i wish you'd get out of my life and shut up

Melodrama sentence starters
  • "I know about what you did and I wanna scream the truth."
  • "You're such a damn liar."
  • "Thought you said that you would always be in love, but you're not in love no more."
  • "Did it frighten you how we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?"
  • "Honey, I'll be seein' you wherever I go."
  • "I'm waiting for it, that green light, I want it."
  • "I'll come get my things, but I can't let go."
  • "Played it so nonchalant, it's time we danced with the truth."
  • "I'm acting like I don't see."
  • "My hips have missed your hips."
  • "Will you sway with me?"
  • "We're King and Queen of the weekend."
  • "Ain't a pill that could touch our rush."
  • "But what will we do when we're sober?"
  • "These are the games of the weekend."
  • "We pretend that we just don't care."
  • "I know you're feeling it, too."
  • "Don't know you super well, but I think that you might be the same as me."
  • "Let's let things come out of the woodwork."
  • "I'll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies."
  • "Know I think you're awesome, right?"
  • "Blowing shit up with homemade dynamite."
  • "Might get your friend to drive, but he can hardly see."
  • "I guess we're partying."
  • "You know it's really gonna blow."
  • "Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor."
  • "I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush."
  • "I overthink your punctuation use."
  • "A rush at the beginning, I get caught up, just for a minute."
  • "Lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing."
  • "Can you hear the violence?"
  • "Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you."
  • "We're the greatest, they'll hang us in the Louvre, down the back, but who cares - still the Louvre."
  • "You are not my type, still I fall."
  • "I'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind."
  • "Baby really hurt me."
  • "He don't wanna know me, says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm, says it was poison."
  • "I guess I'll go home."
  • "I'll go home into the arms of the girl that I love."
  • "She's so hard to please, but she's a forest fire."
  • "You're a little much for me."
  • "You're a liability, you're a little much for me."
  • "The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy 'til all of the tricks don't work anymore and then they are bored of me."
  • "Better on my own."
  • "I understand, I'm a liability."
  • "Get you wild, make you leave."
  • "I'm a little much for everyone."
  • "You're all gonna watch me disappear into the sun."
  • "Please could you be tender, and I will sit close to you."
  • "Let's give it a minute before we admit that we're through."
  • "I remember the rush when forever was us, before all of the winds of regret and mistrust."
  • "Our love is a ghost."
  • "Well I guess I should go."
  • "Alone with the hard feelings of love."
  • "God I wish I believed you when you told me this was my home."
  • "I light all the candles, cut flowers for all my rooms. I care for myself the way I used to care about you."
  • "I care for myself the way I used to care about you."
  • "These days, we kiss and we keep busy."
  • "Three years, loved you every single day."
  • "It was real for me."
  • "Now I'll fake it every single day 'til I don't need fantasy."
  • "I still remember everything, how we'd drift buying groceries, how you'd dance for me."
  • "I'll start letting go of little things 'til I'm so far away from you."
  • "Bet you wanna rip my heart out."
  • "Bet you wanna skip my calls now."
  • "Well guess what? I like that."
  • "I'm gonna mess your life up, gonna wanna tape my mouth shut."
  • "We're a loveless generation."
  • "We're a loveless generation; all fuckin' with our lover's heads."
  • "Know you won't remember in the morning."
  • "All the glamour, and the trauma, and the fucking melodrama."
  • "They'll talk about us, all the lovers, how we kissed and killed each other."
  • "We told you this was melodrama."
  • "You're walking out to be a good man for someone else."
  • "Sorry I was never good like you."
  • "Hated hearing my name on the lips of a crowd."
  • "Did my best to exist just for you."
  • "Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark."
  • "She's gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart."
  • "I'll love you 'til my breathing stops."
  • "I'll love you 'til you call the cops on me."
  • "I'll find a way to be without you, babe."
  • "I still feel you, now and then."
  • "When you see me, will you say I've changed?"
  • "I love it here since I've stopped needing you."
  • "I am my mother's child."
  • "We keep trying to talk about us."
  • "I'm someone you maybe might love."
  • "I'll be your quiet afternoon crush, be your violent overnight rush."
  • "I fall into continents and cars, all the stages and the stars."
  • "In my head, I do everything right."
  • "When you call, I'll forgive and not fight."
  • "Ours are the moments I play in the dark."
  • "We were wild and fluorescent, come home to my heart."
  • "Maybe all this is the party, maybe we just do it violently."
  • "You're not what you thought you were."
  • "Every night, I live and die."
  • "It's just another graceless night."
  • "I hate the headlines and the weather."
  • "I'm 19 and I'm on fire."
  • "When we're dancing, I'm alright."
  • "This is how we get notorious."
  • "We are young and we're ashamed."
  • "All of our heroes fading."
  • "I can't stand to be alone."
  • "Let's go to perfect places."
  • "Let's kiss and then take off our clothes."
  • "All the nights spent off our faces."
  • "What the fuck are perfect places anyway?"
  • "All the nights spent off our faces, trying to find these perfect places."

anonymous asked:

angst scenario with Aizawa and his s/o fighting a villain together and s/o gets taken hostage? And when Aizawa finally gets to them they're all beaten and bruised and bloody and barely hanging onto their life but they whisper something like "I knew you'd come for me..." if you'd like!!!!!

Anonymous said: aizawa [who was caught by villains and handcuffed to some chair etc] was forced to watch his S/O get beaten up by them for the angst one please!

I’m gonna combine these two asks together, because they’re pretty similar! Hope you don’t mind!


  The cool metal rests against his wrists, yet at the same time burning his skin. 

  “I want you to watch them die… and feel how I felt when you failed to save my family, Eraserhead.

  Eraserhead.

  That name left a bitter taste in its wake. Eraserhead is a pro hero, but he isn’t him. What he is now, is just Aizawa.

  Aizawa has never felt so powerless in his entire life before; as a pro hero, he’s been trained to deal with many situations, and he has saved many civilians during his career as a pro hero.

  So why is he unable to save the one person he cared for, and loved the most?

  This was like a cruel joke, maybe the big man up there decided to grant him suffering, and if he’d be honest, Aizawa wouldn’t care about himself suffering… But why drag them in?

  Just moments ago, they had been fighting a villain. 

  And just moments ago, they had the upper hand.

  But now? Aizawa had barely gotten to them, and against better judgement, he rushed into the villains’ lair, alone. Head clouded with desperation and panic, he did the worst possible thing he could’ve done.

  Calm down.

  Breathe.

  The sharp tip presses against their cheek, and the skin breaks, blood flowing freely from the wound. They were strung up, and bruises littered their body, coloring their extremities.

  It was hard to restrain himself, it really was. There was nothing he wished for more than escaping this dreaded lair of evil with their safety ensured, but it was looking bleak as of now.

  Think.

  They had passed out from the pain, eyes shut and face sagging, breathing shallow and uneven. A bucket of water was splashed at them, and they jerk awake, confusion consuming them momentarily, but it dissipated as they caught sight of Aizawa.

  “I knew you’d come for me,” they grin, but that was quickly wiped off with a strong kick to their stomach. The crackling sound of the whip striking air shakes him, causing his eyes to widen.

  A cry of pain, followed by another. They were relentless and haunting, and as much as Aizawa didn’t want to look, he felt compelled to do so.

  I have to do something.

  Anything.

  The smacking sound was etched in his mind, burned deeply, making his ears bleed and heart squeeze in terror.

  Tugging against the metal handcuffs, he tried to break free, but his attempts were futile. Aizawa was by no means weak, and yet…

  What would you do under normal circumstances?

  Think, Aizawa. Think!

  It was obvious that the life was draining out of them.

  Their wounds were increasing steadily, and he could tell that their mind was fraying.

  And then they said it.

  The minute he heard a hoarse plea slip past their lips, he could feel his heart plummet and die along with their words.

  “Please, just kill me already.”

  Those words were harsh and it stung. It simply meant that death was the better option for them at this point, a sweet relief.

  Maybe it was, and maybe it wasn’t; he didn’t know. Conflict raged in him, and he struggled to clear his head. 

  Don’t say that.

  “Aizawa,” they grimaced, eyes glimmering with tears, stark contrast to his dry ones.

  Don’t call my name like we won’t make it out okay.

  A wistful smile ghosted their lips, and though fleeting, he knew what they were going to say.

  “No, don-”

  “Please look away, I-I don’t want the image of me to be tarnished and tainted by how I look now.” The tears were coming down hard on their cheeks, and the wicked by their side merely smirked and cackled at the man chained to his seat.

  “Painful, isn’t it?” The villain flashed a wry smile, bloodthirsty eyes boring down on him.

  “This,” they heave, grabbing his s/o’s face with force. 

  “This is because of you.”

  The words struck him, and his stomach churned in guilt.

  Still staring at his s/o, Aizawa realizes that he’s unable to hear them. The feeling of being submerged underwater causes him to choke, and he couldn’t breathe. 

  In the mild hysteria he was in, he somehow succeeded on fixating his gaze on his s/o, watching their lips curl and stretch as they spoke, their voice never reaching him.

  “I beg of you,” they say, a pained smile dragging on their lips.

  “Please don’t look at me.”

anonymous asked:

what are some trc fics you'd recommend? i only read one so far and i'd really like to read more :)

great question I’m going to spend 15 years answering it my man

Time Isn’t Real (But You’re A Constant) by SpiritsFlame

Close Your Eyes and Shut Your Mouth by ecaitlin

Love’s Looking Good On You by klainderful

Out For Re-Henge by momebie 

A Streetlight For The Stars by coyotesuspect

Simmer Down and Pucker Up by mrsronweasley

Absolutes by Ataraxetta

Prologue by Ataraxetta

I Would Be Glad To Tell You and Walk Away by ecaitlin

Drive It Like You Stole It by giddygeek

Such Selfish Prayers by rairpairenabler

With Quiet Words I’ll Lead You In by ifeelflames

This Isn’t a Heist by momebie (ok i’ll level w you, everything by momebie: homesick, numinous intent, if you could then I could I swear, can’t let the day go, i am stained with light, hold on, it’s all,,, so good)

to be weakened like achilles, with you always at my heels by gravinnen

you were a fortune teller, you read my hand by gravinnen

between the daylight and the deep sea by pendules (and all pendules!!)

