And my god, I hope you wake up one morning to someone who loves you like you’re a sunflower and they’re desperate to keep you alive.
I hope you dance with them in the small space of your kitchen floor, messy hair and tired eyes because you both been up all night watching movies again.
I hope you laugh with them in a way you never did with anyone else, head tilted back and lips apart as you let out every sound your laugh can possibly make and I hope to god you don’t try to cover your mouth. And if you do, because that’s okay, I know I sometimes do, I hope they stop you.
I hope they grab your hand before it ever comes in contact with your lips and I hope they hold it to their chest as they watch you with kind loving eyes.
Because fuck, everyone knows you deserve it. And I hope you find someone who’ll accept you.
I hope they accept your messy hair in the early morning of the day and I hope they accept the way you sometimes talk too much and can’t seem to stop when you’re nervous or how you still cry yourself to sleep on some nights.
I hope they hold you and kiss you on the places where you’re most insecure at and I hope to god you let them.
I hope you find someone who makes you happy, even when you feel like sometimes, life is too hard for you. And I hope that when you both come across a tough situation and it comes down to a choice where you are one of them,
I hope they choose you. Every goddamn time, I hope they choose you.
I know y'all love pinning Lance, but pls consider PINNING SHIRO.
Shiro who sees this cute guy once and kind of has his shit eating grin remembered in his head for a while and it’s instantly recognizable and he has no idea why.
Shiro who after becoming a paladin and hears Lance’s pickup lines is WEAK to them and he has no idea why bc they’re so fucking horrible but internally he’s melting???
Shiro who tries not to be awkward around Lance one he realizes he’s pinning hardcore, but fails and just gets confusion from Lance bc “Shiro are you okay” no Lance he’s in love and has no idea how to fucking cope with that
Shiro who slips up once and Lance immediately notices and has the slow realization that “oh my god Shiro has a crush on me” which turns to “YES SHIRO HAS A CRUSH ON ME” which leads to them starting to awkwardly date bc Lance is a very outgoing person and I see Shiro as being a bit reserved at first until he becomes more familiar with the fact that wow he’s actually dating Lance and it didn’t blow up in his face
I left my jacket in my friends truck and when I got it back this was left in the pocket. You are so beautiful I wish I could spend every minute with you and I miss you every minute that I’m not I could spend years telling you all the things I like about you So I’m just gonna say in our solar system there’s 9 planets, 204 countries, 809 islands, 7 seas, and I have had the privilege to meet you You to me are 1 in 7 billion and theres no one else Id rather spend time with than you
*sidenote* I’m really sorry for all the stuff that’s been happening lately
Sorry this has been a LONG time coming. I’ve had a lot of life stuffhappen in the last month and it’s meant I haven’t really felt like writing. It also means that this chapter is possibly a bit too angst ridden. Sorry about that (not sorry)
Summary: After a random meeting on Tinder you begin a long distance relationship with Lin while he films Mary Poppins in London. It’s all fluff and sweetness and light until your ex lies and convinces Lin that you are back together, threatening your long distance relationship.
Word Count: 5,232
Warnings: Remember when this started out as fluff? Pro tip: don’t try writing fluff after going through a breakup IRL.
A/N: There’s a lot of discourse on rpf at the moment. This is a rpf and is tagged as such so if that’s not for you then don’t read, and I hope we can still be friends.
Remember the time you used to date Lin-Manuel Miranda? Yeah that was weird.
What a strange sentence to tumble round your brain. The strangest part was that it was in past tense. ‘Dated’. As in you used to date him but not anymore. As in, you fell in love with him far too quickly and your life ruining ex-girlfriend decided to stomp on both your hearts. As in he’s a million miles away across the sea and he’s no longer speaking to you and maybe you should let it go.
I’ve been standing at the edge of the water…
long as I can remember, never really knowing why…
You cringed and closed your eyes as the familiar sounds of the Moana soundtrack blasted out across the tannoy in Target. It was maybe the 6th time you’d heard that song that week while trying to go about your daily life. You abandoned your cart and marched towards the nearest exit. Not today, Satan, not today.
i havent done this in a while and i could use some positivity so heres the exact opposite of a shit list (in no order or like,,, most recent to least recent follow bc im just getting these from my following list so i dont forget anyone lol)
@nikiiforovs i only followed and started talking to her recently but shes super nice and really talented at making graphics??? google how do i be like liz enter
@mysanitynotfound is The Kindest!!! what a darling!!!!! she let me rant about one of my favorite characters in a show she doesnt even watch like when will ur fav ever??
