I FORGET HOW TO BREATHE

Ravenclaw Headcanon

Ravenclaws get over excited when they talk about things they’re passionate about. It’s they kind of excitement where people either get very annoyed by it very quickly, or become so enraptured by what Ravenclaw is saying that they forget how much time has passed.

Imagine Your Otp
  • [Laying together in bed]
  • Person A: "I need you to promise that you'll hold my hand whenever I'm scared."
  • Person B: "Yeah okay."
  • Person A*starts holding B's hand*
  • Person B: *looks around confused* "What are you scared of?"
  • Person A: "I'm scared if I let your hand go you'll disappear."
  • Person B: *forgets how to breathe*
I haven’t seen you in months, but every time I walk outside, I’m terrified. I feel nerves buzz in the palms of my hands and a tingling shivers down my spine. I’m worried that when I see you I will forget how to breathe or my legs will stop working properly. You’ll send my body into shock. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be constantly scanning the crowd for the familiar spike of hair or the leather jacket you insisted made you look cool? I feel the weight of the possibility of your presence every time I walk outside. I haven’t seen you in months, and I don’t know whether I want that to change or not.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write

he tells him in the thick of the sooty-purple night with his hand so soft on the curve of his cheek: 

“i tried to kill myself, before.” 

and isak forgets how to leave his breath out.

forgets to take another in.

lifts his eyes to even’s and looks

he thinks about how even smiles with his whole body in the morning while he picks chocolate-chips out of his croissant, and how he pours isak’s cup of tea before his own. 

how he holds his sketchbook at an angle on the bed of his knees, and curls his fingers round the pencil gripped in his hand.. 

how he wraps woolly scarves so gentle around isak’s neck and ties it deftly before dusting a kiss to the tip of his nose. 

even is so soft, so gentle, so kind.

and isak wonders- he wonders, through the tears clustering between his eyelashes. he wonders– he can’t. 

“i love you,” he whispers, the words a huff of his shoulders, and he’s curling closer to him, dragging even tighter into his body with his hands in fists in his shirt. needs him closer, needs him real, needs him right there in his arms. and the words are shivering out of him, terrified to the core - of this possibility, of this wide-open gaping chasm where even might not have existed any longer, “i love you, you can’t, i love you, i love you so much, even, no-”

even lets isak hold him. 

and he closes his eyes. 

anonymous asked:

SAMS SEASON 8 HAIR I KEEP FORGETTING HOW TO BREATHE WHEN SAM COMES ON SCREEN BECAUSE HIS HAIR IS SO MAJESTIC, HE'S A LION, A FUCKING LION KING AND EVERYONE IS AT HIS COMPLETE MERCY AND THE SUN DOESNT SHINE, BUT HIS SOFT MELTED BROWN HAIR DOES. SAM HAS NOT ONLY FETCHED THE SUN, HE CONSUMED IT, FIRE AND ALL, AND NOW IT BURNS INSIDE HIM BLINDING EVERYONE AROUND HIM, IT SHINES THROUGH HIS EYES THE BRIGHTEST THEY EMIT BEAUTY AND THATS WHY DEAN HAS BEEN BLIND EVER SINCE HE FIRST LOOKED SAM IN THE EYES

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DO YOU MEAN THIS HAIR

Originally posted by berezneva12

DO YOU MEAN THE FLUFFIEST, SHINIEST, MOST AMAZING GORGEOUS HAIR RIGHT HERE

Originally posted by stuckinsinnoh

SAM WINCHESTER’S HAIR IN SEASON 8 IS BASICALLY LIKE WHAT HAPPENS TO THE SKY AFTER IT RAINS, IT’S PURE SUNSHINE INTERTWINED WITH DREAMS AND LOVE AND ALL THINGS GOOD

HIS HAIR SHINES AS BRIGHT AS HIS KINDNESS AND GOODNESS, SOMETHING INSIDE OF HIM THAT CAN ONLY BE THE ACTUAL SUN IN THE DAMNED SKY

HIS HAIR SHINES BRIGHTER THAN ALL THE SOULS HE SAVED

YES YES THE SUN ISN’T JUST IN HIS HAIR, IT’S IN HIS SMILE AND IN HIS EYES AND IN HIS ACTIONS

SUNSHINE

Originally posted by awkwardsamw

PURE SUNSHINE

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

ABSOLUTE SUNSHINE, ARE YOU KIDDING ME

I LOVE ALL SAMS, SEASON 1 TO NOW SAM

(I mean, c’mon, how could I not)

Originally posted by supernaturalismykryptonite

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

BUT SEASON 8 SAM IS SO SPECIAL AND MAJESTIC AND WONDERFUL 

AND SHOULD BE CHERISHED FOR ALL THE HEART-STOPPING HE DOES TO US POOR, INNOCENT FANS

I MEAN

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Originally posted by artemiskitsune

Originally posted by jayqueenofhell

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

Originally posted by livingthegifs

LET ME LIVE, YOU DAMN BEAUTIFUL SOUL 

constellations

pairing: justin foley / reader

genre: smut… but like soft smut HAHAHA 

description: honestly i suck at descriptions pls read hahaha ALSO ITS ANGSTY AT THE START BUT EVERYTHING WORKS OUT :-)

