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Your Move

The nine times Simon and Baz prank each other and the one time they don’t

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Epilogue

April 2


Waking up in Baz’s bed is too soft to describe.  Technically, I’m sure his bed is no softer than my own, but now there’s another level of soft, one that goes beyond a physical body-soft.  Soft like my entire soul is encased in cotton fluff. Heart-soft.


He doesn’t open his eyes, just smiles a little, and his sleepy smile has my heart skipping.  “Simon?”

Crowley, just hearing him say my name, and in a voice still heavy with sleep, is enough to have me swooning a little.

           “It’s April second.”

           “Yes it is.”

           “Do you still love me?”

           Baz pulls me closer and when he speaks his lips brush my forehead.  “Today, tomorrow, every day after that.”

           His shirt is my new favourite smell and I bury my nose in it.  “It’s funny, if you think about it?”


           “We both told the truth yesterday,” I muse.  “We pranked each other every day except April Fool’s Day.”

           He chuckles deep within his throat.  “We really are pathetic.”

           “Guess that makes us both April Fools, huh?”

           “Speak for yourself, love,” he laughs, and I’m so gone.


“So,” Simon murmurs after a few more moments of silent heaven, “is the game over?”

           I shrug with one shoulder.  “Who won?”


           “Really?” I raise an eyebrow.  “How?”

           “I’ve got you wrapped in my wings, Baz, it doesn’t get much better than this.”

           “I dunno,” I grin, “I think I definitely won.”

           Simon scoffs.  “As if.”

           “I’m wrapped in your wings.”

           “Well, I finally get to touch your hair.”

           “I can make you blush without even trying.”

           “I can shut you up by kissing you.”

           “Oh yeah?” I pull back far enough to meet his eye. “Care to demonstrate?”

           He’s laughing as he obliges me, kissing me gently like his lips are still sore from the seemingly endless kissing last night. I don’t remember having the strength to pull away long enough to climb back inside the room, or to change into our nightclothes, but at some point it must have happened.  Between toothpaste kisses and disbelieving grins.  I’d been a little afraid to suggest sharing a bed (I thought it might scare him away), but he’d climbed in beside me like he fit there, like the spot had been meant for him all along.  I don’t think we ever stopped kissing, just fell into place and stayed there until the dizziness turned into dreams.

           “Crowley,” I mumble against his lips, soft like rose petals.


           “Aleister Crowley.”

           He giggles.  “What, Baz?”

           “Do you still love me?”

           His eyes are a different blue every time I look at them, like the sky.  Right now they’re the horizon just after the orange leaks out of the sunrise.

           Simon kisses my forehead.  “Today…”

           Kisses my nose.  “Tomorrow…”

           Kisses my mouth, deep and long.  “Every day after that.”

           I’m so gone.

           “I’m living a charmed life.”

When galaxies collide

AN: I wrote this some time ago and felt like sharing it because it’s not too bad. While reading, please keep in mind that English isn’t my first language, so  excuse any possible mistakes.


The way he looks at me is irritating.

His eyes never seem to leave me. They’re following me through the room, a solid blue wall. Blue as crayons. They’re extraordinarily ordinary.

I try not to let him notice how he unnerves me. I try to ignore him and his stupidly blue eyes. His tawny skin and his unruly curls. Everything about him is golden and so bright that it looks like he belongs in space. Somewhere far away. Definitely not here.


This boy looks like he belongs to another planet. His skin is an indescribable mixture of reds and browns and it shimmers like pixie dust. His hair is dark and way longer than mine and it falls over his shoulders, framing his face, making it look at least a bit softer. Because his cheekbones are sharp and his eyes are hard and he scowls all the time.

He should make me feel uncomfortable. I should be scared by him.

But I’m not.

He seems to be drawing me in. I can’t stop watching him, how he moves around. He talks to no one and no one talks to him. Does he feel alone? It seems like there are galaxies between me and him.


I finally know where he belongs. He’s the sun that is missing in the galaxy I call my life. He completes my very own sun-system. He still hasn’t stopped looking at me.

And when I hear people slowly leaving the room, I decide that I should be brave once in my life.

I turn and look at him. Right into his ridiculously blue eyes.

My breath catches and for a moment, he is all that I can see. He’s the centre of my everything. He’s every nice thing I can think of.

