we just keep believing

Do you ever wonder why there’s always this push for everyone working with the boys becoming instant best friends with them? I mean, we know they’re lovely boys (that’s why we’re here) but… you don’t have to be somebody’s closest friend just because you have to work with them. Also remember that this fandom is so quick to “adopt” anyone that says any flowery words about the boys and we know that often doesn’t end up well. Keep in mind that we’re a huge and engaged fanbase of the biggest boy band on the planet. Everybody wants to tap on that spring ($$$). And y’all make it far too easy.

  • No, I said I won’t have you dying for nothing. 
  • I won’t be. I’ll be dying with you.
  • Look, you told me that you could never get close to your mother, that she lived in another world. Well, maybe she’s trying to show you that world.
  • It’s not important if I believe it. She believes it. I’m just saying, we need to keep an open mind.
  • Only two people know what the truth really is, and one of them is dead. Too bad it wasn’t you.
  • Can I ask you something? How do you do it? Finally say goodbye to that one person you loved most in all the world?
  • Truth is, I’ve never been very good at saying goodbye.
  • But that’s the hell of it, isn’t it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, they’re gone and you have to go on living without them. Because that’s what they would want.
  • Well then maybe we’ll all get to watch her slam her head into a five ton slab of granite.
  • May he have mercy on us all.
  • What kind of god creates a world where monsters thrive and beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?
  • The same kind of god who also offers an opportunity for redemption.
  • I’ve been dying for years. It’s a wearisome process. I welcome its conclusion.
  • It’s like you read my mind.
  • I kept my word. I lay my vengeance at your feet.
  • I must say, this is a damned inconvenient time to be conciliatory.
  • Why did you pretend not to recognize me? I was afraid you would just blurt out my real name.
  • I know what you did. You championed me and exiled me both at the same time.
  • What am I to do with such a bloodthirsty barbarian?
  • Is your thirst for slaughter not quenched yet?
  • Surely there’s another woman you could have kiss you goodbye?
  • Fortune drops out of the sky and onto our doorstep. Convenient, is it not? 
  • Why should we waste time with all this Shiite?
  • It’s been horrible. He forced me to mend his socks and to fetch his meals.
  • I think I know a wee bit more about this than you do.
  • So, will I be allowed to join you at dinner tonight?
  • They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.
  • We may have to rethink our decision not to lie to one another.
  • And you, witch who sucks the cock of the devil. I’ll see you in hell.
  • You’re not what I ordered. But, you’ll do.
  • You should have trusted me with that knowledge from the beginning.
  • Every now and then it is OK for you to lie to me, you know, just to put my mind at ease.
  • Aye. I’ll remember that for the next time.
  • I’ve been thinking. Remember you said I owe you a life because you saved mine? Well, I saved yours as well at least as often. Seems to me we’re even.
  • Ashamed. Like I’m a different person now, and I’ll never be the same.
  • So you had to start yourself up with a whore before you could stand to be with me?
  • This is wonderful news. Why did you wait until now to tell me?
  • The way I see it, we’re doing a bad thing for a good reason.
  • Isn’t that what all bad people say?
  • Well, I am an unusual lady. At least I used to be.
  • Told you that dress would bring us grief.
  • How can you save a man that doesn’t want saving?
  • I lie here feeling I will die without your touch, but when we do touch, I want to vomit with shame.
  • If you take away the one last thing that makes sense to me, then I will die with you, right here now.
  • You think I cannot control the darkness I inhabit? One way or another, I will get a response from you.
  • Love forces a person to choose. You do things you never imagined you could do before.
  • Go get the shovel.
  • You might want to remember who has the pistol.
  • It looks like I’m going to a fucking barbecue.
  • I want you ____. I want you so much I can scarcely breathe. Will you have me?
  • You are my home now, ____. 
  • It’s often something like this. But, no, this is unusual. It’s different.
  • Take off your shirt. I want to look at you.
  • I’ll never forget when I came out of the church and saw you for the first time, It was as if I stepped outside on a cloudy day and suddenly the sun came out.
  • Doesn’t it bother you that I’m not a virgin?
  • You control your nerves. Your nerves do not control you.
  • It doesn’t matter where you come from. You’re here.
  • Sometimes I wonder what I did to make the devil punish me like this. 

anonymous asked:

Yes - even if L and H were no longer together, there's no way you could argue that Harry wasn't playing both sides to -*some* extent for this promo. There are things that seem deliberate and they're aimed at our fandom (the louis tweet, bee tattoo) And there's no chance they didn't know larries would interpret SC as being about Louis, yet they chose to release and promo it right before his tour tickets went on sale.

