this made my morning for sure

The positive things: 25/03/17

Today has been exhausting and I have mentally struggled quite a bit, however I made sure to not stay on my phone/mindlessly scrolling the internet (as that can often drag me into a bit of a negative spiral) and I actually think it might have helped.

  • I read for a bit when I woke up (I love reading in bed first thing in the morning)
  • I baked some lemon/lemon curd cupcakes for my mum and nan for mother’s day
  • Mum and I went on a short walk together in the woods as we were both feeling a bit low (we are also both feeling a bit better today so we are hoping the bug has passed through)
  • I spent a few hours this afternoon sewing together my crochet tortoise (I cant believe how long it took) whilst watching a new series on Netflix (Marvel: Iron Fist)
  • I tried another new sandwich today - hummus and carrot! And what made this even better was that mum and I both tried it together (she had the same sandwich as me)
  • I found some time to do some journalling, which helped to straighten out my thoughts a little
  • Fresh bedding

Okay, so here’s the story about the pumpkins:

My friend got married yesterday and we missed the wedding because of work but we made it to the reception. Because its mid-September and the reception was in a nature center (awesome!) there was a little bit of a fall theme. Not overbearingly, but the tables all had these tiny pumpkins. 

So they’re cleaning up at the end of it and we’re still hanging out because we haven’t seen these people in forever and we can talk until three in the morning when we get together. All of a sudden, the Maid of Honor hands us a tiny pumpkin. 

“Take one.”

“Um… okay?”

“Take another.”


“It is my duty as Maid of Honor to make sure that the guests leave with an uncomfortable number of tiny pumpkins.”

So it turns out that she’d gotten a bunch of them for a Halloween party last year and after the party was over her mom threw them into the compost heap thinking that would be the end of it. But what she didn’t seem to realize was that if you put pumpkins in a compost heap- it grows more pumpkins. It grows pumpkins exponentially. Serious mathematical anomaly pumpkins. 

So this year she has even more tiny pumpkins and she figured it would be a good idea to have them as decor for the reception. BUT- she would still have to throw them out at the end of the day and no matter where you throw them you are doomed to have a ridiculous amount of tiny pumpkins growing SOMEWHERE at your fault. 

So everyone left with at least two tiny pumpkins and that’s how we made friends with the Maid of Honor. 

i think i fell in love with you long before i realized
but come to think of it
how could i not?
after all of the late night conversations
and the times you were my shoulder to cry on
  after the hugs that felt like home
  and all of the times you were my hand to hold
  after the “good morning” and “good night” messages
  and all of the phone calls you made just to make sure i was okay
  after all of the times you made me laugh when it felt like i would never smile again
  and all of moments and memories we can never tell a soul
  maybe i didn’t even really fall for you
  i think i just woke up one day
  and i knew
  that you were the one who i wanted by my side
  through thick and thin
  for better or for worse
  it’s always been you
  and i hope it always will be you
—  Anonymous said: Can you write something about falling in love with your best friend?
(cc, 2017)
star wars piano lullaby

Star Wars Piano Lullaby // arranged by onefine-morning, themes by John Williams

Force Theme • Across the Stars • Rey’s Theme • Imperial March • Duel of the Fates • Han Solo and the Princess • Main Title

These songs were such an integral part of my childhood… I took advantage of the snowy day to throw this together (and made sure to add Rey’s theme from TFA!) Hope you enjoy. 

Other lullabies: Rogue One, Jurassic Park, Harry Potter, LOST

DA: 4C00-0012-3E90
Mayor @mayorchibi
Screenies do not do this town justice (specially since I am still getting the hang of editing). What I believe is the early morning setting relaxes you and it is so beautiful outside that you almost forget to go inside the houses! It has always been one of my favorites dream towns. I don’t think that many towns can get away with these paths but they go so well here in Crystal. There is so much to snack on and mayor Esther made sure to enjoy that and even went for a swim! I doubt you haven’t heard of this town but if you haven’t go dream of it now because you’re missing out! xx
But consider this

I still have like two unfinished shidge fics so IDK if I ever will write this so here are my hcs for it

Your Obligatory Pidge is neighbors with Single Dad Shiro and his son Keith

-early 30s single dad Shiro and his son 5 year old Keith living in an apartment

-20s Pidge just moving next door

-awkward “Oh hey good morning!” followed by the “I made too much food would you like some?” nice moves pidge

-the “yeah sure thanks”

-the “Would you like to come inside?”

-the “let me go get my son”

-the omg he has a son?! He is married I have zero chances damn oh well time to hide my feelings in a dark void and be a good neighbor

- the “must be hard having children at a young age” followed by the explanation that shiro is in his 30s and Pidge laughing it off as a joke until he tells her he is serious and she is like HOW

-but also Shiro being busy with work and asking Pidge to take care of Keith for the night

-I’m guessing Pidge is into programming, tech stuff, freelancer so their time is pretty much at their control, although most of their freelance work comes from Altea Tech, their friend Hunk works there

-the Keith looking at Pidge’s photos hung on the the wall and seeing Pidge’s mom and asking “What are moms like??”

-Pidge realizing Keith never had a mom but yeah pidge has to say something “moms are nice, heartwarming. They take good care of you. Sometimes, they do scold you but that is because they love you and wants the very best for you.”

-”That sounds a lot like dad.”

-”Yep. Shiro is cool like that.”

-”Doesn’t that mean dad is twice as cool because he does both?” “Yeah. he is.”

-cue Pidge watching Lilo n Stich or maybe treasure planet with Keith and Keith falling asleep, Shiro getting home, thanking Pidge and carrying Keith back to his apartment

-Pidge hesitating because they may be intruding but then going with it saying Shiro is a very admirable and strong person as they are able to raise a wonderful son and also be amazing with their work

-Shiro being ???? then realizing that Pidge knows, probably from Keith, and then smiles and says thank you and good night before leaving

-Pidge closing their door and collapsing on the floor because how can shiro be this good-looking and perfect?! It is unfair, unjust

-Pidge meeting with Hunk to talk about their frustrations

-the “If he is single, then why don’t you just date him?!”

