yes she is seeing someone else

anonymous asked:

URGENT: My friend has told me something huge, like really really huge. An adult needs to know about it. But she tells me I can't tell anyone, but this issue is affecting her badly, it's not a good thing. I'm super worried. Some other people in our friendship group know and her boyfriend knows but we need to tell someone. I see my support tutor on Monday and I want to tell her because I know she'd be super caring and kind about it but I don't want to go behind herback but AN ADULT NEEDS TO KNOW!!

If it’s something that threatens the well-being of your friend, or anyone else, then yes you need to tell someone. Your friend might be angry with you for a while, but in the end her needing help is more important than how she feels about you. 

Is your support tutor a real adult, or a college student who’s technically an adult? As a 20-year-old college student, I would do everything I could to help your friend, but I would have to bring even more people into the situation because I personally don’t have that kind of resources. I would definitely recommend telling an adultier adult, if at all possible. 


Edit: see this post for a follow up

“Do you hate him?”

That was the question she got the most.

“Yes. Maybe,” she replied. She paused, she thought about it for a second. “Not really, no. Not at all.”

“You have the right to hate him, you know?”

Her expression was calm, almost peaceful. Like the loud noise of the ocean after a huge storm. She said: “oh, I know that very well. Maybe if I could it would make it easier on me, but I don’t, I can’t.”

He asked full of curiosity then, “why?”

“You see, when someone makes you so happy, to the point where you see yourself with that person for the rest of your life and no one else, how is it fair to hate him? How can you do that? He brought so much joy to my life, so much more than I could ever expect, and…” She just stopped talking.

He waited for her to continue but she didn’t, so he asked. “And what?”

“I’ve never been one to be ungrateful. You see, you can hurt me, destroy me, leave me, cut me out of your life, but the good things will always stay with me. The good times, what we’ve been through together, that is part of the package that we call life. It’s not fair to just throw that away and try to forget. It’s not about him, it’s about me.”

He understood. He just watched her quietly moving from the couch to the window, she was just staring at the sky.

“You love with everything you have inside you, I see what it means now: it doesn’t leave space for hate, and especially not for him,” he concluded. “You really did love him.”

She kept looking at the sky outside the window in a sunny day on that late summer. After what seemed like hours, she softly said: “I did. I really did.”

I do, she thought.
I really do.

She hoped that wherever he was and whatever he was doing in his life, in that exact moment, that thought reached him and his heart ached for what it seemed no apparent reason to him. She hoped he knew, somehow, somewhere.

—  excerpt from a book I’ll never write #56

I had a realization the other day that seems obvious in retrospect, but I hadn’t put these two things together before.

I was telling my mom that I’m kind of dreading having a private practice someday because it’ll mean working lots of late nights to accommodate my clients’ schedules and make enough money, and as I know from working 12-8 last year, that’ll wreck my social life. She was like, “So you’ll have a social life on the weekends.” And I’m like, and what, spend every weekday night alone in my apartment because it’s too late to go out and see people? She gave me this knowing look and was like, “Well, hopefully you won’t be *alone*…”

That’s when it hit me that this thing–this whole monogamous couple/nuclear family ideal thing–directly enables work to take over our entire lives. Because, yes, if I had someone living in my house–in my bedroom, even–who prioritizes me higher than anyone else in his (because, let’s face it, it would always be a he in this scenario) life, who doesn’t sleep with or date any other people, who treats his free time as our shared time, who drops plans with friends or family the moment I need him, who convincingly promises to never leave me–if I had someone like that, and if I believed in that fantasy, then yes, I’d be fine working late every night and coming home at 9. I could see my friends on weekends sometimes, but I wouldn’t *need* to because I’d never be lonely or bored.

Because however you look at it, cultivating and maintaining a group of friends and a broader social circle or community takes more effort–especially more *intentional* effort–than cultivating just one person with whom you share your life. When we have to work unreasonable hours just to get by, guess which one’s more likely to fall by the wayside?

No wonder it feels like my like-minded friends and I are constantly wading through waist-deep snowdrifts. It’s not set up to work the way we want it to. Yes, life would be easier if I had someone who is always a few yards (or less) away from me when we’re not at work and who can provide romance, friendship, emotional support, entertainment, household help, financial assistance, AND hot sex (and maybe eventually co-parenting) without me ever needing to seek out other people or even leave the house. But that’s…horrifying.

