like who could hate on that relationship

mrsariayoureakiller  asked:

Hey,I might be wrong but I feel like with the White Princess soon to be released it's already creating division between Henry/Elizabeth fans and just fans of EOY in general.I feel like some of them are frustrated over the Henry/EOY fans hating on the way their relationship is depicted because of the evidence they give that they loved each other andso those who think that might not have bene the case think that the proof isn't enough and it could have been a Tudor propaganda or something

Hi dear!

Okay so this has been in my drafts for easily a month, I am very sorry about that! I have been so inactive lately because I simply didn’t really have the time nor really the passion to blog anymore. 

I think your message pretty much says it all! Some people are convinced Elizabeth was trapped in an unhappy marriage with a terrible spouse while others feel that evidence points out that they grew to love each other despite facing rather a lot of challenges as a couple. 

I have not yet watched TWP but so far I do get the feeling it wants to break free from the ‘silent image’ most documentaries/shows on TWOTR or ‘the rise of the Tudor Era’ have assigned to Elizabeth of York. Which makes me happy to my very soul, honestly. 

I am convinced pretty much all of EOY’s fans are rooting for an image that shows her as a much more intelligent, action-taking figure than we have seen from her before. It’s just a shame there has to be this division? But especially that some people feel like their opinion is the one that should be the norm? And anyone drifting from their view is horribly wrong and downright ignorant or something? 

In the end we don’t know what really went down do we? We probably never will. I think we can all agree that Elizabeth of York’s life was ruthlessly complicated but five centuries later people still seem to agree that she was amazingly skilled at making others love her. That definitely counts for something if you ask me.

How Do People NOT Multiship?

Seriously I don’t get it. Just looking at Voltron for example here, you’ve got

-Klance, your hate ship, that red and blue, the gay losers who pretend to hate each other but would be very upset if something happened to the other
–Sheith, with all its history and possibilities for angst and comfort
-Kidge, your dumb conspiracy theorists who have no idea what they’re doing in a relationship but they’re trying their best
-Heith, your cinnamon roll lovers
-Kallura, your space power couple and also the way to spite people just for fun
-Shance, your sweet little angel falling for space daddy and it could be unrequited if you like to suffer and I mean Lance called Shiro his fucking hero like can you not
-Pidgance, Punk and Hance, your friends to lovers ships
-Allurance, for crush nerds and could again be unrequited if you’re masochistic
-Shidge, with their adorable and lame support that makes me cry
-Shunk, which is just an even purer cinnamon roll ship
-Shallura, for all your space parent needs
-Pallura, because lesbians are beautiful
-Hallura, the team mom ship
-Shatt, more angst opportunities and the best name

And then there’s your poly ships

-Shklance, where Shiro’s the only sane one and keeping them alive
-Klunk, Kidgance and both at the same time, the purest of friends to lovers poly ships
-Shallurance, which is perfect for Lance angst if you like people feeling like an add on and less important when really they’re just as loved
-Shalluridge, which I can’t even describe how great it is
- Shalluratt, which I don’t actually ship but I get it

Then again maybe is just me I join a fandom and I either ship everything or don’t even ship the Canon there is no in between for me.

Please stop the hate for Touka

The amount of hate for Touka in the ship tag is ridiculous, like people straight up wish her to die because her relationship with Kaneki is “unhealthy” and “abusive” or just so that their ships won’t go down. Meanwhile Touka was the one who trained Kaneki when he first became a ghoul, who risked her life to save him from Aogiri, and also the one who decided to wait for him if Kaneki ever returned and built :re as a place he could call home.

She even went so far as saying she would have sex with him if it meant he could have a reason to stay and know that people truly cared about him. Touka is neither insane nor obsessed, she had grown out of her bitter phase towards CCG in TG and become a calm and more understanding person in TG: re who knows what she wants, who wishes for Kaneki to live and is willing to stay by his side no matter what.

And all of that was unhealthy just because she hit Kaneki a few times or kept him waiting for a couple hours while she literally waited for him for 3 years without knowing whether or not he would come back, and even accepted to stay away if Kaneki could live peacefully as Haise? No, it is not.

 I get that you have your freedom of choosing whom to ship, and I don’t hate any of the ships within the fandom, but was it necessary to wish Touka dead while she has repeatedly been shown to be the only possible person Kaneki might have romantic feelings for throughout the series by Ishida himself since day one? Ship all you want, I don’t care, I know how it feels to ship non-canon couples or crack ships, but it does not mean insulting the female character is okay under any circumstances. That just makes shippers become ugly to the fandom. And even if she dies in the future, your ships have almost zero chance of becoming canon because this is not BL nor would it be the right direction of the manga. Ishida never states that Kaneki has romantic feelings for any male characters throughout the series, and suddenly having him fall in love with other female characters is just plain weird. Kaneki is someone who had been through so much that he hardly found romance in anyone anymore, Rize is basically a plot device and the cause for his tragic life, Akira and Amon are canon, Eto is presumably dead and had fucked Kaneki up badly before, Hinami is his little sister, Miza is a Aogiri member that barely interacted with him before Goat, Mutsuki is a bit fucked up in the head and someone he considers a student just as Saiko. Looking at the full picture of TG, Touka is the only woman who was fully established and developed alongside Kaneki as a possible love interest for him and explicitly told Kaneki she liked him that way. I mean, even his Haise personality had a crush on her. I perceive Haise as someone Kaneki would have become had he not been involved in the past tragedies, who actually had time to think about a love life and be happy as a normal person, and that side of him also chose Touka to be a love interest.

Canon evidence and yet people still think Kaneki won’t be happy with Touka by his side. This is the most healthy relationship Kaneki/Haise can possibly have within the messed up world of his already, and there is nothing more I love for Kaneki than to find someone who truly loves him and stays by his side so that he can develop into a more positive and cheerful person. So please, do not spread hate to the ship tag or Ishida just because your ships did not come true.

“Blue Flames” - One Shot

Please do not post this anywhere else without my permission. 

