

9. If you have always wondered about getting it done but are scared of taking care of it, just get it done. The cleaning isn’t so bad, trust me. You get used to it awful quick and it looks cute as fck.

If anyone else has any other questions just let me know.

*** I use a pretty simple soak mixture: 1 cup water and ¼ tsp non iodized salt (kosher works). I boil the water, add the salt, wait for it to cool, stir it up and soak it. I use a measuring cup and lay on the floor…. It’s worked the best for me with minimal spillage.
Unfaithful: Product of Love (Bill Skarsgård)

PART 6

She stopped in her tracks, looking at Bill with a terrified expression. He had no idea what she had learned in the past few hours, but oh did it ever feel like he did.

“What… what are you doing here?” she asked, almost breathlessly. She was shocked by his presence, tall and domineering as he straightened from his casual position against the light grey wall beside her apartment door.

He slowly walked towards her, closing the gap between them. She bit her lip and crossed her arms under her chest protectively, gripping onto the dark wool fabric with her fingers. His movements scared her, like she was going to spill the truth the second he looked down at her with those pale green orbs. When he did, she finally saw how intense they were. She took a deep breath.

“You haven’t been answering my calls. We were supposed to go out for dinner tonight, remember?” He reminded her, tone a bit angered, “You said that we could talk about this.”

He was very close to her now, only a single person could squeeze through the gap between them if they tried hard enough. The closeness never would have bothered her before, if anything, she would have been desperate for him to be even nearer. She craved the way he touched her, slow and deliberate to quick and hot per her request.

She simply nodded at his remark, knowing that she was in the wrong. “I know, I’m sorry. I left my phone inside the apartment when I went out for a walk. I should have brought it with me,” she apologized, meeting his gaze.

“It’s fine,” he waved her apology off, “Can we please speak now?”

She looked down and gave him a slight nod, unable to watch him as she did so.

She fished her silver keys out from her jacket pocket and stepped to the side, walking around him to get to the door. He turned and followed her, watching as she shoved the key into the lock and twisted it. The metal clicked and she pushed the front door open, stepping into the apartment then holding the door open for him to follow.

He gave her a polite nod and strolled back into his old home, finding that it looked exactly the same. She had not decorated or renovated in the time he had been gone, every piece of furniture still sat in its original spot and she continued to place her coat on the same hook she always had. It appeared as though she had simply moved on without him. It pained his heart.

“Do you want to sit? Maybe in the uh- living room?” she suggested, biting her lip and fiddling with her fingers nervously.

“Sure,” he agreed, taking off his jacket and hanging it on the hook beside hers.

She wandered down the hallway, past the kitchen and into the large living area. She took a seat on the black leather sofa, crossing her legs as she did so. It’s time to face him. Bill appeared not a few moments later in the doorframe, looked at his lover, then sat down opposite to her in a cushioned chair. He leaned back into the plush fabric.

She continued to fiddle her fingers, twisting the two gold rings around her smooth skin in an attempt to distance herself from him.

“Why have you been dodging me?” he broke the silence, causing her to stop what she was doing.

Her whole body went rigid. There was no way she was going to tell him what was going on in her mind - her body. She couldn’t bear to speak about the baby yet. No, she would not say what the exact reason was for her cancellation on this day.

“Why do you think, Bill? You cheated on me,” she said emotionlessly. It was like all of the anger and frustration had left her body, leaving her only with the sad fact: Bill cheated. All of the passion and intensity that occurred when he first told her the news was gone, only two sad and lonely people were left in its wake. She sounded exhausted, no longer in the mood to deal with the situation. It had only been just over a week, but it felt like a lifetime.

“You agreed to a dinner where we could discuss this like adults. Instead, you’ve ignored me all day,” he scolded, earning a sharp look from her.

“Are you seriously going to sit there and tell me that I was acting childish? Really, Bill? I am the child even though you couldn’t keep it in your pants? Makes sense,” she refuted harshly.

He sighed, running a hand through his styled brown locks, “I know. I know that I fucked someone else, but you promised-”

I promised to fucking love you forever and so did you,” she firmly cut him off. “We always spoke about the wonderful future we could have, a cottage, marriage and… children,” she swallowed deeply, knowing that the last fantasy was now a reality, yet not in the way they had hoped for.

