remember when i told you that


As she stood up, Nate knelt before her. Laelia moved one hands to cover her mouth as she looked down at the man she’d loved so much, before her, staring at her with pure adoration in his eyes. 

“Huh?” she sputtered out. She internally smacked herself for her reaction. He was possibly proposing and she still managed to sound like an idiot. Laelia moved one hand to her chest, willing her rapidly beating heart to still. She was surprised that Nate hadn’t heard it, or perhaps he had, and chose to ignore it. Emerald eyes stared at her dark brown ones, with a swirl of emotions which made Laelia weak. He grasped at her hand and sucked in a deep breath. She waited, heart in her chest, breath held, already on the verge of tears. 

“Bloom,” Nate began and stroked his thumb across her fingers, “I told you this place was special for me. I want it to become even more special… for us.I remember when you ran away after we met. I thought to myself how cute you were then, even though we didn’t know each other. The fact that you turned out to be my new neighbour… it seemed like fate, Laelia. Fate really was kind because there is no one who can be kind, sweet considerate, beautiful and sexy all at once. You manage to do that and I love you. I love you so much, babe. I don’t deserve you but I promise to work my hold life to try. Will you consider spending the rest of your life with me?” 

Laelia’s vision had become blurred by tears. She looked down at the man who had changed everything for her. The man who taught her about love, the world and so much about herself. She was the one who didn’t deserve him. Leaned forward, she pressed her lips to his before speaking the words she’d wanted to say since he got down on his knee, “Yes.” 


“Wait for it!”
Remember? You told me with a photo of a rainbow, when I was stucked in the railway station of Hannover, because of the thunderstorms…

I waited. Four long days and then I found it. In the middle of Hamburg, on a sunny Sunday morning. And here it is, I hope you like it, dear Silvia @kyrah52

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Can you see me falling?
I am cold and afraid and only long for your embrace.
Can you see me falling?
Please catch me, I am scared of betrayal.

Can you see me falling?
Falling, then blown away by the wind.
Falling, then crushed down by your awful being.
I can hear your voice, why won’t you catch me?

I remember when you told me we were forever.
Do you?

I can see your face, and your smile,
Your beautiful smile now belonging to another one.
I am falling and becoming no one.
I am dying but I’ll be fine
Because I chose not to let you be the author of my decline.

I am dying but all of this is just temporary.
And soon, you’ll watch me rise again, worthily,
My broken limbs turning into everlasting petals.

You’ll watch me become the garden I was always meant to be,
And my perfume will make your heart shiver,
My essence will embrace every lost soul, and every broken heart.

And soon, I’ll be looking down at you and won’t even remember your name.

Because you were just temporary
And eternity was always supposed to be me.

—  how could you even believe you could defeat infinity?

Letter to Jamison .

|| @t0talmayhem

Dear Jamison,

I know you don’t like being called that but it’s a letter and I’m going to be formal, you know that. Though I haven’t started this very formal-


We talked last night about the fact I’ll be going back to Antarctica to restructure the Ecopoint and I’ll be gone for maybe three months, maybe longer depending how the schedule goes.

I will be honest that I’m frightened… I’m frightened because I’m going with engineers and climatologists outside of Overwatch and we’re going to have to see my friends again. I can’t remember if I told you about that?

You’re probably wondering why I’m giving you a letter and no one else.
The reason is, we’ve grown close over the last couple of months and I have to tell you something but I don’t know that I have the words to say in person.

I’m sorry for when we first met. For how mean I was to you and for always calling you a bully. When we met you were unlike anyone I had ever met before and now I realise that really isn’t a bad thing. It was just a culture shock.

You have an incredible mind. You’re intelligent, you’re sweet and caring, you’re genuinely wonderful and very loved. Yes, I will admit that you’re wild and eccentric, you do have a criminal record the length of your arm and you haven’t always been the politest but you’re unique and I love that.

I love that. And, I think I love you.

