i think i am falling in love again

anonymous asked:

hey, how are you?! how is the short hair vibe going hahah? i think you mentioned stopping your work thing in ny - are you going to try to find another job or are u already thinking about studying more in uni? i hope you are well xx love your posts

i am GOOD, i just spent the weekend in DC again lmao which was lots of fun, and i’m truly loving the shit out of my short hair!!!! i got it re-chopt n re-shaped a bit and i love it even more now bc it’s actually shorter and falls in a cooler way and i honestly have never felt this confident?? it’s crazy!!!! ya i took a pause on work bc the job i had ended and i wanted to spend some time at home while i applied to med school so i’ve been doing that :) i’m probs going back to nyc next month tho to start work again!! idk, i’m debating between a few things right now bc i have a year before school starts again and i could go back to govt/policy stuff but i could also do something a bit more creative and out there,, basically i’m Thinking right now (and feeling v fortunate to have the time and space to do that). this was a v sweet message ily lots and always appreciate it when yall check in on me <33

Could you be my true love? Do you think that when we will meet, we could fall in love again? It’s got me thinking lately. You never left my mind and I just like to think it’s because, maybe, we belong together. Despite the distance, despite the differences between us; that despite it all we are destined to be together. Am I wrong?
THE MOON SIGNS

“I acted like it wasn’t a big deal when really it was breaking my heart.”


“You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.”


“Life is a game, you can be a player or a toy.”


“I wanna tell you how I feel, but I’m scared of being hurt again, scared of you not feeling the same and scared of falling harder.”


“There is a weird pleasure in loving someone who doesn’t love you.”


“I am a strong person, but every once in awhile, I would like someone to take my hand and tell me that everything’s going to be alright.”


“Don’t be sorry I trusted you. My mistake, not yours.”


“I hate being alone. My thoughts, my feelings, my mind eats me alive.”


“I don’t know what I feel anymore.”


“You don’t just stop loving someone. You either always will or you never did at the first place.”


“It hurts knowing you tried doing your best but it still wasn’t good enough.”


“It’s hard to answer the question ‘what’s wrong?’ when nothing’s right.”

Korrasami is canon.

You can celebrate it, embrace it, accept it, get over it, or whatever you feel the need to do, but there is no denying it. That is the official story. We received some wonderful press in the wake of the series finale at the end of last week, and just about every piece I read got it right: Korra and Asami fell in love. Were they friends? Yes, and they still are, but they also grew to have romantic feelings for each other.

Was Korrasami “endgame,” meaning, did we plan it from the start of the series? No, but nothing other than Korra’s spiritual arc was. Asami was a duplicitous spy when Mike and I first conceived her character. Then we liked her too much so we reworked the story to keep her in the dark regarding her father’s villainous activities. Varrick and Zhu Li weren’t originally planned to end up as a couple either, but that’s where we took the story/where the story took us. That’s how writing works the vast majority of the time. You give these characters life and then they tell you what they want to do.

I have bragging rights as the first Korrasami shipper (I win!). As we wrote Book 1, before the audience had ever laid eyes on Korra and Asami, it was an idea I would kick around the writers’ room. At first we didn’t give it much weight, not because we think same-sex relationships are a joke, but because we never assumed it was something we would ever get away with depicting on an animated show for a kids network in this day and age, or at least in 2010.

Makorra was only “endgame” as far as the end of Book 1. Once we got into Book 2 we knew we were going to have them break up, and we never planned on getting them back together. Sorry, friends. I like Mako too, and I am sure he will be just fine in the romance department. He grew up and learned about himself through his relationships with Asami and Korra, and he’s a better person for it, and he’ll be a better partner for whomever he ends up with.

Once Mako and Korra were through, we focused on developing Korra and Asami’s relationship. Originally, it was primarily intended to be a strong friendship. Frankly, we wanted to set most of the romance business aside for the last two seasons. Personally, at that point I didn’t want Korra to have to end up with someone at the end of series. We obviously did it in Avatar, but even that felt a bit forced to me. I’m usually rolling my eyes when that happens in virtually every action film, “Here we go again…” It was probably around that time that I came across this quote from Hayao Miyazaki:

“I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.”

I agree with him wholeheartedly, especially since the majority of the examples in media portray a female character that is little more than a trophy to be won by the male lead for his derring-do. So Mako and Korra break the typical pattern and end up respecting, admiring, and inspiring each other. That is a resolution I am proud of.

