this ship is never going to stop hurting



kudos to you if you’re a blessed bean who just wants everyone in this community to be happy and enjoy the show, bUT SOME PUSSIES CANT HANDLE THE FACT THAT THEIR GOOD OL’ SHIP ISN’T LOVED BY EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON EARTH.

and yes, of course I’m goddamn talking about the toxic Klance shippers. (this by no means goes out to every single shipper, as i do ship klance, but you know who you are.)

i am so sick of something as amazing as Voltron to have to suffer with a horrible community. You’re all so CHILDISH! This is a fictional show with fictional characters, made by real people with real lives and real jobs to keep. You have no goddamn right to threaten these people or treat Josh Keaton the way you do. THREATENING A VOICE ACTOR?? WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU???


it is so goddamn amazing that this team of producers has even mentioned that there will be LGBT representation. It’s so amazing that i cry about it all the time. So no matter what ship happens, i’ll be 100% okay with it because it makes me happy to be represented and that’s all i could ask of them.

but you know what? it’ll never happen if y’all keep trying to stop the show’s production all together. but it’s not like you care right? cause every goddamn toxic klance shipper is a nasty fujoshi who only cares about getting off to two dudes fucking for their own entertainment. news flash: the world doesn’t revolve around you and your sexual desires. 

i don’t ship sheith(or any of the paladins with shiro), as i have never really seen them in that way, but i also see nothing wrong with it. So am not going to hurt people and destroy a show because of it. Just fucking grow a pair and move on with your life, you’re tearing us all apart.

P.S: Josh Keaton is a fucking ANGEL and i will protect him until the day i die.

anonymous asked:

Tell me more about the Paladin Training AU! What does the rest of the team think about golden boy Shiro, and how does this effect them when they form Voltron for the first time? Tell me more about the first time they decided training and dark history be damned, they're going to do this Voltron thing their way. Tell me about how the team decided THEIR Shiro, (not the Shiro conditioned by training, quiet and submissive before the command, but the Shiro who rebels and protects) is the one they 1/2

2/2 will follow till the end of days. Tell me how these strangers became the team that will save the universe.

(So I originally wrote this from Lance’s POV in tumblr and then lost all of it when my computer suddenly reset.  This version ended up better anyway.  It doesn’t answer a lot of your questions, but they also weren’t strangers in this AU.  They were raised together.  But here’s that story anyway.

Based on this original post)

The short of it was: nothing was the same since Zarkon betrayed them.

The short of it was: Hunk wished things could go back to how they’d been.

Those first few days right after had been terrifying.  The panic, the yelling, the strained atmosphere.  Hunk had wanted to stay in his room for it, but he wasn’t allowed to, and even if he was, Lance would have dragged him out.  For the longest time, they’d had no idea what anyone was talking about.  There were just clipped commands, being told to sit and wait and be good, while horrifying words like ‘rogue’ and ‘attack’ and ‘death toll’ were thrown around, just barely within hearing.

All of them had been put into one room and while they weren’t told not to leave, the implication was strong.  Immediately, Keith turned to Shiro, trying to get him to spill.  In hindsight, Hunk didn’t know why they’d all thought Shiro would know, except that he was older and he was going to be their leader someday, and he always helped with the answers to their nightly school work, so maybe he knew this too.

Shiro hadn’t.

“I’m sorry, I’m sure they’ll tell us soon,” he told them, hands up in placation, and at the time he hadn’t noticed, but when he thought back, Hunk thought Shiro looked just as scared as the rest of them.

That look only got stronger when one of their instructors burst in.  “Shiro,” he called, voice icy, and Shiro stared back, eyes wide.  Shiro always seemed so much older than them, but in that moment he’d been very young looking.  “You are to come with me.”

It wasn’t even an order.  It was a demand.  It was a threat.

“Just me?” Shiro asked, and ducked his head at the immediate glare.  “Yes, sir.”  Iverson’s hand clamped down on his upper arm, rough in a way none of them usually saw, as Paladins to be.

He was dragged away, and Shiro cast another wild look over his shoulder.  “I’ll be back soon,  Stay calm.”

Then he was gone.

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Drabble Prompt List

since i don’t feel like writing entire fics today, we’re gonna do drabbles. Send me a prompt number and a character and I’ll hopefully get to writing it today.

1. “Don’t hate me ‘cause I’m beautiful.”

2. “I’m feeling very emotionally vulnerable right now so just hold my damn hand.”

3. “We should get a dog.” “Absolutely not.”

4. “I need you to stop doing that because it’s really adorable and I’m trying to concentrate.”

5. “Damn okay fine, I won’t send you anymore selfies.”

6. “I won’t let anything hurt you.”

7. “I’m personally offended that you accepted that solo mission when you knew that you’d be away from me for four months.”

8. “Am I annoying?”

9. “When you’re sad, I’m sad, and then we’re all sad.”

10. “No, no. Not the puppy dog eyes, don’t you fucking dare. Dammit.”

11. “Prove it.”

12. “If you use another pick-up line like that on me again I might punch you in the gut.”

13. “You’re telling me you’ve never been to Ikea?!”

14. “Tell me you need me.”

15. “I’m sorry, it’s just, you make me k-kinda nervous, and, wow, is it hot in here?”

16. “I ship us.”

17. “You make my dopamine levels surge.”

18. “I will never leave you by yourself.”

19. “It’s starting to kind of hurt my heart that you don’t say I love you back.”

20. “You’re jealous of who?!”

21. “Stop looking at me like I’m your everything.”

22. “You’ll catch me, right?”

23. “Did you seriously just ask me that?”

24. “Well that was immensely attractive.”

25.  “If you touch her I will end you.”

26. “You’re a fucking child.” “I simply suggested that we should go splash in the puddles outside, damn.”

27. “You look so great, I might cry.”

28. “I can cook Pizza Rolls and Cup O’ Noodles and that’s about it.”

29. “Shut up, I’m hilarious.”

30. “Mine.”

31. “Having something you can’t bear to lose is fucking scary.”

32. “I don’t want to go, your dad doesn’t like me.”

33. “Salad? Do I look like a fucking rabbit.”

