things i never knew i needed but still need

amillioncryingporcupines  asked:

viktor's motivational board still makes me wheeze. (also you and keilattes??? incredible. i never knew i needed this in my life. you're both just so ... good ... i )

ahh thank you!!! I’m glad you liked the random collab thing hahah
and I agree??? @keilattes​ is great??? you can put any of kei’s yuuri’s on the motivational board and it’ll be 100/10. look at this masterpiece

Because now I realized
that I don’t need someone
who keeps on babbling
about my mistakes,
who look at their fingers
and count all the wrong things
I have done within a day,
I knew then that who I need
is someone who is aware of
my bad days when I failed
to do my best,
but still encourage me to learn
all the lessons I have
to face and take.
—  ma.c.a // I knew, I can never be perfect
Another 100 Random RP Starters

- does include some swearing; feel free to edit when sending in an ask to fit character’s speech

  • “No. No, no, no. Don’t you dare try to pin the blame on me.”
  • “Did you even bother to think about the consequences?”
  • “Listen here you useless paperclip!”
  • “Meerkats are murderous little bastards.”
  • “For the record, I hate everything.”
  • “Do you even remember me?”
  • “Did you know the guy who wrote Sherlock Holmes may have killed a man?”
  • “I’m going to join NASA and fling myself into the sun.”
  • “I hope you know what you’re getting into.”
  • “Please don’t. Just… don’t.”

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Okay. I just want to say what i think about this. I’ve seeing a lot of people hating on hannah because she “ ruined clay’s and Alex, Zach, etc…lifes.”

Clay didn’t deserve to be on the tapes but he MUST be because as Hannah said was her story and if she was going to tell it Clay couldn’t stay outside.
Tony did not deserve the burden that Hannah left him but I also understand Hannah a lot and because she did the things she did. 
Also, we have only some of the reasons. Not all. For which Hannah killed herself, because the list said more.
Besides that, is true that Clay suffered a lot and if Hannah had been clearer with him surely she would have saved.
But Hannah was very hurted and got tired of asking for help from the wrong people and Clay really liked her so I understand why she felt afraid and was embarrassed to tell Clay what was wrong. (Removing the fact that she thought it was only going to ruin him, I think it went beyond that)
She didn’t want to lose him but she losed him anyway because he ended up going.

The point here is not Hannah.
Unfortunately, the point here is Clay. And Tony. And all who could do something but did not.
The point of the story is that, it makes everyone stand up and think ‘I should have listened, I should have said this, I should have insisted’
When Tony said he ignored the tapes until half an hour later because he thought Hannah was a bit dramatic. When Clay got scared and left the room because he did not know how to react. All those are things that they know were wrong. They could have changed everything from having been a bit braver or not to have judged.
So I’m not judging Hannah or thinking that she was wrong for put Clay in the tapes, Clay already suffered from panic and anxiety before the tapes.
This just hit him more and did all that because he suffered those things and Hannah didn’t knew but still, Clay needed to know the truth.
And Tony told to him this several times.
If Clay did not listen to the tapes, there would be no story.
Besides, was needed that clay to be brave to make everyone recognize their mistakes and do justice. If Hannah never made the tapes, what happened to her was going to keep happening.
And that’s what the show want to teach and that’s what Clay tries to prevent.

