you cant live a positive life

Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Avoiding Love (Part One)


Authors Note- So this was sort of inspired by the film ‘Stuck In love” which is like the only romance film I can re-watch. The reader has quite an icy persona so if that’s not what you like then I’m sorry. I was listening to this song while proof reading and it sort of goes with it, if you care that is you can find it here x

“Therefore you cant live a positive life with a negative mind-” Stiles spoke, to conclude his class presentation. It was a Friday afternoon and your English teacher decided to publically ridicule you all by making you each do a five minute presentation on ‘Your personal outlook on life’. “Does anyone have any questions for Stiles, or does anyone want to challenge his view point?” the teacher asked. When you raised your hand with that cocky look of yours the teacher gave a small sigh that was almost inaudible, almost. “Yes Y/n” she breathed, you see she pretended to hate the many debates you and Stiles had but she secretly loved to hear you argue with thoughts in complete juxtaposition to one another’s. “Positive people also have negative thoughts, they just don’t let those thoughts control them” you contributed, mainly to see the face Stiles pulled when he tried to think of a quick argument back. “Exactly, so you’re saying that positive people have an overall positive outlook because they choose to ignore the negativity surrounding them” he scoffed smugly. “Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of negativity being with us all and some people wallowing in it more than others. But you cant define a positive attitude with ones ability to block out what happens in their life or around them” you retort. After noticing the majority of the students in your class were rather half asleep or confused your teacher interrupted and suggested you begin with your presentation. You stood up and smirked at Stiles as you walked past him, letting him know you were about to make his presentation look miniscule in comparison to your own. “I’ve always been one of those people who look ‘too deeply’ into a situation or into someone and that’s because I learnt from a young age that there’s always something more than what you could ever see. But the one thing I’ve never understood is love, I guess you could say it’s because I’ve never experienced it but if love means putting all your trust into someone besides yourself and hoping they don’t take advantage of that, then I think I’ll pass. I’ve watched people fall hopelessly for people who don’t feel the same and it’s the cruellest, most unforgiving heartache I’ve ever witness and what do we do? We convince ourselves that there’s some sort of force known as ‘love’ that excuses every shitty feeling we’ve ever felt, that makes the hell you feel okay because we’re supposedly all apart of a probable cause. So as you may have already guessed my 3am thoughts aren’t wasted on thinking about a guy who may or may not like me back, because I don’t spend every waking of my being wishing that I’ll finally find someone to spend the rest of my life with. Who’d have my children and get bored after going through a midlife crisis at 30, who’d look at all the young men at his work and be bitter of how his youth was somehow stripped from him by the responsibility of a family. Who’d end up having an affair, because they always do, dragging the children through all divorce has to offer. I guess what I’m trying to say is I believe that life has a deeper meaning, to the emotions we are told we should feel. Love doesn’t come naturally like sadness or anger, so why are we trying to make it more than it is? Life is what you make it, not what people tell you it should be” the bell rang shortly after you finished, the class clapped after hearing something that had never even crossed their minds before. You simply walked back over to your desk and picked up your school bag as if nothing happened, not seeing Stiles sit stiff in his chair, his mouth gawping at the sound of your harsh words.

”Y/n! Y/n!” Stiles called as he stumbled through the crowds of people in the hallway. You leant against your locker door and smiled as he approached you frantically. “What Stiles? Did you not have enough class time to disagree with me, so you want to carry it on into lunch again?” you questioned, with unavoidable sarcasm in your voice. “No, I just wanted to ask if you really feel that cynical about love” he said, as you began walking down the hall together. “You’re sweet Stiles, but I’m not a nice girl and you’re wasting your time if you think we’ll be anything more than this” you claimed, without batting an eyelid. “And what exactly are we now?” he questioned. “Nothing, we’re nothing Stiles” you spoke, it coming across more cold hearted than you intended to be with him. He stopped dead in the middle of the masses of students trying to get past to lunch or class, causing you to do the same and turn to look at him. His eyes widened as his head bobbed as he repeated the word “Nothing” in the form of a question. “Look, your friends are over there waiting for you. I suggest you hurry before they leave you” you said, deflecting what he was saying. He rolled his eyes, but said one last thing before you completely disappeared to find your own friends. “I may be nothing to you, but I’d be really interested in sharing a 3am conversation with you” he called. “We’ll see Stilinski, we’ll see” you called back, with an unavoidable grin on your face.

