Movie Date

Pairings: Peter Parker x Reader, slight Stony


Could you please write a Peterxreader where reader is the youngest member of the team. One day they have a movie date in the tower and the team spies on them?Could it be in the point of view of the team?[bonus points if deadpool is in it] thanks <3            

Wade has created a chatroom.

Wade has added Natasha, Tony, Thor, Bruce, Steve, Clint, Vision.

Clint: What, Wade?!

Tony: Can we text later? You’re going to distract me!

Bruce: I need to ask, but is it not weird that us, adults, are spying on Y/N and Peter, our youngest and most loved members movie date in a very cramped up spot?

Natasha: If you don’t like it, then you can leave, Banner. It’s not weird. We are just being protective parental units/uncles/adopted android sibling.

Vision: Overprotective*

Steve: Should they be sitting so close? Natasha, should they? Maybe I should go in and sit between them.

Tony: I will kick your ass, Rogers! Don’t you dare ruin their date!

Thor: Grab him, Stark! I shall lay Mjolnir upon him so he may not move.

Steve: Try it and I will run off with Mjolnir!

Thor: You? Worthy? HA! Do not fight us!

Steve: I know you have your doubts. I know deep down you know that I was faking not being able to lift Mjolnir. Would you like to test me?

Thor: Anyone has any rope?

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SHINee has spent 9 whole years as a real, loving family!!! They have constantly shared their light with us in their uniquely colorful ways, both as five individuals and as one. I am so thankful for them, so happy for them, so proud, and I only wish them the best in the future!~ I will stay as long as I can. And I also want to thank them so much for the light they’ve brought into my life–my SHAWOLs, I never would’ve found your stars without SHINee’s light ferrying me to you. You have also changed my life for the better, and I only hope we can be together for a long time, so that I can one day return this love to you.

“In Another Universe” - Digital Oil Painting

In another universe, where the tattoo on Billie’s finger says 10" instead of FOX. Hehe! (To be clear, I have nothing against Georgia or Lawrence, I think they’re grand, I just like thinking about David and Billie in a ‘what if’ sort of way.)

This is NOT a Photoshop filter, every stroke is painted by me.

I love seeing the responses of Snaters to Snape hate post, they’re so deep in denial that they basically created a whole new series.

But of course, James grew up out of his childish behavior, he stopped being a bully and died like a hero and Snape didn’t. It is a well known fact that all the Snape lovers ignore his misdeeds to pretend he’s perfect (glare at Marauder fans) and cannot possibly be anything but greedy stalkers who strive to do evil, unlike pure James fans who never dreamed of denying sexual harassment and bullying. James Potter was a good and noble man, and the things that prove it are his family’s money, his looks, his popularity, about three years as an Auror and getting Lily Evans pregnant. Oh, he also tried to save thee people he loved, so much different than anyone else on the series, but of course he deserves all the appreciation while others deserve either none or not as much in a good day.

All characters are morally grey and did both good and bad and that’s a fact, but as they say, there is no I in denial.

scudismystud  asked:

Tell me more about this Cassidy from Preacher?? Also, I need to catch up on Justified so we can talk about Raylan xD also when is Santa Clarita Diet season 2 gonna be out ??!!!

YES!!! Cassidy, an Irish vampire with a heart of gold who finally finds best friends in Jesse and Tulip :,) You most definitely need to watch Justified so we can talk about Raylan and Boyd and most importantly Tim. I DON’T KNOW!! 2018 sometime, I’m hoping February because that’s when the first season came out. Also Scream 2 was on TV earlier today :,)

Ask me anything!!

Oh, look at him, and love him; and if his great worth move you not, at least let these sorrows and ignominies which he suffers for you move you to love him.

O adorable Heart of my Jesus, Heart inflamed with the love of men, Heart created on purpose to love them, how is it possible that Thou canst be despised, and Thy love so ill corresponded to by men? Oh, miserable that I am, I also have been one of those ungrateful ones that have not loved Thee. Forgive me, my Jesus, this great sin of not having loved Thee Who art so amiable, and Who hast loved me so much that Thou canst do nothing more to oblige me to love Thee. 

