i can sob all day over this

I got all other Malec shippers beat

So today everyone is celebrating the one-year anniversary of Malec’s first kiss. March 29, 2016 truly was an amazing day for this fandom. But March 29, 2016 was also my 21st birthday. I still remember getting home from my 21 run — completely plastered — and going online before bed, only to find out this had happened. My roommates found me hunched over my computer happy sobbing, and I am not ashamed.

But the best part is that now, every year on my birthday I can come on tumblr and relive this glorious moment over and over again. I can’t think of a much better way to celebrate. 

Are you jealous now? 

anonymous asked:

Could you write something about Mark and jack getting in a fight and mark says something that really hurts jacks feelings, jack gets all upset so mark apologises constantly and reassures him that he still loves him. Sorry, I'm in the mood for angst. Thank youuuu (lov u blog too)

Sfw
-mark and jack are arguing one day, over something stupid, when mark screams “I wish I’d never fucking met you!”
-jack immediately freezing. He suddenly can’t think of any rebuttals, can’t think of anything to say at all. His whole body feels like it’s on fire and like he might melt into the ground right where he stood.
-mark had too much pride to admit he didn’t mean what he just said.
-jack rushing out of the room as fast as he could. He couldn’t stop himself from crying. It was loud, ugly sobs that ripped through him.
-he rubs his eyes raw, they’re red and puffy. He wasn’t sure what possessed mark to say something like that- especially when they were only having a petty argument about who’s turn it was to clean the kitchen.
-mark follows him. He cautiously pushes open the door to their room. “Jack?”
-“go away, mark..”
-mark contemplates leaving. But he can’t bear the thought that jack actually thinks he regrets their meeting.
-“jack.. I wanted to apologize.” He starts, and when jack doesn’t tell him to leave again, he continues. “I didn’t mean what I said. I spoke rashly and I just… I would never regret meeting you, jack.”
-jack doesn’t say anything. “I love you so much, and I could never imagine my life without you in it, jack.” Jack sniffles. Mark goes over to him and wraps his arm around his shoulders. “I. Love. You.” He says, squeezing with each word. Jack looks up at him, tears sliding down his cheeks.
-“hearing you say that, mark.. I.” He looks away. “I know, i know.” Mark says quickly. He wipes away jacks tears. “It was such a shitty, terrible thing for me to say. I’m so so sorry, baby. I love you with my whole world.”
-jack forgiving him, taking both marks hands in his and squeezing. “I love you too.”

BTS as Fathers Would Include: Jhope

Fatherhood BTS Series

Originally posted by jeonsshi

  • putting underwears on their heads
  • him crying when his child brings back their art from school
  • “it’s just so beautiful can you believe our child invented art ????”
  • “hoseok this is the fortieth time you’ve done this we’re running out of space on our fridge”
  • having the luck of getting triplets on the first try

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cheer-chan  asked:

Can we live until this chapter 528 get animated omg I miss his voice so much 😭 Finally he's not neglected after all the suffering 😭😭😭

He is back, sound and safe *sob happily* And I think it’s also our suffering being over temporarily! Can’t believe Mashima actually draws him using new heavenly body magics and god even they cant hurt Acno they are powerful and beautiful……and now he’s with Erza, can we hope to see him more?

But really will this last arc even get the chance of being made into anime…..

I miss his voice so much and them talking to each other that I went to youtube to watch their moments in GMG arc a few days ago.

Stay (Drabble)

Characters: Sam x Reader

Words: 102

Warning: Arguing, angst

This is my entry for @cleverdame ‘s Valentine’s Day and Birthday Challenge! The challenge was to pick a gif, and then write 100 words to go with it. So, here are my 100 words. ;) 

BUT- good news! There will be a mini series based off of this drabble! And because I love you all, the first part will be out tomorrow! So, consider this a teaser ;) Enjoy!

