i will write it myself

you’re the one

Based on the song Indigo Puff (LAYLA rework) by Sundara Karma… I loved this song in episode 1x03 but I really feel like it’s such a Malec song, so I wrote a little fic to go along with it.


The sun was just starting to rise, blanketing the rooftop in pastel pinks and oranges.

Alec and Magnus were standing in crouches, breathing hard. Alec had his seraph blade in hand that was drooling ichor and blood. Magnus’ hands were raw and his dark orange magic was slowly fading away in his palms. They had been on a chase most of the night following a group of Circle members wreaking havoc in the city by summoning packs of demons.

Alec dropped his blade with a clatter and leaned weakly on the railing. Magnus dropped down to his knees and tilted his face up to the sun, reveling in the warmth that caressed his skin.

Just looking at him made Alec’s breath catch in his chest. He was beautiful, bathed in soft light that made his jawline, cheekbones, and nose stand out sharply from the shadows cast across his features. He had blood and ichor spattered on his face and his cat eyes were pulsing yellow, but to Alec, he had never looked more angelic than he did now.

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aleclighwtoods  asked:

saphael + just come back alive, okay?

“just come back alive, okay?” Raphael muttered against Simon’s chest, his arms wrapping tighter around his boyfriend’s neck. 

“As alive as undead gets” Simon teased in an attempt to ease the tension though it did nothing to calm Raphael. 

Raphael looked up and Simon and glared at him “this is going to be dangerous” 

“I know” Simon whispered and rest his forehead against Raphael’s.

“Promise me you’ll stay close to Luke or Magnus, they’re the only ones I trust to look out for you if this goes to shit and it probably will”

“I’m a big boy Rapha I can take care of myself” Simon grinned and stroked Raphael’s cheeks with his thumb. 

“just come back to me as soon as possible” Raphael said and hugged Simon tightly.

“I love you” Simon kissed Raphael’s lips before pulling away and headed for the door.

“I love you too” Raphael called and watched from a safe distance as Simon existed into the early morning light. 


Two days passed before Raphael heard from Magnus, two days of no sleep and constant fear passed before he got the call.

“I’m sorry Raphael, I tried..” he heard before the phone was smashed against the wall and shattered into a million pieces much like his still heart. 

five word prompts  

Baby, how does it feel to be broken by me?
—  Destroyer//kayla

soon, I will be soft. I will love every little thing. every creature, every being, every beam of light. I will feel supple and sticky sweet. my lungs will be filled with honey, my lips like two lustrous rose petals. everything my fingers touch will sprout into wild flowers and I will make the world beautiful. I will be beautiful. soon I will be whole.

A little snippet/draft of upcoming events because I need to motivate myself into action - so close to getting somewhere. (Dooku is feeling *awfully* chatty tonight).

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This…abomination held control of the Republic Senate. The banks. The trade federation. The takeover had been brilliantly planned, expertly executed - in no little due to Dooku’s machinations and his rise as the face of the CIS.

And these simple-minded fools cheered and clapped, lapping at the feet of the man who would eventually - no, who had already enslaved them to his whims, to his unrelenting search for power, for control…

For immortality.

Death had never frightened Yan Dooku. Perhaps it was his Jedi training, but he long ago had accepted the inevitable as part of the balance of the forces of nature.

But to die in servitude, with so much undone, with such taint upon the galaxy -

The elder man chanced a short glance to his left.

To die without leaving a legacy - now that was something he could not stomach.

The obsequious fawning had quieted and all now awaited the Chancellor’s speech.

“Be ready, Hardeen. The first part of our plan will soon come to action.”

you’re on your own journey of life, of self-discovery & self-growth. you’re going to make mistakes but you will learn from them. you will face hurdles but you will overcome them. you will get sad sometimes but it will soon be alright. your dreams may look like they’re on hold but you’re actually making progress. just keep going. it may seem like it’s pointless to, but just keep going anyway because despite all obstacles, you can succeed.

i don’t know why

but,

every time i see you.
every time i think of you.
every time i hear you.
every time i walk by you.

i can’t help but break down because you are still my whole world, but now i’m not even a piece of yours.

—  sarn
a love spell, or something like it

inspired by a post sara reblogged (this one, specifically) and the resulting conversation about different love spells, where she suggested i write the fic. i said no, go away, it’s late. then i stayed up and wrote the fic.