“Well, I’m going back to sleep.”

I’ve though a lot about this line and I think it means much more than I thought. For most of the musical, Eliza has been completely all right with going along with what other people tell or suggest her to do and if she’s not doing that, she is fixated on someone else’s actions. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that that is all Eliza is capable of, she just seems very accepting and selfless for everyone else. 

Take the first time we see her, she is following Angelica’s example and being excited about the revolution. Her solo part is simply reiterating something Angelica already sang. Then she meets Alexander, and yes, she loves him, but from that point on her appearances show her caring for Alexander and their children. When the Reynolds Pamphlet happens, she sings all about how Alexander has hurt her.

But this line from ‘Best of Wives and Best of Women’ is the first truly independent line we hear from Eliza. This decision is not based on or in spite of somebody else’s actions. It is after the Reynolds Pamphlet happens, after Philip dies, after all her heartbreak that Eliza finally does something purely for her. From that point on, she decides to do so many things, that are not all for other people.

In my opinion, seeing sweet Eliza do something purely for herself is the best bit of character development in this whole damn musical.

It hurts

(Hey guys hope you enjoy this short Newt x reader)

Originally posted by sweetly87

It hurt. It hurt you so much to see your crush falling in love with someone else. “N-newt?…” he stood up brushing himself off blushing. Tina laughed from the couch, “yes?” He said looking down at his shoes. “Oh, um it can wait till morning-” but you realized he wasn’t paying attention. You stormed out tears pricking your eyes, you bumped into Queenie. “Y/n dar-” she looked into your eyes, “oh dear I-” “Dont queenie I can’t right now,” you pushed yourself away from her as Jacob stood puzzled. “What was that about?” He muttered. You ran into your bedroom, you and Newt had been so close then out of the blue he started paying less attention to you and more to Tina. Of course you knew this would happen. It had happened before, Leta. She was a horrible witch, when you were younger Newt and you had been the best of friends and then she showed up. Newt stopped coming with you to the library and one day you found him with her out in the forest. When he said he was sick. It still broke your heart thinking about it. You left hogwarts for him. He loved you, or at least your company. Now he was leaving you again. “Y-y/n are you alright.” Jacob said bless his heart. “N-no, I love him…” “Who?! Newt?” “Yes!” You turned to look at him tears streaming down your face. “Oh y/n don’t cry please,” he walked over and sat on your bed. You threw your arms around him sobbing. “He loves Tina, and Leta, and every other thing that’s not me!” “Y/n he likes you,” “As a friend,” he hugged you, “he’ll come around y/n if he’s smart he’ll see what a great young woman you are. Promise.” You smiled and he squeezed your hand. He walked out, probably to tell Queenie. You laid your head on your pillow and went to sleep. Newt, Tina, Jacob, and queenie all sat down for dinner. Except there was a place missing. Y/n. “Where’s y/n?” Tina asked “Oh um sick,” Queenie lied quickly. She looked over at Jacob for help. “Yep poor girl stuffy nose red eyes,” he explained. “I hope she gets feeling better,” Tina said looking over at Newt who hadn’t heard. “Yeah…” he added. Queenie made a extremely sad face and looked back down at her food. “Newt Scamander, you need to apologize.” “W-what?” He asked confused. “Y/n is obviously in love with her and you haven’t even acknowledged her in two days! She helps feed your animals she tamed niffler for goodness sake!” She huffed standing up, “excuse me.” She walked to her room leaving the two men speechless. Tina made a small laughed and headed to her room. Jacob stood up brushed himself off and headed to his room. Y/n was in love with him? When you woke up your eyes were red and puffy but your tears had dried. You put on your house robe and walked out. Newt continued to ignore until you accidentally bumped into him. “Sorry,” you said quickly. He looked at you then walked away to where Tina was sitting. They chatted for awhile while you ate. Then they started howling with laughter. You got up and grabbed your coat. “Where are you going y/n?” Newt asked “Like you care.” You spit back at him. He looked surprised as you slammed the door as hard as you could. You wrapped your coat around you and ran to Central Park. Once you got there you let the tears go. They fell down your face as you cried. Then you felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned Newt. “Y/n are you alright?” “No. but I doubt you care about me Newt.” “I care about you y/n,” “You care more about Pickett or niffler or your mooncalves which miss you terribly by the way more than me!” “That’s not true.” “Stop lying!” He tried to speak but you cut him off, “I love you Newt and I know you don’t feel the same way. I understand that now, you love Tina.” “I-” “You love her maybe as much as you loved Leta! I tried to tell you she was bad news and you didn’t listen! I dropped everything for you saying we both did it. So I could be with you! When your family didn’t care MINE did! I LOVED YOU NEWT! YOU DONT CARE ABOUT ME! S-so the next time you leave for some girl I won’t be there.” “Y/n wait!” You teleported to your shared home. Queenie ran to your crying figure, holding you quieting you. Tina ran to you too brushing away your hair as you clung to your two friends. Then Newt appeared. “Y/n, I’m so sorry.” “You should be,” Queenie said surprised by her own words newt ran out the door. You collected yourself, you headed into the case. You needed to spend some time with your niffler. “I’m sorry your mummy hasn’t been here lately.” You told the mooncalves as they whined. “Y/n,” you turned to Newt. “What do you want?” He walked close to you grabbing your hand and kissing you. “I-I want you.”

