i'm having all of these feelings for this stupid life ruining show

great comet songs summarized by hamilton quotes
  • prologue: we have a war to fight, let's move along.
  • pierre: meanwhile in all the bleedin' and fightin', i've been readin' and writin'
  • moscow: and we just happen to be in the greatest city in the world!
  • the private and intimate life of the house: you'll be back. soon you'll see. you'll remember you belong to me.
  • natasha & bolkonskys: here's an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements! sweet jesus!
  • no one else: look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, i'm helpless! down for the count, and i'm drowning in 'em.
  • the opera: i have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. we were at a revel with some revels on a hot night.
  • natasha & anatole: trying to catch your eyes from the side of the ballroom.
  • natasha lost: how could i dO this?
  • the duel (part one): no more sex, pour me another brew, son!
  • the duel (part two): can we agree that duels are dumb and immature? sure, but your man has to answer for his words.
  • dust and ashes: i imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. is this where it gets me? on my feet, several feet ahead of me? if i see it coming, do i run, or fire my gun, or let it be? there is no beat, no melody.
  • sunday morning: i take the children to church on sundays, the sign of the cross at the door.
  • charming: i'm so sorry to bother you at home, but i don't know where to go, and i came here all alone.
  • the ball: lord, show me how to say no to this, i don't know how to say no to this. in my mind i'm trying to go, then her (his) mouth is on mine, and i don't say no!
  • letters: why do you write like you're running out of time?
  • sonya & natasha: be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive.
  • sonya alone: i know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. i love my sister more than anything in this life, i will choose her happiness over mine, every time.
  • preparations: rumors only grow, and we both know what we know.
  • balaga: no one has more resilience, or matches my practical, tactical brilliance!
  • the abduction: one last time, relax, have a drink with me. one last time, let's take a break tonight, and i'll teach you how to say goodbye.
  • in my house: most of them in my own house. DAMN! you ever see somebody ruin their own life?
  • a call to pierre: *jefferson voice* whaaaaaaaaaaaaat
  • find anatole: i'm not here for you.
  • pierre & anatole: congratulations. you have invented a new kind of stupid. a damage you can never undo kind of stupid. an open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. truly, you didn't think this through, KIND OF STUPID.
  • natasha very ill: i'm erasing myself from the narrative. you have torn it all apart, i'm watching it burn.
  • pierre & andrey: don't lecture ME about the war, you didn't fight in it! i almost died in a trench, while you were off getting high with the french!
  • pierre & natasha: if you see him in the street, walking by her side, talking by her side, have pity. they are going through the unimaginable.
  • the great comet of 1812: let me tell you what i wish i'd known, when i was young and dreamed of glory.
horizon zero dawn // inspired starters

❛ you know what? when we met, i thought i was a big shot talking to a pretty girl hidden away in the middle of nowhere. ❜   
❛ try not to forget about me while you’re out there changing the world. ❜  
❛ i’m already under some heavy divine pressure. but i’ll try to live up to it. ❜  
❛ after all that’s happened, all you’ve done…i feel like i should drop to your knees and worship you. ❜
❛ for you sake, i must go where you will never find me. this is goodbye. ❜  

❛ i’ll always have a minute for you. maybe even two. ❜  
❛ i knew there was something about you. hammered from the stuff they make leaders out of. ❜  
❛ he’s smiling at us. ❜  

❛ i remember yelling that i didn’t care. ❜  
❛ you have to use your smarts to count for something, to serve life, not death. ❜  
❛ if you had had a child, what would you have wished for him or her? ❜  
❛ do you really not hear how ridiculous that sounds?  ❜  
❛ confidence is quiet. you’re not.  ❜  

❛ ha. it was just an instant, but i knew. i knew we’d be forever. ❜  
❛ i’ve done all i can. from here on out, the rest is up to you. ❜  
❛ there’s so much more to discover before the world ends.   ❜  
❛ the way you smiled…i had to look away or you were going to see. on my face. what had just… blossomed inside me, you know? ❜  
❛ as it turned out, it was your world all along. i was merely… trespassing. ❜  
❛ you just can’t leave me alone, can you? ❜  
❛ turn your face to the sun. ❜
❛ why is it, every time something terrible happens, everyone tells you the worst thing that ever happened to them, as though that makes it easier? ❜  
❛ no —- you don’t need to bow. ❜  

❛ the strength to stand alone is the strength to make a stand. ❜  
❛ what’s that now? don’t like the cold? ❜  
❛ welcome to my ravine of death.  ❜
❛ keep moving or you’ll die!  ❜        
❛ hey. my eyes are up here.  ❜  
❛ you defeated it…alone?  ❜  

❛ today i speak your name - but will the goddess speak it back? ❜
❛ you must be humble and respect their power. ❜  
❛ i’m here and wherever you go, i will follow. ❜  
❛ even a king can learn his lesson. ❜  

❛ we can still have a party, right? sure we can. ❜  
❛ what is that on your face? ❜  
❛ the wilds can be dangerous. you need to stay close and do as i say. ❜
❛ so? what do you say? how about we try and kill each other?  ❜  

❛ you’re still scratched up from the fall you did yesterday. ❜  
❛ what do you think i’m doing? taking a nap?  ❜  
❛ guess we can’t have everything.  ❜  
❛ so that’s what this is? a tantrum? a cry for attention?  ❜  

❛ never celebrate a victory before it’s earned. ❜  
❛ you’re bleeding. let me have a look. ❜  
❛ you’re an idiot. a dangerous idiot..but an idiot.  ❜  
❛ you were only chosen because you were a fool, too stupid to realize you were being used. ❜  

❛ not everyone follows the law like you do. ❜  
❛ take this, to … remember. ❜
❛ my fight. i can’t ask you to come with me. ❜
❛ you survived! i thought you were killed. ❜
❛ we have more important things to do than ask questions.  ❜  
❛ that could be the least creepy thing you’ve said to me.  ❜  
❛ rough going but you survived.  ❜       

❛ this attachment to me will only hold you back. ❜  
❛ you will turn back - or bleed. your choice. ❜  
❛ you can sense it. you already know you’re going to lose. ❜  
❛ i need to catch a breath.  ❜  

❛ you know, i often think of the day i gave you that scar. it’s a cherished memory. ❜  
❛ are you going to shut your mouth? because that would be a surprise. ❜
❛ it’s time to make your first kill. ❜  
❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜  
❛ you can be a real lard sometimes. cut it out. ❜  
❛ i’m not afraid of you. i’m not afraid of anything. ❜  
❛ now if you’ll excuse me, i’m going to get some sleep. i plan to be well rested when i run you into the ground tomorrow. ❜
❛ not all comforts are bad. ❜  
❛ better dead last than dead altogether. ❜  
❛ no witnesses! no survivors! ❜  
❛ are you crazy? you’re going to kill yourself! ❜  
❛ i suppose you leave that part out of the story when you tell it, don’t you? ❜
❛ ugly and ancient? like your mother? ❜
❛ to answer for what i’ve done, the lives i’ve ruined? yes. i am ready. ❜  
❛ they can’t shoot if they’re dead. ❜  
❛ hello, old friend. remember me? ❜
❛ i’m more than a threat. ❜   
❛ i don’t think either you or i are ready for that. at least not yet. ❜  

❛ i’ll take that lunch. alone. ❜  
❛ i could use someone like you by my side. ❜     
❛ we still have so much to discuss. so much you never revealed. ❜

❛ you’re lucky i happened by. one half a heart beat more, and that creature would’ve torn you in half. ❜ 
❛ i crave vengeance, do you? ❜
❛ a bold claim. i wonder if you’ll live up to it. ❜  
❛ hmm. i love your hair. ❜  
❛ still alive. good. i have a more suitable death for you in mind. ❜  
❛ knowledge has its rewards, don’t you think? ❜

❛ he was a better man than what you’d ever hope to be! ❜  
❛ i’ll remember those words when i watch your corpse burn. whatever’s left of it. ❜  

❛ i will not be worshiped! i don’t belong to you! ❜
❛ impossible. i am chosen. this was not meant to be! ❜

❛ you don’t approve? well, i have a secret for you. neither do i. ❜  
❛ well, to start, you’re strong, shrewd and capable.  ❜  

❛ we must be patient. change doesn’t come in a sunrise.  ❜  
❛ they tried to break me. shows what they know. ❜  
❛ i should have been with you. why didn’t you come for me? ❜  
❛ may the dawn find you, the day warm you, and the dusk have light to guide your path.  ❜  
❛ the better man is the one who doesn’t end up with their steaming guts on the ground. ❜
❛ once one threat is dealt with, another one looms. ❜
❛ if i live or die, they’ll call my name. ❜  
❛ i don’t usually fight if i don’t have to, but if i have to, i want to. ❜  
❛ we’ve only met a few times and yet you know me so well. ❜  
❛ i thought you just wanted tea and conversation. ❜  
❛ i wasn’t expecting to find a half clad soldier singing like a drunk.  ❜    
❛ you don’t hear me laughing.  ❜
❛ i came prepared. have arrows enough to take down armies. ❜  
❛ it’s settled. i’ll fight by your side. my only request. ❜  
❛ the wrongness here jags at me like a ❜  
❛ tomorrow, may the sun rise on a better world. ❜      
❛ you can’t ask me to stand by and watch. not when i have the power. ❜    
❛ this isn’t home anymore. ❜  
❛ my will is like the oldest ice! ❜  
❛ your whole life was a failure, and soon no one will even remember you. ❜     
❛ will change happen, if men continue to live in palaces? ❜  
❛ i did say not to break anything, didn’t i?  ❜
❛ you should sleep, if sleep comes.  ❜        
❛ i kept thinking of the moment my knife pierced your throat. one twist, a simple tug of the blade, and you would bleed out. ❜  
❛ how can you sleep, with a weight like that pressing on you? ❜  
❛ i’m not here to intrigue you. ❜  
❛ no more playing around. you’re going to have to grow up. ❜
❛ no rest for the weary, huh? ❜  
❛ don’t worry. i’ll be there for you. ❜  
❛ to say you have my gratitude feels woefully insignificant. ❜  

technomancer98  asked:

Could you write a post about INTJs and why they fail. Examine some of the popular INTJs and explain why they failed. For ex. Voldemort, etc. also maybe how they can succeed. I'm not evil,I swear.

