ugh this show gives me all the feels

Christine and Chloe eventually convince Michael to tell Jeremy how he feels
Michael decides to do it over text since he doesn’t think he could handle doing it in person

Michael: Hey Jeremy can we talk? 
Jeremy: sure whats up
Michael: This is gonna be hard for me to say but
Jeremy: hey its ok take your time
Michel: I have a huge crush on you and I’ve had it for a few years now.  Sorry.
Jeremy: shit im sorry michael but I dont feel the same im sorry
Michael: Oh right yeah sorry dude didn’t mean to make this awkward haha
Jeremy: you ok
Michael: I’m sure I’ll be fine 

Michael’s crying at this point 
Both Chloe and Christine had convinced him to tell Jeremy because they thought he felt the same
But obviously, they were wrong
Of course they were
Why would anyone like Michael
He was annoying
A loser 
A stoner
And to top it all off now he didn’t even have a best friend 

When Michael tells her, Chloe is all ready to fight Jeremy but Michael tells her to let it go
Over time the group splits
With Michael, Brooke, Chloe, Jenna and Christine in one grou[
And Jeremy, Rich and Jake in the other
Over time the two sides of the group lose most contact
Though Chloe and Jake still talk from time to time 

In his second year of college, Jeremy works out that he is definitely bi after a few nights at a club 
In his last year of college, Jeremy realises that he was actually in love with Michael 
But it’s too late to do anything about that 

Chloe invites both sides of the group to her and Brooke’s wedding  
Everyone shows
Except Jeremy
Michael tries not to let it get to him
But it does
He’s just so angry that Jeremy allowed all of this to become so awkward between them
They were meant to be a team
Player 1 and Player 2
Who cares if it’s platonic or romantic?
He just wants his best friend back

Rich and Jake’s wedding? No Jeremy 

When Brooke has her first kid? No Jeremy 

When Jenna gets promoted to head of her newspaper? No Jeremy 

When Michael is half asleep on his sofa with a glass of wine in his hand after looking after Christine Lohst all day? Of course that’s when he shows up 

Ugh they’re gonna start to shout soon
Oh hell yeah I’ll open it soon
It sucks Chlo left me here alone
Here in this toddler’s battle zone
I feel a headache coming up
Is Chloe ever giving up?
Splash splash splash splash
Throw some water in my face
Now I’m in a better place I open up the door and - 

“Wait why are you surprised? This is my house”
“Christine said it was he- oh shit”
“Christine said what?”
“You’re a terrible liar Jeremy”
“But she didn’t say ANYTHING”
Michael raises an eyebrow
“Ok fine well she may have told me that this was her new apartment and so I was stopping in to visit her like I usually do”
“…you usually visit Christine?”
“So are you two…”
“NO NO NO she’s not my type”
“Why are you still here Jeremy? Christine’s not here.  Unless you wanted lil Christine in which case she’s sleeping in the guest room”
“Right yeah sorry.  I’m bothering you aren’-”
“You’re no-”
“I’ll jus-”
“You don’t ha-”
“Uh what?”
“Would you like to come in for a drink?”
“Oh I…”
“You don’t have to Jeremy, it was just an idea”
“No it’s ok I’ll come in”

Michael finds another wine glass
“Red ok?”
“Red’s perfect thanks”

“So Jeremy how’s everything? What are you doing now?" 
“Oh I’m a games developer”
“You don’t look particularly excited about that? That was like your dream job”
“Oh well normally people get really bored when I talk about work”
“Jeremy you’re talking to the guy who was tempted to play apocalypse of the damned with his adopted niece this morning”
Jeremy looks at up that
“Apocalypse of the damned huh? We never did finish it did we?”
“Never too late to continue”
Both of them look at each other and then there’s a quick scramble to the living room

“I don’t know how well it’s gonna work cos I obviously haven’t played it in years" 
“Dude the console doesn’t have a speck of dust don’t lie to me you probably played this yesterday”
“Shut up Mr Games Developer”
The loading screen comes up and it’s just like high school again
Just the two of them
Michael presses start an-
Lil Christine comes in
“Uh hey Chrissie”
“Uncle Michael why didn’t you tell me Uncle Jeremy was gonna be here”
“I didn’t know myself”
“Mom’s gonna be so happy”
Both men look at each other
Michael speaks first
“Uh why?”
“Because mom is always talking about how you two should have been together and now you are!”

Jeremy and Michael both go bright red and neither of them speaks
Michael manages to get some words out  
“Nah Chrissie it’s fine.  Why don’t you back to bed and I’ll come in and see you in a moment”
“But I want to talk to Unc-”
“Christine Lohst - bed now”

"I’m sorry about her”
“She’s not the one who’s apparently been telling her three year old that we should be together”
“Chloe has very strong feelings about what happened in high school”
“So do I”
Michael stares at him, saying nothing
 "I shouldn’t have let your feelings get in the way of our friendship and I’m so sorry that I did.  It was stupid and I hate myself for it"
“Wait shit no don’t say that.  I’m just as much to blame as you are.  It’s not like I really tried to keep our friendship together.  I thought it’d be easier to just let it fall apart.”
“So we’re both sorry and stupid and wish we could be friends again?”
“Then I’m glad to be your new old friend Michael Mell”
“And I’m glad to be yours Jeremy Heere”
“I should probably tell you something though”
“In my last year of college I worked something out - I was an idiot in high school.”
“We already said this”
“For another reason.  I was an idiot because I didn’t realise I was head over heels for you" 
“I’m sorry Michael.  It took me so long to figure it out and I just rejected you in high school even though I felt the same”
“What about now?”
“Do you feel the same now?”
Jeremy takes in Michael
His scruffy hair, his glasses that need to be pushed up, the oversized hoodie he still hasn’t gotten rid of and looks into his eyes
“Well, what about you Michael? Do you still like me?”
Michael doesn’t even hesitate

Cuddling with EXO

~Female version

~Male version

Sehun: *he likes to have his noodle limbs wrapped around you, and although he never says so, he loves when you snuggle into his chest or his neck - it gives him the perfect opportunity to sneak kisses onto your forehead but then deny doing anything when you giggle and confront him about it*

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Kai: *he always wants to see your face when you’re cuddling, so any position that allows him to do this is good for him. He doesn’t have a “favourite way” to cuddle as such, so each time is random and different but neither of you mind. It’s perfect enough to just lay there with each other, sometimes talking, more often not*

Tao: *most of the time Tao would like to lay down on you. He’d love snuggling into you, and don’t even get me started when you play with his hair. Talking while cuddling is something Tao would like, whether it was just talking about each other’s days or nonsense, he doesn’t mind*

D.O: *since he is a naturally reserved person, he’d only cuddle with you when you were completely alone as for him, it was something private and intimate. He likes to hold you against his chest while you talk about anything that takes your fancy, not expecting him to answer but you know he’s listening. Every now and then he’d peek down to look at you, and if you ever caught him staring at you, he’d quickly look away and his cheeks would turn red as you laugh at him and give him a small kiss*

