i'll hold you in my heart until i can hold you in my arms

master-sass-blast  asked:

Right. So. Might be mildly addicted to your 'Gods and Monsters' series. Definitely need an intervention, but I'll prolly ignore that anyway, so... anyway, can you do something with Zeus and Hera? I've always thought it was massively whack that the goddess of fidelity was with --according to Greek mythos--one of the biggest adulterers on Olympus. Definitely smelling a bit of an abusive relationship there, if you catch my drift... okay byeeeee

Hera, the young goddess of marriage and family, is only unfaithful to her husband once.

She seduces Zeus first, right as the war ends and they’re all pain and ash and thrumming with the excitement of victory. She smiles just so and touches his bloody chest, her hand pale against the dark copper of his skin and, and when he looks at her his eyes spark with the lightning he so easily commands. She is named his wife that very night, her body littered with bruises from his rough, eager hands, and she tells herself the bile at the back of her throat tastes like victory.

She is queen of the gods. This is what she wants.

They’ve all claimed their domains and gone their separate ways, Demeter to the earth, Hades to the underworld, and Hestia to Olympus where they plan to build their palace. But Poseidon still lingers. “Don’t you have an ocean to conquer?” she asks.

He looks at her, then behind her to where Zeus is busy sketching plans for Olympus. “You don’t have to do this,” he says softly, “you – you can come with me if you want. Or I’m sure Hades would take you.”

Hera has no time for Poseidon and his soft heart. “I will only belong to the best,” she says, tossing her head so her crown of curls fall over her shoulder. “You should go. You have work to do.”

“There are more important things than power,” he says uncomfortably, shifting from foot to foot.

“No,” she says, “there aren’t.”


Hera would not mind Zeus’s women so much if they were not constantly giving him children, something she has been unable to do.

She is an obedient wife. She does not turn her powers against him, and she’s tolerant of his mortals at first, but the longer she is empty of child the less patience she has. How can she be the goddess of family without one of her own?

Her spite gets in her way, and she hurls every kind of obstacle and curse she can at the woman her husband lies with. At first he is angry with her, and bruises litter her throat and wrists. Then, as her wrath and powers grow, he is afraid of her. He watches her warily, sneaking to the mortal realm when before he wouldn’t even try to hide it. He submits when she pins him to the bed and rides him hard, desperate for a child of his, desperate to fulfill the perfect image of wife and mother she’s built for herself.

No matter her magic, no matter how many times they lie together, Hera does not get with child.

She goes to Hestia, and her sister presses a hand to her stomach and purses her lips and says, “Must it be his child?”

Hera stares. She’s the goddess of marriage and family. She is not capable of infidelity. “I – I can’t.”

“Just once,” Hestia says, “the problem is not with you, nor with him, clearly. Only the combination of you both. Lie with any other man, and you will have your child.”

So Hera, just once, puts on a disguise and goes to the mortal realm. She finds a man with skin darker than Zeus’s, a rich warm brown that matches his soft eyes. She lies with him, and it hurts. He is kind and patient and kisses the edge of her jaw, her shoulders, her navel. But to be unfaithful grates against her very nature as a goddess, and every moment is agony. He finishes, his mouth whispering kind things against her own, and she leaves as soon as she can.

It works. She becomes round with child, and is happier than she’s been in a long time. She does not mind Zeus’s mortals, and he even becomes kinder while the baby grows inside of her. His hands become softer, and he spends less time away from Olympus.

The baby is born, and Zeus is furious.

The child is too dark to be his, and he tears it from Hera’s hands while she lies exhausted from the birth. “What do you care?” she cries, struggling to stand, “You have dozens of children. What does it matter if I have one?”

He holds the baby in one hand and grabs her jaw with the other, pulling her to her knees. “You are my wife,” he hisses, “the goddess of marriage and family. You will have my child, or no child at all.”

He throws the baby from Mount Olympus. Hera screams, pushing herself away from him and attempting to jump after it. Zeus catches her around the waist, and with a crackle of power and roar of rage, he sends a lightning bolt after the baby.

