never saw anything like this

oh. is there a word for what it feels like, watching someone you loved dearly, even if only as a friend, watching them just… go. like not pack their bags, not leave in a huff, just slowly drift off with their more exciting people, forgetting to speak to you, forgetting your birthday, forgetting they said they loved you too. is there a word for the way the beetles come live in your bones during that. how you feel stuck, stuck like the universe is expanding just to get away from you, like this massively important person never saw anything important in you


happy birthday to our min yoongi ♥

Artist Alley Gothic

(co-authored by @kytri and @spazzbot)

- You’re not sure what time it is. There are no windows. It is both noon and midnight. Time does not exist.

- The florescent lights do not change. They are eternal, they blaze upon you like stars. You saw the sun once, though you don’t really remember.

- There is food somewhere. The table next to you has food. It’s chicken nuggets and fries. You go to get food. It’s nuggets and fries. It's​ the only food for miles. You’ve never eaten anything else. You are so hungry.

- You saw a print you liked. You go to find it, but you can’t. There are so many tables, so many prints. The table is gone, the artist is nowhere to be seen. Maybe they were never there.

- You try to find table F6. You’ve been through the alley ten times. You’ve seen the same prints and plushies over and over. Table F6 is nowhere. You are growing old.

- There is a sound echoing from somewhere. It is loud and shakes the floor. You cannot find the source.

- You have no cell signal. You stand on the chair, but get nothing. The outside world ceases to exist. Your face is on a milk carton somewhere.

people that have never seen one direction live and know nothing about them: wow that harry styles! his songs is clearly better now! and his stage prescence! what a level up! we never saw anything like this in one direction!

actual one direction fans: wow so nice to see harry is still the same :’)

