you owe it to yourself to find happiness

I hope you enjoy these inspirational quotes I collected and add them to your collection, either in your bullet journal, your planner or your pocket for some extra motivation!

Charles Bukowski

  • “If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.”
  • “We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us.”
  • “To not to have entirely wasted one’s life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • “Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.
  • “Genius is the ability to put into effect what is on your mind.”
  • “The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.”

Mark Twain

  • “You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.”
  • “Apparently there is nothing that cannot happen today.”
  • “The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”
  • “Do the right thing. It will gratify some people and astonish the rest.”
  • “Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.”

George Bernard Shaw

  • “Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.”
  • “The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want and if they can’t find them, make them.”
  • “Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
  • “We are made wise not by the recollection of our past, but by the responsibility for our future.”
  • “Just do what must be done. This may not be happiness, but it is greatness.” 
  • “Life would be tolerable but for its amusements.”
  • “If you leave the smallest corner of your head vacant for a moment, other people’s opinions will rush in from all quarters.”
  • “You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.”
  • “Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will.”
  • “People who say it cannot be done should not interrupt those who are doing it.”
  • “Success does not consist in never making mistakes but in never making the same one a second time.”

Charles Dickens

  • “Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.”
  • “There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.”
  • “There is a wisdom of the head, and a wisdom of the heart.”

Anton Chekhov

  • “Knowledge is of no value unless you put it into practice.”
  • “You must trust and believe in people or life becomes impossible.”

Robert Frost

  • “Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.”
  • “The best way out is always through.”
  • “Freedom lies in being bold.”
  • “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”
  • “Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.”
  • “Always fall in with what you’re asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life has always been to hold my own with whatever’s going. Not against: with.”

Virginia Woolf

  • “Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”
  • “You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”
  • “If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.”

Maya Angelou

  • “Whatever you want to do, if you want to be great at it, you have to love it and be able to make sacrifices for it.”
  • “Nothing will work unless you do.”
  • “We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.”
  • “My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.”
  • “You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.”

J. R. R. Tolkien

  • “All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
  • “It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish.”
  • “Not all those who wander are lost.”
Mother Nature

Request from anon for a Happy x Reader using the following prompt:

#7 - “Tampons? You want me to buy tampons?”

Originally posted by wakinguptheneighbours

You groan as you lay curled up on your side, the first day of your period always being the worst. The random TV show that you’ve put on to distract yourself fades out into the background, the amusing characters not helping at all.

Your phone rings, a huff leaving you as you reach for it, not in the mood to talk right now. “Hello?”

“Someone’s grumpy.” Happy jests, and you can tell he’s smiling to himself. You feel yourself perk up slightly, the sound of your boyfriends voice having that effect on you.

“Sorry, babe. You coming round soon?” You look at the clock as it shows six pm, Happy promising you that he would be home earlier today, and you really hope he remembers.

“That’s why I called, I’ve just stopped at the store. You want anything?” he asks, your heart melting at his simple yet thoughtful gestures. “I’ve already grabbed your favourite ice cream.”

“If only SAMCRO knew how whipped you are.” you tease, pulling yourself to sit up as you smile down the phone. “Could you grab me some tampons, please?”

You laugh as Happy coughs down the phone, your request catching him off guard. You’d never asked him to get them for you before, but you’d been together for eight months now. It’s not like you decided to almost run out of your favourite kind.

“Tampons? You want me to buy tampons?” he questions once he’s recovered from his coughing fit. God, for someone with a name like Killer he really was a baby.

“Did I stutter?” you sass, enjoying your boyfriends squirming. You hear him move around the store, his boots moving around loudly. “The blue ones will do.”

Blue ones? There’s about fifty different blue ones.” His tone is stiff and full of embarrassment, a smirk slipping onto your lips. You’d had to buy condoms in the past, and damn if you weren’t embarrassed. Now it was his turn.

“Yes, the blue ones. They’re the bigger ones, suitable for heavy flow.” You have to restrain yourself from laughing as you Happy curses lowly down the phone, a sound of accomplishment leaving his lips once he finds the right ones.

“You owe me for this, baby girl.” he warns, though you know he’s only joking. He’d do anything you asked him to, you having him wrapped around your finger, even if you didn’t know it.

“Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll put my mouth to good use.” you flirt, your tone teasing and seductive. You receive a growl in return, a snicker emerging from you.

“Behave, (Y/N). I’ll be there in ten.” You hum in response, pulling yourself up from the sofa.

“Drive careful, I love you.” The words never lose their touch, a giddy feeling rushing through you everytime you say it, just knowing that Happy is yours and only yours.

“I love you, Princess.” he responds, your cheeks flushing even though he can’t see you, a dorky smile on your face.

A/N - Thought I’d do a Happy request for a change since I’ve been doing a lot of Jax lately, not that I’m complaining ;) hope you enjoyed❤

You do not owe it to ANYONE, even yourself, to reach your absolute maximum “potential”

I think you should try to lead a good life. To lead a happy life. To do good deeds, and to find a life you can be proud of. But you don’t need to force the absolute highest possible achievement out of yourself. You don’t need to live your entire life without making any mistakes, or missing any opportunities. You are allowed to take it easy sometimes. You are allowed to be human. 

Maybe you have made some big mistakes that got you “off track” in a major way. That’s ok! It doesn’t mean you wasted your life. Maybe you aren’t doing as much as you possibly could each day. That’s ok too! There is no score in life. There is no one best path. You are enough, I promise <3 

  • <p> Emotional manipulation is about control. The goal is to gain power over the situation, over you. Manipulation is accomplished through toxic tactics, behaviors, actions and attitudes.
  • Toxic people are controlling, insecure and self-serving.
  • (Your feelings are valid. If someone makes you feel uneasy that is reason enough to avoid them.)
  • Over talking, barely listening
  • (If someone controls the conversation and/or doesnt really listen to you, be wary.)
  • Charming, too good to be true
  • (coming as everything you want, agreeing too easily, too perfect.)
  • Overbearing, too many compliments
  • (Preoccupied with a trait, story of yours. An unusual level of flattery.)
  • Asking too personal questions
  • (Wanting you to share personal details. Becoming irritated even jokingly when you refuse.)
  • Expensive, over the top gifts
  • (Unwarranted lavish gifts, trips)
  • Must be right, must “win” the discussion, argument
  • (everything’s a debate)
  • Refuses to apologize
  • (Seems insincere, can’t apologize or excuses bad behavior, blame-shifts. If they spill their drink, it’s the waiter fault for putting it too close to their arm.)
  • Passive aggressive
  • (Eyes rolls, silent treatment, criticisms disguised as comments, stubbornness, intentional mistakes, disregarding time)
  • Drama Queen, Drama King
  • (They are always in the midst of some turmoil that’s usually someone elses fault.)
  • Negativity, Complaining
  • (They complain, find fault in basically anything. Especially if you suspect they’re already upset.)
  • Saying one thing but doing another
  • (Words don’t match their actions. Say they never lie but lie to a stranger)
  • Lyings even the small ones
  • (Omitting information, changing stories, twisting the truth)
  • Grandiose stories
  • (Something feels off. Trying to hard to impress you or others.)
  • Tales of woe
  • (Campaigning for your sympathy or pity)
  • Badmouthing Ex’s
  • (Talking negatively about anyone is a bad sign. Healthy people don’t vent to strangers)
  • Sharing way too much too early on
  • (Telling you stories or details that seem too personal and may make you uncomfortable)
  • Gossipping
  • (People gossip to make themselves feel/look better. They tear others down to lift themselves up. Sooner or later they’ll do it to you too.)
  • Disrespectful, disloyal
  • (Excusing bad behavior like cheating, lying is a small jump to mistreating you.)
  • Talks down to service people, strangers (watch how they treat people who can do nothing for them)
  • Hero mentality
  • (Always the savior, always right, people are lucky to have them)
  • Victim Mentality
  • (Someone else is to blame for their problems; ex, family, friends, strangers, boss and coworkers)
  • Feeling drained after spending time together
  • (The people closest to you should lift you higher. Not deplete you.)
  • Constant Attention/Reassurance
  • (needs validation to feel good. Becomes upset without reassurance)
  • Insecure
  • (Easily upset or angry. Overreactions to perceived slights, injustices or normally minor issues)
  • Little to no boundaries
  • (Invades your space, occupies too much of your time)
  • Too Eager to please
  • (Willing to sacrifice own needs for your wants)
  • Offering advice or opinions, Pointing out insecurites,
  • (Healthy people don’t give unwanted advice or opinions.)
  • History of toxic relationships or failed jobs
  • (Especially if they are never at fault. It was the other person.)
  • Jumping into the relationship
  • (Saying your their best friend, soulmate to early on. Using social media to prove their relationship. Oversharing photos and posts about you. Inside jokes and texts are needed to validate  They may share texts with others to brag or as proof.)
  • Validation, cares too much of other opinions.
  • (Needs to be seen as “good” by others)
  • Put downs, sarcasm, judging
  • (Using sarcasm in place of a real conversation. Putting down you or others.)
  • Expects you to be grateful
  • (Gets upset if you are not as grateful or as impresses as they think you should be.)
  • Makes you feel like you owe them
  • Controlled by their past
  • (If their business failed you shouldn’t start a business. Their past dictates everyone’s future.)
  • Paranoid
  • (Is sure others dislike them or are out to hurt them)
  • Self-centered
  • (Confidence inspires others. Conceited people are unhappy with another’s success and good fortune. They believe that it is owed to them)
  • Jealousy
  • (Makes comments about others. Doesnt like to be upstaged. Feels threatened by others happiness.)
  • Inattention
  • (Selectively ignoring you, paying too much attention to their phone, talking to others instead of you.)
  • If you find yourself making excuses for anothers bad behavior (behavior you would not tolerate from yourself or others) that’s a warning sign.
  • Healthy individuals are respectful, loyal and honest people who value integrity and humility. 
  • Toxic people divert responsibility, blame others, refuse to apologize  and are insincere. 
  • They disregard others boundaries, feelings, wants and needs for their own.
  • If you are disrespected, mistreated, used or abuse you have every right to stand up for yourself.
  • If someone becomes upset or angry at your boundaries then that’s where their respect for you ends. 
  • Remember you are the company you keep. You will bring out your own toxic behaviors if you surround yourself with toxic people.
  • (If you lie with a dog, don’t be surprised when you get fleas.)
  • Emotional manipulation is emotional abuse. 
  • Do not justify or excuse hurtful or harmful behavior and actions.
  • Save yourself the trouble, walk away. Trust your gut and find someone who treats you right.
  • Let it be. Let people live their lives.
  • You can’t save, change or help another person who disrespects you or others, who sees no issue in their actions, who doesn’t want to change.</p>

