i love this movie more and more when i watch it

anonymous asked:

You said the texas chainsaw massacre movie of '74 was the best film ever created. I wanted to know why you thought this

Besides scaring me half to death, as a child. The more times, I watched it. The more I’ve fallen in love, with the film. The music, the set design, the never been topped art design, the acting(which I concede, is varying, but I believe each actor, when it pertains to their character) By the end of the film, I truly believed Marilyn Burns(the lead actress)  was losing her sanity and indeed she had broken out of a window in hell, to escape. The Texas heat, also plays an essential part, of the film. You can almost feel the abominable Texas heat. During the infamous dinner scene, you can practically smell the rotting meat, that had been sitting out in 100 degree temperatures, all day. Also, despite the lurid title, the film is very short on gore. Leaving much, to the imagination. As someone who used to travel the back long forgotten country roads of America, and explore abandoned houses, it’s truly frightening to think…………what could have happened, if I stumbled into the wrong house. So for me, it works. It’s funny, horrifying,thought provoking, grotesque and even in some parts, sad. Everything a good movie, should be!  

ok i’m ready to talk about the rogue one characters

i think there’s quite a divide between two halves of the 8 star wars movies released so far. the original trilogy and the force awakens have very… written characters, they’re perfectly constructed and you fall in love with them immediately because that’s what the filmmakers were trying to do. the prequel trilogy and rogue one have characters that just are, you’re watching them just do stuff and you fall in love with them by thinking about them more and more.

so it’s been 24 hours since rogue one and i’m ready to talk about the rogue one characters.

major spoilers for rogue one

(not a spoiler: i love them a lot)

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Remus discovering you like the same books would include:
  • Remus being so excited because now he has somebody to talk to about his favourite characters
  • “I like Clary the most” “really? I like Jace more”
  • Sirius and James always complaining
  • Because they don’t understand a word of what you’re saying
  • “and the award of biggest nerd couple goes to Y/N and Moony!”
  • Reading dates
  • Having lots of hot chocolate when you’re reading
  • reading in the best places of the school
  • Lending each other books
  • So you learn now characters
  • And new worlds
  • Having small arguments
  • “how can you ship Percabeth more than Frazel?” “Percabeth is just better accept it!”
  • Cute nicknames that have to do with your favourite character
  • Watching the movies together
  • Remus would always say something during the movie
  • “they did that different in the book” “they changed that” “her hair is blonde, not brown”
  • Rolling your eyes and giggling at his cuteness
  • Kissing him so he finally shuts up and watches the movie
  • “Remus, darling, shut up and watch the movie”
  • Quoting the books
  • And taking every chance to do it
  • “do you love me?”
  • “Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.”
  • Remus would smirk after you said that
  • “did you just quote The Princess Bride?” “maybe”
  • Staying up all night to finish a book
  • Cute kisses in between reading breaks
  • Remus would make sure there is enough food
  • He’d eat most of it
  • “Babe, where are all the chocolate frogs?”
  • “I ate them” 
  • “All?”
  • “Maybe”
  • You’d take care of the drinks
  • Silly conversations
  • “how cool would it be to be a shadowhunter?” “babe, we’re wizards, isn’t that cool enough already?” “no”
  • Shipping people in school
  • Or your best friends
  • Because they don’t understand ‘nerd language’
  • “Jilly is my OTP” “how about Sily?” “Padfoot and Evans? Never, Jilly all the way”
  • “are they talking about boats again?” “jup” “they really do love their boats” “doesn’t Moony get seasick?” “Clearly not”
  • fangirling together
  • all the time
  • about everything

“My dear Rosie,
Unbeknownst to you I took this chance before, many, many years ago. You never received that letter and I’m glad because my feelings since then have changed dramatically. They have intensified with every passing day. I’ll get straight to the point because if I don’t say what I have to say now, I fear it will never be said. And I need to say it. Today I love you more than ever; I want you more than ever. I’m a man of fifty years of age coming to you, feeling like a teenager in love, asking you to give me a chance and love me back. Rosie Dunne, I love you with all my heart. I have always loved you, even when I was seven years old and I lied about falling asleep on Santa watch, when I was ten years old and didn’t invite you to my birthday party, when I was eighteen and had to move away, even on my wedding days, on your wedding day, on christenings, birthdays and when we fought. I loved you through it all. Make me the happiest man on this earth by being with me. Please reply to me.
All my love,

