i think you just lost

anonymous asked:

everyone who meets harry: harry is a natural born star there's just something effortlessly magnetic about him he's just so special on his own without even trying. harry's team: you know what we should do? fabricate an intricate fake image built on nothing but lies to make harry seem like the heterosexual rockstar i wish i was when i was younger.

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I always believed that Black Sails is about Flint’s tragedy. But the more I think about it and the more I recapitulate the whole series, I come to realization that it’s actually about Silver’s tragedy.

Some thoughts I had about a possible spin on FE Heroes

  • Askr is some sort of pseudo Valhalla where heroes are summoned after they die in their original worlds 
    • They don’t retain all of their memories upon being summoned, so they don’t remember passing away 
    • The heroes’ appearance don’t necessarily indicate the age they died, but rather how others remember them as throughout legend 
      • really i just don’t want to think about certain characters dying so young ;_;
  • The Askrians may be aware they’re disrupting the dead in order to stop an opposing empire. What gives them the right to do this? Why not leave the dead in peace?
    • They probably wouldn’t tell the heroes straight up “Hey we know you’re RIP but we need you to fight for us”
    • What if they withheld this information from the heroes? They spun a lie of “summoning” to cover up the fact that what they’re doing more closely resembles necromancy
    • Kiran (the summoner) may or may not be aware of this
    • Anna has a quote that says heroes still “feel pain–just as we do”; maybe the lie is also a small act of mercy for the heroes?
  • The Emblian Empire summons heroes too for their own selfish goals, but that shouldn’t make the Askrians ideologically pure by default. Both sides are wrong in what they’re doing

every westallen scene ever (124/?)

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.



it hurts until it doesn’t pt. 1

Pairing: Reader x Yoongi

Genre: Angst, smut

Word Count: 5.5k

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

part 1 part 2

You could feel your phone start to vibrate deep in the pocket of your coat as you fumbled with your keys and trying to balance your grocery bags in your hands. “Fuck.” You mumbled as the sounds of a bag ripping echoes through the hallway. By the time you managed to save your bananas and unlock your front door your phone had stopped.

The game of phone tag had been going on since Yoongi left for his work trip the week before and you hoped that when you called him back that he would still be on the other line. But your heart sank when the line kept ringing, only to have him pick up at the last second.

“Hey babe.” He said flatly. The syllables running off his tongue as if his thoughts were on autopilot.

You sank down in your chair, preparing for another conversation where neither of you actually say how you’re really feeling. Speaking in empty words to continue to pretend that things were still going strong between the two of you. “How is the album coming along?” You asked as you always do when Yoongi is away for work.

Yoongi sighed through the line and you could almost see him running his fingers through his messy hair, “The album is done. I’m just wrapping up the last of the mixing. I’m catching a flight home tomorrow”

Even through all the awkwardness your heart still skipped a beat at the mention of the word home. “Do you want me to pick you up?” You asked, trying to mask the hopefulness in your voice.

He paused, and you held your breath hoping that maybe he would have changed his mind, “No, it’s okay. My flight won’t be getting in until late and I don’t want you to have to take the train by yourself. I’ll just catch a cab home”

You couldn’t remember the last time he let you pick him up from the airport. You remembered how your heart used to race when he would text you that he landed. Even if Yoongi was only gone for a few days seeing him come down the escalators was enough to send your heart into a tailspin, “Oh, okay. Will you let me know when you’ve boarded and when you get in? Just to make sure you’re safe”

Yoongi’s yawn echoed through the phone, “I will. But I should get back to work. I love you”

“I love you too” were the only words that escaped your lips before the line on the other end went dead.

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winifred burkle + breaking your heart in a million tiny pieces

“ And I’ll be careful. I’ll even be dull, boring. Cross my heart.“

Breaking Point / Montgomery de la Cruz

Words: 1441

You didn’t want to be at Bryce Walkers’s house. You would prefer to be literally anywhere but there right now.

Despite your reservations, you had given into your boyfriend who spent all day trying to convince you to join him and your friends tonight.

You hadn’t felt like yourself for a while now, you’d started to have some terrible feelings rise within you whenever you shut your eyes. Something wasn’t right, everything just felt wrong.

Your body was numb most of the time and you knew something was happening inside your head-something was trying to get out, be unleashed or unlocked, you couldn’t put in into words.