Watering The Plants

Lance was running out of pills and time.
With every pill he came closer and closer to the moment when he would run out and it would happen again.
He couldn’t remember the first time it happened, but he could remember the last. He had woken up in a hospital bed in the Garrison with Hunk sobbing at his bed side asking him why he never told him.
Why Lance never told anyone he was schizophrenic.
Ever morning in the castle he would take a pill and every morning Hunk would ask him how many left.
Lance would always smile and answer with “loads” just so that his best friend wouldn’t worry. However he only had one left. And that one he managed to lose down the drain of his sink.
He had no pills…
Now he just had to wait for the inevitable.
Allura decided for the days bonding exercise that the Paladins were to do yard work in the large green house filled with various alien plants.
She said the idea was to show the team that something beautiful could come from their hard work.
Most of the Paladins except the leader figured she just wanted a nice place to take Shiro on a date to within the castle.
So they began to work and everyone hated it.
Pidge practically hissed at any form of nature and was just given a squirt bottle and told to try not to have a mental breakdown.
Hunk spent more time picking various alien fruit and vegetables then doing any actual gardening.
Shiro trying to lead by example followed the list of chores created by Corran to help them, but it was clear that he hated every second of it and wished death upon the plants after only an hour.
Keith did actually try, but after getting a little too scissor happy when trimming a hedge and nearly taking Pidge’s head off, everyone decided it would be a good idea if he were to just work on flower arrangement.
Lance however couldn’t be happier. He was humming the entire time he worked, offering to help anyone that needed it. Hunk assumed that the working in a garden reminded Lance of earth so didn’t think anything was wrong when Lance got a far off look about him and mumbled something about going to water the flowers.
However after ten minutes and no Lance, Keith went looking for him annoyed that it seemed the blue paladin had ditched them.
Keith found Lance standing in front of a table filled with various flowers.
The first thing that caught his attention was the lack of a watering can. All that was there was a old rusty trowel tossed to the side glimmering with fresh blood.
Keith did a double take. Yep that was blood alright.
He stepped closer to ask Lance what had happened when he saw exactly what Lance was doing.
“Lance… Oh my God…”
Lance was standing with his wrist cut open in a jagged line bleeding onto one of the flowers. He seemed to be muttering to himself and completely unaware of what was going on around him.
“Hey Keith can you and Lance help me- holy Quiznark!”
Unlike Keith, Hunk didn’t freeze. He pulled off his shirt and used it to tightly wrap Lance’s wrist applying pressure to the wound to try and stop the bleeding.
“Buddy you with me?” Hunk asked gently pushing Lance onto an upturned bucket so he could sit down.
Lance blinked blearily, it was clear he wasn’t quite all there at the moment. “Hunk?” He asked a large smile stretching across his face.
“Yeah bud its me. I’m here.” Hunks voice was filled with so much false cheer that Keith cringed. “Do you want to tell me what you were doing?”
Lance pointed at the group of bloody flowers. “They needed water but I didn’t have any, but then someone said that humans are filled with water. So I opened myself up and watered the flowers like I was meant to.” He beamed sounding too heart breakingly proud of himself.
“Yeah bud you did a good job with the flowers, but can you do me a favour?”
Lance’s expression turned serious “don’t worry Leo’s not here.”
This caused Hunk to sigh with relief “good that’s good. But no I want to you to listen to my voice ok. Ignore everything else you see and hear and only listen to me.”
Lance nodded his eyes drooping slightly and his skin had gone a sickly pale grey from the blood loss.
“Good, I’m going to ask Keith to call Shiro then we’re gonna put you In a healing pod to fix up you wrist, then when you get out we’re gonna have dinner and no one will be mad at you ok.”
Hunk continued to talk as Keith getting the hint ran to get Shiro.
They returned to find Lance with his head resting on Hunks lap as Hunk spoke softly to him describing the trees, the flowers, even the stars visible through the glass ceiling.
Shiro took one look at the near unconscious Lance and scooped the boy up, running him to the infirmary without so much as a single word asking for an explanation.
Lance had been in the healing pod for almost an hour when the other Paladins along with Allura and Corran demanded an explanation.
“Lance has schizophrenia.”
Hunk paused as his team let out an audible gasp, Pidge putting their hands over their mouth feeling a sharp stab of guilt for never realising despite all the time they spent together back at the Garrison.
“I do not understand what this is…” Allura admitted.
“It’s a mental illness that causes people to erm hallucinate and sometimes not know what’s real or not.” Shiro supplied as best he could.
“Oh…” was all the princess could say glancing at the blue paladin in the healing pod.
“Lance can control it with meds but…” Hunk trailed off looking at the floor.
Allura didn’t need him to answer. Before she dragged them into this war and light years away from home.
“Who’s Leo?” Keith asked remembering the conversation he had over heard.
Hunk looked a uncomfortable “Leo’s one of Lance’s hallucinations, he’s usually the one that tells him to hurt people or more commonly himself… didn’t you ever wonder why you never see his arms?”
Keith paled. He had always assumed that Lance was just some egotistical guy from a big family. He had stupidly assumed that just because he never saw anything wrong that Lance must be fine. Keith felt like an idiot.
They all did.
However they were pulled out of their guilt filled thoughts by a hiss from the healing pod and Lance tumbling out into Hunks arms.
He looked up at everyone taking in their concerned looks and groaned. “So you guys know then?”
“How couldn’t you tell us something so important!” Pidge snapped tears in their eyes.
“They have a point Lance. What if this had happened during a mission.” Shiro crossed his arms looking down at the boy disappointedly.
“I…I…” Lance stammered his grip on Hunk tightening.
“Ok guys that’s enough.” Hunk said in a way that told the others it wasn’t a request and doing anything else to upset Lance would result in some serious consequences.
“Hunk is right, now is not the time to be asking such questions. Now is the time for solutions.” Corran fished a orange plastic bottle from his pocket. “I hope you don’t mind but I retrieved this from your room and believe I may be able to recreate the medication.”
Lance looked like he was going to cry and buried his face into Hunks shoulder mumbling something.
Hunk chucked looking down at him with a soft smile. “I think that’s a thank you.”
Lance nodded before looking up at Hunks whispering something the others couldn’t hear but caused Hunks to start laughing.
“Yeah bud, we can have dinner now.”

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Originally posted by that-thing-that-feeling

Anonymous Requested: Hey can I request something for stranger things where the Reader is Will, Mike, Dustin, Lucas’s kick-ass babysitter and Jonathan has a mad crush on her but keeps denying it so the boys intervene and try to set him up with her. Maybe really fluffy ending? (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

Pairing: Jonathan x Reader

Warnings: none.