Roses in Between My Thighs by jamesina (and the others in this series hot damn)

let’s get together before we get much older by raewrites 

Lights Will Guide You Home by Yuu_Chi

Son of a Nuclear A-Bomb by nimmieamee (don’t talk to me the prose in this is spectacular)

To bring down the totalitarian state by notallbees (and ‘what I’m thankful for’ also by them)

A Strange, Wild Kingdom by Isis

Good Times, For a Change by sksai

Never Have I Ever by lazarusthefirst

Before and After by uglysweater

blue neighbourhood, neighbourhood blue by snsk

Squash One, Squash Two, I Love You by thealmostrhetoricalquestion (hp au)

you’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece by klavier (soulmate au)

Dissertation: In Fragments by boxoftheskyking

where are you taking me by kavinsky

Waltz through my bloodstream by pendules (political au and it.. works)

the sea never learns, you are the shore by gravinnen

keep those eyes wide by fahye (fuuuuuck)

Just To be Quiet by sksai (!!!!! unfinished but!!!!)

you’re writing lines about me by gurlsrool

Six to Eight Months by auroralynches

Stand Brave Life-Liver by Zee

keys by ssstrychnine

but then I felt your touch by seeingrightly

seems somebody put out the moon by ggrantaire

You’ve Got The Kind Of Nerve To Get What You Deserve by uglysweater

gas pressure of the sun by misandrywitch

1 AM by nightswatch

the hang of being alive again by applecrumbledore

Tempore crevit amore by BeautifulSoup (and between eternities)

simple, quiet, senseless by arielmagicesi

lux by Batman

Hand of God by ilgaksu

Land by cirrus

this isn’t even all of them and I know this is approximately 7 billion stories but I promise they’re all good

98% pynch

I wish I could’ve written up little descriptions but my ass is tired

happy reading bud this is like 5 days worth of excellent writing

anonymous asked:

Seen a lot of people offering their Highspecs headcanons, I was wondering if you'd talk about yours?

THIS ANON IS MY FAVOURITE ANON. bless, yes, i can talk about this for years. my headcanons are so shitty, i’m sorry, haha. 


-They started fucking around sometime relatively early on after they meet. It was a casual thing. Aranea thinks Ignis is rather handsome, entertaining, and smart enough to actually appreciate her. Ignis is intrigued by her, and okay, he doesn’t have much of a life outside of Noctis, so why the hell not?

-Aranea doesn’t expect herself to keep coming back to him, at first, but goddamn that man’s fingers are the thing of fantasies. And Ignis realizes very quickly that he likes a strong woman who can put him in his damn place (when he wants that).

-They keep finding reasons to meet up. Gladio realizes it pretty damn early on. Prompto is terrified of Aranea. Noctis just wishes she’d stop making fun of him.

-Aranea enjoys helping out Ignis with meal prep. Partially because she doesn’t like sitting still when there’s work to be done, but mostly because she likes an opportunity to flirt and tease Ignis.

-She steals his shirts after sex. Ignis doesn’t necessarily appreciate it because she purposely gets them all wrinkled (she likes to drive him insane) but it’s a VERY nice look for her.

-Ignis, in turn, likes to play with Aranea’s hair. It drives her insane because she secretly enjoys it.

-He decides Aranea may in fact be more than just a fun affair when he catches her reading his favourite book. Turns out they have very similar tastes there, too.

-Aranea also has a secret sweet tooth. She’s loathe to admit it when Ignis figures her out, because he starts baking her treats and slipping her little boxes of chocolates, and that errs too close to the side of romance.

-She always takes pride in the fact that she has no vices, but that changes when damn stupid Ignis starts brewing her coffee every morning. She first tries Ebony solely out of curiousity, and he gets her hooked.  Doesn’t help that the scent of coffee reminds her of him. 

-Neither of them talk much of their past, but Aranea’s convinced that Ignis is so high-strung because he needs a damn vacation. She gets him to agree that after all this trouble dies down, they’re absolutely going somewhere of her choice. Never happens, unfortunately. 

-After his injury, Ignis shuts Aranea out. She hunts him down in Lestallum after she lifts them out of Gralea when Noct disappears. Several people may have been threatened with bodily harm. The desk boy at the Leville definitely thinks she’s “Mrs Scientia” for pretty much the rest of time. Ignis is highly amused by this.

-This incident leads to them using the pet names ‘dear husband’ and ‘sweet wife’ for pretty much eternity. Half of Lestallum thinks they’re married, and they definitely play it up. 

-When they become ‘exclusive’ Ignis lets his inner romantic out, and Aranea absolutely has NO idea how to act. Inwardly, she’s squealing like a little girl. Outwardly, she’s smacking him for spending precious gil on flowers (and she’s wondering how the hell he manages to come up with such a good arrangement when he can’t even see the damn thing)

-They make the absolute perfect power couple, the dragoon and her steadfast advisor. Behind the scenes, Aranea’s working tirelessly with Ignis to get him back on his feet. She kicks his ass countless times, and this is definitely when Love happens, damnit.

-The first time Ignis sets foot on the battlefield again, he’s overwhelmed and nearly killed, and Aranea goes into a total bloodrage and absolutely decimates every daemon in sight.

-This is also how Ignis learns that Aranea has a tendancy to nearly get herself kicked out of hospitals for arguing with nurses about ‘adequate care.’

-Marriages don’t really exist in World of Ruin, but there’s definitely rings at some point. They both wear them on chains around their necks. Ignis slips his on his skull pendant. 


I’m going to stop now but only because if I don’t, I never will, lmao. 

