i love river with all my heart

ed sheeran’s divide | sentence meme.

eraser.

  • ❛ i was born into a small town. i lost that state of mind. ❜
  • ❛ so blame it on the pain that blessed me with the life. ❜
  • ❛ friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride. ❜
  • ❛ when the world’s against me is when i really come alive. ❜
  • ❛ you know that i’ve got whisky with white lies and smoke in my lungs. ❜
  • ❛ i need to get in the right mind and clear myself up. ❜
  • ❛ i look in the mirror, questioning what i’ve become. ❜
  • ❛ i’m well aware of certain things that can destroy a person like me. ❜
  • ❛ i am happy on my own so here i’ll stay. ❜
  • ❛ save your loving arms for a rainy day. ❜
  • ❛ i’ll find comfort in my pain eraser. ❜
  • ❛ i chased the picture perfect life. i think they painted it wrong. ❜
  • ❛ i beg you, don’t be disappointed with the person i’ve become. ❜
  • ❛ the world may be filled with hate, but keep erasing it now, somehow. ❜

castle on the hill.

  • ❛ i was younger then. ❜
  • ❛ i found my heart and broke it here. ❜
  • ❛ i know i’ve grown. i can’t wait to go home. ❜
  • ❛ i miss the way you make me feel. ❜
  • ❛ we watched the sun set over the castle on the hill. ❜
  • ❛ had my first kiss on a friday day. i don’t reckon i did it right. ❜

dive.

  • ❛ maybe i came on too strong. maybe i waited too long. ❜
  • ❛ maybe i played my cards wrong. oh, just a little bit wrong. ❜
  • ❛ i could live, i could die, hanging on the words you say. ❜
  • ❛ i’ve been known to give my all. ❜
  • ❛ so don’t call me, baby, unless you mean it. ❜
  • ❛ don’t tell me you need me if you don’t believe it. ❜
  • ❛ so let me know the truth before i dive right into you. ❜
  • ❛ do you have a tendency to lead some people on? ‘cuz i heard you do. ❜

shape of you. 

  • ❛ the club isn’t the best place to find a lover, so the bar is where i go. ❜
  • ❛ your love was handmade for somebody like me. ❜
  • ❛ i’m in love with the shape of you. we push and pull like a magnet do. ❜
  • ❛ although my heart is falling too, i’m in love with your body. ❜
  • ❛ last night you were in my room, and now my bed sheets smell like you. ❜
  • ❛ we talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour. ❜

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My heart is a stone I skip across the river.
Not a single wave is made. 
I forgive the stillness.
Sometimes the words just aren’t there 
anymore. 
I don’t have the hands to carry the love
I ask for in prayers.
A highway full of people all headed somewhere,
and I’ll never know them past
these roads.
Do the oceans think about what they’ve taken?
Do they mourn the countries erased from maps?

My heart is a stone tied around
the ankle of everyone I love.
I forgive the eventual untying.
Sometimes I think of a name and I don’t let
go of it.
My body is stubborn.
It holds on to secrets
even I don’t know about.
I stopped writing because what’s
left to say?

I’m lonely.
My heart is a ghost story,
and I forgive the haunting.
My big fear is that no one
else will.

—  Y.Z, Lightning Bug Gone Quiet
She got me praying all hours of the night, say she want my heart, She pulling me to the river, drawing me with her siren's call, Done gave her my heart but now she wants my soul, Well I already sold it to the man in red, "Fell in love with your charm," but its a curse; cos am dead, Girl you're not who you say, bad girl they say you are Innocence isn't where am at, wear your crucifix bae Don't make me out all serious bonnie, slave to this bad religion, Unrequited love, praying at my shrine, cos I don't have a heart Like a dead man walking, I lay at your side, Make sure you're alright in my world, atleast that for you girl,

I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul

[AO3] TodoDeku fanfic recommendations / Part.2

Hi, i’m back with a Part 2 of this post because those two deserve more love and fanfiction give us so many possibilities.

Smut/ lemon or very suggestive situations are rated M (just to be sure) 

links + summary under the cut 

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Song Lyric Prompts

Some prompts may be altered slightly to sound better/fit the request (e.g. prompt may be turned into several different phrases, changed wording, etc.) Ye have been warned.


