it was aching so much i love you so much

LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE FUCKING TEDDY LUPIN DECKED OUT IN HIS HUFFLEPUFF ROBES WITH THE HEAD BOY BADGE ON IT WITH HIS HOT BLUE HAIR AND THIS BIG BOY SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SMIRK AND SMILE AS HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND WATCHES LITTLE ELEVEN YEAR OLD JAMES SIRIUS POTTER BRAVELY WALK TO THE HAT AND SIT DOWN AND HEARING THE VOICE RING OUT GRYFFINDOR. AND TEDDY POUTS AND GOES ‘DAMN’ BUT HE WATCHES PROUDLY AS HIS YOUNGER FREAKIN BROTHER RELATED OR NOT WALKS TO THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE AND SITS DOWN WITH AN AWE FILLED FACE. AND HE WHIRLS AROUND TO WAVE FRANTICALLY AT TEDDY AND TEDDY GRINS AND WAVES BACK AND STICKS HIM A THUMBS UP BECAUSE ‘GOOD JOB, JAMES. MUM AND DAD’LL BE PROUD.’

I’ve never read a book that treated its characters with more tenderness, generosity, and sympathy than Benjamin Sáenz’s Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. Even when the characters don’t think they deserve it, especially when the characters don’t think they deserve it, the narrative holds out cupped hands full of love and patiently waits for them to take it. It makes my heart ache so much; it’s a book that genuinely makes me aspire to be a kinder person.

we never talk about the painful side of studying in the studyblr community

the part that leaves you at your desk at midnight with a raging headache. the part that leaves you pulling your hair out while trying to finish a topic. the part that leaves your mind aching from having to cram as much material into it. the part that leaves your heart hurting from all the pressure you’re putting on yourself. 

learning is a joy, i love it and i know how blessed i am to receive all these opportunities at such a young age. but god damn i am so exhausted. 

I love this damn band so freaking much my heart is aching at the thought of how stressful the last 16 hours must have been for them all; sleepless, worried about Michael, worried about tonight’s show, trying to do the right thing..god they love us so much and give us so much and you know they’ll give tonight’s show 210% because they’re the best band in the world and we are so lucky they love us so much god I’m an emotional mess

“If it wasn’t Real Madrid, it would have been very, very difficult to ever leave,’ he says. ‘I hope the fans have forgiven me now. It was incredible to see all the messages of support from Tottenham fans after the Champions League final. So many people said how proud they were of me, and that felt amazing. I loved my time at Tottenham and the fans were always incredible to me. (…) without Real Madrid, I would have loved to still be there playing for Spurs.”

“I still want Arsenal to lose and Spurs to win.” (x)

I am in love with you. I think about you everyday. You are so incredible and have such beautiful soul. I miss you so much. I carry around this sadness inside of me because my soul aches and I am in so much pain because your gone. Moving on is so hard because I love you so much. My god you are beautiful. I would drop everything in life for you. You were it for me, I will never stop loving you. I don’t regret anything that happened or what I went threw, I would live it all over again just to see that beautiful smile of yours. Loving you is the best thing that had ever happen to me, you changed my heart for the better. I am saying good bye, I am sorry for how messed up things got, I am sorry if I hurt you, I am sorry for being bat shit crazy. I love you so much, I am so heartbroken. I wish nothing but happiness in your life, take care.

Anonymous asked: Prompt: I came to movie night with my brother but the guy working here is cute so I keep coming out of the movie to get refills and candy, and so much food that I get a stomach ache and miss the movie entirely but it was worth it.

Author’s note: A lot of people loved this idea, and so did I, so here you go. Also, tagging baethazar as promised!

“I’ll have an extra-large popcorn and two cokes, please.”

Dean prayed that he sounded more confident than he felt as he grinned up at the blue-eyed beauty standing behind the counter.

The guy couldn’t be much older than Dean, looking to be in his early twenties. ‘Castiel Novak’ the name tag read. Dean resisted the urge to let out a whistle of appreciation when the guy smiled and nodded before turning around to get Dean’s snacks, so that Dean could take a closer look at the guy’s ass. Not that Dean was observing Castiel Novak’s ass. Nuh-uh, not at all. That would’ve been rude. Rude and tasteless.  