“Okay, so what’s the plan?”

“I don’t even see why we have to do this. We should just let them figure it out on their own.”

“Because Lucas, Jonathan will never say anything. You saw how long it took him to admit he liked being her friend.”

“Dustin’s right, Lucas. Jonathan won’t say anything.”

“Which is why we need to do something. Will, Jonathan will come to pick you up right?”


“Then when he comes to pick you up, we will all run up my stairs and shut the door on them. We won’t open it until they admit their feelings.”

“That sounds like a terrible plan, Mike.”

“Whatever Lucas. It’s whats happening.”


“So there we go, that’s what we’re gonna do.”

“Great, this is perfect!”

“This is dumb.”


“Okay- Okay, i’m in.”


“What the- Mike!” 

Banging on the door, you tried to get the four idiots you were babysitting to open the door they’d suddenly closed on you. You tried to ignore the presence of a certain person behind you as you smacked your fists against the door. “I swear to God, the next time I babysit anyone of you i’ll make it hell.” 

Despite your rather dangerous threat and the fact that the four kids knew what you said was true, they didn’t get off the door. You sighed in frustration, shaking your head as you turned around to the other end of the stairs. Just as you did though, you found the exact person you’d been locked int he room with and tried to ignore the way you felt your heart beat spike.

Jonathan gazed up at you from the bottom of the stairs, rubbing the back of his neck and shook his head. To try and lessen the awkward silence, you let out a small giggle; “those kids…” You laughed, walking down the stairs to meet him at the bottom.


You bit your lip, mentally cursing Jonathan for not giving you more to work off of. In the back of your mind, you knew what the kids were planning. You weren’t stupid- and you knew they thought they were helping and in all honesty, you appreciated it. But as you stared the face of Jonathan and his distant look, you knew the words you so desperately wanted to slip from his lips would never happen. Jonathan just didn’t think of you that way, no matter how hard Mike, Dustin, Lucas and damn- even Will tried to convince you.

Jonathan would probably… probably like someone like Nancy.

“So what do you think they’re planning know?” You asked with a light smile, glancing up at the boy before you.

He shrugged; “not sure. They seem to have a mind of their own.”

You laughed in response. After about two years of being their babysitter, you’re pretty sure you knew that. Though it hadn’t originally begun like that; at first you were just Nancy’s friend who came to the Wheeler’s house a lot. And then high school started and you were in need of some money, Mrs. Wheeler had tossed out the idea of babysitting Mike and somehow it just became that anytime the kids needed someone to watch them or just wanted you there, you watched over them.

You loved each and everyone one of those boys as if they were your younger brothers. You didn’t so much mind the job.

“Yeah.” You smirked at that, gazing up at the door with a mischievous look and took a daring step towards Jonathan. You missed the way his body tensed and his eyes flew to your own form. “You know, I bet they’re all pressed up against the door now, listening. Though I have no idea wh-” You were cut off when you felt Jonathan grab you by your waist and close the small distance between the two of you.

You gasped in surprise and turned towards him, but before you could say anything you felt his lips press against your own.

The moment was sweet, for a second, before you heard; “I don’t hear anything.”

“Shut up, Dustin!”


“Do you think they’re kissing?”

“Ooooooh, I bet they are.”

“All pressed up against each other- making out.”

“Gross dude, that’s my brother.”

You pulled away from Jonathan with a laugh, your hand falling to your own lips as a blush spread across your cheeks. Leaving your hands on his shoulders, you gazed over at the boy with embarrassment. He laughed himself and you let a bright smile slip over your lips. “I think I know why they locked us down here.”

Jonathan nodded; “yeah. I haven’t heard the end of it from Will, telling me how i just needed to ask you out before it was too late.”

That shocked you; “you’ve liked me… for a while?”

“Ever since you started babysitting Will.” He admitted.

Your eyes widened, that was a year ago. Biting your lip to hide your embarrassment, you slapped him lightly on the arm; “well you should’ve said something a long time ago. The feeling was mutual.”

