a cloud in the echo

Image of the star V838 Monocerotis reveals dramatic changes in the illumination of surrounding dusty cloud structures. The effect, called a light echo, has been unveiling never-before-seen dust patterns ever since the star suddenly brightened for several weeks.

Jocks and Jughead

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

Summary: You caught the eyes of Archie and Reggie, but they don’t know Jughead has your heart.

A/N: This is my first request so thank you anon ilysm :)

Pairing: Jughead x reader

Warning: hot boys

You looked up at the dark sky, and a dark roll of thunder echoed through the metal stands. The clouds let out small droplets of water, occasionally picking up with intensity, but nothing too intolerable. Your head fell back slowly to look at the football team practicing. They were running drills, and for some reason, on this ominous and gloomy day, Reggie and Archie were shirtless. The water mixed with sweat and their hair was flattened to their forehead. As the coach blew the whistle for the next drill, Reggie and Archie led the pack. Their muscular legs carried them farther than any other guy, and nobody had a chance. When they ran back around, both their heads turned to look into the stands. 

The only reason for them looking was because you were the only living spectacle in a mile radius of the school. Or in the bleachers. At least, that was your thinking. Their minds were filled with you. How you spoke, your kindness, your grace and beauty. How much they wanted to share a shake with you. How they wanted to wake up next to you, your hair laced in their fingers, your head on their toned chest. It drove them mad, and they wanted to make you feel the same.  

As the coach let the guys take a water break, Reggie and Archie ran to their bags on the fence, which was in front of the bleachers. You stood from your seat and walked over to the edge of the stands.

“So, what’s with the no shirt? And looking over here every millisecond? Do you think that Cheryl is gonna magically appear with the Vixens, so you guys have some eye candy to look at while doing some push ups?”

Reggie shook his head, water droplets flying off his head. He had a tight smirk on his face.

“Nah babe, I just really like the rain.”

Archie rolled his eyes and ran his fingers through his tangled orange locks.

“I didn’t bring a change by accident.”

You laughed at the thought, and then you heard footsteps clanging on the stands. Jughead walked towards you, a dopey grin on his face. Your heart danced when you stood up and slowly walked towards him. Of course, from the wet metal, you slipped about three steps in. 

Bracing for impact, you felt two strong hands grab you by the waist and helped pull you back upright. You opened your eyes to see Jughead in your face, laughing slightly.

“You good there, Juliette?”

You scoffed at the comment, then turned around to see Archie and Reggie glaring at Jughead. The rain came down slightly harder and you looked up to see lightning, and like that, you understood why they were acting this way. Putting your hands on Jugheads, which were still on your hips, you laced your fingers with his. A newfound confidence emerged and you had a plan in your head.

“Hey Jughead, wanna ditch this place and go grab a burger?”

He let out a throaty groan of delight and pulled you into his chest. He got closer to your head and let out an airy laugh.

“You had me at ‘Jughead’.”

Jughead pulled away, keeping one hand laced with yours and carefully tugged you along. You turned around to see the guys furious; they were visibly red. You used your free hand to blow them a kiss each.

“Those idiots were fighting over me this whole time. Thank you for saving my ass, literally and metaphorically.”

He turned around and looked you in your eyes. A genuine smile appeared on his face.

“I honestly came here to ask you on a date, but you beat me to it. At least I did it before these gorillas tried something with you.”

Image of the star V838 Monocerotis reveals dramatic changes in the illumination of surrounding dusty cloud structures. The effect, called a light echo, has been unveiling never-before-seen dust patterns ever since the star suddenly brightened for several weeks.


Pairing: Jasper Cullen x Reader

Characters: Jasper, the Cullens

Warnings: Angst, May Trigger Unwanted Depressed Thoughts!

Word Count: 690

Note: I hope this requested one-shot/imagine is as lovely and beautiful as the person who asked for it. And let’s be honest everyone, Jasper would have been the ideal boyfriend/mate had he been real.

Your name: submit What is this?

The very moment I had collapsed upon Alice’s Chesterfield sofa, all I had done  was stare out at the autumn sky as it seemed quite dark and vengeful while angry clouds coiled within as they race across the grey heavens. The winds picked up in a frenzy and the thunder echoed while clouds began to collide with one another. And not too soon, the harmonic thrumming of the sudden raindrops fill my ears.

The sky seemed as depressed as I had been today, it seemed to be my only companion, who weeped as I began to do so. It was difficult to specifically pinpoint as to what had caused me to feel this way. Continuously, I had searched my heart and asked myself what or how I had began to feel this way. Frantically, after thinking about the numerous, unsatisfying possibilities, I grew irritated with myself as I run my fingers through my hair. 

My body betrayed me as my palms began to get clammy yet I felt as if I was bathing in ice cold water. Every cell in my body was tingling in pain while my heart beat so hard within my chest, it almost felt like painful waves thrashing up against the walls of my ribcage. 

These dreaded feelings I had never wished for were like a vicious, exhausting cycle of burning hell, especially when I couldn’t control the overwhelming, sickening anxieties. All this crying, overthinking, the constant feeling of being pulled into a dark abyss, the suicidal thoughts - it was a draining feeling that makes me wonder if this life I was living is worth living at all.