Yo am I the only person who thought “I’m afraid to raise him alone” made no sense? 

Regina did raise him alone, for 10 whole years, and now, seeing the Evil Queen manipulating Henry, she starts to question herself?

yes, I love Emma and Regina raising Henry together, I am glad that Regina has someone else to help her, but it makes absolutely no sense for Regina to worry about raising Henry when she’s done it for the past 13 years without becoming the Evil Queen on him.

 She loves him with her whole soul, her love for him has pushed her to become a hero, to give up her vengeance, her love for Henry has completely changed who she is, and all of a sudden she is doubting her ability to parent him? Ya right. 


Part One

Part Two

‘The nerve of that girl, that over confident little insect. I have half a mind to squish her like the bug she is.’ Pan ranted as he stormed through the jungle.

‘I find her quite amusing.’ Felix said from beside him.

‘Watch it Felix.’ Pan warned.

‘I’m simply saying its refreshing, something new and different.’ Felix said in his own defense.

‘Yes I’m sure seeing a girl for the first time in centuries is very refreshing.’ Pan scoffed.

‘Not like that, she ain’t my type, and you know it.’ Felix smiled as he stepped closer to Pan.

‘Oh I know it well.’ Pan smiled, giving Felix a playful tap on the backside.

‘I was referring to her attitude, her defiance. It’s never happened before, someone who wont fall for the usual tricks.’ Felix clarified.

‘What do you mean?’ Pan asked.

‘Unlike everyone else here, she doesn’t fear you, and she doesn’t seem afraid of what you can do to her. From what you told me, she was content in her home. She wont hear the flute, so she wont fall for your “New Family” routine.’ Felix explained.

‘You’re right, going in confident won’t work. No, I need to show her my…soft side.’ Pan smiled.

With a new plan in mind Pan turned and made his way back up the path to the thinking tree with Felix by his side. Once he was there however, his good mood was ruined.

‘Where is she?!’ Pan yelled.

‘That’s not possible, its the Thinking Tree. She should have been kept here by her regrets.’ Felix said looking around for the girl.

‘Not if she has no regret.’ Pan said angrily.

‘What person has no regret?’ Felix asked.

‘A person who feels they have done no wrong.’ Pan sighed.

‘Can you find her?’

‘My magic is dark, and darkness finds darkness easily. Her, she is as light as it gets, anywhere else I’d find her easily. The island, rather she knows it or not the island is hiding her.’ 

‘Then how do we find her?’ Felix asked.

‘She’ll find us.’

Bruce Wayne x reader

Reader and Bruce have had an on and off relationship for years whist they see other people. Reader is in a relationship with Harvey Dent, when he proposes she says yes despite the fact she’s still sleeping with Bruce and is in love with him.

Bruce and I’s relationship was formed on a never ending cycle. We were friends, one of us would go through a break up, we’d fall into bed together regardless of if one of us was seeing someone else, we’d be together until we found someone new. It happened like clockwork and it was maddening. To begin with it was just sex but of course sex is never just sex and I fell for him. Hard. It was painful and caused endless problems. I could never say no to him which meant every other relationship I had was ruined by my lingering feelings for Bruce. We’d gone through periods of not seeing one another but underneath all of the physical comfort we gave each other, we were friends, the best of friends. We always went back to each other.
But not this time, I was determined not to destroy my current relationship. I was seeing Harvey Dent and he was amazing, he loved me and, although I still had feelings for Bruce, I loved him back. Our relationship got to see the light of day, we could walk down a street with our hands intertwined without the fear of someone noticing. We went on countless dates and I met his parents. I never got to do any of that with Bruce, he said we had to keep things quiet so our significant others wouldn’t find out, which I knew was logical and reasonable but my self esteem took a plummet every time he said it out of fear that he was ashamed of me.

