people stay married because they want to

- Jason never really understood the point of marriage, except for maybe some benefits in filing your taxes

- And then he meets you, and it all just clicks

- He loves you so much, and he wants to spend all of his time with you

- He wants to come home to see your sleeping form in his bed

- He wants to wake up to your kiss

- He wants to spend late Sunday morning afternoons in a bubble bath with you

- He doesn’t want for you to ever go back home

- He wants to be your home

- Because that’s what it means to be married

- So when you’re just waking up, still half asleep, he slips a simple ring onto your finger

- “Be mine, and stay by my side forever, and I’ll make you happier than anyone else in the world.”

- You smile as tears slide down your face.

- “I’m already all yours”

- You have a simple courtroom wedding, and you both decide you’d rather use the money for your honeymoon and house than feed a million people you don’t really care about

- Bruce hears about the wedding and throws you a small reception with the family and some close friends

- “You really didn’t have to do this, thank you so much.”

- “You don’t have to thank him (Y/N), we never asked for any of this” Jason’s still thankful regardless, he kind of wanted to have a big fancy wedding and see you all dressed up

- Bruce pays for the honeymoon and gives you both some very nice wedding gifts as well as a hefty check

- “I just want my kids to have fun when they start their life together.”

- You give him a big hug

- “Thanks Dad”

- You go somewhere hot for your honeymoon, like Mexico or maybe the Caribbean

- “Jason I just changed!” You practically yell as a sigh escapes you as his hands wander over your body.

- “Yeah” he smirks “another outfit for me to give you an orgasm in”

- The simplest things turn him on, seeing you in a swim suit, rubbing sunscreen onto your back, waking up to see you wearing one of his shirts

- It’s all just bad for his health

- He probably writes his initials in the sunscreen on your back tbh

- So when when it tans everyone knows who you belong to

- “Hey you said in sickness and in health babe”

- “What does that have to do with anything?”

- “Mental health, is still about health”

- “…… why are you like this”

- If you like wearing a swimsuit with strings, like a string bikini, and you fall asleep on the beach, Jason will untie all the strings until you wake up

- “Jason what are you doing?”

- “Shhh”

- Then when you’re finally awake he’ll grope you, and kiss all along the curve of your body

- “Jason, stop teasing me…”

- This eventually leads to sleepy beach sex

- You go parasailing together, Jason sails the boat.

- “I didn’t know you could sail Jason!” You shout

- “Oh yeah I can do all sorts of stuff?”

- He actually doesn’t know how to “technically” sail, but he’s doing okay so far

- Jason almost crashes the boat

- When you come back you sub let your place and sit on the floor of Jason’s apartment surrounded by papers

- A stack of boxes, all with the stuff from your apartment behind you

- “Do this is how much we got from everyone at the wedding, this is all the stuff we got from the wedding, and this is how much we both make a month”

- “Well that doesn’t look to bad.” Jason says

- “This is how much a motgatge payment on a house would cost a month”

- “Oh”

- You both decide to sublet your places and get a new, slightly bigger apartment somewhere nicer

- All the bat boys find out and start sending you both listings for available places

- “I know it’s a little pricey, but it’s actually a really nice lake house, with a loan I don’t think it’s a bad deal”

- Well they all come to YOU with ideas

- “Thanks for the suggestion Dick, but we can’t afford a house right now, we’re just looking for an apartment”

- World tickles down the grapevine and eventually Bruce hears about it

- “I should have bought them a house,” he pauses and looks at Alfred “I shouldn’t have bought them the China set and the cuisineart collection I should have bought them a house”

- Alfred just rolls his eyes

- “Master Bruce, you gave them a check for fifteen thousand dollars, I believe they could have made a down payment with that.”

- And it’s true you could have

- But Jason doesn’t want the house you start your life in to be built from Bruce’s money

- For a while you both left the envelope untouched

- Eventually you cashed it and put all the money in a separate bank account

- When Bruce finds out, he and Jason have a little talk

- “Don’t take it the wrong way Bruce, I appreciate the support.”

- Bruce doesn’t understand

- “I want to build that house for her, with the money I earned, and with my own hands.”

- And somehow, Bruce has never felt prouder of Jason.

- “I raised you pretty well”
- Jason snorts

- “If that’s what you want to call what you did”

- Just a relationship built on mutual respect for each other

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Padmé Amidala wanted kids, or the tragedy of the deleted scenes

I’ve seen some excellent meta about Padmé lately, and I’m so glad there’s been attention brought towards the facts she’s a complex female character, a woman that can kick ass and still be a romantic and marry a guy just because she’s in love. But I feel like so much of that complexity is lost, because they decided to cut so many of the Padmé-centric scenes. This scene, from attack of the clones, is called ‘extended arrival on Naboo’ and has Padmé and Anakin talking about how she became a senator. Not only does this scene tells us her people wanted to stay longer than she was allowed to, which makes her a damn good queen, but is also shows us conflict in Padmé’s life: she wants to do good, fight for democracy, but her position as a senator is also making it harder for her to have a family. This, work vs. family, is a conflict many women face and I’d have loved to have seen it. 

Not only would this have made Padmé a more interesting character, it would also have added to the tragedy of her life: she was so close to what she wanted, a loving husband and babies coming, the clone wars almost over, and then Anakin turned to the dark side and the dream ended. She stayed alive long enough to save her children, but she was never alive to see them grow up. her dream of being a mother, having a family was within grasp, only to have it taken away from her. 

In short: this short scene could have added so much, and to cut it out, along with so many others centered around her, was a mistake. Padmé’s life was a tragedy as much as Anakin’s or Obi-Wan’s was. 

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#42 isak and even ??

42) things you said when you asked me to marry you (this was requested by three people so i figured y’all really want this. it’s okay - i wanted it too.)

Isak’s still rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he enters the kitchen to Even making breakfast. He’s gotten years to drink in this sight on both the good days and the bad days, but the revelation that Even’s here, for him, is still enough to knock the wind out of Isak. It’s been so long, but Isak will always be that insecure boy in the kitchen of his old apartment, wondering if he’d dreamt up a world where someone as beautiful as Even would stay with him when the morning came.

“What are you doing over there?” Even says. He glances up from the eggs to beam at Isak. “I woke up extra early on our anniversary to make you breakfast, and I don’t even get a cuddle for it?”

