A few of my favorite parts of "Hamilton's America"
•seeing Lin’s writing process
•Lin’s freestyle: “ah yes I gasp cause I’m next to the ass of Jasperson”
•Daveed saying Jefferson sucks
•Every clip of the show
•Insight of the actor’s views on their character
•THE VERY VERY END WHEN IT SAID “and Peggy” IN THE CORNER OF THE SCREEN
I swear to god he is the most beautiful and hot person on this earth he is srsly the closest thing to perfection and I love him so damn much and who the fuck is the lucky bastard who kissed him at midnight
I’ve been trying for months to write this, to find the
perfect words but there are none. The
only way perfect words can even exist are if such a thing as perfection were
real so the closest I’m able to get to is this: THANK YOU.
Even a simple thank you does not feel like enough to share
how grateful I am to you, the writers, and Floriana Lima and everyone else for
the portrayal of Alex Danvers and Maggie Sawyer. I’m sure you have read hundreds of stories,
thousands even. I felt the desire to
I’m 28 years old and I cannot express my gratitude enough
when I say how much I love Alex Danvers, more so at this point. When I watched as she expressed her coming out
to Maggie in 2x05, “Crossfire” I was floored, brought to tears even. At the end Alex tells Maggie, “The one part of my life that I have never
been able to make perfect, was dating. I
just never really liked it. I mean I
don’t know I tried, you know, I got asked out.
I just, I never liked being intimate.
I just, I don’t know, I just thought maybe that’s just not the way that
I was built, you know it’s just not my thing.”
To this moment I cannot watch that scene without it bringing
me to tears because it was in that moment that my whole life was condensed into
Alex coming out and being truthful to and about who she was. I felt like those words could have been my
own. And not only her words but her age
too, the fact that you had this character who was coming out somewhat late in
life, late 20’s and here I am experiencing the same thing and at roughly the
I didn’t have a boyfriend until my senior year of high
school and being honest it was the pressure that everyone else had one and I
didn’t but mainly it was my way of testing myself because even back then I
questioned on whether or not I was gay and that was my way of trying to prove
that hey I’m not when somehow deep down I knew I was only lying to myself.
The questioning never really went away though. In college I found myself thinking about it
once again. And I attempted to come out
but it scared me so I tried to forget it and went on to playing the “straight
card” because I thought it would be easier on me and those around me, my parents
Seeing that moment on ‘Supergirl’ though, it changed
everything. It was through your
character that I felt like I could finally release and be me. I came out to my mom shortly after and my
sister too. My sister was easy as she’s
bi (boy my parents don’t have it easy with us!). And then I finally let go and let be and came
out at my place of work where a number of people I work with are either bi or
gay or lesbian.
The funny thing is when it came to my closest friends, my
mom and sister, and my co-workers, they all ready knew. It was more of a shock for me to come out
than it was for them to hear I was gay/lesbian.
Some friends even told me they had their suspicions since our days in
Telling my dad was harder.
I told him two weeks after the episode aired. It was hard for him to hear but like everyone
else in my small world, he told me that he had suspected since my high school
days as well.
I’m 28 years old and I came out. It’s all thanks to your deep and honest
portrayal and your kind words that I’ve heard and read in your interviews and
it’s also thanks to Alex Danvers.
Without any of you I would probably still be in the closet so I thank
you for giving me the courage to be who I really am.
rewatched end of eva and still got existential angst and komm susser tod just floatin around in my head
obvs no movie is objectively good and perfect but for me end of eva is like…the closest thing i’ve ever seen to a perfect movie
(plus realised i was headin off back to uni tomorrow and i hadn’t yet used my monstrous collection of copic markers ((pluusss got major art block and the best way to get rid of it is copying)))
I spent years pursuing the man I thought was the love of my life. He was the closest thing to perfection I had ever known, beside myself, so I was certain we were meant for each other. Thankfully, I learned I was wrong before it was too late. I found true happiness with someone who was the opposite of what I was looking for. He’s not the definition of perfection, but he’s perfect you me.
Queen Red Riding Hood’s Guide To Royality, by Chris Colfer.
I’m hating him so much right now. And I’m crying even more. Not fair.
fanfiction?? what’s that?? oh yeah haha I still write stuff
This is supposed to be a chapter for something much bigger but I really liked it and I have posted anything in ages so here ya go
Scorbus and dad Draco was one of the only good things that came out of TCC and I’ve kinda been living and breathing it for the past few weeks so this sort of just spilled out of my brain in an hour enjoy ~
She’s the calm during the storm. Wherever there is rain, she’s the sunshine, reminding me that pain doesn’t last forever. She’s the closest thing to perfect. The reason why I believe in angels. She’s God’s gift to me. The best blessing I’ll ever receive. She’s my best friend, my confidant. The only person that truly understands me. And with her voice she calms my spirit. With her smile she warms my heart. With her wisdom she inspires me. With her laughter she cures me. With her love she encourages me to believe that I am valuable, and for that I show my gratitude. You are forever loved.
