I hate when people say like “you can’t kill yourself, you’re not allowed to do that.”
It’s like UHM THIS IS MY LIFE AND ARE YOU THE ONE THAT HAS TO DEAL WITH MY PAIN? NO, EXACTLY SO STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO. HERE IS A TIP: hug me and say “I love you, and I’m gonna miss you if you disappear. Please stay here, everything is going to be okay.” THAT HELPS A LITTLE MORE.

sorry for angry post.


@therealjacksepticeye, you have so good memories…. your room is i’m gonna miss you for this recording room in 3 years!!!! and I have emotional for you….. and So I have say everything… I gonna miss you Ireland); and I gonna be sobbing with you… and I wanna say new video for you….. and I love you so much my LIL green boy!!!! and I remember from Last guardian Gameplay…. You are SO Giving me Inspirational words…. and We have hangout Livestream with me!!! and (Sighs…..) You have giving up for this forever….. So, Thank you for Recording room 2016-2017…. I can’t say everything goodbye… I don’t want say emotional with you….. (SOBS) Jack… You cried… and sad!!! Good luck Jack/Sean Mcloughlin!!!

Love, Marianne (SmilingDays2015)

anonymous asked:

Prompt #4 for the ask thing

4. “I’m not drunk, I s-swear.”

“No, mom, I’m just staying at Nico’s”, Will grins and winks at Nico. Nico thinks it’s pretty impressive if they can pull this off. “It’s late already, and it’s not like I have school tomorrow or anything.”

Nico hears Will’s mother’s voice through the line but doesn’t listen to what she’s saying. Instead he focuses on his boyfriend’s neck, so well at hand from where he’s lying next to Will on the bed. He presses a soft, lingering kiss by the pulse point and feels Will run a hand through his hair. I’m going to miss this.

“Mom - no, listen. I need to leave for college in a week. Who knows when I’m going to see him again.”

That’s - not actually entirely true. Not that Will’s mother needs to know that they’re planning on visiting each other most every weekend. Nico throws an arm across Will’s chest and plays with the hem of his shirt. He’s not particularly looking forward to the four hour drive from New York to Boston every other weekend, but if it means he can spend time with Will he’ll do it over and over again.

Will sighs to the phone, and Nico peppers his kisses down to the barely exposed collar bone. “I know, mom. I’m gonna miss you, too. But Nico’s my -” Nico can see how Will swallows, can feel the hold around his shoulders tightening, “he’s my best friend.”

Again, not entirely true, but this Nico can live with. His own parents wouldn’t be too happy about him dating a boy, either, so he can understand where Will comes from. Besides, this way they can sleep in the same room, in the same bed, and no one has to go down the hall to the guest room.

Nico nuzzles to Will’s neck and presses his body closer to Will’s. Their legs tangle together as he listens to Mrs Solace go on and on about something he can’t quite hear. She’s probably trying to guilt trip Will into going home for the night, like she has tried so many times before. Sometimes Nico wonders if she likes Nico at all.

“I’ll be home every night for the rest of the week, mom.”

That makes Nico look up at Will, who shoots him an apologetic look and mouths sorry as his mother keeps talking. Nico knows they have no other choice. That doesn’t mean he has to be happy about it.

Without saying anything, Nico shimmers down the bed until he can press his face to the small sliver of skin peeking from under the hem of Will’s shirt. He breathes in deeply before starting to leave teasing kisses all over, and grins when he feels Will’s muscles tense under his lips.

“Yes, I promise”, Will says, and his voice is a little strained as he lifts a hand to bury it in Nico’s hair again. Nico pushes the shirt up to expose more skin and uses his teeth to nip around Will’s navel. “H-how about this. We can all go to Grandma’s for dinner tomorrow. Just please, let me spent some time tonight with Nico - oh.”

Will’s voice cuts into a barely there sigh when Nico dips his tongue to the navel and quickly moves on to suck a mark next to it. Will grips Nico’s hair tightly in his fist, and Nico can hear Mrs Solace asking something. 