his eyes open, feeling the afternoon sunlight hitting his face. The soft breeze
rustles the curtains, bringing in the smell of Lago di Garda. He felt everything
was in soft-focus, the humid summer air surrounding him. His bare legs stuck to
the cotton sheets. The low hum of the air conditioner, soothing him back into
the mattress. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he turned over towards the warm body
next to him. Derek hummed at the sight of his boyfriend and lightly started tracing
patterns onto his freckled skin. The heat of his skin was warmer than usual,
his sunburnt shoulders radiating heat. Derek knew that the sun had tired him
out, but he couldn’t help but tease. “We didn’t come to Italy just so you could
sleep all day.” Derek said.
to look at him, “’M tired.” His eyelids dropping, “plus it’s too hot.” He added
rolled his eyes, and sat up and stretched. He felt the bed dip as Will slowly
sat up behind him. Will softly kissed his back, mumbling something under his
breath. Derek huffed out a laugh, “What was that?”
I’m still too sensitive from last night.”
up. You know what I mean.” Will said.
of last night, dancing barefoot in between the villas. The sea and cigarette
smoke fragranced the air. Their bodies silhouetted by the moonlight on white sheets.
Making love, soft and sweet, with wine flavored lips. Skin sticky from nectar
and sweat. Falling asleep to the faintest whisper of Italian music.
kissed his neck softly, “Derek” he whined.
turned into Will’s embrace, kissing him slowly. His chapped lips still tasting
faintly of cherry wine. Derek felt as if this was how his soul would finally
find rest. In the arms of the boy he loves, slowly trading kisses back and
forth. Whispering nothing but beautiful words to each other.
– beauty, love, lust. He would be oh so perfect in a flower crown and flowing
white outfit, ensnaring everyone with his god-like beauty, being in charge of
love and lust and having many lovers himself because of this. Tell me that you
can imagine him being birthed from the sea.
– manly beauty, music, arts, healing. The arts and music had to be a member of
the vocal unit, singing sweet songs from the top of Mount Olympus, and healing reminds
me of his smile and his all around sunshine. And I find that there is something
particularly manly about his looks. He would likely have many falling for him
with his beautiful singing voice and gorgeous looks, but would spend his time
looking out for people and healing than dealing in love and lust.
– war, bloodshed, violence. People often associate him with being so small and
angry and I love the idea of him being in control of war and violence. I
imagine him being the calmest god, reining over such terrible things. He would
think of it as a hobbie to deal in the affairs of violence, knowing that humans
are so easily riled up and will go to war over anything, and would enjoy
winding them up and watching the results of the disasters that he could create.
But he would also love holding back, knowing that he had the power to keep the
peace and that he was the only barrier between the people and chaos of the
– the virgin of hearth, home, chastity. Bringing in his wholesomeness and
purity. Him being a beautiful and pure god no matter what, always having the
highest morals and best ideals, wanting the best for the other gods and the humans
down on earth. He would never argue, always being entirely pleasant and calm,
sometimes getting on the nerves of the other gods with this trait of his
– marriage, women, childbirth. (This is going to sound entirely strange) but
because he loves his own mother so much, I love the idea of him caring for all
mothers in general. Him taking on this pure and caring role, using his passion
to vouch for people and look out for what’s best for them. He would see the
purity in children and want to protect it, and see the strength in mothers and
families and want the rest of the gods to see that too.
– seas, rivers, floods, earthquakes. He controls things that are so chaotic,
yet essentially to all life. Water being the key to all life. He is calm and in
control, being a good mater to the essential life and making it a calm and
beautiful element to earth. He would be incredibly humble and peaceful,
well-rounded as a god, but during the rare times when his temper would break,
would see the earth’s worst disasters, the marks of his emotional breakage
leaving scars on the earth.
– reason, wisdom, knowledge. The goddess herself was rumored to have been born
fully armoured, and the idea of that roughness balanced so perfectly with the
calmness of intelligence and reason. He would seem incredibly tough and brooding,
would intimidate the other gods with his presence, and when called to war, in
times when he would have to fight, he would dominate. But he would also be
incredibly calm and reasonable, being the highness of intelligence and knowledge.
– travel, communication, language, writing. Him as a scholar, showing his
colours as a brain. He is more of a bridge between the gods, he helps them
communicate and resolve the conflicts that come up with their larger than life
personalities. He is incredibly important because of this, but his presence is
taken for granted. He lets his emotions fall on the back burner, and lets logic
lead him where he needs to go. He is the great neutral here, on the scale of chaos,
evil, and good.
