i love it when they talk at the same time

anonymous asked:

Do you like orange or green fear gas more?

Oooh, this is a really good question anon!

I have a tendency to prefer green, but at the same time I don’t mind it when it’s orange or yellow. It also depends on what version we’re talking about, because some comics work best with a certain color palette. Green Fear Toxin feels the most classic and seems to be used more often then other colors. Oranges and yellows have been seen throughout the Arkham games and add the perfect amount of contrast to his outfit. There’s also the red variant of Fear Toxin that was used in the recent batman/tmnt issues and I absolutely loved it.

I really enjoy the idea of it being different colors depending on the strength and type of fear toxin in use.  The color should also pop against the rest of the page. That’s why bright oranges and greens work best.

The Signs as Quotes About Love

Aries: “Find what you love and let it kill you.” -Charles Bukowski

Taurus: “I could stay with you forever and never realize the time.” -Bob Dylan

Gemini: “If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.” -Jane Austen

Cancer: “I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.” -Raymond Carver

Leo: “For you, a thousand times over.” -Khaled Hosseini

Virgo: “Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you.” -Virginia Woolf

Libra: “Love is not about staring at each other, but staring off in the same direction.” -Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Scorpio: “The course of true love never did run smooth.” -William Shakespeare

Sagittarius: “I believe love is always eternal. Even if eternity is only five minutes.” -Sandra Cisneros

Capricorn: “I love you as one should, to excess. With folly, delight and despair.” -Julie de L’Espinasse

Aquarius: “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” -Emily Bronte

Pisces: “I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.” -F. Scott Fitzgerald

“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

dont deny it DONT DENY IT 

  • “It never works for us, and it never will.”
  • “I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”
  • “I can’t fall in love with you.  I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”
  • “My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”
  • “I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”
  • “I regret it all.  I really do, I swear.  Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”
  • “Remember when you promised we’d always be together?  Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”
  • “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”
  • “The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”
  • “I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”
  • “Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”
  • “This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on.  You never caught on.  I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”
  • “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”
  • “Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”
  • “Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”
  • “It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly.  It was just like… Morphine.”
  • “You’re just not enough anymore.”
  • “It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”
  • “Ah, it was all my fault.  Wasn’t it?”
  • “To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”
  • “Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you.  You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”
  • “You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”
  • “Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”
  • “I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”
  • “This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”
  • “I couldn’t make you fall in love with me.  I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”
  • “Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”
  • “To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”
  • “I know I deserve better than you.  I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”
  • “All of this was to protect myself.”
  • “I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”
  • “I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”
  • “Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”
  • “Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”
  • “The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”
  • “We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”
  • “What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”
  • “I’ll let you down.  I will always let you down.  I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”
  • “Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”
  • “I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”
  • “I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”
  • “I can’t forget about him/her!  It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”
  • “The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying.  He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”
  • “Listen…  You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried.  He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please.  Give me what I deserve.”
  • “It would have been better if we never met.”
  • “You’re my regret.”
  • “I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”
  • “Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”
  • “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”
  • “Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love.  How pathetic.”

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it’s such a paradox
because i hate you
but i love you
and i can’t stand seeing you all of the time
but not seeing you makes my days feel incomplete
just like not talking to you constantly makes me feel like something is missing
but talking to you all of the time reminds me that something is missing
because nothing is the same
even though everything (almost everything) is back to the way it used to be
when you hug me, i never want to let go
but i can’t stand your arms around me anymore
it just reminds me of everything we had
and lost
and when i look into your eyes,
i get so lost
because i remember the sparkle that once greeted me
the sparkle that dimmed the same way our spark had burnt out
and i lose myself in memories
i desperately i wish i could forget
but that i never want to let go of
the same way you and i can’t seem to let go of each other
but part of me wishes you would
don’t hold my hand so tight
but for the love of god, please don’t let me escape your grasp
every time i try to push you away
i just end up pulling you back
and the one person i feel as though i can tell everything to
i can’t utter a word of to
it’s like i’m constantly drowning
and you’re the water
but you’re also the one who gives me mouth to mouth
—  anonymous asked: Something about not being able to get over your now ex bf who’s still your best friend and you don’t want to tell them because you don’t wanna lose them?
(cc, 2017)
I remember meeting you for the first time, you wore a smile through out the entire night and when you looked up at me, that same moment I was looking at you…I felt every inch of you, that night we talked through our eyes and something I often think about far too much and nothing I’ve ever experienced again.
—  failedwriter,  It’s 1:00 and I’m thinking about an old fling