“No! No, mom, I’m not drunk, I s-swear.” He doesn’t sound very convincing anymore, but Nico can’t really blame him. If Will was running his hands up Nico’s sides like this when Nico’s trying to speak to his mother, he wouldn’t sound very convincing, either. 

Nico moves his lips lower, towards Will’s hip bone, and one of his thumbs flicks quickly over a nipple.

“You know what, mom, we can have this conversation tomorrow. Sleep well. Good night.” Will disconnects the call and drops his phone to the mattress unguardedly. “You’re a real devil, aren’t you, di Angelo?”

Nico grins before nipping at the skin by the waistline of Will’s pants. “Well, if you’re going to abandon me for the rest of the week I thought we could have a head start. Too bad your mother was hogging you all to herself.”

Will looks a little disgusted when he gives Nico a pointed look. “Please don’t mention my mother when your mouth is inches away from my dick.”

With a laugh, Nico climbs up on top of Will and leans in to kiss him, slow and meaningful. “Noted”, he mutters against Will’s lips and feels him smile. “Anything else?”

“Just shut up and kiss me again.”


This is a really random idea I had but I am really proud of it. I’d love to have your feedback on it because I really tried to put my heart and soul into this (like in every other imagines though). I hope you like it xx

Warning : Sensitive subject. Mention of terrorism  ; this isn’t something to joke about and is a serious matter. There actually is a real message through this story so try to read between the lines if you can. This is pure fiction.

Y/N follows her best friend into the crowded airport, he turns around to watch her as they head to the security. “I’m gonna miss you.” She stated as it was time for him to leave. “And what you mean by that is you’re gonna miss my presence or my beers?” Joe joked, making Y/N laugh. “The beers obviously.” She teased, a smirk appearing on her face as Joe shook his head in amusement, pulling her into a hug. “I’ll call you when I get there.” The dark blonde boy said in her ear as he held her tight. “You better.” She replied as they pulled away and Joe walked backwards towards the security. “Miss you already.” Y/N called out to him as he was getting further away, and their eyes met across the airport. “You’re already stuck on my mind.” Joe admitted, sending her a quick wink as he was just about to pass through the gate.

Time suddenly slowed down as everyone in the airport started to scream and run. Y/N tried to understand what was going on but she had no idea until she heard it. The gun fires. She immediately started to walk towards the opposite direction the people were yelling at her to go to. But her eyes fell on him. “Joe!” She yelled out as loud as she could and just as he turned around to look at her, panic evident on his face, she saw it. The guy with the gun. And the next bullet was sent straight to his heart. She tried to move but couldn’t, her feet were basically stuck to the ground. And she watched her best friend getting shot, without being able to move or do anything.

Y/N sat straight up onto the bed, unable to catch her breath as she suddenly felt wide awake. It took her a moment to realize where she actually was and a silhouette was sitting close to her. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re fine, I’m right here.” A familiar voice said, eyes full of worry. She blinked a few times, her breathing still heavy as she finally processed whose she was at. “What happened?” Joe asked, shifting closer as she was slowly calming herself down. She took a deep breath, passing a hand over her head as she realized that it wasn’t real. “Just a bad dream.” Y/N replied, looking up to meet his blue eyes as she sent him a small smile. As she finally could breath properly, her eyebrows came together in a frown as she watched her best friend. “What are you doing here?” She asked, confusion itched across her face. “I heard you calling out my name in your sleep and thought that maybe you were having a wet dream about me so I had to see it.” Joe teased, a smirk showing on his face as she hit his arm playfully. “Get out.” Y/N ordered, kicking him off the bed with her feet as he let out a laugh and escaped the room.

Y/N lied there for a while, trying to fall back to sleep but it was impossible. And she was exhausted. This had happened for the past few days and she couldn’t even have one night of proper sleep. The dream wouldn’t leave her and every time her mind would make her see that scene, she felt paralyzed. And it was in fact, one of her biggest fears, to lose her loved ones, especially her best friend. Because they had that connection, that strong friendship that was maybe more than that. And it meant the world to the both of them. And since they had had a few drinks with their other friends, Joe had offered her to stay the night. Y/N thought that if she knew he was there, it wouldn’t happen and she would be able to sleep but she couldn’t. She never told Joe about this nightmare because his life was involved in it and it was already scaring the shit out of her. He didn’t need to know. And finally after a few hours, she manage to closer her eyes and get some time to rest her tired fragile body.