Jonathan only laughed, shaking his head and for a moment you forgot about the four boys pressed up against the basement door; desperate to know what was happening. 

“Mike! What the hell are you doing?”

But it never did last long.

13 Going on 30 (Part 3)

Summary: When your 13th birthday party goes awry, and you make a life changing wish - you wake up to discover you’ve flash forwarded 17 years ahead. 

Word Count: 1,719.

A/N: This part was super fun to write! Hope you enjoy, and feedback would be greatly appreciated. (also can we take a moment to appreciate this beautiful gif)

@spidweeb - you’re a gem, and thank you so much for always being a great help.

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Cats are amazing

Funny moment from today: seeing a cat walk up to the exam door, look at it in frustration, then abruptly fall over into a perfect somersault and walk away. Never saw anything like it.

I stared at him in surprise. “Goodness, sir, what was that?”

The owner matter-of-factly replied, “Oh, that’s a protest-tumble. He does that whenever he’s annoyed.”

I told her I was going to take it up myself, it looked like fun!


“Well, I can say that we are definitely closer than we were back then. And I think a lot of that is due to, you know, time, and growing up a bit more and, um, appreciation for the experience that we had. And um, the connection that we have. We have a connection not just in the fact that we experienced that together, but we have, as two human beings, we have a connection and a camaraderie and a dynamic between the two of us that is also unique to me than in any other relationship that I have in my life. You know, there’s an intimacy there that is, um, it only exists there, in that particular way.” — Gillian Anderson

But now, I think really, it’s like …all that’s just evaporated. I think as you get older, I think if you’re lucky if you’re maturing the stuff that used to bother you, the little things, kinda of evaporate and all that’s left is the heart, and that’s all we have left is just total appreciation of one another. So, I don’t know if that makes us like an old married couple, a successful old married couple maybe, I don’t know.” — David Duchovny

“You could just see it in their faces, how much they truly did love each other. And that wasn’t just Dana and Fox, that was David and Gillian. They truly, truly loved each other. Oh, I never saw anything like it. I’ve been in this business all my life, literally. And I think David and Gillian’s relationship, Scully and Mulder, are one of the greatest male/female in TV history.” - Kim Manners

Top 15 Gillovny Quotes

15. “I’d say, ‘why don’t we just have sex? Let’s get it on with right here on the table of this coffee shop!’ He better fucking say ‘yes’!” - Gillian Anderson

14. “I’m here and I heart Scully.” - David Duchovny
“And I heart Mulder all the way from Belfast.” - Gillian Anderson

13. “Nate’s…Nate’s the single guy.” - David Duchovny

12. “There’s an attraction. Maybe more than an attraction, but it’s not going to happen.” - Gillian Anderson

11. We’ve known each other for more than 21 years. We are best friends. And always will be.” - Gillian Anderson

10. “Gillian has beautiful eyes. Her eyes anchor me to the scene. They’re big and they’re blue and they’re wet.” - David Duchovny

9. “I think as you get older, I think if you’re lucky, if you’re maturing, the stuff that used to bother you, the little things, kind of evaporate and all that’s left is the heart. And that’s all we have left is just total appreciation of one another.” - David Duchovny

8. “Lying in bed in Jodhpur watching live NYCC panel. Miss you guys. Especially one of you.” - Gillian Anderson

7. “We see each other on rare and pleasant occasions and it’s nice. It’s a great relationship and I’m very fond of it and him.” - Gillian Anderson

6. “It’s magical and difficult, wondrous and painful, frustrating and joyous, as any intense , intimate relationship is.” - Gillian Anderson

5. It’s a little as if we have secrets between us. Everything is conveyed by communication beyond words. Perhaps, after all, you could interpret that as love.” - David Duchovny

4. “We embraced and I just burst into tears. We held our embrace for a really long time and I think it was just flooding over us, the importance of this agreement that we’ve had to be in each other’s lives in a very powerful way.” - Gillian Anderson

3. “We have a connection, not just in the fact that we experienced that together, but we have, as two human beings, we have a connection and a camaraderie and a dynamic between the two of us that is also unique to me than any other relationship that I have in my life. There’s an intimacy there, that only exists there, in that particular way.” - Gillian Anderson