All the sudden, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket as it startles me. I wipe the fresh tears away with the back of my hand and reach for my phone. Instantly, I roll my eyes as I see that the new text message had been sent from my mom asking me where I was…

I didn’t bother replying, in fact I hadn’t even returned home from school today and now, it had been late in the afternoon. The reason for that was not because I didn’t want to be with my family but because I needed to be alone, at peace, where there wouldn’t be vexing comments about my facial appearance, like, ‘Turn that frown upside down, (Y/N), even Mona Lisa looks happier than you do.’

In all sincerity, by now, this monstrous episode of depression would have since faded. But I felt as if my torn soul echoed with powerful melancholies. And so, everything around me only continued to become blurry as an annoying, low buzzing rang in my ears. 

The uncontrollable noise only made me want to yell in frustration as I sink into my feet and slowly crawl over to my school bag. With trembling hands and tearful eyes, I reach for the inner pocket to pull out the pills that had been prescribed for my anxiety. 

The doctor had advised that I not take anymore than one pill as the drug was quite strong and overdosing would pronounce serious, long-term issues. As of this moment, it seemed to be the only way for me as I forced the cap to open and poured the pills on my palm, ready to swallow them.

Suddenly, the pills were knocked out of my hands as they scattered across the floor of the bedroom. And before I could reach for them and yell at the person, two cool yet soothing hands rest upon my cheeks. “(Y/N),” Jasper’s velvety voice whispered as I gasp when I look to him. 

A sudden wave of calm slowly washes over me and my heartbeat gradually returns to normal as I stare at Jasper’s serene, golden eyes. As he pulls me to his chest, instinctively, I wrap my arms around him, breathing in his hypnotizing scent.

As we remain in this comfortable position, Jasper lulls me with his sweet words, “Listen to me, doll. None of this is your fault and no matter what happens, I will keep you safe. I will always make sure of it, sugar.”

Cozy Day - Tom Holland Imagine

Originally posted by cuddlesandcashmere

I’ve been feeling kinda sad today so I decided to write something since writing always cheer me up :) even though its springtime where i live it’s raining a lot, is super cloudy and foggy and i’ve been picturing this perfect cozy autumn day with tom in my head so here you go (also october is here so yay 🎃)

warnings: fluff, fluff, lots of flUFF

pairing: tom holland x reader

word count: 1,020

ps: i wrote this listening to ‘I Knew This Would Be Love’ by Imaginary Future, I really recommend listening to it while you read it, it’s such a calming and romantic song <3

I woke up to the gentle sound of rain pattering against my window. Sighing, I slowly opened my eyes and peeked at the sky through the silky white curtains. All was grey, heavy clouds mounting on top of each other and thunders echoing across the air. Almost no sound of cars, horns or people passing by could be heard. On this peaceful sunday morning, most of London was still asleep.

While still contemplating whether or not to stay in bed, I suddenly felt a strong pair of arms engulfing my body in a warm embrace.

“Hey”, Tom said in a groggy voice, his hot breath against my ear, “why are you awake so early in the morning, darling?” he wondered, curious about why I had my eyes open at 8:00 in the morning on a sunday.

“Don’t know. Just woke up on my own, I guess. But this rain, oh my god. I could stay here forever.”

“Then let’s” he replied, a lazy smile appearing upon his rosy lips. He always looked so good in the mornings, his soft brown hair was everywhere and his toned chest looked perfect under the white duvet.

“Let’s stay here forever”, he continued, letting a loud sigh escape through his mouth.

“I’d love that”, I answered smiling, “but… how about we have a cozy day in? We could watch halloween movies, bake cookies, drink coffee and snuggle under the blankets. What do you think?

“Yeah, that sounds pretty good too, actually” he replied, moving my long hair away from my shoulder. “I’m gonna go make us some coffee then. Do you want to start with the cookies?”

“Yes!” I said, getting off of bed and trying to contain my excitement, “I’m gonna bake us my grandma’s recipe, the pumpkin spiced ones that you love.”

“Let’s go then, before Tessa wakes up and demands us to take her on a morning walk.”

Laughing about how spoiled his dog was we both headed downstairs and started the things in the kitchen.

We spent the whole morning baking cookies, listening to Ed Sheeran and dancing along the music in oversized sweaters and sweatpants. Tom’s cheeks were pink because of the warmth inside the house and he never looked more adorable. After we finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen we finally sat down to watch something.

“Okay, what do you wanna watch?” Tom asked, letting me rest my head upon his shoulder and throwing the fuzzy blanket over the both of us.

“Do you even have to ask?”

“The Nightmare Before Christmas again? Are you serious right now?” he asked me laughing, not understanding how could I watch the same movie so many times and not grow tired of it.

“Yes, I’m serious. It is the best festive movie there is and you know it!”

“My god, you watched that thing so many times I already know all the songs by heart”

“And that, my dear, is one of the most important requirements if you want to keep being my boyfriend”

“Okay, I give up” he said, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, a playful smile on his lips.

I jumped up and down on the couch, clapping my hands together like a giddy little kid, I just couldn’t help it.

After singing This Is Halloween together and imitating all the silly voices in the song, we finally settled down and started watching the movie.

His hands were softly massaging my head and his heartbeat was calm and steady against my ear. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Tom suddenly burst out laughing, making me jump a little.

“Oh my god, I almost forgot how funny this movie actually is.” He said, still with a goofy smile on his face, “I love the part where they kidnap Sandy Claws!”