Sure you’re not. But if you take over the world, I want in.

(Notice how my brain immediately switched to “villain” after you said “popular” simply because you used Voldemort as an example. I love my INTJ villains, so if you were hoping for something other than villains, it sucks to be you.)

Many INTJ villains fail because they have to; fiction usually dictates the good guys win (unless you are George R.R. Martin), so the INTJ has to make some stupid nonsensical mistake that their Te would probably not make in real life. Such as: leaving the hero alive (so he can cause trouble later) rather than shooting him in the face. Or stopping to boast about what a genius you are, which gives him time to figure out how to stop your maniacal plan.

If Te-using villains were like actual evil Te’s and had zero moral foundation, the movie or television series would be short, because they would simply “deal with the problem” (Te) and kill the heroes right out of the gate. Like, for example (because I love using him as one) – the cardinal in The Musketeers TV show. The series does an excellent job of establishing him as a solid Ni-Te thinking villain, where most of his decisions and evil actions are motivated through Te.

But then, there’s Lady deWinter.

As my INTJ friend pointed out, from a detached “villain” perspective, she is a loose cannon and if this were real life, and the cardinal really was a narcissist incapable of mercy (thus without any moral conscience), killing her would be the most rational solution (Te), because she endangers him at every turn. He cannot control her, she frequently screws up his plans, and threatens to ‘out’ him through association. She’s a psychopath, which means she could turn on him. Any evil INTJ would know this right out of the gate.

But because the screenwriters “like” her, and want her in the plot, the INTJ villain lets her live, in a colossal betrayal of his functional development.

That’s just an example of real life villainy vs. contrived writing. ;)

(If you want to avoid your villain murdering your hero, but still have an NTJ villain, make damn sure it’s not a “convenient” out unworthy of strong Te. Either he never managed to get his hands on your hero, or he has a rational reason for letting him live. Your hero has to be smarter than the evil NTJ villain.)

Anyway, side trip, back to the main point: INTJs fail because of poor Se.

Se is what grounds a Ni into reality. Unless an INTJ develops it, their futuristic vision or expectation lacks realistic expectations. Their perception about people, situations, or ideas will be wrong. They can become so obsessed with their dream of what the future will be, that they neglect to look around them and see what’s happening right now. And, a poor Se will make them “lazy” and “unmotivated,” so they may sit around and scheme or dream or plan and never actually get up and do anything to make those visions real.

(Example of extreme inferior-Se laziness: the cardinal telling deWinter to plant evidence in someone’s room, when he could walk upstairs and do it himself. :P)

OR… they will act irrationally and impulsively with Se, and ruin the entire thing, because FOR ONCE they didn’t think first and then can’t scramble fast enough (more poor Se) to cover their tracks (see the Musketeers season one two-part finale for a great example of the cardinal doing this).

Voldemort failed because of his arrogance. He was intelligent enough to assume he had covered all his bases and that no one could beat him. He failed because he could not adapt to his environment (bad Se). He failed because he was so fixated on making his personal vision of the future real (I will never die, I will be invincible) he did not look around or bother internalizing the meaning of Potter. He focused on the threat and missed everyone’s motivations. Because he is poor at Fi, he made a mistake common to Te users (good or bad): he underestimated how much people care.

Voldemort murdered Lily Potter, which turned Snape against him. He assumed it would not matter. He was wrong. That killed him long before his actual death. He was dead the minute he discounted Snape’s feelings.

You see this in a “good” INTJ character in the Wolf Hall books who makes the same mistake when he arranges a rational marriage for Henry VIII (a foreign princess, an alliance, everyone wins!) and then forced him to hold to it, due to diplomacy, even though Henry hated her. Cromwell signed his death certificate the minute he did that.

What is RATIONAL is not always good for people’s feelings.

Almost all INTJ villains fall into one of these traps: bad Se (misjudging situations, being delusional, failing to adapt in a dangerous situation, or acting impulsively at the wrong moment, because they cannot sense the right moment) or Te devaluation of others’ emotions (killing someone another person cares about, which causes them to turn on them later).

Non-villains still make these mistakes, but there’s nothing vindictive behind it.

Now, how as a sane, moral human being can you succeed?:

Develop your Se. Stop just trusting your hunches and look for evidence. Stop fixating on the future and engage with the present. Stop standing on the sidelines and physically engage with the world once in awhile. Stop being so intellectual that you are a physically lazy human being.

Develop your Fi. If you dismiss and belittle people, sneer at them, etc., they will not like you. To get anywhere in this world, people must like you. Healthy Te understands the world is “give and take” and unnecessary drama, insults, sarcasm, etc., is unprofessional and immature. You need not engage with people’s feelings, but you must respect them and the power they have over other people, even if they seem silly.

Don’t be afraid to take a chance. Sometimes, you have to stop thinking and try. If you fail, you recoup and try again. We are not defined by our failures, but by our willingness to keep trying.

Give yourself reasonable goals. Ones you can work toward in the short and long term, which will allow you to see you are moving forward. If you develop your Se enough, your goals will be achievable, because you will have a sense of how much you can do. Using Te too much will wear you out, so pace yourself.

Go forth INTJs and be awesome! :)

- ENFP Mod

anonymous asked:

It appears Ed has deleted his Twitter. I'm bummed to see him go but it's probably best for him mentally. People are just gonna rag on him because he's very popular now and not underrated like in 2012 (not bashing, there's nothing wrong with no longer being underrated). I don't watch GoT so I don't understand why people hate his cameo so much. Can you explain, and what are your thoughts on all of this?

I know you sent this last night and Ed’s account is back now, but I’m still going to answer it because I have Things to say about Ed’s Game of Thrones cameo. 

The people who hated it hated it for two reasons. The first reason was simply on principle, because they think they’re standing up for something. This reason is fricking stupid, I don’t mind saying. Please quote me on that: it is fricking stupid. These people don’t like Ed because he’s popular. There will always be people like this. They are ridiculous. Can you imagine disliking anything simply because other people like it? The bizarre thing is these people like to say they dislike popular things because they “have taste” or can “decide for themselves what is good” but what they are actually doing is letting the taste of other people influence whether or not they like something without giving themselves a chance to exercise their own taste and choose for themselves in the first place. They convince themselves something is shitty because they’re not the one who discovered it first. The logic – where is it? If I ever make an ass of myself complaining on the internet about not liking something on principle because it got popular without my help, feel free to put me out of my misery because I never want to live a life full of that much stupid.

So. These people didn’t like Ed’s cameo because they unreasonably hate him for being popular and he was on their favorite show, thereby ruining it. You just have to ignore the fact that their favorite show is literally the most popular show in the world. Otherwise their already ridiculous argument breaks down even further in the telling.

The other reason some people didn’t like Ed’s cameo is because they didn’t understand the purpose of that scene within the episode. It is admittedly longish for a scene in which not a lot of action takes place, but that is the point of the scene. Yes, it’s just three minutes of small talk between a main character and some soldiers she meets along the road, but the scene works to humanize everyone in it. Arya has just brutally murdered several of her enemies and is on the way to murder another one (probably several) when she meets these soldiers, the men loyal to the very people she’s on her way to kill. There aren’t really that many of them and considering her skill, she could probably kill them pretty easily, especially given how vulnerable they are in this moment with their weapons in a pile off to one side and the fact that they don’t think of her as a threat. She’s eyeing their swords because she is obviously considering killing them. But then–! They’re unexpectedly nice to her. The soldiers of her enemies offer her food and wine and a place by their fire, and they’re friendly and polite to her, and they talk to her about their lives, about what they’d be doing if they were home where they want to be instead of off fighting someone else’s war. The scene is about Arya realizing that these guys are just people like her, that they have families and hobbies and hopes, and that it’s not their fault they happen to be on opposite sides of this fight. They show her that they aren’t soulless monsters the way you’d want to believe about your enemies and so she spares them, proving that she hasn’t become soulless either despite what she’s done, and they all share this quiet few minutes of peace and humanity in the middle of their otherwise bloody and brutal lives. 

The complaint from those who don’t get it: it’s boring. It’s three minutes of nothing happening because they just wanted to write an overrated popstar into the show. To this, I say: YOUR FACE IS BORING. And just because you don’t get it, you’re going to come online and act like it’s Ed Sheeran’s fault your mind isn’t analytical enough to understand the themes and nuances of your dragon show? Listen, this scene is brilliant. And touching. And sad and beautiful. It makes you question what it means to fight for something, what the point of it is, whether maybe there’s a better way – like sitting by the fire and singing a song together while drinking blackberry wine and being nice

The people who don’t understand this scene wouldn’t have understood it no matter who played Ed’s part, but I frankly think it was a perfect casting. A guy who is this famous, someone you might expect to hate but who actually has a reputation for being kind to people, playing the part of a soldier in the enemy’s army who is actually kind. Art imitating life! I love it.

Oh, and I guess the third kind of person who bashed Ed’s Game of Thrones appearance is just the usual trolls. 

