i shall end all my nights

a song of ice and fire: the night’s watch

“Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.”

Super quick akuma me doodle! Wordsmith, always with a story to share.

“Oh oh oh, what a cute love story! But I’m sure you’ve realized, whats a story without its conflict? This is no fairy tale my eager friends, there is time left to us still, nothing worse than a rushed ending. I know my role in all this, I have no misgivings of playing the villain. Very often a well written villain is the key component of the tale, so without further ado, lets get started shall we? Now how to start, how to start… oh I know. I know just the story.

It was a dark and stormy night… and the very buildings seemed to wait in apprehension. They leaned over our heroes and cradled the howling wind like whispers speaking of terrors yet to come, and brave though they tried to be… they were only children. As the rain seeped into their skin and the wind chilled their fingers they were reminded of their youth. What power had they to fight such a foe? What could they do to fend off the darkness, carried on the gentle sound of distant… fluttering… wings.” 

fanfiction.net community I ao3 collection

DAY 1 - fake/pretend dating/marriage

DAY 2 - supernatural

DAY 3 - apocalypse

DAY 4 - free day

DAY 5 - law enforcement

DAY 6 - bodyswap

DAY 7 - spies/assassins/secret agents

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Lexa + Night’s Watch Vows:

Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honour to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

Anxiety - A Saeyoung Choi Fic

Title: Anxiety
Genre: Angst
Game: Mystic Messenger
Characters: Saeyoung X MC (unamed), Saeran, and eventually Zen and the rest of the RFA
Rating:
15+ swearing and anxiety/intrusive thoughts.
Description:
MC has a massive anxiety attack, no thanks to Saeyoung, will he be able to find her after he runs off?

Part 2

Yeah, I’m jumping on the Mystic Messenger band wagon ;) It’s a good game haha. So, I suffer from anxiety attacks and one night I imagined how Saeyoung would help MC if she had one. And then, boom, this was born in my mind.

I’m putting on a SPOILER WARNING for this since I have read all of the secret endings in the game, just in case. I hope there will be a second part to it, but we shall see how it’s received :)


MC POV

I flopped hard onto mine and Saeyoung’s bed as soon as I was physically able to. My whole body ached from the day I had endured; lots of running around, lifting heavy stock, answering questions that had obvious answers to them, but the thought of coming home to enjoy my few days off with the love of my life definitely pushed me through my difficult day. He’d promised to take me and Saeran out tomorrow for lunch and ice cream, something I could tell Saeran was particularly looking forward to, but I was just happy to have some time off from work to spend with him. We had both been incredibly busy, the past few weeks had been long without much personal time, but we had agreed to have the next few days off to recover. And ever since we all agreed to that, I had been looking forward to nothing else.

When my phone beeped, I moaned in irritation. Who was emailing me? Why? Why now? I was on my bed and had only been there for a few seconds. Couldn’t they have waited just a few minutes before sending it? It was typical.

Heaving my body up, I pulled my phone out and opened the email. I guessed the sooner I found out who sent it, the sooner I could relax. As my eyes drifted over the words lit up on the screen, my heart dropped. I knew I’d had one difficult customer I personally dealt with, but I had no idea they had decided to put in a complaint about me. I mean, I was lucky to have some amazing managers that weren’t blaming me for the complaint, they were just informing me about it since it was ‘protocol’ to explain ‘where I might have gone wrong’, but it still hurt. Of course it did, someone had gone to my managers and told me I was a terrible and extremely rude worker.

My mood dropped dramatically as I pocketed my phone and curled up on the bed. I could feel my anxiety beginning to rise in my chest and my mind began to wander. Had I done something really wrong? Could I have handled that customer better? Did my managers secretly think I was a bad employee? Was I really good enough for the job?

“Hey…you ok?” I heard Saeran ask as he passed my bedroom door.

God bless, Saeran, he had been living with us for a long time now and he knew when I was starting to let my anxieties get the better of me. He was faster than Saeyoung, but I guessed that was because he’s felt worse things before and knew what to look for. He was still settling into his new environment, but our relationship was constantly growing, something I cherished deeply.

“…no” I said truthfully.

“…he’s in his computer room” was all he said before continuing his way down the hallway.

