anonymous asked:

So Harry basically sang the soft songs off his album😢

i can’t really emphasize how much this is…. i just i really can’t articulate it. he wasn’t in much of a mood to celebrate, as he said. it wasn’t a night for dancing around and screaming to lyrics and getting hyped up. he’s heartbroken, and he’s hurting for his home and for the victims and for their families. that was a very respectful tribute, picking the softer songs and doing an acoustic set, while allowing a moment of silence for the victims. he still went on stage and performed for those fans because he knew that a lot of them traveled to see him and they paid money. and they paid money for charity, too. like, every dollar went to a local charity. that’s just - i’m really emotional because of the generosity in his heart and how kind and considerate he is. it couldn’t have been easy to get on that stage, but he did it. for charity, no less. for the fans. as a tribute to those lives lost and the families broken. with a lot of emphasis on putting love back into the world, for pleading with people just to love one another

I’m sorry for always disappearing when I don’t feel alright or when I’m sober. You don’t need to apologize, it’s my fault. Sometimes I wish that you were more than an online friendship, maybe in a perfect world you were closer and I didn’t have to keep posting these sad pieces to tell you that I feel miserable. I’m listening to this song and they’re saying, they feel colder than Dakota. My heart is everywhere, someone claims that they’re in love with me and I just don’t know if I’m all the way there. I’m just trying to be okay in a realm of empty. I don’t mean to be this sad. I don’t mean to disappear. I don’t mean to not check up. I don’t mean to only tell you that I love you as my apology for not maintaining our friendship. In a perfect world, I wouldn’t have to rely on drugs to cure a broken heart. In a better place with another me, I’d be smiling with no reasons to blame myself for where I am currently. She hugs me and tells me that if you don’t give love a chance, love will never happen. She tells me that it is possible to love someone without loving yourself and I don’t think it’s true at all. How can you love another if you don’t know who you are? I don’t want my heart to be pulled like magnets facing opposite ends. I guess I just have a hard time opening up. I guess I just have a hard time hearing when another person’s in love with me. It’s my fault for disappearing and I’m sorry. I guess lately, my apologies are all that I know.

To everyone out there keeping track of what’s happened and is happening in Manchester and Mawrawi:

Do not use this to justify Islamaphobia. The horrors committed were committed by terrorists who have bastardized Islam and are using it as an excuse to hurt and kill people.

These people are not true Muslims. They are terrorists. They don’t give a shit about God or people. They are sick and need to be stopped.

Don’t hurt Muslims because of this. They are victims of Daesh and other terror groups themselves.

We are all people no matter what our race or religion.

We must stand together and love one another and support one another. This is how we win.

My heart still goes out to Manchester and Marawi. May we be able to heal from this. And may Daesh and Maute be stopped.


Another Love

Pairing: Isaac x Fem!Reader

Requested: yes by anon❤️

A/N: Smut warning, 18+ please, a little bit angsty I guess ❤️

masterlist / coming soon

Originally posted by artisticlahey

Isaac’s words echoed in your ears, processing the information you’ve just received. Isaac, your best friend, who came back to Beacon Hills for his senior year has a girlfriend. It was strange, repeating the words in your head - it was something you never thought you would hear because you always thought, even though you and Isaac were best friends, there was something deeper between you. He gazed at you through his long eyelashes, his blue orbs filled with worry, waiting for a response. You knew your face dropped but you quickly recovered and forced a smile.

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anonymous asked:

And also I think, Harry's love for Louis made its impact too. louis is loved and supported too and we know Harry will fight for him in any given situation, will support and love him. Louis is who he is now because of his relationship with Harry too, they're the parts of whole and they fit each other so well.

absolutely, it’s mutual. we talk about harry because he himself said he was insecure and cried about people’s opinions when they said he was shit because of one wrong performance, but it absolutely worked for both of them, they grew into the beautiful men artists and performers they are now thanks to the support of their families, the fans AND mostly, their love. Another great thing a love like theirs can do. <3  

If you look closely, you can see how jared is really impressed about jensen hugging him, not because he doesnt hug him often (i bet they hug each other a lot) its because jensen doesnt show his feelings to people, he is more a private person when its about his feelings or showing his love to another person. He really wanted to hug jared, he needed to do that, after getting so emotional and cry after the panel he wanted Jared in his arms, he wanted to feel him, he wanted to feel safe and he finds safety in Jared. You can clearly see how affected jared is because of the hug, his face says it all. He closed his eyes when jensen hugged him, he was emotional. You can think whatever you want but if you are a reasonable person you cant deny these two men love each other so much. They would give their life for each other. They are soulmates.

