this is the last you will see me


Lin-Manuel Miranda

Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see. I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me. America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me. You let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up. I’m running out of time. I’m running, and my time’s up! Wise up! Eyes up! I catch a glimpse of the other side. Laurens leads a soldiers’ chorus on the other side, my son is on the other side, he’s with my mother on the other side washington is watching from the other side. Teach me how to say goodbye

Rise up! Rise up! Rise up! Eliza! My love, take your time, I’ll see you on the other side.
Raise a glass to freedom…

anonymous asked:

14 (for the writing prompt thing)

14. “You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”

“Hey, Hanzo.”

Hanzo, McCree can tell, is on the very edge of sleep.That is not surprising, as they have been curled together in bed for the last twenty minutes. He feels a little guilty for waking Hanzo, but it is worth it to see Hanzo sleepily lift his head off of McCree’s shoulder, blinking until his eyes readjust.


“Listen. I wanna ask you about doin’ somethin’, and it’s kinda crazy. I expect you to tell me no, but still.”

Hanzo groans softly and resettles on McCree’s chest, chin propped up so he can see. “We’re not buying a ranch in Montana,” he says, his voice rough with sleep but no less fond. 

McCree chuckles. He raises a hand to smooth a few strands of hair back from Hanzo’s face. “Wasn’t gonna ask again, believe me, sweetheart.”

“Then what is it?”

McCree takes a deep breath. He focuses for a moment on Hanzo in front of him: his sleepy eyes, the dark fan of his eyelashes, the tiny and lopsided smile on his face, the way he has subtly turned into the cup of McCree’s hand. His chest swells with happiness, bright and warm and something he is not accustomed to. Fuck, McCree could be happy forever if they just stayed like this.

“What do you think of gettin’ married?” he asks. 

Hanzo’s eyes widen by a small fraction. “Married?”


“Are you asking me if I have thought of marriage, or are you asking me to marry you?”

“Both. I think.”

Hanzo watches him for a moment or two. He is still a little sleepy, but McCree can see the gears working in his head. 



“Yes, you’ve thought of it, or yes, you’ll marry me?”

Hanzo’s smile widens. “Both,” he parrots.

“You weren’t supposed to say yes. We’re too much of a mess.”

“I assumed you asked it because you wanted it.”

“You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”

“I do not plan to.”

“You. You want to get married.”

“I had not planned on it. But I could, if it were to you.”

Gandhi once said; “Be the change you want to see in the world’. And I live by these words. I am a feminist, I am an activist.

Feminism to me is believing in the social, political and economic equality of all gender. Feminism to me is acknowledging my privileges and using it to speak up so I can generate conversations with other people and hopefully have an effect on their opinion. Feminism to me is listening to each other, learning from the experiences and moving forward together. 

Being an activist to me is being the change. Being the change while caring about the people around me and never only just focusing on myself. It means that I will make mistakes, that I’m gonna fail sometimes. But I will always keep going to face the new challenges with the help of others. It means that I should improve.

And being me is believing in love, acceptance, diversity of opinions. I believe in kindness and respect. Being me used to be believing in you, being inspired by you. So being me right now is not that great… But I believe in letting others be and moving on. I also believe in forgiveness and I believe that people do change. So I’m never hopeless and I never give up. But for now, I need to take a step back cause I lost something important to me. An idol. An image, I had in my head. And so this is me saying goodbye to that idol. Not to the actress, not to the person I never knew, but to MY IDOL who was with me for many years and helped me through life. The idol only I knew, and the idol who is not there anymore. 

Goodbye, my friend! May we meet again❤️️❤️

Originally posted by stitchholdsmyheart

anonymous asked:

Honestly, I don't make headcanons about real life people but... if I try to imagine what you're like irl, the first that comes to mind is of some guy on the floor curled up and crying and surrounded by old CDs, "Last Surprise" blasting out of some speakers, and Akechi's "death" playing out on the screen of a tv. Don't ask me how the hell I came up with such an atrocity, I just woke up from a really weird dream I can't even remember anymore.

I can’t believe how spot on some of these headcanons are like you all know me better than I do.

Spare Me ~ Stiles Stilinski


#21 Is that gum in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

“Whaddup losers!” you smile walking over to Scott and Stiles. 

“Big talk for someone so small Y/N.”  Scott laughs petting your head. You reply by giving him a playful punch in the arm.

Stiles pulls you into his arms for a soft kiss. “Scott don’t scare her away!” he jokes, rolling his eyes.

You clear your throat as you look up at Stiles, batting your lashes.

“Is that gum in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Stiles looks down at you with a mischievous smirk raising an eyebrow.