But then he looks away and the moment is broken.


His grey eyes seem to have unsettled something deep inside of me. Something I was afraid do wake, something I never wanted to think about. He’s still holding my gaze and it hurts, looking at his face hurts. It makes me think of how much I want to talk to him, screw his intimidating looks.

So I break the eye-contact.

Then I stand up.

And start to make my way towards him.


Within seconds he’s in front of me, making my stomach turn. I can’t name the look on his face. Is he angry because I stared at him? Shouldn’t I be the one who’s angry?

But then he interrupts my thoughts by saying: “You don’t talk to anyone.”

It surprises me. It’s not even a question, it’s a simple statement. What am I supposed to answer to this? I don’t want to scare him away, he’s even more beautiful up close.

“That’s none of your fucking business.”

Oh great.


He spits out a rude answer, but I can’t really blame him, since my question was probably the least eloquent thing I could have said.

“Well,” I stutter, trying to regain my composure. “I just wanted to ask if I could sit with you.”

There’s a flicker of something in his eyes and I hope that he’ll say yes.


This boy is going to be the death of me. Now that he’s standing right in front of me, I can see that his face is sprinkled with tiny freckles. There’s an edge of one of his teeth missing, which makes him look way younger. He’s making me feel sick. But the good kind.

He asked if he could sit with me and if I weren’t so absolutely incompatible with human beings, I would have said yes by now. But I still haven’t answered his question and he’s still looking up at me with his blue eyes, chewing on his plump bottom lip.

Before I can think to much about this, I feel my mouth opening.


“If you insist,” he mumbles and for a moment, I’m worried that he’s irritated by me and is just surrendering because he wants me to stop talking. But then he shoots me a half-smile and it feels like gravity has lost its hold on me.

I smile back at him, already planning to tell Penny all of this as soon as I enter our flat. Although he seemed so far away at first, almost like he lived on another planet, I can’t feel the galaxies dividing us any more. Now we’re circling around each other. As if he’s as focused on me as I am on him.

But then he frowns.


He beams at me and I can’t help but try to memorize all of his expression, in case I’m not seeing it again. Or at least, not directed at me.

We’re both silent for a moment, standing in the middle of the empty room and staring at each other. Then I remember that I don’t even know his name.

His face falls when I stop smiling and I immediately want to comfort him, tell him that I didn’t change my mind, that I’m just thinking, but I’m not exactly known to be empathic in public.

“What’s your name?”, I ask, cringing internally at how emotionless my voice sounds.

He relaxes, ruffling his curls as his smile returns.

“Simon. Simon Snow.”

Oh well, at least we both have ridiculous names.


He grins when he hears my name, and I immediately feel self-conscious. My name is one of the things I will never not be embarrassed about.

I have already opened my mouth to say something when he cuts me off.

“Don’t worry, I’m not making fun of you. Would be a bit hypocritical if you consider that my name is Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch. You can call me Baz though.”

I snort, feeling relieved. His name is as extraordinary as he is and even though there’s no way I’m going to remember all of it, I still like it. It sort of fits him.


My stomach does a somersault when Simon says, “We match, I guess.”.

We do not match, we absolutely don’t. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.

It’s okay to celebrate what you’ve accomplished so far. The mere fact that you’re still in here means that you’ve had to put work in to get to this point. Yes, there are parts of this canvas that still need to be painted, but don’t beat yourself so much over what isn’t finished yet. Don’t you remember what God is doing in you in this season? Don’t you remember that He is strengthening you to make it through? Because of Him, you’ve got this. You’re going to walk across out of this season you’re in and you’ll be able to say “God brought me through this. I know He did. I see His hand in all of this.” So keep going. Don’t discredit the progress you’ve made so far and know that the Lord is carrying you through, all the way to the end.