Rating: M (Smut) 


You hated going to these functions for Harry sometimes because you didn’t really know how to talk to the rich and famous, much less make a good impression and talk up your boyfriend to these said rich people who were going to make Harry more of a star than he already is. It was much easier earlier on in the relationship to attend to things like this because you knew of three other guys who would be there as a crutch if Harry was off in a serious conversation with a producer or someone who could help him go solo.

           Tonight was so much more different, as Harry was auditioning to land a major movie role and he was extremely excited, but extremely nervous about not getting the part. Knowing that you are HIS crutch made your heart swell a little more, but knowing that you would have to talk to a room full of completely different people, even a completely different scene with no one to fall back on was starting to make the nerves in your stomach race so hard that you felt nauseous. But nevertheless you put on your black dress that fell to the floor in your giant closet that the two of you shared when Harry asked you to move in to his house in LA.

           “Babe?” You heard Harry somewhere in the bedroom, his voice darting a bit forward at the last letter of the word, knowing that he was rounding the corner to the closet. He stood in the doorframe looking down at his hands that were holding two different necklaces, both long; one was gold and the other silver, both holding pendants at the very bottom. The silver pendant adorned his plain silver but slightly larger cross, and the gold chain held one small coin pendant at the bottom and the other chain above it was a small gold cross.

           Harry stuck out his hands that his somewhat more inexpensive pieces dangled from, raising both eyebrows at you. You squinted and your eyes raked over his long and lean torso, a black silk button down (which was almost all the way un-buttoned) was carefully and neatly tucked into the long black and white pinstripe pants over his black and so shiny you could see yourself in them boots. You licked your lips just slightly at the sheer sight of him, and his tongue grazed the inside of his cheek as he rolled his eyes.

           “Don’ have time for that, love,” he grinned his little smirk that made his dimple flash, and you wondered how you weren’t jumping on him right then and there.

           “Shutup. Not like you don’t do it to me,” you crossed your arms and glared at him, shifting all your weight to one hip. He immediately saw your body change and his eyes flew down to your chest that was pushed up by your arms just enough. You rolled your eyes this time, and poked two fingers hard into his shoulder.

           “This one,” you pointed to the silver cross and helped him get it over his head quickly, as he has seemed to freeze momentarily.

           “Thanks. Kiss,” his lips puckered out and you looked at him for a moment and paused, his lips starting to turn into a frown when you leaned forward quickly and pecked at them, his smile was triumphant.

           “You ready, love?” He asked, shrugging on his very tailored black velour jacket that fell at his hips, nudging his long hair from in-between his shirt and the jacket to fall out easily, adjusting the collar and his hair, again.

           “Mmm, just let me get my coat,” you said to him and turned to the white pea-coat hanging on the rack that you hung carefully as if not to spill or even breathe on it before his big night. Just then the moment hit you hard, you knew that it was extra important and wondered how you even agreed to this. It might have been the way Harry was standing in the doorframe looking hot as hell, or it might have been the way he ate you out as a plea and a bribe so feverishly just last night that you thought you went to actual heaven because of all the white and the stars (twice); either way, you were nervous and he was, too.

           “Harry,” you said just barely audible, tears prickling at your eyes.

Harry turned to face you and saw your body frame slumped, almost eaten by the pea coat around your arms and your lips were pouting as to say please, don’t make me do this. He strode over to you and in one simple step of his long legs and he was holding you tightly by the waist with one strong arm, the other swiping his padded thumb over your cheek. You felt his breath linger over your forehead as he kissed the temple, and then dipped his eyes to look at you, searching your face momentarily.

“I won’ leave your side, promise,” he grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours and tugged slightly, his eyes never left yours as you gave up in defeat and nodded, following him out of the house.  

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honestly if you think that astra, who loved kara like a daughter, would ever marry or spend time with someone who hated her niece then you’re dead wrong i’m not saying that they had the best relationship ever but kara and non probably had some kind of positive relationship back on krypton–he was married to her beloved aunt, and astra and non’s relationship was solid enough that they planned myriad together back on krypton. and non didn’t have any children either–and astra and alura are twins. sometimes the two together were just enough to suggest what could be, a child with astra’s cheekbones and nose, her dark hair (because on krypton kara’s hair was dark)

what i’m saying is that this year kara:

  • almost lost her sister multiple times
  • actually almost had all her friends die that year
  • learned her sister had been lying to her for 3 years
  •  found out her aunt was still alive
  •  then found out that her aunt might be trying to kill her
  • was made to lose her entire world and all the people she cared for again
  • lost her aunt just as she was finding out that yes, her aunt does love her after all
  • found out that her sister killed her aunt
  • have her uncle, who she probably once loved, definitely try and kill her
  • almost die in space to save everyone and only avoid that because alex will not live in a world where her sister does not exist
  • have kelly die because she chose to save winn and james
  • red kryptonite (need i say more about this because kara sobbing on the table while looking at alex’s arm in a sling that she broke)
  • having cat leave
  • finding out her mother used her to get to astra
  • being forced to realize her mother isn’t the person kara thought she was
  • finding out that her father wasn’t the person she thought he was either, when she found out about medusa
  • was targeted and almost killed by the only survivors left of krypton because they hated her mother
  • juggling being a superhero and life as kara danvers
  • Siobhan
  • ?????? there’s probably more but iS THIS NOT ENOUGH
  • and this is almost completely just season 1




this was an anonymous request, hope you like it love!

Word Count: 1000+

Rating: PG

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you scrolled through your Instagram. 

“What’s funny?” Joe asked, looking down at you. You were on your back on the couch, your head on his lap, his fingers running through your hair. You passed your phone to him, showing him Caspar’s Instagram post with Maddie. 

“They’re so cute,” you said, reaching up to toy with the strings of Joe’s hoodie. 

“We’re cuter,” Joe smiled at you.

“I know,” was all you said, but Joe knew you well enough to read what you didn’t say. He took your hand, kissing the back of it gently. 

The two of you were a very open couple when it came to each other, but not when it came to the rest of the world. Joe wasn’t really one to share his personal life, and that included you. You understood it, of course. After seeing all the hate on Maddie’s profile, or any girl who could possibly have any connection with any of the boys for that matter, you didn’t have to question why Joe wanted to keep your relationship a secret. 