Since he knew what to look for with anxiety, Saeran had also learned how to help me. He knew Saeyoung was the best person to distract me, and yeah that’s what I needed, a distraction. So, I sat up and slumped my way to Saeyoung’s computer room.

As I stood outside the door, I could hear him frantically typing away. He was always so busy…would he at least stop long enough to take my mind off that email? Before I could spiral anymore, I quickly opened the door. He loved me, even if he still had to work, he never minded me watching him from his lap.

“Saeyoung?” I asked, creeping round the door.

No answer, just his continual typing filled the room. I hesitated slightly before pushing again.

“…Saeyoung?” I asked again, moving closer to him.

“Sorry, busy” he finally spoke.

I could see that clearly, and I did feel exceedingly guilty asking for his attention when he was so desperate to finish work for our days off together, but I needed him. I began to feel the tears stinging behind my eyes and my mind wandered around the intrusive thoughts. ‘He’s not busy he just doesn’t want to see you’, ‘why bother?’ and ‘he hates you just admit it’ swam round and round. I swallowed hard and pushed through them and walked over to him so I was standing next to his chair.

“Saeyoung, I’m sorry but I had an email…a customer complained about me and I…” the words spilled from my lips, but how he reacted made my world come crashing down.

“So? You can see I’m busy, trying to get this finished so we can relax tomorrow and yet you’re still wanting attention from me!” he said, finally turning to face me “You get one complaint and this happens? If I don’t get this done right who knows what could happen! Do you see me crying when something small and insignificant comes my way?”

Why was he reacting this way? He never spoke to me like that, never, so why now? My logical mind would say he was only stressed, worked to the bone and just frustrated with this particular project. However, my logical mind was so far away that thought didn’t even scratch the surface. Instead, the tears poured from my eyes and I quickly ran out of the room, leaving Saeyoung to himself.

Saeyoung POV

What the hell had I just done? Seriously, what the actually hell? Why? Why had I done that? I knew this hack was difficult and delicate, causing my mind to stress a little more than usual, but I had never, never spoken to my love like that. My heart sank as soon as the words had left my mouth and she had ran from the room. I was the worst…the actual worst human being on the planet. I didn’t deserve her, I truly didn’t.

“You are” Saeran said, leaning against the door frame “I know what you’re thinking and you are”

“I didn’t…I didn’t mean it…” I muttered, unable to move my body to chase after her until I heard the front door open and slam closed “Shit!”

No. No no no no she can’t have left the house like that! Not in that mind set!

I was up like a shot, chasing after her, but she was gone, long gone.

No. Fuck! What should I do now?!

On and Off Again

A/N: This was an anon request where the reader was once addicted to pills but has been clean for a couple of years. Eventually, work and personal things get her back on them, so Spencer confronts her. In my head, I wanted them to have dated before, but are not currently together because of reasons I shall explain. Enjoy! @coveofmemories

                                                           ———

You thought this was over.

Years ago, in college, you had been addicted to Ritalin. Late nights and pages upon pages of papers required focus and attention that you just didn’t have at the time. One of your friends said she’d been using a pill to increase her productivity and it was working wonders for her; she asked if you wanted to try. 

And that was the end of that.

All through college, when ironically you were studying to be a doctor, you used Ritalin, a stimulant that increases the levels of dopamine reaching neuron receptors in the brain; it helped you to concentrate and be more alert. Every time you needed to study the night away, you popped the pills in order to focus - and miraculously you survived med school, internship and residency and were now a doctor. 

Although you’d only started out using the pills infrequently, throughout college, you started using them more and more, getting headaches, horrible bouts of anxiety and confusion, and barely wanting to eat. You knew you needed to stop. As a doctor-in-training (at the time), you knew you were experiencing the side effects of addiction, so you stopped. You didn’t need them anymore anyway. It had been hard, but you did it.

More than five years later, you were an accomplished doctor at the local DC hospital and were on the pills again. Recently, you’d been completely overwhelmed at work, being pulled in all different directions on a near-constant basis, and you’d been cheated on by your boyfriend of over a year. You started to spiral, unable to handle the mix of depression of being overwhelmed at work, and had decided to use a pill on occasion to get you up and moving. Occasionally, you would get headaches and not feel like eating, but you attributed it to your hectic work schedule.