high school teachers act like college professors are gonna be all serious and tough but one time my history professor showed up to class 10 minutes late on a rainy day looking 500% done and he just stopped in the middle of the room and sighed really loudly and was like
“guys, you know, I had to stop by my car on the way here to get something and I realized….I realized I could literally just get in my car and drive away. I could drive all the way home and sit on my couch and drink a beer. But I came here for you guys. FOR YOU. I love you guys, and when I go home I’m drinking a beer then taking a nap, and then maybe I’ll grade your papers”
and another time in the same class the classroom technology wasn’t working (it rarely ever did) and he was like “well, looks like I’m just going to have to go outside and set this ipad on fire and while I’m at it might as well set myself on fire too”
And one time we spent a whole class talking about those creepy clowns in the news and he somehow managed to connect it to the societal hierarchy of colonial america

I deserve someone who cares.
I deserve someone who would go out of their way to show me that they want me in their life.
I deserve someone who appreciates what I do for them.
I deserve someone who won’t treat me as an option, but as an only choice.
I deserve someone who is careful with my heart because they know it’s been through a lot.
I deserve someone who doesn’t play games and is sure that they want me.
I deserve someone who will help me love myself, not make me hate myself more.
I deserve someone who won’t ever make me feel like I’m not good enough or that I need to compete with other people to get their attention.
I deserve someone who asks about my well being.
I deserve someone who is there for me whenever they know something’s wrong.
I deserve someone who wants to spend time with me, and won’t make me feel guilty for wanting to talk to them.
I deserve someone who will treat me the same when they’re with their friends as they would treat me when we’re alone.
I deserve someone who won’t push me away but will let me in, as I’d do to them.
I deserve better, and I’m not going to settle for anything less anymore.
—  I’m done feeling like this.

anonymous asked:

im just going to confess something here: i love when misha or jensen starts a joke and then the other one finishes it, in a way. i don't know if you get me? thanks for reading this tho :)

Oooh no – I get you! And I love it too!

Like when one says something snarky,  so the other plays right along …

Or when they tell that same damn story a million FUCKING times, and the other always has to give a performance just so we all know what they’re talking about …  never realizing that YES, WE ALWAYS KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT!

Or when they just forget that other people are around at all …

Or when they take turns telling the same story, finding new ways to tease each other as they go …

Or when they use props to help make a joke …

Or the times that you’re pretty sure they scripted something– just for an easy laugh …

Or when they actually have a script right in front of them,  but they both get the same idea on how to make it funnier …

But most of all,  I love the times when it’s obvious that they know the other so damn well,  that they don’t even have to be making eye contact in order to make us crack up…

So yeah,  Nonny– I totally get you.

😉

Honestly, most The Raven Cycle x The Foxhole Court fanfic don’t make any sense, writers try to suddenly make one of the raven boys play exy and that just doesn’t work. You know who could be a fox? MATTHEW LYNCH!!!!

-So ronan once said to Aurora that matthew was playing “lacrosse or some shit, something sweaty”.

- Matthew could be playing exy and ronan wouln’t know because they are kinda similar??

-Imagine 18 years old Matthew going to palmetto state in neil’s second year.

-No one understands how this ray of sunshine can be a Fox.

-They only know that he is a orphan and have two older brothers (and they are apparently really rich).

-Matthew is actually a millionaire??

-and he always goes to church with Renee.

-He and Matt are super friends and they practice boxing together.

-Matthew only tells them his father was murdered, and that his mother was beautiful and loving, but refuses to talk about her death.

-The foxes are shocked when they meet declan and ronan for the first time because they are so different from matthew, like, kinda wary and ronan seems a bit dangerous.

-The Lynch brothers are all really hot.

-The gangsey going to a game and meeting the foxes (they would be around the same age as kevin i think).