Here’s the bottom line, though: there is no real, logical reason to hate Ed’s cameo. I’m not saying people aren’t allowed, obviously. If they don’t like him, for whatever bizarre reason they can come up with, then that’s their prerogative. But  the fact is he looked great, sounded great, did as good a job delivering his lines as any of the other people in the scene, and was all around a pleasure to watch – and certainly the opposite of a show ruiner. And this is coming from a huge Game of Thrones fan! There may be other people - both famous and unknown - who could have done as good a job as Ed did in that role, but there is no one who could have done it better

And did I mention how great he sounded? :D

Alllllrighty, all that being said, and to address the other part of your message, I’m not actually convinced the twitter thing had much (if anything) to do with people dissing Ed’s Game of Thrones appearance. In fact, I’ve seen a lot more positive and/or funny feedback about it than negative. I think a lot of people - and the media - are assuming the GoT cameo was related because the two things happened within a day of each other and so the hate has been blown largely out of proportion to be used as a reason. But unless Ed or Stuart or somebody releases some sort of statement about it saying that was the case, I don’t think it’s necessary or productive to link the two things together. I’m content that Ed’s cameo was perfect, and his twitter account is back. :) 

i wrote more baby promptis

So apart from the whole ‘saving the world from eternal darkness’ thing, Noctis is pretty sure he’s not a good king. He kinda wishes he’d paid more attention to his dad’s advice, or to Ignis’s lecturing, years back, when they were trying to prepare him for the role. He’d been more interested in playing video games at the arcade with Prompto, though. And things have come full circle, yeah, in the sense that now he’s more interested in lounging around in bed with Prompto all day. But he’s the king, and there’s meetings to attend. There are diplomats to meet with, treaties to forge with the remnants of other nations. Altissia held out surprisingly well, and their government remained intact through the ten years, and they’re still kinda holding a bit of a grudge about the time Noctis let a god wreak havoc on their city, imagine that.

Noctis is pretty sure that the fact that he saved the world from eternal darkness is the only thing that’s making people overlook the fact that he’s an incompetent fool. Prompto is always quick to point out that Noct’s not doing a half-bad job. Ignis is quick to point out that as dumb as Noctis might be, he is more than capable of covering up the king’s messes.

Noctis, King of Lucis, is currently trying to take an afternoon nap. Trying, being the key word. He’s got a miraculous break in his schedule. He’d spent all morning hashing out a trade agreement with Altissia. The one good thing about a city being in ruins and inhabited by a mad immortal king and a boatload of daemons is that the royal coffers are still full. The downside is that money is less important than commodity goods. It’s giving him a headache.

He has three hours until he has to be back to work, and he shows up to royal quarters in a mess, toys strewn across the living room, Prompto’s breakfast half-eaten on the coffee table, the television droning in the background, and a panicked husband pacing back and forth with a screaming baby.

“He won’t stop crying,” Prompto says, in a voice that suggests he’s thirty seconds from an emotional breakdown, “all morning, Noctis, I’ve tried everything…

Noctis is not getting his nap.

“Give him here,” he sighs, and Prompto passes their screaming son over. Usually, the magical connection is soothing. Right now, though, it does nothing. The baby is still screeching his lungs out. His soft black curls are matted against his forehead. His little freckled cheeks are splotchy and wet with tears. His face is scrunched up into a pathetic wail.

“Ignis says he’s probably teething,” Prompto runs a hand through his hair, and he collapses onto the couch the moment he’s not holding the screaming baby anymore. “He said to give him something cold to chew on but it’s not helping, Noct, I’m sorry, I know you’re busy but I didn’t sleep last night and I’m so goddamn tired and he’s hurting and—“

“Calm down,” Noct sighs. He’s good at the king voice. He knows it cuts through the panic and the fear that still grips Prompto at times, when he’s feeling particularly helpless or useless or upset, and right now, it’s sorely needed.

Prompto falls silent. The baby’s still crying, though the sobs have died down a little, are at least no longer shattering their eardrums. His little fists are clenched into his shirt, and Noct’s pretty sure he’s got snot stains all over the fine, satiny fabric. Fantastic.

“I’ve got a thing later,” Noctis says, his voice softening a touch. “But I’m free till then. I’ll take him, you should sleep.”

“I can’t sleep while he’s in pain,” Prompto whines, and as if in response to that, the baby breaks into another wail, loud and miserable. Noctis groans, and Prompto buries his face under a pillow.

“Hate to break it to you, but I don’t think we can do much,” Noctis understands, though. His heart’s breaking in a way he hadn’t quite expected, seeing those tear-filled, bright blue eyes – Prompto’s eyes – staring at him. Pathetically. Asking him to make it better, in the only way he can. Fuck.

“Just gotta grin and bear it, little guy,” Noctis says softly, cradling the baby up against his chest, chin propped against his shoulder, one hand gently smoothing over the back of the baby’s sweat-covered tonberry onesie.

“Parenting sucks sometimes,” Prompto grumbles. “Why did nobody tell us it was gonna be hard?”

“You expect anything in our lives to be easy?” Noctis laughs a little, and the baby wails again, in response. “Hey, it’s okay, shh, I know, I’m talking in a big scary voice, huh…?”

Prompto slowly lifts his head, and sits up. His eyes are red with exhaustion, maybe a few tears of his own shining wet across freckled cheeks. “You’re way better with him than I am,” he admits, frowning, chewing his lip. “Totally not fair, Noct.”

“I’m not better,” Noctis says – though he’s mindful of his voice now, keeping his tone gentle, low – pacing slow circles around the room. “You’re just as important. You’re just tired, you’ve been dealing with him all morning.”

“He’s not crying as much with you,” Prompto points out, “… not that it’s a bad thing. Just. Hard, y’know?”

Noctis frowns. He paces his way back around, to the couch, and crouches down, back aching, to pass the baby back over. “Luck, more than anything,” he says, and it’s still amazing, still goddamn perfect, the way Prompto’s eyes light up as he reaches out and cradles their son close to his chest.

The baby’s still crying, but his sobs die down a little more, hitching, and he offers up something close to a smile as Prompto settles him in his lap, a hand gently ruffling through the boy’s dark hair.  

“See? Think he just cried himself out,” Noctis mumbles, exhausted, and he settles down on the floor, right on his knees, leaning his head to rest on Prompto’s thigh, eyes drifting shut. Prompto’s foot nudges into his side, and they share a moment, quiet, exhausted, happy despite it all.

“You’re always right, y’know that?” Prompto’s voice is drifting, and they’ll only have a couple of moments  of blissful dozing before the baby starts screaming again, but it’s enough. “Stupid chosen king.”

Stupid chosen king, indeed.

Things one could do with Zexion’s powers

Alternate Title: Why Zexion’s powers are broken as fuck in the right hands

Notes: 
This is an exercise in creativity not morality. 
Also doesn’t account for probable energy/planning needed to do all this crud.
Also there is admittedly some overlap but not a ton 

  1. Do a lot of social experiments 
  2. Avoid anyone who annoys me by turning invisible every time they walk by
  3. Avoid people by turning into someone else and giving them false directions
  4. Get out of random things in general by turning invisible and sneaking off
  5. Create an illusion of godzilla and have it rampage through town
  6. Create a bunch of will o wisps and see how many travelers I can lead astray (this is admittedly inspired by the fact that Zexion’s powers are similar to that of Japanese folklore foxes) 
  7. Ruin someone’s reputation by pretending to be them 
  8. Pull a Noctis and summon a bunch of different weapons to fight with (this idea didn’t come from Noctis, it’s sort of a natural progression from summoning a bunch of the same weapon which we saw in Kh II, speaking of which)
  9. Summon a bunch of the same weapon to fight with
  10. Copy anime fighting moves or just action fighting move in general (like you could totally summon the giga drill from Gurren Lagann) 
  11. Create clones of myself to make things like cleaning and homework go faster
  12. Have my clone appear to be attentive during a meeting while I secretly do something else in a spot nearby 
  13. Be the best cosplayer ever 
  14. Make small changes to my physical appearance for short amounts of time 
  15. Talk to multiple people at once (admittedly they probably have to be fairly close in proximity to one another and I would have to able to keep track of multiple conversations at once)
  16. Throw a giant boat at someone
  17. Create cute animals for other people to pet and hold
  18. Bring imaginary creatures to life 
  19. Turn into an animal myself and sneak around 
  20. Make it seem like some ferocious animals have escaped from the zoo 
  21. Make people think a place is legitimately haunted 
  22. Open a kick ass haunted house and make a ton of money 
  23. Become the best special effects artist ever and make a ton of money
  24. Become the most amazing magician ever and make a ton of money
  25. Cheat on an exam by A. Creating a clone to take the test B. Having the original me stand behind the smartest kid in class while invisible C. Having my clone copy answers from the smartest kid in class 
  26. Be the best voice imitator ever
  27. Imitate the voices of people I don’t like and make them say stupid shit
  28. Be the best singer ever because I change my voice to sound like anyone and hit any note
  29. Memorize a piece of music and then pretend to play it on an instrument
  30. Actually learn a piece of music and then use my illusions to make it sound slightly better
  31. Summon a clone and then have a discussion/argument with myself 
  32. Mute annoying people (if I can create the illusion of sound I can probably create the illusion of silence) 
  33. Reenact entire movie sequences to a T
  34. Bring cartoon characters to life 
  35. Make people question whether reality is real or not
  36. Start an urban legend or perpetuate an urban legend
  37. Fake my own death and then show up to my own funeral 
  38. Make money and then buy stuff with it (like I said exercise in creativity not morality) 
  39. Become the best spy ever 
  40. Make an area seem cleaner than it actually is
  41. Sneak into movies 
  42. Be the master of pranks
  43. Create the illusion of an army and then storm a place (also works for protests)
  44. Carry around contraband items by making them look like something else
  45. Always pass room inspections
  46. Make yourself seem older or younger than you actually are  
  47. Create an imaginary friend that isn’t invisible 
  48. Make something appear to spontaneously combust 
  49. Start a fight between friends by either pretending to be one of them or doing the whole invisible thing (be invisible, do something, wait for one person to blame the other, repeat until they’re fighting one another)
  50. Throw random glitter and confetti into the air 

Edit: Oh forgot one, create 3d models to help visualize what you’re trying to create with an artistic medium (ie you need to draw the dragon you see in your head, make an illusion of the dragon in your head and then draw it) 

lostfanboy  asked:

"Hey, hey, calm down, they can't hurt you anymore." With treebros and/or kliensen because I'm in an angsty dear Evan Hansen mood

As much as I love setting things in the AWE universe, I decided to go for a slightly happier Connor Lives au for a change (with an extra side of “they all became friends”). Slight Sincerely three. (TW for homophobic slurs)

Send me characters or ships from musicals with a prompt from here.