anonymous asked:

What motto would the 2ps have?

Life Mottos

2P!America: “Eat pussy not animals”

2P!China: “Support your local drug dealer”

2P!England: “Treat yourself to cake anytime you like because it’s someone’s birthday somewhere

2P!France: “Do what the fuck keeps you happy”

2P!Russia: “Violence is never the answer, you idiots”

2P!Italy: “Always be the most intelligent person in the room”

2P!Germany: “If no one from the future comes to stop you from doing something then how bad of a decision can it really be”

2P!Japan: “Only owe your loyalty to those whom you never had to question theirs”

2P!Canada: “What doesn’t kill you fucks you up mentally”

2P!Romano: “Life’s too short to wear boring clothes”

2P!Austria: “Find a role model and then become them… but better”

2P!Prussia: “Never be afraid to live your life”

The one where you just want to be happy.

Originally posted by simplybridal

Surprise surprise! The third addition to the Divorce Series AU. I was so happy by the reaction I received from you guys that I thought you deserved another update ASAP. Let me know if you guys are enjoying it, if I should continue writing it. ENJOY! :)

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i can still see the sun [james potter]

second enstallment of i can feel the darkness coming

wanrings: Movie spoilers, language, death,

word count: 5730

italics= flashback 

One hundred and twenty-two thousand, six hundred and forty hours.

Five thousand, one hundred and ten days.

    Seven hundred and thirty weeks.

One hundred and sixty eight months.

Fourteen years.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen James and Lily after their demise.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen Sirius after he had been sent to Azkaban.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen Hogwarts.

    Now, you were stepping through the large, double doors, walking through the hallways with various memories washing over you. Turning your head from side to side, you reveled in the pure happiness of being back at the school. It had been so long since you had walked these pathways and marveled at the moving portraits. You were walking besides Remus, the both of you had acquired jobs at the school; both of you knowing that it would help you keep a closer eye on a certain chosen one. You also felt as though you owed yourself some kind of closure from James’ death, and what better place to find closure than the place you had last seen him?

    You and Remus stepped through the threshold of your new classroom, scanning the empty room for an idea of how you wanted to set things up. Placing your bags down on a chair by the door, you turned back to look at your old friend Remus.

    “Been awhile, eh?” You questioned.

    Remus chuckled under his breath before smiling softly, “Yes, yes it has.”

    You slowly turned in a circle to admire your surroundings as Remus watched. He admired the way that you smiled, knowing how long it had been since you had last let a smile grace your features. A sharp pang filtered through his heart at the thoughts, but Remus just pushed them aside and distracted himself with talking to you.

    “Do you remember the time that you and Sirius changed Peter’s quill into a rat’s tail in the middle of class during our fourth year?” Remus questioned with a fond smile on his face.

    By this point you had stopped spinning and instead turned to face Remus with a giggle escaping your lips, “Yes! That was bloody hilarious!”

    You turned to face the corner of the room, and recalled another memory, “Or the time that we made you go sit in the one chair that was in the corner because we turned it into mud.”

    Remus laughed and fell back against one of the other chairs in the room. His chest was rising and falling with every breath he took, joyous laughter escaping his lips, “I remember that! I was so mad because you and James pretended like you didn’t know how it happened!”

    You let yourself fall into the chair besides Remus and giggled once again, “James and I were brilliant actors, if I may say so myself.”

    “Brillant? You kept that bloody secret from me for two months!” Remus yelped. His eyebrows were raised in a hilarious expression of false betrayal, but his lips failed in keeping a smile off of his face.

His statement only caused you to laugh even harder, your ribs beginning to hurt with each intake of air.

Eventually, the two of you managed to calm your laughter and you both laid back to look up at the ceiling. The mood seemed much more lonesome and quiet after your fit of giggles. Intent on making the situation less sad, you spoke, “It feels weird, doesn’t it? Being here without James and Sirius- even Peter?”

Remus looked over at you with a sad smile gracing his lips, “Yeah, I guess it does. It’s definitely a lot quieter than it used to be.”

With a far away look in your eye, you turned your body to face the window across the room. You sighed when thoughts of your former best friends filled your mind. Letting out a sigh as a tear slowly dripped from the corner of your eye and onto your legs that were curled beneath you. The thought of James being killed without knowing that you forgave him, or the thought of leaving Sirius without talking to him haunted you. Knowing that you would never see either of them again after you had left them so abruptly was a horrid feeling.

It left you swamped with remorse and guilt.

Remus, sensing your thoughts, stood from his chair before moving swiftly to the foot of yours. He kneeled so that his head was level with your lowered one, before he grabbed your chin between two fingers and gently forced you to meet his eyes. His face held an unmeasurable amount of sympathy; the kind that you would only see on someone who had known you for a very long time.

Remus spoke to you gently, knowing that anything else would only cause the hole in your heart to be ripped open even wider.

“Hey,” he spoke, gently grasping one of your cheeks with his palm, “None of that- no crying. I know that you are upset about what happened, but this is not what they would have wanted. If James and Sirius were here they would tell you to that you should not be crying over them. They’d want you to be happy again, and Merlin knows that I have not seen you smile in so long. You have to know that they would not want you to be sad; those boys loved you more than anything in this world and if they were here right now, I know they would be telling you the exact same thing.”

By the end of Remus’ speech, the tears that had been previously soaking your face were now running down your cheeks like a ceaseless waterfall. The clear, salty drops littered your lap like rain did to the cement of the sidewalk before a storm. You were sniffing and huffing, both happy and sad about the words that had emitted from Remus’ mouth. Reaching forward, you clutched onto Remus as if he were your lifeline. The man clung to you just as tightly, both of you mourning your fallen and imprisoned friends one more time.

From the heavens, James Potter watched you hug James with a sad smile on his face. He watched as you cried over his demise with a heavy heart full of guilt and sadness. James regretted ever yelling at you that day in the bathroom. He regretted every word he had ever spoken to you that had hurt you. He regretted these things because the moment you left him, he realized how he truly felt. He was never in love with Lily, he was in love with you and he just refused to believe it. He refused to believe that he had fallen in love with one of his closest friends, so he covered it by believing that he was in love with another women. After you left him, he continued to stay with Lily, even if he was not love her as he loved you. When Harry was born, James knew his fate. He knew that he was to die, but his biggest regret was that he never told you that he loved you.