2. “David and Gillian stood in that room together alone, and held each other for a good five minutes. They didn’t talk, they didn’t move, they just held each other. Tears running down their faces.” - Kim Manners

1. “You could just see it in their faces, how much they truly did love each other. And that wasn’t just Dana and Fox, that was David and Gillian. They truly, truly loved each other. Oh, I never saw anything like it. I’ve been in this business all my life, literally. And I think David and Gillian’s relationship, Scully and Mulder, are one of the greatest male/female in TV history.” - Kim Manners

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Prince Held Me Hostage

I thought about how annoyed I was with Prince today.  I saw him in 2011 and for the first 25 minutes of his show, everyone cried.  Like, thousands of women just were bawling.  No one sang his songs, no one danced, everyone just cried like infants.  I never saw anything like it.  And he played for about 2 hours, hitting every major hit in his catalogue before being lowered down into the stage, disappearing.  What a show!  But 2 minutes later, he was back, in pink fuzzy boots (a new ouftit, I believe number 12 now, as he changed every few songs) and did an encore.  He played maybe 10 minutes, was lowered on the little platform under the stage, and gone again.  Man, THAT was a show!  Nope.  10 minutes later…encore again.  It was about midnight now and I was a little tired, but hey, it was Prince.  He played again, demanding our energy, we weren’t allowed to sit down…and confetti rained from the ceiling and he said good night and was lowered into the stage.   Good night!  No.  He came BACK up, “Oh ya’ll thought I was done?  Hell naw sit your asses down we ain’t done yet!”  Prince was now in an all white get up with glittery pants and then the sounds of sobbing returned from the thousands of fans.  He once again played for about 10-15 minutes and, once again, lowered down.  More confetti, the lights came on, and he was done.  It dawned on me that he didn’t play Purple Rain though, and I grew scared he was coming back.  It was like 2am and I had to get going.  Just as I realized he didn’t play the song…“He didn’t play Purple Rain!” people were saying. “I can’t believe he didn’t play Purple Rai–” AND THE LIGHTS WENT OUT. PRINCE CAME BACK.  DAMN YOU PRINCE I HAVE WORK TOMORROW.  The man came back up, a new outfit, and by now I was cracking up at the ridiculousness.  We were held hostage by Prince.  He wasn’t done.  He STILL HAD SONGS.  I was exhausted.  He played Purple Rain and the lights went on, confetti came, and I’ll be damned if the entire crowd didn’t wait around 30 minutes AFTER the last song to make sure he wasn’t coming back.  That, my friends, is an entertainer.

“fear makes people do terrible things”, remus said.

he remembered the tale of the boy who was so small and so lost and never saw anything like hogwarts and felt like he could never fit in

he remembered the tale of the boy who walked close to the walls because he didnt want the bullies to see him

he remembered the tale of the boy who couldnt believe that potter and black could even look at him because he was the opposite of them

he remembered the tale of the boy who took every sign of kindness as pity

he remembered the tale of the boy who smiled when he wanted to yell because surely if he told his friends he didnt like them mocking him they would leave him

he remembered the tale of the boy who had a kind soul and knew how to put the passion of his friends into concrete actions

he remembered the tale of the boy who was too quiet for his own good and that no one but his best friends really knew

he remembered the tale of the boy who everyone assumed was silly and useless and only had friends because they pityied him

he remembered the tale of the boy who never knew how to stand up for himself

he remembered the tale of the boy who adored his friends so much he thought they were perfect, so busy seeing their good sides he forgot to see his own

he remembered the tale of the boy who felt alone and yet was scared to ask for attention

he remembered the tale of the boy who got caught up in something bigger than him that he didnt even understand, because his friends asked him too

he remembered the tale of the boy who saw all of these friends shattering in pieces because of the war

he remembered the tale of the boy who was offered safety in a world of uncertitudes

he remembered the tale of the boy who was just so scared

he remembered the tale of the boy who just wanted to live

he remembered the tale of the boy that everyone forgot

he remembered the tale of peter pettigtrew

Chalkboards and Kisses

Originally posted by garisanee

Pairing): Reader X Hyunwoo

Genre: fluff, romance

Warning(s): tooth rotting fluff tbh, teacher!au, kid!changkyun

Length: 3.4k

Summary: In which everyone thinks Hyunwoo is a bad boy but really, he’s too soft for this world.

