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Music Series: All Too Well by Taylor Swift (sequel to The Moment I Knew)


I’m sorry…I’m sure she’s nice, probably…talented songwriter, I think…and I’m all about writing what you know, your own experiences. I incorporate my personal experiences into my writing every day. It’s a part of you that hopefully people can relate to. I don’t like saying negative things about anyone, it’s not how I was raised…but…holy hell…

She just reminds me of that person that is talking to you…and talking…and talking…and you’re just nodding your head over and over and over, saying nothing in return, because you don’t think they are really interested in a response from you anyway, you don’t much care, you’re not really interested, and they’re boring the shit out of you. But I’m sure she’s nice…probably…

So here you go. A sequel to The Moment I Knew. You asked, I’ve given. Not a perfect representation of the lyrics, but I don’t have time to write a novel. This is “All Too Well” by Taylor Swift, which again, you will find NOWHERE on my Spotify playlists, but you can still listen to at this link. Again, I did not listen to the song before posting, never heard it before that I can recall, so I hope the lyrics are correct…all of them…all 5,000 of them… Losing followers? Gaining?




I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,

But something ‘bout it felt like home somehow.

And I left my scarf there at your sister’s house,

And you’ve still got it in your drawer even now.

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.

We’re singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,

And I can picture it after all these days.

You sat on the plane, looking out your window, quietly wiping a tear from your eye.

You wondered if Harry knew yet. Had he finally arrived after the party was over? Not likely. But it was a new day there now, and you were far away, wanting to leave every reminder of Christmas, your birthday, and the bitter cold of winter far behind you.

As you stepped out of the plane, smelling the fresh scent of the sea blowing in the warm breeze, you try to smile, but you know healing from a broken heart will take time. Harry was the only man you have truly ever loved…and you left him. It was the hardest thing you’ve ever done, but feeling like he had inadvertently already left you months before, you made the nearly impossible decision to breakup.

And I know it’s long gone,

And that magic’s not here no more,

And I might be okay,

But I’m not fine at all.

'Cause there we are again on that little town street.

You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me.

Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.

You walk through the door of the little beach house you had rented, closing it behind you and looking around. Lonely. It was all you had expected, but lonely.

As you walk to the sliding glass doors that lead out to the deck and a picturesque view of the beach and sea, you remember the last beach holiday you were on. Harry had surprised you with it and you both had the best time together. It was your first trip together as a couple. It was a turning point in your relationship and meant a lot to both of you. It was the first time Harry told you he was in love with you.

Years passed…bittersweet…

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.

You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed

And your mother’s telling stories about you on a tee ball team

You taught me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me.

And I know it’s long gone, and there was nothing else I could do

And I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to…

'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night.

We’re dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light

Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah.

Sleep was not happening. As the old radio alarm clock on the bedside table flashed “3:14 a.m.”, you finally got out of bed and walked to the dark, tiny kitchen, looking in the fridge for anything that sounded good but finding nothing. Beginning to close the fridge door, your mind flashes to an earlier time, when you found Harry standing in front of the refrigerator in the middle of the night, the light from the tiny bulb shining on him like the rays from the sun. You sneaked up on him, causing him to bump his head against the machine, you apologizing relentlessly as he assured you with kisses and hugs that he was fine. Hugs and kisses and sweet nothings in your ear had slowly turned into Harry humming lightly, as you both swayed together in the light of that fridge, ending in a very intimate night.

But reality as it was, you look at the few items on the shelf of the little beach house fridge, a few things you had purchased at a roadside market on your way there, then slowly shut the door to the fridge and the memory. You knew Harry knew by now from the numerous texts and missed calls your phone had been receiving. Each more heart-wrenching than the one before, you had finally tucked your phone away under one of the bed pillows, not wanting to hear the vibration anymore.

What had happened? How had such a beautiful relationship come to such a sad end? You felt you would never be able to stop loving Harry, and that’s why you chose to leave. You never doubted his love for you. But how much were you supposed to accept and look past? For months he had spent more time away from you, making excuses and breaking promises, than you could understand. It wasn’t about his career. You always understood his career being time-consuming and busy. It was so much more than that. You knew eventually you would have to face him, but you just couldn’t…not yet. You needed time…to think…to sort out the confusion and sadness in your mind…to get over him and try to move on.

