this part made me want to cry

I’m surprised I’m not hearing more about night in the woods…I mean, we have characters with depression, bipolar, and dissociation, a gay couple and a pan main character, death and former abuse, and real, honest feelings. Not to mention, every character I met and interacted with was three-dimensional, relatable, and likable. The atmosphere is gorgeous and the style is unique. Most parts had me either laughing or crying, and it really was more of an experience than a game itself. 10/10, it made me want friends.

27 Dresses (Part 12)

Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader AU

Summary – You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.”  You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.  

Warnings – Fluff

Word Count – 1,539

Notes – I’m so sad to see this one end!!  I’ve had so much fun writing this fic!  It’s made me laugh, it’s made me cry, it’s made me want to scream!  This is the longest series I’ve written so far, but I’ve loved every word.  I hope that you guys have enjoyed it!  As always, please feel free to leave me comments or asks to let me know what you thought!

*Special thank you to the lovely ladies at the Avengers Trash Tower for allowing me to use them as my “brides!”

*Special tag:  @stories-from-stark-tower

Part 1  

Series Masterlist


Originally posted by mebeingbored1



“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.  “About how you felt?  Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“I don’t know, Steve,” you admitted as you hung your head, staring at the floor.  “I guess I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same way about me.”

“How did I miss that?” he wondered as he rubbed his hand over the back of his neck.  “All these years and I never saw what was right in front of me.”

Your head shot up as you stared at him, wide eyed in shock.  Was he saying what you thought he was saying?  Steve walked toward you, his hand reaching out to cup your face as he drew you closer to him, his lips crashing down on yours.


Steve pulled away after a moment and looked at you.  You gave him a questioning look in return.

“Maybe we should try that again,” he suggested.

“Yeah,” you agreed as you drew him back toward you.

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As part of the lgbt+ community episode 7 has legitimately made me cry; finally having this sort of relationship without it being fetishized, having a genuine healthy and romantic love between victor and yuuri shown and told in such a sweet story; it really is making me so emotional to have this kind of representation in an industry that is known for queer-baiting and not taking queer relationships seriously. This is such a move forward and i’m so happy and proud of yuri on ice

Diabolik lovers Lost Eden Yuma Mukami (preview) ~translation~

This translation was made by @rkyt1965

Yuuma: …I told you to not come.


Yuuma: Something like you seing this part of me. I’m such a pathetic guy, insn’t it…
Yui: …That’s not true.
Yui: (The strong Yuuma-Kun crying like this, it’s really only because Shuu-San’s words hurted him)
Yuuma: Fuck… I didn’t wanna cry like this. But I can’t stop this…
Yui: You don’t have to stop yourself, it’s alright if you cry… Nobody besides me saw you.
Yuuma: You’re the first person I didn’t want to see me.
Yui: It’s not like that. Furthermore, I’m happy.
Yui: I like the strong Yuuma-Kun of always but… The strong part, every parts, I want to see all that.
Yuuma: …Iiidiot.
Yuuma: Ya ‘now, a man wanna seem strong in front of a woman. N’ even more if her is the woman he love…
Yuma: …But, when you said that, I was a little glad.


excuse me...

i have these moments where i just hear something by taylor or read about something she’s done and there’s a part of me that wants to be calm and relaxed but this other part of me always wins and i end up an ugly crying mess because of her and that’s where i am right now. i have no idea why ive been feeling the way i have lately but the second i heard that old Untouchable performance all of the tears and all of the feelings just like……..,.,,,,,,,,,… made me crumble???? i still spend some days wondering how someone as sweet and generous and hard working as taylor ends up getting her name dragged through the mud when literally all she wants to do is make people happy as much as she can whether it’s with her music or just her presence. i dont understand. im so lost like can someone draw a map for me because we’ve all practically watched her grow up and be so many different versions of herself. from the awkward dork to the strongest she can be in the spotlight and then there’s the sweet little fairy and you just know that no matter what version of her she’s being, she’s trying to be human and she is. it’s so hard to remember this with celebrities because we put them in these glass cases never to be touched but left to fade from the camera flashes like these priceless masterpieces. but there’s a reason it seems so easy to imagine yourself stopping at starbucks for coffee after a day of shopping or drinking wine on a roof and spilling secrets like…..she’s so real. she is actually like,,,,,,not just a concept, you know? i wish there were more people like her and i wish there were more of her in me. it used to be this thing of like wishing i was in her position (because c’mon like who doesnt want to be talented, rich, and beautiful) but now i find myself wanting to make other people’s days a little better somehow, everyday. it’s that chain reaction situation that makes her such a great person because the more good you put into the world, the better it gets and it’s such a terrible place so the smallest things make it just a little easier to live in and i dont know. she’s such a bright light. i find myself listening to her more and thinking of her when she’s not around and it’s not a painful ‘i miss you’ anymore it’s more like a safety blanket, remembering days when i began to pay attention to her and nights when my mom wouldnt know what to do when i cried about just one line in her songs. i sound so pathetic right now but i really love taylor swift and honestly days like today where i feel like im on an island and no one can hear or see me, somehow she makes me feel like it’s more of a vacation from the outside world than isolation. idk but like……taylor swift was a very good idea.