“Let’s not forget that math can be fun!” You practically sing, hands clasped in front of you as you smile enthusiastically at the group of five year olds sitting in front of you. They look back you, unimpressed and bored, mouths open and eyes glazed over.

It’s times like these that you have to remind yourself that you love your job.

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Thawing a Frozen Heart (Carlos De Vil)

Prompt: having a panic attack and he finds her and stays with her as long as she needs him? 

14. “I’ve got you. Breathe, okay? I’ve got you.” &17. “Hold me. Just for a bit, okay? I just… I need someone to hold me.”

Carlos De Vil x Anna’s Daughter who inherited Elsa’s power

Originally posted by arianagrenades

               Rushing down the hallway, the walls freezing around you, you were losing your mind. Audrey had begun to make fun of you in the middle of the courtyard while she and Chad cackled at your emotional and broken state. “What’s wrong? Are you going to throw a snowball at me?” Audrey asked with a laugh, nudging Chad.

“Yeah Y/N, I feel like you don’t even have powers, you just tell everyone you do,” Chad pushed you backwards as Mal and Carlos were headed over to stop them.

That’s when you lost it. You screamed causing a wall of ice to form in-between you and your perpetrators.                

Being the future queen of Arendelle and inheriting your Aunt’s powers was a difficult weight that you held on your shoulders. Chad constantly made fun of you for your ‘frost exterior’ and your ‘cold behavior,’ jokes that he hoped would bring you to your ‘melting point.’ You’d had enough. You rushed away, past Carlos and Mal who tried to stop you. A cold chill fell over the courtyard as the wall burst open.

You were headed to your room in the lower part of the castle, the cold stone walls a comfort. Ben had promised that the walls and the furniture held a spell from Fairy Godmother that kept everything from freezing at your outbursts.

You were so focused on trying to breath that you hadn’t heard the door open. Carlos’ face appeared in your vision and you suddenly realized in your daze that you had started to have a panic attack in the corner of your room. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tightly to him, tucking your head into his shoulder. The material of his hoodie was soft and comfortable.

You tried to pull away, afraid that you would hurt him but he refused to let go. “I’ve got you. Breathe, okay? I’ve got you. Mal made me a potion so that you can’t hurt me, breathe.” You tried to slow your breathing while you listened to his heartbeat, your arms slowly wrapping around his torso. He pressed kisses to your temple, to your neck.

He was smoothing your hair out when you took a deep breath and blew it out. “I never saw anything like that ice wall in my life,” Carlos mumbled and pressed another kiss to your cheek. “It was pretty cool,” he whispered and it brought a smile to your face.

“Thank you,” you whispered, he shifted you so that your legs were draped over his.

“Do you want to go and get some dinner?”

“Hold me? Just for a bit, okay? I just… I need someone to hold me. I need you,” you whispered, still afraid to go out and face everyone. He glanced down at your rosy cheeks and nodded, standing up with you in his arms and moving over to your bed. Your comforter was the perfect temperature and also you slid in next to him and curled up on his sweatshirt clad chest, you fell asleep; perfectly content with staying in bed with him forever.

i read the tags under my hanzo+healers post and i have to say

yes, if any player, not just a sniper, is out of your reach or is too far away from the point/payload, don’t bother that much. these people should be smart enough to understand that it’s up to them to take care of themselves in situations like this and they should see the risks of getting into fights on their own. i totally understand the anxiety you can feel when you see someone with critical health and you can’t help them, but if they really want your help, they will know what to do. when i play hanzo and i’m somewhere out of my healer’s reach, i either go to the nearest healthpack or go to the healer for heals. when i play and i have to get closer to the enemy since their weapons have short range, i get it that my healer most likely can’t follow me into this fight because they risk their own life and lives of the rest of our teammates, if they die, they won’t be able to heal them. so i attack, then return to safety and my healer. if these people start spamming i need healing, thinking that you have to and you can heal them from across the map/behind the walls/when you can’t even see them and they’re not cooperating with you in any way, fuck them, honestly. they definitely shouldn’t blame the healer if they die. 