“We could’ve cuddled in bed,” Isak grumbles, but he dutifully makes his way over to Even, wraps his arms around his waist and presses his nose against Even’s back. He breathes in, and Even’s familiar scent calms down the flutters in his stomach. “Seven years, baby,” he whispers.

“Feels like longer,” Even says.

“Yeah,” Isak says, but he’s been saying this as soon as he met Even, hadn’t he? Falling in love with Even had been like discovering something new and familiar all at once, and even though they’ve only officially been living together for three years, Isak can’t remember a time when he didn’t come home to Even. They’ve weathered storms, fought and broke and healed, but in the end, this is where he belongs, holding Even safe in his arms.

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I don’t think people understand that it is never mentioned that Rhaegar loved Ellia Martell. He married her because his father wanted him to, he needed heirs and fast because the Targaryen family was fading. If you think Rhaegar is an ass for leaving Ellia I tell you it’s a little bit more complicated than that. As a child of a divorced couple I can say that being with someone you don’t love just because you have children with them is overwhelming and tiring, and no one should have to stay with someone they don’t love. Divorce sucks, but that’s life. Life gives you love when you least expect it, and sometimes it isn’t the right thing to go after them, but I believe happiness should be the number one priority of everyone.
And also, Rhaegar couldn’t possible have known that Robert was going to make a fucking rebellion and kill his entire family. He could expect some crazy stuff from the Starks, but not the rebellion, no one would have guessed it. And Ellia being killed was The Mountains doing, not Rhaegar, and he wasn’t even supposed to kill Ellia, cause she wasn’t a Targaryen. If you’re one of the people who believe it’s all Rhaegars fault, rethink. It’s not all black and white, there’s a lot of factors and lots of people lead to the death of Ellia Martell.
I also wanted to point out that Ellia was no child, she probably knew Rhaegar didn’t love her. Her own brother said she walked among vipers and was never bitten. She was a badass and clever women who became the future queen of Westeros. I believe she was more like the Margaery of the tv series than she was of this cute and innocent image that people have of her. Remember, for the people of Westeros Margaery was also cute and innocent, she was so loved by her people and lots of noble people who feel in her charm. Dornish women are known for being clever and ambitious, if you don’t think Ellia Martell wasn’t like this as well you’re fooling yourself. And don’t get me wrong, I think it’s fantastic if Ellia is like the way I think of her. Much more interesting than just being the wronged wife and defenseless Ellia Martell.
My point is, Game of Thrones isn’t something that is just or Rhaegar is an ass or he’s a man in love. It’s a story that doesn’t have innocent people and I just get so frustrated that people pick thoughts and puts them in little boxes, it’s a story that have shown time after time that the little boxes aren’t a option. Little boxes are comfort, like taking religion as a excuse to hate on women, lgbtq community and people of color. Open your eyes and just appreciate how difficult is Game Of Thrones, just like real life.

7 Thoughts On Singleness: Is Something Wrong With Me?

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I’m 27 years old and I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve only dated once but that didn’t go so well. I’ve prayed and I’ve prayed and I’ve asked God for my significant other but honestly sometimes I feel as if God doesn’t hear me. Which then causes my heart turmoil especially when I see other girls getting married and dating all the time. It just makes me feel like there is something wrong with me or I maybe I’m unworthy of someone else. I just really need some peace in this area or my life.

 

Hey dear sister, I know this is an especially painful season for you right now, but please allow me the grace to share a few thoughts with you.

 

1) Singleness is not a season of waiting.

I’ve said this before, but: You’re not waiting for a man.  A man is not the focal point of anything.  Jesus is the focal point of everything.

A Western culture indoctrinated in romanticism would lead us to believe that “singles” are simply biding their time, waiting for some significant other to save us from the throes of loneliness.  And I know that the latest pop song or chick flick or young adult novel has awakened some weird feelings in you, and it would even be nice to have someone. 

But relationships are hard work, celibacy is hard work, and life is hard work.  There’s really no such thing as waiting for a spouse: your life has launched into being, and there’s work to do.  If God is your priority, then a man who comes along who can even catch up to you would be dang lucky to have you. 

 

2) Singleness doesn’t define your value, ever.

What exactly is “singleness”?  I wish we would stop defining things by the absence of something else.  Being single doesn’t mean you’re somehow “incomplete” until someone else completes you.  Let’s pause to consider that even the idea of singleness is false at its best, and oppression at its worst.

In the first century, Apostle Paul wrote 1 Corinthians 7 specifically to address single people.  To paraphrase, he said, “If you want to get married, good.  If you want to stay single, good, and it could be better.” To you, this might sound ordinary.  But at the time, it was a loaded bombshell. This was actually an entirely revolutionary view of sexuality that had been previously unheard of.

During Paul’s life, the Emperor of the Roman Empire was actually charging a fee for the unmarried because it was considered bad for the economy and the family (never mind that Caesar was already bad for both).  Being married with a family was considered the gold status of society, and a single person could only have been a widow or prostitute; there was no middle ground.

So Paul comes along, and moved by the Spirit of God, completely wrecked the whole idea of family and marriage and singles.  He legitimized singleness as an absolutely acceptable life-choice, but more than that, said it can often be better for carrying out God’s mission on earth (1 Cor. 7:29-35).  Paul himself was single, which itself would’ve been quite a scandal.

 

3) Please don’t allow singleness to rush you into being not-single.

Take as long as it takes.  In the same passage (1 Cor. 7), Paul is urging us to not rush into relationships.  Not only is rushing this unwise because we could shortcut God’s growth in our lives, but we could end up getting into a string of bad relationships or making other poor judgment calls when we’re clouded by the impatience to be with someone. Again, relationships are hard work.  Pursuing anything goes beyond our idealistic hologram picture into a gritty, sweaty, pulsing reality that requires our everything.

God might or might not send someone to you tomorrow: but so long as you’re pursuing God, you might hardly notice.  That’s a good thing.  Find Christ, you find yourself, and maybe you’ll find someone else.

 

4) Your season of un-attached life, or the “gift of singleness,” is a unique season like no other.

There is a very particular way that God works through us when we’re not married or attached somehow, and it’s downright impossible for God to do those things any other way.  I’m not trying to diminish one status or the other, but there are pros and cons to both which cannot overlap.  I’m about to be married soon, but my married friend tells me the other day, “Use your remaining time wisely.  Have a lot of solitude.  Take long drives.  Read as much as you can.  Once you’re married, that’s it.  It’s good, but so is your time right now.”