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GERAMEWEEKDAY7FOODAAAAAAAAAAAA

GerAme Week has been over for a while, but I can’t let go of the fact that I never finished that last day.  I got started, but this is as far as I got cause life threw me a screwball, and I’ve lost all motivation to continue it.  It was going to be a comic with a several more panels (because I am an ambitious SOB) based on a headcanon of mine that Alfred makes the ABSOLUTE BEST APPLE PIE IN THE WORLD.  

Anyways, if I didn’t find myself in such a stress ball, this would’ve looked better and more colorful.  All those words were thrown in there with little thought put into them.  I’m posting what I finished, and I’m glad that it’s enough that my original idea gets across.

 wordsdrippinginink replied to your post: *listening to ‘Dear Theodosia’ You have my eyes…

How dare you. I was having a good day, we were all having good days and then this! I am sobbing! I cannot believe you. But imagine Rouge. Imagine Rouge living and singing it to Ace. Like Rouge, alone on Batterila still mourning Roger and promising to be there because her family never was. (I’m sorry. I love Rouge too much.)

How did I miss a part one to your reply lol.

Aw man, I am head over heels for the idea of Rouge singing to Ace.  I literally have a small list of songs I can imagine Rouge singing to her little baby.

This damn cat’s gonna talk about some stupid shit lol

Like….Salad Fingers could probably see the sky PERFECTLY…

There are no lights (like city lights and well no lights at all besides the sun in the day of course) HE CAN PROBABLY SEE SPACE AND HE DOESN’T EVEN GIVE A SHIT

HE STEPS OUT HIS SHACK AT NIGHT,THERE’S THAT PRETTY ASS SKY AND ALL HE DOES IS YELL AT A FUCKIN’ TREE AND BARK ABOUT SOME POISON IVY PLANTS OR STAND AND JUST STARE OFF IN THE DISTANCE


Well in Shore Leave there’s stars but like THERE SHOULD BE ALL PRETTY PURPLE BLUE STARRY COLORS

Day One: An intro for your Fatesona

I sort of skipped over the ‘from’ part and just went to making an intro, ahah;; 
Sora’s direction is actually really (scarily!) good, she just likes taking a bunch of weird detours trying to find the Kitsune Hamlet. Somehow, though, she continues to find people to sell things to so maybe the detours weren’t so weird after all…? 

She’s an eccentric but affable girl whose jokes can sometimes tip a bit into the mean spirited area. She is slow to trust but extremely quick to get attached once that threshold has been crossed, and her reactions to physical affection vary accordingly. She hates having debts and being on the losing end of things, so if she offers you something that puts her at a disadvantage you can be 69% sure that it’s a ploy of some sort. Even if that ploy is spending more time with you. Though she plays at being coy and enjoys gossip to a worrying degree, her feelings are usually quite pure and straightforward. Sells both physical wares and information. 

Since her adoptive father’s passing, she’s been on the search for a new home. She has a few complexes about her kitsune heritage, and strives to keep it hidden (especially since it’s been drilled into her that she’d probably die if anyone found out). Since she’s stayed at least approximately 100 yards away from any and all beaststones and has yet to transform once, she has a lot of urges that she has no idea what to do with. The extra energy seems to have tipped over to the opposite end and wound up with her being extra lazy instead. She’s chasing the Hamlet more for the idea of family more than any real love for her kinsmen. 


Fullbody + Initial Reference || blog tag 


Bonus little edit: 

It’s probably an extreme version of tag. 

Blagh, literally been shot down about my feelings by three people today and I just… Ichhhthhhhhhhh