where the wild things went
  • Vice: Hello Max. This is your first film in five years. What on earth have you been doing with your time?
  • Max: Just living, you know? Living, going to school, getting done with school.
  • Vice: Did you ever worry, "Hang on, what if I've forgotten how to act"?
  • Max: I didn't really think about it until the first day or two shooting then I was like, "What the fuck am I doing here?". For the first couple of days the learning curve was pretty steep again.
  • Vice: How does one even go about preparing to play a sociopath? Presumably it wasn't method acting.
  • Max: I kind of feel like there is no such thing as acting that isn't method to some degree because if you're not actually experiencing it, then you're a fucking liar. I was talking with Billy [O'Brien - director] about it and - I forget the word that he keeps using - but it's an intuitive process. You just kind of feel it out, you know? I was pretty miserable while we were shooting, just because you're in a super dark brain space all day. Especially living in a place like Minnesota where we were shooting, six days a week. You don't get the opportunity to turn it off, you know? And that's great as far as the actual creative process goes but it sucks as far as trying to be a person.
  • Vice: Have you ever done a psychopath test?
  • Max: I don't think so.
  • Vice: Would you like to do one?
  • Max: Yeah, let's do it! Is it legit or is it some Facebook nonsense?
  • Vice: Oh, Facebook nonsense probably.
  • Max: So you're not licensed?
  • Vice: We're not unlicensed.
  • Max: I'm pretty sure it's an either-or thing.
  • Vice: So there are eight statements. You either agree or disagree. First one: "You rarely catch me making any plans. I'm far too spontaneous".
  • Max: Yeah, absolutely.
  • Vice: "If I got a better offer, I wouldn't mind cancelling longstanding plans".
  • Max: Yeah, that's probably true.
  • Vice: "It would be fun to drive fast cars, ride rollercoasters or go skydiving".
  • Max: I've been skydiving. Fast cars are fun. I don't get the appeal of rollercoasters. I guess I haven't really done a true roller coaster. It feels artificial.
  • Vice: Shall we disagree?
  • Max: No, let's agree.
  • Vice: Alright. "I think it's okay to step over other people to achieve my ambitions".
  • Max: I don't know. I don't think you necessarily need to it. I can't think of many situations that I've been in where that's necessary, where there isn't some other course of action you could take. Let's disagree.
  • Vice: Do you have an ambition?
  • Max: In the broader context of my life, I just want to gain skills. Recently I was doing an outdoor programme back in the States through this thing called NOLS [National Outdoor Leadership School], so I was off doing that for a couple of months. Getting better at being outdoors and learning how the natural world works. And I love playing music so getting better at that. Just learning to be a better, more competent person. Trying to not be a dick.
  • Vice: It's a good motto. Okay: "I'm very persuasive and getting people to get what I want is a real talent of mine".
  • Max: Agree! I think I'm pretty good at that. I've been manipulating my parents for years.
  • Vice: The perks of being a child star... What was that whole experience like?
  • Max: Really awful! Especially for children, the film world is just terrible. You can't grow up in that world and still have a connection to reality. At least if you're, like, really in it. Especially the poor folks out there who have stage parents. It's just so sheltered. The creative aspect of acting is one of the more amazing things that I've gotten to experience but everything outside of that is pretty bizarre.
  • Vice: Was it enough to make you think you might not want to do it anymore?
  • Max: I think, probably, yeah. Especially once Where the Wild Things Are came out. And that was my first real acting role too. Being thrown in the deep end as a young, pretty vulnerable person. And then you have an experience like that and there's all this stigma around it, back in the "real world". I went to the same school since I was in second grade, through most of high school, and I knew all these kids and they were my friends before and after but there was, coming back, this weird stigma, these weird assumptions that if you're in a film, you're an asshole and you don't exist in a grounded real world way.
  • Vice: What are your memories of working on that film?
  • Max: It was really important to Spike that the set was conducive to a child. So we had a million kids on set. All the crew was kind of invited to bring their families. And as a way to kind of understand the vibe that Spike wanted to cultivate, there was always music on set. The Smiths, Cemetery Gates and Big Mouth Strikes Again, all those songs. I have really wonderful nine-year-old memories of romping around on set and that music playing.
  • Vice: How does one move past an experience like that and into the world of adult acting?
  • Max: I think you just grow up and learn to be a person. I think one of the biggest learning curves for me, as a result of those experiences and then applying that to the real world, was that it took me a long time to learn to take a compliment. From twelve through to however old, you just kind of shut down. There's this assumption of an agenda. But you grow up and you learn to be a person and you temper the experiences of working in the film world with what people are actually like and you balance that.
  • Vice: Is there one thing you know now that you wish you knew then?
  • Max: No, I don't think so. I am the person I am as a result of a lot of those experiences and I love the people that I met and especially those people that I have experiences with. It is what it is. Can't change the past!
  • Vice: Okay: "My ability to make quick decisions means that I would suit a dangerous job".
  • Max: [Takes long time to decide answer] I dunno... The idea of being a smokejumper appeals to me.
  • Vice: What's a smokejumper?
  • Max: It's a term for the folks in the US that are forest firefighters and jump out of airplanes. That appeals to me.
  • Vice: What do you think you'd be doing if you weren't acting?
  • Max: Working in outdoor education probably. Working with kids or being in the outdoors. Or both.
  • Vice: Do you have a desire to keep acting?
  • Max: Yeah. I mean, I like doing it and I think creatively it's really cool and the people you get the opportunities to work with are often really wonderful people. It allows me to do other things in my own life. My parents have kind of helped me gain this perspective of it, but I think it's best for me to view it as a hobby. I like acting but I don't think it's healthy to do films back to back.
  • Vice: What was it about this script?
  • Max: I love Billy and I love Nick Ryan, the producer. I love Robbie Ryan, our cinematographer and I think, aesthetically, just the, Midwest middle America vibe, that's really cool. And the humour of the script. It's genuine and it has real emotion embedded in it but it's funny! That Fargo humour really appeals to me.
  • Vice: Do you have a favourite movie?
  • Max: It changes periodically, of course. Birdman has been one of my favourite films ever. It came out a couple of years ago and I've watched it half a dozen times. The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover. I rewatched that pretty recently and remembered how good it was. People keep talking to me about Donnie Darko in relation to this film and I like that one quite a bit.
  • Vice: "When others are crumbling under pressure, I'm usually the one with a cool head". Agree or disagree?
  • Max: Yes. I think so.
  • Vice: When was was the last time you lost your cool?
  • Max: I've been working on that skill and I think I'm getting pretty good at it. It's been awhile since I've been genuinely, deeply upset about something. One of my favourite things in the world is this scar right here [shows us a fairly impressive scar on his knuckle]. I got it punching walls. It was like the perfect teenage angst motivation. The first time, I was really upset in my house because I had read something about the use of American drone warfare and just how upsetting it was and how a bunch of civilians had just been murdered somewhere in the world. And then the second time was me being upsetting at my parents.
  • Vice: Alright, last one: "I'm rarely to blame for things going wrong, it's usually the fault of the people around me".
  • Max: I mean, yeah. But I'll disagree.
  • Vice: Okay, let's see your results… You're 61% psychopath! "Though your conscience is in the right place, you have a pragmatic streak and generally aren't afraid to do your own dirty work".
  • Max: I'll take that.
  • Vice: There's more! "You're no shrinking violet but you're no daredevil either. You generally have a little trouble seeing things from other people's perspectives, but at the same time you're no pushover. Everything in moderation, including moderation, might sum up your approach to life".
  • Max: I like that. I'll take it!
  • Credits: Vice.com
  • Source: https://i-d.vice.com/en_gb/topic/max-records
random songs starter sentences
  • ❝I waited for your reply here in the pouring rain.❞
  • ❝Nothing lasts forever.❞
  • ❝Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.❞
  • ❝Say you'll remember me.❞
  • ❝I know the hurt won't pass.❞
  • ❝The horses are coming.❞
  • ❝I know I let you down.❞
  • ❝Give me love like never before.❞
  • ❝Sometimes I wish you'd just shut up.❞
  • ❝I wish I was in love but I don't wanna cause any pain.❞
  • ❝What if the way we started made it something cursed from the start.❞
  • ❝I never meant to hurt you.❞
  • ❝There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around.❞
  • ❝I know I took the path that you would never want for me.❞
  • ❝I gave you hell through all the years.❞
  • ❝I'm just a slave unto the night.❞
  • ❝Lose your mind.❞
  • ❝I gotta change if I wanna keep you forever.❞
  • ❝I bet my life for you.❞
  • ❝Lose your clothes.❞
  • ❝Don't let them in.❞
  • ❝Remember when I told you that's the last you'll see of me?❞
  • ❝I promise that I'm gonna try.❞
  • ❝I let you down, didn't I?❞
  • ❝I'm not a saint.❞
  • ❝What if it only gets colder.❞
  • ❝Don't tell me you can't forgive me.❞
  • ❝I've had enough.❞
  • ❝I hate that I let you down.❞
  • ❝Do you ever think of me when you lie?❞
  • ❝Am I just a fool?❞
  • ❝If you had a heart I was hoping that you would show me some.❞
  • ❝Maybe I'm addicted to all the things you do.❞
  • ❝They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone.❞
  • ❝Yes, I suppose.❞
  • ❝Does she/he know I've been in that bed before?❞
  • ❝I just want you to know that I did it all for you.❞
  • ❝You'll remain just afraid in the dark.❞
  • ❝All things go.❞
  • ❝What do I see in you?❞
  • ❝I'm ashamed to say that I'm not over you.❞
  • ❝Ten years ago, that's when you proposed.❞
  • ❝Am I just a silly girl/boy?❞
  • ❝Call me when you're not so busy just thinking of yourself.❞
  • ❝Life is a movie, but there will never be a sequel.❞
  • ❝The people are saying that you have been playing my heart.❞
  • ❝Don't yell at me.❞
  • ❝I just figured I was something that you couldn't replace.❞
  • ❝Get the fuck out.❞
  • ❝Together we'll mend your heart.❞
  • ❝They say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn.❞
  • ❝You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.❞
  • ❝You had me caught in every web that you weaved.❞
  • ❝Don't tell me listen to your song because it isn't the same.❞
  • ❝I hate that I made you think that the trust we had is broken.❞
  • ❝I need to just make up my mind.❞
  • ❝Good things come to those who wait.❞
  • ❝I'll never have a chance.❞
  • ❝Touch me, don't be sweet.❞
  • ❝It's been awhile but I still feel the same.❞
  • ❝I'm done feeling like a stranger to myself.❞
  • ❝Why you gotta be so rude?❞
  • ❝Life couldn't get much sweeter.❞
  • ❝There's no one in town.❞
  • ❝I'm best when I'm in love and I'm in love with you.❞
  • ❝If you were with me tonight, I'd sing to you just one more time.❞
  • ❝I'll give you all I got.❞
  • ❝Why we're always at each others throats?❞
  • ❝He/She hit me and it felt like a kiss.❞
  • ❝There's you in everything I do.❞
  • ❝Chasing after you is like a fairytale.❞
  • ❝Is there life on Mars?❞
  • ❝Don't let them see.❞
  • ❝One last time I need to be the one who takes you home.❞
  • ❝We're living different lives.❞
  • ❝I don't deserve it.❞
  • ❝How in hell did this shit happened?❞
  • ❝I know that this is my fault.❞
  • ❝You're turning me on.❞
  • ❝I don't wanna be without you.❞
  • ❝The ones that love me I tend to leave behind.❞
  • ❝I should've been more careful.❞
  • ❝I'll make it feel like the first time.❞
  • ❝All I really care is you wake up in my arms.❞
  • ❝No matter where I sleep, you are haunting me.❞
  • ❝When I get you moaning you know it's real.❞
  • ❝I feel like a failure.❞
  • ❝I am longing for your love.❞
  • ❝One more time, I promise after that I'll let you go.❞
  • ❝He/She'll never love you like I can.❞
  • ❝Stay with me a minute.❞
  • ❝I am drowning.❞
  • ❝I swear I'll make it worth it.❞
  • ❝Why can't I keep my fingers off you baby?❞
  • ❝It's hard to breathe.❞
  • ❝At least I'm being honest.❞
  • ❝I really loved you bad.❞
  • ❝I don't care if you got her/him in your heart.❞
  • ❝I was hoping you'd save me.❞
  • ❝I just can't believe that this is my life.❞
  • ❝No one said this would ever be easy, my love.❞
  • ❝Don't make me cry.❞
  • ❝They could never make me hate you.❞
  • ❝Let me kiss you in the pouring rain.❞
  • ❝I'm angry but I still love you.❞
  • ❝Let's go get high.❞
  • ❝I will never let you go.❞
  • ❝You like your girls'boys insane.❞
  • ❝We will be alright.❞
  • ❝Don't make me sad.❞
  • ❝I will be by your side when the impossible rises up.❞
  • ❝The past is in the past.❞
  • ❝He/She hurt me but it felt like true love.❞
  • ❝Don't let them know.❞
  • ❝I'm never going back.❞
  • ❝Don't tell me that I'm wrong.❞
  • ❝It's all fun and games 'til somebody falls in love.❞
  • ❝Be the good girl/boy you always have to be.❞
  • ❝I never meant to break your heart.❞
  • ❝Lately I've been waking up alone.❞
  • ❝I never wanted anything from you.❞
  • ❝I never meant to make you cry.❞
  • ❝Don't you place the blame on me.❞
  • ❝I just wanna hold you.❞
  • ❝What would you think of me now?❞
  • ❝You gotta hold on.❞
  • ❝I've been saving all my summers for you.❞
  • ❝I guess we are who we are.❞
  • ❝I never said thank you for that.❞
  • ❝All I want is the thaste that your lips allow.❞
  • ❝Did I take it too far?❞
  • ❝Don't you know I'm human too?❞
  • ❝You're still beautiful to me.❞
  • ❝I thought might get one more chance.❞
Heathers the musical - Sentence Starters
  • I believe I'm a good person.
  • This ain't no high school, this is the thunderdome.
  • I know life can be beautiful.
  • Things will get better as soon as I get my letter from Harvard, Duke, or Brown.
  • You're on jiffy pop detail.
  • You're a high school has bin waiting to happen.
  • They are solid Teflon.
  • Grow up, bulimia is so '87.
  • I crave a boon.
  • Shut up Heather!
  • If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves.
  • You've come so far, why now are you pulling on my dick?
  • Honey whatcha waiting for?
  • Welcome to my candy store.
  • Maybe sesame street is on.
  • Why, when you see guys fight, does it look so horrible but feel so right?
  • Could you face the crowd,?
  • Could you be seen with me and still act proud?
  • I would fight for you, if you would fight for me.
  • You can set my broken bones and I know CPR.
  • Woah, you can punch real good.
  • You've lasted longer than I though you would.
  • If some night you're free, wanna fight for me?
  • My dad keeps to suitcases packed in the den.
  • It seems every time I'm about to despair, there's a 7/11 right there.
  • Freeze your brain.
  • Does your mommy know you eat all that crap?
  • I learned to cook pasta, learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent.
  • When the voice in your head says you're better off dead, don't open a vein, just freeze your brain.
  • It's time for big fun.
  • So it's salt, then lime, then shot.
  • You need a jello shot!
  • The demon queen of high school has decreed it.
  • Monday 8 am I will be deleted.
  • 30 hours to live, how shall I spend them?
  • I could change my name and ride up to Seattle.
  • I'm a dead girl walking.
  • See I've decided I must ride you til I break you.
  • You're my last meal on death row.
  • I'm hot and pissed and on the pill.
  • So the world's unfair, keep it locked out there.
  • No sleep tonight for you, better chug that Mountain Dew.
  • I learned to kiss boys with my tongue.
  • It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown.
  • No one sees the me inside of me.
  • Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply.
  • They couldn't see past my rock star mystique.
  • Maybe I can help the world by leaving.
  • She didn't mean to be a snatch.
  • I'm bigger than John Lennon.
  • She's the horse I never got for Christmas.
  • You've got a left hand, use it.
  • You make my balls so blue, they're hanging sadly.
  • They made you cry, but that will end tonight.
  • You're the only thing that's right about this broken world.
  • Our love is god.
  • Free pussy, and we don't even have to buy it a pizza.
  • We can start and finish wars.
  • We're what killed the dinosaurs.
  • They died because god said they must.
  • I worship you.
  • I'd trade my life for yours.
  • So lets go hunt some jocks.
  • What the fuck have you done?
  • I love my dead gay son.
  • We don't choose who lives or dies.
  • Lets me normal, see bad movies, sneak a beer, and watch tv.
  • Can't we be seventeen?
  • Don't stop looking in my eyes.
  • I wanna be with you tonight.
  • Yeah we're damaged, badly damaged but your love's too good to lose.
  • You're the one I choose.
  • Shine a light.
  • Let in sunlight and your pain will disappear.
  • In the sixties, love was free. That did not work out well for me.
  • Cold, clammy, and crowded. The people smell desperate.
  • Everyone's pushing, everyone's fighting.
  • If I say the wrong thing or wear the wrong outfit, they'll throw me over the sides.
  • Still, the weakest must go.
  • Stupid childproof caps!
  • You don't deserve to live.
  • You whine all night.
  • At naptime, once we shared a mat.
  • I watched him dream for nearly half an hour.
  • Then he woke up.
  • My kindergarten boyfriend and I...and a horse with wings.
  • Certain boys are just for kindergarten, certain girls are meant to be alone.
  • Just another geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably.
  • Still, you've earned that red scrunchie.
  • I've experienced everything you're going through right now.
  • You don't know what my world looks like.
  • Sorry for coming in through the window, dreadful etiquette I know.
  • You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead.
  • One, two –– fuck it!
  • Please don't leave me alone.
  • You were all I could trust.
  • I wanted someone strong who could protect me.
  • I let his anger fester and infect me.
  • No one here deserves to die.
  • It's one more dance and then farewell.
  • This little thing? I'd hardly call it a bomb.
  • I wish your mom had been a little stronger.
  • I wish your dad were good.
  • I wish we'd met before they convinced you life was war.
  • I am damaged, far too damaged, but you're not beyond repair.
  • Please stand back now...little further.
  • Hope you miss me, wish you'd kissed me.
  • Say hi to God.
  • You look like hell.
  • War is over, brand new sheriff's come to town.
  • My date for the pep rally kind of blew...me off.
  • Are there any happy endings?
  • We can be seventeen.
  • If no one loves me now, someday someone will.
  • One day we'll change the world, but lets kick back tonight.

