''you're perfect as you are; just stay a minute here with me''

R: Their s/o calls them during a breakdown while they’re busy.

Requested by anonymous:

Could you do bts reaction when their gf call them while they’re in practice/studio abd cry (breakdown) in the line and asking them to come home bc they’re her only family and how they’ll handle the situation?

A/N: I love suffering :) got nothing else to say, enjoy !

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÷ Sentence Starters
  • "I was born inside a small town."
  • "Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride."
  • "And when the world's against me, is when I really come alive."
  • "I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up."
  • "I look in the mirror, questioning what I've become."
  • "I'm well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me."
  • "I am happy on my own so here I'll stay."
  • "I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs."
  • "I chased the picture perfect life, I think they painted it wrong."
  • "I think that money is the route of all evil, and fame is hell."
  • "Ain't nobody want to see you down in the dumps."
  • "You're living your dream and this should be fun."
  • "I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become."
  • "I guess you know I've been away."
  • "Where I'm heading, who knows?"
  • "My heart will stay the same."
  • "I was younger then."
  • "I found my heart and broke it here."
  • "I can't wait to go home."
  • "I miss the way you make me feel."
  • "We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill."
  • "Had my first kiss on a Friday night... I don't reckon I did it right."
  • "Maybe I came on too strong."
  • "Maybe I waited too long."
  • "Maybe I played my cards wrong."
  • "Baby I apologise for it."
  • "I've been known to give my all."
  • "Don't call me baby unless you mean it."
  • "Don't tell me you need me if you don't believe it."
  • "So let me know the truth before I dive right into you."
  • "You're a mystery."
  • "I have traveled the world and there's no other girl like you."
  • "What's your history?"
  • "Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? 'Cause I heard you do."
  • "The club isn't the best place to find a lover."
  • "Girl, you know I want your love."
  • "Your love was handmade for somebody like me."
  • "I may be crazy, don't mind me."
  • "Boy, let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put that body on me."
  • "I'm in love with the shape of you."
  • "We push and pull like a magnet do."
  • "I'm in love with your body."
  • "Now my bedsheets smell like you."
  • "Although my heart is falling, too, I'm in love with your body."
  • "I never knew you were the someone waiting for me."
  • "We were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was."
  • "I will not give you up this time."
  • "Darling, just kiss me slow."
  • "Darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know."
  • "She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home."
  • "We are still kids, but we're so in love."
  • "I know we'll be alright this time."
  • "Be my girl, I'll be your man."
  • "I see my future in your eyes."
  • "I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "I know I have met an angel in person."
  • "You look perfect tonight."
  • "Baby, I just want to dance."
  • "She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar."
  • "You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool."
  • "She kissed me like there was nobody else in the room."
  • "I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine."
  • "I swear I'm going to put you in a song that I write."
  • "You look happier."
  • "I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours."
  • "Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain't nobody love you like I do."
  • "Promise that I will not take it personal if you're moving on with someone new."
  • "You look happier, you do, my friends told me one day I'll feel it, too."
  • "I'll smile to hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you."
  • "Everything's reminding me of you."
  • "You're happier, aren't you?"
  • "I know that there's others that deserve you, but my darling, I am still in love with you."
  • "I know I was happier with you."
  • "I knew one day you'd fall for someone new."
  • "If he breaks your heart like lovers do, just know that I'll be waiting here for you."
  • "Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means."
  • "But I heard he makes you happy so that's fine by me."
  • "I'm just keeping it real."
  • "I'll be trying not to double tap, from way back, cause I know that's where the trouble's at."
  • "Let me remind you of the days when you used to hold my hand and when we sipped champagne."
  • "I guess if you were Lois Lane, I wasn't superman, just a young boy trying to be loved."
  • "If it was meant to be, you wouldn't be calling me up trying to fuck."
  • "I'm positive that he don't wanna know about me."
  • "I know you're missing all this kind of love."
  • "In the back of the club kissing a boy that ain't him."
  • "You're still a young girl trying to be loved."
  • "When you're with him I know you're lonely."
  • "Please, remember you're still free, to make the choice and leave."
  • "She is the sweetest thing that I know."
  • "You should see the way she holds me when the lights go low."
  • "Oh we're in love, aren't we?"
  • "I feel safe when you're holding me near."
  • "Love the way that you conquer your fear."
  • "You know hearts don't break around here."
  • "Spent my summer time beside her, and the rest of the year the same."
  • "She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home."
  • "I'm not scared of passing over or the thought of growing old, because from now until I go, every night I'll kiss you."
  • "We could change this whole world with a piano."
  • "I'm just a boy with a one-man show."
  • "Love could change the world in a moment."
  • "The revolution's coming, it's a minute away."
  • "I know, I'm all for people following their dreams."
  • "The future's in the hands of you and me."
  • "You are the one, girl."
  • "How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?"
  • "So tell me that you love me, too."
  • "We were sat upon our best friend's roof, I had both of my arms round you, watching the sunrise replace the moon."
  • "We were sitting in a parked car, stealing kisses in the front yard."
  • "I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up."
  • "A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved."
  • "I hope that I see the world as you did."
  • "A life with love is a life that's been lived."
  • "I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine."
  • "We're going somewhere where the sun is shining bright."
  • "You're like something that God has sent me."
  • "I lost my shoes last night, I don't know where I put my keys."
  • "I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time."
  • "My heart is breaking at the seams and I'm coming apart now."
  • "Always say what's on your mind."
  • "I was twenty four years old when I met the woman I would call my own."
  • "Her daddy said, 'No, you can't marry my daughter.'"
  • "I'm gonna marry the woman I love."
  • "Never had I seen such beauty before."
  • "I never worried about the king and crown."
  • "I gave all my oxygen to people that could breath."
  • "I gave away my money and now we don't even speak."
  • "I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me."
  • "Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels."
  • "I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills."
  • "All the ones that love me, they just left me on the shelf."
  • "So before I save someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "I'm here again, between the devil and the danger."
  • "Before I blame someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "Before I love someone else, I've got to love myself."
you can't deny you're looking for the sunset

Admittedly, the first thing he thinks of when Beth tells him of the opportunity in National City is not the promise of growth. It’s not putting Biomax at the forefront, in the spotlight where he’s tried to hold them in for years.

(Just one breakthrough, that’s all he needed.

Years of modifying and rethinking, and then-

Then it happened in a matter of months that he can barely recall past a blur.)

It’s Lena Luthor.

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ldontevenknow  asked:

Hey Cap! I figured it out hahahaha my fiancé is being deployed w the army and will be gone for a year.. and I'm already thinking about her return... do you think you could write a Sanvers reunion.. maybe Maggie goes away for an extended amount of time due to work and comes back and her and Alex make up for lost time.. You're the best!

It’s been three hundred ninety days, thirteen hours, twenty-six minutes, and fifteen… no, twelve seconds.

Since Alex last saw Maggie on anything other than a pixelated screen. Since Alex last heard her voice without static. Since Alex last felt her skin on hers, fell asleep in her arms, held her when she cried.

Three hundred ninety days, thirteen hours, twenty-five minutes, and thirty-two seconds.

And Alex Danvers is shaking with nerves.

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You're my home/Part 2

Warnings: Reader is a young single mom. 

Notes: I’m glad that you like the first part guys! This is probably going to become a series, are you excited?? Tell me what do you think, hope you like it!!

Oh, and the title will make sense in the next parts of the story.

Part 1


“Hey (Y/N)!” You heard someone by your side and smiled when you saw that it was Cliff. He took you to a room in the hotel, next to the big auditorium where the panel would happen. The fans weren’t aloud to go there, but the cast didn’t stay there either, so normally people of the production passed through it. It had some food tables and some couches in there. You were sitting in one, with Lottie sleeping in your lap. “So, the photos were revealed. Here you go.” He said extending you three pitcures. You remembered taking just two….

“Thank you!” You said happily and looking at them, your heart melting. The first one was the one in which Lottie was in Jared’s arms and he and Jensen were hugging you; you didn’t see anything different in the second one at a first glance, but then you saw that Jensen wasn’t smiling at the camera, he was looking at you with adoration in his face. Your heart sped up, and you decided to see the other picture before you passed out. The third one you hadn’t seen Chris take. It was the exact moment when Jared entered the room, Lottie was in Jensen’s arms but with her arms extended to Jared, both with big smiles. 

“They’re beautiful…” You said and Cliff smiled.

“Glad you like it… The panel will start in 5 minutes, and since all the chairs are already occupied, Jensen said that if you wanted to see it backstage…” Cliff said and you opened your mouth in surprise, Jensen himself offered for you to stay backstage?? Was this really happening?

“Yeah, of course.” You said nodding with your head. 

“Great, you just have to pass thought that door, and turn on the first right. I must go, have fun.” He said and waved goodbye. “Oh, I almost forgot the VIP card.” He handed it to you and you thanked him. You slowly shook Lottie to wake her up, and she opened her dark green eyes yawning. 

“We have to go, okay?” You said and she nodded, still a little confused and sleepy. You put the photos in your bag, and with your daughter in your arms, you got up following the directions that Cliff gave you. You entered the backstage area and immediately saw Jared kissing Genevieve, his wife, and Jensen’s face lit up when your eyes connected. He was already coming in your direction when Jared tapped his shoulder pointing at the stage. Jensen waved to you before entering the stage with his friend. You saw Genevieve and Felicia, a.k.a, Charlie Bradbury talking, and although you really admired them as actresses too, you were too shy to go talk to them. 

