not in the way we were meant to believe

gavrockandroll  asked:

a Concept- lance got picked on as a kid in that "mocking-compliment-so-if-you-tell-on-us-we'll-just-say-we-were-being-nice" way so even now when people compliment him he tends to read it as an insult so one day he gets annoyed like "how come u guys never tell me i'm doing a good job like u do for everyone else" and they're like "???? we did remember when we said these things???" and he's just like "wait u actually meant that??? wtf i thought u guys were mocking me this whole time"

A concept- Lance was also the kid who was “fat” and “ugly” so when people call him beautiful he thinks that they’re pitying him. And he believes that if he doesn’t watch what he eats, or how he looks, he won’t be liked. 

So, I have theory.

I would like to direct your attention to this particular clip for a second. I know that there were other ‘Anti appearances’ earlier in the video, but this one tickled me a little more.

Firstly, I would like to point out that Jack’s head is twitching in this part but there are no glitches. It could be because he was trying to imitate the figures in the room, but I have a different theory. There have been many posts talking about how it could be Anti in control and that Jack is the one stuck inside, trying to break his way through with the glitches. There’s even been some proof in previous ‘appearances’. But, just as we saw, there were no glitches in this particular part, which leads us to believe that whoever was in control meant to do that. And who is the one who is known to glitch out or twitch? Anti.

Secondly, I’d like to point out that ‘smiley faced freaks’ was said quite aggressively. We could even say that he sounded genuinely angry about them. Jack would have no reason to say it in such a tone, other than the fact that they’d just scared him - if this is Jack speaking. But could it be that there’s a deeper meaning behind this frustration? For example, we know that Anti and Jack are polar opposites; Jack is positive, happy and kind while Anti is aggressive, violent and just generally a source of negative vibes. Could it be that Anti doesn’t like Jack’s happiness? Could it be that Jack’s happiness fuels his anger because his one goal is to destroy that? If this is the case, then it would be expected of Anti to get mad about anything related to positivity - to Jack. And who would be so aggressive about something so nice and go as far as indirectly insulting Jack and calling him a ‘smiley faced freak’? That’s right - Anti.

Anti has been trapped for so long inside Jack’s mind, one could only imagine how much anger and resentment he holds towards Jack. There is no proof of Jack’s official return after ‘Say Goodbye’, so it is possible that Anti has been here all along. And now with Detention, Anti’s cover is being blown - he’s cracking slowly and Jack is coming back. But we don’t know what Anti’s doing to Jack or what he has planned. Is he planning something? He’s captured Jack, so what more could Anti possibly want?

Could it be that Anti is coming for us next? Is Jack trying to warn us?


( because the world needs more salt && complications. feel free to change up the context or pronouns! )

❛❛ No. No, no, no — you really don’t want me as a soulmate. ❜❜
❛❛ So, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me. ❜❜
❛❛ Can we just - forget about this? ❜❜
❛❛ We’re not meant for each other. Trust me. ❜❜
❛❛ You’re my soulmate? Wow - talk about a let-down. ❜❜
❛❛ We were only supposed to be friends. ❜❜
❛❛ Something’s wrong with this shit system. We are not soulmates! ❜❜
❛❛ How is that I love them more, when you’re my soulmate? ❜❜
❛❛ I know how you look at him - even though you’re not his. ❜❜
❛❛ Please, believe me. You are not my soulmate. You can’t be. ❜❜
❛❛ I don’t want a soulmate. ❜❜
❛❛ Find someone else - I don’t need this in my life. ❜❜
❛❛ No way - I can’t have TWO soulmates. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m not very good with commitment, or soulmates, or love. ❜❜
❛❛ Oh - this. This is a joke. Very funny. You can call April Fools now. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m not good enough for you. This is wrong. ❜❜
❛❛ Life is cruel, huh? Pairing us together like this. ❜❜
❛❛ To think we were fated to grow old together makes my stomach turn. ❜❜
❛❛ Why is fate such a bitch? Why are you a bitch? ❜❜
❛❛ This wasn’t supposed to be real. It was a joke. ❜❜
❛❛ I don’t know what’s worse. The fact you love them, or the fact I love you. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m not suddenly trusting you with my heart! Or anything! ❜❜
❛❛ I wish I could clean this mark off with some fate-Windex or something. ❜❜
❛❛ Scary, right? Tied to a person you might not even know. ❜❜
❛❛ I can’t trust you to love me. Not fully. ❜❜
❛❛ We weren’t supposed to fall in love like this. ❜❜
❛❛ I’m going to be frank, && say I have zero attraction to you. So this is a mistake. ❜❜
❛❛ We’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats. ❜❜
❛❛ Things were better before this stupid mark, & stupid fate. ❜❜
❛❛ I’ve tried. You can’t cut the string. I’ve tried, trust me, I’ve tried. ❜❜
❛❛ This mark. It appeared this morning. I don’t want it - I. Don’t. Want. It. ❜❜    