You opened your front door to see none other than Stiles Stilinski standing there, armed with a collection of Star Wars DVDS and popcorn. “Come in” you sighed with a laugh, not being able to turn away someone who resembled a lost puppy. “Are you here alone?” he asked, noticing the countess takeout boxes scattered on the kitchen worktop and the lack of sound other than the living room TV that was playing re-runs of old shows. “Uhm yeah, come on” you said, taking his hand and guiding him upstairs. You took the things out of his hands and placed them on your bed, before sliding open your bedroom window. Meanwhile he was running his hand along your things, that would have so many enriched sentimental memories that he wouldn’t be able to imagine if he tried. “Come on” you guided, gesturing for him to follow you onto the roof outside your window. “Are we not watching the films?” he pouted. “Stilinski you want to experience what a 3am conversation is like with me, this is as close as you’re going to get, so get your ass out here” you said while climbing out. He followed shortly and perched beside you. “How long have you been here alone?” he questioned. already half knowing the answer from what he could work out. Usually you were reserved when it came to things like your family, but there was just something freakishly weird that made you want to tell him. “You want the honest truth?” you glanced from the view of the outside world to look at the one in his eyes. He nod his head gently. “Well my mom caught my dad screwing his intern again and so they’re on a break together in the Maldives;  to try and ‘work things out’ so in other words its going to be an intense period of meaningless make-up sex because he’ll only do it again a few months down the line. So it’s just me and my brother, when he isn’t over at his friends house that is, getting drunk or stoned” you explained, sounding almost numb to the pain it should cause you. “I had no idea, I am so sor-” he began saying before you interrupted him. “Please don’t apologise, I’ve heard enough empty ones to last a lifetime” you claimed. “So is that what your presentation was based on? Your parents?” he asked. “Kind of, but their distorted version of a ‘normal’ relationship isn’t the only thing that makes me hate the idea of love. I guess it’s like religion, some people choose to believe in it for comfort and to give them hope because what would life be without hope, right?” you explained. “So you’re saying that love isn’t necessarily real, we just believe it is” he said, involuntarily raising his eyebrows. “Yeah, why do you disagree?” you asked mockingly, hitting his shoulder playfully with your own. “I do disagree. You see there’s this girl and I’ve liked her for a long time and every time I see her It just makes me smile and even something as simple as her tucking her hair behind her ear when she’s concentrating or yawning in the middle of class gives me a reason to smile everyday just thinking how lucky I am to have her in my life” he looked away from you with a cheesy smile on his face, that would usually make you want to punch him. Your heart fluttered for a moment, imagining what it would be like if someone talked about you the way he did for that girl but you couldn’t resist putting the barriers back up. “Just avoid love at all cost. That’s my motto” you sighed loudly. He shook his head with a smile, “You know, you make these things so difficult” he claimed. “What things?” you asked, furrowing your brows. “I like you Y/n, I like you a lot” he sounded nervous but relieved that he was finally saying it. “You don’t know the first thing about me” you said. You were experiencing so many new and mixed feelings and even then you refused to let your guard down, which must have been so frustrating for someone like Stiles. “Then let me get to know you, the real you” he finally looked back at you. You gave a small smile before standing up and making your way back to your bedroom window, gesturing for him to follow.