I knew that things had to end for good this time as a gazed down at the ring on my hand. I didn’t expected Harvey to propose but when he did I said yes…I’d tried to say no, part of me desperately hoping that Bruce and I’s relationship would develop into something more. But I knew that wouldn’t happen and now I was engaged to Gotham’s white knight. I also knew that I couldn’t continue seeing Bruce, not when I was going to marry Harvey. It was going to be agony but I had to break things off. The taxi pulled up outside Bruce’s apartment building, pulling in a deep breath, I stepped out of the car and paid the driver. As I rode the lift up to the penthouse my stomach became a chaotic mess of nerves. I was about to say goodbye to the man I’d been in love with for years.

I knocked lightly on the door, it opened to reveal Bruce, looking handsome as ever with his tie pulled loose from his neck and his shirt sleeves rolled neatly at his elbows. When he smiled at me, my heart fluttered in my chest and a blush crept up my cheeks. Even after all this time he still had that affect in me, the mischievous twinkle in his eye proof of how entertaining he found it. As I entered the penthouse he greeted me with a kiss, it was tender and gentle. I wanted to savour every moment I had with him, so I didn’t pull away. Instead I threaded my fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss. I knew I didn’t deserve to be selfish but I was unable to part myself from him. When we finally pulled away, breathless, he guided me to sit down on the sofa, giving us a perfect view of the city as the afternoon faded into the evening. We talked about our days as he held me in his arms, soft caressing my hair. Moments like this were rare, usually we were both so consumed by want and need that we barely made it through the door before we began undressing one another. But not today, he was tired and in need of a different form of comfort that I was more than willing to give him. I kept my left hand as hidden as possible once I realised I’d been foolish enough to leave my ring on, he was so exhausted he didn’t notice my odd behaviour to begin with. That was until he began to play with my fingers, it was an affectionate gesture, one I would have cherished on any other night. I felt his body stiffen beneath mine when he finally felt the engagement ring adorning my ring finger. I pulled in a shaky breath as he slowly lifted my hand up so he could see it properly.
“What’s this?” His tone was controlled and void of emotion. He knew that I was with Harvey, but he was clueless to how serious our relationship had become.
“Harvey proposed and I - I” I turned away from him, unable to bear the betrayed look in his eyes as mine filled with tears.
“I said yes” It was barely more than a whisper, my constricted throat not allowing anything louder. I felt the sofa shift as Bruce stood up and moved away from me.
“I guess I should be congratulating you”
“Bruce, I -”
“No really, congratulations (y/n), I’m really happy for you” His words were laced with anger and sarcasm. He released a bitter laugh before continuing. “So, when were you going to tell me?” He glared at me, his eyes full of unsaid fury and pain. I finally understood why Gotham’s criminals were so afraid of him.
“Or were you not going to tell me? Huh? Keep sleeping with me while you run off and marry Harvey?” I’d never seen Bruce like this before, his jaw was pulled tight as his clenched fists shook with rage. I tried desperately to explain but the words stuck in my throat as the tears began to cascade down my face. The room went deadly quiet before Bruce continued, this time in a softer, more pained tone.
“How long?” I knew what he was asking and that he deserved the truth.
“A week, I wanted to tell you Bruce but-”
“But what?! This is why you’ve been avoiding me all week, so you can screw your fiancé?!” His anger had returned as quickly as it had left, his whole being trembling. My guilt was turning into annoyance, even though I knew I was in the wrong and had no right to feel self righteous.
“So what if I was! You don’t have any right to be this angry Bruce, you knew what we were and you knew about Harvey and I” My enraged shouts echo through the empty apartment.
“Were?” His voice shook, but not from anger, this time it was from pain. “You’re ending this?” He looked me in the eyes, the agony and betrayal clouding his eyes breaking my heart.
“I have to Bruce” My voice was strained from all of the emotions I was retaining, but I had to keep going and end this.
“What about us?”
“What about us Bruce? There never was an us! I was just sex to you, you’ll find a replacement by the end of the week!” The truth behind the words tortured my already exhausted heart. Bruce just starred at me, his face pale, making his red brimmed eyes even more prominent.
His voice was scarcely more than a whisper
“Is that really what you think?” The unshed tears in his eyes surprised me, I never expected Bruce to care. “(Y/n)…you must know you mean more to me than that” I continued to stare at him, my eyes wide from shock as the tears continued to fall.
“I-I love you” He chocked out, the words causing him agony, knowing that this was probably the only time he would be able to say them. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, I’d never thought I would hear those words from Bruce. I was unable to say anything, my voice lost to the pain and confusion that was flooding through my body. Bruce approached me cautiously, as if approaching a wounded animal. His trembling hands found my face, thumb attempting to wipe away the tears that continued to fall.
“Please (y/n) - don’t go back to him, stay - stay with me” He begged. A sob erupted from my chest as he pulled me into his arms. “Don’t leave me” His voice was fractured as his heart struggled to maintain a regular rhythm from the torture it was being put through. I couldn’t pull away, being in his arms felt safe, the warmth radiating from his chest soothing my aching body. I knew I would never feel like this with Harvey, my heart had belonged to Bruce for too long to give it to someone else. The room was silent, my ragged breaths the only interruption.
“I love you too” For the second time today I felt Bruce’s body stiffen against mine. However this time when he pulled away there was a shy smile on his face and hope shining in his eyes. He needed to hear me say the words before he could relax.
“I’ll stay - I’ll end things with Harvey” My voice had grown hoarse from our argument, my exhaustion but growing happiness evident in my tone. Instead of replying, Bruce pulled my face to his, our lips meeting in a desperate kiss. Silently promising each other that we were staying, for good this time.

