why cry over the same thing

[On seeing himself as Captain America for the first time]: Terrifying. I think the first time I saw it was back when I was still pretty insecure and a little apprehensive about taking the role. So it was a real dichotomy. There was simultaneous joy, but at the same time, a deep fear. That’s eroded over time, and now it’s very familiar. It feels very comfortable. It feels great now, and damn, if I had said no, I would have been the biggest fool on the planet. 

Today on "Zen is my bias and I enjoy pain"

You know how it’s suggested that you take Zen as your first route? And then subsequently the rest of the members?

I’m gonna stick by the most common route suggestion which is:

Zen -> Yoosung -> Jaehee -> Jumin -> Seven

Well do you remember his call on Seven’s route, at night on Day 10?

“That’s great… I could’ve made you happy too.”

What if he’s been in love with you throughout all the routes? From what I’ve observed he’s always more loving and SO MUCH MORE WORRIED than the rest of the members, and he always drops hints that he likes you. What if after you reset on this boy his feelings remain and he’s just so confused as to why you have such a grip on him? What if he flirts with you to try to make sense of his feelings?

Another example, that one phone call in Yoosung’s route where he says he should’ve realised his feelings sooner, and then he says “Never mind”.


We all know that Zen has psychic dreams. Through all of the resets he’s the one who’s been reseted on the most. Think about it. Most people wouldn’t reset after Seven, so he has the good end of the deal. But Zen waits for you… and you never come back. BESIDES THE POINT. Zen starts to realise the trend to every reset and every time you appear his feelings are so strong. There’s a nagging voice in his head that knows he’s gone through the same thing before.

This explains why he’s progressively more protective and caring of you as the routes go on. Think about it.

And then I guess he realises that after Seven, it’s the end of the line. What more does he have to lose? He’s waited over 40 days and it doesn’t seem like you’ll ever come back.

“I could’ve made you happy too.”

Hence, I conclude that Zen loves you in every single route. And he will forever.



anonymous asked:

Prompt: The gang saving some Aliens and afterwards Lance realizes how much the remind them of his family and he just breaks


Lance quickly landed Blue as gently as he could and quickly ran out to met up with Allura and Coran.

“How many?” Allura asked almost out of breath. 

“Five.” and they all ran back into Blue. 


Lance paced in front of the healing pods. Five. Five aliens that were injured because of me. He ran his fingers through his hair. This is going to be a long night. and Lance sat down and started his long wait. 


Roughly a week later one of pods opened. It contained a younger looking alien, he looked around maybe 5 or 6. He had yellow skin, long black hair that was tied into pigtails and a few marking that decorated his skin.  

Lance quickly ran over to the boy and picked him up. 

“Hey you’re alright.” Lance grab the boys arm in an attempt to calm him from his frantic appearance. 

The boy looked at Lance with wide eyes before he calmed down enough to register what Lance said to him. 

“Do you want to tell me your name?” Lance quietly said as he wrapped a blanket around the boy. 

“Noko.” His voice was quiet but firm, like that was the only thing he was sure of. 

“Noko. That’s an amazing name.” Lance smiled at the boy. “My name is Lance.” 

“Lance.” The boy practiced his name a few time. Lance smiled and watched his eyes move to the other five pods. His arm slowly moved up to point at the pod containing his sister “Arma.” 

Lance looked at the girl. She looked around 10ish, same skin color and hair, just different markings. He looked back at the boy and saw tears welling up in his eyes. “Hey, hey don’t cry,” he wiped Noko’s face, “She’s alright. Your family is safe and healing.” Lance gestured to the other pods. 

The pod closest to the two boys contained,who Lance assumed, was the dad.  He was a tall fellow, extremely muscular and Lance could see how much Noko and Arma resembled him. Lance felt a pain in his chest as he realized that he reminded him of his own father. 

The pod next to the father, was a women. She had orange skin and long blue hair. It was the color of the ocean. She didn’t have any markings on her, yet she had piercings. They decorated her skin and seem to sparkly in the artificial light produced by the pods. Lance assumed that she was the mother of the three kids. 

The last pod contained another boy, he looked around Lances age. His skin was tinted more orange than yellow. His hair was cut short and was a mix between black and blue. Each color seem to alternate, giving the impression that he had dyed it. Lance also noticed that had less markings on him. Lance determined that he took after his mom more than his father. 

Lance looked down at Noko who was (poorly attempting) to stop crying. “Hey why don’t you tell me everyone name so when the come out I can talk to them.” 

Noko wiped his face and nodded. He stood up and walked over to the pod with the father. He placed his hand on the pod “Papi.” 

Lance attempted to bit back a noise. Out of every family in the entire universe he had to find the one with the kids who called his dad the same thing Lance called his dad. Papi. 

