you don't know how happy it makes me to see them fighting together

You're my best friend

I just got my hair cut and I’m feeling overly emotional, and I don’t know how these two things relate, but here have some sterek.

They have been together for a while now. They just got their first apartment together, and saying that both of them were high on love (for each other) and hope (for a new happy life) would be quite the understatement.

There had been a time when either of them had thought that they could never have the other, that after Derek left they would never find each other again, and they had never even thought possible that one day they could have a place, a home together. And yet, here they were.

They just finished mounting their new bed, and Stiles falls on the bare mattress with a satisfied “oof” Derek following shortly after him.

And it’s then that somehow it hits Stiles. It hits him so hard and so suddenly that he’s so overwhelmed with it that his eyes burn and he wants to yell it at the top of his lungs, but at the same time the emotion is so strong that clogs up his throat, and he can barely manage to speak.

So, he just makes a small noise (all he can muster right now) and rolls over to Derek’s side, throwing one arm over Derek’s body and burying his face into Derek’s neck.

Derek huffs out a surprised laugh, but promptly starts rubbing his back soothingly.

“Derek,” Stiles mumbles, when he finds his voice again.

Derek hums questioningly and Stiles hugs him close, a little bit tighter, before he gets out of his hiding spot and looks up at his boyfriend.

“You’re my best friend.” He says, all intense, earnest and sincere eyes.

Because it’s true. Yes, Scott is the friend he knew longer, they had their high and lows and highs again, and he’s like a brother, but that’s just it, Scott is his brother.

Derek is his best friend.

Derek is the person that he thinks about first when he’s thought of a stupid joke and wants to share it with someone. Derek is the one he looks for when he wants to tell someone about what his favourite character is going through, even if it’s a show or a book that Derek hasn’t watched yet. Derek is the name on his lips when he wants to tell or show someone how he managed to do something, even if it’s just as ordinary and banal as Stiles managing to doodle a real-looking wolf shadow, he knows that even if his first reaction would be to roll his eyes, he’d do so smiling in that warm way that always tell Stiles so many things. Like how loved he is, and how Derek is proud of him, even for the little things. And Derek is the one that he glances up to look at before he even knows why.

And that’s why he hates fighting with him so much, because he’s fighting with his boyfriend and best friend. And really, there’s no one in his life that can match with everything that Derek means to him. Derek is his special person, everyone has their special person, don’t they?

And Derek is Stiles’ person.

And yes, Derek is his boyfriend, and they had already said their ‘I love you’s to each other a long time ago, but Derek is also, and maybe most importantly, Stiles’ best friend too, and Stiles really needs him to know that.

“You’re my best friend,” he repeats, because he needs him to understand.

And of course, because Derek is his everything plus his best friend, smiles small and understanding, before he leans down to kiss him on the corner of his mouth, feather-light and all softness, and whispers “you’re my best friend, too.”

And Stiles knows that Derek understands, because he can see in his eyes that Stiles is his person too.

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soul-rin-natsu  asked:

Can you recommend any klance fics?.

I can definitely recommend lots of klance fics. As in, lots lots. I am not completely sure what you are looking for/what you have already read though, so I’m just gonna list some of my favorite authors with some of my favorite fics. 

Quick additional info: there are no explicit fics on here, though some are rated mature. All of the stories have klance as their only ship but since I intended this to be author recs rather than fic recs, I will mention what kinds of other ships appear in other fics. 

Now then, here you go, in no particular order:

manamune

- Crossroads (106k): not quite canon verse, not quite AU - check the summary

- Plunged (6k): canon verse, Lance teaches Keith how to swim

Roommates (6k): modern AU, Artist!Keith, Photographer!Lance, exactly what the title says

This author’s writing is amazingly smooth and I particularly enjoy their Keith. Crossroads was my favorite fic for a long, long time until I found some others that were just as good :D [this author also wrote some nsfw and sheith]

magisterpavus 

- He Who Fights Monsters (65k): AU, there are dragons

This author has a style of writing that makes you forget that time exists. Like, you read their stories, look up 2 hours later and go “what the hell I only just started reading 5 minutes ago”. Their fics are pretty action-heavy but the romance part never falls short. [they wrote a lot of nsfw, their newest fic is shklance]

mackerelmademedoit

- Entangled (102k): canon verse, Keith and Lance get mind-melded

- Right-hand Man (4k): canon verse, Keith approaches Lance after the end of season 2 to talk about their roles from now on

Amazing characterizations here. I particularly enjoyed the OS because it seemed like something that genuinely could happen like this in canon… sadly I don’t think it will, but one can dream, right :’D Also amazing art! [they wrote some nsfw]

redburn

- it had to be you (9k): modern AU, Keith and Lance are professors, lots of flirting

- Echoes In Your Mind (7k): canon verse, Keith is turning Galra

- let the whole world know (4k): modern AU, soulmates AU

I honestly don’t know why I like this author so much? Probably because they can squeeze an entire story into less than 10k words, complete with character development and appearances from friends etc. I liked many more of their OS but there are just so many, you should check it out for yourself. [they wrote some nsfw and shallura]

varelsen

- Not That Bad (68k): modern AU, socially anxious!Keith, lots and lots of fluff

- just like that (10k): canon verse, Lance struggles with his crush on Keith

this author just? makes reading feel so good? so relaxing?? Their style is focused on conveying emotions and flows really nicely, I strongly recommend to give it a try. [their newest story is nsfw and includes lancelot]

battleshidge (Amiria_Raven)

- Drive Me Crazy (8k): modern AU, lots of flirting and stupid pick-up lines

- Next Level (33k; WIP): modern AU, online gaming, they know each other but they don’t know that they know each other

The style of writing is really, really good and I love how everyone’s friendships get portrayed. The author is also pretty good at writing conflicted emotions. [they wrote some shallura and shidge]

aknightley

- it’s all in my head (8k): canon verse, mind meld

This author is super good with emotions. You always end up feeling what the characters are feeling and I’d definitely recommend going through their other fics as well - once again, there are just so many that I won’t list them all. [they wrote some nsfw and shallura]

lemoninagin

- You Can Fog Up My Windows Anytime (3k): modern AU, all the awkward flirting

Another author that has a fantastic style of writing and portrays the characters really well. Also another author that wrote so many good things that I can’t possibly put them all on here. [they wrote some nsfw, sheith, shklance, shallura- lots of stuff, check the tags]

MilkTeaMiku

- Moonset Deep (50k, WIP): mermaid AU, lance is the mermaid

- The Quiet (40k, WIP): ghost AU, lance is the ghost

- 7 Days Series (pt 1 - 30k, pt 2 - 30k, pt 3 - 4k): canon verse, lance/keith get turned into babies

Amazing writing, plot-orientated. Don’t let that fool you though, the emotions never fall short. [they wrote some shallura, shance and other ships - also their fics aren’t rated. the ones listed are entirely sfw]

Zizzani

- Drive It Like You Mean It (94k): modern AU, street racing AU, it gets pretty intense later

This writer has a really fluent and nice style of writing and they somehow manage to easily let lots of characters interact. Everyone feels extremely in character and nothing feels forced. Also I know nothing about cars and yet their fics belong to my favorites, so give it a try. [they wrote some shallura]

shipstiel

- Of Don Juan And Elvis (3k): modern AU, soulmate AU

- Barbie Girl (2k): modern AU, soulmate AU, continuation

I’m not sure whether it’s just me but no matter what fic of them I read, they always feel– soft. Easy. Something good for in-between. One of their fics (not the ones listed here) has some pretty heavy topics in it and yet I still feel like that. [they wrote some shallura]

Gigapoodle

- A Moment in the Snow (3k): canon verse, Galra!Keith, snowball fights, fluff

- Carpe Diems and Chrysanthemums (14k): modern AU, hanahaki disease, trans Lance, angst with a happy ending

- A Quarter Past Midnight (14k): canon verse, trans Keith, angst with a happy ending

This author is amazing at writing angst. It just always hits you right in the feels. Like damn. I adore their writing so much but ho boy I was too scared to click the one Chara Death fic they wrote. I couldn’t do that to myself, the two longer OS that I listed here already gave me enough feelings. [they wrote some shallura]

Trashness 

- Nightmares (15k): canon verse, sleeping together, as in snuggling, fluff

- Costumed Identities (42k): modern AU, cosplay AU, they know each other but they don’t know they know each other

This author writes Keith’s and Lance’s interactions really nicely. They also never fail to make me smile/laugh with their fics, they are all really cute!! Lots of light heartened stuff here.

SKayLanphear

- Running Flat (11k): canon verse, thought sharing, lance is trying to figure out who has the crush on him

- A Commutal Contract (24k, WIP): canon verse, bed sharing

I really really really enjoy this author’s Lance!! He feels incredibly in character and I swear I can see him act in canon just like he does in the fics. Their style of writing is fluent, nice and adapts really well to the situation.