Well, maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,

But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up.

Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.

So casually cruel in the name of being honest.

I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here

'Cause I remember it all, all, all… too well.

Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it

I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it

After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own

Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

You sat in the lounger of the deck of the beach house, looking out at the sea. You think of that feeling you sometimes had as a kid when you would float in water…the quiet sound of the water filling your ears, your body resting lightly at the surface, eyes closed, shutting out the rest of the world in that moment. Sometimes you wished you could find that place in your life, shutting out the noise and clutter and sadness and just enjoy the peace. But that wasn’t reality, at least not right now.

As the sun was setting, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes, trying to shut out the thoughts that were taking over your mind, causing the slightly-nauseating flips in your stomach. You thought how easily it would be to stay in that moment, away from everyone else in your life, just disappearing and starting a new life…somewhere. But your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a voice cutting through the deepening darkness.

“Hello, love,” you hear Harry say, gently, a sound of relief in his voice.

You look at him, standing next to the deck railing and slowly approaching you, afraid you’ll run if he nears you too quickly. How had he found you? Why was he there? You start to get up as he walks closer.

“Please, don’t go. Talk to me, baby, please,” he begs.

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week

'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me

You can’t get rid of it 'cause you remember it all too well, yeah

'Cause there we are again, when I loved you so

Back before you lost the one real thing you’ve ever known

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all

Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

You nod, turning in your chair, seeing the sadness and desperation in his face. You knew he had to have gone through a lot to find you. You missed him, you had to admit to yourself. You were as curious as he was to see where a conversation would take you both.

“I’m so sorry,” he starts. “I know I hurt you, and I’m sorry. I’ve not been around for you like before. Not been much of a boyfriend lately. I missed your birthday, your big party, and I feel like a complete ass. I’ve said things and not followed through with them. I made other things more important than our relationship, and I shouldn’t have, I’m so sorry. You deserve better than me for a boyfriend, but that doesn’t mean I want you to walk out of my life. I love you, please let me prove to you that I’m here.”

You look down, shaking your head, unbelieving that anything would change.

“Please, don’t,” Harry sniffs. “Don’t shut me out. I’ve been searching for days for you. Had to hire someone to help me find you. I’ve been on three planes in the past 36 hours and have had no sleep since I walked up to your house and read the letter on your door. I’m not saying I don’t deserve this, love. But I’m begging you to not shut me out. I want to show you I’m here for you…for us!”

“Harry, I can’t do this anymore,” you say, wiping a tear as your words nearly choke you. “I need someone in my life who is around for me, that I don’t worry about leaving me alone! Someone I can depend on, who puts me first, and.… This is more than just…missing my birthday, and not showing for my party. It’s much more than that.”

Harry, begins to speak as you quickly stand, moving toward the sliding doors, until Harry darts between you and the doors, his hands grasping your arms tightly.

“I’m sorry!” he pleads, his voice shaking. “Baby, I know I don’t deserve another chance with you, but please don’t do this!” You see the tears pooling in his eyes and hear the fear in his voice. “What can I say or do to make you give me another chance?” he asks desperately.

“Nothing,” you say, shaking your head. “There’s nothing…”

“Don’t say that!” he scolds. “I won’t give you up! I won’t! You mean too much to me. I’m here for you, damn it, let me show you!”

“This is more than just me or you, Harry!” you shout. “It’s so much more than us! I can’t depend on you to…”

“You can, I swear!” he argues, refusing to let go of you. “There’s nothing more important than you…than us!”

“I”m pregnant!”


Yep, gonna regret that ending, aren’t I? Thanks for reading! xo


Misunderstood (Platonic) Phichuuri Headcanon


Phichit LOOOVE his Social Media. He always upload pictures Every Day!
Any kind of pictures. From his selfie, his adorable hamsters, food, and then came Yuuri.

Since they’re roommates, Phichit always like to include Yuuri on his selfie every time he can.