“Alright, so Papi.” Lance smiled at Noko and followed him to the pod with the women. 

“This is Mima.” Noko stared at the pod, and brought his blanket closer to him. 

Lance nodded, praying that Noko didn’t notice how he flinched at the word. “Okay, and we already know Arma.” Lance lead Noko past her pod and stopped in front of the last pod. “Who is this?” 

“Takclamino but we all call him T. He doesn’t talk much, so don’t be mad if he doesn’t respond.” 

Lance nodded “My sister is the same way.” 

Noko stared at Lance. “Really? What’s her name??” 

“Cleo. Shes two years older than me.” Lance smiled. 

Noko went to respond but was cut off by his stomach.

“Come on lets go get you some food and you can met the team.” Lance lead Noko out of the room. 


Lance took care of Noko, just like with his own younger siblings. He fed Noko, put him to bed, played with him, made sure he kept clean, and gave him company. 

Lance would never admit it, but Noko helped him. Noko made him feel home again, something he hasn’t felt in a long time. He wasn’t saying that his team wasn’t his family, but Noko felt more like a blood relative over anything. 

After about 4 days everyone was out of the pods and perfectly healed. Now they were simply waiting to head back home. 

Lance spent all of his time with the family. They reminded him so much of earth and his family that he didn’t get to say goodbye to. Lance felt like he belonged with this family. 

Papi would show him how to do certain training exercises and would congratulate him on things he did correctly. 

Mima would cook him food (when Hunk let her) and Lance would gladly eat it. 

Arma constantly wanted Lance to braid her hair and teach her makeup and his skincare routine. 

Noko always wanted to play “Space Rangers” with him and would climb on his should and make Lance run around the castle at full speed. 

T never said much with the exception of 3 to 6 word sentences. Lance didn’t mind, he found comfort in sitting in silence. Except when T showed Lance his harmonica (well that’s what Lance called it) and soon his hang outs with T were filled with music. 

Lance was happy with this family, yet something sat at the bottom of his stomach and he didn’t know what it was. 

Lance finally figured out what was keeping him on edge. He was unconsciously dreading the day the family left. 

Lancer fought back the tears as he hugged them all goodbye and patted Noko’s head. 

“Promise we will play ‘Space Rangers’ again?” 

“I promise buddy.” Lance smiled and stood by his team as the family left. 

Afterwards the teams asked Lance if he was alright, Lance quickly replied with any positive words and went to his room. 

Once inside the safety of his room Lance broke. Tears fell down his face and Lance caved in on himself. He missed his family more than ever and he wanted to be with them again. Lance crawled into his bed and wrapped himself up in his blankets. Maybe one day I can play “Space Rangers” with my brother again. And Lance drifted off to sleep. 


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True Friend

This is my first imagine, so I hope it’s decent enough for liking.  Enjoy! 

Summary: Reader sticks with Hannah through everything, even when new relationships start.

Pairing: Hannah Baker x Reader (Platonic), Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request: N/A, but it was inspired by this imagine.

Prompts: #13 and #48 

Warnings: None unless the name “"Bryce Walker” counts.

Word count: 935

The time you and Hannah had became friends was honestly at the best time.  You knew Hannah due to Communications class and the fact that she was one of the few new students at Liberty High School.  It wasn’t until the “Hot or Not” list did you two become close.  As it was being passed around, you looked at it and your eyes drifted up to look at Hannah who just so happened to sit right in front of you.  

Due to the way the desks were arranged, she stared at the piece of paper in disgust and hatred.  Because no one has done it already, you ripped it as you stared at her before crumpling it up and putting it in your bag to prevent said list to be brought back.  From that day on, you stuck by Hannah’s side and helped her cope with everything from her parents to life at school.  

“Come on, Hannah.  Do the Dollar Valentines survey with me.  Please?”  You begged, slightly pouting as you tugged onto her arm.

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I don’t understand Callie. I just don’t.

She had the opportunity to be a normal teenager without a care in the world but decided to spend her time playing detective. She decided she needed to be a hero. She thought what she was doing was so selfless. She was ready and willing to put her OWN LIFE ON THE LINE to help Kyle that she broke into someones house. I mean, she had to, right? It needed to be done.  Who cares about the risk? Who cares if it’s illegal? She was down for the cause no matter what. And now she got caught and that life -THE LIFE SHE PUT ON THE LINE WILLINGLY -  is actually on the line, she’s over here shocked. She’s over here crying. “Why me-ing”? 

And the show expects us to be like, POOR CALLIE.