[I also really enjoy witty_name’s and freshia’s fics, both of whom usually put background shallura into their fics though so I couldn’t list them here]


Aaaand that’s it for now! :D If you have a specific length/specific topics/specific ratings in mind for what you want to read, feel free to send another message!! You can also visit the fic rec tag on my blog, maybe you’ll find something else there.

/EDIT: now there is a part two with some other of my favorite fics

Please Don't Leave Me-Newt Scamander x Reader


Request: Can I make a request for Newt where he is your best friend but he starts to ignore you after he meets Tina. You realize that you are in love with him but you stay quiet about it and don’t say anything until the fight against Graves you jump in front of Newt to save him from Graves’s spell and get really hurt and you think your going to die so you tell him that you love him. Can there be lots of angst but have a happy ending? Thank you!

A/n: This the longest imagine I think I have ever written, and just…oh my God


Warnings: Angst everywhere, mentions of blood, pain, rejection, fighting, broken hearts, basically angst on top of angst on top of angst, and a smidge of fluff of course (Also the plot ties in with the events of Fantastic Beasts, but a few parts may be a bit different)

Enjoy!

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The sky above was dusted over with a hazy gray, the kind that mimicked smoke in your lungs or ashes falling from the sky. Crashes and screams echoed throughout the broken streets of New York, while most of the Muggle or No-Maj community was out and about, hollering against the display of witchcraft. You spun around, trying to find Newt, until you realized that you had become separated from his presence during some of the attacks throughout the city. You sprinted over some fallen bricks and rubble, only losing your footing once or twice. Your wand rested in your hand at the ready as you maneuvered through the chaotic streets with your coat billowing behind you.

The trip to New York was not at all as you had imagined it to go. You had been traveling with your best friend Newt, as you were helping him to release Frank, the Thunderbird the two of you rescued back in Egypt, to the wilds of Arizona. You had both only anticipated to stop here shortly, however after the escapades with the Niffler, a No-Maj, and MACUSA, your time of departure had been delayed.


You had known the clever Magizoologist since your days at Hogwarts, and since you two were both labeled as the “peculiar type,” both of your personalities fit together like puzzle pieces, and he was more than happy to have someone as his friend. You did everything together. You found creatures in the forest together, went to Hogsmeade together, even snuck out past dark out of the castle grounds a few times together. The friendship that you each shared was beyond perfect, except for the fact that you had wanted to be more.

The feelings that you developed towards him grew fonder after you found one another after his expulsion, as you had both kept in touch through written letters and little photographs of adventures you were having while separate. After Hogwarts, you met with him in person for a drink of tea, and he was still the same remarkable Hufflepuff who possessed an undying love for the creatures of the world. However, he did appear quite different, as his hair had grown longer and fluffed out more, covering his twinkling eyes a bit, and his body had grown much taller, broader, and stronger since his teenage years. His freckles still splattered like stars in the night across his face, and his pearly white smile still shined, but he was clearly much older now. When he met eyes with you as you walked through the tiny shop, he rushed towards you to engulf you into a hug to make up for all the ones you couldn’t share while you were both away from one another. You giggled slightly against his chest as he retracted a bit and ushered you to sit down with him. That day you caught up on everything that you had each encountered during the last few years. He asked how everything at Hogwarts went while you asked him how he was doing with the creatures he mentioned in his letters, to which he replied at first with a gentle nervous smile.

“Actually, I’m trying to write a book about creatures, you know, to get people to see them differently,” he spoke with a passion infused sparkle in his eyes.

You paused as you swallowed your tea, nearly choking in in shock, “Merlin’s beard Newt that’s incredible!”

“Yes, in a sense it is,” he paused as a blush rose onto his cheeks, “and I’m set to leave for Asia in a week to study some of the various regions there.”

Your face fell slightly as you brought your eyes to look back into your mug. You had just gotten to see your best friend again, and he was already leaving you? Newt nervously looked at his own mug too, afraid to cut the silence with what he was about say.

“B-but I wanted to also ask if you wanted to accompany me. You don’t have to say yes of course, I don’t want you have to change your life or job, but I wanted to ask because you’re one of the most important people in my life right now, and well, I wouldn’t want anyone else by my side.”

You stared at him, eyes wide with shock and confusion once more. His hands fiddled with one another as he now awaited your response while silently hoping he hadn’t been too abrupt with asking. You two were close sure, but he was practically asking you to run away across the world with him.

However, you already knew your answer, and with a smile sprouting on both of your faces, you were ready to see what the world held in store for you as you stood by his side.

But that was ages ago of course. You paused to catch your breath behind a wall of a fallen building with your wand still pointed out in defense. A few beads of sweat formed across your forehead as tears also began to threaten to fall. You were strong, but with everything collapsing and crumbing around you, it was difficult to keep yourself from doing it yourself as well.

You were alone in a breaking city that you had only known for a brief amount of time, and yet so much had changed. You doubted that Newt was even concerned about where you were, as you hadn’t even spoken much to one another since you had arrived off the boat and into the crisp air of the American city. Everything had been different since he had met her.

Tina Goldstein.

When you had both first met the woman, she had tried to have you both turned in to MACUSA for possessing beasts, but soon after, Newt had begun to spend more and more time with her as opposed to with you. Neither of them knew how you felt, and you weren’t exactly ready to scream it out to the world yet.

If someone were to ask you if you loved Newt, you would simply nod, but finish it off with the addition of “but as a friend.” Yet on the inside, your heart would pound and flutter at the sight of his smile or flip at the sound of his voice, for you had hopelessly fallen in love with your best friend from your childhood. At first, it was a small scale infatuation, a simple desire towards the man with the bowtruckles and the graphorns, but with the more places you visited and the more adventures you had together, it was as if you had been stolen back in time to your days at Hogwarts. You would watch his face light up in excitement in the moonlight while following a group of dragons or smile at the way his hair would fluff up after a night of sleep. But his looks of course were not the reason you had fallen, as his intelligent and caring demeanor along with his gentle compassion were what really attracted you. He wasn’t like some of the other men you had been with, and he wasn’t the type to brag about what he had accomplished either. He was like the air of a spring meadow, sweet, soft, and free spirited. Newt was the type to hug and comfort you when you were sad or scared, which he did often, as he wanted you to know that you were safe within the walls of his case. Newt was the type to put everyone else, including the creatures, above himself and this was especially evident when he would try and go for long periods of time without eating or sleeping. Newt overall, was the epitome of a golden heart.

But with the way he looked at Tina, you couldn’t tell him how you felt, and this ate you up inside. You longed to just throw yourself into his arms and tell him how you felt, that he was amazing and incredible, despite his negative thoughts of self-loathing. You wanted to kiss him passionately and tell him how much he meant to you, but that day would never come, not as long as she was in the picture.

You saw how he stared at her as you both sat at the table of the Goldstein apartment, you saw how he followed her inside of the Blind Pig like a lost lamb, just wanting to be closer to her. He had exchanged more words and thoughts with her as opposed to you, and you told yourself that you wouldn’t get jealous, but you couldn’t help it. The way he lovingly gazed at her made you want to shred your heart into a million pieces. You wanted to cry and scream into the night, but you could not be selfish. You had to be there for your best friend, even if you weren’t happy for their relationship entirely.

You hadn’t even noticed that a tear had finally slipped down your cheek as your lungs filled with smoke from the world around you. You brought your hands up to your chest and slowly sunk down into the cracked pavement. You knew that it was selfish to cry about yourself right now when so much was going on, but you couldn’t stop the sobs from ravaging through your body and rattling your bones. Your tears stung like fire and your sobs echoed through the corridor. Your broken heart shattered and mixed with the sounds of breaking glass wound you.

What you wanted, you couldn’t have, and there was nothing you could do about it. It was as if a hundred knifes were taking turns stabbing into your flesh and heart, trapping you in a cloud of suffering and forgotten loneliness.

You were about to allow another round of crying ensue, but a black cloud swarmed through the air above you, spiraling into some of the buildings until it disappeared. Newt had told you about his encounter with something similar to this, and you could only draw one word from your mind.

Obscurus.

If anything, that is where Newt would be, where the obscurus was. You grabbed your wand off the ground and broke into a sprint once more as you headed back out into the battlefield of what was once New York.

You found yourself in what appeared to be some sort of station, or what was left of it at least. Railing and bricks were strewn about, and angry yelling echoed throughout the walls. You were about to step out into the open, but a beam of light hurled towards you, causing you to back behind a wall and mutter a spell of defense.

When you turned you saw who you knew as Graves, the older man from MACUSA whom you met when Tina dragged you in, spitting various spells under his breath towards Tina and Newt. Anger overcame your body, and you whipped your wand towards him.

“Stupefy!” you yelled, only to have the spell blocked as the sinister graves turned around.

“Y/N!” you heard another familiar voice call, and you saw Newt rushing towards you while firing spells back at Graves. Sweat beaded across his face and his features were dimly highlighted in the light radiating from the underground lamps. When he finally reached you, he was out of breath and tears pooled in his eyes. He reached onto you, pulling your body towards him as he panted.