-”but what if he isn’t looking for someone and I end up ruining our good relations???”

-Also, previous neighbors the Sanchez, aka Kiddy Lance playing with Kiddy Keith with a really bad crush on Kiddy Keith because they thought Kiddie Keith was a girl, Curse u MULLET, and now they feel betrayed and confused af with their feelings somebody help these poor children u need to tell him it is ok to like boys pls

-by previous neighbors, I mean the Sanchez family  used to live in Pidge’s apartment, they saved enough money for a house so they moved to one, still in the neighborhood though

-Lance sleeping over because his parents had to do stuff (and by that I mean Lance crying like a baby because they miss Keith)

-Keith being all sparkly and excited and everything, Shiro is a happy dad

-Keith inviting PIDGE over, because Pidge and their movie collection are cool and not overrated and also because Keith wants Pidge to meet Lance

-because let’s face it, Shiro buys overrated movies, no time to go hunt the net for the good secret ones, but Pidge knows what is up

-the kid watching Brother Bear, Pidge brings popcorn and the kids swear they make the best popcorn

-Shiro falls asleep fast, poor dad needs rest, taking care of a 5 year old son and keeping up with work is a difficult job

-Keith swears he always does this in movie nights. Pidge drapes a blanket over shiro

-cue crying because Brother Bear is full of feels and shiro waking up because crying noises, note everyone is crying even Pidge 

-Shiro trying to not laugh at them, at pidge specifically, because Pidge cried watching brother bear, omg

-but Keith doesn’t know it is pidge he is laughing at and goes all defensive and like Brother Bear is an beautiful movie about ummmm…. brotherhood and bears, dad. You can’t laugh at brother bear when you slept on it.

-And Shiro just ruffling Keith’s hair saying yeah he is sorry and then looks at PIdge and winks (Pidge is internally and eternally screaming) as some form of I am sorry I laughed at you

-they finish the few remaining minutes of Brother bear and kids go to bed, Pidge goes back to their apartment

-Also Pidge, no car Pidge, bringing big bags when they go buy groceries coming down from buses and Shiro seeing that

-Shiro offering Pidge rides to the grocery store with him and Keith and Pidge saying yes because that would be a hell lot easier also GROCERY DATES

-Keith is in the cart obviously, Pidge is nice enough to make “vroom vroom” sounds for the kid, shiro never thought of that also they have dinner outside after this

-COOK DATES, aka Chef Dad Shiro, teaches Pidge some goddamn cooking because Pidge only knows how to cook pasta

-Shiro lowkey realizing he might be falling for Pidge but opting to just keep it to himself because Pidge is at their Prime, they can do anything in their 20s and well a single dad with a 5 year old kid isn’t exactly what people in their 20s are looking for (Joke is on you Shiro)

-Basically Shiro liking Pidge but considers his feelings something that will hold Pidge back so he doesn’t do anything about them

-How’s about daddy holt not going with non-binary and pidge being 100% done so they left their home at 18 bless matt for offering them a place to stay

-And how’s about some sad nights for Pidge because they remember daddy holt and they go drinking and moon viewing in the balcony

- cue accidentally breaking one of their pots and getting Shiro’s attention who hurries to their balcony because something just broke n they see pidge drunk in the moonlight

-the “Pidge are you okay? Is something wrong?”

-the “Oh hey Shiro. *hic*”

-the “You shouldn’t be here. You’re drunk, Pidge. It’s dangerous.” with the I am genuinely worried look

-the “tis fine. I’m perfectly fine.”

-the “Is something bothering you? Would you like to talk to me about it? I mean, if you are okay with it.”

-the SMILE in the glistening moonlight of pidge

-the arms stretching “You’re right shiro. I shouldn’t be here like this. I should hit the sheets. Good night.” before leaving

-the morning with the holy shit this HANGOVER and the need to go to the convenience store only to find a bag of Hangover coping drinks and meds on your door’s handle with the message:

“You’ll need these. Take Care,” -Shiro



-after the movie keith is like I am Nemo Papa is Merlin nemo’s papa and Pidge is dory

i remember when i woke up crying one morning, how i wasn’t really sure why i was crying, all that i knew was that it just hurt. everything hurt. i remember sitting up and feeling my heart just shatter because it was as if everything painful i had buried six feet under, had resurrected all at once and the ghost-like screams were too deafening. i was disoriented. it felt as though i wasn’t even on earth, like everything i had loved and everything that made me happy was separated from my being and i couldn’t snap out of this trance. i cried that whole day. i remember when it clicked, that this is what being heartbroken felt like. i cant remember much else because sometimes when you go through so much pain your mind just blocks it out so you can’t reflect on it too much and i have finally put it in the past. because ghosts don’t stop haunting you until they find peace and what i hadn’t realized was that i wasn’t mounting a lover, i was mourning myself because i knew the second i lost you, but i kept holding on and i kept you alive within the deepest parts of my mind, i held on longer than i was intended too. and you knew this. and you tried to back away and all that did was hurt me because i never realized that you were supposed to and i know you didn’t mean to cause me any harm because your heart is so pure and i realized that today. i realized, you left because you saw all the damage you caused me to inflict upon myself and i don’t blame you because its not your fault. i swooped in and thought i could save you but really, most nights it was me that needed the saving and i’m so sorry that i took away the light in my eyes and tried to give it to you. i know now that you shine on your own and you deserve all the love that i tried to give you and more than anything, i hope you can find that someday. i hope you heal and come back alive from your precious decay. because i am finally starting to. and now i am back and strongly rooted and we can finally have casual conversations and i can laugh again and i want you to know that i’m okay. and finally, after all this pain, i hope you are okay too. because god knows that all i’ve ever wanted.