  • Really badly ill today, like passing out when I stood up too long and didn’t sleep last night bc of bad sinus pain, and worried I might miss an assessed workshop tomorrow on campus due to literally not being able to stand up let alone get to a campus half an hour minimum away, so phoned the health centre. They said the only way for me to get accommodation and a medical certificate to miss the assessment would be to get to an appointment at 9am tomorrow… On campus. Literally the problem. And the woman on the phone was just really dismissive and her tone was so bitchy and “you’re obviously just a hung-over student grow up” like I haven’t been alternately curled up sobbing and hunched over groaning all day
  • Friend came to drop off cold meds and she’s one of those “illness can be cured by a day of bed rest and starting work fresh and early tomorrow!” people with a GP parent and no concept of mental illness. Like she literally said to me that she’s never taken cold meds and doesn’t understand why people bother because a cold isn’t that bad. While I’m barely able to stand up wrapped in blankets half-blind with delirious sinus pain in front of her. But it wasn’t even that dismissal that got me - she’s just been tested for dyslexia and approved for extra time in exams because she was struggling, and I mentioned my recent autism discovery, and went a little into how I feel it’s so annoying to have been told I’m socially inept, emotionally cold, alternately hyperverbal and non-verbal, stimming, “spack-handed” control freak with a speech impediment, hearing comprehension issues, anxiety, lack of emotional control, and gender dysphoria, and for it to have to have been me who finally put it together into “actually doc that’s a Thing that has a name”. And she just said that yeah, if I’d have said all that to her she’d have called bullshit, but she wouldn’t have thought I’m autistic either because I don’t “show all the symptoms she’d expect” like?? I am aware? This is an issue with it being a spectrum? And with misdiagnoses and underdiagnosis and medical sexism?? And literally being abused for being a terrible child until I learned to hide my symptoms? But I didn’t wanna start shit so I just carried on being ill and then smiled and said goodbye and went to die alone in misery because I am a terrible person who fakes all their problems and should probably die alone in a selfish hole
  • Emailed my tutor on Friday bc I’ve been having super-bad insomnia recently that literally leaves me on 3-4 hours of sleep a night for four days or so, meaning that I pretty much sleep through the fifth day entirely and miss all of the stuff going on then. It’s not only affecting my ability to work and my general mental health and emotional control, but my attendance has gone to shit because attending your fourth 9am in a row when you’ve had ten hours total sleep in the past week isn’t exactly a minor accomplishment. We got a massive shit-storm on Friday about our attendance and how important it is and how we’ll all die and waste £27,000 and live in poverty and redundance forever if we don’t attend at least 106% of lectures, so I emailed him to ask if there was any way to have it noted on my attendance record that like… I’m barely even surviving, please have pity on the dying student, it’s not like I’m skiving because I Just Didn’t Fancy This One 4/9 lectures a week. Not only has it taken him six days to get back to what was a polite yet urgently-worded email, but his response was pretty much “That’s rough buddy”. I asked if he knew whether I was better going through the mental health service or the health centre, or if he could go to the attendance office for me, and he just said to try and carry on and “not worry about my attendance” and if the attendance office gets on my back just tell them he gave me the all-clear to miss lectures due to insomnia. Like… Gee, fam, thanks. I’m sure that’s a solid fucking credential. This is also the second time I’ve asked him for help with mental health and he’s just gone “idk what to say sorry :/”

Basically I am in a terrible place emotionally and physically and all I need is to feel valid and like I’m allowed to have some time to recover and all I’m getting is people saying “buckle-up champ it’s not that bad” and I assumed uni would be as good as sixth form about helping me with my mental health but evidently fucking not and recovery is apparently so non-linear that I’m circling back to my worst places it would seem and

hh.

So, I don’t know if it’s still the Fanfiction Appreciation Day everywhere, but as one enamored and mesmerized fan of you awesome legends, I just wanna let you know how much I love you and how much you make my days. You guys lift my spirits when canon screws us over. You guys take the characters on amazing journeys for us to join them- to another time, another place, another anything, or even in canon. You make canon a better place and pull a better place out of what is canon. You make me laugh, you make me cry, you make me blush, you make me yell, you make me fall into existential crisis, you make me grip my phone so tight that I fear it might break. I’m so grateful to all of you for taking precious time out of your busy lives to put giant smiles on our faces. I just can’t thank you enough!

Before becoming a sobbing mess, here I shout-out to some favourites. There’s a lot more, though, whom I’ve either forgotten to mention like a dickhead or whose Tumblr username I don’t know, but I love you all so freakin’ much and I love you forever and you have no idea how precious you guys are to me!