The morning sun flittered through the thin curtains, casting golden light into my eyes. I rolled over and was met by a muscular chest. Bruce’s arms were protectively circled round my waist, his strong hold keeping me in his embrace.
“G'morning” His voice was deep and thick from sleep, he pressed a kiss on my hairline before pulling me impossibly closer to him.
“Hi” My voice was shy, despite the countless times we’d slept with each other it was rare for us to wake up together. I buried my head in his chest as he laughed at my bashfulness. It vibrated through his body, causing a smile to grow across my face. Gently, he hooked his fingers under my chin, pulling my lips up to his. The kiss was slow and full of love. He grinned as we pulled back.
“So..I was thinking we could go out tonight, have dinner maybe” This time it was Bruce that was nervous, his eyes shyly met mine. I smiled again.
“I’d love to”

elijah-dawg-one  asked:

Today, I looked to my left to see a friend listening to one of your beats! I asked her "you watch OGchan too?" and she said yes!! I finally found someone else who watches your videos at my high school!!! This makes me really ecstatic!!!

Ayyyy!!! 🙌🏽🙌🏽💜

So I watched the video on the new Yandere Simulator update and I’m not very happy. I can’t be the only one who feels like the teachers pets/social butterflies wouldn’t immediately move in to apprehend Ayano if she killed someone. If a heroic was there and was moving in to apprehend her I could see them helping yes but I can’t see them going in on their own. They prefer to get others to deal with it - the police and teachers - instead of going after the killer themselves. The social butterflies hide in terror they don’t try to stop Ayano from what we see before. And Yui is evil and doesn’t care what Ayano does. I honestly feel somewhat let down. The characters personalities no longer make sense in my opinion. Hopefully I’m not the only one who feels like this.

Episode 1
  • Lance screamed for Keith when they were all being pulled apart :’)
  • Nice reminder of how gorgeous the animation is
  • PIDGE, my actual daughter… So yes, Green is a girl <3
  • “I’ll see what I can do”…*proceeds to build her teammates out of space garbage*
  • awww she misses them
  • anyone else hella impressed by allura’s fingers flying across the screens in panic mode? no? just me? ok.
  • HOLY SHIT! ponytail coran was nothing compared to this sexy edgelord right here
  • and omg his voice :’D 
  • i can’t believe young coran = lance
  • what the fukc was the pirouette IM SCREAMING
  • for someone who hates the outdoors pidge has the best nature karma i s2g
  • damn. i could have gone my whole life without seeing coran’s emo nihilist phase
  • space mom can deal with literally any personality type \(^.^)/
  • well at least you found water keith A+ space exploring
  • me @shiro: you’re doing great sweetie!
  • pidge my smol genius daughter u build that transmitter girl - again with the amazing nature karma
  • broganes bonding :’)
  • aaahhh toddler coran with a lisp AND A MUSTACHE LAKDFJL;AKDFJ;AL
  • “i hungry’ *angry stomping* SAME KID, SAME
  • mom of the year award goes to allura; she just handle a good 4 decades worth of parenting in 20 minutes
  • Keith piloting the black lion? nice 80s voltron reference ;)
  • all those de-age fics of lance and keef, and it’s actually baby coran we get <333 he’s so smol 
  • more broganes <3 but sadder this time :(
  • Prorok: “I’m innocent” maybe innocent means something different in galran
  • THACE! i need to know more
10 More Questions on Endless Summer