You’d never been one for body confidence. You were content
with the way you looked but, like everyone, there were some bits you’d rather
change; regardless of how perfect others think you are. This had become an
issue with your newest boyfriend. Taekwoon was the closest thing to perfection
you had set your eyes on, super cute nose, ideally shaped lips and deep, dark
eyes. You’d fallen the moment you saw him. You’d seen him in nothing but his
boxers several times when things got steamy during make-out sessions, but you’d
never taken your clothes off in front of him, not even down to your underwear.
There were bits of you that you were worried would turn him off, that he wouldn’t
like to see. He knew this, and it hurt him to see how upset you got about it;
he just wanted to make you feel good.
You were straddled on his lap, arms hooked around your neck as his own settled
around your waist, leaning in, he nudged his nose against yours, foreheads
rolling against each other. His lips moved slowly towards yours, you eagerly
returned the kiss, your hands sliding into his hair, fingers curling around it,
the kiss becoming more passionate as he lets out quiet groans into your mouth,
his palms sliding up your shirt, fingertips drawing shapes onto your back
before they slip back down to the hem of your shirt. He began to lift it up
until you froze, leaning back.
“Baby?” He asked, eyebrows raised. You bit your lip, glancing away from him.
“I’m.. worried.” You replied in a hushed tone, he dropped his fingers
immediately, pushing one side of your hair behind your ear.
“There’s these marks, stretch marks, on my stomach on my thighs; what if you
think they’re ugly, I know I’m not stick thin like some of the models you hang
out with.” You continued, shrugging. Your eyes met his once more, a sad look
flashed across his own, cupping your face as he pecked your lips.
You pulled the last of your clothes off, standing in front of him in your
underwear, your arms desperately trying to cover the marks you didn’t want him
to see. He sighed, stepping forward as he tried to pull your arms away.
Reluctantly, you let him, watching as he dropped to his knees, arms around your
thighs as he pressed a kiss to your stomach. You let out a small smile; his
lips moved to the stretch marks on your thighs, kissing each one before he made
his way back to his feet.
“You, are beautiful. I like you the way you are, marks and scars included. I
love you if you’ve got stretch marks, if you gain weight, lose it, I don’t
care.” He smiled, pressing his lips to your nose. You felt butterflies in your
stomach, cheeks turning red as he took your wrist, taking you to the full
length mirror at the side of his bedroom. Standing behind you, he slid his arms
around your middle.
“Look at yourself; don’t you see what I do? Don’t you see how wonderful you
are, inside and out?” He asked, nuzzling your head before leaving a soft kiss
to your neck. He ran his finger-tips over your stretch marks, smile getting
larger with every touch.
“These are normal, people get them, they’re part of you and they are nothing
to be ashamed about.” He whispered into your ear. You shut your eyes, arms
relaxing as a small smile spread across your mouth, leaning back into him. For
the first time in a long time, you felt completely comfortable with showing him
the real you.
This last year with you has been the closest thing to perfect I have ever experienced. It was full of adventure, laughter, growth, and love. I am more than blessed to call you mine and I will gladly and easily love you each and every day for the rest of my days if you’ll let me.
You are so beautiful Madison Taylor Lolita Bradley. I am the luckiest woman. I Love You.
I’d like to return to when I was just ten and tell myself that this loathsome neighbor boy would always be a part of our lives. Loren Hale would always be one of us. Maybe not a Calloway sister, but the closest thing to one.
I’ve never met somebody so understanding and so just everything. Her laugh sends butterfly’s through my stomach. When we kiss, oh man the feeling I get. Words can’t even explain it. Everything stops around us and I just feel so safe. Nobody has made me feel as safe as she does. And her eyes, I could get lost in them forever. Her smile could make the saddest man who hasn’t smiled in years finally smile again. Even when things aren’t going her way she will still always looks as if she is on top of the world. I know nobody is perfect but she truly is the closest thing to it. Whenever people talked about how they fell for their significant others flaws I was always confused about how that was possible. But now I get it. She is so patient when it comes to me. I really don’t know how she does it but thank god she hasn’t given up. She is the first thing to come to mind when I wake up and the last when I go to bed. If I’m being honest she really doesn’t leave my head. Everything reminds me of her. Now that might become a bad thing one day, but in all honesty it would be a honor to have my heart broken by her. That’s kinda a weird thing to say, but she’s everything I’ve ever wanted and i don’t want to lose her. But I care so much about her that I want her to be happy so if she wasn’t happy with me then I’d want her to leave. She comes first no matter what. She’s opened my eyes to so much in so little time. I’ve grown because of her and I’m continuing to grow. I don’t know what I did to get so lucky, but whatever it was I’m happy I did it. She makes me look forward to so much in my future. She is my everything.
They just met at the wrong time. If it had been at any other point in their lives, they would’ve made it. They’re the closest thing to perfect together two humans can be. But sometimes, perfection, love, happiness…sometimes all those things just aren’t enough. And it’s sad, it’s damn heartbreaking, but it’s the truth. That’s life.