Trying to explain it to Monty…that just wasn’t working. Whether it was the way you had tried to word what was going on or simply his disinterest-it just wasn’t getting through to him that you weren’t yourself.

While everyone sat around the table playing their card game and betting their money-you stood off to the side, watching them all joke around and seem to have a good time.

You had no desire to join in, you didn’t want to be there in the first place-but if you were going to be there within the proximity of Bryce Walker, you would not be participating in their games.

You had felt uneasy around Bryce for a while now…but you couldn’t begin to explain why. He was-is-your friend, you didn’t have a reason not to feel safe around him…

Monty had noticed your lack of involvement and tried to get you to play, “Come on (Y/N),” he grins, holding out an arm. You push yourself off the wall and move towards him, letting him pull you on to his lap. “Show ‘em how it’s done,” he smirks, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you balanced.

Your head shifts so you were facing him as you lean against his chest, “I really don’t feel like playing,” you whisper.

Something about your tone must have hit him, “You okay?”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes, he realises now that something is wrong, you think to yourself. “I don’t know,” you mumble sincerely, just as lost with what was going on as he currently is.

“How about I finish this hand and then we go, yeah?” he asks just as quietly.

You nod and kiss his cheek in gratitude, “Will you cuddle with me?” you question innocently, grasping his hand that was around you.

His chuckles send vibrations through your body, “Anything you want.”

“I like the sound of that,” you smile, turning back to the table.

When the game was finally over, Monty took your hand and guided you to the backyard, “What’s going on?” he asks, genuine concern spreading over his features.

“I have tried to talk to you about it,” you frown.

Monty’s face fills with regret, “I know, baby…and I’m sorry I haven’t been taking this seriously. But I need you to tell me what’s going on in your head,” he insists, moving his hands to your hips as yours remain crossed. “Please, it’s important.”

Your frown deepens at his insistence, “Why now? Why are you so worried about me now?”

Impatience flashes across his face, “(Y/N), please.”

Before you could answer, Bryce interrupts you both-entering the conversation, “And what are you two lovebirds doing out here?” he smirks, taking a drink from the beer in his hand.

Monty groans, his irritation coming to surface, “Could you give us a minute?” he snaps, his grip on you tightening.

Bryce lifts his hands in surrender but his smirk doesn’t waver, “Don’t shoot the messenger, dude. I’m just here to let you know that Zach’s setting up the-”

“Actually,” Monty says, cutting his friend off, “we’re going to head off now.”

His hands leave you as he takes a step back, giving Bryce the opportunity to wrap his free arm around your shoulder. “Already?” he asks. “It’s still so early,” he continues, oblivious to your now rigid body that had frozen at his touch.

Monty easily picked up on your discomfort and his expression hardens, “Let go of her,” he demands. Bryce raises an eyebrow as Monty’s glare hardens, “Now!”

You flinched at his tone and advert your eyes, hating to see him so angry. You notice the others had joined your trio outside and here hesitantly approaching.

The weight around your neck disappears and you subtly take a step closer to Monty and away from Bryce. “Chill, man,” he laughs.

Monty’s demeanour still doesn’t settle as he pulls you into his side, “Don’t ever touch her again,” he dictates.

Your brow furrows as you look up at him, taking in his expression, but he doesn’t meet your eyes-his never waving from Bryce.

Bryce who now had a cold expression etched on his face. “You know what you’re doing?” he questions, crossing his arms.

Monty nods, determination filling his face, “Yeah I do. Something I should have done months ago.”

“You really want to do that?”

You couldn’t be more confused, but your stomach dropped at their words, “Monty?” you ask quietly, tugging on his shirt.

Your boyfriend ignores you as Zach steps closer, “You two should calm down,” he recommends. “I think you should both just cool off, yeah?”

“Stay out of this Dempsey,” Monty growls. “It’s over, Bryce. You need to own up to what you did.”

He scoffs, “And I suppose you think she’ll just let you off the hook, eh?”

“Monty,” you whisper, “what’s going on?”

Finally, he glances down at you, “I’m sorry,” he mumbles. “I should have told you.”

“Told me what?” you ask, causing him to wince at your sudden emotionless voice. Stepping out of his hold, you refuse to lose eye contact with him, “Told me what?” you repeat.

“This does not need to happen,” Zach comments, taking another step closer to the three of you.

“Maybe it does,” Alex speaks up.

“If somebody doesn’t tell me what’s going on, I swear-”

“Nothing’s going on, sweets,” Bryce says.