I’m actually just gonna copy/paste @iftheresnolove‘s comment on my last post about this because it pretty much is the answer to this ask: 

I also think he would never do that if either 1. the relationship that has ended. 2. the relationship had never happened and the other part of it were supposedly annoyed by it and had a kid. If it’s an actual relationship, which is what we believe, he’s not ‘keeping Larries onside’, he’s just being. Keeping the Larries onside in this situation is what both him and Louis have been doing since 2010. It’s called wanting support.

❋  Sakine-chan  ❋

Two Plus One Makes Three

Learning, or as he would rather be called, Logic and Heart are no longer the only two in the mind space. 

It had been a day like any other in the mindscape. 

It had been about three years since Learning, or as he wants to be called, ‘Logic’ had finally been let out of the room he had grew up in to join Heart in the central hub. The two of them had formed a strong bond over those years with the emotional side passing notes constantly under Logic’s door. 

Now the two of them had made themselves comfortable on the couch in the main hub. Learning had a book on his lap but was more interested watching as Heart talked about possible favorite colors. So far they had made it into the greatness that was green and how it could possibly be the favorite color. 

“…The green of a lime is so pretty and bright but the fruit is so sour I don’t like it very much but do you think that you could make limeade like you make lemonade? I think Thomas should look into that and see if that drunk is green too…”

It was fascinating to see how the boy’s mind worked; the younger side had to admit that. Were emotions always this, for lack of better word in his limited vocabulary, crazy? The side actually cried over how much he liked yellow; he did not understand it.

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u know u read about Bad Teachers all the time in books like in matilda or jane eyre and u never really realize that teachers were actually like that a little while ago until u ask around

i was talking with family on how so many teachers in literature r portrayed as very evil and we were talking about schools a long time ago. my grandparents were both in catholic school and got more than a taste of it.

which soon led to my grandmother telling me how she was belted by a nun in the fourth grade. when she told her mother her mom was like “u probably deserved it” bc these nuns were convincing parents that hitting ur child was okay! anyway my grandmother ended up having to carry a cheesecake her mother baked for the nun who hit her. her only regret is not that she didn’t talk back to the nun, but that she didn’t spit in the cheesecake

We don’t need anyone to believe in us. We just keep going anyhow. It’s what we do.
—  Neil Gaiman, American Gods

idk about u lads, but i think the anonymity offered by social media proves that humans are inherently awful and that being a decent human being isn’t the norm but rather a choice. because the amount of people that hide behind anonymous asks or faceless profiles to send genuinely disgusting, nasty, malicious and often aggressive/violent comments, just because they can without repercussion, is frankly too high for me to believe anything other than that the only thing that stops people doing this more frequently publicly, is the fear of punishment for it.

But those are just my 1.20am thoughts.


Happy Hump Day! Been traveling for work for a few days, and just logged in to catch up, and it feels a little like I fell into a mud hole! Maybe it’s me, but why do I get the feeling that there is some type of SamCait hangover going on??

I just saw the newly released pics from OL with the Claire and Frank thing, and while not my favorite way to promote the show…I get it. Let’s face it….Jamie and Claire are separated for 20 years in those blasted books, and they are going to play that. But, we know how that ends. And, they are not going to tease “the reunion:….at least not yet. We just have to trust in their methods, and I am just going to wait on the final result. And, I trust MBR, who is so heavily involved this year in pivotal moments that I am truly excited for S3!!

As for our dreamy duo….can you imagine their life right now?? They have been working their tails off the past few weeks, and are getting ready to move to another continent! It took me 2 days to pack for a 3 day work trip to Charleston, and I am still missing some of my toiletries, and pissed that I didn’t pack some different shoes (even though the ones I brought are very cute, but I digress)! I cannot imagine what they are doing, so I am giving them a break on this one.

January has been a sublime month for us, and they have really given us much to bask over. And, I believe more is coming. Yes… we are waiting with anticipation on that jersey pic, and Valentine’s Day is right around the corner. The problem here is we always want more (I know I do), because we love it from them. But I think we have to remember they are still slowly raising this curtain, and it might not be something every day. I am A-OK with this, because it is all good!

And, I see the anti’s and nervous Nellie’s are at it again. Don’t you find it funny that since Swiss Miss is out of the picture (and let’s face it, that one is dead and buried, and did you see the latest IG post…"fascinate me”…wtf? Maybe that is why the anti’s are so pissed…yes, it is a piano, and yes those are keys, and is that my head? Geez!), they are back to others who Sam is now with. I find that absolutely hysterical because they are blowing up their own asses, and Sam is not playing with them.

