i will admit that i teared up a bit

@sapphicgeek: So, I want to tell you all what happened in the store today. It’s probably the single greatest moment I have ever experienced working here. After the usual Saturday rush, a teenage girl comes in. She looks absolutely terrified and when I greet her she jumped. She starts going up and down the new release wall and the poor thing looks completely overwhelmed. So, I make my way over to her and ask if I can help her find anything. She quietly admits that she was looking for Supergirl. We’re walking to the Super area when I ask if she watches the show. She smiles a bit and nods. Says Alex is her favorite. I mention that I’m a huge #Sanvers shipper and the poor thing just breaks down in tears. I’m trying to figure out what the hell I did to upset her. She’s crying and I’m freaking out. After a minute or so, everything clicks. I’m staring down a crying baby gay. One who was having some big issues. I tell her that it was hard for me when I wanted to come out too. She finally stops crying and asks me if it gets easier.  We sit at the coffee bar and talked for a while. She tells me that after seeing it all over Tumblr she binged SG. And when she got to Alex’s coming out arc was when things hit her. She tells me that she’s just wanted to kill herself for so long and that she had tried but just made herself sick. But as Alex’s arc continued she said she realized that she started to see that she could be happy, that she could be loved. She didn’t want to die anymore. For the first time, she didn’t want to die because she got to see Alex be amazing and be queer. She said she came to the store hoping to find something to get her through the hiatus, so she wouldn’t fall back in depression. She had no idea gay comic characters were a thing, but wanted to try. I tell her about Batwoman, Midnighter, and Renee Montoya. I pull out my starters which are Batwoman: Elegy, Midnighter, and Gotham Central. I also dug up a copy of the Adventures of Supergirl, just to get her through. She had enough cash for one and was torn on which to get. She decides on Batwoman and asks if I can hold the rest for a while.  I was having an internal crisis at that time, because this kid was me years ago. I was barely holding off my own tears. I ended up buying the other 3 for her and I make her promise me that in 10 years she’ll help another queer kid. So, I’m out 60 bucks and I cried in the bathroom for an hour but it was damn worth it. 
So, @TheCWSupergirl @SupergirlStaff @chy_leigh and @florianalima the work you do means so much to us. Thank you. So, so, much. 

x, x, x

Being confused as to why Lukas hasn’t come out shouldn’t be a thing. I mean Philip, our precious Philip, had only been there for about two months (or was it a month and a half) and had trouble coming out to Helen and Gabe. He said himself that it was harder over there. I mean, there were tears coming from the eyes of a boy that already accepted himself for who he was. Just imagine how much worse it is for Lukas who grew up in that place and wouldn’t just have to come out to his dad, but to almost everyone he’d ever known and those who caused his internal homophobia. It’s gonna take some time before Lukas comes out, I mean, it’s taken him just about his entirety of time on this earth to actually somewhat admit it to himself and just a bit longer to still-aggressively-somewhat-denying-but-not mention it to Philip.

Assassins's Creed Preference: When he has a nightmare

Note: I will try to post once a day and I will stick to it no matter what. But in order for me to post for you guys everyday i need your requests.

Altair: When he has a nightmare he won’t show it. He won’t cry, he tries to hold his emotions in. Though sometimes it’s just to bad. He’ll let a few tears fall, he will shake a little bit. If you wake up he’ll most of the time allow you to hold him or comfort him or wipe his tears away. He won’t admit it but he loves when you care for him.

Ezio: Since most of his nightmares are about losing you, when he wakes up from it he will pull you tightly into his arms. Or if you have left the room for some reason he will run around the house trying to find you. He just holds you tightly, you hold him to your chest and tell him you arnt going anywhere.

Connor: When he has a nightmare he goes to the kitchen. He doesn’t even know why, he just can’t stay in the room. Usually you wake up because the bed is cold without him, and you go find him. When you do you both don’t say anything, you just sit in his lap, his arms around your waist and your around his neck. Your heartbeat is the only thing that calms him down.

Edward: When he has a nightmare he drinks (surprising right). He doesn’t want to wake you up, he knows he stresses you out enough. So he just sits at his desk and tries to drink himself back to sleep. Sometimes it works, sometimes you wake up and drag him back to bed. When you do you just cuddle and, if he wants, talk about the nightmare until you both fall asleep.

