this would make me so happy no matter what

anonymous asked:

i want to tell him i love him so badly!!! i've never been in love but i definitely think i am. we've been together almost four months now and he still gives me butterflies and he is so supportive of me no matter what and makes me feel so special and even though we haven't said we love each other out loud i feel the love between us so strongly in all that we do for each other. i hope i have the confidence to tell him soon (or that he surprises me and tells me!)

Awh he sounds lovely! Sending positive thoughts your way so you’ll have the confidence to tell him soon enough :) I think it would make him really happy hearing it xx

anonymous asked:

Hey! I really love your art! And I hope you keep doing what you love! Even if you quit tumblr or leave on hiatus without us knowing- just remember we will still support you! I really hope your smiling and having a great time- even without posting anything here, since the one thing I want for everyone is to be happy with themselves and to make sure that everyone knows they matter even if they think they don't. I see your posts and they make me smile & others probably think so too- stay strong! -A

I would like to see you smile, It really cheers me up. And thank you I really super appreciate it⭐️ no matter how hard & much it punches me down, it’ll take time for me to get back up. And it show that I haven’t giving it up. I want to turn things around and I would like to show the positive side. It’s my turn, and I want to show of all the thing. Sure it’s was a bad, sad & sorrow, but it show us we can do it better. If someone goes down, I’m going down too. I wouldn’t leave someone that is still special to me. So, I hope we can fun once more⭐️🌟✨ I will still remain strong.✨🌟⭐️-B

a thing I love about the TransDanny headcanon: there’s a photo of Danny and Maddie when he was little, happily dressed and presenting as male, meaning that his parents either accepted him as trans from a young age, or allowed him to dress himself and have his hair done as short as he wanted and not forcing him to conform to gender roles, which allowed his coming out to be a lot easier

did he have a phase where everyone just called him a ‘tomboy’? or did he announce that he was a boy early on and that was that from then on? did he start school as Daniel or Danielle? like maybe it was one of those kids will be kids things where he wanted to be a boy for a day and his parents were like, 'aww that’s cute we’ll let her have her fun’ but a day became a week, a month, a year, he never grew out of it because he was never just playing pretend

personally I like to think that it started with Maddie and Jack just having super lax views on gender roles, unsurprising since Jack loves knitting which he might have been made fun of for because it’s 'feminine’ and Maddie is very strong and self sufficient and grew up with a big tough sister who wears her hair short and acts very 'masculine’, so they already have experience subverting traditional gender roles

so when they have a daughter who drags them to the boy aisle as soon as she’s old enough to choose her own clothes/toys and asks for a short haircut like that Chip Skylark guy who sings about his shiny teeth on tv, Maddie and Jack are just like, yeah sure why not? their kid can look however she wants

Danny was able to present as male from a very early age, his parents treated him and Jazz equally regardless of gender and I feel like maybe he didn’t even think to ask to be referred to by male pronouns until he got to school and the kids immediately assumed he was male and he realised ho dang, this feels RIGHT.

and then he’d have the teachers calling him Danielle and referring to him as female and another kid is like, umm Danny’s a boy tho?? and the teacher looks at this little boy with little boy hair and little boy clothes and is like, oh uh sorry kid there must have been a mistake in the paperwork, was it supposed to say Daniel?

and he’s just like yES YES DANIEL THAT’S RIGHT THAT IS MY NAME ALWAYS YEP

but then he feels bad because technically he 'lied’ to the teacher so he goes home and doesn’t say anything because he thinks his parents will be mad at him for lying on his first day at school

and then the parents get a call from some very confused school staff asking whether or not they’d enrolled a boy or a girl because they had a Danielle Fenton in the paperwork but a Daniel Fenton was dropped off to class this morning and that’s when Maddie and Jack were like… oooooh okay so this is how it is

they tell the school that he’s definitely a boy, always has been, they don’t say he’s trans because they probably don’t even know that word exists but they do know that their daughter seems far more comfortable as their son and they don’t see a problem with that and as far as they’re concerned it’s none of the school’s business

they’d probably sit Danny down for a talk after that in which he starts crying and apologising and they have to spend about ten minutes ensuring him that he isn’t in trouble for lying at school and if he wants to be a boy that’s okay they can call him a boy for as long as he wants, he just has to let them know if he changes his mind but if he doesn’t then that’s okay too, they just want him to be happy

and from that point on he was pretty much just the Fentons’ son, his parents would buy him binders and do research on trans kids to make sure they were doing the right thing and as soon as he was old enough for T they said they’d support him whether or not he wanted to take it and if there were any complications it was okay because he was still their boy no matter what his body looked like

I mean just, the Fentons have fucked up a lot of aspects of parenthood so I just really really REALLY want them to have done this one RIGHT or as right as they possibly can, they might be quite scatterbrained and neglectful at times but it’s clear that they really do love their kids, and were probably a lot closer with them when they were young, so it makes sense to me that they would be accepting of Danny’s identity even from such a young age

all they want is for their kids to feel happy and safe, which means when they find out he’s half ghost it still doesn’t MATTER, because they already promised they’d accept him no matter what

Adored by Him

A/N: So this fic is inspired by the song “Adored by Him” by Dodie Clark. Yeah that’s really it… 

Warnings: Swearing but that’s normal.

Word Count: 2, 428

Your POV 

I honestly never expected any of this to happen. When I became friends with Dan, I did think he was handsome and funny. But I didn’t think I would fall for him as fast as I did. I always pushed away the feelings until they asked if I wanted to move in with them. Being around him 24/7 made it harder to conceal it so I just let it happen. No one knew about my feelings, except Phil, who figured out a year ago. I always expected the feelings to just go away but they didn’t.

But then she happened. Allison was Dan’s most recent girlfriend. They’ve been dating for many months now, and he was absolutely smitten (cheeky Dodie reference again) with her. He never spoke about how he felt about her, but I was able to tell. The way he looked at her with adoring eyes, and smile at the mere mention of her name. I don’t blame him though. She was beautiful, with her butterscotch hair and her smile that could shine brighter than the sun, I bet anybody would fall her easily. She was literally perfect, and I was just…well me. It was easy to figure out how she made Dan’s soul practically glow, and it hurt. A lot.  

I won’t hate you but oh it stings,

How does it feel to be adored by him? 

It was hard to hate Allison. She was super nice, and had the same sense of humor as Dan. Plus, she makes him happy. That’s what matters, right?


I was sitting on the couch, watching my favorite movie with Phil. It was raining outside so we decided to dedicate the day to watching a bunch of movies. Phil and I were cuddled up under a blanket, eating popcorn. It was relaxing to say the least. Dan was out at Allison’s house so, of course, Phil questioned me about my feelings.

“Are you ever going to tell him, Y/N?” Phil asked, nudging my arm with his elbow.

I pulled up the blanket to my chest, and sighed heavily. “Philly we’ve talked about this before. I’ll only ruin things so-" 

"You should tell him. It’s best to get it out there.” Phil gave me a sympathetic look. It’s like he knew Dan wouldn’t return the feelings but he didn’t want to keep any secrets. To be honest I’m surprised he didn’t tell Dan by now. 

“Phil, look-”

Phil and I jumped off the couch when we heard a loud bang, and stumbling coming from downstairs. We exchanged confused glances, and hurried to the front door to see Dan, stumbling around the entrance of our flat.

“Hi guys!” Dan said, his speech slurred.

“Dan what the hell happened!?” Phil questioned, running up to his best friend’s side and helping him take his shoes off. 

“Heh, Allison and I got in a fight. Stupid really-” He tripped over his shoes that he just took off and laughed. He looked up into my eyes and smiled. “Don’t worry I’m fine.” Dan pushed Phil’s hand off his shoulder, and walked up the stairs by himself.

“Y/N, do you want to make sure he’s okay?” Phil asked, walking up to my side as we slowly followed Dan up the stairs.

“Why?”

“Just talk to him." 

I let out another sigh, and took another glance at Dan, who stumbled into his bedroom. "Okay. I’m not telling drunk Dan anything though.” I pointed my finger at Phil, and let out a small laugh to lighten the mood. Phil shook his head, smacking my hand away and smiling.

“Just go.” He laughed. 

I walked to the kitchen, and poured a small glass of water for Dan. I ignored the aching pain in my chest, and the tears swelling up in my eyes. I put down the glass for a moment to take a deep breath, and recollect myself. After a few minutes, I made my way towards Dan’s room where I saw him softly crying. My heart broke at the sight. It pained me so much to see another girl make Dan hurt. I hated it. I walked towards Dan’s bed and gave him the glass of water. 

“Here you go, sweetie.” I sat at the end of his bed, waiting for his response. 

“Thank you.” Dan sniffed, taking a sip of the water. 

“You want to talk about what happened?” I moved closer to him. His legs were hanging over the edge of his bed and he was staring at the cup of water in his lap.