So, I am sailing away with all of the goodies of the lady few weeks, the fact they went to the rugby game, and the Idea that they are packing up their belongings to discover a whole new world….together!! And if we just sit back and play amongst ourselves, I am sure they will continue to play with us! It is all good! We just need to keep believing in Sam and Cait…and I REALLY do these days!

Happy Wednesday sweet shipsters!! Now I must go figure out how to make two conditioners into shampoo. I see a bad hair day coming on!!😲😙❤

anonymous asked:

hey di!! can i ask what ur new url means/is in reference to?

this is late bc i literally had to cut and edit material to expand on this, but it’s all good. we’re all good. i’m ready now, bluebonnet, let me take y’all on a journey.

“Before the show we have a lot of rituals we don’t realize,” Harry said. “We all do the same thing each time. Right before we go on stage we have a little huddle, make each other laugh. We do the ‘hands in’ where we all put our hands in the middle and do one, two, three – push!”

in short, we push is ot5.

in long, we push is 5 hands in, is fingers against fingers and palms against palms and hearts laid gently on top of one another in a circle that says to the rest of the world, this is ours, this is our love just for us, this is us

we push was already set in stone in 2013, early in the TMH era, so it stands to reason, it is something that has maybe existed as long as the band/ot5/my heart has

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Try - Louis Tomlinson Imagine

Many girls have held a baby, many girls want to take care of a child, but majority dream of having one. She did, she dreamed since she was younger to have one, a small bundle in her arms, looking up to her husband with a smile that meant the world to him, that was her dream.

But, (Y/N) tried, her and her husband, Louis tried everyday, after two years of marriage and six years of being together. Both of them were ready, both of them wanted it. It was not (Y/N) who brought up the conversation, it was Louis, talking about their future together, about their life, passions and goals, together as couple, and the topic came up. That was eighteen months ago. Constant trying, at first, they tried during her ovulation, and they had that fun sex without protection once in awhile, but there was no positive outcome coming out of it. They both decided, to have sex, just try and have fun with it, which included fucking two to three times a day, at first it was fun, but then it turned out to be a chore, if you were honest. But nothing happened.

Louis and her were like they were desperate, more than that. They both saw their mates having children, and they weren’t even in the slight successful, and that hurt her. Women are suppose to have children, bare them, but she felt like she was nothing, when she read that monthly stick she bought from the local drug store, reading a negative answer, she felt useless.

Therefore, eighteen months later, she sat on the couch, her first glass of wine she had ever had since the beginning, but it was a big, expensive glass of Merlot perched on her hand, watching whatever was on the telly. She had finally given up, she wanted to tell Louis that, she just wanted to live life, and go to the next option which was adoption or taking a break, so she sat there, in her own pity party.

Louis walked in, with his stuff and a plastic bag, he picked it up on the way for her, new pregnancy tests, she knew the routine, but she did not walk to get them, she sat there, trying to show him the wine in her hand, wearing sweats, a tank top and a low messy bun. He set his stuff down, took off his jacket, and was surprised not to see his wife, waddle to him to grab the bag and go to the bathroom, therefore he looked up, walking towards the kitchen to place the bag down, seeing her cuddled up with their dog and a blanket watching some drama.

“Love, are you ok?” He said, starting to walk up to the couch, grabbing the glass of wine out of her hand, her giving him a glare, and sitting next to her.

“I was perfectly ok, but not really now, since you took away my only good thing at the moment.” She said, turning her body from the television towards him, while he took a swig of the wine.

“You know you’re not suppose to be drinking, love.” He said pulling her into his body, holding her. She would not let him see how upset she was, more a like, angry.

“It is not like there is a baby there, that I am hurting.” She said, placing her head onto his chest, and legs crossed over his, placed gently on the ottoman.

“I don’t be like that, it will happen, I believe it will happen, we just have to keep trying.” He said, starting to play with her loose hairs, he did not even know she wa tearing up till she started to wipe her eyes.

“Oh, baby, come here.” He whispered in a soothing voice, bringing her closer to him, rubbing her back and head.

“Lou, you don’t understand, all we do together is talk about a baby, and have sex. I want it to stop, I just want to live a bit longer, maybe the baby is not suppose to happen at the minute. We can try again later, or go to adoption, but I want to feel young a little more, have fun sex, go out, drink, get drunk, work the next day and my colleagues laugh at me cause I can’t handle the alcohol.” She said, starting to laugh at the end of the statement. Louis just nodded to his missus.