34. “I don’t tell you I love you enough.”

35. “I’m not clingy, I just like being near you all the time.”

36. “Baby, I will never stop trying to help you see your beauty.”

37. “Well if that’s how you feel, then leave.”

38. “That can’t be legal.”

39. “I would just like to remind you that I love you before I destroy you in laser tag.”

40. “Wow okay, this is not going the way I planned it out in the shower.”

41. “I don’t deserve you.”

42. “I’ve never been happier in my life.”

43. “My side of the wedding party is much cooler than your’s.”

44. “You’re dangerously gorgeous.”

45. “I should be the only one making you happy.”

46. “All I want is to be everything you need.”

47. “Please come home, I miss you.”

48. “You’re a very different drunk than I thought you’d be.”

49. “I fucking adore you.”

50. “Of course we’re not going to duet a Disney son-” “mY wHOLe liFE Has beEn A sERieS of dOors IN mY FAcE.”

51. Author’s Preference


Originally posted by malecpotion

Word count: 711

Author: @juddxdunkelheit

Pairing: Alec x reader

Summary: Y/N got seriously hurt on a mission and Alec is worried about her.

Warning: None.

A/N: I wanted to aclare that I know that Alec is not straight but in this imagine he’s, because that’s what it is, an imagine. I ship and I love Malec more than my whole life. Please don’t take it as an offense.
This is my first imagine and English is not my mother language, so if you read any mistakes, feel free to correct me. Hope you enjoy ✨

After Y/N got hurt on a mission, Alec had never stopped taking care of her. She had been unconscious for the past two days and he was starting to worry about it.
Izzy was sat beside him.
“Everything is going to be fine, Big bro” she said, stroking his arm gently.
“No, it’s not. And you know it” he gazed away. He didn’t look fine at all. His face was pale and it was clearly that he wasn’t sleeping well because of his big eye bags. “I can’t lose her Izz”.
Someone knocked the door.
“Jace, I..” Alec opened the door and stopped talking abruptly. “Mother. What are you doing here?” He sounded surprised. And of course it was a surprise.
Maryse didn’t like Y/N, or that’s what he thought. Their relationship wasn’t bad, but when Alec’s mother was at the institute, they  kept distance and didn’t talk to each other.
“Alexander. How is Y/N?” She asked ignoring his previous question.
“I’m not letting you in if you don’t give me a good reason” he rolled his eyes.
“Don’t be childish. Max begged me. He wants her to be in his rune ceremony” she added impatiently. “I care about her, Alec. It might seem like I don’t, but as a mother I recognize that she makes you happy. And even If i wanted, I can’t change that”.
“Or maybe it’s just one more rule from The Clave. Do they need Y/N for any reason?Because she’s not going anywhere and less in this” Once more Maryse didn’t listen to her son and entered the room looking at the girl lying on the bed.
“Mother” Izzy greeted, standing up instantly.
“Isabelle” she said in response. “The runes aren’t working. Are they? ” she asked staring at Y/N who was still asleep, giving no signs of waking up soon.
“No. That’s why I called Magnus. He’s on his way” Izzy said.
“Mother, you better go. I’ll let her know about the ceremony” Alec said from behind. He was tired, frustrated, and he was starting to lose his temper. It was typical of him to do that. Instead locking himself up and crying he usually gets angry with everyone, even with Jace and Izzy.
The only one who helped him to control himself was Y/N. And the thought of losing her was indescribable for him. She was his everything.
Maryse sighed and walked out of the room.
Magnus came as quickly as possible and he tried to help Y/N with some of his warlock spells. “She’ll wake up soon, I healed the wounds. She’s fine” When Magnus said that, Alec’s face relaxed immediately and he couldn’t hide the smile on his face. He thanked the warlock and went straight to see Y/N. He sat on the bed beside her and started talking.
“Y/N, you need to wake up. Babe, I know I said it a lot of times but it had been only two days and it’s been hell. Please” he mumbled.
“Trust me I’d get unconscious more often just to hear you calling me ‘babe’” she answered opening her eyes slightly. He didn’t to say anything back, but he hugged her desperately. “Don’t you ever dare to do that to me again” he accused, Lying down beside her.
“I’ve missed you” she put her hand on Alec’s cheek and kissed him softly. “By the way, For how long have I slept?” She laughed at herself making his boyfriend chuckle.
“Two long days” he emphasized 'long’ with a
Sad tone, as if he was remembering everything  happened in the past few days.
They were both lying on the bed, enjoying each other’s company. Alec had wrapped her arms around Y/N and she was pressing her head against his chest.
“Will I be able to go on a mission tomorrow? I’m sure I” Alec laughed sarcastically and interrupted her, rolling his eyes. “You’re not going anywhere” Y/N sighed but instead of arguing him back she stayed silent for a couple of minutes.
“Alec, I wanted to thank you for” she she looked up at him but he was asleep. He looked like a baby. She stared at him for a moment before saying “Goodnight, 'babe’”

At Your Service


Prompt: When Emma sent old fat drunk Hook back to the Jolly Roger, she wasn’t aware that there was no Jolly Roger in the Wish Realm. So instead, Old Hook ends up on the deck of the Jolly… docked in Storybrooke. What happens when he comes face to face with this new realm… and his spry younger self?

Author’s Notes: Thank you, @irishswanff for letting me use your prompt, I had a blast writing it! And thank you, once again, for your on-point beta skills. <3 Everyone should visit @irishswanff‘s Tumblr to see more amazing prompts!!

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Strange things were happening in Storybrooke. Strange, strange things. Unusual things usually happened in Storybrooke, but this was by far the strangest. Even stranger than that time Emma’s boy accidentally found a way to bring pixies into Storybrooke. But at least Killian understood what was going on then. Sort of. But this…

It had started this morning. He had decided to pick up a grilled cheese sandwich for Emma. She remained in their bed, fast asleep. It was to be expected after all the sleepless nights spent in the Wish Realm. Especially considering when she came home, she was forced to battle Belle and the Crocodile’s infant.

Well, not an infant. Not anymore at least.