“Merlin, Y/n I thought you were dead! I went back looking for you when you weren’t behind me and oh Merlin I was so worried,” he spoke, but was soon cut off by Tina alerting him, as Graves had directed yet another spell towards where you were. Newt instinctively shielded you from it while you both muttered spells to counteract with the one that Graves had shot off.

“I didn’t think you still cared,” you mumbled and you hoped he hadn’t heard, but of course to your dismay, he had. He directed his attention toward you as you both still defended yourselves, along with Tina, from the wrath of Graves.

“What are you talking about? Of course I do Y/n, you’re the most important person to me, how could I not care!?”
“Well you’ve been busy with you know, Tina and everything and,” you halted your conversation as you deflected another spell before sending one of your own, “I’m not that…Newt look out!”

You screamed as you saw a bright bolt of light spew towards Newt. There wouldn’t be enough time to say a spell to save your skins, and there wouldn’t be time for him or Tina to either. You took in the surroundings one last time before you shoved newt slightly, allowing yourself to be in front of his own body, so that you could take the hit. A searing pain sent wavelengths through your body that shook your core, and before you knew it you were on the ground.

You were so caught up by the pain in your abdomen that you hadn’t even noticed a few aurors come in for assistance, but you did notice when Newt fell to your side with tears clouding his vision.

“Y/n why would you do that!? Merlin you’re hurt. Y/n love come on stay with me! Y-you can do it, p-please Y/n stay with me, I’ll help you, and I’ll fix you!” he screamed, but it was more towards himself. He wanted to protect you, not the other way around, and now here you were, and he was kicking himself for not doing anything. It was his fault that you were like this.

Tears cascaded down your scratched cheeks as you tried to sit up but failed. Newt’s hands lowered you back down as he constantly checked back around or the chaos. He needed to be out there, but he needed you to be okay more. Graves was currently speaking to the aurors as they had their wands at the ready for any sudden movement. A whimper left your lips as you cried out in pain like an injured creature. You reached a hand down to cover your wound, only to see that blood now coated your paling skin.

Newt’s eyes widened as he tried to scan his brain for a spell that would work. You couldn’t leave, he needed you, he needed you more than he needed air. You were a part of him, and without you, surely he would fade into darkness.

Sobs now tried to take over his body as he desperately tried to save you.

“Y/n I’m going to help you. I’ll make you better, and I’ll save you love,” he raised his wand to murmur a spell, but he was silenced when you held his wrist and gently pulled his wand down.
“N-Newt, no spell can save me. I think that my time is now.” You whispered. Newt grabbed your hand while still trying to stop the blood from flowing onto the shards of pavement around you.

“Y/n d-d-don’t say that. I can fix you, and I’ll make you better I promise.”

“Newt,” you brought your hands to his face and wiped tears away from his deep ocean eyes which were now flooded with worry and sadness. He didn’t care about what was going on behind him, he only needed you, “You’re an incredible wizard, and you have so much left to do. I want, I want you to finish your book for me okay.” Tears trickled out of your eyes as you grew more and more faint.

“Y/n no I am not letting you die!” he shouted as his whole body began to shake.

“You have to let me go, besides you’ll have Tina.”

“But I need you too!”

“Newt, I want you to listen to me,” you paused as he stayed silent besides a few small whimpers escaping from his mouth, “I-I love you, and I w-would never have told you this, but seeing as I won’t be here anymore, I needed to tell you. I love you, Newt Scamander. I love you, much more than as a friend. You’re an incredible man, and I’m sure you’ll be happy without me. Now you can be with Tina, you can be happy.”

His face was ghost white, as even more tears flooded like a storm down his face. His cries became more audible, further displaying how much pain he was enduring. His heart was breaking and bursting into unfixable pieces. It was not Tina he loved, he thought she was kind and wonderful, but it was you his heart wanted.

“Don’t you understand, I don’t want Tina, I want you!” he pulled you into his arms and cradled your body now, “I-I have loved you since that d-ay, that day in c-charms class. The day where you performed what the professor said was the most difficult t-to master, but you did it because you’re incredible and talented. I wanted to tell you how I felt all these years but I didn’t think you would want me because, because…”

“Newt, I love you.”

You then slipped into a darkness as the pain continued to sear through you, and your mind faded against the sound of Newt’s sobbing and panicking as he held your body closer to his heart, a heart that could have loved you if he hadn’t harbored his feelings.


Your head swirled around like a murky puddle as you awoke inside of a room you shared with Newt at the Goldstein residence. Slowly, you sat up, only to be reacquainted with a stabbing pain in your torso. With a slight hiss, you looked down to see a bandage where blood had once poured out. The last thing you remembered was becoming familiar with the feeling of an eternal sleep and confessing to Newt.

Speaking of Newt, you turned slightly to avoid damaging your injuries further and saw that he was stiffly sat in a chair near the end of your bed. His hair was all over the place, as if Frank had ruffled it again, and his face rested in his hands. His coat was shed to reveal his wrinkled shirt and waistcoat with a few of the buttons sloppily undone.

“N-Newt,” you called barely above a whisper, yet the wizard still perked up at the sound.

When you saw his face, streaks of tears lined his face and his complexion was far more red and worried than usual. He stared back at you with wide eyes and disbelief, as if you were a phantom come back to the earth.

“Y-Y/n!” he said as he scuffled to his feet to be closer to where you were. His voice sounded as if he were sick, but it was from his constant hours of heartbroken crying that followed the events that had previously occurred. He enveloped your hand in his tightly in fear of losing you to death’s own grip once more.

“I’m so sorry that this happened love. How are you feeling? Are you still in pain? What-,”

“Newt, shh, you’re becoming overwhelmed again, and yes I’m okay, you tried to calm him down as his mind raced at a million miles an hour. He broke into a fit of tears once more as he collapsed to his knees and buried his face into your blanket covered chest.

He sniffled between his words, “I, Merlin, I don’t know what I would have done if I had lost you. It’s all my fault love. I should have protected you, you shouldn’t have had to take the blame,” you wove your fingers throughout his curls as he continued, “I-I need you Y/n, I tried to fix you up as best as I could inside the case, and you matter so much to me. I am so, so sorry that I ignored you, and I swear on my life that I had no intention to. I l-love you Y/n and I should have treated you better. I’m so sorry that you’re hurt and it’s a-all my f-fault.”

You sighed and tried to comfort the broken man, “Newt, it’s okay. I didn’t think I was going to make it but you saved me.”

He looked up at you with eyes that spilled over with pain as he pulled the blanket closer to you so that you could stay warm.

You spoke once more, but softer this time, “And I love you Newt, I just thought that you would only see me as a friend.”

“Y/n, I’d rather lose my life than live one without you in it. You are by far the most amazing person in my life, and I love you. M-May I…” he trailed off. You knew what he was asking for, you didn’t need him to finish his sentence.

You leaned in with a slight nod as you pressed your lips against his. He tenderly kissed your swollen lips as his own rough ones moved with yours. He pulled you closer with his firm hands, but was gentle not to hurt where your injury laid. Years of forbidden passion erupted between the two of you, as both of you had locked away your feelings for far too long. You entangled your hands within his locks once more as he deepened the kiss. He tasted sweet like honey yet was still crisp like an apple, and he smelled like the earthy soil and fallen leaves. A small moan came from his throat as you brushed your hand against the stubble of his cheeks. His warmth radiated off of him as yours did, creating a bubble of protectiveness and security around you two. When he finally broke the kiss so that you could each catch your breath, he stared at you with absolute admiration. You shifted over carefully in the bed and placed your hand next to you, inviting him to come in and cuddle you. He didn’t hesitate, and he snuggled next to you with his arms firmly around your body. He placed a protective kiss to the top your head.


“I love you Y/n, and I’ll never let you go, never again.”

Masterlist:

http://unscriptedtimetraveler.tumblr.com/post/156427727241/masterlist-thing

Don’t kill yourself.

Don’t

Kill

Yourself

Please.


Instead let the old you fade away and reinvent yourself. Let the old you figuratively die. Recreate yourself and get the help you need, become the person you want to be.


 I’m not gonna sugarcoat it, it’s gonna be hard as hell. But don’t kill yourself, you’re wonderful, you’re beautiful, you’re important, you’re loved, there so many people that care. Let them help you, let them be there. You’re not alone in this, together we can help each other survive. Someday the world will understand, someday there will be a light at the end of the tunnel. Just hold onto someone’s hand and never let go.



 It’s okay to be sad, it’s okay to feel angry, it’s okay to let yourself feel hurt. Be honest with how bad you feel, let yourself express how badly it feels. Go punch a pillow, go scream and cry into the wind. Go stomp around and kick rocks. Do anything you can to let it all out. Just make sure you don’t hurt yourself or those around you while doing so.


Call a suicide hotline if you need to, text a good friend and talk to them, or tell a family member. Or write down how you feel and then rip it up and throw it away or burn it or crumple it up and throw it away.