Love, Rosie

  • what she says: i'm fine.
  • what she actually means: the book of life is an extremely underrated movie and needs more love asap. It has everything a good story needs. It's about growing up, has action, adventure, MUSIC, humour, romance, strong female and male characters. Hey also it will probably make you cry. Damn like it probably has the best god damn ot3 you'll ever have the pleasure of spending one hour and thirty five minutes with too??? Also did I mention its animation is fucking beautiful?

since someone asked if I had one I thought I should actually make one, here you go children 


Accidentally hurting you while play fighting

You letting out a moan while they were kissing your neck 

You speaking French

Them accidentally kissing you when they have a huge crush on you 

You moaning their name

They caught you watching porn/vice versa 

Moaning their name in your sleep

You confessing with a cheesy/corny pick up line

Asking them to stay with you after a scary movie

You suddenly farting i still laugh

/you/ being a sub who likes choking and light bondage

/you/ being a huge dom who likes teasing and punishing them etc

/you/ doing cute/bubbly things and accidentally turning them on

you being horny in the middle of a movie night w/ svt

members have morning wood and you wake them up playing with it 

you wanted to bring a camera into the bedroom


You low key being Seungkwan’s sassy soulmate (you’re hansol’s cousin visiting)

i need to do more wtf self stop being lazy 



prince!seungcheol scenario


babysitting baby!chan more like smol child but 



like someone who is very vanilla in bed 


When/where would SVT would say I love you

how they would be when getting a blowjob

hip hop kinks (basic) 

hip hop kinks (detailed)

Joshua’s kinks (will also be linked in vocal team kinks) 

who would prefer boobs or ass

vocal team kinks (detailed) 

I like to imagine Sam as the one who gets Bucky out of his shell more than anyone else. He asks Bucky questions like do you want chinese for dinner or something else? Do you wanna watch this movie or something different? And he prods Bucky just enough, just enough teasing mixed with sincerity that he doesn’t feel overwhelmed or like he’s made of glass and Sam’s afraid he’ll break. It makes him feel like he might really be starting to be Bucky again instead of just the asset.

Along with that, Bucky is the one that notices Sam’s not as ok and put together as he outwardly exudes. He notices Sam checking for exits in restaurants and flinching a little at loud noises. He notices when Sam seems more tired than usual from nightmares and can recognize when it’s ok to tease and prank him and when he just needs someone to sit on the couch and watch goofy documentaries mostly in silence but with occasional light-hearted commentary.

And whether you ship them or not, they just have a really solid friendship where they pick on each other mercilessly but are also there for each other when they feel like they’re going to break down.

Sam & Bucky <3

So, just came back from watching Moana (finally) and YOOOOOOOO!!!!! What the fuck is that animation?! So damn gorgeous!! The songs are awesome as hell too!! That Mad Max reference! That chicken! That shiny crab! LOVED IT!!

RWDE Rant/RWBY Critique

It has come to my attention lately that the more invested I am in a show/movie, the more critical I am of it. I first noticed this with Frozen a couple years ago. When I first entered the fandom, I was so obsessed with the movie that I could see no fault in it, and it was the best movie out there. Now, I still love the movie to death, but the more I watch it, the more I realize I really dislike a bunch of scenes (primarily the entire movie after Elsa kicks Anna out of her ice castle). Now, this critical eye has focused on RWBY.

Again, when I first began obsessing over RWBY, I thought it was amazing, and would binge-watch volumes 1 and 2 regularly. Now, I can barely sit through them without cringing. Volume 3 is the best volume in my opinion, but this post is to address the complete 180 volume 4 has done, and why I find myself being more critical and disappointed in RWBY than ever.

So please, before anyone attacks me over my “hate” for this show, read this again. I love RWBY; that’s why I feel so strongly about these criticisms. It has the potential to be something great, but I feel it’s falling short on so many things because of contradictions, poor characterization, poor plot development, and poor writing all around, especially in this newest volume.

So buckle up, and here we go…

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The Exploding Human

I just finished watching the latest Naruto Shippuden episode, and gosh! I can’t get enough of it! When is the next episode coming out? I can’t wait for next week. Ugh!

And because I was overjoyed, I decided to do a review about the episode. Well, just writing about what I liked about it. And some screen shots, of course.

First of all, I love that everyone is on their The Last appearance.