1. “If your gonna be the death of me that’s how I wanna go.” –Collar Full, Panic! At The Disco

2. “Drugs every corner this is Gotham City / Killer Croc came to kidnap you then cut out your kidney.” –Purple Lamborghini, Skrillex ft. Rick Ross

3. “All the boys and I / All the boys and I / Love her madly.” –All The Boys, Panic! At The Disco

4. “Can’t do this to me baby.” –Bohemian Rhapsody, Queen

5. “I’ll chew you up and I’ll spit you out / Cause that’s what young love is all about.” –Bubblegum Bitch, Marina and the Diamonds

6. “Sometimes quiet is violent.” –Car Radio, Twenty Øne Piløts

7. “What a wonderful caricature of intimacy.” –Build God, Then We’ll Talk, Panic! At The Disco

8. “Choke this love till the veins start to shiver.” –River, BISHOP

9. “I’m scared to get close / And I hate being alone.” –Can You Feel My Heart, Bring Me The Horizon

10. “Holy hands / Well they make me a sinner.” –River, BISHOP

11. “And all the kids cry out / Please stop you’re scaring me / I can’t help this awful energy / God damn right you should be scared of me / Who is in control?” –Control, Halsey

12. “Are you insane like me / Been in pain like me?” –Gasoline, Halsey

13. “If crazy equals genius / I’m a fucking arsonist / I’m a rocket scientist.” –Crazy = Genius, Panic! At The Disco

14. “Why don’t you show me a little bit of spine / You’ve been saving for his mattress, love.” –Dance, Dance, Fall Out Boy

15. “I lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt / But I make these high heels work.” –Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time, Panic! At The Disco

16. “The higher I get the lower I’ll sink / I can’t drown my demons they know how to swim.” –Can You Feel My Heart, Bring Me The Horizon

17. “This just ain’t livin’.” –Cancer, My Chemical Romance

18. “The normals / They make me afraid / The crazies / They make me feel sane.” –Mad Hatter, Melanie Martinez

19. “I’m fairly local / I’ve been around / I’ve seen the streets / You’re walking down.” –Fairly Local, Twenty Øne Piløts

20. “Our brains are sick but that’s okay.” –Fake You Out, Twenty Øne Piløts

21. “I need a gangsta / To love me better / Than all the others do.” –Gangsta, Kehlani

22. “I’m mean it, I’m okay (trust me) / I’m not okay.” –I’m Not Okay, My Chemical Romance

23. “I’m not as think as you drunk I am.” –Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time, Panic! At The Disco

24. “Help our souls tonight / We’re losing / Losing this fight.” –Help Our Souls, Nihils

23. “To hang me up now / By my neck / Cause I’m a fate worse than death.” –Sarcasm, Get Scared

24. “I feel like I’m the worst so I always act like I’m the best.” -Oh No!, Marina and the Diamonds

25. “Could you imagine that / If we were gay?” –If We Were Gay, Ninja Sex Party

26. “Glory and gore goes hand in hand / That’s why we’re making headlines.” –Glory and Gore, Lorde

27. “You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.” –Colors, Halsey

28. “You never know the psychopath sitting next to you / You never know the murderer sitting next to you.” –Heathens, Twenty Øne Piløts

29. “Can you save my heavy, dirty, soul?” –HeavyDirtySoul, Twenty Øne Piløts

30. “Those thoughts of past lovers / They’ll always haunt me.” –House of Memories, Panic! At The Disco

31. “When the city goes silent / The ringing in my ears gets violent.” –Jet Pack Blues, Fall Out Boy

32. “You got two black eyes from loving too hard / And a black heart that matches your blackest soul.” –LA Devotee, Panic! At The Disco

33. “I wanna make you shiver / Make your backbone quiver.” –Mercenary, Panic! At The Disco

34. “I do not have writers block / My writer just hates the clock.” –Migraine, Twenty Øne Piløts

35. “Don’t do love / Don’t do friends / I’m only after success.” –Oh No!, Marina and the Diamonds

36. “Make me / Make me impressed / Make me / Make me obsessed.” Pretty Little Psycho, Porcelain Black

37. “I’ve been thinking too much / Help me.” –Ride, Twenty Øne Piløts

38. “My shadow’s the only one who walks beside me.” –Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Green Day

39. “You don’t love me / Big fucking deal.” –Starring Role, Marina and the Diamonds

40. “Don’t you think that it’s boring how people talk?” –Tennis Court, Lorde

41. “Whether near or far / I am always yours.” –The End of All Things, Panic! At The Disco

42. “Am I more than you bargained for yet?” –Sugar We’re Going Down, Fall Out Boy

43. “And I could just die laughing on your spiral of shame.” –Twin Skeletons, Fall Out Boy

44. “If wanna start a fight you better throw the first punch.” –The Good, The Bad, And The Dirty, Panic! At The Disco

45. “You’ll have to watch me struggle from several rooms away / But tonight I need you to stay.” -The Run and Go, Twenty Øne Piløts

46. “Drinking white wine in the blushing light.” –LA Devotee, Panic! At The Disco

47. “That shit is my jam.” –Samurai Abstinence Patrol, Ninja Sex Party

48. “Build a palace out in Paris just to fill with bitches.” –Purple Lamborghini, Skrillex ft. Rick Ross