Go get some food that you enjoy, you go get the tub of ice cream and you shovel as much as you want into your mouth. You deserve it. However and whatever you use to cope with the pain you feel everyday do it.


Don’t let anyone shame you, don’t put up with people’s bullshit when they tell you you’re overreacting. Or that you’re throwing a tantrum. Don’t let anyone tell you how you should react to something. Don’t let people abuse you or your feelings. Don’t let people get away with that shit anymore.


Go out and seize the day, make it yours. However know it’s okay if you cannot always do these things. You don’t need to prove your value with good grades, or from hard work. You deserve to be happy, healthy, safe and sound. Don’t let anyone tell you to stop talking about how unfair things are. Because life should be fair, no one should got without food, water, healthcare or anything that is needed to survive. 


We need you here with us, we need you to help us fight for this world’s future. It’s not okay, the world is very bad now. But we can make it better. I’m not gonna sugarcoat it and say things aren’t that bad. They are, it really is that bad. I know it’s scary, I know you feel helpless, I know you feel scared, alone and miserable.


 That’s okay, it’s okay to feel the way you do. Your feelings are important, your feelings are valid and real. You’re not lazy, you’re not broken, you’re not a burden, you’re not stupid or useless. You’re brave… every single day you live through proves it. 


Crying doesn’t make you weak, it shows you’ve been strong for far too long. Let yourself cry, cry as long as you need. Cry for weeks, cry for months, cry for years. Don’t let anyone tell you to get over it. That’s not how emotions work. You can’t just get over them, emotions aren’t a faucet you can turn on and off. Emotions are like flowing water, always changing, always moving, never stopping. 


If you need to lean on someone. Needing help isn’t shameful and seeking attention isn’t bad. Seeking out comfort is nothing you should feel guilty for or ashamed about. You need attention then seek it, tell someone you need comfort. Let someone know you’re hurting. 


Opening up is one of the hardest things to ever do. It took me years to open up to people about my depression. I know how scary, how painful and how exhausting it was to talk about. But you have to talk about it for the sake of your well being. Just try to tell someone, try your best. Your best is always enough. Don’t let others tell you that your best isn’t enough. If you’re giving all you can give then that’s okay. 


You’re okay, you’re enough, everything you accomplish in one day is enough. If you get up and finally take that shower you’ve been putting off for a few days then good for you and I mean it. Good job for taking care of yourself. If you finally go outside for the first time in months to talk a walk or to sit down under the sun then that’s awesome. If you get up and eat a meal then that’s great. 


You don’t have to do something great or something amazing. What you can do is enough and if people are mad at you for that then that’s their problem and not yours. You don’t live to please them. You’re not their little toy, you’re not their puppet to control. 


You don’t owe your mental, emotional and physical health to anyone. If you can’t do something that you could do before because of your depression then that’s just fine. It’s not your fault, none of it is your fault.


Take deep breaths, listen to some soothing music, try doing some exercise if you can, try taking a walk, try getting that shower you need, try finishing that book you started reading, try finishing that poem or that sentence in a fan fiction you were writing or that novel you want to publish. Just try and take your time, take as long as you need.


The world wouldn’t be the same without you. Don’t let the world take you, help yourself and help others. Survive with us to see the end of another year. Help us fight for a better future a future worth living in. A future that is all our own, a future in which you and everyone can finally be happy, healthy and safe. 

anonymous asked:

I'LL FUCKJN FIGHT THE UNIVERSE MYSELF TO GET IT TO START LETTING GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO THESE BOYS (20 fic continuation with 45 or 71 with "the best case scenario")

-Okay so I too am always a slut for angst, but I’m also a major softie so I’d die without happy endings. Pretty please do a part II of the #20 prompt??? Bonus points for Neil being a little shit about catching Andrew getting all mother-hen over him.

-Will you do a sequel to the Neil coma fic?

-I feel like reading your angst is like me asking you to step on my heart with stilettos on (but like in a good way?? somehow??) It’s like these boys suffered so much in canon that I feel bad wanting them to suffer more but like… the angst tho… But then again I’m always a sucker for a happy ending… So could you continue your prompt 20 post using prompt 59??

lmaoooo okay okay xD here’s the original post. I could only fit 45 and 71 in, but hopefully this is alright for everyone

#45 “What are you looking at?”
#71 “You don’t get to pick and choose. You’re stuck with me.”

Neil regains consciousness in increments, and it’s nothing like waking up. He feels like he’s floating, and then he feels heavy, and he’s aware that he’s in a bed but he’s not sure of anything else. He’s sure he’s forgetting about something, like there’s a scrap of information at the back of his mind but it’s hidden behind heavy boxes that won’t budge. He would need Andrew to move all of that baggage.

Andrew.

Neil becomes aware of someone talking to him, but it’s not Andrew. He knows that; it’s the only thing he’s certain of. 

He opens his eyes because he needs to know if Andrew is nearby. The first person he sees is a middle-aged woman smiling at him. Beside her stands a twenty-something man in polkadot scrubs. Neil frowns and turns his head the other way. Andrew’s eyes lock with his, and Neil feels less like there’s a stack of cinderblocks on his chest. HIs breath falls heavy from his parted lips, and for a moment he allows his eyes to close, knowing that Andrew is there to keep him safe.

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Tano and Kenobi: Braiding and Beading

Previously on Tano and Kenobi…

After his vision of a possible future, Qui-Gon Jinn insists that he be allowed to train Obi-Wan Kenobi, in spite of Ahsoka Tano and Obi-Wan’s protests. When Masters Windu and Yoda are unable to find a solution to the problem, Qui-Gon and Ahsoka agree to duel for the privilege of training the young Initiate. Fortunately for Obi-Wan, Ahsoka is the superior duelist that day…

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As soon as the duel was decided in Ahsoka’s favor Obi-Wan jumped up and ran over to his master, immediately fretting over the tortured claw her hand was frozen in. “Master, we have to get you to the healers!”

Ahsoka let out a soft, exhausted laugh and shook her head, taking her left hand and slowly, carefully, with a great deal more skill than Master Yoda or Windu expected of her, sent the Force running down her arm. The cool electricity soothed her agitated nerves, inflamed muscles and ligaments: it hurt like a blaster bolt to bare skin but it was much easier to use the Force like this in the Temple than when she was on the run from the Empire.

Everything seemed easier here.

With a relieved sigh, Ahsoka relaxed her hand and stretched it out, glad to see there was no serious damage done. Then she dropped down to one knee in front of Obi-Wan and beamed up at him. “See? I told you to trust me.”

“I did, Master. I knew you would win.” Obi-Wan’s eyes shone with such radiant joy and relief that Ahsoka couldn’t resist and she pulled him in for a good, long hug. He happily submitted to her, his arms wrapped tight around her shoulders as Masters Yoda and Windu walked over to quietly speak with Qui-Gon, who was watching the two with a mixture of suspicion and a touch of regret.

“So… do you still want to be my Padawan?” Ahsoka teased, reaching out to ruffle Obi-Wan’s thick hair. “Or have you changed your mind?”

Obi-Wan shook his head, his eyes bright. “Never. Can we go to the Council now?”

Ahsoka chuckled at that, nodding. “Yes. I think we can go to the Council now.”

“Good!” He took a step back, thrilled, as Ahsoka stood up. She held out her hand, called her other saber to her, and returned both to her belt as she asked Obi-Wan to bring her cloak and Qui-Gon’s from the benches.

The Force exploded with spines but a single arch of her brow immediately quelled Obi-Wan’s churlish reaction and he nodded silently as he trotted back to them. Ahsoka knew she may have won the battle with Qui-Gon and claimed Obi-Wan as her Padawan but that didn’t give her or Obi-Wan the right to gloat about it or to rub it the Jedi Master’s face.

Yes, Qui-Gon had behaved abominably towards Obi-Wan and yes, he had continued that trend in the lead-up to the duel, but he had yielded and it wouldn’t do to rub his nose in his loss. They couldn’t afford to make an enemy of Qui-Gon Jinn, especially when their only friends seemed to consist of Masters Windu, Yoda and Padawan Quinlan Vos.

Ahsoka had no way of knowing how much she had changed the course of the future and it made sense to proceed forward with an abundance of caution. She just hoped she would be able to live up to the examples set by Masters Obi-Wan and Plo Koon if not Anakin.

Obi-Wan shuffled back over to Ahsoka’s side, nearly drowning in heavy robes. “These weigh as much as a gundark.”

“And how would you know what a gundark weighs?” Ahsoka teased, taking her robe from Obi-Wan and pulling it on, although she did agree that the robe was perhaps heavier than she would have liked. “Thank you, Padawan Kenobi. Now let’s make our goodbyes and then we will go to the Council.”

Obi-Wan visibly brightened at being called “Padawan” and he grinned up at Ahsoka. As much as he wanted to drop Qui-Gon’s robes on the floor and march out of the training room with Master Ahsoka at his side, he had to grudgingly admit that she was right.