RIP James and Lily Potter
  • Lily had always thought that James would be a good father, and that happened sooner than any of them expected
  • Of course James completely flipped out and could barely stand the idea of raising a precious child during war but what could they do?
  • Pregnant Lily had only a few mood swings here and there, but her morning sickness was just plain awful
  • There were many nights of James staying up with her, tying back her hair and cooing encouragement as she knelt for hours by the toilet
  • James always made sure his wife was never without what she needed, blankets, food, favorite songs, being read to aloud, he gave it to her
  • When Lily’s water broke it was in the middle of a dinner party with the rest of the Marauders, and general chaos broke out
  • Even Remus could not keep his calm, so Lily had to manage them and guide them in the act of taking her to the hospital
  • Harry was born very pink and healthy, and it seemed that he took an immediate liking to everyone who held him
  • James went home for a short period before Lily to tidy everything up and further baby proof the entire house
  • Watching James sing songs to a sleeping Harry or fall asleep with him in his arms only made Lily want to have more
  • Through all the death and despair, losing loved ones and friends, Harry was like the beacon of light that reminded everyone of the safe future they were fighting for
  • One night, with Harry between them on the bed, James and Lily spoke of all the possible names they’d have for the next child, they both wanted a girl (James predicted she’d have Lily’s hair and his eyes)
  • Funnily, Harry’s favorite place for naps was nestled against Sirius when he was in dog form, and this resulted in many cute photographs
  • Remus was always terribly afraid of accidentally hurting the small child but soon he grew rather comfortable and took good care of him
  • Not being able to leave the house drove James crazy, and Lily did her best to occupy him by having him teach Harry how to ride his mini broomstick
  • Although they’d both agreed on waiting until after the war was over, Lily couldn’t help but already plan for their next daughter
  • She could modify some of Harry’s clothes but she must have her own pair of shoes, and Lily hoped she’d share most of Harry’s toys
  • James loved his family more than anything, and he’d rather die than have any kind of harm come to them
  • Which is why on October 31, 1981 James saw the Dark Lord coming and he did not hesitate in telling his wife to take their child and run
  • Lily couldn’t bare to leave James but she had Harry so she had no choice but to rush up the stairs, hearing the door blast open behind her
  • Standing in that hallway, facing the man who had killed so many of his friends and ruined the lives of others, James felt nothing other than courage
  • He realized many things at once, as that green bolt flew towards him: he had forgotten his wand, Lily was beautiful even when frightened, Harry already had his messy hair, and he wouldn’t see them ever again
  • Upstairs, Lily heard a thud and she felt James’ death in her very heart and soul
  • Despite the unthinkable, Lily still cried out for him, thinking of all those times he’d always rushed to her, always there to love and protect
  • But this time, he would not come
  • Lily begged for Harry to be spared, for herself to be killed instead, and she knew it would be a hard life for him to be without a mother but what was her life without James?
  • As she watched death touch her chest, Lily thought many things at once: that she’d never have that baby girl, that she’d never kiss Harry’s forehead again, that she and James were only twenty-one
  • They were only twenty-one
A Miranda Christmas

Prompt: You were already a nervous wreck even before meeting Lin’s family for the first time Christmas day. But one look at Luz Towns-Miranda’s hawk-like eyes was a different type of terror.

Pairing: Lin x reader

A/N: Merry Christmas! I’ve been MIA I know! I’ll make it up to ya’ll I swear! As always, let me know what you think! xoxo

“Stop it, you look fine.”

You look up from the mirror at Lin’s stern voice. “Are you sure? Is my make-up too heavy?”

Lin chuckles and brushes his thumb along your bottom lip, reminding you of your habit of biting it when you were nervous. “Baby, you look beautiful. As always.”

You let out a shaky laugh and run your hands through your long locks, which you spent an extra hour curling in the morning. You took extra care with putting on your make-up and made sure that the dress you wore for the day wasn’t too short or too tight.

Today was your first Christmas with Lin, but more importantly, you were meeting the Miranda’s today.

The thought alone made you nauseous. Your relationships with previous boyfriends never became serious enough for you to meet their parents, so you didn’t know how the whole ordeal would be like. Ever since your chance meeting in NYU’s library at two in the morning, your whole world was flipped upside down. From the most absurd late night dinners in the corners of the library to accidentally setting off the fire alarm in your apartment, you could confidently say that your life has irrevocably changed ever since meeting him.

You wouldn’t have it any either way.

“Ready to go inside?” he asks, giving your knee a squeeze.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” you reply, pulling on your coat.

Lin smiles and shuts off the car, jogging over to your side to help you out. You take his hand and take a deep breath, visualizing your worries escape your body as your exhaled. “They’re going to love me?” you say to him, wincing at the inflection in your voice that made your statement sound more like a question.

“They’re going to love you,” Lin agrees, grinning. He gives you a quick peck on the lips and then tugs you over to the front porch.

The door immediately swung open, the sight of a small boy with floppy hair and wide innocent eyes bringing a smile to your face.


“Tio!” he squeals, his face brightening as he rushes forward to hug Lin.

You giggle and watch as Lin bent down to let the small boy wrap his arms around his neck. Your heart warmed as Lin lifted Alejandro into his arms, carrying him inside. You follow behind them, closing the door behind you, and then shrug off your thick coat, feeling the significant increase in temperature when you stepped inside.

“Help the poor girl out, will you? That coat looks heavier than she is,” a sharp voice cuts through the air, and you turn to face Luz Miranda-Crespo.

Lin puts Alejandro down and grabs your coat to hang on the coat rack before doing the same for his.

“You must be Y/N. It’s nice to finally meet you,” Luz’s strong voice was a stark contrast to the warm smile on her face. She steps forward and pulls you into a welcoming hug and kisses your cheeks.

“I-It’s nice to meet you too,” you stutter, returning the gesture. You manage to give Lin a pointed look over her shoulder before she took your arm to lead you to the living room.

“Luis, it’s Y/N!” she sings to her husband who was in the middle of watching a football game. He stands, and a curious Lusito and Dylan, cuddled against him, does the same.