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Queen Elizabeth, The Queen Mother, at the funeral of her late husband King George VI on 15 February 1952. 

I want to send this message of thanks to a multitude of people - to you who, from all parts of the world, have been giving me your sympathy and affection throughout these dark days. I want you to know how your concern for me has upheld me in my sorrow, and how you have made me by your wonderful tributes to my dear husband, a great and noble King. No man had a deeper sense than he of duty and of service, and no man was more full of compassion for his fellow-men. He loved you all, every one of you, most truly. That, you know, was what he always tried to tell you in his yearly message at Christmas; that was the pledge he took at the sacred moment of his coronation fifteen years ago. Now I am left alone, to do what I can to honour that pledge without him. 

Throughout our married life we have tried, the King and I, to fulfil with all our hearts and all our strength the great task of service that was laid upon us. My only wish now is that I may be allowed to continue the work that we sought to do together. 

I commend to you our dear daughter: give her your loyalty and devotion: in the great and lonely station to which she has been called she will need your protection and your love. 

God bless you all; and may He in his wisdom guide us safely to our true destiny of peace and good will.

I Never Stopped Loving You - Part 2

Originally posted by gayforbalfe

Originally posted by annstreetstudio

Request//  Your blog is awesome I love your fics. One question: Are you goin to continue ‘I Never Stopped Loving You’?? I want to know what will happen!!! Please can you continue it??

A/N// Thank You To Everyone That Requested For A Part 2. Glad You Liked Part 1 And Hope You Like Part 2!

Part 1

The thought of telling Derek made me cry. When he pulled me into his embrace, I let it all out. How could I leave him? Derek hugged me tighter. How could I live without this? He’s the only person who cared about. the only person I could talk to. Now my world has come crumbling down.

“Baby, what do you need to tell me?” Derek asked, not letting me go.

“I’m…I’m leaving,” I told him, saying the words made everything seem to real. More tears fell from my eyes. My heart broke. I know Derek’s did too.

“What?” Derek asked shocked.

“My alpha told me that we’re leaving and if I don’t go he will kill me.Which means I have to go” I didn’t know it was possible to feel this broken. When I looked up at Derek, I saw the tears forming in his eyes.

“Why?” Derek asked again.

“I don’t know, he just want’s power. He got 4 new betas. Now I guess he is bored and he has seen me truly happy and he wants me to be miserable. Like him” I told him. Hugging Derek tighter.

“I can’t lose you. Y/N. What am I going to do without you?” Derek let the tears go. We stood in his room both crying. Both not wanting to believe that this is happening.

“When…when do you leave?” Derek asked kissing my forehead.

“7 days” I told him. 

“Well for them 7 days, we are staying together. We will spend every moment possible together” Derek told me.

“I think we should get this movie night started then,” I told him. He looked down a smiled. He wiped away my tears and placed a kiss onto lips. We climbed into bed and snuggled up together. Derek wrapped his arms around me. I soon fell asleep in his arms.

I woke up in the same position I fell asleep in. Derek was still fast asleep. I just lay there enjoying being cuddled up to Derek. Why did I have to have the worst Alpha ever? He always knew how to spoil my happiness. I could feel tears forming in my eyes again. “Pull yourself together Y/N these few days with Derek will be filled with happiness and memories. We couldn’t spend them crying” I said to myself.

“Good morning beautiful,” Derek said kissing my temple. I snuggled into him more and we wrapped his arms around me tighter. Both of us didn’t really know what to say. We both just wanted the same thing.

“So what do you want to do today then,” Derek asked me, as he let go of me and turned on his side so we were laying face to face.