When they finally really close, and Phichit declare Yuuri as his best friend, from simple pictures he took of Yuuri, now their selfie together get more ‘intimate’. Or that’s what Phichit’s and Yuuri’s fans always thought.

Phichit respect Yuuri’s privacy. When they first time become roommates, Yuuri was worried what Phichit thought of his admiration toward Victor with not only few posters of his idol on his wall side, but also the fact that he framed Victor’s picture and put it on his desk. Phichit reassure him that he won’t think less of Yuuri, and he actually thought it was rather cute that Yuuri actually has crush on Victor. (Yuuri denied it and said it was really just admiration, but Phichit knows better).

But that’s why, when he took a pictures with Yuuri, he always try not to make Victor’s poster shown on the background. When he record his activity for his Vlog, he always try to avoid being shown with Yuuri’s side of room as the back ground. That’s why NONE of their fans know Yuuri’s beyond admiration feelings toward Victor.

When they make Video together, every time Phichit tease Yuuri about his admiration toward Victor on camera, which surprisingly very rare, none of their fans think of this beyond a skaters who look up on champion living legend skater. Especially since Yuuri barely post anything on his social media. And things he only post was like food and dog, and well, Phichit.

Phichit found out about the Phichuuri’s shipper when he actually accidentally met them when he was out alone, and they actually ask him if Phichit and Yuuri were dating. “Just curious” they said. Since then Phichit did a research about it.

Yuuri is oblivious about it (and many other things. But that’s Yuuri for you).

Phichit is smart. He’s already in college when most people on his age would still be in High School. There’s time when skaters in Detroit playing together. Truth or Dare, because, why not?

Phichit and Yuuri’s first kiss was because people dare them to kiss. It was totally very brief short innocent lips-to-lips action. It’s actually not the first time where they lips touch with each other. The first time was when Phichit climbed on an unstable chair to reach something on his bookcase. Yuuri was happen to be beside him that time. He stumble and fell on the top of Yuuri. It wasn’t romantic like any romantic movie like to show. It was painful. Their lips was bleeding a bit because their teeth was involved with the fall. Yuuri’s back and elbow was in pain. So was Phichit’s palm and wrist. Yuuri wasn’t angry, but he did lecture Phichit lightly about it. Phichit took a selfie with Yuuri right after the accident. With their lips obviously red and bruised. The Phichuuri fans exploded.

Since then, Phichit like to tease the shipper with his selfie pictures. Cuddle with Yuuri watch movie on laptop, posted. Phichit kiss Yuuri’s cheek because his best friend just give him another best present for his birthday, posted. Yuuri fall asleep on his shoulder, posted.

When Yuuri finally found out about the shipper, he was horrified. They talk about it because they were afraid if one of them is uncomfortable about it. They were fine as long as the others is fine. Phichit jokingly ask him “so~ want to date me now, Yuuri?” while wiggle his eyebrows and make Yuuri snorted and laugh with “no thank. You’re cute, but not my type”, and Phichit tease him with “oh riiight, your type was the beautiful silver hair Russian” and made Yuuri blushed with “Phichit, No! And his hair is platinum!”.


It was off season and they’re on Vacation somewhere close to the beach. The Vacation was with a lot of other skaters, but Phichit and Yuuri was the first to arrived there. Victor was called by his sponsor, so he would arrived on the day after tomorrow, while the rest of skaters would arrived tomorrow. Phichit make a joke that they’re on date. Few people who see them standing so close to each other, who doesn’t know they’re a Competitive Figure Skaters, think they’re really dating. Especially since they’re off season, Yuuri was gaining weight, and make his Ring a bit tighter, and Victor suggest him to put it on his neck with chain like a necklace. So no one see him wear a ring that time.

The whole time they hang out together, Yuuri was treating Phichit really nicely. Much nicer than usual because Yuuri felt guilty when he can’t full fill his promise of coming to Phichit’s birthday in Bangkok because of a Family Emergency. Phichit already said it was fine, and he understood, but you know Yuuri. So that day, Yuuri spoil him with everything he can. Catch him a hamster doll in claw machine game, buy him a cloud candy, pay his food when they go to cafe for lunch, and let took a lot of pictures when they go to clothes shop and try a lot of different clothes even though their first intention there was just going to buy a new winter coat.