You could hear all the fans screaming, and you sat in one chair that was around and that gave you a perfect view of the stage. After ten minutes, Lottie started to really wake up. She sat in your lap, slowly rubbing her eyes.

“Hey there.” You said and she sighed.

“Hi” She said looking around. “I’m hungry.” 

“You want milk?” You asked and she nodded. You put her in the ground and noticed how she was looking fixedly at the stage. You got her formula, putting it in her baby bottle and shaking it before handing it to her. 

“Mommy look! It’s Charlie!” She said stopping what she was doing and you frowned. Before you could stop her, she ran into Felicia and started to talk to her. 

“Lottie!” You said going after her. “I’m so sorry” You said to Felicia and Genevieve. 

“No problem! She was telling me that ours names are the same.” Felicia said and she smiled down at Lottie. 

“But mommy calls me Lottie.” Your daughter said. “But i’m Charlotte.” She explained and the woman laughed. 

“Are you new in the production? I’ve never seen you around.” Genevieve said politely and you shook your head. 

“I’m actually a fan… Lottie was sleepy and Cliff brought me to a quiet room, and he said if I wanted to watch the panel, I could do it from here.” You explained a little embarrassed summarizing the story. 

“How cool! I’ve never had this luck, I’m actually so unlucky.” Felicia said sighing and when you saw, you, Felicia and Genevieve were talking like you were old friends. Both had adored Lottie, and Genevieve told you about her son Tom and that she was pregnant with their second child, which surprised you a little because she hadn’t told the midia yet. You told them that you got pregnant when you were just 19 and how difficult it had been to raise Lottie alone. 

You didn’t see the panel very well, but it didn’t matter, you talked to two amazing actress and you couldn’t be happier. You heard the fans getting noisier, and Jensen and Jared entering the backstage area again. Oh, the panel had ended… You really didn’t want this to end. 

“Hey! I see you met (Y/N)” Jared said smiling, putting his hand in his wife’s shoulders. 

“Hi (Y/N)!” Jensen said getting closer before you could say anything to Jared. “Had fun?” 

“Definitely.” You answered smiling to him, noticing that Felicia was with Lottie in her arms showing her around to some people and Genevieve was talking to Jared. “You were amazing out there” You said reffering to the parts of the panel that you saw and he smiled. 

“Thank you, it’s always so fun doing panels.” He said. “I see that Lottie has become quite the celebrity around here.” He said pointing to your daughter who was talking to some girls while holding Felicia’s hand.

You smiled looking at her, and because of that you missed the smile he gave while looking at you. Jensen opened his mouth but was was interrupted by Jared before he even started to talk.

“Sorry to interrupt guys.” Jared said standing next to them. “But we don’t know where to go to dinner… Someone suggested a sushi place called Makishi. You in, J?”

“Oh, that place is falling apart.” You said without thinking. Shit. Who were you to tell them where they could or couldn’t go?

“Really? Well, good you told us, you have any suggestions (Y/N)?” Jared said interested and you were surprised that they were actually considering your opinion.   

“Hm there’s is great sushi place next to where I live, and a very good pasta house around there too.” You said including the pasta restaurant where you worked, not really trying to advertise it since it was truly nice. 

“I guess we should give it a try.” Jensen said looking at Jared and he nodded. You told him the name of the restaurants and he went away to tell everyone about the new location they would all go have dinner. “You want to go (Y/N)? I imagine you haven’t eaten yet.” Jensen said and you frowned. Was he really inviting you to go have dinner with the entire cast? An ordinary fan like you? You gulped, feeling your heart speed up. 

“Mommy!” You heard by your side, and you both laughed because of the interruption, looking at the little girl still holding Felicia’s hand. “Mommy!” She said again running to your arms and you bent down to pick her up. “I wanna go home…” She said with a pout, and you sighed looking at Jensen, and he understood. You wouldn’t be able to have dinner with them.

“Felish, Jensen, let’s go” Jared yelled from the other side of the room.

“Well, it was a pleasure to meet you (Y/N), you too Lottie.” Felicia said giving you a hug and squeezing your daughter’s hands, who gave her a kiss on the cheek, making her melt. You said the same to her, and she went away.

“Do you need a ride?” Jensen asked not being able to stop himself. This had never happened with a fan before, not even when he found some girl really beautiful, and he couldn’t understand why he was doing that, but he did realize that he didn’t want you to go away, he didn’t want this to end. 

“Thank you, but I’m with my car. If you guys want though, I could show you the way since the restaurant is next to my house.” You said struggling and again, you were interrupted by Jared. 

“Jensen we are 5 to go in Cliff’s car, can you go with Danny?” Jared said referring to another security guard, and your throat was starting to ache in an attempt to stop yourself from offering him a ride. He wouldn’t want to go with you, not without any security. Lottie smiled to Jared and he smiled too asking you if he could pick her up. You nodded and she went to his arms. “(Y/N) I’m sure that my friend over here already invited you, but you’re more than welcome to come with us.” Jared said making an involuntary smile appear in your face.
“I appreciate the invitation, but I really need to go home…" 

"Hmm… (Y/N), since you’re going to guide us to the place, do you think that I can go with you in your car?” Jensen asked and you almost passed out.
“Of course.” You said and he smiled to you. 

“Great! You sure you can’t go?” Jared asked making you nod and point to the little girl in his arms. “Oh I understand, a shame though. But let’s get going?” He said and you and Jensen nodded. You got Lottie from his arms, and Jared went in a different direction to go meet the rest of the crew.  

You bend down to get your bag with all yours and Lottie’s stuff, but Jensen was faster, picking it up from the floor for you. 

“Thank you.” You said with a small smile and you felt your cheeks burn. He smiled and you two went in silence through a different way, from which you had arrived, and through a private corridor so the fans wouldn’t see you three. You got in your car, adjusting Lottie in her baby seat while Jensen put your bag in the trunk. What a situation with your favorite actor that you never imagined yourself in.

“Cliff is waiting for us just outside the parking lot.” He said while looking at his phone and you nodded. You started driving, already seeing Cliff’s car up ahead.
“Mommy, put the duck song!” Lottie screamed from the back seat of the car, and you gave Jensen a sheepish smile as he laughed loudly.

“I’m sorry…”

“Sorry for what? I love the duck song!” He said excitedly, looking back to where Lottie was and she laughed. You turned the radio while you were leaving the parking lot, seeing Cliff’s black car following you. Lottie started to sing the song and Jensen tried to follow the music, dancing and making faces with her. You and Lottie were laughing hard. Oh god, he was such a wonderful man… But after some songs and lots of laughing, she started to get tired. You turned the volume down, and soon she was passed out.

“Is her name really Lottie, or is it just a nickname?” He asked curious.

“Nickname. Her name is Charlotte.” You said and he smiled looking at her again. 

“Well, she is adorable.” He said repeating what he had said in the photo Op, making you smile proudly. “So (Y/N), tell me, were you born here in the city?”

“Oh no, I was born in Illinois.” You said.

“And why did you move?” He asked and you twisted your lips.

“Hmm… My family didn’t support me when I got pregnant, and I decided to move away from them. Different life, you know?” You said and he sighed.

“Yeah, I know. But you were of age when you had her, weren’t you?” He asked a little confused. 

“Well, yeah, but I was 19. Still too young to earn their acceptance, apparently.” You said struggling and he let a little gasp of surprise. 

“19?” He asked surprised and you looked at him smirking slightly.

“Why, do you think I look that old?” You said messing with him and he smiled, a little embarrassed. This was definitely not what he was implying. 

“Quite the contrary.” He started. “It’s just that you’re so mature… So responsible with your daughter” He said, a warm tine in his voice and you sighed. 

“I guess I just have to be, there is no time to be reckless with a little child. Actually, this is the first time in a long time that I’ve gone out to make something for me.” You said and he looked at you with a serious face. He wanted to tell you that you had to take care of yourself more often. That you had already done a lot for Lottie, and that you deserved some time for yourself. But he knew that if he said that, you eventually would start the ‘what happened to the father’ subject, and based on your reaction in the Photo Op, he supposed you didn’t really enjoy talking about him. 

“Sometimes it’s good to make something for yourself.” He said instead, and you smiled. 

“Yeah, who knows what could happen if you take a risk?” You said and for some reason those words stayed on his mind. “By the way, sorry for the fangirling, but you’re Jensen Ackles, I mean… I’ve seen you on Tv for years and now you’re in my fucking car” You said excitedly and he laughed, thinking of how adorable you were. 

“I’m glad I am.” He said simply and you felt your cheeks turning red with those words, and you swore that you tried to avoid the little smile that appeared on your face. 

“So Jensen, now it’s your turn to tell me something about you.” You said trying to end the little awkward silence after his words. 

“Hmm, I’m sure that you’ve already searched everything about my life, so there’s not much to tell you.” He said messing with you and you contained a smile.

“Shut up!” You cried and he laughed. “I have a daughter to take care of, okay? I don’t have time for stalking.” You said playfully. 

“Yeah, sure” He said like he didn’t believe in you, and you rolled your eyes.

“And we are here.” You said sighing, stopping your car in front of the sushi restaurant, seeing Cliff’s car stop too. You didn’t want him to go, and he didn’t want to leave. “Thank you for today, Jensen. I had the time of my life.” You said finally being able to turn your body and look straight to him. “And I’m sure Lottie did too." 