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Rebound – Kim Namjoon (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Angst/smut

Word Count: 1397

Warnings: daddy kink, oral (reader receiving), slight face riding, crappy attempt at dirty talk lol

Summary: When Namjoon comes to your apartment at a ridiculous time of the night, drunk as fuck, one thing leads to another – the next day however, didn’t go how you wanted it too.

This isn’t exactly how I wanted this to turn out but yeh here’s Namjoon’s slightly ‘blood sweat & tears’ inspired one shot. I’ve been having Namjoon feels recently so it’s probably why this is a bit long ;) just like his dic– okay I’ll shut up. Anyway enjoyyyy

Other members: Jimin / Yoongi / Taehyung / Jin / Hoseok / Jungkook

“We-we shouldn’t be doing this Namjoon” you whispered but your words were muffled out by Namjoon’s lips.

“Let me have you for tonight baby girl” he said back, his voice definitely a few octaves lower, turning you on more than you’d like to admit. He was your best friend, the one who’d been by your side since you were seven, the one who had fought off people who bullied you. Namjoon was the one who’d have movie nights with you, a routine you’d both do every Saturday, he was the one who’d hug you and feed you ice cream and fall asleep beside you with his arms wrapped you. He was the man you fell in love with.

This wasn’t okay. You were practically about to have sex with your best friend, when he was drunk and this definitely did not help your feelings towards him. Yeah of course you’d gotten off at the thought of him, many more times than you’d like to admit. You’d thought about his how his long slender fingers would caress your body, how his large hands would cup your breasts, how his big plump lips would wrap around your nipples.

How his fingers would run across your folds before slipping inside you, his deep voice whispering dirty words in your ear – those thoughts were not okay to think. He had a girlfriend. God how she was beautiful, it pissed you off to think she was the one that he’d touch – whether it be a hug or a kiss, you’d immediately feel like vomiting. Jealous, was an understatement.


Namjoon had come to your apartment drunk, his words slurring really badly – his alcohol level was way better than yours so it made you wonder how many drinks he’d really had – but he was mad too. Never did you think you’d be attracted to someone so much when they were drunk and absolutely furious, but shit he looked fucking hot.

He was wearing all black, something you loved him in. It was a colour that always suited his tanned skin and pink lips so so well. His shirt was made from a thin black material that hugged his body in all the perfect ways with a deep V-neck that showed off his amazing collarbones. God how you wish you could just kiss his collarbones, to mark them all over and leave your mark on him.

“She fucking cheated on me” you stopped staring at his body as the icy cold words left his mouth.

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An Announcement from the Mod

I’m just going to get this out of the way: I no longer have any motivation to continue this blog. As much as I am grateful for each and every single one of my followers, and for the wonderful, talented people I have met and written with through it, I must admit that I no longer get the joy out of roleplaying that I used to. Recently, I have had a hard time looking forward to answering messages and replying to threads. There are also several other projects of mine that I’d like to be focusing on that have been getting pushed aside due to the amount of time it takes for me to maintain this blog. Once a hobby starts feeling like a chore, it’s a sure sign that it may be time to leave it behind. I will be leaving this blog up, in case I ever want to come back, and to preserve the threads and questions posted here.

Thank you to everyone who followed this blog, sent in questions, and interacted with my muse. Your kind messages and support are what kept this blog going for as long as it did. Nothing means more to me than when people praised my portrayal of a character that, a few months ago, I would have sworn no one cared about.

Now that one bombshell has been dropped, it’s time to drop another.

I would like to take this time to reveal that I am also the mod of askwaterghoul, meaning that this indefinite hiatus will also extend to that blog. The previous statements also apply to this character. I had a lot of fun writing for both of them while they lasted. Thank you all for letting me portray these two for you.

I am definitely not finished writing for the Ghost universe. I have recently set up an Archive of Our Own account where I hope to post some fanfiction in the near future. I am also open to the possibility of private RPing over Skype. Anyone who is interested in that (or who just wants to keep in touch!) can request my contact info and personal blog url. There are many people on here whose characters I adore who I would hate to leave behind for good.

Thank you all again for all the good times I have had on here. Once more:

Ave Satanas.



Ok Guys . I watched the ova today, Road To Hero. It was cute , I’m not going to lie I teared up an little bit . It showed Saitamas backstory on how he got his hero suit  , and why he wore it. He even admitted that at first he was to embarrassed to wear it and wore it under his track suit. Eventually he began to like it and wore it all the time because it started to have an lot of meaning to him. Saitama is just such an normal guy  . 


If you’re curious,

I have been a whirlwind of emotions lately!!! I’d love to blame it on a midlife crisis or something, but that doesn’t work if you’ve always been one to cry over every little thing.

