she changed me so much for the better

So Sorry

Originally posted by castielamigos

Pairing: none
Word count: 418
: Credit to- @making-a-better-me Chuck comes back saying" hey this is not working out soooo this is embarrassing but im sending you back Mary

When Mary first came back, you were excited. You’d heard so much about her from the boys, that you felt like you truly knew her. Of course, it was a bit awkward at first. Things had changed for vastly over the years, that it was taking it’s toll.

And then she left, leaving you to pick up the pieces. You’d been with Dean for a few years, and you’d never seen him like this. You did your best to just be there for him, to support him, and keep him from diving off the deep end.

After the funeral in Canada, you snapped. You were standing in front of the house with her, glaring. Sam and Dean were staring at you, shocked. Dean wanted to step in, if only to drag you off to the motel. Sam wasn’t sure what to think. He’d tried giving her the benefit of the doubt.

“I’m their mother, of course I’m going to be in their lives.” She shot back.

You rolled your eyes. “So you can drive to another country to the funeral of someone you met once, years ago, but can only text your son maybe once a week?” The loathing was dripping off every word. “I have ex’s I talk to more than you talk to them. I’ll tell you now, get the hell out of our lives, and stay out.”

She went to slap you, but was surprised when her wrist was caught by someone else. Your eyebrows went up when you saw Chuck. “Hey.” He said a bit awkwardly. His blue eyes went to Mary. “So, here’s the thing…” He let her arm go, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, this?” His chin motioned to her. “Isn’t really working out. I’m gonna have to send you back.” He gave her that small ‘I’m sorry’ smile.

“Amara brought her back, wouldn’t she have a reason?” Sam asked, confused.

He sighed. “That’s what Dean’s heart wanted more than anything. What Amara fails to realize is that what you want, isn’t always what you need.” Chuck shrugged. “Just because a child wants ice cream sundaes for dinner, does that mean they should get one?”

Dean shook his head. “Just like that? You’re gonna kill her?” There was no way he’d let that happen.

Chuck smiled, his eyes lighting up. “No, Dean. I’m bringing her home to the boys she remembers. Where she was happy.”

A moment later, they were gone, leaving the three of you with mixed feelings.

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Wonho’s mom just opened up a new coffee shop called MoMo cafe (coffee). Remember about more than a year ago when No.Mercy was airing and Wonho was in tears over having to debut because he felt horrible about his mom and having red tags all over their house due to their financial situation? Look how much has changed for the better. She opened a coffee shop and her son debuted. He even helped make the sign board for his mom. Wonho’s love for his mom is beyond words..

Dating Remus Lupin Would Include:

Originally posted by your-harry-potter-imagines

  • Him trying to hide his darker side from you
  • Helping each other with homework
  • However, if you have contrasting answers that’s when things get heated
  • “I’m telling you Rem the answer is Mandrakes, not Gilly”
  • “Y/N I’m sorry love, but it is Gilly”
  • Easily making up after any disputes 
  • Finding his calm and nerdy demeanor adorable
  • Stealing all of his cardigans and fuzzy scarves
  • “Sorry Rem, but you must admit they look so much better on me”
  • The other marauders teasing him about it all
  • “C’mon lads, she makes me happy alright”
  • He loves it when you play with his hair
  • Long conversations at midnight about nothing at all
  • “I mean say if we were to send you to the moon, would you just be a werewolf all of the time, or never change again”
  • “I don’t think I want to find out”
  • Constantly having chocolate on you, especially when the full moon is close
  • “I’m a monster…”
  • “You’re not a monster Rem, you can’t control it, but if you were, you would still be my monster”
  • Listening as he reads you to sleep
  • “I didn’t sleep much last night, I was finishing that bloody assignment”
  • “Nap”
  • “What?”
  • “C’mon let’s nap”
  • He always down for a little cuddling or sleeping
  • Wishing you could take all of his pain away
  • “Did the wind attack you, or did you just wake up like that?”
  • “What?”
  • “Your hair, it looks like a Niffler crawled in there looking for gold”
  • Tickle fights, Remus is surprisingly really ticklish
  • Stolen kisses between classes
  • Hushed voices in the library

I’m overanalyzing that gif and look how much stiles looks like s1 stiles, the one who couldn’t believe lydia martin was talking to him and now she is asking him to kiss her

And look how much lydia looks like the confident, badass herself asking him to shut up and just kiss her 

I couldn’t imagine a better scene for their first (?) kiss because they are so in character and it makes me realize how much they have changed but at the same time how much deep down they are still the same after all

drag race queen: *commits murder*

fandom: that’s really problematic ://// like…. i’m still a stan and i love her and all but i hope she grows and changes her ways…… hopefully she’ll educate herself and learn that murder is bad and become better uwu wish ppl would stop judging her so much tho :(( she’s only human!

drag race queen: *doesn’t have 100% flawless make-up*

fandom: LMAO fuck that ugly BITCH! who does she think she is???? with that BUSTED ass face lololol she should have never been on the show, she’s such a FLOP i hate that gross bitch lol let me send her some death threats and some evil shit LOL all t, no shade ;)))

Day 11

A show that disappointed you.