-The foxes meet Adam and are super surprised to find out he is Ronan’s boyfriend.

- Gansey and Kevin talking about history cause they both love it and no one else is willing to listen to them.

-Blue becomes friends with the girls.

-Everyone loves Matthew because he is so adorable and genuine. Even Aaron likes him.

-Matthew Lynch deserves more recognition, k.

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me: Talk about awkward…

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Originally posted by yesiamarebelliousflower

My interpretation of the MOON signs

(You could probs relate your sun if you want maybe even your rising)

Aries: they take up your life: being loud, leaving mess on the stairs, creating arguments out of thin air and always filling the void with their drama. Very self-centred but oblivious to it so I’ll let it be. Problems they hav always someone else’s fault. Very loving and cuddly and express passion easily. Never stick to hobbies after announcing that its there biggest passion n cant survive without it. Though, they don’t wait around for things to be handed to them - they are always up to something interesting. Independent.

Taurus: they are great to spill your words upon and never flinch when u say something deep or shocking so it makes u chill af cause they are…Most of the time…they can get angered when things aren’t as it should as they are very stubborn. don’t like people who aren’t committed to friendship or plans/dreams and dont like people who dont give their stuff back. Seemed to hav cows eyes: very deep n dreamy and long eyelashes -often brown eyes that i know of or watery blue eyes. lov food or other luxuries.

Gemini: childlike, like everything light hearted and humorous. there has to always be words to fill up the quiet spaces otherwise they start to get agitated. Dont like boring people and will blatantly walk off or something. Nervouusss people. Tapping all the time. When they’re in a goood mood they’re goofy but can become detached and cold and become a bit of a smart arse. Like knowing their shit.

Cancer: homely people. Warm and loving to fault as they are always let down by others who do not give the same warmth and pure emotions back. I think they could probably guilt trip u many times. emotions are not hidden which is good and bad because shots are firedddd and their words filled venom when there really cheesed off. Like lots of nice things. also love cute fluffy animals. Love their family to be always near - protective can become smothering. Talk about the ‘good old days’ 24/7.

Leo: why are you so posey and dramatic? They like to tell a tall tale - love to add bits to the truth to make it more exciting - which is actually interesting to hear tbh so good job :) they love to be centre of attention obvs. Also hold their heads high and always seem taller than actually are. Full of exuberance. & they often believe in their abilities so they achieve good grades and r smarttt!

Virgo: lovs when people do little silly things for them because they like when people are as detail orientated as them. expect too much of people becaus they do too much for others. Nervous but lowkey cause their earthiness sort of makes it hum in the background. Has potential to be shady. I love their organisation, chills me the f out. Some reason i feel they be really good at ASMR videos because of their voice & movements. and they r actually quite talkative but its usually nothing too intellectual or snobbish just good natter. Bites their nails!

Libra: i dont get them. They dont make an imposing impression on me as they’re delicate and not too in ya face. Loves knitted jumpers and wearing light colours Ive noticed. Sweet n gentle. Probs could get away with murder. Gets really into things like a celeb or tv series for a while. Has fan blogs probably. like to talk about things such as kpop, clothes, items in their neat pencil case and make up. Idkkk

Scorpio: protectivveee. Intense. Passionate about theirs hobbies and interests. Can become lost in their own intellectual, abstract world forgetting what is truly important until they realise and become regretful and then hold many unresolved grudges. They are e m o t i o n a l but try to hide it - constantly simmering and on the verge of erupting. Though they are quite interested in their own passion - they’ll hype u up about yours and talk for hours about theirs and your own dreams. Abstract knowledge that seems to appear out of no where when they speak -unconventionally smart.

Sagittarius: want to escape reality. Someone i used to know would read a lot of books - probs erotic - she also used her work as escapism? her husband wouldn’t take her on holiday:( another i know comes across very cool and full of knowledge and like to says corny things like ‘you might as well live your life to the fullest because you’ve only got one’. acts like a philosopher. Has gooood taste in music. knows everyone and can keep good relationships with all of them.