You gulp, intimidated, but the feeling melts away once he smiles and shakes your hand in greeting. One by one, Luz and Luis introduce their adorable children to you (minus Hunter, their eldest in college who was currently in Boston with her boyfriend’s family), their shy, dimpled smiles making you want to pinch their cheeks.

“Mama and Papa are in the kitchen,” Luz gestures, causing your stomach to flop, “go say hi and then I’ll show you embarrassing pictures of Lin when he was little.”

Lin rolls his eyes and grabs your clammy hands. He gives you a comforting squeeze before leading you to the kitchen.

Your pulse was skyrocketing and you swore that you were going to have a heart attack. You felt like the walls of their home were closing in, so you shuffled closer to Lin as the two of you walked to the kitchen.

“Mama, Papa,” Lin calls, placing a hand on the middle of your back to gently push you forward, “this is Y/N.”

The two look up from their respective spots; Luis near the stove with an apron wrapped around him and Luz sitting on a bar stool with what looked like a recipe book in her hands.

You give them a small wave and a shaky smile. “Encantado de conocerte,” you say slowly, hoping that your pronunciation was correct.

Luz quirks a brow. Meanwhile, Luis throws his head back and laughs heartily. He quickly removes the apron and tosses it on the counter before wrapping his arms around you.

“Nice to meet you too, mija,” he replies “you’re just as beautiful as Lin-Manuel described.”

You spin to look at Lin, who was kissing his mother’s cheeks. “Thank you,” you say, “would you like some help?”

“Nonsense, Y/N. You’re a guest,” he replies smoothly, “take a seat and have a drink.” He winks and turns back to the stove, humming a tune that you couldn’t quite catch.

You couldn’t help but smile, noticing Lin’s similarities in mannerisms with his father. With a nod of thanks, to turn to Luz and Lin who moved from the counter to the kitchen table. You pause when you realize they were silently observing you. You clear your throat, feeling heat spread across your cheeks at the attention. “W-water?” you stammer, grabbing the pitcher from the center of the table.

Luz shakes her head, silent as she watched you pour two glasses of water for yourself and Lin. You hand it to him as you sit down, hoping that your shaking hands weren’t obvious. You sip the cool drink, buying yourself some time to think of something to say.

“Will you be joining us for ice skating tonight?” Luz asks, her gaze sweeping from you to Lin.

“Every year we go to the skating rink before dinner,” Lin explains, shifting so that he could rest his arm on the back of your chair. “It helps build an appetite before we eat.”

You smile. “Sounds like a plan.”

Lin returns your smile, but you couldn’t help but feel awkward as a silence settles over the table after your comment. He clears his throat, and gently tugs you up from your seat, saying something along the lines of missing his nephews and wanting to play with them.

“She hates me,” you groan as you crossed the threshold of the living room.

“She doesn’t,” he replies quickly, “she was like that with Luis at first too. You’ll just have to give her time to warm up.”

You frown, the wheels in your mind beginning to turn as you thought of the different ways you could impress his mother.

Lin’s low chuckle and his thumb playfully tugging at your bottom lip catches your attention. “Relax,” he reminds you again as he pressed a soft kiss against your lips.

You smile into the kiss, but then erupt into giggles as his sister yanks him backwards by his collar.

“Sorry to interrupt little brother, but I did promise Y/N embarrassing pictures,” Luz grins, a photo album in her arms.

She ignores his yelp and leads you to the sofa and you allow her warm personality momentarily distracting you from your insecurities.

Lusito, Alejandro, and Dylan wobbled past you, their excited laughter blending in with the loud chatter in the skating rink. Their parents trailed behind them, patiently reminding them not to run and to mind the other people in the rink.

Beside you was Lin, who was having trouble with zipping up his thick jacket. You shake your head, amused, but help him zip up once you’ve had enough with watching him struggle.  

“Mr. Miranda, you’re so high maintenance,” you tease, sliding down to help him lace up his skates when you noticed that his fingers were fumbling against the laces.

“Lin-Manuel was never the athletic one,” Luis chuckles, standing over the two of you with Luz by his side.

You grin, patting Lin’s knee as you finished tying his laces. “There’s no athletic bone in his body,” you agree, holding your hands out to help him up from the bench.

“Let’s hope that with your help, he’ll actually stay upright for five minutes for once,” Luis adds.

“Just pretend that I’m not in right in front you,” Lin grumbles sarcastically.

You laugh along with his father and you couldn’t help but notice that Luz’s face was as stoic as ever. With a small sigh, you grab Lin’s hand and lead him to the rink.

You smoothly step into the ice and let out a laugh when you spot Lin doing the opposite. He almost slips forward, but luckily for him, you glided forward to yank him back upright.

“Why am I not surprised that you’re basically a pro at this,” Lin grumbles, brows furrowed as he watched you skate circles around him. Over the course of your relationship with Lin, he was envious of your athletic abilities that came naturally. You could still remember the day that Oak taught you how to skateboard; you were gone for most of the day riding around with him while Lin had no choice but to sit and sulk in jealously.

You laugh and skid to a stop, ice flying from the rink to his jeans.

Lin gives you a dry look.

“Oh you know I’m teasing,” you coo, tapping his nose. “Come on, lets join everyone,” you say, spotting the children from the corner of eyes.

You hold out your arm and he grabs it. You began to skate forward, pulling along a laughing Lin towards the group.

“My turn!” Alejandro squeals, reaching out towards you with gleaming eyes.

“Alejandro,” Luz’s motherly voice reprimands him of his sudden request.

Lin grins and grabs his hand, and you keep skating forward. Lusito and Dylan join in, grabbing each other before linking their arms with Alejandro. Before you knew it, the five of you were skating laps around the rink, hand in hand.

You were having so much fun you didn’t know when the rest of the family joined in. A sudden warmth filled your chest as you locked eyes with Lin. He squeezed your arm, an affectionate smile on his lips and you felt yourself start to slow down as the urge to kiss him overwhelms you.

The moment was ruined, however, when Alejandro suddenly slipped forward, bringing everyone down with him.

Everyone’s peals of laughter rang throughout the rink. Lin helped you up and intertwined his fingers with yours, and the two of you began to skate away from the family.

