tell me they dont love each other

confession time, here’s what i got

Summary: In which Otabek and Yuri pine for each other a lot, and manage to drag other people into their own problems. (otayuri week day 1! prompt: confessions, otayuri, side pairings viktuuri and saramila, word count: 4095)

Otabek figures out that he loves Yuri when he is twenty-one.

It’s during Yuri’s nineteenth birthday, too. His plane lands exactly at midnight, and he’s rushing to get his baggage as quick as he can to meet his best friend. He sees him the moment he claims baggage – it isn’t hard to miss his long hair or his leopard jacket – and he stretches his arms out as Yuri bolts over to him.

In the next minute, he has him in his arms, and he hears a cheerful, “Beka!” in his ears, and, oh, he realizes. He is in love.

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i scrolled down all the wontaek tag! tell me… WHY HAS NONE TALKED ABOUT THIS OH MY FUCKING GOD THEY WERE TELLING I LOVE YOU TO EACH OTHER!!!!! =((((((((((((( look at leo’s shy shy shy omg his reaction is priceless!!!!! =((((((((((((( why dont they tell that to each other more often?!?!?!?

anyway … kim ravi you said the 3 words so easily, huh? :v 



Okay; since these came in SECONDS after each other Im just going to assume most of them are from the same person?

Sorry you don’t like my art!!… I mean I’d say unfollow me but looks like already have? Soo… 

(Omg you guys if you don’t like the Ezra stuff just tell me and I’ll stop. I really enjoy drawing it but I can easily stop! Just let me know!) 

(Im only replying to these on here because I really want to know if you all do really not like the Ezra stuff!!)

Dating a BTS Member Would Include: Rap Monster

Dating BTS Series

Originally posted by taestylips

  • “Y/N, you got no jams” “Shut the fuck up  NamNams™, neither do you”
  • Movie nighhhttsss !!
  • Giving him probably a rubber ball and hoping it won’t break too
  • “We can’t have nice things because of you”
  • “Are you trying to kill me”
  • *does seaweed dance* “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS NAMJOON ??”
  • “I love you so much but right now I am just picturing how I will kill you”
  • Neck kisses

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I’m worried… He thinks Jesse thinks little of him for some reason…?

Steve and Bucky have a platonic relationship. They just act like lovers, love each other like lovers, go through everything as though they are one, suffer when they are apart, sleep together on the down low, and are totally soulmates. But, like, in a straight way. No homo lol.
—  Markus & Feely, the writers of Captain America, Civil War.
I want to tell you how I feel so badly. I want us to look in each others eyes when we’re alone as I’m about to say it. I want you to lean in and kiss me right before I do and never stop. I want you to grab me and stop me from crying over the fact that you’ll be gone soon. I want to tell you that every time I see you my hearts feel like a humming bird, that every time you look at me it feels like a zap of electricity, that when I make you smile it’s like watching the most beautiful sunset in the world. I want you to tell me you’re afraid I’m going to forget you just like I’m afraid you’ll do to me. I want you- period.
—  a broken heart
Aye y'all I gatta question.

So in a relationship do you mind receiving gifts OR do you prefer to just spend quality time with each other?

My thing is my boyfriend buys me gifts but I hate having him spend money on me. Why? Because I DONT want one day in the future he tells me he’s always buying me shit. Don’t get me wrong I buy him things too, but I don’t like receiving gifts.

I truly believe this feeling I have is stemming from our generation always putting down women for receiving gifts or wanting things in a relationship. So I try to just stay low-key and love him and show him as much affection as I can but I truly just want love and affection in return.

So what’s y'all take on relationships?


a REALLY sketchy comic(?) based on a post from @texts-from-asagao because I love nothing more than the idea of satch calming Jared down after he talks to his mom

do I ship this? I’ll never tell :^3c

i guess i still can’t comprehend that just a few days ago you were saying you love me and now you’re telling people that you can’t stand being around me, especially since i didn’t do anything to you

every time i see you with her i feel like a knife is twisting in my heart because you left me for her and all i want is to know why i wasn’t good enough and why you lied to me

you asked if we could stay friends after you broke up with me and i dont think we can be since you told me it was over because “we were losing each other” and you “wanted to end it before things got ugly” but you fell asleep with her name on your mind and your words tasted of lies

i cant talk about how broken i am to anybody because i don’t want to sound foolish because our relationship was so short lived but i need somebody

i wear makeup and you think its because i’m trying to get you back but all i want is to feel good about myself for once

you seek me out, not the other way around. if you hate being near me so much, why do you always try and be around? why do you come up and start talking to people i’m with? do you regret leaving me? i hope you do because i’m too good for you. maybe you’ll realize how lucky you were to have me

goodbye, sweetie. i hope you never feel like you’re home when you’re in her arms

—  seven things ive wanted to scream at you

anonymous asked:




Whatever Lia had been feeling when she walked out the door, Michael would have seen it. And my gut was telling me that he’d felt it, too. Of all of us, Michael and Lia were the most similar to each other. It was why they’d been drawn together when he’d first come to the program, and why, as a couple, they’d never worked long-term.

Whats funny to me is all these theories about Johns sexuality and how people look into every tiny detail to prove that he’s bisexual (dont worry i do this too). But the only real proof we need is in the very first episode. They basically tell us from the beginning straight up. When sherlock and john are at the restaurant together john asks if sherlock has a girlfriend and if he has a boyfriend and sherlock says no and immediately feels the need to let john know that he is “married to his work.” This is coming from a man that can tell everything about a person from a single glance. Which can only mean one thing. From the moment he met john, sherlock knew he was bisexual. Thats the only reason he would have told john that he basically wasn’t inrerested in him in that way (but we all know that changes very quickly and im sure sherlock kicks himself every day for not telling john he was interested in him). So yeah. John is obviously bisexual

Honestly, it’s like you never left.

Or maybe you weren’t really there long before you left. We don’t text or call, just like we use to not text or call. We don’t feel the need to tell each other stuff, just like we use to not feel the need to tell each other stuff. Nothing has changed from now and those last few months. Except me. I’ve changed. I’ve changed into a confident comfortable person. I have no silent pressure to be, know, love, hate, think about, or find anything. I don’t have to deny the things I love for the sake of feeling embarrassed or that I’m not living up to your expectation. You didn’t ever truly SAY I had to do any of the things I did for you, but you made me feel like I was less than you if I didn’t. You didn’t mean to, but you made me feel so inferior. It was like I was a child, and I know I’m childlike and often lost and confused, but you mistake that for my actually being a child. I am capable, I just needed a shove, but you kept shoving you never stopped, you never recognized what you were doing. It was always about me doing better, me improving, me not doing this, me doing that. It was never, “I messed up, here’s how I’m gonna do better.” It was always, “I messed up because you messed up.” Maybe not those exact words, but that is how you acted the whole time. I think what I’m trying to say is you cared too much in the wrong ways and too little in the right ways. I need you to get excited about the things I got excited about , not tell me I’m being too dramatic. I needed you to understand when I talked about myself it was me trying to relate, not tell me I’m selfish. I needed you to put in the same KIND of effort, not just the same amount. I worked to improve myself for the better of us and you worked to improve me for the better of us when you needed to work on you. I needed you to tell me what you wanted to do for me. I always told you what I wanted to do for you and asked how, but you never reciprocated. It wasn’t a one sided thing. It was two sided, but we were on different roads. I was driving on the the right of my road and you were driving on the right side of yours. I begged you to see that, but you didn’t care. Your road had 50 feet walls of concrete on each side. Mine had beautiful landscape begging you to enjoy the view, but your walls blocked your vision. What was I to do when you blamed it all on me? I had no choice but drive off the road onto a new one that was one way. It headed into the direction of a mountain, a beautiful mountain. On the other side is my future. You always pointed at the clouds above it and never payed attention to the sunset, shining beautifully colored lights  on to a safe haven with roofs and lightning rods. The storm couldn’t hurt that town below the mountain, but you weren’t willing to look that way. You’ll never read this. You’ll see it and say, “It’s too long.” That’s okay because nothing would change anyway.

it was always weird to me how she said that it was a normal thing to be able to just Not Care about someone instantly if you wanted to bc without bpd you don’t have a “unbreakable bond”  ???? like i couldn’t argue against her bc i don’t know what it’s like not to have bpd but that seems so wrong? like saying she could just not care about me and that we dont have a bond bc she doesnt have bpd???? i’m sure…if she really cared she’d tell me how our bond is strong and we love each other the same instead of literally confirming always she didn’t care or love me half as much