 

5) It might simply be that others are intimidated by you.

It could just be that your godliness is thinning out the dating pool. That’s a good thing, too.

When I was single and I went after the lady who is my fiance now, I have to tell you that I was totally intimidated by her.  She was godly, she was a strong career woman, and she didn’t flirt back easily.  Compared to her, I was a scrub, and I knew I couldn’t really pursue her unless I got it together.  It could be very possible that other men see you as super-awesome, and as with most men, we’re just trying to get confident enough to make a move.

 

6) It’s okay for ladies to give a hint.

Do you see a dude you like? Ask him out for coffee.
Do you really, really want to meet someone?
It’s okay to be in situations where you meet people.
Are you kind of shy or new to the whole thing?
It’s okay to ask a friend for help. It’s okay to pray together.

 

7) Before relational intimacy with others, we first need relational intimacy with God.

My friend, again: I know this is a very tough time.  Anything I’ve stated here is not a magic formula or silver bullet that will suddenly wash away the nights alone.  I don’t mean to minimize anything you’re feeling, because I do believe most of us are called to be married, and singleness can be a tough time. 

So I want to encourage you to continue to seek after God and trust Him.  That’s probably the predicable pastor-ish thing to say, yet no one can give you the validation, affirmation, and approval that God gives you.  If we squeeze that from a spouse, we will crush them and crush ourselves. Before we can rightly estimate people in our lives, we must first hold an accurate picture of God and who He is, so that our foundation would be deepened to the very bottom of our roots. 

But more than simply seeing God as a vehicle to fill us, He is also the center of all things, the one who in Himself is worthy of all our affection.  He is the pure beauty we’ve been seeking in all our relational ties; He is the only love who knows us exactly as we are, the very depth of our ugliness, yet He continues to pursue us and press in.  I know that you know this.  Sometimes it feels like a pithy consolation prize, like “Yes I know God is God, but I want a date."  I just know that the more I press into Jesus, the more I understand that he became ugly so we might become beautiful, he was single his whole life and calls us his bride, he stayed on a cross to absorb all the ways we have failed: such a costly love puts all others in their place.  My situation might hurt me or maim me, and life is never easy, but we have one who stands with us always, who gives me a value and dignity apart from whatever I’m going through or have done, and in this, I am never truly alone.  Each day, even with my tiny frail faith, this is enough. Trust Him, bask in Him, know His glory. You are absolutely loved by Him, as if you were the only one that ever was.

"You are significant without a significant other.”

– Shauna Niequist

– J.S.

 

This post is now part of my book on dating here!

Essays in Existentialism: Greencard

Clexa greencard marriage? Lexa is an Australian working in the u.s. When she forgets that her visa is up, she is forced to find a quick solution to be able to stay. She rants to Clarke, a girl from another department she has been running into during lunch, when Clarke offers her a way out.

“Well, aren’t you more dour than usual?” the artist asked as she refused to look up at the sulking editor.

“You know I prefer surly.”

“You are both dour and surly, and you’re raining on my nice lunch.”

“I’m sorry.”

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This Right Here | Woozi

Originally posted by rosatylr

Angst, but fluffy, also cheesy as well, nevertheless enjoy 💋


“Don’t you ever think about leaving me?”

Jihoon asked one night, miles away from you, yet in that moment it seemed as if the two of you were in the same room, breathing in the same air. It was nice, peaceful, and warm. Jihoon had a certain way about dealing with things; he made his worries bottle up over a long period of pretending that he was fine when he was really losing himself.

You knew this, you knew how Jihoon didn’t come with a manual that said How to put together. No, you had the pieces in your hands and you had to figure out what was the best way to put it together. To simply put things, Jihoon was a complex person. He never showed his emotions as much but in the small, random moments where he heard nothing but your breathing, your heartbeat, your fingers laced with his you saw him opening up more. You saw the kind of person he was.

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Meeting the Families- Brendon Urie

Request- I just read your most recent Josh fic and it was amazing!!! I was wondering if you could do a Tyler x readre where he takes her to meet his parents? <3.

A/N: me and this person changed it up a bit so yes it’s now about Brendon Urie. Thanks for working with me as I kind of changed your request <3. Also I added pictures because who don’t need to see some adorable baby Brendon Urie am I right? Anyways enjoy!

“Okay yeah, next weekend will work.” you were on the phone with your parents as Brendon walked into the room and sat next to you. “I gotta go, we’ll see you next weekend. Love you too bye.” when you said we’ll Brendon’s gaze went straight to you.

“We’ll?” he questioned once you hung up.

“Sorry, but yeah, both of us.” you said feeling slightly guilty. Brendon had yet to meet your family and he wasn’t looking forward to it. Either were you. You were the youngest of the family and to say they were protective over you would be an understatement. Not to mention they didn’t approve of Brendon, they thought he was a bad person and that he didn’t know what he was doing with his life. They didn’t care to listen to you when you told them about how he was a successful musician. They tended to be very judgmental and you were the complete opposite of your family.

“Well since I have to go, you have to meet my parents then.” he said. You hadn’t met his parents just yet because you were just too scared to, afraid of them hating you.

“Really?” you said.

“Yup. Now tell me things to be prepared for your family.” he said excitedly. He’s been wanting to meet them for a while, but you always told him no, knowing how rude they could be. You were scared they would scare him off.

“Well my mom and dad will only go by Mr. Y/L/N and Mrs. Y/L/N for now.” you said. “My aunts and uncles will try to get to marry me right away. Oh and stay away from my aunt Linda, she’s a crazy cat lady who will make you a sweater in an hour without you wanting it.”

“How will I know which one she is?” he asked.

“Oh, you will. Okay I have my 2 older brothers who will ask you all the questions about why you think you can date me, and they’re going to try and scare you off.”

“Do you have any people who won’t be giving me a questionnaire when I walk in the door?” he joked.

“Yeah, my grandmother but that’s because she sleeps through the whole party.” you said. “Also be careful, my brothers and dad are probably going to monitor you like crazy.” you continued.

“I wasn’t nervous at first, but now I sort of am.” he admitted.

“Don’t be, because even if they don’t like you I still will.” you said placing a light kiss on his cheek. “Now what do I need to know about your family?”

“Well we’re pretty normal. My mom and dad already love you and my siblings aren’t going to care.” he said and you felt a little better hearing that.

