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Me: *after being violently obsessed with HUSKERDUST for months* My obsession with this Fictional Gay Couple is over! Thank God, now I can move on with my life! And actually have thoughts about OTHER things wow so exciting didn't have that for quite sometime
*literally like a less then a week past*
Me: Oh what that? A DnD YouTube channel Legends of Avantris? They have popular series Once Upon a witchlight? Sound fun, I should check it out
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Evening study session 🌃
My kind of Friday night 📑
The vilification of Itachi
I don’t usually scroll into the naruto fandom, but i rewatched the entire series this week and i felt like looking at what other people were saying. I was going through the anti-hiruzen hashtag ( because that man deserves the worst and was a horrible person ), when i realised something that was really surprising ( to me at least ). When people take a look at the decimation of the uchiha clan and all that led up to it, they rightfully blame Hiruzen and Tobirama, but also weirdly Itachi. Which is really surprising to me because i’d never seen itachi’s involvement in the massacre as anything but unwilling . Granted, this is a very small portion of the fandom, but it still stuck out to me. So i wanted to give my two cents on it.
First of all let us remember that Itachi Uchiha was 13 at the time of the massacre . 13 . A CHILD. I can guarantee you that he had no say in the final decision or in the long process that led to this decision being made. And whatever power you might argue that he might’ve had, would not have been authentic or truly his own. Itachi was part of the Anbu, and had been since the age of 11. The Anbu were loyal to the village, and were taught to be mindless puppets who obeyed orders without question and pretty much gave up on their identity. What’s worse is that the one controlling the Anbu at the time was Danzo. That is extremely alarming when taking into account the man’s personal relationship with Itachi. We can assume that Itachi has been under Danzo’s titular since his enrolment, given the mans interest in the Sharingan and the fact that he was the one who appointed Itachi as captain and assigned him to the Anbu in the first place. There was no way he had any true say in what happened. He was a puppet. A sword used and then left to die.
What’s more, Itachi was in a position, where he either had to take his clans life, or see his village plunged to war. It was literally said that “ an Uchiha coup would lead to intervention from other villages and ultimately start another World War”. As someone who was present during the third shinobi war and was heavily traumatized by it how was he supposed to support that. He started acting as the third hokage’s spy, because he wanted to find a peaceful solution . But that was impossible. On one hand the Uchiha’s had been oppressed since the beginning of the villages foundation and were rightfully outraged and fed up. On the other hand, the third Hokage who was unwilling to resolve that issue, was enabling his council who were asking for a military response . Do y’all see the position he is in? Once again, Itachi was a child when all of this was happening . Can you imagine the sort of pressure that is for a 13 year old? Asked to join in a revolution against a system you’ve been groomed to follow since your earliest years, a revolution that will very well lead to a world war; or tasked with the extermination of your entire family in the name of protecting the village.
Itachi was a child failed by all the adults around him, and was put in a position he never should’ve been in. He didn’t deserve any of it, and while i do understand people’s outrage at what happened to the Uchiha’s ( i get it i am very much against all of it too), i truly believe that people’s anger is misguided .
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OMG OMG OMG I CANT BELIEVE!!!!
I-
Am speechless 😭😭😭😭
And this was purely after 12 am thoughts 😭😭😭 can't believe it, you like this one shot sm 😭😭😭 makes me so happy
Tum se hi
“Jeonghan one shot”
Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan x female reader
Genre: fluff [desi setting]
Warnings: no warnings
Word count: 1.1 K
Author’s Note: I am back with another husband Jeonghan imagine, this was actually quite impulsive, and I wrote this at 1 am. I have no idea if this whole imagine made sense or not, but i hope you enjoy reading this small fluff. And i was writing while reading this song, somewhere I felt like this described how much Jeonghan loved her. AND IT’S NOT PROOFREAD
happy reading :)
I walked out of the bathroom and saw, Noor getting ready, more like wearing the red saree. Somewhere I was lost, inside her when she was fixing her saree, and her hair was done with a pretty bun, with her curtains bangs out and making her look so beautiful, as if I was smitten by her beauty. She was literally glowing.