However, I think there needs to be a counterpart to Miyazaki’s sentiment: Just because two characters of the same sex appear in the same story, it should not preclude the possibility of a romance between them. No, not everyone is queer, but the other side of that coin is that not everyone is straight. The more Korra and Asami’s relationship progressed, the more the idea of a romance between them organically blossomed for us. However, we still operated under this notion, another “unwritten rule,” that we would not be allowed to depict that in our show. So we alluded to it throughout the second half of the series, working in the idea that their trajectory could be heading towards a romance.

But as we got close to finishing the finale, the thought struck me: How do I know we can’t openly depict that? No one ever explicitly said so. It was just another assumption based on a paradigm that marginalizes non-heterosexual people. If we want to see that paradigm evolve, we need to take a stand against it. And I didn’t want to look back in 20 years and think, “Man, we could have fought harder for that.” Mike and I talked it over and decided it was important to be unambiguous about the intended relationship.

We approached the network and while they were supportive there was a limit to how far we could go with it, as just about every article I read accurately deduced. It was originally written in the script over a year ago that Korra and Asami held hands as they walked into the spirit portal. We went back and forth on it in the storyboards, but later in the retake process I staged a revision where they turned towards each other, clasping both hands in a reverential manner, in a direct reference to Varrick and Zhu Li’s nuptial pose from a few minutes prior. We asked Jeremy Zuckerman to make the music tender and romantic, and he fulfilled the assignment with a sublime score. I think the entire last two-minute sequence with Korra and Asami turned out beautiful, and again, it is a resolution of which I am very proud. I love how their relationship arc took its time, through kindness and caring. If it seems out of the blue to you, I think a second viewing of the last two seasons would show that perhaps you were looking at it only through a hetero lens.

Was it a slam-dunk victory for queer representation? I think it falls short of that, but hopefully it is a somewhat significant inching forward. It has been encouraging how well the media and the bulk of the fans have embraced it. Sadly and unsurprisingly, there are also plenty of people who have lashed out with homophobic vitriol and nonsense. It has been my experience that by and large this kind of mindset is a result of a lack of exposure to people whose lives and struggles are different from one’s own, and due to a deficiency in empathy––the latter being a key theme in Book 4. (Despite what you might have heard, bisexual people are real!) I have held plenty of stupid notions throughout my life that were planted there in any number of ways, or even grown out of my own ignorance and flawed personality. Yet through getting to know people from all walks of life, listening to the stories of their experiences, and employing some empathy to try to imagine what it might be like to walk in their shoes, I have been able to shed many hurtful mindsets. I still have a long way to go, and I still have a lot to learn. It is a humbling process and hard work, but nothing on the scale of what anyone who has been marginalized has experienced. It is a worthwhile, lifelong endeavor to try to understand where people are coming from.

There is the inevitable reaction, “Mike and Bryan just caved in to the fans.” Well, which fans? There were plenty of Makorra shippers out there, so if we had gone back on our decision and gotten those characters back together, would that have meant we caved in to those fans instead? Either direction we went, there would inevitably be a faction that was elated and another that was devastated. Trust me, I remember Kataang vs. Zutara. But one of those directions is going to be the one that feels right to us, and Mike and I have always made both Avatar and Korra for us, first and foremost. We are lucky that so many other people around the world connect with these series as well. Tahno playing trombone––now that was us caving in to the fans!

But this particular decision wasn’t only done for us. We did it for all our queer friends, family, and colleagues. It is long overdue that our media (including children’s media) stops treating non-heterosexual people as nonexistent, or as something merely to be mocked. I’m only sorry it took us so long to have this kind of representation in one of our stories.

I’ll wrap this up with some incredible words that Mike and I received in a message from a former Korra crew member. He is a deeply religious person who devotes much of his time and energy not only to his faith, but also to helping young people. He and I may have starkly different belief systems, but it is heartwarming and encouraging that on this issue we are aligned in a positive, progressive direction:

“I’ve read enough reviews to get a sense of how it affected people. One very well-written article in Vanity Fair called it subversive (in a good way, of course)… I would say a better word might be “healing.” I think your finale was healing for a lot of people who feel outside or on the fringes, or that their love and their journey is somehow less real or valuable than someone else’s… That it’s somehow less valid. I know quite a few people in that position, who have a lifetime of that on their shoulders, and in one episode of television you both relieved and validated them. That’s healing in my book.”

Love,

Bryan

What He Sees

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: angst, self doubt and self loathing, fan hate, fluff, mild smut

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: This is the SECOND fic for my 6k celebration and one year fic-i-versary. The line requested was, “You should be able to see that I’m 90% crap..” It will be highlighted in the fic. This is written for Steph, @torn-and-frayed Hope you like it, dear. Thanks for celebrating with me.