And hearing Ahsoka call him “Padawan”? That made it all worthwhile.

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The Foxhole Court, Chapter 11 – Orange Sportsball Gets The Fuck Real

In which the Foxes play their first match of the season, I have questions about American college sports, my Percy Jackson obsession has a brief cameo, and I’m sadly less excited about Actual Sportsball Games than I should be.

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

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anonymous asked:

Hey... of course you can criticize IND Iconics... but you're being a little bit unfair here assesing the Bali arrival. I also stand by reading all fanaccs&watching the fancams. I agree they could be more patient, but you make it sound much worse than the reality and being too selective about the facts. 1) Hanbin and Yun smiled so widely in so many pics&vids! 2) in fact there were so many ppl didn't know Ikon there but they waited for Do Bongsun crews and decided to wait along the Ikonics too

I’m always proud being Ikonic and I like your page, so I think by assesing the Bali arrival unfairly you guys only provoke fellow Ikonics, it’s so not necessary. IND Ikonics already warned Ikonics not to cross the line by SNS page&even shouted ‘don’t touch the boys’ in Bahasa in the fancam, they waited Ikon until MIDNIGHT to see the boys, do I have to copy all the links and vids the boys smiling widely here or we have been seeing different fancams? Criticize, but not bully fellow overseas Ikonic

Does THIS look ok to you?

Is THIS what you call looking happy?

do you know how the boys looked at the korean airport today? This is just a few hours before the mess

I’m not being unfair. The fans who shoved their phones into iKON’s faces were being unfair. I saw a selfie of a girl with her leaning her head on hanbin’s shoulder. This is how close the fans got to them. They were screaming the boys names, wearing iKON shirts and posting videos with the caption ‘So happy I saw them’. How can you say they were not iKONICs? Do the fancams look ok to you? To me not. It’s people mobbing the boys. They didn’t even give them 1cm space. Even their manager looks fucking scared and tries to pull hanbin and chanwoo out of the mess. If you think I’m being too sensitive about this topic, then we two definitely have different views of what’s normal and ok for fans to do and what’s not. This is not me trying to pull a fight with anyone. I’m saying how it is and that people should try to learn from this and do it better next time. Everyone who was there today and shoved their phones into the boy’s faces should be ashamed. You should at least know what went wrong and learn from it instead of insisting that the boys were so happy about it. A forced smile isn’t a sincere smile. You should understand that. 

Shiro’s Nose

Anon: Let’s consider Shiro with a deviated septum from whatver gave him that bad-ass nose scar so he snores and is prone to sinus infections, which confuses Allura because “omg your brain fluids are leaking out!?”

A/N: CONSIDER IT CONSIDERED. I was actually just thinking about Shiro’s scar when this popped up! I also imagine his nose just generally being crooked and adorable.

This will go in the “Headcanon” category. If you want to take this idea and expand upon it, please do! Tag me so I can see what you create! And HERE are my other headcanons!

  • So this has to be Shallura because I’m weak
  • They’ve started sleeping together, both for sexy times and for helping Shiro’s nightmares and PTSD
  • And Allura did not sign up for snoring
    • She signed up for cuddles and sex with this beefcake of a paladin, she signed up for not being lonely at night and helping Shiro sleep better. She knew some snoring would be a risk, but she snores a bit too, how bad can it be?
    • BAD
  • He snores like a chainsaw, and she doesn’t even know what a chainsaw is but she agrees.
    • “That’s not even a word and I agree with you!”
  • And Shiro feels bad because he can’t help it. He’s been sleeping so much better with Allura, so he falls into deeper sleep and that makes it worse
  • After a few days of sleepless nights for the princess, she gets touchy and starts and gets into an argument with him
    • It’s not too bad, nothing hurtful was said, but it still leaves the two of them upset. 
    • But afterward, they apologize and work out a solution.
  • Shiro now sleeps with one of those strips that goes across the nose and widens his airways
    • Allura likes to put it right on his scar
  • And Allura sleeps with special earplugs. This doesn’t completely eliminate the noise, but it’s quiet enough for Allura to sleep properly
  • And then comes the sinus infection
  • It starts with a simple cold. Everyone on the ship gets it, Shiro gets it too, no one thinks anything about it.
  • But Shiro’s is lasting longer than everybody else’s. Even though he caught it last, this shouldn’t be going on for this long. And Shiro isn’t handling it well.
    • If it were a normal cold, he’d be functioning like normal. Maybe with less energy and a packet of tissues, but he’d still be Shiro.
    • Not this time. His head is pounding, his face feels like there’s cotton stuffed in it. AND he has all the symptoms of a normal cold.
      • Which makes him snore worse.
  • Everyone expects Allura to be angry. She’s getting less sleep, and Shiro’s not able to calm her down a bit when he’s in this state.
  • But instead, she’s panicked
    • “Shiro keeps leaking from the nose, Coran! Sometimes it’s clear, but sometimes it’s yellow and green, and sometimes it’s all bloody and doesn’t stop for a while! And he’s not thinking like his normal self!”
    • Coran jumps to conclusions because he’s Coran. “His brain fluids must be leaking out! And if it’s bloody, his brain might be hemorrhaging!”
  • The other paladins find the Alteans trying to push Shiro into a healing pod. They’ve gotten pretty far since Shiro’s not doing a good job with the infection.
    • In reality, Allura could just throw him in on her own, as we’ve seen before, but she doesn’t want to jostle his head anymore or else his brain might start bleeding again!
  • After a very intense Shiro custody fight, and after explaining what a sinus infection is and how he probably has a deviated septum, the Alteans finally relent and say the humans probably know more about the humans than they do.
    • They ask if they could fix his deviated septum somehow.
    • But it’s already healed, so that would require breaking his nose again and making sure it heals properly. Shiro doesn’t want this.
  • Now that Allura understands that Shiro’s just sick and miserable, she’s a lot more patient with his snoring. Even after the infection is gone, she’s happy to just gently roll Shiro over or wake him up just enough to get him to stop snoring for a while.
  • And she makes sure to give him extra kisses on the nose whenever she can.

Hi!! And aah…thank you so much :’)) Rarepair Anon..I’m afraid I’m just not familiar enough with Terushima’s character to feel like I can write him well, I’m sorry! I hope you’ll also enjoy some kurodai angst with a happy, sappy ending ❤  


Fighting with Daichi has always been fun. One of Kuroo’s favorite things to do, actually. Daichi will say something dry and witty, and Kuroo will twist his words just right so the other boy ends up flustered and usually threatening to punch Kuroo in the face. And then Kuroo will get so caught up in how good Daichi looks when he’s trying to be threatening while holding back a smile, that he forgets to tease him, Daichi temporarily gains the upper hand, and the cycle starts again.

(Daichi has never actually punched him, though he’s definitely looked like he wanted to. He’s also looked like he wants to kiss Kuroo, but that hasn’t happened yet either.)

It’s always been a game, lighthearted and playful, and it turns Kuroo’s stomach to something heavy and tight when that changes suddenly. When he learns what it feels like to actually fight with Daichi, and there’s nothing fun about it at all.

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Double Trouble

Pairing: Jim x Child!Reader

Word Count: 1585

Warnings: Fluff, a really bad pun. I don’t think there’s even a swear in this one. 

A/N: Part 2 of Seeing Double!! I hadn’t intended for this to become a series, and yet here we are. There’s definitely going to be at least a part 3, but we’ll see how long that gets and maybe there’ll be a part 4. It’ll be awhile either way, because it’s the end of the semester and school is slowly killing me. 


The day started like any other for Aydenna: coffee in the morning while she skimmed the news and ate breakfast. Then she took a shuttle up to the academy where she prepped for a full day of classes. Unfortunately for her, everyone on the Command track had a strong personality, which meant a lot of disruptions and discussions, but she wouldn’t change it for a thing. She and Roger finally smoothed things out, and it even seemed like he was warming up to Y/N by now. At least, Aydenna hoped, based on the note she found on your pillow that morning. Hi Mommy. I went to work with Daddy today on a big ship!! I love you!! Aydenna smiled as she walked towards the ship dock, hoping to catch you and Roger by surprise at lunch.

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Maybe Bars Aren’t So Bad

Summary: reader goes to a bar to get away from the fighting at her sister’s place and who might she meet there but Jensen Ackles. this is an AU where no one is famous and Jensen isn’t in any kind of relationship with the amazing Daneel.

Warnings: Smut, drinking, fighting(not Jensen),

Word count: ~1800

A/N: feedback would be greatly appreciated! I’m still iffy on my smut writing skills and its my first Jensen fic so i hope yall like it!

It was supposed to be a fun vacation to see my sister and her kids in Austin, but her ex-husband- or soon to be ex- showed up and the fighting started. We were all settled on the couch watching a movie that my nine-year-old niece wanted to watch, some Disney movie I think, when we heard a pounding on the front door of my sister’s apartment. She got up to open the door to show a very drunk ex-husband named Dylan. 