Yesterday I read that a girl put “I hate Hannah because of her Clay’s going to spend his whole life trying to save everyone”
I think not just Clay, everyone on the tapes are going to think twice before doing things and I think that’s not bad.
Sometimes the truth hurts. Sometimes people prefer to ignore things to do something because it’s very painful to face it or take justice. But sometimes ignoring it is worse. And that’s what Clay learns. That it is necessary to speak when one has to speak and do something, that one has to be courageous.
That’s why Clay also continues passing the tapes at the end to Porter because everyone needs to take responsibility for what they did. ( also that jessica asked him for do it) And if you can not live with it, you try to live to repair it. And If what you did has no way of being fixed you have to live with it in the way you can.
But you can’t live like nothing if you made someone kill himself.
No matter how few intentions you had or how little you did compared to others, you did it, and anyway, none of those who did Hannah things had good intentions.
Not even Zach.
Just Clay.
That’s why, although for clay it was very painful to listen to the tapes and this almost did killed himself ( i cried a lot in that part) I think he had to listen to them and it’s like Tony said “you’re not God, you can’t stop everything”
Clay only feels guilty because he couldn’t save Hannah but none of they could, they all failed even if Clay loved her.
Tony is very sensible about what he said to Clay, because he needed to know about the tapes but he also had to know that he should not be there, that he didn’t do anything wrong, and that he was the only reason Hannah could have had to stay.
But I think guilt sometimes causes people to react.
And even if to Alex made him kill himself, if the tapes did not exist they would all have continued to live their lives quiet while Hannah killed herself.
And Bryce and all those who fucked up his life would never stop hurting others.
What is being said behind the scenes “if Bryce or any of them don’t get a cost for what they did, they will keep doing it over and over again.”
So I think everything had to be in that way. If Clay wasn’t on the tapes, nothing would have happened and no one would have done justice. Jessica would have believed Justin just as long as who knows and when she knew, she would not have the courage to talk about it or face anyone. Justin would never have considered the things he did or would never have had to tell Jessica the truth or face Bryce and break their false friendship. Bryce would never have confessed and would continue raping girls because no one of who are in the tapes faced bryce. They just left it that way. They kept their mouths shut for their own protection.
The only one who did something is Clay. And Alex would have continued to do things to be part of the bryce group and the idiots. Alex would have continued to do lists or who knows other things.
Marcus would have continued to play girls whenever he felt like it.
(And although many believe that zach is innocent and what he did was minimal or not important, I do not think so) maybe what Zach did was minimal compared to others in the tapes. But it matters. In the end, everything matters.
As hannah said is a snowball that is getting bigger.
So Zach stole the only source of happiness that Hannah had at that time (besides he being very childish making this lmao) and not only that, Hannah wrote to him a letter telling him how much she was suffering and that she needed those compliments.
And Zach ignored the letter. Maybe he did not throw it. Maybe he saved it. A point for Zach.
But he ignored her. He did not do anything. And sometimes don’t do anything is worse than doing it. That’s what the series is all about.
Maybe Zach was scared but I refuse to have compassion on him and minimize what he did, because minimizing what Zach did would be minimize the pain of hannah, and I think we’ve all learned that’s a BIG mistake. Minimizing the pain of others is not good. Zach might have a good heart … or not.
I’ve seen the series already three times and I could not help think: why do y'all overlook the scenes where Zach is a bully? LITERALLY. Zach laughs and encourages Bryce to send the picture of hannah from Justin’s phone, Zach makes obscene gestures along with marcus and the others to Hannah in the hallways after Alex’s list, Zach pushes Clay down the hallway and mocks on him. Zach stoled clay’s bike with Alex and Justin. ZACH AS THE OTHERS KEEP SILENCE ON A RAPIST. Zach continued to be friends with this rapist. Was Zach scared to help Hannah? But not scared enough to bullied others?
Maybe Zach wanted to be a marine biologist and maybe he’s allergic to strawberries. But I’m not interested. Because Zach is no different from the rest. And if Clay had not scratched his car, and if he had not faced Zach, maybe Zach would have done worse things in the future, he would have never felt guilty at all.
If Hannah did not make the tapes or did not include Clay in them, maybe Mr. Porter would never know the truth and ignore other people asking for help or advised them wrong again, and Hannah’s story would be repeated.
Maybe Courtney would continue to pretend to be friends with everyone and use people to cover her homosexuality. And Tyler would continue to spy on people and stalking people through his windows and would continue to take photos and violating the privacy of others if Clay had not faced him and the tapes did not exist, because he would never understand what hannah felt if clay did not make him feels it too.
And Ryan would continue stealing things that do not belong to him and leaving others in ridicule for his own arrogance.
And Clay would never know that it is better to say things when you should and when you have the opportunity because you could save a life.
And nobody would know the importance of what they did and said. And sheri would continue to do bad things and leave them that way that could lead to the death of more people and not just Jeff. And there would be more than one Jeff.
The only one different on the tapes is Clay. So clay had to be in the tapes because otherwise, they would all have continued to live and who knows if the tapes had kept going, maybe Bryce would have burned them and no one would ever know the truth more than they. And maybe he would have even looked for Tony to get rid of the copies or who knows.
Because not even Tony was encouraged to do something when he knew the whole truth Even Tony did not know what to do, just Clay.  
Because it’s easy to stand up and say “Hannah is a bitch she ruined everyone’s life with the tapes”
But what about her life? Who would pay anything for ruined Hannah’s life?
Were all the others supposed to keep living peacefully because Hannah was dramatic and crazy according to them? No.
 Hannah and Clay are the ones who didn’t deserve so much pain throughout history. Then maybe a little bit Alex and Jessica.
But everyone else deserved to be on the tapes and deserved to take responsibility for what they did. And I think Hannah was not dramatic. That’s all. Thank you if you read this mess until the end.

Ever Since You Left Pt. 4

Part one. Part two. Part three.

A/N: Blame @whitechocolateperfection (for everything, tbh) sorry it’s short!! 

When I saw Shawn’s name on my caller ID, I wanted so badly to ignore it. To pretend that we’d never fought, that things were still as they were. I knew though that we needed to clear the air in order to move on, so I reluctantly answered.

“Y/N, look- I don’t like the way we left things. Dinner was tense and weird and I don’t want it to be like that every time we have to be in the same room together. We need to talk.” he said from the other end of the line. I pursed my lips.

“That’s the only reason you want to talk? So things aren’t awkward for other people?” I replied. Shawn sighed.

“Can you just come over? Or should I come to you?” he asked. I paused.

“Come over here.” I said finally. My parents weren’t home, which meant we had the privacy to yell and get all our feelings out. Shawn agreed, and said that he was coming before the line went dead.

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*three voicemails*
“you suck, you know that?” she sounds drunk. “i never needed you as much as when you left that day in December and you knew that! you knew i would need you more than ever those next few days and you still acted like a child and stormed out. and i want to hate you; boy do i want to hate you…” there was a long pause. “there’s this guy here right now and he’s looking at me like maybe i am the best thing for him, but how can i tell him that my heart is gone, that it belongs to you? his friend says he wants to buy me a drink but i don’t think he understands that no matter how many shots i take, i’m still going to end up empty inside, forgetting my name but still remembering yours. god i love you so much, why can’t you see that? *end of message 1*
“hey so i’m not sure what i said last night, but i know it was something dumb so please just delete it. i just want to say i’m sorry. we both knew that one day, it would come to an end,” she sighs. “but i think we wanted to hold on to it for as long as we could, you know? i guess we just didn’t think about the repercussions, or maybe we did and decided the pain was worth it. and it was, to me, it was. we were just both so stubborn, so hard-headed, not willing to let go of our pride. i just need you to know i don’t regret it; i don’t regret loving you. it’s just…” she paused. “we were sparks that lit a match and the fire was beautiful, but we didn’t nurture it, we didn’t feed it with good intentions; we simply let it burn then fade out. i wish we hadn’t. i’ll always love you, please remember that.” *end of message 2*
“hi. it seems like it’s been forever since i called you, since i saw your face. i hope this is still your number. i’m sorry i went away, i just couldn’t stay there any longer. i couldn’t stay in that home where every wall reminded me of you and i, of us. i couldn’t stay in that city where every street and every corner reminded me of you. i had to get out of there; i had to get out before i went insane. it’s beautiful here; it rains in spring, snows in the winter, leaves fall in autumn and it’s crazy hot in the summer. i’ve wanted to call you so many times, like when it snowed the first winter i was here or when the ball dropped on new years. i wanted to call you on your birthday, i know i should have, but what would i say after all this time? and on his anniversary, i just wanted to hear a familiar voice. i had your number dialed, i just didn’t have the courage to get sent to voicemail. i hope you get this, i promise i won’t call anymore. i just need you to know i’m doing okay. i still miss you, like crazy on some days, but i have a good job here and i made some friends. i got this really nice apartment with a gym nearby. there’s been no one and i’m not saying that for sympathy or for it to lead to anything, but i’m content with the memories of us. i hope you’re happy, that’s still my 11:11 wish. i’ll always love you, no matter how far apart we are, physically and otherwise. i love you to the moon and back times infinite.” *end of final message*
“We Live For Love” - The Amazing True Story

“We Live For Love” is a real song written by Neil Giraldo, the guitarist - and later husband - of rock icon Pat Benatar.

