he greater than i

too gay and too tired for this


*Requested* Hey can you do a imagine where the reader is Klaus girlfriend but even Lucien likes her and he kidnaps her.

( Oh dear Lucien what did you get yourself into again? ;) Happy reading my lovelies!)

Characters: Klaus x Reader, Lucien

Story Title: “Shanghaied..Again”

Warnings: Minor Season 3 spoilers

Word count: 1036

Your name: submit What is this?

Lucien: “Rise and shine!”

A familiar voice wakes you from your slumber, your sight blurry, your hands tied to a chair and your head pounding. You blink a few times before you raise your head, your eyes focusing on the dark haired man bending over in front of you; Lucien Castle. Fantastic.

You groan and roll your eyes at him which makes him smile.

Y/N: “Wipe that cocky grin off your face.”

Lucien: “Oh, but it works wonders with the ladies! I flash this magical smile and they are done for. Works each time. Wouldn’t you agree?”

He smiles as genuine as he possibly can, and you would have believed him, if you would not be aware of the vicious snake lingering beneath his disguise.

Y/N: “Jesus. Could you be more vain? All I want to do when I see that “magical” grin of yours is punch it into oblivion”

Lucien chuckles and squats down.

Lucien: “You are not scared at all, are you?”

Y/N: “Why should I? This is not the first time I got shanghaied you know. Besides, you don´t scare me. If you´d intended to kill me, I’d be dead by now. So the question is, why am I really here?”

His eyes travel over you for a second, stopping at your eyes.

Lucien:  “Huh. Now I see why Nik is so taken with you, Y/N. You’re smart, strong and extraordinarily beautiful. A rare combination.”

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Hate me if you want but I wanna talk about it. Or at least get this out.

From 2014 to 2016, I was emotionally and sexually involved with a man who is in a relationship. For the first 6 months, I was completely unaware of it. But after I found out, I didn’t end it. It fucked with me emotionally of course but nevertheless, I stayed. He was everything I wanted…. Correction, he is everything I want. He challenges me mentally. He teaches me. He tells me when I’m wrong. He lifts me when I’m down. He knows about my depression and does not treat me differently. We have intellectual conversations​ on a level that I’ve never had with someone I’ve been connected to. He reminds me of my dad. I see myself in him. I see myself with him. I love his ambition. I love his drive. I love being in his presence. Simply sitting near him gives me the greatest calm I’ve ever experienced. I’ve opened up to him emotionally more than any other person I’ve been involved with. He’s sweet. He’s beautiful. He’s everything.

And he’s engaged to be married…. I didn’t find out until nearly 6 months after…. (This doesn’t excuse what I did at all. I’m just saying it because it breaks my heart.)

Wtf have I done to myself?

I ended things at the beginning of the year because his fiance gave birth to his child. I was not about to be the person who could potentially tear a father away from his son. We have enough of that in our community. I could no longer contribute to the heartbreak and unhappiness of another black woman… I also did it for me. There’s no future in this. If I'ma be in pain emotionally, I’d rather be in pain on my own. I still feel guilty though. I made a decision to stay with a man that was not mine. I made the decision to reduce myself to something that I am not. I made the decision to hurt another black woman. I’ve been hurt that way before… Why tf would I want that to happen to someone else…..

Now I’m doing a LOT of self evaluation. Clearly something has gone awry in me that allowed me to participate in such a situation and I HAVE to correct it. I have to heal myself so that I don’t allow myself to be taken advantage of. So that I don’t give myself lower than what I deserve. So that I don’t treat myself lower than what I am worth. This was all me. And I’m learning that it’s not him I have to forgive. I have to forgive me. I have to stand up and decide not to walk in the footsteps my mother left before me. I’m going to create a new path. I’m going to walk in a direction no woman in my family has ever walked. I will no longer operate beneath who I am….


Brett Talbot x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, mature content, sexual content, nsfw, smut. 

Prequel to: Having a baby with Brett and freaking out when it shows werewolf traits, but can also be read separate.