The way her fingers were trying to fix her saree slowly; it reminded me of the day I first saw her in a saree, and she wore a red saree at that time as well. It wasn’t at our wedding, but it was at peheli rasoi. Considering we saw each other in marriage, and the look on her face, made me realize that there was some missing part in my life that I was searching for and I found it right infront of me. The way she looked at me through the flower curtain before signing and saying ‘qubool hai’ three times, was the first time I heard her voice and my heart told me how I would be hearing it for the rest of my life, how I would be waking up to this voice and ending my day with it.
I was still when she moved her hands to fix her pallu, I was still lost in her. She was trying to pin her pallu, but it wasn’t working. I walked towards her, when she looked so focused in her saree.
I held the pallu and she looked at me through the mirror, she looked taken aback, her eyes told me she didn’t expect me to be here. She was about to say something, “let me” and she nodded.
Once her pallu was pinned and she looked at the mirror, my heart almost skipped beat when our fingers touched, she was looking so breathtaking. How does she pull off to look this pretty every time. “and ho gaya yeh” (and it’s done)
“thank you”
“aapke liye kuch bhi” (anything for you) and the smile when she is flustered on her face was something that meant a lot to me. I saw her move her hands to pick up the chain, but I was fast to pick it up. How could I let her do everything when she looked so fine and pretty but mine?
I held her shoulder, and she looked so flustered when I put the chain around her neck, I could say she couldn’t say a single thing because she was very flustered. This was probably the first time I was helping her to get ready, it’s always her who gets ready even before I can admire her in the morning and sometimes I am so thankful for some events or festivals when I see her getting ready in the morning wearing saree or kurti-patiyala or sharara. I love the way she takes my breath away.
“aaj kya ho gaya, you’re helping me today?” (what happened to you today, you're helping me?) she smiled at me, I won’t lie when I say she looks the prettiest when she smiles.
“chain pehena raha hun aapko” I took a pause and told her what my heart wanted to say “Aur itni sundar jo lag rahi hain, thore hi aapko sab karne de sakta hun. Mujhe bhi thori aapki khubsurati ko niharne ka mauka den” she was flustered again. I picked her earrings which were on the dressing table, I helped her with them. Earrings just added lives to my life. If only words could help me describe how much she looked like mine.
I saw the kamarband and picked it up, she was surprised, “Yeh aap kya- I cut her off pulling her waist and then putting the kamarband around her waist. I was too focused on her.
Once I was done, it reminded me how she loved wearing payal and I would definitely want her to wear payal today, afterall she looked so beautiful and I could take my eyes off her “Stay here and give me a second” she nodded. I went to open the wardrobe where I kept the new payal I bought for her. I was waiting for the right time and I won’t get a better time than this.
I went to her and showed her the payal, she almost gasped, “Aapke liye laya tha” (bought this for you)
“Thank you” and her smile was worthless, even millions of diamonds wouldn’t be able to buy her smile, probably because her smile was worth my life.
I bent down and gestured her to keep her foot on my thigh, so that I could put the payal on her. Jab bhi woh payal pehen k chalti thi, mujhe lagta tha meri zindagi chal rahi hai aur mai apni zindagi k samne jhukne k liye bhi taiyaar hun
Once she gave me her feet and I put the payal around her, I got up and looked at her. Admiration was the first thing I could do and it felt surreal that she was mine. Then came love, and she was the perfect definition of love. It felt like my life got meaning ever since she came into my life, her presence was the reason why I was standing here and falling in love with her every second.
I was looking at her eyes and it felt like I was lost in her eyes, her eyes were telling me something with love, we don’t need words to confess or tell that we are falling in love, actions speak louder than words. “aapko payal pasand toh ai na?” she nodded and smiled, “thank you so much” I took a step closer to her and tugged her hair strands and couldn’t resist myself from saying “kitni sundar lag rahi hain aap” She looked at me and gave me a smile.
Oh my gosh. One look at her right now and I realized how much I love her, can she even tell how much I already love her?
God forbid me from falling this hard for her.
I gave her my smile subconsciously while I had her thoughts about how I fell in love with her the moment I saw her behind the flower curtains during our nikah. And how everything she does makes me fall in love with her over again
And in a blink I felt her lips on mine briefly. She ran away even before I could react, my fingers went to touch my lips where she kissed me; I was just standing there processing that she just kissed me like that and ran away even before I could kiss her back.
