i can carry off lovely sometimes

anonymous asked:

I actually like the idea that they wanted Yuuri to seem "average looking". Beautiful people are always expected to look beautiful, if you're average they don't expect much. He's so simple off ice so when he's on ice he catches people off guard making them go "HOLYSHIT WHO WAS THAT. LORD TAKE ME NOW" He's like carrying a secret weapon under those glasses, he slicks his hair back and he's suddenly OOZING sex appeal lmao Victor is so in love he gets to see diff sides of him everyone else is jealous

i bet u victor loves it but sometimes can’t handle it lmao

anonymous asked:

Sometimes even Dick will wake up on his old bedroom on the Manor. Yes of course B can still carry Dick, he's BATMAN.

“Why am I here?”

“You fell asleep on the floor mats, I put you in bed.”

“I’m 26 B, I have a job, I was Batman, you can’t do this to me. There are glow in the dark dinosaurs on my ceiling, my legs are hanging off the end of the bed.”

“You can always move to one of the guest bedrooms…”

“Hell no, I love those freaking dinosaurs.”

anonymous asked:

painslut!dan and sadistic!phil w/ omorashi? if dat is okay

+ Dan doesn’t slack off, not anymore. He doesn’t talk rudely or insult Phil at all (other than occasionally in their videos, but even then afterwards he would fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness) for one simple reason. And that was the belt Phil kept in his closet, the one for special occasions.

+ Even a word slipped from Dan’s mouth and Dan would be over his knee or bent over the table or the bed, his wrists pinned to his back at a rather painful angle. Phil did it so automatically, Dan could hardly even see it coming.

+ Phil would shove his face against the wood or mattress, tugging at his hair roughly.

+ “Aw, what a cute little baby. Does the slut need to be punished?” God, Phil’s VOICE when those words left his lips… it was a kind of sickly sweet growl, and it drove Dan absolutely crazy.

+ His heart would beat faster, pounding in his chest, and his breathing would catch.

+ “Sir,” Dan would usually whimper, wanting to get on his good side. Phil would knead Dan’s ass in his hands, humming as he dug his nails in.

+ “What’ll it be tonight, hm? Water or belt?”

+ That would really get Dan’s head spinning, just that simple question, god. He would take a shuddery breath, trying to push back his fear.

+ If Dan chose belt, the outcome was clear. Phil would go straight to the closet, taking the belt in his hands slowly, the noise of the leather running through his fingers making Dan shudder. He would tie Dan’s hands too, to the headboard, warning him not to squirm before starting.

+ It would usually be about ten lashes, and Phil was less than gentle. He had Dan crying out and moaning with every hit, tears streaming down his face by the last one, sobs and begging flowing from his mouth with no stopping but god he loved it.

+ If Dan chose the water, it was almost worse. Dan would still be tied down, but for this one Phil would be deceivingly soft and gentle. He would leave Dan there for awhile, every ten minutes bringing him a large glass of water. This would go on for several hours before it stopped, and by then Dan was squirming like crazy.

+ Phil would sit next to him, stroking his forehead, a deceivingly kind smile on his face, but Dan could see the glint in his eyes.

+ Phil would start slow, pressing down on Dan’s stomach gently, just a little bit of pressure. By this point Dan would already be out of it, flinching from Phil’s touch and gripping the sheets below him tightly.

+ Phil would add more pressure gradually before he was rubbing circles on Dan’s abdomen and Dan was shaking and sweating and squirming under his touch.

+ Soon Phil would be straddling him, bouncing slightly, or massaging Dan’s stomach and pumping his cock every now and then, anything to get Dan closer to letting go.

+ Dan would be begging, crying, with a repeated “I can’t I can’t I can’t” but Phil would just calmly continue with what he was doing, not acknowledging what Dan was saying.

+ “Piss yourself and I’ll leave you here over night,” Phil would say softly, kissing Dan’s forehead and continuing to work at his stomach and cock.

+ Dan’s whimpering loudly, tears streaming down his face from the effort of holding it in, but god it’s so hard and it hurts so bad and Dan just wants to let go. Phil’s whispering encouragement in his ear, soft little “c'mon Dan, just breathe, just let it out of you’d like,” but Dan knows the consequences.

+ With both options, Phil is good with aftercare, making sure Dan is alright before carrying him to the shower. He would wash him off and calm him down, peppering his face with kisses with a “good job, baby, good boy. You did such a good job, angel. It’s okay, let it out, i’m here. I love you so so much.”

+ It’s torture. All of it is torture that has Dan sobbing and broken by the end of it. But Dan knows he wouldn’t give it up for the world.

+ And sometimes he does do something wrong, just so he can go through it again.



I LOVED this episode so much. It was perfect. So I made some screens from some fave moments. Though to be honest, If I could, I’d just cap the whole damn episode, that’s how perfect it was.

Lets get into it!


Okay with that out of the way, another cute detail, FAMILY PICS! ♥

So, Goku and Gohan are at the Chestnuts to recruit them. They asK Krillin first, who is debating it. Then Eighteen chimes in that he should…

CUZ WHY ELSE WOULD YOU TRAIN IN YOUR OWN DANG GYM IF YOU CAN’T REAP THE BENEFITS OF IT?! I am with Eighteen on this one. That looks like a VERY nice Gym too….

HEY, no whispering in Eighteen’s vicinity! I legit laughed at this.

Also, Eighteen’s is looking right through you Goku, sh*t ain’t never subtle with you.

So, the spar between Gohan and Krillin was actually VERY enjoyable to watch. I can understand Gohan’s POV but I do like how Krillin kind of set him straight, and with such an awesome new attack too! That Taiyoken times 100 is AMAZING and so bright too. LOVED how Eighteen has sunglasses and extra’s so Goku could get some. Gohan realizing he still has things to learn was a nice touch plus him kind of apologizing, though Krillin didn’t really make a big deal of it. It was so nice to see them interact like old times again!

This was a very nice K18 scene, IMO. I like how Krillin caught Eighteen kind of off guard when he interrupted her. He reassures her just slightly though and she tries to get it through his head that he should rest instead of going into another Spar with Goku of all people.

And after Krillin once again assured he wants to go through with it, Gohan chimes in, saying that she should understand Krillin’s viewpoint since she herself is a fighter too.