Capricorn: thinks they’re are funny af but peeps often laugh at their jokes cause they’re just a bit shit. Tries to come across cool 😎looking for a for job but isn’t working out lol. Wants fame n fortune. they love to talk deep and intellectual without getting too personal. probably quite lovey dovey but it is buried deep inside them. likes to keep it light by listening to music or watching the telly otherwise there thoughts overwhelm them. ( i hav cap moon so might look like a different viewpoint to the others moon signs)

Aquarius: loves to make a point that they are different lol. Intellectual af cause they really smart. Can talk for hours on end but still likes down time. they are the world’s friend but they only let a few know the real them (if thats is actually the real them ). Quirky sense of humour. Hav big dreams and most likely succeed in pursuing them. they are very open about weird stories and experiences they hav had which is fun to hear. will hav something to say about every topic on earth - love to share an opinion.

Pisces: too kind for their own good. They know your weaknesses/insecurities from first time you meet. i think they have melancholy spells which they find themselves in a trance - i catch them staring blankly quite a lot. Love to ask if you’re okay. Mooody. Let down by humanity. Very chatty and has of cool things to say. Music may rule their life - musically talented in one case ik (probs used as escapism). Can be burdened with very unsettling thoughts of not being good enough; making sure they keep there reputation for being the nice guy which means getting pushed about

How do you move on from someone to stop them from consuming you? How do you erase someone from your mind when they’re the first thought before you open your eyes and the last before they shut? How do you begin to get over someone you invested too much time and love with?

When you meet the right person or the person you thought was the right one, how do you live your life knowing they are wrapped around someone else’s arms? They’re the ones you want to talk to all day, every day. The person you want to run to when things go wrong or when things go right. They’re simply everything, how do you make that go away?

You’re the last thing I should want, but you’re the only one I long for. You taught me how to love again, but you’re the very same who’s teaching me to fall out of it.

—  LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write
Please don’t think I stopped talking to you because I stopped loving you. That’s far from it. I think I loved you too much. I could handle the constant stress of wondering who else you were talking to at the same time, knowing that the conversations were one sided with me but you put all your effort into the conversations with hers. It was tearing me apart and I didn’t want to be like this. I was getting moodier, clingy and to be honest just selfish. It was getting to the point where if I didn’t distance myself, I would end up doing something I regret. But trust me when I say this; every piece of my heart wants to talk to you, I’ve just decided to stop following it
—  Things I’ll Never Say

“I’m a coward. Such a freaking coward!”

Dean heaves a deep sigh and rubs his temples in a weak attempt to order his thoughts. It feels like a goddamned roller coaster in there and he really doesn’t know what to do.

“It’s just … it should be easy, right?” he continues, shaking his head. “They’re just words. Granted, huge words. Words I never said before to another person outside of my family. But …”

He pauses, looking at the big golden eyes in front of him that study him expectantly.

“What do you think, man?” Dean asks. “Am I a coward?”

No reply, just an intense stare.

“Or am I crazy?” Dean suggests. “For talking to a frigging cat of all things!”

Mojo finally decides to blink … and stays quiet.

Stupid cat!

“I am crazy!” Dean groans, throwing his hands into the air. “Instead of facing my boyfriend and telling him that I love him, I’m talking to his cat who likes to chase flies and lick his butt all day. That doesn’t make any sense!”

Mojo tilts his head – and damn, he does look a bit like Castiel that way – and eyes Dean in that typical humans-are-quite-weird way. He did it the very first time Dean came over – the night after his first date with Castiel, him being all jittery and jumpy, wondering whether the ‘tea’ Castiel offered him at the front porch with a warm smile before inviting him in actually meant a hot beverage or something completely different, his nerves all over the place – and Mojo obviously thought him the weirdest person on the planet.

(By the way, the 'tea’ actually turned out to be tea. That … and the best first kiss ever!)

Since then Dean’s relationship with the cat is kinda reserved. Mojo mostly stays out of sight or at least far away, just staring at Dean as though he hopes that this odd human would finally disappear and never return. There is wariness and suspicion and Mojo only condescends to ignore all this when he’s in the mood for some proper petting.