keystrokes-and-coffee-cups  asked:

Hi! I have been enthusiastically devouring Chimera, and, well, if memory serves, you're a Harry Potter fan. I was wondering if you'd ever considered what Hogwarts Houses your characters fit in, and if you wouldn't mind please sharing some of those?

I wish to begin by noting that I am using the Sorting Hat Chats system of Sorting, and by providing a link to the basics (http://sortinghatchats.tumblr.com/post/121904186113/the-basics), because I find this system more fun than just a straightforward, unexplained single-House system, and because I have never been one to make simple what could have been ridiculously complex.  Please enjoy the rabbithole that I have just sent you down.

In an effort not to be here for THE REST OF MY LIFE, I will be sorting no more than four characters from each of my settings, aiming for one per Primary.  Because that simplifies things so very, very much.

Toby came first, and so we start with Toby.  Toby is Burned Hufflepuff Primary, Gryffindor Secondary.  What this means, practically speaking, is that many people will look at the way she reacts to things and go straight to “oh, Gryffindor,” because she’s not open enough to be Hufflepuff.  But oh, the damage her Primary has taken.  It’s healing, very slowly, and may one day go back to its original state…and if it does, watch out, because a Toby who loves the world like she loves her people is a terrifying thing.

Tybalt, my sweet, angry kitty, is a Gryffindor Primary and a Slytherin Secondary.  He trusts himself and his instincts above everything, but when he comes at a situation, he comes at it hard, fast, and sideways.  A direct assault is only necessary when the threat is something he can’t work around or take the time to address in a more creative manner.  At the end of the day, what matters is doing what his gut tells him to do, and (hopefully) doing it in a way that leaves both him and his loved ones intact at the end.

Now let’s get contentious.  Quentin?  Slytherin Primary, Ravenclaw Secondary.  He is all about the people he cares about, but it’s a very small, carefully curated group; more importantly, in this specific case, he’s ambitious and focused on finding a place to stand where he can always protect those people.  Toby wants, deep down, to embrace the world.  Quentin feels–in part because of his time with her, post-Burning, and in part because of his innate nature–that most of the world isn’t worth it.  He’ll protect what is.

The Luidaeg is Fallen Ravenclaw Primary: she knows that the systems she trusts and believe in don’t work anymore, because the goddamn world keeps lighting them on fire.  What’s worse, she has fully Burned her Secondary, and at this point will use whatever methods she must to accomplish what needs to happen.  She still has the map she made before she Fell, back when she believed in herself and in the work she was doing.  She’s damn well going to follow it.  Whatever that requires.

Moving on to InCryptid, let’s start with our first narrator: Verity Price, who may be the most classically Gryffindor member of the current generation.  If there’s something she can fling herself at, that’s what she’s going to do.  And when I say “classically,” I mean that she is both Gryffindor Primary and Gryffindor Secondary, and this is going to get her killed one day.  If she ever manages to Strip her Primary, we are all in a world of trouble, because a Verity without an internal moral compass is a nightmare walking.

Alex, in contrast, is a Ravenclaw Primary, Hufflepuff Secondary; he takes his job a lot more seriously than she does, and he is genuinely invested in the idea of both learning about the cryptid world and protecting it.  He works hard, he studies hard, and while this combination can look boring from the outside, there is no one in the family as diligent or as truly devoted to making sure that the people he cares about are protected.  And his definition of “people” is endlessly flexible.

Shelby Tanner is Burned Hufflepuff Primary, Ravenclaw Secondary when we first meet her; by the end of her second book, she has begun to heal, and her Primary is in the process of becoming whole.  The death of her brother really messed her up badly, and it takes time for her to come out of it.  She cares about the world, and about her people, and she plans carefully to be able to keep them safe.  She doesn’t handle it well when she encounters things she can’t plan for.  Poor lamb.

And then there is Sarah Zellaby.  Sarah is Petrified Slytherin Primary Presenting Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw Secondary.  How did she Petrify?  She Petrified herself.  She is so terrified of her own nature and of what she is that she can’t deal with any impulse that feels selfish or petty: she basically can’t handle the core of her own personality.  So she shuts out the world, except that she can’t shut out the world, because telepathy means never having to say “come again?”  She’s breaking herself, one piece at a time, so that people will like her.  She knows they wouldn’t, if they knew her.

Moving on again, this time to Velveteen.  Velveteen herself is a Stripped Gryffindor Primary, with a Secondary so Burned by what The Super Patriots, Inc. did to her that even I’m not sure what it was originally (I suspect Hufflepuff, but I’m not sure).  She’s trying to put herself back together, one painful piece at a time, but it’s not a swift process, and she has so little knowledge of who she should have grown up to be that she isn’t sure what she’s going to look like when she’s done.  She hopes it’s something she can like.