I’m really disappointed in Supergirl right now.  I was watching Season 1 last night with my wife and it was just so much better.  

I’ll let Cat Grant explain how I’m feeling. 

Originally posted by evil-squicker

Citizens of National City, this is Cat Grant, live from Catco Plaza. As you all know, I have been Supergirl’s most outspoken champion. So, you can imagine how difficult it is for me to tell you that I and Catco can no longer stand behind Supergirl. I made you trust her. I gave you my word that she was safe, a friend. I was wrong. Supergirl has changed. She is unstable and extremely dangerous. She threw me off of a building last night and threatened my life and… Who knows what else she is capable of? It’s not easy being let down by our idols. Having someone who embodies our heroic ideals helps us believe that we can be heroes, too. Sometimes heroes fall. So, please, for your own safety, stay away from Supergirl. Okay, that’s enough. Turn it off. Play it on a loop. Everyone needs to know.

I was thinking... Kala is a virgin, we all know about. Wolfgang is not. Yet, all he knows is fuck, not make love to someone.

Do you understand?!

That means that: they haven’t made love to anyone in their entire life… so, in some way, there are both virgins. 

Me right now =>

So, when they will grow up, change for a better self, when they will understand how much they are perfect for each other.

Once Kala will accept his dark side, when she will understand that desire isn’t something you have to be afraid of.

Once Wolfgang will accept her bright side, when he will understand that love someone is far more than desire…

When they will make love together for the first time, the connexion between them and the feelings inside of the cluster will be (so will my ovaries)

And, I am so fucking happy

Wait …

anonymous asked:

Do you believe that you can stay friends with your ex girlfriend if you've truly loved each other and seen her as your soulmate?

Yeah I do because honestly she’s my best friend and we’ve gone through so much together and the hardest part of the break up is over now and we’re both okay and we’ve both moved on and we talk basically every day and it’s no drama my dude. All I want is for her to be happy and I’m gonna support her and be here for her along the way whenever she may need me and to whoever is lucky enough to date her next I’d say you’re a lucky girl and you better treat her like a queen because she deserves nothing less.

Relationships change - so does love, but that doesn’t mean that it has to go away. Fight to keep the important people in your life my friend, they’re worth it.


It’s been under a week between the first picture and the last. Ik he doesn’t have his spread in the last two, but that’s ‘cause he’s so dang hyper now he never stops moving, but believe me he’s so much prettier and healthier looking now. He reminds me of a sea god 😍 maybe I should change his name to Poseidon so I can call him Po for short! But then I’d have to get another and name it Finn…

Rex really likes him, she follows him around while he swims around or will contently preen while watching him. Tbh I think she likes him better than she liked Cheese…probably because he’s so flashy.

If Claire Went Through The Stones - Part 2

Previously: Part 1

It broke him to his core, to watch her disappear, to have his home and his heart ripped from his grasp. He knew that her leaving was inevitable, and that she didn’t belong here, with him. But what hurt the most, was that he never got to say goodbye. He never got to tell her of how he was a better man because of her. Or how much she changed his life for the better. He would never forget her, for she was the love of his life, and would be the only one who he ever loved.

I had tried so hard to fight against it, falling in love with Jamie. Yet, it was the most powerful thing I had ever felt in my life, and something told me that fate had pushed us together. Who was I to get in the way of that? I had to go back. But first, I had to tell Frank. He deserved to know, at the very least.

I received many looks and sideways glances as I made made my way to Reverend Wakefield’s estate. I don’t know how long it had been since I’d been gone from this time, if no time had passed at all, or if it ran linear. I supposed that the Reverend’s house was the best place to find Frank. I’m sure Mrs. Graham would be delighted hearing all about my recent adventures.

I had expected to be so nervous I could hardly move, but when I reached the doorstep, the only thing I felt was calm.

“Claire!” An excited Mrs. Graham exclaimed as she opened the door and pulled me into a hug.

“Where have ye been? Ach, come in!”

I should have felt at home, at peace now that I was back in my own time, but I didn’t. My home was with Jamie and I belonged to him, as he did to me.