“You totally did cry!” you laughed, throwing a piece of popcorn at him. “No, I had something in my eye and no it was not my tears” he said embarrassed. “I guess these films aren’t as bad as I thought they were” you pouted, examining the star wars DVD box in your hand. “I don’t know whether to be offended or excited by that comment” he said, while pulling his phone out of his pocket. You looked over his shoulder to see how many missed calls and texts he had from all of his friends. “Oh shit, I’ve got to go!” he jumped up. You sighed, why does everyone leave you? You sat up on your bed and pulled the pillow onto your lap. “I guess I’ll see you around” you couldn’t hide the sadness in your voice. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” he asked, as he backed towards your bedroom door. “Yeah” you spoke softly. With that he headed downstairs. You weren’t sitting there for more than ten seconds before he barged back in, “On second thought, they can hold up without me for one night” he sat back down beside you on the bed and you looked at him with a smile and admiration in your eyes. That was before you shook it off and hit play on the next film. This time around it was more awkward for some reason and you found yourselves slowly getting closer to each other. You craved his touch, whether that be intentional or even something as simple as your arms or legs brushing past one another’s. Stiles checked the time on his phone as the movie came to an end, “It’s 1am, I best head off” he said softy, knowing you were half asleep. “Stay- Please” you spoke, looking up at him. He couldn’t help but stare at you for a moment, not really sure if this was actually happening or not. He slouched down beside you and stared at your celling with a smile on his lips. He didn’t expect Y/n Y/l/n, the girl notorious for being heavily guarded with little trust in people to rest her head on his chest and wrap her arm around him tightly before drifting off to sleep.

Your eyes drifted open, to see your arm resting on someone else. You felt someone’s head nuzzled in your neck and their arm around your waist. You ignored the initial feeling you felt and instead went with the one of regret. “Shit” you whispered, pushing them off you. Stiles groaned as he fell onto the floor beside your bed, which you couldn’t deny was pretty cute. He picked himself back up and rose to his feet. He’d never thought you’d looked more beautiful, strands of your hair messy but natural, your complexion glowing in the small amount of light coming from your window and your clothes all bunched, exposing your midriff, which you quickly covered after noticed him looking. “Get out Stilinski!” your voice was raspy and tired but still firm. He looked at you in confusion, “You do know, it was you that asked me to stay” he raised an eyebrow. “Just get out!” you threw a pillow at him and watched as he picked up his DVDS and shoes, before heading off downstairs. “Shit” you whispered again to yourself, sliding down your bedroom door after you shut it.

I’m definitely writing a part two, but did you guys enjoy this? Also bare with me with the other parts to “Because Of Me’, “The Girl In The White Dress’ and ‘What Happened To Y/n?’, I’m sorry I know you’ve been waiting for a while x

y'all are mean. what if komaeda’s shoes have feelings? do you think they cry themselves to sleep whenever someone calls them ugly? “wELL TOO BAD THEY CANT BECAUSE THEY’RE SHOES AND SHOES DONT HAVE FEELINGS” IS WHAT YOU WOULD SAY. but hey what if komaeda’s shoes have them?? WHAT IF THEY GOT THE ABILITY TO FEEL FOR 2 MINUTES AND THE ONLY THING THEY GOT TO FEEL IS YOUR HATE and they spend their whole life depressed bc they can feel nothing but your salt. why dont we talk about amami’s shoes.. they’re horrible anD YET NOBODY IS TALKING ABOUT THEM like really what the fuck are those… i’m also fighting momota’s slippers. i’ll fight your shoes too btw. i’ll fight your friend’s shoes. i’ll figHT EVERYONES shoes. fuck it im becoming a sjw. I AM BECOMING A LAWYER. watch me make a positivity blog for the double zippered shoes. poor shoes were cursed from birth its not their fault… and y'all are just blaming them like that..what if they were having a nice dinner with family and suddenly they remember what username monodaddy said about them being a disgrace and tHEY CANNOT ENJOY THEIR DINNER ANYMORE. GOOD JOB YOU RUINED IT. IT IS TOO LATE NOW. dont come asking for forgiveness later… what are they supposed to do when their children ask them why cant they live the same normal life as other shoes? wHAT ARE THEY SUPPOSED TO TELL THEM?? even if you hate komaeda’s shoes and you’re like “hah serves them r i g h t"you should at least respect komaeda’s fashion sense… this boy did his best to look cool for you guys and thats how you repay him.. smh. they try ok. they do their best.