Callie did the same thing with Diamond. Callie willingly volunteered herself to go with Diamond to her pimp. She was ready and willing AGAIN to PUT HER LIFE ON THE LINE to help Tina and Diamond. And was again SHOCKED when HER LIFE IS ACTUALLY ON THE LINE AND SHE’S ACTUALLY WITH THE PIMP SHE VOLUNTEERED TO GO TO.

And the show expects us to be like, POOR CALLIE.

Callie has had a lot of bad things happen to her, but these things aren’t HAPPENING to Callie. She’s MAKING them happen. She happily runs towards danger and is shocked at the consequences. She is doing this to her own damn self.

And the show expects us to be like, POOR CALLIE. 

Sherlock: “Eurus got a bad burn on her hands today and in the midst of her crying in pain she placed them over my heart and went ‘ahh so nice and cold’.“

John: *laughing his ass off*

Sherlock: “The best part of it though, is when Mycroft walked in the room a minute later she did the same thing to him, immediately jumped back in shock, and told him he was so cold he made her burns worse.”

John: “So, what you’re telling me is that your sister tried to burn Mycroft, only he was so cold it back-fired?”

Sherlock: *chuckles* “This is why I’m friends with you.”

anonymous asked:

Can you do bts reacting to their s/o crying after watching a sad movie? I'm a total crybaby when it comes to those kinds of movies! P.s . I love your stuff!!😜

This was cute asf omg I’m exactly the same as you. I CAN’T HELP IT THOUGH. Thanks for this request <3

BTS Reaction to their s/o crying in a sad movie

You would gasp at the sudden twist, placing your hand over your mouth in shock. Seokjin would be just as surprised, staring at the screen in disbelief.

“As if they would do that?” he’d say in annoyance. “That’s so-“

He’d stop at the sight of a tear trickling down your cheek. He’d immediately move closer to you burying your head in his chest. “Don’t look if it makes you sad.”

Originally posted by jinmini

The credits would start to roll down the tv screen just as the tears start to roll down your face. Unable to help it, you’d wipe at your cheeks with your sleeve in an attempt to dry your eyes.

“Well, that was depressing,” Yoongi would say with finality, ready to move on and do something else. Hearing a sniffle from you beside him he’d turn to you, a concerned look immediately formed on his face. This look would be quickly replaced by a warm smile at your embarrassed giggles.

“Come here, you sook,” he’d say playfully, pulling you closer to him and slinging his arm around you.

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

His gasp would echo yours as you watched the scene unfolding on the laptop screen in front of you, already snuggled in his arms under the blankets of his bed. You’d cover your mouth in shock, already feeling your throat burning as the tears threatened to spill over your lids.

A hot tear would fall on your shoulder, but it wouldn’t be yours. He’d pull you close, burying his face in your hair. You’d hug him back tightly, grateful that you weren’t the only one upset.

“How could they do that?” he’d say into your hair sadly.

Originally posted by pastelyoonseok

Rap Monster:
The aftermath of the sad moment you’d just seen on the TV screen would have you shocked, fighting back tears desperately, not wanting to seem like a crybaby. Thinking about it more and more, you’d finally feel tears stinging your eyes. You wiped them away immediately, glancing at Namjoon to see if he’d noticed to find that he was watching you with a soft smile on his face.

“I was waiting for you to let it fall,” he’d tell you, pulling you closer to him. “Don’t be embarrassed.”

Originally posted by ksjknj

Your favourite character’s death scene would leave you gaping at the screen, hot tears instantly forming in response to the drastic turn of events.

“Oh noo,” Jimin would say sadly, turning to you immediately, already anticipating your tears. He’d reach over and grab the tissue box, extracting a couple of tissues before turning back to you, smiling softly at how upset you’d gotten over the sudden twist you’d witnessed.

“Don’t cry,” he’d say, dabbing at your eyes gently with a tissue.

Originally posted by whyparkjimin

You braced yourself for the sad scene, having watched this movie many times before. It was just one of those things that made you cry every time. You’d have the tissue box sitting next to you, ready to wipe away the tears as you watched the devastation unfold. You’d reach for a tissue and be met with Taehyung’s hand as he picked one out at the same time.

“Now I know why you put these here,” he would say, laughing a little about the fact that you were crying with him.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

A tear would roll down your cheek as soon as you saw it happen, dripping onto the collar of your sweater. You’d ignore it, looking to Jungkook sitting quietly beside you, staring at the TV in silence. You’d watch him, noticing his watery eyes in shock.

“Kook, are you crying?”

He wouldn’t look away from the screen. “You are too, don’t judge me.”