And suddenly this rush of love and admiration for him just hit me. He was wearing a worn out sweater that was impregnated with his smell and his brown eyes were sparkling due to the brightness of the TV against them.

“I love you, do you know that?”

“What?” He asked me with a confused expression on his face, his laughter dying down a bit, “where did that come from, love?”

“I don’t know. You’re just… I love you.” I replied, laughing a little at myself. Not even I knew where that was coming from.

“I guess this whole day with you just feels kinda like a dream? It’s all my favorite things together and I couldn’t be more happy that you love them just as much as I do.” I looked down at my hands, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden.

Without saying anything, Tom just stared at me for a few seconds and gently pressed his lips against mine. He didn’t even need to say anything. Everything was there, in that kiss.

“I love you too, darling. And if watching Jack Skellington sing about pumpkins and christmas trees makes you that happy, I’d do it a thousand more times.” he said, putting a string of my hair behind my ear.

I brushed my thumb against his face and kissed him again, a silent way of thanking him for being so sweet. I layed my head upon his chest and closed my eyes, just wanting to stay in that moment for as long as I could. His breathing was calm, the rain outside was gentle and the warmth of his embrace was enough to lull me into a peaceful and deep sleep.

I Will Never Forget You

Originally posted by smilefortheliving

“Johnathan’s whereabouts have been located and he is heard to be in Edom”. Silence filled the room as Alec gave his speech to the whole institute. “Our main priority is to bring Johnathan back to Idris…dead or alive. I, personally, will take my team there and successfully follow out with this mission. Everyone else, you’re my eyes and ears. If Johnathan is seen or heard from by anyone at all I want to know about it, no matter how small the detail is. Everything matters…dismissed”. With that final word everyone, slowly, returned to their work stations and resumed with their work.
“We are meeting Magnus later on today to summon the demon who will take us there. Guys, this is an extremely dangerous mission, we might not all make it”, Jace said as he put his arm around Clary.
“God you are such a drama queen”, I said trying to lighten the mood whilst winking at Jace.
Alec came over and wrapped his arms around me from behind, feeling his warm embrace was reassuring.
“I’m bringing Simon”, Izzy demanded. Before Alec could start refusing she finished, “If there is a chance I’m not gonna make it I want to be with him”. I tightened my grip around Alec’s hand, telling him to just agree. Why shouldn’t Izzy be with the one she loved, especially at this time. I had Alec by my side, Clary had Jace.

Alec and Jace went to have one last meeting with the inquisitor before the mission. I went back up to mine and Alec’s shared room to get ready when Izzy and Clary knocked on the door.
“You ready to kick ass?”, Izzy asked as she jumped onto my bed.
“When am I not?”, I grabbed my weapon holsters and wrapped them around my waist and legs.
Clary sat next to Izzy, “How are you feeling?”, she asked with a hint of sympathy. I lived life as a mundane for the first 16 years of my life, I had only been a Shadowhunter for 3 years. My parents didn’t know anything about the shadow world, all they knew was that I was going through a gothic phase with an obsession with ‘weird looking tattoos’. I always made sure that I made time to see my family, however that was ripped away from me a few months back. Johnathan had killed them, whether it was an attempt for answers…I didn’t know. All I knew was that it was evil.
I took a deep breath before answering, “Truthfully…I’ve never felt more ready”.

We met up with Magnus in the courtyard of the institute.
“The demon I’m summoning is a greater demon. He will ask what he gets in return in which we will offer a trade of his choice. You do not break the circle at ANY point. Do you all understand me?”. Sheepish nods were given from everyone as we stood in a circle at different points of the pentagram. We joined hands and Magnus said the words. There was a loud cracking noise like really close thunder and a gush of strong wind whirled around us forming a grey looking cloud in the centre of the circle.
A deep booming voice echoed, “Who dare summon the great Azazel”.
Magnus was speechless, he had summoned demons before but not ones as powerful as Azazel as it was a death wish. He finally spoke with a stutter, “A-Azazel, it is I, Magnus Bane, the high warlock of Brooklyn. We would like acceptance to enter Edom”.
Azazel laughed, “And what do I get in return of this?…”, he thought for a minute. “I get one special memory from each of you with the person you cherish the most”.

Izzy went first, it appeared in front of us like a projection. It was of her first date with Simon, he had taken her to a Star Wars movie marathon at the movie theatre and although it wouldn’t have been her first choice for a date…or any of her choices for that matter, watching his face light up in the hope of her liking something he enjoyed so much was all she cared about. She started crying after the memory had disappeared and Simon was trying to hold back the tears.

He was next, it was of the both of them sitting in the Jade Wolf. It had just been after there first date and they had gone there from the movies for a ‘romantic’ meal/the only place Simon could afford. She was trying to reassure him that she loved Star Wars even though she got all the questions wrong from the quiz he made her do. But he didn’t say that she was wrong, he realised that she was trying for him and that was all he needed.

Clary’s memory was of her trying to teach Jace mundane driving. He kept stalling the car and even nearly ran an old lady over as he got the accelerate and brake pedal mixed up. All Clary did was sit there and hysterically laughed, she was the one who was meant to be guiding him but she couldn’t even see the road from the tears forming in her eyes from how hilarious she found the whole thing. But it was special to her because it finally shown something that Jace Herondale couldn’t do, and she loved him even more for that.