Both of them didn’t notice someone, who coincidentally always in the same place with them, actually record their activity and post them on YouTube with title “Relationship Goal between two Asian gay man”. It goes viral.

Phichit and every other skater only found out the day Victor should arrived at noon, when one of their fans ask him if this is him with Yuuri with the link. They wasn’t sure because the video was recorded from quite far distance, and mostly showing their back or their side, so no one was sure.

Phichit was dumbfounded before he burst out laugh so hard he woke Yuuri who sleep on the second bed in the same room.

Victor definitely NOT Jealous. Nu-uh. He definitely not ask (force) Phichit to record every activities between him and Yuuri. And wasn’t intentional when he put the words “REAL” on the title of his video that he immediately post soon as he can when the video finished captured a lot of lovely sweet moments between him and Yuuri.

Poor the uploader of the first Video when people who finally know who the two Asian men, comment their video with “change the title” “you’re mistaken” “yuuri is engaged with someone else” “they’re just best friend” was so embarrassed and apologize to both Phichit and Yuuri.

Both Phichit and Yuuri reassure them that they don’t have to download the video, but maybe just change the title or something.

Color Me Satisfied

Originally posted by blackinjustice

Bucky Barnes x reader

Request:  Hello, I love your writing and I just can’t seem to get enough of it. I would like to request a Bucky x Reader one shot with the hair color Soulmate AU. Please and thank you! Stay well Captain


A/n: So there were a couple of those but since i only did one, I presume that you want the highlights thing. If so, here you go, if not, oh well. I tried lol.

Genre: Humor, Romance

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Swearing (C’mon, It’s Bucky. What do you expect?), Humor


Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines, Captain


Soulmate AU: If one or the other dyes their hair, their soulmates gets highlights of the color in their hair. If they return it to their normal color, their soulmates hair returns to it’s normal color.

The smell of ammonia was heavy in the air as people filed in and out of the place. Shelves were set up seven feet apart, stocked full of merchandise. You were in the cosmetics aisle of the Walgreens in your town, fingers gently touching the boxes of the eccentric colors as you chose the different boxes. You were going to dye your hair and thought that you needed a change. After all, having one hair color for so long can get boring and become so trending, it hurts your eyes. So, you picked out about thirteen different boxes of hair dye, your coupons and check clad in your hand. From two different blues, four different reds, a green, platinum blonde, two different blondes that could be mistaken as yellow, and three different shades of orange. You were ready but didn’t know what you wanted to try first. So, when you got home, you closed your eyes after setting the boxes down and had your friend rearrange the boxes. The first box you touched, you grabbed and opened your eyes. You smiled. You were so ready to make this big change.

Bucky and the other Avengers were sitting in the lounge area. Steve sat next to Bucky, both of them just sipping on their beers while Tony and Pepper sat with each other Banner and Natasha and Clint were on the couch, all playing Trivia while Thor watched, tilting his head every few times. Steve had said to Bucky. 

“You know, I think we should…get you a….hair cut…….”

Bucky frowned and asked him. 

“What’s the matter, punk?”

Everyone turned their gaze and widened their eyes. Bucky glared and asked, hands slightly raised. 


Tony snorted and replied. 

“See for yourself.”

Tony handed Bucky the phone and Bucky widened his eyes when he saw his reflection. Strands of his hair were a dark teal, standing out against his dark hair and Natasha teased, making Bucky look at her.

“I guess Bucky here has a soulmate that’s alive after all.”

He didn’t know why, but excitement went through his veins as he processed what the Russian assassin said. He had a soulmate. She was alive. He smiled a bit and Steve said, his blue eyes wide with mischief and excitement. 

“We should see if we can get her attention by dying your hair!”

Bucky felt his smile drop and he glared, saying while his metal shifted. 

“Oh no we are not. You are not touching my hair.”

Steve coaxed, bribing him. 

“Come on, don’t you want to know who she is? What if we could get her attention?”

Bucky sighed and muttered. 