Originally posted by baebsaes


Soulmates - Jughead x Reader

Request: Prompts 25 (“So go find someone else. Someone who will love you the way I never have, the way I never will.”) 30 (Please don’t give up on this, on us) 31 (I love you so much it physically hurts to not be around you) 36 (You’re all I ever wanted)

Warnings: Angst, swears, fighting, mentions of parents divorced 

word count: 2569


That’s what everyone thought you and Jughead were.

You had been friends for years, since you were old enough to walk. You got along beautifully and no one had ever seen you fight your entire friendship.

Then at 17 years old Jughead asked you out. He admitted his feelings for you had been more than friends for years, but he never had the courage to tell you, lucky for him, you loved him right back.

You had been dating your best friend for 3 months now, and in the last month, he had been too busy to see you.

Many Pop’s dates were forgotten about, each time you prayed it would be different from the last as you sat, alone in your booth, looking at your phone, the time ticked away and there was never any new messages.

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anonymous asked:

Hi i really love your drunk!mc and not recognizing them hc :D is it okay if i request the same but with v and saeran ^u^

Here it is! I don’t know if it is as cute as the original post, tho… still, hope you like it! ^^

Drunk MC doesn’t recognize Saeran and V


  • He hates when you go out like this, because he knows you’re getting home drunk.
  • And you’re a very unpredictable drunk. Sometimes you get really emotional and cry over things like that time you hurt a little boy who had a crush on you: “he wrote me this letter and I answered correcting all his misspells, why am I so bad, Saeran? Whyyy?”
  • Or sometimes you laugh at everything, like when you kept giggling and repeating the word “chocolate pudding” for half an hour.
  • And sometimes you get a little handsy and… hum, he has nothing to complain about that, actually.
  • “Can I help you?” he thought you were being sarcastic when he went to pick you up at your friend’s house, she said somebody looking for you was at the door.
  • “Well, can I help you? You look like shit!” “I’ll tell you what looks like shit, your move! Do you really think nagging will work here? Boy, bye.” What is this woman saying?
  • “Look, no time for jokes. Let’s just go, okay?” he was trying to be patient, but you ignoring him was something he couldn’t stand. It was nothing like you!
  • “Look, dude, as if your shitty move wasn’t bad enough, I already have a boyfriend, okay? And he will beat the shit out of you if he hears about this.” Oh… he knows what’s going on…
  • Yes, you not being able to recognize him happened once, it was pretty funny. You kept telling him to go away because you already had a boyfriend waiting for you at home… and you were already home. Shit, that was hilarious.
  • “Really? Is he that mad?” “Yep, so mad! He used to be madder when he looked like Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul, but now… he’s more like Lindo from Dance with Devils, like, mad but cute mad, you know?” He… has no idea who are these people, and he didn’t know he was that mad…
  • “Oh, and… are you scared of him?”. You scoff “Nah, he’s cute. When he crosses his arms and frowns his eyebrows like this… freaking cute!”
  • “Men don’t like being called cute, isn’t he badass?” “Yep, but I like more when he’s cute! When he hugs me and calls me a dork, and tries to braid my hair when I pretend I’m sleeping…” Shit! You should not know about this! “Don’t tell him, but I’m thinking about inviting him to move in with me! Do you think it’s weird? I mean… the girl inviting the guy?
  • “N-no, it’s not weird at all…” okay, joke time is over, this is serious and he needs you sober as soon as possible. “So, hey! Uhm… I’m just your friend’s neighbor, turns out your boyfriend rang my bell thinking it was hers. He’s, uhm… waiting you downstairs.”
  • You said goodbye to your equally wasted friend and went downstairs, where he was waiting for you, trying to do a grumpy face. But it was hard, he really felt like smiling.
  • “Stop drinking that much! And… don’t tell deep weird things to strangers! And…” you interrupt him with a quick peck on his lips and a giggle.
  • “You’re so cute!” he feels his cheeks getting as red as his hair. “I… well, I… yeah, I… thanks.” He needs to get used being called cute if he’s going to be your roommate.