“Don’t fucking talk to her!” Monty yells. “You can’t ever fucking touch her or speak to her again,” he continues, his tone firm.

“Just tell me what’s going on!” you scream, feeling the tears pool in your eyes.

“Go on,” Alex encourages.

“Alex,” Zach growls.

“We should go,” Monty decides, reaching out to take your hand but you snatch it away from him.

Tell me.”


“Just tell me!”

“Because he fucking raped you!”

You felt as though everything was caving in.

Raped you. He raped you. Bryce Walker raped you.

It wasn’t sinking in. You knew it was the truth, you knew it was…you felt it with everything inside you you-it made sense. The missing time, the hazy memories, the unsettling feeling. It all made so much fucking sense.

Everyone had fallen silent, but no one seemed to be surprised by Monty’s words.

You felt dizzy, almost, as you shifted drunkenly on your feet. You saw Bryce step forward in your peripheral vision, muttering something to your boyfriend who only shoved him away before trying to attack him.

You stood idly to the side, not hearing anything that was being said between the boys around you.

“You all knew,” you whisper, being unheard by them all. “You all knew!” you scream, your voice scratchy and forced. “You all fucking knew and did nothing! None of you bothered to tell me! To tell anyone,” you cry, taking a step back from them all now you had their attention.

Monty had tried to move closer to you, wanting to pull you into his arms and shield you from all the pain-but you could only glare that the boy you thought you could trust.

“How could you?” you whisper, directing the question at him-beyond mad at him for not being honest, for not telling you.

You were mad and disappointed and you felt somehitng just…break inside of you.

You couldn’t stand there and be surrounded by your friends who had lied to you and hidden this from you.

You couldn’t stand there and see your boyfriend who had known the truth and never said anything, who let you suffer in silence filled with confusion and pain.

You couldn’t stand there and see the boy who assaulted you, who broke you and who left you so empty.

Shaking your head, you felt your tears slip down your face, “I can’t do this,” you whisper, pushing past them all before taking off into a sprint-trying to leave it all behind you, wishing it wouldn’t ever catch up with you again.

i don’t interact with this fandom anymore but i will say this:

if you’re a g/ntama blog with lots of followers you have an even bigger responsibility to protect minors from harm; that means recognizing that crapikagu (okik@gu) IS pedophilia/abuse and ignoring this and allowing it to happen by reblogging fanworks or following people who ship them is only creating a safe space for pedophiles.

I Want To Know You

Request: “Hi! could you write a imagine where the reader moves to hogwarts from ilvermormy and Remus falls for her like he takes her on a tour of the school and he’s being very confident when he talks to her because I feel like Remus can be such a confident little shit when he wants to be and he really wants to impress the reader, I hope this is enough!!”

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

“Shit shit shit.” Remus mumbled to himself while running down the stairs, his coffee sploshing around in his cup. To his relief, as he rounded the corner, he saw the new first years only just exiting the Great Hall with their excited smiles and restless momentum.

“You’re late.” A white-haired boy grumbled, his arms crossed while he counted the children’s heads, not bothering to even look up.

“No, it appears I’m right on time, Lucius.” Remus grinned, trying to calm his burning lungs so that his panting wasn’t as obvious.

“Well you missed out on being assigned to a group.” He said. “Perhaps you could assist the new girl in our year instead.”

“New girl?” He frowned.

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Oh also there’s a war going on in the spirit world over Watanuki’s eye or something and I totally forgot to talk about it BUT I’M SURE IT’LL BECOME SUPER RELEVANT SOON SO IT’S FINE. 




i’m beginning to realize how subconsciously uncomfortable i am in my own body and also super envious of all the girls that’ve found self love being exactly the shape they are, because i’m still sitting here stressing over not being a perfect model body, and still trying to love myself despite that

Camren was never real?

So.. we all know Lauren tweeted this

Once again, I got up with a new surprise this morning. Lol.. A lot of things going around on social media after Lauren tweeted this, including this.

