ugh i love you too much

#1 Boyfriend

You were sitting on your couch reading a book when your phone lit up. 

Cisco: hey gurrlll, what you up too?

You smiled to yourself, putting your book down so you could use both hands to text your boyfriend back.

(Y/n): nm, after today i just want sleep and never move again

It only took a moment for him to text back.

Cisco: I hear you Cariño. Buuuuutt, here’s what i was thinking. You, me, a pineapple pizza and some Jaws. 

(Y/n): Ugh! That sounds amazing.

Cisco: Good, cause i’m right outside.

You scrunched your eyebrows together in confusion. “What?” Your head shot up as your door bell rang. You dropped your phone on the coffee table and walked over the couch to get to the door behind it.

Standing at the door of your apartment was your boyfriend Cisco Ramon, with a pineapple pizza in one hand and a copy of Jaws in the other. 

“Cisco!” You exclaimed a wide smile on your face. 

“Today was a rough day for everyone,” Cisco shrugged like him showing up was no big deal. “I know you said you wanted to be alone after today, but what kind of boyfriend would i be if i let you be miserable alone.” He walked past you into your apartment and set the pizza and the movie down on the coffee table. “So i thought, let’s be miserable together.”

“Oh Cisco,” you cooed, he was so amazing, you had no idea what you did to deserve someone as special as him. You wrapped your arms around his middle and pulled him close. “Thank you.” You pulled away just far enough so your noses touched. You stared into his kind, warm, brown eyes. The you moved close to give a small, but sweet kiss. “You are the best boyfriend in the multiverse.” You told him as you pulled away.

Cisco thought to himself for a moment. “That i am (Y/n), that i am.” 

You laughed as he pulled you in for another kiss, tonight was going to be a great night. 

A/n: i should have called this Cisco being a good boyfriend like… but i couldt resist the meme especially with the gif. 

To my knowledge Cariño means my sweetheart in Spanish.

This is new, me giving Cisco some love instead of Harry. I kinda like it, who knows maybe i’ll branch out do other characters, maybe. 

also can someone let me know if the gif is working, cause its frozen on my end….

movies that should exist: a pride & prejudice modern adaptation
starring mindy kaling as elizabeth bennet & jessica chastain as darcy fitzwilliam

“ugh. you LOVE me?”
“don’t make that face. it’s not like i want to. you’re loud and you talk too much about television for an adult and every single member of your family has friended me on facebook despite the fact that i’ve never spoken to most of them, and most of them have very poor punctuation. in fact, this whole situation is very embarrassing. like herpes. but like herpes, i don’t think it’s curable without taking action. so here i am. telling you. i love you.”
“can you even hear yourself right now?”
“so … what are your thoughts?”
“what are my thoughts? about your i-love-you-like-herpes speech?? which, p.s., herpes is incurable. that shit’s always gonna flare up again.”
“exactly. the metaphor is appropriate.”

Okay but like you know what

You know what I really want in this life?
I wanna have a conversation with Dan.
Like actually sit down and talk with him over coffee or tea
I don’t care if it’s a 3pm conversation or a 3 am conversation
I just wanna talk with him
Like he is so incredibly smart and the way he thinks is so mesmerizing and honestly refreshing and so I want to have a conversation with him
I want to listen to him speak and express himself and say what is on his mind
I want to talk about the universe and if he thinks that there is an afterlife
I want to know what ticks him off and what makes his heart burst with emotions
I want to know where he sees himself in ten years and if he ever gets emotional just thinking of how far he has come
You know what I want most in this world?
It’s to have a conversations with Dan
Not Dan Howell or danisnotonfire
Just Dan

MC during Jaehee's route
  • MC: ugh, I love jaehee so much ❤️
  • Yoosung: Hahah yeah you guys are such great best friends
  • MC: I wanna kiss her so bad
  • Yoosung: friendly.... love..?
  • MC: I'm proposing to Jaehee tomorrow I'm so excited!
  • Yoosung: ^\\^ Aw hahah! Because you're both single, u won't be alone!!
  • MC: iM GAY'!!!!
  • Yoosung: Haha yeah I'm happy too!