But she quickly rebuffs that and right here,  Eighteen actually lets her emotion slip through while telling him it’s not the same. Her voice is different in the scene above, you can practically HEAR the worry she has for her husband, because she knows his limit, and she knows he knows but he can be stubborn get carried away sometimes. 

I just LOVED Marron throughout this episode. We can deduce her home is so safe and loving. This kid is one bubble of support for her papa and mama, it’s ADORABLE. I also LOVE how Eighteen is adamant in making sure to reassure her daughter time and time again that her daddy is going to be fine, that he won’t lose.  *_*

EIGHTEEN TO THE RESCUE!!!! I LOVED how she intercepted in the KameHameHa stand off when it shows that Krillin is almost at his limit to hold on. It shows us that she DEFINITELY has her husband’s back.

I mean look at how she just kicks Super Saiyan Blue Goku so fiercily! *________*

…get ready for it…


AND LOOK AT THEM ALL READY TO TAKE ON GOKU TOGETHER. They are instantly so in tune with each other,  that even their talking is in perfect sync. .This is very peculiar to me and definitely holds a promise of us seeing some ass-kicking teamwork from these two. Especially now that Eighteen will be training with Krillin, I’m thinking they are gonna come up with some awesome attacks!

This high five was SO CUTE!!!!


All in all, this was a GREAT episode, and it gave us some serious insight into the dynamic between Krillin and Eighteen. We already knew it was there but it’s very nice to see it become even more solidified on the screen. I am so HYPED for whatever strategy and combo attack they may come up with. 

Dating Remus Lupin Would Include...

- He would totally be a hand holder
- Like literally EVERYWHERE
- “Remus, love, you have to let go of my hand.”
- “No! Don’t wanna. You’re my girlfriend and I want to let everyone know.”
- Laying underneath the Whomping Willow (after it’s not whomping around like it’s a stupid helicopter)
- Because he would never let you get hurt
- Your head would be in his lap
- He would be playing with your hair
- Drawing random patterns and shapes on your arm lazily
- Studying with him
- “Remus, I know you’re plenty smart and everything, but you have to focus.”
- “I’m already focused.”
- “Not on me, you idiot! Your textbooks.”
- “But you’re much more pleasant to look at.”
- Just laying down on one of the couches in the common room
- He would lift your feet and put them in his lap
- You would sit up and crawl into his arms
- And then his arms would encircle you
- Feeling safe and warm and protected around him
- Leaving notes by your bedside every night so you could see them in the morning
- Don’t ask me how he got in
- James and Sirius may have been involved
- But that’s not the topic right now (nervous laughter)
- The notes would have quotes from books that reminded you of him
- Somedays there would even be poetry
- And sometimes, there would be a chocolate frog attached
- Walking you to every single class
- Carrying your books for you
- “Love, you don’t have to do that, you know I can carry them just fine.”
- “But I wanna, sweetheart. Don’t you see how much I love you?”
- Smiling and giving him a kiss
- Which brings in a chorus of groans and “gross” from the other Marauders
- Mainly James
- Remus would smirk and turn around to James
- “Jealous, mate?”
- “In your dreams.”
- “Uh huh, like you didn’t wish Evans was here to do that to you.”
- “Sod off, Moony.”
- Not knowing about his “furry little problem”
- You would be suspicious of where he went every month
- Asking and bugging the Marauders about it
- But they won’t tell you
- Until Peter accidentally spills it one day
- “Dammit, Wormtail! Moony’s not going to be happy about this!”
- Going straight to Remus and hugging him
- He would be confused at first
- Until you told him you knew
- Pulling away from your embrace and taking several steps away from you
- He would be shocked and mad
- You would try to get closer to him
- “No, stay away from me, Y/N! I’m a monster!”
- “REMUS JOHN LUPIN! Do you not get that I love you and I am always here for you no matter what!? YOU ARE NOT GETTING RID OF ME THAT EASILY!”
- “But don’t you get it Y/N? I could harm you and I don’t think I could ever forgive myself if I ever did.”
- “And don’t you get that I’m committed to this relationship? We will make it work. We’re in this together now.”
- Cue High School Musical’s “We’re All In This Together”
- Why must I do these things
- I’m sorry, I apologize for that
- Tiny butterfly kisses when waking up next to him
- You would sneak into the boys dorm to sleep with him
- He would hum songs to you until you finally went to sleep
- Him spooning you
- Waking you up by tickling you
- “Baby, wake up.”
- “No, don’t wanna.”
- “Okay fine, I guess we’ll do this the hard way.”
- He starts tickling your feet
- “Okay! I’m up! Stop it!”
- Chuckling as he pulled you out of bed
- Wearing his jackets and sweaters
- “Y/N? Do you know where the jacket that I lended you last week is?”
- “Ummm…no…”
- Finally giving back his jacket
- “It doesn’t smell like you anymore.”
- He would laugh
- “I’d like it back as soon as it smells like you again, Remus.”
- “Well I’m glad, because now it smells like you, love.”
- Setting up the most romantic dates
- The astronomy tower with star gazing
- “Everything looks so beautiful, Remus.”
- “It is, love.”
- Turning towards him and he’s staring at you and not the stars
- Getting dragged into planning the pranks for the Marauders
- “I don’t see the point of this.”
- “How?! Padfoot and Prongs are up for doing this.”
- “But they’re going to get detention like they always do.”
- “Exactly, so they can stop bothering us when I try to kiss you or do anything with you.”
- “But won’t you get caught too?”
- “Nah, I’m much smarter than them. That’s why I’m the mastermind of everything.”
- Sirius and James hear this
- “Moony, we all know that I’m the smart one, right Prongs?”
- “You wish, Padfoot.”
- Loving all the Marauders like brothers
- Even Peter
- Like why?!
- Freaking Peter, gotta ruin everything
- Remus being clingy
- “You spend too much time with Prongs and Padfoot!”
- “Remus, love, they’re your friends.”
- “But I want my Y/N time too!”
- “And you will get your Y/N time because I love you.”
- He finally cracks a smile and kisses you senseless


Reid x Reader

“Large cappuccio and large mocha to go" the coffee barista called your order out and you collected it from the counter, walking to the exit and stopping to hold it open for the next customer, someone who was clearly going to struggle with the door.

Catching sight of the person’s face as they passed you, you stepped back into the coffee shop.


Your colleague turned, lowering the huge box he was carrying to the floor. “Y/N, hi!”

You eye his parcel curiously, “A keyboard?”