Many of the details I used in the story “We Live For Love” are directly from their real life love story. Pat and Neil met exactly the same way as Jamie and Claire did - and ended up touring the world together, marrying in 1982 and raising two daughters.

They still tour today - sharing their stories and hits with a brand new generation.

And all the while, share their incredible, enduring love story with the world.

Here’s how Pat described it in her autobiography, “Between A Rock and a Heart Place” (emphasis mine):

I’M JUST GOING TO put this out there once and for all: without Neil Giraldo (or “Spyder,” as I’d later dub him), my career would not have happened. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t have had any success as the pop princess Chrysalis wanted. But I never would have succeeded to the degree I did, made strides for women, been part of the eighties rock movement, had my face on MTV, won four Grammys, sold millions of records, and still been around thirty years later without the genius and heart of that man.

Because I am not responsible for it; we are responsible for it, all of it. From the moment he stepped into the room at SIR, our lives changed—first musically, and later romantically and spiritually. We were each other’s muse. It was like we had each been missing a part and when we met, we were finally whole, connected on a primal level.

…From the moment we first started collaborating, I knew Spyder was a visionary. His mind never stopped. He was constantly experimenting and trying new things, yet he knew precisely what needed to be pushed farther and what needed to be discarded. It was exactly what I’d been missing.

…Still, we kept it professional during the recording. We worked in the studio eighteen hours a day… One of the first things Spyder told me was that my instincts had been right all along—everything depended on me having the right sound, the right direction, and the right players. What I needed was a band where the bed of the music was aggressive and strong, a band that would push me to sing harder, tougher. As he says, I needed a Sicilian guitar player from Cleveland to dirty it up some.

…And when Spyder made that sound a reality, I thought the very same thing I’d thought a few years back at the Liza Minnelli concert: I can do that.

I’d had it in me all the time, but it was Spyder who let it out.

A Letter

Jughead Jones
Quote: Somebody asked me if I knew you, a million memories flashed through my mind and I just smiled and said I used to. 

Dear Jughead,

It’s crazy to me that I’m writing to you right now. I couldn’t honestly tell you how many times I’ve backspaced this very sentence. I don’t know why I feel so compelled to email you this because it’s been years since we’ve exchanged any kind of words with each other. Funny how that is, isn’t it? We both live in this godforsaken town and go to the same school, how is it that we’ve hardly said a word to one another? It’s mind blowing how friendships can die within such close proximity. 

But, we both know I’m to blame for the end of ours. I won’t deny it and I will never deny it. It was my fault. I left you. I left you high and dry like you were nothing. And for that, I’m truly sorry because even with the friends I have made in this small town. The friendship we shared will always be my favorite because you understood me. You never judged me, never scolded me, never told me what to do, and most importantly accepted me and my flaws. Granted, we were a lot younger back then but it didn’t matter. You liked me for me and I liked you for you. The simpler times, right?

Earlier, I was searching through old photo albums and a picture of you and I surfaced and I was reminded of all the mischievous things we’d do. The picture was of us at that carnival the town over had, you remember, right? The one that used to scare me to death because of that over sized clown cut out? I laugh at myself now because it such a ridiculous thing to be scared of. But, in this picture, we were hugging. You were wearing your famous crowned beanie and I, well, I was wearing my hair in my famous braided pigtails. I cringe at the thought of how my hair was day in and day out for seven years straight. I’m really glad I outgrew that. But, that beanie always looked good on you, though. I could never imagine you without it and still couldn’t. 

As I sat in the middle of my room staring at this picture, a friend asked if I knew you. Like actually knew you. A million memories flashed through my mind and all I could do was smile and say I used to. 

I want to apologize, Jughead. Because I feel like I never did and you deserve that. And with all the crazy events that have been happening in this town, I feel like you and I both need closure. After everything you went through, the last thing you needed was for me to walk away and abandon the friendship we had. You never know what you’ve got until it’s gone and I know that now. And I know that you probably will never forgive me and I don’t blame you. But, I want you to know that I really am sorry. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there when you needed me. I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there for you when your father failed you for the millionth time and got arrested. I’m sorry that I’m not there to tell you that you’re better than what you think. I’m sorry that it took me this long to realize that I had loved you a lot more than a friend all those years ago. 

 I hope that you’re doing better because you deserve that and so much more. Surround yourself with your friends, Jug. They won’t desert you like I did. And don’t feel the need to reply, we don’t have to pretend to mend a broken thing. I just needed you to know what has been locked up in my stupid brain. 


[Your name]

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63. Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.

“Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy,” Robert smirked, placing his hand on Aaron’s jittering knee in an effort to calm him down.

Aaron took a deep breath, exhaling sharply as he leant back in his seat in the waiting area.

“What’s taking them so long?” he frowned, glancing around at the various official-looking people as they made their way through the room.

Robert squeezed Aaron’s leg where his hand still lay, turning to face him as he brought his other hand up to Aaron’s chin, encouraging Aaron to look at him.

“Hey, calm down,” Robert soothed, in that soft voice he had reserved only for Aaron. “You weren’t this nervous last time.”

Aaron couldn’t help but smile at that; the memory of that day always seemed to calm him.