Chanyeol: *cuddling with Chanyeol is rarely peaceful because he’s a giant playful dough ball idek im tired. He likes spooning with you since he’s so tall he most likely can easily smother you with his arms and legs. He’d trap you in his arms and tickle you or tease you or just…bite you I guess. However when cuddling is calm for you, like when you’re sleeping, he holds you carefully and close with his face in your hair, not really caring if it tickles him because he wants to be as close as he can to you. He’s probably a bit clingy!*

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Chen: *being the massive goofy troll he is, cuddling is always..eventful shall we say. He often tricks you into cuddling with him but then starts tickling you, and no matter how many times he does this you never learn! But when he is in serious cuddle mode, he holds you as close as he comfortably can to his body and gives you smol kisses on your cheek or neck. He likes spooning or having you turn around and face him so he can look right at you. Tbh he loves cuddling, so the trolling usually doesn’t last long!*

Baekhyun: *is the definition of clingy, but honestly it’s the best thing ever. Whether you’re reading or on your phone, he’s going to be snuggling into you until eventually he has you cuddling him back. He likes having his arms around you and sneaking little kisses on your cheeks, your arms or your lips*

Lay: *he always wants to cuddle as you both fall asleep, and is perfectly content with lying there facing each other. He likes to play with your hair or have you gently stroke his hair or caress his face - just don’t touch le neck! You two often fall asleep like this, and honestly your favourite part of the day is when you both settle down to cuddle every night*

Suho: *spooning is all I have to say. Seriously this guy loves it. The feeling of your body pressed against his and your arm clutching around the one he has on your waist ugh. Bonus (for both of you) he’s in the perfect position to give you little kisses on your temple, cheek or neck. Suho is definitely one of the best huggers in EXO, because he really shows how much he loves you when y’all cuddle and snuggle* 

Kris: *don’t get me wrong, Kris is amazing to cuddle with when he’s in the mood, but sometimes the way you cuddle can be a bit…odd. I can see Kris wanting to just lay stretched out on the bed like in the gif and snuggle a bit, or on the floor of the living room and snuggle a bit, enjoying being with each other and talking about anything from how your day went to origins of the universe. He’s not the most affectionate, but when he is feeling fluffy and touchy he’s great to cuddle. He’s tall which means he can easily snake his long-ass legs around you so you can’t escape - but I mean, why would you want to tbh*

Luhan: *he likes to cuddle with you lying on top of him. This way when he holds you in his arms he feels like he’s protecting you and feels the most comfortable this way. He might lean up to give you a lil kiss every now and then. When sleeping though, he’d prefer you to rest your head on his chest so he can stroke your hair as you fall asleep and one of his arms would be around your waist or gently rubbing your back*

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Xiumin: *the.greatest.hugger. He likes to lie down close next to you as you talk to him about whatever interesting thing happened that day. He’d happily lie there and hold your hands, playing with your fingers or booping your nose and laughing at your reaction. Even though he’s a little shy at first, he also gives you little surprise kisses randomly and just loves to be there next to you and falls in love with you more. He likes to spoon as well so he can hide in your hair and hold your waist or give you light, tickly neck kisses* 

some of these are bad im so sorry its 2am but i really wanted to finish this

NOTE- by male and female versions, all I mean is that the gifs on each post appeal more either to the specified gender, the actual descriptions have nothing to do with gender.

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Happy Valentine’s Day! (part 1)

A/N: THIS IS SO LAST MINUTE. And it’s incomplete. I’m sorry. But it will be completed hopefully tomorrow! Alright, I’ll stop now :)

Nico sat alone at the Hades table for dinner in the Pavilion. Usually Will sat with him or he went to the Apollo table, but Will was working at the infirmary tonight. As Nico picked at his food, his mind drifted from thought to thought, eventually drifting to how much he missed the son of Apollo.

Wait, Nico suddenly jerked, I miss him?

Oh, right, well I guess that does come with dating someone. Nico still couldn’t wrap his head around it. He was dating Will Solace, child of the sun god. Him, the son of Hades – the creepy, weird, dark Prince of the Underworld was dating the happy, peppy son of Apollo. It sounded strange, but seeing them together, actually looking at them, they couldn’t look any more perfect. It was a recent development, though they had been inseparable since the war and Nico’s mandated 3 days in the infirmary. They basically flirted with each other and were a giant blushing mess until Piper had a serious talk with Nico while Jason and Percy teased and pushed Will to ask Nico out. Eventually it happened after lots of blushing and flustered stuttering, but the moment his friends burst into applause and cheers, Nico grabbed Will’s hand and shadow-traveled them both out of there.

A small smile tugged at Nico’s lips as he remembered how angry Will had been after that, and then how he ended up falling asleep next to Nico in his cabin.


The shout ripped Nico from his memories back to the present. Jason and Percy slid into the seats across from Nico and he, out of habit, scowled at them, asking, “What do you idiots want?”

“Is that any way to speak to your big bros? Tsk, tsk, Nico, have more respect.” Percy’s shit-eating grin earned Nico’s Death Glare™.

“Shut up, Perce. Anyway, we came to ask what you’re doing tomorrow? What are your plans for you and Will?” Jason looked genuinely interested in this, though Nico had no idea why.

Nico rolled his eyes, “Why would I have plans? And why would I tell you?”

Jason and Percy glanced worriedly at each other, then turned back and said, “Um, Neeks. Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. You know, day of love, typically celebrated with your significant other?”

Nico blinked at them. Then it registered. Oh. Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit. Only three thoughts were coming to mind as his panic rose. I have a boyfriend. Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. Oh shit.

His eyes widened and he nearly began hyperventilating as he said, “Oh shit that’s a thing crap what do I do??? I’ve never done this before! Does Will know? Oh of course he knows, what am I saying SHIT what do I do, I have no plans, no experience, SH—”

“Hey calm down!” Jason reached across and put his hands on Nico’s shoulders to settle him back in his seat, as he was nearly jumping out of it. “Don’t worry bro, we got you. We can help you plan something.”

“Why didn’t you guys tell me earlier?!”

“Um, well, guess we didn’t think about it,” Percy smiled sheepishly.

“Ugh, what are you guys doing?”

“Well,” Jason started, “Pipes and I are going to hang out all day. I’m taking her out to chill in the city and do whatever she wants to. For dinner, I’m taking her somewhere fancy. Then later I thought about flying her up on the roof of the Big House to stargaze.”

“Annabeth and I are going to the city too. I want her to see all the cool architecture stuff that she can never get enough of. And also so we can feel normal, you know? Later we’ll go to the beach for a walk, maybe go in the ocean since I can keep us dry, and just, you know, be a couple.” Percy said this like it was obvious that Nico knew how to “be a couple”.

“Ugh, guys I don’t know how to be couply and romantic! Give me an idea!” Nico exclaimed exasperatedly.

“Okay,” Jason said, “well it’s your guys’ first Valentine’s day together. You’ve got to show him how much you like him and care about him. Make it a big deal.”

Percy smirked like he did when he had a crazy plan. “Like with fireworks! Or some big huge explosion or surprise that showers hearts and rainbows everywhere. I think Will would like a big surprise.”