So he thought she at least deserved a surprise. And if a grilled cheese sandwich could put a smile on her face, he was happy. He knew, as always, that he would have to ask for onion rings over fries, and that alone would keep him in her good books.

He pushed open the door to Granny’s. It wasn’t very busy; only a few people sat in booths, mostly the dwarves. There wasn’t a queue, which was good. It meant that Killian could order, grab it and leave. He would return to Emma before she even awoke, and he would wake her, with kisses and grilled cheese.

His gaze flew to the counter as he stepped inside. There was an intake of breath and a, “There he is! Get him!”

Before Killian knew what was happening, he was ducking to avoid a bottle aimed at his head. It shattered above him, sprinkling crystal-like glass into his hair. He emerged to see Granny pointing a shotgun at him.

“What the bloody hell?” he shouted.

“Don’t you ‘what the bloody hell’ me, mister!” Granny growled. “You know what you’ve done. And you’re going to pay for it.”

What he’d done? What had he done? He didn’t remember doing anything. He’d been with Emma all night and all morning, for heaven’s sake.

He tried to keep his voice calm as he said, “Pay for what?”

She cocked the gun higher, right at his face. Her eyes were narrowed as she checked her aim. He heard the damn thing click. He raised his arms slowly above his head, heart beating fast.

“Don’t you give me that. Once a pirate, always a pirate, huh? Did you think that disguise would fool me? Granny?”

He kept his hands above his head. “What bloody disguise?” He wished his Swan was here. Emma would sort this out. She was the Saviour, after all. She would slowly talk Granny down, and ask her what on God’s earth she was accusing him of. Perhaps Granny had finally lost it.

“That wig. And that pot belly. But I knew it was you. I saw you! I know what you did.”

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Build A Boyfriend - Jongup

Originally posted by xhownu

“You are immature, childish, and care for no one but yourself! I don’t know how I’ve dealt with you for so long, your a wreak of a person. Good luck finding someone to deal with your crazy ass!” Your boyfriend screams as he shoved his suitcase into his truck.

“Please, Don’t leave me! I can change! Please just give me one more chance.” You begged him. Your face was covered in tears and running mascara. Your eyes burned from crying so much and it paired with a raw throat. 

You grabbed his arm but he yanked it away. He turned to you with a glare. “I’m going to stay with friends. I’ll be back in a week, Be gone when I get back, understand?”

“Y-yes. I do.”

“Good.” He said. He god in his car and slammed the door. He turned it on and sped away. You watched the truck disappear down the road and it only made you sob harder. He was your everything and you ruined it by just being you.

It’d been three days since your, now ex, boyfriend left to his friends house to escape from you. You called a friend of yours who was selling her home and made a deal with her and her soon to be husband. You were surprised they agreed on such short notice but you weren’t complaining.

You were going to be at at your ex’s for one more night to make sure you had everything you owned packed and ready to go. It sucked, but there was nothing you could do about it. He wouldn’t answer your texts or calls. It drove you insane knowing he looked at his phone but straight up ignored it as long as it came from your number.

You gave up and decided to text your friend instead to ask about the house a bit more. All you knew was it was a two bedroom, 2 and a half bath place with a decent sized kitchen. You didn’t understand why they would want to leave that place. It sounded like the perfect home for a soon to be married couple that planned on a baby. 


‘Hey (Y/n)! What’s up?’

‘You got everything out of the house right?’

‘Yes we did. There is one thing there but its a present for you.’

“Oh. You didn’t have to do that. But anyways I’ll be moving my stuff in tomorrow so I just wanted to make sure it was clear.’

‘It’s the least I could do for my long time friend.’

You changed out of your clothes into pajamas and crawled into the covers on your chair. It was the only furniture you owned in the house and the only thing you’d be taking to the new place besides a mattress. You felt your chest tighten when you tried to hold back the tears that tried to escape. You knew you would be crying yourself asleep again tonight.

You had all of your things packed into a moving truck. The man driving it was super nice and agreed to take you to the place since you didn’t have a car. He told you he’d help get everything out of the back but that’s the most he could do because he was scheduled to help out another person move. You thanked him for even doing that.

He brought you to the place and got some stuff out from the back into the yard. You were thankful it hadn’t rained the night before. You began moving everything in but stopped dead in your tracks when a boy stood in the center of your living room. He just stood smiling at you, not a creepy smile but a welcome home kind of smile, but given the circumstances it did creep you out a little bit.

“Uhm…Hello. Who are you?”

“Hello (Y/n), I’m glad you’re finally home. I’m Jongup, your boyfriend.”

You took a surprised step back and looked at him with confusion. He just kept smiling like what he said was normal. “Uh no. No you are not.”

“Let me explain it to you. I am Moon Jongup. I was made just for you to be your boyfriend. I have been told that a friend of yours was the one who did it instead of you.”

“Made for me? You kidding me right?”

“No. You can even call your..Friend it was? And ask them!” He was practically pleading you and it was kinda sad. You caved and called her.

“Yeah at first I thought it was a bunch of bull too but then he showed up and well… that.”

You hung up and looked at him in disbelief. He forced a smile at you and twirled his thumbs. You sighed and looked at the ground. “I’m sorry Jongup, I’m not ready for another boyfriend. I just got out of a relationship and need time. Please understand that.”

“I do, but I am not leaving. I will stay with you as a friend until you are ready. And when you are I will make sure you never get hurt again.”

You smiled at him and felt a tear go down your face. You could stop the river that came down your cheeks. You let out a surprised gasp when Jongup came up and hugged you. “It’s okay (Y/n), Don’t cry I’m here for you.”

You knew you weren’t ready but this assured you, that when you were, he was going to be exactly what you needed and wanted. You barley knew him and already he felt like home.

Trap- A Peter Pan One-Shot

Title: Trap
Request: Can you do any imagine where Hook and his pirates kidnap the reader and torture her to get to Peter Pan
Pairing: Hook x Reader x Peter Pan

“Y/N?” Peter asked, looking into her tent.
She wasn’t in there.
He called out into the camp, “Y/N!?”
Still, no answer.
He walked over to Felix, concerned for his girlfriend, “Where’s Y/N at?”
“They took her.” Felix responded.
“Who took her?” Peter asked.
Felix sighed, “The pirates.”
“They’re going to get it.” Peter snarled.
“She’s on their ship.” Felix said.
“I’m going to get her, alone. Stay here and watch the camp.” Peter instructed.
“You know it’s a trap right?” Felix asked.
“Of course it is.” Peter responded.