A/N: @lazyneonmonster inspired me to write a smutty prequel to another fic, and I was like “Hell yeah, lets do it.” (as usual when smutty requests involves Brett.)
Also, this was supposed to be a sweet, fluff/smut fic, but on the other hand, nah. *scoffs*

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I know the general’s friendship and gratitude for you, My Dear Hamilton, both are greater than you perhaps imagine. I am sure he needs only to be told that something will suit you and when he thinks he can do it he certainly will. Before this campaign I was your friend and very intimate friend, agreable to the ideas of the World. Since my second voyage, my sentiment has increased to such a point, the world knows nothing about. To shew both from want and from scorn of expressions I shall only tell you.
—  To Alexander Hamilton from Marquis de Lafayette, 28 November 1780

anonymous asked:

What is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen/heard? (poems, pictures, anything)

wow there is so many beautiful things I have seen. let me come up with a few:

Qur’an and Sunnah and everything Islam related (there’s more than I can mention subhanAllah)

The first time I have truly understood Surah Ikhlas, it was so mindblowing. one really understand why it is wrothy 1/3 of the Qur’an

Verses of the Qur’an about Taqwa and Allah describing Himself, mainly makkan surah’s are really dear to me heart because they make me see Allah with it (for more check out roadtofalah.tumblr).

a very important and beautiful dua from Yusuf (as)

my dad mentions this verse to me since I was little.

The Prophet (sal Allahu alaihi wa sallam) said,

“Allah the Most High said, ‘I am as My servant thinks (expects) I am. I am with him when he mentions Me. If he mentions Me to himself, I mention him to Myself; and if he mentions Me in an assembly, I mention him in an assembly greater than it. If he draws near to Me a hand’s length, I draw near to him an arm’s length. And if he comes to Me walking, I go to him at speed.’”

[Sahih Al-Bukhari]

The Prophet (Sallallahu a’laihi wa sallam) said,

“What have I to do with the world? In connection with the world, I am just like a rider who sits under the shade of a tree, then goes off and leaves it.” [Tirmidhi – hadith 2377; Ibn Majah – hadith 4109; Musnad Ahmad – hadith 1/391]

The Messenger of Allah (sal-Allahu alayhi wa-sallam – peace be upon him) said,

“If you did not commit sins, Allah would sweep you out of existence and replace you by another people who would commit sins, ask for Allah’s forgiveness and He would forgive them.” (reported by Muslim).


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Pavana is one of my all time fac writer (ig: mazadohta)

Nayyirah Waheed’s poems are co calm and soft.

Art (my fav painter is Monet)

beautiful Islamic illustrations:

“Be, and it is”

Photography (my fav pictures always show humans in a peaceful scenery)



Madina (Masjid An-Nabawi)

Mosques all around the world

Bosnia (my home)

shadowdragon1553  asked:

Max are you sure you're okay? You seem a bit, off. Wouldn't you prefer a blue hoodie instead of your white one?

“I’ve never felt better! If it’s wrong for me to be this happy, I don’t care! Daniel says that feelings beat facts any day!” The last question seemed to upset him. “Blue…” His neck cracked and his smile grew more forced. “Blue is a colour of confidence and integrity. Something that…” he paused, forcing the smile more. “As I said, feelings are greater than facts, and white is a colour of purity and innocence, not one of facts! White reflects the light, not the truth!” An unknown emotion danced in his eyes at the last thought. His smile never faded, but something seemed to be bothering him.

A Picnic and a Present

Part two of the mini prom thing with @asksandyshores and I! Written by Amish under the cut! Part one right here!

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anonymous asked:

The most romantic thing anyone has ever said: "Who better qualified to oversee the building of the New World than Thomas?" NOt just the building of Nassau, or New Providence Island... no, the whole damn NEW WORLD-- give it to his boyfriend! Be more obviously in love, James <3

yes!! especially when you remember how earlier he was saying ‘put a man on an island, give him power over other men, and it won’t be long before he realises that the limits of that power are nowhere to be seen. And no man, given that kind of power, will remain honest for very long - he thought that ‘the atlantic ocean, a hundred years of history, and human nature were what prevented an honest man being made governor - and now?? he thinks that Thomas is greater than?? all these things?????? i mean holy shit????????? he’s so fucking in love????????????? 