He couldn’t stand it anymore, listening to her spell out all these futures as if they were no longer achievable. Despite his actions, he loved her more than anything. He would never feel the same way about anyone else, no matter what that night at the club had shown. He was riled with a passion that forced him to stand, stride around the coffee table and kneel down in front of her.

She looked down at him in awe, lips parted and brows drawn in. Never before had he looked so small, so in need of her affections. Bill, typically the embodiment of honour and loyalty, knelt before her in shame, so desperately sorry for what he had done to her. He took her small hands in his large ones and gave them a squeeze. His head dipped forward and forehead met her knee, leaving him completely bowed to her. He would do anything - anything - it took to get her back.

She allowed him to do this, to hold her hands and bury his face into her jean-clothed legs. Yet she stared down at him in utter confusion, not knowing what had came over him. Faintly, she could hear his sobs. His body soon became wracked with them.

I love you, I love you, I love you,” he cried into her legs. “I am… so sorry, for all the harm I’ve inflicted on you. She meant nothing to me, absolutely nothing. It’s you that I love and always will,” he regretted, finally tilting his head up so his eyes could meet hers.

She took a deep breath, absorbed everything, and tears glazed over her eyes. “Why…” she began, her eyes darting away from his. “Why wasn’t I good enough?” she whispered, so quietly he almost didn’t hear her.

His expression instantly changed into one of worry, eyes wide and lips parted. “No, no, no. Sweetheart,” he soothed her, long fingers moving to wipe the tears that rolled down her cheeks. He felt awful. Somehow, he had made her believe she wasn’t worthy of him, when in actuality, it was him that wasn’t good enough for her.

She sniffled. “She must have been prettier, sexier, taller,” he shook his head repeatedly, but she continued on, “You told me you wanted to get married, spend every single day of the rest of your life with me. You once said that I was the only woman you would want to have your children. What happened, Bill? Why wasn’t I good enough?” She wept, tears now cascading down her beautiful face.

His eyes got wet. “No, Darling. Please. You are perfect,” he assured her, his hold on her hands growing tighter. He stared up at her, pleading for her eyes to meet his.

She yanked her hands out of his and stood. Brushing him aside, she strode to the window, the same one she looked out of one very rainy night not long ago, and clamped a hand over her mouth. Her sobs were muffled as she looked out the window and cried. The sky was grim and dreary. Soon, thunder would begin to rumble and bring an evening shower over Stockholm.

Clearly not,” she retorted, “If I was, why would you want someone else?”

He pushed himself off his knees and rose until he was straight again. “I don’t want anyone else. Do you hear me? No one,” he declared, “You are mine and I am yours.

A package of cigarettes on the desk to her left caught her eye and before she could register what she was doing, she snagged it. Tearing the top off, she fished out a cigarette and stuck it between her lips. She reached down to her pocket in search of her lighter, but froze when she felt it missing. Of course she no longer carried her lighter, she was ashamed that she had forgotten why in the heat of the moment.

Please don’t,” he pleaded, hating himself more by the minute as he watched her prepare to light the smoke.

Completely ignoring Bill, she pulled the cigarette from her lips and dropped it immediately. Her eyes were wide as she fully comprehended what she had almost done. Fresh tears pooled in her eyes and she sniffled, glad the cigarette was no longer between her fingers.

Y/N?” he asked, terrified, as he watched her sink to the floor, hugging her body tightly.

She cried. She cried for herself, Bill and their unborn child. Every emotion she had felt for the past one and a half weeks spilled out of her body in the form of tears.

He fell to the hardwood floor beside her and took her into his arms. She didn’t protest, only allowed him to clutch her smaller body in his strong, long arms. The feeling was comforting yet foreign. She had spent countless nights, received console and had moments of pure bliss in his arms.

Sweetheart,” he pleaded, his voice breaking. He took a deep breath to compose himself, “Tell me what’s going on.” He knew she wasn’t the one to get overly upset about things, even something as important as his faithfulness. He knew that something else must be weighing on her mind.

Her cheek was pressed into his clothed chest, wetting the cotton fabric with her tears. She hated to admit that the comfort of his arms was beginning to overcome the anger she was feeling towards him. Yet, she didn’t want him to know about her secret, hoping to keep it to herself for as long as possible.