Jared stared at his locker, a stony expression on his face. The thick, black strokes stood out against the dull blue he was so familiar with that seeing that precise shade anywhere else made him sick. Three characters. Three simple characters had ruined his whole day. Two of the characters were created with three sharp strokes, while the last was created as a continuous curve. 

   F  A G

There was a small, phallic doodle underneath the word. It wasn’t clever. It wasn’t good. Hell, even the spacing was off. But it made his blood boil all the same.

He wished he could laugh it off. Find some cleaner that could get rid of sharpie, wipe it off, pretend it never happened. That’s what he should do. But something in his brain wouldn’t let it go. It took every ounce of control he had to not break down right there, in the middle of the hallway like a freak. He clenched his fists so hard he could almost feel his fingernails break his skin.

“So Evan asked for my help with his math homework,” Jared had noted long ago that Connor was never one for proper greetings, often startling others by initiating conversations when he hadn’t even announced his presence, just like now, “except I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing in that class so I figured the three of us could– Hey, are you ok dude?”

Jared didn’t turn to look at him. “Peachy.”

“What’s the–” Connor followed Jared’s gaze, eyes landing on the crude graffiti. “Oh no.”

“Fuckin’ stupid. It’s just some idiot with a sharpie who has nothing better to do with his life than harass some kid no one even talks to.”

“That doesn’t make it better. That doesn’t make it ok. That doesn’t make it right.” Connor sighed. “It still fills you with rage. And you still have every right to feel that way. I’ve been dealing with this bullshit since seventh grade.”

“Is that so?” Connor nodded in his periphery. “So how exactly do you ‘deal’ with it?”

“Punch the kid that did it in the face. They usually think twice before doing it again.”

“Sounds great. Recognize the writing? I would love to punch something right now.”

Connor examined the thick strokes. “Can’t say that I do.” He pulled out his phone and began taking pictures.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Gathering evidence. Knowing our school system, they’ll have the janitors clean it up this evening and pretend it never happened. We can show it to the administrators and get the vandal’s ass expelled.”

“But we don’t know who it is. And the administrators aren’t going to take it seriously unless we have concrete proof.”

“Yeah, but we got a killswitch named Alana Beck who probably knows everyone’s handwriting and won’t stop badgering them until they find and punish the one’s responsible.”

“For the love of god do not send that to Alana.”

“I won’t. So long as the administrators take this matter seriously.”

“I’m not going to take it to them.”

“I know. That’s why I’m going to.” Jared tried to protest, but at that moment the bell rang. “I should get to class. See you at Evan’s.” And with that Connor walked off. Jared took one last glare at the locker before dragging himself to his next class.


Jared rang the doorbell until Evan answered. Evan seemed surprised to see him.

“Where’s Connor?”

Jared shrugged. “He just said we should meet here after school. So here I am.” He looked at Evan. “Wait, Connor really isn’t here yet?” Evan shook his head. He moved aside and invited Jared in. Jared followed Evan to the living room and sat down on the couch.

“So, um, how was your day?”

Jared shrugged. “Uneventful.” He discreetly clenched a fist.

“Oh.” The two sat in silence for a few moments before Evan spoke up again. “So, um, like, don’t get mad but um, Connor– Connor told me about the locker.”

Jared shook his head. “Of fucking course he did.”

Evan frowned. “He just, um, he said he thought he knew who did it but he wanted me to confirm before saying anything, and, um, he was right.”

Jared suddenly felt the bottled up rage become active once more. “That fucking liar, he said he didn’t know–”

“Well, that’s why he talked with me. Because, um, he thought I could recognize the writing. And I did.”

Jared stood up. “Who the fuck did this? I need to teach them a lesson.” Moving as fast as he could, Evan jumped out of his seat and blocked Jared’s path.

“We-we-we already told– We already told the administrators and, um, they’ve talked with the person, and they’re considering the appropriate punishment.”

“I think I’ve got an idea for an appropriate punishment.” He tried to get past Evan, but the boy blocked his path again.

“Jared, it’s-it’s fine, it’s being taken care of, and you don’t even know–”

“Get out of my way Evan!”

“Hey, hey, calm down, they can’t hurt you anymore." Blinded by anger, Jared pushed Evan aside. And suddenly all the anger he felt was replaced by regret, and sadness. Evan stared at him, concerned and almost fearful. Jared stepped back as his eyes filled with tears.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m fucking– I didn’t mean– I’m an asshole– I–” Jared sank to his knees as the tears fell. He was so angry he had shoved Evan Hansen, the boy he’d cared about so much that Jared had literally worried himself sick over his wellbeing.

“I know, you were– you were just angry…” Evan rushed to Jared’s side, kneeling right next to him and putting his arm around Jared. “Look, I’m ok. I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me. I’m fine.”

Jared gasped for air between sobs. “I don’t… I shouldn’t care this much… I don’t… I don’t know why I’m so angry…”

“Jared, you should feel angry. What they did was– what they did was fucked up, it probably messed with your sense of security, and you shouldn’t have to make excuses for how you feel.” Evan moved so he was kneeling directly in front of Jared. “But you’re safe here. You have me. And we will make sure the bastard that did this gets what they deserved. Nobody should make you ashamed of who you are.” Jared looked into Evan’s kind eyes, so full of love and understanding, and began bawling again. Evan wrapped his arms around Jared in a hug, and Jared just held on as if for dear life. The vandal had made him feel ashamed of who he was, but somehow Evan made him feel proud of it, like he was special because of who he was. 

It took a few minutes for things to calm down, but Jared stayed clinging to Evan for as long as he could justify. They finally broke away, Jared wiping away tears and chuckling a bit. “So, when does Murphy get here? He said you had some math homework you both needed help with?”

Evan’s phone went off. He pulled it out. “Speak of the devil,” he muttered. He saw Evan’s face contort into a horrified, then frustrated expression as he read the text. Evan rolled his eyes, shook his head and turned back to Jared. “We have to go help Connor.”

“What? Why? What happened?”

“He injured his hand, it’s all bloody.”

“What did he do?”

“Punched some kid’s teeth in.” Every bit of self control Jared had was focused on keeping his facial muscles in check, but he still couldn’t help the small smirk that slid across his face.

anonymous asked:

I'm kinda curious why do you hate yoi? Fandom is weird as hell but what's so wrong with the series alone?

IT IS THE FANDOM THAT PROVOKES THE MOST HATRED IN ME.

The Yuri on Ice fandom has utterly ruined the show for me, and honestly, if the fandom didn’t harass real life figure skaters, hallmark executives, and people who don’t like their precious show, all with their battlecry of “well you’re just homophobic”, then i probably would’ve just dismissed yuri on ice as “ok.”

It was mediocre.

A fanservice-fueled mess of romantic cliches, awkward figure skating animation, and sexy butt shots.

Let me lay this down, alright?

Its writing is disjointed, and its characters are either one shot characters or terribly inconsistent, like I still don’t know if Victor is a sociopathic simpleton or just a juvenile, shallow egocentric adult who just doesn’t know how to coach AT ALL.

Or if Yuri is confident or NOT confident.

We never saw ANY reason for him to suddenly be confident in himself, other than he’s sexually attracted to Victor, and Victor is sexually attracted to him, and this for some reason culminates in a sudden increase in talent.

Victuuri as a relationship is also rather poor, which is BAD since the whole series literally hinged itself on it.

It’s based off a drunken encounter that failed to be endearing to ME, because I was wondering why the fuck a stripper pole is present at a black tie formal event banquet.

I also don’t find Victor’s reasons for being attracted to him compelling.

What, he was ballsey while drunk? He skated kinda nice in a youtube video?

Or he just wanted to fuck the shit out of him?

Like…ok, fine. That could work.

Except it didn’t, because Victor never went into that shit at all.

Yuri didn’t even remember it.

And what, they developed a bond while training?

SO WHY DIDN’T WE SEE IT?

What is there to like?

And even if we did see it, look at the characters.

Let’s ignore canon relationships, and look at them as people.

what is there to like about Yuri Katsuki?

That he’s shy and “sweet?”

If you made him female, he would be the least interesting moe shoujo harem chick ever seen.

You would absolutely not like him if he were, say, Shinji Ikari, nervous and unsure of himself in times of crisis.

People like Yuri for only a few reasons, and they’re as follows:

He’s a stand in for them, a gay stand in so they don’t have to be threatened by a cute anime girl.

And he’s shy and flustered and uwu soooo cute, but also sexy and assertive and a power bottom, so I’m told.

These are not traits that stand on their own. They are entirely dependent on an active base of fangirls with no desire to see said character doing anything else or developing.

He’s DULL in other words.

And so is VICTOR.

He’s the ace who can do anything, but chooses to be interested in the guy with low self confidence.

Wish fulfillment. That’s what that is.

Sexy guy takes interest in the “nobody.”

Oldest trick in the book.

And if your argument is that the characters don’t need to be good…uh, yes, they do, because it’s a “sports anime,” purportedly…

Sports anime NEED to focus on either characters and their relationships, or the sport itself.