And I love seeing Kakashi as a working Hokage. I hope to see more of him in this state. Way to go, Lord Sixth!

And then, everyone appears, and they’re all grown up! Yay! It just made me so happy.

And not only that. I also get to see Kurama, whom I really missed a lot. Haha!

I also loved the fact that Hinata seems to be more confident around Naruto. Way to go, Girl!

I just don’t get it when she suddenly fainted after doing the Gentle Fist. Is it really that chakra-draining technique? Good thing, Naruto is there to… catch her whenever she falls. Hihi!

And what’s amazing is that everyone seems to like it. Another ‘Hihi!’ for that one.

And this scene!

Wahhhh! I so love Kakashi!

So, this story is all about Sasuke, huh? Is that why he’s so good looking on this episode?

I didn’t read the novel so I don’t know what will happen. And it just makes me more excited! Will Sasuke come back to the Hidden Leaf? Will he see Sakura and how she had become more beautiful now? Ugh! I really can’t wait. I think I’ll have a lot of Naruto daydreams until the next episode comes.


Watch: Carrie Fisher’s 2005 speech honoring George Lucas was vicious and perfect

There’s perhaps no better encapsulation of Carrie Fisher’s prickly but loving relationship with the man and movies that made her famous than this 2005 clip of Fisher at the American Film Institute’s ceremony presenting George Lucas with a lifetime achievement award. Fisher is characteristically brash and brassy when addressing the night’s honoree, beginning her speech — it’s more of a roast, really — with, “Hi, I’m Mrs. Han Solo, and I’m an alcoholic. I’m an alcoholic because George Lucas ruined my life … and I mean that in the nicest possible way.”

A sharp comedian through and through, Fisher lobs one zinger after another at Lucas and an appreciative audience who nonetheless looks a little unsure of how to respond to Fisher saying things like, “George is a sadist, but like any abused child wearing a metal bikini chained to a giant slug about to die, I keep coming back for more.” Lucas laughs, though, as he obviously learned to do over years spent as the target of Fisher’s combined love and ire.


After dinner Mr and Mrs Benali, Halim and Jalila disappeared. Salim and Ryleigh joined Aaliyah and Piper in the living room, which was apparently only one of three in the house but the one that had the biggest TV. They spent most of the night chatting and watching movies.

The more they talked, the more Ryleigh realised Aaliyah was a lot like Salim. She was easy to talk to, always laughed at the smallest of things, and seemed to genuinely want to get to know Ryleigh and loved her brother.

When Piper fell asleep watching a movie, Aaliyah scooped her up, said goodnight and carried her up the stairs to their floor, promising to continue their conversation in the morning. Once she was gone Salim slid closer on the couch again.

“I have an idea,” he grinned, leaning closer.

“I’d hate to think,” Ryleigh bumped her shoulder against his playfully.

“There’s a hot tub out back,” he said in a low voice. “Let’s go jump in and relax. We could both use it after that dinner.”

“You’re drunk aren’t you?” she laughed loudly. “I didn’t bring any swimwear.”

“Good,” he grinned. “I’m not drunk, just … happy.”

“But it’s freezing outside,” she argued. “And probably still snowing.”

“Yes but,” he leaned closer still so that his lips were almost against her ear as he whispered; “Hot tub Ryles.”


Charles saying Erik’s name

xNFP vs. xNFJ

I’ve been noticing recently that xNFPs tend to be a lot more in tune with when they need alone time than xNFJs do. This is especially true of extroverts, but even an INFJ might wear down more slowly than an ENFP depending on the situation. This is only from my personal observations, having gone on trips where I spend long amounts of time with an INFJ - often I find myself retreating to my own room when we get home while the INFJ calls after me, “Let’s plan out tomorrow and then watch a movie together! I’ll make the popcorn!” 

I suspect Fe vs Fi is the culprit in this, since the Feeling functions are the most social. Types that have dominant or auxiliary Fe are going to be a lot more comfortable pushing themselves to be social than admitting (even to themselves) that they need alone time. This is a total generalization, of course. But I would love to hear anyone else’s thoughts on this. 