Favourite Person: *doesn’t talk to me all day*

me: i knew it all along….. truly thou dost not care for i, and i dost not care for thee……. 

fav: sorry i didn’t talk to you tonight i had so much homework ugh. goodnight, i love you

me: it’s ok, i love you too! what a great nice person, the best friend, my perfect darling………….

the thing about being a young woman is that they will take everything from you. and i mean everything. and they will make it about them. your makeup, your clothes, how much you eat. your attitude, your hairstyle, your gym routine. they will take your driving and your train stations and your video games. your sexuality as sexy, your gender identity as a fetish, your cooking. your tv shows and your high heels and every harmless thing. 

if they cannot eat it, if it does not satisfy them, it will be an immediate shame. they cannot control how much you put food into your body, so it is seen as disgusting. your love of starbucks is your vapid need, your comfortable boots are symbols of your inherent stupidity. your fake nails, your body’s natural cycles, the hair on you. bath bombs, pink, the low singing of women talking about depression. your crazy, your hyper, your laughter, your loud, your excited, your passions. the things which are yours, that do not belong to them, that cannot be taken and devoured like flower petals, cannot be sucked dry until the wilt forms in you. 

do not satisfy them. let them starve. let them shy from the sin of you, the unfettered sinfulness of loving taking up space.


He’s fast and she’s weird.

I saw this on my instagram feed just only because i don’t have a twitter account but i’m triggered af right now so let me tell you why Mark Lee deserves EVEYTHING and ANYTHING to have debuted . I know i have no rights to be saying all these but honestly get your salty ass back home and stop insulting him when he’s out there chasing his dream while you’re here making comments about him which you have no rights to be making too . And i’ve covered this person’s account’s name to avoid any problems .

1. If you really think he’s in every unit for no reason , sorry but sm thinks differently because obviously , they made him debut three times because he HAS potential and they want every unit to be equally as good so they placed Mark in every one to show his talents . I haven’t been there since his rookie days but watching his old videos , i can tell you right in your face that he has improved a whole lot and he’s determination and perserverance to become a better artist/rapper is so admirable , he DESERVES to be in every unit .

2. I can’t rap myself and i’m not some professional , but i can honestly tell you that out of sm , i see the most potential in him and his rapping style is much more different as compared to the rest . Sure , he may not be as good as other rappers but after all he’s only a rookie and he still has plenty of time to improve . Why would you criticise when you haven’t seen him at his fullest ?

3. He doesn’t ’ steal ’ parts away . The parts in songs are normally given by the producers , recorders and what else . Not every idol has the right to just choose their parts in songs that easily . I know about how you feel about Ten’s lines in 7th sense but truthfully , Ten’s in charge of dancing ( he’s the main dancer for a reason ) and Mark’s a rapper , Ten uses his body more to express the song and Mark likewise , needs to rap to show his position in the group .

4.What in the world is a ’ punchable face ’ ? Just because you don’t like someone’s face you don’t have to go into detail in insulting his talents and hard work . Sure , he may not be the best looking out of NCT and he may be ’ ugly ’ like what you said but being an idol isn’t all about looks only . If that’s the case what’s the point of long years of training just for debut ? You could just be good looking af , sign with the company and debut the next day , that easy . I’m fine with your opinions on how he looks and that he isn’t ’ good looking enough ’ but sorry , it isn’t a reason why you should hate on him and insult him because people need to recognise him for his work , not fully on his face and looks .

5.Last but not least , there are reasons why every korean artist has STYLISTS , these people style their clothes and accessories for then and they have to obey it because it’s part of their job . You have to respect what they are doing because i’m sure sometimes they themselves don’t even want to wear the clothes given to them . But again back to the point above , does his fashion sense really matter at all ? I know it may change your impressions on him but honestly would a piece of cloth affect his rapping ? Would it change his voice or something because apparently to you , it matters a lot . He’s human too and he can wear whatever he likes , he doesn’t need to wear clothes to suit your liking and please you , sorry , no it doesn’t work that way .