I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. - Philippians 3:14

Written by @morganhnichols for #TheDevoCo

Bohemian Rhapsody
  • "Is this the real life?"
  • "Is this just fantasy?"
  • "Open your eyes"
  • "Look up to the skies and see"
  • "I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy"
  • "Just killed a man"
  • "Pulled my trigger, now he's dead"
  • "Life had just begun but now I've gone and thrown it all away"
  • "Didn't mean to make you cry"
  • "If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on"
  • "Carry on as if nothing really matters"
  • "Too late, my time has come"
  • "I've got to go"
  • "Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth"
  • "I don't wanna die"
  • "I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all"
  • "I see a little silhouetto of a man"
  • "Will you let me go?"
  • "No, we will not let you go"
  • "Let him go!"
  • "So you think you can love me and leave me to die?"
  • "Nothing really matters to me"
  • Robert: Look, if it doesn't work out, we can always come back. I mean, what happened today, it doesn't have to change anything.
  • Aaron: Nothing's changed. It is what it is. I've just only realised it today, that's all.
  • Robert: You're tired, you're not thinking clearly.
  • Aaron: Stop talking, please. Just go. You're making it worse.
  • Robert: What, and leave you like this?
  • Aaron: Adam will come over.
  • Robert: No.
  • Aaron: Robert, don't be stupid.
  • Robert: I know you love me. That's why you can't even look at me. You love me and this is ridiculous.
  • Aaron: I do love you. I'll always love you. But this... I hate this. And if it carries on for long enough it's gonna end up killing me. (takes his ring off, holds it out to Robert) Take it. Just take it. (Robert takes the ring, Aaron kisses his cheek) I think you should probaby go now. Please. (Robert doesn't move) Robert, just go. (Robert looks and looks and then goes)
  • Piper: (about their living arrangement)We're still arguing about it. I want at least an acre of land, and he wants something called a man cave.
  • Jason: Wait, really? Really. You really want to get him involved?
  • Piper: He asked a question.
  • Jason: Just tell him that it's crazy for him to carry a gun, that's all.
  • Piper: But it's not.
  • Jason: It is.
  • Leo: (to Piper) Thank you.
  • Piper: At the very least, he could draw fire away from you and get shot himself, which would reduce the likelihood of me becoming a single parent.
  • Leo: (stuttering)We, we, we don't have to go through every eventuality.
  • Jason: You're not getting a gun.
  • Leo: Then I'll make sure you don't get a man cave.
  • Jason: You're not going to get a gun.
  • Leo: Well, then, you won't get a man cave.

ARIES: Blue Jeans

“Blue jeans, white shirt. Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean, For sure you're so fresh to death and sick as cancer. You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop but you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I know that love is mean, and love hurts but I still remember that day we met in December, oh babyI will love you till the end of time. I would wait a million years. Promise you'll remember that you're mine. Baby can you see through the tears? Love you more than those bit*hes before. Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember”

LEO: Born To Die

Take me to the finish line oh my heart it breaks every step that I take But I’m hoping at the gates, They’ll tell me that you’re mine. Walking through the city streets is it by mistake or design. I feel so alone on the Friday nights. Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine. It's like I told you honey. Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry. Sometimes love is not enough when the road gets tough. I don’t know why, Keep making me laugh let’s go get high, The road is long, we carry on so we should have fun in the meantime”

SAGITARIO: This Is What Makes Us Girls

Remember how we used to party up all night. Sneaking out and looking for a taste of real life, Drinking in the small town. Firelight sweet sixteen and we had arrived. Walking down the street as they whistle, "hi, hi!" Stealin' police cars with the senior guys. Teachers said we'd never make it out alive. This is what makes us girls, We don't look for heaven and we put our love first. Don't you know we'd die for it? it's a curse, Don't cry about it, don't cry about it. This is what makes us girls, We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first. Don't cry about him, don't cry about him, It's all gonna happen”


your-candy-coated-darling  asked:

Hello, hun! How are you? Welcome to the family! Would you mind terribly if I asked for Romantic headcanons for 'Stickbugs' with a short S/O? Take your time, and don't feel to stressed! I hope you have fun writing, and don't stress out to much, haha! Well, ily, bye! ~Fishy

I’m feeling really happy and loved rn! So many people already asking me to write about my favorite skeletons! It’s so great, I love it so much! Thanks for looking out for me, it means a lot! And of course not, I have a soft spot for those tol skellies too <3

★ He’s the cuddle master. He makes the best big spoon, hands down.
★ He’s the most likely out of all the Stickbugs to carry you. On his shoulders, bridal style, potato sack style, piggy back rides, he’s going to do it in some way or another. He could even carry you on one arm if he wanted to. It will make it 10x better for him though if you put your arms over his shoulders.
★ Two words: forehead kisses.