  • You two were at this art exhibition.
  • You two got separated for a while when he went to talk to the artist and you decided to see the paintings and sculptures.
  • When he found you again, you were staring at a painting, your mouth a little ajar. Wow, did it impress you that much? He really wanted to hear your thought about that.
  • “Hi, honey. Do you like this? We can buy it!” you let out a sigh that sounds like a groan and walks away. What… just happened?
  • “Honey? Did I say something wrong? You don’t like it?” “Yeah, I don’t like guys trying to be all sugar daddy over women, stay away from me, granny.” What? Sugar Daddy? Oh my god… is he really acting like this? But… he thought you liked his gifts…
  • Wait! No… it’s not this. He realizes that when he sees you taking a glass of that sweet drink that seemed harmless…
  • And the way your cheeks are flushed, he knows: these aren’t harmless when you have too much.
  • He watches as you stare at another painting. “Do you like this painting, miss?”
  • “Yes, it feels like it’s talking to me.” “Really? What is it saying?” “See the lines in the bottom? To me it’s totally about feeling a strong connection with someone, this brown lines are like a house, or maybe a body. And the blue spot is the soul inside the body, trying to be free.” Well, it was  open to interpretation, anyhow…
  • “Interesting…” “Yeah, it reminds me of my boyfriend, he’s the blue spot. I want the blue spot to be free and happy.” Oh, that was sweet…
  • He wanted to hug you, but he knew you wouldn’t recognize him, so he walked away a little and waited. Until you finally turned your head and faced him, this huge smile showing up in your face.
  • “Hey, honey! Anything you liked?” “Yeah, that one! Look, this shade of blue is the same of your hair!” “Oh, and that orange spot there is the same as your dress.” It was a different tone of orange, but you agreed, amazed.
  • “Now, let’s go, my orange spot, your blue spot needs to make sure you don’t have a hangover tomorrow.” “Why? I’m not drunk!” he chuckles, you are an adorable orange spot, aren’t you?
Taking Care Of You

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Y/N L/N (Reader)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: After finding Dean in a awkward situation, the Reader finds out that taking care of him isn’t quite so bad.

Word Count: 2kish

Warnings: Light Cursing, Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @babypieandwhiskey‘s “Cam’s Darndest Things Writing Challenge”! I had the prompt: “Let go of my boob!” I hope you guys like it! *hides face* Feedback is definitely welcomed!!

The first thing that came to mind was: “Holy fricken hell!” There was no way that this actually happened. I mean, I’d heard countless stories of it occurring but to actually witness it with my own two eyes?

“This is insane,” I muttered as I stared at Dean’s bed, my eyes wide with shock. I looked up at Sam, his expression matching mine. “This is insane, right?”

Sam nodded, his brows knitting together as he fought hard to concentrate and analyze the situation at hand.

A small noise came from Dean’s bed and we both whipped our heads to it, our eyes wary. This was absolutely ludicrous.

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You Just Left Me To Die! (Part 6)

Originally posted by the-boy-wow

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5)

Pairing: Jason Todd (Arkham Knight) x Reader

GIF Credit: ^^

Warnings: Swearing, blood and talks of wounds, smoking

Rating: Mature

A/N: GUYS! LOOK AT WHAT IS FINALLY DONE!!!! This is the last part! Guys thank you so much all the support and love! Honestly all of it means so much to me, it really keeps me going.

You could feel someone holding your hand, but it was faint and far off. Breathing was hard, your ribs screamed in protest each time you took a breath. As consciousness slowly came back to you it felt like the person holding your hand was shaking. When your hearing finally came back you heard crying. Your eyes jerked as you tried to open them. After almost ten minutes of working your eyes open, you finally opened them. The room you were in was dark, moonlight was streaming through the windows. “I’m sorry y/n, I’m so sorry.” It took you a second to register that it was Jason speaking to you.

“Baby…” you moaned quietly. There was silence, “Jason?” You move your head slowly to face him. His whole face is pained, his eyes were bright red and puffy. “Jason?” you try to get up but you become too light headed. “What happened Jason?” Softly, he pushed you back down on the bed. His hands softly rub your face and he kisses your forehead.

“I…” He pauses, his breath hitching and another sob raking through him. With shaky hands, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a puff. Slowly, you pulled yourself back up, slapping his hands when he tried to push you back down. You grabbed the cig out of his mouth and kissed his nose.

“These things will kill you.”

“Yeah, well so will a bullet to the heart but I walked away.” He snatched the cigarette out of your hands, placing it firmly back in his lips. You knew this was his was his way of calming down but it wasn’t healthy.

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Lion King: Laucy Version

So I looked up why everyone was freaking out over Lucy holding Nala, bec at first I thought it was that people are joking that she’s Lauren’s assistant. (lmao)

So I saw this:

then this: (Cute Laurinah moment btw)

you get the picture, she’s very fond of Nala lol.

So I can only imagine fetus!Laucy be like:


and that’s just the tip of the iceberg that sank the Titanic (SS Camren) Oops. sorrynotsorry

If you watch Lion King with Laucy feels you’d understand why I’m such a mess.

BONUS POINTS: (We’re all thinking the same thing on who tops:)

I’m crying byee

Love Sick

Shawn Mendes 
Words; 430
This was part of the noun game thing, the word being ‘sick’. I already had a few about Shawn / Alex being physical ill, so I decided to try and come up with something a bit different for this one. Also, I wrote this in about 10 minutes, so keep that in mind 😊 

Originally posted by cylnblog

The bedroom door opened. I didn’t bother looking, knowing it was either Brian or Geoff who walked over to sit on my bed. There was a slightly awkward silence between us, filled with small sniffles on my end.