"It was a pleasure (Y/N), it was really nice meeting you.” He said with a small smile, searching for your hand that was resting on your lap. He squeezed it before gently kissing it. Your heart was almost stopping but you were trying to calm yourself by thinking 'You’re a fan, he does that to all the fans.’ “You’re…” He started and let a small laugh escape his mouth like he was embarrassed. “You’re amazing and you deserve to take some time for yourself once in awhile.” He said smiling and you couldn’t not smile back. “Take some risks.” He said kissing your cheek and getting out of the car before you could even understand what happened. The rest of the crew was waiting for him at the entrance, and he looked back at you when he got there, waving along with everyone else before entering the doors. You sighed when you couldn’t see them anymore, but when you started the car again, you were smiling. 

“So…?” Jared asked hopefully to Jensen when they were walking towards the table, a little far behind from the rest. 

“So what?” Jensen said like he didn’t understand what Padalecki wanted to know. 

“So that i didn’t see you so intersted in someone  as you was in that girl for a long time! You got her number at least?” Jared said making Jensen freeze while his eyes widened. “J…? Don’t tell me you didn’t get her number!" 

"Shit.”

Part 3

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If I could talk to Viktor

…In chapter 3 of OBSABH, I’d have a few things I’d want to say to that boy grown man. He’s got his head in the clouds and a bit of good Northern straight talking would do him a lot of good. Here goes:

Listen to Yakov. He is wise.

Listen to Chris. He is wise.

“Well he stayed the night and didn’t leave until the morning, that’s something at least”.
Oh just you wait until next time, Viktor…

“Viktor, what were you honestly expecting to come of this?”
Marriage, actually.

“If Yuuri wouldn’t talk to him through words maybe he would listen another way instead”
Well yes, he might, but to be perfectly honest I wouldn’t put money on it.

“This was Yuuri reaching out, offering - if not the hand of friendship - then the hand of good sportsmanship at the least”
About time. I mean, I love that boy but he does behave like a dick sometimes.

”…the little niggling voice in the back of his mind that he usually ignored was screaming at him to think and wonder why exactly Yuuri Katsuki was kissing him in a corridor with no warning or explanation whatsoever.”
Listen to the voice, Viktor. It is wise.

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You're Beautiful

Pairing: Sam Holland x female implied reader

Requested?: Yes, this is just what the doctor ordered, and by doctor, I mean myself.

Word count: 712 (super short I know I’m so sorry)

Summary: Reader is feeling insecure so Sam does his best to help make them feel better.

Note: This is pretty awful if you ask me, but I’ve been feeling v insecure (wayyy more than usual) lately and I decided to try to make something positive to combat it and who knows maybe it might help someone else feel a bit better. Anyways, enjoy, loves!


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anonymous asked:

Hi love! I hope you're doing well! Can you write a scenario in which the Sakamaki's get surprised by finding their s/o playing Clair de Lune? (on that one piano which Laito always plays) You're amazing<3

I’m doing well indeed, hopefully you too anon-chan! I love Clair de Lune, I put it on when replying to this :)

It was late. As his prey, you were supposed to always remain on guard. But the sight of the black piano in the room made your heart flutter. Ever since you came to the mansion, your previous hobbies and passions had all been as if erased by the continous distress. But you walked into the room, noticing the bookshelves and paintings before letting a finger press down on the white key.

Shuu : 

“Do you play?” 

You refrained the absurd squeal from leaving your lips and observed the vampire sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall right next to you. Your heart settled slowly but surely. You nodded. 

“Then play.” For what appeared like the first time, Shuu removed his earphones and closed his eyes. Clair de Lune. It matched with the pale moonlight that passed the clear glass of the window a few feet away. And you played. Your fingers danced in a slow rhythm across the monochrome keys. Throughout the song you noticed from the corner of your eyes those blue and piercing eyes glued on your form. 

And before the song ended, the left hand was brutally interrupted. Blocked by a pale one holding on to your wrist. Shuu was standing. It only took the flicker of an instant for you to feel his lips at your neck, fangs grazing at the sensitive skin. The reason was unknown, but the smooth music changed the atmosphere in the room, the passion swayed between the two of you and kept going till the morning sun. 

Reiji : 

“What are you doing at such an hour?”

Your eyes abruptly searched for the origin of his voice, right by the door. You swallowed the growing tightness in your throat. You very much wanted to play, your fingers almost tingled with this need to produce sound. Would the vampire deny you that craving? 

“I was about to play. It’s been a while since I touched a piano” You replied, your eyes looking down to look at the smooth keys. 

“Play. I hope it can not be worse than what I’ve heard coming from my brothers.”

Through the subtle criticisms, you sat down and let your hands wander across the melody of Clair de Lune. 

As the song neared the end, you played the final note. Reiji approached right behind you, leaning over your form. “Do not stop. Entertain me some more.”

Ayato : 

He wasn’t the type to enjoy such music. Which is why, seeing him slowly enter the room to observe your performance was a surprise. 

“Tch, don’t look at me like that, Chichinashi. Shuu’s always there when you play, there’s no reason why I shouldn’t either.” 

The pressure of his green eyes observing your every motion made something pulse within you, though you refrained any possible excitement to play conveniently. And as the melody became stronger, persistent and strong, you felt the breath of his being on your skin, making each note cease to silence. 

“Why…” He breathed out. “Does your blood smell stronger…more tempting than ever when you play? Chichinashi…keep playing, and let me taste your blood at the same time.”

Kanato : 

“Why are you here?” Kanato’s cold firm voice reached you with promptness. He glared with suspicious eyes. You were supposed to stay by his side at all times. “Were you expecting Laito perhaps? Is that why you’re playing on his piano?” 

“It wasn’t my intention Kanato. Just as much as you love singing, I love playing piano.” 

He frowned, vanishing from your sight only to be sensed right by your side. “Are you comparing my voice to your playing? You should stop being so arrogant. Tch…play then, show me how good you are at it.”

Your finger hesitantly played Claude Debussy’s melody and though it appeared to work on the vampire when noticing his shoulders relaxing to the music, the fear of his reaction made some dissonant noises. You observed his chuckles, and stopped playing. He placed his slender hands around your face. “Ah, so fragile…You can’t even play this properly… Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it for you, I’ll get rid of all anxiety.”

Laito : 

Oh how enchanted he was to seeing you play on his piano. He made sure to be discreet, not interrupting while you performed Clair De Lune. And his emerald eyes gazed at your form, while he reminisced his lingering touches on you with the rhythm of such a sweet melody. And within the final notes, the vampire clapped his hands, anticipating your wonderful expression of perfect surprise and astonishment. 

Frightened of the male’s reaction, you immediately stood up from the piano, though he approached vividly with a smile plastered across his face. “Oh no no Bitch-chan ~ Don’t worry, it was perfect, I don’t mind you playing on this at all! You should have told me you played piano. We could have played together! Letting our fingers touch the same places…Isn’t it exciting? Ah, it makes me want to eat you up right away now~”

And surely Laito’s words were never to be taken as a joke. It was within a few minutes that his hand reached between your legs, that his bites dug into your flesh. He made love to you against the piano. 

Subaru : 

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

He didn’t like this room. Mostly because of his brother. Laito would always spend his time in there, and anything having to do with Laito was to avoid.

“It’s been a while since I last played…” You said. You understood what that precious tone of a voice implied. It wasn’t a good idea to irritate the vampire any further. Rising from the piano bench, you sensed the sudden hand on your shoulder pushing you back down again. 

“I..It’s fine. You can play, it’s not like I care, so just play.” 

And you did. Perhaps with some hesitation and uncertainty, but you played. The fingers moved as if on their own, transported by the strength of such a soothing melody. Thoughts were echoing inside. Would he enjoy? Would he be touched? 

The ephemeral pleasure of playing for someone came to an end. You turned around, noticing that Subaru was looking down, avoiding your gaze. 

“T-this…what you just did…teach me…”

When You're Sick

PROMPT: “I’ll take the couch.”

You frowned, hiding your amusement as you watch your boyfriend try to juggle cleaning up and cooking at the same time. How it came to this was a mystery but everything started on a Thursday of that week.

It was very cloudy, a perfect time for a date. You smiled too many times that day as you enjoy the time you were given the chance to spend with Seongwoo. Wearing a bunny ears headband, he strides towards you as he placed cat ears on your head, careful not to mess your hair up.

“Amusement park is incomplete without animal ears.” Seongwoo commented. He then folded his ears before looking at you with a serious expression. “Fast talk you you like bunny ears or my ears better?”

“Your ears of couse.” you laugh. “Now let me see them!”

Seongwoo chuckled and popped his left ear, followed by the other, causing you to laugh. He laughed with you, placing an arm on your shoulder as the two of you continued on your amusement park date.

The horror house was a must for you so you enter, half-dragging Seongwoo inside.

“Don’t shout too much, just stand behind me.” Seongwoo stated but people from a 50-mile radius could tell he was bluffing. As you entered, he walked confidently, trying not to shout at the jumpscares. However, as you reached the end, he was caught off guard and screamed his head off, pushing you to the exit.

Next was the roller coaster, followed by the vikings and the ferris wheel. Inside the ferries wheel, you lean on Seongwoo’s shoulder as he planted a kiss on your forehead, the two of you enjoying the comfortable silence.

Which was broken by a violent sneeze.

All these attractions being high up in the sky, you found yourself with a rather bad cold that caused you to cough and sneeze like there’s no tomorrow. Your eyes started getting teary, your nose running.