★ He’s very touchy. He likes to have his arm around you all the time, to hold hands with you, to come up behind you and wrap you in his arms. It’s his way of saying you are his, and that you belong to him, and that only you can take yourself away from him.
★ He can’t stay mad at you. Like at all. You’re too damn cute. Stop it.
★ If anyone tries to pick on you because of your height, they’re dead. You’d better stop him before he kills them, because he won’t hesitate.

★ He will most definitely rest his chin or his arms on your head, and it’s always right when you let your guard down. He’s not doing it teasingly, though. You’re just the right size for him.
★ But he’s still teasey. He’ll give you shorty nicknames from time to time. And he’ll hold object out of your reach sometimes. But it’s out of love, I promise.
★ He will get very flustered if you pull him down to your level.

★ Very possessive and very protective, more so than Edge. But like Edge, he’s going to be holding you in some way at all times. He needs to let others know that you are his.
★ But instead of holding his hand, he gets a real kick out of you holding his arm/bicep instead.
★ He will let you wear his clothes. A lot. They may not fit you, but damn, are you cute in them. Especially his hoodie.

★ He will carry you around bridal style when you’re not in public.
★ He loves it when you get mad. Like Stretch, he’ll give you shorty nicknames and hold this up too high to mess with you. You’re just so cute when you’re mad!
★ When it comes to kissing, he’s not doing that bend-over-to-reach-your-level nonsense. No, he’s picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

  • Aaron: He doesn't want you, he doesn't want the... You can't just trap him.
  • Rebecca: You really think that's what this is? I wanted to get on a flight out of here. He should never have known. I'm not trying to take your husband.
  • Aaron: Just... stay away from him. Don't contact him, don't see him.
  • Rebecca: And you think that'll solve it? What do you want? That we all just pretend this isn't happening? You go back to your marriage and just forget about it? I like you, Aaron. I want to help you.
  • Aaron: Yeah, well, you're doin' a great job!
  • Rebecca: He hurt you. Like he hurt you before. Like he's hurt everyone who's ever cared about him.
  • Aaron: No, I'm different. He loves me. He married me!
  • Rebecca: Then slept with me! He told me you were over and I trusted him. Don't make the same mistake. I mean, look at me. I'm pregnant. I'm carrying his child. I'm sorry, Aaron. But there's going to be a baby here. It's going to be born and you're going to see it. You can't just ignore it.
  • Aaron: Just stay away from him! (yells, Rebecca flinches back, grabs her non existent baby bump in a dramatic gesture) I'm... I'm sorry. I... I wouldn't... I wouldn't hurt you. I wouldn't... I wouldn't hurt the... bab...
  • Rebecca: This is what he does to you. This is why we have to protect ourselves. Can you really do this? Can you stand by him, cope, when the baby's here? You came here to save your marriage. Save yourself, Aaron. Leave him.
Lord of the Rings {Sentence Starters}
  • "All right then, keep your secrets. But I know you have something to do with it!"
  • "Save your pity and your mercy! I have no use for it!"
  • "I'm sorry I brought this upon you, my ____."
  • "You shall not pass!"
  • "It's just a feeling. I don't think I'll be coming back."
  • "And some things that should not have been forgotten, were lost."
  • "I don't know. I don't know what's going to happen."
  • "You don't see it, do you? He's a villain."
  • "Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity!"
  • "I mean, they don't actually expect me to do any fighting. Do they?"
  • "You cannot hide. I see you!"
  • "You just startled me is all. What were you doing?"
  • "I'm sorry that you must have to carry this burden. I'm sorry for everything."
  • "Shut up, you! Go away! Get out of here!"
  • "Fly, you fools!"
  • "Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?"
  • "There's no promise you can make that I can trust."
  • "If I take one more step, I'll be the farthest away from home I've ever been."
  • "None of us should wander alone. You least of all."
  • "Look at them. They're frightened. You can see it in their eyes."
  • "I cannot jump the distance, you'll have to toss me!"
  • "Whatever you did, you’ve been officially labeled a ‘disturber of the peace.’"
  • "Let him stay there. Let him rot! Why should we care?"
  • "One does not simply walk into _____."
  • "You don't mean that. You can't leave!"
  • "You must trust yourself. Trust your own strengths."
  • "I know what I must do, it's just that- I'm afraid to do it."
  • "If you want him, come and claim him!"
  • "I need a holiday, a very long holiday. And I don’t expect that I shall return. In fact, I mean not to."
  • "Oh, what business is it of yours what I do with my own things?!"
  • "I don't feel like parting with it! It's mine, I found it!"
  • "Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault!"

