it would make me so happy you have no idea

“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

dont deny it DONT DENY IT 

  • “It never works for us, and it never will.”
  • “I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”
  • “I can’t fall in love with you.  I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”
  • “My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”
  • “I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”
  • “I regret it all.  I really do, I swear.  Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”
  • “Remember when you promised we’d always be together?  Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”
  • “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”
  • “The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”
  • “I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”
  • “Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”
  • “This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on.  You never caught on.  I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”
  • “Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”
  • “Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”
  • “Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”
  • “It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly.  It was just like… Morphine.”
  • “You’re just not enough anymore.”
  • “It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”
  • “Ah, it was all my fault.  Wasn’t it?”
  • “To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”
  • “Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you.  You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”
  • “You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”
  • “Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”
  • “I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”
  • “This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”
  • “I couldn’t make you fall in love with me.  I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”
  • “Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”
  • “To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”
  • “I know I deserve better than you.  I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”
  • “All of this was to protect myself.”
  • “I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”
  • “I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”
  • “Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”
  • “Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”
  • “The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”
  • “We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”
  • “What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”
  • “I’ll let you down.  I will always let you down.  I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”
  • “Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”
  • “I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”
  • “I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”
  • “I can’t forget about him/her!  It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”
  • “The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying.  He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”
  • “Listen…  You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried.  He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please.  Give me what I deserve.”
  • “It would have been better if we never met.”
  • “You’re my regret.”
  • “I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”
  • “Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”
  • “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”
  • “Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love.  How pathetic.”

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anonymous asked:

theres a post going around saying how you should NOT get a parrot even if you are a dedicated owner. i do not personally agree and am actually a bit mad at the way they portray parrots, almost teaching people to fear them. whats your stance on it?

If you’re referring to pepperandpals’ post, I agree with it. Had you asked me this question a few years ago I would probably say otherwise but after all the experience, knowledge and dedication I’ve put in to learning I no longer believe that parrots should be sold in the pet trade under most conditions.

You haven’t a clue how many birds get mistreated, left with dowel perches, no UV lighting, small cages, seed only diets, forced to aggress, get placed in homes with teflon products, and end up living miserably with these people up until their lives end way earlier than they should have.  Too many people think that exotics are just that, exotic, a decoration, something to brag about and end up not actually caring for it as much as they should.  Too many people believe that they’re doing right or don’t need to be doing more and as a result the bird suffers.

When it comes to people who do do their research, have previous hands on experience and really care for a bird the best they can, it’s rarely ever enough when you compare, and the average person is not able to provide that sort of lifestyle for them.  Using myself as an example, I spend all day with my birds, I spend all my time adding things to environment, switching up diets, giving them exercise, mentally stimulating them, cage cleaning, rearranging the bird room, it’s no exaggeration when I say I spend a solid 12 hours that they’re awake caring for them and then spend the whole evening trying to think of ways to improve the care I’m giving them for tomorrow.  Despite how hard I try, how much research and how much i provide it never feels like enough.  because it isn’t enough.

I do my best to show you guys all the work I put in to caring for my little girls, I constantly receive messages telling me how amazing I am for giving these birds this life and all the work I put in to them but in all honesty, you guys don’t see the half of it.  You don’t see the thousands of hours of research I put in to every aspect of their life, their diets, their housing, their natural foraging experiences, safe plants, cleaning, moulting habits, behavioural situations, space division, possession, territory layouts, and so much more go on on a daily basis.  You don’t see all the work I have to do to make sure that these highly territorial species doesn’t fight and kill one another so that I can continue to have them both out as much as possible, only having them out one at a time would take away so much space and enjoyment from their lives.   You don’t see the vet bills, the preparation, the stress reducing, you don’t see the costs, the time, the energy that goes in to trying to keep them happy.  You all seem to have this idea that the care I give my birds is way beyond exceeding expectations but let me tell you something, what I do I consider to be bare minimum.

All the effort, expenses, time, and work is absolutely necessary for them to be content with a captive lifestyle, if I was away at school or work full time I would consider this care to be subpar, to be inadequate, they would be unhappy with that lifestyle because that’s not what they’re designed for. They are not meant to live this way and not everyone has the time, space, personality or tolerance necessary to care for them the way they deserve.

This is a parrotlet’s natural habitat

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This is my parrotlets’ habitat

Can you look at those and tell me that they can possibly be perfectly content and happy this way without the time and effort I put in to it?

Can you tell me that a bird so intelligent, so so smart can be removed from that environment and so perfectly adapt without any problems?

Can you look at this bird and tell me that they’re happy with this lifestyle?

Plucking is a behaviour that only happens in captivity it has never been recorded in the wild.  Plucking is a behaviour caused by boredom, understimulation, stress, inadequate diet, and sometimes even happens just because they’re depressed.

You can not tell me that parrots are happier this way, you can not possibly tell me that taking something so perfectly adapted to a single lifestyle, perfectly designed to fly forever is okay having that removed.  You will never be able to convince me that something perfectly designed to work with flight will be happy to have them chopped off for human enjoyment.  My own Mia used to be clipped because she was from a store, my own Mia was depressed because of it, she did not move very much, she did not want to play with toys, she did not want to interact with people, she was miserable that way.  But people wouldn’t notice that, they would dismiss it as the bird’s personality or just adapting or some other excuse to ignore the fact that the bird is having a horrific time.  You will never be able to convince me that this:

is healthier or more beautiful than this

I’ve already had to make a separate post on why being clipped is so detrimental to their health even though it’s such a common practice. And I’ve made a separate post on all the work that has to go in to keeping a bird safe.

you will never convince me that being captive is healthy.

Parrots are a full time job, they are not a pet, they are not a decoration, they are not a toy, they are not a phase, they’re a commitment and a hell of a big one.  Birds should not be readily available in pet stores, owners should have to go through tests to see if they’re capable of providing a stimulating environment for the ones that already stuck in this trade.  I think that breeding should be focused on maintaining health and maintaining the survival of species such as the endangered blue throated macaws and I think that species such as hyacinths, or cockatoos shouldn’t be in homes at all.  Keeping those birds isn’t a matter or giving them an enriching life, it’s a matter of doing your best to prevent them from suffering. 

In this world ignorance is bliss, a few years ago I would have thought just the same as you, I believed it’s just a bird it’s sold in a store it will be just fine.  But as soon as you learn, as you soon as you see all the harm and the suffering these birds go through you’ll change your mind.  

If you are a dedicated owner, if you have the experience and knowledge you should have before you even get a bird a pet store wouldn’t even be an option.  There’s a reason that every reputable person, blogger, trainer, or other animal worker will always consider adopting before all else, it certainly isn’t a coincidence that the most educated refuse pet stores.  Breeding has resulted in so many god damned problems, I’m certain you’ve heard of the feather duster budgies caused by poor breeding or the numerous parrot hybrids, while pretty they serve no purpose.

I’m certain some of you saw this post going around featuring the feather duster budgies? Do you have any idea how many comments said “I want one”?  These birds are a genetic failure, their feathers keep growing and never stop until they die, they either die from overheating, they can’t breathe, they can’t walk to make it to food so they starve or are generally crushed under the weight.