“Way to break the mood.” Seongwoo muttered but neverthless offering his handkerchief. You roll your eyes and take it, using it to cover the sneezes that followed.

“Sorry,” you mutter the moment you were walking back to the car. Your voice was also hoarse from all the shouting so you turn to Seongwoo only to find him at a cotton candy stand.

You walk up to him, tapping his shoulder to get attention but before you could say anything, he hands you a bottle of water, ruffling your hair afterwards. “Lets go home so you could rest.”


The two of you reach your house and Seongwoo wasted no time, tucking you in before rushing off to cook while you sleep.

Exhausted, you wake up from your nap, feeling the cold intensifying. You started feeling light headed as you walked to the living room and finds your boyfriend in a full-on Cinderella mode. He was wearing your pink apron matched with a bandana wrapped around his head.

You watch him vaccum for a few minutes, shocked when he ran to the kitchen to turn of the stew. When he came back, he sees you leaning on the door way, weakly smirking.

“Well this is a rare sight.” you smile, walking towards him, sitting on the sofa.

Seongwoo smiled back and sat next to you. “You mean, your superstar boyfriend wearing an apron?”

“I meant, my dork boyfriend finally cleaning.” you laugh, standing up the moment he sat down. “You cleaned so well though, Minhyun would be proud.”

“Enough chit chat missy, get that cute ass on the dining room and we’ll eat.” Seongwoo exclaimed, running to the kitchen to serve the food.

The rest of the day was spent with Seongwoo doting over you and you subtly avoiding physical contact with him. It was inevitable at night though, when you were lying on the bed and saw.Seongwoo in his sleep wear.

“Wait,” you squeal, getting out of bed when he laid down. “I don’t want to sleep with you.”

Seongwoo raised a brow. “Ah, hearing that after a year of sleeping together sure hurts.”

“Thats not what I meant.” you sigh, grabbing a pillow. “You sleep here, I’ll sleep outside.”

“Why?” he asked, still confused.

You turn back to him. “Because you’ll get sick too if you sleep beside me. I’ll be outside, goodnight.”

Seongwoo chuckled and stood on his feet, running after you before sweeping you off of your feet. He kisses your cheek before returning you gently on the bed. “You stay here, I’ll take the couch.”

“But you’re tired too and—” you started but Seongwoo swiftly pecks your lips, causing you to stop talking. “He-hey…”

He chuckles, grabbing a pillow before heading outside. “‘Love you too!”

The Outsiders Prompts Part ll

a/n: please give cred if you use ty! also requests are open

1. “I wrote you something”

2. “Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?”

3. “You’re so different from everyone else”

4. “If this was the last time you’d see me, what would you say?”

5. “You’re such a cliché”

6. “I know who you are”

7. “I think I just fell for you”

8. “Bite me”

9. “Keep talking like that”

10. “I think about you, like all the time”

11. “You’re blushing so hard!”

12. “What are you doing to me, baby?”

13. “I think we should run right about now”

14. “How are you so blind of my feelings for you!”

15. “You’re scaring me”

16. “You’re my every waking moment”

17. “Hm? Sorry”

18. “What do you want with me?”

19. “You can’t throw me away like a piece of trash”

20. “You disappeared for a while”

21. “I’m unforgettable babe”

22. “I’m walking away now!”

23. “Try to stop me”

24. “I’m rubbing off on you”

25. “Don’t go yet”

26. “You’re the reason I toss and turn at night”

27. “When I look at you it takes the air from my lungs”

28. “I fucked up. I fell for you. I fell for you so hard”

29. “Catch me if you can”

30. “And when you tell me you’re less than perfect it makes me want to shake you and tell you how amazing you truly are”

31. “That’s when time stood still”

32. “You have to do this”

33. “But you’re my dream”

34. “You can keep it if you want”

35. “I've never stopped. I'll never stop”

36. “You know you can use the door”

37. “It’s raining. Let’s go”

38. “Call me once you get there. Just in case”

39. “It’s been a while”

40. “Look up”

41. “Beautiful is an understatement”

42. “Fuck it. Just do it”

43. “I can’t breathe”

44. “You don’t know me”

45. “Take my ring”

46. “What does it look like i’m doing?”

47. “Fuck I love your voice”

48. “Shut up! It’s starting”

49. “Tell me what happened”

50. “God dammit! What the hell were you thinking?”

51. "I don't want to be alone anymore"

52. "I, I just see you standing there so unaware of your beauty. And-And I know I can't have you"

53. "You don't lose me that easily"

54. "It's my choice alright!

55. "I know i'm not good enough"

56. "I never wanted this to happen to you"

57. "You really got me going now"

58. "I had a dream about you"

59. "I thought you wouldn't show"

60. "I like it when you sleep with me. Nothing can hurt you as long as you're here with me"

61. "I did this to you. It's all my fault"

62. "I'm sorry. I happened to you"

63. "Just listen to this for a minute"

64. "Do you trust me?"

65. "It happened. It was amazing. I don't just want to forget about it"

66. "Get off of me!" 

67. "If you so much as look, breathe, think about her so help me god i'll kill you"

68. "Close your eyes"

69. "I'm not gonna hurt you. No ones gonna hurt you"

70. "Don't say that. Please don't say that"

71. "She's the type of person people write songs about"

72. "Let's runaway. Let's just go. Right now. Come with me"

73. "I'm tired of being afraid"

74. "There's smoke in my lungs. There's flowers in yours"

75. "I can see right through you"

76. "Friends, right?"

77. "I want to give you the world. I want to give you everything. But I can't"

78. "Take this. For protection"

79. "Hey now"

80. "Can I cut in?"

81. "Watch this"

82. "I can see the fire in your eyes" "I can see the universe in yours"

83. "I think you're gonna fuck up my entire life"

84. "Stay completely still. Don't move"

85."My dearest Y/N,-"

86. "Come back to me"

87. "You're breaking"

88. "We really loved each other, didn't we?"

89. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?"

90. "Should I stay or should I go?"

91. "You'll wake the neighbors!"

92. "I'm so truly, madly, deeply in love with you"

93. "I'm not leaving you"

94. "I can't see you like this"

95. "Your hands are all greasy!"

96. "You burnt them!"

97. "It seems too good to be true"

98. "Break my heart"

99. "That always turns me on"

100. "-And when the Sun swallows the only earth we have. I'll still be there next to you" 

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dipper pines x reader x human! bill cipher

Originally posted by tequilawolves

“ Dipper…. What the heck is this?”

you asked Dipper Pines, your boyfriend of three months.



 It’s a journal I found in the woods about a month ago”


He stated, looking at you with great determination. You flipped through the journal, looking at each page with seriousness and much confusion, but amazement. You smiled at him, and asked-



“ What are you going to do about it?”


“ Try to find the creatures in the book, try to find the author, I’m not sure myself but I want your help on it (y/n)”

“ Me? Why do you want my help?”



You asked Dipper with great confusion. Dipper smiled at you, he took your hand in his and kissed the top of it gently, which sent a blush to your face.



“ I don’t want you to join me in my research… I need you”

You looked up at dipper and shyly nodded your head, Accepting the request.



[this will mean your thoughts]



That was a couple of months and since then Dipper and Mabel and I have been on adventures,going through time,inside minds and much more.But now everything is chaos and destruction ever since Bill took control of gravity falls. I don’t know where Dipper or Mabel or anyone is. I’m getting really worried, Bill cipher has me trapped in this bubble, he keeps on performing these tests on me, he says it will give me powers, make me stronger.



“ How goes the training Raindrop?”

Bill came in, in his human form and asked. 



“Raindrop?”

You asked and looked up at him from the book you were reading.



“ Yeah I like it don’t you? Hey, whatcha reading?”

He asked with excitement.



“ It’s a book of spells,”

You said with a smile.



Believe it or not but Bill is not that bad, sure he is a bit evil and has plans to destroy the world but he’s been through a lot and he has his reasons.



“Hmm very interesting, raindrop, have you ever tried escaping this bubble?”

He asked, looking around your room that was inside the bubble.



[the bubble is much like Mabel’s but more mellow]



“ (sigh) Yes, yes I have Bill, but from all of the tests you’ve had me do and the needles you’ve injected into me , I can sense that around this bubble there is a strong shield around this bubble so that I can’t get out, this bubble is inside your base?”

 You asked Bill, he nodded, looking impressed, with a smile on his face.

“ And around the base is an even stronger shield. Is that all right Bill?”

You asked looking up at him questionably, to which he looked down at you with a glint in his eyes. His voice was soft and gentle when he said-



“ It’s perfect rain drop”

His face dropped into a frown. 

“ I’m uh, I’m really sorry about all the tests and injections I had to do on you, to be completely honest rain drop, I did all of that because I care about you and want you to be able to protect yourself.“ 

Bill said, taking your hands in his.


*CRASH!!*



” What was that?“

You asked, a little frighted, Bill stood up.



” Stay here rain drop I’ll go….investigate.“

A few minutes passed when you heard someone come into the bubble, thinking that it was Bill, you hurried towards the entrance of the bubble, but when you got there you saw-



” Dipper?!“

You asked/yelled.



” (pant) (pant) Hey (y/n), what’s up?“ Dipper panted out.

”‘What’s up?’ ‘What’s up?’? That’s all you have to say after who knows how long?!“ 

You screamed out at him, Dipper jumped back, not expecting you to scream at him. You looked at the entrance of the bubble for a while before asking Dipper.

” Where’s Bill?

Dipper’s eyes widened in surprise.