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I love foreign bands that write English lyrics, because they come up with such unique lines, and I really value that in music. For example:

Amaranthe (Swedish):
“We spin the world like a pinball machine”
“I’m like a satellite transmitting different eras”
“I hide, empower our remedy”

Dead by April (Swedish):
“Promise me to think of us, still bright, still colorful”

Volbeat (Danish):
“Feel the fire where she walks”
“Don’t look in her eyes, you might fall and find the love of your life”
“I sold my soul way down in the dirt, but I stole it back and forever in debt”
“Are the angels on their way? I’m in the dirt”

Oomph! (German):
“The me inside your second skin”
“Don’t you know the surgeon’s cut is like the fountain of youth?”

Scorpions (German):
“We eat the night, we drink the time”
“Here I am, rock you like a hurricane”
“If we’d go again all the way from the start”

H.I.M. (Finnish):
“Rip out the wings of a butterfly for your soul, my love”

Nightwish (Finnish):
“Taking us home where dust once was a man”
“You believe but what you see?”

Delain (Dutch):
“Underneath my tongue it hides”
“An error in my genesis”

One OK Rock (Japanese):
“It’s a mighty long fall when you thought love was the top”
“Shut down the sirens in our heads”

And then. AND THEN. There is System of a Down. And NOTHING even comes CLOSE to this shit:

“The kombucha mushroom people sitting around all day”
“When you lose small mind you free your life”
“We’re the cruel regulators smoking cigaro cigaro cigar”
“Sweet Danny and Lisa they take me away from”
Sweet berries ready for two, ghosts are no different than you"
“Fighting crime with a partner, Lois Lane, Jimmy Carter, why?”

And, of course,
“WAKE UP. GRABABRUSHANDPUTALITTLEMAKEUP.”

Will & Wolfgang

Originally posted by ludi-lin

  • Will is cop. Wolfgang is criminal
  • Will believes in justice and law. Wolfgang is like ‘fuck the law’
  • They are literally standing opposite from each other
  • But they share something in common and that is…they’ll protect the ones they care and love whatever the cost may be
  • AND THEY WILL NEVER GIVE UP
  • What I love about season 2 is it showed more interactions within the cluster. Each character brings different and interesting dynamics with other cluster members
  • I mean I adore every single connections that my babies have with each other, and that’s why I’m going to post about these relationships among characters
  • But I’d say that the relationship between Will and Wolfgang was one of my favorites. I’ve been dying to see them working together as a team. and here we are!
  • I think the fact that…even though they stand against each other when it comes to justice/law, they accept and understand one another for what they are, care for each other, and work together for their cluster – that’s what makes their relationship so complex and interesting

Favorite moments in season 2 (spoilers)

2x02 Who Am I?

@noelfshr

– that line right there. That made me fall in love with Wolfgang again! I think it also shows how deeply the cluster cares about each other. And hearing THAT from Wolfgang…it just explains everything. period.

– I mean come on. My babies, the cluster looking out for each other like family…it’s just…my God…it’s so beautiful. I can’t take it!!!!

2x03 Obligate Mutualisms & 2x11 You Want A War?

@rileybleu

– YES! YES! YES! This is exactly what I was hoping to see in season 2! Seeing them take in charge during Sun’s jailbreak and revenge on her brother. I mean they’re both used to these kind of situations, so no surprise, but still UGH!!! I was so excited to see them both working together!

2x08 All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet

Wolfgang: Will, no! Stop.

Will: This is our LAST chance!

Wolfgang: If they put bullet in you, it will be.

@davincisexual

– I really liked this moment because this time, it was Will who tried to get Whispers and got furious for it might be the last chance. And it was Wolfgang who stopped him. It’s quite surprising cause I would say, normally it’s reversed, you know.

– Normally it’s Wolfgang who’d try to do something reckless or dangerous, and Will would be the one stopping him saying things like “calm down first. There might be other ways. We’ll come up with something”. So it was great to see their roles kinda switched in that situation (it also showed how Wolfgang truly cares about his cluster member…btw I wish there’s a gif for that)

I don’t know how to describe their relationship in one word. At first, I was like “frenemies?” and then “nope. that’s not it” lol. I mean, literally, they are cop and criminal - which makes them enemies - but…THEY CARE FOR EACH OTHER! I MEAN THEY EVEN HAD SEX (in their minds)! lol.