The fact of the matter is that birds aren’t designed for this lifestyle, they are not domesticated they are wild they retain all that natural behaviour all those natural needs, they bite, they scream, they fly, they make a mess, they destroy things, they’re active, and demanding, the average person, and I’d go as far as to say a solid 70% of most bird owners, can not handle their care. How many times have you read “my bird won’t stop screaming”, “I’m considering getting rid of my bird”, “my bird won’t stop biting”, “my bird only likes one person”, “my bird hates me”, “i can’t afford this vet bill”, “I don’t want to buy a UV light or a filter”, a lot, right?

All of those problems happen because people didn’t do their research, they didn’t know how to handle the bird, how to react to the problems when they started showing up, they didn’t know what to look for they were unprepared for the care that they need.

The majority of birds from pet stores and breeders suffer, by the time they make it to 2 years old and they start acting like proper adults they get sent to shelters.  When they become adults they don’t take shit from anyone, they have 0 tolerance for your foolishness and lash out when you ignore their body language. People don’t want a bird that wants to be treated with respect, they want one that will sit there, do tricks, talk, and look cute when they want it to, they don’t want mutual trust, they want obedience and don’t want to work to get it.

I don’t care how good of an owner you think you are, once you stop blocking out everything you’ll see the damage the pet trade has on these birds and your mind will change.  It’s not a coincidence that the most educated or experienced will advise you against buying pet store birds or breeder birds and I sincerely hope you listen to them.

I know I will certainly never purchase a bird from a breeder or a store, I hope you won’t either.

Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and i’m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, they’re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didn’t know each other, but our moms tell us we’ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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“I got a chance to have a small conversation with her.”. She said. “She’s indeed nice. And she’s an interesting person.”. She continued, as she smiled a little. She knew what she has to say. She needed to let him go, and she knew only one person who could take care of him more than anyone else. Of course it will hurt her so much but some things never lasts the way we wanted it to. “I know you weren’t mine anymore. Or maybe you were never even mine from the very start. The moment I saw the two of you together, I knew then that I lost you already even if you haven’t told me about it yet. You know it hurts, but you have no idea how much it would affect me and my damn heart. Because it’s me, who will have to fight these feelings of mine, just to make you happy. Just to see you smile, I need to hide every little tear that’s going to come out. But don’t worry about it, I can do that—for you. Anything for you. I always do that, right? ”. She smiled as if she can’t feel any pain inside her. She wasn’t mad at him. She wasn’t mad at anyone else. She was just so sad she thinks she can’t say any word anymore. But in the end, she told him one thing she hoped he would do. She gently grabbed his hands and said, “Please do me one last favor. Please be happy. This time, please be really happy—do it for me. Will you? ”. Without waiting for an answer, she let go of his hands and walked away—without looking back. But with the acceptance that things between them will never be the same anymore.
—  ma.c.a // Love and Understanding
Inktober Prompts 2017
  1. Introduce yourself
    1. Examples: your outfit, your likes/dislikes
  2. Character(s) as monster of choice
  3. Body manipulation
    1. Examples: Wings, missing a limb, undead, horns
  4. Witchcraft
    1. Examples: Witch outfits, being around a cauldron, characters attempting spells, riding on broomsticks
  5. Favorite fight scene
  6. Pairing(s)
    1. Includes romantic and platonic
    2. Also includes favorite friendships/bonds
  7. Favorite episode(s) or arc(s)
  8. Familiar(s)
    1. What kind of familiar would your favorite character(s) have?
  9. Least favorite character
  10. Tattoo design
  11. Superstition
  12. Free day
  13. Demon
    1. What would your favorite character(s) look like as demons?
    2. If you or your favorite character(s) had a demon, what would it be?
  14. Horrific scene
    1. Can be involving your favorite character(s) 
    2. Can be an existing scene within anime/manga
  15. Good vs Evil
    1. Examples: protagonist vs antagonist, favorite character vs least favorite character
  16. Crossover
  17. Costumes
  18. Rituals
    1. Examples: ritual for summoning another character or demon, before bed rituals, forbidden rituals
  19. Fashion
    1. Examples: fall outfits, fashion based on the season
  20. Favorite character(s)
  21. Apprentice
  22. Spooky scenery
    1. Examples: character(s) in a dark forest at night, character(s) in a graveyard
  23. Pumpkin design(s)
    1. What would you or your favorite character(s) carve out of a pumpkin?
  24. Scary stories
    1. You or your favorite character(s) reaction to a scary story
    2. What your chosen scary story would look like with 
  25. Relics
    1. What would the relic look like? 
    2. What would it do?
  26. Ghosts
    1. Your favorite character(s) as ghosts
    2. What would those characters do as ghosts?
    3. How would those characters react to seeing a ghost?
  27. Under the bed
    1. If you or your favorite character(s) had to look under the bed, what would be the most terrifying thing to find under there?
  28. Haunted house
    1. Character(s) reactions to going through a haunted house
  29. Possession
    1. Examples: Character(s) being possessive over one another, character(s) being possessed by something otherworldly
    2. If your chosen character(s) got possessed, what would they be made to do by the one possessing them?
  30. Sacrifice
    1. Can be a sacrifice made within the anime/manga
    2. Can be a physical or emotional sacrifice
    3. Can be a ritual that includes a sacrifice
    4. What would your character(s) be willing to sacrifice to get something they want in return?
  31. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Inktober is one of my favorite times of the year, so here are some prompts to encourage and inspire you all to create something! Please tag GintamaJustaway or SkyChasingDreamer so I can see what you come up with! Best of luck!

You know, I used to be one of the people who complained about the dialogue in Origins having no romance flags … but after the last two games, I’m starting to appreciate the lack of little hearts that are telling me I’m about to flirt.

In Origins, it felt more realistic to tell Alistair you liked him and not because of his blood and to have him develop a crush on you because of this, regardless of your intent. It brought him to life when he acted on his own thoughts and feelings. Instead of waiting around for the protagonist to initiate a romance, Alistair develops feelings on his own.

The same can be said for Zevran and Leliana.

Zevran pretends as if he doesn’t care, but he actually falls harder and faster than Alistair. If you flirt with him and show him kindness and understanding, he will start to fall in love, and it will confuse and frighten him. He develops these feelings on his own, without the protagonist initating through “pink heart” flag. It’s especially jarring if your character was just fooling around with Zevran for fun only to find that Zevran has fallen in love with them. This happens all the time in real life, and with Zevran, it felt real to have this unexpected thing (at least from your character’s prospective) happen.

Leliana is basically the Liara of Dragon Age. She always has a crush on the Warden if they are friendly with her, to the point that you have to tell her five or six times in the “hair” conversation that you value her as a FRIEND. And I find it really adorable that Leliana likes the Warden and would compliment them on their hair of all things, especially if they’re a guy. I love playing a clueless, baffled Warden who has no idea Leliana is flirting and just says something like, “… it’s just hair.”