“You want to tell me what happened?” It was Brian.

I took a deep breath, although my words still came out shaky, “She was kissing some dude.”



I flipped onto my back to stare at the ceiling, not bothering to hide my red, blotchy face. I must have looked absolutely pathetic but I was beyond the point of caring.

“You still love her, don’t you?” He knew it was a stupid question. So did Mom and Aaliyah and everyone that asked me the same thing. And every time I wanted to yell; Of course I still loved her! I’ve been in love with her for six years! That wasn’t going to change over six months!

But I didn’t yell. I couldn’t even bring myself to speak.

I nodded slowly, struggling to swallow the giant lump forming at the back of my throat. I swear I had no more tears left, but yet they still stung the back of my dry eyes. At this point, I’m sure crying blood would be less painful than the dagger stabbing my heart.

“Why don’t you talk to her?” He suggested like it was the easiest thing ever. Oh yeah, let me just go talk to the girl who’s heart I fucking ripped to shreds.

“I can’t,” I barely whispered, “How am I even meat to face her again? The last time we spoke, I-I- “

I made her cry. I couldn’t even admit it out loud, images of that stupid haunting my mind. I wasn’t even there to comfort her, I just had to sit and watch as she slowly began to break down because I was a fucking coward and couldn’t wait two weeks to break up with her in person.

Her screen went black before the water works started. Meanwhile, I was a sobbing mess from the start. From the moment I said those words, I knew I made the biggest mistake of my life.

We haven’t talked since. Six long, agonising months. We’d been inseparable since we were eleven. The longest we’ve ever gone without talking was five days, a week at the most. It was the worst kind of torture imaginable.

“So you’re just going to sit here and do nothing?” There was a slight frustration hidden in his tone.

“Yeah,” I chocked, “If this is what it takes to make her happy, I’ll do it a thousand times.”

Pros and cons of being an INFJ

Pros: ??


1-being a sensitive weirdo

2-who thinks is always right

3-constantly disappointed by people due to unrealistic high expectations or cause people are actually assholes you will never know which one is true

4-crying internally on a daily basis over all the hatred and violence in the world

5- Major trust issues (due to number 3)

6- declining plans to go out with friends but always wondering why you are alone cause you desperately need approval and companionship but also you want to be left alone

7- hating and loving yourself at the same time

8- in tune with everybody’s feelings except your own which is weird and unfair

9- a compulsive need to do good and unexpected things for the people around you and regretting it afterwards cause you’re a lazy procrastinating fuck

10- having a clear image of how things should be done/said but unable to put in words that a normal human being can understand

11- will cry after and during every personal conflict you encounter and spending hours trying of thinking about what you should have said after its too late only to find that it didn’t matter crying and obsessing over it in the first place

12- being an insensitive judging prick but also the most understanding and loving human being on the face of the earth at the same time

14- clumsy as fuck always dropping things

15- the confusion of “ why does it even matter” and having principles that you will never compromise even if you were about to be killed

16- can go from “I don’t give a fuck what people think” to “oh shit I just took a deep breath I wonder what people think of me now” attitudes in 2.5 seconds

17- always apologizing for any emotion expressed outwardly

18- forever wondering why you’re so fucking weird

19- thinking of the worst possible outcomes of every situation and depressing yourself for no actual reason

20- can write like an award winning poet but throws up words in real life conversation

21- proofreading every word you wrote for 3 days

Edit:I totally forgot number 13 proof of my ever ending clumsiness so

13- lack of attention/care to details

Should I go on?


Anonymous said:

Can you make an imagine where you catch Peter cheating on you so you go to your secret hideout to calm down but pan finds you and tries to take you back but you don’t take him back. Sorry if this is long and hard to understand


Warning/s: cheating, swearing, sadness lol


summary: he cheats on you (another version)

You were currently preparing dinner for the lost boys when you felt an arm wrap around your waist. You turned around to see Peter, your boyfriend. You smiled at him.

“Is something wrong?” You asked. He was never this clingy so you figured that something must be up.

“No, love. All is fine” he grinned. You raised an eyebrow at him, “Really? Because you’re being really clingy right now and that is so not you.”

“Is it wrong to show my affections to someone I love?” he scoffed.

“Or are you seeing someone else? Maybe that’s why you don’t want me touching you anymore. You found someone new? Is that it?” he yelled.

“What the hell, Peter? How could you say all that?” you looked at him in disbelief.

“Because you’re different now. You’ve changed. Why would you even ask if something is up? You’re clearly accusing me of something!” he glared at you.