Y/N walked tiredly into the living room, rubbing her eyes like a child as she noticed Joe behind the counter, serving breakfast to the both of them. “Oh, you’re awake, finally. I have something great to tell you! But first, how are you feeling? Sleep well?” Joe rambled as he moved around the kitchen,glancing over his shoulder at her.  “I’m good, I guess. I’ve known better but it’s fine.” She smiled at him, sitting on one of the stools as he was now facing her properly, the worry from the previous night still evident in his eyes. “Was it the first time?” His curiosity spoke as he handed the different items to her. She thought for a moment before speaking. “Yeah. Anyway, what’s this great thing you have to tell me?” She blurred out, quickly changing the subject. Joe took a moment to analyze her, as if he was trying to figure if she was lying or not and after a minute, a smile appeared on his face as he sat next to her.

“So my manager just called me and told me that I am going to Playlist Live next week. How cool is that?” Joe explained, a huge smile on his face as they ate their breakfast. “That’s amazing! Where is that?” She smiled at him, his excitement being contagious. “Orlando.” Joe replied casually but Y/N froze as some sort of vision flashed her mind. And she almost dropped the mug that was in her hand, feeling like she was in another world.

That when it hit her and it wasn’t a vision. It was a detail that had been appearing in her dream, something that she hadn’t put any attention to until he had said it. “The flight A268 from London to Orlando will land in twenty minutes.” She was suddenly motionless again, just like she was in the dream. And this sentence echoed in her mind over and over again. She tried to convince herself that it wasn’t real, none of it was. That it was just a dream and a coincidence but something felt wrong.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Joe asked, noticing the change in her attitude, putting a gentle had on her shoulder which broke her out of her thoughts. At this moment, she hesitated. She couldn’t tell if it was better for her to keep to herself or to share it with him but as opened her mouth to reply, she couldn’t manage to get the words out so she simply nodded,  smiling up at him. But Joe could tell that something was going and that she didn’t want to talk to him about it. He simply sighed and gave her a smile as he engaged another conversation. He couldn’t force her into telling him so he would wait, for as long as it would take her.

The next days became hectic for Y/N as it only got worse. She was scared to fall asleep and see the scene again, a little more detail adding into it every time and she was terrified to even close her eyes for a second but she had to. She woke up to panic attacks every night and as Joe was around at her flat, his worry only grew more and more. He wanted to know what was happening to her, what that dream was about but she still never talked about it. As Y/N woke up in tears, her whole body shaking, he knew she couldn’t sleep alone, it would only make her panic even more and so he offered to her to stay at his house, until he had to leave. Just so she wouldn’t have to be alone and she gladly accepted his offer.

It was two nights before he had to leave. It was there that she had told him through her panic. Y/N was panicking again, her breathing fast and heavy as Joe was sat close to her, holding her onto him. “We were in the airport and there was a wave of panic. Everyone was running and yelling and I couldn’t find you but then I did. But there was this guy who shot you and I couldn’t move. “ She rambled between her breaths, her voice barely audible but it still got to Joe’s ears as he looked down at her, slightly relieved that she had finally told him but still worried as her body was still shaking. “Joe, I’m terrified. Please, don’t go there.” Y/N admitted, looking up to him as he still had an arm around her. “You won’t be alone, I told Jack what was going on, he’ll take care of you whilst I’m gone.” Joe reassured her, pulling away from to face her properly on the bed.