Could you be my true love? Do you think that when we will meet, we could fall in love again? It’s got me thinking lately. You never left my mind and I just like to think it’s because, maybe, we belong together. Despite the distance, despite the differences between us; that despite it all we are destined to be together. Am I wrong?
—  L.N. | that one love that never really goes away
  • Voltage guy: yeah I'm not interested in dating or falling in love with anyone.
  • Me: ( aww why tho? U hot and I know I'm ugly but who the fuck cares man oh well *sigh* )
  • *7 EPISODES LATER*
  • Voltage guy: I am interested in a certain someone..
  • Me: hello....it's me.

[SUMMARY: Negan doesn’t allow his wife to work in the sanctuary on Valentine’s Day. Although she still tries to so that she can gain respect, Negan leaves the men with a warning so he could have her all to himself.]

Smut/Semi Fluff

Negan and Ebony.

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1:00 am: I’m still awake
1:01 am: you’re in my head
1:02 am: I think of your eyes
1:03 am: I smile
1:04 am: I try to sleep again
1:20 am: you’re still in my head
1:30 am: get out of my head
1:31 am: oh no! Stay
1:40 am: I can’t sleep
2:00 am: I think of your lips
2:30 am: I’m tired
3:00 am: you. you. you.
3:20 am: you’re in my heart
3:25 am: I love you so much
3:42 am: I finally fall asleep
Holding Out For a Hero - Doctor Strange x Reader [Fluff/slight angst]

Title: Holding Out For a Hero - Doctor Strange x Reader [Fluff/slight angst]

Request: “Oooh, okay, could you maybe do a fic with Strange with #’s 3&4 or one with #9? I usually make any requests in anon, but I’d love to be tagged in your Doctor Strange fics. Your writing is A+ Quality. Thank you.” by @trinswhimsy

Summary: This was also inspired by the song “Holding Out for a Hero” but specifically sung by Ella Mae Bowen, because in our moments of sadness and loneliness all we want is a hero to sweep us off our feet and save us, sometimes from ourselves.

Warnings: Unrealistic love expectations, slight angst, A LOT of fluff,

Word Count: 1993

A/N: DO LISTEN TO THE SONG WHEN READING: https://soundcloud.com/cheysharpe/ella-mae-bowen-holding-out

I loved writing this! I’m a sucker for romance, what can I say? 

Also, Strange uses magic to drive in this guys before anyone says that he can’t drive because of his hands. He uses magic to stop his hands from shaking, so that he can use them.

Oh yeah, and if you want to be tagged just reblog and say so! Or just leave a comment below :)

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Are you certain I can’t persuade you to have this conversation elsewhere, you complete dick?”

“So I said shag.” Harry looks around at the stunned lobby full of people. “That’s right, I said shag. I’m shagging him and I like it. Who here isn’t shagging somebody else who’s also here, hmm?”

Like magic, the lift dings at that moment, and who else makes a timely exit but Pansy Parkinson with her blouse buttoned wrong so that her bra shows and Ron, his hair sticking straight up and the goofiest glazed expression on his face that Harry has ever had the misfortune to see.

“See?” Harry gestures. Then he points around the room. “Gyffindor/Slytherin, Gryffindor/Slytherin, and okay,” he points at Luna practically dripping off Blaise’s cut torso, “Ravenclaw/Slytherin, but you get the idea.” Harry turns his attention to the room again. “Would anybody here care if I kiss this idiot?”

Harry doesn’t miss Hermione clasping her hands up to her face and bouncing.

“Bleeding hell, Potter, I’m not an idiot just because I didn’t know what this was! How the fuck am I supposed to know anyway?”

“Bloody well ask, you git!”

Draco plants his hands on his hips and leans in to shout in Harry’s face, “Oh and if I’d asked you, you’d just happily say—”

“That I think I could fall in love with you? Yeah, Malfoy, I would!”

“Well, so could I, plonker!”

“So could you what?”

“Fall in love with your stupid Gryffindor arse!”

Harry stops short. He parts his lips, but he finds no words to speak.

To his shock, Draco leans around him and addresses the room. “Everybody here all right with that?
—  Like a Star Across My Sky by lumosed_quill and sdk

craptaztic  asked:

Exposure

Going Up

Judy hadn’t known what to expect from life. But timelines are as uncertain as bridges to the stars, and she’s prepared to see where this one takes her. Almost. As long as he’s there with her.


I was going to make this platonic, but then I remembered that you loved Wildehopps, and I couldn’t deny you that.

But if you want the same prompt with a platonic plot, let me know!