49. “Your lips / They got me goin’.” –Lips, Marian Hill

50. “You don’t know the half of the abuse.” –Heathens, Twenty Øne Piløts

51. “God, I wish I never spoke.” –Soap, Melanie Martinez

52. “So what are you waiting for / Cause someone could love you more.” –LOST BOY, Troye Sivan

53. “In the Vegas lights / Where feelings spend the weekend.” –Vegas Lights, Panic! At The Disco

54. “Wow, I probably should’ve stayed inside my house.” –The Judge, Twenty Øne Piløts

55. “The windowsill looks really nice, right? / You think twice about your life / It probably happens at night, right?” –Holding Onto You, Twenty Øne Piløts


Feel free to add more or request your own lyrics!

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One man tents aren’t meant for sharing

I wanted to write bed sharing. So I did. 

Smut ahoy.

3k words-ish


One man tents aren’t meant for sharing. Neither are sleeping bags. Too bad they don’t have any choice…


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Killian Jones’ rather bony elbow dug into Emma’s back. Wincing, she scowled then retaliated by shoving her icy cold right foot backwards until it was wedged between his bare legs, causing him to mutter profanities under his breath.

Today was such a fucking mess. She was cold, tired and mentally drained from an afternoon of drudging through the forest with… him .

“Swan…” he groaned, the low timbre of his voice cutting right through her body making her gut clench.

“Keep your arms to yourself, buddy,” she snapped, her frown growing deeper.

“Gladly,” he quipped, flopping dramatically onto his stomach. The extra-large sleeping bag that housed the pair lurched in his direction, spinning her onto her back and somehow wedging her arm beneath him.

“Urgh!” she cried, tugging herself free, thanking God and all the stars that the man was at least wearing an undershirt.

He turned his head. Though it was late, it was summer and the night sky still provided enough illumination to see his expression: a smug grin combined with raised eyebrows.

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that-river-wolf  asked:

Do you think having Lucina was Chrom or Robin's idea :'D

I want to think that after the marriage it was something that both agreeded on. Chrom was expected to have a heir as soon as possibile by the whole court, but I don’t see him forcing it just because the public wanted it. Emmeryn ruled for years unmarried and without kids, and even if the expectations were the same, she never did them to please the others, so I think Chrom is kiiiiind of the same. I know the game forces the marriage on him, with Robin, Sumia, or even a random villager, but he still follows his heart. Of course have a kid was something exciting for Chrom, and I can imagine Robin panic a bit because she didn’t remember her mother at all… but because of this I want to believe that Chrom didn’t force it on her, and waited until she was sure about it. Or so this is my headcanon ahah, regardless, they both love Lucina (and morgan) deeply

Fanfiction - Happier

I wrote this short thing for the needle wizard, pencil sorceress and all around magnificent friend, the lovely @outlanderedandoverhere. Master Seamstress shares with me the love for Ed Sheeran and I couldn’t resist the urge to have her doing a happy dance over this. Enjoy! X

Happier

I entered the small coffee shop, unfolding my scarf as soon as I felt the merciful warmth of the heating system, aiming towards a quiet table at the corner, as I shook off snowflakes from my curls.

As I waited for the small waitress to bring me my cranberry scone and a large cup of steaming tea, I opened my notebook and started reading the notes I had taken. It was a very hard case, a young patient with a rare tumor compressing his bile duct – presenting with jaundice, looking like the most recent character of The Simpsons. The previous surgeon in charge of the case had announced it to be unresectable, which gave him about three months of life expectancy. At the age of thirty, you are seldom ready for your life to end – least of all without throwing a good fight.

And that was what I was planning to offer him – a risky procedure, only done in the past by a handful of surgeons in the country. If it worked, he would be cancer free – and it was my job to guarantee it worked. I had barely slept the last couple of nights, immersed in planning the surgery to the finest detail.

I loved my job, fiercely – even in the moments I hated it. I never lost the tingling on my palms when I held the scalpel or the sudden feel of a jump inside my belly, like I had missed a step, whenever I finished a hazardous procedure. Besides, it was a very welcome distraction from the wreckage of my personal life.

I sipped my tea, delighted with the smoky taste of the Highland blend, strong and homely on the back of my tongue. It reminded me of the taste of his skin against my lips and I swallowed hard, slightly shaking my head to disperse unwelcome memories.

The bell above the door rang, a small tornado of snow allowed in as new customers entered the cosy place. I bit the back of my pencil, tilting my head to better discern an approach, as I mobilized the invisible pancreas before me. I smiled, seeing the vessels and ducts so well exposed in the eye of my mind, ready to be conquered, and raised my eyes to ask for a second congratulatory scone.

I saw his back but recognized him immediately – I had kissed that spot just behind his ear, where his hair curled at the nape, countless times.