“I know. But that’s not why I don’t want you to go. What if it really happens and you get hurt?” Y/N stated, tears forming in her eyes but Joe’s eyes went wide. “You want me to stay here because of a dream? Y/N, that’s never going to happen. I can’t let this opportunity slip away just because you have nightmares about it.” He replied, a slight hint of annoyance at her previous words. He couldn’t stay because of such a silly thing. He got that she was feeling terrible because she was scared but she had no right to tell him to stay for her. Even if he loved her to pieces. “I know but-” She started but got cut by Joe. “No, there’s not ‘but’. I’m going, that’s it. I’m sorry but that’s selfish of you to make me want to stay.” He said as Y/N was speechless, feeling the emotions flash her even more. Joe turned his back to her, rolling under the sheets. She never wanted to offend him but she had and she felt like the world was against her.

Two days later, everything was still the same as it had been, except that the small tension between the two friends has waved off pretty quickly. But Y/N still didn’t want Joe to go and he was still determined to. And it was the day he had to leave her but she couldn’t let that happen. Since she had got up early, she decided to do everything to make him later, hoping that if it really happened, it would maybe make a difference. She grabbed his car keys and put them in back pocket, then took his bag and placed it behind the couch so he wouldn’t found it too quickly.

“Y/N, if I miss my flight, you’ll need a talk with my manager.” Joe called out from the bathroom as he was searching for the hidden items that were missing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She pretended, sat on the couch, playing with the hems of her jumper. Joe soon appeared in the room, a soft look on her. “Where did you put it?” He asked, crossing his arms as he stepped closer. Y/N sighed before getting up and grabbing the bag, handing it to him. “There’s still one thing missing.” He said, his eyes piercing through her soul as she simply rolled her eyes.

Joe stepped closer, only inches from her as he reached for his keys in the back pocket of her jeans, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. And for a second, they weren’t of what was going on. But it wasn’t the first time moments like this had happened between them, far from it. “I hope you haven’t farted on these” He joked, moving his keys in front of her face, ruining the moment. “I actually did, it’s one of my favorite hobbies.” She replied sarcastically, a small mile forming on her lips. “Just like dreaming about your best friend getting shot.” Joe replied but it didn’t make her laugh and he sighed. “You know that people who reply to my sarcasm with sarcasm are my favorite but that’s not funny.” She admitted, looking down to the floor as she crossed her own arms. “I know, I’m sorry about that. And for getting mad at you the other day, I was too busy being a dick to realize that you just care about me.” He stated, smiling at her as she tried to hide the small blush on her cheeks but he could still see how worried she was. Joe cupped her face with this two hands, allowing her to look up to him. “Hey, I’ll be fine. Nothing is going to happen to me, you don’t have to worry. And Jack will be here in a few, okay?” He explained, putting a piece of her hair behind her ear carefully as their eyes met. He kissed her cheek before pulling her into a hug. “I’ll see you soon, Y/L/N.” Joe whispered in her ear before pulling away and opening the door. “Hopefully, Sugg.” She replied, smiling at him before he was gone and out of her sight.

It had been over 10 minutes since he was gone, Y/N was cleaning his house, soft music paying on the background. It helped her focus on something else than her growing anxiety. Something still felt so wrong. The atmosphere felt weird and suffocating. But then she thought about what Joe had said and maybe it was just her imagination.

As she was checking her phone to change the music, there was a loud noise and the sound of a door opening harshly. She walked back to the living room, expecting to see Jack but to her surprise, it wasn’t. Joe stood there in front of her, a sweat on his forehead and panic on his face. Y/N’s confusion only grew as she watched him. Joe stepped closer hesitantly. “A man shot about fifty people in the airport. They were already evacuating when I got there.” Joe said softly, shock evident on his face as he barely could get the words out properly. Y/N almost felt to the ground as she heard him speak but she was too preoccupied by the fact that she could have lost him. Out of nowhere, Joe crossed the distance between them and connected their lips together in a kiss full of emotion. Y/N didn’t kiss back at first as she was surprised but quickly did when she realized what was happening, trying to hold back the tears mixed of fear and relief. “Why did you do that?” Y/N asked, confused as Joe snaked his arms around her waist. His eyes were glowing and she couldn’t quite define if it was the reflection of the light and tears forming in his eyes. “There is about a million reasons why but life is too short to go through them all and I want to make the most of it before it gets taken away from us.” Joe admitted, brushing his fingers against her cheek as he kissed her temple and hugged her tight, letting her emotions out as he inhaled her warming scent.