Jackie Frost is Slytherin Primary, Slytherin Secondary, and if there were Tertiary Houses, she’d be Slytherin all the way down.  Selfishness is her core motive, and only the influence of the people she genuinely cares about–Vel and The Princess and Tag–has been able to show her that sometimes, the selfish thing to do is to take care of the people she loves.  She would have self-Petrified if not given that exterior reference, and become focused purely on herself.

Yelena is Burned Hufflepuff Primary–I sure do have a thing for Burned ‘Puffs, don’t I?–and Gryffindor Secondary.  Despite having the same Houses as Toby, she presents them very differently, and is probably never going to fully recover from what was done to her.  She’s seen the consequences of loving the world without a layer of char to protect herself, and she has no interest in going back there.  She has the people who care about her; she has a second chance.  That could be enough.

Victory Anna is Ravenclaw Primary, Slytherin Secondary.  She doesn’t care about bravery, or planning, or most of the world.  She cares about keeping Yelena safe, and about learning everything there is to know about the reality in which she has found herself stranded.  She cares about what she chooses to care about.  For her, that will always, always be enough.

…okay, that was a lot, so that’s enough for now.  I’m happy to Sort specific characters, although I may not do it quickly, depending on how many people want to know about their specific favorites.  (Also, if two people ask me to Sort someone, I’ll answer the first and delete the second, for the sake of my inbox and my sanity.)

collisionism  asked:

Hi I was wondering if you'd make a Daryl x Reader fanfic where you and him are torn away from the group and start talking about how you might die soon (but in a joking way lmao) and you say that you never thought you'd die a virgin and then he offers to take your virginity? Also please make the reader 17 or 18 and her name be Emily?

Satisfaction - Daryl Dixon X Reader

Imagine you and Daryl get separated from the group after the governor attacks everybody at the prison. You both talk about life in general, and you tell him you never thought you’d die a virgin, and he offers to change that.

A/N: I love this idea! Gosh, this was my first time writing smut omg. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, I really tried! *hides behind Daryl*

Word Count: 1,502

Warnings: SMUT AF (I tried if I’m shitty at it then just tell me to stop because you know.) Bad language.


Originally posted by kendaspntwd

You and Daryl sat in an abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods after you both were separated from the group because of the Governor’s attack. You both had found some alcohol, and you both started to drink, not heavily, but gradually.

You both sat in silence before you started to talk. “I never thought it would be like this.” You sighed and watched Daryl. He still had his head down. “The world isn’t what it used to be anymore. Before this, I was just a normal girl. I didn’t have to rely on others for my safety and now I don’t know how I’d survive alone.” You meant that as a thank you to Daryl for protecting you when you both got lost. He looked up at you and stared. “Before all this,” he started and you watched him as he swirled the liquid around in the glass he had found in the kitchen. “I just followed Merle around. Doing whatever he did, doing whatever he wanted. I was just a dumb redneck following my brother around. I didn’t rely on anyone. I had no one to rely on. I was a nobody, a redneck asshole. There are a lot of things I wished I could’ve done before this shit happened.” He drank the last of his drink and placed the glass down on the table.

“Me too,” you said wanting to make Daryl feel like he wasn’t alone. “No, you don’t Emily. You’re not like me, you actually did the things you wanted up until now. Me, I just couldn’t be fucked.”

“Well, you’re wrong.” You said and Daryl looked up at you, the same look on his face he had all the time. He never showed his emotions clearly. “I wish I had done things. I wish I went to Europe. I wanted to graduate, get a good job. Now none of that’s gonna happen.” You sighed and Daryl sniggered. You smiled and he shook his head.

“You’re damn well right. Hell, we could die tomorrow and everything will be over.” He said looking at you but you couldn’t help but laugh.

“What?” Daryl asked frowning.

“We could die tomorrow? You’re right. We could.” You laughed again but for a different reason this time.

“So what’s so damn funny?” He asked, sitting straighter. “I just, I never thought I would die a virgin.” You admitted, slightly embarrassed but you laughed it off.

“You’re kidding me right?” Daryl asked and he smiled.

“No. I- I’m a virgin.” You said seriously. “Well, that’s not a bad thing. You’re only 17 why would you want anything to do with sex anyways.” He said.

“I guess, but dying a virgin is pretty embarrassing.” You said and then he tilted his head and leant closer to you. “Well, I guess so. I would’ve thought someone would’ve taken it by now. Hell, I could’ve taken it from you,” he said,not thinking about what he was saying.

“Really?” You asked. “What? I said I could’ve, doesn’t mean I’m going to. You’re 17, it’s not legal anyways.” He said turning away from you, smirking slightly.

Originally posted by theultimatewalker

“Daryl Dixon. Since when did you care about the law?” You asked as you got up and sat beside him, closer than you were before. “And besides, I don’t think the rules apply anymore.” You said and Daryl looked at you. You saw how much he desired this but he would never violate you.

You were ready. You had been ready for a long, long time. The time just never seemed to come for you.

“Are you sure, Emily?” He asked and you nodded. “Why the fuck not?” You said and Daryl started to lean closer to you.

For a second you regretted your decision and your heart began to beat faster, but you ignored it and let Daryl do his thing.

He stopped right before your lips and said, “If you wanna back out at any time just tell me. Okay?” He asked and you nodded. “Yeah.” You said shakily. There was no doubt that you were attracted to Daryl, but as this was all happening you wanted him more than anything.

His lips met with yours and he kissed you softly. He pulled away but you didn’t want him to, so you leant in and kissed him again a little harder than you meant to. He kissed you back and pulled you close to him wrapping his arms around your waist. “We should go upstairs.” He whispered as he got up grabbing your hand.

He led you up the stairs quickly and into the first empty bedroom you found. The room wasn’t very dirty. In fact, the whole cabin looked as though it had been abandoned recently and everything was still pretty tidy.

Daryl kicked the door shut and kissed you pushing you backwards until your legs hit the bed and you fell down onto the bed. Daryl smirked and he pushed you back and leant over you kissing your lips one last time before he trailed kisses down your neck. You could tell he was being gentle, trying not to be too rough as it was your first time.

As he leant into you, you felt his hard member pressing against your core and if you weren’t already dripping wet you were now. You moaned lightly as he kissed your neck before he sat up, straddling you while he took his jacket and shirt off.

You smiled at him as he did this and he then proceeded to take your shirt off. You felt a wave of chills go through you as the air was a little cold but you didn’t take any notice of it because Daryl had started unbuttoning your jeans and he slowly pulled them down.

“How in the hell have you not done this before?” He said, appreciating your half naked body in front of him. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Em.”

Originally posted by reedusgif

You blushed and he reminded you that if you wanted to stop all you had to do was say so.

Daryl moved his hands down to your core, brushing over your needs for satisfaction and you sighed a shaky breath. He pressed two fingers against your clit and you let out a trembling moan. He then proceeded to slip his fingers inside your underwear. He rubbed you slowly and you felt yourself throb beneath him. You wanted it so badly you couldn’t handle it.

“D-Daryl please.” You whispered and he made your wish come true as he took your bra and underwear off. You blushed again as you were completely exposed in front of him but he just concentrated on you, and only you.

As if it was like magic he took his jeans and underwear off and out came his hard cock. Your eyes widened at how big he was and he promised you he’d go easy on you.

You nodded and he kissed you softly while he slowly pushed himself into you. You bit your lip as he went deeper and you moaned making Daryl smirk. He felt how wet you were and said, “Boy, you really were ready for this weren’t you?” He asked and you giggled before he began moving his hips back and forth.

Daryl lowered himself to kiss you. You asked if he could go faster.

“Are you sure?” He grumbled placing his hands on your waist.

You couldn’t bear it anymore. If your first time was with Daryl Dixon of all people you wanted him to give you everything he had.

“Just fucking fuck me, Daryl.” You said and before you even finished your answer, he thrust harder and your eyes rolled back as the feeling you felt was over taking you.

It hurt slightly at first, but you soon got used to it and everything you felt was pure pleasure.

“Ah. Em- mm fuck.” Daryl moaned and the pleasure inside of you was building up inside of you. Daryl began to rub your clit as he pushed deeper and you moaned holding onto the sheets as you felt yourself coming close.

“Daryl, oh fuck. Yes, Da-oh!” Your orgasm came within seconds and shortly after Daryl’s came too. He quickly pulled out and finished himself off over you. You flinched slightly as you felt Daryl’s load eject onto your stomach and he groaned closing his eyes briefly before leaning down to you, kissing you hard, but meaningfully.

He collapsed beside you and you smiled to yourself. “You happy now?” He said, smirking to himself. “More than happy. Next time you don’t need to hold back so much.” You whispered, laughing.

Daryl eyed you. “Who says you’re getting a fucking round two?” He asked and you laughed again.

“Right, I’m gonna go get us some dinner.” He said getting up and getting dressed.

“Don’t lay there in complete awe the whole day will ya?” He said making you throw the pillow at him but he was already out the door before you got a chance to hit him.

Originally posted by the-zombie-girl22

barbiebaphomet  asked:

I have a headcanon that when Astrid finds out that she's pregnant, a battle breaks out and she is almost frozen, like she can't fight. And she only confides in Gobber, who finds her in the armory to change his hand and she's hiding. I've written this already but I'm too embarrassed to post it and I think you'd do MUCH better than me. :D

Okay, first of all, never ever ever compare yourself to other writers! I’m sure your version of the scene is amazing, because it’s your headcanon, so you provide insight to it in a way no one else can. That’s why I became a writer, because I just wanted to read my headcanons so much that I started writing them myself. Don’t be embarrassed— if you post it, I’d love to read it!