Let me catch you up on some things, journal! A quick summary: I’m old, I’m married, and I’m pregnant.

But, a quick rewind! Let’s start with my birthday. It was a little weird to celebrate my birthday without Phina or Lia by my side since we’ve always been together for every single birthday, but we promised to hang out soon to make up for it. 

(Phina couldn’t stop crying when we all video-called our big day, and I have to admit, I teared up a bit, too. I miss having my birthdays with my sisters!)

anonymous asked:

i haven't seen many axis scenearios, so may i request the axisreacting to the horror game/anime corpse party with their s/o? thanks! also, mun lily, i love your writing! :D

Okay so I’ll admit that I have never seen the anime Corpse Party or played the game. I watch a LOT of anime though, and this looked interesting when I checked it out on wiki, so I’ll put it on my list of animes to watch! But my answers are going to be a bit general since I’ve never actually seen it. Also, thanks so much for sending in my first Axis request~! 

And your kind words make me tear up a little. Hugs darling, lots of hugs~!

Germany: Ludwig is a big horror buff and not only that but he loves anything gory. It just comes with the territory. The concept of the anime might seem a little strange to him at first and it’s probably not an anime that he would have checked out of his own accord. However, if someone gets him into it, he’ll soon find himself enraptured. The supernatural concept intrigues him and all the murder is definitely a plus in his book. He’s not a big anime person but watching Corpse Party will start getting him more into it. 

North Italy: Feliciano may seem like he wouldn’t enjoy anything scary but to a point he does. The gore doesn’t bother him either, especially in anime, because he knows its not real. He would still have to watch this anime with someone else though, probably Germany, and would be jumpy & wide eyed the entire time. He’d have a lot of questions, annoying anyone watching with him. He’d dislike if any of the pretty girls get murdered but find it interesting that the main antagonist is a girl. After he completes the anime, he’ll probably be on edge for a while and scream whenever he sees a pale woman with long black hair until Germany tells him to knock it off. 

Japan: Kiku isn’t one for gore but because his country has some really awesome anime, he would watch it anyway. The plot would be what gets him into the anime and he’d be on the edge of his seat, wondering what’s going to happen next. He’d like the horror and suspense aspect of the anime and would probably be the only one to check out the game on which it was based. He’d mention it offhandedly to America once and then immediately regret when it the country would demand they watch it together.

 -Mod Lily 

ENTP Conversation
  • *Group of friends watching Mockingjay in the theater*
  • Me (ENTP): *is asleep in my seat*
  • ESFJ: Hey ENTP did you cry? During the movie?
  • Me: Huh? It's over. That movie was the "Stairway to Heaven" of movies.
  • ESTJ: *Tearing up again* oh my gosh I was sobbing after the first hour. I didn't want you guys to see though.
  • ISFP: I only started crying towards the end. It was so sad.
  • ESFJ: I don't know how you all cried and I didn't.
  • INFJ: Really, my eyes only watered a bit. But I will admit it was sad.
  • Me: You are all weak. There was no substance to the movie. The entire time I could only imagine how much better a film it would be if I were casted for ALL parts.
  • ESTJ: ENTP, why do you ruin everything? Just try to feel something for once.
  • Me: No, gross. I can't take a valid opinion on the movie anyway because I fell asleep halfway through but I will anyway.
  • ISFP: I thought I really liked it but...
  • ESFJ: The movie was very great, but there was nothing to be sad about!
  • INFJ: I liked it but-
  • ESTJ: Okay so I guess we can conclude that because ENTP and ESFJ didn't cry, they are heartless.
  • ESFJ: No, INTP didn't cry either. Look!
  • My sister (INTP): *absorbed in her thoughts*
  • Me: INTP, you didn't cry either right?
  • My sister: Of course not. I spent the entire time calculating the speed at which each actor spoke.

anonymous asked:

Omg so sorry if I make you sad again.. I just want to know, but me myself couldn't stop think about my cat and sad as well.. Honestly I'm the one who's rare to cry but when I lost him(my cat) I turned to be a cry baby .. He's my little bro and I love him too dearly

No no! Don’t be sorry!!! I will admit I teared up a bit as I typed out the story, but that’s only natural though; plus, I never really did explain the full story regardless. 

Losing a furbaby (or a fur brother) is hard; I’ve lost many cats in the past, but Misha held a firm place in my heart (maybe because I picked her out as a birthday present and she pretty much lived in my room with me XD). My aunt has had a lot of cats and I can name them all; at the moment she has six; if I added all of the other cats she has had, it would be 12 all together.