Let’s go back to Book 1 where we found these two notes - the first was from the Rainforest Suite, written by a woman (lipstick context clue) and the other was written by who we assume is her romantic interest, and whose note was found in the Honeymoon Suite.


  1. Who wrote the letters?
  2. Is it a romantic relationship? I’m assuming because of the lipstick.
  3. “Our spot”. So these two may have met several times at that same spot already for it to be called “our spot”, yes?
  4. Was it the bride meeting her fiance at midnight? Or was she meeting someone else, one of the guests but not her fiance? Vice versa too. Was the groom meeting his bride or someone else?
  5. I don’t think it was whomever they were betrothed to because it says “I must see you one last time before tomorrow.”
  6. OMG is that why the bride was missing?! Maybe the bride met up with this person and then just… disappeared. Or ran away.  
  7. What is the significance of Neptune Cove?
  8. What is the significance of midnight?
  9. Can the gang please look for Neptune Cove already?
  10. Am I the only one going nuts about this??!?!?!
thoughts on last nights LOT


Len wanted his husband with him despite the fact that they were probably fighting


The team treating Mick like shit NO THANK YOU

OOC!Jax & Ray in regards to what they think of Mick: NO THANK YOU

Coldwave? Mick grieving? Mick being torn between his heart and his head? YES PLEASE

Mick/Amaya bonding again, Mick speaking up about his past to Amaya A++++

Mick asking Amaya to come with him and Len? A++++ I almost wish she had, I would LOVE a Len/Mick/Amaya team up in the future with hints of jealous!Len thinking that someone else stole Mick’s heart while he was gone.

Jax making Rip jellybeans? ADORABLE AF.

I give this episode a 7/10 overall

Things I want to see:

An actual conversation with past!Len/Mick

Len rejoining the team hopefully with his present memories.


The scene at the end with Len and Mick that Dom was talking about on his instagram.

That is all

“You can never love someone too much,” she argued, crossing her arms defiantly.

“Yes you can,” he snapped, but upon seeing her hurt expression, sighed, and grudgingly began to explain.

“My mom adored my dad, still does to this day, but the bastard fell in love with someone else. I would watch her do the laundry as a kid and she would just sit and stare for hours at the red lipstick on the collars of his shirts, surrounded by the smell of cheap perfume she would never wear. When he got home, she acted as if nothing was wrong, as if she wasn’t sobbing just hours before. She pretended to believe that he was on business calls at three a.m. She pretended that he loved her, and when I asked why, all she said was that sometimes you have to sacrifice things for love, even your own sanity. After that, I was in a state of disbelief. It’s complete and utter madness, the fact that love can make you lose yourself.“

—  n.g. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #15

supercorp4ever  asked:

Lena finds out about Kara and Mon-hell and gets jealous, so she invites Kara to L corp to talk. During their chat, Lena admits to being jealous of anyone that Kara would love. Lena tells Kara that she is in love with her and it pains her to see Kara with Mon hell. Lena asks Kara to give her a chance with her and promises to treat her right. The question is, how do you think Kara would react to this? Would things change between them or would Kara think that Lena is desperate?

I think she wouldn’t say yes to her because she was dating someone else and Kara isn’t the person to just up and leave.. she’d need time maybe even a little distance to make a decision.. 

also I’d like to pretend that a certain character doesn’t exist and keep my blog free of him, thanks!

Can we just stop and look at this screenshot from Episode 08

Jaime totally went from:


Yet this is another proof that Jaime’s speech to Edmure is BS.

He firmly believes that the Blackfish won’t surrender and he knew that Brienne might not even convince the people because of she came from Lannister camps and her swordpenis.