For the next week you prepared Brendon with things to say and not to say around your family. Some of them being no swearing, no mention of drugs or alcohol, and basically just go along with anything they talk about.

“Does this look good?” he asked as he tried on his 3rd outfit that day.

“Yes, it looks fine. Don’t be nervous, you’ll do fine.” you said calming him down. He had been freaking out for the past hour or so about what to wear, how to do his hair, and what to say to your family.

“Okay, okay. You’re right, I need to calm the fuck down.” he said taking a deep breath.

You giggled lightly at how adorable it was seeing him freaking out over this. When really you were hiding your freak out. You knew they were going to make judgements as soon as they saw his tattoos and heard more about his career.

Once you arrived at your parents house that afternoon you turned to Brendon and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

“You got this, just be careful. I’ll be right there to help you with answers.

He shook his head and you lead him to the door.

“Your favorite child is here.” you announced as you walked into the house.

“You so weren’t the favorite.” your brother Andrew said to you as he met you with a hug.

“So this must be Brendon?” he said looking Brendon up and down.

“Yes, this is Brendon and back off Andrew before you scare him.” you said pushing past him with Brendon in hand.

“Hey there Y/N how’s it going?” your dad asked from the couch where all your uncles, other brother John, and asleep grandma sat.

“Good, this is Brendon everyone, Brendon that’s my Grandma, uncle Pete, uncle Dan, my Brother John, and my dad.” you said pointing out each.

John sat up in his seat and glared at Brendon.

“Hello Brendon. So, you’re Y/N’s boyfriend?” your father asked.

“Yes I am sir, it’s great to finally meet you.” he said shaking your dad’s hand.

“Well Brendon you’re coming into a interesting family.” your uncle Pete joked.

“We’re going to go say hi to the rest of the family now.” you said pulling him along to the kitchen where your mom, and 2 aunts sat chatting.

“I thought I heard you come in.” you mother said hugging you.

“Yeah got here just a few minutes ago. Anyways, Brendon this is my mom, aunt Linda and aunt Kathryn. This is Brendon everyone.” you said taking in the stare your mother had on Brendon.

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Y/L/N.” he said shaking her hand.

“So Brendon what do you do for a living?” your aunt Kathryn asked him helping with the awkward silence. After listening to him talk for a little bit you saw him relax slightly.

“I’ll be right back okay?” you said and he shook his head while listening to you aunt Linda’s conversation about her newest cat.

You went down the hall to the bathroom, but were stopped before you could get there.

“Y/N, just the person I wanted to talk to.” said your uncle Pete said to you. He and your aunt Kathryn were never judgmental and were open to everyone. “So your brothers and dad are planning on getting Brendon away from you for a while to question him, but your aunt and I got you covered. Did you prep him for the things they’re going to ask him about?” he asked.

“Yeah, he’s really nervous and I should probably get back to him before aunt Linda starts naming all her cats.” you said and your uncle laughed.

“Good luck, he seems like a good person.” he said and you continued onto the bathroom.

You went back into the kitchen a few minutes later to see Brendon missing.

“Where’s Brendon?” you asked your mother.

“I think your brothers went outside with him. Let them talk-” she said but you walk away before hearing the rest.

You went out to the back porch to see to see your dad and both your brothers talking to Brendon. He looked calm and you thought you would let him talk for himself for a minute before going outside. You could heard the entire conversation.

“So what are you looking to do with Y/N? I mean you don’t have a stable joke, are you using her for her money?” you father questioned.

“No, no sir. I would never. I actually do have a stable job, my band is very successful and we are actually going on tour in 3 months. I’m in love with your daughter and I’m just looking forward to spending the rest of my life with her. We’ve been together for almost 3 years and I would never do anything to hurt Y/N, she’s my everything.” Brendon said.

“Why did you wait this long to meet us?” John asked.

“I actually wanted to meet you guys a while back, but Y/N was discouraging it. I’m sorry we waited so long.”

“Oh so you’re blaming this on my sister?”

“No, I- sh-” you saw he was getting nervous so you went outside and interrupted the conversation.

“What’s going on out here?” you asked.

“Just asking him some questions. You can go back inside Y/N we have a few more questions to ask him.” you father spoke.

“No, I’m gonna stay right here. So what kind of questions?” You asked grabbing Brendon’s hand and he calmed down.

“Well just, never mind. Brendon I’m still not done with you. I’m not sure you’re for Y/N. I’ll give you a chance, but only because Y/N seems happy.” you father said before walking away.

“Yeah just know if you hurt her, your will be hurt 10 times worse.” Andrew warned.

“Andrew shut up and leave him alone.” you said and watched them all walk back inside.

“Breathe Brendon, you did fine.” you said kissing him on the cheek. “I heard that you said you were in love with me, are you really?”

“Y/N you know that. I will love you for the rest of my life, I will love you even if your family hates me, and I hope you will love me the same.”

“I do Brendon. Never doubt my love for you. Now let’s get back inside and finish this damn party. I’m sick of my family already.” you said leading Brendon back inside.

You sat in the living room talking to your uncle Pete and aunt Kathryn.

“I’ve heard of some of your songs before. I’m a music teacher and a few kids in my class are huge fans. You’re very talented.” your aunt told Brendon.

“Thank you, I like to think I have talent. That’s really cool that you heard of me before.”

“Brendon do you think you’ll ever tie the knot with my niece anytime soon?” your uncle Dan came in interrupting the conversation.

“Uncle Dan stop.” you said.

“It’s a real question. You’ve been together for what 3 years when will I get some great nieces and nephew. I’m getting old and we both know your brother’s can’t keep a girl for the life of them.” he said.

“Dan stop pressuring the poor kids. They’re young and living their lives.” you uncle Pete said standing up for you.

Finally the food was ready and that meant the party was closer to ending.

You and Brendon sat close to the end where your dad sat. when Brendon rolled up his sleeve his Frank Sinatra tattoo showed.

“Who is that Brendon?” you dad asked.

“Oh this is Frank Sinatra. I’ve been very inspired by him.” Brendon explained and your dad listened. You saw your dad taking a liking to Brendon more and more as they struck up conversation.

Soon both your brothers were in the conversation and you were relieved that they were talking not just questioning.

After you all at you helped you mom clean up the mess.

“So your father and brothers like Brendon. He seems like a good man, I’m glad you found a good one.” you mother commented and you stopped your actions.

“Wait so like you all like him?”