“Um, that’s seems excessive? I don’t know about that.” Normally, Nico would think Percy’s a big idiot, but he really had no idea what was expected of him. Should it be big? Small? Fancy?

“Maybe you should ask Piper. She’ll know what you should do,” Jason suggested.

Nico jumped from his seat and, without a word to his “bros”, marched straight to the Aphrodite table. Piper looked up as he approached, glanced behind him at Jason, and got up to meet Nico and pull him to the side.

“You need help with Valentine’s day plans for Will?” Of course, she knew.

“Please,” was all Nico could say.

For the rest of the night, Nico sat with Piper, planning out what he would do, things he needed, every detail. He had to make it perfect for Will.

Part 2


Not today, please not today you think to yourself as Spencer waltzes towards you cockily.
“Hey sweetness, how you doing this fine morning?” He says, wiggling his eyebrows at you.
“Hi Spencer, I’m good thanks, and you?” You say flatly.
“Yeah, real good, especially after seeing you! Up to much tonight?”
“Erm, I’m helping out Daryl tonight actually. Working on the car we found.”
“Ah damn, thought we could get together, have a little fun, y'know?”
“Ah, sorry man, never mind, gotta go!” You say quickly, and dash off up the road.
“See ya around sweet cheeks!” He shouts after you.
Ugh, just what you needed. The local coward hitting on you. If only it was Daryl saying that to you, you’d jump him right there and then, no hesitation. You cherished the time you spent together, he did too, and unbeknown to you was going to reveal all to you tonight. The car was a small lie, it did need work, but it wouldn’t be done tonight, he had it all planned out. Dinner, candles, some wildflowers from round the back of his house, and even a small necklace he’d found with your favourite follower on it. It was going to be perfect.
“(Y/N), can you take this over to Spencer’s place?” Rick asks from the steps of his house, holding out a gun.
“Well, I was just on my way to help out with the infirmary stocks, and then I’m helping Daryl out, so am a little busy.”
“Damn, I kinda stole it and forgot to put it back. He likes you, would soften the stealing part.” Rick says, pouting a little.
“Rick! I hate that man, come on! Ugh, fine, give it here.” You give in as he pouts even more and shows you his sad eyes.
“Thanks (Y/N)!” He says hugging you.
You take the gun and head back down to Spencer’s house. Knocking on the door you had a bad feeling about it all, but then again you always had a bad feeling around him.
He opens the door, “hey sweets, knew you couldn’t resist me!” He says, gesturing for you to come in.
“Ha, not quite. Rick found your gun and asked me to give it to you.”
“Well that’s a damn shame, because I was just about to cook some dinner. You sure you don’t want any?”
“I’m positive. Sorry, gotta help Daryl.” You hand him the gun and he grabs onto your wrist.
“Just 5 minutes, come on, one drink, you can give me that can’t you?”
“Spencer, you’re hurting my arm, let me go please.”
“One. Drink.” He seethes, tightening his grip and pulling on you. You could hold your own, but he was surprisingly strong and spurred on by alcohol.
“No, thank you. Another time though, when I’m not busy yes?”
“You know what? That’s just not good enough for me.” He shouts, yanking on your arm, making you fall into his house and hitting your head on the floor.
“Fuck Spencer, what the hell are you doing?” You scream in pain.
“HEY.” You hear Daryl’s voice behind you and he leans down to pick you up. Once you’re stable and hidden behind him, he turns on Spencer, putting his hand around his throat and pushing him up against the open door. “Don’t you dare touch her again. Don’t talk to her, don’t look at her, don’t even breathe near her. You do any of that, and I’ll rip your throat out.” He shouts, squeezing on his neck. He throws him to the floor and takes your hand, leading you to his house.
People are staring at you both as you hold your bleeding head and Rick comes running up.
“You should never have put her in that situation man.” Daryl shouts at him.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry (Y/N), I didn’t realise that he was like that.”
“It’s okay Rick, don’t worry. I never thought he had it in him either.”
Rick then runs over to Spencer’s house and proceeds to shout about the community and how what he did could lead to him being exiled. Daryl huffs and tugs on you gently to keep walking to his.
“Daryl, it’s not Rick’s fault,” you say, wiping your bloody hand on your jacket.
“I know, I’m just so fucking angry right now. The prick should be left to the walkers for doing that to you.”
You get to his and he lets you in first, guiding you to the sofa. There’s candles and flowers around you the table is set neatly, and you look at your surroundings confused. Daryl runs upstairs and gets he first aid kit. Once he’s sitting in front of you looking at your wound you decide to say something.
“Daryl, what’s all this?” You ask, gesturing around you and wincing as he dabs the cut with a sterile wipe.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Did you have someone coming over-” you pry.
“It was for you.” He says quickly, looking down and fumbling for a big enough plaster. “Think I’ll have to go to Denise for a dressing. Be back in a bit.”
He runs out and you get up and study what he’d done. There was a small heart carved into a piece of wood in front of the bunch of flowers; the candles placed on the large table next to the sofa. The table in the kitchen was set out beautifully, a small flower on one of the placemats with a note attached to it. You move towards it to read what it says but Daryl bursts in the door at that moment.
“Got one,” he says, waving around the large pad. “Don’t read that.”
“Why not?”
“Ya don’t need the hassle of this after what happened today.”
“This isn’t a hassle Daryl.” You state, picking up the piece of paper. As you read it, he sets himself back down on the sofa and you make your way towards him when finished. It wasn’t long, but it got to the point and you realised he felt the same about you as you did for him. You sat down in front of him again and pushed back your hair for him to apply the dressing.
“I can handle it y'know. I’m used to it.” He whispers as he covers your wound.
“You think this is going to end in me rejecting you? You sure you haven’t had a bump to the head as well Daryl?” You laugh, then grip your head as it pounds with pain.
“Careful, I’ll get you some painkillers.” He smiles.
“Daryl, I love you, I thought you’d noticed all my drooling and staring.”
“Nah, I was too busy tryna keep my hands to myself.” He looks at you through his hair, gauging your reaction to what he just said.
You smile at him, “well, don’t think you have to keep your hands to yourself any longer.” You say shyly, looking down at your hands.
He walks back over to you with painkillers and some water. “Better not, might hurt your head even more.”
“I can handle it.” You smirk, trying to look sexy.
“You think you can handle me? I dunno (Y/N), I can be rough.” He teases.
“I like rough.” You say, looking him dead in the eye.
He’s on you so quick you drop the tablets and water to the ground and you both moan and groan as you kiss passionately. Months of tension now finally being released into the open. He pushes you back into the wall and your head knocks it slightly, bumping straight into his as it bounces.
“Ah shit!” You exclaim, holding your head. “Better take them pills actually.”
Daryl laughs little, “ha, aw you, go upstairs, use my bed, I’ll bring ‘em up.”
“Thanks,” you whisper, hands still on either side of your head as if it’s going to stop it from exploding. You undress to your bra and knickers and get under the covers, plumping the pillows up so you can sit. Daryl comes up and hands you the tablets and water again. This time you take them straight away and set the water on the bedside table.
“Will you stay with me?” You ask as he turns to exit the room.
“If ya want me to, yeah.”
You nod and he kicks off his shoes to get in beside you. As he lifts the covers to get in he can’t help but stop and stare at your half naked body. He’s never seen anything like it, he wanted to reach out and trace every curve.
“Sorry,” you say, noticing his hesitancy, “I didn’t wanna get in with bloody clothes. You don’t have to take anything off, it’s your bed.” You apologise, hoping you haven’t made him uncomfortable.
“Nah, I don’t mind,” he says, then stripping down clumsily to his boxers. “Pretty sure you bled on me as well,” he jokes.
“Oh no, I’m sorry!”
“Hey, don’t you dare apologise for any of that.”
You smile and sit back on the pillows, sinking into the mattress and getting comfortable. Daryl does the same and reaches out for your hand underneath the covers. Once he finds it you interlink your fingers and fall into a comfortable sleep.