He was wearing his pilot uniform underneath his overcoat, the flight captain’s hat placed next to his elbow on the table. I had a sudden flash of his hands placing that hat on my head, a playful smile on his full lips, his slightly callused hands roaming my otherwise naked body. No.

Without thinking, I was already making myself small on my table, shrinking to the point where I could almost hide under the tasteful tablecloth – wishing I had gone to another place, in another time, in another world.

Only then I noticed he had company - a cute blonde girl wearing stewardess clothes, her lips painted red to match the satin scarf prettily tied around her neck in a bow. She sat in front of him on the table, a complicit smile plastered on her face, as he talked – probably sharing something about a recent trip.

He was always coming and going, flying around the world – I remembered all too well setting my alarm to the middle of the night, just so I could listen to his voice in Tokyo. Kissing him goodbye – there had been so many goodbyes, not enough hellos – before he left to New York. Texting him, unsure where in the world he was exactly – but painfully aware it wasn’t by my side.

The nights became so long, always craving, always wondering. I felt split in two, half of myself scattered in the wind, travelling on the air - while the other half was forced to anchor it, bearing down, struggling with heaviness. There weren’t enough kisses to ease the constant ache, as much as he tried – and he had tried.

“Do ye not want me anymore?” He had asked me on the final night, broken – Oh, so broken.

I hadn’t answered him and in my silence he took his leave, shoulders hunched in pain. In truth, I couldn’t fathom a time when I wouldn’t want him – and that was the problem, wasn’t it? I kept wanting and wanting and wanting, wanting so much everything hurt, wanting so much I feared I would physically break.

The flight attendant touched his hand – to my horror he didn’t shy away from it. It lingered there, natural and possessive, and I felt the scone doing cartwheels inside my stomach like a flour acrobat.

She leaned over and told him something, slightly sticking her tongue out in mischief and he laughed. Throat and lungs and vocal chords, clapping and singing, an orchestra on a perfect rendition of amusement. Standing ovation from the crowd. Claire Beauchamp dead in the audience.

He used to laugh like that with me. Jamie always laughed with his entire body. He was that kind of man – whole in everything he did. I recalled the sensation of his laugh as I laid my cheek on his chest, a scientist studying the mechanisms of happiness. For a moment I closed my eyes and covered them with my hand, foolishly disturbed by the realization I didn’t hold his laughter in exclusiveness.

Jamie looked happy. I could see the outline of his smile, the corners of his mouth turned up in contentment. Had he been that happy with me, once? Before I filled our lives with insecurities, demands and frailties?

She squeezed his hand – fingers touching, skin meeting, hearts melting? - and got up, putting on her elegant coat. With a swish of blonde hair, she kissed his cheek – clearly no amiable kiss demanded such duration, in my opinion – and with a light caress on his forehead, left him finally alone.

He looked around, searching for the waitress to ask for a refill and – of course – spotted me. It was like standing on stage, two spotlights beaming on us, everything else left in darkness. Jamie glanced at me and I proudly endured his gaze, asserting that I saw his happiness and wasn’t shaken at all by it. Liar.

Slowly I made my way to his table, a slug crawling on a lettuce leaf, ugly but brave. I seemed to be ken on eating every crumb of my cake of sorrow and then smile, pretending it was sweet.

“Hello, Jamie.” I greeted him, bracing myself on the notebook I carried. His hair was somewhat shorter than the last time I had seen him, a couple of months ago, his uniform impeccable, the tie on his neck just a bit loose. I used to make his knots and suddenly panicked, fearing that the blonde girl was a master of turns and twists, able of fixing his heart as well as his tie.

“Hello, Claire.” Jamie replied, his voice cautious. “How are ye?”

“Good.” I smiled nervously. “Are you back from work?”

“Aye.” He fidgeted with the mug in front of him, a soft hesitant smile on his lips. “Just got back from Brazil. It was a wee furnace there.”

“Ah.” I swallowed hard, struggling to come up with other pleasantries I could share with him. Do you smile in your sleep when she touches you? “You look good. Happy.”

“What are ye asking me, Claire?” He avoided my gaze, his face abruptly serious.

“Nothing.” I replied in a hoarse voice, well aware that he could spot the tears forming on the corners of my eyes, in the fountains of my soul. “Just that. You looked happy with her.”

“She’s a good lass.” He glared at me, his eyes outrageously blue and intent. “She understands what life is for me. I feel that I can talk to her.”

“As you couldn’t talk to me?” I tried to smile again and failed miserably, the glass of my face polished and glistening, reflecting the thousands of small sorrows hidden in the corners of my eyes.

“I told ye all my soul and heart.” Jamie lowered his eyes, grabbing his hat. “In the end it wasna enough. That is my utmost regret, Claire - that it wasna enough.”