“If that is what you want, then we can take a break, I don’t want to pressure you, ok?” She nodded, looking up and planting a kiss on his lips.

“Ok, can we go to bed, I’m really tired?” She asked, starting to get up, Louis drank the rest of the wine in the wine glass, and followed her up, noting it was only nine o’clock.

Placed in the bed, lights off they both fell asleep in eachothers arms, her relieved, and him fine with the ordeal.

Hours later, a little pass sunrise, she woke up running towards the bathroom, emptying her stomach out, sitting next to it, head in her legs and arms, silently breathing. She got up moments later, thinking of the two options of this problem, one was that she ate that take-out, that may have not have gone well with her stomach or the other, which she doubt was that she was pregnant.

Walking down the stairs, she tried her best not to make a noise, even though knowing that Louis is a deep sleeper. She picked up the pregnancy test that still laid in the plastic bag on the counter and went up again to the bathroom, taking her time with it.

She repeated the process, as every month she had, waiting the awful two minutes, checking up every so often. She knew that she should not get her hopes up, like she does everytime, but when the timer goes off, she could not bring herself to grab it like she would normally would, it was usually Louis who would read it, but he was fast asleep. So, she brought herself up, grabbed it, closing her eyes and slowly starting to peak. It showed two pink lines, her eyes widened and she quickly went for the second one, repeating the process, moments later, she had to two sticks with two pink lines, she opened the door, almost scared to say a word.

“Louis,” She said, starting to walk to the left side of the bed,”Louis.” All she could hear was a grumble coming from him, so she bent down and kissed his lips, him instantly replying back. His eyes opened, looking at her’s, a smile played across his lips. She sat down on the side of the bed, looking at him.

“I’m sorry to wake you up so early, but I gotten this wave of nausea, so I took two tests and look.” She gave him the tests, while she started to ramble on.

“I realise when taking it that I had weird emotions yesterday, and I was really tired for no reason, but look, baby, we are having a baby.” She said, he smiled, not saying anything taking everything in.

“We are having a baby.” he started, slowly getting louder, “we are having a baby, we are having a baby.” He grabbed her, placing the tests on the bedside table, and placing her on the bed, giving her kisses.

Their dreams come true, a baby is on their way.

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I just want to say, happy anniversary to One Direction, thank you for making me who I am today. Lots of love,

-Ava xx

American Gods (Novel) Starters
  • “All your questions can be answered, if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.”
  • “Every hour wounds. The last one kills.”
  • “What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore, it knows it’s not foolin’ a soul.”
  • “There's none so blind as those who will not listen.”
  • “Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.”
  • “I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.”
  • “Too much talking these days. Talk talk talk. This country would get along much better if people learned how to suffer in silence.”
  • “I think I would rather be a man than a god. We don’t need anyone to believe in us. We just keep going anyhow. It’s what we do.”
  • “Don't start anything you're not prepared to finish.”
  • “You are an analog girl, living in a digital world.”
  • “Goodbyes are overrated.”
  • “It's easy, there's a trick to it, you do it or you die.”
  • “I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies.”
  • “I could be blindfolded and dropped into the deepest ocean and I would know where to find you. I could be buried a hundred miles underground and I would know where you are.”
  • “When you love something you just don't want to stop talking about it.”
  • “Information and knowledge: two currencies that have never gone out of style.”
  • “In this sorry world, the symbol is the thing.”
  • “Angry gets shit done.”
  • “If you can fake sincerity, you’ve got it made.”
  • “Family is who you survive with when you need to survive - even if you do not like them.”
  • “You are an immaterial girl living in a material world.”
  • “You shine like a beacon in a dark world.”
  • “We're going to San Francisco. The flowers in your hair are optional.”
  • “All is well, and all is well, and all shall be well.”
  • “And what’s a stranger but a friend you haven’t met yet?”
  • “I can dance like an angel, fight like a cornered bear, plan better than a fox, sing like a nightingale…”

anonymous asked:

Oh my lord. My boyfriend just came home with 3 cats and told me that he found them in a box in some sketchy alley way and now he refuses to let us take them to a shelter and insists that we keep them

AJDSFHALKSJD I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST SAW THIS I’M SO SORRY but this is so cute i’m yeLLING AJSDLHFAS !!!!!!!!!! have you named them what are they like are they cute are they fed has he brought them to the vet? ;u; i love animals bless 

but also consider this: 