O Love of my Jesus, Thou art my Love. O Burning Heart of my Jesus, do Thou inflame my heart also. Do not permit me in future, even for a single moment, to live without Thy love; rather kill me, destroy me; do not let the world behold the spectacle of such horrid ingratitude as that I, who have been so beloved by Thee, and received so many favours and lights from Thee, should begin again to despise Thy love. No, my Jesus, permit it not. I trust in the Blood that Thou hast shed for me, that I shall always love Thee, and that Thou wilt always love me, and that this love between Thee and me will not be broken off for eternity. O Mary, Mother of fair love, thou who desirest so much to see Jesus loved, bind me, unite me with thy Son; but bind me to Him so that we may never again be separated.

I see you (a fluffy one shot)

Today has been a good day! This thing has been in my drafts for a while now and I finally managed to turn it into something, it’s not much but it feels right to me and after many weeks of not finishing anything, this is a step in the right direction for me.
My muse is not gone! (thank you beautiful Pine Tom, for waking it up!)

I’ve been wanting to do something involving Tom’s voice for a while, because it is one of the things that I love most about him, I could listen to it all day long and it calms me down, even when the man himself is too much to handle.

This one is all fluff and feels.

And to fully experience this one, you might want to listen to these as the story goes on:

Sonnet 18 by Shakespeare read by Tom
Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda read by @tomhiddlestonsoundalike 
and use your imagination for the last one 
Sweet and low by Alfred Lord Tennyson


I see you

“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind . And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.” (A midsummer night’s dream by Shakespeare)

Was it possible to fall in love with a voice?

Two weeks ago Sophia would have laughed out loud at that statement, she was a quiet person and her own voice was something she would sooner try and hide than put out there for everyone to hear.
Someone’s vocal cords were nothing more but a means to communicate to her, not something she usually paid a lot of attention to. She had been attracted to something as simple as a smile before when she could see a glimpse of someone’s genuine heart in there, or how the depth of someone’s eyes portrayed their kind soul. But the mere sound of someone’s voice never really did anything for her. But that was all before she had heard him speak.

Never before had a voice touched her heart like that, and never before did it tell her everything she needed to know about a man, long before she ever laid eyes on him.


Dr Turner had warned her about the strength of her other senses and how they would take over the moment her eyesight was gone. She had found it all a little exaggerated, it was only temporary, two weeks of blindness while she was recovering from her eye surgery. 
Honestly, it didn’t sound so bad, catching up on some sleep in a hospital bed would be a nice and welcome change from her usual busy schedule.

But as soon as she came out of surgery she realized the weight of the whole situation and how severely she had underestimated it. 

At first it felt like she never even woke up. Sure, she could hear the sounds of the hospital life kicking in as soon as the anesthesia started to wear off, but it felt as if the world was carrying on around her and she was no longer a real part of it. She almost felt like a ghost, here but not really.

She hadn’t realized how the blindness isolates you, takes you out of the world and into your own little pitch black bubble.

‘You can open them, you know,’ the female voice next to her was friendly and comforting.

‘I’d rather not,’ Sophia said hesitantly.

Her bandages got changed twice a day, it was the moment she dreaded above anything else, even having to rely on a nurse to go to the bathroom was better than this, this fear of opening them up…and still being surrounded by nothing but darkness.

‘Scared you won’t see anything, huh?’ the nurse asked.

‘Yes,’ she admitted,’ that’s silly, isn’t it? This surgery was meant to prevent that from happening, not be the cause it.’

‘It’s a very common reaction,’ the nurse’s calm voice reassured her,’ but everything looks fine as far as I can see, it’s only been 24 hours but it seems to be healing nicely. And don’t worry, it’s also common to not see properly during the first days after surgery, it’s still no reason for panic. Open them if you want.’

‘No, I’m good,’ she sighed, keeping her eyes firmly shut while the nurse took a new bandage and shook her head in a little smile.

