I FORGET 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

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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

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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)

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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 livingthegifs

LET ME LIVE, YOU DAMN BEAUTIFUL SOUL 

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. 

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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.”

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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YOUSEF/SANA FANFICTION RECS MASTERPOST

Hello! I know you’re probably confused as to why an Evak fics recs blog is posting a Yousana masterpost right now… At first I only meant to reply to an anon’s request for a few fics, but then it kinda turned into this, so I hope y’all don’t mind. I think we all are in the need for some kind of glimmer of hope and light in the form of fluffy fics right now anyway. 

The list is divided into oneshots and chaptered fics and will be updated over time, so make sure to like/bookmark it.
My personal favorites are tagged with a “ ★ ”.
Completed chaptered fics are tagged with a “ ✓ ” 

All the fics can be found under the cut. Have fun.

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post botw headcanon
  • zelda and link are in hateno
  • she approaches him saying that zora’s domain contacted her about vah ruta and it malfunctioning
  • they want link to come take a look at it and he agrees, getting up immediately to pack up some stuff for the trip
  • he doesn’t notice zelda packing her things too until he’s leaving the house
  • “uhhh ,, what are you doing?”
  • “coming with you ?”
  • he’s baffled for a second
  • “you want to come with me?”
  • “yeah. obviously”
  • it takes him a minute to really process what’s happening - zelda’s gonna come with him on a long trip - and he knows no amount of arguing will change her mind
  • the trip to zora’s domain is a few days long
  • early on in the trip they’re quiet, just on horseback
  • zelda’s behind link admiring the nature and scenery, thinking of how her country has changed
  • she wants to tell link something so she jogs her horse a bit to catch up with him but her words startle him and he jumps
  • “goddess … you scared me”
  • zelda’s confused as to why he was afraid
  • a few days later when they get to inogo bridge they have to abandon their horses and this is when zelda asks him about the day before
  • “before … why did you get so scared when i spoke suddenly ?”
  • he admits that he forgot she was there
  • he was also lost in thought so the sudden voice so close behind him caught him off guard
  • “i’ve been alone so long, i forget how not to be”

I want Kylo to freeze and forget how to breathe for a full 30 seconds the moment he lays his eyes on Rey in The Last Jedi but then act like he’s just trying to intimidate her when in reality he’s dumbstruck and doesn’t know what to do because all he’s thinking is, “omG IT’S MY FORCE BOND WIFEY REEeeeEeyyyy”

Daffodils (Elucien)

AN: Yeah, so, I headcanon that when Tamlin dies, the power passes to Lucien and he becomes High Lord of the Spring Court. Why, you say? Not because I think Lucien would be a good High Lord (not that he’d be bad!) but because ELAIN IS PERFECT FOR THE SPRING COURT. So yeah. And yes, I know, I will be posting Across the Stars (which you should all check out!) today, but I got excited about this one first. This is dedicated to the other two Night Court Queens @illyriantremors and @kitashiwrites!!! Enjoy!!! (Also, I’d like to say that this is NOT where I thought this fic was gonna go, but I’m so glad it did!)

“Sit still, my goodness!” Elain frowned as Lucien, once again, shifted uncomfortably in her lap and yanked the stem off of one of the daffodils in his hair. She threw the ruined flower back down in the sun-warmed grass.

Lucien grunted. “You’re taking too long.”

“I’m almost done,” she replied, wrapping the stem of the bright yellow flower around a long strand of his hair. “I would have been done fifteen minutes ago if you hadn’t crushed all the petals in my lap.”

A low chuckle rumbled in Lucien’s chest. He plucked a blade of grass and examined it idly. “I do not regret that.”

Elain’s cheeks colored rose. She pressed her lips into a thin line and focused on the flower in her hand.

Lucien resisted the urge to twist around and look up at her. The only thing that kept him still and staring at the cloudless spring sky was the fact that he might ruin his mate’s loving handiwork—even if he didn’t particularly want daffodils strung in his hair. “Do you regret it?”

Her hands stilled for a moment in his hair, and for a split second, his heart grew wings and whirled in a fluttering panic. But her hands resumed their work and she cleared her throat delicately. “Not at all.”

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Crossing Lines

Summary: AU Jensen and reader moved to LA so he could pursue a music career. A new tenant just moved into their building.  His name is Chris and he’s an up and coming actor.

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Reader, Chris Evans

Word Count:  2322

Warnings: SMUT, angst, fluff, cheating

A/N: These are my two faves and my mind wandered as I thought about what it would be like to have to choose between them. This is the result. This will be a multi-part series.

Thank you to @trexrambling for betaing this for me!

All images are from Google Search, credit goes to their owners.

2004, Los Angeles, CA

You walk into the kitchen and over to the sink, plugging it before pouring in some soap and turning on the faucet.  You notice Jensen’s plate sitting about eight inches to the right of the sink and you sigh.

“Seriously, Jay?” you call to him.

“What, babe?” he asks, coming up behind you and resting his hands on your hips.

“You couldn’t have gone another eight inches to the left?” you ask, gesturing to the plate.

“Hmm, eight inches.  Is that all you need?” he whispers at the shell of your ear.

Electric currents race down your spine, settling at the base with a tingle.

“I’ve got more than eight, right here.”  He brushes your hair to the side, kissing your exposed neck as he grinds against your ass.   You arch into him and his hands slide up from your hips, caressing your breasts as you reach back, clasping your hand around his neck.  “How ‘bout I say thank you for washing the dishes?”  He nibbles the side of your throat.

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I met him and suddenly the sky turned from grey to blue and my heart finally found itself.
I didn’t know what it was like to love, or even have a crush on someone. But one day someone was going to have to break me and oh God I wish it wasn’t him.
His brown eyes captivated me and I stared into them so much I saw the green that hid in them.
He was my green.
In a world of brown, he was my green.
Just by the simple act of our knees brushing set me to flames.
He made me love so hard and so fast.
He made the caterpillars in my stomach turn into butterfly’s and they flew up into my chest.
I didn’t care how many times he destroyed me.
Whenever I put my heart back together, it was stuck together with tape that had his name written all over it.
I didn’t care how many times he broke me.
I just wanted those amazing times in between.
He shattered me, or who I was, completely.
On that day, I changed. I became a different person and over half a year later, I’m still trying to learn who she is.
I still forget how to talk, or breathe, when his eyes meet mine.
He’s a horrible person who does nothing but hurt other people.
But oh how he saved me.
—  He saved me and destroyed me and I can’t decide which is better.