” Bill? Why in the world would you want to see him again?! I know he’s been keeping you in here since all of this started”

Dipper stated.



“ah, pine tree!”


Bill came in and said to dipper, all while grabbing you and pulling you closer to him, since this is pretty normal for you, you just shrugged it off, But Dipper clenched his fists from jealousy. Which Bill smirked at, while you were oblivious since said before, this is very usual.



“ Err! Enough of this! I’m taking (y/n) with me! And together we will bring you down.”

Dipper declared.



“ And what makes you think that sweet little (y/n) would want to help you defeat me?”

Bill asked while pulling you onto his lap, which brought a small blush to your face.



“I’m not little,”

You said.



“Oh sure you are! At least to me, I think you're adorable!”

Bill told you, making the blush on your face darker. Dipper growled at Bill, who then looked like he just remembered that Dipper was there.



“ Oh right pine tree, yeah your not getting rain drop”

His voice getting deeper, sending visible chills down your spine.



“ Why don’t you let (her/him/them) decide?”

Dipper asked Bill a little threateningly. Bill growled at Dipper before responding.



“ Because-”

You cut off Bill.



“ Because Dipper,even if I wanted to get out of this bubble I can’t. It’s physically impossible for me”

you got out of Bill’s grip, and walked to the closest part of the bubble and tried to walk out but you were knocked back a couple of feet.



“ That happens if I try to get out of here,”

You told Dipper.

“ Dipper I have decided to stay here and continue my training,”

You told both Dipper and Bill.



“ Training?” Dipper asked softly, trying to process all of this new information. "What did you do to them, Bill?“ Dipper growled out, Before Bill could even open his mouth you speak.


” Bill didn’t do anything wrong- I-i’m not human, I’m a dream demon just like Bill. I remember now I was captured in one of my forms while I was shape shifting. They found out I wasn’t normal. They, some humans, drained all of my powers, my abilities as a dream demon, which took away all of my responsibilities as a dream demon.“

” I looked all over for you for 500 years.“

” 500? You never stopped?“

” Not for a second"

Bill told you while looking into your eyes and smiling.



“ you’re just like him,”

Dipper said, taking small steps backward.



“ No Dipper I’m not evil, I’m not the bad guy I swear!”

“ How do I know that I can trust you, you’re with him.”

Dipper stated, he turned around and walked out calmly. you collapsed onto the floor crying, Bill crouched down to your level and started comforting you. Half an hour passed, and you were still crying. Unknown to the two of them, Dipper was watching intently, he thought for a second and decided to go back and fix what he did.



“ Um (y-y/n)?”

You heard Dipper ask softly.



“ Pine tree. What do you want?”

Bill growled out at Dipper while holding you in his arms.



“I’m sorry (y/n), you're right ,you’re not evil, you’re not even bad”

Dipper told you, he reached for one of your hands, but Bill quickly slapped it off.



“And what makes you think (y/n) will forgive you!?“ 

Bill asked/yelled at Dipper, Dipper ignored Bill and looked at you, to see you wiping your tears away…



who will it be?


                                        ~Dipper Pine’s ending~



Dipper grabbed your hand, much to Bill’s protest, you got out of Bill’s grip, and walked toward Dipper and left Bill. Dipper smiled and took your hand in his.



” You may be a dream demon, and I know that you’re not human now but I care about you very much, and together we will defeat him!“


You just nodded your head silently and left the bubble with abilities you remembered that you have. Dipper left quickly behind you, but not before saying a clever comeback to Bill. Bill, very angry, fell defeated by a human. Outside Dipper took your hand and pulled it towards you, he gave you a light peck on your lips. Together you both ran into the chaos.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


                                       ~Bill Cipher’s ending~



Dipper tried to grab your hand, But you hid away from fear. Fear what the humans did to you 500 years ago,fear what they might do to you now.



” Pine tr-Dipper Pines, I think it would be best for you to go, for (her/his/their) sake”


Bill tells Dipper, Dipper looked at you for a second,before turning around and running out of the bubble and into the chaos. You looked up at Bill.



“ Thanks, Bill, did you really look for me for 500 YEARS?”

You asked, looking up at his tall frame, which towered over yours.  



“ Of course rain drop I never stopped, I thought about you every day. I missed you so much”


Bill told you, he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your lips, he brought you closer to his body. his hands trailed to your waist…

BTHSB | III. Misunderstanding

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x YouTuber!Reader

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins

Word Count: 1358

Warnings: Fluff, alcohol usage, unedited writing 

Summary: Jared decides to take Y/N out to hang out with his best friends, when someone gets a little too drunk and does something stupid.

Notes: Hey I’m sorry this took forever to come out but I felt really discouraged after posting the last part seeing as it got at least 130 less notes so… I made it up for it though by making this longer. You’re welcome.

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As Jared pulled into the airport his heart began to race like a teenager upon seeing his crush. His crush wasn’t due to arrive for another half hour though. Jared grabbed the grey beanie that sat in the passenger seat and slipped it on before getting out of the car. Before going into the building Jared fixed himself in the window of his car and headed into to the airport to wait for you.

30 minutes felt like hours for Jared while he waited for you at baggage claim but it gave him plenty of time to think about what he was going to say when you showed up. “Should I just say hello? Or ‘hey Y/N’… No. Maybe ‘it’s great to finally see you in person?’” He thought.

In the corner of his eye he saw you wearing sweatpants and a Green Day t-shirt. Jared practically jumped off the bench and ran over to you. “Y/N!” he said with a smile plastered on his face.

“Oh hey!” You said pulling him in for a hug that didn’t last nearly long enough.

“It’s great to finally see you in person” Jared stated, mentally high-fiving himself for not messing up. You agreed and grabbed your duffel bag off the baggage belt. “Here let me take that” Jared insisted.

“Thank you” you said handing the slightly heavy bag over to him.

Jared guided you over to his black Ford Explorer and opened the passenger door for you before putting your luggage in the trunk. He then swiftly hopped into the driver’s side and started the car. “How was the flight?” Jared asked, starting up a conversation.

You shrugged and answered “It wasn’t terrible but it also wasn’t great. I was sat in front of some kids and a woman, whom I’m assuming was their mother. They were annoying as all hell.”

“Sorry about that” Jared said.

“Oh don’t be, I’ve had way worse” you explained, which led to the two of you exchanging airplane stories for the rest of the ride.


Both of you arrived at Jared’s apartment, you carrying the duffel bag in this time. The giant opened the door for you and led you to the guest room he had in the house. You thanked him and set your stuff down.

The two of you sat down on his couch and continued to talk about random things before a thought came to Jared. “Do you wanna go out with me and a few friends tonight? I understand if you don’t since we just got here.”

You smiled and replied “Of course, I’d love too! I do have to take a shower though.”

“Yeah, it’s just down the hall and to the left.” Jared directed to which you nodded and went to go take a shower.

During that time Jared called up Jensen and Misha to see if they were free tonight, they were. He looked at the time on his phone and figured you’d all meet up at the small local bar in about an hour. All Jared hoped for was that you’d all get along well.

Less than a half an hour later you walked into the living room wearing a black crop top with a pair of high waisted blue jeans, white vans, and a little bit of makeup to complete the look. Jared stared a bit but stopped when he met your eyes. He mumbled a small apology and grabbed his keys. “Are you ready to go?” He asked. You nodded and pulled on your light jacket.  


Jared pulled up to the sidewalk in the Explorer next to where Jensen and Misha were talking. You hopped out of the car and went to go introduce yourself to Jared’s friends. Before you could get a word out though, Misha spoke. “You must be Jared’s girlfriend! I’m Misha, and that,” he points to the man a few inches taller than him, “is Jensen,” he waved and you did the same.

“It’s nice to meet you Misha, Jensen, but I wouldn’t umm… put a label on us yet. We haven’t really discussed that.” Jensen furrowed his eyebrows and opened his mouth to talk but stopped when Jared came around the other side of the car.

“Hey guys” Jared said before giving each man a hug and then standing next to your side. “I see you’ve met Y/N.” Jensen and Misha both gave an answer among the words of ‘Yes’ and ‘She’s wonderful.’ And with that, the four of you went inside.

The bar was mildly packed but it wasn’t overwhelming. It was fairly big and filled with a variety of people all drinking, laughing, and having a good time in general. Nobody seemed to notice your group walk in, you secretly hoped no one would come up to you guys tonight but if someone did, you wouldn’t really mind.

Jensen stayed standing while everyone else got into the booth and offered to go get drinks. “I already know what you two want but what about you Y/N?”

“I’ll have whatever you guys are having.” He nodded and was off the get the drinks.

“So Y/N,” Misha started, “what is it you do?”

“I make YouTube videos, specifically vlogs. It isn’t much but I really love it and I’ve met a lot of people doing it and I make a good amount of money…” You informed him. He continued the conversation wanting to know more about you and your work in general.  

Jensen came back shortly with four beers, 2 in each hand. The three of you thanked him and took your drinks from the center of the table. The conversation then went on, focusing mostly on you but strayed every now and then.

About 7 beers in you were drunk, and when you got drunk you were got pretty competitive. You had  challenged Misha to darts first, winning barely. Then you had challenged to a sing off, whoever got a louder applause won the game, Jensen won that one. You tried to get Jared to do shots with you but he declined because he had to drive you back to his place.

“Fine, I’ll go do shots with a stranger” you said, starting to walk off but Jared pulled you back. “Changed your mind already?”