“You don’t care about my problems, right?” Dean sighs. “I mean, you’re a cat, why should you? You probably think I’m dense for not having the nerve to tell my boyfriend – my beautiful, gorgeous amazing boyfriend – that I’m hopelessly in love with him. That the last few months had been the best of my life. That I’m, without any doubt, the luckiest guy alive.”

He shuts his eyes for a second. “He’s so awesome, you know? Everything I ever hoped for and at the same time so much more! I’m so crazy about him, you’ve got no idea.” He fidgets awkwardly. “But how do I tell him all that? I’m so awful at the feelings-crap and as soon as I look into his pretty eyes I’ll forget anything I wanted to say.”

Mojo dignifies Dean’s little meltdown with a big yawn and an I-couldn’t-care-less expression.

Dean, however, just lets it pass. “How do normal people do it? Just say it right into the person’s face?” He bites his bottom lip in frustration. “How?”

“There are some who talk about it with their boyfriend’s pet,” suddenly a very deep and very familiar voice interjects.

Dean leaps to his feet immediately and stares at Castiel with wide eyes. “Cas!”

Of course he shouldn’t be surprised by his boyfriend’s presence since this is Castiel’s place after all and he only left to run a small errand, even reassuring Dean that it “won’t take long”, but for some reason Dean totally missed how much time already passed.

Castiel, however, seems highly amused. “So that’s what you’re doing when I leave the house? Having deep and meaningful conversations with Mojo?”

The cat merely spares them a brief glance before starting to lick his paws and ignore them in a way only cats manage to do.

Dean smiles crookedly. “He’s actually not the best to talk to.”

Castiel takes a step closer and chuckles. “Don’t worry, I’m doing the same thing all the time.”

Dean lifts an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yes.” Castiel cups Dean’s cheek, his fingers so warm that Dean instantly leans into the touch. “Just yesterday I told him how much I love my boyfriend.”

Dean’s heartbeat picks up its pace rather spectacularly and he can’t contain a beaming grin. “You do?”

Castiel hums in affirmation, his nose brushing Dean’s. “Very, very much.”

The kiss that follows is sweet and soft and it makes Dean’s skin tingle in the most pleasant way possible.

“I love you too,” Dean whispers before surging right back in.

And on the couch Mojo continues to groom his fur and probably wonders why humans are so annoyingly complicated.

lucilu898  asked:

ok i love rhys with my whole damn heart. but can we talk about how my babe ROWAN had no fucking inkling that Aelin was his mate and was drowning in guilt and misery for lyria but HE STILL PROTECTED AND LOVED AND CHERISHED AELIN EVEN WHEN HE DIDNT WANT TO AND HE RISKED HIS LIFE FOR HER SO MANY TIMES NOT KNOWING THEY WERE MATES AND hes just so fucking pure and amazing and like yes rhys is actual perfection but ROWAN NEEDS MORE LOVE BC HE IS JUST u8qwdiuuh

BABE I FEEL THE EXACT SAME

LIKE WE ARE THE SAME PERSON

I SAY THIS ALL THIS TIME, LIKE ROWAN MARRIED HER and whats so important about this is this…

In Queen of Shadows, Aelin touches Rowan’s face and he pushes her away because he isn’t ready for that, and he tells her “Don’t touch me like that.”

He lost Lyria and yeah he has been with lovers before, but they weren’t someone he loved, just sex, and I think at this point he knew what Aelin meant to him but didn’t want to confront it becasue he was afraid.

Then in Empire of Storms, Rowan and Aelin are together and they love each other, but Rowan still doesn’t know about the mate bond, even though he loves her.  I think Rowan just doesn’t realize the mate bond because he was so sure that Lyria was his mate.  Anyway… we know Rowan is immortal but at this point we aren’t sure if Aelin is, and here is where it hurts me the most.

We all know what Lyria’s death did to Rowan, can you imagine Aelins? What I mean by this is, Rowan married Aelin when they still weren’t sure if she would settle, he married her not knowing if he would get and eternity or only a few years, he married her anyway because he wanted to spend that time with her, because the pain he would feel after was worth it, to get to be with her. 