I ran out of the room, in the hope I would catch her before she could go downstairs, I noticed she was near the staircase and pulled her by her arm, “Where are you running away?” I leaned towards her and kissed her before she could say a single word. I pulled her closer by her waist, she couldn’t just steal my first kiss like that.
Once I let her go, I looked at her, she was way too flustered to speak a single word, so I decided to speak up “I know itni sundar hoke jaa rahi hain, par meri hi hoke wapas aana, meri jaan” and I kissed her once again.
Nothing could describe how much I love her.
Gabe: Everyday I get reminded how Cole is no longer a child...
Jack: what do you mean?
Gabe: He was making something called a "valentines cream pie" in the kitchen, he asked me to record it for him and the whole time he was baking the dirty jokes just kept pouring out of his mouth... *pulls out his phone*
Jack: He's definitely not the embarrassed teen we took in...
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why was he making things harder than they needed to be? nicole was already having a hard time trying not only to convince herself but also dolph that things between them were over. that the only person in her life that she loved now was john. but that couldn't have been further from the truth. ever since he came back into her life, everything had changed. every feeling that she ever had for him came rushing back to her, her heart physically ached for him in more ways than one and she wished with all of her heart that she could end things with john and be with dolph. because she truly believed he was her soulmate. he always had been. he cupped her face in his hands and she couldn't look at him in that moment. she refused to. but it wasn't just that, their lips were just inches away from the other and his eyes, they were desperate, they were searching for hers. and now she kept her gaze locked on him, her own eyes full of so much pain and agony. ❝ you're making this a lot harder than this needs to be, dolph. what if i admit that you're right. what if i admit that i love you more than anything else in thsi world? and that i have been missing your stupid ass since you left me. and yes, maybe john doesn't compare to what you and i had. but he hasn't left me. and he's been making sacrifices for me. am i supposed to leave a man that loves and adores me more than his own life for someone that may just walk out that door again? ❞ tears start forming in her eyes now, desperately wanting to know the answer to her question. because if he answered her truthfully, maybe she could have taken him back. but at what cost? losing the most amazing man she had ever come to know? or so she thought, until dolph was standing there, placing a hand on her heart, which she was sure he could feel beating so fast. her own hand now, touching the side of his face, trying her best not to completely fall apart. ❝ i love you, dolph. i love you more than i ever thought i could love anyone. and if you can honestly tell me, that you will be here, that you won't leave me like you did in the past - i will consider giving you a second chance. promise me. ❞
he'd never be able to forgive himself for walking away from everything they had; fame & money gone to his head until he'd lost everything he really cared about with nikki caught in the crossfire. he was young then, stupid, didn't know what he had when he had it. every single day he wished he could go back, fix what he broke, hold on tight to the only person who ever really loved him. a love like they had only came once in a lifetime & maybe that's why he's convinced himself that what she has with john can't POSSIBLY compare. nobody could love her as much as he does, of that he's certain. he couldn't bear seeing them together anymore. ' sometimes i think i still do. ' it echoes in his head, heart aches in his chest & he swears he can't breathe ⸻ it's the only encouragement he needs to lunge forwards, hands moving to hold onto her face.
lips are mere inches from hers as he keeps her close, eyes begging, PLEADING with her to just give him one more chance. he may not be deserving of her forgiveness, but he knows damn well that he'd treat her better than john ever could. ❛ you can't act like you don't miss us. i know you do. i know you don't mean it when you call him your soulmate. you know it too. i love you, stephanie, so much i can hardly stand it. i can't stand by anymore & watch you waste your life with some guy that doesn't love you the way you deserve. ❜ it's a last ditch effort when he grabs her hand again, places it over his heart: every beat is for her & her alone, even if she refuses to take him back. at least he'd know that he tried the best he could.
I never thought a broken heart hurt so much.. But he killed me twice
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WHAT THE FREAK ME MENTION??????BRO IM SO SILLY CREATURE TF😭😭😭😭😭😭/POS
IGNORE the bad hand
You are gonna get so gotten.
omg it's word time ummm
chair.
Ellie you bastard you managed to send the one word I haven’t used. FOUR FUCKING CHAPTERS AND I HAVENT USED THE WORD CHAIR