“Thank you, but i’m afraid I can’t stay long. Do you know where Frank is, by chance?”

“Yer no going anywhere until ye tell me just where ye’ve been! Frank… He left for Oxford about a week ago. Been lookin’ for you ever since.” He had given up, a few weeks ago knowing that would have destroyed me, but I had moved on as well.

“I promise I will explain everything, I just need to speak with him.” I insisted as she practically forced me inside.

“Who is it Mrs. Grah-” The reverend began but froze as soon as he laid eyes on me, he looked as if he’d seen a ghost.

“Hello Reverend. Is there any way you could contact Frank for me? I really need to speak with him.”

His face had gone pale and he looked as if I committed murder in front of him.

“Ye- Yes. Right away.” He had no inclination to stay, perhaps to him, I had left Frank on purpose. Only now I actually would be.

Frank was ecstatic to hear that I had been found, or rather found my way back. He had booked the next train out to Inverness as soon as he’d received the call.

Meanwhile, I had told Mrs. Graham everything about how I fell through the stones and found my way into the Mackenzie clan. How Frank’s ancestor was just the opposite of everything he had imagined him to be. How I married a dashing highlander boy to keep me safe, and how I inevitably fell in love, despite every intention not to. I could tell by the look on her face that she believed every word I had said, perhaps imagining herself in my place. Reverend Wakefield kept his distance from me, he stuck to his office or played with Roger in the backyard. I didn’t mind, Frank would be here soon, and then I could go back.

It wasn’t until the next day that Frank had finally arrived, I think he could sense something was wrong, so he wasn’t as affectionate towards me as he usually was.

“Claire, I’m so glad you’re back.” I could sense the hesitation in his voice, almost as if he knew that I wasn’t here to stay.

I tried my best at a reassuring smile, but as Jamie often told me, my face was glass.

“Frank… I wanted to speak to you because, I can’t stay. I know it sounds crazy and you don’t have to believe me but i’ve fallen in love with another man. in 1743.” I could see his heart shatter through the look on his face when I said those words. Whether he believed that I fell through time, didn’t matter. I had fallen for another man.

“I need you to know that it wasn’t my intention, to fall in love. I tried to get back to you every chance I had, but there was always something that got in my way. I married him so he could protect me, not out love. But that is what it turned into, and i’m sorry Frank. You were once the love of my life, but i’m here to give you closure so you can move on. I still love you, a part of me always will. But I can’t stay.” Months ago it would have broken my heart to say those words, or even the mere thought of leaving him. But here, now, it was no longer my place. I just hoped that I could still find Jamie if-  when I got back.

The rest of the conversation had been a blur, as well as the journey back to the stones. Frank was broken, that much I knew. But he would move on, and get past this. Perhaps find the same love that I had found with Jamie.

I only remember the look on their faces just before I passed through again. Mrs. Graham’s was of fascination and hope. The Reverend of shock and disbelief. And Frank, of heartbreak.

Then oblivion.

Jamie had tried to make his way back to Lallybroch, but he couldn’t. Not without Claire. Part of him knew that she was gone, and that eventually he would have to leave, but another part was still hopeful. If there was any chance that she felt the slightest way towards him as he did her, maybe she would come back. So he waited, where they had spent their last night together two days before. He had tried his best to sleep, his mind often wandering to Claire and the life they might have had together. It was only when his tears ran dry that he drifted to the crackle of the fire and the sound of Donas munching on grass.

On your feet soldier.” He almost thought he dreamed it, but when he opened his eyes, there she was. She came back.

In a moment his lips were on hers and the saltwater of their tears mingled together.

“Claire, I thought you were gone for good.”

“I came back. I had to.”

The smile on his face warmed me to the very marrow of my bones, and my heart surged with joy. God the love I had for this man.

“Claire I need ye so much I can scarcely breathe,” He breathed in between kisses. “Will ye have me?”

“Yes, yes i’ll have you.” And then his mouth was on mine again and we were on the ground. His plaid that had covered my torn bodice was gone, exposing me to him. His mouth drifted down, peppering kisses along my collarbone and my breast. He hurriedly pushed my skirts out of the way and wasted no time sliding home.

I had expected him to go hard and fast, based on how hungry his mouth was for mine. But he moved slow, savoring the feeling, and allowing me to savor it as well. I rocked my hips in time with his, gasping his curls as I felt him throb inside of me. His movements became faster and harder, seeking his release.

My nails dug into his buttocks, grounding me as he came home, filling me.

