memories from back then

lol not that anyone gives a shit and this is me just rambling, but personally my main annoyance with Yukio is I relate to the guy way to easily. And I see a lot of myself in him when i was that age…and i was a fucking idiot when i was 16.

him pushing people away and then turning around and saying he’s all alone really hits some spots at home for me. so like, i think he’s a great character and kato is amazing for showing a fairly realistic teenager compared to other shonen, but at the same time oh my god…it’s like i want to punch my teenage self in the face when he does stuff.

Perfectly imperfect - pt 4

I rolled over lazily to see a figure laid beside me, my vision was sleeping and my head was sore. I adjusted and saw it was Sam. My initial thought was confusion but then memories from the night before came flooding back like an over following dam, the pizza, the movies, the wine… the kiss. I replayed the night in my head not too sure wether he was just drunk or honest, he assured me at the time he wasn’t but I couldn’t just assume everything out of his mouth was true after 6 glasses of wine. I heard movement so I decided to roll back over and pretend I was sleeping, as the movement came to an end I felt two arms pull me into an embrace, it was warm and inviting but before I could fall back asleep I heard a panicked whisper.

“Oh god what happened last night.” He whispered to himself before trying to slowing move his arms from my body. I smiled and rolled over being greeted by a shocked sam.

“Good morning sammy!” I chirped and his face washed over with a look of relief. He smiled and ruffled his hair.

“Thank god it’s you! So uh… what happened?” He laughed raising an eyebrow, I blushed. I thought over about telling him what had happened, he patiently waited for my reply, chuckling at the situation we were in. I chose to tell him the truth as I was tired of hiding my feelings.

“Well last night we had wine and you told me how you felt about me. I asked you if you were joking and you kissed me…” I trailed off looking down at the floor. Sam’s cheeks went bright red, he stayed silent probably regretting everything he said. I frowned at his silence, I was kinda hoping for a better reaction. He cleared his throat and put his finger under my chin to lift my head up causing me to stare directly into his eyes.

“I don’t know what I said but I probably meant it cause I do like you… I think. What did you say when I told you cause I can’t remember?” He was flinching like I was about to hit him, did he not realised I liked him? I smiled and his expression softened at the positive reaction. I stayed quiet, repaying the feeling he gave me earlier.

“I don’t think I really replied but… I kissed you back because I do really like you too. I just thought maybe you didn’t like me in that way. I thought I was a drunken mistake” I don’t know why the thought of that hurt me so much but as if he could feel me hurt, he pulled me close to his chest and kissed my forehead, stroking my hair in comfort. I smiled into his warm chest, he made me feel so fuzzy.

“You weren’t a drunken mistake.” He mumbled into my hair. We lay there for a while, talking and going over last night. We made plans for tonight to go on a date, see how things go; like a test run almost. I was talking about what outfit I should wear when his phone went off. A message from his mum appeared on his phone. He read it and frowned. He looked into my eyes and I gave him a soft smile. He repeated the text out loud to me.

“Hiya Sam. Could you come round for your tea at 7, Tom’s coming over so we thought we’d get the whole family together. See you later love :) xxxx”

I smiled and told him it was ok, he didn’t have to give up a family meal for me. He zoned out for a moment, thinking. I watched over him taking in every freckle, ever line. A stray eyelash had fallen onto his cheek I brushed away and he laughed.

“Come with me?” I knitted me eyebrows together in confusion before realising what he meant. He looked so hopeful whereas my face was white from fear. Meeting his family sounded terrifying. He held my hands in his hoping for an answer, so I took a breath and nodded my head. He smiled wide and kissed me, this was our second kiss and it was 100 times better than the first, now he was sober. Our small make out session soon lead to something else but I’m not gonna go into details.

It was almost 7, I threw on my ankle boots and my black scarf over a maroon coloured, woolly jumper and some black jeans. I wanted to look my best for Sam’s family cause after all first impressions count. He wondered into my room and hugged me from behind placing a small kiss onto my neck. He scanned me up and down then twirled me round.

“Gorgeous as usual ” he whispered into my ear. I smiled as heat grew in my cheeks causing me to almost look the same colour as my jumper. Sam had just bought clothes to wear from the shop over the road and he always looked good wether he tried or not. We both realised it was time to leave and headed out the door. The autumn weather had started to turn into winter, I frowned at the lack of bright leaves on the evergrowing trees. Sam slipped his hand into mine and squeezed, I looked towards him and saw he was holding a conker. I took it out of his hand and smiled as I threw it at a tree and watched it smash into a thousand pieces. Sam burst out laughing and I did a little bow for my perfect performance, there was nothing more satisfying than cracking a Conker. We arrived at the front door and sam walked straight in, he was greeted by his mum and a dog. After hugging him she was then aware of another presence, she gave Sam an eyebrow raise and introduced herself to me and of course the dog, Tessa. We walked through the house and Sam’s mum walked into the kitchen.