She’s never had exposure to love. Real love. Not quite true- truth in itself was, by definition; accurate or exact. And they were neither of those things. Nick was sometimes too terse and she was sometimes too hopeful and they were a grab bag of will they won’t they and there wasn’t anything remotely true about the reality of them.

But it was honest and it was good, and she tentatively sidled into it with as much reserve as could be spared.

She asks him out. Tapping her feet on the underside of the dashboard and trying not to fiddle too badly with her radio. “Nick?”

He takes a left turn down fifth street and lets the wheel slide back through his paws. “Hmm?”

“Do you think you’d want to, uh…” tap tap tap go her feet- “we’ve been partners for a while.”

“One year,” he recounts almost lazily, his voice a twinge of summer days and sweet tea. “Or is it one and a half?”

“One and a quarter.”

“Tomato tomato.” He twists his head to give her that smirk. The one that always has her stomach in knots. Smirk number three out of his six smirk arsenal. “Why? You planning a party?”

“No. Uh- actually.” fiddle fiddle fiddle went her fingers- “I wanted to see what you’d think if I uh… asked you out?” A bunny of action was she, and beating around bushes had never been her specialty. Her arm was strong, but her morals were far too large to carry about sticks.

The silence after that is almost nauseating.

Nick is quiet. Taking the next right. Judy feels like she might vomit. Sorry, she wants to scream. God, she wants to barrel roll right out of their cruiser and duck into the sewers. Maybe she could live there forever! Become a hermit! Answer only to the call of the wild and tell no one about the mortifying moment where she asked her partner out in their cruiser.

Or… she could just be a big bunny, apologize, and then get home and bawl out her eyes the way she had at senior prom after she’d caught her date playing tonsil hockey with Jenny Clover.

“Nick-” she starts, her speech prepared with the twang of last words on her tongue-

“You know, Carrots, I ain’t a cheap date. Diamonds and flowers are all that really woo me. But if you’re willing to take a shot…”

The only thing that breaks her of her complete shock is smirk number five, and then she has to use every fiber in her tiny body to keep herself from throwing said tiny body across the dash and onto him. But she does well. Acadamy life trained her for this. And she sits in her seat, and gives a little wiggle of pleasure.

“I was thinking that Vegan place?”

“Sounds good.” He takes another right. “And I expect flowers.”

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there on a balcony in summer air

LOL I CANT COPE WITH SADNESS SO OBVIOUSLY I WROTE UTTERLY MEANINGLESS JAKE AND AMY WEDDING FLUFF INSTEAD OF ANYTHING USEFUL

TITLES FROM TAYLOR SWIFT, DAN GOOR CAN FIGHT ME PERSONALLY, I HOPE THIS SOOTHES EVERYONES SOULS A BIT LIKE IT SORT OF DID MINE

shoutout to @parlegee for proofreading, ur the number one

Considering how much the general universe seems to specifically have it out to ruin his life, Jake thinks that he’s been having a pretty amazing day so far.

Of course, it is his wedding day, so it’s inherently supposed to be a good one, unless he’s the generic fiance from all those rom coms who isn’t right for spunky Jennifer Garner and Matthew McConaughey is scheduled to burst through the doors roughly three hours ago yelling I object. Jake’s pretty sure that that movie doesn’t actually exist, but the concept of it is kind of terrifying, because what if he is Random Wrong Fiance No. 23, except instead of Matthew McConaughey ruining things, the ceiling falls in, or Amy gets abducted by aliens. Or worst, Charles gets abducted by aliens. Or even worst, Gina’s baby gets abducted by aliens.

That would definitely be the worst of all, Jake thinks, because Gina would never let any of them forget that her progeny was probably the youngest person ever to do space travel.

Jake’s point, he thinks, getting back on topic – he should really be concentrating on his dancing, because he and Amy nearly just crashed into Holt and his mom, which, wow, that’s making him emotional, look at the ceiling, Jake – God, anyways. There’s gotta be a rule, somewhere, is what Jake’s trying to say. A rule, somewhere in the universe, right, that wedding days are off limits for terrible awful no-good bad stuff to happen. If it’s not a rule already, he’s making it a rule.

Or like, maybe Amy could make it a rule, because she’s a Sergeant now, so she has more authority than him.

Something – something like that.

That being said, it’s not like the universe hasn’t tried to derail this monumentous occasion (yes Amy, monumentous is a word, I didn’t mean monumental, I looked it up on the dictionary app – yes a reliable one, no, my voice is not cracking like it does when I’m telling a lie –)

It’s not like there haven’t already been some hardcore attempts at day-derailing, is all he’s saying, so maybe the rule thing is just wishful thinking on Jake’s part. Thus far, from eight forty-two this morning all the way until exactly two minutes ago when Charles burst into tears over the remains of the wedding cake again, approximately five near-catastrophes have occurred. At least five. If not more. Jake can’t remember if there were more or less, so he makes a mental list, just to be sure.