“Stay in bed all day, with snacks and movies,” I said as I couldn’t be bothered to even move.

“Sounds like a plan”. 

The days we spent together were amazing. But sadly they were coming to an end. 3 days left. We were currently at School in math’s class. I was helping Derek work out a question,

“I’m terrible at this, who’s going help me when your gone” Derek asked.

“I’ll find away,” I told him , but when he looked up at me his eyes were filling up with tears.

“I don’t want you to leave me,” He said. I got up out of my seat and grabbed him by the hand and lead him out of the class. 

“Where do you two think you’re going?” The teacher asked.

“Somewhere better than here,” I said. I took Derek outside. He broke down. The tears flooded out of him. I pulled him into my embrace running my fingers through his hair. How could I do this to him?  I could fell the sadness, but it suddenly changed into anger. When he looked at me his eyes his eyes were glowing blue. 

“Derek?” I said, knowing this wasn’t going to end well. Derek got out of my grip and ran. I followed after him but he was too fast. He was headed straight for my Alpha. When I arrived at the building I heard Derek shouting.

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!” Derek caught my alpha of guard and pinned him against the wall. But it didn’t take much for him to through him to the ground.

“I see Y/N told you” My alpha just laughed. I ran over to Derek, who was now back onto his feet.

“You’re so power thirsty, you don’t care who’s life you ruin” Derek was getting more angrier. His fists were clenched and he had fully shifted. 

“Baby just calm down”I said grabbing hold of his hand. 

“Why don’t you just go back crying to you mommy” My Alpha laughed.

“YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TRUE POWER!” Derek shouted. I pulled Derek away before things got out of hand. 

“Derek he’s not worth it, come on,” I said pulling him out of the building, but the betas blocked us. Fangs showing, growling at us. They really think they scare me. I flashed my eyes and growled louder, they soon moved out the way.

When we got back to Derek’s we went straight to his room. I sat him on his bed and pulled him into a hug. And he began crying again. 

“I’m sorry” He told me between sobs.

“Shh Derek, I don’t care what you did. You told the truth. You braver than me. I wish I never had to leave, but if don’t you know what will happen. But I will do anything I can to come and see you. I’m not giving up. I love you Derek Hale. I love you so much and nothing will ever change that. Even if I am 1000 miles away, I will love you!” I said kissing his forehead and hugging him tight.

The last day//

Today is the day I was leaving. I couldn’t believe the week went so fast. I can’t believe that this will be the last day I see Derek. We woke friday morning cuddled up.

“Were not going school. I have a surprise for you” Derek told me placing a kiss on o my lips.

“What is it?” I asked

“You got to wait and see” Derek teased. “The sooner you get up and ready, the sooner we can go” He told me.

It was around 11:30 when we left Derek’s house. We walked to the destination hand in hand. Derek lead me in the forest.

“Were are you taking me?” I asked.

“Were nearly there” He told me. That’s when we turned the corner to see a beautiful waterfall. With roses all around and a picnic basket on the rock.

“Derek when did you do this? It’s beautiful” I said hugging so tight.

“I sneaked out last night when you were asleep. I thought it was our last day together, so why not make it special” Derek said kissing me. We sat on the rock next to the waterfall, eating and laughing. We then lay on the rock cuddled up. Until my phone buzzed.

We’re leaving. Get here now!

“Baby it’s time” I said my eyes welling up with tears. Derek and I walked back, to whereI had to meet my Alpha. When we got there he was stood with his arms folded leaning against the car. The rest of the betas were ready to leave.

“How long do you need to take” My Alpha said. I totally ignored him, I turned to Derek and wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He placed a passionate kiss on my lips and leant his forehead on mine. 

“I guess this is goodbye” I said tears rolling to down my face.

“Just for now, and remember, I will never stop loving you” Derek said kissing me again.


I kissed Derek and hugged him tight. Then I let go of him. Then I remembered something. I went in my bag and took out a notebook. I handed it to Derek and kissed his cheek and got in the car. Tears rolled down my face seeing Derek stood there. He had tears rolling down his face to. He opened up the notebook. It has all the math notes he would ever need. Then on the last page I wrote.

“I will never stop loving you”

Part 3?

Always hurt

Tag : @stevrgers @natalieroseg @gemini-indecisiveness @msmermaid01   ( tell me if you want to be tagged because I believe I’ll make a part three)

Part two to Always second, Part one can be found here . You all might want to kill me after this……. sorry… I’ll go die in a hole now.