“He gave me his last piece of gum earlier” Scott says cutting him off as he’s about to say something. “You can have a piece of mine!” Scott says innocently, offering you the gum.

You and Stiles let out a small chuckle in unison.

“Oh god Scott please him that innocence.” you say trying not to laugh.

“C’mon McCall spare me the innocence.” Stiles jokes. “Will you cover for me at practice?” 

“Sure!” Scott says rushing off as he eyes the time.

Stiles takes your hand as he leads you to an empty classroom. “Stiles what are we doin-” you try to say but you are cut off when his lips attack yours.

He lays you on the desk as he attacks your neck. Your fingers tangle in his hair when he lets out a low muffled moan. You grind against him as he tries to push down his jeans. “Stiles…..quick” you cry, desperate for release.

“Well we’re eager aren’t we?” he smirks as he undoes his belt.

“Yes very!” you exclaim “Now is not the the time Stilinski.” You exclaim ripping both your shirts off. while he fishes around his bag for a condom.

All of a sudden the door flies open.

“Stilinski! Why aren’t you on the f-” Coach yells as he realizes what he’s barged in on. His eyes widen as he notices the condom at his feet.

“Uhhh hey Coach…..” Stiles says hastily zippingg up his jeans and putting his shirt back on.

You scramble to find your shirt, avoiding the aghast gazes of the lacrosse teams.

“What were you two doing in here?” Coach exclaims hoping to avoid the obvious answer.

Stiles gulps. “Ahmmmm…. Biology.”

“Stilinski you better be on field in five minutes or so help me god!”


tbh i need new music for my long ass flight next week aaaand blogs to follow so i’ll do blogrates for the first time and prob the last time ever? be warned this will take me like 7 days to accomplish but like.. i’ll do them. 


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  • blacklist shelby does blogrates if you don’t wanna see them

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anonymous asked:

Idc who answers this question I just need help😂 how do I tell if a guy is good for me? The last guy I dated viewed my depression as a burden for him and he was just generally Not Cool about it and through retrospect I realize he wasn't that good for me. How can I tell if I'm in a healthy relationship? Sometimes it's hard for me to see it when I'm so close to the situation. Thanks bebes

If you feel happier or even just more content when you’re apart from someone, it’s probably not a healthy relationship. If you’re hardly ever apart from them, and are unable to tell, that’s still probably unhealthy. Knowing whether a relationship will be good for you before really getting to know them is difficult. Honestly, even though it can be hard, the best way to go about things is to communicate your needs to your partners and friends. Communication is Good™


I woke up to see we hit 6k last night! Wow wow. So beyond impressed. That’s the size of a small town, you guys.
It makes me so happy to know that there are so many people who continue to love and discover this series, and I hope that we’ll all continue to do so.
I’m not sure what people do to celebrate follower milestones, but I’m certainly open to suggestions cause this feels like a big thing and I’d love to do something with you all. Thank you!

Well… I’m kinda active again. Missed me? you guys probably don’t even remember me :D

How are y'all doing? Drop a message if you’d like! I’d be happy c:

Also! Since I was inactive for like… a whole year? I had to unfollow a lot of blogs because they were inactive as well. My dasboard is pretty empty now. Please like this or sth if you’re a pink/blue/white blog so I can check it out!

princess-ikol  asked:

hoo boy here we go: 52, 101, 110, 125, 338 all for drarry because I love you :P

This took me wayyyy too long, sorry! 

52. “Go then, leave! See if I care!

101. “I guess I was wrong about you. You’re not so bad after all.” 

110. “I just wanted you to know that when I picture myself happy… it’s with you.” 

125. “I need you to forgive me.”

338. “Will you just shut up for a moment so I can say something nice to you!”

Harry fully expected to be met with broken dishes and cracked up photo frames when he entered his apartment that night. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt this awful. He and Draco usually made up not more than half an hour after a fight, restraining themselves from physical contact had never been their strong suit, but this time was different. This time Draco had left. Left and not come back.

A soft crack under his auror boots proved he was right about finding the remnants of their argument still littered around his flat. Their torn portrait on the floor, a six months anniversary gift from Dean, proved him right again. He closed his eyes as he walked into the living room. He didn’t want to be right.

It hadn’t been his first proper fight with Draco, far from it even, but it had been their last. He wouldn’t come back. Not after everything Harry had thrown at his head, the insults hurting much more than the plates or mugs. Harry didn’t deserve him coming back.

Another crack under his foot brought him back to the moment just before Draco had stormed out.

“Go on then, leave! See if I care!”

“Don’t think for one second that I will see you caring about anything if I walk out of this hellhole.” His voice was cold and Harry could feel Draco’s eyes burn a hole in his jumper. Even turning his back on the man didn’t work against the Malfoy stare. “I don’t half-ass do things and then quit.”