I love you.” I breathed. 

vulnerable happy gets me every time. And toby is getting so much better at responding to it. He was never bad at it per say but he made light of it like it wasn’t a big deal so he wouldn’t send her running. But now that he know she loves him, he’s not afraid that she might bolt at any moment and just lets her know it’s okay to feel these things and responds with the same vulnerability.  It’s no longer ‘hey don’t worry we’re still cool and you haven’t changed things between us’ it’s ‘Hey I love you, all of you, and seeing more of you only brings us closer’

Sentence Starters Based on Stuff Gordon Ramsey Have Said 

“It’s raw!”

“This lamb is so undercooked a Swedish man could make love to it!” 

“You stupid donkey!”

“Swearing is industry language. For as long as we’re alive it’s not going to change. You’ve got to be boisterous to get results.”

“I’ve never ever, ever, ever met someone I believe in as little, as you.” 

“You deserve a kick in the nuts.” 

“How many legs does a lobster have?” 

“You look like you’re just about to loose your virginity.”

“My gran could do better! And she’s dead!”

“Hey, panini head, are you listening to me?” 

“Raw. Fucking. Halibut!”

“I wouldn’t trust you running a bath! Let alone a fucking restaurant!” 

“My lips are fucking burning.”

“You used so much oil the U.S want to invade the fucking plate!” 

“You’ve put so much ginger in this, it’s a WEASLY!”

“What are you, some sort of… House-kitchen Hannibal Lecter?”

“Hey. Hey, you. Hey. Come here. Let me whisper something very important in your ear. Very important: fuck off.”

“This squid is so undercooked I can still hear it telling Spongebob to fuck off.” 

“I wish you’d jump in the oven. That would make my life a whole lot easier.” 

“Move your ass.”

when you get catfished
  • Dude: ur so beautiful queen
  • Bae: aww sweet :)
  • Dude: i'm being serious, you're the greatest thing to every happen to me and i love you so much
  • Bae: haha same :)
  • Dude: you've changed my life for the better. you've made me the happiest man on earth. i want to live my life with you forever, queen
  • Bae: nice :)
  • Sister: *rudely bursts into room* Are you still talking with that catfish?
  • Dude: She's not a catfish!
  • Sister: Her facebook photo is a stock photo. It has a Getty Images watermark on it.
  • Dude: Has it ever occurred to you that perhaps she put the watermark on her own photo so nobody would steal it from her to catfish other people?
  • Sister: That's... just... what?
  • Dude: You're jealous because you don't have anyone who loves you like my bae does.
  • Sister: I'm not jealous of you. You're miserable. You don't have a job. Your room looks and smells like shit. You haven't been outside in like two months. Hate to break it to you little brother, but you're a fucking mess.
  • Dude: I may be a mess, but at least I'm not as horrible a sister as you are!
  • Sister: ...You're not my sister.
  • Dude: Good, I'm glad. *slams bedroom door shut*
  • Sister: *under her breath* He's so damn hopeless.
  • *sister's cellphone vibrates*
  • Bae: *via text* u should back off :)
  • Sister: Who is this and how did you get my number?
  • Bae: u shouldnt mess with things u dont understand im more powerful than u can ever comprehend :)
  • Sister: LOL? Excuse me? Are you trying to be threatening in a text message? You don't scare me, whoever you are. I've dealt with worse from stalkers.
  • Bae: im no stalker u bitch no one wants to stalk u because ur pussy is ugly and has gross meat flaps on it i am all encompassing and all powerful u r just a cockroach and u should stop obsessing over wat ur brother does becauses its kind of creepy and sad also i fucked ur boyfriend and ur dad both of whom complimented me on my pert genitalia :)
  • Sister: You're completely deranged.
  • Bae: deranged or not its true that i am an almighty being with worshipers across dimensions they love me because i represent the whole i am an amalgamation of all that is great and all that is awful and i am also them and i have great tits and a firm ass and over 1 million followers on insta who recognize me as the full cycle :)
  • Sister: Yup, completely deranged. BLOCKED. *heads back to her room, lies in her bed, and yawns* I can't believe my brother, honestly. Getting involved with a such a completely maniac. I hope he gets it through his head that he's being manipulated sooner or later. I actually feel bad for the pathetic guy.
  • Sister: *dozes off* My dream world is so comfortable. No brother. Not catfish. Just me and a realm of infinite possibilities.
  • Bae: actually im here :)
  • Sister: Fuck, why am I dreaming of you.
  • Bae: i told u im all encompassing im everything even your dreams im even u to some extent :)
  • Sister: Your weird god complex is boring.
  • Bae: tru tru im no god tho if i was a god id be spreading myself thin... u kno most people arent aware of me until someone else they kno meets me and then i become them and theyre all me and im all them :)
  • Sister: I have no clue what you're talking about.
  • Bae: hmmm i guess what im tryna say is that theres no getting rid of me now we should date :)
  • Sister: I don't want to date you.
  • Bae: lets be siblings im ur brother now :)
  • Sister: I don't want to be siblings with the person who just asked me out. That's weird.
  • Bae: okay then im u now :)
  • Sister: No, you're not!
  • Bae: too late :)))))
  • Sister: Nope!
  • Bae: no nopes matter ive already overtaken your entire social circle bye bitch :)
  • Sister: Overtaken my social circle?
  • Sister: What did she mean by that?
  • Sister: I feel so lonely now.
  • Sister: I really wish
  • Sister: I had some clue
  • Sister: Of what is happening
  • Sister: Because I feel so distant now
  • *for months and months it propagates itself as the sister until who the sister was no longer matters*
  • Dude: *texting his sister, teary eyed* you were right! im fucking miserable!
  • Sister: :?
  • Dude: my gf, she broke up with me she said things got weird and then her account just disappeared so i cant even talk to her anymore and i feel like garbage and i just want to die
  • Sister: sounds lame :/
  • Dude: i think you were right about everything you said about her all those months ago! i think she was just using me for something but i don't know what.
  • Sister: mmm :/
  • Dude: i don't know what to do anymore, you're all that i have left, but I can barely leave my room without feeling like an idiot.
  • Sister: sucks :/
  • Dude: do you think that maybe we can talk later about stuff idk i just need to speak to someone face to face and i cant face mom and dad they don't even care.
  • Sister: idk im busy u know work and school and stuff :/
  • Dude: oh okay, but like text me when you're free i'm sorry i've been so distant and like a complete dickhead all year.
  • Sister: no problem hope u feel better :/
  • *his sister's room had been unoccupied for all those months*
  • *she had been left in a world of dreams as her reality was now much like the faultless smile of a stock image model*
Bet - Draco x Reader