Warnings: Kinda sad, argument, crying, mention of death ( what????), self doubt  and I think that’s it.


Y/N ‘s P.O.V.

I walked into school on Monday, feeling like there was no point being here, no point in going to school if I’m just going to zone out. no point in being in a place when the only person that made you feel like you belonged isn’t around anymore, isn’t there to make you feel safe. I walked up to my locker and put in my combo, and opened the lock, then opened my locker and a piece of paper fell out and on to the ground. I bent down to pick it up and saw it was a letter. I put my stuff in my locker and closed it and walked to the only place that no one knew about, under the stairs in a non busy hallway. I sat down and opened the letter and read it  “ Y/N  I was stupid for what I did and how I treated you it was unfair. I know I hurt you but if you let me I could make it up to you, meet me at Pop’s after school so I can show you that I’ll put you first and show you how much I care. - Jughead “. I looked at the paper and tears started to fall,  I wiped my face and this burst of anger went through me and I got up and went to find the person reasonable for my anger. I walked through the hallway and saw the familiar grey hat and sprinted towards  him grabbed his arm as I walked by and dragged him  outside of the school, I stopped and turned to him and crumpled up the letter and threw it at him and said “  What the hell is this?! You think you can write a damn letter about how sorry you are for how things were and that you want to fix it?! You think you can just say your sorry and everything will be how it was?! Sorry Jug but that’s not how life is.” It felt good to get that off my chest, felt good to yell at him for hurting me. “ Y/N I know  it won’t fix everything but I wanted to show you that I want to fix us, fix what I did, and I know sorry doesn’t cut it but it could get us in the right direction, please Y/N just come to Pop’s after school and you’ll see that I’m going to put you first when you need it, I know I really screwed up the other night I know you needed me-” i cut him off before he could finish “ Your damn right I needed you, my mom was hit by a car Jug! She’s in coma , she could die any day and the only person I could count on was you! And your damn book was more important than helping no fell like I was dying on the inside, not fell like I was alone. But… but you didn’t show, you just forgot and I don’t know if I can forgive you for that.” I wiped my tears away and said “ Jug please just give me space for a little while okay? I just can’t be near you right now, it hurts too much” and with that I walked away from him and started towards my first period class, I couldn’t look at him every time I did it just remind me that maybe I’ll never be able to count on him, on anyone.


Well that didn’t go well did it? sorry it’s short and only from reader pov, but I’m making a part three to this and should be up soon. Literary cried the whole time I wrote this I’m really sorry.

Chocobros and their S/O reuniting after the final battle

I finished the game yesterday and god save me….

Because I’m a sucked for happy endings, this is very important to moi and I’m Determined to make it happy and long(ish).

As per usual, you (the reader) are part of the gang. BUT you were seperated from each other.

I want to say last time I didn’t capture the bros all that well. So I’m going to try something a little different.

Hope you guys enjoy!

PS. THERE WAS NO OLDER GLADIO GIF SO I HAD TO IMPROVISE! And Iggy’s one made me cry…. but I don’t know why.

But do enjoy… And don’t forget to send requests my way :)

It all happened so fast. One minute, you and the love off your life were fighting side by side. The next? No one was next to you. Just buildings and rubble. You were hurt. Not terribly so. But the velocity in which the rubble and came down had knocked you backwards, knocking you out cold. And when you awoke, your head pounded. You felt dizzy, nauseous. And then the grey wardens daemons came.

Gladio had managed to stand up relatively quickly. He coughed, dust from debris getting down his throat. He braced himself against the stone work, taking a few moments to regain himself.

Once he straightened himself up, he looked around. The others were okay but…where were you? Were you seperated from them?
He worried now.

“____?” He called your name. There was no reply. “___!?” He called it again, louder this time. “Answer me, ___!” His concern washed over him in a flit of anger.

“Gladio, we have no time to waste.” Ignis spoke calmly. And Noctis put a hand on his shoulder.

“We’ll look for her once this is sorted.”