“The things I do for your ass.”

Steve cheered and Natasha called, shooting up. 

“I’ll get the hair dye!”

“Don’t make me look like a freak, Romanoff or I’ll slit your throat in your sleep.”

You felt good with your teal hair. It made you feel free and independent. So, you had went to bad with a head full of love, not even suspecting what was about to happen in the morning.


When you woke up, you stretched and sighed. The clock red 14:00 hours, which was 2:00pm in Civilian time. You sighed once more and went to the bathroom, freezing when you looked in the mirror. Blonde streaks ran through your hair and your mouth dropped. You had totally forgotten about the soulmate thing! You face-palmed and wondered. 

‘Can I dye my hair with the word ‘Sorry’ in it? That’d be cool…’

You smirked and grabbed the Platinum blonde, light red, and dark blue. Time to show just how patriotic you could be.

With a blonde head of hair in a man bun, Bucky was waiting for the reaction. How would she react? Would she dye her hair back to it’s natural color or what? Steve had burst with laughter when red, white, and blue streaks appeared in his hair. Bucky face-palmed himself with his metal hand and Tony took a picture. 

“If that ends up on social media, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Bucky threatened, his blue eyes glaring hotly at the billionaire. Tony scoffed and Natasha said, holding up silver and red. 

“We can let her know who you are. After all, Who is Captain America without the Winter Soldier?”

You coughed, choking on your batman cereal when you saw silver and dark red streaks go into your hair. Hmm, it kind of reminded you of something. 

“Hey, that looks like Winter Soldier and Captain America colors!”

Your roommate said laughing and you coughed more. Could it be? You ran to your room and grabbed your friends white hair dye and immediately set to work.


Everyone was in hysterics when white streaks appeared in Bucky’s hair. However, the ex HYDRA assassin was not amused. At all. He glared hotly at everyone while Steve tried his hardest to keep his laugh in. Bucky yelled. 

“Go ahead, punk.Laugh it up!”

Steve doubled over and Bucky growled. Tony said. 

“This has to go on social media! Has to!”

He took a picture and ran, screaming as Bucky chased after, screaming in his ‘Winter soldier’ voice. 

“I’m gonna rip off your billion dollar dick and shove it down your billion dollar throat!”


When you had gone on twitter, a new picture made you choke once more, only on your spit this time. 

Looks like Weiner Soldier’s soulmate decided to make his age really show. Kudos, WS’s Soulmate. You gave the avengers an amazing laugh. #priceless

Could it be? Could it really be him? You had ran out, grabbing your keys and ran to the tower. Upon arriving, with your white hair now having navy blue streaks in it, you requested to see Mr. Stark. The body guard was hesitant but when you showed him the picture, he let you up. You heard a voice call when you arrived. 

“Mr. Stark, there is someone here to see you.”

The elevator doors opened up and there stood Tony. He widened his eyes and you said, quickly. 

“I-I’m so sorry to bother you but…”

“-You’ve come to the right place, holy shit you are gorgeous.”

You blushed heavily and Tony gestured you to follow him. When you arrived in the lounge area, your eyes found the man you were looking for. He was chuckling a bit but must of felt eyes on him because when he looked over at you, everything stopped. His eyes widened and everyone looked over. Bucky shot up and slowly, he walked over to you. His blue eyes were cautious, curious, but…longing. Tony backed off and you blushed a bit. 

“I…I uh…hi…”

Bucky smiled a bit and replied back, making both of you kind of chuckle. 


He smiled and said, a metal hand carefully touching your hair. 

“You know, I think this suits you.”

You shook you head, smiling. 

“I think now that I got the message, we should go for a more natural look. No more need to go spangling each others stars.”

Everyone laughed and Bucky smiled widely at you. He took your hand and for a long time, you never let go.