THATS what kills me.  That Rowan didn’t care how long they had, he would suffer it all again just to be with her.  And you can just tell that he loves her so much even without the mate bond and that just proves his loyalty and love.

I know people will say that Rowan married her just for an alliance, BUT THATS NOT TRUE, even Rolfe brings it up when he says that Aelin should have married Dorian for a better alliance, and Aelin shoot him down, because they both want to marry each other equally as bad, and yes Aelin had ulterior motives (like ensuring Terrasen had a king) but really, they were going to get married eventually, so why wait?

Anyways what I’m saying is that I can’t express how much Rowan means to me, everything he’s done, his past it just hits me, and I will never not love Rowan.  Rowan is everything I want in life

“Like what you see?”(MATURE)

“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.

“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.

“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.” she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.

As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the sound was just like an angel was laughing.

“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”, but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider, he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her palms.

That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”

She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO” her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.

“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended, Y/N.”

He couldn’t keep a straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”

She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me naked?”

She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and happy anymore, it was rather serious.

“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.

“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.

“So you where picturing me naked.”

“No I was not.”

“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.

She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.

“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than just that.

“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”

She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a simple question which should clarify everything.

“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she was changing the subject.

“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not helping.”

“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again. “You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”

He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um, I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking, tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring and loving.”

He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.

He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.

He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but never touching hers.

Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to anything.”

He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside, Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness, but it only made her hornier.

“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.

His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly, then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.

“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.

“Yes, daddy.”

He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her, without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.

His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head. It only made her moan into the kiss.

He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please, Justin.”

All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip and tried to hold in a moan.

He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on your back, hands above your head.”

She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head, meeting the coldness of headboard.

Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.

“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl, you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot, making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.

He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.

She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.

The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little mouth occupied, won’t I?”

Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.

“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t, but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the same position as before.

He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”

She would gladly go slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace, sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in her mouth.

“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.

“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.

“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”

He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”

He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her legs, separating them to get into better position.

“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.

She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.

The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered out with every thrust.

With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder, lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling onto it.

She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”

With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.  

“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.

He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded, and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this forever.

He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek twice, making her whimper after every slap.

He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace. Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”

She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah? Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”

His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.

As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.

“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.

“Oh I’m not finished with you just yet.”

My interpretation of Sign of the Times Lyrics

With Harry’s blessing that we can interpret his work in the way we see it.

I have thought about the lyrics of the song, and  am going to give my interpretation of the lyrics and the changes in Harry’s vocal range. So please listen and read the lyrics at the same time. I’m also going to look at the themes Harry has explored before in relation to being trapped and caged, the freedom of birds and flying, and I am also going to explore closeting.

Above all, I want to say I see this song as being about a couple. Harry speaks with the term “we” a lot - subconsciously he is half of a whole. A couple. I believe Harry is absolutely in love with Louis and this song is about their battle against the Iron Closet. I believe it is a pre-coming out song. I believe it is a warning to the OT and an announcement that Louis and Harry are going to come out with the biggest fanfare possible.

So here goes!

Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
Hope you’re wearing your best clothes

I take this first as Harry and Louis being told to stop complaining, stop crying - they know their situation. It is what it is. I can hear the voice of Simon Cowell, Henry Magee and Richard Griffiths saying this.

And the promise each time this will be the last time you’ll have to pretend - the stunts - put on your best clothes (note, this song is absolutely gender neutral). Each promise that this “show” of being heterosexual and pretending they weren’t together and then they wouldn;t need to do it again but…..

You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky

You can’t bribe the door - however many times they tried to trade to get more freedom, it never worked. You can’t bribe that door to freedom.

I see this as so subversive. The sky is the limit but it also reminds me of Harry;s many bird tattoos and the birdcage and butterfly. The door was closed. The door was closed by management. They were trapped like birds in a cage. Their iron closet. I interpret the sky and flying as freedom - and seeing Harry flying in the video reminds me of If I Could Fly. And Harry’s one wish when he was 18 years old. 

If you could wish for anything in the world…..”

“Freedom.”