i was talking specifically about those situations when your healer is just straight up ignoring you. like when my healer and i are both on the objective/payload and we’re standing meter away from each other, facing each other, i have 2 hp left and they don’t even react, even after i say that i need healing. i am that person that never says i need healing, i want to trust my healers that they know what they’re doing and if they’re prioritizing someone else at the moment or someone’s in trouble and they’re helping them out and i still have 100 hp left, it’s fine, i can wait. i have allied health bars on all the time, i can see if someone need heals more than me. but when i’m extremely low on health and i’m about to die and my healer just keeps healing zarya on full health??? when we’re playing on escort maps, you can be sure that i will stay glued to the payload most of the time and i’m not a problem to heal at all. and i’m still getting ignored for some reason. this does happen with me when i play hanzo more often than any other hero. because, you know, haha stupid hanzo can’t shoot anything never stays on the payload hanzo switch why did you pick him fuck you we just lost because of you. 

and i just know i’d be able to do so much better if only my healers actually cared about me or my teammates, too, because when i see someone else being ignored, i feel just as bad. mostly i panic if i know that i can’t rely on my healer and running around with low health stresses me out a lot. what good i am if i can’t finish an enemy off because i had 20 hp left and any hit, even the most weak and the least accurate or completely accidental will kill me. when i played mercy regularly and i saw my teammates, including hanzos, being attacked by someone, i always healed them until they killed that enemy. and that worked, it may take them a few second, but don’t lose hope in them, they can do it if you watch over them. now i feel the same, but in reverse, i see that i’m getting healed and i don’t have to worry about getting attacked that much so i can concentrate on my own shots. it’s so frustrating, doing well but not being able to keep it up because you never get heals and then you die. 

Through the branches of the weeping willows that hung down over the river, flowing like green curtains, Ciri saw a palace. She had never seen anything like it. As if it were not made of marble and alabaster, but of white lace – so delicate and light that it seemed ethereal, as if they were not buildings, but the ghosts of buildings. Ciri expected that at any moment the wind would blow and the palaces would disappear along with the rising river mist. But when the wind blew, the mist disappeared and moved the willow branches and wrinkled the river, but the palaces remained. Just more beautiful.

Ciri looked raptly at the wispy hanging terraces and balconies, the bridges  over the river which were hung with festoons of ivy, the stairs, balustrades, the arcades and cloisters, the columns, the domes, and the slender asparagus-like towers.

Tir Na Lia,’ Avallac’h said quietly.