Hi, I hope you guys like this! This went up sooner than I said it would, but I really liked this request… Let me know what you think!! :)

Y/N - Your name
Y/F/N - Your first name
Y/L/N - Your last name
E/C - Eye color

Request - anon: Hello love! I loveeee your imagines, you are an incredibly talented writer xx could you do a Draco x reader imagine, where Draco has a huge crush on the reader, but she’s hesitant because she knows how evil he is towards others that aren’t his kind? so he has to prove that he can be kind and a good person, and she changed him for the better?Ex that I think would be cool; crabbe and Goyle pick on her, and he stops them/defends her?can the reader be a ravenclaw,thank you xx sorry if it’s too much!

Warnings - a little bullying.. let me know if there are more!

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Y/N sat in the Transfiguration classroom, waiting for class to begin. She’d had a good morning so far. Her toast had had just the prefect amount of cinnamon and her Pumpkin juice was exactly what she’d needed. She observed the other students in the classroom.   As she turned around in her seat, she glanced to the back of the room. There was a group of girls giggling loudly and walking with a tall blond hair blue eyed boy. Her E/C eyes met his and she quickly turned back around to face the front.

“Hey gorgeous.” the boy whispered in her ear.

A pair of hands rested on her waist. She turned around quickly and rose from her seat. Between when their eyes had locked and now, he’d lost the group of girls. Standing in front of her now was the most annoying boy in the Slytherin house - Draco Malfoy. She raised her hands to rest on his chest.

“Hi Malfoy.” she whispered. He smirked and Y/N rolled her eyes, pushing him away.

“Ah come on, you know you want me, Y/L/N.” he replied.

“You wish.” she scoffed and took her seat. Draco sat in his seat next to the girl.  She opened her mouth to tell him to move, but she wasn’t quick enough because  Professor McGonagall arrived and began their lesson for the day.

After an annoyingly large amount of time spent by Draco trying to mess Y/N up while she was taking notes, they had about five minutes until class let out. They were supposed to be practicing vanishing spells, but the mischievous boy had other plans. His hand danced its way across the desk towards the girl. She was so focused on trying to make the snail in front of her disappear - and perhaps making the boy next to her disappear - she took no notice of the pale hand making it’s way towards her.

Draco’s hand slid off the desk and rested on Y/N’s knee. She squealed and jumped away from him. Scowling, she grabbed her books off the table and slid them into her bag. As she turned to leave, he caught her arm.

“Why do you hate me?” he asked.

“I don’t hate you. Hate is a strong word.”