Happily Ever After


Pairing: Derek x Reader

Summary: hi, i don’t mean to bother you but can i get a Derek one shot thing where you are an original and you grew up with Derek (he grew you were just around for it since you cant age) and he falls in love with you and vice versa but you don’t want to be be him because he can age so Klaus turns him into a hybrid and happily ever after.

Being an immortal vampire came with positives and a lot of negatives as well. The biggest positive was the most obvious one, that you got to live longer than others the downside to that was the ones you love couldn’t. That particular thought always came into your head when you were around Derek.

Derek Hale had been there right by your side through everything life had to throw at you. Growing up with him was an experience, he taught you many things, challenged you and showed you how to enjoy the little things in life. After you became a vampire the friendship shifted, and due to all your senses being heightened you realized that it was no longer friends that you wanted to be with him. It was a secret that didn’t say hidden for long, Derek soon found out and confessed that he too felt the same.

Now watching Derek engage in a conversation with Klaus the negative thought that came in, was ironically the same one that never left. While Derek grew older, you couldn’t and knowing that you’ll outlive him made your stomach turn. Walking in, both noticed your presences.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but I was wondering if I could speak to Klaus in private. That’s if you don’t mind Derek?”.

He smiled and said, “Not at all”.

You lead Klaus upstairs to have some privacy, and to be out of earshot of Derek considering what you wanted to ask had to do with him.

“Y/N you look positively nervous, whatever you wish to ask by all means do” Klaus poured himself a drink, before turning to face you.

“Klaus I’ve never asked you for anything, and what I’m about to ask is big. In fact I was hoping you would do it as a favor”.

Looking out the window upon the city of New Orleans, it radiated life even though there were vampires living among them. Tearing your eyes away, Klaus looked every bit interested at what you wanted from him.

“You know how I feel about Derek, he grew up with me. But here’s the thing Klaus he’ll keep growing all the way until his old, until he dies. While I’ll still be alive trying to figure out how to live without him”.

Just thinking about that prospect brought tears to your eyes, “I get that you don’t turn just anyone into a vampire or hybrid, but I need you to throw that rule out just this once and offer Derek the bite. So that he and I can be together, so that we can create a life with each other”.

You were hoping that your pleas and cries would be enough to convince Klaus, and standing in this room watching his body language carefully, apart of you was terrified that he would reject your request.

“And what if he doesn’t want the bite Y/N, what then?” he asked, putting down his drink.

“I don’t know Klaus, but I have to believe that what we feel is strong enough for him to take it. Please, please just offer it to him and let him decide”. Walking towards Klaus, you stood directly in front of him with a desperate look.

“If he takes the bite it will be up to you to show him how to live as a hybrid”. Nodding furiously, a bit of hope flowed through your body. Klaus walked towards the door, stopped and then turned. “This is the only favor I will grant, if something goes wrong with this Y/N, don’t put the blame on me”.

“I won’t, thank you Klaus”, you responded.

Following him eagerly down the stairs to where Derek was seated patiently waiting for your return, the butterflies were starting to flutter. Asking Klaus to do this was the hard part, now all that was left was Derek’s answer.

“Everything okay?” Derek asked, getting up from his chair.

“Yes, well it depends on how this conversation goes” you replied, he looked back and forth from Klaus to you not sure what was going on.

“What does that mean?” he asked.

Klaus stepped forward, clearly wanting to move this along faster than it was. “It means that dear Y/N has a offer for you to consider. And if you choose to take it, then you’ll be more stronger, powerful, a equal”.

You gave Klaus a look that told him to allow you to deliver the news, “Derek we’ve been through a lot. And through it all we found a connection, that’s something that I don’t want to lose. But one day I will, because I’m immortal-”.

“And I’m not”, Derek said finishing off your sentence for you.