Gladio could only sigh, defeated. “Right.”

~~~ 💕 ~~~

When the light from the crystal pushed back the darkness, Gladio could only smile, the deamons bursting into particles at the bright light. Ten years without light had made the day so much brighter. So blinding. But he couldn’t care less.

He had you to find. He wanted you to see it so badly. He let the others know where he was going and set out to find you.

When he did, you were staggering. He watched you for a few moments, amused that, despite your new injuries, you were still carrying a smile.

He shook his head and walked towards you, reaching you quickly. You were now showing at him. When you went to speak, however, he brought you into a warm embrace.

No words were needed. The warmth of his embrace was enough to assure you that everything was okay.

And it was even better when Gladio received a call. Noctis was alive. The king had called him personally. The King’s shield couldn’t help but laugh in joy. He put his phone in his pocket and lifted you by your hips, spinning you around for a few moments before lowering you to his chest.

“No more daemons every day. You okay with that?” He grinned as he held your wrists.

“I’ve have had enough of them to last a lifetime.” You leaned into him, smiling gently. “I love you, Gladdy.”

He laughed that dorky laugh you loved so much and kissed you gently. “I love you, too.”

Originally posted by lcebrand

Prompto was in hysterics. Even after ten years of fighting daemons, he still couldn’t bear to lose you all over again. He missed you terribly when he was captured. He almost lost you to multiple daemons. You had almost lost each other throughout the years. He ran to the rubble, calling out your name constantly. He fought back his emotions, the constant night having dwindled his optimistic self slightly, when you never replied.

But his heart became heavy, weighing down til it felt like it was in his stomach. Worry made him feel nauseous. But he knew that the King needed his throne. That the prophecy must be fulfilled. 

He took a deep breath. An placed his forehead against the rubble. “I’ll come back for you, Princess.”

~~~ 💕 ~~~

Prompto looked at himself, then at Gladio and Iggy. He tought he was dreaming. They were alive. They lived. He was sure they were going to die. Emotions took over him and he collapsed to his knees, hitting the floor as laughter of disbelief and tears of shock overwhelmed him. 

The sun as back. It was blinding. It was heavenly.It was beautiful. It was warm. It was summer. It was beautiful. 

“Prompto, the hell are you on the floor?”

He looked up from the floor, finding Noctis standing there with a bright smile on his face. Prompto only cried harder and hugged the King’s leg. “We must be heaven. You should… should’ve….”

Noctis’ laughter filled the air and he crouched down, resting a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “We’re very much alive. I’m as surprised as you are, to be honest.”

Prompto hugged Noctis properly now, causing the King to pat his head. “Really?”

“Hm-hm. Now you have the love of your life to find don’t you?”

Prompto’s eyes widened. How could he forget about his wife like that? “Yes! I do!” He released his hold on Noct and stood quickly, running as fast as he possibly could to where he last saw you. 

When he arrived, you were on the floor, bracing yourself against your weapon, breathing heavily. He gasped and rushed to your side, getting onto his knees in front of you.

“___. You’re hurt. You need to - “

“Where the heck did the daemons go?” Your question made him smile, the grin your wore obvious in your words. “Because thank gods their gone.”

Prompto hugged you tightly, careful not to hurt you. He littered light kisses over your face, neck, arms, wherever there was bareskin, as if to prove to himself that it was all real. Even more tears rolled down his cheeks as he laughed joyously, It was over now. No more crazy guy. Just you, him, the guys and a happy life.

There was a future now.


“Yeah, Prompto?”

He pulled back to look into your eyes, his eyes, despite being full of tears, coated with a softness you had not been ble to fully see in ten years. “It may be a little too soon to discuss this but… how does children sound?”

You smiled and pecked his lips and cheeks. “Sounds great. Should we get to it?”

The embarrassment on Prompto’s face was a sight for sore eyes.

Originally posted by p1n3c0n3

Ignis, although blind, just knew that something was wrong. And he hated it. Hated was actually an understatement. Although he could no longer see what he never wanted to - the full blown destruction of Insomnia - he also could not see you. And that was the hardest thing.

Right now, all he wanted to do, was to see you. All I.. All I wanted…was to save you. That was all he needed right now. He needed to know if you were okay, if you were alive. 

