i love you much more than they say

anonymous asked:

So I get it what happened was scary but he's in mexico which is so far away from the UK I feel like he's taking this way too personally considering the chances of anything happening to him are basically at zero. He should have taken this time to bring positivity not to cry the entire time and rush through songs or he should have just cancelled.

It doesn’t matter that he is in Mexico and the attack happened in the UK. People naturally are going to be fearful for a while. I’m not sure if Harry actually is afraid for his safety right now, I would hope not. But just like what happened with Christina Grimmie, people are going to be on edge and thinking about what might be coming next. You can’t blame Harry for that.

If Harry is emotional after a tragedy, let him be emotional. He, like many people from the UK and around the world, are still mourning. He has worked personally with Ariana and given her a song before. A lot of her fans are also fans of the boys. We already know one of the girls that has passed away was a huge fan of louis especially. Manchester is where Harry grew up because it was so close to Cheshire and that’s where people his age could go see concerts and hang out. Harry and the boys have played shows in Manchester. Manchester and the fans there mean a lot to him.

There are so many reasons Harry can be taking this especially hard, and for you to tell him how you think he should be acting is so ridiculous. He tried his best to bring positivity by saying be a lover. He tried to bring positivity by doing a show where all proceeds go to charity. He tried to bring positivity by singing his songs and performing even when he would probably rather be home with his family.

And it’s funny that you say he should have cancelled because I know if he did, people like you would be down his throat for it. Talking about how he’s selfish and the show was or charity and he should have just done the show anyway. Harry did his best tonight and put as much emotion and love into the show as he possibly could have and honestly fuck you for trying to twist this into something negative where Harry didn’t do a good enough job.

tl;dr Harry tried his best which was more than anyone should be asking for right now and we should be grateful he is safe and able to still do shows where donations are made to charity. Harry has such a big heart, I’m sorry you don’t understand that concept.

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What do you say? Pen pals for life? 

with love, from anonymous by @bechnaesun and @westiris

this fic is killing me but it’s also keeping me alive

What to expect if you become my girlfriend:

- Random hugs and kisses

- Gifts I got for you just because

- Me being willing to stay up late just to talk to you

- Me always being in the mood to cook for you in the middle of the night because I’m hungry too

- Nonstop flirting with you

- Me showing you literally every cool rock I find

- Random snaps at two a.m. because I’m wake and I miss you

- To be called cute pet names more often than I call you by your actual name

- To be dragged around while I show you all of my favorite places and stores

- More hugs and kisses

- To have your ear talked off because I have so much to say

- All of the dates

- All of my love and affection

- Even more hugs and kisses

- Never doubting how much I care for you

- To get your ass handed to you in Mario Kart

anonymous asked:

LOVE UR MAFIA AU MORE THAN POWDERED DOUGHNUTS!! I can certianlly imagine Yuuri chacing someone and then Victor is in an ally, puts out his leg (trips the person) and dashes away... By the way.... what is your favorite character from any anime?

HAHAHA!!!
THAT CERTAINLY DOES SAY A LOT!
I am happy that you enjoy it so much ^w^
Lololol, Victor very nonchalantly just helps out from time to time XD
could happen :3

and uh
Honestly I can only think of YOI right now, and it;s Victor ^w^
But for other animes I got into
Haikyuu I liked Kageyama
One Punch Man, Genos is my precious cyborg child

when people say that magnus doesn’t move alec as much as alec loves him I’m just like ????? listen buddy, I have a few choice words.
magnus looks at alec like he is the sun, the stars, and the moon combined. he is so head over heels for this boy. however, you gotta remember that magnus is hundred of years old, he has had his heart broken more times than he can count. he’s so afraid of loosing alec that he takes a step back and allows alec, who has never been in a relationship before mind you, take the reigns.
that’s another point I like to bring up; alec doesn’t know any better. all alec knows is to tell magnus how he feels, and he doesn’t know how to hold back. he’s been holding back his whole life and he doesn’t have to anymore, so why would he?
so yea, it just bugs me when people say that magnus doesn’t love alec as much.

Take Me Or Leave Me - Derek Hale

Summary: Based on the song Take Me Or Leave Me from Rent

Derek Hale x Reader

Word Count: 2,512

Author’s Note: I really have a problem with writing too many song fics but I’m not sorry about it lol. I hope the dialogue actually sounds like something Derek would say. I try to make it as true to the character as possible. Also, if you haven’t seen Rent, you really should. I love it so much.