“This is nice,” Lin says, giving your hand a squeeze. “I’m glad you’re here.”

You squeeze his hand. “I am too.”

The two of you skate in silence until he began to sneeze from the cold. You both stop and you laugh at his pink ears and nose.

“So high maintenance,” you whisper, unwrapping your scarf and wrapping it around his neck.

“You love it,” he grins, reaching forward to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

You lean forward and kiss him. “Of course I do,” you whisper against his lips.

Just like Lin promised, you were starving by dinner time.

You helped Luz with the children while the men were in the kitchen setting the table. Dylan and Lusito were in the bathroom with Luz while you helped Alejandro with his clothes.

“Tia,” he starts, the title causing your lips to twitch up in amusement, “are you and Tio Lin getting married?”

You sputter, and your hands that were buttoning up his shirt faltered. “What makes you say that, sweet boy?” you ask.

“Abuelo and Abuela said in the car that… that Tio Lin must love you very much! And Abuelo said that he could hear weddings bells ringing when he looks at the two of you!”

Heat flushes across your cheeks. “Is that so?” you hum, deftly closing the rest of the buttons.

“Well, are you two getting married?” he prods, bouncing on his toes.

You giggle and smooth out the stray hairs on his head. “If he wants to have me as his wife, I’ll be the happiest girl in the world,” you whisper, carefully choosing your words.

A soft knock interrupts the two of you and you turn to see Lin and his mother at the door.

“Hi,” he whispers, eyes shiny.

You gulp, wondering if he heard you. The topic of marriage has never been brought up between the two of you. But it’s been looming in the back of your mind lately and the thought was in full bloom especially now that you spent more time with his family.

“Hi,” you say back, watching him as he crossed the room in a few strides and hauled you in his arms.

Oh, he definitely heard you.

He kisses your cheek and then pats Alejandro’s head. “Is everyone ready?” he asks, drawing back.

As if on cue, Luz and the children step out from the bathroom, fully dressed.  As everyone headed downstairs, you glance at Luz, her hawk-like eyes still watching you and Lin.

Dinner was amazing.

The food was incredible and the stories of the trouble that Lin and Luz got into were hilarious. Despite Lin’s protest that it was all his older sister’s idea, you knew that at least some of them were his. Sneaking into the intercom system of the school and playing the Les Miserables cast album all day was so Lin.

One by one, everyone stopped eating. Luz told the children to go play once they got fidgety. You stood, gently pushing away Lin’s hands that were reaching to grab your plate to clear it. “I got it,” you say, grabbing his and yours to clean up.

You trek back to the table and all eyes were on you the second Luz spoke.

“I think Y/N and I can handle cleaning up. Isn’t that right, Y/N?”

You froze, mouth gaping. “I-uh-yes! Yes.”

You watch, excited as everyone filed out of the kitchen. There were times that you swore you saw her smile when you spoke of your aspirations and goals after finishing your PhD in Psychology from NYU or when you told them how you and Lin meet. But this was the first time that she acknowledged you by name and you were through the moon.

The two of you worked swiftly and efficiently, putting away the food and clearing the table. The two have yet to speak, even when as she washed the dishes and handed them off to you to dry.

“Y/N, my family’s happiness is the most important thing to me,” she starts.

“My children are my world and I will do anything to ensure that they stay happy.”

You keep drying the dishes, the sound of you heart thumping loud in your ears.

“My son, he worries me the most. That boy works so hard that sometimes he forgets to take care of himself. I watched you today, Y/N. You take care of my son and I am very thankful of that.”

You were speechless.

“You’re the first girl he’s ever brought home and it was a very big deal for everyone to behave and not scare away the girl of his dreams,” she chuckles.

You keep drying, sensing that she had more to say.

“I can read him like a book. You make him so happy, Y/N,” she smiles, “you are a very smart and sweet girl, great with the children, and all night you’ve continuously impressed me. Welcome to the family.”

The plate that you’ve been drying throughout her speech clatters against the sink when you drop it.

She didn’t hate you!

She actually liked you!

Loud whoops came from the group that were eavesdropping. The adults came barreling in, and Luz envelopes you in a hug.

“You did it, you passed the test!” she jokes.

Luis grins and presses a kiss against your cheek. “You have our blessings to get married!”

“Papa,” Lin groans, tugging you out of Luz’s arms and into his.

“Yes, yes, no scaring her away.” He says, rolling his eyes.

“We knew we would love you before we met you, but Mama always plays this game whenever any of the family members bring anyone home,” Luz giggles.

“It took me weeks for her to give me the ‘family’ speech,” Luis confirms, wrapping his arms around his wife.

You laugh, tears blurring your vision at the relief you felt.

Lin’s family liked you.

Luis takes the towel from your hands, replacing you with drying the dishes. The two shoo everyone away from the kitchen, and you all join the children in the living room.

Lin sits and pulls you down to sit on his lap. He gives you a soft squeeze. “Told you that they would love you,” he hums, grinning.

“Yes, you’re right as always, Mr. Miranda,” you roll your eyes.

“Remember that in the future, Mrs. Miranda,” he quips back softly.

You laugh. “You can call me Mrs. Miranda after you’ve met my family.”

“You mean after I survive the beating from your four older brothers?” he groans.

“Yes, exactly.”

Lin roars in laughter.

mob psycho 100 characters as things i've done while jetlagged
  • Reigen: turned on the gaelic language news channel and didn't notice it was in another language until halfway through the weather forecast
  • Ritsu: watched judge judy marathons from the hours of 1 to 6 am several nights in a row
  • Mob: watched how it's made marathons from the hours of 1 to 6 am several nights in a row
  • Dimple: pilfered and ate an entire carton of expensive looking ice cream at an unspecified hour of the early morning
  • Teru: watched a single episode of a supernatural finnish crime drama that i'm still not sure i didn't hallucinate
  • Shou: refused to break eye contact with a small child who was staring at my hair in fear and awe
  • Tome: sat outside in freezing wet grass and contemplated the nature of existence until i was cold and went back to bed
  • Serizawa: attempted to write a diary about my day to make myself tired but ended up feeling existential and very sad

anonymous asked:

So rewind all the way back to 7x04 when Michonne turns over to see a sleeping Rick and gets visibly frustrated, like how can he sleep soundly after all of this? Fast forward to 7x12 and now we know he hasn't been sleeping at all. And the way he took watch and was gonna play it off like he just liked doing it? It guts me. GUTS me.