One day, your ex-boyfriend, Spencer Reid, invited you over for dinner. Although you weren’t together anymore, you had managed to stay friends. The only reason your relationship hadn’t worked was because of your work schedules; they never allowed you to be together. There was absolutely no animosity between you.

It was one of your few nights off from the hospital, so you headed over even though you were tired, popping a pill to make sure you could spend some quality time with your friend. Immediately, you felt better. Once at his apartment, you walked upstairs, greeting your friend with an enormous hug; you’d missed his company.

“You okay?” he asked, seeing your strained face.

“Just a headache,” you replied, rubbing your temple to try and ease the pain. “It’ll go away soon hopefully.”

He nodded, saying he hoped you’d feel better and asked if you wanted some meatloaf and strignbeans, which are what he had made for dinner. “Just a small slice,” you said, not really feeling the desire to eat. Over the past few months, you’d lost quite a few pounds; it wasn’t healthy - you knew it.

Slowly, you picked at your food as you and Spencer finally had time to catch up. For him, work was work; catching serial killers was what he did best. You talked about how much more hectic the hospital had gotten when all of a sudden something caught your eye. You didn’t say anything, but you looked in the corner of Spencer’s apartment, thinking you’d seen a shadow of some kind. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked. “You’re distracted, you have a headache, you’re barely eating and you looked like you just saw something that definitely wasn’t there. I know what that equals, especially knowing your background.” You looked down at the table, knowing he knew, but not wanting to admit it. “You’re on the Ritalin again, aren’t you?”

“I need it, Spence,” you replied softly, twiddling your thumbs together as you spoke. “I can’t focus at work without it and after the whole thing with Connor…I just can’t.”

“You need to get off it, you know that, right?” he said, pulling his chair over to your side of the table. “You know it’s not good for your health and it’s not going to make any of your problems go away.”

“I know,” you said, looking up into his eyes through a veil of tears.

With a sigh, he pulled your head into his chest. “I’ll help you. I can recommend a good therapist, so you can talk about that asshole and you can text me anytime you feel like you need to pop a pill. I know how hard it is to quit, but you are absolutely strong enough to do it - and you need to.”

“I know I do,” you replied, taking your arms from your sides and wrapping them around him. “Thanks for being such a good friend, especially right now.”

“No problem. I love you, you know.” He motioned for your bag and you knew he wanted to pills, so you took out the bottle and handed them to him so he could dispose of them correctly.

“You might want to come over and take them from my apartment,” you said honestly. “I still have quite a few bottles.”

He stood up from the table. “I will, but first, how about we sit on the couch and do nothing for a little bit. You need some time to relax.”

Taking a deep breath, you leaned into him again. “That sounds amazing…and thank you again…I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

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Hello friends, long time no see! Sorry i havent gotten around to writing anything lately, to be honest ive just been a shit person hahaha please forgive me ❤ BUT!! I am currently in the process of writing a PART 2 (you heard it here first!!1!1!!1!) Of “A Lie,” my Woozi scenario thing. So, to get myself back in the angsty mood I decided to handwrite out the first part of the scenariooooo. 

(which you can find here: http://kw0nsp0.tumblr.com/post/154074232866/woozi-a-lie-angst)

 This is such a pointless post, but i just wanted to let y'all know that i havent given up on you or this blog hahaha. Stay tuned!!!

P.s. still not sure if i want a happy or sad ending, or maybe ill even make a part 3 😂😂😂 who knows, we shall see how it goes.

P.p.s so sorry for the bad quality, night time lighting and my phone quality just sucks hahaha)

Love you all and thanks for your support xoxox

“Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.”

GoT x BANGTAN AU 

Hoseok in the Night’s Watch.

(TAEHYUNG)

jo
A Persuasive Argument

Stars have fallen from the sky -
See how the city below burns?
Each bulb an ember,
Each lit window a flame.
The gods weep from the heavens
At humanity’s disgrace and dismay,
While sorrow blankets the people -
Them sick with the weight of it all.
This is how it has become,
Night after night, day after day,
The world crumbles around us.
So let loose your dogs of war,
And forget all your horrors for one night -
No one shall disturb us here.
Pressed against this rough, stone wall,
My dress hiked up around my hips,
I’ll let your hand slip between my thighs.
Forget your propriety at this -
The end of the world.