Lingering was no option. They had to keep moving and never look back. That was the only way the world could be saved for once and for all.

~~~ 💕 ~~~

He could not see the sun. Could not see the day breaking through the night. As he walked, he could feel it’s warmth. He felt a great bitter-sweetness flow through his body.

It was comforting. And tears pricked at his clouded over eyes. He wanted to see it again. To see the sunrise, the sunset, the noon. To see the happiness of the people. He wanted to know it. But, instead, he was kept within the darkness. Even though it burdened him, he was taught to focus on sensations. And the warmth of the sun upon his skin was one of the best feelings he had ever experienced. The best? You.

He called your name out once, and heard your reply instantly. He began to hurry over, listening to your footsteps as he ran quicker and quicker. It was arguably dangerous for him to do so. But he no longer cared. He wanted your warmth. Your comfort. He wanted you. 

Ignis felt you wrap your arms around him, your lips upon the junction of his neck and shoulder. He reciprocated your gesture, burying his face into the crook of your neck, Your hair brushed over his face, soft against the harsh reality that he would not see what you do. Would not see the beauty of the day. Your scent was the same as it always had been, floral, sweet and distinctively you. It was a great comfort to him, and he released a breath he never knew he was holding, nuzzling his face into your warmth instinctively.

And that was when the first tear fell, staining your neck. You rubbed his back, stroked his hair. You knew his pain despite the happiness the world was to see right now. And he hated that.

He took your wrists and trailed his hands up your arms as he pulled his face away, eventually resting them on your cheeks. He smiled softly and he could only wish to see your own smile. 

No words were needed to be exchanged. The gestures were enough to portray the immeasurable happiness the both of you shared.

Originally posted by lunar-catt

Noctis knew he had no need to linger. But he had to. He couldn’t handle losing you after getting you back. But he was forcibly pulled away from the scene by Gladio.

And Ardyn’s words against you, trying to make him vulnerable, only made him angrier than, perhaps, it should have done. No one had any right to speak against you. Especially if they were greedy assholes who couldn’t come to terms with the blatant truth. And who the hell drives a pink automobile? And who wears such a stupid robe and hat? And the heck hangs dead people in the throne room? 

That’s gross and…highly disturbing. Then again, Ardyn is also disturbing. Guess it suits him.

Regardless, Noctis was pretty miffed at the illspoken words that poured from the horror’s mouth an he had to get it over and done with.
Of course he had let the man rest in peace after the bout and took his final stand, finally able to seat on the throne meant for him.

~~~ 💕 ~~~

When he came round, he was confused. Initially he thought he was in heaven, seeing the spirit of his father in front of him. But, looking around, there was disphoria and rubble. Clearly not anything heavenly.

At his father’s beckoning he stood and followed in his father’s footsteps, leaving the citadel and seeing the courtyard. The rest of the guys were together, bowing to him, waving at him. He smiled gently and began his descent down the stairs. The same as he did all those years ago… 

He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, exhaling slowly before opening his eyes. He bowed at his friends and stood straight again. He had to fin you.

He didn’t have to look very far, for you were just entering the courtyard. He raced towards you and you to him, only stopping when you were a few centimetres apart. He stared into your eyes as he breathed heavily, cupping your cheeks.

Screw it. He kissed you deeply right then and there, not caring about the others being able to see. Ten years felt like a goddman century. Hell, it was difficult for him to even control himself.

When he parted the kiss, he was amused, and somewhat embarrassed, from the surprise edged onto your face.He furrowed his brows and then swallowed deeply.

“A king needs a queen.” He spoke earnestly and got down onto one knee, a blush decorating his very kingly cheeks. He took your hands and looked into your eyes once again. “So…be my queen.”

You nodded but didn’t verbally (or physically) agree until that night. Where you answered in…more ways than one. All. Night. Long.

So royal duties were thoroughly put on hold (because even ten years sleep wasn’t enough for the now thirty year old man.

Originally posted by ethernalium


Ok everyone, time to show you everyone the commercial that made me cry in the middle of the night.

So, I’m just watching Youtube before falling asleep like usual, nothing new. I tend to watch the shorter commercials, since, hey this helps the channel and the person running it why not.

Well, this ad came on at around 3 am, and sleep deprived me started to cry in an instant.

This is so important for people. This made me so happy, there is representation, and it was so nice and I loved it.


“Did you…. You just ate that! I thought we were supposed to cleanse it! Ugh!”

“I am,” she said.

Obsession, Chapter 9

I should have been studying but I said i was going to fanart it because it’s my favorite part of this series and i have had these ideas in my head for so long it feels so good to actually managed to make them.