‘I’m going to need you to open them a little bit for me though, so I can put in the healing cream,’ she asked with a smile.

Sophia drifted off into sleep again as soon as the nurse was gone, it had only been two days and already she had lost all sense of time, was it already dark outside or was the sun still shining brightly through the large windows into the room? There was no way to tell.

Every time a nurse visited the room Sophia asked her what time it was, but often she faded back into another sleep and forgot again as soon as she woke up.

It was then, while she was drifting between sleep and consciousness, that the sound of his voice woke her up.

‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May’

It was hard to distinguish at first, and it took her a while to realize the voice was too close to her and too clear to be coming from a tv set.

‘And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines’

His voice was so deep it almost gave her chills, but his tone was soft and warm, his accent was alluring, he was clearly well educated, every word was annunciated to perfection. But what drew her in above all that was the pure emotion in his words, he was putting his heart and soul into it and it sounded so…honest.

She allowed herself to drift away to his sound, it was soothing her, and soon she found herself letting go of some of the stress she had been feeling for the past week. She could have listened to him all day long.

‘By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.’

‘Oh my, that was lovely! Thank you so much, dear!’

Sophia recognized the voice of the old lady in the bed next to her.

‘You’re very welcome, Marie,’ a male voice answered,’ it’s my pleasure, honestly. I don’t meet a lot of Shakespeare fans, most people just want me to read them their morning paper.’

To her surprise his voice sounded equally mesmerizing when he was just casually chatting. 
The old lady let out a happy laugh, she hadn’t laughed like that in the entire time Sophia had been in the room with her.

‘I see you have a roommate now,’ the male voice then spoke.

It took Sophia a few moments to realize they were talking about her and she could hear him come closer while he was talking,’ I’m sorry, I couldn’t help but notice you were listening in.’
‘I’m sorry,’ Sophia stuttered,’ I hadn’t meant to…’

‘Please,’ his voice was suddenly softer,’ you’re welcome to listen in anytime. My name is Tom.’

She shivered when her hand was suddenly engulfed by a much bigger one, he wasn’t shaking it but merely holding it in his for a few seconds, as if to let her know he was there beside her.

‘He’s the nice reader I told you about, dear,’ Marie said.

‘I’m Sophia, and I’m sorry,’ she repeated quietly,’ I didn’t mean to eavesdrop there.’
‘Please don’t apologize,’ Tom reassured her,’ it’s nice to meet you, Sophia, are you a Shakespeare fan as well?’
‘Not really,’ she confessed with a little smile.

‘That’s alright,’ she could hear the smile in his voice, his one hand was still holding onto hers,’ I would love to read to you if you’d like, I take requests.’

‘I have a request, Tom,’ Marie interrupted.

He squeezed Sophia’s hand softly while he stood up,’ I think I need to tend to Marie first. If you’d like I’ll get back to you later, I’m here every day.’

Sophia smiled but sighed at the loss of his hand on hers.

‘Thank you,’ she whispered, unsure if he still heard her or was already back on his way to the old lady.


When Sophia woke up the next day her initial reaction was to bring her hands up to her eyes and carelessly rub the sleep out of them but she stopped when her fingers hit the bandages and she realized where she was.

Then she heard the quiet sobbing coming from the bed next to her.


The crying stopped suddenly and made room for complete silence.

‘Marie?’ she asked again,’ are you alright?’

‘It’s nothing, dear,’ the old lady spoke softly.

‘Are you in pain? Should I call a nurse?’ she asked worried.

‘No, no please, everything is fine,’ Marie insisted,’ how are you feeling this morning, love?’

Sophia was still worried but she decided to not ask anything more, the old lady clearly didn’t want to talk about what was bothering her and it wasn’t her place to push it. She would try and ask her again later.

‘Good, I think,’ she answered with a weak smile,’ it still feels very unreal though.’

‘I can only imagine,’ the old lady answered,’ but it will be over in a few weeks time, this will all be worth it.’

‘I guess so,’ Sophia said with a little smile.

‘Our Tom will be here in an hour,’ the old lady then said, her voice was covered in excitement when she spoke his name.

