little mix we are who we are

The wild is an integral part of who we are as children. Without pausing to consider what or where or how, we gather herbs and flowers, old apples and rose hips, shiny pebbles and dead spiders, poems, tears and raindrops, putting each treasured thing into the cauldron of our souls. We stir our bucket of mud as if it were, every one, a bucket of chocolate cake to be mixed for the baking. Little witches, hag children, we dance our wildness, not afraid of not knowing.
—  Emma Restall Orr
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sapphic dreaming ♥ a wlw playlist

girlfriend icona pop / pretty girl hayley kiyoko / i really like you carly rae jepson / boyfriend tegan and sara / girls beatrice eli / what’s it gonna be? shura / girls like girls hayley kiyoko / on your side the veronicas / higher carly rae jepson / you’re the one kaytranada / roman holiday halsey / into you ariana grande / pretty girls little dragon / flesh without blood grimes / bestie sizzy rocket / jenny studio killers / only a girl gia / horizon luna blake / gravel to tempo hayley kiyoko / bad things meiko / stop desire tegan and sara / daisy zedd / love you anyway ji nilsson / talking body tove lo / holy pvris / all night icona pop / can’t feel my face kina grannis / drove me wild tegan and sara / 2shy shura / i love you always forever betty who / touch little mix / cliffs edge hayley kiyoko / cool for the summer demi lovato / blow your mind (mwah) dua lipa / starving hailee steinfeld / she likes girls metro station / then we kiss icona pop / my boots lights / sober vérité / you and i pvris / ease my mind hayley kiyoko / heartlines broods / bwu tegan and sara / mine phoebe ryan / mama say betty who / kiss and not tell la roux / we belong together myzica / how long jelly rocket / closer tegan and sara / rollercoaster bleachers / drive glades / cry baby fickle friends / touch shura / secret chelsea lankes / night go slow catey shaw / crazy au revior simone / hold on, we’re going home pia mia / midway bad bad habits / run away with me carly rae jepson / sleepover hayley kiyoko / apologize matilda / sway anna of the north / hide and seek love x stereo / be the one dua lipa / something just like this koni + adding more all the time!

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Here's what happened II
  • *Otayuri in Russia*
  • Yuri: Okay where do you want to sit?
  • Beka: I don't care you pick...
  • Yuri: UGH Beka come on your visiting at least choose something!
  • Beka: Okay *points* over there.
  • Yuri: See that wasn't so hard!
  • *later*
  • Yuri: Didn't you have a new mix or something you wanted to play for me?
  • Beka: Oh yeah here let me pull it up on my phone!
  • Yuri: UGH! I forgot my earbuds...
  • Beka: Don't worry I have mine~
  • *later*
  • Viktor: Ahhh where could our little boy be???
  • Yuuri: Viktor we are supposed to be grocery shopping. I doubt Yurio wants to see us anyways he left in kind of a rush...
  • Viktor: Did you see how he was dressed?! No cat print, so fancy, our son is with someone and we have to find out who!!!
  • Yuuri: Okay just because he dressed up nicely for one doesn't mean-
  • Viktor: I THINK THAT'S HIM! IS THAT JJ???
  • Yuuri: Whaaaaaat??? No way... See look I think it's Otabek...
  • Viktor: THAT GANGSTER WHO WANTED TO STEAL MY SON FROM ME?!?!
  • Yuuri: Ugh we have been over this a million times we KNOW Otabek. He would NEVER hurt Yurio. Awe they look so cute together...
  • Viktor: HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THIS!?!? I NEED TO GO OVER THERE AND GIVE THAT PUNK A PIECE OF MY MIND!!!
  • Yuuri: Better idea!!! Why don't we just casually walk by and act real suprised to see them and you don't try and kill Otabek! Mmmkay?
  • Viktor: They are really close together....
  • Yuuri: Viktor!
  • Viktor: Fine...
  • *Viktuuri casually walks by Otayuri who don't notice them*
  • Viktor: YURIO!!! FANCY SEEING YOU HERE!!!
  • *Beka panics and and stands up*
  • Yuri: What the hell are you idiots doing here?
  • Yuuri: Oh we were just in the neighborhood and decided to say hi! Hey Otabek no need to look like a deer in the headlights~
  • Yuri: Ugh can you two leave??? We were kind of in the middle of something...
  • Yuuri: Of course! We'll let you guys finish this d- this little outing of yours~
  • Viktor: DID YOU SEE HOW PANICKED OTABEK WAS?! HE'S HIDING SOMETHING...
  • Yuuri: This was supposed to be casual Viktor. You gave me a heart attack when you yelled at them...

What makes me laugh is, you know what type of person someone is by whether they favor Eric or Dylan. And everyone does, often subconsciously.

People who favor Dylan have suffered depression or currently are, able to connect with his feelings of loneliness and despair because those were the emotions he wrote about. They probably dream of love the same he did.

The people who favor Eric have depression or used to, just the same, but probably not as badly as their counterparts. They don’t connect with Eric’s sadness, they connect with the anger, hate, the teenage angst and lust.

In the end though…everyone forgets they weren’t one dimensional characters in a movie or book. But they don’t mean too. No one does.

We forget Dylan had Wrath on his t-shirt, we forget he helped make the pipe bombs and that he killed people as brutally as Eric did. We also forget Eric’s self-harm (via autopsy reports) and his feelings of regret towards his family, especially his mother. And I we remember these things, we forget to mix them into the whole person they were.