“There you go, enjoy your evening.” Castiel said in a surprisingly deep voice as he handed Dean the cokes and popcorn.

Their fingers brushed, and that voice alone was plenty to make Dean weak in the knees. Dean stared at Castiel, dazed.

“I ehm- yeah… Yeah, you have a nice…” Dean stuttered, not having a chance to finish that train wreck of a sentence because his younger brother Sam was smacking his arm to get his attention.

“Seriously, Dean? I don’t want to miss the movie because you’re flirting again, come on!”

Dean glared at his brother, but to his relief, Castiel had already moved on to another customer. Chances were that he hadn’t heard Sam’s comment, thank god for small miracles. Someone needed to remind Dean to never go out in public with a nosy fifteen-year-old ever again.

“For your information, Sammy… I wasn’t flirting.” Dean grumbled indignantly as they crossed the lobby.

Sam responded with a trademark eye roll, disbelievingly shaking his head.

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We met like fireworks exploding.

We met like a swallowed jar of gasoline,
all broken piano key teeth and fire
dripping throats.

Me, I always had a mouthful of blood
back then, my ribs filed so sharp they
pierced my lungs every time I breathed.

You were Pompeii screeching for destruction,
for wounds so savage they would give you a
reason for the tears strangling your pillow.
You wanted burns, flames, fumes.

You wanted to claw your chest open
and let the stars kiss your throat with
carnage still drying under your fingernails.

We met like the fucking Big Bang —
I never realised how much it hurt to feel,
how much I would taste the ache and love
it with a snarling chest, how much I
would scream silently with want to
become again.

You made me feel again, I want to tell you.
You made me feel again.

—  Darshana Suresh“Resuscitation”

My lack of voicing/“showing” gratitude on these platforms is slightly concerning - aches my heart 😜 but on a serious note, most times I just don’t know how to do so; but two important words could possibly do the trick? Thank you, I thank you all so much. (My cyber hugs greet thee with love and fellowship…) but if I could, I’d hug each of you individually; while simultaneously whispering life threatening words such as: you are beyond incredible, live comfortably in your skin and take care of yourself; your dreams are very much so achievable (P.S. don’t forget to write them down). Well, I hope you imagined that moment soft and clear…because it actually, finna happened ✨💕 I love all the gorgeous and handsome faces that I’ve met and the beautiful faces that I am yet to meet. Thanks for tolerating most of my strange posts & supporting my art 💐 / ph. @bfa

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Don’t you sometimes cry because of Dean and Cas? You read all those fics, all those stories where they are happily together and it hurts you so much because you know that they deserve to be happily together, to acknowledge each other’s love, to wake up together, smiling and kissing, saying I love you.

And then, you watch the show, and you see them so in love but aching, because they think they aren’t good enough for each other, that it is never the right time or the right place, that they don’t deserve each other’s love, and it hurts so much to see them like that.

I just want them together, happily, sharing a bed, teasing each other, kissing, getting old together, sharing a life together, being able to let out what their eyes have been speaking for years but they haven’t been able to understand yet.

After everything they have been through, Dean and Cas deserve being together, having that happiness that they deserve, giving to each other all the love they want to give and share together.

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She said “don’t blame the car” ….. At the time there was nothing else to blame. How can someone put so much effort into something that isn’t even a living, breathing, caring thing. I didn’t understand. It caused me so much heart ache, it still does, but I understand now that you can’t let someone stop you from doing something you love.. Doesn’t matter what that thing is. Making music, dancing, creating beautiful art work, or even building a car that best resembles you… You have to do what makes you happy inside no matter what.. If not, life’s just not worth living

This is by far my favourite bellarke scene because you just see how much he loves her, how much he missed her and longed for her. You see how happy he is to finally see her again. There’s like this shot of pure hapiness and nearly hysteria in his eyes, like he just found a treasure, his treasure.

Clarke.

I don’t know why but everytime I see this scene my heart aches because this is so beautiful and powerful and he needs no words to make people understand how much he loves her, how much he’s happy to have found her back. It’s all in his eyes.

I feel like this scene beats all the hugs scenes that happened and will happen and all the cute speeches they told each other, all the “together”s and “you’re forgiven”s.

This is undeniable love and hapiness in one man’s eyes, and let’s not talk about how Bob played it and delivered it so well or  I’ll write a fucking novel.