Sophie shook her head and smiled,’ you mean your Tom, you seem very smitten with him, Marie.’

‘Oh, you should see him, darling,’ Marie swooned and Sophia couldn’t help but laugh.
 Whatever was making the old lady cry just a minute ago, the thought of this young man coming to read to her was still enough to cheer her up. 

‘Is he a handsome man?’ Sophia asked.

‘He is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen,’ Marie answered.

‘Now, now, Marie, I don’t think I deserve that much credit.’

‘Tom!’ the old lady almost let out a scream when he stepped into the room.

‘I’m sorry, darling,’ Tom apologized,’ I came in a little earlier to give Sophia here a chance to let me read to her.’

Sophia heard him move towards her and couldn’t help but feel the blush creep up on her cheeks. 

Why would she meet the most handsome man in the world NOW, when she couldn’t even see him? The universe was playing a very cruel game with her, or maybe Marie hadn’t seen a lot of men in her life and the old lady was greatly exaggerating the whole thing.
Sophia smiled when she felt Tom’s hand on hers, giving it a gentle squeeze to let her know he was there.

‘May I sit?’ he asked.
 She nodded her head and felt him sit down next to her on the bed.

‘How are you feeling today?’ he asked, Sophia knew this was a standard conversation he probably had with anyone here but his words felt genuine to her nonetheless.
‘I’m okay,’ she answered,’ I’m not in pain or anything, but this darkness…’

‘It’s heavier than you thought, isn’t it?’ he said.

‘So much heavier,’ she sighed.

‘It’s only temporary,’ he reassured her.

‘If everything goes well,’ she said,’ which it has, but…I don’t know, it still feels scary. Like, when you fix a light bulb and you turn the electricity back on but there’s this split second where you’re not sure it’s actually going to work.’

He squeezed her hand a little harder and she smiled. She was struggling to explain why she felt so comfortable with him. The blindness seemed to work like an armour, she felt protected behind it, if she couldn’t see him she couldn’t feel judged like she usually did when other men looked at her.

But the truth was it wasn’t her blindness causing those feelings, it was his kind, sweet voice that made her feel completely at ease with him.

‘You will be surrounded by light again very soon, don’t worry so much,’ his soft voice put a smile on her face,’ but in the meantime, is there anything I can do for you? Read the paper or a passage from a book that relaxes you?’

She bit her lip and stayed quiet.

‘Anything,’ he continued,’ emails, text messages you want to sent or have me read to you.’

She was still quiet and trying to think of something when all she really wanted was to just hear his voice, he could have read the phone book to her and it would have made her feel better.

‘A recap of the latest episode of Game of Thrones?’ he suggested, making her laugh and shake her head.
‘Why don’t you read me one of your favorite poems,’ she then suggested. He stayed quiet but she believed there was a huge smile on his face when he heard her request.

‘Alright, I can do that,’ he spoke softly.

She could feel him shifting a little on the bed next to her and he stayed quiet for a few moments before he let out a little cough and began to speak:

‘I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.’

Sophia suddenly realized her heart was beating faster, she was so emerged in his words and the passionate way they rolled off his tongue. And though she could not see, she knew he wasn’t reading from a book and he knew every word by heart.

‘I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.’

She would have given anything to be able to see his face in that exact moment.
‘That was…so beautiful,’ she spoke softly, surprised by the emotion in her own voice.
‘It’s only one of a long list of favorites,’ he spoke softly.

‘I’m surprised it wasn’t Shakespeare,’ she said with a little smile.

‘I thought you might enjoy this particular one more,’ his voice was softer than before and suddenly she felt the urge to feel his hand on hers again, she reached for him but then she heard Marie sobbing again.

‘Marie?’ she whispered.

When there was no answer it was clear Tom had rushed over to comfort the old lady.

And Sophia was left alone with a warm feeling in her heart and a longing she hadn’t felt in a very long time.


‘Are you awake?’

His warm voice sounded close to her ear and she smiled.
‘I am now.’