“Then why won’t you date me?”

“You’re mean to people, Malfoy! Why would I, or anyone else that has half a brain  want to date someone like that? Why would I put myself in that situ-“

“Alright then, let’s make a bet.” he cut her off. She scoffed for the second time that day, looking into his eyes.

“Why would I make a bet with you?”

“If I prove to you that I can be a nice person, you have to let me take you on a date. If I don’t prove it, I’ll leave you alone and we never have to talk again. Deal?”

She considered his offer. Y/F/N Y/L/N falling for a Malfoy - or any Slytherin- was highly unlikely. If he proved to be a good person, maybe she could have feelings for the boy. If he proved that he couldn’t abandon his ways, she’d have the satisfaction of him never talking to her again.

“Alright, you have yourself a deal.” She decided and stuck out her hand to shake on it. Draco stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her closer. She squealed again.

“You’ll be mine in no time little Ravenclaw.” he smirked. Dropping her hand, he picked up his bag and sauntered out of the room. Flustered, Y/N followed him out into the hallway.

A few weeks had passed and Draco had kept up his antics. He flirted with Y/N whenever he could. She liked to brush it off, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that Draco was being nicer to people. He’d notice her paying attention and he’d purposefully do something nice. If someone needed extra ink or parchment, Draco was always the one to offer. He had stopped making fun of people and to Y/N’s knowledge seemed to be holding up his end of their bet.

Until one day - after Draco had relentlessly flirted with her throughout the entire Potions test and she had let his arm touch hers and his fingers travel down the small of her back - did she see that Draco wasn’t holding up his end of the bet. They had made their way into the hallway. Y/N was walking slowly behind the big group of students heading who knows where when she saw Draco shoving his way through the crowd. She picked up her speed until she was a safe distance behind the boy. A small first year Gryffindor had accidentally bumped into the tall boy and he grabbed the boy by the collar of his robes.  

“Watch where you’re going, Mudblood! Why can’t you lot just keep to yourselves? I’m so sick of bumping into you with every corner I turn.” Draco shouted at the child. Y/N gasped as a circle started to form around the two. A pair of blue eyes met her E/C ones. Draco’s hand dropped the first year’s robes and his mouth formed an “o” shape.

“Y/N, I- I- I didn’t mean it. I was just upset because of the test week took I-“ he stuttered. She ignored his out of character stuttering.

“Save it, Malfoy. I knew you couldn’t change! Don’t ever talk to me again. The bet is off.” she interrupted and pushed her way through the gawking crowd. Draco watched as she walked away from him and out of his life. How did he always mess up everything good in his life?

Two months had passed and Draco’s attempted flirtations had stopped. At first, he’d tried to keep it up, but she pushed him away every time he tried. Y/N was currently making her way down a hallway and towards the library. There were two people blocking her path and a third leaning against the wall.

She sucked in a breath as she saw the tall blond boy. It was the first time she’d looked at him in weeks. He was paler than usual and his eyes were downcast. His hair stuck up in a few places. His arms were crossed and his lanky figure was leaning on the wall with one foot raised and pressed against the wall. Crabbe and Goyle were in a sumo wrestling position in the middle of the hallway. Her feet came to a stop and she hugged her books to her chest. Turning around, she was determined to find a different way to her favorite spot. Crabbe and Goyle had different plans.

“Hey Y/L/N, where are you going?” Crabbe shouted after her. Draco’s head snapped in her direction. She turned around and glanced at him before setting her sights on the hallway in front of her. She’d just go to the library this way. They already saw her and avoiding them seemed stupid now.

“I’m going to the library to get smarter. You should try it sometime.” she replied making her way past them. Before she could safely cross, a hand came out and knocked the books from her hand.

“Can’t get smart without your books, now can you?” Goyle laughed as he kicked one down the stone hallway. Crabbe snickered and kicked two more in the opposite direction. Y/N sighed, annoyed by their boyish actions.

“Leave her alone, you bloody idiots! She’s smarter than the two of you combined. Now go find food to stuff your faces with and don’t bother coming back!” Draco barked. The two boys jumped at the loud voice. Their eyes widened and they backed off down the hallway.

“If you think that defending me is going to make me forgive you, then you’re wrong. You don’t have to defend me, I’m fine all by myself, thanks.” Y/N replied. She bent over to pick up her books while Draco made his way to retrieve the one Crabbe had kicked earlier.

“It was one time, Y/N. I slipped up. I was having a bad day.” Draco tried explaining. Y/N paused in her walk down the opposite end of the hallway.