Now do you see why I couldn’t say all of this in person? I don’t know if you’ll understand. Maybe you’ll be angry that I’ve said it. Or happy. I have no idea.

Nothing is going to happen to me in Antarctica but if it did then at least you know. I say I ‘think’ because if anything I’m frightened about how you will react. I know I’m going to miss you whilst I’m away but at least if I don’t hear from you these three months I’ll know it isn’t mutual and that’s okay.

It’ll be okay.

I’m five minutes from leaving so I better get this to you before I go – try not to give Roadhog a hard time whilst I’m gone, or Ana or Winston. They know best.

Take care of yourself please. If you need me, Winston can show the email system. (I know you don’t like computers but we don’t have a mail man where I’m going)


Mei ❄

P.s. Angela can translate the Chinese for you! Otherwise, I promise it’s nothing mean. You’ll have to trust me.

Remember what i said about the SPmath teacher last time ? Well i told my spanish teacher what happened and right after i told him, i had SP class. so i go there, i’m sitting, i take out my lessons and all. He’s giving us the result of the test, and there when he give mine he’s making critics like, i don’t answer. He keeps talking and at à moment after noticing that i don’t answer he say ‘hey’ i answer ‘i listen’ without being mean or anything and it took it bad and he said 'you don’t have to talk to me like that !’ i then say 'i just said that i was listening’ well it keeps going like that during all the class (so two hours) but i didn’t say anything wrong ! I answered him maybe with little insolence at a moment but it was after an hour of him annoying me like that and after he asked 'where are your exercices’ and i said 'not there’ that’s the most meany thing i’ve said during all the classe ! And he’s the one getting mad at me but i did nothing wrong !

What did the Spanish teacher say when you told him about your math teacher? Did he take any action? 

Maybe talk to your mom about it? What he’s doing isn’t right

ichigo married his stalker, ew!

hey remember when ichigo promised his stalker to protect her? remember when ichigo was devastated when his stalker was kidnapped and thought dead? remember when ichigo lashed out at ulquiorra because he mentioned his stalker was taken by force? remember when ichigo told grimmjow he couldn’t get hurt because his stalker said so??? remember ichigo CARING about his stalker, asking her if he could walk her home??? no??? yeah me nei–


Choices (Jeonghan & Wonwoo SVT Fluff/Angst)

“Y/N, I like you,” Their voices echoed in you head as you stood unsure of who to pick. Wonwoo or Jeonghan. How could you be forced to decide from your best friends? You’ve known the both of them for as long as you can remember. As the two of them stare at you with piercing eyes, you keep on looking in between the two of them. 

Keep reading

Ok so you remember a little while ago when I told you about the girls in my class who were talking about the caps? I finally got to talk to them about hockey today. They were walking behind me and talking about how we got our asses kicked by the pens and I turned around and was like “FUCK THE PENGUINS” and suddenly I was in the conversation. Turns out one of the girls is new to hockey and is just getting into it. This gave me a great opportunity to show off my Tom Wilson selfie, and even though she loved it and said he was fucking gorgeous, my assurances that he was a sweetheart did not dissuade her from thinking that he was “a psycho on the ice.” And she said her favorite was “the one who’s always hanging out with Wilson.” “Andre Burakovsky?” “YES! That’s the one he’s so beautiful.” So we’ve bonded over our love of the gorgeous swede.

I think I might be on the verge of creating a bond with someone

as much as i hate admitting it to myself, i still do type your username on the search bar. i still remember your birthday and the way your blue eyes shine when you smile. i still wait for a someday where maybe we’ll cross paths again but deep down, i know someday doesn’t have a date. i still lay on the floor, listen to your song and feel my tears filter through the cracks of my broken heart. no one told me getting over someone would be so damn hard, if only you would’ve come with a warning sign…
—  i long for the day i won’t see you in my dreams anymore.

