we lived happily ever after

Ten years from now I don’t want to tell the story of how I lost the boy of my dreams because I was too afraid to try. No, that’s not my story. This is my story.

I love you. Or at least I like you a lot. I don’t know how it works because I’ve never felt anything this strong before. That might sound crazy but it’s true. You are constantly in my head, like this annoying song stuck on repeat and you try to get it out of there but you can’t. And when we’re together I am insanely happy. And I say insanely because it’s just so much happiness that it almost drives me insane thinking about it. You are goofy and handsome and smart and incredible and so beautiful. Just all of you, in every way, is beautiful.

So maybe my story won’t end with you and me being together. Maybe we won’t ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. But now I know I’ve tried. My story may not be perfect but at least I know that I wrote it, I didn’t let it write me.
—  Story time.
SO THE GIRLS ARE ALL DEAD.
SO THE GIRLS ARE ALL MONSTERS.
OK. FINE. IF THE GIRL WHO LIKES KISSING
GIRLS MUST DIE, THEN FINE. I’LL SHOW YOU
A DEAD GIRL: SHE WILL BE DEAD
AND MERCILESS. GO AHEAD. BURY HER.
THIS TIME SHE WILL RISE. SHE WILL CLAW
HER WAY UP. GRAVE-DIRT UNDER
HER FINGERNAILS. DRIPPING AND DARK-HAIRED
FROM THE WATER. YOU WANTED A DEAD GIRL
AND YOU’RE GOING TO GET A DEAD GIRL.
YOU WANTED A MONSTER
AND YOU’RE GOING TO GET A MONSTER. 
IF THERE MUST BE BLOOD
THEN THERE WILL BE BLOODSHED,
DO YOU HEAR ME? 
IF SHE IS A MONSTER FOR LOVING GIRLS
THEN SHE IS A MONSTER, THIS TIME.
SHE WILL HAUNT THIS HOUSE YOU BUILT.
SHE WILL SHAKE THOSE BONES.
DON’T YOU KNOW YOU LEFT HER HUNGRY?
LISTEN TO ME. IF YOU WANT A HORROR SHOW
THEN I WILL GIVE YOU A HORROR SHOW.
DON’T KILL ANYTHING
YOU AREN’T PREPARED
TO MAKE A GHOST OF.
—  s.s., “bury your gays”
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Cinderella. Here we are. “Lived happily ever after.” Oh, no ogres! Let’s see. Snow White. A handsome prince. Oh, no ogres. Sleeping Beauty. Oh, no ogres! Hansel and Gretel? No! Thumbelina? No! The Golden Bird, the Little Mermaid, Pretty Woman… no, no, no, no, NO! You see, ogres don’t live happily ever after.

the irene conversation was the greenhouse scene so next we have the wife coming back to kill the unfaithful husband and then we have them discovering that moriarty is central to the entire plot and THEN we have them pushing moriarty over a waterfall and living happily ever after

In another world, we meet in a coffee shop in college. We come from different states, maybe even different countries. We have different friends and different homes and somehow, things work out for the better.

In another world, we meet in high school. You’re older and I’m new and everything goes the way it does in the movies. We kiss at prom and live happily ever after.

In another world, we meet as adults. Maybe we work together, or have mutual friends, or maybe we just bump into each other in the street and fall in love.

In this world, we meet as children. Too young and wide-eyed and empty, waiting for life to fill us with who we are. We know nothing of life or love, but we know everything of each other. In this world, though, that is not enough. So I cannot help but imagine a different one.
—  EMJ // Another Page In The Book

Harry Potter and Accepting Draco Malfoy’s Hand Then Becoming A Slytherin

Harry Potter and Teaching Draco Malfoy Parseltongue That We End Up Being Accused Of Being The Heir

Harry Potter and Getting Together With Draco Malfoy While My Godfather Is Losing His Shit

Harry Potter and Holy Shit Voldemort Is Back and Draco Malfoy’s Dad Hates Me

Harry Potter and We All Want To Kill Umbridge Then She Adores Draco Malfoy Oh and Sirius Lives

Harry Potter and Dumbledore Is A Manipulative Git Also Draco Malfoy and I Fuck

Harry Potter and Oh Shit I Die But Not Before Telling Draco Malfoy I Love Him But Then I Live Again and We Live Happily Ever Fucking After

—  If I Ended Up Writing Harry Potter
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Books; Howl’s Moving Castle

“I think we ought to live happily ever after,“ and she thought he meant it.