“She doesn’t trust me.”  

“What do you mean?” I was right by his side after I finished the question. I tried to make eye contact with him but he was so closed off, I decided to keep a little distance.

“She thinks that I’m cheating on her with you.” He lifted his head slowly and stared into my eyes. My face turned red and I stared at the ground. I felt the butterflies in my stomach go crazy, and I had to take a deep breath again to calm myself down. I looked back into his beautiful, chocolate eyes and stared in silence for a while.  

Pretty girl there’s no need to fret

Because it’s midnight, he’s drunk, and you’re the one in his head.

You don’t even have to try at all. 

“I can’t say I’m in love with her but I feel something…strong towards her you know? I’m not even sure if she feels the same. It’s just- It hurts a lot that she doesn’t even trust me. ” Dan’s eyes got glossy, and he stared down at his cup again. All I did was nod my head. I understood where he was coming from. Someone you may be in love with and they might not even return the feeling. How ironic. 

“I understand, Dan. But you should get some rest, then talk to her in the morning.” I flashed a fake smile at Dan and stood up from his bed. I stood in front of him, and he stared into my eyes like he was searching for something.

“Thank you, Y/N. You’re honestly the best.” Dan put his glass down on his bedside table and got up to give me hug. I accepted it, taking in his warmth for that short moment I had. I sighed when he pulled away and sat in his bed. “You want to…stay with me for a bit?” He asked, not making eye contact. I gave him a weak smile, and nodded, sitting next to him as he got comfortable underneath the blanket.

I lost track of time, waiting for Dan to fall asleep. I stared at his sleeping figure for god knows how long, I felt like a complete creep. He looked so peaceful with his head resting in my lap it was hard not to. I gently stroked his hair as he slowly fell asleep, his arms wrapped around my body as his head rested on my leg. I checked the time on his phone, 1:00 am. I noticed his lock screen, expecting it to be a picture of him and Allison. But instead it was a picture of him, me, and Phil at VidCon on our day off. I smiled at it, but quickly my smile faded when a text from Allison popped up. I decided to ignore it, and finally leave Dan’s side. 

I crept towards the kitchen, hoping not to wake Dan or Phil up. However, to my surprise Phil was standing in the kitchen, drinking some tea while leaning against the counter. 

“So, how did it go?” He asked, staring at me. 

“She doesn’t trust him apparently. Allison thinks he’s cheating on her with…me.” I sighed. All my emotions that I’ve been holding in all night were surfacing, and I wasn’t going to let it happen. “Um, he’s asleep now. He asked me to stay with him for a little while and I lost track of time because he was…uh-" 

"Cuddling with you?” Phil flashed me a smile, but it faded when he looked into my eyes and noticed the tears coming up. He gave me a sympathetic look and walked closer to me. “You should just tell him so he knows. So you don’t have to keep hurting. He will understand, Y/N." 

"I know Phil. It’s just- it hurts seeing them together so much. And of course I want him to be happy! But that selfish part of me wants him to be happy with me. God, it fucking hurts.” I felt a warm streak roll down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away, looking away from Phil. 

“Y/N.” I knew he was trying to make me look at him, but I hated being this vulnerable. “Y/N.” I gave in and stared into Phil’s icy blue eyes. It was full of sympathy, and I couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Phil, don’t look at me like that please. It’s only making me feel worse.” I felt more tears surfacing and let out a heavy sigh. I heard Phil mumble a small apology and he embraced me in a warm, loving hug. At that point I finally broke. I started sobbing into his shirt, with every sob he would hold me tighter, and tell me everything was going to be okay. He gently ran his hands through my hair. I pulled away from Phil, and sniffed, gently rubbing my nose. 

“Y/N, I know it hurts but-” Phil paused in the middle of his sentence and stared behind me. I looked up to Phil, then turned around to see what he was looking at. There was Dan, his hair curly and disheveled, and his empty glass in his hands.

“What’s wrong?” Dan asked, noticing my red, puffy eyes and the tear stains on Phil’s shirt. He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was concerned.

“N-Nothing.” I lied.

“Obviously there’s something wrong, Y/N, tell me.” Dan walked over to the counter and placed his cup on the surface. I looked up to Phil, and nodded, signaling for him to give us some alone time. When Phil left the room, Dan pulled me into a tight hug, and for the second time that night I broke down. “Want to talk to me about what happened?”

I pulled away from Dan and stared at the floor. “It’s not really about w-what happened. It’s more…what’s happening.” I let out a fake chuckle. Dan shot me a confused look, and backed up to lean against the counter.

“Tell me what’s going on or so help me god Y/N I will-”

“Okay. Um. I guess.”

“Spit it out, please.” Dan tilted his head, giving me a worried look. God I can’t handle this anymore.

“Okay, you don’t even have to respond to this…but I really need it out in the open.” I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, and I took deep unsteady breath. “I just need you to know that…that” I stared into Dan’s eyes and I could feel my heart aching all over again. I felt tears pouring out of my eyes and saw Dan’s tall figure making his way over to comfort me again but I pulled away.

“Please don’t. You’re just going to make this harder.”
“Y/N tell me. Please, you’re making me worried.” I realized that Dan and I were standing really close, closer than we usually are. I looked into his beautiful eyes like it was the last time then stared at the floor.

“I think I’m in love with you.” I mumbled. 

“What? Speak up, love.” Dan said softly. 

“Fuck.” I ran my fingers through my hair and avoided eye contact at all costs. “I think I’m in love with you and it fucking stings so much to see you and Allison together. I mean I don’t blame you, or her. Allison is like the definition of perfect. I mean she makes me look blind with how adventurous she is and you look at her like the world is fucking perfect. It’s so stupid to think that I could compare to her. But god, do I wish it was me in your arms instead of her. Don’t even get me started about how I feel about you because there is too much history to even go over.” I shook my head, staring at the ground, watching my tears hit the white kitchen tiles.

“Y/N, can you look at me please?” Dan was still speaking softly. 

“Dan I told you, you don’t have to even say anything. You could just simply ignore it and leave, I’ll get the point." 

"Look at me, Y/N.” Dan said, more stern but still full of care. I rolled my eyes and stared into his eyes. Even though my vision was blurred I could still see the small glimmer in his eyes. “I’m sorry for-”

“Dan I told you, you don’t have to do this." 

"Y/N, we need to talk about this. We can’t just ignore it.”

“Well I’ve been ignoring it for 3 years now, so I think I’m good. I know the speech you’re about to give me and I just…” I let out a muffled sob into my hand, and looked back up to him. “Please I can’t take this right now." 

"Please let me just-" 

"Dan, I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have said anything. I really need fresh air…I’ll be back in a bit." 

Dan looked over to the clock on the oven, and slowly moved towards the door. "It’s 1:20, Y/N you can’t go outside alone." 

"Well I am, so please move.” Dan was blocking the doorway. I made eye contact with him and got lost in his eyes again. I felt like time slowed down when we stared into each other’s eyes, but I broke the contact because I felt more tears coming. Dan reluctantly walked up to me, opening his arms to give me a hug. But instead, I pulled away from him. 

“I’m so sorry.” I mumbled, and ran down the stairs to the front door, putting on my shoes and coat. 

“Y/N wait-”

I left before I could hear anymore. I let the cold London air enter my lungs, as I tried to relax from what happened, and trying to decide if I should go back and face Dan, or go to a friend’s house. I ultimately decided on staying outside for a while. Sitting on a park bench staring at the trees in the park as I replayed what happened through my head. 

What am I going to do?

A/N: Second part? Or leave it there? YOU DECIDE

How My Heart Reads Divide...

Decided to put all of my Ed Sheeran Divide feels/vibes/reviews in one post:

1)  Eraser is a song that left me openmouthed and a little emotionally confused. The lyrical sharpness was like glass and I felt like I kind of understood why Ed took a year off. It is white noise on edge anger simmering below the surface of a whiskey glass or behind a thin curtain of some other deadly vice that helps to numb the price of fame. It’s saying I’m fine but really rocking backwards and forwards within yourself on the floor in a mess of self doubt and regret and just…It’s raw honesty and pride and pretty lies that are more palatable than the harsh truths he delivers within the guise of a steely F64 stream of consciousness ‘what the hell am I doing’It’s heads in hands and excess and the reality of dreams that were born from records and roadtrips and wondering how on earth you ended up here. It’s a little jaded but it’s also a red flag, the moments in life when your brain is steadily inching towards danger but is perhaps able to prevent itself from falling at the last second. It’s realising that perfection is not attainable and that everyone has scars but it’s also about learning to dance with the skeletons in your closet and beating a path for yourself no matter what.