David Suchet’s Poirot joke on the Doctor Who Fan Show, May 6, 2017 [x]


Barry/Iris in The Flash Reborn

I don’t know if you can hear me, or if you’re trying to send us a message somehow. I did what you told me to. I kept running, I kept moving forward, because I knew that if I stopped to look back, then I would remember that you weren’t behind me anymore. And it’s been so hard. And when Cisco said that he could bring you back, you know, I didn’t know what to think. What if it didn’t work? What if you were dead? I mean, I thought it would be like losing you all over again. I never imagined this, though. I don’t know what I would do if this is all that’s left of you, if this is all that’s left of the amazing man that I know and love.
Please come back to me. Tell me you’re still my Barry.

It’s like, everything that was wrong in my life, the pain of my past, my mistakes, it’s all just washed away. And all I see is you, and us, and our future together.

“you’re too young to know your sexuality” kind of people need to fuck the hell off.

When did you know you were straight? 14? 16? Have you ever been told,“you’re only a 11 year old girl…you can’t know you only like boys yet…”

Personally, I noticed my sexuality- that I can remember from the earliest of six. I knew I liked girls & guys even if I couldn’t put a name to it due to not being taught about that stuff. I suppressed it due to the intense heterosexual norms of society.

There isn’t a bloody age limit in being able to acknowledge, recognise/accept your sexuality.

so you’re basically saying I have to wait a large proportion of my life …

to be able to be who I am?

To be the gender I know I was meant to be? Or to know I’m attracted to girls?

That’s bullshit.

~College!au Pen Pal Jungkook~ PART FOURTEEN:END

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“Revenge?” You inquired with a smirk as he dragged you out of your room. 

“Come on. We have to make her feel bad, you know?”

“Aren’t we supposed to be the bigger people?” You raised an eyebrow. Stopping in his tracks, he sighed. “Aren’t you mad about what she did?”

“Oh, definitely.”

“Then, for once, just this once, for your…boyfriend, can you agree?” He drawled out the word ‘boyfriend’ as if testing it out and then nodded in satisfaction.

“Boyfriend, huh? I don’t recall you asking to be my boyfriend,” you looked around, aimlessly.

“But Y/N,” Jungkook whined, shaking your hand in his grasp.


“I’ve already told you I love you and I’ve kissed you,” He peered down at you with a raised brow. When you nodded, motioning him to continue, he shook his head as a chuckled released from his lips. “Now, all that there’s left is the question. Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Sure, I love you, too, so it’s very clear that’d be my answer. Now, what were you thinking for revenge?”

“That’s it? A ‘Sure’? You know what, I should’ve expected that,” He laughed.

“Did you expect me to jump into your arms oh so gracefully and give you a kiss?”

“I mean, that’d be nice,” Jungkook shrugged with a cheeky grin. Rolling your eyes, you stood on your tippy-toes and pecked his cheek. He pouted but nonetheless walked along. 

“So, girlfriend, my plan of revenge is messy,” Jungkook smirked, leading you to his dorms.

“You’re not gonna call me that always, right? I like the sound of it but do we want to be that couple?” After a moment of silence you nodded to yourself. “Of course we do. We’ll annoy the shit out of people.”


“So what were you thinking?” You asked again when you reached his room; a room you stayed in plenty of time. You were the one who hogged his bed and constantly fought over room while, Yoongi, poor Yoongi, had to watch from the other side. Unlike you, Jungkook had a roommate. 

Opening the door, you both walked in. At the sound, Yoongi’s head popped up from his laying down position on the bed. “Y/N! I never thought I’d say this, but I missed you here!” Yoongi shouted, grinning ear to ear. You’ve never seen him like this.

“Hyung,” Jungkook sighed. 

“Nope, I missed Y/N. How many times have I told you to apologize to her for ignoring her for so long?” Yoongi stood up and walked over to the both of you. 

“Many,” Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly, casting his eyes downward.

“Oh really? Well, hate to break it to you but it required a Vmin intervention to get him to apologize,” You playfully scowled in Jungkook’s direction. 