“I’m not nervous,” Aaron insisted, leg beginning to jitter again until Robert’s hand squeezed gently to calm him down.

Aaron laughed at the disbelieving look on Robert’s face.

“I’m not!” Aaron insisted again; smiling still. “I just…I just - ”

“Want it done?” Robert interrupted, finishing his sentence for him.

Aaron winced at how harsh it sounded, before nodding reluctantly.

“In the best way, yeah, kinda,” he explained, his attention diverting again to see if Vic and Adam were having any luck with the lady behind the reception desk.

Robert let his eyes linger over his man; always wanting to savour this sight of him in a suit, even more so when it was the same one he’d worn to their first wedding in the garage less than twelve months ago.

There was something about Aaron Dingle in a suit that just made his insides turn to jelly; made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, amongst other things; filling him with such a sense of love and wanting that he sometimes wondered how he ever managed to wait this long to succumb to him.

The leg started jittering again, and Robert laughed.

“Hey,” he whispered, gently. “Look at me, Aaron.”

He obliged, exhaling as he turned to face him.

“It’s fine, they’re just running a bit behind, okay? It’s not like I’m gonna run off and leave you here, is it?”

Aaron took a deep breath as he nodded.

“I love you,” Robert added, as if he knew it was the one thing Aaron needed to hear.

And it was.

“I love you, too,” Aaron replied, smiling again now, his leg stilling automatically. “It’s just, after everything,” he hesitated for a second, blinded by the memory of it all, “I just wanna make it official, y’know?”

Robert breathed out a gentle laugh.

“Yeah, I know,” he smiled warmly. “Me too, Aaron. You’re already my husband, and I never needed a piece of paper to prove that you’re the love of my life and this is it for me, for us, forever, but I wanna get that flipping register signed just as much as you do right now.”

Aaron smiled.

“Same here,” he replied gently, before leaning in and placing a kiss against his husband’s – or was this his husband-to-be’s? – lips.

Robert deepened the kiss; indifferent now to their public displays of affection, especially seeing as this was their second wedding day, and if that wasn’t a special enough occasion to kiss his man in public, he didn’t know what was.

“Aaron Dingle and Robert Sugden?”

They broke apart at the sound of their names being called by the registrar, looking up to see Vic and Adam stood beside the lady waiting to make them official, legal, husbands.

“Let’s do this, Mr Sugden,” Robert smiled, standing up and holding out his hand for Aaron to take.

Aaron took his hand as he stood, his gaze never leaving Robert’s, his smile wider than Robert had ever seen.

“Try and stop me, Mr Dingle.”

A New Creation

Text: Isaiah 63:15-19, Isaiah 64:1-12, Isaiah 65:1-25, Matthew 26:20-50

A few nights ago, I threw myself down in my big fluffy chair to read Isaiah 65. It had been a long week with things going “differently” than I’d expected—meaning, EVERYTHING FELL APART. When days like these come to an end, all I know to do is make myself a cup of chai tea with almond milk, diffuse some essential oil that promises to ease all my stress, and sit down, Bible open, to whatever passage someone has encouraged me to read, just hoping it might make a difference in my attitude.

Those nights. You know the ones I’m talking about? The nights when you start spinning, thinking about how things could be going better, how life seems harder than it should be and isn’t exactly what you thought you were signing up for. As I read from Isaiah that night, I talked to God about what I was seeing on the page and how I longed for Him to show up.

Honestly, it’s not that I need Him to fix everything that feels broken in my life. Sure, sometimes I want a quick, easy fix to my problems, but I know what planet I’m living on. I know things here are hardly ever easy and never ever perfect. Jesus said it would be hard, but that He had overcome (John 16:33). Why don’t I remember that verse more often?

Trust me: there are plenty of nights when I just want to turn on Netflix and let episodes of Friends run back-to-back until even the screen seems to ask, “Are you still watching?” But this night was different. I knew I needed the quiet, not the noise or some other distraction. I knew I needed to connect with God, not pull away from Him.

It was a forced behavior, to be sure, but that happens in all relationships, doesn’t it? Moments when you want to isolate, but then you remember the commitment you’ve made, and somehow love leads you back toward relationship instead of running away from it.

So I drank my tea and I read. And there it was: New heaven. New earth. New.

Yes, I thought, I want NEW. I want a world where destruction—of places, of culture, of dreams and hearts and hopes—is barely a distant memory. I don’t know if it was God’s Word, the diffusing oils, or a combination of the two, but my heart started to calm down.

I think that’s what these pages and stories from Scripture are meant to do for the people of God—to remind us of what God is actively doing today and what He’s promised to do when He makes all things new (Isaiah 65:17). He is the One who answers even before we call. He is the One who acts while I’m still asking. He is the One who promises He’s present in any and all circumstances.

On that Tuesday night, before I’d even finished calling on Him, God answered me with peace and connection—with His very presence.

I think that will be the best part of the “new” that’s to come: God’s palpable and pervasive presence, uninterrupted by my sin or attitude or even Netflix. There’s so much about our eternity that is going to be beyond good, but being face to face with the God who hears and sees and answers and loves me completely? That’s the part I look forward to the most.

- she reads truth

A Winmills Mother’s Day

Set in my Winmills ‘verse: A Winmills Christmas, A Winmills Valentine’s Day, and A Winmills St. Patrick’s Day.

Word Count: 900

Warning: Angst, Jody mourning the loss of her child

A/N: Still in love with these two. Sorry this one got sad. XOXO

Sam gets out of his car and walks over to the gravesite. Jody’s already there, looking at the headstones, bouquet of flowers in her hands.

It’s too sunny, Sam thinks. The gorgeous weather makes her face look all the more haggard by comparison, a deep sorrow in the lines around her mouth and eyes that he’s not seen before. One he wishes he could erase.

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I rewatched Soshitsu

You know how this goes, I posted a ton of tweets with my reactions. Will do a more serious analysis later on.

Here are my reactions for Saikai, Ketsui and Kokuhaku.