@agentcalliope @grapehyasynth @chinese-bakery @jemmamaximoff @writeonthrough @thelatenightstoryteller @recoveringrabbit @roamingbadger @stillnotapepper @agent-hayley @tashonix @nerdlove4thewin @doteleven @everyl1ttleth1ng @undercovermarvelgeek @unbreakablejemmasimmons @agent-85 @jeemmasimmons @theclaravoyant @imperfectlychaotic @amanda-rex @eclecticmuses @agentverbivore @perthshirekisses @lucyrinner @reymanova @fitzsimmvns @agl03 @overworkedunderwhelmed @drsfitzsimmons @bookishandbossy @superirishbreakfasttea @lalallicat @fitzsimmonsftw @consoledacup @thesokovianaccords @plentyofmalk @comickid99 @shieldsil @omgfitzsimmons @crystabelshalott @jemmaswan @memorizingthedigitsofpi @dilkirani @accio-the-force @agentlukaofshield @msdevindanielle @madalayna @0hcicero @notlovenotalways @theresalwaysaway @jessiecrimefighter @badscienceshenanigans @amandajoyce118 @parksanddownton603 @etoilesdeglace @aretsuna @anythas-thoughts @ughfitz @clearascountryair @inevitably-inquisitive @leofi-xed @whentheskyequakes @adaughterofeve @pleaseletmeshowyou @fitzsimmmonsy @mech-bull 

Nothing but love and love and love and love and love and love for you beauties! Keep on rocking our worlds with your mega awesomeness! 

Four for you, fanficcers! You go, fanficcers!

Do you think I’ll be able to get through this?” A friend asked me.

“Yes. I think you could. Why?” I answered with a measured but concern enough voice.

She’s been through a lot. It has been almost 2 months but she still think she’ll be with him. That one day he will come back. That he would come over and apologize and tell her that it was a mistake. That he can’t leave without her and that he wants them to be together again. Honestly, she deserves more than all this what ifs.

“B-but.. I can’t stop crying. And its been two months.” she starting sobbing, her shoulder starts to rise and fall at the side of her neck.

I can’t help but let out a defeated sigh then tapped the vacant space on my side. I scoot over to the side then she sits there. Her head tilted and resting on my shoulder.

“Do you know when a wound is healed and is safe to touch?” I asked.

She shakes her head without saying anything then I smiled at the wall that we are both facing without looking at her.

“You don’t touch it when it is still wet and bleeding; you wait for it to dry.” I answered then I sensed her hiccuping starts to fade.

“So cry,” I trailed off.

“Cry until it dries off.”

“Cry until it heals you.
—  hishiddenletters, How to treat a wound

“How did you get over him?”

I get asked this question a lot, and I can never come up with a concrete answer as to how I did. After he left me I spent weeks crying, my eyes were so puffy some days I had to use ice to stop the swelling.
And after the tears I poured all of my energy into writing. So instead of crying onto my bedroom floor I focused on using that heartbreak and that sadness onto empty pages in my journals. Because I knew that he was going to wreck me, I knew I wouldn’t come out of this relationship unscathed, and if he was gonna break my heart I was gonna use it for something positive.
There are days where I’m not over him, where I can’t seem to look at a picture of us I see on my bedroom wall and not sob an ocean.
But still, you get up, and you walk out the door, and you don’t let the heartbreak consume you, and eventually, one day, maybe weeks from now, or months, or even years, you finally have let them go.

Luke Imagine

You were sitting on the couch watching your favourite Netflix show when suddenly you heard your boyfriend Luke come through the door. You turn your head to ask him, “Hey love, how was your day?”. He stayed quiet and looked down. Worried, you paused the show. “Hey.. hey hey.. are you okay?” He looked up from the ground and you can see his eyes are red from crying. “Luke…” he came to sit beside you and grabs your waist to pull you in. He puts his head on your chest and lets out small sobs. 

Luke: Babe.. I can’t do this. I thought I could always handle these kinds of things but it’s getting really over whelming. There was so much writers block today, we all got really frustrated and started letting it out on each other. I don’t know why but on the way home I broke. I’m so frustrated.