2) Castle On The Hill  sounds like its roots were tended by U2. It’s watching the sun rise from rooftops and rolling down hills. It’s playfights between couples where you laugh so hard you cry. It’s nostalgia and records and country lanes and cars and dancing in the rain. It’s holding hands and walking through villages where you know everyone by name.  It’s cups of tea, nicknames and muddy English football matches. It’s board games and Sunday roasts and long kisses, leaning against brick walls. It’s radiant smiles and having a song and banter between friends. It’s falling in love hard and wholly where everything is like a film reel from a 50′s movie. It’s feeling infinite and having mates and loves who are forever. 

3) Dive - I’m getting really big Stevie Wonder vibes. It’s bluesy with the hooked teeth of a guitar straight into your heart. It’s ragged desperate heartbreak and knowing you feel the stirrings of a person entering your inner world but being scared to jump over the cliff with them. It’s looking into their eyes after the beginnings of something that makes your heart race and saying “dammit I need to know you’re not going to break my heart.”

4) Shape Of You is all first dates and burning liquor and laughs in a crowded bar. It’s stumbling home through wet streets and slow dancing in the doorway. It’s hands in hair and running from a restaurant because you couldn’t pay. It’s watching the breaths of a lover in the dawn. It’s counting the freckles that adorn their stomach and back. It’s lingerie and home cooked meals and Netflix marathons and lazy Sundays when you realise you’ve fallen a little too far so all that you can do is keep falling hard.

5) Perfect is first dances and falling hard. It’s buying a ring because you look over one day and you think “If you walked away, my heart wouldn’t survive. I want to love you for every moment that I’m still alive (I’m writing this through a haze of emotion because this sums up every hope and dream I’ve ever had of the person who’ll love me despite all my hard stuff - wheelchair/anxiety/depression) This song is… true love. I’m going to go ahead and say that I think it’s true that that it’s better than Thinking Out Loud…)

6) Galway Girl is Irish af. I like to think of it as a flashback to the beginning of the Perfect ^^^ love story. It’s catchy and makes me want to do a jig. It reminds me of my parents and my aunties and cousins and uncles and sisters. It’s a clan song. It’s a chance meeting and having pieces fall into place from the very first day. 

7) Happier - AARGH. This is every feeling ever when the person you love even if only from afar seems happier with someone that isn’t you and you know you could do a better job but they might never look your way… I’ll be here, waiting always. 

8) New Man is a bit of 90′s R & B vibes. It’s a hip hop infused ode for what happens when the person who was a part of your heart comes running to you when a new relationship starts. It’s watching them change in front of your eyes for other guys (or girls) and it’s realising you don’t know who a person is anymore. It’s waves of history breaking upon a foreign shore. It’s losing maps to people you thought you knew like the back of your hand… It’s realising that they still want you in a way but it’s too late. 

9) Hearts Don’t Break Around Here is “Yes I’m in love and I want to shout from the rooftops.” It’s the little moments of a couple’s relationship. It’s realising that you’ll look to every day of growing old and the love story you get to live. All I can say is Jesus Christ Cherry, he loves you and it makes me so happy ❤️

10) What Do I Know is Ed’s way of saying Shit maybe they were right… that I saved 2017. He is bringing us all together, a crowd of colours and lives and lover types. No matter who you are, there’s a story on this album for you… It’s a carelessly casual man looking in, saying Fuck you, your walls will never keep us out. We’ll be screaming the words to this music, united and proud. 

11)  How Would You Feel is all butterflies and pure intoxicating love. It’s a girl wearing her boyfriend’s shirt and regular good morning texts. The soft secretive kisses in a car and casually intimate caresses. It’s meeting the family for the first time and imagining one of your own. It’s looking at a person off guard, saying “I love you” and feeling like that person’s your home.

12) Supermarket Flowers is about Ed’s maternal grandmother and it’s making me think of Nana who joined the angels three years ago and… 😭 I miss you so much. I hope you’d be proud of us x.

13) Barcelona is  dancing it out with people who share your heart. It’s Spanish carnival Latin vibes. It makes me think of  girls in deep red skirts and men with roses between their teeth. It’s music in your blood and floating away when you dance. It’s the magic moments of a party where you feel like moments could last forever. Who wants to meet me in Barcelona 😜

14) Bibia Be Ye Ye gives me immediate carnival vibes. It’s infused with the melodies of Africa so I can only assume this was his Ghana project. It’s nights of madness and vibrant colours and familiar strangers who dance on tables and offer you liquor. It’s the feeling I get every time I go to a concert or to a new country, the ideas of exploration and self discovery and stories that will make you ache with laughter years later as you look back on the Polaroids. 

15) Nancy Mulligan with its fiddles and it’s heart of true Irish blood makes me feel like I’m sitting at an impromptu gathering of musicians around my granny’s fire back home in Galway. It’s sepia photographs and wild cliffs and grandparents whose eyes shine with the fires of their youth as they tell you this story. It’s emerald hills and words in an ancient tongue. It’s a more modern Romeo & Juliet. It’s knowing that love transcends everything and you can have anything if you just have love.

 16) Save Yourself  has me gasping for air, my heart broken.
This song is all helping others only to have them treat you like you’re less than the dirt on their shoe. It has me thinking of savage wolves who want to tear you down but still expect you to smile. It’s despair and anxiety and depression with the quiet steady voice of strength that somehow by the tiniest of miracles keeps getting back up. It’s knowing you need to save yourself by loving all the broken parts of you but not really being sure how to do it.

OH MY GOD THIS RECORD IS SHEER BRILLIANCE. I hope you love my review (Sorry it’s so long!!!)

Please continue to love me even if there are hundreds of walls built around me. Please continue to hold me even when I try to run away. Please continue to cherish me and remind me that I’m valuable. Please continue to stick by my side even if I act as if I’m in another world. Please continue to make memories with me for they remind me how lucky I am to have you. These memories will last forever and I never want to forget a single one of them. Please continue to put a smile on my face and make me laugh the way you do. Please continue to let me know that you’re hurting too, I want to be there for you forever and always. Please continue to accept all my personalities whether they’re dark, insane, or just plain ol’ happy. Please continue to be with me even if it may not last forever, all I need is right now. I know that I am not the ideal person to love, but I’m trying to be someone worthy of your heart. Never doubt my love for you because I love you so damn much. You really are my everything. This is a lot to ask, I know, but if you want to leave… know that I’ll be okay, I would never make you stay. I will fight for us but I will not force you to be with me. But above all else: please promise me that the moment I no longer make you smile, you will leave and find somebody else who makes you happy. Your happiness is what matters to me the most because isn’t that what love is? Placing one’s needs above your own?
—  Please promise me. // S.T
How having an amazing teacher can change your life

Get ready for one long text post.

I started playing horn in seventh grade and I was really shy, like hopelessly shy. Playing in front of people was impossible for me. My middle school music teacher was annoyed by it, but didn’t do much to change it. So I just never played solos. Ever.

Then I started high school. It was horrifying walking into the music for the first practice. I was one of two horns in the entire school. The other one was in 11th grade so I was all alone in jr. Band. And then the music teacher walked in. And everything went down hill from there.

This man was the most egotistical person I’ve ever met. (We took coach buses everywhere we went cause it was good for our ‘image’, it’s uncommon to take a coach bus here) He didn’t care how bad he made us feel when we screwed up. If it wasn’t perfect he wasn’t happy, cause that meant we wouldn’t get gold at festival and that’s all he cared about. He made that very clear. I practiced so hard to be able to play the way he wanted me to. It only made my previous anxiety about playing worse. I cried so much during rehearsal and he didn’t care he just kept going and basically told me to get it together.

When band class started in second semester of that year. I couldn’t play in front of people without bursting into tears. My final solo was a disaster. After that, I wanted to put down my horn and never play again.

But I played again next year. He needed his horn player. I was “important to the integrity of the band” He convinced me to come back and It was a little better.

Until the musical started. We did into the woods as our musical and everyday after school for three months I had to deal with his need for perfection. I was told I wasn’t good enough, everyday for three months. It wasn’t a typical conductor saying we weren’t going to be ready to perform a piece. He said we were horrible. I started crying once and he told me to “get it together, real performers don’t cry” All he did was berate me and others. I hated myself.

When our longer weekend practices started we would break for half an hour for dinner. One day we were screwing one part up. He wouldn’t let us eat until we played it perfectly. By the time we did we had five minutes to shove food down our throats, or what was left of it after the cast ate anyway. It was the lowest I’d ever felt in my life. We are high school students, not professional players.

But then it all changed. For the better (thank god)

I moved about a year ago, just after we finished our musical and started at a new high school this year, so I had a new music teacher. I remember the first day walking into the music and instead of a gloomy, hateful atmosphere. It was loud and happy place and everyone was laughing and a shoe went flying through the air. I approached the music teacher and told her I play horn. She was giddy. She told me about all the bands they have at the school and about the music they play and stuff they do, and before I knew it I was going to fall music camp.