Secondly— in some ways that is exactly how I picture Astrid reacting, and in others, that is the complete opposite. I’ve ALWAYS imagined Astrid either realizing she’s pregnant or telling Hiccup she’s pregnant during battle. That said, I don’t know about her being able to not fight. If anything, having somebody to protect would make her more insistent on fighting. Mommy instincts. Astrid would tear enemies the fuck apart before she let them disrupt this life she’s beginning with Hiccup.

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  • Chris: "Matt, Have you ever rejected a song for being too over the top?"
  • Matt: "(Laughs) No. Never for that reason, no. I still don't think we're even touching on the beginning of anything close to what has been done in the past in terms of what is regarded over the top."
  • Matt: "If I left the band and you could choose anybody in history to replace me, who would you have?"
  • Dom: "Jimi Hendrix. Well, he's Matt's favourite guitarist, I think. And mine. Plus, he'll fit into the three-piece vibe. It'd work."
  • Dom: "Have you ever spied me doing anything embarrassing, yet spared my blushes by not telling me?"
  • Matt: "Hmmm, Good question. I'm sure there's something. Hmmm."
  • Dom: "You saw me getting laid once."
  • Matt: "That's true, actually: I came in a room once and filmed him with a night vision camera. Ah, I know - I saw him putting on moisturiser once."
  • Chris: "What would you say, If I said I'd invented a Kiss-style image and I wanted to incorporate it onstage?"
  • Matt: "I'd say, it was about fucking time! (Laughs)About time we took it to the next level, I'd say. I've been waiting for one of these two to come up with something; I'd be very happy, yeah. But, I know these two probably wouldn't go there."
  • Chris: "I think I'd probably go there, but I don't know about Kiss."
  • Matt: "What do you think of me getting all the attention and adulation?"
  • Matt: "I don't get it all! Bollocks. Bollocks. Bollocks." (Discards question, chooses new one.)
  • Matt: "If I wanted to record a solo album, how concerned would you be?"
  • Chris: "If I could play bass on it, it'd be alright (Laughs)."
  • Dom: "Which one of us needs to see a shrink and why?"
  • Matt: "I think we've all got hidden agendas. I've never seen one, even though my girlfriend is one. Well, not yet professionally, but she probably will be."
  • Matt: "If you had to select a fancy dress outfit for me, would you choose batman, superman or wonder woman?"
  • Chris: "Batman."
  • Matt: "That's dark. I'm not a dark person, I'm the sunshine of your life."
  • Dom: "Well, I'd say Wonder Woman."
  • Matt: "That's how he'd want to see me. Ever since I saw him bend over to get an injection in his bum, there's been a strange energy between us (laughs). There's definitely suspicion."
  • Dom: "What do you get sick of me moaning on about?"
  • Matt: "Me being late."
  • Chris: "Turning the hi-hats up. Silly little things on the drums."
  • Matt: "Actually, he doesn't really moan much, does he?"
  • Dom: "Really? I thought I was a moaner."
  • Chris: "Who's the worst fighter?"
  • Matt: "If you're small like me, you've got to do other things. If you don't have the physical strength, you've got to use weapons. It's not that I fight like a girl, it's just that I'll use whatever object is at hand."
  • Dom: "I actually think I'm the worst. I smacked one guy in the face once and I thought I looked really hard, and he just turned around, looked at me, and squashed me on the floor in one go. It was quite embarrassing. So, yeah, it's most likely I'd lose, but I'd go down with my teeth in someone's leg."
  • Matt: "What do you think of my dress sense?"
  • Dom: "(Laughs) Pretty sharp these days. As opposed to... shiny pants and glitter shirts."
  • Matt: "Make-up, shiny trousers. Those were the good ol' days. I miss all that."
  • Dom: "What's the worst thing about sharing a tour bus with me?"
  • Matt: "All your faffing around. His electric toothbrush and mouthwash just winds me up. It's just annoying. For one, it reminds me how unclean I am."
  • Chris: "If a spacecraft landed in front of us and a hatch opened up - which of us would be mad enough to go onboard?"
  • Dom: "I'd be in there."
  • Chris: "I'd want to see the beings first."
  • Matt: "I wouldn't go on my own, if I knew we were all going on, I'd be happy to go first."
  • Matt: "Do you think I'm a good looking bloke?"
  • Matt: "That's ridiculous, I can't ask a question like that." (Discards question and chooses new one.)
  • Matt: "Do you two get recognised much when you're out shopping?"
  • Dom: "All the time - they think I'm Matt!"
  • Matt: "Really?"
  • Dom: "I actually did get recognised a couple of days ago at HMV in Islington."
  • Chris: "I got recognised in Co - Op once. I had to sign a little receipt."
  • Chris: "What's my most annoying habit?"
  • Matt: "Farting. I can recognise you by your farts by both smell and volume."
  • Dom: "If I'm in a hotel room, like two floors above him, I can hear him. I'm like, 'Jesus'. He's loud."
  • Matt: "If I had a hygiene problem, would you tell me?"
  • Dom: "I tell you every day (laughs). Get in the shower. Brush your teeth."
  • Matt: "That is true, that is true."
  • Dom: "Which of us has the best home movie collection?"
  • Matt: "Chris. He's got all the Bond films."
  • Chris: "On video and DVD. I try to buy about five DVDs a week."
  • Chris: "What's the worst thing about being in Muse?"
  • Matt: "..."
  • Chris: "..."
  • Dom: "..."
  • Matt: "Our legal bills. The business side. It's complicated. I wouldn't wish it on anybody."
  • Matt: "Is there any song you hate, or used to hate, playing live?"
  • Dom: "Er, no."
  • Chris: "I used to be uncomfortable with 'Blackout', because I never used to play keyboards until that song. They made me learn and I wasn't really a natural player. I was a bit on edge to start with, but I can play it a lot easier now."
  • Matt: "For me it would be a song called 'Cave'. It was on the first album, but it's probably the oldest song of anything we ever did. It was a combination of, one, it was old; and two, it had this vocal bit that had a note I had to hold for so long. It was way too long. You get the odd person still call out for it. Hardcore."
  • Chris: "Who's the biggest bitch?"
  • Dom: "Matt's the biggest and we're his bitches."
  • Dom: "If a venomous snake bit my arse, would you suck the poison out?"
  • Matt: "I'd be more than happy to. I have got medical training - I did a first-aid course. I can do resuscitation, mouth-to-mouth, all that kind of thing. If you cut an artery open, I could stop the bleeding; tie a belt around the groin, fucking do it tight and stand on it, and go, 'SHUT UP!'. Did you know when you see all that thumping of the chest stuff in films, that you can't actually bring somebody back to life by doing that? All you can do is keep them alive until someone turns up with an electrode. You're basically pumping the blood around the body to keep them alive; that's all you're doing. Drowning's a different matter, if someone's got loads of water inside their mouth, you can just blow inside their lungs and maybe they'll be able to cough and splutter it back out again. But, yeah, the venom; I'm not that advanced, but I'd give it a go."
  • Dom: "How about if it bit me on my knob?"
  • Matt: "Then I'd let you die."
  • Chris: "Who's the tightest bastard?"
  • Matt: "Dom. Although it depends what you mean (laughs). Let me think.
  • Erm... I think we're all pretty goddamn good with cash, to be honest. We're all pretty generous. And, yeah, we do charity work. But, we don't like to talk about it. We usually just give hard cash to Oxfam and that's it. We don't go around going (adopts goofy voice), 'Ooh, look at me'. The Bible says if you sing about it, you don't get recognition for it. So, I've just sung about it and blown it all (laughs)."
  • Dom: "Who's the best sportsman?"
  • Matt: "Chris."
  • Chris: "Years ago I might have accepted that, but these days I fall over and break my wrist while playing football on concrete; so I can't be that good."
  • Chris: "If I developed superpowers, would I use them for good or evil?"
  • Matt: "A bit of both."
  • Dom: "I think you'd probably take the piss."
  • Matt: "Am I in touch with my feminine side?"
  • Matt: "This actually isn't my question, I nicked it out of Dom's glass."
  • Dom: "In touch with your feminine side? Er. Yes and no. Actually, I mean, yes, but at the same time... no (laughs)."
  • Matt: "Why, what do you mean?"
  • Dom: "Well, yeah you are, because you wear women's clothes."
  • Matt: "Do I?"
  • Dom: "Yet, when I've tried to kiss you, you don't like it."
a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters (pt. 10)
  • "How did we ever come to this?"
  • "I never thought you'd be someone I'd have to miss."
  • "There I was, caught in your game..."
  • "If you're looking for forgiveness, you won't find that here."
  • "You can say you're sorry, but I still don't care."
  • "You're both to blame."
  • "I hope you know you're my last mistake."
  • "Don't come around and say you need me."
  • "I won't stay."
  • "Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely."
  • "It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger."
  • "I started writing songs, I started writing stories."
  • "Only those I really love will ever really know me."
  • "Once I was 20 years old, my story got told."
  • "I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure."
  • "I got my boys with me at least."
  • "I hope I'll see you later."
  • "We've traveled around the world and we're still roaming."
  • "I'm still learning about life."
  • "I'm still sorry."
  • "Tell me what you want this to be."
  • "I just can't catch a break."
  • "I know what I want this to be."
  • "You're dragging things along."
  • "Do you feel like something's missing when your skin is pressed to mine?"
  • "All I ever wanted was a part of you that I couldn't break."
  • "We're in pieces now."
  • "All you ever wanted was a part of me that I couldn't fake."
  • "I have to let you down."
  • "I know I’m the one you want to forget."
  • "Baby, you were my picket fence."
  • "I miss missing you now and then."
  • "Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger."
  • "The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger."
  • "I am the best you’ll never have."
  • "Drink up, baby, stay up all night."
  • "I'll make you mine."
  • "I hate myself for staring at the phone."
  • "Kept all your texts, can’t erase them."
  • "I’d call you up but I know you’re not alone."
  • "I know that I should not hold on, so why can’t I let go?"
  • "I keep trying to figure out who you are to me."
  • "Maybe all that we were meant to be is beautifully unfinished."
  • "Your fingerprints are tattooed on my skin."
  • "You’re the one that I can’t lose; you’re the one that I can’t win."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish you’d go away."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish that you would stay."
  • "I think that you think that I'm half drunk."
  • "I know that you wouldn't fall for that."
  • "Shut up and take my hand."
  • "I don't wanna say goodnight."
  • "Hot damn, look at me now."
  • "I bet you never thought you would fall again."
  • "So much for keeping this 'just friends'."
  • "Shut up and kiss me now."
  • "I've done my part for twelve years now."
  • "I really wouldn't mind if we don't go anywhere, cause I've got you."
  • "You think my bruised knees are sort of pretty."
  • "I think your tired eyes are kind of nice."
  • "Have you got a lighter on you?"
  • "I really don't mind if we take our time."
  • "I've got a couple bottles of your favorite wine."
  • "I love everything that you've got."
  • "Would you be mine?"
  • "How can you joke at a time like this?"
  • "This is what you wanted all along now, isn't it?"
  • "I think that all you ever really ever wanted was a reason to complain."
  • "Those are her words, not mine."
  • "As far as I'm concerned, we could've had a good time."
  • "I guess there's nothing more to discuss."
  • "Girls don't call, and they never tell you why."
  • "Don't listen to my music."
  • "Don't lie in my bed."
  • "Don't listen to the references to things that you might have actually said."
  • "As far as I'm concerned, it could have been a lot worse."
  • "I wasn't trying to avoid the confrontation."
  • "She told me that I don't even try."
  • "Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be."
  • "But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?"
  • "I'm fucked in the head, and my mind is turning into a whore."
  • "Maybe she's right, maybe I'm wrong."
  • "Maybe we'll fight 'til it move us along."
  • "You know that admitting the problem is the first step."
  • "Friends turned to wine-drunk lovers."
  • "I felt the strangest emotion but it wasn't hate, for once."
  • "Life is moving, can't you see?"
  • "There's no future left for you and me."
  • "I was holding and I was searching endlessly, but now there's nothing left that I can do."
  • "There is another future waiting there for you."
  • "They say people never change, but that's bullshit, they do."
  • "I do not think I would be here if not for them."
  • "With friends like ours, anywhere is home."
  • "Keep getting the feeling you wanna leave this all behind."
  • "I thought we were holding on, aren't we?"
  • "You and me got a whole lot of history."
  • "We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen."
  • "Let's drive around town holding hands."
  • "And ya need to know, you're the only one."
  • "I love you, babe, so bad."
  • "I'm hella obsessed with your face."
  • "I'll be your daydream."
  • "We could be beautiful."
  • "Say you'll never let me go."
  • "Take me back to a time only we knew."
  • "We could waste the night with an old film."
  • "You said you'd never ever break down, but here I am sweeping pieces off of the ground."
  • "You said you'd never ever play to crowds."
  • "I've spent all night long scared of tomorrow."
  • "Everything is almost lost."
  • "I never thought I'd be so fragile."
  • "We're fragile."
  • "You're the only sound that I ever want to hear."
  • "Give me your heart, and I'll give you my love."
  • "Tonight you look lovely."
  • "Let me wrap my arms around you."
  • "Let me take you home."
  • "I want you to myself."
  • "You're the only thing that I ever need to know."
  • "Our world is looking so bright."
  • "I'm a little bit lost without you."
  • "I had a feeling once that you and I could tell each other everything."
  • "I just wanted you."
  • "Something about you, it's like an addiction."
  • "Hit me with your best shot, honey."
  • "I've got no reason to doubt you."
  • "You keep coming back again."
  • "I'm certain that I'm yours."
  • "I adore you."
  • "I said I'd never miss you, but I guess you never know."
  • "I miss your early morning company."
  • "You are my favorite 'what if'."
  • "You are my best 'I'll never know'."
  • "What did it ever mean to you?"
  • "I wish I'd known how much you loved me."
  • "I wish I cared enough to know."
  • "I'm sorry every song's about you."
  • "The torture of small talk with someone you used to love."
  • "When I was younger I was certain that I'd be fine without a queen."
  • "Where we've been is who we are."
  • "Now all I do is wonder why we ever set the scene."
  • "It's such a shame that we play strangers."
  • "Damn, it's such a shame that we've built a wreck out of me."
  • "I'll remember nights alone and waking up to dial tones."
  • "Always found my greatest moments in the sound of your 'hello's'."
  • "Will you even know it's me?"
  • "Can we find a new beginning?"
  • "Do you turn the other cheek?"
so show me family