“Sam’s here and he’s brought a friend so everyone this is y/n. Y/n this is dom, Sam’s dad. That’s paddy, Harry and Tom” I smiled and waved at each one, the boys giggled under there breath and nudged eachother. Tom smiled and pulled out a seat next to him to sit in. Sam sat on the other side and engaged in conversation with his dad, Dom. I sat playing with the ring on my finger, to say I was panicking was an under statement. I felt a hand on my leg and looked down but surprised as it wasn’t Sam’s. I worriedly look over to see Tom. He muttered a concerned
“Are you ok?” And I smiled with a small nod.

“You know we aren’t gonna Bite, a friend of Sam’s is always welcome here.” He whispered, This made me feel a lot better. He seemed like a nice boy and the rest of the family seemed very welcoming too.

“Thank you, I know just first impressions count and all that” I rolled my eyes and tom attempted not to laugh. He nodded his head and smiled. He removed his hand and sat up straight, helping paddy with a game on his phone. Sam’s hand rested on mine and he Gave a light squeez whilst continuing to talk to his father. Sam’s mum walked through with plates and started serving everyone at the table, once everyone got we started eating and it was delicious. A chorus of compliments sang to the chef herself and she thanked everyone for their kinds words. While eating dinner she looked over to me and smiled.

“Is it ok y/n?” She just wanted me to feel welcome and join in on conversation. I swallowed the remaining food in my mouth and nodded lightly while wiping my mouth on some paper towels.

“It’s amazing, you really know how to cook” I looked around to see everyone “mmm” in agreement. She looked over to sam, placed a hand on his and nodded then mouthed a thank you to me. Sam immediately put his arm round me in a proud manner, the boys whispered on the otherside. Once finished I picked up some plates and brought them through to the kitchen for sam’s mum. She was delighted to see my help and thanked me for the second time night. We discussed what was going on with me and sam while washing dishes, obviously leaving out the wine part. Once finished she wiped her hands and proceeded to put them away.

“It’s nice to have a girl helping around the house” she winked, my heart aw’d at this comment as I didn’t have the best relationship with my mother. I picked up some plates and began to stack them.

“Well I’m here when you need me” I walked out the kitchen and into the sitting room to see paddy playing with lego. I sat down and we both thought it would be cool to build a rocket. He was ecstatic while building, I got right into it helping him stack the blocks real high. A voice coughed which scared me half to death. Tom stood in the door way chuckling at my reaction. I rolled my eyes and continued building the rocket with paddy. Tom joined in and soon enough it was complete. Paddy jumped around in excitement and I threw my hands up. Tom shook his head at the 2 children before his eyes.

“Seems like you’ve made a good impression on mum and paddy” he pointed out. I couldn’t be more relieved to hear him say that. I nodded my head and raised my hand to high five paddy.

“Well you know what they say, first impressions count” I mocked myself using air quotes with my fingers. Tom rolled his eyes and I hit his shoulder. Sam came in and informed me it was time to leave. I grabbed my coat scarf and hugged everyone goodbye.

“Comeback soon” Sam’s mum shouted from the door, I stuck my thumb up and gave one last wave. As sam walked me home I told him about helping his mum and befriending paddy. He listened and did an occasional smile. He walked me to my flat and we went out separate ways.


What a day…


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bringing this back bc everyone deserves to see will roland sing this song (which is a very jared song if u ask me)

A Choice With No Regrets: Part 2

*two weeks after the events of Halloween*

Remus: *winces as Harry lets out another ear-splitting scream* 

Remus: Don’t bounce him so much! 

Sirius: I think he likes it. 

Remus: He doesn’t like it. 

Remus: *sighs as Harry wails louder* I told you. 

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Karasuno in an International Tournament™

idk if this has been done before but CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING

• kageyama lowkey trying to figure out other countries hand signals & plays

• the absolute fuckery that is an american volleyball tournament

• tanaka and noya are definitely the most popular people there,, their loud personalities fit in perfectly with the north american players, who are essentially just screaming the whole time

• shitty english met with even shittier japanese

• practice matches with other countries two days before the actual tournament starts, & being put on “teams” with players from other countries

• “what the fuck is a toss, you’re a setter, you SET the ball” suga is personally offended by that statement

• girls and boys playing on courts right next to eachother?? booty for everyone

• where are the other countries managers?¿

• staying in a hotel would be an absolute mess

• ukai trying to prevent the team from over eating at the continental breakfast

• 2am runs to the 7/11 across the street with other teams

• yamaguchi meets his new love, cheeseballs

• tsukishima passively bragging to bokuto & kuroo about the tournament

• daichi giving up on keeping the team in check, and eventually joins in on their shenanigans

• taking a fat L against germany,,, why are they all so tall

• hinata getting teary eyed the last day of the tournament

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(i really needed to share this, sorry about the format)

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This is a video I keep in my phone and listen to it once in a while when I’m down. 