“No but we should probably get back home, it’s late and you need to stop drinking” Jared stated, you reluctantly agreed and walked with him to say goodbye to Misha and Jensen.

When you began walking off to the car you slipped your hand into Jared’s, surprising him. He accepted it anyway and smiled to himself.

“Hey Jared” you said to get his attention. He hummed in acknowledgment. “If you were a vegetable you’d be cute-cumber… Get it? Because you’re cute.”

“Yeah, I get it” Jared laughed, helping you into the vehicle.


The keys rattled as Jared took them out of his pocket and inserted the house key into the lock. He opened the door and let you walk/stumble in first. You plopped down on the couch and laid down, despite having a perfect nice bed waiting for you.

Two hands gently lifted up your feet and set the back down on a lap, Jared’s lap. His arm rested on the couch as he flipped through channels on the tv eventually stopping on some reruns of Seinfeld. Both of you just watched the show, not saying anything and occasionally laughing at the jokes.

After 15 minutes you sat up and looked at Jared. “What’s up?” He asked. Instead, you said nothing and impulsively kissed him. Jared was surprised at first but let it happen because he’s wanted it for so long. However he felt bad, you were drunk and he couldn’t take advantage of you so he pulled back. “We can’t do this, you’re drunk and-”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m sorry, this was stupid and I should probably just go to bed” You apologized, getting up quickly and moving towards the guest room.

“No, Y/N, wait!” Jared called after you, but you ignored him and quickly shut the door behind you. You’ll fix everything in the morning.


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Something is wrong with Will. She knows it- no, she’s certain of it. It’s the same strong instinct that told her to find every lamp in the house and string 40 feet of Christmas lights all over the goddamn house. Something is wrong, she can feel it. But she doesn’t know how to fix it.

Joyce knows she can’t do that by melting into a hysterical mess like she did last time. She needs people to believe her, for Will’s sake. But the doctors, his teachers, even Jonathan were consoling her with the same message, attempting to comfort her with “Will is going to be okay. You just have to give him time.” But Joyce can’t help the sinking feeling that they’re running out of time.

Hopper would believe her, but she and Hopper haven’t talked in a long time.

Will’s just different. Of course he’s no longer the kid that was biking home that November night a year ago. The doctors whisper about possible post traumatic stress disorder, even one or two of them throw the word “psychosis” around.  But of course Will is traumatized- he was in there for a goddamn week, with that thing, the countless nightmares, the frequent panic attacks and flashbacks- those all makes sense. He doesn’t have to hide that from her, the whole reason she’s here is to help him through this, someone to come to when the emotions and memories are too much, and he does come to her.

But there’s something he’s hiding, Joyce is sure of it. Something beyond the nightmares and anxiety. He runs to the bathroom often, likes he’s sick or something. His hands shake constantly, and he doesn’t draw as much as he used to. And the drawings he can make himself do, he stuffs them in his desk drawer and jams it, but Joyce finds them anyway. The monster with no face, perfect from memory and crumpled up in rage. A place covered in vines and the darkness of the pencil he was trying to shade with, but just broke. Slugs in bathrooms sinks with a note written over and over and over at the bottom: “What do you want from me?”

When she asks about the drawings after she finds them on a rainy Saturday, his eyes go wide and he won’t look at her, just mumbles something about a campaign for that game he plays with all his friends. He rips  the drawings from her hand, his face dark.

“Why were you in my room?” he asks, almost normal but the hostility is there.

Joyce stutters. She tries to remember that last time Will was angry like this. “I was just looking for-”

“Well don’t.” he tells her. Joyce watches her baby almost run away from her and all she can do is stand there in a stunned empty silence.

Will starts locking the door to his room after that.

It’s a shot in the dark attempt, but Joyce tries talks to Jonathan about later. Jonathan has been there for his brother, driving him places, staying up late to talk him down after a panic attacks, fill his bedside table with mix after mix. So why hasn’t he noticed?

“He’s just at that age, Mom. And he’s been through a lot, I’d be angry too.” Jonathan tells her with a long sigh.

“He’s locking his door now for God’s sake, he-”

“Well, why were you spying mom?” He turns on her on the verge of yelling. Taking a deep breath, he runs a shaky hand through his hair. “Look, Mom, Will, he- he’ll be fine. But you have to give him some space, smothering him isn’t going to help him.”

“Something is wrong with him, Jonathan-” Joyce grabs her son’s shoulder as he tries to walk away.

“Of course there’s something wrong with him!” Jonathan shouts. Joyce takes her hand away, gasping and jumping. But then Jonathan has grabbed her shoulders. He’s shaking, hard, and his voice chokes. “He spent a week in hell, Mom.”

“So you have noticed? Why didn’t you say anything?” Joyce gasps. Jonathan’s shoulders slump. “Because I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help him. He has these moments, when we’re talking, where he just disappears. It’s like, one minute he’s talking and laughing and everything’s okay and the next he’s in some sort trance. It’s weird, it’s like, he doesn’t respond to anything I say, not even his name. And then he comes back, and he can’t remember anything. He didn’t want me to tell you.”

“Why- why?” Joyce almost cries, but she steadies her shaking hand. “What else, Jonathan, what else?”

He only shrugs, but she can see him wiping tears away. “He, well, he says he’s been seeing things. Things that don’t really make any sense. It’s scaring him really bad. Look, Mom, you can’t tell him that I told you. I promised I wouldn’t say anything. 

Joyce takes her son’s face in her hands. “You have to tell me when it happens again. Will can’t get better if we don’t help him! We have to-’

“Mom!” Jonathan shouts, “what if he just get’s better? All he needs is some time-”

“We can’t run from this! He needs are help Jonathan, so please, say you’ll help. Say you’ll help get your brother back.”

“Okay. I will, Mom.” he falls into her arms sobbing, as if the weight of the world has been lifted off his shoulders. She holds her son in her arms just liked she used too, like all of this was just a scrape or bruise she could heal by being the Mom.

Night falls, and routinely she checks on her sons. This time Will’s door is unlocked.

“Will?” she whispers, but he’s sound asleep in his bed, looking the calmest she’s seen in a long time. She comes and sits on his bed, moving his hair out of his face.Her baby boy.

Joyce isn’t aware of how long she sits there. Her mind floats back to when they buried his body- the fake body- and the preacher talked of Will’s place in heaven. Joyce isn’t sure she believed in heaven anymore, or God, not after Lonnie, and being homeless, and watching Hopper pull a snake like alien out of the mouth of her son, but she remembers the preacher saying “At times like these we need to see through the eyes of God. To remember that we’re all part of a grand picture we can’t see unless we take a step back.”

Well this was her taking a step. Trying to see through the eyes of God and to see the whole picture where Will’s pain meant something. To see him as something other than a powerless victim.

“Mom?” Will whispers, turning around and seeing her.

“Shh, honey, go back to sleep.” She strokes his hair again, and with a deep breath, he’s sleeping peacefully once more.

Joyce Byers didn’t know why her son was falling to pieces. She only knew that it was her job to pick him back up and put him back together.

sweetchocobae  asked:

Southern US follower here. I'm like still so excited that you wrote a drabble with Ignis imitating his s/o with a southern accent. It has made my whole week. May I please request a drabble with them? I'm sorry, I know that's not specific. Maybe there's a misunderstanding because of accents? Whatever you can do as long as you're feeling inspired to do it suga! ;)

That’s more than enough Darlin’, I have a southern accent myself, and movin’ north brings it out a little more, or at least it’s more noticeable when I’m excited, or visit family. I’d be honored to have Iggy and his little lady have some accent fun!

I may have accidentally made her more New Orleans than originally planned.

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“Careful, there Darlin’s those little mudbugs will snap you something fierce.” You called to the two youngest members of your group, before moving into the trailer,  turning to your tall boyfriend over a large pot. “Need some help, Suga?” You asked filling up another pot of water, before setting it on the burner behind his pot.

Ignis held out an arm, as you stepped into his embrace, “I do apologize, love, I’ve been trying to figure out how to get the perfect recipe for you, to remind you of home.”

You blinked up to the tall man, waiting for your pot to boil, giggling at the fact that he seemed so stressed about this. “Can I try?”

Ignis held the tasting spoon to your lips, as you tried a little of the broth for the seafood gumbo, after you suggested that Noctis wouldn’t even notice the vegetables in it. He watched as you tried placing the flavor, he figured he had everything but there was still something missing. “Love?”

You waited for a moment, before smiling, “All ya need is to dress it up with a shot of Tabaska, and you’ve got the bee’s knees, Suga.”

Ignis started, one of the things he loved about you was your adorable accents, but at times he found it rather difficult to understand what you meant. Unlike Cindy your words didn’t have a flair accent to him, sometimes words meant something completely different.  Such as when you kept referring to Noctis and Prompto as ‘Boo’, a term that simply meant someone younger than yourself. Yet you saved the term Suga for him and him alone, which he quickly grew fond of.  

Both of you turning as you heard a loud snap and then a yelp from Prompto than another from Noctis, as your feet quickly carried you outside, only to hear you yelling at the two.

“What are ya’ll! I said to be careful with those mudbugs.” Ignis heard you called, followed by Noctis and Prompto,  apologizing meekly, and Gladiolus snickering.

“Can’t hurt that bad. Fuk!” Gladiolus groaned, as Noctis and Prompto begun to laugh.

Ignis turned back to the pot, than to the spices he had, he had to admit he had never heard of this ‘Tabaska’ that you had referred to. Maybe it was something different, yet what sound similar to ‘Tabaska’?