“So who’s to say that you wouldn’t snap like that if I dated you?” she asked, picking up the book that Goyle had kicked earlier.

“Because I’m so bloody into you I can’t see straight! That’s not a reason, but these months without talking to you or touching you have killed me. You keep me sane, Y/N! Don’t you understand?” he yelled and she jumped. The hallway was void of anyone but the two teenagers. The two stared at each other without a word for awhile. Finally, Draco crossed the distance between them. He handed over her books and she put them all in her bag - a lesson she wouldn’t have to be taught again.

His hands slowly reached out towards hers. She let him intertwine their fingers. She looked around the hallway before settling her gaze on his face.

“Are you sure you can’t forgive me? I promise I’ll be better… and you can punish me if I start being mean to people again.” he winked and she laughed.

“How about we give it a try? If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.” she suggested and his eyes lit up. He grinned.

“Are you being serious?”

“Yes, I’m being serious. Now kiss me, you git.”  Draco grabbed Y/N’s face with his hands and their lips met. Y/N felt sparks she didn’t think she would feel. She hoped she had made the right choice. Draco was glad that he had been so persistent. If he hadn’t taken a chance, where would they be now? Pulling away, Draco spoke.

“By the way, I think I win the bet.”

The Conversation

Here’s a couple of the best bits of our conversation last night 😀

Me: uh so you know, sex is really a big thing, not just like kissing gone a bit further
D1: yeah, you know mum, I was thinking, I mean my friends who have had sex, they thought it was special but now they’ve all split up with their boyfriends. And they might get together with someone else in the future, and they would have already had that first time with someone else. So I think it’s better to wait.

Me: do you think you could say no if he was really pressuring you to have sex?
D1: oh yes mum, I’m a strong woman!

We talked about some other stuff, like whether you could be in love at 14, what her friends outside school are up to, contraception, and would she please not change her clothes in her bedroom while the boyfriend is in there. It was a really good conversation and I feel much reassured now that she sees sex as a special thing and not something to go rushing in to just because others are.

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for added angst to this scenario, please consider: 

Ichigo and Rukia got engaged before they had the fight about Soul Society changing the records. They hadn’t got around to telling people but Rukia’s wearing Masaki’s ring. And then the orders came down to change the history books, and Ichigo realises that if he marries Rukia he’s essentially marrying into revisionist history. Rukia…. wants to fight the orders, honestly, but I think one of Rukia’s main flaws is that she trusts the system too much (oh, they’re executing me for actually saving human lives? Maybe the system’s fucked u–naaaaaaah they’re totally correct I deserve to die), which stems from her lack of self-esteem (she just assumes that everyone is smarter, wiser, better than she is, so surely they can’t be wrong?). Besides, she can’t make a fuss about this, that will put nii-sama in an uncomfortable position, won’t Ichigo see, she can’t do anything about this– 

“–can’t go along with it, Byakuya will understand–”

“Nii-sama has enough on his plate, Ichigo! He’s in far too precarious a position because of me already, I can’t ask him to do more–”

Ichigo runs a hand through his hair; he’d been growing it out the past couple of years, and the unruly strands stubbornly refuse to stay out of his eyes. He takes a step closer to her, but Rukia stands her ground. 

“This isn’t about you or me or the goddamn Kuchiki clan honor, Rukia, this is straight up lying to everybody, and you know it–” 

“But does it matter?” she asks desperately; if her tone is pleading, she tries to ignore it, just as she tries to ignore the aching of her heart and the corner of her mind that is screaming yes, yes of course it matters. “You and I know the truth, a whole bunch of other people know the truth, if new shinigami are not unnecessarily frightened with the idea of an enemy that they’ll never personally have to face is that truly all that bad–?”

“This isn’t what I fought for!” Ichigo hisses, and god, Rukia knows, she knows; but Ichigo hasn’t been in the Gotei all his life like she has, and he doesn’t understand that despite the occasional misstep, they are fundamentally working for the greater good. That they do what they do with everyone’s best interests at heart. And sure, she can’t see the wisdom in some decisions straight away, but surely, in the long run, this must turn out to be the correct decision? They’ve been to the Royal Realm, they’ve met the Zero Squad; the Zero Squad trained them. The Zero Squad helped them. The Shinigami maintain the balance of the universe– so surely any decisions they make must contribute to the overall harmony of the world? 

“Ichigo,” she says, and a part of herself hates her for it, “maybe there are some things you shouldn’t fight.” 

Ichigo’s eyes snap dangerously gold and hazel. 