That didn’t mean it didn’t suck though. From no PDA in the vlogs to no social media posts, it was hard to keep up with sometimes. Joe was Joe, but Joe was also thatcherjoe, and not being a part of that side of his life was almost like missing a big part of him. Sometimes, you just wanted to post a cute picture of your boyfriend. All the thoughts made you feel selfish, so you never brought them up, but Joe saw right through you anyways.

“I wish we didn’t have to hide either,” he murmured to you. “I’d show you off to the whole world if I could.”

“You can you know. I’m sure I’ll develop a tough skin,” you replied.

“You shouldn’t have to.” His voice was sharp, and you tread carefully.

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wanna know a perk of being a multi-shipper? come close and I shall tell you...


Whenever there are wars going on in the tag, I’ll be sitting there, laughing and being all like “love fucking wins, peoples!!”

And I know there are people on here who don’t multi-ship, and that’s fine and dandy, but check this: those who do multi-ship tend to not get involved in shipping wars. I know I refuse to get involved anymore because I’m a slut for love and I think any pairing that I have under my belt {within my own mind, mind you} could have some sort of relationship happening. Now, you can disagree and even hate some of the pairings that I have. But, the bottom line is this: love fucking wins; hate does nothing but cause unnecessary drama, and seeing characters that I am in tuned with being happy makes me happy.

So, instead of me saying “ship what you want!!”, I’m gonna just say “love wins!!” when I see shipping wars and ship hate happening.

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anonymous asked:

someone is getting married. that someone is dragged to a strip club for their bachelor party by the rest of the RFA+V+Saeran. just how much of a hot mess would this nightmare be?

A/N: Can y’all imagine though, can y’all imAGINE I WANNA SEE THEM IN A STRIP CLUB LMAO~Admin 404

Not even gonna lie i’m the person who says “nooo it’s embarrassing” but take me there and i’d be stuffing dollar bills down thongs like no tomorrow ~ Admin 626


-is he even alLOWED IN HERE



-He’s a blushing mess the whole time, he can’t even look anywhere

-Seriously, he covers his eyes every time someone walks by because??? They’re half naKED


-Text: “MC, they dragged me here I swear I’m not looking at anYONE I’M NOT LOOKING, I’M NOT TOUCHING, NOTHING” Response: “yoosung wtf”

-Saeyoung tried to get him a private dance and he literally screeched and ran away


-Overall he did not like it. He was so nervous, and could not enjoy himself. Blew up MC’s phone telling them how much he loves them, stood outside or hid in the bathroom a lot of the time as well


-He literally has no interest

-He had no sexual interest in people before anyways

-Well at least not any interest large enough to act upon

-He loves you for who you are, not your body

-That being said, he kind of just sat there all night with an uninterested stare

-He felt a little awkward every time he saw a fellow business man (especially ones he knew or has done business with)

- “a lot of these men are married why are they throwing money at these half naked people”

-Zen kept telling him that he was killing the vibe at his own bachelor party and he just shrugged

-He was so bored the entire time, he absolutely hated it

-Silently judged everyone in the room just to pass the time, also tried to secretly text you until the others noticed and took his phone


-He didn’t care about the strippers

-He danced along to almost every song that came on



-Wasn’t about having the strippers dance up on him though

- pls i am a child of god do not do this

- i am devout to my MC, they are the love of my life get away from me with your sIN

-When his song came on you can bet your sweet ass he jumped up on the stage

-Seriously he was workin’ it. Strippin’ it. Putting his thing down, flipping and reversing it.

-Saeran had to drag him off of the stage before he could do anything else, but Zen had already recorded it and sent it to MC, who in turn, laughed their asses off and refused to let it go for years


-He does not like other people

-Let alone strange, mostly naked people


-Absolutely hates it there and wants nothing more than to go home

-He misses his precious MC ;A;

-It took A LOT to get him where he is in the relationship he has with you

-He wouldn’t do anything to mess it up

-Not to mention, he has literally NO interest in anyone else but you??

-Saeyoung tried to get him to get a personal dance but that idea was shot down fairly quickly when he was almost punched in the face

-He actually spent most of the time just sitting there. Most people wouldn’t come near him because Death Glare™. Did not enjoy himself, not at all




- like yeah they got nice bodies??? But u know who has a nicer body???



- ofc he doesn’t dance up on anyone, he’s a saint, he loves MC




- B L U S H I N G



- she just DOWNS drinks to get through the night, she wants to be supportive

- she drunk texts u a lot

- “hey,,, hey MC,,, are u a whistle cause i want to blow u,,,”

- “There will be only seven planets remaining after i destroy ur anus,,,”

- “if u were a potato,,, I’d mash the hell out of you,,,”

- MC screenshots everything and sends it to the group chat

- Jaehee looks at some of the strippers for candidates for a possible threesome ;;))))


- this sweet, innocent boy doesn’t know what to do

- he wants to support his friends but???

- he’s not really someone who gets drunk and he’s definitely not for watching strippers

- so what does he do???

- he imagines ur the one stripping instead

- like he’s seriously just staring at a wall pretending ur there

- at some point though, saeyoung manages to drag V up on stage??




- he just follows along with saeyoung???

- everyone seems to be loving it so he must be doing something right???

- he ends up loving it

- considers stripping as a career

- then he decided that you’re the only person he strips for me ;;))

Ephemeral || 01

(adj) lasting for a very short time

Originally posted by lonastic

pairing: Jimin | reader 

genre: slight angst, not too much

word count: 2.4k

summary: six months ago, Park Jimin broke your heart, though getting over him isn’t quite as easy if you’re still in love with him

warnings: none

a/n: I don’t hate any of the people who are portrayed as dislikeable characters in this story!

prologue ; next chapter

You stared out your bedroom window as the sun started to rise and illuminate the previously nightly black sky with warm tones of yellow, orange and pink. After Jimin had called you, you couldn’t get a hold of any more sleep that night, but still there was a feeling of proudness lingering in your chest. Despite not being able to fully ignore his call, you still managed to say ‘No’ to coming over to his dorm.