I stood there, speechless, as he gathered his things and left. I thought of the bleeders that elude the most capable surgeon, the cardiac arrest that lasts forever, the hands inside where we are most private, touching the core of what we are, unable to reach what had been lost. I slammed my heart at him as he closed the door behind him – “Jamie!” – knowing all too well I had no one to blame but myself. I had traded all for nothing, convinced it was a worthy bargain – blind, blind, fool.

I crawled home, shaken to the very marrow of my bones, oozing love and loss – sticky and queasy with it. In medical school they had told me how the brain works to protect itself – the clever barrier surrounding it, the plasticity, the temperature regulation – and yet my brain seemed decided to finish me, incessantly playing memories of Jamie, smacking me with my own recklessness. I had no self-preservation left, for I loved him to the atoms of me.

I had seen him happy without me – there was joy there to be sure, in knowing him well. But the pain was almost unbearable, no last redoubt of magical thinking left, where I could hide and pretend we would find our way back to each other. He was gone. Pushed away by my own two hands.

I collapsed on the couch, curling into fetal position, making myself small and smaller. My ears were filled with the sounds of my own heart and I willed him to stop, to let go of beating, to be still and let me be.

He kissed my cheek on our first date. I kissed his lips on the second. Loved all of himself by the tenth. My heart leapt when I saw him, tall and gallant in his uniform, almost running to hold me in his arms at the hospital. When he told me flying was his second favourite thing. When he told me I was first. Red Jamie, my Jamie.

A knock on the door, fast and rhythmed. A secret code for the lover coming.

I padded to the door, afraid and wanting. Hopeful.

I opened the door and he was standing there, snowflakes turning into rivers on the brim of his hat. He reached out with his hand and I took it, already knowing I’d never let go again.

“I was happier with ye.” He whispered in a husky voice. And I remembered it all, the happiness and love I’d known, waiting in him as kisses on his lips.

She’s the only person I’ve ever met who is even remotely like me.

I am convinced that no other actor has or will be able to display just how alien the Doctor is better than Peter Capaldi. Because here we have this Time Lord who, in every version, is able to befriend humans — to travel with them and joke with them and care for them as trusted companions. Some companions have been more like him than others. Some companions have been so much like him that it worried him. 

For some Doctors, companions are enough to keep him happy. And Twelve, I believe with all my heart, carries deep love and devotion for all the important people in his life — for Clara, for River, for Bill. 

And yet Twelve has always given this sense, in the tiniest moments, that he is alone, always alone. His mind is different, beyond quirky or peculiar. He is something else. It showed in his pain and fury over not finding Gallifrey. It showed in his immediate connection with Missy when they were on Skaro. It showed when he returned home to Gallifrey and so obviously was not like them. And god did it show in she’s the only person I’ve ever met who is even remotely like me. He looked so young when he said that. 

So there’s this man. He has a time machine. Up and down history he goes, zip zip zip, getting into scrapes. He can’t go home. When he does go home, he wants to leave. And his brilliant, wonderful human friends can love him their entire lives and never understand just how much he has seen. Only Missy knows that. Only she is like him — not like other Time Lords, not like humans. Something else. Rebel Time Lords. The two of them have this unspoken loyalty, unspoken understanding that is utterly cosmic. 

All this said, something about how alien and otherworldly he is also makes him the most human of all his incarnations. I don’t think I’ll ever stop discovering the depths of you, my love.

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River Styxx

I wanted this doll sooo bad since I saw River in Haunted for the first time. Thus, I was rather disappointed with her wonky faceup. After fixing that with some acrylic paint I also touched up her spooky-chic accessoires and now I love my tiny pastel goth diva with all my heart. ♥~(≧ε≦o)
View her painted accessoires in detail by clicking the last two pictures.

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Written In The Stars (a MoonRiver fic)

Title: Written in the Stars
Author: @minimoosekateer
Fandom: Star vs the Forces of Evil
Pairing: MoonRiver
Characters: Moon Butterfly, River Butterfly
Rating: G
Word count: 1,251
Tags: Fluff, First Kiss
Summary: Moon receives a gift for her fifteenth birthday.
Notes: Okay, this turned out way longer than I expected. This is actually the first fanfiction that I’ve ever written. It’s fluffy as hell but I love Moon and River’s relationship, and after the Battle for Mewni, I just really wanted to write this. I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is much appreciated.

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Moon Butterfly stood at her balcony, looking down at the cobblestone road where carriages passed through daily. It was quiet tonight, and the only thing she could hear was the wind rustling.

Well that, and River’s deep breathing.

He was sitting on the edge of her bed, dwindling his thumbs and humming softly. Tomorrow was going to be her 15th Birthday, and River insisted that she let him stay until midnight so that he could be the very first person to grant her birthday wishes. It was a silly reason, but she also found it to be sweet.