I’m so pissed and people may find this over-exaggerated but i’ve seen how hard Mark hurt and him constantly getting tired after all these schedules , yet people like her aren’t appreciating his efforts . Please support every member as much as you support your bias , all of them deserve better .

P.s she stans nct but hates Mark

another bday gift for another very sweet friend of mine hh

pexxastar-official  asked:

Hello ? i've been feeling little bit down lately .. cause i was told my Original Attack on Titan Character was told to be a Mary-Sue because of her hair color .... that is modern bright red ... i mean i don't saw anyone in the anime having a red hair i don't if its possible to have red hair in that world.. can't talk about that with my parents they won't understand :(

Ugh, hair color does not make a Mary sue! The term Mary sue has turned into “I hate your female OC just because” anyway. So try not to worry about it too much! How about you show me your OC? I’d love to see her! I mean, sure having bright red hair would be a bit hard in the snk setting, but if you want it like that, why the fuck not? Some people want their characters to fit in more and others prefer them to stick out!

Ok I don’t know if I’m being too overdramatic or anything but lOOK AT KYUNGSOO’S HAND AND CHANYEOL’S RESPONSE! I can’t believe how gently Soo slid his hand along chanyeol’s (kinda neck, kinda jaw) like it’s so sLOW and SOFT and TENDER AND LOVING IS2G I CANNOT GET OVER HIS HAND MOVEMENT. And then the way he (gently but firmly) turned chanyeol’s head towards the camera!? Ugh!?? And then there’s chanyeol. Like you can see how at first he was staring at someone and when Soo’s hand made contact and started moving, his eyes strayed a bit and looked somewhere else (a Distanced Look like he’s Thinking Something Important) and then when Soo turned his head he went all straight and proper I-!!!! Who’s the hyung here?!! I love this gif so much I love chansoo so much I love life chansoo is life


If I were with you, our moments would be few
But I’d spend each one with you

#2 Auston Matthews

Your writing is actually incredible! Could you write an Auston Matthews imagine where he gets badly injured (like a leg injury or something) and then his gf is like really cute and takes care of him because he’s in a lot of pain. Just like really cute and fluffy would be great! Thank you so much!!

aw I’m so glad you like the prompt!! I love it too! I feel like Auston would be so cute and like helpless if he got hurt and it would be so fun to take care of him and just like cuddle him all day while he sleeps because he’s in pain. Ugh he’s so soft

HERE YOU ARE! I love my soft son !!

Warnings: None

Word count:

Will i end up rewriting parts of it? WIll i not? Who knows really. Only time and my perfectionist demon can tell.

Originally posted by fuckin-hockey

“No,” You warned sternly as you returned to your shared bedroom to find your stubborn-as-hell boyfriend attempting to get out of bed, face contorted in pain as he struggled. He sighed defeatedly, flopping back into the pillows with a huff. “Don’t look at me like that, I made you breakfast.” you scolded, bending down to kiss his forehead.

“I want to help. You’re doing everything around here, I don’t want to be a-”

“If you say burden, I’ll kill you.” you threatened, good-naturedly.

“-hassle..” he finished with a sheepish grin in your direction. Every since Auston was injured, he’d been adamant on getting up and helping out around the house, especially in the mornings when his pain meds had just kicked in and he was feeling “fine”. He’d scared you half to death when he’d actually done his ankle and to hell if you were just going to let him waltz around the house during the day, given the pain was so intense that he could hardly sleep at night.

You shook your head in disbelief, setting the plate of food on the bedside table as you moved to help him sit up, propping the pillows up behind him and making sure he was comfy before handing over the plate. Although he wasn’t allowed back on the ice for a couple of weeks, he’d in no way lost his appetite; practically inhaling his breakfast in a matter of seconds. You giggled as he licked his lips in an attempt to check if there was any food that had missed his mouth, bringing your thumb up to wipe away the bit on his chin that he couldn’t reach.

“I have to say, your cooking really has improved.” he commented, causing you to smirk.