Yuri on ice fumbled both.

We saw Yuri and Victor vaguely talk about stupid ass shit that revealed nothing about themselves as people…and drop sexual innuendo.

Then we had some bloated individual character drama that either got dropped from the main plot or was simply boring.

Like Sala and her brother?

That weird guy with the fucked up mascara and his angst over his bitchy ex girlfriend?

Minami?

Those two people I don’t even remember, the Pewdiepie lookalike?

Seriously, Yuri on Ice could’ve been really, really good if it had cut some of the extra characters.

Made Victor and Yuri more like PEOPLE, and not puppets that existed solely to sell some yaoi fangirl bait.

And if Yuri Plisetsky and Otabek were the main couple, yeah.

The thing is, anon, that these things don’t make it the worst anime ever.

I’ll say that liberally.

Yuri on ice isn’t the worst anime ever.

I liked parts of it.

Mostly Yuri P, Otabek, and JJ. I thought JJ should’ve had more of a role, he was talented and his skating was daring, that was a good dynamic.

But why did I really hate this anime?

BECAUSE IT HINGED ON VICTUURI.

A BORING COUPLE OF ANIME STEREOTYPES THAT ARE ONLY APPEALING-

Because they’re gay.

I can guarantee you that if one of them was female, ya’ll would hate it.

And if you’re saying, ok, but it’s revolutionary because it chose to make them both male, that’s a good thing, isn’t it animentality?

Wrong.

It would’ve been revolutionary to have a real story.

Hinged on competition.

And actual anxiety, not anxiety that comes and goes according to when the writers feel like putting it in there.

Panic attacks, nausea, inability to perform…and not YURI fucking crying and then suddenly being perfectly able to perform right afterwards simply because Victor…

SAID SOMETHING REALLY STUPID.

That’s right.

Yuri’s “anxiety” is used as a romantic plot device.

It’s an excuse for Victor to comfort him.

It magically vanishes whenever it doesn’t need to be there.

But my point is…

That Yuri on ice could’ve built up a relationship between them…one without the sauna scenes, without the sexy posing, without the sexy lip touching and ass groping and stupid fanservice touching.

It could’ve built it slowly.

and then the last episode.

They could’ve kissed.

And then it would’ve excused all of the absolute mess that was its story, and its characters.

If they had chosen to make it SEEM like a conventional sports anime instead of hyping it up as gay from the start, then i could’ve forgiven anything else.

I could even forgive its creepy ass anon hate flame warring fandom.

But they didn’t.

They chose to give us two guys sort of kissing, and then having the plot change NOTHING.

They chose to give us a teasing wedding proposal that didn’t seem like one, since Yuri never said yes, and they don’t wear their rings in promotional art.

Nor does Yuri actually WIN his stupid metal.

They gave us a dog in the hospital and a lot of back hugs.

Great.

Mediocre anime, anon.

I wouldn’t hate it just for being mediocre…

If its fandom didn’t so actively lead the charge against “homophobes,” acting like their fujobait is some kind of revolutionary of the LGBT movement, the spearhead that ends all homophobia.

Love on ice isn’t plagiarism.

Your anime is just WEAK.

It’s imitated the work of others, and then claims ownership of that work, calling anything even vaguely like it plagiarism.

It claims domination over all forms of lgbt media because it doesn’t “Sexualize” even though the first episode has Victor’s ass in our faces. Even though everyone inexplicably decides to strip and show off those oiled abs for all of us.

It tells me that this honest review is nothing but homophobic.

That by noticing sexualization, I am sexualizing gays.

It says that because I don’t like the show for fetishizing a gay couple, for touting it as an icon of gay media when it didn’t even have the guts to refer to the two of them as a “couple” and chose instead to have Kubo Mitsuro leave it as “ambiguous” that I am some kind of irrational beast who just doesn’t like gays.

Yes, anon.

I hate yoi.

And let me be candid with my followers, too, the new ones, who didn’t, perhaps, know about this.

I hate yuri on ice.

Not because it’s implied that Yuri and Victor have a relationship.

But because it’s implied they have a relationship.

And yaoi fangirls, ah, they don’t care.

They masturbate with their feelings, remember? As long as the guys are hot, they’ll claim LGBT activism.

They’ll stress how important it is, how special it is, that Yuri on ice is successful (ignoring the fact that they made it successful, AS IN they, the fetishizing young women audience exploited in the past by many other forms of fanservice).

And that…cannot be torn apart from the show.

I cannot judge the show separately from the fandom.

It is a part of it, it IS the show.

Without its fandom, what does it have to offer?

Nothing.

Look at Free!

What happened to it?

Now compare it to snk, what do you see?

Snk has an apocalypse, monsters, a fight for human survival, the depths of the human will.

What does Yuri on ice have?

A meandering story with shallow problems and sexy guys being cute for a camera.

Some corporate-cut standards box full of shit that’s been done before, just not in a gay way.

What’s wrong with the series alone?

Nothing.

It just can’t stand alone.

anonymous asked:

hi, new to your blog so i don't know if you've done this, but a fic based on the au where michael goes blind after the fire?

Ok so before I post this I wanna say I am so sorry that this is so awful and if you wanna send me something to help me fix it go ahead.

Here it is:

“Dude why the hell is Braille so hard to read?”

Jeremy sighed, “I could just read a book to you if you’d like?”

Michael was pacing the room with a book in his hand, his fingers scanning the pages as he practiced reading Braille.

“No way, I gotta learn to read this myself, you feel? I just don’t get why they couldn’t just make the dots form actual letters…”

“I’m sure there’s a reason- and can you stop pacing? You’re making me nervous.”

Michael rolled his eyes behind his glasses, and made his way towards Jeremy’s voice. He waved his waking stick around, whacking Jeremy in the knee in the process.

“Ow! Dude- careful! I swear you do that on purpose sometimes.”

Michael chuckled, “of course not, not to my best buddy” he plopped down on the couch next to him.

Jeremy sighed, his face was completely drained of joy. All he could think about was the Michael was blind. It happened after the fire, Michale had gotten trapped inside the bathroom that he left him in. Let’s just say the ambulance had to drag him out. He’s got a nasty scar on his face, arm, and a bit of his chest too, but the worst one had to be his lack of vision. At first Jeremy used to catch himself whenever he got upset around Michael, he would always know Jeremy was upset the second his eyebrow twitched. But now Jeremy learned that as long as you keep your tone up, Michael can’t know. It’s cruel to let Michael be ignorant through his damn injury that he caused, but he can’t help it.

“So you’ve got any plans for today?”

Jeremy hummed, “nah…I look like shit.”

“Well as a gay, you look pretty great.”

Jeremy would have blushed, but honestly he just couldn’t. “You can’t even see me dude…”

“Yeah but I remember, how could I forget? I really don’t think you’ll change till maybe thirty.”

Jeremy simply hummed again. It was awkward now, there were so many things they couldn’t do anymore. They couldn’t game, roller skate, go for a drive, watch movies. It really seemed like the only things they could do was…get high.

Michael leaned against Jeremy’s shoulder. “Stop sulking man.”

“I’m not.”

“Hey now…it’s alright. This totally blows man.”

This totally blows.

When Michael had woken up in the ambulance, Jeremy was right there. He’d gotten the call from Jake, who was yelling about a fire and injury but all he heard was “Michael” and “ambulance” at the time. It wasn’t until he was in the hospital that Jenna explained via text what really went down. And god did Jeremy feel bad.

Jeremy had already heard the news, that chances were Michael couldn’t see anymore. He crossed his fingers for some kind of miracle. And then Michael woke up.

“Michael? Buddy? Hey yeah look…open-open your eyes!!”

He gave a strained smile as he stood over Michael. The latter peeled his eyes open as though dry glue were keeping them together. He groaned, “shit…everything hurts what the fuck…”

“Hey Mike! How you feeling?”

“Jeremy?” His eyes lazily scanned the room but focused on nothing. Jeremy knew before his heart could drop, the discoloration in his eyes said it all.

Michael sat up quickly, banging his head into Jeremy’s.

“Michael hey calm-”

“Holy shit I can’t- I can’t see!! Jeremy why can’t I see!? What the fuck it going on?! I can’t– I cant!!” Michael was instantly in a state of panic, his hands clawing at his face in a way that haunted Jeremy’s dreams.

Jeremy grabbed his wrists, “calm down!! Calm down… it’s gonna be ok!”

“Jeremy I can’t fucking see and you think-”

“I know I know I’m sorry, just take a deep breath and I’ll explain everything ok.”

It was hard to ignore the big fat tears that rolled down Michael’s face. He had this look of shock his in eyes, but his expression stayed still and unwavering as he hiccuped for breaths. Jeremy hugged him, promising to help him through this. When Michael calmed down he said one thing only, “this totally blows man.”

Jeremy didn’t even realize he was crying until tears landed in his lap. He looked around, no longer in the painful memory of the hospital. Rather he was on the couch at Michael’s house with said boy leaning up against him. In any other circumstance that’d be a dream. He gave a wet inhale, nearly sobbing into his fist. Shit.

“Jeremy..?”

Jeremy wanted to answer him but he couldn’t, his voice would be a dead giveaway. As though his shaking shoulders weren’t enough.

“Hey Jeremy answer me.”

“M-mich-Michael…” he choked out, voice wavering and cracked.

“Aw dude…come here” he was wrapped in warm sweater covered arms. Jeremy started letting out sobs loudly, shaking in Michael’s arms.

“Talk to me Jere… what’s wrong?”

“How can you- can you be so ok with this?!” Deep down he knew Michael wasn’t. But he never showed it besides for the night he woke up.

“After everything I’ve done to you, you still hang out with me?! Hell you- you trust me?! I ruined- destroyed your life and you just- you trust me to be your damn eyes!?”