By now you’ve probably realized that I’ve stepped outside of your door into a world where I don’t end up with you. And nothing was harder that having to drag my feet places they didn’t want to go. I never wanted to live and breathe in a world I didn’t get to share with you. And in the aftermath of everything we were, I woke to the realization that I could have never been meant for you. After all our hands never fit together the way I wanted them too. And you never cared enough to read my poems, not even the ones that were about you. At the end of it all, you kept your word in saying that you had not yet learned how to love anything. I should have believed you then. I should have left the morning after you decided my body should come without emotional baggage. And yet I did not. I let you touch me in all the ways you wanted. I became woman enough for you to touch and sunk back into myself on the days when you decided I was too hard to love. I tried to make myself smaller for you. I became less vocal, started to shift my weight towards that of a woman who gave everything to a man who didn’t deserve any of it. And I am sorry for how much I gave to you. I am sorry for the way your bones crushed beneath the weight of all the things I wished we’d become. I am sorry for loving you at a time where it was not what your hands were reaching for. I don’t blame you for it because you were honest from the beginning about all of the ache in your upbringing and I should have listened. I should have hushed the voice of that naive girl who wanted to fix all you broken. Most of all, I am sorry for not leaving sooner. For trying to mold you into someone ready to commit. For trying to make you want the same things out of this as I did because it turns out- we were never on the same page. Your hands were just looking for a place to rest upon, they were never looking for a love to hold on to.

The Elephant in the Room

Guys. It’s been staring at us, in plain sight. The elephant in the room is “we had one night.” But Sherlock and John’s love remained unspoken because 1) neither Sherlock nor John thought their love for the other was requited after that night; 2) Sherlock believed falling in love with John cost Mycroft Bond Air. 

Somewhere along the way, Sherlock became unsure if that one-night had happened at all. The night he loved and was loved by John in every way imaginable.

It all happened during ASiB. The clues can be found on John’s blog first, with The Woman as a disguise; then, the show itself. Let me walk you through the…… devastation.

I had thought this meant there were missing pieces about the confrontation between Sherlock, Mycroft and Irene Adler at the end of ASiB – we all saw what happened, but John couldn’t blog about it due to Official Secrets Act. Odd, isn’t it? But it was never about Irene Adler; it was always about Sherlock and John. The comments provided clues.

Room. Fancy. Revolver. John’s starving. Sherlock would love some… brunch. They missed brunch, but Ms. Hudson was able to feed them lunch after all. Sherlock thought it was incredibly tedious to talk in codes because of some ridiculous law thing. Cake… may be death in S4, but it was sex first.

The Elephant in the Room post is smoke and mirrors, but Sherlock’s comments were very telling. Go look. I’m going to give you evidence from the show itself now. Let’s starting with ASiB:

Sherlock knew he was in love with John since… probably the end of ASiP. But ASiB was where he (mistakenly) came to realize that caring is not an advantage and John likely didn’t feel the same. 

After TGG Sherlock thought they were getting somewhere; but by Christmas, they were still stuck in 1895. Sherlock was so jealous of John’s strings of girlfriends he took it out on Molly (the Christmas party deduction was about himself). But, later on, during Irene Adler’s “fake death” period, Sherlock and John ended up spending one night together. But in the end it cost Mycroft Bond Air - Sherlock was able to say everything in the scene above with certainty and vehement because he was speaking from… experience. 

The one night was likely before this:

The reappearance of Irene Adler and the scenes that followed… led to John and Sherlock each had their moment of confusion:

They both thought they were… together, like, together; but after seeing the exchange between Sherlock and Irene, John likely thought he was just a placeholder (yes Irene was flirting but Sherlock was completely oblivious which John couldn’t tell for some reason). The whole Hemish baby name thing flew over Sherlock’s head but he did notice that John was… confused and unhappy. Mycroft was right, in a way:

The 007 deduction was Sherlock’s desperate attempt to show off – for John’s benefit. Sadly, John missed it completely and likely thought Sherlock was trying to impress Irene Adler.

Sherlock and John’s one-night gave context to the exchange between John and Mycroft at Speedy’s:

Translation: I know Sherlock is gay because I had sex with him. But he doesn’t love me or Irene Adler for that matter. I don’t think.

Which prompt Mycroft’s question about Sherlock’s heart; he thought John would have the answer given the new… status. In the end, Mycroft settled with letting John know that he was well aware of the fact that they’ve been busy, and when the “one-night” happened:

(You can see John visibly “gulp” in this scene)

After Sherlock’s return, the memory of that one-night became… unreliable.

Tessa’s dinner with a ghost could’ve been a callback to ASiP, but the editing is telling a very different story:

You can go back to watch it – despite the way the subtitle appears, the first scene cut exactly at the end of “one night”, and the second scene came in right before “dinner.” The way Sherlock and John reacted in the scene suggested they both remember their own one-night. Somewhat, under the drunken haze.

HLV rolled around, everything went sideways quickly. But again, that one-night provided a very different emotional context to all that happened.

Which brings me to TLD, Sherlock began to remember:

It wasn’t Faith. It was The Lady in Red John.

Not convinced? Ghost has the answer – emotional context again!!