“Yes darling. He’s very sweet. Don’t get me wrong he still isn’t 100% in your father’s book, but nobody will ever be for his little girl. I trust him and I hope to see more of him.” you hugged her before she could finish her statement.

“Thank you mom.” you said.

You finished cleaning the kitchen up and went out to see Brendon laughing while talking to your brothers.

“Bren, I think it’s time we go, you have to be in the studio all day tomorrow.” you reminded him.

“Right, well it was nice meeting you guys.” he said standing from the chair and shaking the hand of your brother’s one last time. “And Mr. Y/L/N it was a pleasure getting to talk to you.” you said goodbye to the rest of the family, Brendon leaving a good impression on all of them.

“Y/N can I have a minute with Brendon alone?” your father asked.

“I’ll meet you in the car.” Brendon told you taking in ho hesitant you seemed, but he felt confident.

You headed out to the car and waited.

When Brendon came back out you saw he had a big smile on his face.

“What did he say?” you asked nervous of what your father might have said to Brendon.

“He said he approves of me.” Brendon said still with a huge grin on his face as he drove.

“That’s the only thing? You look really happy?”

“That’s all you have to worry about love.” he said and kissed your hand. “Now next weekend you meet my family. Are you ready?”

“Sure as long as they are as normal as you said.”

“Trust me they are very normal compared to your family.”

The next weekend

“Hi there you must be Y/N. we’ve heard so much about you.” his mother greeted you with a hug.

“All good things I hope.” you smiled.

“He made you sound like an angel.” his father told you.

“That’s because she is.” Brendon said kissing you. “She makes me the happiest I could ever be.”

You felt so comfortable the entire time. His siblings were all so nice and his parents loved you.

You were currently around the table with his mom and one of his sisters looking some old family pictures.

“This was when he was about 2. His sister Kayla took scissors to his hair.” his mother said pointing to the picture.

“Aww he’s so adorable.” you said.

“Oh god don’t show her pictures.” Brendon said sitting next to you.

“Why they’re so cute. You looked like a dork.” you said.

“I look like a 35 year old women in this one mom. You did you dress me like that.” he said at another picture.

“Brendon shut up. You look like an adorable little kid who did whatever his parents told him to do.” you said poking him in the side so he would stop ridiculing his younger self.

“Just don’t show her my high school pictures. Those are the worst.” he said then leaving the room.

His mom showed you those next and he really did look like a total dork, but you love him.

After many hours of conversation and laughter you and Brendon were about to leave. You finish your goodbye and they all welcomed you back anytime.

“So did you like them?”Brendon asked as you got into the car.

“Yes. I love your family they were all so nice. I’m sorry you had to deal with mine.” you apologized.

“You can’t help that your family is terrifying and that I was anxious the entire time.” he said then you sat in some comfortable silence as you drove back home.

“So did my mom end up showing you all the high school pictures?” he asked.

“Yup.” you laughed.

“I’m so sorry. I went through some awkward stages.”

“You were such a dork yet so cute. Maybe one time I’ll show you mine.” you said.

“You were probably hot in high school.”

“Nope. I wore a hoodie and sweatpants everyday and had pimples everywhere. Growing up with older brothers made me a bit of a tomboy. I finally got to senior year and ditched the sweats for dresses. I’ll never go back to that. Now that I think of it, I’m pretty sure I burned all evidence of those 3 years.” you said and Brendon laughed.

“I could always tweet out the school you went to and the year you graduated. I bet someone will find a yearbook with your picture.” Brendon tease.

“Don’t, I mean it Brendon. Those pictures could be the break point in this relationship.” you warned and he laughed.

“Nothing will break us. I love you way too much for a picture to change that.” he said kissing your hand as he drove.

anonymous asked:

spending your birthday with Connor headcanons??

ooohhh. nice! I love birthdays! they’re my favorite. I’m trying a new layout, story plot headcanons and just plain headcanons. cool. bye. love you all, have a great day!

•You really just wanted to spend your birthday with Connor this year, most of it being that he was the most important person in your life. The thing is, this was the first Birthday as Connor as your birthday. Of course you were a bit nervous, it meant you were going to have to bring Connor to the party, but you do what you have to do.

•He happily agrees to go, and even is excited. He gets to meet your friends and family formally. Of course, he knew your friends but let’s leave that detail out.

•He didn’t know to come in casual clothes? He came in a suit, but he still looked cute. Like it looked like he overdressed in purpose to look romantic, not the case but he didn’t tell you that.

•Vvv quiet at the party, really only talked to you or your friends. He just really doesn’t want to mess it up with your family.

•Finally meets your parents when everyone sat down for cake. They were a little thrown off by his hair and vibe and stuff but overall approved him.

•Stays later than everyone because he just wants to spend extra time with you in your special day (sounds like they’re getting married or something).

Nonspecific Headcanons

•Gives big kisses to you on birthdays. He wants you to know how much he loves you.

•Make sure everyone knows it’s your birthday, everyone. Strangers on the street, the barista, people around the world, Sweden, especially Sweden.

•Goes all out with gifts, anything and everything you want he gets. Very affectionate Connor.

might not keep this layout, anyway, if you like it tell me. if you don’t, tell me. just tell me something

fic: How to (Try to) Propose to Phil Lester

title: how to (try to) propose to phil lester

genre: fluff / rating: pg-13 / warnings: swearing

word count: 5500

description: “we have one month, the best proposal wins, and the loser has to get the other’s name tattooed on their ass at the wedding.”

or, the one where they both intend to propose to each other on the same night and dan isn’t having any of it.

“You’re a fucking idiot.”

Phil doesn’t even blink. “Most people say yes when their significant other of over six years proposes, but then again we’ve never really been ‘most people’ have we?”

a/n: when i spend two months writing a fic, you know it’s gonna be good. i hope. enjoy!

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anonymous asked:

Love love love your Jamie Lannister story ✨💜 Can you maybe write another Jamie / Reader story where they always flirt and end up sleeping together. But soon after Reader discovers she's pregnant, and thinks Jamie won't want someone who isn't royalty to have his child and that he will hate/reject her, so she plans to escape one night. When Jamie realises she is gone he is panicked and goes searching for her and asks her why she ran? Thanx!!!

Pairing: Jaime Lannister x Reader
Fandom: GoT / ASoIaF
Warnings: little bit of smut

A/N: hey sweetheart! thank you so much for the request! I certainly had my fun with it and hope you enjoy it as well <3

                                                           *****

You were just on your way to the queen’s chambers when you walked past Jaime.