“compliment taken.” you replied. It wasn’t that you were a terrible cook, more that you only knew how to make like three things. Quality over quantity. But even you had to admit, it was getting a bit dull eating the same things over and over.  “Your mum’s being giving me some help in the kitchen.”

He shook his head with a laugh. “I swear you call her more than I do.” he was teasing but, being the momma’s boy he is, you knew he loved it. You grinned, planting a kiss to his cheek as you savoured you few hours of tranquility before Auston’s ankle would start to ache again. You’d spent the first few days he came home holding back tears as your boyfriend yelped and whimpered in pain. It physically hurt you to see him in agony and remain utterly helpless to aid him. It had been difficult, but you were finally settling into a routine and Auston was getting better at coping. So far he’d watched every season of Friends in existence, had seen Lets Be Cops three times over and was banned from watching hockey because it only made him moody and upset, as well as strengthening his will to get out of bed. Now he was just stuck to flicking through random cooking shows on the lifestyle channel.

Auston’s sleep had been suffering as well, he’d attempt to nap couple of times a day but continued to wake in the early hours of the morning in utter agony after he’d slept off his medication You’d let Auston take the bed for himself while you slept on the couch in the other room because you didn’t want to risk accidentally kicking his ankle as you slept.You did miss falling asleep with him as it was usually a rarity for the two of you, but you cared more about helping him get better.

Due to all of this, you didn’t much mind when you looked up from a great British bake off rerun to find him fast asleep beside you after you’d been absentmindedly tangling your hand through his hair. You smiled before kissing his forehead gently and snuggling against him, wrapping your arms round his torso as you rested you head on his chest.

It was only another hour after Auston woke up when the pain began to return. You could tell by his constant grimaces that he was trying to conceal how much pain he was actually in. You fished a couple of icepacks out of the freezer but they only seemed to provide a little relief. He was trying so hard no to make a noise that it looked like he might explode, his face redding as he squeezed his eyes tight shut.

“Auston, it’s okay.” you murmured, dabbing at his forehead with a wet tea-towel. He let out a whimper and your heart almost broke. You smoothed back his hair from his forehead as he rested the back of his head against your shoulder. “I’ve got you.” you assured quietly as he gripped your hand painfully tight. He let out another cry, his voice breaking as he threw his head back, close to tears. You kissed his forehead gently as you attempted to soothe his pain. “I’m going to get some more ice, okay?” you murmured as you slipped out from behind him, easing him back into the pillows. 

“No,” he moaned, another wave of pain washing over him, making him cry out again. “stay here.”

You forced yourself to extract your arm from his grip, returning with your emergency ice bucket. You helped him up till he was sitting on the edge of the bed. He let out a relieved sigh as soon as his ankle hit the water. You smiled, kissing him gently as you went to retrieve his next dose of medication. Which began to kick in a couple of minutes after he’d swallowed it. The boy hummed, pulling you into him and snuggling against you, gently nuzzling your shoulder with his nose. “You’re the bestest.” he mumbled, though the words were muffled slightly. 

You smiled, rolling over to face him. “Anything for you, huh?” you teased, kissing him softly.

“Something like that.” he chuckled, wincing when he went to roll over properly. You smiled a little, trying to hide both your amusement and pity. 

He hummed happily as you nussled his nose gently as he pulled you on top of himself. You giggled as he craned his neck up to chase a kiss from you as you carefully cupped his face in both your hands.