They were boys, murderers, depressed teens, guys who spent way too much time playing video games, lonely kids, horny little fucks before pornhub, kids who never really had the chance to grow up.

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BEAST is a little gothic fairytale – the story of three generations of women dealing with the aftermath of divorce. When Alice’s mother, Grace, tells her that her father’s a “beast,” she begins to question who or what she really is. 

We’re going for something along the lines of Pan’s Labyrinth meets Terms of Endearment – a sprinkling of magical realism mixed with a family drama.

We shot the bulk of the short film last year and headed back for one day in January. We were lucky enough to be supported by Creative England’s Emerging Talent scheme, which got us through the bulk of the shoot but now find ourselves in post production with our credit cards maxed out, desperate to finish our little movie.

Support women filmmakers and donate to this film’s kickstarter before April 28th so we can all see it.

review of faces maxie makes throughout the entirety of oras + some canon art

am i late to the meme of course i am

the standard maxie

this is as average as it is gonna get with him. looks cool and collected but is probably thinking of how cute camerupt looks when he feeds it pokepuffs. 20/10 but only because ive seen him make more interesting faces but it’s already perfection.

concept art smug maxie

step aside smug anime girls, there’s a new boy in town. looks satisfied with himself and overall very bratty and confident. great angle and lightning going on. easily one of my faves. 1000/10

mini model smug maxie - the sequel

a differently flavored smug maxie. looks even more in the clouds than concept art smug maxie. That snide crooked smirk tho!!! 999/10

tcg smug maxie - the finale to the thrilling trilogy

completely changes the angle and now we see him from above YET he still makes us feel like he knows something we dont. tell us your secrets maxie. good megane shine going on. 1001/10 and it gets bonus points for being featured alongside archie in that official saint valentines tweet. imbued with extremely blessed queer energy.

engry maxie

You can clearly see he is Not Pleased!!!! His eyes go full iris-less to show he is confused too and I appreciate that “I forgot the oven on” vibe. 450/10

“archie what’s good” maxie

things are going his way but he is already out of control!!! Not a genuine laughter, however I like how we see him have fun like never before. let him enjoy himself even if it’s for like 10 seconds before he realises he fucked up. sadly i couldn’t find a gif but i promise he is moving his whole body as he cackles which is Very Good. 300/10

>BD maxie

Uh oh! Now you’ve done it! The signature pokévillain big ol smile before the final showdown. He only looks like this when he is ready to kick ass, will probably lose but shhh he doesn’t know yet. Feels powerful but i cant tell if its cursed or blessed. 350/10

“toothpaste-brand-i-cant-mention-because-of-copyright-reasons” smile maxie

the most cryptic of all of his grins. is seen for like a split second in the background. the image is so low res that all of his wrinkles are gone but far from making him look better it makes him look Not Okay. Also because he does this as he shows the protag how groudon awakes, it is safe to say it’s the maxie equivalent on checking on the person he is showing a funny youtube video that is a little too long and maybe not that funny in retrospective. 100/10 because of the shit-eating cockiness he shows.

drama queen maxie

this one’s not even showing his face but honestly!? a classic. alpha sapphire exclusive sexual innuendo going on from the other angle and all. this is the good posture of someone who does yoga with his admins every morning. 400/10

“just got beaten by a 13 y-o” maxie

and last but not least, what has to be the most memorable moment this nerd has given to us all. upon breaking down the gif you can notice that 1) he winces with such energy that his glasses almost fall off!! 2) he immediately composes himself, of course he does, he is the great maxie he needs to look sharp and 3) THE SMUG SMIRK IS BACK. Overall very blessed as we get to see many faces of his personality in this format. this is exactly what i expect from an adult nerd like him who just lost to some random kid. 1000/10 would fight again.

overall:

the stone-faced maxies are good but feel a little plain compared to the wide variety of emotions he shows. They make up 90% of what we see of maxie in-game. a safe bet, you can never go wrong with resting binch face maxie.

the grinning maxie, whom we see in the seafloor cavern, are this weird mix of extremely cursed and blessed energies that manage to instill a deep sense of discomfort on you but you smile and nod nonetheless because it’s maxie. I never know how to feel when i witness them, but i think i like them

smug maxie is the superior maxie. no doubts about this. it’s the closest we get in canon art to a genuine smile from him so it’s inherently Good. Why is it so underrated tho???? let him show off his sassy side more often. The knowing smirk shows his personality very well without making him look like an unpleasant person. easily my fave maxie expression.

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It’s good to have a genuine friendship and a genuine sisterhood because we work together 24/7 and we’re around each other 24/7. There’s always a stigma attached to it as well that you don’t get along or there’s always someone who wants to be in the limelight more. But we just have such a good balance and fully support each other. I always say if girls stick together we can be the strongest force ever. - Perrie Edwards

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A child related an abduction experience to alien abduction researcher Budd Hopkins, stating that a little man came in [to her bedroom] with a little girl that didn’t look like us or him, but looked like a mix of both. She said she had white, pale hair. Budd relates her account: “And the man said, "We have to go, you have to come with us. We have some friends who are waiting.” And she said, “So we all three went out and we went right through the wall, Mommy, and you don’t even get splinters and you don’t even get dirty.”“ He, then, brought her to a playground where there were other mixed (hybrid) children waiting. He had her play while the children watched, so they could learn how to play, the being said. Image and quote source: https://youtu.be/OyLzb4v-S4I

Oops

Based off the song Oops by Little Mix feat. Charlie Puth

Word Count: 568

Warnings: Implied smut kinda. Fluff

A/N: This kinda turned into one of those drabbles where I didn’t actually define the pairing. So you can decide who you want this to be with. Dean, Sam, Cas, someone from another fandom, whoever you’re crushing on at the moment… All I know is that this song is absolutely adorable!!

