i finally used that song


Even if I die and go to that other world
I have comrades to confide in
Believe and grip your sword
Don’t hesitate and keep running!


When he saw the boy choking on the unbearable tumult of his emotions, there was only one emotion that welled up inside Shion, and it was love. It was neither friendship nor adoration. Neither romance nor awe. Just love.

He felt an uncontrollable pull of love for the boy’s vulnerable tears. He wanted to protect him with his life. (listen)


I’ll catch you, darling, I’ll be waiting 
I am on your side


this is finally relevant again!!!


ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ?
sɪʟʟʏ ʙᴏʏ!
ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅs.
ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ.


“He’s getting faster…” You mused distractedly, causing Hunter to turn his gaze away from the viewing window and look to you. With a bright smile, you swept your eyes away from Barry and reached out to touch him; coiling a reassuring hold around Hunter’s arm - one that made Harrison’s shoulders tense with anticipation as he gripped his rifle and watched you interact with a man who had previously kidnapped you. “Thank you.”

“Yeah… Barry’ll do more with the speedforce than I ever could. So..” He responded slowly, flashing you a sad smile. “I guess this is goodbye.”

“Bye, Felicia…” Cisco growled, standing behind you with his arms firmly fixed over his chest; a Twizzler hanging from his mouth.

Rolling your eyes, you angled yourself toward Harry and Cisco… “Can you two give us a minute?”

“No…” Came Harrison’s hard-nosed reply.

“It’s okay, Harry.” You said with a smile. “Please.”

And then, Cisco and Harrison were reluctantly moving toward the door; shooting anxious glances back and forth between you and Hunter before Harry lifted his gun strap over his shoulder and shoved it to your chest. “You know how to use it…” 

“We’ll be right outside…” Cisco started, glancing toward Hunter with a righteous fury you never knew he possessed. “Holler if he goes full Hannibal on you.”

With your arms gawkily coiling around the butt of the weapon, you nodded and watched as the two shuffled out of the room, shooting Hunter glares as they went…

“I don’t actually plan on shooting this thing at you.” You teased once your watchdogs were finally out of ear shot.

“Good to know.”

Gnawing against your bottom lip, your gaze fixated on the saddest pair of eyes you’d ever seen before drawing in a deep breath and saying, “Please don’t go. We can help you… Caitlin and Harry can keep messing with V-9. They’ll find a way to-”

“Without that speed, I’m dying, Y/N…” Hunter said bluntly, shaking his head and stepping toward you. “And with all the horrible things I’ve done to this team - to you… They’re not going to want to help me.”

“That’s not true.”

“Even if they’d be big enough to bury the hatchet and fix me, that doesn’t change the fact that I’m no good for you.”

“I don’t care about that…” You frowned at the way your voice sounded; low and  unsteady. “I want you here.”

Hunter huffed through a forced laugh and said, “l guess beauty killed the beast after all, huh?”

“Hunter…” You pleaded quietly, feeling a hot mess of tears starting well in your eyes. “Stay.”

“I can’t…” His gaze lingered for a moment - just long enough for you to sink into the depths of those strangely beautiful eyes, dark and wild as they were. “I love you…” He finally said. “I hope you know that.”

(X) (X) (~♫♪~) The End ~ Go back to part I ~


Love isn’t all that it seems I did you wrong
I’ll stay here with you until this dream is gone


Glassy sky above,
As long as I`m alive
You will be part of me
Glassy sky the cold
The broken pieces of me…


River Song Appreciation Week

Day 5 - Favourite Quote: River fights Timelord “The Eleven”

↳  River: Oh, you want a fight? You’ve just got one! [Sucker punches the Eleven]

The Eleven: [Enraged] What are you? You’re not a Timelord… What are you? What! Fascinating, some kind of aberration. [Fervently sniffs River] A hybrid! A freak of nature. [Captivated] We have so much in common.

 River: I really do [Throws him down] hope not. 

Markiplier Lullaby Thing
  • Markiplier Lullaby Thing

alright listen so there’s this post with the original song bit and I just wanted to try my hand at, well, not improving it, but adding to it and manipulating it and stuff so enjoy!

Memory Palace's foyer/Norman Chapel in Palermo
  • Memory Palace's foyer/Norman Chapel in Palermo
  • Brian Reitzell
  • Hannibal Season 3 (OTS)

-Hello Doctor Lecter.
-Hello Will.

And of course the lovely variation from this, featuring Will and Hannibal’s ‘hello’ after 3 years.


    Her mantra remained simple; one foot in front of the other, keep the pace slow and steady, but keep the eyes twice as sharp, lest more treachery rain down from the heavens. ( This time, she would see it coming; this time, it would only be she who bled. ) It was in this that her strength licked the plethora of wounds left behind by the event previous.

    ( If she wasn’t focusing on anything else, she could still hear how the beautiful song of her people had quickly died into the cries of war. But above all, the image of her brother dying of his wounds echoed the strongest. Perhaps had she not strayed those few feet to fend off a would-be assailant, she could have protected him. Perhaps had the damned Noldor been willing to soothe their rush just long enough for a small negotiation, both sides would have flourished further. Perhaps…. )

    Attention to the world around was key; through the battle back home in Alqualonde, she had learned the hard way that no one could be trusted further than they could proven themselves, Quendi or not. But more importantly, the forests near Doriath required a far different tactic than Alqualonde. ( This much she’d expected, and perhaps it had been part of the draw to this area in particular; it left little room for much else to creep in. )

    For example, others of her kin crossing her path continued to keep her on edge. Much as she would have liked to have trusted them as she once did, things weren’t the same as they were when such naive instincts had formed –and by the looks of things, this particular encounter would do little to quell her growing distrust. Bow in hand, and arrow at the ready, blue-black eyes narrowed to mirror Morilindië’s own tense posture. “Go your path, and I shall do the same without tribulation.”

AND THEN THERE’S YOU || trust breaks into a myriad of shards and picking up the pieces is a challenging journey; here’s to rebuilding this fragile and fickle thing called trust, mending, patiently, earnestly, and to tentative new beginnings in lieu of danger; a mix for Emma and Regina’s journey through season 4a [ listen @ 8tracks ]

01. Amandine - Heart Tremor / 02. Dark Dark Dark - Nobody Knows / 03. Andrew Belle - Wants What It Wants / 04. John Mayer - Heartbreak Warfare / 05. Agnes Obel - Close Watch / 06. Andrew Belle - In My Veins / 07. Tom Odell - Another Love / 08. Grey Reverend - My Hands / 09. Early Winters - Turn Around / 10. Eliza Hull - Echoes / 11. Greg Laswell - And Then You / 12. Noosa - Mirrors In The Moonlight / 13. Matthew Good - True Love Will Find You In The End

the-autistic-canine  asked:

Having just watched meet the seer, i get what quintel meant when he said the finale would be so meta, this episode wasn't just leaning on the 4th wall, it was two stepping across it on a tightrope in high heels, but like Europe sang about "it's the final countdown"

at this point the writers have no problems with letting the rs characters know that their universe is just a tv show. i only wonder how much more meta they can get from this point…

speaking of the final countdown, i kind of hope they use that song in the finale haha