no need to be perfect

[Tony turns around to see Bucky down on one knee]

Tony: Oh my God. What are you doing?

Bucky: Thinking about my future. I am deeply ridiculously in love with you. And above everything else, I just want to be with you forever. So Tony Stark, will you–

Tony: Wait, wait, okay? Just–I need to remember this. Give me a second.

Bucky: Tony–

Tony: No, no, no, no, hold on. Just–I need another second, please. I need to remember every little thing about how perfect my life is, right now, at this exact moment.

Bucky: [laughing] Are you good?

Tony: Yeah, I’m good.

Bucky: Tony Stark, will you—

Tony: YES!

[Tony kisses Bucky who then pulls back]

Bucky: Marry me?

Tony: Oh yeah, yeah!

Just seen the new Beauty and the Beast movie. It was amazing, but now I want to make an au of it… even though I’ve already written a BatB AU, YarningChick has already written a BatB AU; everyone and their aunt has written a BatB AU


this song is perfect. new gorillaz is just what i needed in my life.

anonymous asked:

I have a sanvers prompt if you're taking them, but if not you can just ignore this. So like along the lines of Alex's need to be perfect, tied with her need to not screw up again in her relationship with Maggie. That she thinks she messed up again when she really didn't or anything you feel with Alex not wanting to screw up again.

Alex had always felt the need to be something almost unreachable, something akin to perfection. Something no one could ever really achieve. Perfection, invulnerability, invincibility. She’d always tried to be something no one could really be. Emotionless, aloof. Happy. She’d always tried to be perfect; to be the perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student and the perfect agent. Maybe on the outside she’d achieved all of that and more. She was perfection if perfection could be recorded on paper and was set in stone. She always did what Eliza wanted of her. She always protected Kara, took her under her wing, loved her. She always got good grades, the best grades. Until she didn’t. She always put her life on the line and fought tooth and nail for her country. But it wasn’t enough. It was never enough and she was reminded time and again of how she’d messed up, how she wasn’t perfect because she didn’t protect Kara well enough, she didn’t stop Kara from flying that night, she let Kara become Supergirl and go into danger every single day. She didn’t work hard enough to get through med school, and she could never make anyone stay. Was never perfect for anyone to love.

But then Maggie came along and she made Alex laugh and she made Alex realise that you don’t have to be perfect; love and life don’t have to be perfect if you can find the perfect balance of imperfection with someone else. Maggie never told Alex she wasn’t good enough, that she had to be perfect, that she was a screw up. Instead Maggie told Alex just how good she was, how strong and how worthy she was. How real she was and how she deserved to be treated and loved and appreciated. But it was hard for Alex to believe her, because when you’ve spent your whole life believing that perfection is the goal and anything else is failure, it’s hard to let go of the restraints and the bonds that claw at your mind and your soul, telling you, shouting at you to be better. To work harder, to not screw up because one small mistake could change anything. One more screw up could send Maggie running and Maggie was the one person in her life who just let her be her. Who never expected too much and never pushed, never pried. Maggie was the only perfect thing Alex realised she ever needed.

So Alex runs sometimes and she hides. Sometimes behind a bottle of bourbon, sometimes in the DEO training room with an unsuspecting agent getting their ass kicked. Sometimes on the sofa, sometimes silently crying, sometimes letting out wracked sobs that shake her whole body. And Maggie always comes, always finds her and either gently pries the bottle out of her hand, replacing it with a glass of water and a piece of toast, or gathering her into her arms and holding her, stroking her hair, whispering soft words into her ear as she strokes her hair, breathing deeply to help Alex even out her breaths.

Every time Maggie finds her like this she wants to shout and scream at the world, at the people, at the hurt that made Alex feel like this. At the world that made Alex feel like she had to be perfect and be someone she wasn’t just to please others. At the people who didn’t appreciate Alex for the wonderful strong, intelligent woman that she was. At the hurt that made it so hard for Alex to believe that she was worthy. But she stayed silent for the most part, sometimes gently coaxing answers out of her girlfriend, sometimes only receiving more tears. And every time it was Alex worrying she’d screwed up again, that Maggie would leave because Alex was sure that she’d already done, or would do something that would make Maggie leave.

And Maggie would never get tired of reassuring her, of holding her closer. I’m not going anywhere, Danvers. You’re amazing and you’re worthy and you’re beautiful and nothing you do could make me run away. I plan on staying around for the long haul, because I love you, Danvers. And if you need me to tell you that every single day, then I will tell you every single day because you deserve to hear it and you deserve to believe it.