Mistletoe: a Josh Dun imagine part 3

A/N: I hope you’re enjoying the series so far! There’s still a lot more to continue… I love you guys so much and thank you for all the love :)

part 1

part 2

It felt a little bit like a coincidence, but you weren’t surprised when you found Josh leaning on you shoulder, this time still awake, pretending to be sleepy. You knew he wasn’t though, because he hadn’t yawned yet, and his eyes were still fixed on the screen. You stayed quiet at first, still watching the movie, but you couldn’t keep silent when you felt one of his arms wrap around your waist as he slowly drifted closer to you, his head on your shoulder feeling more prominent. “You’re not going to sleep on my shoulder again, are you?” you tried to joke, but you felt his head move off your shoulder immediately. You were afraid you might’ve offended or scared him, but you only heard him chuckle, looking at you, making you turn your head.

“Nah,” he laughed. “But if I do remember correctly, cuddling was mentioned on the plane ride.”

“Are you cold?” you raised an eyebrow. “Or just lonely?”

“Both,” he admitted, his cheeks turning a rosy red.

“Come here, silly,” you rolled your eyes, opening your arms and embracing him. He quickly curled up beside you, and you giggled, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tight. “You’re really cozy, you know.”

“You too,” he winked. “I’m starting to think maybe the cancelled flight wasn’t a bad idea after all, now that I get to spend more time with you.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” you confessed. You slowly became tired, both of you wrapped up in each other’s arms, and when you heard Josh yawn, you knew the two of you weren’t going to be able to finish the movie. You closed your eyes, listening to him start to snore softly, and didn’t fight the yawn that escaped from your own mouth. It wasn’t long before you drifted off to sleep too, the movie playing quietly in the background, snow still falling outside, Christmas just right around the corner.

When you woke up, Josh wasn’t in your arms anymore. You rubbed your eyes, sitting up on the couch, realizing that you had a blanket covering you and a pillow under your head. You smiled, realizing it must’ve been Josh, then got up, realizing he was in the shower. You decided to eat a snack for breakfast, then fix your hair, when he got out of the bathroom, and for the first time, you noticed his arm. Yesterday he had been wearing a sweatshirt all day long, and a hoodie to bed, so you hadn’t noticed the gorgeous tattoo. “Woah,” you accidentally blurted out, eyes still fixated on the amazing streak of colors on his skin.

“Oh,” he laughed. “Yeah, I guess you’ve never seen that before.”

“It’s amazing,” you gasped.

“Thanks,” he blushed.

“That’s awesome,” you continued, still in awe.

“You sleep well?” he laughed.  “I guess the two beds kind of got wasted.”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “But you were really nice to cuddle.”

“I don’t think I’d pass up another night like that either,” he winked. “You want to take a shower and then we can head back to the airport?”

“Sounds like a plan,” you agreed.

“Cool,” he smiled. “I’ll clean and tidy up the place and prepare for check out.”

You selected a nice outfit to wear, then gathered and packed up your things, heading to the shower. The warm water soothed you and you relaxed, closing your eyes and dwelling on the thought that you might have to leave Josh. You didn’t want to go to your grandparents for the holidays in the first place, and now that you found someone as kind and loving as Josh, you definitely did not want to leave. Your mind tempted you, thinking about maybe spending the holiday with him and Tyler instead, but that would be intruding, and you weren’t invited anyways. You took a deep breath, trying to forget about that and just focus on the moment at hand, and finished your shower. Much less, Josh had your number anyways, and if the feeling was mutual, he would say something.

Stepping out of the shower and slipping on fresh clothes, you walked out, catching Josh’s attention immediately, him doing the same double take he had done when you first locked eyes on the plane. “You look uh, nice,” he stammered.

“Thanks?” you gave a nervous smile, unsure whether it was a compliment or just a greeting.

“I looked it up and it turns out that there’s a couple flights open,” he informed. “Including yours.”

“What about your flight?” you raised an eyebrow. “We were on the same one I thought.”

“Mine was a connected one,” he explained. “After going to the city, I had one more hour long flight to where I needed to be.”

“Oh,” you nodded your head thoughtfully.

“But it’s all good,” he smiled. “I figure I’ll get a hotel and stay there until my flight opens up and the weather gets a little better. Tyler said it’s fine, and I still have a while before Christmas Eve anyways.”

“You want to stay with us?” you offered. “I mean, I don’t know my grandparents well, but I’m sure they have an extra room. If not, you can bunk with me. We’ve done it once before, right?”

“I don’t want to infringe on your visit,” he protested. “I’m sure a hotel would be fine.”