The child may have survived the fall, but not the lightning.

“NO!” Hera screeches, clawing at his arm as she struggles to escape his grasp. Normally she’s not this helpless against him, but delivering her baby has left her weaker than she’s ever been before.

He presses the flat of his hand against her swollen womb, adding pressure until she cries out in pain and tries to squirm away from him. “My child,” he repeats, voice low and terrible, “or no child at all.”

He lets her go, and she collapses, grasping out a hand over the edge of Olympus. But the blood between her thighs is still wet, and she can’t find the energy to stand. She wonders if she’ll have to crawl down the mountain to retrieve her baby’s corpse.

“Sister!” Soft hands grab her shoulder and gently roll her onto her back. Hestia’s face fills her vision, and Hera has never seen the older goddess of hearth and fire look so cold. “I’ll kill him,” she says, hands hovering over Hera like she’s not sure where to begin. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think this would happen, I didn’t think he would – I didn’t think.”

Hera curls on her side until she can place her head in her sister’s lap. She’s not sobbing anymore, she’s never been one to fall into hysterics, but she can’t stop crying, a steady stream of tears dripping silently down her face. Hestia runs trembling hands through her hair. “Don’t,” she whispers, “I did this, this is my fault. I – I should have known better.”

Hestia’s hand cup her face, leaning over so she can look her in the eye. “This is not your fault.”

Her sister stands and picks her up in her arms. Hera tries to tell her to put her down, that Zeus will be angry if she leaves, that she did this to herself. But she falls unconscious before she can get any of it out.


Hera awakens someplace soft and warm. She opens her eyes, and she’s inside Hades’s palace. Her confusion lasts only until her memories come rushing back, and then she has to bite her lip until it bleeds to stop herself from crying out.

“Hestia brought you here. She’s returned to Olympus to cover for you both. Do not worry – Zeus doesn’t know where you are.” She turns her head, and sees the goddess of magic at her side. Hecate smiles, “I have mended you, do not worry. All is well.”

All is not well. That statement is so far from true, and her instant urge is to crush Hecate to dust for the audacity. Before she can make up her mind one way or the other, there’s a soft knock on the door. It opens to reveal her elder brother. “I have something that belongs to you,” he says, and Here focuses on the bundle in the crook of his elbow.

Her baby’s corpse. She’s relieved someone thought to get it. Her heart feels like lead, and all the control she’d had over her emotions is gone instantly. She hopes they’ll leave her alone to hold the body of her child and weep.

Hades gingerly sits on the edge of the bed, and Hecate rises to help Hera prop herself up so she’s at least sitting. “He’s a strong little thing,” Hades says, and Hera doesn’t understand.

Then a warm, wriggling baby is placed in her arms. He’s got great big eyes and his mouth splits into a toothless grin when he sees her. “He’s alive,” she says numbly.

“Not without sacrifice,” Hecate says softly, and reaches over to undo the blanket he’s swaddled in.

Her son has no legs below his knees.

“Zeus’s lightning bolt didn’t kill him, but we cannot return what was lost,” Hades says, pained. “When he’s older, maybe we can do something, give him something in place of legs. But for now, there’s nothing I can do.”

The king of the underworld is the most powerful god after her husband. Hera knows that, even if Zeus doesn’t. If Hades can’t do anything about her son’s legs, then no can. But he’s alive, Zeus didn’t manage to kill him, and Hera finds herself so grateful that she’s holding a smiling, living child that she can’t be anything but relieved. Her son is alive, and happy. He doesn’t need legs.

“I can’t bring him back to Olympus,” she looks up at them, “Can you find someone to raise him? Someone you trust?”

She doesn’t trust anyone, so it can’t be her choosing.

“You’re going back to him?” Hecate demands, “Hestia said – but I thought for sure – you don’t have to! Don’t go back to him!”

“I must,” she holds her son to her chest, and he reaches out with chubby hands to tug at her hair. “I am the goddess of marriage, and he is my husband.”