“Go away, Dylan. You’re drunk…as usual” she tried to close the door in his face. 

“No, please! don't shut me out! We can fix this!” When he started shouting I shooed the kids into my room, I knew it might get ugly and children shouldn’t have to hear their parents fighting. Once they were in there i closed the door and went back out to tell him to leave.

“Dylan. you need to choose a different time to do this. A time when your kids can’t hear you, that goes for both of you. But I’m not going to make y'all do anything. I’m going to put the movie on in my room and make it loud so that the kids can’t hear you guys. And then I’m going to go find a bar for a few hours. Get your shit together, guys. be adults.” I scolded.

“Oh, fuck off! You’re always trying to get in the middle! You can’t fix everything for her all the time! Just because you have no one doesn’t mean you need to make everyone else as miserable as you!” Dylan shouted at me. With that, I flipped him off and walked out the door, leaving them to shout at each other. 

I walked to the nearest bar and ordered a beer, I wanted to be there for a while and I wasn't looking to get shitfaced right away, I hated bars but it was better than being where the fighting was happening. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi ya! I have a VLD question: you've alluded a couple of times to Alfor's paladin color, and you seem to take it as a given that he was the Yellow Paladin. Do you have a post that explains why? (Beyond the yellow armor, which, duh, but is there more evidence?) I don't mean to sound rude, I just didn't pick up on it. Thx, and your meta is so amazing!

Besides yellow being a really strong color for Alfor, there are a couple of noteworthy things here.

Allura describes all of the Lions except Blue. She talks about Black in more detail than Red and Green, which makes sense as it’s the leader of the pack- but she also talks rather a lot about the Yellow Lion, in what seems like a particularly warm way.

I’m just going to type out that exact spiel here:

“The Yellow Lion is caring and kind. Its pilot is someone who puts the needs of others above his own. His heart must be mighty. As the leg of Voltron, you will lift the team up and hold them together.”

So what’s interesting about this is that, again, Allura is very neutral talking about the Black, Green, and Red Lions, the latter immediately after talking about Yellow, but she sounds genuinely happy talking about the Yellow Lion. Again, she doesn’t really have this warmth talking about the Red Lion.

Considering how much Allura adores and seems to have admired her father, it would make sense she would reserve particular fondness for Alfor’s Lion- after all, she just got done saying the Lions are a mirror of their pilots. 

(I’d just like to take a moment to waggle my eyebrows at everyone who has suggested Allura would enjoy interacting with Hunk, and the canon corroboration that Hunk taught Allura road trip games, suggesting they do in fact hang out- and also s2e9 where Hunk is able to effortlessly and with pinpoint precision put his finger on exactly how Allura feels about this whole thing and why)

But let’s look for a moment beyond the tone of Allura’s description of the Yellow Paladin and just at content.

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anonymous asked:

My English teacher left me very confused when learning about Romeo and Juliet. He said that it wasn't a love story because they didn't love each other; Juliet just basically used Romeo, but I don't know what to think. Can you please explain to me if it's a love story, tragedy, or both?

Did your teacher say that Juliet used Romeo? How rude.

The first thing we have to remember is that the feud is the exponent of an unhealthy ideology that promotes violence, hatred, prejudice, and brutal misogyny. Don’t ever forget the world they lived in. Romeo and Juliet are not normal teenagers living in a normal world and making stupid decisions. They are children whose mental health ends up destroyed by the ideals of their families. I just won’t stand anyone who refers to them as ‘dumb’ because it’s a very insulting way of dismissing the destructiveness of social oppression and abuse. It’s so evident that their families caused their deaths that at the end of the play nobody has the guts to blame them for their own deaths and dismiss their emotions as shallow or dishonest. What they have done is too monstrous for them to deny. When both patriarchs find the young lovers dead together in the crypt they see the wrong in their actions and take responsibility for it. They know they killed their children. It was not teenage folly that ruined Romeo and Juliet. It was a sick society that glorified violence and prejudice.

Perhaps your male teacher is annoyed by the fact that Juliet hardly fits in the role of a sixteenth-century obedient wife who goes along with whatever her husband has to say. On the contrary, Juliet has a voice of her own. It is evident from the first conversation between the lovers that she has a very particular, specific way of thinking, and which doesn’t necessarily match that of Romeo. For instance, she gently mocks his stereotyped courtship when she says “you kiss by the book.” I would say she is a far better poet than him—he actually learns from her. Think about the way she corrects him when he tries to swear his love by the moon. She literally rationalizes everything. Romeo needs to get on her level. Later on, he will ask her to “sweeten with thy breath / This neighbour air, and let rich music’s tongue / Unfold the imagined happiness that both / Receive in either by this dear encounter,” to which Juliet answers that “conceit, more rich in matter than in words, / Brags of his substance, not of ornament”. You see, she doesn’t always agree with him, and she presents her own points of view resolutely. She is the one to give lessons.