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I don’t understand you. Dear my– what are we? I can’t call you my lover because I am not in love with you, but you’re in love with me. Is it because of the flowers? I just wanted you to feel pretty. I guess I’m not looking for commitment. I admit it. You are right. I am afraid to open up. Scared to take chances. The irony, right? Love is all I write about, but I run from it. Why did you have to fall for me? Conversations under the stars, it was perfect. Feelings fuck everything up! It complicates things. We are drifting apart and I am sorry. I guess a big part of my identity is just not ready for love. The good ole’ it’s not you, it’s me type of thing. Fucked up, right? I think you’re attached to me, the last time I felt that way– it broke me. I’m not ready for that. There’s too much earth out there. Too much of the unknown. I want to see myself happy by myself before I’m ever in love with anyone again– baby, won’t you forgive me? No always and forever this time. No more hurting. Just a coward trying to be brave.

Old Souls and New Colors (Lafayette x Reader x Peggy)

Words: 2500+

Warnings: Cursing, Sex Mentions

Request: Laf x Peggy x Reader Soulmate Au??

A/N: enjoy! (i tried my best?)


“Ah, the typical scenario: Boy meets girl, or guy, man falls in love with girl, girl finds out he’s not her soulmate. Disappointed, she spends the rest of her life thinking about him, even though they aren’t really meant to be together. And fluff and angst, weeks later, she calls him up again, and she forgives him. Not really a happy ending, until the credits roll, and we see her with him, or she finally sees her soulmate, and breaks it off with him. Am I right?”

Elizabeth stared at you, exasperated, “Honestly, how do you guess all of this? Are you a psychic? Is that black and white vision getting to you?” She asked, looking at you, “You know, I’m really sorry for your soulmate. You’re mean, and a jerk. Maybe they’re the same way.”

You laughed, buying the popcorn. Elizabeth insisted on going to the movies with you, although you would have rather went alone. You were best friends. she was the one to find her soulmate first. Alexander Hamilton. The man who would never shut up, no matter how much you tried to convince him.

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Let Me Touch Your Fire (3)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 1259

Warnings: Aaaaaaaangst. Like horrible life sort of backstory.

Summary: You’re a mutant who was experimented on by Stryker. He changed your mutation so instead of feeling others’ emotions and transferring emotions to them, you can now only transfer emotions and you feel nothing.

A/N: I have a final tomorrow what the fuck am I doing? Let me know if you want to be tagged. Also, Pietro is alive here.

Tagging: @imagine-that-100 @sexysamsungl @cassichaiser @sugakookiesandmochi

Permanent Tag List: @meganlane84 @mizzzpink @bringmetheemobands @kimistry27 @fireandicewillsuffice @vacam79 @amrita31199 @badassbaker @feelmyroarrrr @aekr @sexy-sea-basss @isaxhorror @actual-bucky-barnes-trash

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saw some quotes that could be a prompt for a langst fanfic?? who knows (these quotes are all from a prompt generator, here is the link, i just picked the quotes that I could see fanfictions and drabbles sprouting from)

-”I want to swim in the arctic ocean, feel the sting of the ice caressing my shoulders as I plunge further into the dark abyss.”

- “They really do make me happy. I wish I knew how to tell them.”

-”I had a feeling it would come to this, I just hoped you wouldn’t figure it out until the end.”

-”No. Not you. Anyone but you.”

-”You told me you loved me, but deep down we both knew your heart truly belonged to the sea.”

-”Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart and truly wonder if anyone will ever make sense of all that I am.”

- “Everyone’s dreaming, but I’m sleepless again.”

-”I’m screaming at my own silence.”

-”And you were the sun, everyone is invisible next to your brilliance, and I am just the empty space that let you shine.” (this one is mine lol)

-” They call it falling for a reason. There’s no safety net down below. There’s no parachute on your back. It’s training your heart. Teaching it to rely on the arms of another. The art of letting go. The art of losing the fear of what’s down below. There’s a beauty in the risk. The biggest gamble you can take. But the grand prize is more beautiful than you realize.”

anonymous asked:

Rfa+v+saeran cheating on the mc ? But they make up after a while :''>

☆o(><;)○ I don’t mind writing them cheating for angst purposes, but I am not going to write them getting back together.
Nothing against you, it’s just a personal pet peeve due to many failed relationships I’ve watched over the years. Don’t… Get back with someone who cheated on you. Odds are they’ll do it again, and think you’re just someone for them to fall back on.