“Why, what happened?”

“Remember Y/F/N?”

“That girl I met once when she came over and after she left, I banned her from coming back because she was too damn annoying? Yeah, I remember her,” Yoongi rolled his eyes as if recalling a day he’d much rather forget. 

“She wasn’t my pen pal…Y/N was,” Jungkook still obviously felt guilty for picking a stranger over you.

“Oh? That makes a lot of sense. I liked your pen pal’s sense of humor and I liked Y/N,” Snapping his fingers he shook his head, “Should connected them sooner.”

“Well, now she’s exposed and Kook and I want to get revenge,” You clapped your hands, smiling sweetly.

“And we’re dating! Y/N, can’t forget about the highlight,” Jungkook grinned.

“I sure hope you are. The way Jungkook used to go on and on about you, you already knew he was in love with you.” 

“Oh really?”

“Hyung! Not important right now! Revenge plan, remember?” Jungkook waved his hands around.

“I love a good revenge plan. What were you thinking?”

“Remember the paint war we were supposed to have?”

“The one with the balloons?”

Nodding his head, Jungkook grinned. “That’s a great idea!”

Looking between the two boys who’d be thought being twelve years old with a conversation like this, you were confused. Paint war? Balloons? 

“You think? It isn’t too mean?”

“You’re asking the wrong person…I’d write roast the shit out of them with a diss track. How can I help?”

“Great. More of Jungkook’s friends. Wanna yell at me, too?” You overheard Y/F/N groan when she spotted Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin approaching her. 

Both you and Jungkook were hiding on top of a probably restricted construction structure. It was in front of one of the buildings being repaired from storm damage. Under the structure, was Y/F/N where you had planned her to be. 

“We were just wondering why you lied to Jungkook,” Jin said, innocently, walking closer, but not close enough to be ‘revenge-ed.’

“I have to explain it to you, too? Ugh, honestly if I had known this would be the consequences of being his friend in the first place then I’d–” You nudged Jungkook to hurry up and start. Jungkook sent you a smirk before dropping the blue water balloon so it landed on her head. 

She let out a shriek as you stifled a laugh. The boys in front of her laughed their asses off, and you quickly grabbed the special present Taehyung gave you. Throwing it on the ground next to her, an eruption of purple smoke was released. 

“Smoke bomb. Smart,” Jungkook nodded, handing you a balloon. You both threw the remaining balloons before the smoke dissipated and scurried off the structure. You pretended to be just walking in on the scene, noticing the boys motioning you over. 

“You did this!” Y/F/N pointed an accusing finger at the two of you. Putting both your hands up in surrender you denied, “We just got here, how would we?” You couldn’t contain your laugh as you observed her. She was a rainbow. Her arms were green and orange, while her head and torso was a mixture between blues and pinks. 

“Then maybe it was the other two,” She was fuming. 

“Us?” Taehyung and Jimin genuinely just entered the scene. All the while, other students walked by with snickers and smirks on their faces.

“Wondered why she got that.”

“I don’t care. She deserved it. You know she stole my boyfriend in freshman year?”

“She looks better like that.”

“I’d give a high five to the person who did that.”

Smirking to yourselves, both you and Jungkook returned to your dorm room. “Now, that, was fun,” You yelled, a large grin on your face. Tackling Jungkook in an embrace, you sighed in content. 

“Princess, as long as you’re dating me, it’ll always be fun,” He wiggled his eyebrows, suggestively.

“Says the virgin,” You smirked causing him to gasp. 

“Hey! You’re making fun!”

“No, no, just a small tease,” You leaned up and pecked his lips. Humming in response, Jungkook pulled you onto your bed. Hovering over you and wrapping his arms around you, he gave a cute smile.

“Just letting you know, I’m not letting go. Ever,” He buried his head in the crook of your neck as you laid underneath him.

“Good. Because I don’t want you to.”

