This evening turned out unexpectedly lovely after an up and down day of anxiety and it happened cause I said yes to an opportunity that was kind of pushing my limits of social interaction.

And I’m so glad I said yes. I was able to get to know a person better and it will hopefully turn into a better friendship or maybe something more.

Either is great because friendship can be an end unto itself and you’re dumb if you think only a romantic relationship should be the end goal of your interactions with people.

anonymous asked:

send a character: Momo Hinamori

character: hate them | don’t really care | like them | LOVE them | THEY ARE MY PRECIOUS

ship with: Toshiro Hitsugaya (the OTP of all OTPs)

brotp: Rangiku Matsumoto (really wish we got to see more of this friendship!)

general opinions: I’ve sung my praises for this beautiful young woman in a whole bunch of posts. In short, she’s one of the most realistic and ‘human’ characters in all of BLEACH. Despite all that she has gone through, she stays true to herself and remains the kind, selfless, courageous, and sweet person she is. She was always compelling to follow because her journey to recovery after her trauma, and her reactions to Aizen’s betrayal were realistic and heart-breaking. I came to love her character so much that I desperately wanted her to get more panel time, to see how she has grown and changed; but above all else I wanted to see her get a happy ending…and thankfully, she did :)

Some words of advice from an older gentleman

You don’t have to be an asshole. Try to be nice to people without expecting any damn thing in return. Build people up instead of trying to tear them down. If you’re asking yourself what is the fun in that, then just keep scrolling. Try looking past your own little world, and self interests, and lend a helping hand. A weak person can destroy someone easily and quickly. It takes a strong person to encourage, and help. Use your strength for good, instead of using your weakness to destroy.

Courage and Kindness: Part 10

PAIRING: au reader x bucky barnes 



Finally we have reached the ball!! (I had to watch the dance scene so many times and pause it every so often so I could translate it as accurately as I could! I am now confident I could do that routine in my sleep)  And chapter 10 wow this has kinda become a monster whoops.  I think I’ve decided that I will post a new chapter each Monday I don’t know why but mondays have been the days I’ve been uploading on and I’m a sucker for routine, it gives me a deadline in a odd way! Anyway enjoy xx 

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Part 9


Originally posted by windfallx

You felt Bucky lead you, swaying gently before turning you both in a spin. You snuck a glance at the guests forming a circle around the dance floor.

“They’re all looking at you” you’re eyes were wide never had you experienced anything like this before.

“Believe me, they’re all looking at you” Bucky said, his eyes never leaving yours as he leaned you out of his hold guiding you along the dance floor.

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i haven’t been this happy in years. it’s nice to finally love what i do and it’s nice that i’ve matured enough these last few months - the past few weeks in particular - to make major improvements to my life

With Ivan having recently arriving home, Harrison getting back would mean everyone would finally be accounted for, including John.

There was certainly talking on the way back, but with the man’s voice faltering, he had held back on it. John had a good idea of how everything was going to be working here. He hoped he could get some sleep as soon as he got there, as trying to do so without a bed had been… not good.

Harrison would enter the house, closing the door behind him as Harrison pointed out where the upstairs was. Considering John actually had stuff with him, it was in his best interest for every reason to go there first, but not without gawking at the pile of fluff that was currently lying in front of the fireplace for a bit. You can imagine, with such a big wolf, he would sort of just shuffle on upstairs. He certainly had not seen anything like that last time he was there.

Harrison would take a bit longer to move from the entryway after entering the house. He had an extra jacket now though, which could come in handy. By the time John had made it to the stairs and out of the picture, Harrison would have advanced upon the fluff pile.

He was so relieved. Ivan was of course, the first to be spotted. Aimee, Navi, and Meri once he was able to look over Ivan. Everyone was here, they were all safe, and judging from some of the snow on Ivan, they hadn’t been home too long either. He would let out a huge sigh of relief, they were all safe, and it looked like at least a few of them might have been sleeping. He would lean over the wolf, smiling brightly as he did so.

“Hey, kids…. any of you awake?”

He would speak in a hushed tone, nearly a whisper. If they were asleep, then waking them up wouldn’t be doing any good. Also, speaking any louder hurt his throat.

Ivan was out. It would require someone trying to move him to wake him. Navi wasn’t quite sleeping though, but moving wasn’t exactly in her best interest. She was nice and warm like this. And Harrison was home too now… it was all just looking up. Someone else would answer, she was too close to passing out already.