“Come on,” you narrowed your eyes. “Flight leaves soon, you’ve already spent money on a hotel, and I’d like to get to know you a little bit more. I’m sure my grandparents would love to get to know you too.”

“You’re pretty smooth with persuasion, y/n,” he smirked.

“I know,” you winked. “So is it a yes?”

“Yeah,” Josh laughed. “Why not?”

“I thought so,” you grinned, walking up to him and giving him a hug. “Don’t be afraid to ask me for anything, okay? It’s what I’m here for. If you need help, I’m more than happy to lend a hand.”

“Thank you,” he relaxed his shoulders, releasing the embrace but resting his hands on your shoulders. He looked into your eyes and you exchanged a relieved smile, and he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Now come on, there’s no time to waste.”

After a quick taxi drive back to the airport and a couple explanations and ticket exchanges, you and Josh had booked the next flight to your grandparent’s hometown. As soon as your boarded, you laughed, realizing that Josh had coincidentally gotten a window seat again, with you sitting right beside him. “I feel like we’ve been here before,” you giggled as you sat beside each other, easing into the seats.

“Nah, this is new,” he reassured, his hand somehow finding yours. You intertwined fingers, and he squeezed your hand once, as if letting you know it would be alright. You were sort of nervous to introduce Josh to your grandparents. Sure he was your friend, but you had just met him, and they’d surely start to question things if he was a stranger. You honestly didn’t know, but you were sure that with Josh there, it would relieve a lot of your anxiety and stress, and hopefully make the visit enjoyable. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, trying to stop biting your lip nervously. “Just kind of scared.”

“About your grandparents?” he inquired.

“I just don’t know them that well,” you murmured.

“Well I’m going to be here every step of the way,” he smiled. “So don’t worry.”

“Thank you,” you sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“Ah I see the tables have turned,” he teased. “You’re not going to fall asleep on me, are you?”

“It’s my turn,” you joked. “You’ve already had plenty.”

“If you insist,” he laughed. You closed your eyes, breathing in the amazing smell of his bubblegum colored hair, cocoa eyes, orange slice smile, and everything Josh. You felt his arm wrap around you, pulling you closer to him, and then the faint tap of his fingers drumming a beat on your skin. You listened closely, realizing that it was in sync with your heartbeat, as if he was trying to come up with a small little song of his own. Combined with your shallow breathing, your quiet heartbeat, the drumming of his fingers on your skin and the hum of the airplane, it was enough to conjure up a simple lullaby that drifted you off to sleep.

When I was 18 I read my first full comic series: Young Avengers V.2 and something changed inside me. I don’t know how to explain it. In interviews, @kierongillen used to describe the story’s theme as a metaphor to growing up, to that time in your life when you’re entering college and your life changes in a way that is not often explored in fiction. This is exactly what it was for me.

First of all, entering a communications environment meant constantly coming into contact with people who’d read more books and watched more movies than me, people who prided themselves on their knowledge of obscure films and independent “”“deeper”“” creators. I felt so lost. I have always loved creating fiction, especially fantasy and science fiction, all things that had no place within an elitist artistic community. And yet, here was this book that wasn’t afraid of being colorful and fun and pop, without being any less meaningful. It was a breath of fresh air. It was a beacon of hope.

Not only that, but every single theme in it resonated deeply within me. Adults not understanding you no matter how hard they or you try. Friends leaving and friends coming together. Searching yourself across multiple possible futures. Wishing you were better. Having to accept you are yourself and that is good enough. Wanting to change and grow, and having no choice but to do that because you’re suddenly thrown into an adult world when five minutes earlier you were being treated like a child. Suddenly, you realize your whole future is in your hands and it’s terrifying and exciting.

Most of all, America Chavez resonated with me. Here was a Latina where I was not expecting to find her. A strong woman self assured in her identity, strong and caring. She had taken a leap of faith in the search for her identity and she has fought to make it work. She was everything I aspired to be and since then I have followed her journey through Marvel while I follow my own.

This is my last semester of college and I’m about to go abroad to get a Master’s degree. I’ll be on my own for the very first time. I’ll be starting classes in a new college, in a new city, in a new country where my identity as a Latina will be a new thing for the first time (as opposed to living in a Latin America country). I am excited and terrified of this new journey of self discovery I will be jumping into.