Peter went over to the Jolly Roger by himself, and saw Y/N tied to one of the ship’s masts.
She looked tired and had cuts all on her face.
The pirates, captained by Captain Hook, had taken Y/N and were hurting her to try to get to Peter.
“Love, are you going to take us to Peter now?” Hook asked her, a devilish smile on his face.
“No.” Y/N responded, “Never.”
Hook nodded to one of his men, and the pirate smacked Y/N in the face.
She tried to stay strong, but a single tear ran down her bloodied face.
“I thought you were going to be easier than this.” Hook said, kneeling down in front of her, “And you’re so pretty too, I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“Get away from me.” Y/N spat out.
Hook stood up, “Hit her again.”
Another pirate hit her on the shoulder, this time making Y/N cry out in pain.
Peter had enough by that time, and ran up to the ship.
“Stop hurting her!” Peter exclaimed, “She did nothing to you!”
“Ah, Peter Pan.” Hook laughed, “Nice of you to join us.”
“Peter get out of here!” Y/N exclaimed.
“I’m not leaving you here like this.” Peter responded, “Let her go Hook.”
“Not until you give us a magic bean so that we can get out of here.” Hook responded, “And not until we get to hurt you a little bit.”
Two pirates grabbed Peter’s arms, restraining him.
“Now where’s the bean?” Hook asked.
“If you let Y/N go you can have one.” Peter responded.
“Let the girl go.” Hook said.
Y/N was untied from the mast, and helped up.
“Get off the ship.” Hook told her, “Now.”
“But Peter!” she exclaimed, “Don’t hurt him.”
“Get off this ship before we tie you back up!” Hook exclaimed.
Y/N rushed off the ship and into the woods.
Yet she didn’t go too far, she was worried about Peter.
“The bean?” Hook asked Peter.
“I need a hand.” Peter said, looking to the pirate holding his arms back.
The pirate released one of his hands, and Peter used his magic to get a bean in his hand.
He threw it to Hook, “There.”
Hook picked up the bean, “One more thing.”
He pulled his sword out his belt, lightly touching Peter’s chest with the sharp point.
Y/N’s heart was pounding as she watched from the woods.
“You’re no longer needed.” Hook smirked.
He slide the sword into Peter’s chest, Peter screaming from the pain.
Pulling the sword out, Hook laughed.
Peter fell to the ground, and two pirates threw his dying body off the ship.
Y/N ran to him, “No!”
“Bye, love.” Hook said from his ship.

After Hook and his crew had left Neverland, Y/N was sitting on the sand holding Peter’s body.
“Don’t leave me, you can use your magic to heal yourself.” Y/N said.
“I’m too far gone to use magic.” Peter smiled weakly, “Y/N…”
“Yes?” Y/N asked.
“I love you…” Peter said, as his eyes closed.
“I love you too.” Y/N said, “But don’t leave me!”
Peter didn’t responded, he had taken his last breath.
Tears started to fall from Y/N’s face, “No.”
The tears fell off her face and onto Peter’s body.
Those tears had a magical effect on him, and he awoke again.
“Y/N…” he said weakly.
Y/N looked up, “You’re alive?! You’re alive!!”
Peter sat up and hugged Y/N tightly, and she added, “I knew you weren’t leaving me! I wouldn’t let it happen!”
“It was your tears that did that.” Peter smiled, “An act of true love.”
“True love?” Y/N smiled.
Peter nodded, “Yea.”
Y/N leaned forward and kissed him passionately, Peter kissing back.
“True love. Damn.” Y/N smiled, grabbing Peter’s face to kiss him again.



prompt list 💫

send me a number + a ship? 

  1. am i the only one who’s confused here
  2. before you came along
  3. wait, before you go 
  4. but i did mean it
  5. don’t let me stop you
  6. how dare you think that
  7. i can handle this myself
  8. in case you were wondering, the answer is still yes
  9. in our next lifetime
  10. no one asked you
  11. take that back
  12. thanks for the reminder
  13. the only person getting hurt here is you
  14. wait, they didn’t tell you
  15. we’re already living together

Can y'all stop with fucking death threats ?? I’m seeing it all over my dash and this need to stop !! Like i don’t care which part of the fandom you are. Idc about your opinion of the matter. “Go choke”, “go die” what is actually wrong with you ?? It’s easy for you to write it but do you understand the meaning of these words ?? You’re playing smartass and justice warrior behind your computer. How old are you to find it fucking acceptable to talk like that to actual human beings who have also feelings ? For giving their opinion which are different from yours ?
Bravo every one. I’m sure ji’s so proud of you. The guy is spreading, acceptance tolerance everytime he opens his mouth.
Make your future self a favor and stop thinking your ugly attitude is legit for any reasons.
He wouldn’t be ashamed for any ship. It’s part of kpop as a thing. (Whenever it’s false or right you know my opinion on this). And because he doesn’t care about what you think. Sorry, he doesn’t know you. You’ll never be revelant to him and his PRIVATE life any time soon. He’d be ashamed about you fighting in your own fandom about a topic that is NO ONE fucking business. So think what you want to think but do it in silence or with courtesy. Were you raised by animals or ?
So please stop with death threats. It’s hurtful and useless.

the signs and things that they need to hear

Aries: Your fire and passion lights up rooms. But so far it feels as if you have burned everything you’ve touched. It’s okay. Someday someone will come along and warm their freezing hands with your warmth and you’ll realize that it is life, not destruction, that comes from heat.

Taurus: It must be lonely to have all your friends unload onto you. They see your strong back and think that you can handle any load so they just keep piling it on. Your shaking knees and ragged breath doesn’t mean you’re weak, they mean you’re tired. Remember to take care of yourself.

Gemini: It doesn’t make sense. No matter how charming or witty you are people are still going to leave. It is going to hurt every time. Sometimes all you can do is shrug and let them leave. There will be times when you will need to find your voice and scream for them to stay. There will be times when they listen.