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ME REACTING TO THOSE GOOD FANART/FICS OF MY SHIPS :
  • internal organs starts to malfunction i often forget how to breathe trust me on this
  • emotions can’t cope up
  • IM crying and laughing AT THE SAME FUCKING TIME
  • URGENT BITING NEEDS
  • chill level is nonexistent
  • i just opened a whole new dimension starts shipping ships ive’ve never shipped b4
  • SELF CONTROL IS BASICALLY DEAD
  • life span increases by 459243574872345987 light years
  • singleandedly created a whole new language of gibberish in one sitting
  • THERE ARE TEARS. REAL WET 3D TEARS IN my FUCKING EYES
  • ‘who am i????’ at some point i space out out of pure awe
  • speechless to the point i can’t even talk for hours except stare at the wall trying to figure out why i deserve these masterpieces
  • thanking the lord for blessing me with that fanart/fanfic every 10 secnds
  • the thirst is real
  • probably bitten my tongue countless of times trying to keep my mouth shut cause there’s actually other people trying to sleep in the next room at 2 am
  • probably lookin like im having an asthma attack while taking a shit
  • EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED
  • layers of goosebumps
  • pores are open af
  • trying hard not to kill myself
  • forgets that those characters doesn’t exist and just tries to hide the negative emotions thru memes
  • has 12352034875203452020234 albums of fanarts and bookmarked fics to keep me alive thru the day
  • ‘im fine’ BITCH IM NOT FINE DO YOU SEE HOW BEAUTIFUL MY CHILDREN ARE???????
  • swearing game level 10000000000+
  • googles how to live
  • IN SHORT YOU GO BATSHIT FROM GETTING TOO OVERWHELMED WITH EMOTIONS YOU DIDN’T KNOW YOU ACTUALLY HAVE

Friendly reminder to get up and do some stretches.

Stretch your backs, roll your shoulders, stretch out those arms and wrists.

Go get some water while you’re at it.

Get something to eat if you haven’t eaten in a while.

Take care y’all!

Enough.

Summary: Sometimes you are up in bed wondering if you will ever be enough for the man who you love so much. 

A/N: here’s me attempting to write because I literally only write when I have random angsty/fluffy urges too. This idea popped into my head from personal experience and how most of us hope things would go. 

For: @sad-af1121 @bxckyfxcknbxrnes @thewintersadie @serzhantkris @thatawkwardtinyperson hoping to be as talented as you guys one day. 

Originally posted by misunderstood-adventures

Rain usually is a welcome calming factor in your life. For as long as you can remember rain has always been associated with warmth in your life. 

Rain meant cuddles on the sofa. Rain meant a warm cup of hot coco, wrapped up in a blanket and a book on your lap. Rain meant fantasies of recreating kisses only movies deemed possible. Rain meant peace. 

But now, the rain was keeping you up. 

You’ve tried your hardest not to let your thoughts get to you. You tried harder to close your eyes and tell yourself that everything is fine. But you can’t. Your mind won’t shut off. Your thoughts keep going back to the one thing you have been trying to avoid for weeks.

You feel movement next to you and you turn from the window and see the reason for your restless thoughts. In his sleep, Bucky looks as peaceful as a sleeping baby. 

You lift your hand to caress his cheek. Bucky Barnes is a force of nature. He is everything a father would want his daughter to marry. He is gentle and kind and most undoubtedly a good man. And to add onto the ever growing list of the perfect Bucky Barnes, he’s also incredibly handsome. 

So why…why is he here with you?

You aren’t naive. You might be the newest Avenger but you know of his past. You know who his heart once belonged too. You know that you can never be her. 

Natasha is everything that men lust over and women would die to be. She is gorgeous, she is self-less and she is everything you strive to be. She’s the whole package. 

Your heart wrenches and tears build up in your eyes. You know, you just know that if there comes a day when Natasha wants Bucky, Bucky won’t hesitate to go to her. They are like kindred souls. Waves who keep crashing into each other but drops that keep missing each other but desperately trying to fall into the same place. They have a past, they have a present and if God willing, they’ll have a future.

“Baby-doll, what are you still doing up?” Bucky’s gravelly voice stirs you away from your thoughts and your greeted with steel blue eyes and his furrowed brows. 

“Nothing, I was just thinking about the ocean.”

“The ocean? We could go to the beach after we get back from the mission” he sighs as he wraps his arms around you. 

You lean your head against him and listen to the beating of his heart. You wrap your arms around him and bury your head against his chest. “Bucky….”

“Hm?”

“I think…I think we should break up, before you- no stop listen to me before you get offended. I’m not..I’m not enough for you. I will never be enough for you. I’ll let you down if I already haven’t and I…Bucky I’m just not enough.” 

Bucky is looking down at you as you finally meet his eyes and try to pull away. He shakes his head and wraps his arms tighter around you. “I’m not letting you go. You’re being ridiculous. You are more than enough for me.”

“Am I though? Because I will never be Nat. I know, I know you are here with me, in this bed. But is that where you want to be? Because I see the way you used to look at her Buck, before we got to where we are now. If Nat, if she ever asked you to try again, I know…I know that you would choose her. Because I’m not your drop in the ocean Bucky. I am not your one in a million. She is. She has been and she always will be.”

Bucky’s lips are turned down in a frown and his arms are still wrapped around you. This time before you could even try to get away, he flips you over. You’re on your back and you’re about to question him when he cuts you off “Bucky–”

“Listen carefully for what I’m going to tell you right now Y/N. Before you, before I could even wrap my head around the possibility of you, I only knew what love was or what I thought it was because of Nat. But you…you came along with your adorable laugh and your stack of books and sarcastic humor and you…you knocked me off my feet. I loved Nat, but you? You crashed into me like a tsunami that I wasn’t expecting. You took me under. You made me forget how to breathe. You drowned me in you and I never want to come up for air. So get it in this thick skull of yours. I am yours. You are mine and no ocean can ever compare in size how enough you are to me.”

He kisses you gently and smooths the tears running down your cheeks with his metal hand. “I love you.”

You sob/laugh into him and wrap your arms around his neck and tug him down for another kiss. “I love you too Bucky Barnes.”

“Good, because I plan on showing you for the rest of our lives how enough you are to me.”