“No. I… I can’t, Bill. You should leave,” she spoke, pulling her head off his chest and wiping her eyes.

He didn’t allow her to move far, keeping his grip on her body the exact same. “No. I’m not leaving you alone,” he pressed, “Not like this.”

“Bill…” she urged softly, wanting him to leave her.

No,” he stated, firm and authoritative, “You mean the world to me. I’m not going to leave you alone in this state.”

Her head fell back into his chest, utterly exhausted and defeated. There was no way he would agree to her pleas, so it was not worth trying.

She sniffled and he stroked her hair. “I need some time alone for awhile. I have… some personal matters to take care of, Bill,” she explained slowly, making sure to choose her words carefully.

He stopped combing his fingers through her hair and moved them down to to face, caressing the smooth skin of her cheek. “What is it? What’s going on?” he inquired. His eyebrows drew in and a faint look of concern presented itself on his striking features.

She shook her head and took a hold of his fingers, moving them away from her skin; she didn’t want him to touch her now. “It’s fine, Bill. I have it under control,” she assured him.

“Does it concern me?” he dared to ask, respectfully keeping his hand by his side.

She couldn’t meet his eyes, realizing it was a lot harder to lie to him than she imagined. They had always told each other the truth, no matter how hard it was to hear. It was that promise that made him tell her what happened that night at the club, instead of withholding the information. Honesty helped fortify their relationship, then brought it crashing down years later.

Slowly, she untangled his arms from her waist and slid out of his grip. She rose to her feet and padded back to the window, arms crossed under her breasts. He mirrored her movements, rising to his feet soon after.

“Does it?” he asked quietly, knowing in his heart that it did.

Instead of shaking her head, she gave him a slight nod, confirming his suspicions.

He calmly walked towards her, watching as she leaned back against the wooden window frame, and stopped a few paces before her. He looked at her expectantly, urging her to tell him what was happening.

She folded her arms tighter under her chest. Now or never…


The bedroom was completely dark, only lit by the moon shining through the large window.

Bill was pressing soft, close-mouthed kisses onto the smooth skin over her stomach. His elbows were propped up on the sheets, one on either side of her, holding his weight as he leaned his body back.

Bill,” she gently moaned. He looked up at her from his spot on her lower body. “I’m not pregnant yet,” she reminded him.

He pressed a final kiss to her stomach, lingering there for a few moments, then advanced back up her body. His lips captured hers and she smiled into the kiss, feeling his hand slip back down her neck, collarbone and breasts, until it reached her stomach. She laughed against his lips, her own forming a small grin.

He removed his full lips from hers and looked down at her, watching her smile grow wider. “You don’t know that,” he teasingly protested, “You could be pregnant right now.”

She laughed. “I suppose so,” she agreed.

He continued to stroke her stomach as he leaned back down onto the mattress, his hand re-warming her skin that had just began to cool down.

“Do you want a boy or a girl?"she wondered, gazing up at the ceiling as she laid on her back.

He moved onto his side, body facing hers. "One of each,” he quipped, resulting in a playful strike on his chest from his lover.

“Don’t be greedy,” she laughed, eyes gleaming as she turned her head to the side to face him.

He smiled. “It doesn’t matter to me. They’ll be beautiful either way, just like their mother,” he answered truthfully.

She caressed his cheek with the pads of her fingers, carefully grazing over the pronounced bone structure. “They’ll look like you no matter what; you know your genes are remarkably strong.” she teased, yet it really wasn’t a lie. All of his brothers and sisters looked strangely similar, making it clear that his genes were most likely the dominant.

He nodded, knowing she was speaking the truth. “They’ll be just like you, then; kind… loving… and intelligent,” he leisurely listed.

She smiled and leaned over him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “I love you,” she said.

He flipped them over, her body now underneath his for the second time that night. “I love you,” he echoed, wrapping her legs around his hips.

She looked at him, a confused look on her face. “Again?” she wondered.

In response, he simply placed his lips onto hers, kissing her passionately as he pushed himself inside of her. A sharp moan slipped from his lover’s lips as he slowly began to roll his hips against hers.

“We might as well improve our chances,” he reasoned.

