Person: Why on earth do you fall in love with fictional characters rather that real boys?
I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life.
I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
I want everything with you, America. I want the holidays and the birthdays, the busy seasons and lazy weekends. I want peanut butter fingerprints on my desk. I want inside jokes and fights and everything. I want a life with you.
Marry me. Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.
I love you, Roza. I'll always be here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you.
I held you in my hands, Wanderer, and you were beautiful.
The world was collapsing, and the only thing that mattered to me was that she was alive.
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.
I never loved you any more than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right this second.
I might be in love with you, but I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you.
I love you, and I will love you until I die and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.
My nightmares are usually about losing you.
Will and Nico have to be on opposing teams in capture the flag because if they were on the same team, there’s no way the other would win. ((Reyna and Nico think they’re such badasses but it’s okay cause they totally are.))
Will trying to use his sunlight control to throw Nico off his shadow-traveling game. Golden. ahaha. ((Mansi’s sunlight-controlling headcanon. His art is awesome, you should check them out!!))
Lena: You should really listen to them. Ethan: No! I’m sick of listening to your family! I have been chased, spun, hypnotized, paralyzed, and damn near killed by your family! I’ve been going out of my mind for the last two weeks, and now your mother shows up on my doorstep and damn near gives me a heart attack –
My timing was always off. I’ve liked him for five years, an extremely long time. I’ve admired him from afar too often, scared to ever approach him. The two of us, we had something a lot more different than just being “friends”. Then he got a girlfriend. I felt my world crashing down on me. It took me a while to get my mindset right. I took my time and went back to all the precious memories we’ve shared together. Though they were small and silent, filled with destined moments, just between us, they were priceless to me. I shook my head, there’s no way he could be dating another girl. What he and I had was too real, too genuine to falsely claim it as a coincidence. I assumed that he had mistaken what his feelings were. His girlfriend was an outgoing girl, talkative, funny, and confident while I was the girl that was only quiet outside of my friend group. His girlfriend had liked him for a year, always sparking up ways to talk to him, While I sat back and waited for him to approach me. He and I never really talked with our mouths but more with our eyes. We’d constantly lock eyes for several seconds at a time, in hopes one of us approaches each other. However, we were both too shy, so neither of us even budged from our seats across the room. I want to believe that he’s confused, mistaking his “crush” on her as a comfortable friend rather than a lover. I could tell, the way he looked at her, it wasn’t like the way he looked at me. He looked at her with a friendly smile, while he looked at me with a sincere and anticipating face. I’m a strong believer that ifguy likes you, you don’t need to hear their words or see their actions to know, you can just tell by the way he looks at you. My heart could tell, that the way he looked at his girlfriend was not out of love, but out of comfortability. Despite my assumptions, I don’t want to be the type of girl that wishes for their relationship to come to an end. Because I would always want him to be happy, even if I’m not beside him. He deserves the world, it’s just sometimes I won’t be a part of his world. If he was the Earth, his girlfriend would be the water, always wrapped close to him. Then I’ll be his moon, though I’m hundreds of miles away, I will always shine for him even through his darkest days. Here I am, up past midnight writing this post about my muddled heart but I’m not as disappointed as I thought I would be about him having a girlfriend. Because deep down in my heart told me to follow my guts, and my guts told me that his feelings for her were wrong. I thought back to all the “fate” moments, they were too sincere to be mistaken. I remembered back to all the times I’ve was about to give up on him with the circumstances of moving and being far away from him. Then I remembered back to how we had drifted apart and it was fate, fate had brought us back together again when I least expected it. So the thought I was trying to put into words for the past few hours is that this is a phase he and I need for ourselves. We just need a break, for now, he should experience something I can’t give to him, and I should do the same with other guys. We both just need that moment in our lives to realize what our hearts want. And though, we might drift even farther apart again, I have a feeling if we were really meant together then we’ll be together again when both of us are ready. I’m not doleful or heartbroken as much before because I know God knows what he’s doing for me. If my crush and I were meant to be, then I think time will heal for itself and we will be together when the timing is right. God is telling me, be patient, it’s not time yet. So, that’s why I’m not scared if he was meant to be in my life like all the times he has re-appeared, then he will again, he always does.
Gods be good, the boy, the brave foolish boy, Dunk thought. He fought against the arms restraining him, but it was no good. “Hold your tongue, you stupid boy. Run away. They’ll hurt you!”
“No, they won’t.” Egg moved closer. “If they do, they’ll answer to my father. And my uncle as well. Let go of him, I said. Wate, Yorkel, you know me. Do as I say.”
The hands holding his left arm were gone, then the others. Dunk did not understand what was happening. The men-at-arms were backing away. One even knelt. Then the crowd parted for Raymun Fossoway. He had donned mail and helm, and his hand was on his sword. His cousin, Ser Steffon, just behind him, had already bared his blade, and with them were a half dozen men-at-arms with the red apple badge sewn on their breasts.
Prince Aerion paid them no mind. “Impudent little wretch,” he said to Egg, spitting a mouthful of blood at the boy’s feet. “What happened to your hair?”
“I cut it off, brother,” said Egg. “I didn’t want to look like you.”
~A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (The Hedge Knight)