Cancer: They say the smartest among us are often the saddest. Sometimes staying up until three a.m. to study for a test will hurt more than it will help you in the long run. Know your limits. But never forget what you’re capable of.

Leo: Your heart is so big that you can’t help but offer anyone that comes along a place to stay in it. The world does love you back but it just doesn’t know how to show it as readily as you. Be patient. Listen and look for the signs. They are subtle, but when you hear them- oh god when you hear them - everything that was broken will be mended. If only for a moment. 

Virgo: There is a difference between those who are smart and those who are intelligent. Stop second-guessing yourself on which one you are. It’s okay to feel stupid once in a while. Being stupid at something is the first step to being smart at something. Don’t make learning and experiencing new things stressful.

Libra: If you buy her one rose she won’t stay. If you buy her one hundred roses she won’t stay. Your friends call you a ‘hopeless romantic’ and you’re beginning to think it’s because you are hopeless at love. Keep buying roses but don’t forget that some girls prefer daisies. Fall in love with a person- not the idea of falling in love.

Scorpio: Someone raised you to believe in yourself. Whether it was your parents or yourself or maybe a teacher. Don’t disappoint them by doubting your abilities in this world. 

Sagittarius: Even when it is raining outside you can still remember what sun feels like on your bare legs. Sometimes when it is sunny you may only feel a hurricane in your soul. It is okay to be sad sometimes. It is not okay to let the rain drown you. I know you know how to swim. Even if it’s just treading water. I promise that the blue skies will be worth it in the end.

Capricorn: You understand yourself a lot more than a lot of people. Someone will come along and turn your world upside down and make you question everything that you’ve ever thought was true. It will feel like the end of the world. In actuality, it’s called love. Find comfort in these occasional earthquakes because they are few and far in between in this world.

Aquarius: You are lighthouse for many lost and forgotten ships. You might not be able to save them all. Rejoice for the ones you do. You are enough.

Pisces: When your heart hurts, it really fucking hurts. Don’t swear off love. Never stop being kind. It is going to hurt but pouring medicine into an open wound hurts too. Cleaning and growth is taking place. Make sure you’re around to see it.

anonymous asked:

"Making someone feel stupid or gross for something they want to think is real is straight up disgusting." So according to this anon if I think being racist is ok, then people should just respect that and if they call me out on it then I can say they are bullying me?? What if it's my belief that all women are sluts and I can call them that if I want? Anon, some opinions and actions are WRONG and should be fought against. Tinhatting cause harassment and bullying and SHOULD be stopped.

The type of logic that got us a Trump as the President.

If someone’s not mature enough to realize that real people’s real lives have no responsibility to coddle their fantasies then they need to go find fictional things to ship and obsess over. The real world is out here and it will hurt their feelings and it won’t coddle their fantasies and people will be flawed and contradictory and never their agreed upon playthings. If they see celebs as their toys and then they go off and date and have kids with who they want and they’re stomping their feet, too bad. You’re the one in the wrong there, not the celebrity and not the people who tell you to get over yourself.

anonymous asked:

I think the reason people took 17's comment as a joke was because it was a pun that they couldn't pass up, or the intensity of the scene made it seem like it was a joke, whereas Goku's response so Vegeta seem genuine and non comedic like he usually is. It's really sad that moments like these are breaking GoChi fans apart, including you, our GoChi Queen. The problem is that Goku was never meant to be seen as a husband or very fatherly, but more so as a hero and friend to everyone.

Oh I see ^^…And yes I may cry, get upset, and complain but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop shipping them or loving them….I’ve shipped characters that are not even together and hate each other or have no chemistry lol. So what I’m trying to say is I won’t stay sad or angry forever..And if Toei or Toriyama/Toryata ever make them have a divorce in the future, it will hurt so much but I don’t think I could stop loving them…I’ll just stick to remembering the Gochi before DBS

Bye Bye Brooklyn Boys (8)

Originally posted by gifsofsadness


Pairing: Bucky x reader, Steve x reader

Warnings: This is just so sad. Language. ANGST! (When has this even not been an angsty fic series?)

Word count: 2.500

Summary: You finally muster up the courage to go see Steve, but things take an unexpected turn and you’re both hurting even more.

A/N: It’s based on the song “Sinking Ship” by Causes.

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i think that some one of you doesn’t know how to deal with complexity, it’s not always black and white! you’re saying shitty things about raphael just to drag a ship down! raphael is a victim too! raphael santiago was only 15 when he was turned into a vampire after trying to stop a killer from hurting his family. he tried to kill himself and magnus had to restrain him. he was disgusted by himself, he was afraid that his mom would have never accepted him for what he is! and now??? aldertree tortured him to have information about camille. stop saying raphael is an abuser because ok, he kidnapped simon but he saved him from camille when he sent her away and let simon go! he gave him a home, he helped him when no one did. he carried simon to the institute even if could have gotten him killed just to bring his body to clary! he just wants to protect his family like simon wants to protect his mom!! raphael santiago is not 100% in the wrong and simon lewis is not 100% in the right they both made poor choices because breaking news: THAT’S A PLOT LINE!
it’s ok if you don’t ship saphael i dont care but dont say bad things about raphael just to drag a a ship down! stop villanizing him because he’s not a saint but he’s certainly not a villain.

Imagine Your OTP #13

Person A is a mermaid/merman held in captive for experimenting. Person B is the person supposed to be experimenting on Person A. Person B starts but ends up hurting Person A and stops immediately. Person B let’s Person A go but they come back. The two end up falling in love.

(Sorry this is my first time writing a mermaid/merman au type thing. I had a request for one but I plan to put more up as well. I’ve never really thought about this one before ^-^ don’t hate me if it sucks please!)

anonymous asked:

You're so fucking annoying like shut the fuck up kennett and klaroline are pretty much the same concept so mind your own damn business you psychotic bitch

Perhaps you should let go of the hate in your heart and work on your reading comprehension. I never said they weren’t “pretty much the same concept”. I said that it didn’t mean jack if they were because they’re four different characters. Therefore, just because you ship one pairing doesn’t mean you automatically ship another.