It was the most fun I’d ever had with music ever. I made so many friends and began to come out of my shell. She complemented my playing and instead of berating me when I played it wrong she would help me. She made me excited to play my instrument, something I hadn’t felt in two years. Recently for a solo in class, she brought in her own horn and played with me so I could hear how it sounded and felt. She nor any of my band mates made me feel horrible about myself again. I’ve only ever cried once at a rehearsal this year. I started to get way more confident. I can play when she calls on me. It’s hard to believe I’ve only been at this school for seven months.

I told my new teacher at the beginning of the year, right off the bat, I would never play a solo for her.

Today, at festival, I played a solo in front of a heck of a lot of people and an adjudicator.

I have no idea why I kept playing horn at my old school when he made me feel so bad about myself. But that doesn’t really matter now. I’m happy at my new school and really proud of how far I’ve come. It really goes to show you what the difference between a good and bad teacher can make for a student.

got7 reactions: married life.

HERE IT IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I HAVE BEEN VERY SIDETRACKED, BUT HERE IT IS NOW AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT. TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT.

ALSO I AM ALWAYS LOOKING TO MAKE NEW FRIENDS SO DONT HESITATE TO MESSAGE ME AND AS ALWAYS MY REQUEST BOX IS OPEN.


JB: married life with Jaebum in my opinion would be very domestic. Dinner together every night, or as many nights as he can. Breakfast together at the dining table, date nights on the weekends, buying furniture and going grocery shopping together JB strikes me as someone who would kill for all those marriage life he sees on TV. He strikes me as someone who wants the normal stuff and enjoys it. Cooking together and sleeping in each other’s arms every night, he would want it all.

Originally posted by curlstae

Mark: married life with mark, my lord I can picture it already (*cough* not my bias or anything *cough *) married life with mark would be serene and peaceful. He would want to pamper and take care of his lovely wife, little surprises here and there, cooking for her, drawing her a bath. But also it would be water gun fights in the house and pushing her in the pool. Dragging her out to a different adventure every time. Raising coco together and maybe get another dog.

Originally posted by thekpopquartet

Jinyoung: married life with Jinyoung would be very romantic and domestic, kind of like JB. He seems very traditional and it feels like his married life would be the same. Date night, romantic dinner in candlelight, cheesy romantic gestures, rose petals on the bed with candles all around when he forgot an anniversary or a date. Drawing you a bubble bath and joining you to give you a massage when you tell him you had a long day. Overall romantic and traditional.

Originally posted by markjin

Jackson: this man was made to be a husband (*cough * right Lisa @jisawang *cough *) he would be the protective kind. Always making sure his wife was okay and healthy and would pamper her every chance he got, which would end up being every other day. He would try to rope her into his workout sessions, which all depending on his S/O would be either very easy or very hard. He would want to have romantic nights making sure you know how much he loves you *wink wink * and other times he would come home frustrated and just pin you to the wall. Married life with Jackson will be praises and adoration from him and from you, reminding him of what a beautiful talented man he is whenever he starts doubting.

Originally posted by markjin

Youngjae: oh my sweet sweet child, my little sunshine. Married life would be just that; sunshine. Everyday would be so bright and joyful he would make sure you are always happy and smiling. (Which would be hard not to cause that angels smile would be contagious.) He would be so caring and attentive to you. He would want to sing you to sleep to you every night or really every chance he got. Cooking in the kitchen; sing, cleaning the house; sing, taking a shower; sing. You would be blessed with that boys vocals everyday. He would probably get a dog in the first few months of your married life, if you didn’t have one already. He would be very playful, going out to the park, the beach, the pool, amusement park you name it, if you can play and have maximum fun, you bet your ass you are doing it. I just love that boy so much, CHERISH HIM!

Originally posted by huggableyoungjae

Bambam: okay dabdab. Dear lord I hope you like memes. That boy would want you guys to always be trendy. Follow every new Internet trend, fashion trend, food trend; you name it, if its top 10 you are making your life about it. He is a fashionista so life with him would always be fashionable. He will probably drag you shopping every week, so if you don’t like shopping like myself, brace yourselves, and learn to love it cause its gonna be a big part of your life. He would be very playful, cracking jokes, playing pranks, teasing. Your house life wouldn’t be domestic per say but it will never be boring.  You would be in bed getting ready to sleep and end up both laughing so hard you have tears running down your face. Bambam would always make sure you were happy, and would find a way to make it up to you if you had a fight or forgot a date. Married life with Bambam would be silly jokes and all the trends he can find and a lot of laughs, there will never be a dull moment.

Originally posted by wassereis

Yugyeom: okay this little bunny, this sinful bunny am I right ladies no? Okay lets just get right to it. Married life with this bun would be giggly, let me explain. This boy is pretty much shy no matter what he lets on, on stage. So even though you guys would be married it would be whole new experience for him. Even if you have been living together prior, for him it will feel like the first time all over again. He is gonna be excited for everything with you. Late nights of him showing you a new choreography, boasting to his hyungs when you make him lunch, eating breakfast together and supper would be the things he will be very serious about. Spending as much time as possible with each other and making sure you are eating. He would be a flirt, now when I say flirt I mean just with you. He would flirt just like the very first day he met you. He would feel excited about getting into the domestic life and would be extra on all those ordinary things married couples do. Married life with Yugyeom will be somewhat innocent and pure but also exciting and safe. You will never feel insecure or unstable cause he will make sure of it. *whispers * protect him*      

Originally posted by chichangyu

Poisoned Soul

Characters: Y/N Y/L/N, Jensen Ackles, Danneel Harris, JJ Ackles (mentioned), Twins (sorta mentioned)     

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Jensen x Danneel

Warnings: Drug use, feeling like you are not enough, this is angsty as hell and there is a warning that I am not listing here but you can find it in the tags if you want.     

Word Count: 2300ish

A/N: This is written for @supernatural-jackles birthday challenge. I am so sorry about this Jen, but no matter what I did my brain kept going angsty with this song <3

My prompt was Angeles by Jensen Ackles - I used the theme of the song and my interpretation of the lyrics rather than the actual lyrics.

Thanks a billion to @blacktithe7 for betaing and helping me get this one just right.

Jensen stared at the TV, and he felt as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be her. Someone must have been staying at her place. This had to be a mistake, but the new anchor seemed sure in his convictions.

“In the early hours this morning, country-rock singer Y/N Y/L/N was found dead in her Beverly Hills apartment. Cause of death is a presumed drug overdose. Last year, Y/L/N spend some time in a recreational home, trying to overcome her battles with addiction, but it seems as the young star lost her battle….  

Jensen’s chest started to tighten, and his ears began ringing, making the speaker’s voice a faint background noise. His breathing got heavier as he started struggling against his tears. This couldn’t be happening. Y/N couldn’t be gone.

“Oh my God,” his wife’s voice sounded a million miles away, and Jensen didn’t realize he had even been holding his breath before her hand rested on his back. As the air left his chest, Jensen fell to his knees, and Danneel followed him down, wrapping her arms around him as Jensen clung to her as if she was his only lifeline.

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Reggie Mantle x Reader:  PART SIX THE ARTIST & THE JOCK

A/N: This is the last part of this imagine. I am pretty happy on how it turned out, hopefully you guys like it too. I hope it lives up to your expectations. I also didn’t want to drag this longer than it needed.

Words: 1747

Summary: Shizz goes down, but you and Reggie make up.

Spoilers: N/A

Warnings: Some curse words I think

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five


You woke up early on Monday morning because you didn’t want to face your parents since they gave you the weekend to think about the contract, but you knew if you turned it down once again they’ll only find a way for you to accept it. As much you as you wanted to be with Reggie this was not the way to do it. He also seemed pretty busy the couple of days, he seemed happy with Veronica and she was your friend and you couldn’t do this.

As you rushed out of your house wind in your hair, headphones placed in your ears as the music distracted you in the humid morning. You focused your eyes on the ground where the dew droplets resided in the grass. As much as you were avoiding him, you needed to speak with Reggie about this whole situation.

You walked in the coffee shop and ordered your usual and kept your slow pace in no rush to get to school.

As you were there early you decided to go straight to the art room and paint or draw something to calm your nerves.

You thought about how on Saturday afternoon Reggie ignored your comment about him only telling you how he felt to please his parents and get you to accept that stupid contract. About how Veronica was so happy with him, probably thinking you set them up; but all you wanted was for them to separate. You hated how you thought this. You couldn’t let your smile come up when you thought about Reggie being a bit jealous of Jughead, but that smile faded quickly as you were interrupted by you art teacher telling you the bell rang and it was time to get ready for your first class.

You made your way swiftly to your locker to collect your textbook, and he was there leaning on it and as much as you wanted to clear things up, you couldn’t face him. You stared right at him and your stomach went crazy, it was an attack of butterflies.

You walked up to your locker and nothing came out of your lips, it’s like you were in a trance.

Until your trance was broken by his mouth as he spoke “Hey, um can we talk?” as he moved so you could open your locker and take out your textbook.