It’s something he’d frequently do, call you at random times of the day, more in the early hours of the morning than when it was actually mundane. You guessed that he probably had no other mindless toy, that would willingly get up and come over at 4am when it was class the next morning. But what can you say, you’d already lost count over how many times you sneaked out of your dorm, trying not to wake your roommates, who were already hating the fact that you were still wasting your time on someone like Jimin, and quickly ran across the campus just to see him.


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The first time they say they love you...

Summary: A little headcanon on how would be the first time these HP characters say they love you, the reader.

Remus Lupin

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

These three little words had more meaning to Remus than any other word had, to him, they held so much power and emotion he couldn’t just say them to anyone at any time. He had to think it through, was it really worth it put someone’s life in danger, your life in danger, just because his heart was completely drawn to you? He had to be certain that he could protect you and that you would be safer by his side than by yourself, that you were really indeed happier when he was present. He had to be sure you weren’t just infatuated with each other, and yes, truly, in love. And it was on this particular day that he was sure. You were inside Honeydukes in complete awe with all the sweets available, hands full of Chocolate Frogs and pixie puffs, you looked at all sides trying to find sweets enough to take some back to your friends and Remus couldn’t help the feeling he had looking at you, so he simply smiled and said “I love you”. Sure you dropped all the chocolate on the floor and breathed a shaky “W-what?” at your boyfriend’s sudden realisation, but he said it again with all the conviction in the world, receiving an ecstatic kiss and a very sweet “I love you too, Moony.” just right back.

Sirius Black

Originally posted by totallybenbarnes

Sirius was the opposite, the words never meant much to him. They held no power to him, in his logic to prove love was to show love. His way to say “I love you” was by saying “take care of yourself” and “be safe”, it was waking up during the night just to see if you weren’t having any nightmares and it was making you your favourite tea and read you a book when you where indeed having them. It was giving you his jumper whenever you forgot yours and spend the entire day in the library with you even if he disliked being there. But when Sirius realised that those words meant something to you, he would hold your face and say “I’m sorry I don’t say this as much as I should but I do love you, sweetheart, I really do, so much.” and would press his lips on yours passionately, surprised because differently from the other times he had spoken those little words, they this time, held more meaning than they had ever done, and ever since that day he would say it often to remind you that he truly, utterly, completely loved you.

James Potter

Originally posted by bobdillpickle

James, for a long time, thought those words were silly. He had convinced everyone and even himself that he didn’t believe in that magical cheesy love he easily found on muggle’s romances. It was when he met you that he started changing his mind, it was when you rejected him so many times before accepting to go out with him that he understood that it was possible to hurt from love. It was only when you pressed your silky soft lips on his that he understood what the ‘butterflies’ were and he felt stupid for not believing his friends when they said all that unbelief towards love would backfire. But it was when you were taking a stroll around the Hogwarts’ lake during the winter that he felt the necessity to say those words, it was when you looked at the sky in utter happiness as you felt the first freezing snowflakes falling on your face, frosting your cheeks, it was when you smiled at the sight of snow that you grabbed James’ hands and twirled like a small child during Christmas, it was when you whispered “Snow!” like it was pure magic that he let those words escape his lips, and they escaped so easily, so smoothly that the smile on your face convinced him that love was the best thing in the world.

Teddy Lupin

Originally posted by imaginesforlifetime

To Teddy it was relative, he never felt like saying it, it didn’t really matter to him. Even when you started dating, he said it every once in a while that he was in love with you, but never that he loved you. After all, they had a difference and it saddened you a little bit that he would never say it, maybe he wasn’t sure you were the one for him, maybe he was just infatuated? Maybe he didn’t love you? You were a bit let down to be in all honesties, you had been dating for almost two years and he had never said it, not even once, but perhaps that was just his way of being. So you thought that it wasn’t worth confronting him about it, you’d just try to let it go. But on this specific Friday during Summer, you were spending a week with the Potters, and Teddy asked you to dye his hair bubblegum pink. And you agreed, you spread the dye through every soft lock as he sat on a chair in front of a mirror, you noticed he was staring at you through it. You were quietly doing your job, humming one of the lullabies you used to sing for your little siblings, focusing on his hair but the staring wouldn’t stop and when you met his eyes he was trying to hold a smirk. “What are you staring at, Lupin?” you asked raising an eyebrow, “You, (Y/L/N)” he replied, not holding back his infamous smirks. “And why’s that?” “Because you’re stunning and I love you.” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You do?” You heart had nearly stopped, he had said it, he had freaking said it for Merlin’s sake. “I do, (Y/N), very much.” He said smiling at you. “Well, I-I love you too, Teddy.”

James Sirius Potter

Originally posted by prince-ezra-miller

James had a little taste for some of the muggle stuff, his grandfather Arthur Weasley had taught him all he knew about them and even allowed him to borrow his muggle car. One day during summer, when James was talking to you on the phone, you mentioned you had had a fight with your family about some specific grades, that you were really upset and he immediately told you to get ready because he was going to pick you up for a ride, it would make you feel better. He asked his granddad if he could lend him his car to rescue you and soon drove to your house, where you waited sitting on the doorstep, cleaning some of your tears and smiling at the sight of him. You entered the car and he immediately hugged you, you stayed like that for a minute or so, just being close to each other and enjoying the feeling of being in each other arms. “Thank you, James, for taking me away from here.” He kissed your forehead, shaking his head and telling you to put the seat belt on as he started driving. After what felt like ten minutes on the road you opened the window and looked out on it, the comfortable wind refreshing your soul and drying all your tears, your hair flowing backwards as you smiled in contentment. You felt pure bliss, and so did he. James almost couldn’t believe himself on how alluring, sweet and kind you were and how you deserved to be with someone who would love you entirely and make you happy. And in that moment, he knew he wanted to be that person. And as you opened all the windows so the wind would flow through the entire car and you laid your head on his shoulder, he whispered only for you to hear, even though no one was around, “I love you, (Y/N)”. You lifted your head in ecstasy, smiling big, kissing his cheek slowly, “I love you too, Potter.”

