i will never ever forget them

anonymous asked:

Don't know if this has been answered, but will there be a chapter on when Oliver and Felicity first learned about Ellie's sexuality? I'm obviously assuming that they're okay with it because they're amazing people, but did they ever fall into that heteronormative ideal and think about Ellie and her future with a husband until they learned?

God that’s a good question. First off, they both take Ellie’s sexuality in stride. They’d both seen the truth of that well before she was ready to discuss it and they’d had plenty of time to get used to the idea. Did they fall into heteronormative daydreams about her future… probably, when she was little. I think most parents do. 

I’m kinda weird that way because I’ve never done that with my kids. I tend to forget that most people do. My husband and I have always talked with the kids interchangeably about a possible eventual husband or wife, boyfriend or girlfriend. I don’t think I’ve ever just assumed one of them was straight. I find that kind of silly, really, without some reason to think that. But, I’m not most people on that front and I know it. So… probably Oliver and Felicity do have those assumptions, at least a little. 

But… but Ellie’s so obviously in love with Sara. I think it went from being perceived as a cute kind of hero-worship of an older best friend to an ‘oh… OH… that’s not what this is at all’ realization by middle school at latest. Add to that that Ellie never once expresses an interest in boys and it’s pretty obvious to her parents. 

I don’t have planned to write any kind of conversation when it dawns on them that she’s gay. I guess I could. It would be a challenge to think about that from their perspective, either before or after it’s confirmed in the oneshot where Sara goes to prom. I’ll think about that. It’s a tempting idea, anon, and rough shoes for me to step into writing-wise. I’m straight, but I’m also someone who’s always made it clear to my kids that whatever their gender preference, the only way it matters to me is the extent to which it impacts the challenges in their lives. I’m more interested in watching them discover who they are than dictating to them who I think they should be. On the flip side, I watched my parents struggle through counseling and depression and blaming themselves after my brother came out when he was in high school. Oliver and Felicity would be somewhere in the middle and I don’t immediately know what that looks like. But it definitely is worth thinking about. 

cc: @dust2dust34

There are certain things people did to me, that I can’t ever forget and that made me hate them v v v much but they’ll probably never know because I a) pretend they’re dead b) will never talk to them again c) try to forget that they even exist in first place 

Matt said yes guys, what a surprise, wow.

(Oldest post is here, and here’s the first content for the ship. I don’t know who picked the name “Techienician”, please tell me if you know! I’d love to credit them here :D).

i want to get over you, but i also visit your profile every 15 minutes, i want to forget you, but i also listen to your favorite band and watch your favorite tv-show, i want to find somebody new, but i also compare them to you, no one’s better, their kisses will never ever get me drunk just like yours did, i want to be happy without you, but i also can’t fall asleep without the thought of you on my mind, i want you to never call me and never message me again, but i also check my phone every 5 minutes hoping that maybe there’s a call from you.
Never judge someone with a chronic illness if they...

• choose to eat something that’s bad for them
• forget to take their meds
• take something for chronic pain
• never drink (some people can’t ever drink because they can’t mix their meds with alcohol or because they physically cannot tolerate it)
• decide to lay down and rest all day
• skip their treatment one day (meds/shots/IV treatments should sometimes be rescheduled of we catch a cold or we feel rly bad that day)
• drink
• complain a lot about their symptoms/illness
• ignore their symptoms

I could go on but you should NEVER judge someone with a chronic illness when they DECIDE to do something. Unless you know what they are dealing with and can offer a better alternative for them then shut up and keep your comments to yourself. It’s our body and we are the only person responsible for the consequences. It doesn’t mean that we should actively make decisions that hurt us, but you’ll never understand the life we lead and all the limitations that come along with it.

The signs as skills I have
  • Aries: crying when frustrated/angry
  • Taurus: never knowing how much lotion is enough lotion
  • Gemini: listening to the same song for days and then never listening to it again
  • Cancer: buying 10 more books when I already have 500 at home to read
  • Leo: opening a soda and taking one drink before forgetting about it and letting it go flat
  • Virgo: starting a big paper the day before it's due and getting an A on it
  • Libra: not folding laundry. ever.
  • Scorpio: starting a million projects and not finishing any of them
  • Sagittarius: filling my purse with receipts. even though i know i'm never going to do anything with them. i will throw them away. but i always say 'yes' when asked if i want my receipt
  • Capricorn: lying about having plans because i don't want to go anywhere or do anything this weekend
  • Aquarius: eating a whole frozen pizza by myself. #noshame
  • Pisces: getting really drunk but not throwing up the next day. except that one time
5 things to do at the end of a semester

Reorganize your desk and your computer

Whether you’re out of school for 3 months or just a couple of days, cleaning out your desk is the first thing you should do. Put the textbooks away and rearrange everything : you won’t think about school as much and it’ll most likely be relaxing. And don’t forget about your computer ! Delete the unnecessary documents and reorganize your files.

Store your notes and your exams

Buy a big binder or a folder and put all of your revision guides/flashcards/notes/etc in it. I don’t recommend ever getting rid of your old notes because you never know if you’ll need them later down the line. Also, if you have some of your exams, put them in there. They might come in handy someday !