A few days after you were situated at Hogwarts, you were informed that Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban. Since you were in public and surrounded by other witches and wizards, you had to keep our excitement and relief to yourself.

You had known from the beginning that it was not Sirius who had revealed where James and Lily were hiding. No matter how mad Sirius was, he would have never ratted one of his best friends out to the Dark Lord. Because of this, you were led to believe that there was only one person that could have revealed that information to you-know-who: Peter Pettigrew.

Peter was the only other person besides Sirius and Remus to know where James and Lily were hiding, and there was absolutely no way that Moony or Padfoot would do such a thing. That left Wormtail.

Of course, you had always known something was a bit off with Peter; he was always secretive and nervous around the rest of the Marauders. After a certain point, you had stopped trusting him and planned to stay away because you were absolutely sure that something was up with him, and it was not something good.

Back in the present, you were standing besides Harry Potter as he explained the events that had occurred. You had met Harry on the train to Hogwarts, as you were staying in the same compartment as Remus when Harry and his friends walked in. When the train had mysteriously stopped and a Dementor made its way into the compartment, you’re Patronus had been the one to save Harry. Remus had later introduced himself and you as friends, not explaining who either of you really were to Harry. From then on, Harry had come to you and Remus for help on learning how to cast his own Patronus. It was a stag, just like his father. When you had seen the charm, you had left the room with tears in your eyes; leaving Harry to wonder what he had done wrong. Remus had gently told him that it was not Harry’s fault, he just reminded you of someone you had once known.

Being around Harry had served quite difficult in the beginning, seeing as he looked and acted so much like his father. Every time Harry was around you, you had to take a few deep breaths to prevent yourself from bursting into tears. You had eventually gotten over it, realizing that there was nothing you could do to bring James back, so you stopped imagining James when Harry was around. Instead you believed that James was somewhere above, watching as you helped take care of his son.

And James was watching from above, a permanent, radiant smile planted on his face as he observed how good you were with Harry. It made him wonder how life would have been if Harry had been your child instead of Lily’s.

While Harry explained what happened between Sirius escaping and the experience in the Shrieking Shack, he finally told you where Sirius was. Seconds after the words escaped Harry’s mouth, you were bolting away from the school. Taking off in the direction of the Whomping Willow, you scurried into the secret passage way and raced towards the Shrieking Shack. Harry had told you Sirius would not stay long because he was being hunted, so you pushed yourself to run faster.

When you reached the entrance to the shack, you pushed it open with strength you did not even know you had.

And standing in the middle of the room, was an old friend.

Sirius Black.

For a few moments, you had just stood at the entrance of the room, watching Sirius as he tried to contain a laugh.

“Well, hello Talon,” Sirius spoke, “Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to give an old friend a hug?”

Then you were running, launching yourself at Sirius and tackling him with a bone crushing hug. Sirius chuckled and squeezed you back just as hard. Both of you were crying tears of joy, happy that three of the five Marauders were still alive. Sirius had his face buried in your neck and you had your fingers buried in his long hair that had grown out while in prison. You felt a few tears dribble down your collarbone because of Sirius, but you did not care because Sirius’ shirt probably had a few of its own tears to worry about.

When you pulled away, you smiled through your tears, “I missed you so much, Padfoot.”

Sirius smiled happily, “And I missed you too, Talon.” He then pulled you back into another hug and mumbled something about hexing you if you ever decided to leave him and the others again.

For the next few hours, you and Sirius were constantly near each other. Having spent almost fifteen years apart led to the two of you needing some time to catch up. Sirius told you about James making him Harry’s Godfather, and you told him about the adventures you and Remus had taken after being reunited.

Later in the evening, Harry and Remus had gone to the Shrieking Shack to find you, seeing as it had been many hours since they had seen you. When they arrived, they found you and Sirius propped up against the window, talking and laughing about the old days.

Turning your head, you motioned for Remus to join the two of you, and he did. Harry watched from the sides as three of the five Marauders were happy once again, a sight that he did not get to see very often.

    After that day, you, Remus and Sirius joined the Order of the Phoenix. The three of you fled Hogwarts in fear of being found by the Dark Lord and took refuge in 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius’ old home.

    A few weeks later, Harry was transported there to speak with the Order. You and Sirius had welcomed him, both receiving joyous hugs by Harry Potter himself. You and Harry had formed quite a close bond over the few months you had known him; you had practically become his mother figure.

    Now, Harry stood next to Sirius, admiring the pictures that Sirius had tacked up on his walls. They were old and wrinkle, but they obviously meant a lot to Sirius as they were the only photographs he had left of the original Marauders.

    Harry was walking around and looking closely at each picture before he got to one that confused him. It was a photograph of what looked like his dad standing next to you. He was behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, both of you sporting giant smiles. It was something he never expected to see from you, a smile. He did not see them on you very often. A smile on you was like seeing Hagrid’s dog Fang, not cowardly.

    When Harry turned to question Sirius about the picture, a far away look appeared in his eyes; a clear sign that Sirius was remembering something from a long time ago.

    It was Christmas time; your favorite time of the year.

    You and the rest of the Marauders had decided to spend the holiday at Hogwarts as a present for Sirius. You all knew how much he hated his family, so you wanted to keep him company and he could have a happy holiday for once in his life.

    On Christmas morning, you had all gathered to open presents. After opening a few of them, you discovered that one of your muggle family members had sent you an old polaroid camera. The boys obviously had no idea what it was, but you had explained it to them. They had immediately wanted to take pictures together so you all rushed to put on thicker clothing. After doing so, the five of you hurried outside into the cold snow.

    The scenery was beautiful; the pristine, white snow falling down in sheets of cool snowflakes. You took a few moments to turn around in circles, just admiring the beauty of nature. When you heard the flash of a camera, you turned to face Sirius, who held your camera in his hands. He grinned happily as the picture came out; you turning in circles with a smile on your face. He pocketed the picture quickly, smiling as you whined.

    “I’m going to need something to remember you by when Remus finally decides to kill you for pranking him so much!” Sirius joked.

    You had giggled and nudged his shoulder, laughing when he almost fell into a pile of snow.

    The rest of the afternoon was spent playing in the snow and taking muggle photographs of each other. By the end of the day, you were exhausted, huffing and puffing breaths of cold air as you tried to catch your breath.

    As you tried to walk back towards the castle, you were grabbed from behind, the person dragging you into their arms.

    “You’re not going anywhere!” James shouted as he wrapped you in his arms. You giggled as you tried to escape, but James was to strong. You heard the shutter of the camera going off again, but you ignored it and instead continued to wrestle with James until the two of you got too tired.

    Later that evening, you found a picture placed on your bed. It was of earlier that evening, you and James playing in the snow with large smiles on your faces. You picked up the picture with a fond smile on your face before you placed it on your bedside table, content with how the day had turned out.

    Sirius shook his head with a laugh as he remembered the day. Harry turned to see Sirius smiling, so Harry turned back to the picture before speaking again, “Is that my dad?”

    Sirius nodded and told Harry that the girl in the photo was you. When Harry heard the words he was shocked; he thought that you were just a friend of Remus and Sirius, he had not know that you knew his father.

    “She knew my dad?” Harry questioned, confusion evident on his face.

    Sirius chuckled once again before responding, “Yes she did.”

“Who is she?” Harry asked, “I knew she was a friend of your’s and Remus’ but I did not know she knew my dad.”

    “Harry, my boy. That women knew your father before I did; she was the second Marauder. Her name was Talon because she was an animagus too. She could morph into an eagle; it was a magnificent sight to see,” Sirius spoke, memories resurfacing with each word.

    “So she was important to you and my dad?”

    “Yes, she was very important to us. In fact, she was- is- in love with your father. Always was, she could never stay too far away from him. They were practically inseparable for the longest time,” Sirius reminisce.

    “She was in love with my dad?” Harry pondered, “Did he love her back?”

    “Yes, yes he did.”

After the conversation, Sirius left the room to find you. Looking back at the wall, Harry pulled the picture from it’s spot and tucked it into his pocket, just to remember the man who was his father, and the women who should have been  his mother.

    Harry and the rest of his friends landed on their stomachs in the Department of Mysteries, the Prophecy shining brightly in Harry’s hands. He stands, along with the rest of his friends, his ears twitching when he hears the sound of whispering. When he turns, he is met with an archway, what looks like smoke is filtering inside of it. Harry takes a step closer to it, his gaze inquisitive.

    He can hear his friends speaking to him, but Harry continues to stare at the archway. He feels as though something bad was about to happen, and it had to do with the mysterious archway in the center of the room.