Only to hear you come back in a few moments later, holding the large container of crayfish, as you sat it down on the countertop. “They’re fine, just a little bobo, nothing too serious. Iggy, Suga, are you fine, ya look like ya cher left the coop?”

Ignis turned to you, before back to his spices, then back to you again, “I do apologize, my love, I don’t believe I have an Tabaska, nor am I aware of what it is.”

“Ya kiddin’.” You giggled walking over, checking his spices, picking a few red bottles up, before placing them down. “Ya know they’re…oh what do ya’ll in the city call it,I guess ya ain’t. Stay here, Suga, I think I got some in my bag.”

Ignis watched as you disappeared out the screen door again, before quickly appearing with a small red bottle in your hand. Handing it over to him with a bright smile.

“A girl, gotta keep her some in her bag at all times. I’ll have Ma and them make ya a batch soon.”

Ignis took the bottle, before realizing that the item was Tobasco sauce, or Hot Sauce. “How much would you believe would be needed?”

You rinsed the crayfish off, before dumping all of them within the boiling pot, “Just a couple splashes should be fine.”

Ignis stared at you, “That’s not a measurement, love.”

You waited for the hissing of the crayfish to finally stop, before capping the lid, “Ain’t no thing such as measurements with a Gumbo, Suga, you just have to go.” You took his large hand within your own, uncapping the lid. Leading his hand over the pot, as you gave a few shakes, giving a quick stir, then holding the tasting spoon to his lips. “You first, Iggy.”

Ignis wrapped his lips around the spoon, before turning large green eyes to your own, “This is amazing, love.”

You gave a giggle mimicking his accent, a feat you did often to throw him off, “You’re not so bad yourself, love.”

Ignis chuckled, pressing his lips to your own, “Your style of cooking is amazing in itself. You’ll let me assist you with future endeavours?”

You blinked confused, waiting for the words to settle, between Ignis’s smooth accent and his extensive vocabulary there was a few times that you had to just stop attempting to figure what he meant and just ask. “What was that, Iggy?”

Ignis chuckled, pressing another kiss to your forehead this time mimicking your own accent, “I’d be honored to help you in the kitchen, Suga.”

You gave him a playful nudge, before turning to your crayfish boiling, “We got about ten minutes, I’ll tell the boys to set the table. Next time I’ll tell you how to make a Boiling Pot, Love.”

Ignis smiled, watching you leave out the screen door to set up for the evening, blowing him a kiss, “I look forward to it, Suga.”

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His phone was ringing. Jeff pushed the button to accept and held the phone to his ear, waiting.

“Swoops?” Kent was clearly still at Bad Bob Zimmermann’s ceremony, Jeff could hear it in the background. He’d honestly been a mess lately, and it wasn’t just hockey. He’d been quiet and even more private than normal.

“Yeah, man,” Jeff said. “What’s up?” He had a game to start in a few minutes.

“I messed up,” Kent said, his words coming out in a rush. “I didn’t mean to, it just – you weren’t watching the ceremony, were you?”

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Jemma says he doesn’t care anymore, but this is Fitz, and Fitz always cares.

Daisy chews on her lip, mulling over all the words she could possibly say over and over again in her head before finally choosing which ones she feels are right.

“And you believe him?” She brings the steaming mug to her nose and inhales the sweet smell, keeping her focus on Jemma and the knot in her stomach that just keeps on growing.

Jemma sighs and stirs her tea absent-mindedly. “Well, I mean. Of course he still cares, on some level. This is Fitz, after all.” She shakes her head and puts down the spoon, meeting Daisy’s eyes. “And I can listen, and I can comfort. I can even make him forget it for a little while. But I can’t know.”

Ah, Daisy thinks, pursing her lips and taking a sip, letting the tea burn her tongue.  Jemma can’t know what it feels like. Can’t know what it’s like to grow up wanting a father. Wanting a father even if you already have one and wanting a father even when the one you have isn’t really one at all.

 

Daisy knows.

(She just wishes that she didn’t, and that Fitz didn’t either.)


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anonymous asked:

If you're taking request, could you write some characters comforting s/o after they ended an abusive/ toxic relationship please? Thnx

Cut anyone toxic out of your life if you can, even if it’s family. Trust me when I say you’ll feel a lot happier after, it isn’t noticeable when you’re dealing with them but toxic people drain the life out of you. Hanzo’s a little self-indulgent, I’ll admit it. This is entirely self-indulgent, as these are my favourite characters (excluding D.va).

Zenyatta


He wanted to pull you close, protect you from your pain. However, he sensed that it would cause more. As you associated touch with pain. Instead, he just sat next to you, his chest humming with a reassuring song.

You looked exhausted, just tired from having to deal with this for up to almost a year. Zenyatta could sense the tumultuous emotions inside of you, glad to finally be free conflicting with the dependance your ex had conditioned you to feel.

“I have no words,” he finally said, you looking up at him, “Except that it was an incredibly strong thing to do.”

“I don’t know,” you said gently taking his hand, “I don’t feel like it was, it feels a bit cowardly.”

“It is just as noble to save one person, even if it’s just ourselves,” he said, gently rubbing your hand, “I’m proud of you.”

You felt tears beginning to pour down your face, just happy to have the support of the Shambali monk in your life.

Hanzo


You had just appeared in front of his hideaway, tears streaming down your face and you shook with the cold. He had let you in and you collapsed onto the floor, holding your coat close to you.

“Do you mind if I stay here a bit?”

You were timid after that, skirting out of his reach whenever he raised his hand slightly. His heart ached with the implication and he gently sat you down, holding your hand and looking you in the eyes. He brought up his suspicions and you looked away, ready to start crying again and you nodded. 

“Who?”

“My brother,” Hanzo’s heart flashed with guilt, knowing that he had hardly been the model of a perfect brother.

“I just don’t want to be around him at the moment,” you said and he nodded, gently pulling him into your lap.

“I’m here to help,” he said, “whatever way I can.”

Reaper


He’s enraged when you finally confessed what your friend had been doing, pushing and guilting you whenever you said no to their insane demands. Eventually, they told you if you didn’t give them the gift you had gotten from Reaper, his old dog tags, they’d stop being friends with you.

You wished you could say that you held out, said no. But you relented, fearing the loneliness that you felt before you knew them. However, guilt build up inside of you and you went to Reaper, crying and apologising for giving the dog tags away.

“You don’t need them,” he finally growled as you watched him rage at himself for ten minutes, “Trust me when I say it’s better to be lonely than to be with people like that.”

“Besides,” he drifted in front of you, hands on your face, “I wouldn’t be alone, you have me.”

You wiped away your tears, smiling up at the wraith as the stress leaked out of your body.

“Want me to get the dog tags back?” he asked and you though forward for a moment.

After a moment deliberation you nodded, his body drifting into smoke to pay a visit to your old friend.

weaving-starlight  asked:

Girl ya know I'm here for the ichiruki! XD So could I request prompt 9 "You're in love with her" and I guess comedy?

I am so sorry I made you wait so long for this! This actually started and almost ended as a completely different ficlet, but I decided to incorporate the prompt into my Ichirukimonth Day 1 piece so you’re most likely going to get two :). 886 words. I hope you laugh a little.

Borrowing, Not Stealing


Kon stinks to high heaven and Rukia is starting to regret not keeping him in a jar or something. She can’t decide which is worse – the smell of garbage set deep in the fabric of his plush new form or the wail of his voice. He and Ichigo are going at it again. Round seven? She’s lost count.

At school, she eyes a long instrument labeled ‘toilet brush’ tucked in the back of the supply closet. It’s sturdy with thick bristles. The perfect thing to solve the curious incident of her offended nostrils. Ichigo’s room is a shoebox so it sucks up every smell and she refuses to endure it any longer.

After class, she returns to the supply closet and nabs the toilet brush. A triumphant smile parts her lips. The room, at last, will smell like something other than the underbelly of a very wrong part of town.

Ichigo waits for Rukia outside, far away enough that no one can see them leaving together and close enough so that she doesn’t have to walk much. Without her powers, he worries for her safety, but he won’t tell her. She wears smugness too comfortably. Twenty minutes elapse and there is no sign of her. Ichigo huffs, praying there is enough dinner left by the time they trawl into the house. He searches for her, but she turns up nowhere and he wants to scream even though he should be used to it by now; the way she disappears to locations untold.

He’s lucky enough to have a hearty helping of curry waiting for him when he gets home, and he sneaks a little more up to his room after eating. Yuzu is starting to accept their father’s assessment that her brother is a growing boy and needs additional nutrients. Rukia is casually drawing at his desk. Wasting paper, he feels, but no one asked him. He creeps up behind her and cranes down, just above her right shoulder.

“Hey.”

She nearly flies out of the seat and he has to move quickly to avoid colliding with her.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that, you fool!”

“Don’t leave me waiting on you without a word! I was standing outside of school for almost a half hour!”

Rukia ignores him and snatches the plate from his hands. She scarfs down her meal and they settle into whatever the hell their situation is. Ichigo reaches for a specific manga, but her hands are faster. He yields, too tired to read anyway, and she steals off to the closet. He mutters curses under his breath and yanks his bedcovers over his head.