  • i rewatched those 5 first minutes and oh my God if I had been Maki I’d also be PISSED AS HELL 
  • I wonder what happened to the other 3 original Chosen Chikdren
  • Also Daigo x Maki are the original Takari
  • Pyocomon really go super pissed when Sora stepped on her leaf
  • Tokomon is super cute I want to have it for breakfast
  • I love Jou he’s the best in this OVA can someone give him a medal
  • In Adventure the Digimon knew those kids were their partners, they were waiting for them but after the reboot they have no clue of who they are.
  • Meicoomon has to be killed who are we even kidding
  • Koushiro’s such a nerd talking about the Oolong tea I love him so much
  • Motimon really wanted him to stop talking LOL.
  • Tokomon’s teeth are so dangerous
  • How did Mimi turn out to be a chef again
  • Koromon is such a fatass I love him so much
  • Now we know why Sora was carrying two bags, one was mainly for the food
  • Sora really is pissed about the reboot not working out with Meicoomon
  • Can Jou’s girlfriend appear already
  • How can the Digimon not know their own names
  • After Mimi openly stating Palmon was ugly it’s nice to see her saying she’s pretty
  • My brother just really wants Meiko dead LMAOOOO he has no idea
  • Whenever Meicoomon’s angry the infection reappears this is something
  • In 1999 they didn’t have phones life was simpler
  • Taichi and Yamato sharing looks because they know Sora’s unstable
  • Taichi really tries his best to make Sora feel better and Yamato wants to get closer but they really are clueless
  • Maki’s computer has a DigiWorld Google Maps
  • Taichi is the worst he never knows when to SHUT UP
  • Sora really exploded with Taichi and Yamato, perhaps because they’re the closer to her. Calling them selfish, and they really are
  • Can Taichi, Sora and Yamato openly get in a polyamorous relationship already
  • I wonder what would’ve happened if Taichi and Yamato hadn’t gone looking for Sora
  • What did the rest of the gang think when the golden trio came out of the woods how kinky
  • Sora really closes herself when she’s bad with Piyomon yet she doesn’t stop caring for her at all
  • Maki made the reboot her final goal in life, she got obsessed
  • I wonder if Meicoomon opened portals in the distortion so the kids would survive
  • Piyomon is stone cold how many times must she make Sora CRY
  • Will they ever let us know how did Meiko get to the DigiWorld
  • Hikari is so pure so graceful she was simply taking a nap next next to a tree
  • The kids appeared in iconic places i wish they had done more things there
  • Meiko is a girl scout this is canon
  • What kind of drugs did Hackmon use on Daigo oh my GOD
  • Palmon is a better artist than Taichi
  • Piyomon sleeping next to Meiko instead of Sora was too much WHY TOEI WHY
  • The train was coming after Koushiro and Yamato and the Digimon wouldn’t move AT ALL
  • Everyone loves trolling Yamato let’s make an OVA where everyone trolls him 10/10 would watch
  • Hikari saying they should accept their partners as they are now was such a nice thing to say, plus she knows Nyaromon didn’t get to suffer this time around
  • I’m glad Meiko was there to comfort Sora tbh she really needed to be listened
  • Sora saved Meiko’s ass
  • I wonder if the Mysterious Man gets to control whoever he wants
  • Meicoomon opened tge portals so the rest of the gang could go help them out
  • Sora throwing rocks at the MM is so iconic I want this in every fanfiction

The Mysterious Man: licks Sora’s cheek 

Sora: does nothing 

Mugendramon attacks Piyomon. 


  • Will forever fangirl at the fact Taichi and Yamato got into the PORTALS TO SAVE SORA 
  • I wonder if the gang saw Gennai/the MM harassing Sora like shit 

Taichi: are you okay, Sora? 


  • Gennai on full sith mode is scary as fuck 
  • How powerful can Plotmon’s attack be 
  • Joe saying the bad guy is Yg whatever he’s called ayfiebf
  • Koushiro typing random stuff in the laptop and everyone getting his plan is too funny
  • Leaving Meiko alone was a badddd idea y'all
  • Sora’s eyes when Piyomon called her by her name <3 <3
  • Yamato!!!!!!…… kun
  • How did Maki know where to find Bakumon exactly
  • Maki really went full cray cray
  • What was that underwater scene where Taichi and Yamato die it was so weird
  • Was the lake frozen or how did they manage to stand now
  • Palmon saying Tentomon got shrunk is so CUTE
  • what kind of food does Sora eat to make her bones so strong
  • Yeah, don’t mind me here I am about to die yet I want to talk about meatballs
  • I love Hououmon’s sparkly feathers
  • Seraphimon and HerkulesKabuterimon really were unnecessary imo
  • 20 minutes of evolution sequences later
  • Pyocomon’s de-evolution sequence was super cool okay
  • So Jou did notice Piyomon and Sora weren’t getting alone
  • I never knew how much I needed a Star Wars x Digimon crossover
  • The first thing that Sora says to Taichi and Yamato is asking them if they got hurt I adore this woman so MUCH

Taichi: hits Yamato so he’d talk to Sora 

Yamato: hits Taichi so he’d talk to Sora 

Sora: bakas

  • Meiko is like super dead but not really.
  • My brother can’t stop laughing at the fact Seraphimon appeared just because lmao 
  • sooo…. Hackmon is with Homeostasis and Alphamon is with Yggdrasil
  • What I still don’t get is why Gennai needed Ken’s for to get into the Real World when he already could get into with his Digital form

I still feel like I have to watch it one more time to fully appreciate everything… but this definitely was something.

I really enjoyed seeing Sora have the spotlight, I didn’t enjoy all the time lost with evolution sequences, but what to do.

Also, that cliffhanger?? God knows when will OVA number 5 will come out.

Somebody else’s sun

authors note: This is my first attempt writing something Shawn related, I’ve no idea what I’m doing so I’m sorry if it sucks. Thanks to @ortenmendes & @teen-mendes for reading it! 

