Floating-Away

I think the problem is that people fret over the permanence instead of the beauty of love, and that is where you lose both, all at once.
So do not fret, forget about your infinities. Forget about marriage and two kids.
Love is not then, love is not later, love is now.
Hold on to it before it passes you by.
Embrace it like the stars in the sky, poetry in his words and fire in his pretty brown eyes.
Embrace is before it floats away and all you’re left with is the bittersweet feeling of not enjoying something when you had it.
—  thewriterthatnobodynoticedLove is now//5:30 PM

i’m just imagining that, after the ballon squad and Even make up again, Elias comes up to his mum and tells her “the boys are going to come over tonight,” and then he hesitates a moment, a shy smirk darting over his face, “and can you maybe cook shishbarak?” and his mother wonders why, because usually the boys aren’t /that/ keen on it and she hasn’t cooked it in ages, and then Elias looks up at her, the smile still darting over his face, “it’s the 6 of us.” and Elias’s mother just /knows/

and when Even is finally over, she pulls him into a tight hug and Even feels all the tension, all the hurt he harboured all the time float away and he’ll just smile at her and nod and then Elias takes him by the hand and they’ll all listen to music and they’re laughing and catching up on each other

and when it’s dinner time, and Even sits down-on his place, the place he always had when he was over at the Bakkoush’s place- mamma Bakkoush places a plate of shishbarak in front of Even and whispers a “welcome back” and Even has his second home back, he has it back.

I met zoie palmer and could barely speak or look at her AND SHE WAS SO SWEET SHE TALKED ABOUT MY NAME AND TOUCHED MY ARM AND AND CALLED ME SWEETHEART AND IM BLOGGING FROM THE FUCKING GRAVE

I wanted to tell her about how Lauren helped me so much when I got kicked out but WORDS WERE TOO DIFFICULT SHES GORGEOUS

some fool: k/allura had a hand hold you can’t use the klance and shallura hand holding scenes as evidence anymore :)

me: the k/allura hand hold wasn’t even a hand hold it was reaching out to make sure the other didn’t float away aimlessly into space whereas both klance and shallura’s hand holding scenes were tender and soft and took place at a peak point in their respective relationship’s development, dynamic, and set up and involved a few lines that actually changed the dynamic of the relationship and gave the characters development as well

Johann was good and soft and listen. Listen. His last moments in life were:
-strumming a harp happily because he finally thought the voidfish was super psyched about it
-getting choked by mannequin magnus AND STRUGGLING he isnt a confrontational dude. he must have been so scared???
-trying to yell to magnus, seeing the tank shatter and getting cut by the hunger
-bleeding out probably
-seeing magnus float away and knowing this was his ONLY CHANCE to be remembered, to not let them erase him from the WHOLE WORLD

Crash

@talortut​ asked:  Hi! I love your blog <3 If you’re still taking requests, I would love to see some sick/hurt/exhausted/whatever Lance with the line “You’re gonna crash" from the starters. :)

((Thank you for the prompt SOMEHOW THIS TURNED INTO A 2400K LANGST/ KLANCE FIC BUT LMAO))

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Undercover

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Prompt: “You might not be aware but staring at my tits is unprofessional.”

Characters: detective!Dean x cop!Reader

Requested: @maraisabellegrey


“I don’t love this idea, Y/N.”

“Did you see the cool lipstick they gave me? There’s actually a knife in there. It’s awesome.”

“Y/N…”

“Sammy! Shut up. This is happening whether you like it or not. I got this.” You snap back, furiously pacing in your insanely high heels.

“But…”

“The bastard has killed five girls so far, dude. If this is what it takes to bring the fucker down then so be it.” You declare dramatically, trying to avoid the worry in his puppy dog eyes.

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Slow and Steady

Word count: 1,236

Warning: LOTS of fluff, smut, oral (female receiving)

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Request/Summary: Thank you for your request (I’m so sorry I just re-read the request and it said massage, not shower, but oh well. I probably should have done that before but I could have sworn it said shower.)

After a particularly rough hunt Sam takes good care of the reader in more ways than one.

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

It had been a particularly difficult and strenuous case, but it was finally over. All of your muscles ached, you were bleeding from what seemed to be everywhere, and dirt and grime covered your body. After making it back to the motel you slumped onto the bed, relishing in the sweet rock-hardness of the mattress and the course brush of the cheap sheets against your tired skin. Dean had gone to his room, refusing to drive you back to the bunker until you had all had a night’s rest and recovery. Sam returned to the room half an hour later once he had patched Dean up and vice versa.

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