“No, your not. But you could be, all you have to do is say yes and Klaus will give you the bite. Then we can be immortal together, and I won’t have to fear losing you”. Touching his face, his emotions were certainly reaching a peak that you could feel.

“So what’s it going to be Derek?” Klaus and Derek stared at one another, the anticipation was rising.

Derek swallowed the lump in his throat, with a sure expression he said. “Do it”

And that’s exactly what Klaus did, he gave his blood to Derek to drink and snapped his neck. The next few minutes were the longest ever in your entire immortal life, holding Derek’s hand you were waiting for him to wake up.

“Why is it taking so long for him to wake up!” you were anxious, that couldn’t be hidden.

“Turning someone into a hybrid isn’t a piece of cake Y/N, give it time” Klaus retorted back.

Derek gasped for air, looking panicked. “Hey, hey it’s okay. Your okay Derek” you reassured him.

“Did it work?” he asked.

“You tell us” Klaus said.

Derek concentrated and his face changed similar to how Klaus did, eyes went yellow and he bore fangs. “It worked” you whispered, a sigh of relief washed over you.

His face returned back to normal, and the two of you hugged. Happily ever after for you and Derek was only just beginning.



• doesn’t ran out of words

• you guys are basically dumb and dumber

• “what is this?” “i know right.”

• doesn’t do assignments

• “can i please copy your assignment??”

• gets scolded a lot for being noisy

• can’t stay still in his seat (kepts on changing his position)

• “ouch!” “what?” “PAPER CUTS!!!”

• whiny seatmate (probably after ten)


• your day is not complete without a talkative smiley doyoung

• basically your mood maker

• “CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOUUUU–” /voice cracks

• you can’t resist to look at his side profile since damn that jawline tho (he needs to eat more tbh)

• imitates every teacher

• curses at times

• “how the f do you even solve this?”

• lays on the floor during physical education

• “im tired, help me up” “help yourself up dork”

• gets sick pretty quick

• “ACHOO!” “oops, sorry.” *sniffles*

• he’s always there for you since he’s just a little sunshine

"You Act White For a Black Girl"

I’ll be honest when someone tells me “Oh you act pretty WHITE for a BLACK GIRL!! Even though to you it’s some sort of “complement” I actually don’t see it that way. All my life I’ve always been called the “Oreo” from white & black people. I’m white cause I speak with proper grammar, cause of where I live, & cause I apparently act different. You cant act white or black, but the assumption that you can is racist. The stereotypes of acting white is associated with positive attributes, whilst the stereotype of acting black is associated with negative attributes. Why must it be that white has socially positive connotations and black has socially negative connotations? I’ve always gone along with it & ignored it but I’m not ok with it at all. I don’t want to be white nor do I try to act white. I’m proud & in love with the skin I’m in which is exotically beautiful. Being black is not something you try to be, being BLACK is WHAT I AM.
It makes me sick that negative things are just expected when associated with my ethnicity. Don’t judge a race by how it’s portrayed in the media, because not everyone of that race behaves like that. Don’t condemn a whole ethnic group because one part behaves a certain way.

anonymous asked:

I hope for you that one day you'll be sitting on the floor, maybe eating some cereal, or flipping through a magazine or simply looking out of the window at the sky or the street and suddenly you realised you're happy with who you are/have become and you are living your dream life surrounded by positivity and people who you love and loves you back💜

Look at this angel and how sweet she is… i cant handle youre so lovely i sincerely love you so much 🦋 thank you

anonymous asked:

I just get the vibe that chad didn't really try to support or help Hayley much when her depression was hitting the fan,, I try not to be in their business much but he just doesn't seem like the guy who deals with like emotions or wants to talk about them

if you look at nfg lyrics from resurrection to makes me sick, then look at what’s eating gilbert lyrics, his view of the world is positive as fuck, and he thinks you cant waste time being sad or down or annoyed and you have to live life and all that bs. which is why i believe rose-colored boy to be about him cause he never takes them rose-colored glasses off to see the world is fucking shit and you gotta be sad sometimes.