Truthfully she didn’t really feel like celebrating. It was her first birthday since her Mother’s passing and it saddened her knowing that she wouldn’t be here to celebrate. River, who knew this, wanted to do his best to fill the void in her heart by keeping her company.

She didn’t mind. He made her smile and laugh, which she appreciated. A smile rarely appeared on her lips nowadays. It was very stressful knowing that everyone looked to her for answers. She didn’t exactly have friends aside from River, as Glossaryk was more like a mentor to her and she didn’t really look at the High Commission as her friends. She contemplated on asking Mina to hangout a few times but wasn’t sure if they’d get along—Mina had a wild side to her that Moon could barely handle during their roundtable meetings.

Moon made it her mission in life to look after the Kingdom, but wasn’t in a position to befriend any of them. So not only was River like her only friend, but the only one that she didn’t mind celebrating with.

After a few minutes of silence, Moon slightly turned her back from the balcony so that she could look at River. “River? Can I…ask you something?” She looked at him, trying her best not to avert her eyes from his because she needed his honest opinion and eye contact seemed to be appropriate.

“Yes, Moon, go on and ask away!” He perked up, almost as if he was surprised to hear her speak.

“Do you… Do you think I make a good Queen?” She felt embarrassed for putting pressure on him by asking this, asking for assurance. At the same time, she was curious to know his answer. She doesn’t need his approval or criticism, because she gets enough of that from the High Commission, but genuinely wanted to hear his answer as a friend.

He looked back at her with a slightly shocked expression. “Why um… Uh, no. No, I don’t think you make a good Queen.”

She felt a pang in her chest.

He cleared his throat and walked over to the balcony, now standing next to her. He continued, “I think you make an excellent Queen. You’re an eloquent speaker. You’re quick on your feet. You think rationally, you’re headstrong, you don’t let the High Commission tell you how to think or feel. You care for this Kingdom and the Mewmans. You constantly impress me. Not to mention you stunned everyone in the High Commission after those monsters fled from our territory thanks to your leadership. I knew you could do it. I know how much you miss your mother. She was loving to us as well. I have to say that if there was another heir to take the throne, I wouldn’t want it that way. We’re all lucky to have you as our Queen.“

This made her heart swell.

“River,” she said, her eyes tearing up a bit. “Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to me. It just feels like it gets to be too much sometimes, I feel like, along with my mother, I’ve also lost my childhood. I have to be responsible for everyone, but at times I feel so alone but I’m thankful you are here with me and I just…”

She realized that she had averted her eyes from his and started tugging at her hair. She’s babbling. It was a nasty habit of hers but at times when rambling she couldn’t help it, and he was so easy to talk to.

He gently smiled, and reached for her hands. She could feel a slight blush creeping up on her cheeks.

“Moon… It’s okay. I understand. Y'know, sometimes when I’m stressed out or confused, I like to look at the stars.”

This caught her attention. “The stars?”

He nodded. “Yes, the stars. You see, there are billions of them in the sky. It seems you could get lost in the sea of them, there are that many. However, each one is an individual and each has a purpose. No matter what, even during dangerous times, I know I can look up to the sky and see these unique stars that have a meaning, these stars that shine in the darkness, and I’m reminded that I’m not alone. It reminds me that I have a reason to keep going.” His voice was calm and he was now gazing up at the stars.

She looked up as well. They were quite beautiful. What he said had touched her heart and he was right. Each individual star shined brightly down on them, and now she didn’t feel so alone.

She turned her head to him and realized that he was staring at her. She looked into his eyes and blushed. She wasn’t the best when it came to sharing her feelings and being vulnerable, but he was worth the effort. He made it easy for her.

She composed herself and turned to him. “You’re right, River. They do make me feel better. You know, I have you, too. Knowing I have you means I’m not alone.”

This confession in turn made him blush profoundly. They spent a few more seconds staring into each other’s eyes before the clock in her room started going off. They both jumped a bit from being startled, making her realize that he was still holding her hands.

It was officially midnight. She was now fifteen years old.

River smiled at her. “Happy Birthday, my Queen.”

Her heart was pounding. She barely let out a whisper, “Thank you, River…”

He placed a kiss on her hand and looked back up at her to once again meet her eyes. She didn’t know if she was the one to lean in first, or if it was him, or if they did it in sync, but their lips met for a gentle kiss.

It was the best gift she could’ve received.

After a few minutes with River, the guards came in to have him sent back to the Johansen family home. They made plans to see each other later on in the day. She bid him farewell and went back to her balcony, gazing up at the stars.

They truly did bring her comfort, now more than ever.

★ ★ ★

Many years down the line when she gave birth to their daughter, Moon held their beautiful smiling baby in her arms and looked at River lovingly.