Some of the words are lyrics from Rent

Masterlist

Originally posted by expressivedolphin

It was Saturday night, and you and Derek were at the policeman’s ball. The ball was supposed to help raise money for the sheriff’s station. After all of the supernatural troubles, the station had been hit more than a few times, and it needed some financial help to fix things.

Derek wasn’t too excited about going, but you had a red dress in the back of your closet that was dying to be worn. The dress hit you in all the right places, and naturally Derek insisted that you change. You were always a little hard headed, and you weren’t about to let a man try to tell you how to dress. Besides, you knew Derek thought you looked hot in the dress, and he would be the one taking it off at the end of the night.

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anonymous asked:

Hi. I love your blog! It has inspired me so much lately that I've been writing more than usually. I'm so sorry to bother you but do you have any prompts/ideas for a story set in ancient times, such as ancient Egypt, Rome, Greece etc. I love ancient times but I'm out of ideas on what the story should be on. Thank you so much and keep inspiring everyone ❤

Thank you so much for all the compliments! I hope that these can help you!

1) “They say that you’re the high priestess around here. That you handle all the sacrifices.”

“Is that why you’re here? To see if you could apply? If so, you’re going to be greatly disappointed, my dear,” the priestess let out a breathy laugh, and learned forwards. “Plain ones need not apply.”

“Your cronies took my sister.”

“My cronies took a woman who was widely renowned for her beauty. A fine sacrifice.”

2) “I have slept for millions of years, mortal, and yet, you awoke me. How?“ 

The mortal squirmed in their seat as the god stared at them, their expression unreadable. He had learnt years ago that gods were dangerous, that speaking to one was speaking to a force of mass destruction, and that even the smallest mistake could kill you.

He wished now that he hadn’t dismissed those instructions as fantasy.

3) “Come into the light.”

“You are mortal. I am not. My form is a lot more horrific than yours, at least by your society’s standards.”

“I don’t care.”

“Perhaps you should.”

4) “Hello? Is anyone here?”

Medusa left her seat immediately to meet the intruder, a young woman with a strange tendency to bump into things, and with eyes that looked similar to hers.

“Please, I need help. I- I can’t see.”

So they couldn’t be turned into a statue then.

“I am here.” By Zeus, she felt sure that she would regret this later. “You need not worry anymore.”

5) “Oh mighty Oracle, can you answer my question?”

The Oracle smiled and took the man’s hand, looking over it carefully. “What do you wish to know?”

“If it’s true that you are a fraud, Mi'lady.”

Well. Her smile didn’t falter, but instead froze. “You shouldn’t listen to such rumours. I am blessed by the mighty Apollo, and doubting me is doubting him.”

The man grinned. “I knew it. I knew it!”

6) “Viking. How wonderful.”

The Saxon woman held up her broom, pointing in such a way that he would have laughed, if it weren’t for the blood staining her side.

“Coward, actually. Ran. Need some help?”

He only got a small grunt in reply.

anonymous asked:

just wanted to say that I really really really love your story and I think you deserve some sort of award for writing as much as you do!! I hope you get everything you want in life cause you're more than deserving of Good Things :D

Thank you so much! ❤️

i’m going to the psychiatrist today and honestly can i just say…. i Love That so much more than therapy like i just get so confused and disoriented and like i lose my sense of self when it’s like mindfulness exercises this coping strategies that like what bitch… whereas the actual doctors are just like. are you sleeping? are you hallucinating? are you suicidal? and they just take ur answers at face value and don’t give u dumb acronym lists of things to do to make ur miserable life worth living and as long as you don’t literally have a concrete plan to kill urself they just give u meds and let u get on with ur life. love that

anonymous asked:

Hi there. I don't have a request (not just because they are closed lol), I just wanted to say that you're a kind person and you run a lovely blog. Thank you for just being you. I admire your dedication. As a thank you, if you are interested in a, not too shabby, writer writing a lil Got7 fic just for you, I'd be honored to do so. ~Shy Writer

Aww, that’s so nice of you to say, thank you so much! I’m happy you enjoy the blog! And no worries, I’m sure you’re a wonderful writer~!

You’re more than welcome to write something for me if you’d like to (that would be so incredibly sweet) but you really don’t have to! Write what you want and love to write and whatever makes you happy will make me happy ^__^

anicae  asked:

That? So much better than what I imagined^^ (Bad Ideas Peter coming out and kicking Harry from the balcony for instance...). This was lovely, an end worth the pain from chapter 15, so gooooood. (I know I'm kinda greedy to say this but... Can't wait for more stories!)