He nodded and you smiled softly at him. You knew what had prompted him to purchase it, the latest case the team had just returned from had involved a young autistic boy who was a whiz on the piano. Spencer had connected with the child and it had obviously piqued a new interest.

“Are you signing up for lessons anywhere?”

“Nope. I bought some manuals which I’ll read tonight. It’s all mathematics really when you think about it.”

“Sure sure, Spencer,” you grinned at him, shifting your coffee from one hand to another. “Well if you ever want a teacher, give me a shout.”

“You can play?” he looked surprised.

“I started taking lessons when I was five years old. To say I can play is an understatement. So drop round at the weekend if you like. I have an actual baby grand piano in my living room, it’s much move pleasant to play than a keyboard, not that there’s anything wrong with Yamaha’s.”

“I might just take you up on that.”

You said your goodbyes to him, not even thinking about the meeting again until three weeks later when you were sat at home one Saturday afternoon with your legs curled up underneath you and a book in your hands. You’d not mentioned your run in with Spencer in the coffee shop to anyone at work, never asked him how his self teaching was going on. You figured if he needed your help, he’d ask. But being the genius he was, he’d probably figured it all out himself.


Sliding your bookmark into place you shuffled over to your front door. You weren’t expecting any company so you were suprised to see Spencer standing in your doorway, a look of frustration on his face.

“I need you help. I can’t do it…. Well, I know that in theory I can, and I’ve taught myself to read music and I know where all the keys are but it’s the timing. I can’t do it.”

“Hi Spencer. I’m very well thanks. Nah, you’re not at all intruding, come right on in.”

His eyes widened and he coughed sheepishly. “All of that too? Hi Y/N. Sorry to bother you……”

“It’s fine. Come in,” you led him through to the kitchen. “Drink?”

You reached for two mugs when you saw him nod, setting about making two coffees and handing one to him.

“So…. The great genius Spencer Reid has found something he can’t do?”

“There’s plenty of things I can’t actually do in practice. This just, well I wasn’t expecting not to be able to do it. I know what I’m doing but when I go to play, it sounds wrong, like my timing is off.”

“It probably is. Have you tried using a metronome?”

“Nope. I’ve never ever had problems with timing or anything before.”

“Well that’s probably where you’re going wrong then. Come on through.”

You took Spencer through to your large living room where your piano stood. It was your pride and joy and had been bought for you as a sweet sixteen birthday present by your grandparents who had always encouraged your playing.

“Wow,” Spencer was impressed. You sat on the bench in front of the instrument, patting the space beside you.

“Okay. I’ve never taught anyone to play before so I think even though you’ve read the manuals and stuff, it’s best if we start at the beginning and go back to basics.”

And so you did, spending the next few hours patiently going through the basics of piano playing with Reid and explaining the importance and helpfulness of a metronome, especially to someone who struggled to keep timing. Of course he spent the afternoon spouting off impressive facts about the instrument and it’s many many famous players, but you were the expert here. This was your forte and you let him know that. He was a quick learner once you’d taught him a few basic timing exercises an by the end of the afternoon you had him playing Heart and Soul with you, the first piano duet you ever leant, and he managed to keep in time.

“See you can do it.”

He beamed, pleased with your praise. “Thank you! I was just getting so frustrated. Although when you said we were going back to basics I figured you’d have me playing chopsticks or something.”

“I can teach you that. I actually found chopsticks harder when I was learning because it’s faster. But I can teach you that next week maybe?”

“Erm… Yeah. I think I’d like that,” he shifted in his seat, wanting to ask you a question. “Y/N. Can you play something for me? Properly.”

It had been ages since you’d played for someone other than yourself but you nodded, shooing him off the bench and centering yourself as he settled in the arm chair.

“Is there anything in particular you want to hear? I have a fair amount of sheet music but there’s only a few that I know off by heart.”

“Play something you know off by heart if you don’t mind. Maybe something that you love?”

“Okay….erm…. Okay.”

After a brief moment of silence you allowed your fingers to find the keys and slowly lost yourself in your Grandfather’s favourite piece, “Clair De Lune”. You’d played it to pass one of your grades and had remembered seeing him with tears in his eyes at your recital. The music was beautiful, breathtaking and it uncovered a thousand memories of long afternoons spent slaving over your old piano making sure you could play it exactly right. You’d played it so many times now that you could do it with your eyes closed, your fingers instinctively knowing what to do. When you came to the end you looked up from the ivory keys and glanced over at Reid who was sat with his mouth slightly agape and a look of admiration on his face.

“That was…. that was beautiful. You’re so talented, I can’t believe no one on the team knows about this.”

You shrugged,“It’s not as if playing the piano can help take unsubs down.”

“True. Will you… Will you play for me again sometime? I really enjoyed that, it was like you went off into a different place and became someone else entirely when you were playing. I’d really love to hear you play something else.”

You grinned widely, pleased that he had enjoyed it so much. “Of course I will. If you want to carry on learning, then I can play something after each lesson? Think of something you want to hear for next time and if I don’t know it, I’ll find the sheet music.”

“Okay. Thank you, Y/N.”

“You’re welcome,” you heard a low rumble coming from your stomach. “Seeing as you’re here and I always buy enough take out for two anyone, do you want to stay for dinner?”

“Erm…. Okay sure. My treat though seeing as I intruded on your afternoon.”

You didn’t argue with him, instead pulling some menu’s from the pile by your phone.

“I’m thinking… Chinese maybe? All the talk about chopsticks from early has made me fancy some.”

“We can order Chinese food but I can’t act use Chopsticks, ” Spencer told you.

“WHAT!? Another thing the genius can’t do? Well… We’re definitely ordering Chinese, with chopsticks. If I can teach you to play piano, I can teach you to use utensils.”

anonymous asked:

Can I have some jack x reader ?(after the Fall ) :3 (fic or hc :3 )

Sure thing, dear anon! We’ll be going with headcanons for this one because we are still working on the last part of the Ineffable series and therefore are a little busy. We hope you enjoy! 