You rub his hair and lay back so he’s laying on top of you with his head still on his chest. 

You: Lukey, there’s going to be good days and there’s going to be bad. It’s understandable. You’re under a lot of pressure, eventually it all adds up. It’s good to let it all out every once in a while, that’s what I’m here for. I’ll always be here at the end of a bad day, to hold and comfort you. 

He sobbed a bit more onto your shirt. 

Luke: I feel so vulnerable.. I’m supposed to comfort you when you cry.. 

You: Well this relationship goes both ways Lukey.. 

You kissed the top of his head. After moments of silence, he whispered, “Can you sing to me..” “Luke you know I can’t-” “You sound beautiful to me.. I’ve heard you before.. please..” 

You smiled and began to sing If It Means A Lot To You by A Day to Remember. Soon, the sobs stopped and you can feel Luke sleepingly breathing. You decided it was a long day so you turned everything off and slept in that position all night. 

The End

The Signs On The Last Day of School
  • Aries: *breaks all the school rules because they know it'll be forgotten by September*
  • Taurus: Yay now everyday I can have pizza in bed :P
  • Gemini: Tells everyone about all the cool things they're gonna do over summer
  • Cancer: *sobbing* I LOVE SUMMER
  • Leo: OHMG IMMA MISS U GUYS *lol helllll no*
  • Virgo: *blasts music at the last second of school*
  • Libra: BIKINI SEASON I CAN'T WAIT TO SHOW OFF MY ABS
  • Scorpio: BYE BYE BITCHES
  • Sagittarius: *pranks everyone. literally everyone*
  • Capricorn: Is actually really sad that school is over
  • Aquarius: *Holds a party at their house where everyone can burn their books*
  • Pisces: Sits there disappointed because it's nothing like they thought it would be

“I tried to create an organizational system for my books once…” she said, a haunted look in her eyes. “For days, I was excited, I planned and made lists and excel sheets… everything was going perfectly until…”

“What? What?!” They asked, hands trembling.

“A new shipment of books arrived,” she said, her voice wavering. “I had just ordered… it couldn’t have been more than ten books. I had all these giftcards, it wasn’t my fault!”

“No! No, it can’t be!” They exclaimed.

“The lists were all out of alphabetical order.” They gasp and she lets out a sob and covers her mouth with a trembling hand. “So I started over, making lists, counting things, I even started color coding.”

She paused long enough to take a long drag of her coca-cola. It was flat like her dreams.

“And?” They demanded nervously.

“I forgot about the books in the other room…” she whispered, a single tear streaking down her cheek. They exchanged horrified looks, shaking their heads.

“I FORGOT ABOUT THE BOOKS IN THE OTHER ROOM!!!!” She yelled, falling to the ground and beating her fists on the ground. They slowly fade into the background, muttering about nervous disorders and caffeine withdrawals.

I forgot the books in the other room…

I heard her cry over the phone. Her sobs are really painful and it really hurts on my part to hear her cry because of that asshole who broke her heart. She’s crying her heart out because of pain and hurt. How could he sleep at night knowing this precious girl that i’ve been trying to protect is crying all because of him? She keeps on crying without saying anything and knowing she’s on that state of pain, it’s killing me. I wish i can take away all the pain. I wish i can bring him back to her again just to ease the pain. But i can’t do that. I don’t want her to get hurt over the same person who who’s not worthy of her love.  I hope he will realize one day what he lost. I wish he can hear all her sobs every night just to realize how badly he broke her. I don’t want her to get hurt, especially if that person who caused her with so much pain doesn’t deserve even just a single tear. She’s hurt and all i can do is to listen to her painful sobs.
—  i wish i can do something to ease the pain

David Tennant Appreciation Week: Day Six

Favourtie 2015 Moment/Smile: The NTA’s are my fave 2015 moment, honestly they’re probably my fave moment ever. All his smiles are great, but this one right here at the NTA’s is on another level. It’s right after his dad finishes talking, and when I watch this part I can’t decide whether to cry or smile right along with him, though usually I’m sobbing like a baby.