– parties, festival, madness, ecstasy. In the realm of gods, he is essentially
the sex-crazed, partying, drunk frat boy. He doesn’t give a fuck about having
any real responsibly, and just wants himself and everyone around him to have ‘fun’.
– animals, harvest, wilderness. Him being more wholesome and pure, caring and
bright. Having the responsibility over nature and being on the peaceful side of
side. Showing his goodness.
– metalworking, fire, crafts. Ruling over something as power and destructive as
fire, having a severe and incredibly destructive temper, but being able to
control it. He himself not being controlled by anger, rather being able to do
something good with it and create. He would seem grumpy and intimidating to
others, but he would simply just have a passion for his craft. Playing an
incredibly important role among the gods, creating both armor to protect and
weapons to sway the fate of their fights.
– the ruler of the underworld, death, lost souls. I genuinely believe he has a
dark side and he could make the move to make such a serious betrayal to end up
as ruler of the underworld. And he would love this role so damn much. He would
brood and get every ounce of enjoyment out of being evil. He would make his
presence fill a room, going to every possibly extent to make sure that people
knew he was the baddest motherfucker around.
– described as Hades’ “consort” in the underworld. He also has some darkness in
him. And tell me that you don’t love the idea of the maknae ruling over someone
in hell. But just the both of them committing crimes together, soaking up in
all their evilness. It’s the best part of this whole AU.
(A/N: me and Jaycen were discussing this yesterday and I came up with this. I thought you guys might enjoy this as well, so I wanted to post it. -Tanisha<3)
Yuuri: Viktor, is your name Google? Cause you are everything I've search for :)
Viktor turns fully towards him with a swirl of his skates, and he’s every inch of those unfairly good looking models from shampoo commercials, hair flipping in front of his face only to be swept back by an impalpable breeze (they’re in a closed ambient, how is that even possible).
His mouth slowly stretches into a full toothed, beaming smile, and that’s definitely a blush, isn’t it?
“Yuuri!” is the only warning before he’s got his arms full of excited russian man, and he would fall on his ass, had he been not so thoroughly trained for this particular occasion (that is, Viktor deciding to launch into his arms despite being on a very slippery surface perched on knife shoes). “Did you look it up for me?” Viktor inquires into his neck, sounding incredibly smitten and awed.
Yuuri sheepisly nods, and Viktor makes a squealing noise and starts rubbing his cold nose on his cheek, cooing and swaying them on the ice like a ship in rough sea. “You love me so much,” he tuts, super embarrassingly.
“Yeah, yeah,” Yuuri says, because it’s absolutely true and his husband is a giant baby, and Viktor hugs him even more tightly and makes a high pitched noise, like he’s about to start crying.
“Yaaaaakov,” Yurio hurls, skating past them with a grimace “they’re being disgusting again!”
Summary: Jake finds out that you can play the piano, and asks you to play a song for him.
Author’s Note: wowzas okay here’s a lil jacob imagine for you today !! i really recommend listening to elvis presley’s can’t help falling in love (or you could listen to twenty one pilots’ or dodie clark’s covers of it) since obvs it was my inspiration for this imagine. hope you enjoy it !!
What happens tho? Do the pens have to go searching for a way to keep sid on land? Do they have to fight the kingdom? Does geno have to fight his betrothed? Does the media find out? Are the rookies now terrified? Is everyone freaking out? How do they fix it? Does it happen the Conor is actually also a mermaid who did the same as sid but he's not royal but he's knows who sid is? Does Conor know some magical way to keep sid or does he offer something like finding true happiness or love? Ily x
“You’re a mermaid?”
Tanger is shouting. “Why didn’t you tell us?”
“I’m a Mer,” Sidney shoots back, wincing when Geno puts the hair blow dryer a
little too close. Geno whispers an apology, but he doesn’t look away from
Sidney’s tail. “And I’m male. I’m not a mermaid.”
“Not my fucking point! This is—this is huge.
Why did you keep this from us?”
“What am I supposed to say, Tanger?” Sidney yells. “That I have a fish tail?
Your kind doesn’t believe in the Mer. You’d think I was crazy.”
“This whole thing is crazy!” He puts two fingers to his temple, then breathes
deeply. “Fuck. I’m sorry. Look, I think we can all agree that you’re still our
captain, even if you’re…you’re a mermaid—“
“Mer,” Conor cuts in, very quietly. “We’re called Mer.”
Tanger whips around, as do the rest of the team who are trying to avoid staring
directly at Sidney’s tail. “Excuse me?”