  • This poor, old man has such a hard shell; he always seems so grumpy and unapproachable. His intimidating looks and attitude have scared many people away but you know how he truly is inside: the most caring and affectionate person in the world.
  • Just don’t expect him to show this side of him in public. He barely displays his affection except for some subtle hints: he’ll hold open doors for you, give you his jacket if you’re cold, or give you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. On a good day, he might even hold your hand for a short time. It gets really interesting once you’re alone with him.
  • Jack needs a lot of affection in private. And I really mean a lot. After everything he’s lived for blew up (quite literally), you are the only ray of hope left in his life. Your embrace really helps him release all the stress and anxiousness inside. 
  • At night he will always be by your side, holding you close to his chest and resting his chin on the top of your head. Be aware that this man suffers from nightmares from time to time. When these occur, just be sure to be there for him and give him a hug, no talking necessary.
  • Two words: trust issues. Don’t worry, you are definitely not the reason for this; blame the people who brought down Overwatch. These events took quite a toll on him so it will take a long time for him to trust you. Once he does, though, it will definitely have been worth the wait because that’s when he’ll take off his mask/visor. Jack is very self-conscious when it comes to his face (and age), so make sure to give him reassurance that you truly love him for who he is.
  • I mentioned that this guy was caring, right? Well, I forgot to say that I meant OVERLY caring, in a way that can be kind of scary sometimes. Someone bumped into you and accidently hurt your shoulder? He’ll teach that punk a lesson. You stubbed your little toe on the kitchen table? He’ll carry you to the sofa, give you painkillers, and get some ice. You got a small cold? Prepare for a drive to the emergency room.
  • He gives a lot of compliments, especially if you lack self-confidence. He wants you to know that you are the most beautiful and perfect person he could have ever wished for to enter his life. However, he dislikes receiving compliments. It’s not that he doesn’t believe you, he just absolutely hates the way he can’t stop himself from getting flustered and blushing intensely.
  • Kisses from Jack are rare since he barely takes off his visor. But they are always very sweet and full of emotions. Because he sometimes has trouble expressing his love for you with words, hugs and kisses are his way of showing you how important you are. 
  • Meanie on the streets, softie in the sheets. ‘Nuff said. 
Magnus Takes Care of His Shadowhunter

Alec came in from patrol limping slightly. Magnus stood from the couch in a single fluid move and hurried over, his fingertips already sparking as he conjured a spell.

Alec held up a hand. “Hold it there, Magic Man, it’s just a scratch.”

Magnus dropped his hand. “But you’re limping.”

“My ankle got kicked pretty hard, but nothing a little ice won’t sooth.” Alec dropped his gear by the door and rolled his shoulders “And probably a hot bath.”

“Say no more.” Magnus took the ice pack out of the freezer and then made his way to the bathroom.

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anonymous asked:

Yes. I mean Why is so special for u?

I love his personality. His wit. His sense of humor, because he is really sarcastic and stupidly clever. I love his silly/lame jokes and subtle comments that are so ON POINT. I love his charm. His charisma and cheekiness. I love his magnetism. I love his coolness. I love that I can’t take my eyes off of him regardless of how many people are around him. I love how he carries himself. How he lights up a room. He’s so aware and confident., but never cocky. I love that he can also be a little unsure and awkward. I love his vulnerability. His compassion. I love how he wears his heart on his sleeve and that he isn’t afraid to show emotions. I love how inherently silly he is sometimes and how he doesn’t take things too seriously. I love how he treats the people around him. I love how he tries to see the good in everybody, even if they haven’t deserved it. I love how protective he is. How much he genuinely cares. I love how good he his with kids. I love how he appreciates his fans. His patience and how he tries to make them all happy; by way of hugs, pictures and autographs, in all situations where it’s doable. He’s always the last one to leave the fans. I love how he’s never rude to paps even when they try to get a reaction from him or some sort of controversy. I love how he never falls for their cheap tricks. I love that even though he’s one of the most sought-after young men in the world and “everybody” wants a piece of him, he never complains about the extra pressure and the extra attention that he undoubtedly copes with. And you know it can’t always be as easy to deal with as he makes it to be… I love that he’s always humble and thankful. I love that he never shows off in an off-putting way. He’s ridiculously wealthy, hangs out with a lot of amazing people and does a lot of incredible things but he Instagrams pictures of his knees and doors and tweets completely unrelevant, odd things. I love that he uses proper spelling and grammar. I love his taste in music and movies because it’s so ridiculously similar to mine. I love his speaking voice, it’s the sexiest sounding voice I know of. I love his singing voice. It’s the epitome of what I like to listen to; deep, raspy, comforting, edgy, cashmere-like, full of texture and it continually gets better and better. I love how he changes up the notes during live performances. I love how he performs, how passionate he is about it and how he tries to do his best every single night. I love how you can tell how much it means to him. I love how much he’s smiling when he’s up there. His moves. EVERYTHING about the way he is on stage. He’s a total rockstar, born for this life, and I honestly can’t think of another 21-year old with as much stage-presence as he has. I love how much he interacts with the crowd. How he’ll even stop his verse to blow a kiss to somebody. How sometimes one kiss isn’t enough, and he’ll blow nine kisses just to make sure. I love it when he imitates the fans, and treats them like they’re his friends. I love how he tries to make them all feel seen.

I love his face, he’s gorgeous and he gets better looking by the day. I love how effortlessly sexy he is. His dimples, green eyes and pink lips. Jaw. Smile. Hands. Collarbones. Arms. Thighs. Legs. It’s all too good. I love that he keeps gaining muscle and getting bigger and broader. I love that he’s tall. I love his hair, whether it’s in a bandana, ponytail, slick, bun, casual or disheveled, curly or straight. He pulls it all off. I love his walk. I love that he genuinely loves fashion. For my taste and liking, he’s one the best dressed guys out there because he dresses exactly how I like guys to dress. I love how good he looks in black jeans and a simple white tee but also how he pulls off a suit. I love that he stays true to his style, but that he isn’t afraid of more quirky pieces. If he likes it he likes it, be that glitter boots or obscenely large hats. He always does his own thing and rides with that, and I have so much respect for that. I love his tattoos. I love that some of his tattoos mean seemingly nothing, but that he also has tattoos that holds connotations to his friends and family. I love his mannerisms. The way he talks, his intonation, accent, subtle little quirky things he does. I love that he’s a total sweetheart but also a dirty fuck. I love his mass-appeal. I love that even though somebody says they don’t listen to One Direction, they’ll admit to liking Harry. They all know who Harry Styles is. I love the impact he has on people. I love the way he looks at people, unwavering, and how they’re all that matters in that moment. I love that he’s an old soul and a true gentleman. I love how he shakes hands and greets everybody and treats everybody equally and with respect. I love how competitive he gets when they’re playing games or getting quizzed. I love his maturity and how he always takes the high road when people try to put him down or have some fun at his expense. I love how ridiculously cool and smart he is when it comes to handling the media and the fans. I love that he’s himself 100% through and through. I love that he drives motorcycles. I love that he can’t be mean even if he tries to. I love how much love there is in his heart. Yeah, that’s some of the things I love about Harry Styles ;)

Couch- Tyler Joseph

“Tyler stop. I don’t want to fight right now. Just leave me alone, I’m going to bed.” you said standing from the couch where Tyler sat.