Someone knocked on the door and before one of them could move, the door knob was pulled down and allowed their friend Jack to enter the house, letting out a sigh of relief, “Thank god, you’re okay. You’re both okay.”

Howl’s Moving Castle Sentence Meme
  • “I feel terrible, like there’s a weight on my chest.”
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden.”
  • “Lets run! Don’t fight them!”
  • “Sorry, I’ve had enough of running away. Now I’ve got something I want to protect. It’s you.”
  • “You, you sabotaged me! Look! Look at what you’ve done to my hair! Look!”
  • “What a pretty color.”
  • “It’s hideous! You completely ruined my magic potions in the bathroom!”
  • “I just organized things. Nothing’s ruined.”
  • “Wrong! Wrong! I specifically ordered you not to get carried away!”
  • “Now I’m repulsive.”
  • “I can’t live like this.”
  • “Come on, it’s not that bad.”
  • “You should look at it now, its shade is even better.”
  • “I give up. I see not point in living if I can’t be beautiful.”
  • ”I’ve never been beautiful a single day in my life!”
  • “So you are going away.”
  • “Please, I know I can be of help to you, even though I’m not pretty and all I’m good at is cleaning.”
  • “You’re beautiful!”
  • “Well, the nice thing about being old is you’ve got nothing much to lose.”
  • “They say that the best blaze burns brightest, when circumstances are at their worst.”
  • “Yeah, but no-one really believes that. Come on, let’s be honest.”
  • “Wow,  your hair looks just like starlight. It’s beautiful.”
  • “All right, let’s get cooking.”
  • “I don’t cook! I’m a scary and powerful fire demon!”
  • “There you are sweetheart, sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.”
  • “Hey, hey! We’re busy here!”
  • “To me, it looked like the two of you were just leaving.”
  • “I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t torment my friend.”
  • “This war is terrible, they bomb from the southern coast to the northern border. It’s all in flames now.”

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Requested by anonymous (part 1 of 2)

You were adopted but recently became close to your biological brother Stiles Stilinski. You haven’t gotten to visit him in beckon hills however and finally your adoptive parents planned to take you there for a week. Thankfully they were very supportive of your relationship with your brother.

You threw your bag into the trunk of your parents car then excitedly climbed into the back seat. You couldn’t wait to actually see Stiles in person. You’ve only called and texted each other until now. You pulled the photo of him he had sent you out of your pocket and smiled at it for a second. It was amazing you much you guys looked like one and other. Same eyes, same coloured hair, same signature smirk.

“Ready to say goodbye to Riverdale kiddo?” Your dad asked as he start the engine. You nodded.

“Yeah, but I’m gonna miss Arch-” you suddenly turned pale. You were so excited about the trip you had forgotten to tell your boyfriend Archie about it.
“One second dad. I have to call Archie?”.

You put your phone to your ear and listened to it ring. Eventually it went to voice mail meaning that you’d have to leave him a message.

“Hi Archie it’s me. I’m so sorry but I completely forgot to tell you that I’m going to beckon hills for a week. To see my brother Stiles, remember I told you about him. Sorry I didn’t get to say goodbye properly but I’ll see you when I get back okay? Love you” with that you left the message and hung up the phone.

“Alright dad let’s go, don’t want to keep Stiles waiting”.


if Uhura shows her affection and comfort by kissing and hugging him, Spock shows his affection through resting his forehead against hers (headbutt of love ™)

it’s the kiss he initiates, his ‘i missed you’(i’m gonna miss you), his 'i’m happy to see you (i’m sad when you are not with me), his 'your company is restorative’(i’m grateful about your presence and you loving me), his 'everything’s gonna be alright’ (i’m here), his ‘I’ll be back’(i’m scared that I can’t come back and I’ll never see you again, but I’m being illogical promising things that are outside of my control for your comfort, and mine, and because I love you).

That’s why that scene, that particular moment from the first movie, owns my heart.