    Seconds later, Harry turns and shouts for his friends to get behind him, knowing the Death Eaters were about to arrive. Harry’s suspicions were confirmed when black smoke appeared from around him. It swirls around him, and Harry shuts his eyes, his hand gripping the Prophecy tightly.

    When the black smoke disappears, Harry opens his eyes to find that his friends are no longer beside him. Instead they have been grabbed, each of them being restrained by a Death Eater, wands pointed at their throats.

    Harry’s heart clenches as he worries about what is to come.

    From behind him, Harry hears a malicious chuckle, and he instantly knows the culprit.

    Lucius Malfoy.

    Harry turns to see Malfoy approaching, an evil glint in his eye. The platinum blonde male smirks as he knows that he was going to get the Prophecy from Harry.

“Did you really believe, or were you truly naive enough to think that you stood a chance against us?” Malfoy spits, his voice low and threatening. He takes a step closer to Harry, turning and pulling his palm up and open, “I’ll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the Prophecy; or watch your friends die.”

Harry is silent for a few moments, pondering his next move. His gaze moves to Hermione, who struggles in the grip of the Death Eater behind her. The Death Eater is strong, however, and he continues to restrain the curly haired girl by holding onto the collar of her shirt, causing her to choke on the lack of air.

From next to Hermione, Neville Longbottom shouts out, “Don’t give it to him, Harry!”

He is silenced by Bellatrix Lestrange, who pulls on his shirt, closing the distance between his neck and her wand. Neville instantly quiets down, fearing his life.

Believing it was worse than watching his friends die, Harry hands over the Prophecy. The shining orb is placed into the hands of Lucius Malfoy, who grins in such a manner that shivers run down Harry’s spine.

Seconds after the orb is placed in Malfoy’s hands, a bright light appears from behind the blonde’s back.

“Get away from my Godson,” Sirius spits, before he reels his fist back and punches Malfoy straight in the nose.

The punch knocks Malfoy off of his feet, and he lands on the floor beneath him, the Prophecy falling from his hands and breaking against the hard rock. Malfoy stares at the broken orb for a few moments before he stands to face Harry and Sirius.

Before he can even utter a spell, he is knocked off his feet as you fire a spell in his direction. Smirking, you turn to face Sirius and Harry who are muttering quietly. Harry turns to you and you nod your head in a way that says both ‘hello’ and ‘please be careful.’ Harry nods back, his indicating the same words yours did before the three of you and turning to face Malfoy and two other Death Eaters who decided to join the party.

The rest of the Order had appeared by this point, and you scanned the room, quickly locking eyes with Remus and Tonks. You smiled at them and then responded with the same small smile before you both turned to face your opponents.

Dropping into a battle stance, you pulled your wand up so it was ready to defend against any spells fire your way. When Malfoy fired a curse at you, you brought your wand up to cover your face, blocking the curse. You fired back an immobilization charm, aiming not to kill because you did not want that kind of guilt on your conscious.

Curses, charms and spells were being fired back and forth before Harry managed to knock the wand out of the hand of the Death Eater he was fighting.

Expelliarmus,” Harry had shouted. The Death Eater fell back, falling off a ledge to the fight below, and you felt relief filling you as you knew that you would not have to deal with that Death Eater again.

From beside you, you heard Sirius shout out, “Nice one, James!”

At the mention of the name, you froze, losing the ability to focus. Harry had too, hearing the name of his father rendering him useless. The two of you simply stood and watched Sirius as he fired a spell at Malfoy, whose wand was knocked away before he flew back off the ledge.

Before you could do anything to protect yourself or Sirius, you heard two simple words being shouted from behind you, “Avada kedavra!”

The words came from the mouth of Bellatrix Lestrange, who had thrown her wand out at both you and Sirius.

You were unable to protect yourself from the killing curse as it hit your body, filling you with unimaginable pain. Screaming out, you closed your eyes before you heard the same curse being shouted. You heard Sirius’ cry of pain before the both of you were knocked back.

Harry watched with his eyes wide as you and Sirius were knocked into the archway that was beside them as they battled. Knowing what was to happen to you, you locked eyes with Harry and mouthed ‘goodbye.’

Harry’s eyes widened even more before he shifted his eyes to Sirius, watching for a few blissful moments.

Then the smoke in the archway turned and carried you and Sirius off into the unknown.

Harry stood silently for a few moments, his eyes locked on the arch in front of him, praying that you and Sirius would come back. He was hoping and praying with all his might that the mist in front of him did not just take part of the only family he had left.

When nothing happened, Harry made to take a step forward, his heart clenching in his chest. From behind, Remus quickly clutched Harry. He restrained the saddened boy with tears in his eyes. Harry struggled harshly, trying to find a way to escape and get to you and Sirius. Crying out in pain, Harry fell back into Remus. You and Sirius had become his only family. Sirius was like a father to him, and you, like a mother.

From behind Harry, Remus watched in shock as his last two friends perished. He watched as the last two people he could resort to, vanished. Remus cried out in pain of his own. The only people he ever trusted and loved were gone. He let a few tears fall from his eyes as he watched Harry cry out. Remus let out a strangled sob as he thought about how he was going to get through full moons. He would never be able to do it without you. You and Sirius were his best friends, the only people he had known for more then twenty years. His last two Marauders; his Padfoot and his Talon, were gone. Forever.

Harry continued to struggle and cry, tears escaping his eyes.

He cried for Sirius.

He cried for you.

He cried for Remus who had lost you both.

He cried for Tonks who had been one of your greatest friends.

He cried for everyone who had ever known you.

    From the Heavens, James Potter watched as you appeared next to Harry and Sirius. He smirked as he watched you throw Lucius to the ground, knowing you had never liked the man.

    “That’s my girl,” James muttered.

    He watched on as you made sure Harry was safe before going back to battling. His heart skipped a beat as he watched you treat his son with such care and gentleness.

    James watched with his heart in his stomach as you got distracted by his name. He pleaded for you to turn around and prepare for what was to come.

    “Talon, Talon please turn around. Talon, please,” He practically shouted.

    But you could not hear him.

    Of course you couldn’t.

    James cried out when Bellatrix Lestrange fired a killing curse at you. He cried out in pain as he watched you gravel in pain. James shouted out in rage as Sirius was hit with the same curse.

    James Potter let out a sob as you told his son goodbye.

    He cried as you fell back into the archway.

    He cried as Sirius Black followed immediately after.

    He cried as you disappeared from his view.

    Standing up from his previous kneeling position and took off running. He knew exactly where you would appear. He knew exactly where and he needed to get there before you did.

    Pushing his legs to move faster, he gained speed. His breath was choppy as he realized that he would finally see you again after so long. James’ chest tightened as he thought of you, and he moved faster.

    When he reached the position he wanted to be in, he skidded to a stop just as a bright light appeared from in front of him. He raised a hand to shield his eyes from the light, squinting his eyes. He waited for a few tense seconds before the light finally vanished.

    In its absence, it was replaced by a figure.

    It was a women.

    It was the women he loved.

    His heart fell from his chest and his eyes widened. The tears that had previously slowed to a stop arose once again. They began to fall from his eyes as he let out a sob. It was not one of sadness, nor was it one of grief. It was one of joy, one of relief.

    James took a step forward, his legs shaky and barely able to hold himself up.

    When your eyes finally focused, you were able to make out the figure in front of you.

    It was a man.

    It was the man you loved.

    Letting a tear fall from your eyes, you let out a sob. A sob of happiness.

    “James?” You managed to croak out through your tears.

    James nodded softly through his own tears and you let out another sob at his answer.

    After so long, you were finally seeing him again.

    Kicking off, you ran at full speed. You stretched your arms, James doing the same thing before you reached him. When you reached him, you jumped, throwing yourself at his body. James caught you with open arms, sobbing into your neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist, supporting your weight as you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. You cried out in happiness and buried your face in his fluffy, brown hair. James grasped you with strength that he did not know he had, you squeezing him back just as hard. Managing a smile through your tears, you pulled a hand through James’ hair. He sniffled against your neck, tears soaking the material of your shirt.

    Pulling back, you looked down at James once before you brought your lips down to connect with his. James smiled into the kiss, both of your lips tasting slightly salty from the tears leaking from your eyes. Your lips moved furiously against his, and James responded with just as much enthusiasm. He was finally kissing the one girl that he had been in love with for so long. Finally. James pushed his lips harder against yours and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You smiled even harder (if it was even possible) and kissed him back.