Yay!!!
I knew you would love it!!!
Love my readers!!!!
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hi , hello ! i’m tati , she / they , gmt timezone .. i have nothing interesting to say about me tbh other than the fact that i love dogs , i suppose. moving on , below you will find two shitty intros for my sons ! also , LIKE this if you want me to message you for plots.

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lesbidar  asked:

22/23? <33

22. Popular character you hate?

alskdbn this maybe doesn’t count but i hate so few characters so,,,..i’m gonna say joyce

23. Unpopular character you love?

now, he’s not my favorite, but i do think xander is much more palatable than most of the fandom gives him credit for. i mean, he’s an original scooby and his dumb sense of humor is Top Notch. so he’s alright in my book.

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SISTAR Handwritten Letters to Fans

“7 years have already passed by I think I felt especially happy and less stressed because of the members that stood by me, as well as our STAR1.Looking back, I feel saddened and sorry that we didn’t get to spend as much time with our fans. No matter how I present myself on whatever stage, I will never forget my love for our members and fans.I love you …. I’m sorry … and thank you. I’ll be releasing good music Fighting, everyone, until the very end.” — Soyou

“Hello Star1. This is Bora.Every year I say that the fans make me happy and I’ve had so much fun and been so happy for the past 7 years.The time that the SISTAR members have spent with Star1 were very precious and happy times. It seems like I have reached further out than my efforts have shown. I feel more and more sad that I wasn’t able to show an even better side of myself during SISTAR’s promotions.For me, it was difficult to always show a bright image but the fans always gave me even more strength. In the future, I will never forget to this image and continue being strong. I got a lot of memories while writing this. Now, the members will all be going their separate ways, I will be cheering for them.But it’s not like you all won’t ever see me. In the future, I will put in the effort to show a good image of myself as Yoon Bora.To everyone who loved both SISTAR and Bora, to everyone who stuck with us, thank you. It was a happy time. I will be happy in the future too. I love you.”— Bora

“To all the STAR1s who have loved and supported SISTAR, this is SISTAR’s leader Hyorin.It’s already been 7 years since SISTAR debuted and the time I spent as Hyorin of SISTAR with the members and the fans was priceless and like a dream. The members of SISTAR have chosen to continue on a new path to move onto our second stage in life.STAR1, you guys have showed us how happy it can be to get up on stage, sing, and be loved by someone…and we thank you for that. With great sadness, we will continue to support each other and grow and show you a better side of us. The members and STAR1 will forever be in my heart and thank you for giving me more love than I deserve. I thank you with all my heart, and I love you..” — SISTAR’s Leader Hyorin

“For our fans, STAR1!I’m very sorry for greeting you guys after such a long time. I have so much I want to say to you guys that I am having trouble thinking of what to say first.It’s been 7 years since we debuted as SISTAR. I just want to say thank you to everyone who supported us throughout all these years.Thanks to the continued love and support, we were able to continue as SISTAR for such a long time. I really believe it’s because of you guys that everyone in our group along with myself, got here.It is with a heavy heart that I say that we will be disbanding after this album. We wish you guys will support us with our individual activities and we will return the favor as well.I will work harder and stronger from now on to connect with my fans even better.Cheer for us! Thank you.” — Dasom

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happy 100th birthday, ella fitzgerald // april 25, 1917 - june 15, 1996 // “just don’t give up trying to do what you really want to do. where there is love and inspiration, I don’t think you can go wrong”

“The best way to start any musical evening is with [Ella]. It don’t get better than this.” Frank Sinatra

“Man, woman or child, Ella is the greatest of them all.” Bing Crosby

“Ella’s amazing! My daughter says that every time she makes a mistake, it becomes a hit record.” Lucille Ball

“It is so much fun to sing with Ella. It is so nice to sing with someone who does more than make a pretty noise.” Jo Stafford

“If you want to learn how to sing, listen to Ella Fitzgerald.” Vincent Minnelli

“The one radio voice that I listened to above others belonged to Ella Fitzgerald. There was a quality to her voice that fascinated me, and I’d sing along with her, trying to catch the subtle ways she shaded her voice, the casual yet clean way she sang the words.” Doris Day

xNFx Friends


ENFJ:

  • Seems very chill and easygoing.
  • Is easygoing indeed, but camouflages stress very well.
  • Has a tendency to prioritize everyone that matters to him.
  • Can be very withdrawn when it comes to his feelings.
  • Stupid (yet funny) misunderstandings happen because he refuses to be “selfish” (meaning he refuses to tell what he thinks/feels).
  • Always creates a friendly atmosphere.
  • Has the most genuine smile.
  • Loyal™.
  • Has been in love with his best friend ever since they met.
  • Good student, is not really at the top of the class.
  • Every time he gets in trouble, it’s ENTP’s fault.
  • Healthy lack of ambition.
  • High emotional intelligence.
  • Has a very solid routine
  • assuming responsibilities has become one of his hobbies.
  • Bookworm. Loves novels.

