i want to explain it but i have no words

Imagine buying Newt a new bow-tie before he leaves to go back to England.

Imagine the hurt on his face when he takes it from your hand, because he never thought he’d mean that much to anyone before. Living in the shadows of his brother has injured his self-confidence so much that he starts crying when you give it to him. Some moments felt like maybe only his creatures could care for him so adoringly.

Imagine him staring at it before tearing up, and he has to explain, “You didn’t have to. I—” He stops and clears his throat. What he wanted to finish was with, ‘I don’t deserve such gratitude.’ Wiping his eye with the back of his hand, he looks around for something to distract his train of emotions.

You can see the words on his facial expression, and you take a step forward. Hesitantly, at first before standing in front of him. He shuffles from foot to foot before glancing up at you, his fingers tracing the fabric of the bow-tie. For such a mundane exchange, he was getting far too emotional. You smile gently, cupping his shoulder, “I wanted to. It’s a gift… And if you ever wear it, I want you to remember what you did for us, for…” You took a deep breath in, and the chilly dock air stung your lungs, “For me… As sentimental and selfish as it is, I guess I don’t want you to forget about me.”

Those words rattled inside of him as he snapped the small box containing the bow-tie shut before shuffling into his beautiful jacket. Newt smiled at the object as it disappeared there, before directing his grin at you. “I’ve nothing to thank you with, that seems inconsiderate now…” You shrugged your shoulders, watching him reach down to grab his case before snapping one of the open prongs shut. He laughed quietly to himself, before feeling the sudden roll of sadness, “I’ve nothing for you but a few words. Those being, you’ll see me again someday. When my book is done, I’ll come visit you. Now that I’ve encountered New York, I doubt I could stay away for much long. The excitement sort of… Grows on you.”

“I look forward to it, Mr. Scamander.” You chuckled, “Don’t be too long.”

“Heavens no, I’d miss it too much.” Newt joked back, taking a few steps backwards to step onto the ship. 

“Good luck.” You said loud enough for him to hear. Something crackled in your voice as you spoke, something that Newt had caught onto and made him pause his motions.

“And to you, (Name).” Newt replied and reached into his pocket to trace the thin box you had given him only minutes ago. He had always hated saying goodbye, because some where more permanent than others; whether intentionally or unintentionally. He turned, his back now facing you. But alas, it was only a few paces forward he got in before turning around to look at you once again. As if in this very second, he needed one more glance to remember what you looked like, what your expression was, what your eyes appeared to be showing. He needed to remember these things. 

He falls, defeated to his emotions and takes the few paces forward once again to stand in front of you. Surely, it was an action you weren’t expecting and the physical closeness of his body was greater than it was before. “I couldn’t leave without asking something, (Name).” You raised your eyebrows, “It’s nothing bad!” He defended to your surprised face, “I just wanted to know if… When-” He changed his words quickly, “When I come back to New York, may I repay you for buying me a new bow-tie?”

This question made you laugh. Throwing your head back, tears finally trickled from your eyes and cascaded down your cheeks as you nodded in response, “That sounds fair.”

“I look forward to it.” Newt gave you a half smile, reaching a hand forward and wiping away your tears. You relished in the last bit of slow affection he dared give you before whispering quietly to you, and only to you, “Only a little while. I’ll pay you back, I do promise. and I am quite good at standing by promises I’ve made.”

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I hope you guys liked that, because I had fun writing it! Reblogs and likes as always, are appreciated! Thank you, have a good one!

It’s been a year since and a half since I came to Korea and in that time I’ve met many amazing people. EXO’s Lay hyung is a representative of those people. He is a great dancer and singer, but other than thatLay hyung has his own charm that can not be explained through words. I also want to have my very own charm one day.

You know, I have actually thought about this moment. A lot. What would Jess say to me if I ever saw him again? I mean, he just took off, no note, no call, nothing, how could he explain that? And then a year goes by. No word, nothing, so he couldn’t possibly have a good excuse for that, right? I have imagined hundreds of different scenarios with a hundred different great last parting lines, and I have to tell you that I am actually very curious to see which way this is going to go. You wanted to talk, so talk. What do you have to say to me?

                                                                        I love you.

Back Massages

Pairing: Dylan x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2393

Warnings: unprotected sex, explicit language

Authors Note: I’m really excited about this one! There will also be a part two that I’ll have to start working on! I want to thank @thelittlestkitsune for mentioning to me for this to be sinful and giving me a few pointers! A HUGE thanks goes to @smutandahalf for reading this over plenty of times and helping me express what I was saying better and helping on a few parts I didn’t know how to explain. 