The first time Wanda says ‘I love you’ to Bucky…
  • by this point she and Bucky have been hanging out a lot
  • she thinks she may be in love with him but she doesn’t have much experience to go on—she loved Pietro, but what she feels for Bucky is nothing like that—and he’s pretty sure he’s in love with her but he doubts she could ever feel the same way
  • so they’re stuck in this cycle of tentative friendship mixed with eye-contact that lasts too long and not long enough
  • and of course no one else on the team notices their walking-on-eggshells-relationship because both of them are so subtly connected, even they  have trouble recognizing the tie between them
  • but they are friends, they feel close, and they might be in love with each other, too afraid to admit to anything, yet
  • on this particular day Bucky goes on a mission with the rest of the team and Wanda stays behind—because, hey, she still doesn’t trust herself not to blow up a few more innocent people (one day she’ll get back out there)
  • and her goodbye to Bucky sort of gets lost in all the pre-strike planning, so he leaves her with nothing more than a sad half-smile and a whispered, ‘I’ll see you later’
  • and she doesn’t freak out or get worried because this is routine, this is what they do, and everything seems to be going well, she checks in on the team’s progress through the comms., and nothing seems amiss and she realizes she sort of misses Bucky even though she can hear his voice clearly over the line, words never directed to her, but there, reassuring…
  • before she can register what’s going on, the comm. lines fritz out and back in again
  • Steve is yelling about an explosion and some unexpected guards 
  • there are too many voices overlapping
  • and Wanda’s heart pounds in her chest because even through all that static and panicked shouting she knows Bucky’s voice when she hears it and she doesn’t hear his voice
  • her hands shake as she tries to ask what’s going on, but everyone’s too busy trying to deal with whatever problem arose that they ignore her
  • she can feel the color draining from her cheeks and her heart feels like it might claw its’ way out of her ribcage, that’s how hard it’s beating and through all the thoughts and emotions flurrying in her mind, one phrase plagues her
  • I never told him, I never told him, I didn’t get to tell him
  • because only now does she realize that the possibility of losing Bucky absolutely terrifies her, it makes her want to kick and scream in refusal, makes her want to curl into herself and escape all the dread and the longing and the grief and all the while the team shouts orders and Wanda can feel the walls closing in and she knows if she doesn’t get out of there soon she will wipe out the entire computer system
  • she runs out of the room, not noticing the tears streaming down her cheeks, and she runs and tries to calm down, she runs and tries not to think the worst
  • he’s okay, he must be okay, everything’s okay, he’ll be back soon please please please please
  • when the team finally returns from their mission Wanda realizes she’s been holding her breath and the group shuffles into the conference room grumbling about what went wrong or what could’ve been handled better
  • but Wanda’s only looking for one person, her hazel eyes wide and shining with tears and hope and fear and when she sees Bucky’s bloody face she almost falls down, sobbing with joy that he’s standing and he’s here he’s here he’s okay
  • of course Bucky gets super worried and is like ‘Wanda are you okay what happened Wanda what’s wrong’
  • and she runs up to him, throws her arms around his neck and hugs him like he might disappear, so tightly and fiercely, her small hands clutching his shoulders and after he takes a moment to get over the absolute shock that she’s touching me she’s hugging me she’s holding me because Wanda always had a thing with touch and displays of affection
  • he holds her just as tightly, not really sure why she’s crying into his chest, trying to calm her but also being really confused and just happy that she’s so close to him and in his arms and Wanda’s blubbering something he can’t make out, but it seems like the same phrase over and over and he goes ‘Wanda, shh, darling, calm down, what’re you trying to say?’
  • so it takes a few tries but finally she says something coherent and he realizes she’s saying I love you I love you I love you and she doesn’t know what else to say but that
  • but she’s getting so worked up she starts saying the same three words in all the languages she knows and Bucky is bursting with happiness and astonishment because this beautiful creature is chanting that she loves him, she loves him, and he tries desperately not to cry before saying back to her
  • ‘I love you, too, Wanda, god, I love you’
  • pulls her closer as they hug and cry together
  • and the rest of the team just stares at them like wtf is happening rn while one of them (probably Sam, or Natasha, or maybe both) just smiles and mumbles something like, finally  
The Houses on Valentine’s Day...

Gryffindor: hey, wanna go out sometime? I really like you

Slytherin: you’re free today right? I mean all your Teachers are suddenly quite ill and your friends happen to have other dates… So…

Hufflepuff: *looks at crush* hi! *blushes* *smiles* *runs away*

Ravenclaw: ugh Valentine’s Day is so stupid, what’s the point of celebrating love? Love isn’t even an important factor in our life! We can survive without it, honestly people nowadays…


James: but lily! I love you!

Lily: I love myself too very much James but you don’t see me asking myself out, do you?