"I Love You!" He Practically Screamed As To Make His Point Go Across.

"I love you!" He practically screamed as to make his point go across.

She shook her head as she smiled softly, suppressing the tears that were about to fall as she took his hands. "But you love her more."

And it was true.

No matter how much he wanted to love the woman in front of him, he loved someone more. It was unfair.

He closed his eyes as a sob escaped his lips. "I want to love you," He whispered as he placed his forehead on hers.

"I know," She whispered back with a sad smile. "But we aren't to be."

With that, she left him.

Random HP Headcanon (Cuz I felt like it)

Anyways, so I have this headcanon that EVERY SINGLE TIME it's the start of the school year and Harry is going to send his kids off to Hogwarts, he's going to pull a Molly and be like "What's the platform again dear?" real loudly just in case a Muggleborn doesn't know what to do and Ginny, knowing what her husband is doing would just reply with "Platform 9¾, dear" cuz Harry knows how it felt when he first came to Kong's Cross and didn't know what to do so he wanted to help any Muggleborns or just general wizard/witches that doesn't know how to get to the platform in any way possible

I dunno - just thought about it last night and yeah

I feel like a fool but hey! It wouldn't hurt to try-

May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨

"It's cute how you think I'm a pawn when in reality, I'm the Queen."

— Amelia Moon

"You're a devil!" They exclaimed as they watched her with fear in their eyes.

"Oh, honey," She spoke softly as she stared at her enemy dead in the eye, a smirk on her lips and bloodlust in her eyes. "I'm no devil."

Before her enemy could even blink, she was already right next to them and leaning to whisper in their ears.

"I'm the Queen of Hell."

Honestly this made me cry so much and it's just so well written, I love it. I haven't exactly been ghosted before (Something I feel incredibly happy for since I don't really think I can handle such pain) but I remember how I almost ghosted a friend without explanation. We were friends but we weren't the closest. We met through a mutual friend and yeah. So, when I entered high school, I saw her. I tried to be friends with her and get closer but we were just so different and had little to no mutual interest that it was hard. One day I just started to avoid her after I heard that she had apparently been saying bad things about me behind my back and whenever she asked me about it, I bluffed because I didn't know what to say and I honestly didn't want to ask and confirm that she had been going behind my back. But then a day or two after I started, I saw her looking sad but her new friends helped her cheer up and. . . Honestly I felt horrible. What kind of person was I? How could I do that to her? I was her friend, granted not exactly a close one, and yet I did this to her? That was so so wrong. Even if she had been going behind my back, she at least deserved some form of explanation. So I had called her. Set up a meeting and all.

When the time came and we met up, it was so hard. She's been there for me for so long and it hurt to talk as if this was it. Even if we weren't close, she had been someone who was always there for me. Whenever everything in my life wasn't the best, I could always count on her being there. Maybe not to exactly cheer me up but she was there. She was always there. I remember how we had talked and how hurt she was when I had told her that maybe it was time for us to part ways. I remember feeling so awful and almost just telling her to just forget about it and this was all just a prank but then a new friend of mine came in and just stood there. They didn't say anything, they were just there, giving me comfort and grounding me. Their presence had calmed me and I was able to tell my used to be friend what I truly really felt. I manged to give our friendship some form of closure and managed to make her realize that yeah, it was time for us to part ways. She was happier with her new friends, it was obvious. They had a lot of things in common and while yes, I do know her better than they do, it just wasn't the same. She already acted as if they were sisters with her new friends and looked so happy. They gave her happiness she deserved, happiness I couldn't ever give. And she noticed how relaxed I was with my new ones. How I always had a spark in my eyes whenever I talk to my new friends or how free I looked when I was with them. And I guess she realized that even if we do have a long history, it was alright for us to part. And that we did. We hugged and promised to still be there for each other, a friend outside our new friends, before parting ways. To this day, whenever I pass by her, I always give her a nod and she nods back. It became a mutual understanding for us that we will always have each other. That even if we do have new friends and aren't joint to the hip like we used to, we can still count on turning to each other for comfort.