She held onto his upper back tightly, her hands moving up and down with his actions. He took his time with her, feeling no need to rush anything. He planned on showing her how much he loved her, and the child that would soon develop inside of her.

Once they finished, Bill pulled her chest flush against his and slowly traced his fingers along her spine.

Soon, they dozed off into a pleasant sleep, each of them having no idea that they had just conceived.

Now, they both had all they could ever ask for in one room.

Unfortunately, neither of them knew that.


She took a deep breath, bracing herself for whatever was to follow. She hesitantly met his gaze, “Bill… I-” she looked down, “I’m pregnant.”

The whole atmosphere changed, going from tense to void of all emotion. She continued to stare at the wooden floorboards, having no idea what his reaction was.

“You’re… Are you certain?” he checked.

She scoffed, meeting his eyes once again. “Of course I’m certain, Bill. I wouldn’t tell you if I wasn’t-”

He was in front of her in two easy steps, hands cupping her cheeks and lips pressed against hers, effectively cutting her off. She pushed him back, hands spread out on his chest.

“What… what are you doing?” she questioned, her voice thick with emotion.

He removed her hands from his chest and took them in his own before smiling. “I love you so much. I love you and I love our baby. I will do anything - anything - to prove myself to you,” he said passionately, eyes staring straight inside of her.

“I- I,” she stuttered, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Her words came out thickly, “I love you, Bill. I hate that I do but… there’s nobody else; there will never be someone else, only you.”

They looked at each other in silence for a few moments, each of them taking in what had just happened. They were going to be parents, she still loved him and he would do anything to show her how he felt. A once loving relationship was now beginning to mend.

He spread out his arms for her. With a weak smile, she slipped into them, a sigh of content falling from her lips when his long arms circled around her back, holding her tightly.

“A baby, Bill. Our own baby,” she wept happily, tears of joy sliding down her cheeks.

He wiped them away with the pad of his thumb, tearfully smiling as well. “Oh, God. I love you so much, Darling. Always,” he promised, planting a kiss on her forehead.

I love you, Bill.”

He sniffled, “I love you.”


She held the youngest Skarsgård, Kolbjörn, in her arms and bounced him on her knee. He giggled, his face filled with a innocent, childish joy. Little Kolbjörn loved her very much, along with Ossain, who was equally fascinated by her. Maybe it was because she was newer, more fresh and exciting to them than their half brothers and sister, but either way, they were always pleased when Bill brought her around.

“Y/N?” Kolbjörn called softly, gaining her attention and she paused her conversation with Alexander.

“Yes?” she asked, tilting her head down to meet his eyes.

“Will we have cake soon?” he wondered impatiently.

She let out a small laugh, eyes gleaming as she kept bouncing the child on her leg. “Soon,” she promised. “Your parents and siblings are still cleaning up the kitchen. Except Alexander because he’s lazy,” she teased, earning a wide grin from Kolbjörn and a laugh from the eldest Skarsgård son.

“I’m tired,” Kolbjörn complained.

She stopped bouncing him. “Do you want to nap for a bit? I can take you upstairs?” she suggested.

He shook his little head and leaned into her chest. “Can I stay with you?” he asked.

She rubbed his back, allowing his cheek to rest just under her collarbone. “Of course,” she assured him.

Kolbjörn closed his eyes and dozed off, leaving her to look up at Alexander and smile. She continued to softly stroke his back when his breaths became slower. His gentle breathing sent warm air fanning over her skin.

She was so entranced by the small child which she held to her chest, that she didn’t hear Bill wander into the room.

“Hej,” Alexander casually acknowledged his brother. This caught her attention.

She lifted her eyes to peer at her boyfriend, who muttered back a faint hello to Alexander, before looking to her. She noted that he was now staring at her intently. His pale green orbs got darker with intensity as he crossed his arms and leaned against the beige wall, watching her cradle his half-brother.

He couldn’t help but feel a stir deep in his stomach as he watched the two. It was not a pang of desire - rather a strong sense of motivation after seeing how wonderful she looked with a boy just older than a baby in her arms. Kolbjörn’s cheek was pressed against her exposed skin and he had his small arms in the valley of her breasts as he slept soundly. He knew she would be the mother who bore his children.