Version en Español: Oops


Y/N and I are just friends.

Yeah. Friends.

That’s it. We tried the dating thing and both decided that we were better off as friends.

So yeah. Friends.

Then why do I keep waking up in her bed?

But we’re still just friends.

You know, the kind of friends who sometimes, maybe, every once in a while, no big deal, might backslide.

Keep reading

♥ RICK GRIMES DIALOGUE SENTENCE STARTERS
feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❛ It wasn’t my intention. ❜
  • ❛ Think about something else… Puppies and kittens. ❜
  • ❛ There’s good news? ❜
  • ❛ I can see you make a habit of missing the point. ❜
  • ❛ Ought to be polite to a man with a gun. ❜
  • ❛ We survive this by pulling together, not apart. ❜
  • ❛ Next time though, take the safety off. It won’t shoot otherwise. ❜
  • ❛ They’re screwing with the wrong people. ❜
  • ❛ Hey. It’s not on you. ❜
  • ❛ We’re close. Just got to make it through another day. ❜
  • ❛ Listen, it was me. It was just me. ❜
  • ❛ Things changing in here doesn’t change things out there. ❜
  • ❛ I want to keep him safe. That’s all that matters. ❜
  • ❛ I’m sorry this happened to you. ❜
  • ❛ I hear Nebraska’s nice. ❜
  • ❛ How you live, how you die is not up to me. ❜
  • ❛ That’s what I’m gonna use to kill you. ❜
  • ❛ I know this sounds insane, but this is an insane world. ❜
  • ❛ We can still come back. We’re not too far gone. ❜
  • ❛ We don’t kill the living. ❜
  • ❛ You’re gonna have to kill an unarmed man. ❜
  • ❛ This is how we survive: We tell ourselves we are the walking dead. ❜
  • ❛ How many of you do I have to kill to save your lives? ❜
  • ❛ I’m not the good guy anymore. ❜
  • ❛ This isn’t a toy, you pull the trigger, you have to mean it. Always remember that. ❜
  • ❛ The pain doesn’t go away, you just make room for it. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t know what it’s like out there. You may think you do but you don’t. ❜
  • ❛ If you don’t fight, you die. ❜
  • ❛ I killed my best friend for you people. ❜
  • ❛ You’re gonna change. ❜
  • ❛ We have to come for them, before they come for us. It’s that simple. ❜
  • ❛ Let’s get one thing straight. This isn’t a democracy anymore. ❜
  • ❛ I had to keep hope alive, didn’t I? ❜
  • ❛ Little girl goes missing, you look for her. Simple. ❜
  • ❛ I try not to mix it up with the almighty anymore. Best we stay out of each other’s way. ❜
  • ❛ It tells me God’s got a strange sense of humor. ❜
  • ❛ He’s the one thing I don’t want to fail. I feel like I do every day. ❜
  • ❛ You’re the town drunk who knocked over my fence and ripped up my yard, nothing more. ❜
  • ❛ Things don’t get better because you want them to. ❜
  • ❛ We’ve all lost someone. ❜
  • ❛ We’re all infected. ❜
  • ❛ It isn’t about what I believe anymore. It’s about them. ❜
  • ❛ We do what we need to do, and then we get to live. ❜
Would Never Call It Love Part 6 | Calum Hood

Inspired by the break up scene between Ross and Rachel in Friends. THIS IS NOT THE LAST PART. Part 7 will be the last part of this story. Hopefully you all enjoy. Inbox me your thoughts!

Previous parts 1 2 3 4 5

(not my gif)


After more thrilling shows with Ashton’s sweaty hugs and the exhilarating crowd heard from miles away, we all found ourselves here back at the hotel we were all staying at after the most recent show. All except, of course, Calum and Nia. Arzalyea and I were perched on the comfy bed near the edge, while the rest of the boys were sitting on the ground in a mini circle. Michael thought it would be fun to play a drinking game, a twist on spin the bottle. Instead of kissing someone that the bottle lands on, that person gets to mix a drink for you in private and you have to drink the whole thing. We had ingredients from things like vodka to horseradish. So, by midnight my throat was burning, eyes watering, and I felt the giggles come along as time went on. 

“Y/N, since you’re the most adventurous, how about we steam it up a little?” Luke suggested.

“And how are you proposing we mix it up?” I said, then continued to drink my orange juice chaser.

“Next person the bottle lands on, you have to take a body shot from.” My face cringed at the thought, but the already coursing rum and vodka running through my body made me nod my head, wanting to prove that I don’t back down. 

“Fine Hemmings, I just hope your girlfriend won’t kill me if it lands on you sucker.” I smirked to Arz who just pretend puked, and then laughed.

I spun the bottle at a moderate pace and it started to slow near the boys side. Once the bottle stopped, it landed on my now boyfriend, Ashton. He smiled proudly, already pulled off his shirt and laying down horizontally on the bed. I covered my mouth, embarrassed, as Luke poured a sloppy shot into Ashton’s bellybutton. He giggled at the odd feeling, but his eyes dug into mine, wanting to so badly feel my lips on a pretty sensitive part of his body.