Because just moments before, this:

The revolver. A callback to Sherlock’s last comment on John’s blog post.

I’m going to leave you with the following for now, cause I’m exhasted; this is the reason we are given TFP, emotional context, remember?

I was meant to be with him,” she said,
“That’s one thing I do believe. I believe that we were right for each other at some point and that we were meant to be once upon a time. But in this cruel world of reality life changes before you even have time to blink and suddenly everything you had ever known is no longer familiar to you. I do believe that he was supposed to be my last love, the person that I would grow old with. But I also believe that I fell in love with him too soon, that my eyes landed on him before they were supposed to and perhaps we fucked everything up because we went against fate and met way before our time. It’s like we were so perfect for each other but the universe found ways to tear us apart. It’s like when you’re in the sea and you’re trying to catch the waves with your hands. You know.. When it’s right there in front of you but absolutely impossible to catch.
—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write

I didn’t figure out that Elsewhere University was anything other than a place filled with shivery-but-ultimately-harmless traditions until I’d already started my second year.

It wasn’t anything too exciting - I stumbled into the wrong part of the library, came out and realized I hadn’t missed my afternoon classes after all. I went to class, came back to my dorm room, had a panic attack, and went on with my life. Oh, and I changed my safename. I think I ended up going through half a dozen in the next few weeks, trying to find one that didn’t actually mean anything to me. (I remember Toucan was one of them, though I think I got anxious over what if it somehow offended the crows.) Sunny was the one I stuck with that year, mostly because my TA for Intro to Statistics sat me down and told me to just pick one so he’d know who to give the assignments back to.

I already knew most of the lore by then. I’d thought it was just fun bits of knowledge, traditions and legend-building, but I’ve always collected that kind of thing. After that initial panic (having made sure the horseshoe was securely over my doorway, and stuffed salt packets in all my pockets, and turned my underwear inside-out, and written and deleted several emails to my parents) I remembered that according to everything I heard, Bio majors didn’t usually interact much with the Fae. I’d actually been disappointed by that, back when it was just a story not quite close enough to touch, but it was a comfort now. So once I’d settled on my new safename (and stopped side-eying my poor roommate), I caught up with my assignments and moved on, just a little bit more careful than before.

I fell in love with lab work that year, and on the advice of a professor shifted into the tiny Molecular Biology concentration. Elsewhere University doesn’t do much research, but there’s lab space available for fourth years doing a thesis, and you can use it earlier if you have a Prof willing to supervise and sign off for you. The Molecular Genetics professor was full of ideas for what I could do with the reagents left behind in the fridge and one big freezer, and between us we managed to get me an internship the next summer, to stay and start on my own project.

I spent those months sharing a tiny apartment in the next town over with an English major going into her fourth year. (I don’t know why she was staying for the summer. I asked, but she gave me a different answer every time - she needed to hang teardrops on the rainbow, or count crow’s teeth, or find the door out of the laundry room. After a while, I stopped asking). In the mornings she’d drive us both into the university, and in the evenings I’d either wait for her in the library (always near the front) or I’d take the single late-night bus that ran from the university to the middle of town.

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ashleyisaboysnametoo  asked:

Not meant to incite anything, but could you direct me to information about appropriation of taxes for schools? I always thought if, say, a particular state were taxing for education that it would be distributed evenly but always wondered why it didn't seem that way. After what you said, and I believe it, I'm curious as to how they appropriate funds based on contribution since other public works like roads or infrastructure is meant to be distributed evenly.. Agh. Why do humans lack compassion :/

Different states handle funding differently. I’m most familiar with Texas, since I live and teach here. 

Here’s some rather official and dense information about how Texas funds education.

This article goes into some of the specific issues and efforts we have

A collection of Texas Tribune articles on the subject.

Many of the education issues in Texas, including funding. 

The short version is that Texas does not have a state income tax (which is how many other states pay for education.) Instead, we use local property tax, which stays in the communities it comes from. So rich communities pay more property tax and have nicer schools. Poor communities, particularly those with lots of renting, pay far less property tax, and have chronically underfunded school. Every few years this obvious bullshit goes to court, but so far no change. 

Greased. - Chapter One  - Bucky & Steve x Readers Fanfic.

Originally posted by annieblogss

Originally posted by seb-stanners

A/N - So I hope this goes well and everyone enjoys it. It’s reverse Grease to a point. I will probably be completely inaccurate here, but here goes nothing.Had to include OC due to not being able to juggle to main reader POV. Avengers AU. I don’t own Grease nor the Avengers, js.

Steve x Reader
Bucky x OC (Rachel)

 - Imagine Grease but in reverse. It’s the 50s and two best friends are in The Widows gang, a group of not so friendly girls. They  fall for the not so dumb jock and the other a class clown. This could only go wrong.

(Part 2)

Warnings: Future smut, just cursing in this chapter.

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Romione Fic...

Hey all…

Is there a fanfic where Lavender isn’t an idiot?

Hear me out.

For some odd reason - which has yet to be explained to me - a lot of people hate Ron Weasley. And this… I don’t understand, b/c Ron Weasley is possibly one of the greatest characters ever. And my question is…Why does Hermione Granger get a free pass?