Think about what you did

Think about your semester : what you did right and what you did wrong. Could you have studied more ? Should you have started your essay earlier ? Did you like your classes ? Your schedule ? Ask yourself some questions and use the answer to prep for next semester.

Start prepping

Make lists (things you’ll need to buy, things you want to work on), research planners and printables, buy some school supplies, try out some study schedules and new techniques (mind maps, apps, cornell notes). It’s never too early to start preparing for your next semester !

Treat yourself

Give yourself a break. Watch some netflix, eat some cookies, sleep in, stop drinking coffee for a few days, go buy yourself a new dress, do whatever makes you feel better !

its always the person who you won’t think will ever hurt you that always does and its always the best friend thats “forever” that ends up being the one whose not.
Nothing is fucking predictable, and you can’t predict anyones intentions in your life, you can only live through them. And these past couple weeks I’ve been feeling so damn alone, I seem to forget that I am surrounded by people.
All I can do is replay every single word you’ve said to me over and over again, and I still feel the same way I did, when I first heard those words.
And I can’t make sense of anything anymore. Everything that I thought made sense, stopped and everything that I thought I knew turned into everything that I didn’t know at all.
I used to think that we were forever. I mean, we’ve been through worse, and we were still side by side after it all and now nothing has even happened, we just stopped telling each other everything and then we just stopped telling each other anything at all, and then before i could even make sense of it, there was so much distance between us that there was nothing to reach for anymore. Your so far away, and there is no point in reaching over anymore because we are not the same people we used to be.
I used to think that when somebody said they loved you they’ll love you forever. i used to think loving someone was something that would never go away. the words “I love you” were so raw for me, but none of that makes sense anymore because the truth is, people lie.
Sometimes “i love you” is just a lie, and sometimes its not. But when do you know when its real?
the answer is, you dont.. and sometimes someone will love you one day and then completely ignore you the next for no reason at all.
nothing about anything makes sense anymore. people are here one day, their gone the next. sometimes you don’t even get a reason, you just get to stay up night after night wondering where the fuck did it all go wrong?
and it just doesn’t make sense. nothing makes sense, and I don’t know how to take in the fact that, there are no reasons for why things happen, and sometimes you get no reason to why someone just stops loving you and stops being there for you. You just get to live through it.
—  We used to stay up on the phone talking for hours, now I cant even get a text back. 

I’ve come to realise that when someone really meant something to you, you never really forget them. I used think that when people leave your life, eventually all the memories would leave with them and it’d be as if they never existed. But when someone makes a real impression on your heart it changes you. You move on, you find better people, you are happier than ever. But you never forget, you know?

Studio Ghibli & Mr. Miyazaki starters

- suggested by Anonymous and pulled from various films/sources

  • “You cannot alter your fate. However, you can rise to meet it”
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden”
  • “I’ve got something I want to protect - it’s you”
  • “I think we ought to live happily ever after”
  • “Once you’ve met someone, you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return”
  • “It will protect you. It’s made from the threads your friends wove together”
  • “Nothing that happens is ever forgotten, even if you can’t remember it”
  • “We need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes, it’s not easy”
  • “I make friends, then suddenly I can’t bear to be with any of them”
  • “Here’s another curse: may all your bacon burn!”

Keep reading


Ever since Allison died there hasn’t been that much Allydia posts or people talking about Lydia and Allisons Friendship . Although i love Sciles with all my heart, i think that Allison and Lydia is just my all time favorite friendship from any television show. and heres why. 

1. They never needed a man to come save them. And a boy never got between them. When was the last time we saw an amazing female relationship on television that wasn’t thwarted by a guy? 

2. They fucking defended and protected each other through everything. When Allison got Mama bear protective over Lydia it was my favorite. 

When Allison made it clear she would do anything to protect Lydia,

 or when she walked Lydia out of Peters like the two badasses they were. 

3. They always tried to help each other and support each other and they just genuinely believed in each other so much. They never gave up on each other. ever. 

4. Throughout everything with scott and her father, Lydia was the only one she could truly trust and ultimately her anchor throughout everything. When Deacon said they needed an anchor Lydia immediately stepped forward to Allison. They honestly cared about each other so fucking much it broke my heart. 



Originally posted by allydiamoved

5. They were side by side. Shoulder to Shoulder. Through everything. Allison literally dies for Lydia, saving her. Even at the beginning of their friendship they stood by each other. 

and when the first thing Allison asks is if Lydia is okay after she is STABBED WITH A NOGITSUNE SWORD. OR WHEN LYDIA FELT ALLISONS DEATH. 

6. And also despite everything they had been through, they were able to just be normal teenage girls together.

7. And Lydia probably misses her every day 

so yeah, i just don’t want people to forget about what i think is the best friendship ever shown on television. 

because i think what’s even more rare than romances or relationships is true amazing friendships. and this is at the top of the list.