“Not right now Reg” you claimed.

“Then when, you can’t ignore me forever (Y/N)” he reasoned with a desperate look in his brown eyes.

“I know that, but, not here” you signed soon distracted by the bell and you rushed out of there to your first class.

The day went by and lunch was finally here and you made your way to your usual table with Jughead, Betty, Archie, Kevin and Veronica.

All you wanted was your old life back where Reggie was just a friend, where your parents did as much work to ignore you and you were the neutral ground. But that you was gone after this whether you made a decision or not, you were no longer the girl who did everything to please everyone. All you wanted was to suppress your feelings for Reggie, you wanted your old Riverdale back when it was just a happy town.  You were also tired of doing everything for everyone.

You took your seat next to Jughead, hoping your friends would distract you from your thoughts.

That was until everything caught up with you and you wished it never happened, and that you didn’t have to hide it from your friends.

“Hey Reggie” the beautiful raven haired girl cheered while showing off her pearls as he appeared at your table.

“Hey Ron, umm, can we talk?” Reggie directed towards you and you stood up because you might as well get this over with.

“OH MY GOD! (Y/N)” the red haired bombshell squealed as you turned confused as to why she was so cheery and she took you and Reggie into a hug and all your friends gave her puzzled looks.

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” Cheryl continued.

“What are you talking about?” you questioned looking over your shoulders to Reggie and your friends.

“Oh, come on you tell them, but not me? How dare you?!” she kept on questioning and your brain was so slow it didn’t catch on to what she was referring to.

“What? What didn’t she tell you?” Kevin added.

“Seriously they’re all in on it, well whatever, I know now and I’m so happy for you” she raged.

“About what? What did I do?” you were still oblivious to what she was asking and you wished you hadn’t pushed the answer once she revealed it.

“You and Reggie of course, my parents told me all about it, well I overheard your moms telling my mom this morning. You guys make a cute couple. I’m so happy for you!” you stood there frozen, you wanted to run but your feet stood still and the next sequence of events happened to fast.

“What?!?!” Veronica screeched and the whole table gasped.

“No Ron, I- I- it’s not-” was that came out of your mouth as she stood up and planted a slap on your cheeks and Reggie pushed her away.

“Come on” Reggie spoke softly as tears started to surface on your face and he grabbed your hand to walk away.

“No!” you retorted as you let go and Jughead stood up to get you out of there.

“Let’s go” Jughead spoke as he started to take you away and put his arm around you.

“Norman Bates, mind your own business this is between us” Reggie claimed as he removed Jughead’s arm off you and pushed him.

Jughead hated the way Reggie was sometimes so he pushed him back and they started to fight as you and Archie went up to them to separate them.

“I need time” you spoke to Reggie and walked away with Jughead.

You left school early trying to get away from all of the mess, and you were so happy that your parents weren’t home.

How could they do this? Did Reggie know again and is that why he wanted to talk to you?

“This is all my fault” you proclaimed as you got a snack for Jughead since lunch was kind of eventful.

“Hey, it’s not your fault (Y/N)” Jughead reassured you.

“No, it is. I do everything for my parents to make them happy, so they could be proud of me, but no matter how I do it will never be enough. I want everyone happy that I don’t even think about my own happiness. This was so easy, no matter what I chose my parents knew if they did something about it I would accept it, I am such a pushover.” You ranted

“What do mean whatever you chose? Your parents want you with Reggie? Isn’t that a good thing you like him.” Jughead asked as he furrowed his eyebrow and you knew there was no way out of this one, so you told him the truth.

“Just talk to him, I know I’m not his biggest fan, but I’ll deal for you. Also you are going to need to talk to Veronica, I’m sure she’ll understand” Jughead pointed out as he left you.

You texted and called Veronica so you could talk to her and explain the situation, but she didn’t answer.

You were soon distracted by the knock on your window which revealed the tall handsome Reggie as you opened your window.

“That used to be easier” he chuckled trying to break the tension entering your bedroom.

“I like what you’ve done with the pla-” he stated as you interrupted him. Your body took over as you placed one of your hands behind his neck and pressed your lips on his and he moved his hands to your waist.

The kiss was passionate and slow and you didn’t want it to end.

“I’m sorry about this whole mess, I didn’t think it would get this bad” he confessed as you both moved to your bed and sat there.

“Do you actually like me? Or did you just tell me all that stuff because of the contract?” you mentioned.

“If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t have kissed you like that. I promise my feelings for you are 100% real” he added as he put his arm around your waist and you laid your head on his shoulder

“What about Veronica?” you questioned him.

“Nothing happened, I promise you. Not one kiss. I like you, yes I was stupid to call her after the dinner I just wanted to forget about being rejected from the only girl I ever cared about” he chimed in as he kissed your forehead.

“I didn’t reject you, I was just confused. You’re the one that left me, your chose your popularity after you promised you would be there for me and I promised you the same. I kept my promise, whenever you called I was there.” You confirmed as he grabbed your hand.

“No words will ever be enough to show you how sorry I am. You started hanging out with Archie and them, especially Wednesday Addams I- I just assumed you preferred him, and I don’t make the best decisions” Reggie sighed.

“It’s Jughead, and he is just my best friend, if you want anything to do with me you’re going to have to deal with Jughead” You countered as he smiled.

“So you’re saying we can like be a thing? For real, like you’re going to be my girlfriend? I’m going to be your boyfriend?” he said with a smile on his face and you smiled back.

“Yours, no contract, and we have to talk to Veronica and our parents” you explained as you pecked his lips once more.

“For you, anything babe” he concluded as he kissed your hand.

So you talked to Veronica, not expecting her to be so understanding, but once you told her the truth she embraced you in a tight hug and apologized for slapping you.

Later you talked to your parents at yet another dinner, and they were quite happy of course. Although to get under their skin you and Reggie somehow always forgot when their events and banquets took place and sometimes you would take drives to the old cabin and revisit the tree where your initials were carved inside a heart and just be together.

Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

DannyMay Day Fourteen: Dragon/Castle

…Incredible how time flies when you’re not trapped in the dark ages. It felt like just yesterday Sir. Daniel, Lady Sam and Sir. Tucker liberated my kingdom. It is always a treat whenever they visit me. I must prepare soon.

After all, the anniversary is today.

Today is a historic day for me and my people. For today marks the day we stepped out of the dark ages and into the future. We are currently in, I believe Lady Sam called it the “Victorian Age”. I have selected my best gown and finest jewelry for this occasion. The feast is in preparation as we speak and the people are all invited.

I could never thank Sir. Daniel enough for everything he and his companions have done for me. To be so young and be that brave and selfless, I am always praying for his good fortune. Though he is known as the savior of the Ghost Zone, I still worry about him. He is still a child. I wonder if he has had enough to eat. Hopefully he is sleeping enough. I wonder if-

There I go again, acting like his mother. I cannot help it, however, he reminds me of my own son. Though I’m glad he and his father have moved on, I do miss them terribly. They were my world before my brother arrived and destroyed it. I’m glad he has been dealt with. No siblings should have a relationship like that. I’m glad Lady Jazmine is so loving of Sir. Daniel.

I had almost forgotten, today is also a human holiday Sir. Daniel has made me aware of. Today is also a day to celebrate mothers. I wonder-

“Dora! We’re here!”

We? I was not aware that Sir. Daniel would bring guests. No matter. All are welcome. Oh. Oh my. Sir. Daniel has brought is mother and father as well as Lady Sam and Sir. Tucker! Oh no, what is this! They bare gifts?

“Sir. Daniel and company welcome, it is a pleasure to finally meet the mother and father of the great savior of the Ghost Zone”

“HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!”

“W-what?”

“Well since I’ve met you you’ve always looked out for me and kinda been like my ghost mom. You always make sure I’m fed and have had enough sleep. So…yeah this is for you”

I’m speechless. I know that I’ve projected onto him but to think he thinks of me as a second mother? I-I…oh bother…here come the water works. As I look at them they are all smiling warmly at me. I never thought I would feel familial warmth again.

They come and embrace me as a group. I am truly blessed to have people like these in my afterlife. Today is truly a glorious day, for more than one reason.

“Thank you all from the bottom of my heart”

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hi everyone! i would firstly like to thank u all for the notes on my last post about learning anything in 3 steps! i am so grateful and happy that i can help people study and achieve what they want to achieve! 

today i decided to make a post about the night before the exam. for me, i get incredibly anxious at this time and i start doubting myself and all the hard work i have put in. however, i want everyone to know that these feelings are normal, and in order to deal with them, i have made a post to help u out!! no matter what happens in the exam, you will come out a better person for it, knowing more than u did when u went in. this can be difficult to realise the night before so i hope this post gives u some tips in dealing with those nasty feelings!

i’m so proud of you and what you will achieve, no matter what!

best luck and wishes to all,

shakespearestudies

asmr channels that are 10/10 (idrk how to explain what it actually is, but all these channels should have some info on it in the description bar if ur unsure!!):

albinwhisperland // whispersred // psychetruth // lauralemurex 

{{Some fluff, fluff, fluff for everyone!! And listen, I really want Maggie to have more friends, okay XD I hope you guys enjoy it ^^ @queercapwriting }}

There is a cop pouring herself a cup of coffee next to them, as they sit awkwardly on a bench in the precinct waiting for their brother to be released. They hear the cop make a disgusted noise as she takes a sip from her mug.