Littlefinger and the GOT Spoilers

So, there were spoilers going around before the season started that Littlefinger was going to be killed off this season. I don’t remember all of the details, but something about how Sansa was going to have him executed and that Arya was going to be the one to actually carry it out at Winterfell.

Here’s why I don’t really care:

Littlefinger has already offered to die by Sansa’s hand.

Remember? In 6x05, when he meets Sansa in Mole’s Town. Here’s some of the dialogue:

Littlefinger: I’m so sorry [for giving you to Ramsay]

Sansa: You said you would protect me.

Littlefinger: And I will. You must believe me when I tell you that I will.

Sansa: I don’t believe you anymore. I don’t need you anymore. You can’t protect me. You won’t even be able to protect yourself if I tell Brienne to cut you down. And, why shouldn’t I?

***Now, here’s the thing: Right here, Sansa is asking what Littlefinger has to offer her. That whole “give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you” thing. If he can’t protect her… if he can’t help her anymore… then why shouldn’t she kill him after he’s failed her in the worst imaginable way?

And what does he say to that???***

Littlefinger: If you want me to beg for my life, if that’s what you want, I will. Whatever you ask that is in my power, I will do.

Sansa: What if I want you to die, here and now?

Littlefinger: Then, I will die.

Then, a little bit later, he says, “I would do anything to undo what’s been done to you. But, I know that I can’t.”

Now, I say this with the full knowledge that Littlefinger was probably, to a certain degree, playing Sansa here. I don’t think there’s ever a moment where that instinct of self-preservation isn’t at work in his mind.

But, even still, he admits that he fucked up, and if she wants to punish him by killing him, he’s totally cool with that. He accepts that he’s hurt her so badly that in her eyes, he deserves to die.

Glossing over the fact that Littlefinger in the books would never give Sansa to the Boltons, everything Littlefinger’s done since this scene – both in the latter part of S6 and now kicking off S7 – has been to placate Sansa for this bullshit that he put her through.

  • He came to her and her brother’s aid with the Knights of the Vale, even after she initially rejected his offer.
  • He and the Knights seem to be staying at Winterfell to help the Starks and Northerners fight the wights and White Walkers.
  • He confessed that he wants Sansa not only ruling the North, but helping him rule the Seven Kingdoms as his queen.

So… coming back to my original point. Let’s say next episode or the one after or whatever, Littlefinger does something to piss Sansa off, so she has him executed. …. It would feel completely empty. Again, he’s already said he’s willing to die if that’s what she wants. He seems more honest and vulnerable around her than literally any other person. I still think Sansa will be his downfall in both book and show. But, I feel like there’d have to be something more than, “Ugh, please stop trying to kiss me.” or “I’m tired of you whispering in my ear all the time, or creeping on me.”

I think, for Littlefinger to die, especially at Sansa’s hand or by her command, it has to be something big. Something worthwhile. Maybe they find out how he betrayed their dad? Or literally anything else he did in the first four seasons. Considering he’s already offered to die as ‘atonement’ for giving Sansa to the Boltons, I feel like it has to be something else.

Maybe he REALLY steps out of line and tries to kill Jon??? Or Bran?? Or something else? IDK. We will find out.

Anyway, those are my thoughts.

I don’t want him to die, but it seems to be heading that way. And, if that’s the case, I want GOT to give him a death worthy of Littlefinger. In whatever way that seems appropriate.

Thanks for reading! Let me know if you have anything else to add on!


sketched these two dorks all grown up :’). i’ve got this theory that adrien’s chat persona shows up randomly especially when he’s alone with mari.   and then there’s cute long haired mari who totally turns adrien on. i love them so much i can’t

also that’s a fresh-out-of-the-shower adrien
It's a first..

For the first time in six (or so) years, I’m actually not interested to watch GoT.

As a Jonsa shipper, the thought of Jackassrys banging, get all loved up makes me want to throw up in my mouth. Even my gut knows that ship is all kinds of doom, gloom and just not right. And my gut is never wrong nor has it failed me in anything, I can attest to that.

As a book reader and obviously a fan of GRRM, it’s knowing the ‘show/movie will never be as good as the book’ feeling that’s making me roll my eyes and giving rise to my apathy towards the train wreck of a TV show DD have orchestrated - in an effort to move the season along. This is like TXF season 7 all over again. Chris Carter level of suckiness. Ugh. Whatever. It looks ridiculous and painful to watch.

Plus I’m going through some personal real life stuff that needs attention so I think skipping the season this time is nbd and maybe even get ready for new shows that are worthy of my attention. I really fucking hope GRRM has finished his book so I can read something while I wait for s7 to end…

Sidenote: If Jackassrys was created only for the show fans then, I sure hope to hell, that GoT loses a fair share of viewership this season. Let them see that sometimes, going with what the crowd wants isn’t always a good thing.

So, to the rest of the Jonsa fam, you guys are all amazing and I love you, stay positive, stay cool, stay strong, I’m still here on tumblr, to reblog and love your posts/metas/fan art/videos etc and I’m still keeping the faith with you and in our ship, my heart still beats wildly for JonSa - just not in DD’s writing.

So, lemme sit right here on the ship deck, with my bottle of whiskey and finally get to writing and finishing ALL of my Jonsa fics/gifsets/graphics. I can’t guarantee it will be good but I remember one Jonsa shipper said, ‘be proud of the bullshit you create’ - (can’t remember who now but those words stuck lol) so imma do it anyway since I have all the time in the world now having my attention off S7.

Drop by for a quick rant or chat if you wish, you’re all welcome and I will gladly listen. So till S8 then!

Jonsaforlife always and forever no matter what those two punks DD gonna do xxxxx


From now on this title shall be abbreviated as “ILIWYS,FYASBYSUOI”. Ok that abbreviation is still really long but what are you going to do about it. This album is the British band’s second studio album following their very successful self-titled debut, “The 1975″. I recently saw them in January where they played songs from their first album, and also 5-6 new ones. The boys were brilliant live, I strongly suggest any lover of music witness their magic. After hearing singles “The Sound” and “Love Me”, I am expecting a lot of 80′s inspired, synth-pop much like the track “Girls” from their first album. Let’s see how accurate my assumptions are!