Jace’s was simple, it was his first kiss with Clary. From the outside it didn’t look like anything special and it certainly didn’t look romantic as they were covered in demon blood and surrounded by bodies however for Jace, it was when he finally realised that Valentine was wrong. All his life he was taught that to love is to destroy and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed but this moment proved that not be true. It proved that love didn’t make you weak, it made you stronger.

Magnus was the next person in the circle and it wasn’t hard to guess where he was and what he was doing. He was in his apartment…in his blue chair…with a glass of whisky in his hand with the rest of the bottle not too far away. He was accompanied by Camille Belcourt, the person who he had loved for centuries, and one of his closest friends, Ragnor Fell. He had lost them both to Valentine’s army and the number of warlocks were decreasing. It was a memory of old times, it was his memory of the only people he once called family.

After it had disappeared into the grey smoke, it was Alec’s turn. It was the night of our first time, luckily it didn’t show anything inappropriate but it was the lead up to it. It was passionate and it was the first night we opened up to each other. I opened up about my family and he opened up about his feelings and told me how he felt, it was the first night he realised that he could love and he could actually have a happy ending. His grip on my hand became tighter as he watched that memory vanish forever.

It was finally my turn, it shown the night I introduced Alec to my parents. I brought him round to my parents house and we all had dinner. My dad was so protective and asked him loads of questions and the look of panic on Alec’s face was priceless! It was the only time I had actually seen his scared of someone, my mum loved him. She said he was kind and she knew that he was the one for me. It was the night I realised that Alec was my soul mate. I wanted to break the circle and just run to my room. When my memory had gone I couldn’t hold it in any longer and I just burst into tears. Alec didn’t know what to do, he wanted to come and comfort me but we couldn’t break the circle.

He started shouting, “Y/N it’s gonna be okay!”. I looked at him but I couldn’t hear anything else, the thunder noise grew louder and louder and we were swept up for a second and crashed back down onto the ground. It took a minute for me to get to my feet but when I did I realised we weren’t in the courtyard of the institute anymore. We were in Edom. It was dull, everywhere was near enough pitch black apart from fire and flames that lit the place up a bit. The screams, roars and screeches of demons filled the atmosphere. But we didn’t have time to take the beautiful surroundings in as demons came running towards us from every direction.
“GUYS QUICK”, I shouted, grabbing my seraph blade from my holster, as they were all only just recovering from the fall.

After several arrows, knives, blades and axes had been thrown there was only 1 figure in the distance and we all knew who it was. So much anger and hate grew inside of me. Alec recognised this and pulled me back by gabbing my arm. Johnathan started to run at us, I jolted out of Alec’s grip and ran at him.
“Y/N NO!”. Alec shouted behind me but nothing was enough to stop me now. Our blades clang together as they collided in the air. I swung for his stomach, he defended himself. He swung for my face, I ducked. He kicked the blade out of my hands, knowing I had no other weapons left I swung my fist and it made contact with his face. He stood back, wiping the blood away from his bust lip. I picked up my blade from the ground and readied myself again. I looked over at the others, more and more demons were circling them.
“Do you even remember them?”. I asked, squinting my eyes in hatred. We walked in circles facing each other, like lions prowling and waiting for the other to make the next move. “Do you remember slaughtering my parents?”, I spat the question out with as much poison I could muster.
He smirked and lunged towards me, knocking me to the ground. He stood over me, gliding his finger tips on the surface of his seraph blade. Every move was threatening.
“I do remember killing your parents. I remember their screams and their pathetic plea to spare their lives, it was music to my ears. I rather enjoyed killing them, watching them suffer. You see I did it because of you, I wanted you to crumble. You were the one that I was most worried about, you were strong and powerful but once I killed them, I took that all away. Now you’re pathetic and weak because thats what happens when you love someone. I’ll slaughter Alec and everyone of your friends until everyone you care about is dead”, his smirk took form of a full smile now.
Rage filled inside of me, he did not get to take the rest of my family away from me. I kicked at both of his legs and he fell on his back letting out a grunt. I grabbed my blade and stood over him.
“I forgive you. Because I feel sorry for you. You’ve never loved and you’ve never been loved. You’ll never have something special with anyone…”. I crouched down and looked him in the eye, “…that’s weakness”. I drove my sword into his chest and backed away, watching the black demon blood spill from his mouth and run from his wound. Then he lay motionless. I heard footsteps grow louder and louder behind me but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Johnathan’s body.
“Y/N are you okay?! Are you hurt?”. Alec pulled me into a tight hug and then assessed my body to see if there were any wounds. All the others caught up and stared at the body that lay before them.
Alec noticed that I was in shock, “He can’t hurt you anymore”.
“He said he was going to kill you guys…I couldn’t lose you too”. I burst into tears and buried myself into his chest.