Albus Severus Potter

Now Albus would let it slip during a heated fight, he would be so pissed, so furious that all his shy, conserved demeanor would just vanish right away in front of your eyes, he was your best friend and he was exhausted of seeing you giving your all to people who didn’t care for you and ended up tearing your heart apart. He would be so angry at the thought of your heart breaking again in careless hands when he could take such good care of you he would just let it slip, “You just give yourself away to assholes with infinitely lower IQs than yours and end up completely shattered, you don’t deserve this and you hate this feeling yet you always go back to it.” He shouted, “I hate seeing you like this, it’s the absolute worst feeling in the world and it hurts me even more that you keep putting yourself in harmful relationships when you could be with someone who would treat you well and look after you, someone who would love you more than anything in this world and make you happy.” And by that time, tears would be already escaping your eyes, trying senselessly to dry them with the sleeves of your jumper. “Yeah, like who? Who would love me?” You’d scream back. “Me, (Y/N)! I would, I do, so please just stop doing this to yourself and let me love you.” He’d say quietly, his shyness getting the best of him once again, anger long gone by now. And you’d jump in his arms, hiding your face on his chest as tears could not be held any longer. For the first time, you felt like things would be okay and love would finally be kind to you.

Scorpius Malfoy

Originally posted by luckybluegifs

You went on a Quidditch game, your house against Slytherin, you didn’t have anything against them, specially since you were dating one, but after that one Slytherin asshole hid all your belongings around the school, ridiculed your house and your friends it became all personal, and you wanted nothing more than your house to crush him and his team. Scorpius was a caring and protective boyfriend, but when it came to Quidditch you guys had agreed you’d cheer for your respective houses and never, ever argue about it. And as you watched the game, booing that shithead and rooting for your house as loud as you could, Scorpius watched you silently from the other side of the field, he observed your clothes all colored in respect for your house and how you laughed and cheered as your house scored. You looked so radiant and so beautiful in that moment, sticking up for your house and yourself, he didn’t know what came into him but when he realised what he was doing he already was in your house’s side of the field in the grandstand and his arms were wrapped around your waist. “What are you doing here?” You asked kissing his cheek, ecstatic to see him but confused since you’d agreed when games like that happened you wouldn’t talk about it or go together, to avoid fights. “I came to root for my girl and her house, no shithead has the right to do this to the girl I love.” “Even if he’s from your house?” “Even if he’s from my house. He’ll be hearing from me afterwards.” He said throwing an annoyed look at the boy, who stared at both of you. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him right there, your friends cheered for you and let loud “awww”s as he pressed his body against yours, deepening the kiss. “I love you too, Malfoy.”

A/N: Hope u enjoy this sweets, x

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goodbye (kind of)

Don’t get me wrong I’ve been fed up with the phandom since I joined this god awful place. I’m sure people have wanted me to leave anyway, so here you go.

I wonder what dan and phil really think of you all. Surely they must know all the dumb and disrespectful shit that goes on if they lurk as much as they say they do. Then again, i wonder… if they know how bad it is here, why haven’t they said anything? Why can’t they put their audience in check? I know everything is mostly light hearted and fun but it’s not fun for me anymore. The only people who think the phandom is a peaceful utopia are the ones causing the problems. Some people are too blind to see it and some people might even try to argue with me on this post. Go ahead, I’ll leave the phandom with a fight. One last round for all the wonderful times.

You don’t ship phan? You’re homophobic and you don’t belong here. Also you just want dan to yourself and youre labeling him as straight and (if you’re lgbt+) you’re faking your own sexuality to prove a point.

You write dan/phil x reader? You’re a cringey laughing stock. You’re also homophobic. You’re also a straight white girl.

It doesn’t help that dan and phil subtly use Phan™ to make their income. There’s nothing wrong with that, but i feel like it’s driven some people in the phandom to be entitled and rude and put them on a high horse. It just normalises their invasive behavior. It feeds their fantasies to the point where they become tinhats instead of shippers. To be honest, im fucking tired of it. Not of dan and phil per se, of their audience for being so dimwitted they can’t see the obvious fan service. Look on the bright side: two already successful, rich men are being more successful and rich.

Never have I met an audience more entitled and more bratty than this one. I can’t help but feel like dan and phil did have something to do with this, seeing as they never addressed the problems within their community. (I mean, dan tried to in 2012, but that year doesn’t exist!1!!1 meanwhile 2009 is hard hitting proof. seriously get over yourself.) It’s hard work, and I’m sure in Dan’s cynical eyes theres nothing that can be done about it, but it is possible. Look at jacksepticeye’s community. When do you ever hear about drama going on there? Do you see any type of hierarchy going on there? Now look at that phandom. I mean, throwing a fit because they slept on separate floors on tour?? Get over yourself. Accusing them of queerbaiting because they act like actual friends and roommates on camera?? Come ON. Sending hate to their friends? Are you really going to stoop that low, all in the name of a fictional ship? Even worse, when popular blogs send their followers on rampages when someone goes against the norm (the norm being shipping phan and constantly overanalyzing their every move.) It’s ridiculous.

Anyway, I could go on forever about the bad stuff in this place. I’d like to mention some of the good as well. I’ve come across plenty of wonderful people who have complimented me on my writing, people who have backed me up in the ‘not-shipping-phan’ thing. I technically got in my first relationship through this fandom. I have internet friends that I never want to let go of. I’ll always remember the people who sent me kind words when I went on hiatus.

Dan and Phil are a significant part of my life. They’ve gotten me through some tough shit, they’ve made me smile. I looked at their first book on the day it was released and was glad i didn’t kill myself. Dan made me feel less alone and more comfortable with my cynicism. Phil has calmed me and made me smile when i felt like the crying would never end.

But at the same time, they’re so aggravating! Why can’t they tell their audience to cool it? Sure, people will send sarcastically rude things to Dan and everyone will laugh and have a good time. But what about when people stalk their personal lives? What if either of them has a significant other and the phandom goes into a frenzy?

That’s honestly what’s kept me here for this long. There has always been a part of me that just hopes that they’ll acknowledge phan, or come forward with a significant other. I wanted to stick around to see that. But I’ve taken the phandom’s shit for a bit too long, and I’ve seen the phandom tear my friends to pieces. I cant take it anymore.