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ok but calum is definitely the type to cry during emotional movies (although he’d rather die than admit it) so one day when you guys would be snuggled up together on the sofa watching ‘marley and me’ calum would start sniffling quietly and you’d peel your eyes off the tv to look at him only to see a tear rolling down his cheek and you’d smile a little bit as you asked “cal are you crying??” and calum would sniffle defensively and mutter “i’ve told you i get bad seasonal allergies!” and you’d giggle at his stupid manly-man attitude before kissing his cheek and whispering “sure you do, tough guy” and you’d cuddle back into his chest as he’d disgruntedly growl ever so slightly “i’m nOT crying” and you’d just chuckle at him before shifting your focus back on the film


That’s when I realized I had the new start I wanted, 
and that I wasn’t regretting it one bit.

Is Love Worth Fighting For? - Reinhardt x Reader One Shot

Author: Mod Rose

*The song “War of Hearts” by Ruelle  was an inspiration for this fan fiction. I recommend listening to this song as you are reading this story. You won’t be disappointed.* 

“I…I think we should break up.”

Tears rolled down the friendly giants face. The sight was absolutely heartbreaking. He kept his firm hands on my shoulders as I felt his form shake from the emotions he was so desperately trying to keep to himself. He was trying to pretend as if the words I previously uttered didn’t effect him one bit.

When I first met Reinhardt, a connection was made from the moment we locked eyes with one another. I admit that I fell for him shortly after that. Reinhardt’s confidence and toothy grin made me forget that I was in the middle of fighting for peace. He made me forget that I was previously trembling from the cold and slight fear of what would happen next. We would often indulge in each others presence, and one thing led to another before Reinhardt unexpectedly confessed his feelings to me.

“Ah my friend! I uh felt that I should tell you something important that I would like to get off of my chest.” He stumbled on his words.

Confused by his sudden change in behaviour I waited patiently for him to continue.

“Ich liebe dich (I love you), (Name)” I heard him whisper just loud enough for me to hear before placing a soft kiss on my forehead and ruffling my hair in a kind gesture before taking the night duty shift for the team.

It was that moment that I knew that Reinhardt had a special place in my heart. I felt safe and he pulled my mind away from the war I was currently fighting. That was until one night on a mission Reinhardt got seriously injured.

I was standing behind some rubble to shield myself from Talon gunfire when an unexpected bomb soared over the field of Ilios, falling directly where I sat. My body froze as I watched the projectile as if in slow motion descend from the sky towards me. I thought for sure this was going to be the end of me until the very last second I felt my body being pressed into the ground, a big and heavy form hovering above me. I opened my eyes to be face to face with my love, Reinhardt.

He smiled at me and chuckled. From the corner of my eye I saw blood trickling from the back of his head and onto the side of his face. Shocked and scared I tried moving up only to have Reinhardt push my shoulder back to the ground.

“Don’t worry my love, I am fine.” Reinhardt wheezed out the final words before falling into a coughing fit, drops of blood stained his gloves.

“No you aren’t! Let me see the damage.” I persisted until he finally caved in and helped  me up.

When I took a better look at Reinhardt’s condition, my heart stopped for a moment. The damage was indeed serious. Much more serious than I wanted to believe. His chest plate at the back was partially gone, leaving a gaping wound with no protection whatsoever.

Tears sprung in my eyes as I murmured.

“Why would you do this to yourself?” Tears poured down my cheeks.

“Because I love you.” He said those words as if that was all that was needed to almost risk his own life.

Luckily Reinhardt was saved by Mercy. Apparently Reinhardt didn’t pull up his shield fast enough to block the damage of the bomb and in the process got injured. I knew after that mission that we needed to talk. After Reinhardt’s recovery, bringing it up was harder by the day. My thoughts swam in my mind as I felt confused. I knew that I loved him dearly, but it came with a price…did it not? My confused and anxious behaviour was soon caught on by Reinhardt himself. We were in his quarters when I suddenly said it.

“I-I don’t understand (Name), why would you want to break up?” He said with a shaky breath as he wiped the tears from under his eyes. Confusion and sadness clouded his eye.

I looked away from his gaze and stuttered.

“I-I don’t think I l-love you..” Saying these words felt like my throat was rubbing against sand paper and got worse the more I spoke.