The both of you soon fell asleep, your hand playing with his hair, a new thing you did that Jungkook loved. However, like the last time, you managed to move around so you were against his chest and legs tangled together. 

This time, when you woke up, there was no awkwardness. Soft smiles and sweet words were exchanged between you two and man, you wondered what the hell you did to deserve it. 

That day, you were both sent to you Dean’s office where Y/F/N, still some part of her body covered in paint splatters, sat in his chair. You sat in the other two seats next to Y/F/N. 

“I’m sorry Y/F/N, but no one saw it,” your Dean apologized.

“They had a smoke bomb! Believe me they did it!” She pointed another accusing finger at you.

“And why would they do that?” The Dean raised his eyebrow. You and Jungkook exchanged glances. You were both expecting this. If Y/F/N said you waned revenge, she’d have to explain why. And why would be the reason she’d be in trouble. Pretending to be someone else, especially if it was part of an assignment, was a violation and she knew that.

Opening her mouth a few times, she looked down and grumbled to herself. Looking back up sweetly, she apologized, “You know, it probably wasn’t them. I’m sorry for wasting your time.” Then she marched out the door and closed it behind her. 

“I’m sorry I had to have you here. You see, paint was thrown at Y/F/N and she thought you two were the culprits. Do you know why’d she’d think that?”

The both of you shook your heads in disbelief, widening your eyes. “What?” “No way!”

“I thought so. You can leave now,” the Dean motioned to the door. 

“See? Smoke bombs are smart,” you smirked, out of ear range of the Dean’s office.

Intertwining your hands, Jungkook sighed, “What an adventure; First I talked to my pen pal, then you, then back to my pen pal, then you, and then Y/F/N, and then you who was my pen pal all along? Wow, what a story to tell.”

“Yeah, at least we’re both at fault. We both did stupid things.”

“Because we’re both idiots,” Jungkook finished.

“For each other,” you pinched his cheek lovingly, causing him to groan. 

“You’re lucky I love you.”

“As Sarcastic Princess would say, I love me too,” You smiled when he chuckled. “Oh, and I love you, too.”

ITS OVER *wipes tear* I hope this was an okay ending that satisfied you all! Thank you all so much for reading this and leaving such sweet messages and asks. I couldn’t ask for a better bunch of readers.

As for the next pen pal, it’s going to be….*drum rolls* Yoongi’s!!! So all you Yoongi biased (heh me too) be sure to stick around!! Pls, I love making friends.

How did you like it? Any particular parts you loved? Let me know!

I love y’all~

anonymous asked:

If you were to advise young girls on what to look out for in guys, what would some of the things be?

typically my advice is to stay away from men for as long as possible. Odds are that the majority you run into, will hinder your growth. So my advice is to look out for men, rather than look for anything in them.

Cultivate your self-esteem, your passions, become financially independent.

Cultivating self-esteem: i can’t stress this enough, it must be there before you go near men. Most men will damage your self-esteem. It doesn’t even have to be deliberate on their part. It can be something like them not responding to your communication needs and you will turn that inwards, and see that as reflecting your self-worth.

My advice to brown girls is typically the same as well. To build those things first. But then i guess, reluctantly, I do advise them to date. Because they will often be discouraged from dating. And in my experience, no woman from our cultures has managed to get away with not being paired to a man without breaking ties, no matter her initial reluctance. And your parents pickings will definitely be far worse, in that the aim of parents choosing for you (whether anyone admits it or not) is to continue patriarchal control over you.

So coming to what to look for in men:

1) look for how he reacts when you disagree with him. This is the biggest thing imo. Does he get irritated. Does he budge. If he does budge is it reluctant “I guess you’re right”. Do things seem to always be followed by a but. What you want is someone who is impressed and admires you. Not someone who is annoyed that you know better or more, because that would mean he wants to maintain himself above you. Also, men can admire you for being intelligent or opinionated but still manage to reduce you for it: either objectify you or infantilize you. E.g., aw its so cute she knows a lot. OR it’s hot that she knows a lot. Avoid  both. 