“Oh no? Then what about half dead Katie Bell? Or half poisoned  Ron? Or your half-ass attempt to murder Dumbledore?” Harry was shaking all over now, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the kitchen counter. How dare he. How dare he say anything about commitment. Bloody coward.

“And then I’m not even mentioning-” He continued.

But Harry never would mention whatever it was he wanted to mention, because right at that moment the unnaturally loud bang of Draco slamming the door shut behind him obliterated all other sounds. When the last of his footsteps died away, Harry could still only think about how that fucking ponce had probably taken the effort to magically amplify the bang.

“Arsehole.” He muttered to no one.

It wasn’t until eleven that morning that the impact of his words fully hit home.

It wasn’t until three that afternoon that Harry knew in every fiber of his being that he regretted what he’d done.

It wasn’t until seven that night that Harry realised he let Draco Malfoy walk out of his life, for good. When the familiar sting of tears behind his eyes hit him, he didn’t even try to hold back. Fuck, he’d screwed up.

Continue reading on Ao3, and thanks to my lovely beta @selectivegeekwithstandards

Send me a number (or numbers)+pairing and I’ll write you a thing! Said thing will probably take wayyyy to long to write since I don’t really do drabbles, only +/- 1000 words one-shots, but I will do all of them!

Esther deserves respect

I’m actually heartbroken about behaviour and attitudes of some people in the fandom. Matthew and Esther are real people, with real lives and real feelings. They aren’t on a TV show, they exist in real life, so the thought that anyone was giving Matt and Esther hate over an Instagram post really really pisses me off. Nobody has the right to post hateful comments about anyone just because they feel like it or are jealous. Over the weekend Matt and Esther were more than indulgent with fans who essentially stalked them for three days. By the last day you could see his face in pictures like he was not enjoying it but he is so kind and couldn’t say no. Now Esther also has to deal with all this attention on what is like her holiday and she does it with a smile on her face. So what the fuck makes people think they can just send her whatever hate they want just because they are hiding behind a computer screen to do it. It makes me sick tbh, she didn’t ask for any of this and i wouldn’t blame Matt if he wanted to stop posting on social media or even interacting with fans. Because he’d have every right to. People are interfering and messing around in their personal lives and that is so far beyond OK and acceptable. I am so tired of this shit happening in this fandom. And it completely takes away from the majority of us who love and respect the whole cast and their SO. I’m just so done and sad and ashamed right now. 

caffeinosis replied to your post: 8 Rebelcaptain?

but just imagine Draven’s face when he got a report that trailed off into utter gibberish…

RIGHT???? I s2g I was laughing my head off because THIS IS EXACTLY what I was thinking!

“Captain Andor, could I have a word.”

“Yes sir?”

“That last report you sent, I’m not sure it was… complete?”

*Cassian sweating*

“I’m not sure I recognized some of the words either? As you know, our reports need to be written in Basic. There were times it looked to me like you were just smashing at the keys.” Draven lets out a guffaw, but stops when he sees Cassian’s deadly serious face.

“That’s not what you were doing, was it, Andor?”

*Cassian sweating buckets now*

“Oh for kriff’s sake. Please redo that report, and preferably without Erso in the room!”

“So, what do you want to talk about?”

“I…I’m not sure how to say it.”

“Okay. Take your time.”

Peter waited for a minute for his oldest to say more, but he didn’t. 

“Your mom says you got invited to some party last night.”

David began to fidget in his seat.


“That’s good. You’re making friends quickly.”

“I was, except I messed it up.”


“This girl, Ginnie, was being really nice to me. She said she liked me, but I guess she meant just as a friend. But I thought she meant she like, liked me, and I tried to kiss her and her boyfriend saw, got mad, and pushed me. I left right after, because I was embarrassed and I didn’t know what to do.”

“I see.” 

lefreakette  asked:

Heya! Exactly one year ago I got into college and idk if you remember this, but at the end of September last year I sent you an ask saying that im moving and that im terrified. When I sent that ask I was in a bus, sobbing with a 13 hour long drive ahead of me. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do and today, I finished my first year. Passed all my finals, and going back home in two days for summer. Thank you for the kind words that day. I will never forget that 💕

Oh my god Anja… I can barely see my screen through tears im such an emotional wreck today wowie

But I am so so proud of you. Ridiculously proud. I can’t believe it’s been a whole year, that’s absolutely insane! But seeing how far you’ve come has been such a great experience and I’m proud to be a part of your life.

I hope that anyone in a similar place can see this and KNOW that they can get through it too, and that it’s okay to ask for help.