He was currently talking to some guards but averted his eyes and looked at you, both of you a small smile on your lips.

He then waited a few more seconds before excusing himself and following you.

You were waiting for him in an empty hallway and immediately kissed him when he turned around the corner.

“I missed you,” you said breathlessly after needing a small break from kissing.

He had been on some important business in Winterfell and had been gone for quite some time. Too long.

“I’ve missed you too”

You leaned against the wall behind you and he kissed you once more, softer this time.

“Come to my chambers tonight.. We’ll have more time. And privacy,” his voice was low against your lips.

You bit your lip, knowing exactly what would happen tonight and the thought of it made your entire body feel like jelly. 

“I’ll be there.”

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anonymous asked:

Why do people get mad if black women want better for themselves ?

You didn’t know? Black women aren’t supposed to want better. We’re supposed to be downtrodden and sad all the time. We’re supposed to be strong and sturdy for blackistan like a bunch of pack mules. Didn’t you know? We’re supposed to be satisfied with dick, McChickens and Netflix. We’re never supposed to desire to be married because “MaRRiaGE iS JuSt aH PiECe aH pApeR!” We’re not supposed to want security and stability. We’re not supposed to want to be taken care of. Instead, we’re supposed to take care of everyone else.

But I encourage black women to do the opposite of what they were told or conditioned to believe. Date the man that makes six, seven, eight figures. Be the stay at home mom if that’s what you desire. Demand to be taken out to fancy restaurants. Be upwardly mobile. Move to that diverse neighborhood. Take up those quote on quote white people hobbies such as skiing, canoeing, and hiking. Don’t “hold a brotha down”. Wear your bright colors and your red lipstick. Don’t be so anxious to defend every and anybody. PUT YOURSELF FIRST. And to hell with anyone who makes you feel bad for doing so. 

You know what I want?

I want to normalize the fact that not everybody finds somebody. That not everyone falls in love and has a soul mate and has this great big romance. I want to normalize that some people never get married, never stay in a long term relationship, shit never even have one single romantic relationship. I want to normalize the fact that some people live by themselves forever and stay single for their entire lives and that it’s OKAY. That it’s not a tragedy, that it’s not depressing, that you’re not unlovable just because you aren’t loved in a romantic sense by someone. 

Don’t get me wrong, I’m in love with romance, I think it’s an unendingly beautiful and interesting thing to read about, to watch happen. But it needs to stop being exalted as the epitome of living. Our main purpose for living. Because it’s not. 

I used to think that it was, I really did truly and deeply believe that there is someone for everyone out there (in a romantic sense.) But I’m slowly learning that’s not the case. And what I’m realizing is that when you say to someone, “I don’t think everyone has a romantic somebody out there.” You get a lot of pitying looks. People respond with “wow that’s cynical.” “Stop being so negative.” “Aw, sweetie there will be someone for you one day, just be patient.” But WHY does that have to be a cynical outlook? WHY does that have to be a negative thing to say? WHY should people look at me with pity when I say that? 

When I sat down and really gave some thought to it, as objectively as I could, I found there really is nothing wrong with living a perpetually single life. I have great friends, a great family - all of whom I deeply love and who deeply love me back. There is no lack of love in my life. There is a lack of romance but is that really such a tragedy for me? The answer is quickly becoming a resounding no. 

But when I let my emotions trickle in…that’s another story. Society has beat it into my head that there is something deeply wrong and incorrect about my life if I have no romance and I have dealt with  deeply painful feelings of inadequacy and major self-worth issues as a result.

I NEED this to be normalized so I can stop feeling like it’s a tragedy, that it’s depressing, that there’s something wrong with me. 

If I end up with romance in my life - wonderful. 

If I don’t end up with romance in my life - wonderful. 

No matter what, my happiness shouldn’t hinge on that. 

Lessons learned from HIMYM


1. “Nothing good ever happens after 2am.” Making decisions in this most unholy hour, is a TERRIBLE idea. Don’t do it. Whatever you are thinking of, it’s a bad idea. It’s a stupid decision. Just go home and sleep. Decide when you wake up; you’d make better decisions after a good night’s rest. 


2. “You don’t always end up being the person you always planned to be.” Some dreams just don’t come true. But that doesn’t mean that whatever you end up doing is terrible; sometimes you end up somewhere you don’t expect and sometimes be happier about it. We have to accept that you can’t always get what you want.


3.“Things change.” It might not have worked out the first time, but things change. You might find yourself liking this person all over again. People change, just give them a chance because sometimes the things you used to hate about a person has changed or the person has changed for the better. People also change. We lose connection with loved ones, we get married, we have kids, we move away, we meet new people. And as much as we want everything to stay the same, we can’t because new things replace the old ones and we need to focus on the good things that are coming in the future and not the good things that were in the past.


4. “Don’t think. Do.” Some things a so simple you just overcomplicate things. Just go with the flow and let things happen without you stressing over little details and planning everything out.


5. “There is someone out there for you.” You may not meet “the one” today, tomorrow, or the next day; but somehow, you’ll find the right one for you, soon. You might fall in love with someone you never expected to fall for. You might fall for this person in some of the most unexpected ways or situations. Just give everyone a chance.


6. “That’s the funny thing about destiny, it happens whether you planned it or not.” Destiny is destiny. You can’t stop it and you don’t know what will happen. 


7.  “Because sometimes even if you know how something’s gonna end that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the ride.” Have fun or enjoy things while it lasts. You might regret it if you don’t.


8. “The littlest thing can cause a ripple effect that changes your life.” Everything happens for a reason, even the little things. One moment can change your life forever.


9. “There are two big days in any love story: the day you meet the girl of your dreams and the day you marry her.” These 2 big days are one of the most unforgettable days of your life. The day you meet the person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with and the day you start the rest of your life together.


10. “You see, everyone’s got some baggage- it’s part of life- but like anything else, it’s easier when someone gives you a hand with it.” People have gone through so many things throughout their life. Problems and bad memories/experiences are always a part of everyone’s lives. It’s hard carrying all these burdens alone. Sometimes it’s easier if someone was with you, supporting you, and helping you carry your “baggage”.