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You know, I have actually thought about this moment. A lot. What would Jess say to me I ever saw him again? I mean, he just took off, no note, no call, nothing, how could he explain that? And then a year goes by. No word, nothing, so he couldn’t possibly have a good excuse for that, right? I have imagined hundreds of different scenarios with a hundred different great last parting lines, and I have to tell you that I am actually very curious to see which way this is going to go.You wanted to talk, so talk. What do you have to say to me?

 I love you.

i love you. god i love you. you are literally this person i never imagined that i would get to meet. you are so wonderful i can’t even express it in words and sometimes that’s a bit frustrating but i think it’s pretty rad that you go far beyond words. you can’t be explained in just a few sentences and metaphors strung together. but you are this lovely human that i get to know and i am so grateful for that. you are so effortlessly kind and compassionate and strong willed. oh god. how could anyone not fall in love with you the moment they meet you? i have no idea how anyone could feel anything but pure happiness around you. you know how people have that one person they want to call whenever they get news? or when they’re having a bad day and there’s that one person who makes it feel so much more weightless? or that person that you can’t even believe you came across in this lifetime but you’re so incredibly happy that you did? that’s you. you’re that person for me. you make me smile until my cheeks hurt. you make my heart beat so fast. you give me so many butterflies, i feel like a little kid with this big silly crush on a boy. i love you so much my heart cannot even contain it. just being around you is the greatest thing. whether we sit there and talk about whatever is on our hearts, whether we sit in complete silence, whether we just listen to the music playing - everything is so much more beautiful when i’m with you. i want to see the world with your hand in mine. i want to go to art museums in different cities. i want to go to concerts. i want to go on road trips with no destination. i want to stay up to watch the sunset, and then stay up even later to catch the sunrise. but i also want to lay in bed all day with you. i want to watch your favourite movies. i want to lay there on your chest and just listen to you sing. i have never had someone in my life who i wanted to really explore or do life with until i met you. this feels like what a first love is supposed to feel like. new and exciting, not toxicity and lies. there is so much love i don’t even know what to do with all of it. i know things aren’t always easy. i know sometimes things hurt. i know it can be scary. but it’s beautiful. it’s always beautiful. i know you’ve been hurt. so have i. you deserve the entire world and i want to give you that. i need you to know that i love you with everything i am and everything i have. i need you to know that i’m not going anywhere. you’re stuck with me. i will be here for you on good days when everything feels light and i will be here for you on bad days when everything feels dark and heavy. i’ll be here supporting you. cheering you on. through everything. i’m your number one fan and i always will be. you’re the strongest and most intelligent person i know and i’m so excited to be able to be by your side while you take on your dreams. and no matter what happens, i’ll always cheer for you. i will always love you. if the future doesn’t have us together, just know that i will look back and just smile. because you’re this special person that exists at the same time as me and i somehow got lucky to be yours. so if things don’t work out, just know that somewhere out there, there’s an alternative universe where we ended up together and that’s enough for me. and i love you. i love you i love you i love you. that will never change.
—  i’m in love with you and i don’t want to be anything else
I don’t know why, but whenever my friends would ask me if I love you, I get lost in track as if my mind had stopped functioning for a moment. Lumps form in my throat and it feels as if the air has escaped my lungs as I try my hardest to find the right words because I don’t want my answer to be just “yes”. I want them to know that my mornings aren’t bright without hearing your voice. I want them to know how I find it hard to breathe whenever you’re sad. How do I tell them that you’re the reason why I’d choose to stay awake instead of slumber, that even if I haven’t slept a wink I can still manage to do things as if I have slept for more than 8 hours? How do I explain to them that in between the sighs and exhales, you exist? That I don’t want you to remain forever spilled on these blank pages or lingering thoughts everytime I will hear your name. How do I tell them that no words could desribe the feeling of how your laugh had always sent chills down my spine? You turned my flaws into parts that I have learned to love and not even the word “yes” could justify the reason why I love the person I could never have.

Hey guys I just wanted to explain this,

This is a list of all the players that HAVE to be protected by their current teams going into the expansion draft with vegas. This means they hold no move clauses or otherwise wording of their contract does not allow them to go to vegas. 

These players DO count towards their limited protect player spots. There are two ways to protect players:

7 Forwards, three defensemen and 1 goaltender


8 skaters and 1 goaltender.

But don’t be too worried because this is not the final list. I do not believe anybody can be added to the list however players can be taken off. For instance, the penguins would be in a tight spot because they would want to protect Murray instead of Fleury but they would HAVE to protect Fleury in this position. MAF can waive his no-move clause at any point making him draft eligible. 

And another reason not to be worried about this list. All players in their rookie and sophomore years are exempt from the draft. That includes McDavid, Marner, Matthews, Nylander, Eichel, ect. I do believe Matt Murray does not count because it’s my understanding that the AHL is also considered “professional” (the specific line says first and second year professionals and does not specify NHL).

And Players who have “career ending” injuries but who are still under contract will not be eligible. This will take off players like Nathan Horton leaving the leafs with plenty of movement. 