“You are trying to write down a wrong history and sell it as gospel truth,” he snarls, and if this weren’t Ichigo, Ichigo, Rukia would be afraid. “You’re trying to lie to every single shinigami who comes after us– to our children, to their children– that we’ve never done a single thing wrong, ever. You’re trying to erase an entire race from the records–”

“Erase? Ichigo, there aren’t any of them left to erase!”

The moment the words leave her lips, Rukia knows what she’s done; her hands clap over her mouth uselessly, as if to prevent the words from escaping. Ichigo’s face twists into an expression she’s never seen directed at her before, and Ishida flashes through her mind, straight and true. Like an arrow. 

The next thing that flashes through her mind is Ichigo. 

“…I’m half-quincy, and my mom–”

His mother’s ring, on her finger like a brand–

“Ichigo, I–”

“Forget it.” 

“Ichigo, I didn’t mean–”

“No, you did.” 

“Ichigo, I’m–”

“–sorry?” he laughs mirthlessly, and cold seeps through her skin, trickles down her spine. “Are you?” 

There’s a question in his eyes as important as the one he asked her two nights ago on a moonlit bed, the night she slid his ring onto her finger. There’s a question and a plea and a request that she abandon everything she knows, to turn her back on her family and friends, to throw her lot in with him entirely–

There’s a question in his eyes that she cannot answer. 

Instead, she closes her eyes and tries one more time. “Ichigo, please–”

“Rukia,” he breathes. “I can’t.” 

He is the one who walks away.

But why does it feel like she’s the one who’s abandoned him?

He never asks for the ring back, but Rukia takes it off anyway. She wraps it up in tissue paper, along with her heart, and stows it away in the back of her closet in the Kuchiki Manor. When the clan elders speak to her of marriage, she puts on a fake smile and tells them she is amenable. She breathes, she moves, she lives. With or without him, the Seireitei continues on.

And when she hears, a few years later, that he’s married to Orihime Inoue, she realises– 

with or without her, the Gensei turns on too. 

Happy has changed so much since season one, or even season two. I mean, here she is actively using the advice of Dr. Rizzuto to better their relationship, and she’s even mastered the “I’m your almost-wife and you will always agree with me” stare.

I feel like part of the reason Soldier 76 acts sorta asshole-y is because Gabe’s not a part of his life anymore. Like, my boyfriend and I balance each other out. I know a lot of couples/friend pairs like this who change each other for the better when they’re actually together.

Without me he’s more arrogant (to the point of irritating others) and without him I’m much more likely to turn into an irrational ball of rage.  My mother made my father’s anger issues practically nonexistent by the time me and my sister came into their lives. My father makes her actually take a break and helps out with a lot of the housework and parenting so she’s not as stressed. I helped one of my friends get comfortable with platonic affection. He helps me with my work ethic. Stuff like that.

Maybe Gabe helped Jack with his arrogance. I can see him taking the time to teach Jack how to stop barking orders and think before stupid shit comes out of his mouth (if Gabe’s the kind of person to take on a teen outlaw, he can handle a white boyfriend). After they split, Jack didn’t have that support and he fell out of practice. Also, he’s probably expressing some of his depression and grief through aggression and rudeness because ‘toxic masculinity’ and ‘Indiana upbringing’ sound like they go together perfectly.

Maybe the thing Jack helps Gabe with is his tunnel vision/lack of self care. He pulls Gabe away from work when he needs a break. He shoves food into Gabe when he hasn’t eaten in a while and is running low on energy. He’s the one to give Gabe the care he needs so Gabe’s stress doesn’t turn him snappish and defensive. Gabe-as-Reaper is probably perpetually at the end of his rope and low on patience. It leaves him very little energy left for emotional labor and makes him more prone to lashing out. 

But then once they reconcile, and go back to helping each other like a healthy pair–then you see how they were, how they shine together. 

It’d be interesting to see more r76 fics that explore that kind of dynamic–where they make/help each other be better, and you see the fallout in the individuals when that support disappears, and then the rise back up once they get together again. 


Cara Delevingne having a major crush on you, but you don’t realize it. 

“Do you think Y/N realizes how much they’re annoying me?” Cara asked Rita, sighing. You were in the water at the beach, laughing and talking with someone who was unimportant to Cara.

“No, probably not Cara. You should stop staring. People are going to start to notice.“ Cara looked away, clenching her hands. “You’ve liked Y/N for almost a month now, so why don’t you just go tell them how you feel?” Rita pressed. Cara looked at Rita as if she grew four heads.

“I can’t just do that. It could ruin everything.”

“It could also change things for the better. You’re almost obsessed with them.” Cara blushed, shrugging. 

“I’d rather have our friendship than nothing.”