After I had calmed down, Magnus arranged us into a circle again to summon Azazel so we could get home. The thunder and the smoke came once again and the booming voice echoed.
“If you wish to go back, someone must pay the price”.
Magnus spoke, elements of curiosity and worry visible in his voice, “And what would that be?”.
Azazel broke into a laugh, “I want more than one memory. From one of you I want your entire memory and knowledge of the shadow world”. Izzy gasped.
“Azazel please, there has to be something else you could desire from us”, Jace pleaded but it was no use. Azazel had made up his mind and it was final.
No one spoke for a while, we were allowed to break the circle until we made a decision, Azazel could take form in Edom so he didn’t need to stay in the pentagram.
“I’ll do it”, I whispered, too quiet for anyone to hear.
“What?”, Alec asked coming closer to me.
“I’ll do it”, I shouted so that everyone could hear me.
Alec flipped, “NO NO NO! You’re not doing it and thats final”.
“Alec if I forget about the shadow world, I forget about knowing how my parents died”.
“Y/N if you do this you will be a mundane-“.
I cut him off, “Alec I was a mundane for 16 years of my life”. I walked and placed a hand on his cheek, “I’ll be okay”.
Jace walked closer to me, “Y/N you can’t do this, we can find another way”.
“Jace we know there isn’t another way, we can’t compromise with a greater demon…You guys have been in this world way longer than me, I’ve only been here for 3 years-“.
This time Alec interrupted “You’ll forget about me…you’ll forget about all of us”. He was crying, he was too upset to hide it and there wasn’t a dry eye from anyone.
“Alec I will never forget you. And in my heart I will always be sure that I will never forget any of you”. I turned to face him and lifted his chin up so his eyes met mine. “I can’t express how much I love you Alec. You are my everything. But I have to do this, for me..and I can’t let anyone else do it, it’s not fair”.
“I’ll do it, just please don’t do it. I need you, you’re the only person I have ever loved and you’re the one who taught me how. I can’t do any of this without you. Please Y/N”. Every word made everything harder and harder to the point where I was uncontrollably crying.
“We’ll meet again Alec. I’m sure of it. We have something so special t-that it will make us find our…our way back to each other”. I tried to smile as I lifted his head up again, “And hey, we can fall in love all over again and it will be the most amazing thing”.

After we had a minute, I wiped my tears away and turned to the others to see Clary gasping for air in Jace’s arms because she was crying that bad. Jace was staring at me with tears rolling down his face and Izzy and Simon were buried into each other. Magnus stood with Clary, looking down at the floor.
I moved from Alec’s side, ready to say my goodbyes.

I went to Magnus first, “Bye poppet…I will always look out for you, I promise”.
“You always have”, I smiled, making my grip on our hug get tighter. “Thank you for everything Magnus, I can’t thank you enough for what you have done for me”.

Next was Clary, she went from Jace’s arms to mine, still hysterically sniffling into my shoulder. “My little ginger nut! Don’t cry, everything is going to be fine”. I held in the urge to cry will her because I knew things weren’t going to be fine, far from it. “Thank you for being the best best friend. You’ve grown so much and I’m so lucky I got to witness that. You’ve gone from the clumsy oaf that I knew from the get go that I wanted to be best friends with to one bad ass demon slayer that I am in awe over! I love you”.
She pulled away, wiping her hair away from her face, “Thank you for being the best best friend a girl could ask for”. I gave her another tight hug and a kiss and then it was Jace’s turn.

He gathered me in his arms and held me tight. “Thank you so much for protecting me all these years Jace. No matter what the situation you always had my back, you don’t know how much it all meant to me”.
“Hey what are big bros for”, he winked as he let me go. I always said Jace was like the big brother I never had, he was always there ready to beat someone up whenever I was upset (that included Alec sometimes).

Next up was Simon, “The only vamp that I have ever liked!”, I said with a teasing smirk, “I never saw you as a vampire Simon, you were always just Simon to me. Whatever you were none of that mattered and I want you to remember that. But if you hurt Izzy I will find you…and I will kill you”. He nodded and smiled, appreciating the ‘Taken” quote, too upset for words. I hugged him and whispered in his ear, “When you pop the question make sure you take her to a star wars marathon, it will be so romantic!”. He had been planning on proposing to Izzy after the Jonathan situation had be handled. He nodded again and stepped back so I could get to Izzy.

“Where do I start with you Iz. You were the best parabatai I could’ve ever asked for. We were one and we will forever be one. I will always cherish and I will never forget our times together, like that time we both got ridiculously drunk and stumbled into the institute and your mum was stood waiting for us and you puked all over her shoes! She was so pissed”. She eventually formed a smile and stood to give me a hug.
She whispered in my ear, “We’ll be parabatai forever, no matter what”.
“No matter what”, I repeated.

Alec was the last one. I looked over to where I had left him, still slumped on the floor, staring in the same place. I walked over and knelt next to him. I put my head on his shoulder and he cuddled me into his chest.
“You were my first love…the first person I have ever loved…the person I will always love. I love y-you Alec Lightwood, and nothing will ever make me forget that. This isn’t the end for us”.
We just sat there, in each others arms. That was until Azazel’s voice was heard again, “Have you come to a decision?”. He really was evil.
Everyone stood. I kissed Alec, wrapping my hands around his neck. It was the most passionate kiss we had ever had and it felt like it lasted for hours. We broke off and formed the circle again, “You can take my memories, just get me and my friends home”. Azazel spoke a language that none of us recognised and we started to lift from the ground again.
“Y/N! I LOVE YOU”. Alec screamed over the thunder.