It’s one hell of a gifset, but I just don’t want to cut anything he said because every word shows his precious growing mindset. Everyone has weakness and difficult times, but it is so important that one can be critical of oneself even if others are lenient, be conscious of their ability and goal, be realistic but also optimistic about the future, and have a fire to keep going despite hardship. Each of those characteristics is good enough, but it’s such an amazing thing to find this all in one person, and condensed in just a few sentences in this interview.

Beside his lovely performances, this is the reason why I admire this person so much. And because life is so hard for me recently, let me just translate this and gain some strength from it now then.

Then suddenly, you met someone who told you the same story. Who told you about the same path you’ve walked through. And this time, you truly listened. You looked at them in the eyes while all the memories started coming back from the past. Suddenly you were like listening to an old song. You were like seeing an old scene you thought you have already forgotten. You were like in the darkness again. A darkness that was surrounded by voices you thought will never exist again. You were like watching an old movie. The one you don’t want to witness anymore. You’re hearing the same story from a different person. This time, the tears and sobs were not coming from you. It’s from someone you haven’t known when the same story happened to you. It was the same, yes, but still different. Because this time, you already understand. This time, you knew why it has to happen that way. This time, you were different. Because you already learned the lessons behind that story. And it’s time for you to try telling that someone how you overcome passing along that obstacle you thought you can never get through.
—  ma.c.a // Make them know, how brave you are

These two have literally been glued to eachother in the 2016 Memories.. not that i’m complaining or anything 😏😏

Lockers - Peter Parker

request -  hey, welcome to tumblr ! great username XD i was wondering if you could do a scenario where the reader was in the elevator then as spiderman pulls her up, she recognizes his voice then the next day, she confronts peter in at school, in an empty classroom and says she knows who he is and then hugs him out of nowhere and so much fluff ugh. thank you and i wish you the best with the blog !

a/n - i went through many different plots/settings with this fic so it took a while but, writing this was really fun. it sort of become rly super duper long so i apologize for that LOL and hopefully the fluff isn’t a flop like me but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you’d like and follow!

The elevator began to shake even more, dropping one more time before I felt as if our fate was waiting for us down at the bottom floor. The broken glass made it hard to stand up, but what was even worse was that I was the only one left in the doomed elevator.

“Grab onto my hand!” The officer shouted at me, extending his arm to be the best way he could. I tried to desperately to reach it, but I couldn’t. The mix of adrenaline and fear had struck my body to the max.

“Sir, I-I can’t.” I cried, my heart breaking even more. Just then, the elevator went down another foot, and I felt my back press up against the tarnished wall. All I could hear was the harsh beat of my heart and the yells for help from the people up top.

“(Y/N) please! Try again!” I heard Liz yell from above. The situation had become to surreal to me that I almost became numb to it, with what could happen in a matter of seconds not scaring me as much as it should be.

Before I could register anything else, the sound of glass breaking snapped me back into reality. But surprisingly, it wasn’t from the elevator.

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Anyways I just wanna bring up that they were talking about Cheryl and Liam on Graham Norton and Graham was saying that “we have a clip of the first time you met” which was Liam’s very first XFactor audition when he was FOURTEEN (and she was 24!!!) and Liam pretty much said “she doesn’t like talking about that” which means that she’s aware of how creepy it is and she doesn’t want people remembering that she had a whole adult/child relationship with Liam wherein she mentored him but knew he was a kid and she treated him as a kid. And to have a perception of someone like that for like eight or nine years, to still think of them as someone 10 years (!!!) younger than you and to have a ‘they’re a child’ mentality of them right until they become of age/legal, is pretty much the definition of predatory behavior to me. I don’t know how she can look at Liam and not see the 14-year-old she mentored when she was then pretty much how old he is now. Any memories they look back on from him on the XFactor early on can’t and shouldn’t be labeled as 'cute’ or 'romantic’ because Liam was a CHILD. And she knows this, since she doesn’t want people talking about them at that stage, but she still agreed to this relationship when she also knew it wasn’t okay. And that’s my issue with their relationship.