anonymous asked:

urgent positivity request: [csa, animal death, animal loss, self harm] hey uh im karkat and in my canon and in this life i was a csa survivor. my flashbacks have been mixing and i keep randomnly bursting into tears and cut slut and whore into my legs... also in march my cat had to be put to sleep and now my other cat had to be sent to the humane society because she cant live in this housemfor six months and csnt walk up steps bc shes old and miserable...

hello karkat, i’m sorry to hear you’ve been having a rough time ♥

first of all, while your trauma can be a thing that is important to you and is a chapter of your life not to just overlook, it does not define you. no matter what, even if you believe those awful things about yourself, i know you’re more than that - which is the truth, whether or not you can believe it.

when flashbacks mix with memories, try to stay calm and differentiate between names and people. keep the thought process of “this happened in this life. i’m okay now.” and distract yourself as needed if it gets to be too much. don’t try to focus on memories too much, because if you have problems with flashbacks already, that could make it worse - just do whatever is safest in your own personal experience, because i’m not anybody to know or set your boundaries.

self harm is a vice and i can’t just say something like “stop doing it”, because we both know that’s a useless thing to say. there are going to be times you’ve been clean for record time and then relapse, but you have to figure out what to do afterwards instead of falling into that cycle again. i highly suggest finding people you trust to know this about you that you can talk to so you’ll have support and not just fall back into it again. this blog ( @alternativestoselfharm ) is an incredible resource that has several options of what to do instead.

dealing with loss is never easy, but i know that you can get through it. think about the good memories with your cats, and don’t forget them, but do not dwell on them and forget about the future. grieve however you must, reach out to friends or, if that doesn’t work for you, find something that makes you laugh and cling to it like nothing else. cling to the feeling of living and laughter, even when it’s just for a moment, because sometimes just a moment can make the day a little more bearable.

come to terms with the loss on your own time and as you do. there aren’t any arbitrary stages of grief you have to follow, you’ll reach acceptance however you do. but i know that you will, and that behind clouds with seemingly no silver lining, there’s still a bright horizon left. it might take awhile to clear up, but you will arrive there.

you are so strong and you have come such a long way. for all of the times that you haven’t heard it when you deserved to, i’m proud of you. i’m proud of you and you are so much more than you believe. stay strong and stay safe. there’s real love, through friends or the family you choose, around every corner. ♥

- john

plz stay strong because this will happen to you. it may not seem like it now, but listen to ppl who made it tht life DOES get better. just dont pick up tht blade today, dont tie tht knot, dont load the gun because your so much worth it. dont think your worthless or ugly because ur just so fucking amazing and beautiful and handsome. and no one can change the fact that you are you and being you is just so awesome. i cant stress this enough but plz stay strong because theres 7 billion ppl out there and many suffer from depression and suicidal thoughts but out of those 7 billiom ppl in the world theres ought to be ppl tht care and love u. and im one of them. so stay strong live life and just dont give a crap wat ppl say about u cuz u should know ur beautiful, handome, pricless, and just a wonderful person. ❤️❤️❤️❤️


I wanted to write this, because frankly writing helps me gather my thoughts.

Ever since I was a kid, I didn’t believe in love with anybody else but my family. I saw relationships as a waste of time and not beneficial for anybody involved.  I wanted to write this now because I can safely say i’m in love, and I want to let you know what this means coming from a cynic. A lot of you message me confused with your emotions on love and feel like you cant really connect with anybody. Love is a positive but also a negative, its a pain which I cant even begin to stress to you. You know how you know you’re in love? well, for starters. Its overwhelming, its a unparalleled force of nature. You want to be with this person all the time, every waking second, and he or she betters you as a person whether they believe it or not. A couple of weeks ago, I got a message from somebody who doesn’t believe in love, who see’s it as a myth. I know its hard to comprehend but its real. Its a feeling all of you will hopefully experience in your lives and you shouldn’t be scared of it. Ill be frank, its shit. Think of how you define the word ‘shit’ and then multiply that by ten. Its shit because you have to face the facts that in order to progress in your life, you cant be with that person all the time. I don’t want this to scare you though, because ultimately its a positive negative. You love someone so much it hurts and thats only a good thing. For all of you out there, still looking, still searching. It’ll happen. Have faith, stay strong. I believe Love is a real thing. Its shit, its hard but ultimately its the best emotion you can feel. If theres ever a point for us to be on this planet, its to love and be loved by someone else. Think about it.