In which Simon caught Baz kissing someone else and confronts him about it

Baz took a long drag from his cigarette. Simon wrinkled his nose. “Can you stop smoking around me?”

“No.” Baz dropped the cigarette anyway, crushing it beneath his shoe. “Now can we just talk?


“What’s wrong with you, Snow?”




Tension crackled between the two boys, it was electrifying. Baz’s eyes narrowed to slits, and Simon pursed his lips.

And then Simon started sobbing. “Dammit, Baz,” he spluttered, “I saw you. I fucking saw you with him.” Simon wiped furiously at his eyes with the back of his hand. It had been an accident. He was supposed to be in class, but skipped. Because he just wanted to see Baz.

Baz’s blood ran cold. “I thought you had class.”

“I skipped.” Simon sniffed loudly and drew his arms to his chest. “I wanted to see you.”

“You should’ve said something.”

“I didn’t think I had to.”

“We’re not even dating, Simon.”

“I thought our kiss had meant something.”

Baz pulled out his packet of cigarettes, twisting it around and around in his long, slender fingers. He hadn’t meant to hurt him. He hadn’t meant to hurt Simon. Dammit, he was in love with that boy. Then why did you kiss that other bloke? “I’m sorry,” Baz said. He tucked his cigarettes back into his jeans’ pocket.

“I’m sorry too.”

“I didn't—” Baz ran a hand through his hair. “I was scared you didn’t want me.”

Simon snorted.

“I pictured you.”


“When I was kissing him, I pictured you.”

“That’s supposed to make it okay?”

“No.” Baz paused. “I love you.”

Simon stayed quiet for a long time. Then, “Fine.”


“I love you too.”