New York Baby

Steve Rogers x Avenger!Reader

Request: Can you do a Steve and Reader(mutant) where her powers are ice like, but stronger than ice. And the two get close but then the reader pushes Steve away cause she is scared to hurt him, but then Steve does his fluffy stuff and the two end up together
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings
2,410 words

Notes: SO, IT TOOK ME A MONTH TO WRITE THIS? I’m so sorry of the long wait! :( My writing has been off lately and I’m BURIED in college work so I apologize. Also, this took a complete different direction from what I wanted and it’s not my best but I hope y’all enjoy it! I guess it’s the corniest (?) thing I’ve ever written, lmao. Ps.: I didn’t mention it but I imagined a sokovian!reader who was involved in the Ultron battle. Yep, so…ENJOY!


Steve lets out a deep sigh as he takes in the silence in the apartment, not stopping himself from burying his pounding head between his hands. 

From the couch he can see everything you’ve left behind. 

Your collection of bands CD’s right beside his vinyls. The colored skeletons of your books mixed with his old sketchbooks. The McDonald’s toys you always insist in getting everytime decorating the shelves. 

He feels too; the sweet faint smell of your perfume still lingering in the air. And tastes; the strawberry from the lipbalm you’d ‘tested’ on him before buying. 

He doesn’t exactly know how things came to this point, where he’s sitting alone in his apartment with an annoying ache in his chest while you’re already long gone and away from his apartment. 

This just isn’t how things are supposed to go.

Steve is a man out of time, his company and friends mostly consists of highly trained assassins and he risks his own life for a job. 

But he’s had enough fucked up things in his life already and he refuses to let the only solid aspect of his life to just go away like this. 

He’s spent too much time avoiding things and way too much time being alone. 

And you. You just happened to be the spark he needed in the right place and right time. 

And well, he fights for a living. So he’s most definitely fighting to have you back. 

Just not in the ways he’s used to. 

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Originally posted by cyphtae

And another post whaaaaaa. I have all my homework done at school and I was able to write today and I was like hmmmmmmm ‘Why not an old request??’ and boom bam. 


Angsty scenario of jungkook or taehyung based one taehyun’s song “im young” he shoved u in the closet bc she ws coming and while u were hiding you could see through the door and she was talking about their baby and it hurt you so much n you knew you had to let go nomatter how much you loved him thank youuu!

characters: Taehyung x Y/n 

genre: ANGST 

description:  Because you have no place in his reality You there because of a sudden case of butterflies



You weren’t supposed to be here, you were fully aware. He was happier now, but how could you miss the chance to see him again after all these years. Your company had finally schedule a photoshoot in korea, returning back to the place that one time had been your home. Roaming the streets that you had once walked with him by your side. But the roaming had led you to his house, the same house you had once lived with him.

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anonymous asked:

Hi ! Can you write please, about sansa and jon having a secret relationship because he is their foster brother . And everyone learn their relationship because one day jon has an accident and when he woke up the first thing he ask is "where is sansa ?" .

Thanks for this prompt! I’ve been wanting to try my hand at a modern au for a while and this seemed like the perfect opportunity. Hope you like it!

Jon and Sansa were never close as children. She was Taylor Swift and cheer tryouts and he was Hozier and staying late in the library.

Her father and mother constantly reminded her: Jon was part of the family now. Ever since his mother died in that car accident when he was eight and his father’s family showed no willingness to take him in.

“Why can’t you just make an effort, San?” Robb would ask her. “He’s a great guy, if only you got to know him.”

“It’s not like I don’t like him,” Sansa huffed reading over her chemistry text book at the dining room table. “It’s just not exactly like we have anything in common.”

Jon for his part, didn’t exactly put in a huge amount of effort with Sansa either. Whether he thought her shallow, or he just didn’t have time for his best friend’s younger sister, he certainly wasn’t about to go out of his way to forge a deep, sisterly bond with her the way he had Arya.

“Why do you hate her so much?” the younger Stark daughter asked him one day, leisurely munching an apple on his bed as he typed up an essay at his desk.

Jon sighed and removed his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose.

“It’s not that I hate her,” he replied. “She’s just … not the same as you and me, you know?”

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Imagine Shawn went away on tour this week. You were really missing him, but with the amount of school work you had and lacrosse season coming up, you were able to distract yourself from missing him too much.