“I know.”

Jeremy went from a screaming to emotional statements “You can’t fucking see.”

“I know.”

“You can’t do so many things you love anymore.”

“I know.”

“I ruined your life”

“That’s..this wasn’t your fault ok. You can’t keep blaming yourself for this Jeremy.” He ran his hand through Jeremy’s hair and rubbed his back. Two things that usually calmed him down, but now it did nothing.

Jeremy pulled away from the hug, “how can I not?! I’m the reason you were in that stupid fucking bathroom! I’m the reason you were even at the party! I should have gone back! I should have-”

Michael decided to just let Jeremy go off. Let all the emotions of this week out. Jeremy sobbed and yelled about what an awful person, friend, and thing he was. He yelled about how Michael deserved better, how Michael could have been better off, how he should have listened to Michael. Michael Michael Michael. Neither even remembers how long it took Jeremy to calm down or what did it. He was just hiccuping into Michael’s shirt, his face hidden.

“…if you ask me, I couldn’t have a better player one. You’ve been doing such a good job helping me adjust…”

“But I-”

“You’re my best friend Jeremy. I forgive you. You’ve gotta forgive yourself. I know that won’t be now but…start working on it, ok?”

When Jeremy nodded, Michale planted a kiss to his forehead. Then he guided his hand over his face, feeling every inch of Jeremy. Making out his distressed frown, the bags in his eyes, the tears, all of it. Of course all this upset Michael too, hence why he joked around about it so much. But he’d be ok, he had Jeremy.

“Hey now uh..now we have an excuse to get that dog we’ve always wanted.”

Michael snorted and hugged Jeremy closer, “hell to the yeah we do.”

They’ll be ok.

Pack My Heart With Your Casettes

Her fingers lightly strummed on the golden strings, and she watched them vibrate. Max hummed lightly under her breath, legs crossed, and glanced out the window. Raindrops raced one another down the glass against a cool grey backdrop. She stopped playing and watched for a moment. She always watched the rain, because Billy used to. He would sit there for hours on quiet October days, and she would watch him watch it, and she would feel lonely, because even then when Billy was sweet, he still loved the rain more than her.

Max tore her gaze away and focused instead on Steve. He was on his back reading a comic she’d loaned him, squinting even while wearing his glasses. Max gingerly set the guitar aside and pulled herself off the floor and onto the bed, where she settled at his feet.

Steve pretended to read for another minute or so, before setting the book aside and raising his brows. “Bored?”

“No,” she said, to her own surprise. Sometimes the words just flowed out. “I don’t know. I was just thinking… did you ever wish you had a younger sibling?”

“Only kid sister I’ll ever need is you, Maxine,” he said, grinning stupidly. She felt warm, like she always did when she was with him, and talking with him like this (or with the boys; sometimes she could just be sitting there while they yelled at and over one another, and she would feel love for them like nothing else). She supposed love like that, the kind that came out in random waves, only belonged to those who’d had it bottled up for so long; it was so desperate to escape that it just… well, it just did. And it was sort of terrifying, but sort of wonderful too.

“I’m serious, though.” She picked at the hole in her jeans. “Did you?”

Steve sat up a little and was silent for a moment. She took a moment just then to eye those boxes in the corner; the ones landed CLOTHES and JUNK and STUFF I STOLE FROM JONNY. It was all too much, and it was happening too fast. Why can’t we just watch the rain forever and ever?

“I guess I did, a couple of times,” he shrugged. “I think after a while I realised my life was hard enough. Adding another kid to the mix wouldn’t help anything with my parents, it’d only make it worse.”

Max nodded. “I always wanted a big brother,” she said, and then her cheeks flamed. “I mean… I had Billy after our parents got married, but before then. I thought it’d be pretty cool to have someone…” someone at all. “Then Billy came along and ruined that.”

“And then I came along,” he added, eyes bright, “and I made it better, right?”

“And now you’re leaving.”

The words were out before she could even think. Steve leaned back. He ran a hand through his hair while she mentally swore at herself and tried to drown the mixed feelings of loss and regret in her chest.

“Max,” he said, his tone not at all harsh (more strained; old, like her dad’s had been—that man had always been tired, but his eyes had been warm; warm and brown, like Steve’s). “I have to go. What else am I supposed to do?”

“Then take me with you,” she offered, hope building within. “Please?”

“Yeah? What about your friends? What about school? What about the fact that my parents aren’t even helping me out with money—I can’t afford to live with anyone else.”

Max bit her lip. It was a stupid idea. “Oh. Right.”

“I’m sorry, kid, I didn’t mean it like that.” He swallowed. “I want you to be happy, you know? I just hope you want the same for me. And I can’t be happy here.”

“Well neither can I!” She found herself standing, heart pounding and fists balled. “I can’t do this anymore! I can’t go to school with those people and pretend like I’m okay! I can’t lose you!”

Steve met her eyes. “I’m not all that you have,” he said.

But I wished for you. “I don’t even have you, now.” Max scooped up her bag and stormed out, ignoring his calls after her, and running when he jumped out of bed. Tears streamed openly down her face. She hated herself, and she hated Billy, and she hated him.

No, she didn’t. She couldn’t ever. But it didn’t matter, because he didn’t love her enough to stick around.

anonymous asked:

i'm actually dying to see number 11, haha... number 11 please?

11. Friends with benefits… but I actually like you

Nico buttoned up his jeans. His brain urged him to get the words out quickly, he had a shift starting in half an hour and time was never on his side. 

Percy Jackson, his best friend since sophomore year in high school, had the type of relationship with Nico he had with all his other friends. Hang out, drink beer on Friday nights and tell stupid jokes. But Nico was different, they had deeper, meaningful conversations about life and desires, they had no shame in sharing the same straw or toothbrush… even the same bed. 

Throughout college, they relied on each other for all-nighters, rides, advice, and someone to relax with. The first time they had sex, it was supposed to be a no-strings-attached thing that would never happen again. But it did. They both loved it, they wanted to do it again, and it surprisingly didn’t make anything weird between them. They still joked around, talked, scolded each other and everything. Sex was just another thing that naturally flowed between them. 

However, Nico now stood half-naked in Percy’s bedroom, trying to get out what might destroy everything. He had always heard you’re not supposed to develop feelings for a friend you have sex with, and now he knows why. 

It hurt. It hurt so bad being intimate with someone who might only think of you in that way. Percy is his best friend, and Nico knows for a fact he cares about him, but dating was a line they made clear of from the begining. He hated the idea of ruining their friendship, but he couldn't continue. 

“Percy, can I be honest for a moment before I go?” 

Percy turned to look at him with a smile, “‘Bout what?” 

Nico’s eyes darted from Percy’s bare upper half to a pile of dirty clothes in the corner. “I can’t continue doing this. It…it doesn’t mean the same to me anymore.”

The words may have been easier to get out because it was Percy he was talking to, or maybe it was the fact that now he had grown up. Whatever it was, Nico just wanted to get it over with and somehow keep his friendship. 

“What do you mean?” Percy sat on the edge of his bed, Nico sat beside him with distance. 

“I know we’ve already talked about this in college, so I just have to be honest. I accidentally fell in love with you in the past year. I’m not expecting a relationship but I can’t continue this benefits thing anymore.” 

Percy stared at the floor longer than Nico wished he would. It made him feel like a teenager again, telling some straight boy he had a crush on him and waiting for the let-down. 

“You know what’s funny? I felt like we were together this whole time. You practically live here, I’ve never felt so comfortable with someone and it feels natural to kiss you. It’s not like I thought of you as my boyfriend or anything but I might as well have.” 

Percy looked in Nico’s dark and shocked eyes, “I understand if it would be weird for you, but I’m fully willing to give it a shot.” 

Nico swallowed, “okay… good.” was all he could think to say. 

Percy cautiously took hold of Nico’s hand and squeezed. “When you get back we’ll talk about it. Thanks for telling me.” He leaned over the small distance Nico put between them and kissed his cheek.

Nico nodded, “of course.” He tried looking normal but his insides were melting and the heat was showing on his cheeks. 

“Come on, I’ll find your work shirt and you brush your hair. You look like an ape.” 

Nico laughed and threw a pillow at him. 

anonymous asked:

Auntie Z, I'm kinda worried that the current shitty Cap storyline and Marvel's shitty behaviour will turn so many people away from who Steve Rogers is meant to be that the shitty neo-nazis will 'win', claiming him as theirs because people stopped fighting for him. I know he's just a character, but he's a symbol as well and I don't want them to be able to say he's theirs. Am I being stupid about this?

I will start by validating you, Non: you are not being stupid!

The thing about this awful storyline/event/whatever is that it is basically, in real life, One Year. It will end at the end of the summer, hopefully. There will be aftershocks and repercussions, but the Big Two have “turned the universe on its head” so many times that both the main DC universe and the 616 are perpetually doing cartwheels at this point.

Put it into perspective in the long term: Steve Rogers has been Captain America, Jewish golem and symbol of the American commitment to justice, for seventy-five years. One Year out of three quarters of a century of Steve being mangled to near-unrecognizable by poor editorial and writing decisions will not undo Seventy-Five Years of legacy if we don’t allow it.

This brings up a very interesting question, though, about the nature of intellectual property and who owns the canon.

In a very real, financial sense, Disney and Marvel own Captain America, and they can do whatever they want with it. However.

Consider Sherlock Holmes.

Consider The Wizard of Oz.

Any idea, or character, or fiction beautiful and needful enough to embed itself in the minds and hearts of hundreds and thousands and hundred thousands of fans eventually slips out of their unknowing hands, and becomes a shared creation that belongs as much to the audience as to the copyright holder, and this can be true of any fictional thing of any dimensions.

Consider Sailormoon.

Consider Harry Potter.