Track 1: The 1975                                                                               Rating: 7/10
The beginning of this track is a rush of sound until it reaches a climax, and then the words come in, “Go down/ Soft sound/ Midnight/ Car lights”. Familiar? That’s because the boys have recycled the lyrics from their debut album’s first track with the same name. The music however has a different sound which is assumedly the boys way of showing their growth as a band, and their more developed sound, but deep down they are still the same guys, just improving.

Track 2: Love Me                                                                              Rating: 10/10
“Love Me” is a synth-pop-rock, funk influenced track about superficiality. The song itself without the words has a narcissistic vibe about it, especially evident in the guitar solo.  Summed up in the line “She got a beautiful face but got nothing to say”, it’s obvious the band are coming to terms with their own fame and recognise they don’t want to be like the many shallow people around them. Both music and lyrics are perfect on this song so it’s no wonder why it’s such a hit!

Track 3: UGH!                                                                                     Rating: 9/10
Another synth-pop-rock funky tune, “Ugh!” is about Matty’s experience and struggles with quitting cocaine. The 1975 have always been honest as a band about their drug use so it’s quite insightful to hear about the inner monologue Matty converses with, and how he talks himself in and out of giving up coke. The whole song is a whirlwind of emotions, but to me the most powerful line is, “And you’re the only thing that’s going on in my mind/ Taking over my life a second time”. It really shows what drug users must feel when going on and off drugs, and the title “Ugh!” tell it all, the frustration and disappointment with yourself for not being able to get over an addiction. Very interesting and insightful track.

Track 4: A Change of Heart                                                               Rating: 7/10
“A Change of Heart”, made obvious by the title, is about the process of falling out of love with someone. The song is very simple musically, but also very honest. Through analysation, the sonf seems to be about the girl Matty was in love with when he wrote the songs “Sex” and “Robbers”, as well as bearing a connection lyrically with the song “The City”. In “Robbers” we hear the line, “She had a face straight out a magazine/ God only knows but you’ll never leave her”, while in this song Matty says, “You used to have a face straight out of a magazine/ Now you just look like anyone”. The similarity found in “Sex” is the line “And this is how it starts/ You take your shoes off in the back of my van”, which is similar to the line fro this song, “You were fit but you’re losing it/ You played a part, ‘this is how it starts’“. Matty also states in “A Change of Heart” that he “never found love in the city”, whereas in the song “The City” he repeats “Yeah, you wanna find love/ Then you know where the city is”. Of course these connections are intentional and probably represent both the band as a whole growing up and moving on, but also Matty himself and how he has changed. I love the guitar solo towards the end as it’s a beautiful and effortless riff that adds another dimension to the simple song.

Track 5: She’s American                                                                   Rating: 8/10
“She’s American” is about a fling Matty had with an american girl. He describes the cultural differences between the two of them, “If she likes it cause we just don’t eat/ And we’re socially relevant, she’s American/ If she says I’ve got to fix my teeth/ Then she’s so American”. While this plays into a stereotype, you can’t deny the vast difference of the shallow way many American’s see the world, opposed to the rest of the world. While I don’t want to pigeon-hole all Americans to that standard, I believe Matty is probably speaking more specifically about the “Valley Girl” type and those who live in Los Angeles. Again, it’s very catchy and synth-pop-rock which makes it another hit.

Track 6: If I Believe You                                                                     Rating: 9/10
This song is a sentimental track about Matty reaching out to a higher power for answers. As Matty has tweeted before, “Religious belief solves no moral problem and yields no knowledge”, in this song, and in an older track titled “Antichrist”, it’s obvious his religious roots do not run deep. I honestly find this quite insightful, while I think it is actually nice to believe in something or someone so you feel as though you can speak to relatives who have passed on, I understand Matty’s viewpoint in that it doesn’t truly fix anything and that you should really get out there yourself and try solve your own issues. Very slow and beautiful track with the back vocals of what sounds like a choir. Lovely and sultry saxophone solo keeping the song mellow yet compelling.

Track 7: Please Be Naked                                                                 Rating: 7/10
The first purely instrumental song, “Please Be Naked” sounds like it would be some raunchy Miguel or Usher song. It is in fact very slow and expansive, with a few notes delicately being played on a piano and some static twinkling sounds. It has a very open and honest sound about it, and my interpretation of the title relating back to Matty and his way of thinking, is that he wants this person to be raw and honest with him. We often connect nakedness to vulnerability, and the hesitance of the piano keys being played makes me think this way. It’s very captivating, as simple as it is.

Track 8: Lostmyhead                                                                         Rating: 9/10
Distorted guitars juxtaposed with Matty’s sweet voice while he repeats, “And you said I’ve lost my head/ Can you see it? Can you see it?/ Belly aches while you’re in bed/ Can you feel it? Can you feel it?”. “Lostmyhead” seems to be a reoccurring thing, much like a lot of the narcissistic comments, where Matty questions these things about himself and other people. In the middle of the song it sounds like the music is almost taken flight and then we are shot into the air via a rocket and it feels as though we’re soaring above the world, and possibly ourselves. This makes me feel as though I have “lost my head” and I’m being taken on a journey which has left me perplexed. I really enjoyed the whole experience of this song.

Track 9: The Ballad of Me and My Brain                                          Rating: 8/10
This song follows the previous song in which Matty is actually looking for his brain, or head. Much like we’ve seen in his other lyrics, Matty discusses his mental health very openly and insightfully. This song is a look into Matty’s mind and how fame can cause you mental side effects. One of the reasons I love this band and their music so much is that I feel like not enough singers focus on the experience of mental health, but rather just being positive and how it has changed them for who they are now. Each to their own on what they want to share, I’m not ridiculing, but I feel as though The 1975 are very popular with younger audiences and therefore seem to be more in touch with the experiences many of us are going through. The music is a reoccurring harmony of voices in the background with a basic drumbeat and distorted guitar. The harmony is sometimes lost then finds it’s own voice again, which is very fitting to the songs theme. I love the line, “Well what do you expect when you’ve got no mind?” as Matty’s voice scratches at the start of it, then he laughs off the last few lines, truly sounding like he’s lots his mind.

Track 10: Somebody Else                                                                  Rating: 8/10
The song begins with a piano and a slow, consistent beat with Matty singing slowly and emotionally. The beat picks up as Matty sings the chorus “I don’t want your body/ But I hate to think about you with somebody else/ Our love has gone cold/ You’re intertwining your soul with somebody else.” The song is about a girl who was unfaithful and while Matty knows he shouldn’t be with her, he still can’t help but be frustrated with the mental images of her with a new lover. Physically their relationship has deteriorated but emotionally Matty is in disbelief someone would cheat and hurt him. Somehow the band have made such a beautiful song about feelings so upbeat. Kudos.

Track 11: Loving Someone                                                                Rating: 8/10
Though this sounds musically like your typical trance music, the lyrics are way deeper than your average. This song is a cross between spoken word and rap with a mixture of some singing. It discusses popular culture, the media, and social aspects of life, and how this is all affecting the youth. The line “It’s better if we keep them perplexed/Better if we make them want the opposite sex”, is a great example of how people want young people to be treated. I also really REALLY love the lyric, “I’m the Greek economy of cashing intellectual cheques”. Matty has such an incredible way with words! This line is in reference to the Greek economy which is in crisis, and how it’s like he’s making money off his sophisticated knowledge, which together means he is being both self deprecating and self aware at once.