“Y/N I don’t want to fight either. Wait don’t go yet. Let’s talk.”

“No. Goodnight, and don’t bother sleeping in our bed tonight. The couch is yours.” you shut the bedroom door with a slam. You don’t even remember what started this fight, all you know is Tyler said one thing that pissed you off and you snapped.

You got into bed and fell asleep fast but you woke back up around 12:30 in the morning missing the feeling of Tyler’s warm body in bed. You weren’t mad at him now and you really weren’t in the first place either. He knew that but was still respectful of your request of him sleeping in the living room. After a year of marriage he knew what set you off more and knew when to not push your buttons.

You walked out of the bedroom to see your home dark. You made your way to the living room where you found Tyler scrunched up in a ball sleeping. You admired him for a minute at how peaceful he looked. Then you walked over and placed a kiss to his head before laying down next to him. He moved over to let you cuddle into him.

“Hey baby. Are you still mad?” he asked with his eyes still closed.

“No I was never really mad at you. I love you too much. I missed you in bed and wanted to see if you wanted to come back to bed with me.” you said with your head on his chest listening to him breathe.

After a few moments of enjoying eachothers company Tyler had you in his arms carrying you to the bedroom. Placing you down on the bed gently.

He scooted in next to you. Even though you had a king size bed you slept like it was a twin. In his arms that gave you so much happiness.

“Y/N?” Tyler whispered unsure if you fell asleep yet.


“I love you. I’m sorry I pissed you off earlier.”

“Don’t be sorry I was just being over sensitive. You know how I get sometimes. I love you Ty.”

“I have a question?”


“Can we go looking for a new couch. That one isn’t comfortable, and I have a feeling that I’ll be put on the couch again.” Tyler said.

You chuckled and kissed him. “Sure or you can just not piss me off and you can be in this big bed with me every night.”

“Deal.” he smiled as you two kissed and you fell asleep in his arms.

anonymous asked:

how each of the rfa members would react to mc being pouty and asking them for a piggy back ride? like maybe they're walking somewhere and she gets tired? xD

A/N: I don’t give people piggy back rides I usually just pick the person up when they least expect it and keep walking like i doNT HAVE TIME TO STOP WE GONNA GET GOING ILL JUST CARRY YOU THE REST OF THE WAY ~Admin 404


           -The two of you ask each other at the same time

           -He wants a piggy back ride too, MC!! ;A;



           -You don’t even have to pout for long, he’ll do it for you because??? He’s gotta prove to you he’s not a cute little kid

           -Though he complains like a little kid

           -10 minutes into the ride, he’s slowing down, dragging his feet, and complaining

           -“MC, you aren’t heavy, I’m just…tired, I promise”

           - where’s your arm strength Shooting Star?? i thought you were a big strong warrior

           -Seriously, you have to carry him further than he carried you, but he absolutely loves every minute of it


           -You don’t have to ask him twice

           -So happy to give you a piggyback ride!!

           -He thinks you’re so cute

           -He would have let you pout a little just to see your cute little face, but!! Couldn’t bring himself to do it

           -Plus, this gives him a chance to show you how easily he can hold you

           - totally not trying to show off his strength

           - feel my muscles mc

           -He’ll put you down whenever you want, but would rather not

           -It doesn’t matter where you are, if you ask, he is carrying you in a heartbeat



           - She will suPLEX YOU IF YOU ASK HER TO

           -It actually takes a lot of pouting and begging to get her to pick you up

           -“MC, you’re an adult, can’t you walk?”

           - but i dont wwwaaaaannnnnaaaaaa

           -Sometimes she’ll give you a piggy back ride just because she’s tired of hearing you ask

           -But only around the house, MC, we’re adults

           -Once you tried to surprise her and jump on her back but it didn’t go well AT ALL

           -Meaning the both of you fell flat on your faces

           -From then on, you try not to jump onto her

           -Because of that though, she’ll be more lenient about carrying you, just, don’t knOCK HER DOWN AGAIN PLEASE


           -In public, don’t even think about it

           -But at home? y e s

           -He’ll give you a piggy back ride all around the penthouse

           -Scratch that, all around the building

           -It’s childish but the look on your face is so cute!!!

           -He can’t help himself! The smile on your face makes him so happy

           -The first time you brought it up, however, was a no-go

           -You had to pout for h o u r s until he finally agreed

           - lowkey only made you pout that long because it was cute

           -Sometimes he refuses to put you down. He’ll talk to anyone who walks up to him completely calm and collected, as if you aren’t hanging off of his back


           - tackles you for a piggy back ride first

           -He usually picks you up and carries you around anyway

           -So you wanting a piggy back ride is no problem for him!!!


           -Although sometimes you aren’t sure why you bother

           -Because he likes to hold you hostage

           -You want down? Too bad, he’s got a tight grip on your thighs

           -The door frame has been broken a few times from you holding onto it when he walks through


           -Once tried to Naruto run with you on his back and both of you hit the wall, Saeran filmed the whole thing


           -If MC wants a piggy back ride, MC gets a piggy back ride

           - has tried to take pictures of the two of you and has failed

           -It happens a lot, especially when the two of you go on hikes

           -He get to hold the camera and take whatever pictures you want while he carries you

           -You never have to pout to get him to carry you

           -He can’t handle the pout!!! He feels so bad!!

           -Sometimes, he’ll ask you to get onto his back so you can get a picture for him

           -Always so gentle with you! He’ll kneel so you can get down softly instead of just jumping off

           -He avoids any place with low ceilings or door frames, so you don’t hit your head

           -Please just ask him for a piggy back ride, MC, you literally have nothing to lose


           -What, are your legs broken?