“Ooh! I was just about to tell you not to try that.” The teen hears another officer say, but he’s in uniform.

“Not fast enough, rookie!” Her tone is playful, and the teen notices that dimples appear on the detective’s cheeks.

“I’m about to do a coffee run, do you want anything?” The officer asks.

“A soy latte would be amazing.” The teenager notices the dimples again.

“That’s disgusting, Sawyer. I don’t know how Alex puts up with you…” He says jokingly, making Detective Sawyer playfully punch his shoulder.

“That’s because they love me, Johnson! Maybe one day you’ll find someone who puts up with your crappy tastes too.”

“I hope so, but not everyone is so lucky to find a girl-” His eyes widen, and he quickly corrects himself, “Not everybody is so lucky to find someone as amazing as Alex.” Rubbing the back of his neck, the officer says, “Sorry, Maggie.”

The kid feels like their heart racing inside their chest; had they heard that right?? Is this gorgeous detective dating someone who goes by the same pronouns as they do?? And had they really just heard the officer correct himself and apologize for his mistake?? Are they dreaming? They must be…“

“It’s alright, man. Sometimes slip-ups happen, but you corrected yourself, and I know you didn’t mean anything by it.” Maggie says softly.

Matt Johnson is a rookie who is quickly becoming good friends with Maggie. They have been getting closer since he starting going to the precinct’s LGBT+ meetings, and taking part in their outreach program along with Maggie.

“Thanks, Mags. Alex’s here, right? Can I get them anything?” Matt asks.

“They are questioning a suspect, yeah. Oh, you can ask them~” The teen notices Maggie smiling brightly, seemingly looking at someone.

Following her line of sight, the teenager sees this bad-ass, gorgeous-looking person smiling back at Maggie and Matt. ‘This can’t be the person the cops were talking about!’ The teen thinks, and they have to contain themselves not to squeal when Alex discreetly rubs small circles on Maggie’s back before pulling their hand back.

“Matt here is going to be a hero and do a coffee run. Want anything, Danvers?” Maggie asks with such a bright smile, and with such love in her eyes that the teen feels their cheeks flushing, and they are forced to look away, because they feel like they are intruding.

Johnson apparently feels the same way, because he groans, saying, “You two give me cavities…”

Alex scoffs, but they are blushing now. “A double-shot of espresso would be great.” They reply, noticing the teenager sitting next to them.

“That’s almost as bad as Sawyer’s soy latte. Almost.”

“Oh, get outta here already, rookie!” Maggie playfully swats at his shoulder, and Matt pretends to be hurt, wincing dramatically.

“You’re lucky I like Alex so much, Sawyer, otherwise I wouldn’t bring you your coffee.” He says with a smug smile, as he starts heading toward the exit.

“I think you meant how much you fear them!” Maggie shouts after him, and she is oblivious to how fast she makes the teen’s heart beat, because she said it out loud again. Them. And Alex is standing right there, looking all proud and comfortable in their own skin; and it makes the kid believe that maybe, just maybe they can grow up to be like this amazing person standing in front of them.

Oh, shit! Is Alex staring at them?

Alex crosses their arms over their chest, and gives the kid a small, tentative smile.

Crap! Yes, yes, they are!

The teenager becomes beet red, and promptly looks away, making Alex and Maggie share a knowing look.

“I have some paperwork to go through.” Maggie says, winking at Alex before walking back to her desk.

Alex casually sits next to the kid, and they both sit there kind of awkwardly stealing glances at each other for a few seconds before Alex asks, “What’s your name, kid?”

“Anna.” They reply in a heartbeat. “Shit! No, I mean, that’s my given name, but I prefer to go by McKenzie. My friends call me Mac, or Kenzie…either one is fine…”

Alex smiles softly, watching the kid squirm, and fidget with zipper on their jacket. “Nice to meet you, Mac. I’m Alex.” They offer their hand, and when the teen shakes it, Alex asks, “What are you doing here, Mac? Are you in any trouble?”

“No, no!!” Their eyes widen, and they hurry to explain, “I’m here for my brother. He got into some stupid fight at a bar, and he’s being released today.”

Alex frowns slightly. “And where are your parents?”

Mac starts fidgeting again, looking away from Alex. “It’s just me and him…”

“And is he good to you?”

The teenager chuckles a little, and nods. “Yeah. He isn’t the brightest, you know? Makes some questionable life choices from time to time, hence why I’m here right now, but he is trying his best.”

Alex doesn’t realize how tense they are until they feel their body relaxing at McKenzie’s answer. “Okay… Good.”

They fall silent again, but after a while, Alex hears Mac asking quietly, “How did you know it wasn’t a phase? That you really wanted to stick with they, them as your pronouns?”

Alex smiles softly, and they consider the question seriously before replying, “Well, when I was first coming to terms with my sexuality, I made that very same question about it, and a very smart, and insanely beautiful detective told me that it wasn’t a phase, that I deserve to be happy. So, when I started questioning my gender, I tried to keep that in mind, that no matter what, I had to do what would ultimately make me happy, and every time I hear someone referring to me as they or them, I get that weird, but really good feeling inside, you know? So I must have made the right choice.” Alex grins, and leans closer to the teen to stage-whisper, “Besides, every time I start doubting myself, that same gorgeous detective is there to knock some sense into me.”

And they both laugh when they hear Maggie going, “My ears are burning, Danvers!” But before Mac can ask anything else, they see their brother walking toward them.

“Anna!” He hugs them tightly. “I’m so sorry, okay? I promise this will never happen again.”

Alex gives Mac a questioning look at the name their brother used, and they just give Alex a small smile, shaking their head. “Some people need to go step by step…baby steps, at that!” Mac chuckles.

Alex notices that Mac doesn’t seem too bothered, and they look genuinely happy to be with their brother so they decide to let it go. “Here,” Alex says, taking a card from their wallet. “This is my number. Call me, or text me if you ever want to talk, okay?”

Mac’s eyes sparkle, and they forget all about their shyness, surprising Alex with a tight hug. “Thank you.” They whisper, before pulling back, and taking the card.

Maggie comes up to Alex, and they watch McKenzie walk away with their brother. “You did great, babe.” She whispers, resting a hand on Alex’s back.

Turning to look at Maggie, Alex grins, “Well, I do have a gorgeous detective that inspires me.”

“Oh,” Maggie scoffs playfully, “Shut up, Danvers!” And they both laugh, bumping shoulders lightly as they walk toward Matt who just arrived with their drinks.

Do we really need to know the absolute truth?

I don’t worry about believing anything. The truth is the truth no matter what my opinion or perception is and I don’t know the truth about Sam and Cait. The truth can’t change based on my belief or even lack of belief.

I don’t really care. I mean I could try to come to a conclusion but I don’t think I have enough information.

Some might feel they do but there are way too many variables for me.

I like them together and that’s what makes me happy. So I am a fan of that. It would be nice to verify that they are a couple but it’s not necessary and there are a lot things going on in their lives that i have absolutely no clue about. Any way i look at it doesn’t make sense so i choose to stay on the side of them being together because I like it.

Just watching them makes me feel like they are together. It’s a common reaction to them and it’s true for tons of people. Probably the majority of people who meet them and see them interact think they are together. They are asked about their chemistry so much because it’s palpable. Maybe their emotional/spiritual connection is something I have no familiarity or understanding of and neither do most people and it’s their own special brand of uhh, I dunno, them, and that manifests in this beautiful visible exciting connection between them that inspires others. Maybe they are actually together and really contorting themselves to hide it. Maybe they aren’t. Maybe they have an open relationship. Who knows?

Just watch their goodbye Scotland hello South Africa video and try not to smile. Just watch their ECCC announcement and try not to smile. They are gold together.

The magic of chemistry is that you can’t fake it. That’s why they have chemistry tests. If it were just down to good acting, you could put any two good actors together and have chemistry. But you can’t. Caitriona and Sam have IT and they have IT together. I’m here for IT. I keep my eyes on them. F- the peripherals.

EXO react their girlfriend getting ill and having to stay home

a/n: this is a cute prompt, hope you enjoy! I’m still somewhat nervous at writing reactions so wish me luck ~ Juni

Xiumin:

Minseok would be worried, but wouldn’t overreact and insist on staying by your side. He’d make sure he doesn’t get ill, but wouldn’t shy away from being at your side no matter what. He’d make sure you take your medicine and stay warm. He’d be more than happy to spend those couple of days with you, binging your favourite drama.