11. “Love doesn’t make sense.” There is no logic behind love. Sometimes you just don’t know how you’d fall in love with someone who is completely against all of your senses you think is the wrong person, but somehow… in someway, you still fell for this person. It doesn’t have to make sense to make sense.


12. “Wait for it.” If we want to see something legendary happen, we’re going to have to wait for it.“ It took 9 seasons for HIMYM to end and eventhough the ending was not what most of us expected, HIMYM will always and forever be LEGENDARY

Would You Still Love Me?

Originally posted by parkjiminer

Pairing: Jimin x Reader (Guest appearance by Yoongi)

Genre: fluff (fluffity fluff fluff), one shot

Word Count: 918

Notes: Ok, so you guys already have been told I’m moving my fics from my old blog onto here, meaning this is super early stuff. If you think you’ve already read this, you probably have. I think this is actually the first BTS piece I ever wrote. So it’s bad, cringey, fluffiest of the fluffy. However, as it is the first, it has a special place in my heart, so it’s here to stay. 


“Would you still love me even if I lose my voice forever?”

The question came from the sniffling bundle of blankets on the bed next to you, his voice low and rough from coughing. You look over with a smile and ruffle the hair that you were just petting softly.

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A Day in The Glade || Vows

Request:  A cute and fluffy Newt and Y/N wedding in the glade please!

A/N: I love this request. However, I find a grand wedding with all the gowns and the aisle too impractical. It simply doesn’t add up. They were put in the Glade for a wholly different reason and it seems unlikely that the Creators would allow it.

As a result, I wrote a little intimate exchange of vows between Newt and the reader instead. I hope this is satisfactory.

As I was writing this, I was listening to a Filipino song, Alipin, which translates to “servant”. It emphasizes how infatuated the singer is with a girl, and he sings about how happy he is in her embrace and what he’d do to keep things that way.

Word Count: 637

You lay quietly on your bed, waiting for Newt to finish his nightly rounds to check on the Gladers before returning to bed himself. You were exhausted. Everyone seemed to be eerily clumsy today and you barely had a minute to catch your breath, let alone see Newt.

Finally, your hut door opened and closed. Newt removed his upper clothing, sighing exhaustedly. You watched him get himself ready for bed -  a sight to behold. He glanced at you briefly.

“You alright, love?” he kept his hands busy with his hair, eyes fixed down in focus.

“Just really tired.” You muttered. “Like, really tired. I know I shouldn’t complain knowing what you put up with every day, but…” you trailed off, and Newt sat on the bed next to you, looking at you intently.

“You didn’t bloody catch anything, did you?” he put a hand on your forehead as you shook your head adamantly, a little bashful. Newt had to take care of everyone in the Glade, and he still had you to worry about even after he works.

“Well, I have to tell you something.” He smiled brilliantly, and you sat up then he took your small hands in his bigger, calloused ones. “I remember my parents.”

“Really?” you smiled enthusiastically, shifting closer to him. “Tell me more.”

“That smile…” Newt sighed. “I’m a slave to that smile.”

You blushed.

Newt continued. “They were mad in love.” He smiled at the thought. “My dad was head over heels infatuated with my mum.” He paused to look at you under his lashes. “You remind me of her, y’know.”

You froze, then prompted him to continue.

“Men would always line up at her door even after they married, and dad always scared them off.” He chuckled. “I don’t usually tell people about my memories unless they help us get out of this buggin’ place, but I’m telling you this because… I want us to be like my parents.”

You looked at him confusingly.

“I want you to marry me.”

You nearly laughed at the thought, but there was a possibility that he was being serious, so you politely stayed silent.

“I know it sounds pretty bloody stupid,” he shrugged. “But I want to make you a promise… officially. Just the two of us will know.”

You nodded in understanding.

“Y/N…” he breathed, and you relished in the way your name rolled off his tongue, the way his lips caressed the word you answer to. He tightened his grip on your hands. “I love you. I’ll make sure that you know it – feel it – every single day before the sun sets. I promise to compromise my happiness for your own, my safety for your own. I promise to accept every facet of you unconditionally. I promise to be there to protect you from what could steal your smile away from your face.”

Only awe could be found in your eyes as he delivered his vows. He slipped a relatively well-carved ring on your finger.

“I’ve been working on this whenever I’m not needed. Took a bloody while, but I hope this’ll do. This isn’t any form of wedding, take it as a promise ring.”

Giddy tears filled your eyes. “I don’t have any romantic vows,” you confessed. “I just want you to remember that once I’ve said that I love you, there’s no turning back.”

As cheesy as it sounded, it seemed to satisfy him. “That’s more than enough.” He smiled, his eyes smiling with his lips.

He pulled you in for a hug, and you lifted your legs and wrapped them around his torso. You stayed there for a long time, your forehead buried in the crook of his neck. You felt your eyelids grow heavy, and you let sleep overtake you, bringing Newt’s whispers along with you.

Season 4 would be a great opportunity to weed out exactly what is making the show suffer. For starters, get rid of some of the characters, write them off or give them less screen time. Season 3 was all about Iris West and her selfish family. Why did that need to be highlighted so much? You could easily give Iris purpose by having her be at her job, writing articles, at least trying to be smart instead standing around the lab where she does nothing. Joe needs to stay at CCPD. Wally just overall needs to earn his superhero badge. He was and still is very much forced as a character. Almost no development. We’re told he can do something instead of seeing him grow into it. That is the real problem here. Season 3 is all about people stuck in quicksand, the writers can easily pull them out. Also, I want Barry and Caitlin to be single for once. I don’t want anymore forced romances, that includes WestAllen, have them break up for good. I truly do not want them to get married because they have no real history together, they have no romance/chemistry and no genuine purpose to each other. They work better as siblings/friends like they were in Season 1. There is so much to fix I don’t know if the next season is going to be any better.
—  Anonymous

“My father wants me to come home to Botswana. He tells me that he’s getting older and he needs me to come home. I miss my family, but I want to stay here. Life is different for me here. I’ve met so many people from so many cultures. I’ve done half marathons. I even did a triathlon. It’s different back in Botswana. I was completely dependent on my father. Women don’t leave home until they get married. So I’d like to stay here. But my sister is the only family that I have in America. And last week she told me that she’s moving back to Botswana. So now I’ll be on my own. And I’m worried. Because I don’t like to ask for help. But I never had a problem asking her for help. And now I won’t have that anymore. But a few months ago I joined something at my church called a ‘connect group.’ And now I have so many friends. They are like my sisters. We have brunches, and dinners, and go hiking. I feel very loved by them. So I’m hoping they will be like my family.”

anonymous asked:

Hello, I would love to find a God fearing man who loves me. I'm a tall, older woman in my mid 50's and men don't seem to be attracted to tall women. Is there any hope for me.