High School Band AU: Ch. 8

TW: Mentionings of an attempt of raping

Seniors. They look like a bunch of gorillas, bumping, grinding, groaning in this little jungle that was this house whose owners were probably away on a trip for the weekend, leaving the baby gorilla alone. But gorillas live in packs, and drink in packs, and the male gorillas cat call the female ones in packs, ugh… senior are gross. And you, the freshman, the little domesticated chimp monkey, can’t say a thing about this, you can only smile and hope this torture ends soon.

“Nervous?” Jaehee asks you, helping you zip the pleated skirt in the back.

“Terrified, actually.”

“I would be too.” Wow, such a great motivator. “I mean… this is part of the rush, right? Getting nervous… if you weren’t feeling anything, it would be a problem.” Oh… that actually makes sense.

“Yes, you’re right.” You smile and look straight at her through the mirror. “How do I look?”

“Much greater than I would expect. When Saeyoung said he would dress you as a schoolgirl, I was so scared, but this… is very cute. So you look cute”

“Thanks, Jaehee.” You two smile at each other, like good friends.

“So, MC, just to… make it clear, about that conversation we had, you…”

“Oh, don’t worry, I… I don’t have feelings for Zen, if that’s what you’re wondering.” She widens her eyes and opens her mouth, but… doesn’t say anything. Weird.

“Well, I guess you’re ready to go, I’ll… see how the guys are going with setting the instruments.” Oh… why do you have the feeling this had nothing to do with Zen?

Doesn’t matter, forget Zen, forget that Jaehee used to have feelings for Zen, focus on getting on that stage and performing for the gorillas. Gosh… it is terrifying, it’s the first time that you will introduce yourself as the vocalist of Mystic Messenger. It’s official!

You walk out of the bathroom where you were changing, only to find Yoosung leaning on the wall next to the door. Was he waiting for you?

“MC, hey! I… I wanted to… walk you to…” his eyes roam over you, his face gets as read as your pleated skirt. “You look great, MC.”

“You think? I feel so… weird.”

“You shouldn’t! You… you look… amazing.” And he looks away, surprised by how loud he spoke. “Can I walk you there? I already set my keyboard.”

“Yes, sure.”

The two of you move towards the living room, you glance quickly at him, noticing his hands are shaking a little. Is he stage frightening? Or is he… nervous because of you? Why would he be? He wasn’t like that when you sang A Thousand Miles together, and he definitely wasn’t like this when he tried to teach you how to whistle. Is it because of the outfit?

“I want to sing Oops with you, MC!” he says all of a sudden.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I talked to Jaehee and Jumin and they said we could have a duet together, I… sing as well as Zen, don’t you think?”

“You do, of course. But… why such a sudden decision?”

“I… I think it would be great because our voices sound good together, and… it would be the… romantic song… and… I think I suit this romantic side more than Zen, and… people would slow dance to this song.” He really thought about it, huh?

“I see. Are you trying to show your romantic side to someone here?” you tease, knowing he would do exactly this flustered expression, you’re so mean!

“I… I, yes, I… maybe.” Oh…? Really now? You didn’t expect him to be so honest…

Hum, there is somebody he likes here? You look around taking a chance to check some of the girls hanging there before the show starts, they’re all seniors… well, it’s not exactly surprising he would like older girls, you got that vibe ever since you  heard the way she talked to… Rika. Oh… Rika, she’s a senior, this is a senior’s party, Rika is here somewhere. So… is Rika the girl he’s trying to show his romantic side? But she’s his cousin, but she has a boyfriend, but… she’s weird. But… he looks so confident, you don’t want to ruin this for him, do you?

“Okay. If nobody opposed, I won’t as well.” Did it sound bitter? Ugh… you don’t want to sound bitter.


“Yes, sure. Let’s go and our best!” you tap his shoulder friendly, ugh, anyone else would see how uncomfortable you just got, not him, because he’s too sweet for this, isn’t he?