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye to you,’ Tom spoke softly.

‘Is Marie okay?’ Sophia asked worried.

‘Her daughter came to take her out for a walk,’ he said,’ I think she’ll be fine, the poem touched a nerve I think.’

‘She was crying before that,’ Sophia said, unable to hide the worry in her voice,’ she may have gotten bad news or something. I’m scared something’s wrong, Tom.’

‘You have a kind heart, Sophia,’ he said.

‘So do you,’ she smiled,’ I wanted to thank you for reading to me, you touched a nerve here too.’
She kept her hand on her heart and smiled, once again wishing she was able to look at his face right now.

‘Do you have family, Sophia?’ he then asked,’ anyone to come visit you?’

‘No,’ she answered,’ I mean, yes I have my parents but they live more than two hours away, they won’t come visit me for a routine scheduled eye operation.’
‘No one special?’ he asked carefully.

‘Not for a while, no,’ she answered,’ and you?’
She bit her lip as soon as the question left her lips.

‘I’m sorry, that’s none of my business,’ she quickly recovered,’ I don’t know why I asked you that.’
‘Not for a while either, no,’ he smiled,’ anything else you want to ask me?’
She smiled and shook her head.

‘Well,’ she then said,’ I was wondering one thing.’

‘What is it?’ he asked eagerly.
‘Are you really as handsome as Marie claims?’ she then asked, ignoring the nerves in her stomach as the words left her lips.
He let out a little chuckle.

‘You want to see what I look like?’ he asked and she nodded her head shyly.

‘Okay,’ he spoke softly and she shivered when she suddenly felt him take her hands,’ well, I can’t show you, but you can feel.’
She swallowed hard when she realized what he was saying.

He sat down closer to her on the bed and brought her hands up above his chest and placed them on his shoulders.

‘Go ahead,’ he spoke softly.

Sophia tried to control her shaking hands as she let them roam over his shoulders and the top of his arms. She could feel the muscular tone through the thin t-shirt he was wearing, his shoulders felt strong and his arms athletic but he still felt rather skinny too.
Her hands sank down a little bit and she let them ghost over his chest, almost afraid to touch him there. She could hear him breathing now and she knew his face was close to hers.
She lifted her hands and carefully let them brush through his hair, it felt soft, and a little curly, she let out a little sigh when her fingers landed in his neck and she finally felt his naked skin on her fingers. He felt soft, and a little cold under her warm touch.

Her fingers finally found his face and she gently placed her thumbs on his cheeks, letting them roam up over his large forehead and tracing the patterns around his eyes and his nose, his sharp cheekbones were very prominent, she couldn’t stop touching them and she could hear him smile.

She stopped when she reached his mouth and he noticed her hesitation, he slowly took her fingers between his and brought them up to his lips, allowing her to feel the shape of his mouth.
‘Go on,’ he whispered.
She touched his thin lips and felt his warm breath on her fingers when they danced across his mouth slowly, the whole moment was so sensual she could feel her heart beat in her chest and her breath was stuck in her throat. She couldn’t help but wonder what those lips would feel like on hers.

She stopped moving her fingers and another shiver ran through her when he carefully placed a soft kiss on her fingertips and took her hand in his to bring it up to his cheek.

‘And?’ he then asked softly,’ how do I look?’

‘Breathtaking,’ she whispered. He leaned his head against hers and let out a deep breath before he leaned in and put a soft kiss on her cheek.

‘So do you,’ he then whispered.


That night her dreams were filled with him, the smooth tone of his voice, the feel of his delicate skin on hers and how that one little kiss had made her heart jump.

This was completely crazy, she had only just met him, she didn’t know anything about him, she didn’t even really know what he looked like. But the one thing she did know with the utmost certainty was that she was completely in love with him.

When the nurse stepped into the room the next morning Sophia was already sitting up in her bed with a smile spread across her face.
‘Good morning, Sophia,’ the friendly voice of the nurse came closer until she was sitting next to her,’ did you sleep alright?’

‘Like an angel’, she answered.