And so I do think the theme of flying, escape, getting away in Sign of the Times follows on from Harry’s writing in If I Could Fly and Happily, and Walking in the Wind and looking at Ready To Run. The birds of freedom - flying and wings and escaping that Birdcage - La Cage aux Folles.

You look pretty good down here

But you ain’t really good

That line “But you ain’t really good” is the most understated but also jarring line in a song I’ve ever heard. It hit me that this could be Harry’s pre-coming out anthem. That he has heard that so often. You look good as you are. Here is your image, Harry. This is how you shuld look - what you really are isn;t good. That teenager in love with his bandmate who just wants to hold his hand and kiss him - bad bad bad.

But you ain’t really good.” - you can hear those people saying it to Harry and Louis.

And that is the end of the first quieter part sung in Harry’s chest voice - the end of that sarcastic quiet patronising tone he and Louis heard for so many years.

The next part is in his beautiful falsetto which I believe represents their trapped situation like trapped birds  - I see this as the private complementation between Harry and Louis of their trapped situation which seemed to never end. “We never learn, we been here before”. 7 years of promises and being told what was right for them and what was wrong about them. 

Just note how his voice changes from the chest voice to this striking falsetto - it’s a different voice. It’s a different situation. To me, it is Harry and Louis in the past 7 years.

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?

We never learn, we been here before - my heart breaks every time on that line. So many promises. So many times they appeared to be close to freedom then they were shit further in the closet.

Why……. indeed. Why are they always stuck and trying to escape the next bullet - the next attack fired at them? The smearings, the stunts, the punishments, separation, each attack trying to wound and kill them - destroy them.

And this verse is sung twice. Because Harry is half of a whole which two people. HarryandLouis. LouisandHarry. You don’t get Harry without Louis and you don’t get Louis without Harry. So it’s sung twice because it is Harry AND Louis. Both halves of the whole in their trapped situation together.

(Basically, this is a masterpiece)

Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
It’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here

Harry’s voice changes again in this verse. He returns to his chest voice, and this is a powerful uplifting voice. This is Louis in Just Hold On. If it all goes wrong, darling just hold on. We’ll be alright. This is the times they’ve been told it’s not the last thing but the end is NEAR (note it goes backwards from the the final show to now being The end is NEAR).

The two lines “We gotta get away from here” - I see as Harry who wrote IICF and Happily. Harry who quoted Come Away With Me in March 2016 amidst Babygate. He wanted to escape. But he was supported by the one person who said they could keep going  - it will end soon.

Harry’s voice changes again ever so subtly back to the tone of the first two verses next and we are back to that  patronising voice who told them to be quiet and enjoy the situation..

Just stop your crying
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here

I see this verse as - It’s pretty good from here - this situation you have. You are multi millionaires, have millions of fans, the world is your oyster if you stick with the plan. Enjoy it. Have the time of your life. You can hear TPTB saying it. The patronising talks over the years. Breaking through the atmosphere - the fakeness, the tension, the lies, - the distorted image of the atmosphere that prevented them from reaching the sky or freedom.

And those Powers That Be at the top saying things are pretty good. So enjoy it. And Harry and Louis have repeated this to themselves so much. Things are pretty good as they are. It’s a sign of the times. It is what it is. 

Remember, everything will be alright
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here

To me, this is that strong couple knowing it won’t always be like this. They won’t always be trapped. They will not always be separated, made to not look at each other in public. We can meet again on our own…..somewhere safe away from the cameras and the public. This is between the couple. They are so strong.

Then we have the beautiful falsetto and that ongoing repeated trapped situation of Harry and Louis (this is why it is repeated, it’s their neverending trapped vicious circle)

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?

And back to Harry’s chest voice - the couple together. The repeat of “It’s a sign of the times” as they have been brainwashed to thinking. 

Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
Baby, it will be alright
They told me that the end is near

To me, the repeat of “We gotta get away from here”  is again because this is two halves of a whole. “Baby, it’s alright” sounds so much like the lyrics in Home and Strong. Harry even sings “Baby, we could be enough.” Louis has called Harry “Baby”. It’s their term of endearment. Harry is Louis’ baby. And Louis is Harry’s baby.

Back to the falsetto - the trapped situation of the vicious circle they cannot escape from. The attacks from those bullets.