This year, too, thanks to Gabby Rivera, America Chavez will go to college. She will, like me, start new classes, a new life, new experiences and a new search for her identity. The timing couldn’t have been better. I can’t believe I will get the chance to have her as my companion through the next adventure in my life. I am so grateful.

I guess what I’m trying to say is, representation matters. Comics matter. Stories matter. To me, at least, they have meant everything. I don’t know if I could have gotten through life this past four years without them. Maybe, but the ride wouldn’t have been this good. So thank you.

Alloromantic Ace!

Growing up I never felt “normal”  seeing many tv shows and commercials and adverts centered around sex and even my own peers talking about hoping to find “the one” and “losing their virginity”      

hearing adults talk about how teenagers are always doing it gave me hope and I told myself I am too young 

middle school came around and I never felt what everyone seemed to feel i liked guys but never “found them sexy” whatever that means

and again I gave myself another excuse that maybe I was just a little late, that for sure in high school I would get those feelings because I always saw that in teenage love movies high school is when you lose it 

and again it never happened for me I had no interest in sex stuff, I didn’t understand why many of my peers around me would fluster and giggle whenever our teachers even mentioned the word sex 

more and more movies and tv shows I watched showed how married adults had sex on a daily basis that “they got turned on” or their partner “looked sexy” i had no idea what any of this meant

I felt very out of place and weird and different , I just thought maybe no guy wanted me ..by the time college rolled around I had finally convinced myself that maybe I would just end up alone and I convinced myself I couldn’t be in a relationship and i started to tell myself that i would be ok with that..

BUT THEN i started to learn more about the LGBTQIA community and heard the word asexual  …I couldn’t believe such a thing existed  and I got so happy and relieved and just so NORMAL 

I have discovered myself and am confident that I am not weird or strange or whatever I use to think i was … just because i don’t feel what seemingly everyone else feels

I am just asexual 😊


god i hated la la land but i do not have the energy or the eloquence to rant about why the “hopeless” dreams of two beautiful white ppl with perfect skin and perfect bodies (who never have to go poor in L.A., who get to live in beautiful houses, who have frankly enviable day-to-day jobs, who can return to the wealthy suburbs when their projects don’t pan out, who in any case, have to deal with no more than one or two minor obstacles on their glorious path to success), didn’t touch me or make me care. 

it might win the fucking oscars because it’s a love letter (read: wank) to the movie industry (more like a wank to the corporations behind it but anyway). like i genuinely felt that the brothers koch were drilling their dicks down my throat by the end of it. but hey, that’s just me. 

the music was nice, i guess. 

Sirius Black x Reader- I love your singing

Warnings: none

Summary: Sirius gets kicked out of his home and comes to you for comfort

Word Count: 619

A/N: This is more of the lovely @about–seven–screaming–birds  ‘s work. YOU PROBABLY SHOULD FOLLOW HER FOR MORE AWESOME STUFF.

Originally posted by scrapbookofmarauders

You’ve been friends with the marauders since the first year and you stuck with them through everything. You became an animagus with them to help with Remus’s furry problem and helped him through the aftermath. You served as a wingman when James fell in love with Lily and listened to Sirius about his problems when no one else would. It was almost midnight when you heard a knocking on the door. You were watching Sleeping Beauty with your parents and as soon as the noise came you were startled. “Who could be here at this time?” your mother said and looked to your father who simply shrugged while nodding off. You grabbed the remote and paused the movie.

“I’ll get it.” You say getting up off the sofa. You walked over to the door and checked through the window to make sure it wasn’t someone dangerous, but who you saw was one of your best friends looking simply awful. You opened the door and was immediately greeted by a hug. “Sirius? Are you ok?” In the state that he was in you knew the answer. You looked over to your parents who got up and left the room getting the hint that you two needed to be alone.

“They did it.” He managed to say in between sobs. You pulled back so you could see his face. His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes were incredibly red. His clothes were soaked from the snow and his hands were freezing.

“Who did what?”

“My parents! They kicked me out.” He said falling into your arms again. You grabbed his hand and led him to the sofa.

“Here.” You say wrapping him in a blanket. “You’re shaking. I’ll go get some dry clothes for you to wear and make some hot cocoa.” After getting some clothes from your father and having Sirius change into them you both settled on the couch and started the movie again. After a while, he started getting sleepy and cuddled into you. You were laying down across the couch with him on top of you, running your fingers through his hair and up and down his back trying to calm him down. “You’re safe now don’t worry.” You said softly. “And you can stay here! My parents love you and wouldn’t mind having you around.”