‘I’m glad to hear it,’ the nurse smiled,’ so, do you want to try and open them up for me today? For real this time?’

‘You know what, I think I will, yes,’ Sophia said, she felt her nerves rise up again now that she made the decision but if she was ever going to feel strong enough today should be the day.

‘Good, let’s see, shall we.’

 The nurse carefully removed the bandages from her eyes,‘ okay, open up, Sophia.’

She carefully opened one eye and then the other, her heartbeat was rising by now, even more so when she looked around and everything around her was still pitch black.
‘My eyes are open, right?’ she asked nervously.

‘Let me just…,’ the nurse carefully pulled at the skin around her eyes and lifted her eye lids with her fingers,’ they may take some time getting used to the light again, can you see anything at all?’

‘No,’ Sophia whispered defeated.

‘It’s alright, don’t panic,’ the nurse tried to comfort her,’ when did you have the surgery?’

‘4 days ago I think,’ Sophia spoke,’ on Monday.’

‘That’s 5 days ago,’ the nurse said,’ you should be able to see again by now, but not all cases are the same. Why don’t we leave off the bandages for a bit and give you some time to adjust, I’ll come back in an hour or so and see where we stand, okay?’

Sophia nodded but couldn’t stop the panic from creeping in, she had heard it in the nurse’s voice, that slight change from comforting to worried. She should be able to see something by now…

She leaned back in the bed and let out a deep sigh.

‘Don’t worry yet, Sophia,’ the nurse spoke,’ I’m sure it will be fine. I’ll be right back. Oh, do you know where Marie is?’
‘Marie’s not here?’ Sophia asked surprised.

‘Her bed is made up and empty,’ the nurse sounded a little puzzled,’ did she check out?’

‘She would have told me if she did,’ Sophia shook her head, now worried more about Marie than about her own situation,’ did something happen?’

‘I will check with the front desk,’ the nurse said,’ now, please just try and relax a bit, I’m sure everything is fine.’

She heard the door close as the nurse left the room and let out a deep sigh. Her hands were starting to shake, she kept turning her head around but every corner she turned to only showed her the same thing: there was only darkness everywhere she looked.
After a few minutes she sat up in the bed and threw her legs over the side until her feet touched the ground. 
Marie wouldn’t leave without telling her, she had been sound asleep all night, and she suddenly realized she hadn’t heard the lady come in the room last night either. And she had been too busy dreaming about Tom to notice anything.

She rubbed her eyes, trying to rub the darkness out of them but it didn’t help, why couldn’t she see?!
Just a slight hint of light was all she asked for right now, a sign that it would be alright, that this was still temporary, just two weeks and not…the rest of her life.

The mere thought of having to spend the rest of her days in the dark overwhelmed her and she suddenly burst out in tears. 

She couldn’t remember how long she sat there on the corner of her bed quietly sobbing until suddenly she felt two strong arms wrap around her shoulders and she was pulled against his chest. 

‘Sophia,’ he whispered and she put her arms around his waist when she heard his voice, he held her tight and let her cry the last bit of her tears.

‘I’m sorry,’ she then spoke quietly, wiping away her tears.

‘What’s wrong?’ she could hear the worry in his voice.
‘I should be able to see you,’ she said,’ but…I still can’t and Marie has disappeared.’

‘Her daughter moved her to a home,’ Tom explained,’ it was against her will and unexpected, which is probably why she didn’t get a chance to tell you. She thought she would have time to change her daughter’s mind but…then the news came that she would turn completely blind within a few months…’

Sophia covered her mouth in shock.

‘That’s why she was crying yesterday,’ she said softly.

‘Yes,’ Tom said,’ but they can take better care of her there, it’s for the best, although I understand Marie doesn’t see it that way right now.’

Sophia nodded her head and felt him pull her a little closer to him, his hands resting on her waist.

‘I’ll still be going over there to read to her,’ he then said softly, putting a little smile on her face.

‘She will love that.’

‘Now, about your eyes,’ he said and she felt his fingers softly caress her face while he leaned his forehead against hers,’ they are the most beautiful blue I’ve ever seen, and you will be able to look into mine very soon, I promise.’