Word count: 2,310

As soon as you opened your eyes you knew something was wrong. It was neither the smell of alcohol and smoke that irritated you nor the fact that your head hurt like a truck hit you, but what really concerned you was that this wasn’t your room. You were way to busy with thinking about last night and trying to remember what happened to recognize that Shawn, one of your closet friends, was laying next to you. At the same time you noticed him you noticed you were naked, and so was Shawn.

And then it all hit you at once. You went out with your friends to celebrate the end of  Shawns very successful tour and the fact that he was home again. You remembered how Shawn was upset at first about the huge fight he had with his girlfriend cause he knew she was currently in Europe and couldn’t celebrate with him, for which she accused him that he did in on purpose. You also remembered that you promised him to take his mind off her, which you obviously did. After that you only know how you and you friends

Right after bringing back your memories you tried to get out of bed and dressed without Shawn noticing, which you failed miserably. The fact that he was up now as well made the awkward situation even worse. „Good Morning“ is all you managed to say in a shaky voice. Apparently Shawn remembered last nights events better than me and answered in his morning voice „Good Morning, i think we need talk about what happened“, but before he could even finish his thought you interrupted him by saying „The only thing I need to do is leave.“ After that he politely offered to drive you home, since your house was a ten minute car ride away, but you didn’t want to make things worse and refused his offer. In the same heartbeat you left his room without saying one more word.

Cause your phone died and you didn’t want to ask Shawn for his you had a long walk ahead of you to think about the fact that you slept with one of your closest friends who happened to be in a relationship for over a year now. After a while you start to think about the feelings you have towards him and if he really was just a friend to you or if he might be more. 
For a moment you even considered that you might mean more to him as well since the only thing he and his girlfriend were doing lately was fighting about the most unnecessary things. But that doesn’t mean that you didn’t feel horrible and like a snitch for sleeping with a man who was in a relationship. Once you arrived at home you immediately went in the bathroom to take a shower and get rid of that fusty smell. After you got rid of your clothes you noticed how many marks Shawn left all over you which slightly annoyed you cause you wanted to forget the night and not be reminded every time you look yourself in the mirror.  

After that long needed shower and telling your mother that your alive and home again you checked your phone. 3 missing calls from Shawn. Only the thought of talking to Shawn made you stomach twist, but considering that he’ll come over if you ignored him any longer you called him back. As if he waited for you to call he picked up after the second ring. „Thank you for calling back Y/N“, he said with a hesitant voice. Acting all confident you just said „Yeah, of course i think we have a lot to talk about“. The two of you agreed to forget about last night and to never tell anyone else cause his sure if we did his girlfriend would hear about it. Shawn only blamed the alcohol for your actions and said it was fun but meaningless which you agreed with. Little did he know how much it really meant  to you and how painful it was to hear him say all those things.

After rethinking that whole situation you came to the conclusion that you’re going to avoid Shawn from now on until your feelings fade. Well turns out that was easier said than done. Once my phone rang and I saw that it was only my best friend and not Shawn i was  relieved, well little did I know what she was about to ask. „Hey Y/N, glad you’re alive after last night“, and I was sure she could feel how i rolled my eyes over her statement. Before I could even respond she talked again „So, the boys and I are driving to the lake and you’re coming with us. Gonna pick you up in five“ Cause I knew better then to argue with her about it I just said „Well i guess I see you then.“ 

When Anja said „the boys“ I knew that that meant Shawn as well, which made me feel sick all over again. As soon as i saw Shawns Jeep I tried to put my very best poker face on and act as if nothing had ever happened, cause i knew he did.

„Looking good Y/N“, „How do you manage to still look decent after yesterday?“, „I was so sure you would be dead by now“, those were the things you heard the boys and Anja shout at you while you were approaching the car. „Thanks and I’m also surprised how well I am“ you said joking. Once you were in the car you could feel how Shawn was starring at you. But you refused to even look at him. Confident as always Shawn said „Glad you came“, you on the other hand completely ignored his statement and started to talk to Brian. You spent all afternoon on the lake, mostly swimming laughing and just playing around. You also had to explain how those marks ended up all over you, but you just said that you ended up driving home with some guy you’ve never met before and won’t meet again. Considering how drunk you were the others just laughed and made fun of you and didn’t even ask further question. Only Shawn remained silent, although you  really wanted to see his reaction when you came up with this story you still refused to look at him.

Once the sun set was over all of you decided to better get going. Shawn who desperately wanted to talk to you all day ended up driving everyone home first so only him and you were left in the car. „Thats not what I meant Y/NN“ he said almost sounding upset. When you didn’t answer him right away he continued be saying „Saying we should forget about what happened doesn’t mean you should forget that i exist.“ „I’m not“ I whispered. „Come on Y/N, even Ian asked me what I did to piss you of like that“ he said with a more calm voice this time. All you wanted to say is the truth, you wanted to tell him that you can’t forget it and that you don’t want to. You wanted to tell him how much it meant to you and how much he hurt you with his words but you ended up saying „I’m sorry that wasn’t my intention“. „Well I sure as hell hope it wasn’t cause I’m not willing to loose my best friend because of that mistake“ he joked. Without knowing that it wasn’t a joke to you.

From that day on you pushed the thought of avoiding him to the back of your mind and started hanging out with him way more often than you used to. You never used to overthink things when it came to hanging out with one of the boys alone, but this time you couldn’t sop thinking that it might be more for him as well. Of course you knew that he still was in a relationship, but with his girlfriend still in Europe you never wasted a thought on her and you were convinced neither did he. Until that day he mentioned her to you. „Y/N I have to tell her“ he said. „Huh?“, he completely caught me off guard and i didn’t know what to say. „I need to tell Hannah about what happend between the two of us, I need to be honest with her, she deserves the truth. And she deserves it from me. Don’t worry I won’t tell her that it was you i cheated on her with.“ he told me. „Shawn thats your decision to make and I’m not going to be the one who tells you not to, but what if she can’t forgive you?“ I asked carefully. „Then I’ll still have you“ hearing those words from Shawn made my heart flip and my face lit up.