Sorry for the ramble but this story really reminds me of that and made me realize more than ever the amount of damage I could've caused her if I didn't gain the courage to give her, us the closure we needed. And honestly? I feel glad. Glad that I was able to face my fears and tell her what U truly feel so we can move on to the new chapter of our lives. Sure it hurt to lose a friend like her, a friend who knows my entire life. But it wasn't as if I was truly losing her. Just because we don't talk as often as we used to doesn't mean we're no longer friends. Because we still are friends. I still have her and she still has me. We just have different lives now, that's all.

This story is awesome and even though I have already learned not to ever do that again, this just made me remember that and made me realize how lucky I am that no one had ever done that to me before. Reading this made me wonder if, within the few days of me ghosting her, she had felt like this. Like I had just forgotten our friendship and treated her like trash. Now I just feel so thankful that my past self wasn't stupid and learnt to step up the the challenge and face her fears. Such a beautifully written story and I applaud you 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

How to get over being ghosted ? - Batfam x Reader

Synopsis : Batsis got ghosted… Without closure, it’s so hard to get over something. Thankfully, she has a very supportive family that will do anything in their power to make her feel better, and heal (“No Jason, we are not killing them…Damian, don’t encourage him please… What ? Not you too, Dick ?!” haha).

Therapeutic story hahaha. Bonus one too, written fast in thé spur of the moment. Still planning on posting that fake boyfriend story this week-end no worries ;). This is for anyone who ever got ghosted. Hope you’ll like it ! :

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“Sometimes, losing a friend hurts more than getting dumped” is something you heard once, but you can’t remember where. You don’t know where it’s from…

But what you know is, that yes. Yes. A friendship break-up can, more often than not, be even worst than “just” a break-up. 

Platonic love isn’t talked about enough, in today’s society. You always felt that way. Platonic love is so important…You know that, because you also know you couldn’t live without your family. 

Platonic love, friendships. It’s so important, to someone’s personal balance.  

Contrary to popular belief, being a Wayne and making friends didn’t really go well together. 

Having a large following which included people liking you because you’re rich and/or famous, people getting close to you by interest, people having this wrong idea of who you are and thinking they know you because they saw you on TV once…Yes. But friends ? Hard to come by. Very hard. 

Of course, you made friends over the years with other vigilantes. The Young Justice was full of some of your closest friends. The Teen Titans too. You were close to them, your best friend was a superhero…But at times, you needed to turn off from this world. 

You loved your friends. Loved them. But sometimes, you had to get away from this vigilante business, get away from saving the planet, and hanging out around people who could crush you with their pinky. 

Sometimes, you craved a little normalcy. 

Actually, this was a topic you talked about a lot, with your superhero friends. “Normalcy”. Wanting to be a normal teen, having a normal boring life…

It was not easy, to be so young and to have so many responsibilities. But the powers you had, or the families you were born in, gave them to you wether you wanted them or not. Didn’t mean you wouldn’t look for a semblance of normalcy sometimes. 

All of your friends from “work” (but really they were more than just that, it was just a running inside joke between all of you) had at least one “civilian” friend. But none of them were a “Wayne”…

And so you turned to the online world. 

And you met *put the name of someone you really hate here haha*. 

She had a normal life, normal problems…And she didn’t see you for just a rich kid whose Dad owned half of Gotham. She liked you for you. 

You had long talk. Every day. About everything, but mostly about common interests. You had so many things in common, and sometimes it felt she was reading your mind. Or was it the other way around ? 

After a while of course, you met in real life, since she was also a Gothamite. And it was still great. Nothing was awkward. You became real, true friend. 

Platonic relationships are so important. You can find your friendship soul mate. You were always so sure of it. But ah, even you, daughter of “the greatest detective in the World”, could get fooled. Could make mistakes and misjudge people. Because this dear friend of yours, the one that grounded you in reality very often, when your world was full of superpowers, crazy psychos and sleepless night…Well. One day. 

One day, she erased you from her life. With no explanations.

Poof.

She was gone.  

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