Luhan:

Luhan would comfort you. Even as you tried to apologise for being so utterly useless during these few days, he’d wrap his arms around you and shush you. “When else will I get to show you how manly I can be?” He’d joke before reassuring you that he absolutely didn’t mind taking care of you. He wouldn’t be too worried, as the doctor said you’d be fine after resting up, but he’d make sure you did rest and kept a smile on your face.

Kris:

Kris would be a bit rough in his way of taking care of you. He’d make you healthy food, even if you didn’t like it, make sure you took your gross medicine and make you go to bed extra early. But he’d only be doing that because he’s worried and would want you to get better quickly. He’d stay by you as you fell asleep and keep you warm if you were cold. There would be no arguing with him, you had to finish the soup and ginger tea, even if you hated ginger. But it’d be his way of caring.

Suho:

Junmyeon would be the overly doting mother who calls the doctor daily to make sure he’s doing the right thing and that he isn’t going to accidentally kill you because he missed the time to give you your medicine by a few minutes. He’d bring you a plushie, chocolate, cupcakes, ice cream and then take them away when he realises they’d only be making things worse. He’d ask you often if you’re okay, how you’re feeling, if you wanted to go to hospital, or wanted an extra blanket. He’d only relax when you assured him you just wanted a hug.

Lay:

Yixing would be content with spending the next few days hugging you and singing you songs when you can’t sleep. He’d make sure he sets an alarm for your medicine, since he just might forget it, and he’d really do his best to take care of you in anyway. He’d be happy to have an opportunity to spend time with you and catch up on sleep. He would be very relaxed about the situation, but would make frequent check-ups on your health and be attentive and caring.

Baekhyun:

Baekhyun would do everything in his power to make these few days fun. Yes, you would binge his favourite show and he would try to feed you ice cream before Kyungsoo informed him it was a terrible idea. He poke fun at you for being boring and not having the energy to have fun with him, but he wouldn’t mean it. He’d take very good care and make sure you were in a good mood, because being happy meant a fast recovery. He would be very careful not to get sick though.

Chen:

Jongdae would be an absolute darling. He’d sing you ballads (and heal you with his high notes) while you laid in bed, and joke about you looking ghostly. Dae would be down to cuddle. In fact, it would be the perfect opportunity to be extra cuddly for once. Lots of hugs and kisses and tickles. And also, the inevitable complaining when you told him he was being too clingy and you were too hot. But in the end, you would also enjoy his soft breath on your neck while you tried to go to sleep, and his warm arms around you when you shivered.

Chanyeol:

Chanyeol would be lowkey worried and overreact a little. Not really knowing what to do, he’d regularly ask if there’s anything he can do to help or make you more comfortable. He’d keep a positive attitude though and crack jokes and keep the mood up with his naturally radiant personality. He’d also think it’s a perfect opportunity to help you perfect your gaming skills, and maybe invite Baekhyun over to help him tutor you. They would just end up playing together while you laughed and enjoyed the show from the couch.

D.O:

Kyungsoo would go total mom mode. He would cook delicious but healthy meals, make sure you didn’t snack on anything unhealthy, keep you on schedule for taking you medicine and make sure you slept. He’d be very attentive to any changes in your temperature or cough and would periodically bring you some hot ginger honey and lemon water. He’d be a bit concerned, though he wouldn’t panic. It’s just that your health isn’t a laughing matter to him. Also expect more affectionate touches than usual. Soft forehead touches, hand holding and back rubbing when you coughed.

Tao:

Zitao would be hella worried. He’d look extensively into your symptoms and make a big deal out of it. “What if you die? I couldn’t bear to lose you. We’ve barely spent enough time together.” You’d have to assure him you’re nowhere near dying. He’d still be very open with the fact that he’s worried. He’d also be worried for his own health and would take very necessary precaution to make sure he didn’t get one bit ill. However, dramatic panda would turn all squishy when you demanded hugs and would give them gladly, happy to hold his favourite person in his arms.

Kai:

Jongin would be worried. He’d be scared you over worked and pushed yourself too hard, so he’d be extra careful with you. He’d also be glad to take some rest by your side. As much as he doesn’t want to admit it, he too was close to collapsing from overwork, so a few days at home with you would be welcome. That would mean sitting on the couch hugging the dogs for hours, going over dance practice videos and praising him while he notices mistakes and long, loving hugs in complete and comfortable silence until the both of you fell asleep.

Sehun:

Sehun would make a big deal out of it and pouting. “Aah, we have a concert soon, you better be healthy by then, I can’t miss that.” What he really means is, he doesn’t want you to miss it. He likes having you in the crowd. He likes winking at you and having a hundred girls scream, believing it was aimed that them. So he’d be eager for you to get better. He’d bring Vivi over and the three of you would have a sleep over. Skin care, brushing Vivi, gossiping and watching a silly drama. He’d make sure you took your medicine and pretend to be reluctant when you asked for a hug, but would end up being the one to not want to let go of you afterwards.

//hope you enjoyed! I had to go back and change the gifs because over half were black and white lol

Regret - Part 4

Originally posted by pawjohnny

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Genre: angst, fluff, slight smut

Pairing: Johnny x Reader, Taeyong x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: *REQUESTED* You find out that your boyfriend has been cheating on you and you leave him. Almost a year later, he realizes that he hasn’t quite gotten over you and he tries to get you back.

The last person Johnny expected to see on his business trip was you. He hadn’t seen you in about a year. He hadn’t seen you, heard from you, or anything like that. He heard that you were doing well from one of your mutual friends, but that was all he knew.

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Political Animals-Part 8

This is an A/B/O AU.  You are the Omega artist daughter of Naomi Novak, a world-class heart surgeon who is running  for Mayor of New York City.  After a meeting where your mother’s advisors call you a “liability”, she tells you that if you don’t do as your told she will cut you off.  You storm out and wind up in a bar a few blocks away.

The hottest Alpha you have EVER laid eyes on with a scent so mouthwatering you’re practically drooling offers to buy you a drink.  It’s just a drink, right? What do you have to lose? Only everything.

Characters: Omega! Reader, Beta! Naomi Novak, Alpha! Castiel Novak, Omega! Meg Novak, Claire Novak, Jimmy Novak, Alpha! Sam Winchester, Alpha! Dean Winchester, Alpha! John Winchester, Omega! Jo Harvelle

Big thanks to @moansmisha  for letting me use some of her ideas from this post.

Master List

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

Parts in bold are text messages

As Sam and I left my mother’s townhouse, I felt lighter than I had in years.  The weight of having to hide my relationship with Sam had affected me more than I realized.  

Sam’s hand was warm and strong in mine as we walked away.  I paused for a moment and looked back at the only home I had ever known.  In my minds eye I replayed some happy memories of this place.  I saw Cas and I playing tag out front as kids, and my Dad teaching me how to ride a bike. 

But the happy memories were far outweighed by anger, anxiety and sadness after my Dad died.  I had wasted so much time trying to please my Mother. I realized now that no matter what I did, I would always be a living reminder of her lost love.

But that was all behind me now.  I saw my mother for who she really was, and I was done playing her games.  That part of my life was over. Never again would I let anyone make me feel inferior for being an Omega. 

 I looked over at Sam and he smiled as he leaned in and kissed me gently,  right out in the open.  “Are you ready to go?” He asked me.

“More than ready.” I whispered.

This place was my past, and Sam Winchester was my future.

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Delusional?

Okay. First try. Usually I’m not that kind of fan who writes a meta or something like that. I’m not that good with words, when it’s not my mother tongue. But this is something I have to write off of me now. It bothers me. I’m doing this mostly to reassure myself, that I’m NOT seeing things. Well, I hope so. Sorry in advance but…Please, listen…

So, I have this dear friend of mine (who’s a huge fan of BBC’s Merlin and loves The 100 as well), whose opinion I value very high, and she said a thing, that I can’t get out of my mind now. She said that everything Bellarke-related, the slight touches, all the stares, might be unintentional acting, especially by Clarke. And I considered it, I really did, to maybe be true. BUT… Then again… I’m a huge ArMor (Arthur/Morgana)-shipper (Merlin BBC), and you may think of this ship whatever you like but… In season 1 - and most of that fandom agree with this, as well as the actors themselves (Bradley James/Arthur Pendragon even said in an interview, that “they clearly fancied each other” in season 1) – they were written as a potential couple/love interest for each other. No-one can tell me otherwise. There are far too many hints/evidences for that, far too many “glances” and “touches” and even “words”, although they never really got together… Sounds familiar? (But due to the storyline and the introduction of ArWen (Arthur/Guinevere) as a pairing it was kind of clear that the writers would drop ArMor at some point – although it’s part of the Arthurian Legend itself. But that’s another story…)

What I’m trying to say is this: If you/we consider ArMor a thing in season 1 of Merlin and say/admit, that at this point they clearly fancied each other/had a crush on each other, how on earth can anyone POSSIBLY think, that Bellarke is unintentional at all?! I mean… Have a look at that if you please… (Disclaimer: GIF’s not mine! All rights to the owners.)