In the moment you step on the back of the impromptu stage, Saeyoung runs to hug you. You’ve kinda got used to it now, he acts like the mother of the bride everytime he saw you trying his creations.

“You look so fine! I’m such a genius!” Yes, this is more about him than about you, that’s why you don’t mind too much. “Guys, behold this, look like he school girl uniform evokes the exy sweetness of Britney Spears circa 1999, how the ripped details show MC’s personality on it, and how red is the greatest color ever created by the nature. Can I get an amen, Saeran?” see? He’s talking about his hair…

“Amen, whatever, dude.” And he looks away, the red of his hair apparently slipped down his cheeks.

“You did a good job.” Jumin states. “Okay, this is it. This is the official presentation card, I made sure we’re being filmed and this will be posted on youtube, that way our rivals we’ll see what we’re capable of before the Winter Festival in two weeks. I expect nothing but the best from everybody.”

“Yes, but don’t forget this is a party, people want to have fun, so… entertain them, don’t take this too serious. Make’em laugh.” Jaehee smiles, oh… Singing in the Rain reference? Good one. “Take places, everyone.”

You shake your legs and arms to loosen up, like some actors do before going on stage for a play. Should you do more vocal warming? Nah, you did it a lot in the bathroom, Jaehee was even laughing at you… relax, have fun… this is kinda ironic coming from Jaehee, she always looks tense, well… not that day in the record store…  what did she want to say before? Did she want to tell you she still has feelings for Zen? What about Zen? Was he trying to flirt with you that day in the nursery? Definitely, he flirts with everything that breathes, according to Saeyoung, when you were trying on the ruffled dress in Yoosung’s bathroom… Yoosung, he likes Rika. And Rika is here somewhere, watching you take her place as the band’s vocalist. The band!

Before you make your way to the stage, you feel an arm blocking your way… Jumin!

“I… hope you sound as good as you look. Break a leg.” He says giving you a side look before passing the strap of the bass over his shoulder and neck.

The lights dim a little, did Jumin provide all the lightening equipment? He must be really rich… Focus! You take a deep breath and look at Zen, standing to your right and giving his usual smile, you read his lips. “You got this, babe.” You give him the thumbs up nervously.

There is no curtain, but you feel like it just fell. You hear Saeran beating the sticks against each other behind you. 1… 2… 1…2…3…4!

Jumin can be a dick sometimes, but he made such a good set list! Opening with The Strokes was genius! (it was Saeran’s idea, but let’s pretend it wasn’t) Then there was the old school selection, Bon Jovi, Journey and… Meatloaf. Too bad he didn’t have a mic next to him, you wanted so bad to listen him singing “Paradise by the Dashboard Light.”

But Zen was singing with you, and Zen is phenomenal! Such a presence, be careful or he’ll outshine you, you’re the vocalist here, don’t let people forget that. Well, the outfit Saeyoung put on you definitely drives the attention to you, it was clever putting you in red and everybody else in more neutral colors…

Then it moved to some more pop rock songs, most of them chose by Zen and Jaehee. You noticed the crowd got really excited with the duet between you and Zen on Everybody Talks by Neon Trees.  Probably because he looked more excited too singing something he, not Jumin, chose.

You barely noticed Jaehee running to place a mic next to Yoosung , she was fast, and it was impressive how she was able to get on that stage in order to solve something without hesitating! Yoosung and you killed in the Oops duet, you could see a lot of girls weren’t expecting to listen to Little Mix coming from a pretense rock band, and they loved it! Yoosung whistling was… adorable. You woudn’t be surprised if some girl were squealing because of him, not because of the song. Mission accomplished for him? Where’s Rika?

Some pop songs, chosen by you, Yoosung and Saeyoung. It was a good chance to Sayoung show what he could do to the pick-ups. And… well, it is your favorite genre, so… you probably sound more comfortable singing them.

The last song was your choice. “I Really Like It” by Adore Delano, you sang it smirking remember how half of them didn’t know who she was, and the other half was excited for your choice. Saeran hated it, but… his drums line sound really great on this song, you must admit.