Law & Order: SVU (Season 14) Starters
  • You have friends in the D.A.'s office.
  • Vet me all you want.
  • I am no one's friend. But I have everybody's respect.
  • Doctors are like cops - they don't like making promises.
  • And you wonder why I'm into conspiracies. We're living in one
  • We're gonna go for a walk.
  • I have to arrest you. And I don't want your daughter/son to see.
  • You have to prove that a crime was committed.
  • I didn't see you come in.
  • You probably didn't recognize me without the orange jumpsuit.
  • I took a two week coffee break and nobody noticed.
  • It's a little eccentric.
  • He's been carrying this secret around for 13 years.
  • We've got witnesses putting you at all of those crime scenes.
  • I can't have this in my house
  • You didn't have to do that! I didn't ask for your help!
  • I've been doing this for a long time, and I understand the shame and the stigma.
  • Gonorrhea - the gift that keeps giving.
  • I help you out, what do I get?
  • We'll work something out.
  • We can help you. We can get you off the street.
  • What else am I gonna do? What am I gonna write on my resume, "whore"?
  • You're arresting Santa? Come on!
  • Is that how you sleep at night?
  • Your client either knowingly provided a weapon that was used in a murder, or he failed to report it. Either way, he's in trouble.
  • We'll throw in a tiara as long he tells us everything.
  • You're gonna blackmail me into doing what's right? Who's taking advantage of who now?
  • Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in.
  • Watch me.
  • Oh, that's good to know. I guess we can all go home.
  • Wanna get a drink somewhere and not talk about it?
  • How many innocent men have you arrested?
  • I'm conflicted about labeling a 10-year-old a psychopath. But...
  • I've had a chill like that 2 times in my life... with death row serial killers.
  • I always forget how much this hurts.
  • Denying the pain doesn't make it go away.
  • You think bragging to cops about shooting cops is a good idea?
  • Shut the hell up or I'll take you out right now and wipe that stupid smile off your face.
Moulin Rouge sentence meme
  • "Diamonds are a girl's best friend."
  • "Never fall in love with a woman who sells herself."
  • "You don't have to lie to me."
  • "He/she wasn't trying to trick her/him."
  • "A love that will last forever."
  • "It's not that I'm not a jealous man/woman. I just don't like other people touching my things."
  • "I couldn't go through with it!"
  • "Honestly this is impossible!"
  • "Nothing funny, I just like talent."
  • "Virgin?"
  • "Leave all this to yesterday."
  • "I'm sorry, _____, I'm dying."
  • "Outside may be tragic."
  • "... a little frog."
  • "It'll mean that we love one another."
  • "Life's an awful bore."
  • "In here it's entertaining."
  • "Tell me the truth."
  • "It's quite long."
  • "This one's for you."
  • "A little supper? Maybe some champagne?"
  • "No!"
  • "We have to end it."
  • "It's nothing."
  • "They're trying to kill you!"
  • "The cat's out of the bag."
  • "I'm sure I will."
  • "When will I begin to live again?"
  • "I couldn't pretend anymore!"
  • "But I prefer a man/woman who lives... and gives expensive... jewels."
  • "You'll have fun."
  • "The greatest lesson you'll ever learn is to love and to be loved in return."
  • "Love is like oxygen!"
  • "A kiss may be grand, but it won't pay rental."
  • "Everyone go back to work."
  • "Outside it may be raining."
  • "He/she will fight for me."
  • "I hope you don't mind."
  • "Is this okay?"
  • "Tell our story."
  • "The ending's silly."
  • "He's got a huge... talent."
  • "This is my home."
  • "Generally I like it."
  • "Men grow cold as women grow old."
  • "In here we feel like magic."
  • "I was a fool to believe."
  • "How wonderful life is now that you're in the world."
  • "I don't like this ending."
  • "She's confessing!"
  • "I prefer to do it standing."
  • "You can tell everyone that this is your song."
  • "Is this what you want?"
  • "No!"
  • "That way I'll always be with you."
  • "Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?"
  • "I didn't want to lie!"
  • "He/she knows!"
  • "I'm cold."
  • "Things aren't always as they seem."
  • "Things are exactly as they seem."
  • "Very well."
  • "You might enjoy it."
  • "See the difference between you and I is that you can leave anytime you choose."
  • "You're going to be bad for business."
  • "We'll leave tonight."
  • "I'd rather, um, just get it done and over."
  • "I don't have much money."
  • "Love lifts us where we belong."
  • "Never knew I could feel like this."
  • "When love is for the highest bidder, there can be no trust."
  • "You're a beautiful man/woman."
  • "I forgot my line."
  • "The woman/man I loved is... dead."
  • "Come down here and get it done and over with."
  • "You know it is."
  • "I love sex."
  • "You know, touched for the first time."
  • "Hold me."
  • "Without trust, there can be no love."
  • "Hurt him/her to save him/her."
  • "I can tell."
  • "You're a great actress."
  • "It always ends bad!"
  • "Being on the street, that's terrible."
  • "I know it isn't much."
  • "We can't afford to love."
  • "The show must go on."
  • "Why does my heart cry?"
  • "The truth?"
  • "Use your talent to save him/her!"
  • "Make him/her believe you don't love him/her."
  • "I don't need you anymore!"
  • "I owe you nothing."
  • "He/she loves me!"
  • "And that's worth everything."
  • "You've got to carry on without me."
  • "Ah, poetry."
  • "You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me."
  • "Come what may I will love you until my dying day."
  • "Jealousy, yes jealousy will drive you mad!"
  • "I've come to pay my bill."
  • "It's not important."
  • "My gift is my song."
  • "Love is a splendord thing!"
  • "All you need is love."
  • "A girl's got to eat."
  • "The only way of loving me baby is to pay a lovely fee."
  • "Come and get me, boys."
  • "I can't carry on without you."
  • "I've paid my whore."
  • "Forgive everything."
  • "The French are glad to die for love."
  • "Don't stop, don't stop."
  • "I saw you together!"
  • "Please believe me when I say I love you."
  • "The spectacular spectacular."
  • "You are nothing to me."
  • "You don't have to wear that dress tonight."
  • "Thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love."
  • "Only you can save him/her."
  • "That's real love."
  • "Because she/he doesn't love you!"
  • "All my life you made believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me!"
  • "We're going away from you."
  • "What's his/her type?"
  • "Dont worry, Shakespeare."
  • "I was sick."
  • "We'll work on it tomorrow."
  • "You'll get your ending."
  • "And in the end should someone die?"
  • "We'll make them laugh, we'll make them cry."
  • "Where were you last night?"
  • "So delighting."
  • "I told you."
  • "Everyone knows."
  • "It's a bit funny, this feeling inside."
  • "You're dying."
  • "The doctor told us."
  • "You don't have to sell your body to the night."
  • "It's just an infatuation."
  • "The infatuation will end."
  • "It's more than I can stand."
  • "It all ends tonight."
  • "He/she is spending a fortune on you."
  • "Tell him/her it's over."
  • "I can't fall in love with anyone."
  • "But, my dear, I've arranged a lovely supper for us."
  • "A life without love... that's terrible."
  • "What?"
  • "This is what I want."
  • "Naughty words."
  • "I know of art and love."
  • "I long for it with every fiber of my being."
  • "It's a city of sin."
  • "There is no other way."
  • "We are creatures of the underworld."
  • "Oh no."
  • "I'm in love."
  • "A kingdom of nighttime pleasures."
  • "She/he sold her/his love."
  • "I can't believe it."
  • "Love is just a game."
  • "I was made for loving you, baby."
  • "You were made for loving me."
  • "One day I'll fly away."
  • "She/he is mine."
  • "Everything's going so well."
  • "You expect me to believe that?"
  • "Everyday I'm loving you more and more."
  • "We have each other."
  • "Today's the day when dreaming ends."
  • "I'm paid to make men/women believe what they want to believe."
  • "I don't care."
  • "You'll die with wonderment!"
  • "You have so much to give."
  • "I love you."
  • "The end."
i am deliberately going to try and
push you away,
because you are away,
or far away and
my brain interprets this as you are
leaving forever - and what do i know,
you might. 
this is the fastest firewall
but it doubles as a self destruct button,
cause you see,
i’m pretty damn good at that.
in my head right now, you are at the pub
(and you are)
and at this pub you are laughing
and joking with friends. 
i am not stress free,
they should make people who come into contact with me
sign a consent form.
i am difficult, hard work wrapped in self doubt
and panic attacks.
you will realise this when you are away from me
and my body knows this
so it needs to prepare for the loss of you
before it happens
so it doesn’t kill me. 
i'm going to be cold and a bitch,
i’m sorry. i can’t control it or anything at all.
i don't want to lose you.
i just don't know how to carry this much emotion
without collapsing
and i know the only way to save myself
is cut off every link to my heart. 
this is an ongoing poem,
you’ll read the rest some other day,
if we survive.
—  me, waiting for you to message me even though i deliberately deaded off the conversation