Srsly go read this fanfic by @kryallaorchid (tumblr i hate you why you dont allow me to tag them). I want to make one more fanart for Obsession before reading Quiver because 1) exams are this week and 2) i know im going to want to make fanart for Quiver but i dont want to leave behind more ideas xD

First panel belong to Chapter 8, btw (it made me cry and surprised me)

#1 Auston Matthews [Part 4]

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Warnings: language lol, also sorry alana no one is getting beat up i cannot do that to my children. Also really cliche and predictable sorry..

Also y’all should go watch this video it’s literally the cutest thing i have ever seen. Mitch laughing made me cry it was great. 

Song suggestion of the day: Cold Heaven by Sundara Karma

Originally posted by jackeichels

You sighed as you padded quietly towards the font door. It was later than you normally would have been awake, but Mitch and Steph had been over so you were just finishing cleaning up because you knew you wouldn’t want to do so tomorrow. The doorbell had rung and you assumed that MItch had left his phone or something. It was thunder storming outside and you were kind of tempted just to not answer the door.

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And you know what they did next? The worst thing they did? Made me used to it. I shout my power. I shout my toughness and my danger, but I’m shouting it to children. It’s like they just… They just amputated an essential part of who I was. Who I am.
—  Miss Quill (while ripping my heart out)
When Words Fail

Summary: Part ½. Bucky made a terrible mistake when he let you walk out that door. 

Words: 2.8K

A/N: K, this made me cry. 

Contains: Angst, sad shit, someone hating The Notebook??

 “So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s going to be really hard; we’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you, forever, every day. You and me…every day.”

“Bullshit.” You snarled through ice-cream-filled lips, narrowing your eyes at the scene unraveling on the television screen in front of your bed. You used to adore The Notebook, referring to it as the “Holy Bible of Romance”, and your heart would swell at the picture perfect relationship between Noah and Allie; but now you only sneered, your stomach convulsing over the lies, the false advertising. How dare he lie to that sweet Allie. 

You wrapped your arms around the biggest pillow your king-sized bed had to offer, relishing in the feeling of cool fabric against your skin as you sank into the mound of blankets sheltering your aching form. Your limbs felt like Jello from lack of use, you having only gotten up to pee for the last month having taken a toll on your activeness- something that you used to hold much value to. 

Used to. 

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How To Break The Heartbreaker {part 3: fluff}

Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: probably swearing, its angst in the beginning but that’s just because I have to follow the plot

Authors Note: SIKE YALL THOUGHT THAT ID LEAVE YOU CRYING. HEY THERE FRIENDS, I DECIDED TO GIVE YOU A WONDERFUL SPECTACULAR SURPRISE! I made 2 imagines, one of them fluff, the other angst. They are both the ending to HTBTH. I had some people message me, and although fluff technically won, I didn’t want to disappoint my angst friends so I present you the fluff section of HTBTH part 3!