“The only one who changed here is you! I was just asking why you were acting different and you overreacted. And to accuse me of cheating? That’s insane. Maybe you’re the one who’s doing something extravagant here.” You squinted your eyes at him. He didn’t say anything. He just glared at you and poofed away. You shook your head and sighed.

When the two of you fight, he would always come to you after a while and will apologize because he couldn’t stand you being mad at him. This time, it’s different. You thought about what happened and decided that you’re the one who needed to apologize. Maybe you were wrong to ask him why he was being clingy. He just simply wanted to show his affections and you went all Sherlock on him.

You decided to search for him and apologize. It was already dark and the lost boys were all sleeping so it was going to be hard. Peter wasn’t in his tree house so that means he hasn’t come back from your fight with him earlier. You continued to walk around the woods in search for Peter but you weren’t doing a pretty good job. You decided to go back and just talk to him in the morning. You were about to walk away when you heard leaves being shifted. You quickly pulled out your dagger and followed the noise.

You hid behind bushes and peeked through them. You saw Peter pinning someone to a tree but you can’t see who. You shifted to see the person Peter was pinning and was shocked to see that it was a girl. You shook your head as the voices in your head says that this is an act of infidelity. You looked back at Peter’s face to see him smirking at the girl and you sighed in relief. Maybe she was one of his prisoners and he’s planning on using her for something. You knew you were wrong when he leaned in and started kissing the girl passionately. You moved away from the bushes quickly, making a noise. Peter stopped kissing the girl and looked towards the bushes. He was too busy with the girl to even sense your presence.

Before Peter can even walk over to you and see you, you stood up and ran as fast as you can, dropping your dagger along the way. You ran towards the one place no one knew of. The one place that Baelfire told you about when he was still on Neverland. You never told Peter about this place because you promised Baelfire that you won’t and even now that he’s gone, you still won’t because it serves as your secret hideout. It is where you go to whenever you have to be alone or whenever you have breakdowns. And right now, you’re having one.

You went in and closed the door. As soon as you did, you went to the corner and fell on the ground, hugging your knees. Now you know why he overreacted earlier. He was being defensive. He blamed you for something that he’s doing. Now you just feel stupid for wanting to apologize. The first time you let someone in after putting down your walls and this happens.

Someone opened the door making you jump and reach for your dagger but it wasn’t there. You looked around for a weapon when the intruder stopped you.

“Calm down, Y/N. It’s just me.” Peter said with his hands in the air.

“Which is worse” you scoffed. “Give me that.” You snatched your dagger from his hand and placed it in your pocket.

“I found it in the middle of the woods. What were you doing out there?” he said with a worried tone.

“Oh cut the crap!” you scoffed.

“What are you saying?” he frowned.

“I already know” you growled. His eyes widened but continued to play innocent. “Know what?” he asked.

“I went to find you, Peter. I wanted to apologize but guess what.” You gave a sarcastic smile.

“You saw..” he whispered.

“Yes. And you blamed me for cheating.” you said through gritted teeth.

“Listen, Y/N. I-” he tried to reason out but you cut him off.

“Now why would I listen to you? In fact, I don’t want anything from you anymore. I don’t want anything to do with you. All I want is to be far away from you.” you said.

“You don’t mean that” he said, almost crying.

“You accused me of cheating because you couldn’t trust me! You thought that if you’re cheating on me, I would be doing the same thing! You’re insane! Don’t even compare me to yourself. Whatever we have or had, it’s over.” you looked at him with so much hatred.

“What are you saying?” he said slowly.

“I’m saying that you need to take me back.” you breathed out.

“Of course. Let’s get you back to camp.” he went to take your hand but you pulled it away.

“No, Peter. Take me back home.” you spat. His eyes widened in shock as he stepped back. “You don’t mean that” he stuttered. “You’re just upset.”

“What do you expect? Should I jump around in happiness knowing what you just did? Why are you even bothering with me if you can just go back to that girl!” you screamed. He grabbed you and hugged you tightly. “Y/N please calm down. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it to happen. I’m sorry.” he cried out. You pushed him off of you.

“So you’re not taking me back home?” you asked.

“No, I won’t” he cried.

“You see, I knew you won’t so I trapped your shadow in this” you held up a coconut. Inside it was a shadow. It can take you home. “I just wanted to know if you really loved me. And now I know that you didn’t.” you whispered.

“What are you saying? I loved you. I love you!” he yelled.

“No! Because if you did, you would let me go! You would know that it’s the best for me!” you screamed. 

“I always wanted to do this.” you took the pixie dust that the fairies gave you and blew it to Peter, making him drop and fall asleep.