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?

And then we have a change in Harry’s voice as he is rising to the climax of the song. This is the point when we I feel he is saying this is the time to stop. They have kept going in the same situation and accepting because it’s what they know.

We don’t talk enough
We should open up
Before it’s all too much
Will we ever learn?
We’ve been here before
It’s just what we know

To me, this IS the point of change. The language changes from being told by the person in the past and repeating what they said. Now, Harry says We don’t talk enough - they have been essentially silenced - their love is spoken through the canvas of heir bodies by their tattoos which scream out Harry and Louis’ love for each other.

“We should open up

Before it’s all too much”

And that says it all. Harry Styles is not going to be silenced on his love for Louis Tomlinson. They are not going to be beaten. 

This verse also has an interesting change in the phrasing from “We never learn” to asking “Will we ever learn?” And he answers why they haven’t learnt before. Because “ we’ve been here before, It’s just what we know.” It is what it is. It’s a sign of the times. They got accustomed to living in that trapped situation of promises and being let down. They had an amazing life except for not being able to be free to be themselves and show they love each other.

The final verse is that climax with Harry’s voice showing its power - its strength. It is life affirming. They have made their decision. This is Harry’s warning. Harry and Louis are not going to run away from those bullets anymore. They are going to talk. They are going to open up.

This is the point that Harry’s voice takes full volume and sounds enough strength for two people. We have got to - got to - away…. they have to be free. .

Stop your crying, baby
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away

I believe there is hope in that final verse. This is the warning that Harry and Louis are coming out. They are not staying trapped in that cage any longer.

Harry and Louis have got to get away. Together. And i believe they will get away together.

And again, reflecting the fact this is a couple who think and behave together, we have the repetition because this two people who make a whole. Soulmates.

Harry has opened that door to the light and he has washed away the vile grubby nasty things he has been told about himself and Louis over the years. He is sharing this baby with the world in more ways than one.

In his video he is flying over the Isle of Skye - over the sea. Freedom.

And, hearing how happy and relaxed, how giggly and positive Harry has sounded in his interviews, I do believe this song is his gay anthem on his experience with Louis of their forced closeting, being trapped like two birds who couldn’t sing and soar.

I believe that cage has is opening and they will soon be free to speak, to sing, to hold hands, to fly and soar together.

Freedom. Together.

Park Chanyeol//Liquid Truth

Originally posted by yeolhighness

Summary: You and Chanyeol go way back, and are best friends. It’s become routine for you to come over to the dorms whenever you have a fight with your boyfriend, but lately, he’s been pissed off at you, and you’re not quite sure why.
Scenario: angst, fluff
Word Count: 6,917

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silver sitting on the very same spot where he and flint used to spar together, hair tied into a ponytail, his jacket off and crutch in hand… as if he’s waiting for a friend to arrive with two swords in hand and a smile on his face.. as if they never stopped doing it

The Curse of Limbo: Nightingale

I hate that I did not know how to love you. I hate how we ended. I hate that we’re no longer talking. I hate myself for how I treated you. I hate that I called you a bitch that one time when we were downtown. I really screwed things up between us, didn’t I? You know something? I messed you up in the head, I did. But I fucked myself over too. Drugs come easy when you’re trying to forget. When you put so much into someone and left with so little of your own thoughts… that doesn’t even begin to define lost… I’m no longer in love with you, but I still write about you– it’s about the same thing, right? Did those years have meaning? Your sister in law once said to me that in a relationship– one person always loves the other person more. She said that I was the one to love too hard. Was I wrong? I still hold you pretty high. You forgive. You give my tears a stop sign. I realized a few things since you’ve been gone. It’s not love just because two people say I love you to one another. It’s not love just because there was passion. It’s not love just because it hurts. It’s not love just because we can hold it while it’s broken. It’s not love just because your parents didn’t accept us. It’s not love just because we accepted us. It’s not love just because you got me into poetry. It’s not love just because I still miss you. It’s not love just because I still love you. It’s not love just because all of the plans we’ve made. It’s not love. It’s not love. But at the time?

it was all I ever knew about love.