Sidenote: this blog isn’t going to deactivate. I’ll leave it up solely for the people who read my writing (if y'all are still out there lmao.) And I’ll probably talk about me and my girlfriend here, should i find the need. I probably won’t reblog Dan and Phil anymore. Not that it matters, I’ve been losing followers anyway. If anyone cares here are my main, jse, and aesthetic blogs. You can find me there.

Anyway congratu-fucking-lations, phannies. You win.

Well since pining Keith is a Thing™ now, gotta join the bandwagon and who am I kidding? I love pining Keith

-It’s already established but Lance is painfully oblivious like Lance is horrible at picking up signs when it comes to his relationship

-Keith hates every. second. of. it.

-Keith: Having a crush sucks. I’m gonna go die. *locks self in room and plays pining music*
Shiro: Keith, could you at least die to some good music?

-Ice-cream tubs mysteriously disappear in less than two days

-Shiro: *knocking on door* I know you took the ice-cream, Keith! Open up!
Keith: *raises volume to Mr. Brightside*
Shiro: KEITH

-Once Lance accidentally put his hand on top of Keith’s and Keith wouldn’t speak to him for a week

-Hunk: You should be ashamed of yourself.
Lance: Wha?
Pidge: Disgraceful.
Shiro: Unbelievable.
Allura: Keith deserves better.
Coran: Quite sad, indeed.
Lance: wHAT DiD i DOOOO????
*collective groans*

-You guys don’t understand how painfully oblivious Lance is.

-Lance: Hunk, I just realized something.
Hunk: Hm?
Lance: Keith is always really nervous around me. And he gets red all the time. He starts fidgeting and stuff.
Hunk: !!!!
Lance: Do you think…
Hunk: !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: Keith is allergic to me?
Lance: Well, not me exactly. I started using some Altean shampoo Coran let me borrow so maybe-
Hunk: *looks into camera like in the office*

-Keith has done those crush things and love calculator on the internet. He got 95% BTW. He was grinning for weeks.

-Pidge: Don’t tell you actually believe those things.
Keith: *raises volume to Can’t Help Falling in Love*
Pidge: What are you, 50???

-He also checks their horoscopes, the dork

-He is so,,,,,,,in love with this boy,,,,,,,,you cannot imagine,,,,,,,the grin he gets,,,,,,,whenever Lance compliments him

-He kinda just hugs his pillow and thinks about it all night

-U got it bad by Usher

“Don’t Call Me Princess”

“Stop calling me princess!”

“I apologize, My Queen.”

One shot inspired by @creativepromptsforwriting! For all you Draco lovers (though this is geared more toward Slytherin readers).

“How is it possible for you to look this shitty? It’s the weekend; you should attempt to look somewhat decent.”

“Oh, shut up, Pansy.” You rolled your eyes but said nothing more. After living in the Slytherin dungeon for six years, you’ve learned to pick up on whether a comment is made in endearing sarcasm or legitimate hostility. Shockingly, Pansy’s remark happened to be the former.

She walked over to your seat in the common room and crinkled her nose at the sight of a dusty book. “Advanced Rune Translation. How revolting.” Pansy’s frown deepened as her she saw your remaining stack of books. “Bet you regret taking so many N.E.W.T. preparation classes now, hmm?”

“No. You see, not everyone can get into a high position in the Wizarding World based solely on their mummy and daddy’s status.”

“What a bloody shame that is,” she scoffed.

Once that bothersome menace left you alone, you continued to study, switching your copy of Advanced Rune Translation for a Potions book. This is great. The joy of having two assessments tomorrow, you thought.

“Y/N, you do know it’s time for supper, yes?”

“Yes, Blaise, thank you, but I’m not hungry and I need all the time I can to revise.”

“Suit yourself.”

As the Slytherin common room emptied out, you sighed in contentment. “Finally, some silence.”

The said silence lasted for about five precious minutes, until you heard an annoyingly familiar voice.


“Malfoy,” you sighed. “Why are you here? It’s supper.”

“I could ask you the same question.”

You shrugged. Draco Malfoy wasn’t the bane of your existence, but you didn’t exactly see eye to eye either. However, silently coexisting was not an option. You both seemed to love to annoy each other too much. A love-hate relationship.

“Look, I know you have important assessments and all, but you should get some supper.”

Only Malfoy could manage to sound so condescending while saying something so caring, you thought.

“I’m fine. I’m not even hungry.”

“Y/L/N,” he deadpanned, “I didn’t see you at lunch, either. You must be starving.”

“You noticed?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “Who would’ve thought the Almighty Draco Malfoy could’ve noticed someone like me to be missing.”

“I am a prefect for a reason, darling. Plus, every once in a while, a king notices a lowly peasant. Today just happened to be your lucky day.”

“Oh, get stuffed, Malfoy. Some people actually need to try to score high marks. Unlike yours, my life isn’t handed to me on a silver platter.”

“My life…handed to me? You don’t know the half of it,” Draco scoffed under his breath.

“Pardon? I don’t think I heard you correctly.”

“Nothing, princess,” he drawled. There was a moment’s pause where Malfoy hastily grabbed something from his robe pocket. “If you’re not going to supper, at least eat.”

He placed a napkin full of Cornish pasties on your work space.

“Don’t call me princess.” You crossed your arms. “And– I’m sorry. I think my ears are deceiving me. Malfoy was nice to me twice in one day? No, these must be poisoned,” you gasped. “Trying to get rid of the competition since, you and I both know, I’m the only Slytherin who can actually kick your ass in academics.”

“If you’re my competition, then there’s nothing I have to worry about.”

“Bugger off–”

“Just eat.”

You rolled your eyes at his demanding voice. “Okay, King,” you mocked, but took a bite anyway. “And thank you. I guess.”

“The pleasure’s all mine, princess,” he said with a smirk.

“I said don’t call me that.”

Your annoyance only seemed to fuel Draco on.

“My mistake, princess.”

“Malfoy,” you warned.

“Princess,” he mocked.

You snapped.

“Stop calling me princess!”

“I apologize, My Queen.”

“Malfoy, I swear on Salazar’s bloody grave–”

You stopped abruptly as he chuckled. You had no idea Malfoy was capable of a laugh other than a snicker.

“You’re adorable when you’re angry.”