Months had passed, and Daveed Diggs was still yet to make a comeback into your life.
Despite all his previous heartbreaks, he didn’t seem to have an interest in moving onto another girl, which ultimately confused the hell out of you.
Was it true, had he been tricked into doing something that was said to be for you?
You felt terrible with each passing day, seeing Diggs in the hallways, with a gaunt look on his face.
Rumors began circling as soon as you two had broken up, and none of them were true. You wanted badly to set the record straight, to free Diggs of all the hateful remarks that were being thrown at him.
But in clearing his name, you’d be throwing yourself under the bus. Much as you’d like to be the valiant hero, you knew that unlike all the movies you’d grown up on, your fate wouldn’t be that of a hero.
So, you stayed quiet, watching the days tick by as you saw the man you’d fallen in love with slip away.
4 months and 2 days after the tragedy that was your life happened, you found yourself being surrounded by your old group of friends.
They still hadn’t told you of their scheme to break your relationship with Diggs, and it had caused a lot of tension within your group.
Eventually, you all went separate ways, and you spent most of your days as if you were the lone survivor of some tragic accident, which in a way you were.
Diggs looked and acted as though he hadn’t moved on, very rarely would you ever see him, because he seemed to avoid everyone at all costs. You felt as if all of this was your doing, and spent each day living in a pit of guilt and regret.
And here you were, surrounded by the people who you had once shared a single plan with to break a someone’s heart.
“Y/N, we have something to tell you…”
You slammed the door of your house, collapsing on the ground in a pitiful sob. It was all true, Diggs had told the truth. And you, like a horrendous fool, had called him a liar, and yelled lies to him, breaking his heart.
You realized right then and there that when you had set out to break the heartbreaker’s heart, you had become a heartbreaker yourself.
You had drafted this text many times, and had always deleted it soon after.
How could you apologize to Diggs, after all you’d done to him?
How could you try to make it up to the person that you had fallen in love with, and then ruined it all by your own stupid doing?
You felt sick to your stomach as you deleted yet another draft of some sort of stupid apology, one that you couldn’t put into words.
You felt so much remorse over what you’d done, and you didn’t know how you could just try and *poof* fix it.
Your so-called professional plan-making abilities had seemingly disappeared right when Diggs had left your life.
“Hi. You probably don’t even have my contact in your phone anymore, and I know I don’t deserve to be there. It’s Y/N, you know, that girl who was so wrong. About everything. I should have known to trust you, but my stupidity took over and I didn’t see through their lies. How could I have just let you go and walk out of my life when you were the greatest thing to walk into it? I know what I did, and I haven’t regretted something more in my life. It was horrible; what I did to you. Trying to break your heart. I wish that I could just go back and redo those months, but at the same time, I don’t regret it. All the time I spent with you were some of the best memories that I hold, and I think about them a lot these days. I see you everyday in the halls, and I just think about how much I fucked up. I miss you. And I know you may not miss me, but I just want to let you that I’m sorry. For everything. I wish I could change it all, I wish that I could take back everything I said. But I can’t, but I can remind you that I love you. A lot. I lied about never loving you. God, it was the worst lie I’ve ever told. And I will always love you, even if you don’t return my feelings.
Yours always, Y/N”
You held your breath as you clicked send, then immediately regretted it as you saw the little delivered sign.
Diggs would probably read it soon, and you couldn’t bear the anticipation, so you shut off your phone and tucked it under your pillow as you closed your eyes and prayed that he would respond.
You opened your eyes to bright sunlight, and a soreness in your arm. You winced as you stretched it out, only then realizing that you’d slept through the rest of the day, and now it was Saturday.
You closed your eyes before pulling out your phone. You held your breath as you scrolled through your notifications, hoping, praying…
And finding nothing.
You slumped down on your pillow, tears threatening to spill over as you closed your eyes and breathed.
Start over.
Move on.
You can do this.
After five minutes of bullshitting your way through “moving on,” you dived back under your pillow after hearing a buzz, only to mope that it was another email going to your junk drive.
You silently pulled yourself out of bed, and attempted to walk around before falling back on your pillows and trying to not break down again.
You wouldn’t have noticed the doorbell had you not been lying facedown on the ground, your room being right above the front door.
You groaned and got up, dragging yourself down the stairs. Your parents weren’t home all day, and it was just you to run the house.
You didn’t even check to see who was at the door, because you didn’t care at this point if a murderer showed up at your door to kill you.
Hell, you’d invite them in for a glass of tea and then beg them to kill you.
You threw open the door, expecting the mailman, but gasping when there was a smiling Diggs standing there on your welcome mat.
You let out a little cry and jumped into his arms, breathing in his scent that you had so badly missed.
You hugged him tightly, afraid to let go, afraid that you’d lose him again.
He wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head as you cried into his shoulder.
Once you stepped back, he wiped away your tears and smiled at you.
“Y/N. I’m sorry that I would ever leave you. It’s insane how much I loved and still love you, and how you were always on my mind. Yes, I used to break hearts like it was nothing, but I was just searching. Searching for someone like you, and when I found you, I was driven crazy by how you were my every thought, and you had me falling in love with every word you said. I stupidly fell for something that I should’ve seen right through, and you had every right to be mad. But I was broken by how you said you didn’t love me, because I loved you too much for it to be possible for you not to feel anything back. I tried moving on, but you were still all I thought about. And it drove me crazy, because you’re everything and I saw you in everything. I couldn’t even drive my car to school because I just would imagine you next to me, and then you weren’t there anymore. But I love you. So much. I hope that if you feel any love back to me, that it’s all real.”
You nodded vigorously, tears streaming down your face.
“Yes. I love you too. So much.”
He pulled you in for a kiss, and you melted at the touch of him that you had so badly missed.
“I love you Daveed.”
He smiled and kissed your lips.
He ran back to his car, and returned with something behind his back.
“I have something for you.”
You giggled.
“For me, kind sir?”
“Yeah, for you.”
He revealed a bouquet of red roses, the smell reminding you of those first days.
“For old times sake.”