“Module 2 exam is on Monday folks so please use this weekend to revise and don’t leave it last minute, class dismissed”.
I walked out of college and headed to the library to get a head start on my studying when someone walked into the side of me, knocking me and all of my books to the floor.
“Hey watch where you’re going jerk!”. I shouted, picking myself up.
“I’m so sorry, here let me help”.
I got up and dusted the mud off my jeans. The guy stood up from picking my books up and my knees went weak. He was so tall and so gorgeous, messy dark hair and deep brown puppy dog eyes. He did an adorable smirk, obviously knowing that I was staring at him.
“Th-thanks for picking my books up”.
“Oh yeah no problem”, he handed me them back and our hands touched. I was freaking out on the inside but tried to keep my cool on the outside.
I kept staring, it was weird. I recognised him but I had no clue who he was, “Have we ever met before? There’s just something about you that seems so familiar”.
He scratched behind his head and smiled adorably, “I’m sure I would have remembered…well it was nice-“.
Before I could process what I was going to say my words came out like word vomit, “Do you fancy getting some coffee sometime or something?”. The minute I said it I regretted it, he was going to turn me down and it will officially be the worst and most embarrassing moment of my life.
He kept on smiling and he looked me in the eyes, “I would love to get coffee with you”.
I grinned so widely that I began to think that I started to look like a serial killer. “I’m free now?”.
“That’s perfect…here let me”. He took my books off me and carried them as we walked to the nearest coffee shop.
“I’m Y/N by the way”.

tenerife sea - peter parker

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Being in love is never easy. Especially when there are two different hearts belonging to different endings.

In creation with the song ‘Tenerife Sea’ by Ed Sheeran.

Requested: no

Warnings: slight language, SAD FLUFF IM SORRY

Words: 2432

a/n: this is sad but it’s really sweet so i hope u like:) love u all <333 and you can listen to the song here :) (gif creds to owner, not mine)



You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck, down your shoulders and back.

The delicate, lively way her hair glided softly down her smooth skin, all the way to her shoulders dazed him over. A dramatic heartbeat thumped in his heavy chest as the eyes that adorned her tall figure drifted all the way down to the hem of her vibrant red dress, his modesty masking over. He felt the usual tingling sensation he sensed once his eyes came in contact with her seemingly exquisite figure. The figure he yearned to gaze at from afar all day was so gleaming and beautiful as she danced her way smoothly across the shiny, polished gym floor. Her bright brown eyes underneath the limelight of the party decorations, and the numerous flashes emitting from people’s phones.

Nothing, nothing ever compared to the feeling he felt rush throughout his veins as he gazed at her sweet features. His heart skipped numerous times as he felt as if she would quickly glance over in his direction, her plump pink lips would separate into a pearly-white smile as a magnificent dark brown hit a nervous yet sparkling brown. Two hearts beating a vast amount of emotion as the smiles spread across both of the teens faces. One heart thumped with kind and gentleness towards the other, a smile evident in the entire demeanor. But, the other heart beat with such a grave amount of adoration and emotion, it was too much to bear as the other didn’t yearn enough for it.

Liz’s heart didn’t beat enough for Peter’s.

Peter just didn’t know it.

We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much. You got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us.

“I’ll see you later, Y/N/N. Love you,” was the last thing that slipped past Peter’s lips before leaving your room. You nodded knowingly at him as he quickly leaned over and pecked you on the cheek. His familiar lips against your soft skin was something that always came as such a quick flood of emotion your face heated with color.

As you wistfully eyed his figure shut your door, every affection that had been grasping on for dear life inside you was allowed to exit, along with a deep sigh. You attempted to keep your immense feelings for your friend in tact every time you were with Peter.

It was just, nothing felt as if it made sense without Peter. Your eyes were never casted another’s way as long as adoring thoughts of him were swarming around your mind. Your friendship acted as an anchor in your life, holding your feelings up above yourself whenever doubtful situations would occur.

Peter made everything feel better. That charming, chapped smile that would spread across his whole face as you two chuckled together at a stupid, cheesy joke you had made. His lightly curled, brown hair was so soft and made you drool at some points as he ran his muscular hands through it feverishly. 

Those utterly beautiful, captivating and glorious brown eyes would peek from underneath his light eyelashes as he watched you intently work on something. Your body would light with such an admiration and fiery sensation as those orbs hit contact with your Y/E/C ones. Whenever those eyes would slightly peer in your direction, pairing with that generous smile would cause your stomach to churn with cages of butterflies, and your mind to cloud with loving thoughts of him, feeling as if no one knew anything but the two of you.

But none of that would never compare to that pure, blissful soul that was enveloped inside of him. No gorgeous, outer appearance could ever lavishly beat his stunning personality, his loving demeanor, and bright, graceful voice that caused every bone in your body to shiver with love.

But that was the problem.

The exceedingly emotion you yearned for Peter to reciprocate was something of just a facade that would swim around your endless thoughts day and night. Those immense feelings were almost a part of your dreams, something you never knew to be true.

No matter how long you ached for Peter to someway, somehow, love you as much as the way you loved him, the chances of your hopeful thinking becoming a reality were slight. Nothing would ever compare to that grave feeling you would feel ignite throughout your veins as he muttered those three little words to you in adoration.

The fact was, he desired to say those words to another.

Should this be the last thing I see, I want you to know it’s enough for me. ‘Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need.

“Thank you so much, Peter! I really owe you one!” Liz shouted to Peter happily, a bright smile adorned her plump lips as she leaped over and grasped him in a tight hug.