Another Missing Scene from 2x22

“You usually do me the courtesy of knocking, Supergirl,” the youngest Luthor stares glassy-eyed, over the rim of her tumbler.

“You usually have a door.”

Lena shrugs noncommittally as the Girl of Steel picks over the carpet, strewn with chunks of concrete and exposed rebar. She nudges what looks like an arm, small and cracked, though intact up to the shoulder, no doubt the remnants of some statue shattered in pieces somewhere. The image sends a shiver up her spine as she toes it gently with her boot before crossing to stand before the woman of the hour.

“Shouldn’t you be celebrating? You’ve managed to save this city, this planet. Again.” Kara touches her fists to her hips, hoping the stalwart pose will drum up the courage and confidence she is lacking at the moment. Lena deserves a proper thank you, her own sadness, her own loss, can wait. “We’re grateful.”

“Why?” Kara almost staggers back at the chill in Lena’s voice. She watches as the woman tips the contents of the glass back, draining it in one burning gulp.

“Why? You saved everyone. You – you – defeated Rhea, you made it impossible for the Daxamites to conquer the Earth, to ever even think of coming back.” The blonde turns, her cape swinging slightly with the abrupt motion, and she crosses to the steel box, wired and whirring, still. “You took something terrible, something created for the sole purpose of killing me and my cousin, something born of hatred, and you used it to save the entire planet, Lena.”

The Luthor leans forward, picks up the carafe and pours another two fingers of whiskey into the waiting highball. Kara crosses and gently lifts the glass from Lena’s lithe fingers, setting it on the crowded desk before the woman can protest.

“Tell me, Supergirl,” the words have an unfamiliar bite and Kara almost flinches at their sting, “had it not been for me – had I not been so eager to trust Rhea, so hungry for her validation and support – would any of this have happened in the first place? I built the portal, I brought them here, I trusted the wrong person.”

“And you saved us all.”

“But at what cost?” Lena’s voice rings high, forced through a filter of anger and guilt. “People died at Daxamite hands. By allowing her to help, my mother might have earned back the cities trust, which has the potential to be far more dangerous than any of us realize,” the words are spilling, wet and toxic from the Luthor’s mouth, “and I have most likely ruined one of the most important relationships in my life to set things right. If Kara never speaks to me again, I wouldn’t blame her.”

“Lena,” in a flash of crimson and blue, Kara is sitting beside the Luthor heir, lightly holding her shoulder while the woman wrings herself out. “If anyone understands everything you’ve been through over the last few days, it’s Kara Danvers. How could you ever think she would be anything but proud?”

“Proud? Of what? I’ve ruined her relationship with Mike, Mon-El, that Daxamite boy.” Lena turns slightly into the Kryptonian, tangling her fingers in the loose edges of Kara’s cape. “He can’t survive here now and he can’t ever come back.”

“She’ll understand, Lena.” Kara’s heart is breaking, over and over, breaking for the love she’s lost to the stars and the one fighting so desperately against her own nature, condemning herself to solitude and guilt. The blonde, fighting back her own pain, sacrificing it for the greater good, shifts, drawing face to face with the Luthor heiress. “She knows you would never purposefully cause her pain, and she wouldn’t want you to blame yourself like this. Put your blame where it belongs: Rhea.

“She took advantage of you, of your drive, your brilliance, and your good heart. I know you, Lena Luthor; you saw only the potential for good in what she presented She gave you validation, yes, but you wanted to build that portal as a gift to humanity and Rhea corrupted that gift. She is responsible for its misuse, not you.”

Kara drags a slow thumb across the apple of Lena’s cheek, taking tears with it. The blonde allows her arm to settle around the Luthor’s shoulder and the Lena catches her wrist, pulling her closer. It feels intimate, familiar somehow, the two of them pressed together against a backdrop of loss and latent guilt, settling into one another.

“But Kara won’t, I mean… I’m the one who flooded the atmosphere with lead.”

“You managed to repurpose the diffusion device – which was absolutely brilliant, by the way,” the Kryptonian pulls back the curtain of Lena’s hair and tucks it behind one ear as she speaks, “but never forget, Lena, I was the one who pressed the button. I made that choice. I knew exactly what would happen, what it would mean to Kara, to trigger the device and I made the decision. You created something amazing and then trusted me with the choice to use it or not, I will never forget that. And Kara Danvers will forgive that.”

“I hope so,” Lena settles her head against the sway of the Kryptonian’s shoulder, still weaving the cape through her fingers. “I’m not sure I could survive another loss.”

“You won’t lose her, Lena. Trust me.” Sirens ring in the distance and Kara shifts slightly. “She didn’t send me up to that spaceship in the middle of a war on a whim. She loves you. Trust her to stay. She did promise, after all.”