  • Bin walking back after an English lesson in the Fantz building and it’s raining hard and he’s huddled in his raincoat
  • Bin hearing small meows coming from this alleyway between the dorm and the fantz and stopping
  • Bin peeping into the alleyway and seeing a small cardboard box loosely covered by a plastic bag
  • small sad meows coming from the box!!!
  • Bin opening the box and seeing the smallest three kittens he’s ever seen in his life - one could easily fit in the palm of his hand
  • Bin’s heart melting !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! because 
  • 1) he lives in a dorm his manager would have his head if he came back with three kittens 
  • 2) they’re promoting and their schedule’s insane there’s no way he can take care of three kittens and 
  • 3) he’s allergic to fur so really ??? 
  • what can he do :(
  • but also Bin tucking the box into his raincoat and carrying it back to the dorm because dammit his heart is weak don’t expect him to stay strong in the face of those sad kittens 
  • Bin knocking open the door with his hip with the full intention of bring the box directly to his room and asking Eunwoo what to do 
  • because of course Eunwoo would know 
  • but also Bin getting caught by Jinjin two steps in because “soN why do you look so guilty”
  • Bin slowly pulling the box out of his coat 
  • cue Jinjin and Bin standing in the living room staring at the three shivering kittens
  • Eunwoo walking out and seeing and lowkey freaking !!! out!!!!!! because that’s not allowed !!!!!!!!!!!! 
  • what if the manager walks in !!!!!!!! they’re deaD!!!!!!! 
  • but also MJ whacking him on the head and barking for Sanha to get a towel because look at these three idiots standing here looking at cold kittens, the least they could do is warm the poor babies up 
  • cue MJ picking them up gently and drying them 
  • because MJ’s basically Snow White fight me on this 
  • Sanha wiggling and whining and asking to pet them then getting all silent and in awe when MJ places a kitten into his hands 
  • small baby snuggling into Sanha’s big palms !!!! Sanha’s eyes widening because look at this small thing, full of life and warmth!!! in his hands !!!!!!!!!
  • MJ instructing Rocko to heat up some milk and to pour it into the smallest dish they have 
  • Eunwoo sitting with a kitten nestled in his lap and Bin staring at it and Eunwoo in wonder
  • they’re just so small!!!!!! and cute!!!!!!!!! eyes are so big !!!!!!!!!!!
  • Bin softly humming Puss in Boots and Sanha giggling 
  • Jinjin prodding the last one when MJ’s done gently towelling it off 
  • Rocko setting the milk down and the boys depositing the kittens on the floor
  • kittens going straight for the milk and after lapping up half of it, wandering off into different corners of the room 
  • baby kitten going back up to Eunwoo and butting his hand with its head 
  • Eunwoo instantly falling in love !!!!!!
  • Bin tugging his sweater sleeves over his hands so he doesn’t get rashes but smiling at 5stro playing with the babies :’)  
  • Rocky finally looking up from where Sanha’s stroking a kitten in Rocko’s lap and asking the question on everyone’s minds: “do you think we can… we can keep them?”
  • and immediately Jinjin feels all eyes swivel to him so he clears his throat and passes MJ the kitten and says slowly: “well, I don’t think so, given that-”
  • cue a cacophony of whines from 5stro????
  • they’re so small ???????? we can’t just LEAVE them outside??????????? heck ????
  • Jinjin, slightly defeated: “I guess we’d have to ask the manager…?” 
  • Rocko smoothly sliding Jinjin’s phone out of his pockets and tossing it onto the sofa behind him: “oops, you lost your phone, can’t contact him now!!!”
  • Jinjin smiling in resignation because heck, why not just take care of the kittens for one night, right? 
  • they don’t have a schedule tomorrow so they can just bring the box to the Fantz building 
  • loud cheering from 5stro !!!!!!!!!!!!! 
  • cue loud discussions about what the cats would do in the Fantz building 
  • maybe they can be the Fantz cats!!!!!!!!!!!! 
  • maybe they can catch cicadas in the office!!!! 
  • maybe the kittens can be named after them !!!!! 
  • cue MJ and Eunwoo arguing over whether they should be called Hello Venus / Astro / Weme or Hello Cupid / Aroha / whatever their boss decides weme’s fandom name is supposed to be
  • Bin sitting back with his sweater paws beaming proudly at his team because look !! look at them being happy and having so much love in their hearts and pouring all that love out into the small beings purring happily in their living room
  • he doesn’t know what their manager will say tomorrow or if they’ll agree to keep the cats at all but for now, seeing his members happily playing with the kittens??????
  • he’s happy enough :’)

my suitemate recently adopted a cat her name is lucifer and we call her lucy for short and the only person in our 4 person suite she hasn’t warmed up to is me :’) not bitter or anything


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