Allow me to explain.

(I think it matters to say here that I am a 35 year old woman, who’s teenage years are far behind her, which allows her some perspective)

Hermione Granger is an amazing feminist character (whether or not the author intended her to be that way is not the question here), but in being a feminist character, that doesn’t necessarily mean that she gets to be a raging bitch, b/c hey, feminism. That’s actually the opposite of the entire point of feminism, b/c feminism means that both genders are treated equally…And anyone want to tell me who in the Golden Trio seemingly always gets the shit end of the stick?!?!?!?

This is not to say that Ron didn’t act like a douche sometimes. Of course he did, he was a teenager, who already had massive issues w/ self-worth & inadequacy, growing up in a family where he felt that he was always the least loved. And I don’t understand how, in fandom, it seems like Hermione’s feelings get all this consideration & sympathy, while it feels like Ron’s feelings are just met w/ a “get over yourself.”


And that’s why I wanna find a fanfic in which Lavender isn’t some bimbo. I want to read a fanfic in which Hermione gets put to task, not b/c I don’t love her (cuz I do), but b/c I feel that Ron’s actions in HBP…Are kinda…Normal? Ron has never felt wanted, not by a member of the opposite sex. Hermione has (does no one remember Victor Krum?!?!?). Why is it thatHermione gets to have that experience, but Ron doesn’t?!?!?

I mean… Am I the only one in fandom who would want to see an epic Lavender/Hermione showdown? I kinda get that Lavender was written has a piece of fluff in the books, but I think I would love to read a fanfic in which Lavender (or some other love interest, who knows?) puts Hermione to task for expecting Ron to just know how she feels, when she spends a good amount of time…shitting on him? Like…Even if it wasn’t for the whole “we were stupid teenagers” thing…Doesn’t that hold merit, a little bit?

And before anyone says anything - they need each other. I completely & utterly believe that Ron & Hermione are meant to be together. I think they make perfect sense, they click in ways that I don’t even think they fully understand. I believe that Ron is Hermione’s heart, while Hermione is Ron’s head. I think they complete each other - not to say that they were incomplete w/out each other, but I think that they’re better people, more complete people themselves, w/ the other by their side. I think Ron knows Hermione a shitload better than she thinks he does. I think Hermione has a love/hate relationship w/ all the feelings Ron brings out in her - hates the way that he can make her lose her head, but loving the fact that he does, & can.

But… I kinda feels to me that people seem to think that Hermione “settled”, that Ron doesn’t deserve her, like she’s some perfect paragon of virtue. She isn’t. No one is. These are imperfect characters, these are human characters, who fuck up & say shitty things, & can sometimes act like complete & utter douchebags. That’s why I wanna read a fanfic in which Hermione is treated like…A human? Not “the brightest witch of her age”, not some incredibly intimidating person who people are afraid of.

No. I want to read a fanfic in which, for once, Hermione does some reflecting. In which it’s pointed out that it’s kinda fucked up that he almost had to die for her to speak to him in HBP. That she needs to do some growing up, too.

Ya know?

HSM3 Song Lyrics Meme Pt. 1

Now or Never

  • “Are you ready?”
  • “Are you with me?”
  • “The way we play tonight is what we leave behind.”
  • “It all comes down to right now.”
  • “It’s up to us.”
  • “This is the last time to get it right.”
  • “History will know who we are.”
  • “It’s now or never.”

Right Here Right Now

  • “Can you imagine what would happen if we could have any dream?”
  • “I wish this moment was our to own and that it would never leave.”
  • “Where you are is where I should be too.”
  • “I’ll promise you somehow.”
  • “But right now there’s you and me.”
  • “We’ve already proved it works.”
  • “But in 2123 hours, a bend in the universe is gonna make everything in our whole world change.”
  • “I’m looking at you and my heart loves the view.”
  • “You mean everything.”
  • “So let’s make every second last.”

I Want It All

  • “Imagine having everything we ever dreamed.”
  • “Do you want it?”
  • “With you we can win!”
  • “Bigger is better and better is bigger.”
  • “A little bit is never enough.”
  • “You gotta have your star on the door.”
  • “Here in the spotlight we shine.”

Can I Have This Dance 

  • “Take my hand, take a breath.”
  • “Pull me close and take one step.”
  • “Keep your eyes locked on mine.”
  • “It’s like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you.”
  • “It’s one in a million the chances of feeling the way we do.”
  • “And with every step together we just keep on getting better.”
  • “Don’t be afraid, afraid to fall.”
  • “Can I have this dance?”
  • “Every turn will be safe with me.”
  • “You know I’ll catch you through it all.”
  • “Even a thousand miles can’t keep us apart.”
  • “My heart is wherever you are.”
  • “No mountain's too high and no ocean’s too wide.”
  • “Let it rain, let it pour.”
  • “What we have is worth fighting for.”
  • “You know I believe that we were meant to be.”