“Now drink, sucker.” Luke mocked, and I pulled my hair back using my hand. As my lips pressed into his firm stomach, my lips rounded around the hole filled with liquor, and slurped it up, even using my tongue to clean it all up. I could feel Ashton tightened under me, and I swore I could hear a faint moan escape his mouth, even over the noises of everyone in the room. I sat up setting my hair in place and cleaned my mouth with the back of my hand, smiling proudly. But the room died down in commotion when we all heard the hotel door open. I was facing away from the door while everyone was facing it dead on, and bulging eyes told me it could only be one person. My head slowly turned around before my body, meeting his eyes. 

He was clutching his phone, water bottle, and wallet all in one hand, and all stared at us with a straight face. There’s a certain way you can tell when Calum is mad. His shoulders are far more back and brooding than a normal man, his brows hand low on his face with a slight downward curve, and his bottom lip juts out more along with his chin. To make the whole situation not seem awkward, I turned back around, as Ashton brought his hand to my knee to calm me down.

“Hey bro, thought you were gonna be with Nia the entire night?” Michael asked, and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

“I broke up with her.” The whole room seemed as if someone pressed the paused button on a remote, and the whole room fell silent. The only noise to be heard was the slight ringing in the air. Everyone’s eyes, even Ashton’s, fell upon me, as if I was suppose to have some response or reaction to this statement. However, I didn’t budge, and kept my ‘non-concerned’ composure. Deep down, though, my heart began to race in my chest and got louder with each pump to the point where I almost couldn’t hear anything else.

“Nobody ask any questions, I’m going to bed. Hope you all are having fun.” He said sternly. I could feel his eyes digging into the back of my head, as he left the room to the second bedroom next door that was connected to the room we were in. As the door slammed shut, I jumped, and Ashton placed his hands on my shoulders. I heard everyone let out a shaky breathe, and the room seemed quieter than before.

“So, I think we’re going to head out, probably down at the lobby to the bar, you’re open to join us but until then, night Y/N, night Ashton.” Luke said, more hushed than his normal voice, and all 3 slipped out of the room without a single peep.

I could feel my mouth hanging open, and the build up in my chest that contemplated coming out in the form of tears, as I stared at the messy comforter beneath me.

“I think you should talk to him Y/N…” Ashton whispered, both of our heads now hanging. I trembled feeling his hands dropping from the comfortable position on my shoulders. I could feel the lump in my throat growing by the second, knowing exactly what was bound to happen either in this moment, or very very soon.

“You’re the only one who could get through to him in this time.”

“But what about us…” I looked up to find Ashton already wiping away stray tears, and sniffled.

“We both know you never really felt anything for me. Well…I personally know now.” He looked up at me with red eyes. “But I know you’ve never liked me more than a best friend.”

“Ashton-”

“It stings. It hurts. it’s…heartbreaking. But I mostly blame myself.” More tears lunged from his eyes, as I sat up and grabbed his cheeks, making sure to wipe them away as they fell, some being stopped by his growing beard.

“Don’t-don’t say that please…”

“But I do. I blame myself for taking you away from him and making you question your feelings. I blame myself for confusing you. I blame myself for taking you for my own when I didn’t even think about you, I practically took advantage of you. But mostly, I blame myself from breaking Calum’s heart.”

“W-what, do you mean? I broke him Ashton, I told him I didn’t love him when I did, it was all my fault you hear me?” He shook his head, shutting his eyes.

“No, he loved you even after all of that. And I, being the extremely selfish best friend, took his girl for myself, not even blinking an eye. And I miss him, I mean we’re Cashton. We’re best friends, bandmates, brothers. And now, I think I completely ruined our relationship for good.” He smothered his face into my palm, holding onto my hand for needed strength. I felt my own tears well up in my eyes, but held myself together for Ashton’s sake. Even though he couldn’t see me, I nodded my head to his request from before.

“I’ll do it, I’ll talk to him.” He cracked his eyes open, and began using his cotton tee to wipe around his tears. He sniffled a couple of times, before giving me a slight smile and a final kiss on the forehead.

“So I guess this is it, huh?” I asked questioningly.

“Unfortunately so.” He combed through my hair, staring at me the loving way he always has. This was the last time he’d be able to, this close, this intimately. 

“I’m going to catch up with the others. Let me know how things go with Calum please.” I nodded, watching him get up, grab his coat, and smile at me one last time before closing the door, leaving me and the Maori boy separated.

I had the courage from the fading liquor to fully open his door without a knock, and saw him lazily lounging on the bed with only his sweatpants on. The room was dark, except for his phone light on his face. I flipped the switch next to the door, and walked in further to shut the door. His eyes squinted, and he did not look at all pleased to see me of all people.

“I was trying to sleep.”

“Obviously not, you were on your phone.”

He huffed out a chuckle, and threw his phone against the plush chair in the corner of the room with enough force to see the veins in his bicep protrude. 

“Look, Calum I didn’t come in here to fight I came in to talk.”

“No, leave. Get out. I don’t even want to see you right now, I can’t look at you.”

“You have no problem looking at me when you’re basically tonguing Nia down in front of me, or giving me a death glare when I’m in Ashton’s arms!”

“Oh yeah how’s your little boyfriend? You’re little fuck buddy?”