Yes, I’ve been thinking about that 7x04 moment since he said he hasn’t been sleeping. And I was like, “Well you sure were sleeping that one morning…🤔” But I also thought about how he woke up so easily when Michonne left, and maybe that was after being up all night. He seems to be stealing naps when he can, which made me sad on its own. But I almost forgot about him pretending he liked keeping watch! Ugh, my heart. He was just gonna suffer in silence.

Kurotsukki headcanons

Because they’re canon I tell you

-Kuroo and Tsuki taking selfies except Tsuki is the only one looking cute because Kuroo always sneezes

-Tsuki doesn’t dance in public but does in the house with Kuroo it’s so cute

-cat and science puns

-Kuroo tried making Tsuki cookies but he mixed salt with sugar and didn’t know until Tsuki stop puking and told him

-morning cuddles and hugs are a daily routine

-pillow fights are not rare and Tsuki is the one starting them it ends with tickling sadly no one believes that Kei starts them

-Tsuki adopts a cat and names it Kuroo Jr., Kuroo Jr. Fucking hates Kuroo and just Kuroo he cuddles with Tsuki while staring at Kuroo purring loudly “he stole my man and made sure I knew”

-Kuroo buys Tsuki a cute ass apron not kinky just cute Tsuki refuses to wear it at first Kuroo gets a lil heart broken Tsuki surprises him next morning in it and wears it every morning

-flowers and plants are common in the house Tsuki has a bunch and Kuroo buys every bouquet he sees for his moon moon

-Tsuki sucks at singing he’s okay but high notes… Kuroo’s really good tho he sings for Tsuki a lot most of the time it’s something romantic but he will just bust out up town funk or Tokyo drift oh god even every time we touch

-Kuroo owns a polaroid camera and takes so many aesthetic pictures of Tsuki at home or on dates

-piggyback rides and Tsuki being held bridal style isn’t a surprising thing to see because that’s how they run away from problems and when Tsuki is being a brat Kuroo just throws him over his shoulder and goes for a walk in the park until Tsuki says sorry

-whenever Kuroo accidentally makes Tsuki cry he lets him punch him and it’s cute because he acts like it hurts and it makes Kei laugh

-if Tsuki laughs too hard he’ll snort Kuroo thinks it’s adorable but Kei hates it

-Kuroo is the founder of the Tsuki’s legs appreciation squad and god he loves his ass but loves his legs uughh

-Tsuki has glow in the dark stars in their room ceiling and Kuroo has the house filled with cat nicknacks

-They’re both so flexible

-they’re sleeping positions can be so weird because they’re both clingy af but it can be cute like Tsuki sleeping on top of Kuroo hugging him so he can do his weird ass position

Headcannons: Your First Sleepover With Them.

a/n: I hope you all enjoy!


-Darry was really worried that the boys would scare you away.

-He would ask them to tone down the crazy.

-But of course they would be just as loud and obnoxious as ever.

-While Darry cooked you sat with him and watched him with a fond smile.

-Late that night while you two were laying in bed he would apologize for all of the guys.

-You would call him crazy.

-You loved his family and his friends.

-And you made sure to tell him that.

-The next morning you got up to make everyone breakfast.

-Darry insisted that you didn’t have to because you were the guest.

-But you loved how domestic it felt.

-The boys say you make the best pancakes.

-They all want to keep you around forever.

-And Darry figures he just might.


-Sodapop is just excited to be able to hold you close to him all night.

-He is really excited for your arrival and makes sure all your favorite foods are at his house.

-You guys go to bed pretty early but it’s mostly so you two can cuddle.

-You think he’s pretty adorable when he’s tired.


-He’s definitely nervous at first.

-But of course you two watched the sunset together.

-And that calmed his nervousness.

-You two would lay facing each other.

-And hold hands.

-You two would have the best late night talks.

-He would fall asleep first.

-And you would kiss his cheek before you fell asleep as well.


-Two-Bit definitely wants to build a fort with you.

-You will gather up every single pillow blanket and sheet in the house.

-And you two would actually get into it.

-And when you actually got into the fort things were so comfortable and warm.

-You two slept in the fort and woke up early the next day.

-You shifted the fort so you could still sit in it and watch cartoons while you ate breakfast.


-Your first sleep over wouldn’t be planned.

-It would be a random surprise for both of you but you didn’t mind.

-He would give you one of his t-shirts to wear.

-And you wouldn’t want to give it back the next day.

-Dally is actually kind of cuddley when he’s tired.

-And you love laying with him.

-The next morning you two would go out to breakfast.


-You’d sleep over Steve’s for the first time because you two were hanging out and it got to late for you to go home.

-When you two got to his house you’d eat a midnight snack of ice cream.

-You’d never been to his room before so when you were alone in there for a moment you liked to look around.

-When you two finally went to bed he was definitely the big spoon for you.

-And you absolutely loved sleeping by his side.


-Johnny wouldn’t bring you back to his house.

-He wouldn’t tell you why for a while until you saw the bruises on him.

-So you invited him over your house.

-You hadn’t been going out that long.

-And you figured it might be early in the relationship for a sleep over.

-But you did not want him going back to his parents.

-When he showed up at your house one night you made him hot chocolate.

-And when you want to sleep you held each other close all night.

Let me make this perfectly clear right off the bat: One of the things that will make me instantly want to choke a person is when they counter one of your problems with “It could be worse.” It’s such a dismissive, shallow, dumbass thing to say. Of course it could be worse. I could have woken up being teabagged by Carrot Top while Nickelback pissed on my children.