It’ll happen. Don’t give up.

I hope you are all having a wonderful easter.

- Will x

anonymous asked:

Two things: 1) By this point do you think Sakura is more in denial about her standing in Sasuke's life than actually making the best of her bad situation, and 2) how much knowledge of how Sakura sees her relationship with Sasuke do you think Sasuke is actually aware of? Do you think he doesn't know the full extent of how Sakura is feeling, valid or otherwise? Do you think Sakura does not express her love/obsession for Sasuke to him as much as she does to other people?

1) By this point do you think Sakura is more in denial about her standing in Sasuke’s life than actually making the best of her bad situation.

I think In gaiden for the first time I could look at Sakura and not totally cringe about her behaviour around Sasuke, for once. I think Gaiden Sakura perfectly understands where she stands in Sasuke’s life. 

She knows that To Sasuke, village is more important than the family life, or playing husband , or playing Dad. She has accepted her role as the third or fourth position on Sasuke’s list or priorities.

So I wouldn’t say she is in denial anymore. She knows exactly what is more important to Sasuke and Sakura has learnt to live her life alone. She is single handedly bringing up her kid  , and doing the best she can. But I really cant feel a lot of pity for her, because she is herself responsible for this precarious position in her life. 

2) how much knowledge of how Sakura sees her relationship with Sasuke do you think Sasuke is actually aware of? Do you think he doesn’t know the full extent of how Sakura is feeling, valid or otherwise? Do you think Sakura does not express her love/obsession for Sasuke to him as much as she does to other people?

I feel Sasuke knows very well , The obsession Sakura has for him. I guess , he has learnt to live with it. He knew her obsession even in 693, when Sasuke let her fall in Lava, and she still couldnt do anything but confess “her love” for him in the end. 

She gives Sasuke a choice- “ if you even have a little space inside your heart for me , you will stop?”

Sasuke- doesnt stop, he attacks her and leaves her to go fulfill his dream. The guy clearly doesnt care for her. He says “was she having fun in her fantasy of “True-love?” . I see no reason for her to love me? 

I mean , I have never seen more negativity towards Sakura from any character in the Manga , more than Sasuke. It has been so since the beginning. While Sasuke acknowledges Naruto – says Naruto is his closest friend, Sasuke has had NOTHING positive to say about Sakura. 

[ His appreciation of Genjutsu skills or his referring to her as a strong Kunoichi (in Gaiden) - don’t count (for me), because they are not his feelings for her , they are a fact. That way he even acknowledged Karin as the Strongest Kunoichi, he even acknowledged Naruto’s strength, he even acknowledged Juugo and Suigetsu, at a point or another ]

Sasusaku shippers  see it as “angsty” because  they only identify with Sakura’s angst , they think she deserves Sasuke, and Sasuke doing all this to her– and her still loving him is a sign of “strength”. I see her love as weakness. It is something she can’t control and is OKAY with imposing it on Sasuke.

Sasuke recognizes it very clearly, and is possibly why , he chooses to stay away from “home” so much. Basically he can only stand Sakura in small doses, say - One evening after a decade. ;)

It is probably the reason , his reaction to seeing Sakura after a decade is a mere “why are you here?”. Something, that is so weird? He looked bummed , that even after he didnt inform her, about his visit to Konoha , she somehow turned up?

His expressions around Sakura are so awkward in Gaiden, nothing that communicated love and understanding. His expression for his own daughter are also lacking. Kishimoto failed at showing “the real deal Love”. You can believe the words or look at the story and make up your own mind I guess.