Why are you so hate-filled, Nony? Did someone hurt you?

Also, unless Hillary asks me to stop commenting on her posts and/or blocks me, I’m going to assume she doesn’t mind me commenting on her posts. So, yeah, not gonna stop for you.

I’ll Wait For You

Summary: You, Bucky, and Steve were childhood friends until Bucky joins the war efforts.


Warnings: Death, sadness, anggssttt, fluffffff

Word Count: 3403

A/N: So, this is my first marvel one shot. I hope everyone enjoys! I’ve been working on this for a while now and finally finished it! I hope you like it! Feedback is always appreciated!

Originally posted by almie18

     Growing up with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes was a trip. Bucky Barnes was the one all the girls wanted while Steve Rogers was the one everyone made fun of. Then there was you. You were the one that had Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers wrapped around your little fingers. You didn’t really mean for that to happen. It just did. However, you had Bucky wound a little tighter than Steve.

    It was the three of you against the world, until WW2 started. Bucky had signed up and Steve was trying, but you both knew he would never get drafted. 

     Bucky had asked you to go for walk through town, seeing as it was one of his last nights home before he got shipped off to who knows where. “Are you scared?” You asked him.

    He looked down at you. “Of course I’m not. Who would mess with me, doll?” He asked, smirking.

    You couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m serious, Buck. What if you get hurt? What if you- if you-” Die. You couldn’t finish. You looked away from him as tears stung your eyes.

    Bucky stopped walking and made you look up at him. “Hey, hey. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright.” He told you. You nodded, but couldn’t help the tears that fell down your face. He sighed and wrapped his arms around you. “Don’t you cry, doll. I’ll be back before you know it.” He whispered.

    “Bucky,” you said, moving away from him. “I love you.” You told him.

    He looked down at you. “I love you too.” He leaned down and you felt his lips touch yours. You had been dreaming of this moment since you were twelve. Bucky broke away from the kiss and looked down at you. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” He whispered.

    You couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m glad you did it before you left. I was afraid another man would sweep me off my feet before you did.” You told him.

    He smirked at you. “Well, I better do this.” He said as he got down on one knee. Your hand flew to your mouth as you shook your head. “Will you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), be my wife?” He asked.

    “Bucky! You can’t be serious!” You exclaimed.

    “Of course I’m serious!” He yelled back, laughing. You smiled as tears came to your eyes. “I have loved for as long as I could remember. I can’t imagine another day without you being mine. I can’t imagine writing to anyone else other than Mrs. (Y/N) Barnes while I’m away. I want to come home to someone waiting for me.” He told you.

    Your tears fell as you smiled. “James Buchanan Barnes, of course I would love to marry you.” You told him.

    He smiled and stood up to kiss you. You laughed as he picked you up and spun you around. “We will get married before I leave.” He said.

    “I can wear my mother’s wedding dress. We can go to the local church. Steve and Mary will go with us.” You started planning. Bucky couldn’t help but smile at your excitement. “We have to tell Steve!” You exclaimed and started running down the street.

    Bucky laughed and ran after you.


    Your friend Mary tucked a strand piece of your hair behind your ear. “I can’t believe you two are getting married.” She said.

    You smiled and nodded. “Me either.” You told her.

    She smiled brightly at you. “Alright. Are you ready?” She asked. You simply nodded. She took a deep breath. “Okay. Well, I’ll see you at the altar.” She gave you a kiss on the cheek and then walked through the doors into the main part of the church.

    You waited until you heard the church organ start playing. You held your bouquet of white roses in your hands and walked through the doors as they opened. Steve stood next to Bucky at the end of the aisle beside the minister. Mary stood on the opposite side.

    Bucky didn’t turn around and look at you just yet. He knew he had to wait till you got beside him. Your mother’s dress cascaded down your body, the train following behind you. Your arms were covered in the lace sleeves of the dress.

    After what felt like ages, you finally stood beside Bucky. He looked at you and tears came to his eyes. “You’re beautiful.” He whispered.

    A blush rose to your cheeks as you looked at him in his army uniform. He really was handsome and you really were lucky that he was yours. You smiled and you both looked at the minister. “We are gathered here today-” You tuned out the minister as Bucky grabbed your hand.

    “Do you, James Buchanan Barnes, take (Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?” The minister asked Bucky.

    Bucky smiled at you. “I do.” He said, making goosebumps appear on your skin.

    “And do you, (Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), take James Buchanan Barnes to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?” The minister asked you.

    You looked up at Bucky with tears in your eyes. You couldn’t believe you were doing this. “I do.” You whispered.

    Bucky let out the breath he was holding and you both laughed. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. James, you may kiss the bride.”

    Bucky turned towards you and grabbed your face in his hands. “I love you.” He whispered as he leaned closer to you.

    “I love you too.” You said breathlessly. Bucky smiled before he slammed his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and tried to get as close to him as possible.

    Steve coughed and made you two break apart. “Congratulations.” Steve said, shaking Bucky’s hand.

    You smiled as Bucky wrapped his hand around your waist and held you close. “Smile for the camera!” The photographer that you and Bucky had found yelled. You, Bucky, Steve, and Mary faced the camera and smiled.


    There was a knock on your front door just as you were taking the pie you baked out of the oven. “Be right there!” You yelled as you placed the pie on the counter.

    You put the oven mitts down and went to the front door. You opened the door to see a man in a uniform. “Hello, doll. I’m looking for Mrs. Barnes.” He told you.

    You laughed and threw your arms around him. “Bucky!” You exclaimed. Bucky laughed and spun you around.  “What are you doing home? I thought you weren’t coming back for another couple months.” You said as you walked into the kitchen.

    Bucky followed you and sat down at the kitchen table. “Well, I just came home for a few days before I’m shipped out again. I also had to tell you that you’re now married to a Sergeant.” He said proudly.

    “James! That’s amazing!” You exclaimed and ran over to him. You sat on his lap and gave him a kiss. “I’m so proud of you.” You told him as you kept planting kisses on his lips.


    You laid next to Bucky in your bed. His arm was wrapped around your naked body as the sheets covered both of you. “Bucky, I don’t know what to do with myself when you’re gone.” You whispered.