“Star,” Moon gushed, “Her name is Star.”

With tears in both of their eyes, River nodded and gently placed his arm around her shoulders, wrapping them into a family hug.

She was indeed their Star. A unique, precious individual who Moon vowed to always protect and care for. Star Butterfly would always shine bright, even through darkness and chaos.

They loved her wholeheartedly.

FIN

My All-time Fave Fics

Here’s my list of fics that I’ve either read over and over because they’re that damn good or they’re WIPs that are sure to join that list in the near future. And instead of a summary I’ve provided a song (or in some cases a soundtrack) that I feel captures the tone of the fic. Happy reading!

*A Rhapsody of Sorts by @silverglass (Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Despair)

*Around My Bones by @lifesbetterasamermaid (The Shins - So Now What)

*Awkward Beat // Pregnant Pause by @finding–cat (Radiohead - House of Cards // Smashing Pumpkins - Stand Inside Your Love)

*Beyond the Fence @diekleineelisabeth (Dustin O’Halloran & Hauschka - Arrival)

*Bloom by @absolutestyles (Liars - The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack)

*Boys Don’t Cry by oxygenstyles (From Autumn to Ashes - Autumn’s Monologue)

*Cake for Breakfast by @fromherlips (Tegan & Sara - All You Got)

*Clicking With You by @inchildhoodwedream (Smashing Pumpkins - Thirty Three)

*Crooked Heart by @nebulastyles (Tin Sparrow - For You)

*Crooked Love by @aceofstyles (Silversun Pickups - Stay With Me)

*Dandelion & Burdock by @stylesprimes (Wolf Alice - Baby Ain’t Made of China)

*Deckled Edges by @littlebird006 (The Shins - Those to Come)

*Disconnected by @afitzgeraldfic (Radiohead - True Love Waits)

*Do Not Go Gentle by @abejas-fic (Ludovico Einaudi - Whirling Winds)

*Down and Out by @inkoasis (Tara Rice - We’re In This Together)

*Elephant Gun/A Moment’s Grace by @finding–cat (this fic haunted me for a year (and it still does) so I made a soundtrack for it)

*Evaporate by @standingfacingwest (Band of Skulls - Cold Fame)

*Flickers by @nebulastyles (Frou Frou - Let Go)

*Forever Hold Your Peace by @cheesewithchips (Bloc Party - Sunday)

*Frail Love by @onismanxiety (The Joy Formidable - Silent Treatment)

*Give My Love to Huckleberry Finn by @harryscribbles (BRMC - Salvation)

*Goffin & King by @fromherlips (Radiohead - Nude)

*habits (stay high) by @tastinglonely (Pearl Jam - Indifference)

*Heist by @alwaysinstylesfics (this lovely little fic has a whole playlist dedicated to it!)

*If You Ever Leave Me by @inficwetrust (UNKLE - Lonely Soul)

*In Your Atmosphere by @fromherlips (MS MR - BTSK)

*Journeyman by @littlebird006 (The Joy Formidable - Anemone)

*La Douleur Exquise @pomene (Radiohead - Thinking About You)

*Leather & Lace by @mackabees (David Vertesi - Learn To Run)

*Lock Yourself Out by @team-styles (Sjowgren - Seventeen)

*Love is a Laserquest by @lifeinblueprint (Zulu Winter - Moment’s Drift)

*Matters of the Heart by @afitzgeraldfic (South - Fragile Day)

*Nom de Plume by @stylesprimes (Roo Panes - Stay With Me)

*Polaroid by @stilesharrystyles (The Cure - Pictures of You)

*Pure Feeling by @aceofstyles (She Wants Revenge - Take the World)

*Res Ipsa Loquitur by @bioluminescentwriting (KOL - Knocked Up)

*Rivers & Roads by @harrystyluhs (Jimmy Eat World - Night Drive)

*Salute by @bioluminescentwriting (Alexander - A Million Years)

*Silver Girl by @stilesharrystyles (Sjowgren - Now & Then)

*Silver Springs by @lifesbetterasamermaid (I pretty much send Sav a song for every chapter she destroys my heart so I just decided to make a soundtrack)

*Sugar on the Asphalt // Tennessee Teacakes by @justanchorandhope (Pilot Speed - Knife Grey Sea // Florence + the Machine - St. Jude)

*The Double Plaid by @wokeuptired (Sia - Breathe Me)

*The Golden Hour by @standingfacingwest (Sam Roberts - Golden Hour)

*The Faux Affair by @looselucy (Brandon Flowers - Lonely Town)

*The Love Club by @beggingforfics (Death Cab for Cutie - All Is Full of Love)

*The Nice Guy @onismanxiety (Sam Roberts - Uprising Down Under)

*Twinkle Toes by @konstantine11-11 (Edward Sharpe - Hot Coals)

*Valley of the Dolls by @onismanxiety (Kurt Vile - Baby’s Arms)

*Vo’ke by @beggingforfics (Lord Huron - Meet Me in the Woods)

*With the New Crowd by @likeamisfit (ended up making a soundtrack for this amazing fic too!)