Hecate stares, aghast. “Don’t – don’t, Hera. Please. Stay here. Hades will protect you.”

She looks up at her brother, and he raises an eyebrow. He would protect her, he would put himself in between her and Zeus’s wrath if she asked him to. But she won’t, and she thinks he knows it. She says, “I am Hera of the Heights, of Argos, of the Mound. I am the cow eyed, white armed goddess of marriage and of family. I am Hera, queen of the gods.” She looks down at her son, and her heart clenches, because for now a title that cannot be afforded to her is that of mother. “I will not abandon my dominion, nor my husband. I will return to Mount Olympus.”

“But you don’t love him,” Hecate says helplessly.

Hera stares, baffled that anyone could think her marriage had anything to do with love. “Of course not. But this isn’t about love. It’s about power.”

The goddess of magic swallows, then says, “I will raise him.”

Even Hades is surprised by that. “Hecate?”

“I will raise him,” she repeats, “He will stay with me, safe in the underworld where Zeus cannot find him, until he’s old enough and strong enough to protect himself.”

“Thank you,” Hera says, and lowers her head enough to kiss the top of her son’s head. “Tell him that I’m the one that threw him from Olympus.” When she looks up, Hades is resigned while Hecate looks on in horror. “Tell him, tell everyone. I gave birth to a hideous son, and I threw him from Olympus. His legs were crushed in the fall. I did this. Zeus tried to stop me, but could not.”

“Why?” Hecate asks.

Hera smiles down at her son, her heart full with a helpless sort of love. “So that when he ventures from the safety of the underworld, Zeus will have no reason to hurt him. So that when he comes to Olympus, Zeus will be unable to hurt him without explaining he was the one that tried to kill him in the first place.” She runs the back of her finger down his cheek, and he grabs it, his little fist holding onto her. “Blame me, and he will be safe.”

Hecate looks like she wants to argue. Hades puts a hand on her shoulder and asks Hera, “What’s his name?”

Her son smiles, and tugs at her hand, the beginnings of a giggle gurgling in his throat.

“His name is Hephaestus.”


When she returns, she no longer has any patience for Zeus’s mortals. When before she had only inconvenienced them, now she’s not playing any games. Those that do not die end up wishing they had, and she’s especially vindictive to any mortal carrying her husband’s child.

She sits on her throne, waiting, a smirk curled around the corner of her lips.

Zeus barges in and charges towards her. He’s so angry smoke is rising off his skin. “You,” he hisses, “this is your doing.”

“Whatever do you mean?” she asks, unflinching when he slams his hands on either side of her head, crushing the back of her throne with the force of it.

“She and the children are dead,” he snarls, “my children are dead! I know this is your doing, it reeks of your handiwork.”

Hera slides forward to the edge of her throne, their faces nearly touching, and spreads her legs. He flexes his hands, because even at his most furious he still wants her. She is his wife and his queen. She banishes her clothing so she’s spread out before him, hair piled high and jewelry glinting around her neck. “What are you going to do about it?”

He kisses her hard enough to bruise, and Hera crosses her legs around his back, urging him closer. “Why are you doing this?” he hisses, mouthing at her neck, because he hates her even as he loves her, hates her because he loves her, and loves her because he hates her.

She waits until he’s inside her to lick the shell of his ear and whisper, “My child, or no child at all, husband.”

When he breaks her skin with his teeth, she only laughs.

They do this to each other. Maybe they are meant to be together.