Common phrases include:

–  “Let’s hear their version first”.
–  “Call me if you need anything”.
–  “It’s no bother”.
– “But what about my heart?” (As a response to INTP and ISTP telling him he should care less).

INFP:

  • Sees everything, understands everything, says little, does nothing.
  • Prefers to be unnoticed.
  • Incredibly intelligent.
  • But the lack of motivation is real (drives INTJ nuts “such a wasted talent”).
  • She secretly is the main nexus of the group since she’s adopted them all.
  • Sleep deprived™.
  • Has become one of ENFJ’s closest friends.
  • Can see the best and worst of everyone.
  • Soft and delicate (but don’t mess with her loved ones).
  • Has a very specific “yeah, we knew that” look with INFJ.

Common phrases include:

–  "You shouldn’t have said that" (whispered to ISTP’s blunt self).
–  "I’m never fixing others’ problems again" (fixes everyone’s problems).
–  "Are you sure that’s a good idea?“


INFJ:

  • His academical success in a specific subject depends like 40% on his interest and 60% on his opinion about the teacher.
  • Is not the best student.
  • Still has many generic skills (such as good analysis and writing) of useful application.
  • Spends his free time reading whenever he is not in small groups of friends.
  • Witty puns. 
  • Feels like he is always wasting his time.
  • He likes to pretend that nothing really affects him that much, but he cares very deeply.
  • Whenever in larger groups of people, he remains quiet and silently analyzes everyone.
  • A lot of smirks.
  • And a lot of dark humour.
  • He looks tough, but his skin is too thin for all his emotions.
  • Has a thirst for knowledge.
  • Normally keeps his conclusions for himself.
  • The result is that he knows much more than people are aware of.
  • He doesn’t look forward to being the center of attention, but he handles it quite smoothly.
  • ISTP and INTP find him very entertaining.

Common phrases include:

–  "Humans suck. And I’m human, so I suck, too”.
–  "Yeah… I already knew that".
–  "Oh, is that so, you *insert witty insult*“.
–  "Sorry, can’t talk now, I’m busy regretting all my decisions”.


ENFP:

  • Thinks rules are important but is constantly breaking them unconsciously.
  • Good friend™.
  • Says “I’m sorry” way too much.
  • Kind heart.
  • Smiles a lot.
  • Starts everything, ends nothing.
  • Has tried all extracurricular activities.
  • Says she’s not afraid of commitment and responsibility.
  • Can’t commit to an ice-cream flavour.
  • Very difficult to upset. Unless you mess up with her loved ones.

Common phrases include:

–  "But it’s so cute" (as a response ro ENTJ best friend telling her something is useless).
–  "Planning? I think I’ll pass".
–  "Oh, no… Oh, no" (every time she realises there was work to do).


Shared traits

  • Compassionate and caring beings.
  • Strong sense of others.
  • Solid moral base.
  • They care more than they would like to admit.
  • Might be to a higher (ENFJ and ENFP) or lower (INFJ and INFP) degree but they believe the world can actually work better.
  • Yes to deep meaningful conversations.
  • Self loath danger.
  • Need to feel in the mood in order to do something.
  • Easiest way to lose their trust forever: make them feel used and/or manipulated.

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IxxJ squad

xNTx squad

Shortly after the overdose, Bob decided to tell Jack the story of why he really got put in the Stanley Cup as a baby.  It was Bob’s way of thanking the cup.

“After I won my first cup,” he told Jack, “I realized I’d achieved my dream, and I had married this amazing woman, but something still felt like it was missing.  I wanted to be a father.”  He told Jack how he and Alicia had tried to have a baby, but it just wasn’t happening.  As the months dragged on with more of the same, they started to get worried.  

“And even when you were worrying you’d never truly be happy you managed to win the cup again, yeah?  That’s the moral of the story?” Jack snapped.  Bob shook his head, reached out to run a hand over Jack’s back, like he could smooth down his son’s frayed nerves.  

“Non, non, non, that would be a terrible moral.  Actually my stats were worse that year than when I was a rookie.  But my team was incredible, and we made it to the cup again.  And here’s where the story gets good, you see, because I’d heard all kinds of wild legends through the league about ‘cup magic’ and how sometimes it would grant wishes”

“Or turn you into a fucking penguin,” Jack scoffed.

