i cried while i made this

a few days before i was born my dad wrote me three letters, each one to be read in a specific moment of my life. i found out about them many years later and they made me tear up, i was speachless because we’ve never been on good terms and those words were everything i would’ve wanted and needed to hear from him while growing up - and never have. this morning i went downstairs to have breakfast and he greeted me saying that he started writing a book overnight. he asked me to proof read the introduction and i think i’ve never cried this much, not only because for the first time in almost 21 years he’s sharing something with me.. this is what he highlighted on the first page: “to greta. my angel, the one who taught me that empathy and kindness can also mean strenght, the one who taught me to see beauty in life and who constantly inspires me to become a better person”

somehow white ppl can understand why the muggle born registry and the ministry taking people’s wands away was wrong but they are too dim witted to apply those same concepts to reality so a muslim registry and detaining (and handcuffing) legal visa holder’s and children as young as 5 years old doesn’t seem so outrageous to them bc it’s being done in the name of “national security” 

like I really don’t understand how yall literally sat and made memes about the parallels between the candidates during the election and harry potter characters but when it comes down to showing compassion for actual humans you have some kind of disconnect?? like u guys cried so much about the government in the hunger games while u enabled our government to literally embody those same ideals and practices??? 

your favorite works of YA fiction have always alluded to history and if you can scrape up empathy for those characters I fail to understand why you are unable to translate that same rationale to reality….that level of compartmentalization is the ultimate manifestation of white american privilege.  


Hello yes today’s prompt’s nature and I’m super weak for Bakugou feeling mushy feelings (though you’re being weird again Blasty stop that)


i’m scared! hold my hand, please? i’m scared. i’m scared… i’m scared!


hoseok birthday bonanza!

day 06 - dancing

anonymous asked:

Victuuri went home to Hasetsu off-season for a vacay, and Victor got himself flat-out drunk. He went flirt-mode, called Yuuri 'beautiful' and asked if he was single. Yuuri said "No, I'm married to y--" before he could finish, Victor wailed "OHMYGOD MAKKACHIN HE WAS TAKEN! HE'S MARRIED, U SAID HE WAS AVAILABLE" Yuuri laughed and it made Victor more upset "HE'S LUAGHING AT ME NOW, MAKKACHIN I'M NEVER LETTING U SET ME UP AGAIN", he cried while shaking a very confused pup ahahaha


Dumb headcanon of the day: it’s very rare, but every so often Victor and Yuuri will get in a bad enough argument where they’ll try to give each other the cold shoulder and go off by themselves to sulk, but it never lasts more than 24 hours at the absolute tops because they’re the most pathetic sad babies when they have to be away from each other, and their friends usually intervene because they can’t put up with this nonsense.

Three hours after the fight about Victor forgetting their anniversary Phichit calls Victor’s phone and is like, ‘um, hi, this is Phichit! Yuuri came over to my place and he just ate an entire gallon of ice cream while watching sad movies and I think he’s in a legit food coma now and I’m kinda scared so can you come over and patch things up with him right now please??’

‘Uh, actually, this is Yuri. I just answered Victor’s phone because it rang like twenty times. That dumbass came to practice but then he just lay down on the ice and cried, and all the tears made his stupid face stick to the ice and Mila is trying to pry him off now, so it’s gonna be a while.’

an AU where Rose live, gave birth to steven without needing to gave up her physical form, and baby steven is gemless, but lives anyway as a normal human. Greg is probably working at the wash while The Crystal Gems are learning human stuff from zero.
some quickies, coz it’s 4am at my place and i suddenly have this urge to draw this. don’t mind the AU, it’s just made up so i could draw this after i cried for the “storm in the room” eps :”)

Either heatstroke or Kirishima were going to end him, but he had survived countless years with Kirishima. And now he was going to survive countless more because together, they shined as brightly as the sun.

Based on @redriot’s fanfic 

when you were there before my eyes…

@jolymesweek day 7: new universe/universe reset

To the man who left:

I don’t think you’re a bad person for leaving.
You knew I needed you, but I know I made it hard for you to be there when I’d push you far away from me.

I don’t blame you for leaving. I know I can be more than a handful at times. My head loves to get the best of me and my paranoia quickly replaced you as my companion.

I’m not mad at you. I just don’t know how to let someone love me at night without expecting them to leave the next morning. That’s why I sometimes cried while we had sex. I didn’t expect you to hold me afterwards. I wanted you to, but god, I was scared.

I wanted you to stay, but I didn’t know how to be okay with it. I didn’t know how to allow you to love the parts of me that I despised.

Above all things, please know that I did love you, but I was just too scared. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I know you did the best you could. I know a person can only take so much.

I guess what I’m left with now is guilt, but I don’t deserve to miss you. I’ll keep quiet for your own sake. I know I am toxic. I know it is time to move on. Please forget me.

I deserve it.

—  to the man who left
Too Much


Requested: no A/N: I’m in Norway so this is a planned post. p>

Word count: 2,239

My back was resting against the soft, white pillow. I pulled the covers higher, covering my entire body. I felt cold, but it had nothing to do with the temperature in the bedroom, it was all about the enormous fight Shawn and I had earlier. Fighting with him always made me feel so cold, so tired and completely drained from any sort of energy. I was reading a book or at least trying to, but I hardly managed to read a single page.

Honestly, I just needed something to distract me from the fact that Shawn had left the apartment in anger and I hadn’t heard from him since.

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