If you have any other questions i went more in depth with the expansion draft here or you can send me an ask!

Spring Awakening Songs Explained
  • Mama Who Bore Me: Give Me Sex Ed
  • Mama Who Bore Me Reprise: Give Us Sex Ed
  • All That's Known: Oppressed White Boy Wants Education
  • Bitch of Living: But Why Am I not Having Sex Right Now?
  • My Junk: I Masturbate Over You
  • Touch Me: Everyone is Lonely and Horny
  • Word of Your Body: Pain Kink
  • The Dark I Know Well: Sexual Abuse (I couldn't make this one funny)
  • And Then There Were None: Fuck the Only Person Left Who Cares About Me
  • Mirror Blue Night: Very Poetic Masturbation Sequence
  • I Believe: Church Kink
  • The Guilty Ones: We Sinned Instead of Going to Church
  • Don't do Sadness/Blue Wind: Please Don't Kill Yourself Moritz
  • Left Behind: Goddamit Moritz
  • Totally Fucked: Grown Ups Really Suck In Case You Couldn't Tell Already
  • Word of Your Body Reprise: Pain Kink Gay Edition
  • Whispering: Babies Make Everything Better
  • Those You've Known: All My Friends Are Dead
  • The Song of Purple Summer: We Know This Song is Meaningful But it Just Sounds High
How to deal with your borderline's feelings of abandonment: a guide for outsiders

1. If they confront you about their fears, usually all they want to hear are those four glorious words. “I’m not abandoning you”
2. Since we borderlines are class-A overanalysers, then go into detail. You have reassured that they are wrong and you are not abandoning them. Now is the time to explain. “I was just hanging out with friends” “I needed to get coffee with [this person] because I needed to talk to them about something.” “I haven’t seen this person in a long time. It was nice to catch up”
3. Since jealousy is a main characteristic of someone with borderline, proceed to reaffirm the person. “Besides, we hung out two days ago” “we have plans tomorrow remember?” “I was hoping to make plans with you over the break remember?”

These are positive ways to reaffirm and reassure a borderline with abandonment issues.

The Types as Princess Bride Quotes
  • {as interpreted by whatsoeverthingslovelyandstuff and myself}
  • INFJ: "As you wish."
  • ENFJ: "Let me explain... No, there is too much, let me sum up."
  • INFP: "This is true love; you think this happens every day?"
  • ENFP: "Bye bye boys!" "Have fun storming the castle!"
  • INTJ: "You mean you wish to surrender to me? Very well, I accept."
  • ENTJ: "We've just sucked one hour of your life away. Tell me... how do you feel?"
  • INTP: "You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means."
  • ENTP: "I challenge you to a battle of wits!"
  • ISFJ: "Anybody want a peanut?"
  • ESFJ: "Get some rest. If you haven’t got your health, you haven’t got anything." (After Humperdinck’s famous "I’m swamped" line.)
  • ISFP: "I'm not a witch, I'm your wife!"
  • ESFP: "Mawwiage. That bwessed awwangement, the dweam wiffin a dream... and wuv, too wuv..."
  • ISTJ: "He's only mostly dead. There's a huge difference between being mostly dead and being all dead."
  • ISTP: "I always think everything could be a trap, which is why I'm still alive."
  • ESTP: "What is this? Are you trying to trick me? ...Ewww. Is this a kissing book?"

I was at the end of my first of three years of acting school in London, and one day for no reason I lost the ability to speak. For three months, I couldn’t talk. For three months I couldn’t say one miserable sentence. And neither doctors nor electroencephalograms have ever been able to explain to me what really happened. What I can tell you is that I arrived at a moment of such great frustration and desperation that it led me to want to take my own life. […] But this pain began to feel a bit less heavy when I saw my pain, the exact same type of pain, reflected in the works of art of others. In plays, movies, paintings. Little by little, I began to see my pain and read it in poems. The words of the poets began to fill my silence. It became the only form in which I felt like I could express my emotions. Art became something alive.  

Karla Souza, Tedx Talk

Come Through

COME THROUGH — send me your location. let’s focus on communicating ‘cause i just need the time and place to come through. send me your location. let’s ride the vibrations ‘cause i don’t need nothing else but you! ( location, khalid )

REQUEST — the reader, jughead’s younger sister, and archie like each other but have never acted on it. after the death of jason, both boys grow very protective of her.


CAUTION — graphic description of death; alcohol consumption.

