not even best friends

anonymous asked:

damn they're still calling it a crackship! i wonder when they'll go from crackship to "that's fanservice and doesn't make sense!1!!!"

Anonymous said to bellarke: so how long until these cl.exa shippers who think bellarke is a ‘crackship’ are called delusional instead of us

Lol. I don’t even understand why they call Bellarke a crackship at all.

AT THE VERY LEAST, Bellamy and Clarke are friends. Probably even best friends. Sometimes we call this friendship.

Friendships are still ships. Like Jasper/Monty or Abby/Raven. Familial ships are still ships. Like Abby/Clarke or Bellamy/Octavia. Do we call any of those crackships? Nope.

Crackship does not equal ‘not romantic right now’, crackship means ‘not gonna happen in any context’. Of which Bellarke is not, because they have been happening as (at the very least) a friendship since season 1.

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Requested: Can you make a fight imagine?

I’m really sorry this one isn’t so good. I know I haven’t been posting alot lately but I’ve been so distracted. I have like 4 exams in the next week and have been studying like crazy. I’m just really distracted so bare with me, the imagines will eventually get better again.


Originally posted by xkidrauhlswaggy

“I’m not bashing on you, Justin.” You rolled your eyes.

He sighed loudly, running a hand through his buzz cut. Justin and yourself have been best friends since you both where 8 and are even shipped by his beliebers. Ever since your parents died and you went to go live with your grandmother in Canada - which is where you met Justin - you’ve been by each others side ever since. You’re so close to Justin that you classify him as a blood related brother and in the amount of fights you’ve ever had, this one was probably the worst by far.

“Your just like everyone else.” He growled. “All my beliebers are bashing me for dating Sophia and now you are too. Your supposed to be my best friend, not against me.”

“I’m not against you Justin. I just think Sophia has really changed you and I don’t like it!” I stated.

“She isn’t changing me.”

“Justin, you threatened to delete your Instagram just for this girl. It’s not fair to your beliebers that there trying to be protective and your pushing them away. So what if this girls getting hated on? She should of saw this coming and dealt with it instead of letting you do it for her so you can get more hate. You would never do that for any other girl, not even me!”

“You sound exactly like everyone else!” He whined. I sighed and watched as he stomped through the living room, towards the kitchen.

“Don’t walk away from me Justin.” I growled, running after him. He was sitting on the kitchen stool, phone in hand. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“Calling Sophia.” He shrugged rudely.

I scoffed. “Seriously?”

He nodded.

“Your picking your girlfriend of which you met 2 months ago over your Bestfriend who’s been there through everything since you were 8.” I laughed sarcastically. Was he serious?

But he didn’t seem to have cared about my mini speech since he ignored everything I had just said to reply to Sophia. “Hey….yeah.”

I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms over my chest and shifted my weight onto the opposite foot as I watched him.

“I don’t know? Are you?….. Nah I’m not doing anything important.”

I scoffed loudly but he didn’t even bother to spare me a glance.

“Nah, nah come over… Yeah Im sure. It’s fine. Ok bye baby.”

He hung up, but didn’t put down his phone, just began typing away on the screen.

“Y-You done?” I rudely asked. “Are you done being rude or…?”

He shrugged. “Don’t know. depends if your going to be down here when Sophia’s here.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll take that as a no. I’m going to my room.”

I began walking out the kitchen and towards the stairs until a thought popped in my head. I stopped and looked behind me at Justin who was still typing away on his phone. “Now I understand why so many supported Selena on the Instagram fight. Your beliebers don’t deserve the shit there getting from you right now. Without them you wouldn’t even know Sophia. Without them you wouldn’t be here. But there’s one thing that you don’t realise. Even if you had the beliebers or not. Even if you were famous or not, I would still be here. I’ve always been here but right now, in really considering not being here for you.”

That’s when I left, and began stomping my way up the stairs.


Im sorry its really short and crappy. I had writers block for this imagine. :/

anonymous asked:

Do you have any advise for falling out of love? I've been in love with one of my close friends for over three months (he doesnt know) and he has been dating this girl but i'm the only one he tells personal stuff to (not even his best friends we are in the same friend group) and it's been killing me but I think it's best if I keep my distance, don't you think?

It’s sad as your good mates to but distance is probs the best idea if you wanna get over him

Hi everyone I’m kamona I’m 14 in high school  I’m a girl 

I’m looking for a friends or even a best friend 

I love music ; chocolate; the ocean and singing  

I really want a best friend 

I don’t mind if you are a boy or girl 

But between the ages of 14 and 16 

I’m kinda a shy but once u get comfortable being ur friend or bestie I can be kinda crazy if you are intrested you can DM me on intagram  @kamona_naidoo5 or email me naidoo.kamona5@ gmail.com I really would like a best friend and some friends 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.