A Night To Remember

  • “Guess now it’s official.”
  • “Don’t panic.”
  • “Panic!”
  • “Do we have to dress up for the prom?”
  • “I don’t think we have a choice.”
  • “We’re dressing to impress the boys.”
  • “Do i want classic or vintage or plaid?”
  • “Where’s the mirror?”
  • “It makes me look weird.”
  • “Been waiting all our lives for this.”
  • “It’s gonna be a night to remember!”
  • “Big fun!”
  • “We’ll never ever ever forget.”
  • “It’s getting later we should already be there.”
  • “I’m shaking inside.”
  • “Then something changes my world.”
  • “The most beautiful girl right in front of my eyes.”
  • “Who’s that girl/guy?”

Just Wanna Be With You

  • “I got a lot of things I’ve got to do.”
  • “Our future’s coming soon.”
  • “I’m being pulled a hundred different directions.”
  • “But whatever happens, I know I’ve got you.”
  • “You’re on my mind, you’re in my heart.”
  • “It doesn’t matter where we are.”
  • “We’ll be alright, even if we’re miles apart.”
  • “All I wanna do is be with you.”
  • “There’s nothing we can’t do.”
  • “No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart.”
  • “You know how life can be, it changes overnight.”
  • “A friend like you always makes it easy.”
  • “Through every up and every down, you know I’ll always be around.”
  • “Through anything you can count on me.”
This one question—“What do I know for certain?”— is tremendously powerful. When you look deeply into this question, it actually destroys your world. It destroys your whole sense of self, and it’s meant to. You come to see that everything you think you know about yourself, everything you think you know about the world, is based on assumptions, beliefs, and opinions—things you believe because you were taught or told that they were true. Until we start to see these false perceptions for what they really are, consciousness will be imprisoned within the dream state.
In the same way, as soon as we allow ourselves to realize, “My gosh, I know almost nothing: I don’t know who I am. I don’t know what the world is. I don’t know if this is true. I don’t know if that is true,” something within our being opens up. When we are willing to step into the unknown and its inherent insecurity, and not run back to anything for cover or for comfort—when we are willing to stand as if facing an oncoming wind and not wince—we can finally face our actual self.
—  Adyashanti
Stronger Than You (Star Butterfly Parody)

I’m sure you know now
Without a doubt
All my feelings and my flaws have revealed who I truly am
What I’m all about
Well I guess now my secret’s out
I only wanted to break a few rules
I never guessed we would come upon a fate so cruel
But now I’ve come to clearly see
It just wasn’t meant to be

Please believe me I would stay if I were able
Can’t you tell my emotions are unstable?
I appreciate the friendship that you gave me
But right now, I’m a threat to your safety
Nothing will replace what we had together
I wanted it to stay that way forever
The power from our bond surpassed our opponents’
I don’t know why I had thought for a moment
That this could be

Love, love, love
Love, love, love

I’m a shooting star
The Rebel Princess
But I don’t think I’m strong enough to keep going on like this
Because I have this feeling
That I don’t understand
But I can’t let him hurt my family
And I can’t let him hurt my friend

Please believe me I would stay if I were able
Can’t you see that my magic is unstable?
Thought I could ignore my problems and my mistakes
But by now it’s too little and too late
And I really hope that she treats you well
Now I’m forced to bid you my farewell
There’s been a cleaving
Soon I’ll be leaving
To another dimension

It’s all because
Of love, love
And it’s always been you
Love, love, love
It has always been you
Love, love, love
It has always been you
Love, love, love

Original Song: Stronger Than You from Steven Universe
Original Song by: Rebecca Sugar
Parody lyrics by: picklepie888
Fandom: Star vs. The Forces of Evil

Sten: I knew one of your countrymen once, elf.
Zevran: Oh? Have you been to Antiva, then?
Sten: No. Until I came to Ferelden, I had never left the islands. She came to Seheron twice a year with the traders who bought spices from the northern jungle. Only she among the traders would speak to the antaam. Questions about the rainforest, its depths, and the things to be seen there. We humored her. She was… an unfortunate soul.
Zevran: Unfortunate in what way?
Sten: She was a Crow, as you were. Sent to assassinate the kithshoks, leaders of the army of Seheron, for the Tevinter Imperium. We knew this, and pitied her.
Zevran: I’m surprised you did not simply slay her.
Sten: There was no need. Her questions were meant to show her the way through the jungle towards our fortifications. And so one day, she snuck into the jungle to find her target. We found the pieces of her body in a tree, where the spotted cats kept them for later. We had never told her that our kithshoks were the ones who negotiated all the trades at the port.
Zevran: Then she was a fool. That’s not very sympathetic, I’m afraid.
Sten: It was her ignorance we pitied, not her mistake. She believe we hoarded things we cared for as her own people do. We were sorry for her, that she thought only some people were important.

best friends

a/n: i need someone in my life asap why do i do this to myself,,, i hope you like this anyway!!

word count: 1,8k

pairing: chris x reader

warnings: so so sO cheesy and [chandler bing voice] i loathe myself


gif isn’t mine!