    Pulling away for a few seconds you mumbled out the words, “I love you, Prongs.”

    “I love you too, Talon.”

    And then James is kissing you once again.

    The moment is interrupted when a familiar voice calls out, “Hey losers! Stop bloody snogging and come hug me!”

    Turning, the two of you embrace Sirius in a hug, finally together once more.

    Harry Potter approaches the clearing with a heavy heart.

    He knows that if he goes any further, he is to die. But since he knew he would come back and it was to destroy Voldemort, he knew it had to be done.

    Holding up the Golden Snitch, the words I open at the close, appearing.

    Harry nods and confronts his fate, “I’m ready to die.”

    He brings the Snitch up to his mouth and kisses the golden casing. His eyes are closed, but when he opens them, he discovers that the Snitch is opening to reveal the Resurrection Stone.

    The one thing he needs to bring him back to life.

    He stares down at the small stone in amazement, his breath coming out in a small gasp. It levitates into the air and Harry gently opens his palm and allows it to fall into his hand. He closes his palm around it, his eyes still focused on his hand. He closes his eyes and imagines exactly who he wants to see in that moment, and when he opens them, he is met with exactly who he wanted to see.

    Remus, Sirius, James, and you.

    The four of you surround him, small smiles of happiness on your faces.

    When Harry turns to see you, he is met with a radiant smile as you cling to his father who is beside you. Harry smiles in joy when he sees that you have finally gotten what you wanted in life, his father.

    He approached you and James and reached out, you doing the same thing. When Harry’s hand disappears through yours, he sighs in disappointment.

    “You’ve been so brave, Harry,” You whisper, “I’ve missed you since I left.”

    Harry smiles softly before questioning, “Why are you here? All of you?”

    “We never left.”

    Harry turns to face Sirius before speaking, “Does it hurt? Dying?”

    Sirius shakes his head, “Quicker than falling asleep.”

    Harry nods before James speaks, “You’re nearly there, son”

    “I’m sorry; I never wanted any of you to die. And Remus- your son-” Harry tries.

    Remus cuts him off, “Others will tell him what his mother and father died for. One day, he’ll understand.”

    Harry nods softly before facing you and James, small smile still on your faces.

    “You’ll stay with me?” Harry questions.

    “Until the end.”

    He was ready. He was ready to join his family again.    

Birthday Secret [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JO @memento-scribet !!!!! I saw your day wasn’t the best but I hope this may make you feel a bit better. It has your two favorite things, Jason and French Fries! I hope the rest of your special day is the all time greatest! Love you!! <33


It was that time of the year again. A very special day had made an appearance, your birthday! The amazing day that you came into this world, and Jason was grateful for this day more than anyone. Who knows where he’d be without you around?… Don’t answer that.

Any who, Jason had to do something special for you. He loves you to the moon and back, but how could he show that to you?

That’s when the light bulb turned on. Oh, did he have a plan, a very very special plan.

As you slept that morning Jason slipped out of bed quietly getting ready to put his plan into motion. However you were still passed out, completely unbeknownst to his absence.

Before the sunlight began to stream in through the windows, lightly pulling you awake. You probably would’ve fallen back asleep if you hadn’t heard the sound of a pan falling to the floor and a string of expletives run out of a certain boyfriend’s mouth.

Laughing you got out of bed and found him with a hand over his mouth, having tried to stop himself. He was hunched over picking up the pan in question. Though it didn’t take him long to give you an innocent smile.

“Whatcha doin?” asking with a certain childish tone. Raising an eyebrow at him with a grin across your face.

“Just making my beautiful girlfriend her birthday breakfast.” He stood up and walked over to you. Wrapping his arms around your waist and yours went around his neck. “Happy birthday” he said before kissing you. Making the smile on your lips grow wider. But you pulled away much to his dismay, “Finish making breakfast. I’m hungry” you laughed before pushing him away.

He only chuckled and shook his head before returning to the meal. You sat up on the counter and watched him. “So what should we do today?” asking as he continued.

“I actually have a few things planned.” He answered while focusing on flipping a pancake. “Like what?”

“I was thinking maybe go to the bookstore, then just take a walk before getting lunch. After that maybe head to the movies and catch that movie you’ve been wanting to see before dinner.” listing the idea he had for the day.

“Beauty and the Beast?!” You smiled widely and he nodded. “I think that sounds like a fantastic day.”

He plated the food before picking them both up. “Yup, so are you planning on eating there or are you going to come to the table like us normal people.”

Rolling your eyes you hopped down saying, “You sound like my mother.” Making him laugh, how you love that laugh.

Both sitting down to eat, randomly talking about things. Him saying he won’t have patrol or anything for the night and that he’s all yours. Making you beam at him.

When finished Jason cleaned up the dishes as you went to get ready for the day. It didn’t take you too long to shower, get dressed, and do your make-up.

When so, you both set out for the book store. Deciding to walk, though when Jason noticed a shiver go through you he detached his hand from yours and instead wrapped an arm around you. Pulling you into his side.

Keeping you warm until entering the small bookstore near your home. The both of you browsing the shelves together, eventually breaking away from the other. You had gone off to find a book you were dying to read recently. Upon finding you slid it from it’s spot and headed over to the cashier.

However, when you took out your money to pay it was plucked from your grasp. “No way” a voice you recognized as Jason say. Turning to see him hand his card to the cashier, “It’s your birthday, you’re not paying for anything.”

“Jay I could’ve paid for it” crossing your arms over your chest. “Not on your birthday” smirking while taking his card back. “Now come on let’s go for that walk” taking your free hand and leading you out of the store.

The walk turned out to be rather short as both your stomach’s growling interrupted it. Your walk ending at a nearby diner with the most amazing milkshakes. You ordering your favorite flavor and Jason saying he’d just steal some of yours. After ordering your lunch, Jason having made sure there were extra fries, you both enjoyed the milkshake. You also explained what the premise of the book you had just gotten was.

“I’ll have to read it when you finish, it sounds good.” he smiled, holding your hand from across the table. “Yeah I honestly think you’ll like it a lot.” taking another sip of the shake.

“Yeah I –” Though his sentence was cut short by his phone ringing. He pulled it from his pocket and checked the screen, “It’s Dick I have to take this really quick. I’ll be back in two seconds” saying as he slid out of the booth. As he left you cracked open the book to start it as he took the call.

“Hey Jay, so we’ve got things going pretty smoothly here. Roy just went out with Kori to get the cake but everything should be set for after the movie. Just wanted to give you an update.” Dick’s cheery voice spoke on the other end of the call.

“Great, glad to here. She’s going to love it.” Jason smiled, his voice almost sounding as happy as Dick’s. Which honestly surprised his brother.

“Yeah, any suspicion going on at that end?”

“Nope, we’re all good. But I’ve got to get back, thanks for the update” Jason said quickly before ending the call.

When he came back he found you already eating one of the many baskets of fries and your nose in the book. He sat down across from you again “Any good?” he asked, which had startled you.

“Sorry” he laughed “I didn’t mean to scare you” taking your hand again. “It’s okay, everything alright with Dick?”

“Yeah, he just had a question. But let’s eat I’m starving” picking up some fries himself.

The both of you didn’t really talk much while eating because you were both rather hungry. But finishing in time to catch a showing of Beauty and the Beast that Jason had planned for. During the movie he had his arm around you the entire time, occasionally hearing you hum along to familiar songs.

When it was over you had the biggest smile on your face, ranting about how good it was. So caught up in your own talking you hadn’t realized you were almost back to your humble abode. “I thought we were going to dinner?”

“We are I was just going to drive because of how cold it’s supposed to get tonight. And I want to stop by the Manor really quick to grab somethings.” taking note of how you could see his and your own breath due to the dropping temperature. “Yeah good idea”

Hopping in the passenger seat of Jason’s car you picked out the music. Saying how it was your birthday and it was only fair. Jason raised his hands in defeat and let you blare your playlist. Of which you both jammed to the entire ride.

Sadly having to end one of your favorite songs halfway through because you pulled up to the Manor. Both getting out of the car and walking up to the door. Jason using his key to get in, you found it strange to find a certain Alfred missing. Though you pushed the thought out of your head, figuring he was helping Bruce in the cave or something.

Walking in to find the Manor dark and motionless. Where was everyone?

Walking in farther, going into the living room first. But you about jumped out of your skin when the lights all turned on and everyone yelled a loud ‘SURPRISE!’ at you. You basically jumped into Jason’s arms before letting out a laugh.

“Holy Shit guys! What? Who?” confusedly asking while looking at all the familiar faces of your and Jay’s family and friends.