“Adorable? I’m not adorable,” you snorted. “I’m fierce.”

“I believe you.” It was clear he didn’t. “Y/N, contrary to popular belief not everything in my perfect life comes naturally. I do revise as well.”

“I believe you.”

He let out an airy laugh as he made his was toward the boys’ dormitories. “I’m only saying… I’m always here if you need help, princess.”

And as he left, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself, looking at what’s left of the Cornish pasties.

“He called me princess.”

Yay! The end of my first Harry Potter imagine. Sorry if it sucks or is out of character or has incorrect facts or has a poor use of British slang (since I am very much American). Also, is it too long?

Feel free to give feedback! The good, the bad, the everything in between.

Requests are open! Ask away. xx

Send me a symbol for an established relationship

🌟 old high school friends who lost touch for a while

(distant) family members who meet each other at the funeral of one of their grandparents / parents

known each other since kindergarten but didn’t start getting along until recently

🌙 good friends who sometimes don’t talk for months, but suddenly show up on each other’s doorsteps and have a laugh like they talked just yesterday

muse A is the new doctor / nurse / caretaker of muse B

💫 arch-enemies since the day they could talk

muse A works in muse B’s favourite restaurant

love / hate relationship in which they totally need each other’s constant reassurance, but hate each other’s every move

 they tried a relationship once, but it didn’t work out and now they’re the best and closest friends who tell each other everything

they live in the same apartment building and greet each other in the hallways, not yet aware of how alike they are and how much they could mean to one another

💙 muse A is muse B’s biggest fan and they finally get to meet them backstage

used to be co-workers a few summer jobs ago

💰 business partners who always agree on the work related topics, but never on anything else

Let Me In (1/?)

Summary: You are a new addition to the Avengers, and have only ever seen your teammates with their walls up. However, one by one they slowly start to let you in, and you finally see them as human.

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this for so many reasons! I wanted to make a series about the reader’s platonic relationships with the Avengers and figured who better to start with than the hero who’s been getting quite a bit of hate lately. I have ideas for other characters, so just let me know who you’d like to see next! Thanks for reading!

Warnings: mild language (h-e-double hockey sticks folks), insomnia, panic attack

Tony Stark

Originally posted by luvindowney

You never thought a compound full of enhanced individuals could seem so spooky at night. Maybe it was the unfamiliarity of the place, but your nerves were definitely on edge.

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Don’t make me get all rant-y on a Wednesday!

People must know that CR doesn’t write or produce for Holby City, right?  That while she might have input from time to time, she’s not responsible for the direction of an entire series? 

And surely they must also know that, while she may have misgivings about her story lines from time to time, that she’s not at liberty to share these misgivings in a public space where anyone (including her employer/network) could view them?  Actors who want to work for a living are not that stupid.

And surely folks must appreciate that just because she has so kindly picked up the mantle of fan interaction (in a way that few others do), doesn’t mean she should be held accountable for all of wlw representation in mainstream media, past present and future - right?!

Is it just me?  Folks are mad because she’s trying to be encouraging when she should hate the thing as much as you do?!  I don’t get it.  Leave her alone.  Wouldn’t say it to her face?  Don’t use twitter. 

Could have been writing some sweet smutty fluff this afternoon, but instead I’m in a full on tizzy! 

To the people who hate on fans of Killing Stalking:

There are two groups. One group romanticizes the relationship between Bum and Sangwoo. They want them as a couple and ignore the disgusting shit Sangwoo has done for the sake of their ship.

The other group doesn’t romanticize the relationship between Bum and Sangwoo. We are just waiting on the day Sangwoo goes to jail or gets his ass kicked.

So please remember that. I’m part of the second group and I don’t like being clumped together with the idiots who think the relationship between them is cute. I don’t see how anyone could even put these two together as a couple. Sangwoo is a disgusting piece of shit and to those of you who see this as romantic I hope you wake up and see that it’s not. THERE IS NOTHING ROMANTIC ABOUT A FUCKING SERIAL KILLER AND ABUSER.

The Chemistry of Love

Pt 1

SummaryThere is a chemical formula for LOVE: C8H11NO2+C10H12N2O+C43H66N12O12S2 Dopamine, Serotonin, and Oxytocin, which can cause schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity. 

You didn’t want to feel love, you hated it and you weren’t gonna overdose on it, because to love means to expose oneself, means to be weak. And you didn’t want to be weak; you didn’t want to be weak anymore.

Pairing: Jimin x Reader 

Genre: Angst/Smut/fluff 

A/N: Just right out of the oven, I don’t know If I will continue it but I wanted to give it a try, just tell me what you think about it :) 

Inspired by the picture below lol. 

Sorry if I have any grammar mistakes, English is not my first language 

It was a sunny Friday day of spring as you walked through campus to get to your first class, you loved spring; air turning warmer, nature starting to grow, days becoming longer… but what you hated about it was seeing the “lovely” couples making out in front of everyone, couldn’t they just do that inside closed doors? Losers, they don’t know is just chemicals in their brains you thought to yourself, one day or another one of them is gonna end up with a broken heart because of some shit the other did, telling the other that it didn’t feel the same anymore instead of telling that he/she was fucking someone else. Love didn’t exist.

Your father left your mother when you were just a baby; It destroyed her in ways you can’t even explain. When you are little people tell you that if a boy treats you wrong it because he likes you, so you grow up with this conception in your mind and when you are older you find yourself crying over some fuckboy who threw you in the trash the moment he got what he wanted. And this circle would repeat itself again and again.  You start to feel the need of physical and emotional affection so you run to the first man who will provide you that, the thing is that they only provide you the physical part, you have fun for a while until you start to feel empty again and when you began to ask for some emotional affection they guy runs away. And that is was what happened to your mother endless of times.

You didn’t have a romantic loving relationship you could look up to when you were younger so when you were just a kid you dreamed about finding someone to love and be loved back like it happened in the movies but with the years that dream began to vanish until the point you didn’t believe in love anymore. For you it were just chemicals in your brain, you didn’t want to admit it but you hated the idea of becoming someone like your mother, a clingy sad person who couldn’t live without a man by her side.