The next morning, the smell is even worse when Kon decides to bless them with his presence, and it pulls Ichigo from his rest. He grabs Kon by the foot and hurls him all over the room. Kon’s screams transform into messy, nausea-induced yelps, and Rukia slides open the closet door instructing Ichigo to abandon his barbaric and ineffective cleaning methods. It’s time to unleash her secret weapon. She props a hand on her hip and the looks on Kon and Ichigo’s faces aren’t what she’d envisioned. She grabs Kon, securing him underneath her foot and assaults him with the brush dipped in ‘Cherry Blossom’ whatever, and it’s as if layers of funk are peeled away in an instant.

Ichigo starts to sweat. He knows good and well that she isn’t cleaning Kon with the school’s toilet brush, but damn it – she is.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait!”

She’s doe-eyed and piercing him with that peculiar innocence that is actually charming sometimes, but this is not one of those times. Rukia casually confirms that it is indeed the school’s toilet brush, and segues into some deflection about how he’s too strict.

“I didn’t see you doing anything about the smell, Ichigo! I’ve had it! I refuse to dwell in a space that stinks!”

“Then get packing! Last time I checked you were bunking here free of charge.”

Kon finally collects himself and crawls up Ichigo’s blanket. Good. They’re focused on each other now, and he’s not at anyone’s mercy. They continue their back and forth and it dawns on Kon that Ichigo and Rukia do this far too often. Arguing with Ichigo is as easy to fall into as quicksand, but it’s different when he’s butting heads with Rukia. They disregard personal space and get so close to each other they could…

“Hell no. You’re in love with her. You jackass!”

The very thought of it sends Kon into a frenzy. He leaps from the bed and latches onto the back of Ichigo’s head, plunging his soft paws into Ichigo’s mouth.

“Stay away from her! She’s mine! You hear me, Ichigo?”

Ichigo rips Kon away from him and throws him onto the floor.

“Gah! Disgusting! You put your hands in my mouth! Where the fuck is that toilet brush?”

Rukia hands it over, her self-satisfied smirk finding life again. Ichigo stabs Kon in the back with his foot and nearly scrubs the seams off of him.

“You bastard! You’re going to be so clean, I swear.”

Rukia hums to herself as she pulls her unfinished drawing from the desk drawer. She won’t bother soliciting an apology from Ichigo for condemning her solution to their putrid problem.

anonymous asked:

"Hear my heart beat? Just focus on that." And/or "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay." For Garrus and Shep please :3

[Here you go anon. I hope you like it. <3 Let me know!] 


“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.” A dull drumbeat echoed through the silent forest, her arms and legs going slower and slower. It interrupted the sound of a child’s laughter, his chubby hand tightly gripping a model of the Normandy. His face changed every few moments, flicking back and forth from the other orphans she had run with in her childhood back on Earth back to the children she hadn’t been able to save, the tiny bodies that were covered with their own colorful, starship spangled sheets.

“Shepard, follow the sound.” That same voice again, graveled and two-toned and familiar. It broke through the mists of the forest, bringing light beaming down through her eyelids as the dream slowly faded, revealing itself for what it was. It wasn’t real life, no matter how life-like it felt. The same dream multiple times a week, happening enough that it made waking up a relief.

Stirring, Shepard woke to a hand on her shoulder, opening her eyes to see Garrus looking down at her, concern written into his features and reflected in the slight clicking of his mandibles. “Shit,” she said, struggling to sit up, “I think I’m still stuck in that nightmare, looking at that face.” A smile she didn’t fully feel yet lit across her face briefly, but her heart was still racing faster than she would have liked. “Was I talking in my sleep?”

“Talking, drooling. The usual. The ever graceful Commander Shepard left some drool marks on my chest.” There was indeed a faint damp spot on Garrus’ natural carapace; she had vague recollections of falling asleep with her head on his chest last night, and she must have stayed there until he tried to wake her up.

“You tell anyone about that, Vakarian, and I’ll send your ass right back to Palaven, Reapers or no Reapers.” Finally she felt like she was back in the present, the familiar confines of her room on the Normandy coming into focus alongside Garrus’ familiar form next to her. It felt good to fall asleep next to him. It was the only way she could fall asleep, lately, a thought that brought forth a groan as she ran a palm over her face and rubbed at her temples, trying to shake the start of a headache off. Everything hurt today, all the spots Cerberus had knit back together aching in distinct points like stars.

Garrus caught her hand, using his other to brush the stray strands of red hair from her eyes. “Hey, Shepard, you doing okay? Seriously. You make me worry sometimes. If you ever want a break, a night out at the Citadel, people would understand.” He would understand. At the end of the day, that was all Shepard cared about.

“No time, Garrus.” No time for anything but pressing forward, desperately trying to marshall a force out of disparate elements in the galaxy. Trying to make krogans, salarians, turians, humans, and asari get along, not to mention batarians and… Just thinking about it was making her headache worse, and for all that Shepard could hear the clock ticking down, she sunk back onto the pillows. The little kid was still flickering around the edges of her mind, taunting her. You weren’t fast enough, he seemed to say. You never will be. Watch this all go up in flames. “Maybe five minutes. Vakarian, your commander is ordering you to lie down for a few more minutes.”

Garrus lay down next to her, leaving one arm open to form the perfect spot to rest her head. “I can’t deny a superior,” he told her, and her eyelids grew heavy again. This time, she knew the child wouldn’t come back. Not for a while.

The Last Five Years - Sentence Starters
  • [name] is over and [name] is gone.
  • I'm still hurting.
  • What about things that you swore to be true?
  • Go and hide and run away!
  • Run away, run and find something better.
  • Maybe there's somewhere a lesson to learn.
  • I've been waiting for someone like you.
  • I've been standing for days with the phone in my hand like an idiot, scared to death.
  • My people have suffered for thousands of years and I don't give a shit!
  • I guess I can't believe you really came.
  • See, I'm smiling--That means I'm happy that you're here.
  • I think we're gonna be okay.
  • With all we've had to go through, we'll end up twice as strong.
  • I didn't know you had to go so soon.
  • We'll have tonight.
  • You know what makes me crazy?
  • I'm sorry, can I say this?
  • You could be here with me or be there with them - as usual, guess which you pick.
  • You can't spend a single day that's not about you and you and nothing but you!
  • I swear to God I'll never understand how you can stand there straight and tall and see I'm crying, and not do anything at all.
  • Things are moving too fast.
  • I won't do anything just half-assed.
  • I met my personal Aphrodite.
  • I'm feeling panicked and rushed and hurried.
  • I'm so happy I can't get worried.
  • Next day it's just like it never happened.
  • And then he smiles - his eyes light up and how can I complain?
  • Yes, he's insane, but look what he can do.
  • I tend to follow in his stride instead of side by side.
  • I said I'd stick it out and follow through.
  • I'm a part of that...aren't I?
  • Maybe your heart's completely swayed, but your head can't follow through.
  • Don't you think that now's a good time to be the ambitious freak you are?
  • You get to be happy!
  • Take a breath, take a step, take a chance - take your time.
  • Have I mentioned today how lucky I am to be in love with you?
  • I'm sharing a room with a "former" stripper and her snake: Wayne.
  • I could shove an ice pick in my eye, I could eat some fish from last July, but it wouldn't be as awful as [fill in what you wish].
  • He wants me, he wants me, but he ain't gonna get me.
  • Son of a bitch, I guess I'm doing something right!
  • 'Cause the torture is just exquisite while I'm waiting for you to visit.
  • We should go meet the dinosaurs.
  • Will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes?
  • There are so many lives I want to share with you.
  • But if you can just wait I will make it eventually.
  • Not like I'm proud of the fact.
  • I want to be your wife, I want to bear your child, I want to die knowing I had a long, full life in your arms.
  • Will you share your life with me for the next ten lifetimes?
  • There are so many dreams I need to see with you.
  • There are so many years I need to be with you.
  • Everyone tells you that the minute you get married every other woman in the world suddenly finds you attractive.
  • And all of a sudden, this pair of breasts walks by and smiles at you and you're like - "That's not fair!"
  • In a perfect world a miracle would happen.
  • I shouldn't care what she thinks since I can't fuck her anyway!
  • Don't despair, I'll be there.
  • I am a good person!
  • Stop looking at that, look at me.
  • Jesus Christ, I suck, I suck, I suck, I suck.
  • I will not be the girl who requires a man to get by.
  • Can we please for a minute stop blaming and say what you feel?
  • Did you think this would all be much easier than it's turned out to be?
  • If I didn't believe in you, we'd never have gotten this far.
  • Don't we get to be happy at some point down the line?
  • If I'm cheering on your side, why can't you support mine?
  • No one can give you courage.
  • I will not lose because you can't win.
  • He wouldn't leave me alone 'less I went with him to dinner.
  • I guess he was good in bed.
  • He blew me off with a heartfelt letter.
  • I can do better than that.
  • You don't have to change a thing, just stay with me.
  • I want you and you and nothing but you.
  • I don't want to throw up your walls and defenses.
  • It feels like my life led right to your side and will keep me there from now on.
  • Think of what's past, because we can do better.
  • Hey, kid - good morning. You look like an angel.
  • I don't remember when we fell asleep.
  • Nobody needs to know.
  • Come back to bed, kid.
  • Hold on, don't cry yet.
  • I won't let you go.
  • Maybe I could be in love with someone like you.
  • Goodbye until tomorrow.
  • I have been waiting for you.
  • I'm not the only one who's hurting here.
  • I don't know what the hell is left to do.
  • I could never rescue you.
  • All I could do was love you hard and let you go.
  • So we could fight, or we could wait, or I could go...
  • I didn't see a way we both could win.
  • Goodbye.