Track 12: I Like It When You Sleep, for You Are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware of It                                                                                                                               Rating: 7/10
The only lyrics to this song are, “Before you go, (please don’t go) turn the big light off”. Matty has said that this line comes from something he used to say to an old girlfriend. The music is all synthesizers with a mix of twinkling and distorted sounds. It’s very sweet and simple, and I feel like there is many ways to interpret the meaning, be it either romantic, or possible rhetorical or harsh in that he is closing the end of a relationship. The song picks up at the end and sounds like the kind of music you rave to, almost a celebration sounds.

Track 13: The Sound                                                                        Rating: 10/10
When I first heard this song i immediately thought “this is their best song they’ve ever made!” Everything about it is great, the productions, the word,s the inflections, it’s so perfect. It’s songs like this, “Heart Out”, and “She Way Out” from their first album, that I feel like as someone who has dealt with mental illness and who can also be quite conceited, I just wholeheartedly relate to the song. Sometimes I feel like Matty and sometimes I feel like the girl he is singing about which is very contradictory much like the song itself! Regardless, I connect with this song and just can’t get it out of my head or heart. As a teenager, we all relate to these relationships that are a little bit toxic because of the strong sexual attraction, but in the end we just know we should stay away. I could go on and on about how much I love this song, but I’ll just leave you with my favourite lyric; “It’s not about reciprocation, it’s just all about me/ A sycophantic, prophetic, Socratic junkie wannabe”, which bears similarities to the line “She said, “It’s not about your body/ It’s just social implications are brought upon by this party that we’re sitting in”, from “She Way Out”…. Must be why I like the two so much!

Track 14: This Must Be My Dream                                                   Rating: 8/10
A sweet synth-pop song about a girl who Matty thought was perfect for him, but turns out not to be. The lyrics “I personify that lack of freedom in your life/ And I’m sure she’ll be gone in a second”, means firstly she takes away his freedom, personifying freedom and becoming the girl. That freedom, that girl, will be gone sure enough. Matty also states that he found her when he was wide awake, and while our dream person is often the ultimate person we want to be with, it is obvious she is not. 

Track 15: Paris                                                                                    Rating: 8/10
I like the slow jam, melancholy vibe about this song, a simple chord progression on the guitar and basic drum beat, whilst also sounding quite depressing reminding me of The Police song “Every Breath You Take”. The lyrics are about a materialistic, drugged up girl Matty has met at a party in Paris. Matty also discusses his own issues with drugs and infidelity, and in the lyric, “She said I’ve been romanticising heroin/And oh how I’d love to go to Paris, to paris again”, Matty relates Paris to heroin in that though there are bad memories attached to each, they’re addictive.

Track 16: Nana                                                                                   Rating: 8/10
This song is played on an acoustic guitar, with he soft sounds of an electric guitar, slow drum beat, and a piano reverb. Matty discusses the memories of his Nana, “It’s not the same when I scratch my own head/ I haven’t got the nails for it”, and the little things he misses about her. He also brings up the fact that he doesn’t believe in God but he still hopes she can hear him when he speaks, similar to my own views I discussed previously in relation to “If I Believe You”. A beautiful tribute to his late Nana who obviously touched his heart and life tremendously. 

Track 17: She Lays Down                                                                  Rating: 7/10
This song is an acoustic ballad about Matty’s mother who suffered from postnatal depression. “And even though her sun is gone/ She’d like to love her child nevertheless”, a beautiful lyric describing a mother’s deep love for her child, and even through a very hard time in her life, she wants to be there for them. The last two songs are very different to the rest of the album’s synth-pop sound, and only reinforces the unpredictably of the band. 

Final Rating: 8.1
With an array of 80′s inspired synth pop and beautifully deep slow ballad’s, The 1975′s second studio album is a definite hit just like there first. We gain a deeper understanding of the band thought process as musicians, and also as people, namely Matty’s mental health and infidelity issues, as well as his conflicting ideas of faith and addiction. The whole album was a journey from start to finish, I truly adore the entire thing and will definitely have it on repeat for weeks to come.

Listen to: The Sound & If I Believe You
Skip: The 1975 & Please Be Naked (If you’re not really into instrumental dominated music, I myself wouldn’t skip a single song!)

anonymous asked:

can you please make a list of alarkling fanfics?

hi anon!! there aren’t as many alarkling fics in this world as i would like(and im bitterly disappointed ok i need even more)  but here are some of my favourites(◡‿◡✿)

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I’m gonna tell you about a show that all of you should already be watching. However, as it seldom appears on my dash, I assume you aren’t. Sucks to be you, but there is hope. Hope in the form of Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries.

On a rough description, the show sounds ridiculous. An Australian crime drama set in the 1920s? Uh-huh, I’m sure you’re all dashing off to Netflix now. But wait, hear me out, it gets better.

This show is on its third season, the first two are on Netflix. Basically it is about a Lady Detective solving murder cases with a dashing police inspector and a posse of others whom she has collected and added to her family and home.

Here is a picture of the main cast (8 or more episodes):

They are all white, I know. But just look at that female to male ratio. And within the whiteness, they are pretty damn diverse. Various socio-economic backgrounds, ages, political views, religious views, sexualities, etc.

Still worried about all the white? That’s legit. But you know what this show has? Lots and lots of recurring or one-off side characters. And you know what else? They are complex, developed, and interesting characters whose races are acknowledged and who are never treated as less by the narrative or by Miss Fisher. Here are a few:

Lin Chung

Nerine Rogers

Camellia Lu, and don’t even get me started on how badass she is

There are more, but these were the ones I could remember and find pictures for.

So there is that. 

Other Things in This Show:

Characters with PTSD

Characters with Mental Disabilities

Autistic Characters

Gay Characters



(Spoilers, but it’s also pretty obvious)



Scary Episodes

Amazing Character Development

Hot People Everywhere

A Kickass Intro You Will Never Skip

Excellent Soundtrack

Pro-Choice Messages

All the Feminist Messages Actually

Ladies Destroying the Patriarchy

Men Who Are Vulnerable and Emotional and Manly

Loving but Dysfunctional Families

Abusive Families

Whole, Happy, Biological Families

Whole, Happy, Found Families

Interracial Marriages/Love Stories


Political Issues from 1920s Australia

Social Issues from 1920s Australia, many of which are still relevant

LIKE ZERO SLUT-SHAMING EVER FROM THE STORY PERSPECTIVE, like there are some characters who slut-shame, but they are clearly shown as Wrong.

A Fantastic Episode About Jewish People and Zionists

War Flashbacks


Female Characters Who:

Are/Have Any Traits Listed Above

Fight Physically

Fight Intellectually

Run Away

Run Companies

Run Illegal Drug Trades

Read a Lot

Have Sex a Lot

Don’t Have Sex at All


Are Doctors

Welcome Everyone with Open Arms

Take a While to Warm Up to People

Overcome Trauma from Rape

Overcome Trauma from Pretty Much Anything

Wear Suits

Are Rich

Are Poor

Are Mothers

Are NOT Mothers

Are Ex-Wives Who Don’t Try to Destroy Their Husbands’ Relationships

And Have Many of these Characteristics and Infinitely More

Here is the Title Character, The Honorable Miss Phryne Fisher, Lady Detective:

Yep, she is basically a better, female combination Bond and Holmes. Yes I said better.