Ever since the day Chris met you he knew you were going to leave an impact in his life. To this day, he actually remembers the scenario you met in perfectly to every little detail. It was a cloudy day and little five year old Christoffer had chosen to go out and hang out in the park close to his home. He was used to play a fireman there alone, which was exactly what he had planned to do but then his eyes landed on you.

You didn’t remember anything from that day or that specific moment, but Chris did. You were playing in the sandbox, building what looked like a castle with the help of your red wooden shovel. Chris was intrigued by your presence, slowly walking closer and closer to you. He found it odd that someone was in his park and in his sandbox and on top of all that it was a girl. Weren’t girls supposed to stay inside and play princesses?

This was the part he always teased you about, no matter the situation you were in he talked to you about it. You were pretty sure at his death bed he’d still be talking about it. Chris was apparently about to reach out to you, when you suddenly had turned around to slap him with your shovel in the forearm. Little Chris hadn’t even been that upset about it, which you highly doubted, and had started to talk to you.

That basically was how you met, and shortly after that you became inseparable. Everyone knew that you were a package deal and would do anything for each other. Some found it annoying, some found it cute. Many had mistaken your friendship for an actual relationship, including your parents.

You felt somewhat anxious when the subject of you and Chris dating came up, since you knew Christoffer’s feelings towards you were strictly platonic. Or so you thought, Chris felt like laughing every time he realized how much he liked you. Hell, he was pretty sure he was way past the liking phase and was slowly but surely falling in love, a thing that he didn’t believe in.

By the time you got in high school, Chris was asked to join The Penetrators. Things had changed since, he became a complete fuckboy and you learnt to push your feelings towards Christoffer aside and even got a boyfriend. Chris on the other hand just basically went from one girl to another, never letting things get too serious since it wouldn’t be right when he had feelings for someone else.

Christoffer loathed your boyfriend and the fact that he had feelings for you wasn’t even the biggest reason for it. You deserved much better than that tool, who was probably just using you. Chris did everything humanly possible to not let his feelings about the relationship show, but you knew him and picked up on it pretty quickly. He was glad that you never got mad at him for it and were actually understanding. Another quality of yours he loved.

And one day, all those things he thought about your boyfriend were proven right. You had called him and asked if it was okay if you came over, Chris immediately responding ’yes of course’ and basically pushing his guests out of his place.

He could’ve sworn his heart broke the instant he opened the door, your normal state of cheerfulness and kindness gone and replaced with tear stained cheeks. Chris wasn’t dumb, he immediately knew what had happened and he was boiling with anger, he might’ve even been furious. At that moment he knew that getting angry was useless, when all you needed was someone to comfort you. Chris gave you an apologetic smile before pulling you in a hug, his arms carefully wrapped around your waist, drawing soothing circles to your back.

Chris held you for a good 15 minutes, not caring if people in the streets could see the scene. When you managed to calm down, you pulled away from Chris and saw that his once gray sweater was soaked through and had mascara stains on it. It was your turn to give him an apologetic smile, he just shook his head and told you ’it’s okay’.

He motioned for you to come in, closing the door behind when you did. You sat on his couch as he went in the kitchen to get you tissues so you’d look less like a panda. He came back quickly, holding the tissues towards you along with a cup of tea which you gladly took. Chris hesitated for a moment not sure if sitting next to you was the best option, before deciding against and just go for it.

Silence fell in the room, you were getting your thoughts together whilst carefully sipping on your tea and Chris was just waiting to see if you’d speak up, he didn’t except anything though. It actually surprised him when you started talking.

”I saw with another girl. You were right Chris and I was dumb enough to not believe you, I’m sorry.” You said, avoiding his gaze because truthfully you were ashamed. He didn’t like the guy and had had the guts to tell you why, you were stupid enough to not believe him.

Christoffer furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion. You were smart, or at least smart enough to not blame yourself for things that happened despite what you did. Chris realized that he had been quiet for a long time and you had started to stress.

”No, no, no, no, it’s not your fault,” he hurriedly told you as you turned to look at him. Your eyes were still red from the crying and there still was smudged mascara on your face, despite all that he found you beautiful. ”You’re smart, you know this is not your fault. He’s an ass and you’re better off without him. I could’ve been completely wrong about him, but you chose to trust him because that’s what you do in relationships. This particular guy wasn’t the right one for you, but someone else is and I sincerely hope you’ll find him soon.”

You smiled weakly at Chris, still feeling a little down. Chris was right, he almost always was. You were thankful for having him even as only a friend, even though you wanted so much more. Chris pulled you closer for another hug, you were glad he did. Even when things got complicated Chris was always there. You hadn’t realized how tired you were until you started to feel yourself fall asleep in his arms. It felt right, like this was the place you belonged in.

Chris looked at you peacefully sleep in his arms, his cheeks flushing a bit. He couldn’t believe how lucky he had gotten to get a best friend like you and get the chance to fall for you. Moments later, he could feel his eyelids get heavy, him now falling asleep too. His grip was tight enough to keep you in place, your head on his shoulders.