The siren grows louder now, close enough that Lena has picked up it’s panicked cry.

“You can’t, though, other people need you far more than I do, of course.” The Luthor draws back pushing any lingering tears from her cheeks with hasty palms as Kara rises from the couch, “Supergirl? If you see Kara, tell her… tell her I’m sorry.”

“She knows, Lena.” Kara crosses to the blown out windows leading to the balcony and pauses a moment. “She knows. And she’s not going anywhere.”

And with that, Supergirl launches from the littered balcony, cape snapping in the updraft. She’s almost a mile away when the sound of Lena’s heartbeat finally starts to fade from her ears and she can’t be sure, but she swears she hears the ghost of an echo leaving the Luthor’s lips as she soars.

“Thank you, Kara.”

The Shout Out #13

How unlucky, it’s issue 13 of the Shout Out! On it, you can find a list of creators and bloggers new to our Directories, as well as brand new community leaders and cultural ambassadors!

A is for Artists!

Entering the artist category this week, we have:

W is for Writers (who are also artists)!

This week also saw @minamikorea join the Creator Directory in two categories! Their writing, as well as their art, can be found under the tag #minsart! Feel free to take a look!

A is also for Ask Blogs!

From their dorms to the Directory, @ask-the-allied-roomates has joined us this week! Be sure to head over and send an ask to this band of besties to find out what they’ve been up to!

M is for miscellaneous!

Like Hetalia? Like texts? Then you’re sure to love @crossoverhetaliatexts, which has the best of both worlds, and who happens to have to join our Creator Directory this week! Welcome!

100 is for 100% blogs!

Need your Hetalia condensed into one dedicated blog? Look no further than the two new 100% blogs on the Blog Directory, @aphswxden and @aphtemplar! Give them a follow!

L is for Leaders!

Renowned Estonia enthusiast @scarlettlillies has joined the Blog Directory as the the Leader for–you guessed it–APH Estonia fans! If you’re a fan of the mochi mogul too, head over and say hi!

If you’d like to be a Leader, check out how to apply here (mobile version)!

A is for Ambassadors as well!

Bringing our total to 67 Ambassadors from 38 countries, we have:

Australia: @rini-d
Austria: @kuro1492
Belgium and Croatia: @het-lelijke-eendje
Brazil: @aleistercrowleysbitch, @rena-reindeer
England: @insertgenericfangirlusername
France: @ask-aph-nyo-france
(Republic of) Ireland: @interdimensional-cats, @kimanda
Italy: @sugar-mountain 
Malaysia: @aph-ghoul, @askmalaysialah
Mexico: @waifu-in-the-house
New Zealand: @tammie-brown
Philippines: @excelsorum
Russia: @from-russia-with-mixed-feelings
South Korea: @minamikorea

If you’d like to be an Ambassador, check out how to apply here (mobile version)!

C is for Commissions!

Now it’s nearing summertime, the wonderful artist @alfredtalia is taking commissions! Check out this post if you want to get more information on what’s available and what it costs!

Birthday Reminder!

Don’t forget, Molossia’s non-canon birthday celebrations are on the 26th! Be as ready to party as he isn’t!

Have something you want us to promote? Contact us off-anon!

anonymous asked:

I am still bitter with how shit the writers treat Petra when it comes to love interests, like she can just be single and in the story bc of the twins and still doing stuff she doesn't need another love interest that is either gonna treat her like shit or end in shitty ways like let her breath jfc

I know! Like I get that it’s a telenovela but this is ridiculous. She always gets the short end of the stick and she can’t ever be happy. Why do the writers force her into a relationship when they could’ve had her be alone and HAPPY. Her character is interesting enough, she doesn’t need relationship drama to make her more complex.

We are as thick as thieves, and you’ve stolen my heart. It’s a secret though, one you’ll never know.
Because every time I look to you, you’re gazing at her.
You’re in love with her and it shows in your smile.
I’ll always love you and it shows in my pain, for it is painful to love you when you love another.
I am alone in my suffering that you cause me.

And you still have no idea.

You have no idea how much I love you.

You’ve stolen my heart, and the worse part is I let you.

—  calmmydemons

kyungkong  asked:

Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t means that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them ♡♡♡


UWU !!!!

aventaylor  asked:

So the scene I think really deserves a mention is when Feyre, Nesta and Elain are laying on the bed together, curled up after everything is over. As someone with sisters, this just HIT HOME. Cuddling with my sisters is second nature; it's comforting and soul-healing and it's how we love on one another. This made me so happy for these three b/c they haven't had a chance to have this kind of relationship.. and now they do. The character growth is so low key here and ugh sarah ya got me again 😫

Originally posted by milkaetc