Endlessly stylish, handy with a pistol, far too clever for her own good, determined, resourceful, adventurous, and unfailingly kind.

What more can I say about Miss Fisher that wouldn’t spoil anything or lead to a two-hour rant? She’s open-minded, modern, and always willing to share everything she has.

I could go on to list all of the other main characters, but this post is already very long and much more would lead to spoilers.

But here’s two more things:

Are you bored with the usual hetero pairings, feel like you’ve seen them all a hundred times before? Me too! But not this one. Oh no, this one. This fucking show has the best hetero pairings I have ever seen. Honestly, it just has the best pairings I’ve ever seen. The main one in particular is just…ugh. I don’t know how to describe it more without giving everything away. But they are so perfect for each other, and they’re so bad at getting there. It’s painful, it’s beautiful, it’s just…uuuuuugh.

And in case none of this has convinced you to go watch it, here are some of the costumes:

What is this how are there dresses this gorgeous?

Stylish and practical


Dresses and suits - all fabulous

Some 1920s Swimsuits

And more, all Miss Fisher

Plainer but still wonderful

Lovely dress for a young girl

Sharp suit for an sharp woman

And if you still aren’t convinced…I don’t know what to say to you. 

But here’s this:

Now go watch and reblog to spread the word. This is a show tumblr should be all over.

whhhhy why does “Idolm@ster SideM” give me so much emotions??????

Honestly, we’re at the third episode and I continue to be pleasantly surprised by how WELL the writing of the show is in terms of characterization and the way it can lead you to feeling all that emotions up until the new unit’s debut performance. Like, in such a short time, they’ve managed to make the characters super likeable or relatable that you just want to root for them to succeed. I dunno, I’m just really surprised that an idol show is capable of being so well-written :’) 

also can I please adopt Tsubasa my pure sunshine child

Tonight at one of the biggest sporting grand finals in Australia, the National Rugby League asked Macklemore and Mary Lambert to sing Same Love and I can’t explain how good that makes me feel ugh. Especially since all Australian lgbtq+ are going through a hard time right now with the same sex marriage survey and all the negative attention it’s giving us. I love that they sang this song at a nationwide event to show that same sex love isn’t bad.

“Til the day my country can be united by law”



Being late on your period and finding out you’re pregnant with Roman’s baby. You are scared to tell him, but he ends up being happy and comforts you.

I’m drunk. Too drunk. Drunk as a skunk. I giggle to myself at the thought. Whoever came up with “drunk as a skunk” must’ve been drunk himself. Yet here I am, trying to piece together how anyone would even come up with that analogy. I push the thought away. This is what happens when Joe is on his European tour. I end up going out with my girls and end up coming home drunk, feeling frisky, and all alone. Most of the time I’m good with the traveling he is required to do for what he loves. Then there are days like this, where I am selfish, needy, and missing my man. I reach into the top drawer of the bedside table and whip out the lined sheet. Listed in the best penmanship he can manage are the dates and cities for the tour. Lots of places I don’t recognize and probably don’t even pronounce correctly, but there’s only four days left before he can come back home. Something about the date for the SmackDown taping catches me eye. Then again, I am drunk and seeing almost double.

I put the sheet back where it was, proceeding to roll over to his side of the bed where the sheets smell just like him. Like I was hit by lightning, I sit up in the fumble of sheets. I’m completely sober now.

“That’s just not possible…” I whisper to no one because I’m alone. I grab my phone to find it’s completely dead. That means it’s going to take forever to turn on. However, I put it to charge and I’m out of bed, running like a chicken without a head around the house looking for a calendar. There isn’t one in the kitchen, the living room, or any other room I stumble into. “Seriously!”

For two of the most organized people in the world because of our lifestyles, why can’t I for the life of me find a damn calendar? I run back up to the bedroom in hopes that my phone has charged enough to turn on by now. And it has not. Oh! Duh. My laptop. I snatch it off the bedside table, drag it into bed with me and immediately open up the calendar app. I count three weeks and four days, ten times, before I can tear my face away from the screen. Like clockwork, a FaceTime request pops up on the screen. His timing is golden. Really.

I fluff my hair into some semblance of order and answer with the best smile I can get away with. “Hi, honey.”
“Baby girl, you’re awake!” Joe says in his, I’m ready to go to bed, voice. He’s in bed with nothing but his boxers on and if I could, I would pull him right out of the screen. Then I remember that my actions after that would be exactly why I’m in the predicament I’m in now. “I thought I was going to have to text you goodnight.”
“I bet it would’ve been an amazing, sweet message to wake up to.” Because they always are.
“I’m glad I caught you.”
“So am I, honey. How was your day?”
“It was pretty all right. I had my radio interview, the small meet and greet, and the house show. My shoulders are a bit sore actually.” He rolls into his back, groaning in the process. Making me feel useless. I love to massage him.
“I’ll give you all the massages you want in four days time.” Three weeks. Four days. I repeat that in my head until it’s become a chant almost. But it’s just not possible. Is it? Ugh! This is so fucked!
“Baby girl?” Joe says sing-songily bringing me back to earth.
“Lost in your own little world over there, huh? What’s on your mind?”
Panic overwhelms me. “It’s nothing. I was drinking…” Which I’m starting to think maybe I shouldn’t have been. “So my mind is just everywhere, I guess.”
“You know… I can always tell when you’re lying to me.”
Not that I ever do. “That’s a bold faced lie.”
He sits back against the tufted headboard, slinging an arm behind his head. “White lie. You don’t lie to me, but I can tell when you’re lying. Your eyes wander, and you stop talking with your hands. You always make hand gestures when you’re talking. You stopped. So I’ll ask again, what’s on your mind?”
He sees right through me. I let out a nervous little chuckle, mentally preparing myself for whatever reaction I might get. “Before I tell you, can you just promise me that you’re not going to freak out? Because I’m on the verge of doing just that and I don’t think I can deal with you freaking out and being so far away.”
“Just promise me, Joe. Please,” I beg.
I watch the concern grow on his face. That wasn’t my intention but now I know that he understands that what I’m about to say is serious. He nods, giving me the okay to speak freely. I square my shoulders.
“I was going over the days left until you come back. Four days. This is when my… monthly visitor is scheduled to come by. Except she didn’t. For as long as I’ve had these visits, she’s never been late. She’s four days late. And I really don’t know what to do because, like I said, this doesn’t ever happen. Should I go down and buy a pregnancy test? Should I go to the doctor?” I realize I’m gasping for air because I’m rambling on and on. In the second it takes me to register that I need to calm down, Joe jumps up in bed.
“Firstly, you’re not going anywhere at this time of the night. Secondly…” He stares at me for what seems to be forever. His eyes are wild and full of wonder. How I wish I could read what’s going on behind them. “If you’re saying what I think you’re saying, we will be going to the doctor the same day I land in the states.”
“I can’t tell if you’re excited, or upset, or what?”
“I’m not very excited that you pieced this all together while I’m on tour, but I am excited.” A heart stopping smile grows on his face.
I really don’t mean to burst his bubble, but I have to ask. “So if the test turns out to be positive…”
“Then we better prepare ourselves for a mini you, or mini me running around our house.”
“And if the test turns out to be negative?”
“Then we keep trying. Or not. Whatever you want. As long as you’re happy.” My heart cracks inside my chest. His entire tone changed, tugging right at my heart. “However the coin flips, we will get through everything that comes our way. I truly believe that.”
“Don’t you dare turn this into a promo, Anoa'i!”
“I’m not! I swear!” He chuckles, raising his right hand. “Scouts honor.”
“You were a Boy Scout?”
“I may or may not have been a Boy Scout.”
“You were totally a Boy Scout!” I giggle, having to wipe my eyes dry.