Yoosung

- He loved you, he really absolutely did

- But… You always treated him like a kid. He was just a year younger than you! 

- He never really let it bother him much until he met a girl on the Shooting Star sever. I mean, it wasn’t anything new- A lot of his guild mates where girls and you knew that. But, she looked up to him? Treated him like he was a really strong guy?

- He appreciated it and didn’t really let it advance until she offered him some super rare items she had happened upon. Stuff he never ran into all his years of playing! 

- But if he wanted it… He had to send a few shirtless pictures.

- That wasn’t too bad, right? I mean, guys walked around without their shirts! I was normal…?

- But then she sends some back… And starts teasing him sexually… And before he can help it he’s already hard and straining against his jeans

- The two of you hadn’t even gotten to the kinky stuff yet in your relationship, and… Here he was getting it already.

- He didn’t even spend five minutes contemplating. He sent her a dick pic, got the item, and hurried offline to jerk off.

- The next day you came over, and he was just sweating the whole time. You asked him if he was sick, not feeling well, etc etc. He just brushed it off, made some flimsy excuse that even he knew you were suspicious of.

- But, you drop the subject. Start hanging around and playing your handheld while he does a raid in LOLOL

- After a while he’s completely immersed as you loosely wrap your arms around his shoulders, watching him play. Giving him little words of encouragement.

- When his group finishes, you kiss the top of his head and start pointing on the screen, talking about the cool loot he got

- And then he gets a whisper on the chat, and he doesn’t even have enough time to hide it before you read it

“That picture of yours kept me company over and over again last night, Yoosung. I came three times just from a dick pic alone~ What do you think sex with each other would be like? ;)”

- You lose it. He can’t even come up with an excuse- The message is way too explicit to even joke that it’s from some guy friend playing a prank.

- You’re just trying your best not to cry, demanding to know how long it’s been going on- Not believing the answers he says

- And why should you? 

- He doesn’t know what to do as you grab your stuff and slam the door shut behind you. He can’t even manage to get the guts to try following you.

Zen

- He loved you, you were his princess

- But a man had his needs, you know?

- He was worried about your relationship, how he felt like he couldn’t advance sexually with you, and he often voiced this to his make-up artist

- A woman he knew for years- Ever since he started working for this theatre.

- She was sweet, beautiful, and always listened to him. Hell, sometimes she’d be his drinking buddy if he needed one. (And damn could she nearly drink him under the table)

- Apparently, she didn’t have a lot of morals, though.

- And apparently, he hadn’t changed much from back when he was in that gang

- A drinking trip with some theatre buds turned into a weird bar date with his make-up artist.

- I mean… You didn’t know. You were home, cleaning…Possibly cooking… Just being too cute and simple. 

- Way too simple.

- After the both of them were buzzed, his complaints of you turned harsher, voicing his needs to be able to get off just once for fucks sake 

- And his make-up artist was more than willing to oblige. I mean, he was sculpted like a fucking god. Who wouldn’t want some of him?

- He came home reeking of beer and smoke- Lipstick on his neck and traveling lower. Hell, there were even traces on his lips.

- And he was way too buzzed and blissed out to care as you started crying, started asking what the hell happened

- He just rolled his shoulder, getting you off of him, and loudly proclaiming he was going to shower and go to bed

- When he got out, you were gone. But his phone lit up with a sexy text, and he still couldn’t be bothered to care about your absence. 

Jumin

- You really thought you had changed him. He showed his emotions more, he even treated Jaehee nicer. Hell, he even stopped pestering Zen so much.

- He treated you like a princess- A queen. Buying you so many things, letting you use his card for shopping trips. I mean, you didn’t beg for this to happen- He just shoved them on you and nearly begged you to go out to buy things. 

- You didn’t understand why he was so adamant, until you decided you didn’t feel like shopping one day and came home pretty early.

- You walked in to Elizabeth in her cage and was immediately confused. Jumin never put her in a cage? Unless he wanted to keep her away, but even then that was rare.

- Then you heard groaning from down the hall, and you felt your heart stop.

- You don’t know how you managed to get your legs to move, but you slowly stepped down the hall, taking a deep breath before peering into the bedroom

- Finding Jumin’s back shoved against the bed, being dominated by another man.