Thank you for telling me, it truly means a lot to me. I LOVE YOU ANJAPOP

Originally posted by rias-photo-blog

Dear me,

Can we start over? It’s been a long time since you showed yourself love.
When was the last time you saw yourself the way other people do?
People see a lot more good than they see bad.
It’s only you who tells yourself that there’s more to be improved.
When was the last time you told yourself that you did something that should be awarded and not replay it, trying to find ways to improve it?
I want to try again. And we’re going to be good enough for us and telling ourselves it’s okay to do so.
Have you ever given yourself credit?
Let’s start now


PLL 7x20 Review

Hello! These some thoughts I had while watching the finale, note this isn’t an all positive review because I really didn’t like the finale that much. But I see some people who did so I’m really glad there are people who are satisfied. So for the last time here are my thoughts for the last episode ever of Pretty Little Liars.

1. I feel like we should start off with the reveal then end with the happier stuff. So Alex Drake is AD. Funny thing about that is you could’ve watched every episode and minute of PLL up till 7x20, then ask “who is AD” and you wouldn’t know them.

2.That’s what bothers me. She is a new character, I don’t care about her. This is Charlotte 2.0 “I had a hard life so instead of taking it out on my parents, I’m going to take it out on my sister and her friends I barely know.

3. Emily, Hanna, and Aria have had no connection or reason to be tortured since Mona was “A”

4. These last two “A’s” have just been secret family of Spencer and Ali. No connection to the other girls.

5. All this being said Troian did amazing with what she was given.

6. The reveal was lame. At first I didn’t think Alex would be AD because of how dumb the reveal was. Also I wish it was revealed to all the girls instead of just Spencer.

7. That horse and Jenna figured it out everyone else just went with it.

8. I feel like the questions that were answered were very short and never discussed. (Note I haven’t watched the wrap party yet so if I say something in this that is discussed there, I wouldn’t know.)

9. I would have taken Melissa or even Mona again anything besides this.

10. Wren is Emison’s baby daddy and it was revealed in such a casual sentence and way…

11.  I know its gross and disgusting what happened to Emily and Ali, but that aside between Emily and Wren those kids are going to look amazing (they already do, even if they looked extremely white?)

12. Rest in peace Wren (they always take the good/hot ones) It’s like they wanted me to hate Alex for all the wrong reasons. I’m mad at her reveal yeah, but at the end of the day I’m more pissed she killed Wren.

13. Who would’ve thought that Wren would get Ali pregnant with Emily’s eggs.

14. Emison proposal was super cute

15. Also you’re telling me Lucas’s last scene was him tap dancing off.  Lucas come back and pretend to be AD please!

16. Lucas didn’t know Charlotte just emailed her, I call bull on that whole story

17. Jenna was amazing tonight and part of the reason (besides the horse) these guys found out AD.

18. I felt super bad for Aria this whole episode but like Ezra can die…

19. If they wanted me to like Alex even a bit she could’ve started by killing Ezra

20. I’m super upset that Ezra gets to live happily ever after like he shouldn’t be in jail for all he has done.

21. I’m sad for Spoby shippers. Spoby has always been my second favorite and I was upset they didn’t get much, so I feel for you actual Spoby shippers<3

22. I love that Hanna was helping Mona, it makes my heart happy they are still friends and that Hanna trusts her even if the others don’t.

23. The last scene was tacky and dumb. I don’t know these girls and I don’t want to.

24. Side note all they made us do was hate Addison these last episode by having her in them, now they want to make us watch a show with her in it? UM no thanks.

25. Now this is the hard part, I’m not going to cry anymore, I swear. Lets talk about Haleb.

26. I’m kind of upset most of the final scenes (all but the actually last just Haleb scene) was them fighting. I wish we could’ve gotten to see them happier.

27. But there is a Haleb baby on the way now and it was super cute her telling the girls ( I would’ve rather seen her and Caleb finding out) but hey a Haleb Baby, I’ll take that any day.

28.  “Wanna make a baby” I screamed but Caleb should’ve said “you down to make a baby”. Never forget when Caleb asked Hanna to get married by asking if “she was down”.

29. Haleb bought Lucas place, but did they take down all his secret cameras I KNOW HE HAS!

30. The weirdest part is all the girls are staying in town, I would be gone in seconds.

31. I’m pretending that isn’t Alex Drake its Ezra in a mask,, it makes me feel better about the ending.

32. Also Lucas is still guilty of something, maybe just bad tap dancing.

That’s all I can think of right now. Thank you to everyone who has read any of my reviews. I will still be on this account and it will always be Halebendgame that won’t change. I know it in my heart in a few years Pretty Little Liars will return, and Haleb will too. So until then I’ll be on here causally and posting random pll/Haleb stuff till we see them again. THANK YOU ALL:)