Point is, I miss romances “sneaking” up on me. I miss how spontaneous it felt on my first playthrough to have Alistair suddenly wooing my Warden with a rose and my character had no idea that he liked her like that but was pleasantly surprised.

In real life, love isn’t planned. It’s a happy – or unhappy – accident. It would have been so great to have characters in Inquisition flirting on their own instead of making me do all the work.

And you know why it’s like this? Because Bioware constantly bows to the masses of straight, insecure little boys who will have a meltdown if a pixel gay man flirts with them. All their money rests on these straight insecure little boys, so they must kowtow to their every whim like their slaves. Remember back before Inquisition came out when all the straight boys whined about Josephine being “ugly”? Remember how quickly Bioware changed her and Cassandra to please them? And they supposedly pander to the LGBT community? Do they REALLY?

Anyway. After all these years, I’ve actually come to like being “ninjamanced” and I appreciate it a lot more than I used to.

Because the romances in DA2 and Inquisition just didn’t feel real or natural. To me, they are an instance of the developers giving the player too much power over their followers’ feelings, when such things as developing crushes or showing boldness (like Zevran) could develop them more as characters.

HAPPY EASTER SUNDAY! I’m extra happy because it’s also my birthday today, and I just got back from an awesome lunch with my parents. Enjoy the boys in bunny ears - I know I do.

also YO WHAT UP WHAT IS UP WITH 1800 FOLLOWERS????? There were only like 285 of you in January you guys aren’t making very good decisions I have no idea where I’m going why would you follow me? Just kidding ahhhh I love all of you thank you so much! I hope you continue to stick with me in the coming time! Thank you!

Help Me Help You

Pairing: Logan Paul x reader

Word Count: 661 words.

Warnings: It’s a little sad, but there’s also plenty of fluff.

Summary: This whole thing with Jake has really been getting to Logan lately. He’s never home anymore and he starts getting really angry at himself because he considers the heat Jake is getting to be his fault. @woodworthti666
A/N I would just like to clarify that I have no idea what happened between Jake and Alissa nor do I care because that’s their own business. I just went with this version because it fit the storyline. 

Originally posted by one-more-kiss-dear

You open the door and are met by a very happy Kong.

“Hi, cutie!” you say picking him up. He licks your face making you laugh.

“Logan?” you call out walking into the apartment. You got off late at work so you figured Logan would be home by now, but he’s nowhere to be found. Maverick is flying around and you wonder where Logan is. 

“Hey, it’s me. It’s almost 11 pm. Where are you?” you say leaving a message on his voicemail. It’s been crazy lately ever since Logan posted his disstrack but not the second verse. People put pressure on him and Jake and other youtubers used the drama to get views and roast Jake. Unfortunately, Logan thinks it’s his fault. You, on the other hand, don’t think Logan or Jake can be held responsible for anything that other people chose to do. 

“George, have you heard from him today?” you ask ringing his phone.

“No. But he’s bad, Y/N. I’ve never seen him upset like this,” he replies and you feel your heart break a little. How did things get so out of hand? You’re pretty sure the Alissa track with Ricegum hit the hardest because he brought in Jakes ex that hurt his little brother so bad. 

“I think I know where he’s gone,” you say hanging up. There’s one place that Logan always seems to end up at when he’s upset. And you’re hoping that he’s there now. You lock up and head out. It’s raining making you soaked immediately. But as you near the location it stops. You notice a silhouette near the beach and cross your fingers that it’s him. 

“Hey,” you say gently nearing him. He’s sitting as close to the water as possible without getting hit by the waves. 

“Can I join you?” you ask and he nods. You sit down next to him watching the waves crashing against the shore. The ocean seems so much bigger in the dark. 

“I’m worried about you, Logan. I get that these things are bothering you, but I want to help you. Please don’t shut me out,” you whisper feelings tears sting your eyes. He puts his arm around you and buries his face in the crook of your neck. You can feel the wetness of his tears on your skin. 

“I just feel like I’m ruining everything. Because of me everyone is roasting Jake and hurting him. Alissa is ruining him again. And it’s because of that song and the drama between me and him.”

“No. Logan, I get the whole big brother thing but Jake pissed off Alissa with his own disstrack. That wasn’t your fault. He’s a big boy and he’ll make mistakes. But you can’t take the blame or think that it’s your fault that other youtubers hurt Jake with their roast. They are guilty, not you.” You kiss his forehead feeling him relax in your arms. You love that you have that effect on him. 

“But I was the one to bring Alissa into it,” Logan replies making you a little angry. You straddle his lap looking into his beautiful eyes. 

“This is not your fault, Logan. Alissa would have gotten involved either way. We both know that,” you say trying to get through to him, “Jake isn’t even angry at you. Giving him the second verse was the right thing to do.” 

“But I-” you cut him off by kissing him. He reacts immediately. It’s so known to the both of you after three years together. You pull away a little out of breath as you run your fingers through his hair. 

“I don’t care about what you did. This is not your fault. You’ve shown Jake you’re there for him and that’s all you can do. He’s not mad, your true fans will stay with you and I’m right here, “ you say cupping his face with your hands. Your lips are almost touching his.

“I’m right here.”

RFA+SV - MC gets a...pic from...some...guy...ok, I don’t know how to title this one.

Ok, to start off:  I am ALWAYS taking funny prompts.  I’m actually a fluff writer, but there’s a lot of crossover between funny and cute.  And it’s therapeutic for me.  I can do the angst thing, but writing happy stuff makes me happy!

Secondly:  so, like is this safe for work?  Not safe for work?  I don’t know!  D8

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Disney Villain Sentence Starters

Evil Queen

“Silence! You know the penalty if you fail.”
“I’ll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary ____, it’s a magic wishing ____.”
“One bite, and all your dreams will come true.”
“Now, make a wish, and take a bite.”
“I’ll fix ya! I’ll crush your bones!”
“All alone, my pet?”

Strombolli

“There! This will be your home - where I can find you always!”
“You will make lots of money… For me!”
“QUIET! Shut up before I *knock* you silly!”

Lady Tremaine

“Well, I see no reason why you can’t go… if you get all your work done.”
“Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven’t a moment to lose!”
“You clumsy little fool!”
“Oh. Well, don’t just stand there. Bring up the breakfast trays at once, and hurry!”
“Hold your tongue! Now, it seems we have time on our hands.”
“Wouldn’t you prefer to eat when all the work is done?” 
“What on earth have you’ve been doing?”
“It would be an insult to take you to the palace dressed in these old rags.”
“I forbid you to do this!”
“How charming, how perfectly charming.”
“Why? Because YOU are *young*, and *innocent*, and *good*, and I…”
“And so, I lived unhappily ever after.”

Queen of Hearts/Red Queen

“I warn you, child… if I lose my temper, you lose your head! Understand?”
“Your way? All ways here are my ways!”
Curtsy while you’re thinking. It saves time.”
“How would you like to have your head hacked off?”
“Never mind him/her. (S)he’s mad.”
“It is far better to be feared than loved.”