“Goodbye, Peter.” and with that, you took off to your home. Leaving Peter behind with a broken heart.

note:i had a writer’s block so I’m not posting much. for the meanwhile, enjoy this :)


get to know me: 1/10 favorite singers ⇨ Michael Jackson

Like the old Indian proverb says, do not judge a man until you’ve walked two moons in his moccasins. Most people don’t know me, that is why they write such things in which most is not true. I cry very very often because it hurts and I worry about the children, all my children all over the world, I live for them. If a man could say nothing against a character but what he could prove, history could not be written. Animals strike not from malice but because they want to live, it is the same with those who criticize, they desire our blood not our pain. But still I must achieve I must seek truth in all things. I must endure for the power I was sent forth, for the world for the children. But have mercy, for I’ve been bleeding a long time now. MJ

(Translation) Rouge et Noir vol. 1

(R18!! Please proceed only if you’re above 18!)

CV. Yamanaka Masahiro

T/N: commissioned by @ryoutako​ ♥ thanks as always!

This volume definitely has more substantial plot than vol.2 which makes it slightly harder to translate, especially the work-related terms (ughhh) but it lays the foundation to the future volumes and I really like how each volumes establish some kind of connection towards each other. I think that makes this series really interesting and memorable.

So, like usual, please feel free to correct me on any mistaken translations or typos. I took quite a lot of liberties in this cd actually. Other than that, enjoy the ride and get ready to catch some bad guys!

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Grif should never have written anything down. Grimmons, based on this brilliant idea and sketch from @sabishiita​.

Hey Simmons,

You’ll never hear this from me but-

Grif crossed out the note.

Doc wanted me to do this stupid fucking exercise to let out my feelings on paper and I told him it was stupid and now I’m doing it anyway. Fuck.

He didn’t know why Doc was suddenly taking an interest in his mental health. Grif should’ve been wary of him after the last time the group had a therapy session, but Grif really didn’t know what to say to Simmons. This was as good an idea as any.

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mutantgurls  asked:

If you're still interesting in the galra lance, how about lance meeting the blade and comforting keith about Keith nrwky discover heritage.

Oh back again with the Galra Lance!!! I’ll keep them all together! 

You can read the first part

Here (Part 1) 

and the second part 

Here (Part 2) 

Lance walked into the common room, everyone was supposedly asleep but for some reason he couldn’t shake the feeling that, that wasn’t true.

Lance scanned his eyes through the dimly lit room, his eyes seeing more than the other paladins. Lance sighed and turned to exit the room but heard a sniffle? Yeah that was definitely a sniffle and Lance stopped in his tracks.  

The room was silent and just when Lance was about to leave he heard it again and his ears flicked towards the noise. Lance silently crept his body through the room and looked behind one of the many couches. His eyes widened at what he saw. Behind the couch was the famous Red paladin Keith. The paladin that used his temper over his thoughts, the paladin that was told today that he wasn’t exactly human, the paladin that was hugging his knees crying. 

Lance reached his hand down and touched the boy’s shoulder “Keith?” 

Keith slightly jumped under Lance’s touch and he gave Lance a sad look. “Lance? Why are you awake?” Keith wiped his eyes and attempted to get rid of the shake that consumed his voice.

Lance gave Keith a sympathetic look and jumped over the couch “I could ask you the same thing.” Lance sat beside the boy and stretched his legs out. 

Keith wiped his eyes again “Just can’t sleep.” 

Lance nodded and placed his head on the back of the couch. “Lot on your mind?” 

Keith gave him a small nod. “It’s just a lot to take it, you know? I’m apparently a species that I only recently learned about and now Allura hates me because of it.”  Keith started to shake again and Lance placed his hand on his arm. 

“Hey it’s going to be okay. Allura may hate you for a little bit but she’ll get over it. I mean at least you don’t look Galran.” Lance used his free hand to gesture at his purple fur. 

Keith gave Lance a small smile but it quickly faded. “This is the only family I have, I can’t lose it. Not like this.” Keith buried his face into his arms and Lance wrapped his arms around the shaking boy. 

“You’re not going to lose all of us. You’re family is not going anywhere.” Lance pulled Keith closer to him and Keith started to cry into his shoulder. 

After a few minutes of just holding Keith, he eventually spoke “Do you miss your family?” 

Lance looked down at the boy he was holding and gave him a weak smile, “everyday.” 

“What keeps you going? What motivates you to fight?” 

“The fact that I have a new family right here.” Lance gave Keith another smile not even noticing that tears that fell down his face.

I hope you like it!!!!!

I love Galra Lance so much <3333

Also thank you because reading the first two prompts I have seen how much my writing has improved. 

Sorry this took so long!!!!

Thank you <33333