The boycott of @nickspencerly‘s ugly story seems like a shout in the dark.

ACD wanted to quit writing SH and move on. The fans were merciless. His hand was forced.

Baum wrote a great deal of his non-Ozian, non-fantasy work under a feminine pen name, because his own name was so tightly bound to that for which he was famous.

Takeuchi tried to kill the senshi at the end of every arc, and the publishers made her bring them back, because the fans clamored so loudly they could not be ignored.

Would we still remember HP as fondly if we had not had the budding internet and Rowling’s blessing for our transformative works?

Consider Homestuck.

Consider twelve entire seasons of Supernatural.

If we, the fans, love something so much that we are become incapable of being ignored, we will, however gradually, move the needle. It won’t always be in the right direction-

Consider Agent Carter.

-but we will move it nonetheless.

It may seem Sisyphean, honestly. It certainly feels it. Today a graphic of the sales for CA:SR went across my dash, and the graph went inexorably down. So far, so good. But standing across from us are the fans who want this awful garbage to continue as an “experiment,” who say that they invest more money in this franchise than we do and so their voices matter more.

Do they actually invest more money? Debatable!

I don’t spend most of my CA money on comics, because I slipped back into reading comics in 2014 after a seven year hiatus where I read nothing but manga, and the storylines since I came back have felt like one “event” after another, with far too much cross-contamination of books that made it difficult to pick up a story. From me, Disney/Marvel mostly gets merch money, and I know a lot of the fans that I associate with are the same. (They also get BP/MGDD money, but I’m not going down the digression highway tonight, I have a point to get to eventually.)

So when we, the SJ!Cap fans, say “We’re boycotting,” to be sure, sales are plummeting. But there’s no way to prove the sales are plummeting because of us, and even smaller sales are still selling. The curative fans are some of the loudest Spencer defenders, sadly, which makes it hard to tell them from the alt-right, neo-Nazi HydraCap fans. They can protest that all they like, but it looks the same from the outside. The damage done is certainly the same.

On the surface, also, there are still people in transformative fandom doing HydraCap art from their own AUs or other fandom generated properties whose enthusiasm cannot be differentiated from those supporting Spencer’s vomit. To my fellow transformative fans I would make a humble request: if you don’t support Spencer’s HydraCap, please refrain from sharing your HydraCap art until the ugly has passed as a sort of “art boycott.”

(I know full well that I can’t make artists stop doing art. I’m just an academically trained pop culture analyst- ask me about that some other time- who can point to various times when art has been influential to the culture as well as influenced by it. It’s a request, not an expectation.)

Other than boycotting, what can we do? We can write editorials explaining why this is not okay. We can create transformative works, including t-shirts and such, for ourselves that reclaim our Steve as the real Steve, and we can keep up the letter writing, telephoning, and social media deluge to let Disney know how badly Marvel Comics is hurting the Captain America brand and damaging the Captain America legacy. We can introduce the character ourselves, show who we know Steve to be, present our evidence, discredit the HydraCap faithful.

We can try to hold the line, essentially.

I’m totally with you in feeling that the fact we even have to do this at all is gross. It hurts my head, as a pop culture specialist, and it hurts my heart as a fan. #catws ruined my life is meant to be an ironic hashtag: in 2014, I found Steve Rogers again the way some people find religion. I wrote about it in my mental health tag, how I decided I can’t give up on myself because Steve would never give up on Bucky. Steve has been my mental health recovery inspiration, and Spencer and his cadre of tasteless, vile Dementors can pry him from my fat little cold dead hands. Until I’m on the conveyor belt for the crematorium and they’ve snapped my fingers off with their Hydra-insignia stamped crowbars, I’m gonna plant myself like a tree beside the river of truth and keep spreading the story of who and what Jack Kirby and Joe Simon meant Steve Rogers and Captain America to be, and I invite you to do the same.

They can’t uproot us all. Fuck ‘em.

flatsound sentence starters
  • "Tonight I walked through a field that used to scare me more than I scared myself."
  • "I wish I had known you then."
  • "It was never death that interested me; it was the idea of an opportunity to follow a cold breeze that promised to take me anywhere but here."
  • "I’m sorry you thought this couldn’t work, because I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life than to prove that it could."
  • "You were not my world, you were my universe."
  • "And I wonder if that’s what it feels like to die."
  • "Why do I wait, wondering how long it’ll take you to admit it?"
  • "I’d rather keep my mouth shut then start to say what I can’t finish."
  • "I sit here wondering if anything you said was true."
  • "We both noticed something had changed."
  • "I called you up again today and you didn't pick up."
  • "I didn't expect it to happen this quickly, you know?"
  • "I sit here and I worry about myself so much."
  • "I wanted you to care, I wanted you to be nosy, I wanted you to be there."
  • "I know it's stupid of me to say that you don't care, I mean, of course you do, but I want you to care so much more."
  • "I can't be around all these people who all my life have tried to change me."
  • "I can't hide who I am."
  • "I will be happy for the first time in my whole life."
  • "It makes me feel good, makes me feel pretty."
  • "I will go to sleep; just know you’ll be in my dreams."
  • "If I cry, it won’t be because of you."
  • "You don’t have to wait or pretend that he’s just your friend."
  • "It scares me more than I'd like to admit."
  • "My only problem lately is I've got too much time so all I'm left with is that what's on my mind."
  • "I left out everyone and all I have at the end of the day is that what's on my mind."
  • "Say I came back today, would I have a spot in your heart?"
  • "I cheated with your ex best friend."
  • "You can't stand in my doorway for long."
  • "It's eleven o'clock, he's expecting you home."
  • "I'll walk you up the hill to your car."
  • "No, don't let go, don't let this die."
  • "I just need to know what I did to ruin this and turn your body cold."
  • "If you walk through that door there will be no us."
  • "I thought you were being distant."
  • "I did not mean to make this the worst night of your life."
  • "I need you to know what happened."
  • "I saw you walking by, you didn't say hi, you didn't even smile."
  • "You're not the only one who's feeling anxious toward the bullshit that's attached to growin' up."
  • "You said things would stay the same; well, have they?"
  • "I know you're scared, but you'll never get better if you keep running away."
  • "Sometimes you need to be self centered to understand yourself better."
  • "I'm not in the mood to stick around."
  • "Every day I think about you and why you had to turn into my enemy, when all I need's my friend."
  • "Look at me and see how much I've changed since you left."
  • "Well, is this what you wanted, for me to admit that this fucking hurts?"
  • "I was never good at talking smoothly."
  • "Now I don't remember how you speak; I mean, it comes to me in dreams, but by morning, I lose everything you ever said."
  • "I'm not perfect, I think I'm quite the opposite, I'm nothing to adore."
  • "Perfection is opinion and nothing more."
  • "I'll be here waiting when your plane lands."
  • "Hi, my name is none of your concern."
  • "I like the way you make me feel at home."
  • "It wasn’t a mistake - so please dont think it was."
  • "I didn’t have a lot to drink, I just needed a bit for confidence."
  • "They won't find out, no one cares enough about it to run their mouths."
  • "Just please, when you’re ready to go, try not to make it so painful."
  • "Will you write another sad, sad song?"
  • "It's obnoxious and it's useless to fight a war you're losing."
  • "This might be your only chance."
  • "Is it you who calls the shots?"
  • "I don't know why they're choosing to confide in someone who will talk about anything."
  • "There are people who miss me and I don't know why they're investing all their time into someone with my history."
  • "Why did you say that I was one in a million? Because I believed it."
  • "I thought I had something that you were too scared to lose."
  • "I also saw how often you say goodbye."
  • "Things were never supposed to be this good."
  • "Nothing I can say now would justify a thing, just know I'm sorry."
  • "I just wanted to say I hope you're okay."
  • "You're already hurt, I'm scared that if you put your trust in me, I'll make it worse."
  • "You're still so young, you have room to grow into something amazing."
  • "You won't remember who I am."
  • "I can't live with the chance that this feeling's ever coming back."
  • "I don't hate you, but honey, this still hurts."
  • "I'm not dumb, I know everything."
  • "That liquid he consumes makes him speak the truth."
  • "Look at me, because I exist."
  • "It's a shame that we're not soulmates because if I didn't know better, I'd say this feels pretty good."
  • "You've been gone for too long, why'd you go?"
  • "Is this what you think it means to be responsible?"
  • "I went to class, you didn't show up."
  • "I thought we said that we'd keep in touch."
  • "So live up to the name you’ve been making for yourself."
  • "Last night you had that dream again, the one where you try and run from your fears but you can’t because you’re wearing fabulous stilettos."
  • "If I were the sun, I'd shine my light on you and leave the people that hurt you cold."
  • "We’re fighting again, more than usual."
  • "I’m sorry about being me."
  • "I'll sleep on the couch."
  • "Bring me a cat to be my best friend."
  • "It isn’t like you ever said that you were committed to the thought of me and only me."
  • "I can’t believe I spent all morning trying to tell you I’m sorry about yesterday."
  • "You smell like the devil but you feel like the lord."
  • "I didn’t dodge all your bullets, I just denied that they hit me."
  • "If I told you I loved you would you reach out and touch me?"
  • "I wish we had just gone to bed."
  • "This could have worked."
  • "The best part of that whole song was skipping ahead to Nicki Minaj."
  • "I will not make the same mistake twice."
  • "I know you never really liked people, I didn't mean to make that worse."
  • "I still know the roads that take me to your street."
  • "I know I promised that we'd talk more it's just, I'm surprised you even want to talk at all."
  • "I'm so scared that you still think I'm the one who gave up."
  • "The plans we made were never mistakes, they just didn't work for us."
  • "You always knew the deal that we made and what this was worth."
  • "I'll go to sleep at a decent time when I find something worth waking up for."
  • "I keep checking my phone to see you haven’t called at all."
  • "I thought I was the best part of your life, now I’m pretty sure that I was wrong."
  • "You’re impossible to read so if you love me, come clean."
  • "I’ll refer to you as my special love, the one that set me free."
  • "I’m feeling lost in towns that were my home."
  • "It's my own body, I did what I wanted."
  • "It’s not that I don’t have words to say, I just don’t want to be the one that speaks them."
  • "Your only flaw is that you’re flawless.”
  • "I’m so full of shit, I’m surprised you bought it."
  • "Well congratulations, I didn’t know you two had made things so official."
  • "Don’t call me when it fizzles; in fact, don’t call me at all."
  • "What a beautiful sight to see you alive."
  • "I can't hold you responsible anymore."
  • "I'm lost now in the thrill of it."
  • "I just want to lay in bed with you."
  • "I'll throw everything I have into the flames just to make it last."
  • "There are reasons that I can't stay."
  • "I built my life around watching everything you do."
  • "I wonder if you're having fun."
  • "You said you were done; well, how done?"
  • "I want to believe that I really don't need him."
  • "I can't wait until I see your face and my brain feels nothing."
  • "I would never want you to stop your life."
  • "You were always a shitty friend."