Captain Hook

“Thank you, me dear, you’ve been most helpful.”
“So passes on a worthy opponent.”
“Good, then let’s have at it!”
“And that’s why I asked you over, my dear.”
“A jealous female can be tricked into anything.”
“Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.”

Maleficent

“Why so melancholy? A wondrous future lies before you - you, the destined hero(ine) of a charming fairy tale come true.”
“Oh, they’re hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil.”
“Touch the spindle. Touch it I say!”
“You poor, simple fools. Thinking you could defeat me.
Well, here’s your precious *(prince)ss*!”
“Are you sure you searched everywhere?”
“I must say, I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.”
“Oh dear! What an awkward situation.”
“This curse will last till the end of time! No power on ____ can change it!”
“I like you begging. Do it again.”

Cruella DeVil

“You can’t possibly afford to keep them. You can scarcely afford to feed yourselves.”
“Come now, I’m being more than generous.”
“Do as you like with them! Drown them!”
“But I warn you, ____, we’re through. I’m through with all of you! I’ll get even. Just wait.”
“I’ve got no time to argue. I tell you, it’s got to be done tonight!”
So they thought they could outwit ____?”
“What kind of sycophant are you?”
“We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.”
“Darling, red isn’t your color.”
“Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.”
“My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.”

Madame Mim

“Now, first of all, if you don’t mind, I’ll make the rules.”
“Sounds like someone’s sick. How lovely.”
“So, my boy/girl, I’m afraid I’ll have to destroy you.”
“Yeah, I-I’ll give you a sporting chance. I’m mad about games, you know.”
“And (s)he must see something good in you.”

Shere Khan

“I can’t be bothered with that, I have no time for that nonesense.”
“Perhaps. But at the moment I’m searching for a ____.”
“Why should you run? Is it possible that you don’t know who I am?
Precisely. And you should know that everyone runs from ____.”
“Ah, you have spirit for one so small.”
“Now, I’m going to close my eyes and count to ten. It makes the chase more interesting… for me.” 
“Does my face not remind you of what grown man can do?”
“All I ask for is one thing and you denied me. Well that ends now.” 

Edgar

“You’re going to ____ if it’s the last thing I do.”

Sheriff of Nottingham

Now, take it easy, ____, I’m just doing my duty.
Listen, ____, you’re mighty preachy and you’re gonna preach your neck right into a hangman’s noose.

Prince John

“____, with you around, who needs a court jester?”
“You’re never around when I need you!”
“I told you never to mention ____’s name!”
“Get out of that if you can.”
“I sentence you to sudden, instant, and even immediate death!”
“My dear, emotional lady, why should I?”
“Young love, your pleads have not fallen upon a heart of stone. But traitors must die!”
“This crown gives me a feeling of power! Power! Forgive me a cruel chuckle. Heh-heh-heh. Power.”
“Stop sniveling and hold still.”

Madame Medusa

“You must gain their confidence… make them like you.”
“Now, I’m going to let bygones be bygones. Do you know what would make Auntie/Uncle ____ very happy?”
“Of course, you have. But we must try harder, mustn’t we?”
“Adopted? What makes you think anyone would want a homely little girl/boy like you?”
“Not until you get the diamond!”

Amos Slad

“Watch it, that thing’s loaded.”
“____, get back in there before I break your other leg.”

The Horned King

“You’ve interfered for the last time!”
“Perhaps it would interest you to see what fate has in store for you.”

Ratigan

“Oh, my dear ____. I’m afraid that you’ve gone and upset me. You know what happens when someone upsets me.”
“You don’t know what a delightful dilemma it was, trying to decide on the most appropriate method for your demise.”
“Oh, I had so many ingenious ideas I didn’t know which to choose. So I decided to use them all.”
“You should have chosen your friends more carefully.”
“All will bow before me!”

Sykes

“Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days, ____.”
“So, ____. Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make ____ happy?”
“If you don’t have my money…”
“Now, I lent you some money, and I don’t see it. Do you know what happens when I don’t see my money, ____?”

Ursula

“So much for true love!”
“My dear, sweet child. That’s what I do. It’s what I live for, to help unfortunate ___, like yourself, poor souls with no one else to turn to.”
“It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man.”
“Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven’t discussed the subject of payment. You can’t get something for nothing, you know.”

Gaston

“It’s not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting *ideas*, and *thinking*…”
“How can you read this? There’s no pictures!”
“This is the day your dreams come true.”
“Say you’ll marry me.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you had *feelings* for this monster.”
“It’s over, ____! ____ is mine!”

Jafar

“You will order ____ to marry me.”
“____ *will* marry me!”
“You’re speechless, I see. A fine quality in a wife.”
“I am your master now!
“Trust me, my friend. You’ll get what’s coming to you.”

Scar

“Life’s not fair, is it?”
“And you… shall never see the light of another day.”
“Ahh, so you haven’t told them your little secret.”
“Oh, no, ____. Perhaps *you* shouldn’t turn your back on *me*.”
“Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all.”
“And remember… it’s our little secret.”
“Oooh… I quiver with *fear*…”
“I’m *surrounded* by idiots.”
“Run. Run away, and never return.”

Governor Ratcliffe

“I’ll have your head for this!”
“How dare you!”
“Well, I’ll just have to take it/you by force then, won’t I?”
“This is my land!”
“I make the laws here!”
“That’s what guns are for.”
“A mans not a man unless he knows how to shoot.”

Frollo

“How dare you defy me!”
“Mark my words, —, you will pay for this insolence.”
“Look at that disgusting display.”
“I know you helped him/her escape.”
“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!”
“Dear boy/girl, whomever are you talking to?”
“I think… you’re hiding something.”
“I’ll find her/him. I’ll find her/him if I burn down all of ____!”
“And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son/daughter?”
“These people are traitors, and must be made examples of.”
“I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire.”
“You’ve chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless. Set one foot outside, and you’re mine.”
“You don’t know what it’s like out there. I do. I do.”

Hades

“So you took care of him, huh? “Dead as a doornail.” Weren’t those your *exact* words?”
“Okay, fine, fine. I’m cool. I’m fine.”
“I need somebody who can… handle him/her as a (wo)man.”
“Well, you know, that’s good because that’s what got you into this jam in the first place, isn’t it?”
“You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend/girlfriend’s life. And how does this creep/bitch thank you? By running off with some babe.”
“(S)he hurt you real bad, didn’t (s)he, ___? Huh?”
“We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. What do you say? Come on.”
“____, ____, ____, my sweet deluded little minion. Aren’t we forgetting one teensy-weensy, but ever so crucial little, tiny detail? I own you!”
“____, listen. Do you hear that sound? It’s the sound of your freedom, fluttering away, *forever*!”
“I can’t believe you’re getting all worked up over some “guy/chick.””
“Now you now how it feels to be like everyone else. Isn’t it just peachy?”
“____, my little flower, my little bird, my little *nut*-____. What exactly happened here?”

Shan-Yu

“I tire of your arrogance, ____. Bow to me!”
“Looks like you’re all out of ideas.”
“You took away my victory!”