Turned out she couldn’t forgive him, or more she didn’t want to. Which also meant that you could spent even more time with him without feeling guilty cause he was single now. The two of you started making out when you went out with your friends not caring who was watching, you repeated the night from a few weeks ago more than once and most important you were honest to each other.  Shawn started saying things like „It should’ve been you all along, I shouldn’t have wasted my time with her“ or „I can’t believe I never told you how beautiful you are“. You even told him that you loved him, not expecting him to say it as well, but you wanted him to know. Although both of you only said those things while being drunk, you were sure he meant it like you did while being sober. You never listend to Brian or Ian who always warned you that he’s going to be the death of you.

Because you were convinced he felt the same way as you it caught you totally of guard when he texted you that you can’t see each other again, at least for a while. Thousand different questions came to your mind all at once. But deep down you knew the answer to all of them. Hannah was back, and she forgave him. He told you that some of her friends saw us making out on parties and leaving together more than once so she knew I was the one Shawn told her about. „Y/N I promise you things will go back to normal as soon as she’s fully over it and can trust me again. I really didn’t mean that it turns out like this but that is not the end of our friendship I promise you“ with tears in your eyes you read that last message over and over again until you believed him. This can’t be the end.

And it wasn’t. Shawn kept his promise, only two weeks later he reached out again. „Can I come over later?“ read the text you received from him. When you thought about those two weeks you spent being miserable because he broke you and hating yourself for losing your best friend you wanted to say no. But you couldn’t, you needed him. You needed him to love you as mich as you loved him. Little did you know the only reason he reached out was because Hannah was in Montreal to visit her family for the next three weeks. So everything started all over again. He making you compliments without any reason, the two of you being all cuddly and touchy again, you being all naive around him and falling for him all over again.

You convinced yourself that Hannah got over it and was ok with the two of you hanging out again. Until he didn’t response to any of your messages or calls in two days. You knew he was avoiding you on purpose but you wanted to know why. Which you deep down knew already, but didn’t want to believe. After the third day of ignoring you he texted you again, something that made you regret every single second you’ve spent with him.
Shawn: „Y/N I don’t know what to say, not this time. I can’t thank you enough for always putting up with me and supporting me. You are the most loving and caring person I’ve ever come across and I’m sure I’m not going to meet someone like you in the near future. Knowing how much you love me and every little flaw i have makes my heart jump. I can’t tell you how thankful I’m for that. But this doesn’t work.. I know that I can’t have you both. I know that I can’t be your friend and a faithful boyfriend to her. I have to be fair with you, I can’t be selfish when it comes to you.. I have to let you go Y/N..“
Y/N: „was it easy?“
Shawn: „Please don’t make this harder than it already is.“
Y/N: „Was ist easy to say all those things, making me fall in love with you, making me trust you although you knew that trusting is the hardest thing for me! Was it easy to leave me?“
Shawn: „Y/N please..“
Y/N: „You know what hurt me the most it was being so close, and having’ so much to say just to watch you walk away..“
Shawn: „You need to do something for me. Hate me Y/N! Hate me today hate me tomorrow hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you, cause i know you’ll have a beautiful life without me, I know you’ll be a sun in somebody else’s sky!
I’m sorry you couldn’t have been mine..“

Happy 36th Birthday, Tom Hiddleston!!!

You have given me so many things in these past two years since I became aware of your existence:

…heart palpitations, a re-introduction and renewed appreciation of Shakespeare and all things English, aural torture of the best kind, discoveries of things I never knew I needed/liked/desired (Glasses Tom, Book Tom, Professor Tom, pancakes, straw”burry” milkshakes–but maybe that’s just because of YOU), a widening scope for my movie-viewing habits, an ability to communicate a plethora of feelings while only using the sobbing-face emoji, proof that wonderfully open, caring, giving, genuine people still exist…

…but, most importantly, you’ve given me joy, laughter, light, and hope when I’ve needed it the most…not to mention all the wonderful people I have met because of you…

@the-haven-of-fiction, @coalea, @devikafernando, @fangirlonarampage, @freckletriangleofdoom, @beaglebitch, @mintmintdoodles, @hiddlesfashion

and all the others I don’t necessarily talk to, but enjoy all the same!

So…HAPPY 36th BIRTHDAY, you unbelievably precious Angel Face! I am so proud to be your fan and I wish you all the greatest joys life has to offer!!!!!

The puzzles we create

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Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

Originally posted by heytheredeann

Part One: In between the lines  Part Two: Easy lies and simple truth

Cannonball by Damien Rice

Dean x Reader     ANGST 

Word Count: 6586

A/N: Lines borrowed from Season 11 episodes “All in the Family”, “Red Meat.”, and “Alpha and Omega.” are in Bold.

Dean sat at the war room table with his laptop in front of him running two different search engines for Amara. He was two beers deep and just popped the top on his third. He had entered in everything he could think of to trace her and knew it would take time but hoped he’d get lucky. So far, his luck was pretty much what he expected. Nada.

“But nada is better than bad luck.” He smiled at his beer before taking a swig.

He was tapping his fingers against the table when the idea resurfaced from earlier that day, something he’d been able to keep at bay during the daylight hours. He took a long pull from his beer and stared at the search scanning five different online avenues for any trace of Amara’s MO. He glanced at his watch, thirty minutes of sitting here with nothing popping up.

“It’s not like it would hurt to have a backup plan.” He hesitated for a second, waiting for some sign to tell him otherwise but the room remained silent. He opened an internet window and pulled up Charlie’s untraceable email account then logged in. He typed in y/n’s email before staring at the blinking cursor in the body of the message. There was a lot he had to say and this was such a chicken shit way to do it but if anything happened and things went sideways, he needed her to know what he never got to say.

Who knew if she even still checked it anyway.

He glanced around, took another long pull from his beer, and then started typing.