gods and monsters series part xv

read more from the gods and monsters series here

÷ Sentence Starters
  • "I was born inside a small town."
  • "Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride."
  • "And when the world's against me, is when I really come alive."
  • "I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up."
  • "I look in the mirror, questioning what I've become."
  • "I'm well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me."
  • "I am happy on my own so here I'll stay."
  • "I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs."
  • "I chased the picture perfect life, I think they painted it wrong."
  • "I think that money is the route of all evil, and fame is hell."
  • "Ain't nobody want to see you down in the dumps."
  • "You're living your dream and this should be fun."
  • "I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become."
  • "I guess you know I've been away."
  • "Where I'm heading, who knows?"
  • "My heart will stay the same."
  • "I was younger then."
  • "I found my heart and broke it here."
  • "I can't wait to go home."
  • "I miss the way you make me feel."
  • "We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill."
  • "Had my first kiss on a Friday night... I don't reckon I did it right."
  • "Maybe I came on too strong."
  • "Maybe I waited too long."
  • "Maybe I played my cards wrong."
  • "Baby I apologise for it."
  • "I've been known to give my all."
  • "Don't call me baby unless you mean it."
  • "Don't tell me you need me if you don't believe it."
  • "So let me know the truth before I dive right into you."
  • "You're a mystery."
  • "I have traveled the world and there's no other girl like you."
  • "What's your history?"
  • "Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? 'Cause I heard you do."
  • "The club isn't the best place to find a lover."
  • "Girl, you know I want your love."
  • "Your love was handmade for somebody like me."
  • "I may be crazy, don't mind me."
  • "Boy, let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put that body on me."
  • "I'm in love with the shape of you."
  • "We push and pull like a magnet do."
  • "I'm in love with your body."
  • "Now my bedsheets smell like you."
  • "Although my heart is falling, too, I'm in love with your body."
  • "I never knew you were the someone waiting for me."
  • "We were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was."
  • "I will not give you up this time."
  • "Darling, just kiss me slow."
  • "Darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know."
  • "She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home."
  • "We are still kids, but we're so in love."
  • "I know we'll be alright this time."
  • "Be my girl, I'll be your man."
  • "I see my future in your eyes."
  • "I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "I know I have met an angel in person."
  • "You look perfect tonight."
  • "Baby, I just want to dance."
  • "She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar."
  • "You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool."
  • "She kissed me like there was nobody else in the room."
  • "I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine."
  • "I swear I'm going to put you in a song that I write."
  • "You look happier."
  • "I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours."
  • "Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain't nobody love you like I do."
  • "Promise that I will not take it personal if you're moving on with someone new."
  • "You look happier, you do, my friends told me one day I'll feel it, too."
  • "I'll smile to hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you."
  • "Everything's reminding me of you."
  • "You're happier, aren't you?"
  • "I know that there's others that deserve you, but my darling, I am still in love with you."
  • "I know I was happier with you."
  • "I knew one day you'd fall for someone new."
  • "If he breaks your heart like lovers do, just know that I'll be waiting here for you."
  • "Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means."
  • "But I heard he makes you happy so that's fine by me."
  • "I'm just keeping it real."
  • "I'll be trying not to double tap, from way back, cause I know that's where the trouble's at."
  • "Let me remind you of the days when you used to hold my hand and when we sipped champagne."
  • "I guess if you were Lois Lane, I wasn't superman, just a young boy trying to be loved."
  • "If it was meant to be, you wouldn't be calling me up trying to fuck."
  • "I'm positive that he don't wanna know about me."
  • "I know you're missing all this kind of love."
  • "In the back of the club kissing a boy that ain't him."
  • "You're still a young girl trying to be loved."
  • "When you're with him I know you're lonely."
  • "Please, remember you're still free, to make the choice and leave."
  • "She is the sweetest thing that I know."
  • "You should see the way she holds me when the lights go low."
  • "Oh we're in love, aren't we?"
  • "I feel safe when you're holding me near."
  • "Love the way that you conquer your fear."
  • "You know hearts don't break around here."
  • "Spent my summer time beside her, and the rest of the year the same."
  • "She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home."
  • "I'm not scared of passing over or the thought of growing old, because from now until I go, every night I'll kiss you."
  • "We could change this whole world with a piano."
  • "I'm just a boy with a one-man show."
  • "Love could change the world in a moment."
  • "The revolution's coming, it's a minute away."
  • "I know, I'm all for people following their dreams."
  • "The future's in the hands of you and me."
  • "You are the one, girl."
  • "How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?"
  • "So tell me that you love me, too."
  • "We were sat upon our best friend's roof, I had both of my arms round you, watching the sunrise replace the moon."
  • "We were sitting in a parked car, stealing kisses in the front yard."
  • "I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up."
  • "A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved."
  • "I hope that I see the world as you did."
  • "A life with love is a life that's been lived."
  • "I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine."
  • "We're going somewhere where the sun is shining bright."
  • "You're like something that God has sent me."
  • "I lost my shoes last night, I don't know where I put my keys."
  • "I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time."
  • "My heart is breaking at the seams and I'm coming apart now."
  • "Always say what's on your mind."
  • "I was twenty four years old when I met the woman I would call my own."
  • "Her daddy said, 'No, you can't marry my daughter.'"
  • "I'm gonna marry the woman I love."
  • "Never had I seen such beauty before."
  • "I never worried about the king and crown."
  • "I gave all my oxygen to people that could breath."
  • "I gave away my money and now we don't even speak."
  • "I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me."
  • "Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels."
  • "I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills."
  • "All the ones that love me, they just left me on the shelf."
  • "So before I save someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "I'm here again, between the devil and the danger."
  • "Before I blame someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "Before I love someone else, I've got to love myself."
FBI Friday