Peter’s heart once again, acted upon that familiar leap as her touch against his felt like absolute fire on his skin. Something as small as his gesture of offering to put the banner up resulted in something so enticing he thought his emotions would leap out right here.

Liz squeezed his sweater-adorned body once more before releasing herself from around his slightly smaller frame. Her eyes smiled as she waved bye to him before gliding slyly back down the long hallway. As her tall and lean body carried itself away from his, he soon felt his entire heart yank itself from his body and make it’s way along with her.

God, she’s so perfect.

He felt taken, yet lightheaded, in a good way. His mind was completely dusted with thoughts of nothing but Liz as he stood vacant in the middle of the hallway. His body recalled the emotion it sense with her sweet touch against his.

Peter knew he was completely and utterly ahead of himself. In the back of his mind, his thoughts played rapidly with ideas that appeared themselves in random increments. The ideas consisted if question and answers between himself.

“Would she ever see me in the way I see her?”

“God no, Peter. You’re a lonely sophomore with basically two friends. She’s a popular, beautiful senior. You’re vapor compared to her.”

“Will anyone, ever see me in the same way I see her?”

“That’s a great question, but no. The only other person who knows you for you besides Ned is Y/N. She truly knows yourself and sees you in the true being you are. But, she’s your friend, and she supports your love for Liz. And that will never change.”

Peter’s clueless mind plays changeable games with him over and over again. His heart was separated in two. One side was filled with the gratefulness and adoration he saw in you for him. The other was filled with the love and admiring emotion he perceived for the senior that escalated his heart every day and whispered in his beating chest, unknowing chest , “I’m so in love, so in love. So in love, so in love”.

You were his anchor. You were his truthful, caring, and exceedingly generous, friend.

She was just a facade of his seemingly hopeful dreams.

You look so beautiful in this light, your silhouette over me. The way it brings out the blue in your eyes is the Tenerife Sea. And all of the voices surrounding us here they just fade out when you take a breath. Just say the word and I will disappear, into the wilderness .

Your eyes cascaded over Peter’s suit-adorned body as it danced slowly and smoothly to the wave of the music. His hands set on Liz’s waist as her neatly manicured fingers laid themselves on top of Peter’s broad shoulders.

Your hips moved slightly with the whispering music beating against your eardrums in a clouded atmosphere. It sounded as if all the echoes and voices surrounding you just faded into the back distance as your eyebrows paired with your dusty Y/E/C eyes in a seemingly weary look as you gazed at the two. Your vision focused on the two of them swaying slowly to the soft drone of the bass. The music’s beat paced with your heavy heart as it thumped against your chest. Those sparkling brown eyes never once tore away from Liz’s smiling gaze, the realization flooding your sudden thoughts. Those engaging, thin lips spread across his face in reaction to Liz moving the tips of her fingers to play with the tiny hairs on the back of his neck.

All your mind could play on loop was the fact that you were standing there, alone, watching the boy you loved with every fiber of your being, getting swept off his feet by someone else. That personal feeling was something that caused your heart to slowly and achingly break piece by piece as it continued to flood your veins.

The feeling that erupted in the pit of your stomach and all around your body was complete and utter heartache.

Should this be the last thing I see. I want you to know it’s enough for me. ‘Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need.

Soon, that heartache was transferred through a fiery, intense meaning of words and you knew you were completely screwed.

“Peter, ditching me again for the third time this week does not mean-”

“God Y/N are you still stuck on that?” he shouted at you, hands throwing themselves out in front of you feverishly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he sighed heavily in annoyance.

Your eyes watched him carefully as he stared at you as if you were being the ridiculous one. Your brain wasn’t connected to your common sense at the moment as your eyes never etched themselves away from his annoyed figure once as he belted out excuse after excuse to you.

As mentioned, your mind didn’t seem to bond with the idea of common sense at this moment in time. Your feelings of betrayal and discontent for the boy in front of you was seeming to mask over every other emotion piercing through your veins right now. Your thoughts and held emotions for the past two years suddenly no loner yearned to stay hidden in the back of your mind and the bottom of your heart anymore.

They wanted to be shown. They wanted to mutter against Peter’s chapped yet desirable lips over and over again, “I’m so in love, so in love. So in love, so in love…”

Peter ran his fingers through his curled hair quickly, breaking your off guarded demeanor to pay attention to his endless amounts of excuses with Liz, “Liz asked me to do one thing, one thing! And you of course, find some way to cause me to second guess myself-”

“Peter-” you attempted to cut him off, your eyes shutting tightly and then opening quickly as the anger pulsed within you. Your body moved slightly closer to his growing figure as he continued to run on.

Say it, say it, say it. It’s now or never, tell him. Tell him those meaningful three words you’ve desired to tell him since the first day you laid your eyes on that boy. Tell him or you’ll regret it forever.

“..and you know I truly, truly like her and for you to just hit me with the whole ‘You always ditch me’ really doesn’t-”

Your mouth slowly yet subtly opens as you prepare to reveal your deep and meaningful feelings that have been bottled up for years. Your heart climbed its way to your throat and you almost felt the room turn dizzy, your state of mind clouding with the net pursuit of idea that would be in your near future. Regret? Guilt? More heartache? Only your mind could tell.