Clayton

“Go ahead. Shoot me. Be a (wo)man.”
“Why? For 300 pounds sterling a head.” 
“Actually, I have you to thank, old boy/girl. Couldn’t have done it without you.”

Yzma

“Excellent. A few drops in his/her drink, and then I’ll propose a toast, and (s)he will be dead before dessert.”
“Just think of it as you’re being let go, that your life’s going in a different direction, that your body’s part of a permanent outplacement.”
“I know. It’s called a “cruel irony”, like my dependence on you.”
“It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has… what was it again?”
“Take him/her out of town and finish the job now!”
“Why do we even *have* that lever?”
“____! Why did I think you could do this? This one simple thing! It’s like I’m talking to a monkey.”
“Fired? W-W-What do you mean, “fired”?”
“Why, I practically raised him/her.”
“That is the last time we take directions from a ____.”
“This had better be good!”
“_____ is dead, right? Tell me ____’s dead. I need to hear these words.”

Commander Rourke

“What’s to know? It’s big, it’s shiny, it’s gonna make us all rich.”
“It’s called natural selection. We’re just helping it along.”
“Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, ____.”
“Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us. Now, I’m going to count to ten, and you’re going to tell me where the crystal is. One, two, nine…”
“I love it when I win.”
“I consider myself an even tempered (wo)man. It takes a lot to get under my skin, but congratulations, you just won the solid-gold kewpie doll.”

Scroop

“____ should learn to mind their own business.”
“Maybe your ears don’t work so well.”
“The girl was sniffing about.”
“It’s that boy/girl. Methinks you have a soft spot for him/her.”
“I say we kill ‘em all now.”

Oogie Boogie Man

“Well well well. What have we here?”
“So you’re the one everybody’s talking about?”
“It’s much more fun, I must confess, with lives on the line.”

Dr. Facilier 

“Gotta hand it to you, ____. When you dream, you dream big.”
“Don’t you disrespect me, little man/lady!” 
“You’re in my world now, not your world.”
“Y'all should have taken my deal.”

Mother Gothel

“Look in that mirror. I see a strong, confident, beautiful/handsome young lady/man. Oh look, you’re here too.”
“I distinctly remember, your birthday was last year.”
“YOU are not leaving this tower! EVER!”
“Great. Now I’M the bad guy.”
“____, please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah blah blah blah blah, it’s very annoying!”
“Dear, this whole romance that you’ve invented just proves you’re too naive to be here.”
“Why would (s)he like you? Come on now, really. Look at you! You think that (s)he’s impressed?”
“Please speak up, ____. You know how I hate the mumbling…”
“Oh, ____, do you even hear yourself? Why would you ask such a ridiculous question?”
“Everything I did was to protect YOU.”
“Where will you go? (S)he won’t be there for you.”
“Now, now, it’s all right. Listen to me. All of this is as it should be.”
“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. Now I’m the bad guy.”
“The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it!”

King Candy

“Sad as it is, ____ can not be allowed to ____.”
“I’m not against her/him! I’m trying to *protect* her/him!” 
“Welcome to the boss level!”

Prince Hans

“Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?”
“Oh, ____. If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
“I, on the other hand, am the hero who’s going to save ____ from destruction.”

Bellwether

“It’s still my word against yours.”
“It really is too bad, I… I did like you!”
“I framed ____; I can frame you too!”

Preference "How they propose to you"

(YAY ALL OF THEM BABY BOYS AND GURLS BEING FLOFFY! YES! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

Negan-He’d ask you to marry him the instant you’d risk your life for him and would do it with a huge ass smile. He’d be so impressed and feel so loved that it would slip from his lips. It would come out all wrong and weird but his smile and laughter would make you feel the same as him. As he’d recollect himself, he’d make it right to you by getting you a proper ring later on. “Woah…Fuck me…No! I mean marry me…Wait I mean…Will you marry me? Yes, are you going to marry me?! As in be mine forever…I’m serious, Y/N…”

Daryl-He’d ask you to marry him by surprising you at your house with the same flowers he had gotten you when you first sought comfort. He knew from the start that they had brought you both together and what better than to make it mean something even more by asking you to marry him with them. Although, in his heart he knew your answer to the question, he would still be nervous about it until you say “Yes”. “Y-Y/N…I-I was wondering…If…You’d like…To marry me…”

Rick-He’d ask you to marry him as you were both on the road alone and were having a meal together. For so many days, he would drag out your stay outside, just to have all his time with you as well as find the right moment to pop the question. As you’d eat together and laugh, he’d realize each moment was perfect with you and would grab your hand to make you look in his eyes, before smiling and popping the question. “Y/N…You know how much I want to spend my life with you…So…Will you marry me?”

Merle-He’d ask you to marry him as he’d look at you cleaning your shared cell. He’d come to realize how much you mean to him and how much he doesn’t ever want to be without you, making the idea of marriage just pop in his head. He’d get a rather soft and serious tone as he’d call you to make you look at him, only to get nervous but smile he pops the question, making you jump to hold him. “Y/N…Do you know how much I need you in my life? So much…That i’m asking you to marry me…”

Glenn-He’d ask you to marry him by getting the approval of your friends and family first before surprising you. Knowing how much they mean to you, he’d want to let them know that he’d take care of you and that from now they were his family as well. Afterwards, he’d pop the question, calmly as he takes a good look at you, while you were laying in bed together and reminiscing about how you met and what you’ve gone through. “Y/N…I know we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together…but still…I have to ask you…Will you marry me?”

Carl-He’d ask you to marry him by making you promise to stay with him forever as you’d sit outside the walls reading together. Despite your young age, knowing how much he felt for you, he’d want you to promise him to stay by his side as he would for you, and would grab your hand to suddenly let you know of his feelings. “Y/N…I know we’re both young…but I know I want to be with you forever…So let’s make a promise to marry each other…”

The Governor-He’d ask you to marry him by getting down on his knee as you’d sit by the garden he had been working on with you. He’d spend the beautiful day, talking and eating with you, slowly realizing that his plans are going just as he wanted. Suddenly, he’d pretend to get himself dirty on accident and run inside to get “change”, only to walk out with a ring and lowers himself as he’d get close enough to you. “I’m sorry about the little lie…But Y/N…Will you make me…the happiest man and marry me…”

Abraham-He’d ask you to marry him by casually dropping the question as you’d wake up from your nap. As you’d spend your day just cuddling together on the couch, the idea would come to his mind as you’d fall asleep in his arms and he realizes how much he needs you in his life. He’d wait for you to wake up and as you’d open your eyes, you’d feel him stroking your hair, making you look up to him and for him to calmly ask you the question. “Hey…Cutie…Y/N…I got something to ask you…Will you marry me…”

Eugene-He’d ask you to marry him by proposing to you with the ring he had been working on for so long while in the factory as you would barge in to see what he was up to. Preparing the surprise would end up consuming his time and it would make you worry that he was being unfaithful. As you’d surprise him, he would’ve finished it all and nervously bend his knee to pop the question. “Euh…Y-Y/N…I-I wanted to know…I-if you were interested into being my wife!”