I might really be pregnant. That makes me regret all the tequila I had tonight. And the daily glasses of wine before bed. Joe and I joke that it’s my version of an apple a day keeps the doctor away. But right now all I feel is guilty. For not paying more attention to my body. For in any way causing harm to what may or may not be the tiny blip in my belly.
In my mind’s eye, I can totally picture Joe and a mini him running and throwing a football back and forth in our backyard, or Joe and a mini me set up for the biggest, best tea party in the world. All with their big sister.
Something in my brain clicks.

“I see you lost in your thoughts again, baby girl. We’re going to be okay. No matter what. I promise you that.”
“And I truly believe that.”
“Good. Now go get two tablets of Aleve and a glass of water.”
“I can’t. I’ve been drinking.”
“Just go get them. Please.”

I very reluctantly drag my drunken body out of bed, down to the kitchen, and back into bed. I set them on the bedside table for the morning because I know that’s what they were for. Sober Joe loves drunken me too much to let me suffer from a hangover. I wear my best smile when I turn back to the laptop. To find him drifting off to sleep. My poor honey. Twenty-one events over a span of eleven days is rough on anyone. A wrestler? Even more so.

Not wanting to wake him, I blow him a silent kiss and end the call. The constant traveling is hard on him on his regular dates, I can only imagine the toll this tour is going to take on him. But I’m prepared to handle the aftermath. Just like we will handle everything that comes our way.

I shut my laptop and set it on the other night stand. Cuddling up in his side of the bed once more, inhaling his cologne, I find sleep.

Text Message from My Baby ♥️ @ 10 AM:
I’m so sorry I fell asleep on you, baby girl. I didn’t mean to. I know you’re still asleep but I wanted to remind you that I admire you so much. You’re so strong, putting up with my work schedule all while building your own empire. I’m incredibly proud of you. I hope you never forget that. And I meant what I said last night… We’re going to be okay. No matter what. I hope you’re hangover free as you finish reading this. I love you.

Thank you, anime, for all the Seijou:

We already had so many great things in the manga, in this second match, regarding Seijou, but the anime gave us so many extra little things that I can’t complain about it, tbh, like: 

  • The third years’ friendship 
  • All those not so subtle Matsuhana moments
  • ALL THOSE NOT SO SUBTLE KYOUHABA SCENES (I could write a BIBLE about all those gazes and uuuuugh)
  • Kunimi’s little moments from the sides, watching the game, cheering for his senpais, looking frustrated/worried/angry, SAYING TO KAGEYAMA THAT NEXT TIME THEY WILL WIN
  • Yahaba having little moments to shine and especially the ‘Don’t ever forget this sight’ scene
  • The animation being so on point with Oikawa’s serve, with THE Iwaoi scene at ep 24, Kyoutani’s introduction on the court, Iwaizumi’s recieves… 
  • The 2nd years being show together in their last scene, promising that this isn’t over and that they’ll get their revenge

Really, as much as the ending is bitter and sad for Seijou, I’m so happy that the anime gave me everything I wanted about them and so much more. All the scenes I wanted where there and it was so well done. They added charisma to all of them, even when they were in the background, it made them feel so much alive and, ugh, just thank you anime. 

Thank you for giving Seijou the treatment it deserves. 

maralidolly  asked:

In the song "I am Moana", for some reason it's when her Grandma sings "Moana, you've come so far. Moana, listen. Do you know who you are?" It's the way she says her name that always gives me chills. It's so sincere and sounds so endearing. It's beautiful and it shows how much she loves Moana. Ugh :')

Totally in the french version it also gives you chills when she says “ Vaiana tout ce chemin , Vaiana sais tu d’ou tu viens” which roughly means “ Vaiana you came all this way , Vaiana do you know where you’re coming from ? “ .

I particularly love this song and you can really feel Lin manuel miranda’s touch in it . All the movie Moana was special because she “ was chosen by the ocean” but in this song we are shown that ocean or not Moana is special because of who she is . She is both an explorer and deeply attached to her land .That’s why the song ends with a beautiful “ I AM MOANA” .

The ocean doesn’t tell her who she is . Her father doesn’t tell her who she is  . She tells the world who she is .

Izumo no Heya 3
Kusanagi Izumo, Yukizome Kukuri, Kokujouji Daikaku, Tsukumo
Izumo no Heya 3

K, why dost thou make me study Japanese history just to be able to understand what the hell some old man was talking about in an audio drama? (yeah, and now, after much googling, beware of a huge explanatory note…) Ah, and Tsukumo is the cleaning robot. Now, onto it: the final installment of Kusanagi’s show (from BD6 of the first season)

Izumo’s Room 3

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The signs as crushes I have/had

Aries: he was captain on the soccer team and he was really quick minded and made me feel like I was living in a cliche movie.

Taurus: he was my neighbor and was always inviting me over and he gave me his t shirts and stuff and he made me feel welcome&comfortable

Gemini: my elementary school crush. We did everything together and had long conversations and shared lunch and stuff it was cute.

Cancer: we hung out and we liked the same music and he would talk to me about music and he would make jokes that had surprisingly dark humor in them.

Leo: everyone wanted him. I didn’t want to want him but I couldn’t help it he was so friendly and magnetic and just ugh he actually talked to me like everything I was saying was relevant.

Virgo: my math tutor who helped me a lot and I admired how smart he was and how he easily he knew how to pick things apart and put them back together. He was rlly tall and cute too tbh

Libra: he was my best friend that I ended up liking. He made me feel special and loved . It was all laughs when we hung out.

Scorpio: this guy who would show up at my worst moments and give me looks across the room. Looks of sympathy and admiration. All I ever knew about him was his name tho.

Sagittarius: this guy I met at the pool who I spent the summer with. Lots of fun and being pushed in the pool and cute playful arguments.

Capricorn: this guy who was in a band who lived really close to me and me and my friends would always walk to his house. And he would always point at me when he was singing.

Aquarius: my middle school crush. He loved conspiracy theories and reading and acting weird with me . We were unstoppable.

Pisces: the guy of my dreams. Tired eyes cute smile. Sweet but isolated. I never know what he really means. He leaves me in suspense and keeps everything low key.