“It’s not as bad as you think” is completely different. Think back to the last dozen times you’ve listened to a friend vent about their shitty day. Remember how upset they were? They were so close to their breaking point that you were sure even the most minor setback would be the trigger that made them shit into a pillowcase and storm into the office, swinging it at people like a morning star.

But to you, everything they’re describing sounds so insignificant. “First, I had to deal with this customer who was just a total prick. After five minutes, my boss finally took over and sent me to the back. Then I tried to print out the sales report, but the toner was out. Then a moose broke into the break room and licked all the butter off of my toast.”

When everything starts to snowball like this, it’s easy to slip into a full-on depression. By its very nature, that depression is what distorts your perception of the events in the first place, and it’s incredibly easy to get buried under the stress of a thousand little things that would otherwise mean nothing to you.

An incredibly helpful thing to do when you find yourself in one of those snowballing days is ask yourself, “Will I remember this in 10 years?”

5 Reasons Today Isn’t Going to Suck

Shipping:  A Cautionary Tale

So I spent last night being a little “emotional” about the NC grocery store sighting.  And I said things in some private DMs that I don’t particularly like myself for.  Being angry and mean and spiteful isn’t my default position - it never has been.  

So why has this affected me so - made me so angry at 2 (4?) people that I don’t even know, will never know, and have no impact on my life?  I have given this a lot of thought between last night and this morning - because I have this strong need to figure out why I am reacting this way, this way that is so out of character for me.  

My early conclusion (I’m sure there will be other late breaking updates in the coming days) is that it has little to do with who they are dating.  At the end of the day, I have no stake in their love life.  I would love for them to be together, but if not, I hope they are happy. I have no skin in this game.  From the outside, it may look as if they are not compatible with these people it appears they may have chosen - but what do we know, really?  We only see them in front of cameras - we ONLY see the public side of them, as much as we think we may get some BTS glimpses of them - the overwhelming majority of what we see of them is for public consumption.  So, I can’t judge who is right for them, who is wrong for them - anymore than they could judge that for me. 

Have we been fooled? Conned? Taken advantage of?  Used?  Maybe.  I don’t know.  And I can’t begin to wrap my brain around the different scenarios and the whys and wherefores of this.  Once again, we don’t know them, we have no proof about their motives, nor the motives of Starz, Lionsgate, PR professionals, SOs.  It is all speculation.  I appreciate that some of that speculation is based upon industry experience, examples of other celebrity couples, maybe even a couple of inside sources (god I hate that word) - but in the end - it is all just speculation.  Full stop.  

If we have been conned - does it matter? Sure. No one likes to be lied to or lead on.  No one likes to be played the fool over and over and over again.  But if I’m honest with myself, I am the one who signed up for the game and kept playing, kept believing, no matter what was said in interviews, articles, by fandom sources (that fucking word again).  I chose to believe what I thought I saw between these people. My choice.  No one forced me.  Do I like it - no. If its true that they played us, does it make me like them less - probably. 

So why am I so angry if it’s not the issues I’ve already outlined? I’m angry for one reason - and that is targeted fandom bullying and abuse. It is that Blue Check Celebrity (IW for short) who descended upon this fandom and picked people off one by one as if he was at a shooting gallery. He took away people’s safe place, their fun place, he made us censor ourselves, he made us afraid of posting anything publicly for fear of being screen capped, ridiculed or tormented by a legion of vile people both within our own fandom, and from IWs group of rather frightening followers.  And then his creepy crony set up a fandom watch tower - to watch and censor what was said on SM with regard to OL, Sam, Cait and the ship. They barged their way in and decided that they were defacto judge and jury of the entire fandom. 

And the worst part - IW did it in the name of the very person at the center of the storm, at the center of the ship.  IW claimed “he knows what I am doing” as he called people out to abuse one by one. He claimed that Sam was just “too nice” to do it himself as IW told his followers to “give her a taste of her own medicine”.  And I have seen everyone, myself included, tie themselves in knots trying to find a rationale that made sense, that we could reconcile with the image of Sam -  this person that we admire, this person we love, who so many people say such laudatory things about. How could this Sam be a part of this awful fandom slaughtering? 

The one resounding “truth” we all chose to believe was that IW didn’t know what he was talking about.  That Sam - who valued his privacy above all else - wouldn’t let this man speak so publicly about his private life, wouldn’t share these intimate details with this man just to have them used to bruise and batter the fandom.  Sam wouldn’t do that to us.  He loves his fans.  Doesn’t he? Of course he does. He was just stuck with this man who went rouge and couldn’t be stopped - he has done it time and time in other fandoms and he had picked us this time.  

We begged Sam for help. We begged the production company.  We begged Terry and Maril and Matt.  People called Starz. We tried to get anyone to listen to us - to step in and help. People within our fandom stepped forward bravely and tried to stand up to this man, to reason with him, to defend us - to  make it stop.  It had little effect on the man or his mission.    

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that there were some people out there - not antis, not shippers - but trolls if we are calling them by their correct names - who were being abusive to anyone, other than Cait, connected with Sam in public.  It was happening and it was wrong. And yes, it a perfect world, we could name the suspect, prove it was them, prosecute and get it to stop.  But welcome to SM in 2016 - that isn’t how it works, and it doesn’t look like a good solution is anywhere close to being found on the internet at large.  However, IW decided that if he couldn’t find those individuals specifically, he would persecute an entire fandom.  And he did it mercilessly.

And, at long last, we have arrived at the reason for my anger last night.  Those pictures seem to confirm - for me at least - that Sam is in a relationship with this woman.  Your mileage might vary on that - and that is your prerogative.  For me, though, I can’t with the fuckery any more. I just can’t.  I am going to choose to believe what is in front of me.  What is now being shoved down my throat, just like SC was shoved down my throat for so long. 