           -No MC I’m not gonna give you a piggy back ride

           -A lot of pouting is needed to make him change his mind

           -Go ahead MC, pout for days, he loves it

           -Seriously, the only way you can get a piggy bag ride from him is to jump onto him

           -At first it was a bad idea to jump on him, because you scared him and he dropped you on your butt

           -But after a few times, he’s gotten used to it

           -He just walks around as if you aren’t hanging off of him

           -To get you off of him, he’ll tickle your thighs

           - secretly loves when you hang off of him though, but he’ll never tell you 

Say ‘I do’

Word count: 2141

You and Kai get married (based on ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran)

I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were someone waiting for me

The day you were waiting for was finally here. You were getting married to Kai, the love of your life. You and Kai met when he came to Mystic Falls, more accurately when he got out of prison world. Even when you found out about his past, when he told you his story, you didn’t judge him. You understood why he became the person he was and right then you were there for him. You immediately felt a connection and a year and a half later, you were getting married to him. On the day you were getting married to Kai, you were really nervous, words couldn’t explain how much, but the main feeling that was in your body was how much love there is in your heart. Love for Kai only.

You woke up in the morning and the first thing you saw was your wedding dress, hanging, waiting to be put on. It was beautiful and it looked exactly how you wanted. Simple yet mesmerizing that fitted your body perfectly. A smile appeared on your face when you saw the dress, knowing the moment you’ve been waiting for was coming closer. You got up and walked towards the doors, but there you saw a white envelope that said ‘From Kai’. You smiled when you saw who sent it and opened it, curious what Kai had to say.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home

'I can’t wait to see you and make you mine today. I just wanted to tell you that I love you and that I will be the luckiest man alive when we say I do.’

You put it neatly inside the evelope and put it down on your bed, taking a look at your wedding dress again.

Even though you had a bunch of stuff to do, Kai was always on your mind. Just the thought of him made you smile. Despite when people say it’s bad luck if the groom sees the bride before the wedding, you wanted to see Kai more than anything and tell him you love him. Of course, your friends didn’t let you which you kinda hated, but you knew when the moment comes, your eyes would be on him only.

An hour before the sunset, it was time to get dressed. Time to put on the dress you waited to put on for such a long time. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, tears formed in your eyes, happiness taking over your body. You quickly blinked the tears away and took a deep breath, because it definitely wasn’t the right time to cry. You went downstairs, only to find your dad waiting for you, his face warming up when he saw you. You caught his hand gently, his eyes looking at you.

'You look beautiful.’ He trailed off, tears trying to fall down as you took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Suddenly your breathing was starting to get faster and your heart was beating rapidly. You were scared, even the thought of not walking down the aisle popped in your head but you quickly shook it off even though you were still shaking. You heard the music playing as you knew it was time. You swallowed hard and caught your dad’s arm tighter. You walked through the alluringly decorated doors as you stepped on the path made out of white flowers, the path that led directly to Kai. You kept looking down, trying to calm down your breathing, focusing on walking and stepping carefully, preventing yourself from falling as you walked around the corner and stopped there for a second. You looked up and there you saw Kai standing in a black suit. He looked absolutely perfect and right at that moment when you saw him, all your worries went away.

When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

You couldn’t hide a smile that was showing on your face as you slowly walked towards the altar. Your dad kissed your cheek and smiled at you as he placed your hand in Kai’s. You couldn’t keep your eyes of him. This really was happening, you thought to yourself and took a deep breath.

'You look amazing’ Kai whispered to you and gave you a gentle kiss on your cheek, making you smile.

'Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of these two wonderful people in holy matrimony. If any one can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace. I believe you’ve written your own wovs.’

I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds

'Malachai Parker. You’re the best person I know. You’re always there for me, through all the tough times we’ve been through, you’re still here. I will always believe in you and even though your jokes are sometimes, out of control, I will always be happy to hear them. You mean the world to me and I can live in peace when I know I have you by my side, for the rest of our lives. I love you, Kai Parker.’ You trailed off as Kai smiled at you and took a deep breath before he began.

I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

'There are no words in this world that would explain my love for you. I remember the first time I met you, I was mesmerized my you. By your smile, I thought to myself: how can someone be so perfect. You took my breath away and you still do. Even though we’ve been together for a year and a half, I still get nervous when I kiss you. I keep falling in love with you all over again and I’ll keep falling in love with you, no matter what. You’re the light in my life, the strenght that keeps me going, my support. You’re my everything and nothing can change that. You stood by my side through thick and thin, through all our crazy adventures, you even learnt to accept my passion for food.’ You laughed as a single tear streamed down your cheek, your hands resting in Kai’s. 'I love you with all my heart and soul and I need you to know that. You’re my rock and my life would be nothing if there wasn’t for you. I love you.’ Kai said as his eyes were strongly focused on you, your eye color intensifying because of all the tears you had in your eyes. He wiped them away with his thumb, your cheek pressing slightly against his palm, getting a feel of his touch.

'I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.’ Kai cupped your face and pulled you closer as he kissed your lips gently, all the worry and fear that was in your body disappeared. Everything felt perfect. It was much more perfect than you expected. The kiss was gentle, a bit different from any other kiss you had with Kai. It felt like it lasted forever, like there was no one around, like everyone disappeared but you and Kai.
When Kai broke the kiss, he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you as close to his body as he could, letting everyone know you were his only.

'You’re finally mine.’ Kai whispered for only you to hear. You smiled at him and whispered a simple 'yes’ which made him smile and kiss you again, for the second time as a married couple. You walked down the aisle, everyone clapping and cheering.

The room where you went after the ceremony was something else. It looked like a place from a fairytale. Flowers were everywhere, even on the wall, the lightning had a special dim, making it look really romantic. The cake was huge and delicious. Chocolate, which both you and Kai adored more than anything.

'Before I met you I- I was a mess, unable to control myself, but with you, I feel like me again. If there wasn’t for you, I don’t know where I’d end up and that’s just one of the reasons why I love you. I know I’ve said this countless times but, you’re my rock and if we have to start somewhere, then, let’s start with forever. I love you.’ He raised his glass, everyone else following him. You couldn’t hide the same on your face or your watery eyes. Everything he said made your heart melt and love him even more, if that was even possible.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

'Are you happy?’ Kai said, his voice gentle. His arms were wrapped around you as you danced on the dance floor to a slow song, your hands placed on his strong biceps.

'More than you could ever imagine.’ You replied and placed your head on Kai’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. You looked up at him again, only to find his eyes staring deeply into yours.