“Well I was playing for the Canadiens at the time, so I suppose there wasn’t much risk involved, but there was a whole lot of desperate hope.So on my cup day, after everyone else left, I sat down and had a chat with it,” he gestures to the table they’re sitting at.  “Right at this kitchen table.”

“Please tell me that’s the only part of this story that happened at this table,” Jack groaned.  Bob laughed.

This story, yes.”

“Papaaaa,”  Jack picked up his bowl of cereal and pointedly continued eating without letting his food touch the table.

“Oh for God’s sake, Jack, this table has been cleaned many times since, put your food down for a bit, I’m trying to have a moment with you here.”

“Alright, alright, fine.”  Jack obediently set the bowl aside and faced his father.

“As I was saying…” Bob cleared his throat.  “I talked to the cup.  I told it I didn’t care if I ever won it again.  All I wanted was a son.  If it would give me that, I promised, I wouldn’t ask to win so much as a faceoff for the rest of my life.  And I promised that I would love my son - that I would love you - unconditionally, more than anything in the world.”

“And you won a fuckton more awards anyway.”

“But,” Bob countered, “I didn’t win the cup again until after you were born when I was with the Pens.  And so when your mother brought you onto the ice to see me, I wanted us to put you in the cup, but it wasn’t supposed to pass along some kind of hockey magic and ensure the Zimmermann dynasty or whatever the fuck ESPN likes to say, alright?  We did it as a thank you.  We wanted the cup to see what a beautiful baby we had, and to feel how incredibly loved you were.”  Bob ran a hand over Jack’s newly-cropped hair, feeling the strands against his palm, almost as soft as when he used to sit next to Bob in his high chair smashing banana all over the tray.  “I kept my promise too,”  Bob said.  “I love you.  Unconditionally.  More than anything in the world.  And your mother and I just want to help you be happy, whatever that looks like.”  He smiled warmly at his son, letting all the pride he usually kept a lid on to keep from embarrassing Jack bubble up to the surface.  Jack looked down at his hands.

“How can you not be disappointed?  Look at me.”  Jack’s shoulders hunched in, shrinking him down, and Bob pressed his hand between Jack’s shoulder blades, rubbing circles in the way that always used to put him right to sleep as a child.

“I will always be proud of you, hockey or no.  Because you know what?”  Jack chanced a glance up at his father’s face and was held by his earnest expression.  “Winning the Stanley Cup isn’t even in my top hundred favorite memories anymore.  All of my best memories are with you and your mother.”  Jack didn’t say anything in response, and Bob was learning when to give him space to process, so he stood up, bending back down to kiss his son’s forehead as he snagged the now-soggy bowl of raisin bran from in front of him.

It took a few days for Bob to get a real response from Jack, and in the meantime he just left everything to percolate.  And then one night, Bob just couldn’t seem to fall asleep.  His knee wasn’t quite hurting, but it was on that edge where it just didn’t feel settled, and Alicia had been snoring, and at the back of his head he could feel some kind of humming, like he could feel the tense air in Jack’s room.  He’d gotten himself all worked up mulling that last one over until he had to get out of bed.  He stood in front of Jack’s bedroom door, looking at the light peeking out from below the doorjamb for minutes, listening to the sounds of floorboards creaking occasionally, pages rustling, a keyboard clacking.  After he’d gotten enough of the sounds of Jack just existing on the other side of the door to calm his racing heart, he went to the living room.  

He settled into the couch with a box of crackers and a nature documentary when he heard footsteps creaking on the stairs.  At first, he was expecting Alicia coming to call him back to bed, but the footfalls were too loud for her.  Bob tried not to look surprised when Jack rounded the corner, keeping his eyes carefully trained on Animal Planet.  He held up the crackers in greeting.

“Joining your old man for a midnight snack, eh?”

“Oh.  Um, sure.”  Jack padded over to the couch and made himself comfortable next to Bob, pulling down the afghan from the back of the sofa.  They stare at the TV in silence for a long while before Jack speaks up again, quietly.  “Papa?”

“Yes?”

“So…what exactly was better than winning the cup?”

I love you!

Every time I say I love you.

I’m really trying to say so much more than those three little words.

I’m trying to say you mean more to me than anyone else in the world.

I’m trying to let you know that I adore you and that I cherish the time we spend together.

I’m trying to explain that I want you and that I need you and that I get lost in wonderful thoughts every time I think about you.

And each time I say “I love you”, I’m trying to remind you that you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.