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 slightly belated birthday present for my baby sister

// in which the team gives Skye the birthday she never had.

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#106 he finds you asleep on his side of the bed
  • Louis: The sight of you curled in the bed sheets with nothing but a pair of underwear and his shirt that hung on your body perfectly made him smile. Not just the side smirk he usually does but a full on, take up my whole face smile. His pillow In between your arms, and your face hurried into the fabric where his sweet smell lingered. It made Louis feel special, that you needed him more than he thought. He dropped his suitcase and undid his pants, letting them fall to floor along with his stuffy shirt to curl up to your body on your side of the bed that was cold and untouched. Letting him know that you slept on his side more than a few times.
  • Niall: Your brows were furrowed from sleep. Fingers clinging onto the pillow that Niall's head would fall on, on any other night, but tonight it was different. He slept on the couch with alcohol stench breaths that cascaded your face when he first walked into the old apartment you shared. Tears fell down your face. Not quite asleep yet because he promised but all these promises swirl in your mind. What else has he broken? The sound of heavy boots echoed off the floor boards next to your door, trying to stay calm you slammed your eyes shut. Listening to the door open and his feet pad through the dark room. For a moment you heard nothing but felt a slobbery kiss on your cheek from your side of the bed and his lanky arms wrap around you.
  • Liam: He knew something was up we hen there were no more juice boxes in the fridge and the hidden stash of chocolate was all gone. You had been to his apartment while he was gone. The thought made him smile and stumble upstairs to go to sleep and ring you in the morning. But the idea was cut short when he saw you sprawled out on his bed with messy hair, his socks on your feet, and his shirt. Liam chuckled to himself as he moved around the room to get a better view of his girlfriend clinging to one of his pillows with a small from itched on her face. He missed your touch as he got into the bed, snaking his arms to hold you into his chest. The warmth radiated off your body sent your boyfriend into a deep sleep with a small smile.
  • Harry: He cooed at the sight which made his heart warm with delight. Your small mug of tea and a book you'd been reading before he left was resting on the night stand beside his side of the bed, where you were. Sweat trickled down the side of your face. It seems obvious to him that you weren't sleeping well even though you took his whole pillow into your arms, choking it with all your life trying to still smell him after a few months of him being gone. He still couldn't wipe the smile off his face, he hadn't even expected you to be there. Waiting for him on his side of e bed. It was a simple but sweet gesture that made his heart flare with excitement. He stripped of hi clothes and slipped into the bed to wrap himself, into you entirely.
  • Zayn: He wasn't surprised, the way your chest heaved up and down as if breathing was so easy without him bit he knew for a fact it wasn't. He could clearly see the dark circles under your eyes from lack of sleep and stress because he wasn't there to hold you through the toughest time of your life with finals and your dad passing. These were the moments that he wishes his job didn't get in the way of everything. He stood at the door for a few moments taking it in. Your tips of your fingers twitching as if you were suddenly going to wake up and reach for your fiancé that was standing in the doorway. Or your hair and the mutters under your breathe that called his name with every heave.
one direction // preference // he leaves you at the altar pt. 2
  • harry: in the months that had passed since you'd seen harry, you still hadn't gotten over the embarrassment that he had brought you when he wasn't standing at the end of the aisle. there hadn't been a text, nor a call, but even though there was no word from him - he was still the only thought on your mind. part of you hated his guts for what he had done, but a larger part of you still felt the immense love that you'd always felt for him. so when he turned up on your doorstep, a little drunk on a sunday night, you were quick to welcome him inside and make him a cup of tea. it only took moments before harry broke down into his hands, sobbing that he had never regretted something so much in his life - and that all he could wish for was that the two of you were together and married. and even though it had hurt like hell when he left you - and there was the worry that he would do it again - all you could reply was, 'then lets try this again.'
  • zayn: you were absolutely devastated for the weeks that followed after zayn had gotten cold feet. you had no idea where he could possibly be since no-one that you knew had been in contact with him. it was like he'd vanished from the face of the earth. until you got a call from his number, and instantly you picked it up. you were sure that you were more worried about the idea of him not being safe. as you answered, you heard the familiar voice that instantly sent comfort through you. 'hey babe.' he spoke softly, a little hesitantly, 'i just want you to know that i am so, so sorry about what i did. i've never missed someone so much as i have you, and i know this is crazy but i'm about 5 minutes away and i was just hoping you'd let me see you. i need to apologise properly.' he breathed, and without a moment of hesitation, you agreed.
  • louis: you were out at work, having used your job as a distraction from the memories you had with louis, and the memories of how embarrassed you felt when you had to tell everyone that the wedding was off. but as you were stocking a few things back onto the shelves, you felt a presence behind you. turning around, you were met with the soft smile that you had fallen in love with, and the eyes that had admired you for so long. immediately you went into shock, frozen as you tried to comprehend the situation. was he really standing in front of you? it'd been so long. as you were glued to the spot, louis chuckled and wrapped his arms around you, closing his eyes as he inhaled the scent of your perfume before he pulled back, 'i came to apologise, and with hopes that you'll forgive me and take me back, but i won't set my expectations too high. i know that if i were you, i would kill me, but i just... i want to prove that i can be better for you. i can be what you deserve.'
  • niall: you let out a sigh as you shut the front door and dumped your handbag on the ground. you hung your coat up on the coat rack before sighing, the overwhelming urge to burst into tears hitting you as you caught scent of niall's cologne. it hadn't been long since he had left you sobbing at the altar, so occasionally the smell of him was still lingering around the apartment. you inhaled sharply as you tried to stop yourself from getting emotional, before you walked through to the kitchen. you stopped dead in your tracks as you were met with niall leaning on the counter. he was biting on his lip, clearly nervous as his eyes landed on you, 'i am so, so sorry. i know this is no excuse but it was just happening so fast and i freaked out, but now that i've had time away and time to think, i realise how fucking stupid i was to leave you there. marriage wouldn't have changed anything, and now i've changed everything and ruined things between us. and i regret it... more than you will ever, ever know babe.'
  • liam: as you pulled up at the hotel that liam had texted you the address to, you inhaled slowly to steady yourself for what could possibly come of this meeting. he had messaged you with no context, just an address in which he asked you to travel to. you eventually moved from your car and up to the hotel lobby in which you asked to go up to the room liam was staying in. the elevator trip felt like it took forever, but eventually you were on the right floor, and searching for the hotel room. as you read the numbers on the door you sighed, knocking quickly before stepping back. only moments later the door swung open and you were met with liam who gave you a weak smile and invited you in. at first you hesitated, but then you moved into the room, sitting down on the sofa and placing your handbag into your lap as he sighed, 'i know i said i wouldn't bother you unless you messaged me first. but god, this has been so shit without you. i hate myself everyday for not going through with marrying you - because the idea of you marrying anyone who is not me, terrifies me. and i know this is a lot to ask but i want to try... god.. babe i need us to try again.'
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I Wish You'd Hold Your Stage With No Feelings At All