I got a lot of asks telling about being disrespectful and stuff. Lol, I never engage in those tags or trend though. Not even the moment when Lauren came out as bisexual and “THANK YOUU” was trending. I never even tag Camila and Lauren on Camren stuff since it will make them uncomfortable. But I have the right to ship who I wanna ship. If you think my ship has sunk, well no, it’s just lost in the middle of nowhere. LOL

Anyway, maybe I’ve said it before that I don’t trust media anymore. But, I’ve already posted on my Instagram one week after that Dec 18, 2016 incident that I don’t trust the girls’ words anymore, including their post, tweets, status. Actually I only like Snapchat, cause that’s where we can see them behind-the-scene and where they can be themselves. If the girls can’t act and are really bad actors until their team needs to manipulate them, then a place where they can express themselves freely is the place where they become who they really are. The thing is we know that ever since Lauren admitted that she posted on the wrong snapchat, the girls have more than 1 account: a public one and a private one. The public snapchat is still somehow “controlled” though, like when they came to Spain, we can clearly hear Camila trying to teach the girls Spanish in the background, but Camila’s face wasn’t recorded on the Snapchat.

In conclusion, I don’t buy Lauren’s words 100% since it’s easy to manipulate what you write rather than expressing them through your face, just like it’s easier to bully people behind computer. BUT, there is a slightest bit of truth in it. We always know Lauren is so defensive when it comes to Camren. Meanwhile, Camila always plays it cool. Lauren values privacy a lot. That’s why she said it was “invasive, scary, delusional, disrespectful”. I admit… CSI are really great, smart, and skillful. Applause to them really. But, sometimes Camren’s every move even if it’s just accidentally, CSI are able to capture it and dig on it. They have really nice eyes and ears. CSI are better than FBI sometimes when it comes to Camren investigation. But, the one that is disrespectful are the ones who actually make manips and tag them, comment “Camren is real” on every post they make, then attack Lucy as well especially during the leaked photos. This is what I meant on my answer to those asks below this post (which I stop answering) by being disrespectful and crossing boundaries. Attacking Lucy and sending her hate words and shading her are disrespectful. You know, I also admire how strong Lucy is. She is such a badass with a strong heart. Camren shippers keep attacking her, but she doesn’t give a damn about it.

Back to me not really trusting what are posted by the girls anymore. I found this on my note on the previous post of “Laucy VS Camren”. I find it very interesting cause it sums up everything about why I don’t trust even the girls’ accounts anymore sometimes.

Credit to @jabba1988

This is a really good point-of-view cause I didn’t think this far. When I first read this comment, suddenly I remember about “The sun dies everyday to let the moon shine”. Lauren is the sun and Camila is the moon.

0.21 - 0.26 Lauren said, “Sun.. I love the sun”

1.55 - 2.00 Camila said her favorite emoji was the moon one

7.05 - 7.55 Camila said she related herself more to the moon

Then, there is this

@jabba1988‘s point-of-view is another point-of-view for me. Because for me, Camila was the one sacrificing herself to let Lauren shine after Camila left. Well, right now everything is possible. So, this is valid as well and I find it very interesting.

But what I wanna stress is his/her last paragraph on the comments (sorry I don’t know your gender). This whole drama is actually just the continuation of Lauren coming out as bi in November 2016. The photoshoot and the article are part of it. They just wait for the right time to release it. Anyway, why didn’t they release it on 18th? I thought 18th was the cursed date? LOL.. But on the bright side out of all of this, BRAVO! Once again, Harmonizers made a trend, even if actually the trend is disrespectful =.=“ But this is the proof. Just throw out something scandalous or something that creates drama, Harmonizers will make a trend out of it. Just like how Harmonizers made 5 trends at the same time when Lauren was caught in the airport for carrying weeds in her bag. We keep proving them right that this fandom has so much power, yet are so gullible.

Aside from that though, I’m interested more to the other tweets.

Don’t you realize that she just warned us “Don’t believe everything that the media says” in the most subtle way possible. Wake up, guys! This is an entertainment industry. The purpose is to entertain people. Sometimes, when your song is not selling enough, then you sell something that entertain people to attract people’s attention and say, “Hey, we are actually a girl group and we have this song. Check it out!” in the most indirect way.

But apart from how fucked up music industry is, I don’t get why people only see Lauren as a sexy person with a really good and sexy body and pretty eyes and face. I admire her even beyond that. I admire how she stands up for what she believes in. I admire how she encourages people to speak up and reminds us everyday that our voices matter. I admire how she fights for immigrants and people in color. I admire how she values women. I admire how she treats her fans. I admire how she speaks with such intelligence cause her mind is like a library. I admire her minds and the way she thinks. I don’t get it. For people who only sees Lauren for her body, then they definitely need to stalk Lauren and read articles about her and educate themselves about Lauren.