'Me too. I never thought I would be this lucky and marry the best girl in the whole world. You’re the best and you deserve the best, so-’ he picked you up and spun you around once before placing you down again. 'I want to show you the world. Only you. Have you in my arms every night while we watch stars through the window at some crazy expensive house in Maldives or something.’ You laughed at his comment, his hand reaching out as he placed a small lock of hair behind your ear.

'I don’t need expensive stuff. As long as I am with you, I will always be happy. You are all I need and if you are there, we can spend time at some lake house outside the town, I don’t mind. You are what I wanna see.’

'Always so humble.’

'It’s one of those things you love about me.’

'That’s true, but you know I love everything about you.’ He replied and kissed your forehead gently, his arms strongly wrapped around your body. He looked at you for a few moments without saying a word before he finally spoke up.

'You look beautiful. I can’t stop looking at you because of how perfect you look and I still can’t believe you’re mine.’ Kai trailed off as you smiled at him. He always made you blush when he said those kind of things, but you loved that about him. It only showed you how much he appreciates you and how much he loves you.

'Ready?’ Kai asked, as you said your last goodbyes to your guests, a car waiting for you and Kai. It was time to hop on the plane and travel to wherever Kai was taking you for your honeymoon. He didn’t want to say anything because he loved surprising you so you knew this would be just as perfect as all the other surprises.

'Ready.’ You muttered as Kai kissed your cheek and put all the suitcases in the car, ready to leave. Everyone was waving at you and Kai as Kai opened the doors for you. For some reason you were nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous. You didn’t know how long the flight was going to be only because Kai wouldn’t tell you, but you knew when the moment of arriving comes and when you settle down in a hotel room, Kai was going to take care of you like he never did before, only this time it would be as husband and wife which only brought a big smile on your face, still hard to believe you married Kai. The best man that is out there and he was all yours. You got to call him yours and you knew life with him would be perfect, just like it was before.

I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect, I don’t deserve this
You look perfect tonight


Kick-Ass Chicks: Photographer, Cecilia Alejandra 

Hailing from Austin, Texas comes photographer and all-around badass, Cecilia Alejandra. From her killer style and her carefree attitude, this Southern belle had us crushing hard the moment we met her at SXSW a few years back. We chatted with this talented powerhouse last month about everything from her humble beginnings as a photographer, to her favorite furry companion to shoot. Learn more about Cecilia after the jump…

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anonymous asked:

Can I have fluffy UF!Pap headcanons with his S/O? I know he's a Tsundere but I just love him to bits. -K

Awww yes gotta love the fluff.

1)  When he gets really comfortable in the relationship he likes carrying you.  It starts one day when you get injured, or sick.  He insists that he will care for you, and plucks you right off the ground.  And he just.. doesn’t let go.  This boy is strong and can hold you with one arm, using the other as best he can.  And now sometimes when he feels like it, whop, you’re off the ground and in his arms.  “WHAT?!  NO, OF COURSE NOT, I JUST… YOU WERE WALKING TOO SLOWLY!” 

2)  If you tell him that he is great, amazing, handsome, and strong his response will be, “YES OF COURSE I AM!!”  But the gentler and more lovey dovey stuff gets his cheeks lighting up scarlet.  “W-WHAT?!  I AM NEITHER GOOD NOR SWEET!!”  “I.. HAVE NEVER BEEN DESCRIBED AS GRACEFUL.. B-BUT I SUPPOSE I COULD BE DESCRIBED AS SUCH.”  “….. I …. REALLY MAKE YOU FEEL SAFE?  … WELL, I AM GLAD!”

3)  Bragging.  He doesn’t reveal any sensitive information obviously, like your weaknesses, but he could go on for DAYS about how wonderful you are.  He always looks upon you with great pride, so much so that even though he is against PDA nobody could mistake you for single when he’s around.  He is The Terrifying Papyrus and as his partner you are obviously the very best, the epitome of perfection, his Beloved.

I've debated doing this for a while now

But, after receiving so many messages and asks asking for advice on this or that, I think the best I can offer you all is a story. And whatever lessons, or knowledge or whatever you want to take from it…is yours. I hope in some way it helps you.

All I ask, is that you do not reblog. A lot of you tend to reblog my stuff before reading it lol so if you accidentally do well…try and delete it. I know regardless this story is still out there but just for my own tiny comfort, no reblogs. I’m not gonna go into every single detail of my life. As that’s not something you guys need in your heads, but I’ll explain the gist of it.


My parents divorced when I was 9, they argued a lot when I was a kid, and my dad did drink often. I’m assuming because of everything piling on. The reasons behind their divorce are their own and I won’t share them because that’s their personal history, not mine to tell. Needless to say, I was expecting it. Even at a young age I just knew something wouldn’t last. I grew more closed off, and my brother grew more rebellious. As children do during these times.

I learned I had to grow up fast, because custody battles suck, and being a teenager and growing up through all that is tiring. Parents, even if their heart is in the right place sometimes, can guilt trip. It’s a horrible feeling, and you love them both so you try and figure out what to do but you’re also a kid and that’s not your responsibility to carry. That’s my background. I developed mild anxieties from it, but nothing awful.

Then I graduated high school, and started college and thought ‘yay new beginning’. I met some wonderful people and even my best friend there. But, I also met the boy that would cause me such pain that taking my own life actually seemed plausible to me.

I was 19, young, and even though I know I’m a smart person, when you’re young it’s inevitable that you’ll be naive sometimes.

This boy, I had him for a class, and he started talking to me. I never had any romantic experience before, and he was cute so I liked him. But, my own insecurities kept me from dating him that whole semester. Next semester came and I had him for the next level course and long story short he wore me down and we started dating. At this time, I lived by myself in an apartment off campus. An hour away from my parents. Within weeks of dating him, he changed from the sweet guy I met, to a controlling, angry, cruel person. I found out he had a girlfriend back home when I confronted him all he had to say was “yeah.” As if I asked him the time of day. My naive self decided to stay with him still. I wish I could give a good reason, but I can’t. I just did.

A few days later he would take my virginity by force, in an awful way. Even writing this now feels weird. But, it’s what happened. And the only thing that made me cope, was that I told myself at least I knew him. Sick as it sounds, it was the only thing that somewhat helped me deal with it. Because I need that one thing, to keep me grounded and keep me sane. And he would continue to take by force the entire time we were together. Our relationship got worse, threats, verbal abuse, physical. And this entire time, I didn’t tell anyone. Not even my friends. I turned to absolutely no one and the only reason why, was because I was ashamed.