There was no curtains, you just imagined them closing. Your chest was rising and falling so hard you could feel your heart beating in your throat.

“This was amazing, babe!” Zen grabs you by the waist when you two meet behind the stage and spin you around in the air. “You were… ugh, why didn’t you never speak up in the musical theatre club, we could have survived if you played Maria in West Side Story.”

“I doubt it, but thanks, Zen!” you say, trying to shrug it off the fact that he had you in his arms a few seconds ago.

“I’m… I’m really glad to have you here, MC. You are everything I could want on a band mate and on… a friend.”

“Thank you, Zen. You’re amazing too.”

“I… I was wondering if…”

“Yes?” No! What are you doing? Don’t look so interested, he’ll think you are… interested in him.

“If… you would like to…” oh God! “be my partner on the beer pong.” Oh… god… how come you’re relieved and frustrated at the same time?

“I… I would love to, Zen, I…” you see Jaehee talking to Jumin while they finish wrapping the equipment up. Jaehee… “Why don’t you ask Jaehee? I heard she is great at beer pong.”

“Oh… okay. But… what about you?”

“Me? Oh, I… I’m not good at… beer pong. And if I were, I would… probably make a team with… Yoosung.” He looks at you, then at Yoosung, then at you again…

“Oh… got it.” Did he? “Well, Yoosung must be a good… beer pong partner.” Oh, he did. And this isn’t about beer pong anymore, is it? “Well, let me know if… it doesn’t work out with him. I… should help Jaehee, see you at the party in a few minutes, babe.” And he walks away from you.

Well, it wasn’t like he was really flirting with you. Look at him, look at you, Zen is the kind of person who’s nice to everything that breathes, he’s not necessarily flirting, and he probably wasn’t with you. But, for added measure, and in order not to hurt Jaehee, pushing him away was probably a good idea.

Bringing Yoosung’s name to the table, on the other hand, wasn’t. What if Zen says something to him? Well, it was the only way to push Zen away without hurting him, right?  He’ll probably get mad you suggested there is something between you two when he likes someone else, no, not just someone else, the previous vocalist of the band, his cousin, the weird girl who cornered you and intimidated you for no apparent reason.

“Hey, MC! Thanks for agreeing on the duet with me!” he greets you when you finish getting changed to your usual clothes in the bathroom door. “I… really think we make a great duo.”

“I agree. I hope you liked showing your romantic side to the girl you like.”

“Oh, I hope she liked more.” He chuckles nervously. “Do you… do you think she liked?”

“Hum… she would be crazy if she didn’t, but… can I be honest with you, Yoosung?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Be careful, okay? You could end up really hurt if your feelings are… unrequited.”

“My feelings are… unrequited, MC?”

“I… I wouldn’t know, but… be careful, okay?” he widens his eyes and looks away for a while, as he is processing what you said, then he smiles softly.

“Thank you for being honest with me.”

“You’re welcome.” You smile. Whew… he apparently got what you were trying to say. Good.

“So… see you outside, MC.” He puts his hands on the pockets of his jacket and turns around, and you sigh in relief, knowing you did the right thing in order to protect such a sweet guy’s feelings.

As you make your way to leave the hallway and go meet your band mates outside, you hear laughs echoing down the hallway, they belong to these two seniors stumbling against each other. Drunk gorillas, gross.

“Hey, if it isn’t the schoolgirl! Hi, cutie! Are you a naughty student?”

“I got to detention before, so watch out.” The reason was because you called a classmate a “muggle”, since the teacher didn’t know Harry Potter, he sent you to detention. But the gorillas don’t have to know that, they need to think you’re trouble.

“Hum… so feisty! You are a naughty girl! Don’t you know naughty girls get punished?” Ugh… now the gorilla number two got into some Christian Grey bullshit, for God’s sake.

“I do, but thanks for reminding me. See you, gentlemen.” You say trying to run out of there, but one of them grabs your hand and slam you against the wall. Ouch! You hit your head on it, but the pain isn’t as bad as facing this gross guy so close to you, his hands holding your wrists roughly, shit… everybody knows what happens in parties like this, you nerve thought you were joining the statistics of raped girls. Don’t look at him, don’t cry! Don’t… shit!