Summary: There’s only one place where Dan Howell feels free and that’s in front of the piano. But when he meets a boy named Phil Lester at one of the competitions, there’s something about Phil that intrigues him in a way that he hasn’t been in a long time.The two part ways, and Dan assumes that that was the end of it. He couldn’t have been more wrong.

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Chapter One   

     There was always the first emotion of regret. Regret for thinking that he could do this, and regret for even trying in the first place. He had always thought that the regret was the hardest part, and that coping with the anticipation and the nerves was the worst part.

    The second emotion was always fear. Fear and dread were clenching his stomach and making it hard to breath and his hands to tremble. The conductor tapped the stand three times, and with a flourish of the baton, his fingers struck the first chord, the familiarity of the action replacing some of the dread. Another beat and his fingers started to fly across the keys. In his mind’s eye, the notes seemed to float off the page and into the air, twisting and spinning until they formed a melody added to a harmony added to an accompaniment.

    The third emotion was always bliss. The pure and sweet feeling of being swept away in the song, the sense of control and power that laid under his fingertips. The idea that with a few notes and some rhythm, he could create a sound that could bring tears to someone’s eyes.

    And, finally, the fourth emotion was always contentment. Granted, this fourth emotion never lasted very long, but the sensation of pride and happiness that filled him as he lingered over the keys as the applause roared in his ears was a feeling like no other.

    Dan Howell lifted his hands from the keys, letting his fingers brush them a final time before reluctantly joining the rest of the band at the front of the stage, giving bow that was as stiff as it was formal.

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Wedding Series: The Night Before
  • A S H T O N: You loved your bridesmaids to death, after all, they were your best friends. But after a night of drinking, they got super loud and quite obnoxious, so you had to sneak out the door to your hotel suite for a minute of silence. You knew Ashton's room was somewhere in the hotel, but the boys and your girls refused to give each other the room numbers. You pull out your phone and shoot him a text anyways. can you meet me outside? I wanna see you. Ashton immediately replies. of course. see you in a minute. :) x You go to the lobby and out to the back where the pool glowed in the dark. Soon, the door opened behind you, and you felt your heart flutter when Ashton strode out, looking anxiously around for you. You rushed into his arms and felt them tighten around you as he pressed multiple kisses to the crown of your head. "Are you okay?" He asks in concern, holding you at arms length to examine your face. "Yeah, I'm fine," You chuckle. "My friends can just get.. annoying." He leads you to one of the deck chairs before sitting down. He pulls you under his shoulder before speaking. "Have you met my band?" He jokes. You laugh quietly before sighing and leaning into his embrace. Ashton looks down at you before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "You're not getting cold feet, are you?" He asks hesitantly. "No?" You reply, reaching up to trace his hairline. "Are you?" Ashton shakes his head. "Of course not." "Good," You smile. "Because you're not getting away from me." You wrap your arms around his waist and tickle his sides just as the pool doors slam open and a couple of your friends march out. You and Ashton immediately separate like you'd been caught by strict parents. "Excuse me, who gave you permission to see each other?" Your best friend demands, grabbing your hand and pulling you away from Ashton. You stutter for a response, trying to hide your laughter. Ashton pouts as you continue to be dragged back inside as you look back at him. "See you tomorrow, my love!" You call dramatically right before the door shuts.
  • L U K E: You're the last one awake at your batchelorette party as all your girlfriends sleep heavily around you, passed out from the few drinks they had. You're about to dose off yourself when you hear a soft knock on your back door. You sit up and eye the shadow of a person, quite terrified, until you saw the tall quiff and baby giraffe like legs. You step over your sleeping friends and open the door quietly. "Luke?" You whisper, stepping outside and shutting the door. He smiles sheepishly at you. "Hi," He mumbles. "What are you doing here? Where are the boys?" You question. "They're back at Michael's," He sighs heavily. "Mikey's idea of a bachelor party is so bad. Like, I came home and there are pictures of boobs everywhere. Oh my god. And he locked me in his room with fucking porn on the flat screen and said it was gonna be "my last good wank". So i just kinda… left… without them knowing." You can't help but chuckle, thinking back to the large bowl of dick shaped chewy candy your friends got you. "How'd you get out?" You ask him. "I went through his bedroom window." Luke admitted. "My prince in shining armor," You joke, reaching up to pinch his cheek. Luke grumbles and swats your hand away. "But I wouldn't have really cared, if that's what you're worried about. God knows what you do on tour when I'm not there." Luke's cheeks flush pink as he grabs your hand. "But I don't wanna watch that shit anymore. I just- I like us better… you know? I'd much rather have you than watch a screen and jack off." You can't help but giggle as his cheeks continue to redden. "Well, all the girls are asleep down stairs…" You inform him suggestively. "and-" "and your bedroom is upstairs," Luke interrupts. "And thats where we're going now." You two stumble upstairs, trying to contain your giggles. "What about the boys?" You ask him as you two fall onto your bed in a mess of limbs. Luke breaks away and rolls his eyes. "They can fuck themselves to Michael's big screen porn."
  • C A L U M: You knew Ashton was a good enough friend to keep you updated on your husband-to-be the night before your wedding. At first all was good, until you suddenly got the frantic message that Calum had disappeared during their movie marathon, and was now nowhere to be found. He wasn't answering the boys' calls, so Ashton suggested you try to reach him. You quickly dialed up his number and waited anxiously for him to pick up. "Hello?" He finally answered, releasing a sigh of relief from you. "Hey, where are you, babe? The boys said you disappeared on them." You ask him. The nerve wracking fear that he no longer wanted to get married was rattling your brain as you held your breath waiting for his response. "I just.. needed some fresh air and some time to think." He informed you. His voice still didn't sound positive, and you seriously felt like he was backing out. "Are you okay? You're not… you aren't backing out, are you?" You question hesitantly. "No, no of course not," He replies instantly. "It's just… I guess I'm worried you know? I'm worried that we'll be happily married and suddenly you'll meet someone and realized you settled for me when you could do so much better. And I'm just afraid you won't be happy with me." You frown, wishing you were in front of him so you could grip his face and shake some sense into him. "You don't think I think about that too? I mean, you go around the world, there's definitely going to be more pretty or more interesting girls than me, I know that. But the thing is, marriage is about trusting one another and being happy with each other. I wouldn't have said yes if I didn't truly believe I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, Calum." Calum sighs, and you can hear his smile through the tinny phone speaker. "You always know the right thing to say, don't you?" You smile, now reassured he was going to be okay. "One of the many perks of marrying me, I suppose." "One of the many, many, many perks," He repeats with a large grin. "Thanks baby. See you at the alter tomorrow night."
  • M I C H A E L: "fucking shit- how do people even do this in movies?" You grumble to yourself as you scour the ground for another pebble. It was nearly impossible due to the fact it was almost the middle of the night, and you were outside in the dark. Finally, you found one and aimed it at Michael's bedroom window. The pebble successfully hit the glass, and you prayed your fiancé heard it. You listened as the window slid open, but your hopeful grin fell when a head- that definitely wasn't Michael's- popped out. "(y/n)?" Calum called out once he spotted you. "You aren't supposed to be here." You looked up pleadingly at the dark haired boy. "I know, I know. I just really want to see-" Your sentence is interrupted as the back door flings open and Michael dashes towards you, nearly knocking you off your feet when he embraces you. "…Michael." You finish, smiling into the fabric of his t-shirt. "Michael!" Luke exclaims. "Get your ass back in here!" "No!" He calls back, his voice muffled by your hair. "This has been the longest night of my life," He whispers to you. "I just wanna be with you and get married already so no one can separate us ever again." You can't help but twist his shirt in your fist as you smile. "Aw, that's so cute, baby," You coo. "I can't wait either. But you know what they say- distance makes the heart grow fonder?" You could hear Ashton groan from inside. "It's only 24 hours you fucking children!" You chuckle to yourself, reaching up to press a short but sweet kiss to Michael's lips. "Less than 24 hours until we're forever and ever, babe. I'll meet you at the alter."