Settle For Me
Demeaning terms are all that I have left of my masculinity!
I Could If I Wanted To
Who cares about throwin’ a ball or havin’ a kid? It’ll get ya nowhere in life. Not like gettin’ anywhere matters. Although I guess it does if you care. Which I don’t!
I’m a Good Person
Newsflash, fuckwads, I’m a good person.
I Have Friends
I have friends, I definitely have friends. No one can say that I do not have friends!
Thought Bubbles
Life is so sweet when you take it light! Nothing can go wrong when the sun is bright! That reminds me that I barely passed lifeguard school. That’s why that kid almost died in that pool. That’s a bad thought.
Let’s Have Intercourse
My body wants things that makes my mind go, “Uh, body, what?”
I’m The Villain in My Own Story
I told myself that I was Jasmine, but I realize now I’m Jafar.
You Stupid Bitch
You’re just a lying little bitch who ruins things and wants the world to burn. Bitch. You’re a stupid bitch. And lose some weight.

Tell Me I’m Okay, Patrick
It just feels like everyone is in this cabal of normal people, and they’re all laughing at me like I’m the jester in my own Truman Show!
Maybe This Dream
Maybe this dream won’t be like some maggots feasting on the rotting deer carcass of my pride!

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Root/Shaw Parallels: 4x11

‘Die for something that you love’

Secrets - A.I.

RequestCould you do one where you’re dating Ashton but one day Michael finds out you cut and he tries to talk to you about it but Ashton thinks you’re cheating on him??

Summary: Michael has a growing suspicion about Y/N and decides to confront her about it, sparking drama between her and her boyfriend, Ashton.

Pairing: Ashton x Female Reader (relationship), Michael x Female Reader (friendship)

Warnings: mention and proof of self-injury. if self-harm is triggering to you, please read with caution. 


“Y/N, aren’t you hot?” Michael questioned when Y/N walked onto the bus, observing the baggy sweater covering her body. “It’s sweltering outside and you’re dressed like it’s winter in Antarctica or something.” Y/N simply shrugged, setting her bag down on the table and kicking off her shoes. “Nah,” she responded. “If anything, I’m actually real cold.” Michael let the conversation go at that, but he was still suspicious. 

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Take Me Home sentence starters
  • "Come on and let me sneak you out."
  • "We'll be doing what we do, just pretending that we're cool."
  • "I know we only met, but let's pretend it's love."
  • "Don't overthink, just let it go."
  • "If we get together, don't let the pictures leave your phone."
  • "We wanna live while we're young."
  • "If you don't wanna take it slow and you just wanna take me home, baby, say yeah."
  • "I just wanna show you off to all of my friends."
  • "Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me."
  • "You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I'll love them endlessly."
  • "I'm in love with you."
  • "You'll never treat yourself right, darlin', but I want you to."
  • "Come on and dance with me, baby."
  • "I been watching you all night."
  • "Let me be your last first kiss."
  • "I wanna be the first to take it all the way like this."
  • "I'm afraid you'll run away if I tell you what I've wanted to tell you."
  • "Maybe this is a mistake."
  • "Seein' you with him just don't feel right."
  • "You're all I ever wanted, thought you would be the one."
  • "Now that you're gone, I can't stand dumb love songs."
  • "Do you remember summer '09?"
  • "It was the best time of my life."
  • "They can never shut us down."
  • "I used to think that I was better alone."
  • "Why did I ever wanna let you go?"
  • "The words you whispered I will always believe."
  • "We should say goodbye."
  • "Are we friends or are we more?"
  • "If you say you want me to stay, I’ll change my mind."
  • "Up in my head I'm your boyfriend, but that's one thing you've already got."
  • "Reality ruined my life."
  • "Feels like I'm constantly playing a game that I'm destined to lose."
  • "I can't compete with your boyfriend."
  • "Would he love you like I would?"
  • "I'd never leave her."
  • "It's no joke to me."
  • "Can we do it all over again?"
  • "You know I can tell that your heart isn't in it, or with it."
  • "We can both remove the masks and admit we regret it from the start."
  • "You'll never know how to make it on your own."
  • "But do you really want to be alone?"
  • "Baby, you don't have to worry, I'll be coming back for you."
  • "I've never been so into somebody before."
  • "Tell me nothing's gonna change."
  • "We're too young to know about forever."
  • "This love is only getting stronger."
  • "I just wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl."
  • "I bet you if they only knew, they would just be jealous of us."
  • "They don’t know I've waited all my life just to find a love that feels this right."
  • "They don’t know how special you are."
  • "They don’t know what you’ve done to my heart."
  • "They can say anything they want 'cause they don’t know us."
  • "It's between me and you, our little secret."
  • "Can't believe you're packing your bags."
  • "Don't promise that you're gonna write, don't promise that you'll call, just promise that you won't forget we had it all."
  • "You always will be my summer love."
  • "Wish that we could be alone now, we could find some place to hide."
  • "So please don't make this any harder, we can't take this any farther."
  • "She's addicted to the feeling of letting go."
  • "I'm the only one that gets to take her home."
  • "Every time I tell her that I want more, she closes the door."
  • "She's so afraid of falling in love."
  • "Maybe she's just trying to test me."
  • "Maybe all her friends have told her 'don't get closer, he'll just break your heart'."
  • "Every time I tell her how I feel, she says it's not real."
  • "I was the only one who loved you from the start."
  • "When I see you with him it tears my world apart."
  • "I've been waiting all this time to finally say it, but now I see your heart's been taken and nothing could be worse."
  • "Had my chances, could have been where he is standing."
  • "I loved you first."
  • "I never understood what love was really like, but I felt it for the first time looking in your eyes."
  • "Together we're so good, so why are you tearing me apart?"
  • "Did I do something stupid?"
  • "There's gotta be some way to get you to want me like before."
  • "No one ever looked so good in a dress and it hurts cause I know you won't be mine tonight."
  • "You say to everybody that you hate me, couldn't blame you 'cause I know I left you all alone."
  • "I was so stupid for letting you go, but I know you're still the one."
  • "I can't believe that you are here and lying next to me."
  • "I'm just the underdog who finally got the girl."
  • "Somehow you kicked all my walls in."
  • "Should I act so cool like it was no big deal?"
  • "Here's the tragic truth if you don't feel the same, my heart would fall apart if someone said your name."
  • "I hope I'm not a casualty, hope you won't get up and leave."
  • "Might not mean that much to you, but to me it's everything."
  • "Come on over, I don't care if people find out."
  • "They say that we're no good together and it's never gonna work out."
  • "I know you wanna be bad."
  • "Kissed you once now I can't leave."
  • "Everything you do is magic."
  • "Don't try to make me stay."
  • "Heartache doesn't last forever."
  • "Should I see someone else?"

herainab  asked:

My birthday is on the 30th of December (Ahh the big 21). I'm happy with any trope and rating! Thank you so much!! :)

Originally posted by crazytronnor

Happiest of birthdays to you!! To help you celebrate, the always sweet @alys07 has written this delightful little morsel of Everlark, just for you!


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A/n: Happy Birthday! I hope you have a great day with lots of loves and useful presents. This is a Friends to Lovers au and I hope you enjoy this present!


Clinks and clacks of spoons and the subtle slurps were the only things anyone heard in the room. They were all too busy looking at Katniss to stay anything. She’s always been a quiet and reserved person, but this was different. She was staring blankly at the table, wide eyes and face ashen. Her family looked back and forth between her and each other, but no one knew what to say. 

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Prompt: You are part of the Avengers team, and you are dating Steve. After a mission when you disobeyed his order he yells at you and says he wishes you were Peggy. You’re gone the next morning when the team wakes up for training. Natasha finds you and convinces you to come back and sort things out.

Warnings: Arguing 

Pairing: Steve x Reader


I wish you were Peggy!

Tonight’s mission was extremely stressful for everyone. You felt like you were under a lot of pressure. That’s what made you slip up and the bad guys got away. You didn’t mean to disobey Steve’s orders, you didn’t have a choice. Instead of stopping the robbers you decided to save a woman’s life. Which normally Steve would be proud of, but because you jeopardized the mission and put the whole team at risk, he is furious. Never have you seen him so angry. 

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"You're mine and I'm yours" - Derek Hale Imagine.

Originally posted by rorgers


AN// Oooo baby I love me some Derek Hale.

Pairing// Derek x Reader

Warnings// Swearing, gets a tad heated but that’s it.


Word Count// 1600 <- This makes me so happy that it’s rounded up.




I stood in the doorway of Derek’s loft, my fists balled and my eyes watering, threatening to spill because of what was happening before my eyes.

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