It was the feeling when your fingers started to intertwine with mine. When my heart jumped so high every time you call my name and showed me your beautiful smile. The time you tell me the most wonderful words I’ve ever heard. When we begin to create precious memories and put them inside a jar with a mix of our love. It was those feelings I want to repeat, to fall for you again and again. You see, I will always want to remember the first time than to dwell on the hurtful last time. Because I knew I could never have them again in my arms. I don’t want to forget, so I’d rather choose all the flashbacks I always wanted to get.
—  ma.c.a // Beginnings Vs. Endings
Here is exactly, precisely why it is okay to punch nazis in the face.

They want me and my entire family dead. They want to make us into soap and lampshades and perform science experiments on us. They want to rip our babies from our arms and shoot them. They want to destroy our temples and burn our Torahs before burning us along with them. Never ever forget what they did to us and would do again if given the chance. They want to brutally murder and torture lgbtq people, people of color, Jews, rromani people, and the disabled. They are not to be debated. If one more white goyische Christian moderate tries to tell me to be nicer to nazis but turns a blind eye to the hateful graffiti, the harassment, the wrongful arrest of Shia labeouf, the armed march planned on Whitefish Montana, and the bomb threats on synagogues, I’m going to lose my mind. Advocating genocide is not a political stance, it’s a call to violence.

Take it from someone who’s family would be twice as big if not for the holocaust; fighting nazis does not make you just as bad as them. It makes you a fucking hero.

Never again.

We’re sitting around a circle talking about the worst thing we’ve ever done.
When it’s my turn to tell the story- I lie.
I don’t tell them about your 60 missed calls and the 12 text messages in which you begged me to fight for love as much as you were willing to die for it.
I don’t tell them that I kissed your bestfriend a week after I asked you to never call again or that when you found out, you didn’t hear it from me. I forget to tell the part where you lose who you are over me for some time. How you pick up your old habits. How you started drinking on the weekends and how they turned to weekdays. I don’t even tell them that I never apologized and I don’t talk about how I never looked back. I skip the part where you swore to yourself that you’d never love anyone else like me because it’s not the kind of story I want to tell.
Because when they ask me about the worst thing I have ever done, it always comes back to you.
I wonder how you’re doing and if maybe you’ve found it in yourself to forgive me.
When they ask me about the worst thing I’ve ever done, I spare the time of the details. I jump to the biggest thing, I tell them that I wasn’t deserving of a love like that. That I destroyed the one person who loved me above anything else. I tell them that you set the world on fire for me and I looked the other way.
—  It’s you / @thewordsyouneverunderstood

I think the best piece of writing advice I ever got was from an author of locally popular novels that visited my school when I was in grade eight. He said that when you want to write a novel, or any kind of story, the typical system of “What is my story about? Who is it about? What will happen?” are pretty much the worst thing you can do.

Writing is far simpler than that.

His advice was to ask yourself three questions that I’ll never forget:

Who is the character?

What does the character want more than anything?

And how can I prevent them from getting it?


Eliza always leaves lovely notes in the kid’s lunch boxes when they go to school, just little scraps of paper that say like ‘I love you!’ or ‘Have a good day!’ or something so they get a little boost through the day. She never, ever forgets.

Until the day that she’s sick and Alex has to make the kids’ lunches instead. And then they open their packs at school and there’s just a whole essay in there, like five pages at least for each kid detailing why they’re great and why he loves them.

“What? I got carried away.”

The Chainsmokers - Closer

Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you. /  Ei, eu estava indo muito bem antes de te conhecer.

I drink too much and that’s an issue, but I’m okay. /  Eu bebo demais e isso é um problema, mas eu estou bem. 

Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet the. But I hope I never see them again. /  Ei, diga aos seus amigos que foi um prazer conhecê-los. Mas eu espero nunca vê-los novamente. 

I know it breaks your heart. /  Eu sei que isso parte o seu coração. 

We ain’t ever getting older. /  Nós nunca vamos envelhecer. 

You look as good as the day I met you. /  Você está tão lindo quanto no dia em que eu te conheci. 

I forget just why I left you, I was insane. /  Eu esqueço porque eu te deixei, eu estava louca. 

This is my First Family. This is my President and First Lady. They represent who America is and should strive to be. I will never, ever forget how this family has made me feel as an American - proud, hopeful, optimistic, secure, safe. And I feel a small sense of relief that they will remain in Washington for the next few years. Although President Obama will leave us in January, we need his continued leadership and guidance - and I hope FLOTUS will do the same.

When they go low, we go high. We need them to help us continue to strive for the high.

This is dedicated to my new love. Not you because no I did not love you. I loved how you made me feel with my clothes off and I loved how you could turn a bedroom into a home. Even if home was miles away and we were staying in a hotel room and the air conditioner didn’t even work and you had brought so many other girls here that I could grab perfume from the air and place it on myself and compare myself to them without ever taking my eyes off of you. You never knew my favorite color and it’s blue. You never knew that I hate chocolate or that my grandma was in the hospital for 2 weeks while you ignored my calls. So I dedicate this to my love, my new love, because they’ll never forget my birthday and I’ll drown in them like the ocean. I hang you out to dry, I leave you on the side of the road, old love, because for many months I wasn’t even a destination for you I was a one night motel.
—  I hope she likes ignored calls and other girls.