anonymous asked:

hi I have double depression which is like a lot of the time it's just kind of more low level symptoms but once every couple months it flares up and I get really suicidal and stuff. it's chronic for me and I don't know what to do. I'm so sick of it and I'm sick of people telling me it's going to get better because I know it's not. I'm just always really upset about it

hey darling. I’m not going to tell you you’re wrong. it may be something you live with for a very long time. I don’t think this is something you should be carrying all by yourself, though. what we definitely can do is make coping a bit easier for you.

• dysthymic disorder, sometimes called neurotic depression or double depression affects 3 to 6 percent of the population. that’s more than bipolar disorder and schizophrenia combined, yet most people are unfamiliar with it.

• some people have this mood disorder for 20 years or even more before seeking treatment, but it is treatable for the majority of sufferers. 

• it’s recommended to make a visit to your doctor for a physical exam. there are a number of conditions that can worsen double depression such as thyroid disease, infections, diabetes, etc.

• consider getting a psychiatric evaluation as well. it’s good to know if any life issues are contributing to your depression. 

• look over treatment options. there is no way to tell how someone might respond to a certain type of treatment. it’s okay to experiment. if things don’t improve over a few months, try something new. be fair to yourself, and don’t lose hope if one treatment doesn’t work.

• psychotherapy is known to have a positive effect after only a couple of months. anti depressants can also alleviate some symptoms of double depression.