You can totally see the panic in his face.

He’s all “Shit shit shit. They won’t trust her. I need someone else who could be more convincing than Brienne.”

Just.. the way realization hits Jaime’s face is uggghhh <3 <3

You can’t convince me that what he had done wasn’t done for love of Brienne.

Yes, I watch this scene over and over again when I have the time.

agentmarymargaretskitz  asked:

Sad OTP- Rufus x Jiya

  • who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness? Jiya. Whenever Rufus does something random and sweet, like bringing her a package of her favorite candy, she melts a little. 
  • who flinches at sudden movements?  Both of them. Because sudden movements could be Rittenhouse, attacking from the shadows. 
  • who is most confused as to why their S.O. is still with them? Rufus definitely has no idea why this brilliant, amazing woman is still with him. Jiya wishes he could see that he’s brilliant and amazing, too. 
  • who has to constantly check their S.O. still loves them? This switches. Early on, it’s Rufus, checking to make sure she still loves him after the Rittenhouse business, and after he helped Wyatt steal the time machine. Later on, it becomes her, asking through shuttering breaths as her powers grow more and more out of control. The answer is always yes, no matter who is asking.
  • who says the other/s would be better off with someone else? Rufus. “This is my fault. You never would have gotten dragged into this Rittenhouse stuff if it wasn’t for me. You deserve better.” She never puts up with that for long. 
  • who gets surprised when they are given gifts? Rufus. He loves to give Jiya gifts, but whenever she gets him something, he freezes a bit. 
  • who is most likely to break down on the other and how does their S.O. attempt to calm them down? Goodness. After everything these sweethearts have been through, I’d say it could go either way. They always comfort each other with lots of hugs, snuggles, and watching the other’s favorite Star franchise movies. 
  • who is most self conscious in public? Rufus, from what we’ve seen. Jiya is fairly confident in the outside world, while Rufus is a bit nervous of people staring. Mostly because he’s afraid whoever is staring is Rittenhouse. 
  • who is more likely to apologize a million time for a tiny mistake? I feel like Jiya does this when she’s tired. Like, normally, they’re both fine, but if she’s had a long day, and she’s exhausted, she’ll apologize profusely, almost tearfully, for thew smallest things. Including, but not limited to: Eating the last candy bar, knocking over a vase, and hogging the covers. (Normally, she has no problems making herself into a burrito, because if he doesn’t want her to take all of the covers, he shouldn’t keep his house so cold!) Tired Jiya is fun. 
  • who admits they’re scared only when they think their S.O. is asleep and how does the other react? Rufus will admit that he’s scared any time, because their life is a little nuts, and he has no problems admitting it. Jiya will only admit it in soft whispers late at night, because the rest of the time, she’s trying to convince herself, as much as anyone else, that she’s strong enough to handle this. Rufus pulls her in for cuddles, pressing kisses to her head, and tells her everything will be okay. 
  • who never thinks they’re good enough for the other? Rufus, for sure. He blames himself for a lot of the Rittenhouse business. 
  • who takes a bullet for the other? I mean, either of them would be WILLING, but let’s be honest: Wyatt would take out the threat before it could get to either of them. 
EXO Reaction when you fall asleep on their lap & they start to get pervy thoughts

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“Sorry for waking you up jagi… yes I poked your cheek… with my finger of course… yes..” 


“Oh Mr. Galaxy.. this is not the right time… she is sleeping… Mr. go down.. not tonight” *Talking to his… himself*


“Shhh jagi… you felt nothing. Let’s go to bed okay? Someone needs your help and not exactly to go to sleep”


*It’s his nervous laugh that wakes you up, nothing else* “You didn’t notice? Really? But but.. oh god.. look down here!”


*Trying so hard to distract himself* “Now I see why girls love magazines.. this test is nice… oh look tips for… is that lingerie?”


“Well.. if she already felt it.. she might as well touch it” *Naughty baozi*


“Hey jagi… did you rest? Because I know someone who needs your help…” *Sexy eyes*


*Finds an excuse to wake you up* “Sorry babe.. bathroom… I might take some time there…”


*Trying really hard to not lose it* “Why does she move so much…. ahh.”


*Gives you that look* “ Oh you woke up… opps”


*Screaming internally* “what do i do….. it’s too late….”


*Looking at you like this while you sleep* “The things you make me think… please wake up.. babe…” 

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