That’s when your mind was threw juggling with your longing emotions and the seemingly simple yet trusted words rolled off your lips, cutting Peter off completely.

“Peter it’s because I’m in fucking love with you!” the foreign words you had rehearsed for so long felt enticing as they escaped your trembling lips.

Silence was the only being set in that moment in time. The room stopped, the motion stopped, it even felt as if the breathing between the two of you stopped. Your heavy breathing became even more erratic as your eyes adverted from your stagnant gaze on the floor and up to meet Peter’s in a nerve-wracking gaze. Your orbs dared to search his as they stared vacantly back into yours. You found no sign of light, love, or excitement in the sweet brown color. You found nothing.

Which tore your heart to shreds. Along with your feelings, and insight of what you thought love meant for Peter Parker.

Lumière, darling. Lumière over me. Should this be the last thing I see. I want you to know it’s enough for me. 'Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need.

Liz and Peter were dating within a week. Void, silence, stagnant energy was all you felt since the night you told him you loved him.

Your trembling lips closed as he sighed a deep breath of guilt into the air. Once his eyes turned from the nothingness you witnessed once your figure released the truth, to the brown wash over with complete guilt, you knew.

Your heart had never felt so hollow and your throat had never felt so thick. Nothing could compare to the pain you felt when Peter’s hand reached over and placed itself on top of yours. You cursed yourself at the usual fiery sensation ignite your veins at his soft touch. But this time, the sensation wasn’t an enticing one, it was rejection.

When the words of rejection escaped his mouth, nothing was peaceful anymore. Your tears instantly clouded your vision and your hands trembled at the sight of his guilt stricken face.

“Y/N, I love you. But, not in the way you love me.”

Two days later, Peter nor you have spoken to one another, and you were sitting here, witnessing his hand that was once placed upon yours was now sweetly tied together in her’s, his smile of pure bliss seen only towards her and evident for you no longer.

Your daring and truthful confession of love towards him caused him to realize he needed to act upon his own feelings and get to her heart before anyone else did. That was something you regret not doing since day one.

Peter’s heart belonged to another, and yours was still vowing for it.

This was proof not all love stories receive the happy ending they were looking for.

I’m so in love, so in love. So in love, love, love, love. So in love. You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. And in a moment I knew you, Beth.


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Image of the star V838 Monocerotis reveals dramatic changes in the illumination of surrounding dusty cloud structures. The effect, called a light echo, has been unveiling never-before-seen dust patterns ever since the star suddenly brightened for several weeks.



By: CloudyGyeom

Prompt: “You deserve a happy ending.”

Summary: He was like the ocean, gilded with shades of blues, whites and grays. You wanted to see everything he had to offer. Puppy!Wang ; Shifter!Wang ; Boxer!Wang —smut.

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Pacific Northwestern Gothic

• yesterday, this lake trail was your favorite place to jog. today, the narrow beach between you and the gray water is strewn with hundreds of dead salmon. you thought spawning season wasn’t for two more months. they stare, stinking and bloated, at nothing, their grotesquely long, red jaws making you unsure they’re really salmon at all.

• you’re standing out in the woods. quiet, like you’re hiding from something you can’t name. the ground feels uneven, spongy and rocky all at once, under your feet. you’d like to stay here forever and melt into legend, but something tells you this would be a grave mistake

• you forgot to bring your canvas tote to the farmer’s market so instead you bundle your vegetables up in the Portland hoodie you had in your trunk. on the way back, you clutch them to your chest like a secret, like a fugitive infant.

• is it raining? you can hear heavy drops falling from the trees into the deep nest of moss and conifer needles on the ground, but you’re still not sure

• your friends want to go clamming Friday morning. you tell them you have to work, but really you’re remembering when you were young and your father pulled something bulbous, fleshy, and struggling out of the dark hole he made in the gray sand. it wasn’t a clam. it couldn’t have been. clams don’t make noises like that.

• you’ve never seen Bigfoot but you staunchly insist he’s real. there’s something in the woods and God willing, it’s nothing worse

• someone mentions to you that one of the Southern Resident orcas has died. you keep your relief to yourself. finally you understand the long, muted keening you keep hearing wash over you from the direction of the Sound, echoing back from the thick layer of clouds

• you want to visit Seattle. you don’t know what you’ll do there; you only know with total surety that you’ve been away too long. the distance gnaws at your insides.

• nothing was wrong with the berries you forage from the same thicket every summer. nothing was wrong with the homemade jam you gave your family. and nothing is wrong with your family. everyone is fine, everything is normal. you tell yourself this even as you throw out the jar you kept for yourself.

• outside your back door, there is a bear. you stare at him and he stares at you and you both know he could crash through the glass door and dirty screen like nothing. after a while—ten seconds? five minutes?—he slowly turns and ambles into the trees.

• you don’t bother latching the door as night falls. it won’t save you if he comes back for you. it won’t save you if anything comes for you.


her name is my mantra, when i sink like stone; she is a wordless description, during rains, low hum, no echo, imbued—clouds caress the mountains beyond, she becomes bluish mist; her roots impregnate nature, circle starts, i take a step back, she draws out her tongue like kali; she is the oracle, inside my spine, singing prophecies, cassandra’s blind depth, her pearl tears; at midnight, the wilderness combines with her existence, compassion and nourishment—she makes me her tribute.