This doesn’t make any sense.

Though they’d never admit it—Dean especially would never admit it—they’re practically witches themselves at this point. Sam isn’t deluded enough to think otherwise. He has a fair share of spells up his sleeve that he knows by heart by now, a few more he’s working on remembering, and some he still struggles with the incantation, but at the end of the day they frequently speak Latin and throw herbs into flames, so, logically, they’re witches, or close enough to it.

And it’s because of this (and his own unfortunate experience that no one must ever speak of again, thanks) that Sam knows a love spell when he sees one.

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givenchy & gold, part i (m.)

;pairing — jungkook/reader

;warnings — sex | implied exhibitionism | mild dom/sub tones | if u’ve got a praise kink then ur gonna love this | mentions of daddy kinks | instances of spanking 

;summary — you’re the supervisor of the clothing department with a lot of useless lingerie knowledge, jungkook is the jewelry department’s defiant hot boy who flirts in wristwatch brands. basically an upscale retail au, but with lots of implied under-the-counter sex. and when an opportunity presents itself to fuck each other in the boss’s office after hours, you’re both too hot for each other to say no.

;word count — 20k im so sorry

part i | part ii

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Helplessness is watching a person you care deeply for deteriorate right before your eyes without having the means to help them.

Desperation is shouting for hours and hours at the top of your lungs for help until your voice is raw and throbbing.

Defeat is knowing that there’s nothing you can do. You’re stuck and forced to live day after day in a small, cold cell. Whatever hope of help coming is replaced with a numbness, a slow realization that this is how your life will end.

“Stop…. Pouting….”

Keith blinks back into reality at Lance’s weak, raspy voice. The latter is using his lap as a pillow, and Keith glances down to meet the brunet’s eyes.

“I’m not.” Keith answers, and despite Lance’s ashen face colored only with a deep flush across his cheeks, the brunet’s face lights up as a breathy laugh escapes.

“You literally… pouted when you… said that.”

On instinct, Keith moves to purse his lips out into a pout, but he catches himself and breathes out a low sigh instead.

He tilts his head back up to stare at the stone ceiling. How many days has it been now? Twelve, maybe? He lost track after Lance stopped eating, too worried to care about anything else but the brunet.

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Sometimes I hate being trans. A lot of the time, actually. While everyone else is moving forward, you’re feel like you’re waiting, waiting, waiting. For the next GIC appointment. For hormones to show any effect. For surgery. For the next surgery. For forms and reports and assessments to be filled out.

These things take weeks, months, years. Whole parts of your life get eaten away on waiting lists for services that are already stretched to their limit. And all the time you want everything to stop - to right itself in some magical overnight miracle. You spend nights crying and asking ‘why me?’ Why am I the one who has to be stuck here? 

But you will get there. I promise you. Nobody knows patience like us trans folk. We have to be strong, mentally, emotionally and physically, because we are forced to be by our very nature. It’s something huge to bear and it’s okay if you’re not always okay. It isn’t fun, and it isn’t fair. And it’s okay to grieve - for being born with the wrong parts, or for all the times that your body restricted you in life - for the things you wish you had. Grieve if you need to. 

There is light and dark to everything in life. Being trans is no exception. Keep going. Wait and fight and grieve and celebrate and live - in the way that only we trans people know how. 

You’ll come out stronger in the end.