With this “confirmation” I realize that, my god, IW did know things.  He may really have “met the gf”.  He was actually, if you believe they are a couple, telling the truth.  And just as Sam has stepped to the side whenever anyone took heat for his private life and let them bear the brunt alone (CK, Abbie, Luke, Amy, DG, Terry, etc. etc. etc.), he did it to IW too.  “Suggest you ignore”, “no one speaks for me”.  But someone was speaking for him.  Loudly.  With no disavowal by Sam. He not only stood to the side while shippers were bullied and tormented for believing a story that he was complicit in telling, letting us be the next group bearing the brunt of the heat about his private life.  He liked tweets telling them to sod off. He told them that IW was a “friend” who was just “protecting himself from bullying”.  Given these “facts”, as I see them, it’s hard for me not to believe that Sam did actually know what IW was doing, that the old guy wasn’t just going rogue.  That Sam was ok with this targeted bullying of his fans.  

I know some of you will vehemently disagree with me.  I’m sure some will be angry with me. I understand that fully.  I love(d) Sam too.  I believe(d) him to be a wonderful, giving man.  But I have seen too much, and it makes me question a lot of things.  These last 6 months have had real effects and consequences to real people. There was damage done.  To the fandom. To individuals within the fandom. To friends.  I’m sure to Sam, Cait and their loved ones - whoever they might be. 

Shippers didn’t make this story up by ourselves.  We all saw it.  80k IG likes and 2400+ comments prove many people saw it. Several global “shipper roll calls” prove people all over the world saw it. Journalists reporting on body language and asking for the couple in question to “drop the ruse” saw it. The Starz intern seemed to see it on a couple of occasions.  Sam and Cait fully participated in this narrative, until they didn’t - and then they did, and then they didn’t.  I have whiplash.  If it was for PR and the show - fine, I guess.  But our little corner of the fandom was about more then just a ship - it was supporting BOTH Sam and Cait equally, cheering them on, praising their talent, raising money for their charities, voting endlessly, creating celebratory hashtags that were used by the entire fandom to express our love for them. We genuinely wanted the best for them - we didn’t deserve the treatment we got.  We deserved better.  We still do. 

Can we talk about how in every scene in Camelot, starting from the moment they found her with Merida’s heart, Killian was the one taking care of Emma. 

Killian talked her down from crushing Merida’s heart.
Killian made sure she could make her own choices. 
Killian wrapped his arms around her in that clearing and made her feel safe.
Killian held her hand on the way to Granny’s, on the way to Camelot, to assure her she wasn’t alone. 
Killian wanted to screw the medieval ball and get on with vanquishing the darkness. 
Killian however, danced with her anyway and made her feel beautiful. 
Killian stopped her from using dark magic because he didn’t want her to pay the price.
Killian was the one speaking up for her when she was saving Robin, saying that it was too much stress for her.
Killian was the one who stayed up at night with her.
Killian was the one who held her in his arms when he could tell she was hurting.
Killian sat by her side and held her hands when she felt weak.
Killian went with her and Henry to the safe haven, never letting go of her on the journey there.
Killian talked her through dealing with the demons in her head.
Killian made sure never to baby her.
Killian made sure she knew he would always fight for their love and their future.
Killian got her heart racing fast enough to get rid of Rumple.
Killian made sure that when Merlin was found, the sorcerer knew their goal was to get the darkness out of Emma.
Killian spoke up for her, explained to Merlin and her family how she couldn’t sleep, how they needed to work harder.
Killian put a smile on her face (the largest smile) even in the midst of so much turmoil.
Killian stayed with her, always, and when he couldn’t, he gave her his brother’s ring, to give her something to cling to, to make her feel safe and loved, to make her feel connected to him even when he wasn’t next to her.
Killian found time in Camelot to work with Henry to get ready for their future together, so that when they returned home, he could be with his Swan and love her in a real home, her own home, something she’s never known.
Killian talked her through her fears about the future, made sure she knew he was all in, made sure she knew that all she had to do was trust him and everything would be ok.
Killian escaped from his bindings, and made sure to get Excalibur because he knew how important obtaining it was to helping Emma.
Killian held her in his arms once again, smiling into her hair, made her feel so, so loved in that moment.
Killian smiled encouragingly before Emma tried to forge the blades, as he always does, because there’s never been a moment in their entire relationship where he lacked faith in her.
Killian made sure that every minute in Camelot before his death, Emma knew that she was surrounded by love and support. 
And perhaps most importantly of all, Killian was willing to sacrifice himself, to die so that the blades could be forged and that Emma could be freed from the darkness, because that was his goal all along…to free the light in his life from the dark that afflicted her. He never, ever for a minute, stopped taking care of Emma Swan.

Now….I dare you to wonder why Emma can’t bear to lose this man. 

My youth is yours.

~ On their way to the Shrieking shack~

Harry : Don’t worry, this is going to work

Draco : Are you sure?

Harry : Yeah it’ll be fine. 

Draco : Exactly how many times have you done this? 

Harry : I don’t know… Once? 

~At the Shrieking Shack, the moon starts to rise~

Harry : It’s now or never.

Draco : Remember you volunteered, Potter. 

Harry : Yeah yeah, now get undressed.

~The next morning, after Draco’s Transformation~

Harry : We made it! 

Draco : It worked… IT WORKED! 

Harry : Wait, look! That’s not bad… I mean not as bad as they were before

Draco : Hm? Oh yeah, doesn’t seem as deep, does it?

Draco : You had a leaf in your hair. 

Draco : Wait, did I do that?? Harry I’m-


(( OOC : If you want to see this to music click this LINK ))

Once more, with feeling.

Please, please, for the love of all that’s good in the world, PLEASE read an ask before you send it.

If it doesn’t say please or thank you, add them in.

If it is an ask looking for something, make sure you’ve searched the blog first.

If it’s helpful critique, tell what you enjoyed, too.

If it’s hate, don’t fucking send it at all.

This morning, I had several messages that I know weren’t intended to be rude, but sounded pushy and demanding and made me feel like I wasn’t doing my job (which is funny, because this actually isn’t my job). One literally said “Where is your masterlist? If you don’t have one, make one.”

We’re better than that, y'all.