“We just broke up Calum!” His eyes caught mine as he sat on the edge of his bed.

I strolled over to sit on the front of the bed, while he remained facing away from me on the side. “Calum, we’ve had our fair share of mistakes. I made the mistake of sleeping with Ashton while I still loved you. And even though he was different, my mind never strolled away from you. It’s always been you.” I tried to slowly lay my hand on his defined back, but he jumped up, swatting me away as if I were a fly.

“Don’t, touch me. You don’t get to come in here, tell me you love me and expect things to get better, none of what you said makes it any better, it doesn’t work that way!”

I couldn’t say anything, I knew I was the one in the wrong when it came to him and I. If I never would’ve told him I didn’t love him, and then try to jeopardize his new found relationship with my own selfish feelings, this all wouldn’t have unraveled this way.

“You’re the one who bailed, you’re the one who ran away from your feelings when I broke our most implemented rule. And besides the lying problem, we have this whole problem to fix! How are you going to solve it? If you really love me like you say you do, how do you plan to make things better!”

“Calum…I did something, so incredibly stupid and selfish of me. I lied to you, I slept with someone else to get over you, I ruined your obviously better relationship because of my own love for you which isn’t fair to you or Nia. And as much as I would jump at the chance to redo everything…I can’t.” My voice was now cracking at this point due to fast hot tears flowing down my cheeks.

“But in the end I know that what we have is so much better than any other connection we could have with anyone else. What we have is something more than just a good fuck here and there, it was a growing friendship and genuine love for one another. In reality you are my best friend Cal, and the only person I’ve ever felt anything like this before. I love you Calum…”

I swiftly grabbed his hand, and brought it to my lips but again he jumped even farther away from me.

“I won’t just fall limp in your arms like I always have this time Y/N! I have always came back to you! Not again! ” He pointed a solid pointer finger at me, emphasizing his words directly toward me. “I think you need to leave, and I think you should get back together with Ashton.” He slowly walked toward the door to open it for me, but I quickly got up and pulled his shoulder to look at me but he didn’t even flinch, but however did stop in his tracks.

“No, no Cal we can work this out, the love we have for each other will help us work this out, finally, together!”

“Well that love fading.” My heart cracked at his words, hearing that he could possibly be falling out of love with me because of my own actions completely ripped me apart.

“Look, we have to work this out. There’s got to be a way Calum…please…” I ran in front of him and placed my pleading hands on his visible pecks, feeling his rapidly beating heart against my palms. “I don’t know what to do without you, I have nothing without you. There’s a void in my heart that can only be filled with you, I need you so badly…” My crying eyes looked deep into his now deep brown ones, feeling as if our souls were connecting as his bottom lip began to quiver.

“I don’t know what I would do without these gorgeous arms that protected me and kept me safe,’ I placed a kiss on his bicep, ‘without these hands that kept mine warm even if your own were frozen,’ I kissed his fingers, ‘without this cheeks that held a smile so bright and alive that I didn’t need to look at another art piece in the world,’ I kissed his cheek, ‘without these eyes that spoke to me when words weren’t needed,’ I kissed his eyelashes, ‘and without your heart, your amazing love-filled heart Calum.” I ended with kissing his chest, my lips longing to stay on his heated skin. For a minute, I could feel him want to grab me and hold me there for eternity, afraid of ever losing me again, but instead, he just stayed lifeless in front of me, his arms staying down by his sides.

“I can’t do it…you’re so different from when I first met you, you’re like this completely different person I don’t even know anymore. Whenever I look at you, I see Ashton,,,lying above you like when I caught you two…” 

At this point, Calum Hood had finally cracked.

“Just like I’m sure you see Nia’s face when you look into mine…”

“No, Calum no. All I see is you. Your beautiful, fun loving, kind hearted soul. You’re the best person there is and I’ll always see you, as you.”

“These couple months have completely changed everything Y/N…whether you like it or not…I just can’t keep doing this with you. All the lying, the sleeping around, the putting yourself before anyone else.” I looked up at him, trying to find in his eyes if he was telling the truth. He was.

“I would have given up everything I have, for you. I would’ve put myself in danger before I let so much as a finger lay on you. But now…those feelings are fading, because for once I am going to put myself before anybody else. It’s my turn to have some happiness.”

I pulled away, hand covering my mouth while the other laid on my hip.

“But this can’t be it I mean…this can’t be the end of us Calum…”

His never left my figure as he took in my physique one last time. The way my hair fell onto one side as I flipped it, the way my foot twitched because of my anxiousness, the way I bit my nail trying to for-see what was to come after this moment.

“Then how come it is?”

And this was the moment, I finally cracked.


Part 7 if y’all really want to know how this ends! I left this at a stand off point, but I have plans for a part 7. This part actually made me choke up because this Friends scene kills me. Request loves!