Where did people get the idea that Sasuke never contacted Sakura during his absence and why is everyone assuming this must have been the case? Was it stated anywhere that he didn’t send her any letters? That he never called? That he and Sakura never saw each other? Because I don’t remember reading anything like that. The plot is all about Sarada and Sakura explains to her why Sasuke can’t come back home yet but we never really heard Sakura’s side of the story.
As far as I remember, it was only said that Sarada didn’t remember meeting him. She didn’t remember seeing him in person because he was trying to protect her, his mission was confidential and he probably never returned to the village during those years due to the safety reasons or whatever (or simply for drama’s sake since Gaiden was so poorly written but oh well).
Maybe they didn’t want little Sarada outside the gates since she was vulnerable and the potential target of enemies but it obviously doesn’t apply to Sakura. Please, she disposed of the threat in Gaiden by punching the guy once. And it’s canon Sasuke is aware of her strength and abilities. If Naruto, the Hokage, could leave his post in the village and go see him (and it wasn’t his clone like in SP version, remember) then I don’t see any reason why Sakura couldn’t. Furthermore, we only know Sarada’s version of the story which is what Sarada thinks she knows or what she remembers - and she’s still a child. Notice how all adults were acting like nothing was out of ordinary what I believe wouldn’t be the case if they hadn’t heard from Sasuke since who knows how long. Not everything needs to be explicitly said in the story because you can read it between the lines - from characters’ behavior and their interactions. Gaiden timeline is definitely messed up but Naruto implied they had been in touch. Do you really believe that Sasuke had been in touch with Naruto and even Shikamaru but at the same time he never contacted his own wife? Seriously? Also, consider the fact that Sakura isn’t some random woman - she’s one of the most important people in the village, she’s involved in all of this not because she’s Sasuke’s wife but due to her status as a ninja. She isn’t someone you would kept in the dark, regardless of her being married to Sasuke or not. They all knew about The Tower what indicates that it was probably their meeting point with Sasuke and Sakura wasn’t privy to that knowledge. She immediately knew where she should go. Also, personally I believe Sarada recognized Sasuke’s hawk which would mean that it wasn’t the first time she had seen it. But I suppose this one it’s up to interpretation so I leave it for now.
But honestly, did Sasuke and Sakura act like people who hadn’t seen in each other in years? Because I got different impression when I saw them interacting in Gaiden. Sakura was fully aware of what Sasuke had been doing and knew the exact details of his actions. And what did Sasuke say when Sarada confronted him? “Did something happen?” He was clearly surprised and confused. Do you think he’s a fool who would ask such question if he had no idea how his wife and daughter had been doing during all this time? He can be many things but idiot he is definitely not.
To sum things up, there’s no ultimate proof, meaning it wasn’t explicitly said in the story, that they had been in touch, or rather that they had seen each other during those years. But there are lots of things implying that it was the case, rather than not. So why is everyone assuming otherwise and listening to what antis (or SP) have to say, I have no idea.

Harry Potter Rant

Reasons why I ALWAYS struggled to get behind the original pairings and completely agree with JK Rowlings latest statement.

Hermione is basically the second protagonist. Harry is the main character but Ron and Hermione are not equal below him, Hermione saves their lives time and time again. While Harry is hailed as the “boy who lived”, Hermione is referred to as the “brightest which of their age”. 

Harry and Hermione understand each other in a way that nobody else ever will. There are a number of moments in the story where Hermione and Harry go through things by themselves. Ron is absent for most of Prisoner of Azkaban. Hermione helps Harry prepare in Goblet of Fire. Harry and Hermione travel alone for a long time looking for Horcruxes. The challenges they faced together strengthened their bond. Hermione was always very aware of everything that was going on, she is the closest thing Harry has to someone who understands what he went through

Hermione is level headed and logical, time and time again Ron teased her and frustrated her. Having feelings for someone does not make your personality compatible. If Hermione was to end up with Ron they would argue. a lot. Ron is also short tempered, insecure/paranoid about people not wanting him around, and jealous. Putting an emotionally driven character with a logically driven character is a recipe for disaster.

Ginny always idolised Harry and put him on a pedestal, something Harry hated right from his introduction to the wizarding world. All he wanted was to be a normal person, not a hero or celebrity. Ginny has never seen him as “Harry” he was always “Harry Potter”, Hermione was raised outside of the wizarding world so even though she knows who he is she doesn’t see him any differently because of it.

Ginny was absent for almost all of the struggles Harry faced and would not be able to understand what he will go through after the war. Harry would suffer from PTSD after the war ended and would spend the rest of his life trying to put all the horrors he saw behind him. Ginny never experienced anything like that and would not be able to truly understand. Whereas Harry and Hermione would be able to help each other through it.

People are complaining that Harry and Hermione would have been bad because its the typical main character ending up together. I don’t see Ron and Hermione ending up together any differently. The relationship of Harry and Ginny seems more like an effort to include Harry in the family he always wanted. 

Throughout the story we see Harry and Hermione working well together and Ron causing clashes due to his inability to control his emotions. Realistically Hermione would not forget the times Ron has hurt her and would likely not see him as a potential partner. 

But the biggest thing for me is that Harry and Hermione were always on the same wavelength. Sure, maybe they were more like siblings at the start but feelings can change and evolve. Definitely during difficult times when you need someone to turn to. Could you imagine having that bond with someone then not being with them? even if they didn’t have passion they would likely end up together simply because they couldn’t imagine being apart after everything they went through together. They needed each other and that wouldn’t just go away.