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7 Thoughts On Singleness: Is Something Wrong With Me?

Anonymous asked:

I’m 27 years old and I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve only dated once but that didn’t go so well. I’ve prayed and I’ve prayed and I’ve asked God for my significant other but honestly sometimes I feel as if God doesn’t hear me. Which then causes my heart turmoil especially when I see other girls getting married and dating all the time. It just makes me feel like there is something wrong with me or I maybe I’m unworthy of someone else. I just really need some peace in this area or my life.

Hey dear sister, I know this is an especially painful season for you right now, but please allow me the grace to share a few thoughts with you.

1) Singleness is not a season of waiting.

I’ve said this before, but: You’re not waiting for a man.  A man is not the focal point of anything.  Jesus is the focal point of everything.

A Western culture indoctrinated in romanticism would lead us to believe that “singles” are simply biding their time, waiting for some significant other to save us from the throes of loneliness.  And I know that the latest pop song or chick flick or young adult novel has awakened some weird feelings in you, and it would even be nice to have someone.

But relationships are hard work, celibacy is hard work, and life is hard work.  There’s really no such thing as waiting for a spouse: your life has launched into being, and there’s work to do.  If God is your priority, then a man who comes along who can even catch up to you would be dang lucky to have you.

2) Singleness doesn’t define your value, ever.

What exactly is “singleness”?  I wish we would stop defining things by the absence of something else.  Being single doesn’t mean you’re somehow “incomplete” until someone else completes you.  Let’s pause to consider that even the idea of singleness is false at its best, and oppression at its worst.

In the first century, Apostle Paul wrote 1 Corinthians 7 specifically to address single people.  To paraphrase, he said, “If you want to get married, good.  If you want to stay single, good, and it could be better.” To you, this might sound ordinary.  But at the time, it was a loaded bombshell. This was actually an entirely revolutionary view of sexuality that had been previously unheard of.

During Paul’s life, the Emperor of the Roman Empire was actually charging a fee for the unmarried because it was considered bad for the economy and the family (never mind that Caesar was already bad for both).  Being married with a family was considered the gold status of society, and a single person could only have been a widow or prostitute; there was no middle ground.

So Paul comes along, and moved by the Spirit of God, completely wrecked the whole idea of family and marriage and singles.  He legitimized singleness as an absolutely acceptable life-choice, but more than that, said it can often be better for carrying out God’s mission on earth (1 Cor. 7:29-35).  Paul himself was single, which itself would’ve been quite a scandal.

3) Please don’t allow singleness to rush you into being not-single.

Take as long as it takes.  In the same passage (1 Cor. 7), Paul is urging us to not rush into relationships.  Not only is rushing this unwise because we could shortcut God’s growth in our lives, but we could end up getting into a string of bad relationships or making other poor judgment calls when we’re clouded by the impatience to be with someone. Again, relationships are hard work.  Pursuing anything goes beyond our idealistic hologram picture into a gritty, sweaty, pulsing reality that requires our everything.

God might or might not send someone to you tomorrow: but so long as you’re pursuing God, you might hardly notice.  That’s a good thing.  Find Christ, you find yourself, and maybe you’ll find someone else.

4) Your season of un-attached life, or the “gift of singleness,” is a unique season like no other.

There is a very particular way that God works through us when we’re not married or attached somehow, and it’s downright impossible for God to do those things any other way.  I’m not trying to diminish one status or the other, but there are pros and cons to both which cannot overlap.  I’m about to be married soon, but my married friend tells me the other day, “Use your remaining time wisely.  Have a lot of solitude.  Take long drives.  Read as much as you can.  Once you’re married, that’s it.  It’s good, but so is your time right now.”

5) It might simply be that others are intimidated by you.

It could just be that your godliness is thinning out the dating pool. That’s a good thing, too.

When I was single and I went after the lady who is my fiance now, I have to tell you that I was totally intimidated by her.  She was godly, she was a strong career woman, and she didn’t flirt back easily.  Compared to her, I was a scrub, and I knew I couldn’t really pursue her unless I got it together.  It could be very possible that other men see you as super-awesome, and as with most men, we’re just trying to get confident enough to make a move.

6) It’s okay for ladies to give a hint.

Do you see a dude you like? Ask him out for coffee.
Do you really, really want to meet someone?
It’s okay to be in situations where you meet people.
Are you kind of shy or new to the whole thing?
It’s okay to ask a friend for help. It’s okay to pray together.

7) Before relational intimacy with others, we first need relational intimacy with God.

My friend, again: I know this is a very tough time.  Anything I’ve stated here is not a magic formula or silver bullet that will suddenly wash away the nights alone.  I don’t mean to minimize anything you’re feeling, because I do believe most of us are called to be married, and singleness can be a tough time.

So I want to encourage you to continue to seek after God and trust Him.  That’s probably the predicable pastor-ish thing to say, yet no one can give you the validation, affirmation, and approval that God gives you.  If we squeeze that from a spouse, we will crush them and crush ourselves. Before we can rightly estimate people in our lives, we must first hold an accurate picture of God and who He is, so that our foundation would be deepened to the very bottom of our roots.

But more than simply seeing God as a vehicle to fill us, He is also the center of all things, the one who in Himself is worthy of all our affection.  He is the pure beauty we’ve been seeking in all our relational ties; He is the only love who knows us exactly as we are, the very depth of our ugliness, yet He continues to pursue us and press in.  I know that you know this.  Sometimes it feels like a pithy consolation prize, like “Yes I know God is God, but I want a date.“  I just know that the more I press into Jesus, the more I understand that he became ugly so we might become beautiful, he was single his whole life and calls us his bride, he stayed on a cross to absorb all the ways we have failed: such a costly love puts all others in their place.  My situation might hurt me or maim me, and life is never easy, but we have one who stands with us always, who gives me a value and dignity apart from whatever I’m going through or have done, and in this, I am never truly alone.  Each day, even with my tiny frail faith, this is enough. Trust Him, bask in Him, know His glory. You are absolutely loved by Him, as if you were the only one that ever was.

“You are significant without a significant other.”

– Shauna Niequist

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