h_crusemire: Today I had the honor of going to a little mix cd signing at the Philadelphia Mills Mall. I thought nothing would happen except the five seconds I’d get to see the girls who have saved my life. I’m sick, I have multiple conditions, two of the main ones are Gastroparesis and CRPS which are slowly taking my life away. Over the summer I was extremely sick, the weren’t sure I was going to make it. Little mix kept me going and when their new album came out I blasted it full volume no matter where I was. Today after the signing I, along with several other fans waited outside to see if we would be so lucky to meet the girls for a longer period of time. We waited for such a long time and eventually we saw them, we didn’t get to meet them. But then as I was sharing my story with some other fans and begging a security guard to let me see them because this could very well be my last chance, the fans started chanting to let me in. A few seconds later a guard came over to me and told me to come inside. I followed him and inside stood Perrie Edwards of little mix. She told them to let me in, I started crying my eyes out and thanking her repeatedly for saving my life. I told her how I’ve been sick and she’s been keeping me here and she hugged me and told me to keep fighting. One of the security guards name is Matthew Veneziale and he is the kindest person I’ve ever met. He told me to keep fighting and that he would pray for me, along with him several other people hugged me and told me the same thing. Right now I am going to quote on of my favorite quotes that is very relevant to this situation, I’m dying but in this moment I have never felt more alive.
Thank you not only to little mix but to Matthew and the Philadelphia Mills Mall.
Sincerely,

Hannah Crusemire

Back to the Past (Hamilton x Reader) 6

Words: 3000+

Warnings: none

A/N: the tags are now at the end of the story because they’ve gotten hefty (HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY) okay anywho enjoy i guess. OH YEA FYI i gave your best friend a name so have fun with that yall

Part1 Part2 Part3 Part4 Part 5 Part 7


Tu te fous de ma gueule! (You’re kidding me)” Lafayette said, widening his eyes.

“She’s my best friend, Lafayette. I know her.” You grew furious, tightening your hands. Laurens looked at your stance, and stood in front of you blocking your view. You tried looking around him, but he followed your movements. “Laurens, move. We have to make sure she doesn’t do anything to him.”

“You’re too angry right now. I think we should bring you back to the camp.” Laurens said, still standing there. You sighed in frustration, shaking your head. Your best friend was the witch. She’s the one that sent you here, that cursed your friends, Hamilton. But, why?

This is making less and less sense.

“Laurens, I need to confront her, I need to find out what’s going on.” You began walking to them, but you felt an arm grab your wrist. You turned back quickly, glaring. Mulligan held your arm, preventing you from going further. “Herc, let me go. Now.”

“No, I cannot do that. I cannot let you risk your life.” He said, looking at his friends. They all nodded, turning to you. “Like you said before, we have to watch and see. Do not make any more commotion than we already have.” He tilted his head, making your gaze look around. The men and women were looking at the four of you, questioning in your eyes. You frowned.

“But Herc, she’s my friend. I need to know.”

“Not now. Let’s go to the table and just watch.” You bit your lip, but nodded, letting them guide you back. You kept your eyes on her, watching her talk to Hamilton. He was giving her a polite smile, looking even more uneasy than before. You tapped your foot on the floor, glaring at her. She did not even glance at you, enjoying herself. Laurens placed his hand on your shoulder, smiling at you sadly.

You wanted to go over there and kill her yourself. But the three men around you would stop you before you could even stand. So you continued to stare, at least until their gazes turned to your table. Hamilton was the first to look, raising his eyebrow at your stare. You glanced down at your empty plate.

Mon amis, they are coming here.”

They walked toward us, Hamilton wearing a hesitant look on his face. Your best friend held her arm in his, her eyes only focused on you. You were about to get up, but Herc gave you a warning look, making you sit down.

“Lads, this is Miss Erin Greenwood. She requested that I showed her my friends.” He glanced over at you once, then looked back at his friends.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Greenwood.” Lafayette said, the first to stand. She held out her hand, and he froze. Usually, he would not hesitate to kiss a woman’s hand, but the situation called for a different tactic. He pretended to not see her outstretched hand at all, bowing to her once. Laurens and Mulligan greeted her, their calm demeanor confusing you. How could they just act this way towards the woman who erased their memories?

“And who is she?” She said innocently, looking at you. You glared at her, causing a nudge from Laurens. You were still sitting down, refusing to be polite to this woman.

“Ahh, this is Y/N Y/L/N. She is not from around here, but it seems like she cannot leave.” You frowned at his passive-aggressive behavior. Again, you had to remind yourself that this was not him.

Erin greeted you, curtsied once. You did nothing, staring at her. She smirked at your lack of common courtesy. “Hmm, Y/N. You are a very interesting woman.”

“That’s what everyone seems to say these days.” You replied.

“Would you like to talk? The men here seem like they have something to discuss.” You glanced at the four of them, and they all looked at you. Herc seemed the most worried, shaking his head at the suggestion. You gave him a sympathetic look, turning back to Erin.

“Sure.” You replied, and walked away with her. You could hear the four of them arguing as you walked away with Erin. It was quiet for a little, until you finally spoke up. “Why the hell did you do this? Why would you bring me back in time? What is going on and why shouldn’t I just punch you right now?” You hissed, following her to the refreshments table. She offered you a drink, buy you refused. You did not need more curses in your life.

“Y/N, I only did this because you did the same to me.”

“You keep on saying that, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She laughed, sitting at a table nearby, you sat across from her, waiting for her to say something, anything. Instead, she just sipped on her drink. “Come on now, Erin! Say something!”

“You cannot force me to say anything, Y/N. Remember the one who is in control here.” She said, an edge to her voice. “Besides, Hamilton seems to have taken a liking to me. It’s entertaining to see him hate the love of his life.” She giggled, placing her drink to the side.

What was she talking about?

“You see, Y/N, we have gone through this, multiple times. You and I like Alexander, there’s some sort of love square instead of a triangle, and he always picks you. Every. Single. Time.” She held on to her glass tightly, and you noticed cracks appearing.