NOTES — i just wanna take the chance to explain that any time i make a reader the sibling of a character it will rarely be by blood. it’s very easy to forget that not every fan’s white, and the last thing i want is for poc to feel excluded, so sometimes the reader could be a half-sibling or adopted or whatever i come up with so as to not isolate anyone. also, i don’t know if riverdale!jughead has a baby sister like comics!jughead does, but i included jellybean anyway because for real, how cute would it be if all the siblings had nicknames? juggie, jelly, and the reader as juicy? that’s so cute! lastly, i wrote this before the new episode, so jughead’s home life is tv show!canon-divergent but comic!canon. ( requests: open + i am in desperate need of some f/f )

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Here is Luke, wearing a jedi robe.

I wonder who told him the jedi wear robes? I bet it was Obi-wan.

Because he is Obi-wan *dramatic shrugging off of robes* Kenobi.

So here’s how it went.

Luke: *looking for clothes after rotj* hmm, I wonder what the jedi wore? 

Luke: *picks up outfit* eh, I guess this’ll have to do.

 Force ghost Obi-wan: *appears* robes.

Luke: what?

Force ghost Obi-wan: roooobessss!

Luke: okaaaay *continues to go pay*

Force ghost Obi-wan: *moans* robes.

Luke: you’re going to have to use more words, Ben, if you want me to understand you.

Force ghost Anakin: uh, let me explain. The jedi used to where robes, and Obi-wan here loved them. Whenever he would go into a fight he would dramatically shrug off his robe. They were the only good thing that happened to him in his, sad, lonely, depressed life.

Force ghost Obi-wan: *nods head* robes.

Luke: oh, well, if they were part of the jedi’s attire, I might as well where one. *picks up robe, then goes to pay*

“Babe”- Seth Rollins

Prompt: Seth And Reader can’t stand each other constantly fighting but it’s cause they like each other.

Whenever Seth Rollins would walk towards you backstage or his theme music would start or you just hear his voice you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. From the moment he turned on Dean and Roman and became the most arrogant person backstage, you just wanted to punch him in the face. 

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I can’t explain to you the way when she smiles at me she makes me feel like the happiest person in the world. I can’t tell you how when she kisses me she makes me feel more alive than I ever have before. And I seriously can’t put into words the love I have for her. When I look at her all I can see is my forever, and I can’t help but think that she’s the only one I want to be looking at when I’m 24, or 47, or 82. I just want her. I never want to stop looking at her. I never want her to go away. She’s the one. I am so in love with her.
—  God I am so in love with you.
Yuri's breakdown

Okay I’ve seen this a couple of times already so I want to clarify that Yuri in fact did NOT say No (I don’t want you to kiss me).
If he had wanted to tell Viktor that he didn’t want that kiss it would have been more fitting to say “ダメ” (dame) but instead he said “ちがう” (chigau) which does not mean “No” but rather “it’s different than that” (but the word is indeed difficult to translate).
So what he actually said was, a kiss is not the thing I need right now to calm down/the situation is completely different from that.


request for: @spacelime

pairing: Reader x Sam

word count: 395


You hid behind your boyfriend, Sam, as Zachariah walked closer to the two of you. “Of course.” Zachariah started slow clapping. “Sam, just when I thought you couldn’t make things worse, here you are proving me wrong.”

“Excuse me?” Sam asked, holding onto you tighter.

“You’re dating God’s vessel.” Zachariah explained. “The vessel of Lucifer is dating the vessel of God.”

You looked up at Sam in confusion. “I didn’t know angels took crack.”

“Make all the jokes you want, Y/N, but you know it’s true. The angels have been saving you from your own stupid decisions since you were born.” Zachariah told you. “It’s wrong for you to be with Sam.”

“The only thing that’s wrong here is you, Zachariah.” You spat. “All you are is a dick with wings that doesn’t know when to stop meddling in other people’s lives.”

“I suggest you leave.” Sam took a step towards the angel. “Before things get ugly.”

“Sam, I don’t think you understand that I can kill you with the snap of my fingers.” Zachariah sighed.

“And I don’t think you understand what would happen if God’s vessel was put in any sort of danger.” You crossed your arms over your chest. “Like you said, angels have been protecting me since I was born, and an attack on my boyfriend is an attack on me.”

“The only thing I want from Sam is for him to say yes to Lucifer.” Zachariah told you. “And for Dean to say yes to Michael, and when the time comes, for you to say yes to God.”

“It isn’t up to you.” Sam told him. “This is our choice, and we’re not going down without a fight.”

“Mark my words, Samuel, next time you see me, it’ll be because you said yes.” Zachariah muttered angrily before snapping his fingers and disappearing into thin air.

Sam wrapped his arms around you in a protective hug as you leaned your head against his chest. “So you’re God’s vessel then?”

“I guess so.” You shrugged.

“What does this mean?” Sam asked.

“It means that God’s vessel and Lucifer’s vessel are currently dating.” You told him, grinning.

“Dean’s going to flip out when he hears.” Sam laughed. “This is like the ultimate chick flick.”

You laughed and dug your face farther into Sam’s chest, happy to be with the one you loved.