She looked at him timidly, but held his intense stare, still unconsciously stroking his half-brother’s back. For a moment, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if Kolbjörn was their child, or if they had a baby of their own. She knew exactly what he was thinking: they should have children of their own soon. He wanted kids, that was no surprise, but this was the first time he had actually seen her with one and it only confirmed that she would make an excellent mother.

“Dad, uh- wants you in the kitchen to help prepare the cake,” Bill said.

She nodded. Wrapping her arms around Kolbjörn’s tiny body, she slowly stood from the sofa, as not to wake him, and strolled over to her lover. His eyes were wide as she came closer to him, cradling the younger Skarsgård against her chest.

She stood right in front of him and looked up at him nervously. “Will you take him? He’s… really tired,” she explained, taking a deep breath.

Bill nodded, his eyes still on hers, and extended his arms. Carefully, not wanting to disturb Kolbjörn’s sleep, she slipped the boy into Bill’s arms. Instinctively, he took a proper hold of the boy and held him to his chest, Kolbjörn’s small head resting in the crook of Bill’s neck. She felt compelled to look up, her hands still holding the young boy’s waist, and finally met Bill’s gaze. She inhaled sharply; an outsider would assume that was their child and she, the mother, was handing the boy off to him, the father, so she could move to another task. She sensed that he felt this way too, like Kolbjörn could be their own.

“Got him?” She asked quietly.

Bill nodded and she slowly slid her hands off the boy’s waist.

Giving her lover a nervous smile, she padded off to the kitchen to help Stellan, leaving Bill with his youngest and eldest brothers. He took a seat on the couch beside Alexander and leaned back against the plush cushion.

“One day, brother,” Alexander spoke with a grin.

Bill raised a brow.

“You’ll be the one give Dad his second grandchild, a grandson most likely with our track record,” his eldest brother joked.

Bill looked down at the sleeping boy in his arms and saw him in a way he never had before.

“Maybe,” he agreed, staring at the small boy’s closed eyes.

“I wish you both the best; she’s a sweet girl,” Alexander pointed out, “Dad loves her and that right there makes her a keeper.”

Bill laughed and Kolbjörn stirred in his arms. “I want one. I’m ready,” he told his older brother, turning his head to look at him.

Alexander thought about those statements. “Is she?” he wondered.

Bill looked down at his baby brother.

“I hope so.”


“I’m glad you came here tonight,” she mumbled into his chest.

He smiled, knowing that she could not even begin to imagine how much he loved her. “Can I stay?” he dared to ask.

She considered his request for a moment, then nodded. “Yes. It’s been to long,” she confessed.

Bill knelt in front of her, balanced himself on his knees, then reached to take her hips into his hands. She watched as he slowly lifted up her blouse, letting the cool air hit her skin, then pressed his lips to her belly. She carded a hand through his hair, sighing in content at the feeling of his lips running over her skin. It really had been too long.

“I love you too,” he whispered into her skin.

Her heart was overwhelmed with happiness at his words; he was there for the long haul. They would have their first child, get married, have more children, then watch them grow until they became adults themselves, no longer in need of parents. Their children would go on to find a love of their own.

His eyes flickered up, meeting hers. He pressed another kiss to her stomach and she smiled.

They had found each other again.


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these are kind of old and kind of blurred but. 

Gentle reminder

Out there in South Korea there’s a 30-year-old officer
who’s hosting an elementary school event
With deep voice
and serious gaze
Scaring kids to death.

while teachers and moms get swept away by the wave of thirst.

No offense to all of us, but do we, as human beings, really understand anything in the world? For example, science is a subject that helps us understand how the world works… But in our own understanding, which isn’t always the truth because we as human beings have our own collective bias and limits with our minds.

That’s why when people argue for the “truth,” it’s usually their understanding of the truth rather than the actual truth… Because really, why does the truth have to be limited to our understanding? Shouldn’t the truth have no bounds? With that in mind, there’s so many different biases and perceptions to the point where people see the same thing completely differently… which makes me wonder if anything is real. We are all seeing something differently… How can we trust ourselves that what we are seeing is truly accurate when we have our own unique perception? Are we ever really accurate at all? The “accuracy” we know of could be an “accuracy” all of us as a human species can understand, but is actually accuracy?

Ok I’m gonna shut up before I get a life crisis