we threw ourselves into it, when we could, with the force of a fist through our sternums: we told ourselves that because one night we’d no longer have the energy to live, for right now, we would grab onto life with all of our teeth and rip whole lifetimes from single moments.

someone once told me that i recover from bad things faster than anyone else. i didn’t know how to explain that i live a balance beam, that i cannot afford to let bad days get to me. bad days don’t stay bad days if they find their way into my blood stream, they become bad weeks, bad months, bad years, bad mornings spent in weariness, bad nights soaked in insomnia.

i live the red life, splash ecstatic, hang out of windows, rev the engine. i live it because any morning might be the last morning i feel anything.

—  up/DOWN /// r.i.d

Luke would be so excited when he came back home to you after three months of tour because he’d not only get to see you but also the growing baby bump. He’d Skype you every day while he was on tour just to check up on you and the baby. “How’s my little peanut?” He’d ask every time with hopeful eyes. He’d smile every time you told him good things. He’d be ecstatic to come home to you two. But once he found you after getting off the plane, he’d immediately speed walk over to you with his long legs and watery eyes. He’d hug you so tight but not too tight because of your guys’ little bean in between you two. “Oh, baby, I missed you.” Luke would mumble against your lips, small tears sliding down his cheeks. He’d pull away and smile at you, looking at you in awe before kissing you once more and kneeling down in front of you to your belly. “My, my, peanut, have you grown.” He’d whisper with a chuckle against your growing belly before kissing it. “Daddy missed you too, little one.” He’d whisper, rubbing the bump with his thumbs. He’d give it once more peck before moving back up to you. “I missed you both so much.” He’d say with red eyes before kissing you again. “So much.” After he pulled away, he’d turn to the boys, who all three watched the Hemmings family in awe. “Guys, look at my beautiful family.” Luke would gush with a big ole grin.

Another BillDip fanfic idea

Bill manages to piss off a witch and gets put under a love curse, that causes him to fall in love with Dipper.

After days of Dipper getting frustrated with Bill’s ideas of flirting, animal teeth and skulls, offers to torture and kill his enemies, bouqets of poisonous flowers, Dipper either reads about the love curse in the journal, or he meets the witch that Bill pissed off. From here on, the cure for the curse would be one of two things:

A true love’s kiss, which basically means Dipper needs to fall in love Bill and kiss him to break the curse, or a potion that can break the curse if Bill drinks it.

In the case of the first scenario, Bill wouldn’t know that Dipper and Mabel were trying to break the curse, so when Dipper starts spending more time with him willingly, he’s ecstatic. And slowly, but surely, Dipper starts falling for Bill, and even forgets that he started doing all this to break a curse. So, after dating for two months, they’re having a picnic in the forest. Dipper kisses Bill, and Bill pushes him off.

So, with the second option, Dipper and Mabel gather the ingredients for the potion and brews it, but when it’s done Bill refuses to take it, saying he likes to be in love with Dipper and doesn’t want it to stop. So Dipper, without Bill seeing it, puts some of the potion in his mouth, and kisses Bill to transfer the potion to him, ending with Bill pushing him away.In both cases, Bill is furious and leaves immediatly. In the first storyline, Dipper is heartbroken, in the second he is relieved. But stories would end with Dipper waking up the next day, to find a deer skull on his desk.

anonymous asked:

A little while ago, you said you were open to some drabbles/one-shots from the high and flighty AU, so I was wondering (if you have time of course) if you could do one about them spending some time on the vacation, or the mile high club you were talking about, or something like that. I really enjoyed the story and was ecstatic to see you would do some drabbles about it.

Dude, I will work up to mile-high club.  Because yes.  Because I need to get a feel for their adorable vacation first.  So here’s a slightly awkward early vacation scene.  

Links to previous parts are HERE at part 4

Astrid sits across from Hiccup in the hotel bar at ten in the morning, staring at him evenly over the top of her martini glass.  They called her Mrs. Hofferson at check-in, and it set off a new stream of self-doubt, of remembering the two years that don’t matter now.  Hiccup twiddles his thumbs, looking out of place and shabby in his rumpled uniform, minus the vest.  She knows she must look worse, in sweatpants and her ancient tee-shirt.  She takes a deep sip of the drink and winces, swallowing it with a harsh bob of her throat.  

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Being a huge fan of Splatoon, I was ecstatic to come across some great Splatoon cosplayers during my brief stay at MetroCon 2015.  They’re all so talented and stunning!  Almost as if they popped out of the game it’s self!  (I was also quite flattered that one of them recognized my Fakku hat.  And it was such a blast to dance with them during the Saturday night rave!)

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Ian […] was overjoyed to see Barbara standing there. She looked as astonished, relieved, and ecstatic as he felt. Ian hugged Barbara closer than he’d held anyone, or so it felt. […]

[…] He held her, face buried in her hair, because he wanted to see, hear, feel and smell the life in her; and because he was half afraid that, if he let her go, he might lose her again. Apart from that he was shaking so much with relief that he wasn’t entirely sure he could stand on his own.

In a strange way, the rest of the world vanished for Ian […]. There was nothing except Barbara herself.

—  The Face of the Enemy
FF: Happily Ever After (Rupphire)

Disclaimer: I do not own Steven Universe.

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Steven strolled along the boardwalk on the way to meet his father. Today was going to be another fine day in Beach City. He could feel it.

“Finally!” He heard his father joyfully yell. Steven saw the balding man lounging on a lawn chair watching tv.

Steven picked up his pace, “What’s up daddy-o?”

“Oh, Steven.” Greg motioned to the youth, “Come here, Bud.”

Steven listened, eyeing the tv as he passed it on the way to his father’s side.

“Everyone can marry now.” Greg ecstatically informed him, “I just found out from the ol’ tube.”

Steven heard the excitement in his father’s voice and it made him wonder, “Well, ya- everyone can marry… couldn’t they?”

“Well, that’s the thing, not everyone could.”

“What?!” Steven could not comprehend that this had been the case.

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In celebration of hitting 1k followers I made all of our very own lovely followers don party hats (the ones that would wear them anyways)! Don’t they look ecstatic??

Anyways, thank you all so much, it means a lot to me that you guys stick around and I’ll do my best to not disappoint you all :’)