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Dating Hae like:
  • IMAGINE ASKING U OUT LMAOOO 
  • it either go two ways tbh 
  • he’d be all fixed up and really nervous to ask you to be his grill and then you’re just like ‘hoe why r u dressed so nicely and why r u sweating so much??' 
  • then he just says it like “Y/N I really like you and dknsksnsowbdibe” and you’re all chill and when he calms down you two talk and boom you’re dating 
  • OR it’d go like 
  • “hey y/n do you wanna see a magic trick?!" 
  • "sure" 
  • "poof you’re now my girlfriend" 
  • "okay DongHyuck" 
  • tbh I see it going both ways -anyways omfg it’d be so fucking fun 
  • he’d tease you a lot how cute -he knows where to stop and he’s actually really soft for you 
  • like he’d always check up on you when he’s out of the country like five minutes later ring ring oh look it’s him again asking if you washed up yet 
  • and the same with him whenever you’re gone you always check on him and ask him how he’s doing and it’s just cUtE 
  • he’s really soft for you like he wants you to be happy all the time and doesn’t want you to be sad ever -but at the same time 
  • "you’re such a bitch y/n" 
  • "I know" 
  • "fuc u" 
  • "thank you Hae" 
  • it’s such a playful relationship 
  • you two are best friends like you do everything together and make fun of each other and just have a lot of fun 
  • "y/n come here I have a secret to tell you" 
  • "What do you want this time" 
  • he leans in real close and then burps into your ear 
  • but it’s all good cause you burp louder 
  • he probably texts you at 3 am just to make fun of something you said before 
  • okay but 
  • imagine accidentally sleeping on his shoulder and him just worrying not knowing what to do but doesn’t move cos he doesn’t want to wake you 
  • and then then he falls asleep after taking pictures to tease you 
  • but the members take pictures of you two and they make fun of you 
  • denies the fact that he likes it, but when you say you won’t do it again he says to do it again lol 
  • he cAnt even beleaf he’s dating you like he’d think you’re an angel and that you own the world or smth 
  • whenever you two fight over dumb shit he’s all like "are we done fighting” and ur just like “ya” and then you’re all good 
  • you two never really fight over anything serious because when one of you guys make a mistake you two own up to it and apologize 
  • like the most serious thing that probably happened was him getting upset you didn’t tell him something first 
  • tbh he just really wants to be number one and wants to be lof by you 
  • like trust is the biggest thing to him and you two would nEVER DO ANYTHING TO HURT EACH OTHER 
  • when you visit him when he’s practicing he takes a break and you two sit and he talks about what he did at practice and even though he’s sweating you still get close to him -and then someone would yell “Lee DongHyuck get your ass over here stop making out" 
  • He’d get upset but you’d stay to watch them practice 
  • after he’s done getting clean and you two go out sometimes (more like all the time you visit) and he’s so happy to treat you and you’re like 
  • "STOP WASTING MONEY ON MY I GOT A JOB FOR A REASON HOe" 
  • then he’d say "save your money for our wedding day" 
  • Youd shut up lmao because you’re so embarrassed like who says that y'all only 16 or smth 
  • but you like it 
  • you would scream whenever you two pass by any clothes store and want to buy everything but have no money and you leave before he tries to buy it for you -anyWAY 
  • y'all so soft and nice yet hate each other you kno??? Like it’s so nice to be around him and you think you’re not enough but to him you’re so much more than enough you can look at him and he’d be like ilysm 
  • pls don’t hurt him cos he would never hurt you
Heather's Lyric Meme
  • "I believe I'm a good person. You know, I think there's good in everyone."
  • "This ain't no high school. This is the Thunderdome."
  • "College will be the paradise if I'm not dead by June."
  • "I know life can be beautiful."
  • "What can I say? I'm a sucker for a happy ending."
  • "He is the smartest guy on the football team, which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf."
  • "She is a mythic bitch."
  • "Never bothered, never harassed. I would give anything to be like that."
  • "For a greasy little nobody, you do have a good bone structure."
  • "Let's make her beautiful."
  • "Ask me how it feels looking like hell on wheels."
  • "Time for you to prove you're not a lose anymore."
  • "That freaks not your friend."
  • "If she had your shot, she would leave you to rot."
  • "You just gotta prove you're not a pussy anymore."
  • "You can join the team or you can bitch and moan."
  • "You can live the dream or you can die alone."
  • "Time for you to prove you're not a lame ass anymore."
  • "Why when you see boys fight does it look so horrible yet feel so right?"
  • "Could you fight for me?"
  • "Could you be seen with me and still act proud?"
  • "I would fight for you if you would fight for me."
  • "You can set my broken bones."
  • "You've lasted longer than I thought you would."
  • "No point in planting your roots cause you're gone in a hurry."
  • "I don't learn the names, can't bother with faces."
  • "Freeze your brain."
  • "Happiness comes when everything numbs."
  • "I learned to cook pasta. I learned to pay rent. Learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."
  • "Fight pain with more pain."
  • "When the voice in your head says your better off dead, don't open a vein."
  • "Ain't nobody home tonight."
  • "The folks are gone, it's time for big fun."
  • "So, wait, it's lime then salt then shot?"
  • "Woah. A hot guy smiled at me without a trace of mockery."
  • "Dreams are coming true when people laugh but not at you."
  • "Showing up here took some guts. Time to rip them out."
  • "People wouldn't hate you so much if you acted normal."
  • "There's no alcohol in here! Are you trying to poison me?"
  • "The demon queen of high school has decreed it."
  • "I'm a dead girl walking!"
  • "I decided I must ride you til I break you."
  • "You're my last meal on death row."
  • "Slap me! Pull my hair! Touch me there and there and there!"
  • "Believe it or not, I knew about fear."
  • "No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings."
  • "No one sees the me inside of me."
  • "They've left me a myriad of scars."
  • "No one thinks a pretty girl has substance. That's the curse of popularity."
  • "This is the loveliest suicide note I've ever read."
  • "Don't talk mean like that."
  • "You make my balls so blue."
  • "You are the only thing that's right about this broken world."
  • "Our love is God."
  • "The new world needed room for me and you."
  • "I worship you. I'd trade my life for yours."
  • "Let's go hunt some jocks."
  • "They'll die because we say they must."
  • "It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in."
  • "I want the world to know I love my dead, gay son."
  • "We're damaged, really damaged, but that does not make us wise."
  • "We don't choose who lives or dies."
  • "Don't you want a life with me?"
  • "That's all I want to do if you could let me in."
  • "I could be good with you."
  • "Can't we be seventeen? Is that so hard to do?"
  • "Your loves too good to lose."
  • "I'll stay if I'm what you choose."
  • "You're the one I choose."
  • "Deep inside of everyone there's a hot ball of shame."
  • "If we show the ugly parts that we hide away, they turn out to be beautiful by the light of day."
  • "Everyday a battlefield when prides on the line."
  • "Who wants to share what's in their heart?"
  • "You're gonna die alone."
  • "I believe any dream worth having is a dream that should not have to end."
  • "Yo girl, keep it together. I knew you would come far."
  • "Your problems seem like life and death."
  • "You chucked me out like I was trash. For that you should be dead."
  • "They made you blind, messed up your mind. But I can set you free."
  • "I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside."
  • "I was meant to be yours!"
  • "We were meant to be one!"
  • "I am all you need!"
  • "You carved open my heart, can't just leave me to bleed!"
  • "Please don't leave me alone! You were all I could trust!"
  • "I let his anger fester and infect me."
  • "No one here deserves to die except for me and the monster I created."
  • "I wish we met before they convinced you life is war."
  • "I am damaged, far too damaged."
  • "Stick around, make things better."
  • "We are done with acting evil. We will lay our weapons down."
  • "Maybe then we'll never die."
Undertale - Starter Sentences
  • SPOILER WARNINGS AHEAD! Please proceed with caution. As always, feel free to change any pronouns/words to your liking.
  • "You're new here, aren'tcha?"
  • "Golly, you must be so confused."
  • "Hey buddy, you missed some."
  • "Is this a joke? Are you braindead?"
  • "You just wanted to see me suffer."
  • "Ah, do not be afraid, my child."
  • "Welcome to your new home."
  • "Here, take my hand for a moment."
  • "I should not have left you alone for so long."
  • "Surprise! It is a butterscotch-cinnamon pie."
  • "I want you to have a nice time living here."
  • "I have seen it time and time again. They come. They leave. They die."
  • "I am only protecting you, do you understand?"
  • "Hmph. You are just like the others."
  • "Attack or run away!"
  • "I know you want to go home, but..."
  • "I promise I will take good care of you here. I know we do not have much, but... We can have a good life here."
  • "My expectations... My loneliness... My fear... For you, I will put them aside."
  • "Do not worry about me. Someone has to take care of these flowers."
  • "Quick, behind that conveniently-shaped lamp."
  • "I will bathe in a shower of kisses every morning."
  • "Hmm... Maybe this lamp will help you."
  • "He's playing poker by himself. He appears to be losing."
  • "I can't be your friend!"
  • "I guess this means I have to go out on a date with you?"
  • "All that pressure to succeed... Really got to her..."
  • "You know what would be more valuable to everyone? If you were dead."
  • "You think I'm gonna be friends with you, huh?"
  • "We're gonna be best friends!!"
  • "Envision these vegetables as your greatest enemy! Now!! Pound them to dust with your fists!!"
  • "Uh, you know, like a robotic TV star or something."
  • "Now he's an unstoppable killing machine with a thirst for human blood?"
  • "Yes, she scrawls her name in the margins of the notes. She names programming variables after her. She even writes stories of them together, sharing a domestic life. Probability of crush -- 101%."
  • "Yeah, you gotta save your money for college and spiders."
  • "D-Dude... I can't... I can't take this anymore! Not like this!! Like, [NAME]! I like... I like, LIKE you, bro!"
  • "I found a gun in the dumpster!"
  • "He's like, my robot husband. He just doesn't know it yet."
  • "You've still got time. Don't live like me. I'm 19-years old, and I've already wasted my entire life."
  • "Never interact with attractive people."
  • "Why do people find him so attractive? He's literally just a freaking rectangle."
  • "Future? What future? I'll probably be trapped at this stupid job forever."
  • "This was all just a big show. An act. [NAME] has been playing you for the fool the whole time."
  • "All so you would think she's the great person that she's not."
  • "Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming..."
  • "We could be like... Like a family..."
  • "You really are an idiot."
  • "Killing me is the only way to end this."
  • "If you let me live... I'll come back. I'll kill you. I'll kill everyone you love."
  • "Don't you realize that being nice... just makes you get hurt?"
  • "Let's go to the garbage dump!!"
  • "She's so confident... And strong... And funny..."
  • "I'm just a nobody. A fraud. All I've ever done is hurt people. I've told her so many lies, she thinks I'm... She thinks I'm a lot cooler than I actually am."
  • "If she gets close to me, she'll... She'll find out the truth about me. ... What should I do?"
  • "Let's roleplay it."
  • "I kiss her back... S...softly... I... l-look gently into her eyes... I START HOLLERING!! [NAME]!!! I LOVE YOU!!! [NAME]!!! KISS ME AGAIN, [NAME]!!!"
  • "...WHAT did you just say?"
  • "You don't have to lie to me. I don't want you to have to lie to anyone anymore."
  • "[NAME]... I want to help you become happy with who you are."
  • "Anime is real, RIGHT?!"
  • "[NAME] and I finished our training early. Very early. So I sent her home. Very home."
  • "Is that your ex? Gee, that's rough, buddy."
  • "OH MY GOD. Will you two just smooch already?!"
  • "It's all your fault. It's all because you made them love you."
  • "Your life will end here, where no one remembers you..."
  • "No! I don't need anyone!"
  • "[NAME]... Do you know why I keep doing this? Why I keep fighting to have you around?"
  • "I'm doing this... because you're special. You're the only one that understands me."
  • "I care about you, [NAME]. I care about you more than anyone else in the world."
  • "I'm not ready for this to end. I'm not ready to say goodbye to someone like you again."
  • "I'm so alone... I'm so afraid... [NAME], I... I... I'm so sorry."
  • "I always was a crybaby, wasn't I?"
  • "I wish I could tell you how everyone feels about you."
  • "I understand if you can't forgive me. I understand if you hate me. I acted so horrible. I hurt you. I hurt so many people. There's no excuse for what I've done."
  • "Maybe... The truth is... [NAME] wasn't really the greatest person."
  • "You're the type of friend I wish I always had."
  • "Take a deep breath. There's nothing left to worry about."

donthavescissors1989  asked:

What do you think is the saddest Jackie/Hyde moment? (Not including season 8 or the end of season 7 'cause to me they don't exist 😂) and on a happier note, what do you think is the best Jackie/Hyde moment? :)

Saddest: this break up during season 7

I fucking hate it. How is that Hyde doesn’t know if he and Jackie have a future together? This is the guy that told her he saw her being successfull in the future, with him being mantained by her lol. This is the guy that forgave her for calling someone else her boyfriend and understood giving up on what they had wasn’t fair and Kelso can go fuck himself, this is the guy that fucked up with the nurse and wanted to be forgiven. And suddenly he is not commited to her anymore?