I feel so abandoned. 

We had hope. We thought we had things going for ourselves. We got so close we dared to dream what if what we want most becomes real

But then we were reminded that no, a Woman cannot be President.

But we were told, no, the queers can’t live happily ever after.

But we were told no, women can’t be heroes alone.

But we were told no, the queer romance can’t be as physical as the hetero one.

But we were told no, there can be only ONE queer storyline at a time.

But we are told no, those woman are bad.

We have been trained to be happy with small victories.  We have been beaten down whenever we get to close to what we deserve

I will not settle.  It’s characters that I need to give me hope, because the real world is just too fucking much right now.  If humans aren’t going to show us respect, we will demand it. 

Let’s be each other’s heroes. Please.

Studio Ghibli & Mr. Miyazaki starters

- suggested by Anonymous and pulled from various films/sources

  • “You cannot alter your fate. However, you can rise to meet it”
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden”
  • “I’ve got something I want to protect - it’s you”
  • “I think we ought to live happily ever after”
  • “Once you’ve met someone, you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return”
  • “It will protect you. It’s made from the threads your friends wove together”
  • “Nothing that happens is ever forgotten, even if you can’t remember it”
  • “We need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes, it’s not easy”
  • “I make friends, then suddenly I can’t bear to be with any of them”
  • “Here’s another curse: may all your bacon burn!”

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Howl’s Secret Meadow ハウルの動く城 Dir. Hayao Miyazaki (2004)
I think we ought to live happily ever after,“ and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after with Howl would be a good deal more hair-raising than any storybook made it sound, though she was determined to try. ”It should be hair-raising,“ added Howl.

― Diana Wynne Jones

hope is dangerous. it allows me to think of a future where i’m sitting by your side, my fingers intertwined with yours, squeezing tightly, almost like i’m afraid to let go. it allows me to wish of a time where i can kiss you on the lips and watch in awe as a blush creeps across your soft skin because PDA has never really been your thing — but you allow me to be your exception. i dream of the moment where you hold me in your arms, protecting me from the harshness of the outside word. hope has the ability to create this alternate universe where we can live happily ever after; a place where our love survives every war that we battle; a life where you can love me back. but hope isn’t a solution to every problem. hope doesn’t erase reality and in this reality, you’re with her and all i can do is stand by as you crush my heart between your hands — the heart you didn’t even realise you were holding to begin with.

— e.s | hopelessly hoping

  • what she says: i'm ready for the finale
  • what she means: i'm not ready but i'm kinda ready wait i'm actually not fucking ready because yuri on ice is ending what if yuuri doesn't win gold but hey let's be positive he's definitely gonna pull this off and perform his free skate perfectly and he's gonna win gold and we are gonna hear him and viktor exchange i love you's to each other and finally witness an uncensored kiss and we are going to see them get married and make babies together but like can six people win the gold medal instead pls because they're all so precious i don't want to see them sad and let's hope that there will be a viktuuri pair skating to the stay close to me duet version and we get to see them eat katsudon together and live happily ever after
When We Lived Happily Ever After

Here is Part Twelve…the final part to “Our Love Story”  

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words:   1001

Read When We Met
Read When We Hid Our Feelings
Read When We Admitted Our Feelings
Read When We Fell In Love
Read When We Got Scared
Read When We Got Engaged
Read When We Got Married
Read When We Got The News
Read When We Adopted Our Baby
Read When We Beat The Odds
Read When We Welcomed Baby Number Two

Originally posted by itsokaysammy

         You heard giggling coming from the playroom and couldn’t help but smile. Three little giggles filled your house on a daily basis and it was the most amazing thing you could have ever imagined.

           You left the kitchen for just a second to go see what the kids were up to. You stood in the doorway as Ryker, Ryann, and Ryland sat at their little table coloring. Ryker was now six, Ryann was five, and little Ryland was only three. You had adopted Ryland when he was a baby like you had with Ryker. He was the perfect addition to your family and you knew you were blessed with three amazing children.

           “Mommy, look!” Ryann said, holding up the picture she was coloring. It was a puppy that she was coloring multiple colors.

           “That’s beautiful, Baby Girl,” you said.

           “Mine too?” Ryland asked, pointing to the parrot that had colorful scribble marks all over it.

           “Beautiful, Baby,” you said. And then you looked at Ryker’s picture. It was a bear that he was actually coloring fairly accurately, “That’s wonderful, Ryker.”

           He smiled proudly, “Thanks, Mommy!”

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