Alex nodded and Alex took a deep breath every time she heard Maggie’s soft, patient reassurances and she reminded herself to breathe, breathe, breathe. You’re ok, Maggie’s ok, and she’s not going anywhere, and little by little, day by day she was getting there. Some days the weight of perfection would feel a little lighter and the small mistakes would fade into the background like pebbles lost in a sandy beach and Alex would smile and Alex would kiss her girlfriend and Alex would remind herself of the framed quote that Maggie had bought her one rainy Sunday afternoon, hanging on the wall opposite her couch.

Without imperfection, neither you or I would exist.

And she would be ok. Maybe she’d always be imperfect, maybe she’d always make mistakes, but with Maggie she’d realised she didn’t need to be perfection because she had love and she felt love and that was enough. That was more than enough, that was better than perfection.

A Day in the Life

A little insight into what Grammy is thinking.  Fun.

“Thea, I believe your brother is just pretending to date Felicity.  He needed the board to think he was more responsible and us to think he had a girlfriend.  It is my belief that he talked that sweet girl into pretending to be his girlfriend to accomplish this.”    Thea sits there a minute without speaking but when she thinks everything over, she suddenly can see the whole scene.  How could her brother do that to such a sweet woman as Felicity?


“I think you now agree with me, Thea.  I also believe those two have true feelings for each other but will not admit it, even to themselves.  We need to help them to see their true feelings.  Felicity is a perfect wife for Oliver but he will not admit that to himself.” Thea sees the gleam in her grandmother’s eye and giggles.  Grammy has something planned and she is going to have Thea help her.  This is not only a perfect chance for her to spend with her grandmother but Thea wants to have Felicity as her sister-in-law.  


“What do you have planned and how can I help?”  Grammy leans over and Thea’s smile gets bigger as her grandmother talks. This is going to be great fun. Oliver will not know what hit him.

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Yes! Im finaly back and the first thing i post is cosplay of blonde MC from mystic messenger! XDXD

So i had a party for the club im in and well…i was so into ameri lie’s blonde mc design that i went and did it!
Having been in contact with them recently (due to suggesting an MMD for them to do and them toraly loving it!) And after seeing their mmd with 707 and blonde mc, this is what happened!

I totaly love their design of blonde mc! Its so much better then the other one to me!!! The shirt print was perfect and i needed to do this!!!

Personaly i ship blonde mc with 707 most because she totaly seems like a girl who would be fun and memeing all over like 7, but for anyone shiping her with zen (which ive zeen quite a bit of), heres some selfies of her because we all know zens girlfreind would take selfies in attempts to keep up with her boyfreinds perfect looks and great selfies!

Anyways this was so fun to do! I think this is my favorit cosplay i have mainly so far! (If only getting my hair into a wig cap and hiding it under the wig was easyer with my short hair cosplays OTL)
I think she turned out great and if u can tell, yes i tried to spntour a bit and yes i failed misserably!
Aaanyways! I hope u all enjoy because this is by far one of the easyest and most fun cosplays i have ever done!

Design: Ameri Lie
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Blonde mc: hurtssonice


You don’t need to be perfect every single day. I know you’re so driven, and I know you want to do right by us, but you’re just one person and you shouldn’t have to feel the weight of trying to be “enough” for all of us.

I know you’re like a superhero the way you try to do everything but everyone needs time to themselves too.

If you want to act, act. If you wanna make a book, you absolutely deserve to. If you wanna be more involved with us, that’s great.

But do it cause you want to and you have the energy/time to spare. You already spread yourself so thin trying to do everything already.

And I know it’s hard to look back and want things to be the way they were, but that’s just not how it works. You’re a different person than you were then, and that’s not a bad thing, just means you’ll have new and different experiences and that’s okay.

You put so much pressure on yourself to do everything all the time, every day. I just wanna take a bit of that pressure off your back and let you know it’s gonna be alright.

The world keeps on turning. We’ll all keep growing and changing, and that’s okay.

I hope you feel alright soon. x

anonymous asked:

i see u hc bo w natural silver hair... let me suggest to u: bo w type I waardenburg syndrome! it's characteristic for people w ws to have heterochromia (different coloured eyes or sections of the eyes), sections of grey hair (or completely grey hair), hearing loss, and wide-set eyes. i will die with this hc bc it just. it's perfect. (also i need more representation whOOPS)

Thank you for letting me know about this syndrome my bean, I’ve never heard about it! 


Movies Meme: [1/5] Animated Movies → Mulan (1998)
↳ “I’ve heard a great deal about you, Fa Mulan. You stole your father’s armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese army, destroyed my palace and you have saved us all.”