Ron-He’d ask you to marry him by getting you a promise ring and surprising you with a visit to your house. He knew he wanted you to be his for the rest of his life and just had to be sure of a way to do so, as you were both rather young to get married so soon. With the help of his mom, they came up with the idea of a promise ring and decided to make it official with you. “I know we can’t get married yet…But Y/N…will you accept this as a promise to be with me…”

Jesus-He’d ask you to marry him by screaming out the question as he’d come to visit you during your guard shift at the walls of Alexandria. He’d just be so happy to have you in his life that the idea of proposing to you would come and certainly he had to let everyone know of his love for you. Without a hint of nervousness, he’d get your attention as he’d get closer to the gate and just smile as he asks you the question. “Y/N!!!! Hello! I just came by to ask you one thing today! And that is! Will you marry me?!”

Dwight-He’d ask you to marry him by waiting for you with some beer and pretzel in the first house you had gotten together. He’d realize how much you mean to him and would remember the first days you had moved in together and knew he had to make something special out of it. You’d end up finding several notes as clues as to where you should join him, only to find him sitting on the floor with the last note, asking you the question. “So…Y/N…What do you think? Please tell me it’s a yes…I worked hard…I even remembered the beer and pretzel!”

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How having an amazing teacher can change your life

Get ready for one long text post.

I started playing horn in seventh grade and I was really shy, like hopelessly shy. Playing in front of people was impossible for me. My middle school music teacher was annoyed by it, but didn’t do much to change it. So I just never played solos. Ever.

Then I started high school. It was horrifying walking into the music for the first practice. I was one of two horns in the entire school. The other one was in 11th grade so I was all alone in jr. Band. And then the music teacher walked in. And everything went down hill from there.

This man was the most egotistical person I’ve ever met. (We took coach buses everywhere we went cause it was good for our ‘image’, it’s uncommon to take a coach bus here) He didn’t care how bad he made us feel when we screwed up. If it wasn’t perfect he wasn’t happy, cause that meant we wouldn’t get gold at festival and that’s all he cared about. He made that very clear. I practiced so hard to be able to play the way he wanted me to. It only made my previous anxiety about playing worse. I cried so much during rehearsal and he didn’t care he just kept going and basically told me to get it together.

When band class started in second semester of that year. I couldn’t play in front of people without bursting into tears. My final solo was a disaster. After that, I wanted to put down my horn and never play again.

But I played again next year. He needed his horn player. I was “important to the integrity of the band” He convinced me to come back and It was a little better.

Until the musical started. We did into the woods as our musical and everyday after school for three months I had to deal with his need for perfection. I was told I wasn’t good enough, everyday for three months. It wasn’t a typical conductor saying we weren’t going to be ready to perform a piece. He said we were horrible. I started crying once and he told me to “get it together, real performers don’t cry” All he did was berate me and others. I hated myself.

When our longer weekend practices started we would break for half an hour for dinner. One day we were screwing one part up. He wouldn’t let us eat until we played it perfectly. By the time we did we had five minutes to shove food down our throats, or what was left of it after the cast ate anyway. It was the lowest I’d ever felt in my life. We are high school students, not professional players.

But then it all changed. For the better (thank god)

I moved about a year ago, just after we finished our musical and started at a new high school this year, so I had a new music teacher. I remember the first day walking into the music and instead of a gloomy, hateful atmosphere. It was loud and happy place and everyone was laughing and a shoe went flying through the air. I approached the music teacher and told her I play horn. She was giddy. She told me about all the bands they have at the school and about the music they play and stuff they do, and before I knew it I was going to fall music camp.

It was the most fun I’d ever had with music ever. I made so many friends and began to come out of my shell. She complemented my playing and instead of berating me when I played it wrong she would help me. She made me excited to play my instrument, something I hadn’t felt in two years. Recently for a solo in class, she brought in her own horn and played with me so I could hear how it sounded and felt. She nor any of my band mates made me feel horrible about myself again. I’ve only ever cried once at a rehearsal this year. I started to get way more confident. I can play when she calls on me. It’s hard to believe I’ve only been at this school for seven months.

I told my new teacher at the beginning of the year, right off the bat, I would never play a solo for her.

Today, at festival, I played a solo in front of a heck of a lot of people and an adjudicator.

I have no idea why I kept playing horn at my old school when he made me feel so bad about myself. But that doesn’t really matter now. I’m happy at my new school and really proud of how far I’ve come. It really goes to show you what the difference between a good and bad teacher can make for a student.

flearaleflet  asked:

Hi, I just wanted to say I really like your blog and that it makes me happy that you are around. Also, I were thinking about what would happen if MC decides to prank the RFA when they first meet and hires an actor or a really old actress to act like her for a while. I know it's a little strange, but I thought it would be fun. Just giving ideas here, don't feel pressured do it only if you want to. I hope you have a great day :D

Thanks so much! This was a funny idea. Hope you like it~


Zen:

  • You hire an older woman to meet Zen because you thought it would be hilarious
  • You watch nearby the whole time
  • You can tell he’s initially mortified
  • After all, he flirted with you a lot in the chatroom
  • This is the time where he had the broken ankle, so the woman comes in his house and starts cooking for him
  • You’re listening through a wire on her, and you’re laughing because she’s scolding him because of all the beer in his fridge
  • It’s funny to hear his nervous replies like he has a mom or something
  • It’s nearing the end of the night, and you decide to finally put him out of his misery and reveal yourself
  • He’s stunned a little when you’re at the door, and he initially thinks you’re a prank from Seven that came a little late
  • You have to explain the whole thing, and you can see the relief flood his features
  • He smiles and says he’s glad you don’t actually smell like old lady perfume
  • Unfortunately he forgot that the woman you hired was still in the back
  • She starts hitting him with her shoe
  • The prank was more rewarding than you had initially planned

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Yoosung:

  • Since you knew Yoosung but never met him, you wanted to prank him on your  first meeting
  • You have a little cousin who lives nearby who would do anything for money, so you give him a good amount of money to play as you for the day
  • You text Yoosung in the chat about your meeting place and send your cousin out
  • You’re constantly a few feet away to observe
  • Yoosung goes up to the kid and asks if he’s lost after they are both there for a long time
  • Your cousin grins, “Are you Yoosung?”
  • “Yes?..No…MC?”
  • You can see him grow increasingly red, more so since he had flowers in his hand
  • He tries to hide it behind his back, but your cousin already saw it
  • “I like candy…but thanks. I guess these compliment my eyes.”
  • Yoosung takes him for some ice cream and a movie
  • They actually bond, although you think it might slip up when Yoosung mentions a few inside jokes from the chat
  • When you finally come out to reveal yourself, he’s mad at you
  • “You know what…your cousin and I are actually going to the arcade next week. Guess what? You’re not invited.”
  • He’s salty for a few weeks, but you can’t help find it funny

Jaehee:

  • Tall, dark, and handsome
  • That’s the guy you sent over to meet Jaehee instead of you
  • As expected, she was taken aback, especially when he mentioned the outing was to grab some coffee
  • You stay nearby to overhear the conversation, but the prank gets increasingly less funny
  • She’s actually enjoying it…and so is he?
  • You even caught her taking a few pics when he wasn’t looking
  • You interrupt…because they were having way too much fun
  • She figured it out halfway through, but she still wanted to prank you back a little
  • “Actually…I like the MC you sent better.”
  • “Jaehee, no!”
  • When you part ways, she starts walking after the guy until you call for her
  • You’re never pranking her again

Jumin:

  • You send an actor…that looks like he could be Jumin’s twin
  • You even tell the actor a bunch about Jumin so he could act just like him too
  • Jumin looks sooo uncomfortable when it comes to meeting the actor
  • He was originally planning to invite you inside, but seeing the guy…he suddenly switched the location to some small diner
  • It made your job of spying easier
  • You watch as Jumin get’s more and more creeped out as he and “you” have a lot more in common than he originally though
  • “So…do you have any pets?”
  • The actor pulls out his phone and starts showing pictures of his white dog “Liza the 4th”
  • The amount of commonalities gets way too weird for him, and he eventually deduces it’s a prank
  • He calls the actor out on it subtly, and that’s when you reveal yourself
  • He just looks so relieved, but at the same time, he just shakes his head
  • “Liza the 4th, MC? Really?”

Seven:

  • You had obviously forgotten he’s done a background check on you
  • So, when you decide to play a prank, you’re talking with the actress in the hall
  • You had obviously also forgotten the CCTV
  • He saw all this and knew exactly what you were doing
  • So, what does he do? Hires an actor of his own
  • You guys send your respective “selves” to the meeting place, and the poor actors are so confused
  • “Um…you don’t match the description I was given…”
  • You’re watching from the sidelines so confused as his actor asks yours out on a date and they both disappear
  • Meanwhile, Seven was waiting behind you and gives you the jumpscare of your life
  • He gestures to the actors, “Hey…they have a pretty good idea. So, what do you say? A date?”
  • Now you’re the flustered one

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Liar Liar (pt. 1)

Pairing: Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Request: a fic where the reader is like 16/17 but lies to get casted in a movie and everyone thinks shes 18/older and bill falls for her? But he doesnt know. And like she acts very cold towards him but he finds her upset and she spills and he says he still loves her and its super cute?

WARNINGS: underage drinking

Word Count: 1.4k

sorry ahead of time for any spelling/grammar mistakes

You were never supposed to actually get the part. With only a few commercials under your belt, who the hell would have thought you would land a role in a major film? You certainly didn’t. You only went to the audition because your best friend convinced you to. For the exposure, she said. So you lied and said you were 21 instead of 17, went to the audition, and actually got the part. 

You were so excited to hear that you had been casted that you didn’t realize the weight of the situation until after you hang up the phone. Immediately, you dialed your best friend. This was all her doing, anyways.

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The truth is, I don’t love my life. and I’m certainly not making the most of it. I have no idea who or what I want to be, and nothing really makes me that happy. People have expectations of me, most of which I don’t care much about. Few people actually understand my complex views on what I care about, and most of the time I feel alone. So yes, I do have a loving family, food to eat, a house to live in, and a chance at a good life. I know how many people would kill for a life like mine, so it makes me feel pretty selfish, but if you asked me if I was happy, I’d be lying if I said yes.
—  lost and confused
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We’re both bobbing for apples and it gets super competitive very fast

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Implied Smut

Down then up. A gasp for air, and then the splashing of water at your feet. Over and over again, the sound leaving no distinction between different patrons, apart from the elated giggling of children, or the taunting growls of competitive teenage boys. You didn’t like apple bobbing for the same reason you disliked the hype surrounding sport; people just got too aggressive about it. Apples with teeth marked indentations flew to your feet, some even hitting your calves if the person whipped their head strong enough.

Time was dawdling along slowly, and every passing minute served to add to your regret. Regretting that you had even suggested you help out with your uncle’s apple bobbing stall at the Halloween fair. At least you were getting paid.

And it helped that your friends were stopping by shortly, to keep you some company. As your thoughts drifted to them, they manifested in three tall boys. But, only one really caught your eye in that instant recognition.

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For new witches who are tentative about divination:

So, I know it can be hard sometimes to see divination exactly how it is. Some people see it as THE ANSWER to any problems they have, some see it as total made up bullcrap. And in all honesty, it’s neither.
Take tarot, for example. Seeking answers in the tarot cards is like going to a wise friend for advice. You sit them down for coffee and they say, “So, what’s going on?”
“Well I really like this person, but x y and z are making me really anxious about doing anything about it. What should I do?” Or whatever the question is.
And because they are wise (not ominous, just very wise), they tell you what they think. “It sounds like _____is really the problem here, so what I would do is…” The oracle is not set in stone. It is up to you whether or not you take their advice. You can say, “I never thought of it that way. That’s a really good idea.” Or, “What are you smoking?! Haha, yeah right.”
And there you have it! Happy divining. 🔮

another day of sun

Pairing: Sam Holland x Reader

Requested by: @peachyyvibes

RequestGIRLLLLL all of your imagines are amazing!!!!!! I love them sooo much! But I have an imagine request/idea, but if you can’t do it then that’s fine :) but anyways the idea is a sam Holland x reader where he basically teaches them how to play piano. (If you couldn’t tell, I’ve fallen in love with kid.) there’s literally a vid of him playing “another day of sun” from la la Land on the piano and it makes me sooo happy . So if you could do this it would make me soooo happy :)❤️❤️

*Note: 1. thank you so much :-) and 2I liked how this came out also it’s v fluffy i hope u like it! xoxo


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“You got the invitation.”

“You got the right address!”

“You need some medication?”

“The answer’s always ‘yes’!”

You and Sam danced around your living room as ‘Someone in the Crowd’ from La La Land played, screaming the lyrics a lot worse than you both usually sang. You jumped on the couch, pointing at your boyfriend. “Someone in the crowd could be the one you need to know-”

“The one to finally lift you off the ground.” Sam placed his hands on your waist, lifting you off the couch and spinning you slightly. Your foot knocked against the coffee table, sending the multiple DVD’s you two had gotten for today to the ground in a loud crash. Harry came in, shaking his head at you two.

“Complete nut cases, you two are.” You laughed as Sam placed you on your feet, keeping his arms around your waist from behind. He pulled you in, your back against his chest.

“You’re just jealous that we’re better dancers than you.” Harry blushed, walking past his brother and punching his shoulder. “Where are you going?” His twin stopped at the door, keys in hand.

“There’s this lot down the street, a yard sale kind of. A bunch of old junk people from the neighborhood didn’t want, I was just gonna go check out if there was anything good there.” Sam nodded at him, glancing at you. “Did you lot want to come?”

“Want to get out for awhile?” You shrugged, smiling at Harry and nodding. You took Sam’s hand. He paused the still-playing movie and shut the television off, pulling you along with him to his brother’s truck. You both squeezed into the front seat, Sam letting you sit in the middle while he leaned his arm out the open window.