“Give ya one guess” Roy nodded to a certain boyfriend behind you. Turning to find Jason with a smug smirk on his face. “So that’s why you were so organized today” hitting his arm.

“Ow, that’s what I get for throwing you a party?” Fake wincing at the blow. “No that’s what you get for scaring the hell out of me” laughing before continuing “This is what you get for the party” pulling his lips to yours. Getting a whistle from who you assumed was Roy.

Pulling away you began to hug everyone there. A wide smile on your face as Jason just watched contently. Happy to see you enjoying yourself. “Not bad little bro” Dick placed a hand on Jason’s shoulder. “She really brings out your soft side” this time teasing.

Jason rolled his eyes before laughing. “Yeah, maybe you should take some advice from us. Perhaps you’ll actually keep a girlfriend” he answered back.

“Ouch” Dick winced before laughing.

Upon leaving Dick, Jason came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. “Having fun?” whispering in your ear. Giggling you answered “Yeah, the chili cheese fry table was a nice touch” turning to face him.

He smiled, “Good birthday?” resting his forehead on yours.

You kissed him after giving him a beaming smile and answering “the best.”  

The Crow’s Nest: A few thoughts on Oliver & SW

For those hating on Oliver right now: I feel you. I understand that you’re confused, that a character you just don’t get is making stupid choices.

From my experience with people, everyone is just plain stupid. Including me. I did a stupid thing yesterday that I had to pay the price today. It happens. We are irrational, skeptic, fearful, biased, and imperfect personages. We’re human.

And saying that one person is never at fault is not true. Even if it’s only 1% of the blame, we all make mistakes.

For Oliver, Susan is easy. In 5x05, Human Target comes into play, and tells Oliver that Felicity has moved on, and he should to. HT sets Oliver up to correspond with SW. He tells Oliver that since he’s become Oliver, he tells him that he should go for it.

Oliver goes for it. I mean, HT essentially tells him what to do. Have you ever wanted someone else to make a decision for you? To have your doppleganger to appear out of the sky and say, “Look! Date that one!” And so he takes an easy road. His life is hard. He’s mayor by day, hero by night. When does this guy sleep? 6am to 8am probably. And here is this guy telling him that a beautiful woman is interested in him and he should go for it.

Before he does though, he talks to Felicity.

“ I want you to be happy, and in the spirit of that, I think that you owe it to yourself to find out if what you have with Billy is real, and I owe it to myself to embrace whatever’s next for–for me when I’m not (the GA)”

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Juggling life with martial arts

I just know it’s not just me having a hard time here! I am currently holding onto:

  • My relationship
  • My almost full time job with a 1,5 hour one way commute
  • Getting a driver’s licence
  • My household
  • My volunteer work (Karate related)
  • Regular fysio appointments
  • Oh eh yeah, and my martial arts training..

Does that sound like a lot to you? Well it sure does to me! Especially because my dojo is closed for the summer and I have to travel even further if I want to train properly. 

Note that martial arts ended up pretty much at the bottom of the pile. 
Because that’s the reality of things.

Originally posted by missuchiha

I thought that when school ends, I’d have more time instead of less, what happened?

Well… in school I didn’t have a long commute to school. I didn’t have a relationship and I wasn’t trying to do a lot of things on the side. But when you get older, you want a lot (because you are still young) but there’s a lot you can’t do because you need to do everything correctly. You can’t half ass it (anymore). This just leaves you with less time to do other things. 

So how do you get through the maze of work and still train?

Easy! (Maybe I should take my own advice)

  1. Train at home
    Now this is so obvious it almost hurts. But when you come home after a long day of work and travelling, all you want to do is relax.
    Did you know? Even when you do 5 techniques/kata/etc. just lightly and without force: you are training. You are making the movements instead of sitting stiff on your couch.

  2. Prioritize and make boundaries
    Everything seems to always be more pressing and important than practicing once in a while. But fact is, if your physical and mental health depend on it, you owe it to yourself to train. 
    A few years ago my partner would be sad when I would leave in the summer for practice. 
    Now: Please, go train. I need you happy the rest of the summer as well.

  3. Investigate and plan things ahead
    I always find that seminars and special classes give me a boost in my karate. Pick your battles wisely and look up seminars that are coming up. Plan things at home and make sure you do other things that need to be done in advance (homework, housework, work-work, your choice). If you can’t, ask help and make sure you make it up to them later.

  4. Make the absolute most of your training time in the dojo
    Hi there, this is Captain Obvious speaking.
    Don’t diddle-daddle or chat your precious time away. I know, I KNOW how much fun it can be to get sucked into thoughtful discussions or messing around doing other stuff. Be stern and strict to yourself (and others) and buckle down and put in the work.

  5. Don’t fret if you’re sitting a night at home doing nothing.
    Last one. Relax.
    Allow yourself to relax.
    Don’t scare yourself with thinking how you could be training or how you could be reading a karate book right now! 

    Well, unless you find that relaxing of course..
    Chill out, relax, calm down. Martial arts is for life. 

Originally posted by itadakimasu-letmeeat

You still have plenty of time. No matter if you are reading this when you’re in your teens, 20′s, 30′s, 40′s, 50′s or 60′s. 

There is still time, if you allow yourself to have time. I’ve seen people return to martial arts after 5, 10, or even 28 years. They still progress!

Okay, yeah sure you tell me to chill out but I’m young and I need to make this work NOW. My body won’t hold out forever!

I see what you mean. 

I can’t deny that I feel a difference between every 4/5 years that pass. I know your body ages, changes. And no it won’t hold out forever.

Guess what, your mind can’t hold out either if you put to much pressure on it.

Remember why you started martial arts? Why you continued?
I hope that the answer to that question is: ‘because it’s fun.’

There are always a million things that feel like they should be done NOW. Get an education, get a job, fall in love, etc.

Finding balance

Balancing the things you love and the things you have to do is always difficult. 

Originally posted by intelligent-undead

Try to combine many ‘I have to’s’ with things you like to do. 

Do other tasks during your commute, chill out with a martial arts book, date someone who understands and supports you, be diligent in what you do.

I know it’s tough at times, but you can do it. I believe in you.

PS: this post has been collecting dust for ages in my concepts. I figured I should post it anyways even though it’s not completely up-to-date and accurate anymore. I hope you can find some inspiration from it!

Lost Souls: Searching

Originally posted by ostrichyung

Part Two of Lost Souls; Part 1/Part 2/Part 3

A big thanks to @suhotrashanon and @boymeetsfiction for taking the time to help me edit this story.

What happens when your soulmate is about to marry another?

Sunlight crept through the curtains, shining onto your closed eyes which made you groan in your groggy state. Your head was pounding, the world spinning. An empty wine bottle laid beside you as a reminder from the night before. The crying, the phone calls, and the sappy movies. Your friends had tried to cheer you up, but it wasn’t like they could do much. You had lost your soulmate to another. This was something you couldn’t just get over.  It was safe to say last night was a complete shit show. 

You carefully exited your bed to make your way to your bathroom. Your sight was blurry still from the tears.Reaching that bathroom, you looked at your reflection in the mirror. You looked ghastly. Hair disheveled, looking like it desperately needed to be washed. Your eyes red and puffy. You had clearly not been sleepy by the dark circles under your eyes. You skin looked dull, as if never exposed to the sun’s rays.

You turned on the cold water, splashing some onto your face in an attempt to wake your senses and clean the mess from the night before. There was a ping from the bedroom. Your phone had just received an text. Probably one of your friends making sure you were alive. You placed your hands on the cold stone sink, fighting back the tears. Today was the day Jiho was getting married. How were you going to do this?

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Let me correct a common misconception

It is not better to have anyone than no-one.

It is LITERALLY better to have no-one than to be surrounded by/close to terrible people.  


I have been in both situations and let me tell you, the pain, self hate and general feelings of owing everyone something are 100% worse than feeling lonely.  It takes a while to get used to being alone, but once you do it’s quiet and calm, and even though sometimes you wish you could talk to someone sometimes, the relief of not having to feel like you’re letting someone down/a bad person is physically revitalizing after the initial shock wears off.  You will have space to grow and find yourself as a person, and be that much more comfortable.  Do it.  Take a journey by yourself, even if you don’t travel anywhere, and just… do things that make you happy.  For me it was walks.  I just walked because I didn’t know what to do, and eventually I figured out that my walks always took me to certain places, I always brought home certain things, I always daydreamed about certain fantasies or personal goals.  

Kick that loser out of your life.  Go dream.