All of that had happened a week ago now, neither one of you really talking. You were the first one to wake up that day, your cheeks flushing red when you found yourself cuddling with him. You’ll admit you could’ve handled things differently, you simply untangled your self his tight grip careful enough to not wake him up and left. You felt horrible for it, but Chris never came forward to you concerning the matter.

Chris felt like he had done something wrong, but he was too nervous to talk to you about it. It did hurt him a bit when he saw that you were gone that morning, but he had done that too to many people and it didn’t feel nice. It probably was karma or something like that, he thought. Chris sighed loudly when he heard the doorbell ring. Maybe if he ignored it whoever is trying to get in would give up and go, but much to his discomfort that didn’t happen. He opened the door, only to see you once again behind it. He was surprised to say the least.

”I’m sorry I just practically barged in with no notice or anything, but I really need to talk to you.” Chris could tell you were nervous, so he just nodded and let you come in. He gave you an excepting look, waiting for you to explain your sudden visit when you hadn’t talked in a week.

”I’m really sorry for leaving you then, it was wrong. I guess I just got nervous, you make me nervous in general, but like in a good way and I had planned out a whole speech but now I’m completely ruining it by blabbering,” you told him quickly, the rush in your tone surprising yourself too. Over the span of the week in which you and Chris didn’t talk, you had realized how strong your feelings towards him were. You talked about it to Noora, who convinced you to just tell Chris even though it might not end up well. And that was what you were trying to do right now, come clean to him about your feelings except that it had gone much more smoothly whilst rehearsing in your room.

”I really like you Chris and I want to be with you and I totally understand if you don’t feel the same.” You said, only now daring to look up at Chris. Your eyes went wide when you saw his expression, his eyes were beaming with admiration and love, a dorky smile plastered on his perfectly carved face.

That was all the confirmation you needed to know he felt the same way. Your heart was racing when he placed his hand on the small of your back to pull you closer. His face was inches apart from yours, his breath fanning over your face. And then he leaned in, tenderly capturing your lips in his. You both poured all the feelings you had ever had in that kiss.

It didn’t feel weird like you had anticipated at first, it felt normal. It felt like after years of pushing back your feelings, pieces of the puzzle were finally getting in the right place, as it was meant to be. Chris was the one to pull away, the smile he previously had still on his face.

”Can you believe how much of a cliché we are?” Chris said, earning a laugh from you. It was true, but neither one would want it to be any other way. You were both happy and eager to make this work. Maybe your destiny was to become best friends and fall in love. Maybe, just maybe you were soulmates.

Don't Forget

For the @xfficchallenges Dialogue Only

Season 9, before NIHT



“Mulder, it’s the only way.”

“I can’t do that, Scully. Don’t ask me to do that.”

“This is killing me too but you have to be safe.”

“How could I possibly do that? It would be the coward’s thing to do!”

“We’ve lost you once already, Mulder! Don’t ask me to go through that again! I can’t bury you again!”

“I love you both so much and he’s the best thing I’ve ever been a part of. I can’t leave you, I can’t.”

“I love you too, Mulder, and our son deserves to know you, he won’t be able to do that if you’re dead.”

“I just can’t…a father is suppose to protect, be there. He’s going to think I didn’t want him.”

“No. That’s not what this is. I’ll tell him everyday, every minute I’m with him of how much you love him.”

“I… there has to be another way. We have always found a way. You said so yourself, I just came back, how could I possibly leave? We have a child together, Scully.”

“Mulder, your life is in serious danger. We can’t take chances like before because we have a child now.”

“But what about you and William? How do I know this isn’t all part of some plan to get to you and the baby? What if they come after you?”

“You heard what Kersh said…Mulder I’m afraid. This time they want to make sure to get rid of you for good. I can’t do this alone, without you at all. But at least if you’re out there, safe and alive, I’ll keep going, for all of us.”

“Come with me.”


“Come with me. Please, Dana, come with me.”

“I can’t-”

“I can’t leave you.”


“I can’t. Shhh. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…I should have never come back.”

“Don’t say that!”

“This is what I was afraid of. Look at what I’m putting you through. I should have just-”

“No! We will be together, we’ll find a way but you need to stay alive, Mulder.”

“I want to be here, with you. I can’t leave him.”

“I can’t risk him never seeing his father. And you can’t risk not being able to ever see him again.”

“The guys can, uh, help with the arrangements, there’s a plan in case it ever came to this. Shit! We were suppose-”

“No, the less I know the better your chances. Any knowledge I have of your whereabouts will only endanger you.”

“I just can’t believe this is happening. I meant for things to be so different, Dana.”

“I know I-”

“I’ll get him.

“Hey buddy, it’s okay I’ve gotcha…it’s okay, shhh shhh, it’s going to be okay. I love you, don’t ever forget that. I love you so much. Please, don’t forget me. Shhh shhh don’t forget…”


Touhou 12   (Emotional Skyscraper ~ Cosmic Mind)

—English fanlyrics—

Join with me…  One innocent plea…

This world is filled with light, if only you choose to see.

Hail to the treasure.  Let us come together, the way that we were meant to be.

And maybe we can live in peace and understanding; build it from a fantasy.