    Bucky kissed your forehead. “The war will be over soon enough and then I will be home to you. We can start a family when I get back.” He told you.

    You placed kisses on his arm and looked up at him. “What if you don’t come home?” You asked.

    “As long as you’re waiting for me, I’ll always come back to you.” He explained. He leaned down and kissed you ever so gently. “Don’t forget that.” He whispered.

    Tears came to your eyes as you nodded. “I’ll wait for you.”


    “Have you heard from Steve?” You asked Mary as you brought a pot of tea into your living room. She shook her head as she poured herself a cup. “It’s been months since I’ve heard from him. In fact, it’s been months since I heard from Bucky too.” You explained.

    Mary simply laughed. “Don’t worry, (Y/N). He’s saving our country. He’ll be home once we win.” She told you.

    You nodded and started pouring yourself a cup of tea. Suddenly, there was a banging on the front door. “Excuse me.” You said as you set the pot back down. You walked to the front door. You opened the door to reveal a man in a uniform with his back to you. “I wasn’t expecting you home so soon.” You beamed. The man turned around to reveal he wasn’t Bucky. “Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you were my husband.” You laughed in embarrassment.

    “M’am, I am very sorry to tell you, but your husband, James Buchanan Barnes was killed in action several weeks ago.” He told you.

    It became very hard to breath. You clutched your chest as tears came to your eyes. “No. No. He can’t be. He was going to come home. We were going to start a family. He can’t be dead.” You said and choked on your tears. “I would have felt something. I would have known he died.”

    The soldier in front of you reached into his coat pocket and handed you a letter. “This was amongst his things and was addressed to you, Mrs. Barnes.” The young man told you.

    You clutched the letter to your chest as your tears fell. “What about Steve Rogers? Do you know where he is?” You asked.

    The man held a solemn face. “Steve Rogers was killed in action several days after your husband.” He explained. You shook your head as you stepped back into the house. “I’m very sorry.” Was all he could say.

    “Thank you.” You said, but I barely came above a whisper. He nodded and started walking away as you closed the door.

    Mary stepped out of the living room and rushed over to you. “(Y/N)? What’s wrong? What happened?” She asked, her voice laced with concern.

    “They said he died.” You whispered as your legs buckled beneath you and you slid to the floor. Mary sat down beside you and wrapped her arms around you. You cried on her shoulder for what felt like hours.


    You sat on your front porch with Bucky’s letter in your lap. It’s been two weeks and you’ve yet to open. With a deep breath, you ripped open the letter and began to read it.

    My dearest love,

    I want you to know, that every night I think of you. You’re all I think about. I think about you when I wake up. I think about you when I’m on a mission. I think about you at all hours of the day. I can’t help it. That’s how much I love you.

    Steve had come to our camp several weeks ago. I wasn’t here, however. I had gotten lost on a mission and little Steve Rogers had to come and rescue me. It was a nice change for once. Looks like we don’t have to worry about him anymore. He’s gotten more muscles than I can count.

    They are sending us out tomorrow. It’s only going to be three of us, but I know we will be able to win that battle. I know it, because I have to come home to you. I know you’re waiting for me. I can feel it.

    Remember what I said? As long as you’re waiting for me, I’ll always come back to you. Okay? I promise with all my heart, my love.

    I will love you forever and I will see you soon.

    Signed, James Buchanan Barnes of the 107th Infantry Regiment

    Tears were rushing down your face as you set the letter down. “He’ll come home. He has to. Cause I’m waiting for him.” You told yourself. You leaned back in your chair and waited.


    Over the years, you had become a legend in your neighbourhood. You were the old Mrs. Barnes waiting for her husband who had died in the war everyday.

    Everyday you sat on your porch without fail. You sat there with Bucky’s letter beside you and a glass of lemonade waiting for when he got home. You would be out there at the crack of dawn and would stay there until you couldn’t keep you eyes open.

    The neighbourhood kids would always stop by and talk to you. They loved hearing your’s and Bucky’s story over and over again. It was always their favourite of how he proposed.

    Until, one day you weren’t there. The whole neighbourhood thought the worst, but you had only had a minor stroke and were stuck in a hospital to live out the rest of your days. You had argued and told them that you had to go home and wait for Bucky or else he would never come home.

    All your protests did nothing. Instead, you sat at your window everyday, hoping that your one true love would find you.


    “Who’s that?” Bucky asked Steve as he pointed at a picture Steve had of the three of you.

    Steve couldn’t help but smile at it. “That’s (Y/N).” He said.

    Bucky looked at the beautiful girl in the photo and he could feel his heart flutter. “Who was she?” Bucky asked.

    “She was- is- your wife.” Steve explained.

    Bucky’s head shot up and looked at Steve. “Is she still alive?” Bucky asked with hope in his voice. He didn’t remember you, but he was hoping that if he met anyone from his past, he would slowly start to remember. Steve nodded. “That’s great! Can we go see her?”

    “Buck, she’s not herself. If she saw you, she might have a heart attack. She’s too old for any new surprises.” Steve explained with sadness in his voice.

    “But, I promised her.” Bucky said before he could stop himself. He shook his head as if to clear and looked down at the photo. He remembered you a bit. “I-I told her to wait for me. If she waited, then I would go back to her.” Bucky said. He looked back up at Steve. “I just want to remember her. Please.” He begged.

    Steve sighed. “Alright, but don’t come crying to me if she doesn’t remember you.”


    There was a knock on your door. “Come in!” You sang as you fumbled with the blanket in your lap.

    A nurse’s head poked into the room. “Mrs. Barnes, you have visitors.” She said brightly.

    A smile grew on your face. You haven’t had visitors in years. “Send them in!” You exclaimed. The nurse nodded and rushed out of the room. You fixed your white hair and grabbed your hand mirror. You had several wrinkles on your face, but you looked good for a ninety year old.

    Two handsome men came into your room. Both of them were tall and muscular. One had blond hair while the other had long brown hair. “Mrs. Barnes.” The blond one said and you immediately recognized his voice.