We’ll Be The Stars

Characters: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 2,284

Warnings: Implications of suicide. This piece is on the heavier side so if that’s something that might affect you then please keep it in mind

Author’s Note: Sometimes I write, not because I want to tell a story, but because these are the things I wish someone would say to me.

Summary: This life can be a lonely one, wandering from day to day as you fight so hard to stay afloat. There may come a time where you no longer have the strength to keep swimming, and you want nothing more than for the water to take control, pulling you deeper into its embrace as you forget all about the world above. But then a hand reaches out, and suddenly the world doesn’t seem so cold.

It can get hard sometimes.

Life can be so exhausting that it weighs you down, dragging you deeper and deeper into the depths of despair, pulling you further into the cold waters that are full of nothing but bitter ruthlessness. It doesn’t matter how hard you try to escape, limbs fighting with all their might as they try and break free from the clutches of darkness, for you will never be free. The water will hold you tightly in its grasp, watching as it bleeds into your lungs, burning through your body as it makes its way through each and every crevice, marking you, claiming you as its own.

You do not belong to yourself, oh no; you belong to the sea, and it is never letting go.

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Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 894
Warnings: Fluff, drinking

A/N: So this fic series is based on what’s going on in my real life right now; the first 2 - 3 parts will be closely based (if not exactly), then the rest won’t. I hope you guys like it!

Bucky and Reader live across the hall from each other in the same apartment building.

Closing your front door with a thud, you let out a heavy sigh. You couldn’t be happier it was Friday afternoon; work had been crazy all week and didn’t show signs of letting up anytime soon. Stepping out of your heels you freeze as you hear a strange sound coming from your kitchen, like plastic was being moved around. There was someone in your apartment.

You silently reach into your bag, and after a few seconds of searching, your fingers finally find the cold metal of your handgun. Tiptoeing down your front hall, you strain to hear the noise continuing in your kitchen. You take a deep breath before coming around the corner and hold your gun up, positioning it to point at the head of the intruder.

“Hello to you too, doll,” Bucky smirks at you as you release a held breath and lower your gun,

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To my dearest J,

I still think and miss you every passing hour. You are one of my life’s biggest regret. I regret not telling you how your smile instantly brightens up my day. I regret not making you feel the love you deserve. I regret not holding your hands when you most needed it. I regret not telling you how much I love your brown eyes under the sun, how they change colors; it’s magical, it takes me to another world. I regret saying ‘no’ when all that’s in me wanted to scream ‘yes’, I will never forget the face you made after hearing that word. I regret not holding on to you, I regret letting you go. I regret every single day of my life without you in it.

But if there’s one thing I don’t regret, it is knowing your soul and falling deep for it. You are one of the few regrets in my life that I’d gladly take over and over again. So, I owe the world the chance(s) it threw at us.

P.S. - I hope you find peace as I did. I hope you find the happiness you’re looking for. I hope we both learned our lesson and try our best to be someone better for someone different. I hope you don’t stop reaching for our stars, even alone, because I never doubted your potential – you can make a universe out of yourself. Be the kind of person I believed you would be when our eyes first met. Be the brightest star in all the galaxies.

Your fallen star,

(Yes, I actually did (a) poetry book(s) for / about him. Because when you love, you gotta do it with every part of your soul, and give it every beat of your heart.)

Dark's Heart (part 9)

You look at yourself in the mirror. There you are all dressed up for the big day. But when you look in the mirror knowing this is supposed to be the happiest day in your life your not.

You remember how you got to this point. You remember being in the hospital after an accident with some people who were bothering you. The nurse asked you if your boyfriend was coming back when you knew you didn’t have one at that point. While you were recovering your friends visit you and tell you they are sorry for being mean to you and to forgive them. What was most surprising was your ex came and was helping you recover. They insisted they really changed and proved it by helping you back on your feet and really taking care of you. You both begin to rekindle a relationship and then out of the blue you get proposed to after being back together for two months. You said yes thinking everything was better this time around and your ex proved to be better for you. Your parents thought it was way to fast but said they will still support you. And within a next four months you planed the wedding. What was wrong was what you learned what happened the night before.

Your fiancé got to comfortable with someone and made out this someone else while celebrating their last night of “Freedom”. You were so mad but your fiancé told you it meant nothing and it was a mistake and they were drunk. They said not to back out now and said this was too expensive not to go through with. They begged you that it will not happen again and you said it was ok but you lied.

You didn’t tell anyone you both fought and tried to act happy when you got ready and took pictures. The thing was you felt like you didn’t really even love your fiancé. That deep down there was something off. You sit in a chair and take out your phone. You do what you always do to make you feel better, go to YouTube to see some videos. You go to Markipier. You have been a fan for a long time and he always makes you smile. You smile watching him play a new game and smirk when he begins to rage at something. You are about to go to another video but then see your favorite video which was “A Date with Markiplier”. You go to that and go to the path that leads you to see Darkiplier. You on purposely pick the option to stay with Dark as you always do. For some reason since your accident when you see this video it makes you sad. Like you feel a void in your chest and it lingers there even when you finish the video. Every time you see something on Darkiplier you heart aches a little. The shirt you have of him from that event you don’t remember going to makes you feel fuzzy and when you snuggle it you feel better.

You hear a knock at the door and look up to see your mom. “Honey its time.” She smiles at you. She sees you looking at the video. “That one again? I will never understand why you like this guy so much.”

You sit up and smile. “Mom you know me. I have a weird taste in men.”

You are in the front of the doors and feel so nervous. You walk in ready for the wedding. Now you are there with your soon to be partner. They say their vows and while everyone in the crowd is in tears you aren’t. It feels wrong to you but you smile anyway and say yours. Then it is time for the I dos and your fiancé saids it. Then you need to say it but the words don’t come out. You look out to the crowd. Your friends look concerned at your hesitation. Your mom looks at your father and he doesn’t know whats wrong. You tell yourself say it, you made it this far and your parents are actually acting nice to each other for your wedding. You take a deep breath. “I-”

The doors in the front swing open. It startles everyone and they look back to see what is wrong. Dark stands there and fixes his tie and walks up the isle. Your father stands up. “Excuse me who do you think you are!! Your messing my childs wedding.”

Dark looks at him. “Im not the one who gave them trust issues for most of their life.”

You look at Dark in awe. “Ummmm am I seeing things or is this the guy from the video you were just watching?” Your mother is so confused. 

“What the fuck? what the hell is going on!!” Your fiancé yells look very mad at Dark.

Dark stands up to your fiancé. “Your the ex.” He looks at you. “So much for the pep talk we had. O well.” He looks at you.

Your heart pounds and you don’t know why. Was it because it was someone you have been watching online that is not standing infront of you or because his eyes felt like they were taking you in. Dark looked at you like it was the first time in years even it had only been six months. He remembered every feature of your face and was taking it in seeing you dressed so much. “Can I help you?” You ask him head tilt but blushing.

Dark doesn’t say anything. He steps up to you and takes you in his arms and holds you close. He runs his hand down your waist and keeps it on your waist. his other hand goes your back making you shiver. It continues to go up to your cheek and he pulls away to look at you. He puts up his void to stop everything around you both being in your own little bubble. You want to ask him something but don’t when he instantly kisses you.

You feel your whole body melt. He wasn’t just giving you s simple kiss he was literally devouring you. His lips crushing into yours making your lips feel so hot. You don’t stop him and don’t know why. Then you see something. Like your looking at pictures that are covered and the cloths on them slip off revealing a memory. You start remembering things the more he kisses you. Like a veil is being lifted from your mind. Dark pulls back to let you breathe and continues to kiss your neck and nibbles at it softly. You feel like you cant stand anymore and you take a small breath and he comes back to kissing you. He doesn’t hold back and he even goes far enough to lick your lips making your legs feel more like jelly. Then he gives you one long slow kiss moving his lips gently against yours. You finally remember everything having a shield in your head break showing you Dark smiling at you.

Dark holds you away a little to look at you. He didn’t expect you to remember him and just wanted to kiss you after so long. He sees a tear come down your cheek and you lift your hand to his face, caressing it. “Dark…” You whisper.

The way you said his name made his heart swell and ache. “(Y/N)… you remember…” He looks at you and leans in to kiss again but gets stop by a slap to the face.

He lets you go instantly and holds his cheek as it stings. “Yes you indeed remember.”