2) is the conversation conducive: it’s more than if he is just listening to you and can regurgitate what you’ve told him about yourself. Does the convo have a flow. Do you get to say what you want. Does he hear you out, ask questions, show interest.. or is he just waiting for an entry point in the convo where he can insert himself in order to relate to you. Because the first one feels wholesome whereas the latter, while okay, will make you feel empty in the long run. 
(and i personally like it when i have said what I want, and the guy still stays quiet on the topic until I ask him so ‘what about you’. I like it when they are quiet and don’t speak unless instructed.. this applies for any men in my life not just dating  lmao but anyway)

3) look for how he talks about other women.. what it is that he talks about when he talks about women. Look at how he looks at other women. Ask him about the women he has been attracted to and how he became attracted to them/what about them he liked. Ask this for real women. Ask this about fictional women. Always be mindful of whether he is objectifying women or not. If he is objectifying women, he’s not capable of real love so forget it. How to know whether he is objectifying women or not? Ask yourself if you or any women you have known would become attracted to a man in the same way/same scenario that he is describing to you.

4) Porn, dominance & attraction: this one is by far the hardest for me to describe. It does go in with #3, about how they talk about women. You can ask the guy about his current porn use, age at first exposure. What he thinks about and gets off to lol. But I have found that they give it away in their verbal language and body language. Like the example of the guy I talked about who I had asked who he was attracted to/ if he ever found someone sexually attractive that he did not find emotionally attractive. And he mentioned his boss and then told me how he did fantasize about her, then goes “you know when you wanna put someone in their place….. oh you don’t know??” If a guy “falls for you” real fast, to me that is an indication of him having objectified you. Love takes getting to know. If he seems to have a “type”, i am personally weary of those men. Any type at all. A body type, even a personality type. Because they still manage to reduce women into categories. You cannot and should not fall in love with a category!

5) how he makes you feel about yourself: related to the above. It’s his responsibility to make you feel good about yourself. I have stated elsewhere that I believe, that unless a woman has clinical type self-esteem issues, the average woman’s self-esteem issues in a relationship actually stem from their male partner’s failures. Their male partner is either objectifying other women which comes across subtly in conversations or the way they behave. So if you are not feeling good about yourself while you are with him, you’re not crazy. He is shit. 

6) age old how he treats others: how does he treat people in the service industry. Does he get annoyed when his food at the restaurant takes longer. Life is a game of patience, and he won’t live if he doesn’t have any.

7) sense of responsibility: does he pick up after others. Not just himself. But others. This is observed. But also you can tell from the stories he tells you. What does he do for others? It’s the kind of thing where eg., the house phone rings, who has to go for it or else it goes unanswered? Would he put the dishes in the sink or leave them around for someone else to pick up?

8) what is he telling you about himself: related to above.. When we tell stories, we all want something taken away from them about ourselves. What is he trying to get across? Most men’s stories are about a display of power and dominance, rather than having been helpful. Take notice!

9) How he relates to other men and things deemed feminine: does he have a lot of guy friends (these men are a lost cause lmao). If he tries to distance himself from anything that is related to women, stay away from that man. E.g., he doesn’t watch click flicks… or  watches them cos they are good to watch when you don’t want to think so much. Also relating to #3, you can also check that from how he views female characters in movies, TV shows and books. If he sees their perspective or not. I remember one guy told me that robot girl from ex-machina was crazy, and that’s all he had to say, and i wanted to bash his head in cos of how dumb his thoughts on the movie were….. If he can’t see from the female perspective in shows and books where it is literally spelled out, he lacks emotional depth and empathy. 

I can’t think of more. Over the years I have mentioned quite a few as I came across! But I haven’t interacted much with men as of late so it’s not so fresh anymore. Just look for any display of dominance and dehumanization, both in words and in actions. I do have an advice tag