“Leave her alone.” You and the guys look at the end of the hallway. Saeran is there. Ah, great… prepare yourself for the lecture about being careful with men, that if you manage to escape from your cruel destiny…

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll beat the shit out of you.”

“It would be fun to see you try, baby boy. We’re two, we’re older, you’re just a little twig.” Both guys laugh. You watch as Saeran’s face expression doesn’t change at all. “So what are you going to do?”

“I’ll use this.” He takes a metallic pointy object out of his jacket. A knife? No… just a razor, but still… pretty dangerous. And the look on his eyes look really scary…

“Whoa, dude! There’s no need for that. We’re just… we’re just drunk, and she… she is with us, ain’t it right?”Is he… is he asking you?

“That couldn’t be, she’s with me.” Saeran fidgets the razor in his hand. “And I’ll show you assholes what happen when you mess with my friend.” He’s inches away from you and the other guy, and… he really looks like a twig next to them.

But he is an armed twig, and the drunken gorillas step away, telling they don’t want any trouble. They even apologize, to Saeran, not to you, though.

You just realize how harsh it was the grip around your wrists when you’re free, feeling them lighter somehow.

“Are you okay? Did they…?”

“No, your timing was perfect.” You say, rubbing your wrists. “I… know what you’re gonna say, but…  let me just thank you before you start blaming me for what happened and…”

“It wasn’t your fault. Don’t say stupid things.” So great at comforting and insulting at the same time… “I should have cut them just a little, though.”

“And we would end up at the police station, so… I’m glad you didn’t. Thank you, Saeran.” And that is the first time you call his name.

“It’s fine. Oh, and… MC?” and that is the first time he calls yours.


“I’m sorry for what I said that other day.” Oh… are you sure this isn’t Saeyoung pretending to be Saeran? He would totally do something like this, wouldn’t he? No, but the twins are very different, you can tell who is who without thinking much. And who saved you right now is Saeran.

“I would be such a bitch refusing your apology after what you did for me…”

“You would.” He scoffs. See? It’s Saeran.

“Well, apology accepted.” You smile. Yes, you’re smiling at Saeran, how is that even possible? Not even you know as you pass beside him trying not to furrow your eyebrows in confusion, but then… you remember something. “Saeran?”


“Nobody would ever be that idiot to fight for me, right?” he widens his eyes a little, then low his head, chuckling, you can almost see what he’s thinking “Well played, bitch.”

“Well played, bitch.” Ahá! Who cares if he called you a bitch? You were right!

You finally get the chance to see that party, and… well, a bunch of gorillas doing gorilla stuff. Maybe you’re too young to appreciate this for now. Jumin and the twins were nowhere to be seen, Yoosung was talking to a cute senior, maybe she was Rika’s friend? And Jaehee and Zn were playing beer pong, no way you’re gonna be a third wheel on this. Time to go home and try not to think too much of what could have happened if Saeran wasn’t there to save your chimp monkey ass…

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Prophet Mohammad ﷺ said: Allah ﷻ said:

I am as my servant thinks (expects) I am. I am with him when he mention Me.
If he mention Me to himself, I mention him to Myself; And if he mentions Me in an assembly, I mention him in an assembly greater than it. If he draws near to Me a hand’s length, I draw near to him an arm’s length. And if he comes to Me walking, I go to him at speed

{ Sahih- Al Bukhari }

i made him into something greater than he was.
i made that boy into a sunset, a mountain, a rainstorm. i equated his skin to silk and warmth and sunlight. i compared his smile to the only happiness i had, to those songs you hear that give you goosebumps. i made his love into water, into something i couldn’t live without, something lovely and endless and beautiful.
but he was a just a boy. and that was my mistake.
he was just a boy.
—  and now i make my own sunsets and goosebumps and water. @lovelyscribblings

i asked a bernier supporter coming out of the anchor bar who he thought would win, and he proceeded to tell me in far greater detail than i would prefer about the plot of the original power rangers

he lives alone