• consider joining a support group. connecting with others in a similar position will help with feelings of isolation. 

know that everything you’re feeling is very real. try not to pay attention to people who probably don’t know the severity of your disorder. you’re a very strong person for being here. keep sharing your story. 💕


“you’re beautiful…”

“pardon, snow?”

Simon snapped out of his trance and turned his head to stare back at the stars, as opposed to his boyfriend.

Baz glanced down at their intertwined hands and goes pink in the face as he realises what Simon said. He doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to holding Simon’s hand, or kissing Simon and calling Simon his boyfriend, things he’s wanted to do for so many years. He is Simon’s now, and Simon is his.

What a charming life he’s living.

“the stars…” Simon murmurs, blushing “the stars are beautiful.”

“thank you..” Baz whispers and moves over to squish himself almost on top of Simon.

The two lay on the roof of the house that Simon and Penny share. It was a peaceful evening, with only wisps of grey clouds swirling around the deep navy sky, framing the bright shining stars. With Penny out for the weekend with some normal friends, the boys decided to take advantage of the situation and have rooftop dinners (something they’d tried before but penny had yelled at them as soon as she had gotten home from her late shift at work).

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy. You make me feel like everything’s going to be okay. You drown out all the bad in the world. Thank you, Simon Snow. I really love you.”

The Color Before the Sun Starters
  • "I don't think I could last one second longer, cuz in these waters I'm done for."
  • "Give me one good reason to stay here at all."
  • "Where's my lifesaver when I'm screaming danger?"
  • "There's no future I see with you in it."
  • "Turn the clocks back to the way things were."
  • "I never wanted to be this me."
  • "Show me back then, the kid before the man."
  • "I don't think this me is who I am."
  • "When the world comes crashing down, don't make a move, don't make a sound."
  • "Just watch it all come crashing down."
  • "Does it feel good to let go?"
  • "How the times have changed."
  • "You're my everything from here to Mars."
  • "I know I could be your better half."
  • "As a boy, I watched the world through broken eyes."
  • "We carried on, unnoticed, thinking all dreams were ours for the taking."
  • "When the rug gets pulled out from underneath, just embrace the fall."
  • "Nobody gives a fuck who you are."
  • "Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm the lie you use."
  • "I learned how to keep quiet, how to keep my distance, afraid to let strangers in, how to keep my secrets."
  • "I promise I'll go in peace when I'm free."

I feel like the characters of The 100 should have a ball at some point in the near future to boost morale and it would be Jasper’s idea and everyone would go and get dresses and make up and suits from Mount Weather and then when Abby and Clarke made their entrance together Marcus and Bellamy would look up and their jaws would drop and they would be like “woah” because they looked so stunning and all the guys would be in suits looking dashing and Monty would spike the punch with his moonshine and everyone would get a bit too carried away and who knows what would happen… 

#159 He can tell you're tired
  • Louis: You lied on his shoulder, eyes becoming extremely heavy and causing pain whenever you moved them from side to side. "Tired?" He petted your hair, placing a peck to the side of your head. "Course not." You stubbornly replied, feeling your head drift to his shoulder. He didn't reply, as he felt your breathe even out into a peaceful melody. "Goodnight love."
  • Niall: Your eyes will become red, and bright irises would close against lids. Because lets face it, you loved falling asleep first. His fingers would soothe down your spine, kinking out the knots you've mad. Un-tensing your shoulder you started to drift into unconsciousness with your lips apart onto the cotton of the pillow.
  • Harry: He knew you were tired when your face began to get pale. As if all the life was sucked out of you. Your skin at this point burned into his flesh when he ran his fingers over the goose bumps on your arms. Sighing out in relief when Harry started to curl into your side. "Love you."
  • Liam: You don't like to talk. At first, this kind of surprised him because you could go all day without taking a breather but as soon as it hit around eleven o' clock, you would go mute. Only subtle head shakes and hums through your tired lips. Liam lied beside you in bed, running his lips along your shoulders as you hummed a decent 'goodnight'.
  • Zayn: You'll hum into his neck, and his grip will tighten around your waist. "Then lets go to bed." He chuckles, you stay still though because he is so warm and you are too tired to move a muscle. "Don't make me carry you." You groaned at his denial. Clinging tighter onto his neck. "Please Zayn, I'll give you loads of kisses when we get up there."