- M

today’s killua of the day is:

Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

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January 4 ||

First day back at the gym. Didn’t want to go at first, but I was out and about and really had no excuse not to go. So I watched another episode of House and called it good. Hit my 10000 steps and I feel great, don’t regret going at all.

Downside is that my toes get numb on the elliptical. Does anyone else have this problem and how did/do you fix it? I think I need to buy new shoes because my old one didn’t do it, but we shall see.

Ending the night with some hot green tea, mindless cartoons, and doing some grad school applications.

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Sunday Night Ducktective

Another collab thingy with my buddy Chico.

Prompt:

“Dipper and Triangbill watching the season 3 finale of ducktective together cuddled up with cups of hot cocoa and Bill is like ‘this show is so stupid it’s so predictab– OMG IT WAS CARLA ALL ALONG?”

Her and I will probably end up doing a bunch of these. I love her sketches and together we shall flood the world with BillDip.


Concept: Me

Original Sketch: My lovely waifu @kannedtrash

Line/Color: Me

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Brothers of the Night’s Watch 

 "Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

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“Hear my words, and bear witness to my vow,” they recited, their voices filling the twilit grove. “Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.”

“Friends, Family, Neighbors, and Distinguished guests, Please do enjoy yourselves, dearies~! Everything is on the house tonight, but box sets and recipes are available for purchase to take home at the end of the night! We will be having live music in a short while! I shall make time for everyone, worry not, my dearies~ huhuhu~!”

Muffet has changed a lot since the underground.

There are many recognizable faces here! Blooky and Shyren are here. Mad Dummy is nearby already enjoying the punch. The entire dog family is here, even Endogeny! Grillby is working the bar, and it looks like Mr. Gerson is already having a pint. Someone has mentioned Mettaton, but he doesn’t seem to be here yet. 

There’s even a bunch of important looking humans here too, but Frisk doesn’t know them. They must be friends of Muffet’s. They seem comfortable surrounded by all these monsters, which is relieving.

So many friends from the underground! Frisk is excited to see everyone again! Chara seems a little nervous though…

//while many characters are present, some are not going to be able to answer questions due to things that will happen in this arc. apologies in advanced!//

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.
—  Up-Hill, Christina Rossetti.
Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
— 

Night’s Watch oath

Originally posted by hardyness

He’s been f*cking dead already. He’s got no business in the Wall anymore

Originally posted by pitch-perfect-movie

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Hear my words, and bear witness to my vow: night gathers and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realm of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

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Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

My Queen, My King

TITLE: Shall We?

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter Two

AUTHOR: no-life14.tumblr.com

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine taking Loki up to your cabin in the mountains during the winter, and snuggling multiple times during the day, and all through the night.

Imagine being Loki’s closest friend, your relationship is completely platonic, to the bewilderment of others. But when someone comes into Loki’s life as a suitor, everything in the friendship is brought into question.


 RATING: T

NOTES/WARNINGS:  A tiny bit of torture at the end. A/N I was kind of suffering from writer’s block, and there was also the stress of the dreaded first week of school. This is kind of a rough spot in the story, bear with me, but it gets better! Thank you for all of the notes and comments and reblogs I got! I love hearing back from you guys! P.S. I’ll try to update every weekend.

Chapter one: http://imagine-loki.tumblr.com/post/126823413413/my-queen-my-king

People have said, once you find the one person you were meant to be with, your other half, nothing can ever make you happier. Well, I’ve found that statement to be true. It took me months to get out of the deep rut he’d left me in. It felt like he was still here, in a strange way.

It was that feeling that kept me in the cottage, hiding away from the world. Frigga was the only contact I’d had. She would come over once a month, always bringing me Asgardian delicacies, even though I had half a forest of fruit trees just outside my back door. After nagging me about how malnourished and tired I was and trying to coax me into conversation, she’d ask me time and time again to come back to Asgard with her.

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