but a B99 Great British Bake Off AU

obviously this involves it being an American edition/season but that’s fine

  • all of the squad are contestants, as well as like, Doug Judy and a couple of others (maybe Figgis just for laughs idk)
  • Holt and Wuntch are the judges, Kevin and the Vulture are the presenters
  • Wuntch, weirdly, is the nice judge for the most part, cos it’s mainly just Holt she hates, Holt is the tougher judge that everyone wants a handshake off
  • they never agree on anything, coming to decisions is a NIGHTMARE which is how Kevin and the Vulture are unofficial judges behind the scenes
  • the Vulture is his usual awful self, slaps Jake’s ass off camera a lot, genuinely makes him really uncomfortable until Gina and Rosa notice at one point and threaten him until he agrees to stop
  • Kevin is the presenter who goes around and reassures people when they are freaking out
  • also he and Holt met in a baking class back in the day which is part of the reason they love baking so much (they bake together all the time at home)
  • Jake is the baker who literally has no fucking clue how he actually made it in bc he has no idea what he’s doing but somehow he just has a Knack and it always turns out amazing (with the exception of a couple of True Disasters)
  • Amy comes from a long line of amazing bakers and is hella competitive, and super meticulous with her recipes and all instructions, means she Stresses during the technicals but she does know her shit and she just has to keep reminding herself that it’s like an exam where she has to learn in advance and remember
  • Rosa relies on family recipes, says she cares about them more than the actual family members who made them, also goes with her own gut feeling (usually involves putting alcohol in the food if she’s not sure what’s missing)
  • Gina learned how to bake via trial and error and general self-discovery during a year where she was forced to stay at home and take things easy after she got hit by a bus (also usually the one putting alcohol in her food)
  • Terry loves baking for his kids and his wife and they’re his biggest fans, all of his bakes are inspired by them/done with them in mind, he gets teary on the show a lot
  • Charles is still his Foodie self, so he gets Very Intense about it all and is the one that tries all the super weird flavours
  • Hitchcock and Scully applied together and everyone’s fairly sure they just got picked for the comic relief but then occasionally one of them will actually bake something really good??
  • Jake falls in love with Amy during a peanut brownie challenge while they flirt over peanuts, he makes heart eyes at her for the whole competition after that, occasionally gets so distracted by how beautiful/adorkable she’s being that he fucks his bakes up
  • Gina falls in love with Rosa after seeing her punching her bread dough, spends the whole rest of the competition trying to pick her up, it starts to take priority over the actual baking and Kevin has Noticed and is subtly trying to help her out
  • Jake and Gina have been besties since the auditions so they start trying to help each other get their girls
  • aaand let’s not forget Doug Judy
  • aka Jake’s ex-best friend from high school, they used to be the baking bros and use cupcakes to pick up girls
  • until one day they were going for the same girl, so they both made stuff to impress her, and she said she preferred Jake’s but then Doug took the credit for them, and took her to prom only to stand her up
  • Jake has never forgotten and never forgiven
  • hasn’t made cupcakes since, too painful, too traumatic
  • which really fucks him up when they get a cupcake challenge
  • seriously like imagine him trash talking Judy and then they announce “cupcakes!!” and he does his melodramatic NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
  • (you decide if he manages to nail it and beat Judy’s cupcakes yet again, or if he totally botches it bc nerves)
  • anyway at one point Jake gets the coveted Holt Handshake and he is so elated his entire life has just been made bc he has been watching the show for years and idolises him so much
  • Amy is the same and she is so horrifically jealous until Holt tries her food next and also gives her a handshake and then her and Jake just look at each other like “WHAAAT”
  • Jake comes over after and is so excited he just gives her this real big hug and it’s really Pure bc then he gets super embarrassed and awkward but she is like “oh no, he’s so cute, help I have been specifically Not Noticing That” 
  • I have no idea who wins but Peraltiago and Dianetti and Holtzner are all in love and happy at the end

basically what I’m saying is can someone with the adequate baking and GBBO knowledge please write this AU I need it desperately

it really bothers me when people reduce what happened here to Mikasa thinking that she should at least confess her feelings to Eren because they were gonna die
even if that was also something that was conveyed along with what she said, that was NOT what prompted her words!

I just hate how much this implies that Mikasa didn’t care about anything that was going on and just decided to take a selfish moment to herself not caring about Eren’s state and feelings, when it’s the absolute opposite!

what prompted Mikasa’s words was exactly seeing Eren in that desperate state! she thought they were gonna die and she didn’t want him to go like that, depressed and self-loathing and feeling useless, she didn’t want their last moment to be that way!

and her point and feelings reached him, because Eren stopped wallowing in his self-hatred and decided to stand up instead and fight protecting the people he loves!
and that’s the whole beauty of the moment!

Mikasa’s words made Eren realize his worth and that he was never useless, Eren’s words made Mikasa realize he would always be there for her, if Eren wasn’t able to control the titans then and that was indeed their last moment, they still wouldn’t have regretted going like that!

That’s the hard thing about love, isn’t it? You don’t get a choice. You don’t get to look at someone and say, “I pick you.” It just happens. Someone shows up and all of a sudden it doesn’t matter what you need or deserve. You love them, whether you want to or not.
—  from an unfinished story #761