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Prompts list

What’s this??? Your girl is doing PROMPTS!? 

So I’ve been wanting to do prompts for a while. So yes, send me a number and ship and I’ll write something based on it. I’ll only do the following ships: Flintwood, Deamus, Wolfstar, Scorbus, Alicia x Katie, Lavender x Parvati, Terrance x Adrian, Hannah x Susan, Linny, Pansy x Millicent, Romione, Tonks x Fleur, Pansy x Hermione, Drarry

  1. “I cannot stand you”
  2. “You’re freezing”
  3. “Never would’ve guessed”
  4. “Are you okay?”
  5. “I won’t leave without you”
  6. “I promise it’ll be okay”
  7. “Don’t worry about them”
  8. “Who cares what they think?”
  9. “We need to tell them”
  10. “I’ve loved you for years”
  11. “You are all I need”
  12. “Get your hands off of him/her”
  13. “I don’t want to fight anymore”
  14. “How long have you felt like this?”
  15. “Please take a break”
  16. “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me”
  17. “I miss you”
  18. “I still love you”
  19. “I never forgot”
  20. “You’re pretty good at that”
  21. “I don’t want to speak to you again”
  22. “Please don’t keep secrets from me”
  23. “I should’ve told you”
  24. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
  25. “Do you need help with that?”
  26. “Where did that come from?”
  27. “Are we really doing this now?”
  28. “Call me if you need anything”
  29. “Why did I wait?”
  30. “Can you please stop listening to that song?”
  31. “Why did you do that?”
  32. “How long?”
  33. “You’re going down”
  34. “You look amazing”
  35. “I knew all along”
  36. “You’re so stubborn”
  37. “Lie down”
Forever the One

Summary: When Omega Dan is of age, he is told by his father that he will be sold off to find an Alpha mate. Cue, Alpha Phil. Alpha Phil is in desperate need for a mate, and although Phil is only a few years older than Dan, he holds a reasoning behind why he needs a mate so quickly. When secrets are revealed that give up why Phil needed a mate, this story may not have a happy ending.

Chaptered Work: This is chapter 7 of 16.

Warnings: Mentions of running away and vivid mentions of not owning your own body.

Word Count: 1,739

Authors Note: In a few chapters is going to be pure smut, so I’m gonna try and whip these two chapters out fast so you’re not waiting too long. I know how much you guys love sin ;). So take what you will with this one and hope that I can get the next chapter out in a timely manner so you’re not suffering! Happy reading! :)


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Ghost Fragment: The Last Word 5

The last time he had fled a ruined village he had lost three of nine people, and Shin Malphur hoped to the Light and to his own feet that he would do better this time.

Don’t keep everything in one cache, he knew, and he thought that the Vanguard must too. The gun felt no different on his hip, and Cayde nodded dismissively as they both trudged through rubble. Shin circled up with the Vanguard for just a little while, to talk about the Shadows of Yor and about the other non-Hunter Hunter in the Tower. Shin and Eris had compared ghost stories once.

“Cayde is sending his Hunters on a treasure hunt,” Ikora said, sanguine and wary. The Exo shrugged. Their people rallied around them, setting up signal points in advance of future hunts. “The scouts need scouts.”

“Where is Eris?” Shin had a feeling he would need to stay on target, to deal with one of his contacts at a time. Some of these Guardians had never lived outside the City before. They were more liable to become distracted by things like a lack of tap water. He would need to take care of them too.

For his part, Cayde still looked unconcerned. “I hate to say it, but I don’t know. We know someone who might, though.”

Tenuous alliances, broken and mended histories. Shin knew all about this kind of ghost.

Ikora told him a place. Not a ritual - he would have rejected the idea outright - but a meeting she would have attended herself if Shin had not conveniently volunteered. He was happy to be her knife, but laid it out clear that he wouldn’t be agreeing to any more clandestine treks sight unseen.


Toland stood in a clearing, for any given definition of “stood” and “in”. Reality warped slightly, and he nested in it. Shin kept his hand off the gun just because he thought it wouldn’t be his most effective weapon here. Hunters could be clever, too.

If the Shattered One gave any impression of recognizing the Last Word, he didn’t show it. The voice was somehow both wheedling and thick as if with phlegm. “You weren’t born a Guardian. I can smell it on you.”

Shin brushed off his pant legs. He had acquired a bit of pungent mud, sure, and ash. So had everyone else.

“Isn’t it intoxicating to live … ” But Toland didn’t follow with ‘forever’. “Apart? Hear the language of other places?”

“Can’t say I have much truck with words for the sake of words,” Shin said.

Loken had lost his way too, and even if Shin felt the same about Toland, he knew what was a parasite on the world and what enriched it.

“With what, then?” Toland blurred. “The long hunt? Sometimes Hunters can’t tell when they’re retreating.”

Palamon hadn’t been his fault, Shin told himself. Not that particular retreat. Sometimes it was easier to think that it had been, rather than go down the long road toward whatever Jaren was thinking when he fell alone. Better to be responsible for a whole world than responsible for that. Right?

Shin looked at the shadow. “You’ve got a way with people.” A flaying way. “I’m here for Eris.”

Toland was nonplussed. “She isn’t. She has gone a-walking.”

“Safe, then?”


“And her information?” Her knowledge of Dredgen Yor’s Ghost, of Shin’s?

“Gone with her.”

Shin nodded. This time when he rested his elbow on the Last Word it was just that; a rest, a frontier lean. When the trees creaked behind him, it was just convenience (and a bit of well-of-course) that turned the lean into a grasp. The Last Word was so very familiar.

The gap around Toland closed, whipping him away and leaving the smell of ash and autumn leaves. There was one loose end tied, although Shin would have liked to talk to Eris about the Shadows. He turned to watch the Cabal forces moving slowly between the trees.

Always another chance for words for the sake of others, though, wasn’t there …?

“ what if clary never thought of jace as her brother? and actually had time to mourn, grieve and want this brother she’d never met “ a concept