You felt bad for thinking that way but the moment you were able to take off from home you didn’t even though about it. You loved your mother but you despised seeing her fall for some man and then end up drunk, crying all over the floor. You tried to help her several times but it just didn’t work, what made her happy was being with a man, not being with you.

With time and experiences you formed the idea that certain people could never be loved. It just is not their destiny; they are not made for that. And you were one of those people.  You’ve always totally refused to believe that it was important, you always tried to convince yourself that it didn’t matter, that one can be happy being alone, that there are just people who are born for that and other people who are not and you were one of the latter. But at the same time, deep down, you hoped that someday it would change.  It’s like everything and everyone around us says that love is the greatest prize that someone can have in this life, as the most beautiful feeling that one can ever feel. But what if … there are people who are not destined for that? What if, you are a person who will never feel that? It annoyed you and terrified you to your bones to think that the only thing that makes us humans feel fully and purely happy is love.

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  Request: Hi! Can I request a Kai imagine with numbers 13,63 and 99? <3 <3

Prompts: “Kiss me.” “Stop running from this. I know I’m not the only one who feels it.” “We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.”

Imagine~ Being trapped with Kai and he reveals his feelings for you. 

“How the hell did you manage to get us both stuck in here?” Kai shouts at you angrily. 

You rolled your eyes at his temper, clearly not intimidated by him. “Maybe if you hadn’t tried to kill everybody you don’t like we wouldn’t be here at all.” you retorted. 

He rolled his eyes at you, clearly irritated by the whole situation. You had a love/ hate relationship with Kai, you’d always had feelings for him but he was also a complete ass. He trusted you with everything but he never showed how much he actually valued you. 

“All you had to do was distract him using your boobs or some shit and you couldn’t even do that.” he groaned, running his hands through his hair. 

“Sorry, I didn’t feel comfortable using my body to distract some random pervert for one of your stupid plans to kill a witch.” you said, smiling sarcastically to the boy. 

“He wouldn’t of touched you, I wouldn’t of let him.” Kai said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

You scrunched your eyebrows, confused as to why he was caring about anyone else but himself. 

Kai was the most selfish person you knew and you’d always doubted whether or not he would save you if it meant putting himself in harms way. Which is why you never put yourself in dangerous situations for Kai. 

 “Since when did you care for anybody else but yourself?” you scoffed as wandered around the lodge the witch had locked you both in to. 

Kai scoffed at your words turning to you as you scoured the house, wondering where the hell you were. 

“What the hell are you looking for?” he said, completely ignoring your question completely. 

“Looking for something that can tell me where on earth we are so we can leave.” you said, glancing over at Kai briefly.

Kai rolled his eyes as you looked around. There was absolutely nothing to tell you how to get out or where you were. 

The lodge was completely falling apart and you could tell it’d been abandoned for sometime. You were completely human which is why you were surprised you weren’t dead yet considering how much you did for Kai. 

“Nothing bad’s going to happen. He just left us here to annoy me.” Kai groaned, rolling his eyes.

“We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.” you smiled sarcastically, thinking about everything bad that could possibly happen here. 

“I’m a heretic, we’ll be fine.” he said, more confident than it should’ve been. 

“A heretic who with a neck snap is out for about half an hour. And I’m a human who can do just about nothing to defend myself.” you said with raised eyebrows, clearly annoyed with him. 

He rolled his eyes, annoyed at the fact you damaged his huge ego. 

“At least I’m not a defenseless human.” he sneered, gradually coming closer to you. 

But you weren’t intimidated, not even in the slightest. If he hurt you, you wouldn’t help him and he really needed your help. 

“So what if I am? You couldn’t do half of your evil plans without me so I’m not exactly useless.” you smirked, walking towards Kai with every word. 

It annoyed Kai that he didn’t intimidate you but he knew everything you were saying was true. Kai needed you for a lot and without you he would be screwed. 

“What makes you think that? I don’t need you in the slightest.” he smirked, towering over you. 

“Yes, you do.” you grinned, running your finger down his chest before grinning up at him. 

“Kiss me.” he whispered. 

You were completely stunned for a moment, he must’ve been joking. Right? You refused to believe his feelings were true, especially after all of the times he’d used you for his own gain. 

“W-What?” you stammered, still taken aback by him. 

“You heard me.” he breathed before smashing his lips against yours. 

You kissed back almost immediately, all of your feelings conflicted. You didn’t want to enjoy it but you did. 

You knew he was most probably just using your feelings so you wouldn’t leave him but somewhere inside of you wanted to believe he was being true right now. 

Before you could pull your thoughts together he pulled away, leaving you conflicted. 

“Y/N..” he started but stopped when he saw the look on your face, waiting for you to say something. 

“Kai, we can’t. I can’t.” you breathed shakily, your emotions conflicted. 

His face turned from normal to hurt at your words. His eyebrows scrunched wondering why you’d refused him so quickly. 

“Why?” he croaked, upset at the fast rejection from somebody he was so close with. 

“Because I don’t know if you actually like me or if you’re just using me. And I don’t know if I feel the same away.” you lied, knowing damn well about your feelings for him. 

“Don’t lie to me.” he said, hurt evident in his voice. 

“I can’t do this.” you said slowly. It pained you to it because everything within you wanted to be with the cocky heretic. 

“Stop running from this. I know I’m not the only one who feels it.” he stated, looking straight through you. 

You let out a shaky breath not sure what to say. 

“Don’t make this difficult, Kai.” you sighed desperately trying to keep yourself together. 

You ran your fingers through your hair, looking for any form of distraction to take you away from the situation. 

You glanced over at Kai and you saw the pain that was evident in his face. 

Something within you told you to hug him, kiss him and be with him in general; but you couldn’t allow yourself to. 

“Please.” he squeaked, and you could feel a glint of hope. He wouldn’t try this hard for to keep somebody, let alone you. 

Which is why somewhere inside you stirred and you felt as if he was being honest, he actually liked you. 

You stood in silence, unsure what to do. Kai stared on at you, waiting for what you were going to say or if you were going to say anything at all.

“Lets figure out how to get out of here first.” you sighed, leaving him hurt and confused. 

(a/n) ooo not a happy ending who saw that one coming ay.