“You stupid Edgelord!!! Are you kidding me!!! You seriously erased my memories!! O hell no!!! You thought you were helping me by doing that. Gosh you are so stupid for someone who thinks so highly of himself.” You stand up to him and start smacking his chest repeatedly. “You dummy!! Why did you wait so long!! I almost said yet to my ex who still cheated on me before the wedding day. O my god and then here I am this whole time wondering why I always watched your video when deep down I felt like I was missing you a never realized it. But nooooo you couldn’t let it go. You had to make your dramatic entrance and shit like the drama king you are and make out with me. Did it feel good umm hell yes your an amazing kisser but still you are so dam stupid.” You stop smacking him looking down. “Dark… you left me… I didn’t want you to leave and you did… I get it you thought it was best but… it sucked. I freaking hate you for taking those memories from me…” Your crying and look up at Dark. “But that only means how important those memories were to me… I missed you Darkiplier.” You kiss him yourself wrapping your arms around his neck running your fingers through his hair. Then you pull back and he tries to pull you back in then you give him a light smack on the cheek. “Im still pissed at you but it will do for now.”

Dark chuckles. “I expected nothing less. I suppose for my behavior in ruining your happy day I owe you.”

You give Dark a smile. “Now you mention that you did just stop my wedding. We got this chapel, took a while to find catering, sending invitations was a hassle, and I got this nice clothes just for it… and it is going to the dump. However you are saving me from someone who clearly didn’t change their ways and from me getting a really nasty divorce in the future so I say its slightly even.”

“Slightly even?” Dark raises an eyebrow.

“Umm yea. There was a huge cake I’m not going to be able to stuff my face in. That’s like to worse part of this whole thing. Now that breaks my heart.” You hold your chest dramatically wiping a fake tear.

Dark smiles at you and wraps his arms around you. “You really are a unique one.”

“I know right.” You laugh. “Ready for the after math?”

“I live for messing with others happy moments. Don’t you remember?” He snaps his fingers and the people come back. Dark kisses you infront of everyone for them to see. Everyone gasps.

“Im sorry to inform you all but this wedding is canceled due to this one making such a terrible decision in a partner.” Dark saids cooly to the others.

Your ex looks at you and Dark and turns red. “Your a dam slut!! And I was going to give myself to you!!”

“You gave yourself to too many people to count. No to mention you were cheating on (Y/N) with one of their friends for the past three months. Also you did make out with someone else before this day and no you were not drunk I know you weren’t. So kissing me is a blessing compared to the mistake of being married to you.” Dark saids calmly but is clear to have a lot of hate in his tone.

He picks you up in his arms cradling you to his chest. “If you will excuse me I need to take (Y/N) back home with me. Good day.” Dark walks off with you leaving everyone in the chapel speechless. He places you into his car and drives off with you. You look at him the whole time smiling so much because you have him with you now. He takes one hand off the wheel and holds your hand. He peeks at you and he smiles.

“So now what?” You ask him. Dark looks at you and has a certain look in his eye that makes you shiver, in a good way.

“I haven’t been with you for this long and I have been wanting you this whole time. I think I deserve alone time with you now your mine.” Dark makes and evil smile and you blush red.

“Are trying to seduce me sir?” You say playfully.

Dark looks at you and pulls your hand to kiss it. “Isnt it obvious?”

anonymous asked:

Reaction from Jooheon I.M and Minhyuk doing a baby gender unavailing?

Baby Gender Unveiling (Jooheon, I.M & Minhyuk).

Jooheon: Oh my goodness. He would be one giant ball of nerves. The entire time in the car, into the clinic, checking in, waiting for the doctor, laying down and putting the gel on your 7 month belly, his nerves would be through the roof. But as soon as you took his hand and looked into his eyes he knew everything would be okay. You would ask if he was ready, even though knowing him he would say he was no matter what. “I’m ready. It’s been 7 months too long! Show me the gender first. I’m more import-” He wouldn’t be able to finish that sentence because you hit him in the stomach. As soon as the screen was turned and he saw the little arrow pointing to the empty place where a penis should be he jumped for joy. “YES! I KNEW IT WAS A GIRL! SHE IS GOING TO BE SPOILED! MY FIRST- I mean…. our first baby.”

Originally posted by peachyjyp

I.M: He would be calm because he knew that he had you through out this whole process and, he was going to make $60 bucks out of this. When he found out you were pregnant, all the boys placed $10 dollar bets. Except Kihyun because he was “above betting” For I.M the waiting for the doctor to find your baby was to much for him to handle. “Can’t you find her faster?” He would question. Even though you were only 5 ½ months along and it would be hard to find. Suddenly his face fell. There was a penis. “Well baby, looks like you all owe me $10 dollars. I can’t believe you ALL thought it was a girl.” Later that day you bought yourself and your son a nice lunch.

Originally posted by bemineinseoul

Minhyuk: Complete and utter excitement. The first time you told Minhyuk you were pregnant you made sure to tell him twins ran in your family. He wasn’t worried, so when it came time to check the gender he wasn’t worried about a boy or a girl. All he wanted was a healthy wife and baby(ies). The doctor was happy to tell him that everyone was healthy and that there was more than one baby. After the news, he started to cry. Out of fear? Out of happiness? No one knew. You asked he what was wrong and all he said was What did I do to deserve you 3? I don’t deserve such happiness and joy in life. And I can promise you that he talked to both your son and daughter all day long.

Originally posted by mybabyoppa


anonymous asked:

Hi, I literally have no one to talk to about something because i'm ashamed to tell my online friend group and they are the only friends I have. For the past three years since I moved to a different state my life has been a constant decline. My family has become severely poor. It is so hard to live everyday If you don't even know if there's a point. I see no way for us to make a change either. Sometimes I feel like death is a better option. Why live if life is always going to be miserable?

well first of all you shouldn’t feel ashamed to feel this way. when it feels like your life sucks shit sometimes we try and lie to ourselves that it isnt that bad. and thats not really doing ourselves any favors, is it?  Maybe it really is that bad, you know, so i think acknowledging the shittiness of a situation sometimes is kind of like a little bit of the battle.  no matter how much we try to think about happy things, some days, they just suck. The beautiful thing is that you get to wake up and have a whole fresh start, a whole new chance at what tomorrow brings. But here is the thing. i dont know how old you are, but regardless, you’re probably not 80. You have a whole life ahead of you. Who knows what that might entail - that’s something you get to pick though, and no one else. It will not always suck, please trust me. At our darkest hours it is really hard to believe that, and i know im a stranger, but i am a very honest one :). it sounds like it sucks today, but tomorrow, or in two months, or in five years, things might be a lot better. well first off in two months because taylors new music will be out. So there is that to look forward to, for you. But how would you ever know how things might be better this winter, or next spring, or summer, if you weren’t around to experience it?  you would be robbing yourself that chance, and i think that we owe it to ourselves, if no one else, the chance to see what tomorrow, next month, next year brings. Some times it is the simplest things that makes us happy - a song, a favorite place to lay and look at the sun and clouds, a tv show, a long hot shower, a favorite blanket you like to cuddle under. Have you thought about making a playlist that helps you get your mind off things? For me that is one of the most helpful things ever. Find that song or songs that are working for you right now and just listen to it on repeat. You know, sometimes people arent always here for us, but music always is. 

The here and now might be crappy and sometimes change is….. just so scary and awful and hard to bring about. I can relate to that first hand. And it is so overwhelming. Everyone goes through this at some point or another in life. So you are definitely not alone. And also it sounds like you are very strong bc you are able to come here and tell me, so i think that tells me you are a fighter and you want to make things better. i feel that coming through in your words. i feel like you want some advice. And im not a professional at this just a regular person. professionals have way better advice, just saying. but as a normal person just know that i think we can talk about ways we can make some little improvements. 

Anyway lets talk about some ways you can make things a little better. First i think if we make laundry lists of all the problems we are just overwhelming ourselves. So let’s not do that. i think it’s important to break things down into manageable baby steps. That way it does not seem like so much that you just want to put a pillow over your face and scream. What if you look at one way you can make things a little bit better. Can you get a job (i dont know old you are) that might help things financially? Can you get food stamps (they’re called snap here) to help offset the cost of food? Are there relatives you can live with to save on housing? Do you belong to a church that can provide some assistance? it is okay to ask for help. There are people willing to help. 

Anyway, have you talked to your family? they might not know how you are feeling so despondent, and maybe they have some plans in the works to try and make the situation a little bit better. maybe right now is the corner, the turning point, and things are just about to improve. One thing i can tell you is that looking back at the hardest times i have gone through, they have made me more thankful for the good ones. that sounds cheesy and lame but it really is true. 

So come back to me tomorrow, i want to hear about the playlist you made.