She leaned into him and smiled.

‘You might even regret having your eye sight back as soon as you do,’ he then joked.

‘I sincerely doubt that,’ she said softly and she let her hands run across his chest,’ I don’t need to see you, I already know what you look like.’

‘Well, you did feel every inch of my face,’ he smiled.

‘No, I don’t mean that,’ she shook her head,’ that might work for a genuine blind person but it didn’t tell me anything except that you have soft skin and I could cut myself on your cheekbones.’

He laughed and tightened his arms around her waist.

‘I mean, in here,’ she then said, putting her hand on her heart,’ I already know what you look like.’

‘And, do you like what you see?’ he asked softly.

‘Very much,’ she smiled.

He lifted her chin with his finger and the next thing she felt was his lips touching hers as he pressed his mouth against hers in a soft kiss. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him back without any hesitation.
His hands sank down lower to her back as he deepened the kiss and held her close to him.
She was melting into his kiss, his touch and taste the only thing that mattered to her, everything else seemed to disappear. She clung to his shoulders and when they both came up for air after a few minutes everything had changed. 

The darkness was fading and made room for the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on standing right in front of her and looking at her with a little smile and a twinkle in his gorgeous blue eyes, Marie hadn’t been exaggerating one bit.

Tom immediately noticed how her eyes were staring directly at him all of a sudden and the expression on her face was one of surprise quickly followed by a loving sweet smile.

‘There you are,’ she whispered.


4 years later…

Sophia leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes while she shook her head and laughed.

‘You know I don’t believe in this thing, right?’ she then said.

‘Shhh, just lay still,’ Tom whispered while he put one hand on her belly and laid his head down into her lap. She let her fingers run through his soft curly hair and smiled down to see the sweet smile on his face.

‘She’s going to fall in love with my voice before she even knows me,’ he then spoke softly,’ just like her mother.’
Sophia leaned down and put a soft kiss on his lips, the happy look in his blue eyes warmed her heart.

‘Okay then, do your thing,’ she said and she leaned back and closed her eyes, focusing only on his voice, even after 4 years it was still powerful enough to make her heart jump and make her fall even deeper in love with him.

He stayed quiet for a few minutes.

‘We’re waiting,’ she teased him.
‘Alright, give me a minute.’

The smile returned to her face when he brought his mouth as close to her belly as he could and started reciting the poem:

‘Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.

Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Father will come to thee soon;
Rest, rest, on mother’s breast,
Father will come to thee soon;
Father will come to his babe in the best,
Silver sails all out of the west,
Under the silver moon:
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.’

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee when thou bringest coffee in bed,
Or suggest that we go to brunch instead.
I eat French toast
But take bites of thine eggs
Like, oh dude,
I love thee with so much grace,
And praise,
And poise and style and pizazz.
Each day’s most quiet need and all that jazz.

Love thee just as much as I love the cave.
That cave in our yard from which voices sound,
Demanding all our smiles, tears, and breath.
When the voices speak,
Time goes all unwound.
Merciful cave,
We grovel, offer flesh.
We will enter the cave,
Crawl underground.
I shall but love thee better after death.

—  “Elizabeth Barrett Browning”
The Brightest Star in this Universe [2/2]

The second chapter of the fic that was part 2/9 of Cloud’s Birthday Week 2k16 this summer.  It’s late in coming… but I’m extremely happy with this and I hope you all love it too!! <3 

A shapeshifting alien crashes his spaceship in the fields of Cloud’s farm. He calls himself Sephiroth and claims to have crashed while investigating an ‘anomaly’ somewhere on Gaia. A human, even if he’s still recovering from loss and not feeling like a hero, teams up with a Jenovian not only for his sake, but also his planet’s. 
pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud Strife

[ffnet] [AO3]


wow, i was really really looking forward to this, and i thought i’d never make it, since my blog is so young and wow!! I love all of you!

so im making another follow forever to thank you guys and to let you all know how much I really truly love you all!

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