“You’re not making any sense, what are you even saying?”

She shrugged, looking over at Hamilton. The boys were talking casually now, glancing at the two of you ever so often. You saw Mulligan looking at you, concern in his eyes. You smiled, not wanting him to worry.

“I don’t even know anymore. It’s tiresome that I am the only one who remembers everything. Why can’t you just wake up in another life, knowing that you are going to meet me soon enough? And that you’re going to take Alexander from me again.” She sighed, stirring her drink with her finger.

“Are you talking about reincarnation?” You asked, and she nodded.

“Unfortunately.”

“For fucks sake, Erin, just-“ She stopped stirring, looking up at you. There was an evil gleam in her eyes, so you decided to rephrase your words. “Erin, we were best friends. Can you just tell me what’s going on?”

“You see, you and I were friends in Athens,” you widened your eyes, “Yes, stop staring at me like that, it is in fact Ancient Greece. Can I continue?” You nodded.

“We were servants, maids of some man who I care not to talk about now. We grew to be friends, agreeing that we should escape from the job. It was not easy, you, see, we were to pleasure the man. He had a wife, of course, but sometimes he wanted to mix it up a little.” You saw the fear in Erin’s eyes, and you grew sympathetic towards her. “We ran out, one day, and stumbled across a group of men. I knew you were terrified, since it was my idea to run away in the first place. They noticed that we were dirty and barely had on any clothing, so they brought us to their home.”

“Long story short, they were the boys; Lafayette, Mulligan, Hamilton and Laurens. Although that wasn’t their names back then. I liked Alexander, and you knew, so you avoided him. He was a flirt, but he seemed to gravitate towards you, always talking about how amazing Y/N was. It was frustrating, and I appreciated how you ignored his advances. Mulligan liked you, though, and you never noticed, taking his flirts as just kindness. It was really sad seeing him like you and you not like him. Eventually, though, he asked for you to be his bride. You agreed.”

“Why would I agree to marrying someone I wasn’t in love with?”

“That’s how it was back then, Y/N. You were glad to be with a man of his stature. Hamilton was furious, but of course he didn’t tell his friend that.”

“It was horrible. Alexander ignored me the whole time, and if he did talk, he would ask about you. He crashed the wedding, by the way. Drama and more drama, and by the end, it was the two of you who were married. It’s funny, how things ended. I wanted to be with him, I deserved to be with him. I talked to a local priestess and she convinced me to learn magic. I thought I put on a curse to separate the two of you. I didn’t think this would happen, I didn’t know we would be stuck in this loop. I was being a stupid girl, in love with a man who would never love me. I still love him,” She said, now playing with her fingers, “All of us. The boys, me and you, we’ll be stuck in this loop forever, until you figure out how to break it.”

You were quiet, absorbing all the information. Alexander and you, you were supposed to be together, you were meant to be together. You looked at the table of friends, smiling at the laughing Hamilton. He looked towards you, and his smile dropped, he looked away. You looked back at Erin.

“Why did you make him hate me? You were never a bad friend to me. But you made him hate even looking at me. Why did you even send me here?” You were indeed hurt. She made this whole curse happen, and now, she made the one person who would make this bearable despise you. She was not as much of a villain that you made her out to be, but she still made this happen.

Erin sighed. “I did it because I hated just standing in the background the whole time. You don’t know how it feels to see the one you love, love someone else. I wanted you to see him hate you, Y/N. I needed to see you hate him too.”

“You do realize that I don’t love him, right?” You said, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.

“Right. You don’t, but you will. If you haven’t already been lying to yourself. I’ve seen this dozens of times, Y/N, trust me.”

She was frustrating. It hurt for Hamilton to hate you without any reason, but you only liked him. You took another look at him, noticing that your friends were gone. You stood up quickly, looking around frantically. Then you noticed something.

Everyone was gone. You looked back at Erin, and she smiled, putting her legs on a chair next to her.

“What are you doing-”

“I don’t need anyone overhearing our conversations. Especially those friends of yours,” She scoffed, “but then again, they were mine too, on multiple occasions.” She nodded her head to herself, pursing her lips.

“Why did you send me here?” You asked, and she laughed.

“Actually, you did that to yourself.”

“What?”

“Remember when I told you about the musical?” You nodded, and she continued, “Well, you were researching about Alexander Hamilton, you clicked on some link. I have no idea how that sent you back here, but it did. And it sent me as well.”

“If we’re reincarnated, then what happened to us? Our selves in this time?”

“Well, your name was Margarita Schuyler van Rensselaer, the sister of Hamilton’s future wife. You died in this timeline early, and you weren’t supposed to, by the way. Since you died, I ended up dying as well. My name was, hmm, it doesn’t really matter. I’m not important.” You heard the tang of sadness in her voice. “This is probably why Alexander dies early as well.”

“He dies?” Your heart dropped. She raised her eyebrows.

“Wow, you really are an uncultured swine. You were much more interesting in London, by the way. Being a spy and all,” You raised your eyebrows, “Did you not listen to the soundtrack? Aaron Burr shot Hamilton? His friend turned enemy? Wow, you really don’t know.” You thought of Alexander being killed, and your felt your heart jump.

It’s funny, you did not love the man, and it’s already hurting because of him. You tried not to worry about it.

Emphasis on tried.

“How do I get the curse taken off Hamilton?” You asked her, and she smiled. You were thinking that this woman was more like infatuated with Hamilton instead of being in love with him. Talking about someone you love dying is not an easy subject, and no one would want the person they loved to be manipulated like this.