- You couldn’t help it, you let out a loud gasp- Some gross choked sound that caused both of them to stop and look towards the door- At you

- But you didn’t stand there long. You felt your eyes spill and you just darted out- Grabbing your phone and purse and booking it. You needed out- Needed somewhere to think. To breathe.

- Jumin let out a grumbled sigh as you left. He knew he should have locked the door- But he was too pent up- Too eager to finally get off for once.

- He heard the other man whistle and get ready to pull out, but Jumin harshly wrapped his legs around him.

- “I never said stop, did I?”

Jaehee

- I’m not going to sugar coat this- I have NO fucking idea how or why she would cheat on you. I even discussed it with a few friends and the most serious answer we could come up with is her cheating on you with coffee beans. orz

Seven

- He didn’t deserve you. He didn’t, and no matter how many times he told you this, you never listened

- Harsh nights of him pushing you away? You were right there beside him. Him trying to do a self-depreciating joke? You took it seriously and wrapped him in a hug of kind words.

- He felt so disgusting.

- He loved you, but he didn’t deserve you. He tried everything to let you know that, but you just blew it all off, like the wonderful person you were.

- So he finally resorted to this.

- He knew you were going to be home soon. He didn’t even attempt to hide what he was doing. 

- Just some random woman had hit on him. He actually tried being alluring for once, and it worked.

- So he took her back to his place, ignoring her comments on the security of his home.

- And took her right on the couch- The first thing you would see once you opened the doors

- He had it timed so well that you walked in right in the middle of it

- He heard bags drop, and you try to stifle some gasps as the woman he was fucking immediately scrambled out of his grasp.

- You just left. Didn’t even try to grab your things- You just up and left, while the other woman berated him for getting her caught up in such a mess.

- When they were both gone he just laughed. Just laughed to himself and regained his breath.

- Finally, you got that he didn’t deserve you.

V

- He wanted more pain. He just constantly felt guilt, and nothing but guilt, from being in a relationship with you

- You were so beautiful, so kind, so forgiving. You weren’t anything like he was used to.

- Being abused, being blamed, being a scapegoat. 

- No matter how loving you were to him, no matter what help he received, he just wanted the old relationship again. He wanted Rika.

- He couldn’t see that well, but what he could see he knew you looked nothing like her. Not even the same height or hair length.

- So… Behind your back he started seeing someone that reminded him more of her. Even how they met was nearly the same. She had long blonde hair, she was short and cute. God, she even nearly sounded the same.

- Maybe it was Rika coming back? A revenge of hers?

- He was just so hungry for that pain again- For his guilt to have a reason for existing. To have a reason to suffer for someone again.

- Amidst all of these emotions flooding back, he didn’t even think about you as he asked her out for coffee

- Didn’t even consider that you lived close by to the coffee shop they went to

- Didn’t even think you may walk by as he held her hand, leaning in close to drown in every word that spilled out of her mouth

- He jumped as he felt a water bottle slam into his shoulder. He couldn’t tell who did it, but as soon as he heard his date exclaim, he remembered he was still with you.

- He listened as you babbled through sudden strained sobbing, as you demanded to know what you did wrong, demanded to know what you lacked

- He didn’t speak. He just let you stand there and make a fool of yourself, let others stare and whisper, let his date shoo you away

- Hours later, when he came home, he wasn’t surprised to see it lacking your things. It was almost peaceful- Everything looks more minimalistic. His heart did ache, but he was so glad for that pain again

- He was glad he never took any pictures of you.

Saeran

- He hated how clingy you were. He hated how you just accepted all of his issues without any hesitation. 

- He was so fucked up. How could you not see that?

- You were so fucking stupid. So fucking stupid to think he could be in a relationship with you.

- He didn’t even try to hide him cheating. He was just slightly surprised it took you a week to notice, once he started the habit

- The habit of just fucking girls in hotel rooms, instead of attending any dates you set up for him

- The only way you found out was because he was answering a text he got on one of his throw away phones as you cuddled up to him. You saw the contact name, the sexual messages, and froze as he answered it like nothing was wrong

- “I. Is that? Was that?”

- “Yeah.”

- He was just so fucking tired of everyone treating him like he was so blameless, like he was a victim. No one considered that he just didn’t give a fuck, that he liked hurting people. Shoving them away.

- He didn’t deserve people giving him kindness, and he wasn’t afraid to show that.

- You just slowly got out of the bed, trying your best not to cry as he ignored you. After a few sniffles, you grabbed your purse and left. 

- No texts, no nothing. Just the occasional Saeyoung pissed off at him for once.

- Whatever. At least he was getting laid.


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