You broke my heart
but it doesn’t feel like heart break.
I drive a little faster, I cross the street without looking, I smoke an extra cigarette for each time I usually smoke one. I take my walks late at night instead of the safer afternoon. I go outside while my hair is still wet. I take two extra sleeping pills than I should.
I’ve become reckless.
Maybe you didn’t break my heart.
Maybe you just broke my way of living.
—  S.A

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love always trusts. Love always hopes. Love always perseveres. Love never fails. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:1-7,13

I would give you my eyes if I could, to show you all the ways in which I love you.
—  S.A // Love Is Definitely Not Blind

Fluffy! Demetri Volturi X Reader Headcanons
Requested by @impossiblepizzapeace
7 Days of Random Acts of Kindness

.Monday afternoons were probably your favorite; you and Demetri would soak in a bubble bath after a long Monday. After discovering his “bubble beard problem” a while back, you would start to play “barber.” You would shape his beard before pretending to cut it as you wiped a portion of the bubbles away. Demetri would just grin so much that his cheeks would start to burn in an unseeable blush. He would be so happy that you played along rather than teased him for it, holding it over his head like Master Aro does. Demetri would also place the roses from the bath into a flower crown around your head, calling you “The Princess of the Bath Kingdom” or more usually, “my princess.”

.On Tuesday mornings, before going off to track, Demetri would wake you up early to take care of your hair. You always complained how tangled it would get as you slept. So, when Tuesday mornings came around, he would begin his session of carefully brushing your hair, nearly soothing you back to sleep. Then, when it was all silky and smooth, he would begin intricately braiding it out of your face so it wouldn’t suffocate you when you went back to sleep. When you were all but dozing off from the heavenly treatment, he would carry you back to the bed, tuck you in, and kiss your forehead before leaving for the day.

.Every Wednesday, Demetri would give you a spa night. He was actually quite good at it from being a third wheel at Heidi and Renata’s date nights. (He usually had to go with them along with another guard or two to make sure they weren’t attacked for being a part of the Volturi – plus, they would ask for Demetri specifically so that they could gossip with him and have his opinion on clothes and nail colors.) Demetri would paint your nails any color you wished (but he always prefers you with blood red nails) and would do it so well and with such precision that no polish would even get on your fingers or clothes. He had also learned how to do facials and massages – you two would apply the masks on each other while sitting on the floor with beauty supplies surrounding you. While the masks dried, you two would take turns massaging each other’s backs. Yet after the spa was over, he would insist on massaging your feet before going to bed. It went perfectly fine until he started to tickle your feet relentlessly. Each time he started again and would accuse him, he would deny it and sneakily smile to himself. Then, when you went to bed angry, he would try to make it up to you by planting kisses on your shoulders and neck. During this, he would sweetly ask if you were mad and if you’d forgive him. He’s sure lucky he’s cute.

.Since every Thursday is court day and would take him longer than usual, you would wake up that morning to the scent and sight of your favorite flowers in an elegant case on the night stand. A small note would be attached with a poem Demetri wrote himself. One week it would be about your beauty, another week it would be about your personality, one week would be about the amazing time he had on your date. And right under each poem would be a beautiful quote about love and/or soulmates.

.Friday nights are usually “morale boosting sessions” for the Volturi. (Usually, they’re just having Mario Cart competitions while passing around blood bags and chugging them.) Demetri would sit you on his lap in the arm chair in the corner, as Felix and Santiago play as Princess Peach and Bowser, respectively. (They were also not afraid of role playing. Ex. Felix – “You’ll never lock me back up in your stupid castle, Bowser. Do you even call that dump a castle?” Santiago – “Can you just shut up and -what the?! Who just hit me with those stupid turtle shells?!” Heidi - *Comes racing past as Mario* I’ve come to save you, Peach darling!” *Heidi winks at Felix teasingly.* Felix - *dramatically fans himself and pretends to look faint* “Oh, my hero!”) You and Demetri would laugh and cheer when Alec would zoom past the two into first place as Toad.

.As for Saturday nights, Demetri makes you two your own “morale boosting sessions.” He would allow you to pick out a movie from the Volturi castle’s private movie theatre while he went out to gather popcorn, soft drinks, and EVERY KIND OF CANDY (since, he wasn’t quite sure what your favorite was (yet)) And while you watched the movie and snacked, he would cuddle you from behind and twirl your hair around his fingers while delicately stroking your ear. To be honest, he’d rather watch you for the rest of eternity and your ever changing facial expressions than some dumb movie. (Especially, if it was a horror movie because you would be burying your face in his neck and gripping onto him for dear life, wanting him to protect you from all the scary monsters – even though he is one himself. (At least, that’s how he imagined it.))

. Then after the movie, on Sunday morning, you would have so much left over candy that you decide to take Demetri to the Volterra orphanage to give the children the remains of your movie night snacks. The children loved it, almost as much as they loved Demetri. They would climb all over him and wrap themselves around his legs to try to prevent him from leaving. Demetri was so terrified of these small, fragile but scary human newborns, but you just giggled and pulled the children off him, promising them a story. As you were reading the story, “The little Vampire,” Demetri watched you in awe with his jaw against his knuckles and his mouth slightly slack. You were so amazing with kids; he kind of wanted a small version of you. One to cherish and hold and love. But, that would have to wait – he wanted to spoil you first and have your full attention on himself before even talking about having a little hybrid of your own.

“There’s almost a tomboy quality in her [Michelle Pfeiffer’s] easy humor and warmth, and then the next moment she stuns you by an entirely womanly femininity that takes your breath away,” says Branagh. “A third of the time, I laughed a lot with Michelle; a third of the time, I marveled at her wondrous command of camera and scene; and a third of the time, I just tried to get the image of her sliding across the piano in that red dress in ‘The Fabulous Baker Boys’ out of my mind.”

Pfeiffer confesses that before shooting began, she was nervous that she wouldn’t be able to hold her own. “I have to say acting with all of them kind of intimidated me,” she says. “The amount of talent in the room was not lost on me. I didn’t get over that for the first few days.” It’s odd to think of Pfeiffer, who has three Oscar nominations and a case of iconic roles, getting butterflies about meeting anyone. But one actress in particular left her cowed. “It’s Judi Dench,” she says. “I cried when I met her. My eyes kept filling with tears.” - Variety, October 10 2017 [x]