These are my ArMor-baes….

And these are my Bellarke-baes…

And have a look at that

and now at this

And here too

And look at that…

And (EVEN MORE INTENSE!)

And… (this isn’t even only S1)

Bellarke:

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The angst…

Bellarke baes:

Hugs (be still my heart):

Last but not least (and very dear to me):

Bellarke:

Even L said/realized it’s true. “You care about him?” –

And let’s not forget all the fuss about “weakness”

Let’s Murphy have the last word (or Kane, or Jaha… or who else realized only because of all their (of course only) unconditional acting around each other that they clearly have a thing for each other…):

No.

The writers did all these things ON PURPOSE. It can’t be otherwise. And the cinematography speaks for itself. All the zooming in on their touches or stares… And the things they SAID to each other up until this point of the show, all the “I need you’s” and “I trust you’s”, all the “I’d do everything! Please don’t kill him’s” and “We can’t lose Clarke’s/I can’t lose you’s” (not to mention Bellamy’s -  completely unintentional of course… – decision to run after Clarke, even though he’s gravely wounded… or the latest “If you’re on that list, I’m on that list – Write it down or I will”-confession…),

Originally posted by jchnmurqhy

as well as all the other things like the epic hugs or the neck-nuzzles – and yes, Clarke’s nuzzling too (I TOTALLY would do this with a platonic friend of mine…unintentionally… of COURSE… who am I kidding >.<). Can it possibly be more obvious? I don’t know. But these are the facts. They can’t be overseen or ignored. And I think… even if I’m preoccupied because I’m a reader of the novels by Kass Morgan, there’s definitely a visual (sexual) tension between our lovelies. And I think they were planned right from the start. As the slow burn of all slow burn-relationships - to keep up the tension. That’s why there are so many hints even in the first series. If there would be ANYTHING that reassures me that Bellarke is endgame at last, than I could endure EVERYTHING on the way, even one-night-stands and other crushes. *sigh*

So… tell me guys… am I seeing things, or what? I wished, that my friend would be able to see the show through my eyes every now and then. The fact, that she smiles a bit over metas like this, or hardcore-shippers (and I am one of these) for that matter, saddens me more than I could’ve ever imagined. I have too much time I guess… *sigh* But that’s nothing we couldn’t solve or talk about. And that makes me happy again. I trust us. ;)

But please, guys, I’m not delusional, or…

boyfriend!jeonghan

Originally posted by wonnhao

  • nobody asked for this but i for real think about this everyday
  • jeonghan?? is a really good boyfriend when he’s not being a demon
  • it was pretty funny how you two got to know each other actually
  • you’re a stylist for seventeen so u already know your job is like,,, literal hell

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Then why are you with her?(Draco Malfoy Request)

Pairing: Draco X Reader


Warnings: mentions of abuse, violence, and jealous reader


Prompts: (29)“For once, stop pretending you’re okay! Just talk to me!” (15)“Why do you care?” (3)“Keeping silent on this matter doesn’t magically make things any better then they were.”


Requested by: @suuny96


△ To any of you struggling with family problems and or are being abused pls. remember you are loved and that you can message me anytime. I want to help. ☺︎

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You were beaten.

Not once, not twice, but four times.

By your mother.

It had started over the summer holidays.

Your mother had been coming home late and was usually pretty cranky. She had just lost her job at the Ministry and was taking it all out on you.

She seemed to hate you the most.

She would torture you for hours before your father had arrived home and pried her off of you.

Your beautiful skin now had bruises and cuts all over.

Your dad had told you it was best to have you stay with a friend instead of having her torture you all summer.

But who would you go to?

Your only true friend was Draco Malfoy, who your dad completely disapproved of. Your father didn’t like the Malfoys that much but knowing that it was here or them, he agreed to bring you there.

You swore to your father that you wouldn’t tell any of them about your situation at home and would cover your bruises and cuts and scars at all times. You were then instructed to say that your family had gotten a new cat and it scratched at you a lot.

“But dad? What will I say if they ask why am I supposed to stay with them?”, you say just before your father gave you the floo powder.

“Tell them that me and your mother are going to visit a friend of ours for the rest of the summer.”, he grins.

You hug your father.

“I’m sorry it has to be this way sweetheart.”, he says whilst pulling you closer.

You pull away, smiling at him and get in the fireplace.

“I love you dad.”

“I love you too sweetheart. Now off you go your mother’s starting to wake.”

“MALFOY MANOR!’, and just like that you’re gone.

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You find yourself in the Manor’s sitting room and you grin to yourself.

I’m safe, you think to yourself.

Draco spots you, with Pansy on his arm.

”(Y/N)!“, he says whilst helping you out of the fireplace.

Pansy glares at you from where they were.

“What are you doing here?”, he asks whilst dusting your shoulders off.

“I have to speak to your parents.”

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You now find yourself in the Malfoy dining room, with Narcissa to your left and Pansy in front of you.

Pansy was still glaring at you, it almost looked like her eyes were going to roll out of her sockets.

You eat your lamb chops and potatoes, not looking at the pug-faced girl in front of you.

“So (Y/N), why are you here?”, Lucius asks and looks at you.

“My parents are visiting a friend, they’re gonna be there for the rest of the holiday, sir.”, you say politely.

“And they expect us to take care of you, without any warning!”, Lucius slams on the table, making the tension grow.

“I just recently heard you lost your house elf sir. I could maybe do the chores around here sir. In exchange for my lodging.”, you say, hoping you weren’t going to be kicked out.

“No dear, it’s-”, Narcissa starts but gets cut off.

“Very well then. I suppose everyone is done with their meal. (Y/N) please clean up.”, Lucius says and leaves the table.

Pansy flashes a look of triumph at you and flips her plate. Dragging Draco with her.

Draco shoots you a look of pity and goes away with her.

“Now come on dear, I’ll help you.”, Narcissi smiles helping you fix the table.

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It had been two days since your arrival at the Manor and you were tired.

So much cleaning had to be done but you were happy.

Cooking meals with Narcissa and cleaning the fountain with Draco was fun.

Everything was fun except for that pug-faced witch.

She knew you had a slight crush on Draco and she rubbed it in your face that she was his and he was hers.

So when Draco reached out to you before you went to bed you were beyond surprised.

“(Y/N), why are you here?”

“My parents-”

“Really?”, he looked at you with determined eyes.

“I’ve already told you Draco, my parents are visiting a friend for the rest of the holidays. That’s all. Now let me sleep.”, you say closing the door.

“How are you?”, he stops the door and goes in your room.

No one really had asked you that since you came here.

No wonder you felt empty.

“I’m okay.”, you say to him but more to yourself, convincing yourself almost.

“No you’re not. I’ve seen the bruises and the scars (Y/N). You can’t lie to me. Now tell me why are you here?”

“I’m telling you Draco, I’m okay. I really am.”, you say to him whilst forcing a smile, avoiding his question.

For once, stop pretending you’re okay! Just talk to me!”, Draco raises his voice.

He moves closer to you and takes your hands.

“Why do you have them? The bruises and the scars.”, he says looking into your eyes.

Why do you care?”, you take your hands away from him and start pacing around the room.

“What happened? I’m not leaving till’ you tell me.”

“I- I was beaten b-by my m-mum.”, you whisper, knowing he won’t leave until you tell him the truth.

“How? How (Y/N)?”, he takes ahold of your hands  and looks in to your eyes once more.

You don’t answer, thinking about the pain your mum had caused you.

Keeping silent on this matter doesn’t magically make things any better then they were.”, he says, clearly frustrated.

“And what are you going to do if I tell you? What’re you going to do when I tell you every little detail? You’re gonna leave aren’t you? So here, she beat me four times Draco. Threw cigarette butts on me and used her wand to torture me. There. Are you happy? Now leave just like you said you would.”, you say, not daring to look at him, with tears streaming down your face.

“I’m sorry (Y/N).”, he says and tries to move closer to you but you stop him.

“(Y/N) this is what I’m going to do. I’m not gonna leave. I’m going to help you. I’m going to care for you just like you do for me.”

“But what about Pansy?”, you say, turning around to look at him.

“She doesn’t matter right now.”

“Yes she does! One minute your with me and suddenly your with her! So, once I’m finally okay, you’re just going to leave me like a finished piece of work? That’s not how it works Draco!”

“No (Y/N) baby, I’m gonna get rid of her. I never loved her. I always loved you.”

Then why are you with her?

He looks at you for a moment without saying a word to you.

“Exactly. Now get out.”

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Pt. 2 is up frens :)))))