One random snowstorm came about and school was cancelled. Being bored all day, you were reminded of how much you missed your boyfriend, Shawn. You were desperately scrolling through Shawn’s tweets, wondering how he was doing in San Fransisco without you when you got a text.

“Hey Y/N. It’s Nash… Looks like Shawn is a little mad, that he can’t see you until next week,” Nash sent you with a picture of Shawn frowning.

You giggled at the picture and saved it to your phone. You pulled up SnapChat and sent Shawn a picture of you cuddling blankets. He replies and says, “Since I can’t hold you, I’ll hold a puppy.”

After a few hours of boredom, you recieved a FaceTime from Jack Gilinsky. You and Jack were really close, so this was a regular thing. You picked up and they showed Shawn singing Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran, your favorite song. After he sang, he gave you a dedication, “That song was for my beautiful girlfriend, Y/N.” The camera jolted a bit and there was movement on the other side until you see Shawn, Jack, Jack, Hayes and Nash all crammed on the screen.

“Shawn misses you like crazy, Y/N!” Hayes yells from the back.

“Yeah! Y/N, today in the shower, he was singing about how much-” Nash was shoved out of view by Shawn who gave you an innocent look, “Oops? Hi babe, uhh I miss you a lot… hows the snow?”

After a brief, but entertaiming conversation, you said your goodbyes because they were still on stage at MagCon and you didn’t want to take them away from their fans.

Few hours later before you went to bed, you recieved a picture from Cam, “Your boyfriend felt the need to show off his boyish good looks to show his, and I quote, ‘Model Status’ for you. Lovely lad you got there, Y/N”

You smiled and saved the picture, which you later set as your phone screen background. You quickly pulled up a new message and said, “Model status, huh babe?”

To which he replied, “What can I say? San Fransisco got hotter when I arrived.”

You just laughed and shook your head at the silliness of your boyfriend. Today made it a little more tolerable without him. One day down, just a few more until he comes back home.

Photo Creds to: iconsmagcon and slutspinosa and other people who originally posted pictures… sorry idk who you are.

BTW I don’t know if Jack and Jack were even at Magcon SF? Didn’t they have, uhm, winter formal?


One of the many things I enjoyed while I was watching Frozen was noticing that even the smallest details are important in the story. I will focus on one in particular: Elsa’s Ice Castle.

What’s the meaning of that? I mean, why Elsa will create a giant Ice Castle for her own in the middle of the mountain withouth taking advantage of reflecting something important for her that was hidden many years? the Ice Castle it’s a representation of the inside of Elsa, her soul. I will use the images above to explain this point:

  • In the first picture, while Elsa is singing “Let it go”, we can apreciate how she gives an opportunity to her powers and realizing that they are not so bad, she can creates beautiful things, this happiness and this beauty is reflected outside the palace as in her new look. Everything is new and shiny, not like the pointy and dangerous forms that appears when she is afraid.
  • Even when Anna arrives, she’s amazed at the beauty of the place, Elsa declares proudly: “I never knew what I was capable of”, but when Anna talks about the situation of Arendelle (“you kind of set for an eternal winter…everywhere”) begins to appear a swirl ice (like the storm inside that she talks about) and Anna it’s finally hurts.
  • In the third picture you can see how the inside of the castle begins to break (like Elsa), fear retakes her, she isn’t happy or proud anymore, she’s scared.
  • Finally, in the four picture you can see how we pass from a range of blue shades (represents peace, tranquility and calm that feels Elsa) to a yellow one (Elsa is alert), even her magic it’s not longer beautiful, it can really hurt, and she realizes of that when Hans shouts to her (don’t be the monster they think you are!).

Back in Arendelle, we only hav two importans colors: black (Elsa in prision, there’s no light, everything is closed and tiny, she’s trapped) and white (her emotions, her magic, it’s huge and can’t be controlled)

This is why I love animation, even the smallest details are revealing and important.



Directed by Barry Levinson, writen by Chris Columbus  1985

Watched this movie three days ago. There are clearly some interesting things in it. So I sat down and took many fotos first. Now I’m ready to write. Don’t worry, I wont retell the whole story …. just the most interesting bits.

There are many pictures - so I put the rest under the cut:

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