“Can you sing to me?” He mumbled into your neck.

“You know I’m not a good singer.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I love your singing.” And as if it was planned, “Once Upon A Dream” started playing and you couldn’t help but smile. You started to quietly sing and not too far after you heard light snoring coming from the boy in your arms. You grabbed the remote and turned the movie and most of the lights off. You kept one lamp on so that if he woke up in the middle of the night he would be fine. In the dim light, he looked so fragile and so different from the cocky boy that basically ran Hogwarts with his confidence and charm. You couldn’t believe that anyone could hate this boy as much as his parents did when he was so lovely and caring. He was so young but way more mature than anyone of the age of sixteen could be because of the hardships he’s faced. In that moment you made a promise to yourself that you would protect him and keep him safe from the ugly world that was out there waiting to get him. You placed a kiss to his forehead.

“I love you.” You whispered before falling asleep.

I’m literally going mad and I’m not kidding. There were times when I didn’t have any problems over shows, movies or characters but then it came and I saw Sherlock (BBC) and in that moment it all began. I immediately fell in love with this show and wanted more and more. But not just because it was funny and thrilling, but because there were these two:

Originally posted by rosegoldsherlock

And well at the beginning I didn’t think there was some obsession growing inside my brain. I just like them and wanted them to be together…. more than just friends. And that was how it all began. Since then I’ve watched many shows and movies where I chose my OTPs, which were perfectly straight (malexfemale), hoping that one day they would be together. And most of the times they were. But then something again happened with me and instead of wanting this to happen: 

Originally posted by samstevenat

I wanted this to happen: 

Originally posted by letitrado

And that was the ship that made me read fanfictions. I can honestly say that this one ship in particular started my obsession, which is horrible because most of the people rather ship Stucky then Stony, but I wanted to be somehow different I guess. So I read multiple fanfictions about them and still I can’t say I’ve had enough of them. They’ve become one of my OTPs. But then it seemed that everything was fine again. I started to watch other shows like Arrow for example and it took me some time to find my OTP even in this show, because at first I wanted this to happen:

Originally posted by feministlaurellance-archive

And then when they made clear that wasn’t going to happen at all I opened my eyes to something new. And you don’t have to super intelligent to know what I mean: 

Originally posted by marap

And this is one of the hardest honestly because not everyone can say which one of their OTPs they love most above everything else. Well, I think I could say that at the time. Olicity was my all the time favorite OTP and even my family didn’t see me going so crazy over two characters being together before. I’ve read countless fanfictions about them, hoping that one day they would be together and my dreams indeed came true, but then again something strange happened. The Flash happened and instead of shipping Westallen or Snowbarry like any other ordinary girl I begin to enjoy these two:

Originally posted by thescarletspeedstress

And this is really crazy, because I immediately wanted to read fanfictions about them, because what else I could do? But considering shipping them together as couple is not so popular there are not many fanfictions about them and the ones I found were 90% oneshots. I hate oneshots, because I need longer stories, I need build-up, so this was the one ship that made me write my first fanfiction about TV show characters, so at least in some way I could enjoy them being together. Did it help me? Well I have no idea, to be honest. They certainly made me even more crazy then before. But then another malexmale ship came when I saw one movie: 

Originally posted by fangirl-plus

And now I can say I’m done, because I realized that for some reason it doesn’t matter how cool they make malexfemale relationship I would never enjoy it like I enjoy malexmale relationship. I don’t know why considering I am knew to all of this, but I feel this way. And now when I see fangirls going all crazy over malexfemale ship, that they are not together and something like that, I can’t help and just melancholically smile that my OTPs are never going to be together, because my OTPs are malexmale and in the movies or shows they are straight, so there is no chance. So who has it hard now? Because I chose to ship them and they will never be together and there is nothing I can do about it, then just read fanfictions or write them. But even so, I will never be able to have that feeling I used to have when my OTPs became cannon. That feeling was always priceless, because many people were saying that they would never be together and I still believed. Now it all makes me a little sad, that even when I find normal ship it is only a matter of time before I switch to malexmale ship. And I don’t know why I needed to post it on here. I just felt like writing about my emotions and depressions was a good idea. Maybe no one will read this and maybe someone will and somehow say something to put me down for even thinking about such things. But even so I needed to write about it. At some point it made me feel better.