It was complete bullshit and bad writing. Hyde’s sudden fear for growing up did nothing to his character but start a series of bad written moments that ended in what is season 8. Had Hyde been in character, he would had said or showed Jackie he did knew, he is just not ready to get married that soon (and honestly, she wasn’t either) and that they should enjoy each other’s company as they are because what they have is a sure thing for both of them.

She would had understood and would had accepted it, and would had been happy. 

Happiest: this dance

This is after their first big fight, and after she tells him she loves him (and he lowkey accepts he loves her too, he is just not saying it back). You can see how in love they are, he is willing to dance with her in spite of being in a very public and romantic place, the closenest between them is beautiful and it all looks even more intimate with the way he speaks into her ear and she smiles while they dance.

Not to mention, they are dancing to my childhood song, a song my mom sang to me while I dressed up to go into ballet classes. So yeah, I love this moment and it always makes me happy.

causeimamerican  asked:

Oh my god I just love the Family AU it's just so amazing and ahh!!! Thanks for the link for the fic I was actually going to ask how Keith would react to Lance saying he hated him That aside how would Shiro and the kids react to Keith being sick? (It's okay if you don't answer I know you get a lot of asks so just thanks for all the wonderful and fluffy Voltron Family posts!!)

Thank you!! I’m happy to know you love The Voltron Family AU! :D I find it quite amusing how there’s always have to be the opposite side. Like, there’s one where Shiro is away and Keith handles the kids alone, and then there’s one where Keith is the one who’s away and Shiro handles the kids. I’m guessing this ask is from when Shiro is sick and Keith and the kids tried helping him? If so, I’m definitely going to answer this one lmao (but honestly you’re welcome! i love making these voltron fam posts! 8D)

Keith is sick and he’s lying on the bed. Shiro wanted to take a leave at the hospital but Keith told him that it’s different if he’s the one who’s sick because Keith can just work from home–Shiro cannot. 

Keith: You can’t bring your patients at home, Shiro. Don’t be ridiculous. I can handle myself. It’s just a fever. No big deal. *coughs* *shoos him away*
Shiro: *frowns* Make sure you call me though if anything happens okay? I’ll take the kids to school. I’ll drop by to check on you at lunch.
Keith: *rolls his eyes* Yeah yeah, Mum.
Shiro: Don’t forget your paracetamol. And drink heaps of water.
Keith: *pushes him weakly off the bed* Just go will you?
Shiro: *kisses Keith on the lips*
Keith: I’m sick. Oh my god.
Shiro: *smirks* We can share it. In sickness and in health remember?
Keith: *raises an eyebrow* Are you seducing me, Takashi Shirogane?
Shiro: Is it working? 
Keith: *very very monotone* On I am turned.
Shiro: *laughs* So snarky even when you’re sick. Shit. I’m so turned on right now. *eyes widens but laughs at his own joke*
Keith: I can’t believe we’re flirting while I’m sick. Just go you dumb turtle!

True to his word, Shiro did come back at lunch to check on Keith and then returned again to the hospital. The kids arrived with Shiro after picking them up from school.

Hunk: *tugs Shiro’s hand* *hears Keith’s cough echoing inside the house* Daddy Keith doesn’t sound good. *frowns* I have an idea. *lets go of Shiro’s hand and walks towards his room* 
Lance: So can we go see him now or are we still not allowed in the room? Back then when you were sick, Daddy Keith allowed us to see you. Why won’t you? *frowns*
Shiro: You might get infected, buddy. Daddy Keith is really really sick.
Pidge: Just let him wear a mask then! *frowns* I wanna see Daddy Keith. I want to show him my perfect score.
Shiro: I’m sure you do, sweetheart. Why don’t you two go to Hunk’s room first while I check on your Daddy then I’ll get you three to see him? How’s that sound?
Pidge and Lance: *nods and goes to Hunk’s room*

After a while, while Shiro and Keith were in their room, there was a knock on their door.

Lance: Can we come in now? We have a surpri–
Pidge: *whispers* Stupid Lance! Don’t say that!!!
Lance: *whispers* Oooops! Sorry I didn’t mean to!!
Keith and Shiro: *looks at each other curiously*
Shiro: Yeah, you can come in now.

The kids open the door only to reveal Hunk, Pidge and Lance with paper crowns on top of their heads coloured by them. Shiro and Keith smiled.

Lance: *announces proudly* Prince Lance, Princess Pidge and Prince Hunk has arrived to visit His Royal Highness King Keith.
Keith: *hands on his chest* Oh my. What have I done to deserve your glorious visit, Prince Lance, Prince Hunk and Princess Pidge?
Pidge: We have been informed by your Royal Adviser Daddy Shiro that you were sick. It has come to our attention that we must pay the King a visit to see ourselves to make sure our kingdom is still in one piece. 
Shiro: *whispers to Keith* I’m your Royal Adviser? I’m not even your husband here. Unbelievable.
Keith: Ah, as you can see. My Royal Adviser turned husband King Shiro is ruling in my stead. You have nothing to worry about. *winks at Shiro*
Shiro: I have been promoted. *laughs*
Hunk: We bring gifts, King Keith and King Shiro! *holds out a stack of papers messily stapled together to make it look like a book* May we sit beside you in bed so we can read you our stor–I mean our gift?
Keith: *looks at Shiro*
Shiro: *smiles* *turns to the kids acting all serious* King Shiro allows you. *nods and gestures to Keith’s side*

All three kids just kinda dropped their acts and rushed towards the bed to sit beside their Daddy Keith.

Lance: It was Hunk’s idea, Daddy Keith! We made you a storybook!
Pidge: Cause we know you’ve read all the books here so we thought of making you a new one!!
Keith: *turns to Hunk* *restrains himself from coughing* Did you really?
Hunk: I did! *grins* I hope you like it!

So Hunk opened their hand-made storybook and Lance, Pidge and Hunk took turns doing different voices. It was a story of two kings who found three kids and adopted them to be their children. They go to different kingdoms and they would fight dragons. Then King Keith and King Shiro were taken by the evil witch. Princess Pidge was the one who took on the evil witch with her sword alongside with Prince Lance with his bow and arrows, while Prince Hunk tried to look for the two kings while the witch was distracted. In the end, the witch was defeated and the two kings were saved and they all lived happily ever after.

Keith was crying and that caused the three kids to panic.

Hunk: Oh no! Daddy Keith are you okay?
Keith: *wipes tears* Yeah, yeah. I’m okay.
Lance: Did you like our story?! 
Keith: *nods while still wiping his tears*
Pidge: Then why are you crying if you liked it? *frowns*
Shiro: Let’s just say your Daddy Keith is crying tears of joy.
Lance: Bet he was impressed by Prince Lance’s shooting skills!
Keith: *smiles* I loved it. *sniff* I loved everything about it.
Three kids: *beams and hugs their Daddy Keith*
Keith: Can I keep it though? The storybook I mean.
Three kids: OF COURSE YOU CAN!!! *laughs*

When the kids left, Keith just sobbed into his hands while shaking.

Shiro: Keith? Are you sure you’re okay?
Keith: I’m so emo wtf. *laughs weakly thru his tears* I love them so much. *coughs* *voice gets muffled by his hands* I wanna kiss all of you but I’m sick and it sucks! *coughs*
Shiro: *laughs* Well I’m always ready to accept your sick kisses.
Keith: *punches him softly* I told you not to seduce me while I’m sick, Shirogane! *laughs* *coughs*

let your shadows fall like dust

note: inspired by the beautiful fanart @australet789 made for their miraculous ladybug secret santa exchange. it broke my heart in the best of ways, and this fic 100% does not do it justice. 

They’ve won.

They’ve finally won.

Chat Noir looks out across the breadth of the observatory from where he’s sprawled on his back, instinctively seeking out a familiar red shape.

None of it feels quite real.

There are stars in the air, Chat thinks faintly, squinting through the dusty light. Then he blinks, and the improbable thought becomes the realization that it’s just the shards of stained glass littering the floor around him, reflecting the sun shining smudgily through the newly shattered window.

His ears catch a few soft murmurs, and the observatory is transformed into a kaleidoscope of light and color as the darkness lifts and thousands of white butterflies stream out across the summer sky.

Ladybug stands tall in the middle of it all, hair windswept from the steady beat of the butterflies’ wings, and Chat has to grin—wonder, pride, and fierce, fierce love etched in every crease of his smiling face.

Chat knows Ladybug has to be exhausted, has to be just as bruised and battered as he is, but the entire time, she keeps her gaze steady on the man crumpled in a pile at the foot of the window.

“The police will be here soon. You’ll never touch a Miraculous again, Hawk Moth.”

The man lifts his head, a smile curling the corner of his bloodied lip, and it’s Chat he looks at when he says, “Yes, but neither will you.”

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