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Ichigo can be vindictive sometimes. Ichigo is a fighter and a rebel. The things that motivate him though aren’t bloodlust or hatred. It’s love. Love he inherited from his parents. He is strong because of love and kindness. He is courageous because of love and kindness. He is resolved because of love and kindness.

winterheure  asked:

hi honey would you please tell me the names of the songs in your playlist? never have I heard something so beautiful. have a nice day x

Sure. And thank you, you too! ♡

  • Salvatore (Orchestra cover) - Lana del Rey.
  • Gnossienne 1 - Erik Satie.
  • Pan’s Labyrnth Lullaby - Pan’s Labyrinth soundtrack.
  • Domestic Pressures - The Theory of Everything soundtrack.
  • Beethoven’s Silence - Ernesto Cortazar.
  • Courage and Kindness - Cinderella sountrack.
  • River Flows in You - Yiruma.
  • Porcelain - Helen Jane Long.
  • Für Elise - Beethoven.
  • Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy - Tchaikovsky
  • You Do Something to Me - Leo Reisman.
  • Long, Long Time Ago - Pan’s Labyrinth soundtrack.

anonymous asked:

67 Nakamura

Prompt #67 “I’m afraid.” with Shinsuke Nakamura

Placing your hands on top of your heart while you watched No Way Jose showing you and a couple of other trainees a frogsplash from the top rope, you couldn’t help but feel anxiety starting to get the better of you.

You’ve always been afraid of heights, since you were a little child and when you signed the developement contract of the WWE after they reached out for you, a halfway successful model, you had forgotten about the part of high-flying moves being part of the show.

Turning around, you excused yourself and went for the ladies’ room, naively thinking that some cold water against the skin of your face could help you shaking of the anxiety.

Standing around the corner after you’ve finished putting some water against your face and dryed it off, you rupped your upper arms while searching for any kind of courage inside you.

“What’s wrong?”, the foreign accent of one of the top stars of NXT, Shinsuke Nakamura, reached your ears and made you jump lighty on the spot before you found the guts to turn around and face the cheerful looking man next to you.

I’m afraid… of heights.”, you said in a low tone of voice, avoiding his gaze while nodding towards the huge, open room where the other trainees were already practising the frogsplash.

“Oh… Well, if you allow, I could possibly help you.”, sounding rather cryptic, you nodded your head ‘yes’ nearly invisible, but the asian man noticed it with his dark eyes before he signaled you to follow him to one of the rings.

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There is a tendency to think that what we see in the present moment we will continue to see. We forget how often in this century we have been astonished by the sudden crumbling of institutions, by extraordinary changes in people’s thoughts, by unexpected eruptions of rebellion against tyrannies, by the quick collapse of systems of power that seemed invincible.

To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.

What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places – and there are so many – where people behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.

And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.

—  Howard Zinn

“I’m gonna break your little heart
Watch you take the fall
Laughing all the way to the hospital
‘Cause there’s nothing surgery can do
When I break your little heart in two”
• Break Your Little Heart - All Time Low
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Awkward Harry Scores a Mafia Boss

So, once again, a little story according to @agendertomriddle‘s prompt…

Harry had been talking with Yellowpuff for about a year and it was the only online friend he ever made, you’d always would hear how people were catfished or scammed through the internet, so he was quite reluctant to trust people on the Internet. Thus why when his and Puff’s friendship started to seem quite close he asked for his number instead of giving his own.

He warned his friend that it might take a while to gather the courage to write to him, but in truth he wrote his message couple hours after he got the number.

‘Hey, so I know I said I might write you later, but I kind of gathered my courage for texting people I don’t know too well. Although, some time has passed since you gave me your number, so this might not seem that fast after all, in such case I’m really sorry, I was thinking what to write you as my first text for a while. xD
Now that you have my number you can write me whenever. :)
-UnsocialGreenEyes (Harry)’

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anonymous asked:

+ how do you feel about komaru?

A pause.

                 ❛       This is barely something worthy of talking about, especially when I cannot expect others to understand. I am no fool.

Omaru.. fortunately for her, is not like me. But.. despite that, he already taught me that facing danger together makes most of the prejudices disappear. Of course, I used to be sure. Too sure, perhaps. “Danger” used to be a private matter. If I wanted to survive, taking responsibility was more than just necessary. And if the dangers of my private, little world are mine and mine alone, helping others find courage, determination and reasons to live is a waste of time. 

She.. has a long way to go. Everyone does, and maybe.. that’s what makes it more frightening than anything else. Being too young and too inexperienced can often make you be a little too confident. But no matter where she goes.. her hope, courage and kindness shall live on. With or without me, she is capable of doing great things. I missed too many chances, made too many mistakes, and the privilege to ask for things like a second chance, mercy and forgiveness is no longer mine. Now, I can only hope to dream about doing the same. That reckless, childish and immature little girl will.. make a change, eventually. And if I’m still allowed to wish for something, I want to see it.

                And I desire nothing else.