Ashamed that someone as strong and mature as me could allow myself to let this happen. I blamed me. And I didn’t want anyone to know about it. Because in my head they would be disappointed in me, and I thought that was something I couldn’t handle. I stayed with him for 4 months. And the only happiness I take from that, is I was strong enough to leave after such a short time. There are many who stay in abusive relationships because they’re frightened, rightly so.

I didn’t tell anyone about him, until 3 years later. Because at that point I had no choice. I went in a binge, I was taking pills I shouldn’t have been taking, I was depressed, anxious, and insomnia just took over. Everything felt uncontrollable for me. But, years later and I still couldn’t tell my parents why. My boyfriend at the time tried to help, but it was too much for him. And I don’t blame him at all for leaving. I do blame him for other dumb shit, but not this. Sorry…trying to throw in some humor.

Right..so, my life felt empty then. And I was mad at myself for so many things, and when I actually tried to get help, the psychiatrists just stared at me, then wrote down a prescription. Pills weren’t what I wanted or needed, I felt like no one could help me, and as against suicide as I am, I actually contemplated it a few times because what else was there. Then I broke down, and told my mom after a visit to the psychiatrist. She was angry (justified in my opinion) mainly at him, but also because I never asked for help. And it hurt her to know that while she was only an hour away, her daughter was being hurt and she couldn’t do anything about it. I’ll stop there. But, I want you all to think about some things.

When tragic things happen, they can’t be prevented. They’re going to happen, and how we deal with them is our choice. We get to decide. Life is unfortunately not fair to us all, and that’s okay. We live and learn that way. I want you to remember that people can certainly effect us, but they can’t get the final say on who we choose to become. And they can only hurt you as much as you let them. I chose not to let what he did to me continue to cause me pain in my life. I had a life to live, and he wasn’t going to take control of that. I could move on, and I could be happy. Taking my life, thinking of that now just makes me want to cry because all you have to do is look at the faces of the ones you love, your pets, family, friends, whoever. I can’t begin to imagine seeing them in pain.

Just know, that no matter how strong you are, no matter how smart, that does not make us immune to bad things. We can all suffer harsh moments in our lives. Rich, poor, it doesn’t matter. But, that doesn’t mean we have to suffer it everyday. Things can and do get better. You just have to give it a chance.

If any of you ever need to talk, I’m here, and I’ll certainly be as honest about anything.

Thanks for listening.

And many of you are still growing, hell we all are, but don’t ever feel like you’re alone. I’m not your parent, or even your best friend, but if you need to vent by all means, go ahead. That’s what I’m here for. I won’t vent to you because I’m an adult and my problems are not meant to be dealt with by youngin’s lol but regardless, I’m here.

anonymous asked:

Hello could you write a yuta one too where his girlfriend is an art major and he just loves annoying/teasing her while she's drawing something?

A/N: I hope this is okay! I feel that it’s lacking a little bit :/ 

Word Count: 682

Genre: Fluff

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get you a tall boy thats dark haired with gorgeous eyes, a boy who’s muscular with toned abs and arms which will lift you off the ground and carry you to wherever you desire, a boy who loves animals because you know that if he loves animals he’s truly good hearted, a boy who is willing to travelling the world and see all the beauty that it has to offer, a boy who isn’t afraid to geek out sometimes or maybe all the time because deep down behind all of that handsomeness he is the biggest geek you’ve ever seen and wow I just described Matt Daddario where can I buy one

The End by Emily Berry

I believed death was a flat plain spectacular endlessly

Can you distort my voice when I say this?

My scared ghost peeling off me

Distortion, she says, as if she has just made it up

And then she is quoting a line from a poem

Or is it a whole poem, I wish I could remember

My voice opens and calls you in

I don’t know if you can hear me

I said, I carry inside me the trace of a threat that I cannot discharge

I said, I want to ask you things you can’t ask a person who doesn’t exist

She said, Why can’t you ask them

If we can’t have everything what is the closest amount to everything we can have?

She said, Why can’t you have everything

Well, you know, when you’re looking for a person, sometimes they appear

And a light goes on and off in the opposite window, twice

Yes, you say, that was a sign

Strange love for the living, strange love for the dead

Listen. I don’t know who you are but you remind me of —

I wish you would put some kind of distortion on my voice, I tell her

So people don’t know it’s me

They know what they know, she said

I told a story about my shame

It got cold when the air touched it

Then it got hot, throbbed, wept, attracted fragments with which it eventually glittered

Till I couldn’t stop looking at it

Exactly, she says

And then she is quoting a line from a poem, I don’t know which one

In my dream she reached out to touch me as if to say, It’s all right

How I began to believe in something

Are you there?

The wind called to the trees

And then it happened

And they said, How do you feel?

And I said, Like a fountain

Night falls from my neck like silver arrows

Very gently

anonymous asked:

I'm so torn because I want Carrie to be happy but Carrie having another love interest just won't feel right. Kinda like hey had to "off" Quinn so they could start over. Sometimes I really can't believe the show, the show I loved and was obsessed with, and not just because of Quinn, has done this.

I will eat my hat if they bring in a new love interest for Carrie. 

I just do not see it happening, in any sense. What would be the point? They just killed off her lead man of the last 3-4 seasons, and - I would argue - her only real love interest of the entire show. I think even casual viewers would do a major eye-roll. Clearly, the writers do not want Carrie to be happy, and it has never been more evident than now.

It always amazes me how much I can care about a person. I can take a lot of shit and always see the good inside of them. I will stick with that person until the end, I will go out of my way to improve their mindset, thoughts and lifestyle. I’m loyal beyond measure and I love until my hearts content, but as soon as my intuition speaks and I get an epiphany and finally realise that it’s not mutual or reciprocated, I immediately switch off. I carry on with life as if they never existed, and it rarely hurts because I love myself enough to know when to stop. People prey on those with low self esteem and sometimes your kindness can be mistaken for that, but let me tell you.. that is certainly not me. I always think to myself, there are so many ways people can hurt you, but they should morally draw the line at love, because it’s not a game. Once I realised that this person I’ve gone out of my way to care about, can continually disrespect me with no hesitation, they are no longer alive to me and I refuse to entertain anything that has no life in it.
—  Meggan Roxanne