I felt a trembling hand bring my face to look directly at Reinhardt. He squinted his eyes with a serious expression on his face.

“Now I don’t think you are speaking the truth my love.” Reinhardt sniffled.

My bottom lip trembled as tears started to form in my eyes.

“I don’t think this is ri-”

“Don’t tell me what is right. Tell me what you are truly feeling.”

Bitte (Please).” More sobs erupted from Reinhardt.

My hands reached for Reinhardt’s face, brushing away the tears.

“I’m scared.” I admitted.

Reinhardt pulled me into a tight embrace.

“So am I.”

I began to speak again, “What if-”

“Hush my love. I am scared too. I am scared that I will see the ones I love get seriously hurt. I don’t regret for protecting you back at Ilios. I would do it 100 times over if I could. I love you so much.  You mean the world to me. Waking up with you by my side makes me feel so happy. When you are in love, you fight for it. I am willing to fight for this to work if you will too.”

He waited patiently for an answer. After a minute of deep thinking, I pulled back from his embrace.

“My lov-” He asked, almost fearfully. Scared that he was about to lose everything.

I interrupted his sentence with a kiss. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I brought his face down closer to deepen the kiss. Reinhardt immediately pulled my waist close to him and kissed with such force for a moment I forgot everything. A giggle escaped my lips as his beard tickled my cheek. Reinhardt chuckled as well.

I smiled at Reinhardt and kissed his forehead.

“I will fight for this. I will fight for us.”

The giant’s eye gleamed with happiness that on the spur of the moment, my form was lifted off of the ground as Reinhardt spun me around, a loud laugh erupted from his chest. He carried me towards the bed.

**Sometimes falling in love can be scary because you are so consumed with strong emotions that you feel you don’t have control over yourself. But let me tell you that love is worth fighting for.**


“I was rehearsing for ‘Midnight Radio’ and I started to tear up a little bit,” Criss admits. “I didn’t bawl or anything, but I got kind of choked up, and kept it to myself. The song is very anthemic. I get emotional even thinking about it — thinking of all the people out there like me who looked at something like this show and felt connected to something greater than themselves. The fact that I get to convey that back to them is really gratifying — a little overwhelming, frankly.”

I saw a group of former students in a CVS yesterday

And they were all very happy to see me, which is nice. I was with my lady, and this exchange happened with one of them:

Kid: Is that your wife or your girlfriend?
Me: Or my girlfriend? Yes, my wife is at home.
Kid: Well, I didn’t know if you were married or not.

I had a good laugh at this. I thought he was being funny, because I thought everyone in that school knew I was married.

But something else happened that was way cooler. One of the students I had in one of my classes, and he was a bit of a pain in my butt for the first few weeks. We would argue every once in a while, and I had to figure out how to get him to work with me. He wasn’t a bad kid, just mouthy. And I did always like him.

I saw him a year later in the hallways, and he told me that he was going to go off and be in the military. I told him that he should do it, and he would do well with it. I believed that he would do well.

Well, he was there in the group, and he shook my hand. I know it was only a year that had passed since he told me he was going into the military, but he looked a lot older. He seemed happier. He told me he got injured and was going back to finish basic training. I told him to keep it up, and keep going with it.

And before he left, I told him that I was proud of him. I will never forget the smile that he gave me before he left.

I still don’t get why everyone is saying LiS is queerbating. Chloe is obviously in love with Rachel, come on. She’s admitted having a crush on her, she broke down in tears after finding her body, screaming that she loved her. What more do you people want?

If you wanna bring up the Chloe/Max kiss, then that is a little bit more understandable, judging how I’m pretty sure Max calls it ‘experimental.’ But honestly? Friends can kiss each other. Friends can kiss each other while having feelings for each other (as much as it pains my chasefield heart to admit that) and not discuss it.

Warren even texts Max to get with Chloe, how is this queerbating? I know a few of you have been saying that the game forces Warren/Max on you, but that is totally dependant on /your/ choices. And even still, Max shrugging off Warren’s hug, expressing the fact she views Warren as a brother in her journal after accepting his drive-in invitation and so on, it’s just obvious that this isn’t queer bating.

Max is still figuring shit out sexuality wise, let’s be real. She’s obviously queer, that much is certain, but she hasn’t had much romantic experience. Anyone who’s queer knows how hard this can be. That, on top with the world’s end and Chloe still grieving over Rachel. And you all want a beautifully in depth confession of love. That just isn’t realistic man. The writers approaching relationships realistically isn’t queerbating, jfc.