“Uh-uh,” Harry said, playfully slapping your hand away, “I pick the music. Only you two listen to musicals for fun.” Your jaw dropped in feign offense.

“That’s not true!” Harry shrugged, turning on the radio to an overplayed song.

“Fine, I don’t listen to musicals for fun.” You pouted, turning to look at your boyfriend. He smiled at you, grabbing your chin with his left hand and pulling you in, kissing your pout away. “Ugh,” Sam and you pulled away, looking at his older brother. “You guys are so cute, it’s disgusting.”

“Keep your eyes on the road, then,” Sam teased, grabbing your face and pulling you in for another kiss. He smiled against your mouth, pecking you a few times before pulling away.


“You were right,” Sam commented, picking up a theatre mask, “there is a lot of junk here.” He placed it over his face, pulling it down again showing you a funny face. He did this a couple of times, making a new face each time. You giggled, changing your face every time he pulled the mask down, too.

“Hey, Sam!” Sam put the mask back on the table, taking your hand in his again and walking toward where his brother had gone off to. “They have a piano,” Harry lifted up the keys’ cover, letting his fingers run along the keys, “still remember how to play?” Sam scoffed, placing his hands on the keys.

“Like riding a bike – you never forget,” he mumbled, letting his fingers play the familiar ‘City of Stars’ tune.

“On a La La Land kick, I assume?” He smiled at his brother’s question, looking back to look at you.

“It’s my favorite,” he winked at you. You smiled back at him – La La Land was the first movie you two had watched together, on your second date. On your first, you had mentioned your love for musicals, which led to you and Sam telling each other your favorite songs from certain soundtracks.

You listened to the tune, humming along to the song. You walked up to him, watching his fingers effortlessly glide over the keys. The last time Sam had played the piano was almost three years ago, he had told you this on your fourth date. The way it looked so easy, so natural, to him almost made you jealous. You had loved the piano since you were small, wanting to learn how to play but never being able to afford lessons and always being intimidated.

You smiled when you heard the tune for Another Day of Sun play, Sam knowing it was your favorite scene in the movie – even if it was only the opening credits. You pulled out your phone, capturing how at peace Sam looked while playing, his smile wide as he looked at you.

“Wanna give it a go?” You put your phone away, shyly shaking your head. “Why not?” His fingers stopped, his eyebrows pulling in as he looked at you in confusion. “It’s not as hard as it looks.” You smiled sadly at him, shaking your head again.

“I won’t be good.”

“Hey,” he walked up to you, grabbing your hand, “you’re good at everything.” He smiled at you, bringing your hand up to kiss the back of it. He pulled you toward the piano, standing behind you as he took both your hands in each of his. “Ready?” He whispered in your ear, causing you to shrug slightly. “Just follow my lead.”

He strategically placed your fingers on certain keys, adding pressure to different fingers at different times to create a rhythmic sound. He moved them again, in different positions, and repeated his actions. He did this again and again, slowly having you remember the different hand positions and keys. He picked up the speed each time he repeated his steps from the beginning.

“You’re doing great, baby,” he whispered, “listen.” You listened intently at the sounds the keys made – in all honesty, you were too distracted by Sam’s breath in your ear and on your neck, too preoccupied with his body pressed against you, to listen to the song that he was teaching you. You remembered the positions and timing, knowing what to play and when to play it, you just hadn’t realized what song it was. “Okay, ready?” You nodded.

He let you move your fingers along the keys yourself, you finally listening to what Sam had been teaching you – it was Another Day of Sun. You smiled, listening as your fingers played the beginning notes. You heard Sam silently singing the words behind you, realizing that you were playing the chorus.

“Sam!” You smiled, turning around and throwing your arms around his neck. “I did it! I played the song!” He laughed in your ear, lifting you up and spinning you around.

“You did it, you did it! I knew you could.” He placed you down, keeping his arms around your waist as he pulled away slightly. “I knew you’d be good at it.”

“Well, I had a good teacher,” you smiled, pulling him in to kiss you. His hands tightened around your waist, pulling you flush against him again. Your hands cupped his face, tilting his head slightly for a better angle – you both completely forgetting you were in public. Sam had backed you up, accidentally sitting you on the piano. You both pulled away, hearing the disastrous sound your butt made from sitting on the keys. You both laughed at each other, Sam helping you down.

“You guys are gross,” you looked at Harry, smiling at him as you took Sam’s hand and pulled him back toward the truck, his hand squeezing yours slightly, his hand in yours keeping the wide smile on your face the whole ride home. 


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Clingy -Part 2-

PART 1

Your P.O.V 

it was now the next morning and Justin still hadn’t come downstairs yet. He didn’t come down last night to apologize either. He normally would is we have had a fight and I end up sleeping on the couch. He’ll always lay next to me and apologize but this time, he didn’t. 

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs making me tense up. This is going to be awkward. 

I turned towards the door as it opened and in came a fresh faced Justin. 

“You sleep good?” He asked, walking over the fridge with a bounce in his step. 

“Does it look like I did?” I asked sarcastically, referring to my tired state. 

“I wouldn’t know. you stormed out the bedroom in a huff last night” He said, pouring himself a cup of coffee. 

“You know why I ‘stormed off’ as you so politely put it” I said, taking a sip of my tea. 

“I know why. I just don’t know why you decided to be all dramatic about me calling you clingy. i never said I didn’t like it” He said, sitting at the counter and seat away from me. 

“You insinuated. It was obvious in your tone that you don’t like the fact that I’m ‘clingy’” i said, putting speech marks around clingy with my fingers. 

“See. Your trying to start something again. i’m trying to solve this” He said, slamming the cup down on the counter, coffee spilling everywhere. 

I got so angry knowing that he would expect me to clean that up. 

“You know what?” I said, standing up and throwing my cup in the sink, making it smash. 

“I’m sick of you treating me like a maid. Let’s get somethings straight. (1) I’m definitely not clingy, i just care, which is more that I can say for you”  i start, seeing him open his mouth but I quickly cut him off.

 “No, you don’t get to interrupt!” I yelled, pointing my finger in his face as I leaned over the counter to get closer to him. 

“(2) I’m sick of you treating me like I’m your maid. You never clean anything up for yourself, you always expect me to do everything for you and I’m sick of it!” I shouted, grabbing the dish cloth from next to the sink. 

“And lastly, Don’t even think about speaking to me today unless the next thing that comes out of your mouth in an apology!” I yell, throwing the dish cloth in his face making him move him head back in shock. 

“Clean it up your goddamn self” i say, walking out the room feeling relaxed. I’ve just let out things i’ve been bottling up for over 2 months and it feels good to let it all out. 

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Hey guys :)

I hope you like the second part. I know I wrote a different second part to this but I deleted that because I really didn’t like it but I feel happy with this one. 

I do have Ideas for a part 3 (the final part) so if you would like me to do that, let me know. 

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p.s sorry it’s short :P