“I knew I was forgetting something! You must fall in love with him, or, the other way around. Either way, it does not really matter. It will work, you just have to make him like you. The curse will wear off each time you play one of his heartstrings, until it completely goes away. ” She glanced at the nonexistent watch on her wrist. “Oh, look at the time! Have fun, Y/N! I’ll see you on the other side!" 

“Wait, Erin, how do I get back-”

She snapped her fingers, and you blinked.


The music was no longer playing, and the place was completely empty. Erin was gone, and you were sitting alone at the table. You felt a hand on your shoulder, and turned to see Lafayette standing there. He smiled down at you.

Mon ami, are you alright?“ You nodded. "We were looking for you, the witch that calls herself Erin and yourself were gone. It is, how you say, worrisome. Mulligan is outside, and Laurens is checking the room with water bowls.”

“The restroom, Lafayette?”

“Ahh, yes, mon ami. I apologize for my English.” He said, blushing. He took his arm off your shoulder, and you stood up. “Hamilton is looking as well, Y/N. He seemed very nervous.” You bit your lip.

Hamilton was nervous? Why was he nervous? Shouldn’t he hate you?

“Thanks for telling me.” He nodded, smiling at you once. The two of you decided to wait for them to come back to the room instead of chasing after them. Hamilton was the first to come in, and you saw relief in his eyes. That emotion quickly turned to annoyance, and he bothered you on his much chaos you caused. Laurens came after, a smile almost breaking his freckled cheeks. He touched you hand, squeezing it.

Mulligan came in last, desperation on his face. His eyes met yours, and he walked over to you quickly. You were surprised that he pulled you in his arms, hugging you tightly. You haven’t had the comfort of a hug in a while, so it was refreshing, you wrapping your arms around him. You heard someone clear their throat, and Mulligan let go, smiling down at you. “I’m glad you are safe.” He said, a small blush on his cheeks.

“Thank you. Thank you all for looking out for me. But I need to speak to Hamilton.” They all looked at Hamilton, and he had the most shocked look on his face. They waited for you to continue, and you looked at them expectantly. “Alone.” Lafayette and Laurens nodded, walking away. Mulligan stayed behind, refusing to move from his spot. “Herc…”

“Is this about the curse? Shouldn’t we all listen?” You rubbed your head. You were going to tell them, but you needed to speak to Alexander first. He was the one most involved in it.

“Yes, and I’ll tell you, but just give me a few minutes.”

“Y/N-“

“Go, Mulligan.” You replied sternly, and he was taken aback by your change of tone. He turned around and walked away, closing the door behind him. You turned to Hamilton, and his mouth was in a line, showing no emotions. He stood tall, his arms behind his back. His stance was very unwelcoming, but you could deal with it for now. You sat at a nearby table, gesturing for him to sit as well. He hesitated, but sat, saying nothing.

You began explaining the whole situation to him, and he was unpredictably calm, at least until you got to the part about how you needed to break the curse. He snickered, leaning back in the chair. “I do not even like you, how would I fall in love with you? The way of ridding of this curse makes no sense. There is no slither of hope.”

“I know, trust me, I know.” You did not want to argue with him, it was too exasperating. Instead, you touched his hand. He flinched, moving away quickly.

“Do not touch me.” He stated, and you nodded.

“Fine, Hamilton. I’m just stunned that you fear a woman’s touch.” 

He sneered, and before he could reply with a snide remark, you stood up, opening the door for the three musketeers to come in. “You can come in now.” The three of them walked through the door, nervous.

You told them the predicament as well, and they all nodded. Hercules was the most distraught though, you could see it written on his face. Since your impromptu visit here, you noticed that he rarely showed how he felt. But the veins swelling on his hands and the tightening of his jaw showed you that he did not like this one bit. “So, you and Hamilton are meant to be together, no matter what may happen?” You nodded, and Hamilton laughed behind you.

“I know, it’s quite preposterous. Can you imagine Y/N and I together? That will be the day.” You rolled your eyes at him, and Mulligan could not help but notice the interaction between the two of you.

You and Hamilton did not realize it yet, but there was no more tension in the room. Hamilton still disliked Y/N, but not as much as before. He could stand next to you without frowning in distaste. And you were smiling. Mulligan saw the potential when the two of your first met, and he could still see it now. He hoped that you would come to like him instead, but you told him you could not. And now he knew why.

“Mulligan? Are you ready to go?” Laurens asked, touching his friend’s shoulder. Mulligan nodded, giving him a tight smile.

He knew that he would get the short end of the stick. It always seemed to end that way.


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The Wolf Bit and Banners: Parallels between Jon/Aragorn and Sansa/Arwen

“I like the wolf bit” is probably one of my favorite moments of the show. It came in episode 5 of season 6 which gave us ‘Hold the Door’.  It is the episode in which Bran becomes the three-eyed raven and Jon becomes a Stark, beginning to define their roles for the war to come.

Maybe because of the moment’s simplicity. Sansa’s proud of what she made and nervous because she wants Jon to like it. Jon is in full 'I can’t talk to girls’ awkward form. The language is simple, 'like my new dress and I made you something to match’. The meaning is deep. She is giving him the sigil of House Stark, something he never believed he was entitled too. She is telling he is a Stark. It’s a point she will continue to hammer home to everyone, to herself, to him.

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