Rise above and you’ll have found it–  pause and look around it,

A place where nothing else was ever real.

In a world that truly needs it, any who believe it can chase a forgotten ideal.

Join with me…  One innocent plea…

This world is filled with light, and surely there’s more to see

   In a line with no ordering.

    Imagine a land with no bordering!

      Shining the brightest,

       On the path that is righteous:

         For many kinds, there is one kindness!

Hail to the treasure.  Here, we come together, the way that we were meant to be.

I know that we can live in peace and understanding, more than just a fantasy.

You can break the bonds that seal it–  only you can feel it,

And no one else can tell you how to feel…

But I’ll help you if you need it.  Any who believe it can join with me by the hand,

Facing the promised land, chase a forgotten ideal.

(Long nights, dark eyes…  seize light, now, let us rise…)

As we stand, on the peak of our passions here,

Hand in hand, each reaching to an equal length…

None above another– each enlightened unto it, this highest point of truth:

That sameness shall be our greatest strength.


There will be many trials of our patience here,

On our path to realize the final goal…

Follow me, my brother– free from fragile attachments, embrace your inner essence:

One precious part of a cosmic whole.

Under skies overcast with the pain of fear,

Fear no pain, and rise above the fear of death.

At the least, I ask… faith, lead us never to fear these friends we cherish dear:

We chant in one voice, one single breath.

We believe it is so, then it shall be so.

Find one ground where surely we can all agree.

Now repress no longer these pure thoughts that will save us, these gifts the heavens gave us:

See how the world was meant to be.


Hail to the treasure.  Let us come together, the way that we were meant to be.

And maybe we can live in peace and understanding; build it from a fantasy.

Rise above and you’ll have found it–  pause and look around it,

A place where nothing else was ever real.

In a world that truly needs it, any who believe it can chase a forgotten ideal…

yandere sentence starters.

    inspired by / taken from ( x ) gore tw.

“I really love you! These are my confessions. My confessions of love!”
“Don’t be scared, baby. I’ll make you love me, no matter what it takes…”
“(He/she/they) unfortunately (don’t/doesn’t) love (c/n) in a ground-worshipping, “I’ll do anything” kind of way, but more in a “mine, mine, MINE!” kind of way.”
“The whole system is about him getting matched up with the meanest, most efficient death machine in a forest full of bloodthirsty she-bitches. Yeah, settling down and raising a family is probably his only option here. Makes perfect sense, Nature.”
“I love you, in my own crazy, crazy way…”
“Say that you want me every day, that you want me every way, that you need me.”
“If you don’t, I’ll slit your throat, so won’t you please be nice?”
“(c/n) falls in love. (his/her/their) hate is safer.”
“Nobody’s gonna take you away from me. Not even me, see? I’ll kill me before that happens.”
“We were supposed to make (him/her/them) fall in love with you, not become psychologically obsessed with you!”
“Well, what am I supposed to do? You won’t answer my calls, you change your number, I’m not going to be ignored, (c/n)!”
“I’m half crazy all for the love of you.”
“Now, baby, your love has sent me to jail, but I’d rather die than see you with another!”
“Be mine or you will burn!”
“I know so much about you! I love you, look at everything I’ve done for you! You’d be nothing without me! …Why won’t you answer me?!”
“That’s just how I express my love!”
“You will be mine. It’s not that I’m a jealous man! I JUST DON’T LIKE OTHER PEOPLE TOUCHING MY THINGS!!”
“Say that you love me, and maybe I won’t have to kill you!”
“You’re gonna love me!”
“How the hell have you not learned yet that I am a jealous psychopath?”
“How badly you want to leave my grasp?! … You can’t. You can’t!! I won’t have it!! I WON’T LET YOU!!”
“There is nothing I won’t do for (you/him/her/them). I won’t let anyone come between us. I don’t care what I have to do. I don’t care who I have to hurt. I don’t care whose blood I have to spill. I won’t let anyone take (you/him/her/them) from me. Nothing else matters. No one else matters.”
“Do you know why I’m doing this…? Why I keep fighting to keep you around? I’m doing this…because you’re special, (c/n). You’re the only one who understands me.”
“I’m doing this because I care about you, (c/n)! I care about you more than anybody else! I’m not ready for this to end. I’m not ready for you to leave. I’m not ready to say goodbye to someone like you again… So, please…STOP doing this…AND JUST LET ME WIN!!!”
“I can’t believe you really did it. I was just teasing. I loved you. …Of course, I was coming up here to kill ya. But first, I was going to try and win you back!”
“I was meant to be yours, we were meant to be one. Don’t give up on me now! Finish what we’ve begun.”
“You were meant to be mine. I am all that you need. You carved open my heart, can’t just leave me to bleed!”
“I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love.”
“By the way, I’ll ask you one more time…you love me, right? Just try to say you don’t love me. I’ll rip you and this house apart right here, right now. If you die, you’ll be mine forever, because you’ll live on in my heart as a memory forever.”
“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I can’t bear the thought of seeing (him/her/you/them) with anyone else.”