*Young Blood by @standingfacingwest (The New Pornographers - Challengers)

An immense thank you to all the writers on this list for sharing your characters and stories with me and all the other fortunate readers in the 1DFF community. Your words help make the days shine a little brighter. And to all the writers who I now call friends, thank you. I am truly blessed.  A special shout out to Kath @bioluminescentwriting for organizing 1DAAW, you are one amazing lady.

Steph xo

4

At these lines my heart stopped. as did breath. literally. i’m sure it was a physical thing. not to say TWO HEARTS of the Doctor, so full of pain and grief. for him the whole world must have stopped or even all worlds he had ever experienced. Even though I recognized the voice of Nardole pretty early, at these sentences my mind automatically switched it for River voice. it couldn’t be any other way. and, in a moment, it reminded me of a way that River was speaking of Her Doctor in that memorable scene from The Impossible Astronaut. with a smile, love, calm, but also pain and sadness at the same time. what’s more to say.


ambush of evening, solstice spilled on stone

without animal blood but other: our true names written

where river runs her blue arms through a velvet meadow


pale one, bending to waters, with a language of seeing &

silent woods, I am obscured by every beauty


you have never belonged


fleshed with the ordinary work of death,

irreducible in otherness

black violets, marsh-lily, open as many mouths in the

open chest of diligence


the day is feasting on the innocent, reeds of sun

bound in their song


habitual world, I do not know you


what does the mad heart sing of? my fingers,

stained with the tithe of lilies

a dark sea spread with voyages, shy animals,

a garden where all love is,

                                               far from me  


with only dreams to feed the soul on,  I go,

through the dark wood,    anemone’s meadow       


time has no name for you, the words of otherworld

are written across your wolf-skin, intelligible


I seek you when darkness falls


my spirit, like a woman silenced, slave to the moon’s

hooded grief, endless heavens wrought to flesh


with the scent of penance in the weeds, the wand of the master,

featherwork of redundancy


silver ships darn beneath a lightless noon, all that the soul remembers

I touch nothing, hold no one; wounded world, must I enter your chamber?


violets in the field, your eyes are dim and burning, like the plains

the riders know by heart


tenderness, I seek you,     undress amongst the thrushes          

the earth will not kneel, forgive it


imagining us in the mountains, by the ocean,
waist-deep in every eastern lake, every
western river, every song we’ve ever heard
sweet on our lips like farmer’s market honey,
every picture i take of you a painting in a
museum. just thinking the word makes my
cheeks turn all sunflower, tongue all heavy
like a bee sting - all this love packaged up
in little hurts. don’t worry, though: it’s just
the gravel underfoot, it’s just the hail
on the windshield, it’s just the splinters in
our palms from climbing all those trees and
kissing everything warm again.

If That’s What it Takes

It’s just for a little while, and then, you’ll remember, I promise…it’ll be over soon.

My Friends / Oh Wonder | Tell Me How / Paramore | Organs / Of Monsters and Men | Oh My Dear / The Head and the Heart | Mouth of the River / Imagine Dragons | Breathe Me / Sia | I Gave It All (Barn On the Farm Sessions) / Aquilo | Skinny Love / Birdy |  Breathing Underwater (Accoustic) / Metric Holes / The Paper Kites | Don’t Forget About Me / CLOVES  | Let It All Go / Birdy, Rhodes  | Mykonos / Fleet Foxes | Soon Love Soon / Vienna TengAlmost Over (Live from The Piano Room) / Aquilo 

8tracks | Spotify

remember my love when we’re apart by tiedbows

my ultimate sheith playlist (equal parts tender and emo)

the postal service - such great heights // fall out boy - sugar, we’re going down // the boxer rebellion - if you run // run river north - shiver (cover) // shawn mendes - never be alone // vance joy - fire and the flood // little green cars - the john wayne // ruelle - war of hearts // the cab - intoxicated // dashboard confessional - hands down // no doubt - running // run river north - somewhere // gavin degraw - belief // bon iver - skinny love // howie day - collide // of monsters and men - king and lionheart // snow patrol - set the fire to the third bar // coldplay - in my place // the fray - look after you // relient k - must have done something right // bleachers - i wanna get better // the all-american rejects - there’s a place // daft punk - something about us // angels & airwaves - saturday love // brandon flowers - crossfire // keane - somewhere only we know // rudimental - lay it all on me (feat. ed sheeran) // utada hikaru - hikari // coldplay - violet hill // run river north - seven