I don’t see the love?, I guess Sasusaku shippers will believe anything. so kishimoto gave them excatly that, He trolled the SasuSaku shippers with “the Uchiha family”. 

He showed how pathetic , Sakura’s fantasy life turned out to be, because she couldnt accept , how Sasuke felt about her and is basically okay with being a doormat for the rest of her life. She is trying to be happy with whatever she has , because she couldnt find the strength to walk out of unrequited love, and pursued or “chased” down Sasuke in spite of all the signs.

These shippers who keep on calling her Sakura Uchiha, they see this story and probably consider them a happy family. But I see No Uchiha Love in their family. Uchiha love which is supposed to be the greatest sort of love.

hi ok so this might not be a big deal to some people but for me this is a kind of a huge step and i know i will be called an attention whore for doing this but i dont care because just one year ago i hated my body i didnt want to look at myself in a mirror i starved myself and did some other things I’d rather not talk about I wore a big sweatshirt every day and hid behind clothes that were three sizes too big for me just this past summer i decided to wear shorts that came up past my knees but this past year i decided to change i decided i didnt want to hate myself and be miserable anymore i started to take more selfies and call myself pretty even though i didnt think it i also started hanging around more positive people and ate more chips without feeling guilty about it and i took off the big sweatshirt this is the first summer i have ever worn a two piece and i love it!!! and it took a little while but after i kept on telling myself that i look good i started to believe it and today i love my body i love that i have a little belly and that my butt is kinda cute i love that i have pretty thighs that overlap and i love that my boobs are pretty hella so i guess this is a message to any girl out there that cant stand their body that please love it please stop being so down on yourself because you don’t live forever and life is too short not to be happy and love your body!!! you are going to be stuck with it for the rest of your life so be happy with it!!! once i began being positive i enjoyed life so much more!!! if i can get to this point so can you!!! i hope this helped at least one person please excuse my messy room and cat

So I know it’s been kind of a rough season for us Flyers fans. Started out 0-3-0, had a coaching change, and many more. Chief really turned our team around. I’m so proud of our guys from fighting back and getting into the third seed in the metro. We really started from the bottom. As Mason put in one of his hashtag “Flyers family.” We really are one. So here’s to our family! (yes, i know it says follow. I was too lazy to fix it…oops)

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i havent share this (well bc i dont share much about me lol) but my constitucional law (the subject im gonna have a test on sunday - the second phase of my bar exam) professors (they are 2) they always end their classes with some positve message… and it’s always a star wars quote… everyday their last words are “may the force be with you” … sometimes i cant believe they are using star wars to keep us positive make us feel stronger and confident (bc this test can f* up our lives) that we on sunday we can pass! it’s amazing … is just … so nice!

guys i realize that people dont post about the good things because its hard not to sound braggy but holy shit i need to fill you in on things

  • i’m at this stage in my life where my hobbies are my job???
  • like pls do not get me wrong im under constant financial strife because I live in like the second most expensive city in the country and have so many expenses you cant even imagine
  • but guys
  • like i work in theater AND film AND activism and idk how i fucking pulled this off
    • yesidoidontsleepidontstopinevergiveupimnotthrowingawaymyshot
  • but holy shit!!!
  • also like almost all of my friends in NYC are ladies which is like such a major first for me and I AM SO HAPPY AND FULFILLED AND HAVE SUCH A WONDERFUL SISTERHOOD and just lady power and positive lady vibes from so many incredible women???? Like girls are so fucking powerful and great?!!!
  • and i really like my dentist this is a big deal redalertredalerts
  • so yeah half of my meals are black beans and rice but who cares??
  • and i barely sleep but who cares???
What does your story say about you? How many people have you touched good or bad with your story? We must try our best to leave a positive impact on those around us! Your story and who it touches matters, if its the story of your company or you life! Now I know we cant all live positively and peaceful 24/7 but that is why we can rewrite, edit and change our stories at any time! Your Story can start all over today but remember we only have a short amount of time to write it so make it good!!!
—  Clay Laugier