    “Steve Rogers!” You exclaimed. He laughed and nodded. “It’s been too long.” You told him as he bent down to give you a hug. When he broke away you looked at his friend. “And who is this?” You asked.

    The man took a step towards you and reached his hand out to you. “My name is James Buchanan Barnes.” He told you as he grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on it.

    “Bucky?” You asked as tears came to your eyes. The man smiled and nodded. “Bucky! I knew you would come home! I’ve been waiting for you. They told me that you had died and you weren’t ever coming home to me, but you never break your promises. I knew you would come back to me.” You told him.

    Bucky pulled up a chair and sat down beside your bed. “Of course I would come back to you, doll.” He said. You laughed and your tears fell.

    Steve took that as his cue and left as quietly as he could. “Was it hard to find me?” You asked and Bucky shook his head. “I would have waited at home with your favourite lemonade, but there mean doctors put me on lock down and told me I can’t be by myself.” You explained.

    Bucky took your hand in his flesh on. “I’ll always find you. No matter where you are. As long as you’re waiting for me, I’ll always come back to you.” He said.

    You smiled and laid down a bit. “Oh Bucky, this is too much excitement for one day. I must get some sleep. When I wake up, you have to tell me all about your trip home.” You told him.

    Bucky shook his head. “You can’t sleep now. I just got back.” He told you, desperation in his voice. Bits and his pieces of his memories were coming back, but he wanted you to tell him stories about the two of you. About who he was.

    “I’m sorry, Bucky.” You whispered. “I think I’m dying. The doctors told me that I don’t have much longer to live. But you know what? I think I would be happy dying. Because right now I’m happy. I got to see my love one more time.” You explained.

    Tears came to Bucky’s eyes. “Promise you’ll wait for me wherever you go?” He asked.

    You looked up at his blue eyes. “I’ll wait for you. I’ll always wait for you.” You said. You slowly closed your eyes. “I love you.” You whispered. You breathing was slowing and Bucky knew you didn’t have much time left.

    “I love you too.” He said as he placed a kiss on your forehead. A smile crept on your face.

    Finally, several agonizing minutes later, you took your last breath. Your chest stopped moving and your hand went slack in Bucky’s.

    “Nurse!” Bucky yelled. The nurse came running in. “She, uh, she just stopped breathing.” He explained.

    The nurse walked over to your body and felt around for a pulse. “We knew this day would come, but we never wanted it to.” She explained. She looked up at Bucky. “She would tell us stories about her and her husband. All the nurses would stop by at least once a day to hear any story about them. She loved telling them. I just wish, she had a better life.” She told him. Tears fell from her eyes as she left the room.

    Steve came in soon after and stood next to Bucky. “They’re going to come in soon and start planning her funeral. We should probably leave.” Steve told him.

    Bucky simply nodded and left the room before Steve could see the tears rush down his face. He would remember you. He would find anyone who could tell him your story. He would listen to your story until he had it memorized. He would remember you if that was the last thing he did.


    Bucky stood in front of your grave. Your name was written on it with your birth year and the year you died. Bucky took a deep breath and placed the white roses on the ground. “I remember you, doll.” He whispered.

    Tears came to his eyes. “I remember the way you used to sing when you baked. The way you always had to sleep on the right side of the bed. How you always asked for my opinion on the clothes you wore even before we were married. I remember how you said yes to my lame proposal. I remember our wedding. You were in your mom’s dress. It looked so beautiful on you. I remember promising you I would come home. And I’m so sorry it took me so long.” He told you.

    His tears fell and he looked up at the sky. “I’m sorry, doll. I’m so sorry. But as long as you’re waiting for me, I’ll come back to you.” He whispered.

   He looked back down at your grave. There were four little words printed at the bottom. “I’ll wait for you.”

anonymous asked:

ugh friend i'm just upset. i don't even really ship anything shaladin i'm more of a shallura fan myself but i don't understand why everyone is so mean about it???? why it has to be a fight, why it has to be ~PROOF~ like literally it doesn't matter no one is hurting you just let people have fun stop screaming i just want people to enjoy themselves and i hate this demonizing bullshit and i'm sorry u and other shippers have to go thru this and ily sorry bye

This is really sweet and insightful and I’m sorry you’re feeling so bad about all this. But you’re right, it sucks.
Ship wars were never pretty but recently it’s just gotten so … vicious? Especially in the voltron fandom.
As I said, I personally haven’t gotten anything but great feedback and support from all of you guys but I also know that there’s nasty things out there and that innocent people are getting the most hideous threats over something as trivial as a ship. It’s really scary and sad.
But I’m trying to stay positive and unafraid, spreading love and acceptance is so much more constructive than breaking others down. I know it’s hard sometimes but I hope you’ll do what you’re doing and send your favourite creators all the love that they need in this shitty situation! Your message definitely gave me a little more hope there’s still good people out here :)

Blade of mamora Keith

The ship flipped upside down. Along with hunk’s stoumch but who could blame him? Keith nearly threw up himself.

“ Hold on pallidans! It will just be a tick! ” Corans voice said over the speakers, “ we need to gain speed and create the worm hole ” Keith felt his heart drop knowing this was not going to be pretty.
Never would Keith think getting slammed around would hurt worse when in anti gravity. Shiro was the only one who managed to grab something to stop him, he snagged hunk to help him not slam against the side of the castle anymore.
Lance grabbed pidge who activated their Bayard creating a new hole in the ceiling that allura is gonna kill them for.
Lance looked back to see Keith just floating around, looking bored and sometimes looking up.

Coran made the announcement that he was going to turn the anti gravity off, Keith activated his Bayard and stabbed into a sturdy part of the ship hanging there. Moments later coran turned off the anti gravity.
Keith riped his Bayard out and fell towards the ground when at a safe close distance, he ducked and rolled safely to the ground. He then looked up at the other pallidans.
“ You guys are high up ” was his only reaction, the blade solider looked confused “ how come you aren’t jumping down? ” Head cocked to the side his expression still hasn’t changed not even jumping when allura and coran walked into the room.

“ Oh they don’t know your supposed to let go when gravity comes back? ” Allura asked confused. Keith responded “ they don’t know how to get down ”