Title: Contagious

Description: You (the reader) and Spencer Reid are in an established relationship. Reid’s nightmares are getting worse, and one night while you are comforting him, you finally get him to open up about what happens in the nightmares.

A/N: Warning because this is pretty graphic, although not anymore than the show itself. Probably much less graphic actually, because there’s no actual visual.

You woke up in the middle of the night, wondering what had disturbed your rest. You quickly realized that Spencer was sitting up in bed and breathing hard.

“Another nightmare?” you asked, rolling over to face him. He winced.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” His voice was strained and shaky.

Keep reading

Don't Tell Phil!

Summary: Dan comes home drunk and Phil is less than thrilled. 

Genre: Pure fluff

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1552

A/N: This is just a short fic I wrote based very loosely on something that happened with my sister and her boyfriend and I thought it was v cute so I wrote a fic about it. Enjoy! xx

Keep reading

Favorite Lyrics from Ed Sheeran's album "Divide"

Eraser : The world may be filled with hate, but keep erasing it now, somehow.

Castle On The Hill : I found my heart and broke it here. Made friends and lost them through the years.

Dive : I could fall or I could fly, here in your aeroplane. And I could live, I could die, hanging on the words you say.

Shape Of You : I’m in love with the shape of you. We push and pull like a magnet do, although my heart is falling too.

Perfect : I found a lover to carry more than just my secrets. To carry love, to carry children of our own.

Galway Girl : I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine.Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine as we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night.

Happier : Cause baby you look happier, you do. My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too. And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you.

New Man : You’re still a young girl trying to be loved, so let me give it to you.

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here : Well, I found love in the inside the arms of a woman I know. She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home, and I’m not scared of passing over or the thought of growing old.

What Do I Know? : I’ll paint the picture let me set the scene. I know, I’m all for people following their dreams, just re-remember life is more than fitting in your jeans, it’s love and understanding positivity.

How Would You Feel (Paean) : How would you feel, if I told you I loved you? It’s just something that I want to do. I’ll be taking my time, spending my life, falling deeper in love with you. So tell me that you love me too.

Supermarket Flowers : Oh, I’m in pieces. It’s tearing me up, but I know a heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved.

Barcelona : I fell in love with the sparkle in the moonlight reflected in your beautiful eyes, I guess that is destiny doing it right.

Bibia Be Ye Ye : My heart is breaking at the seams and I’m coming apart now.

Nancy Mulligan: From her snow white streak in her jet black hair, over sixty years I’ve been loving her.

Save Myself : Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels. I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills. And all the ones that love me, they just left me on the shelf, no farewell. So before I save someone else, I’ve got to save myself.

Ed Sheeran sentence starters
  • "I saw a shooting star and thought of you."
  • "You were lying next to me, I looked across and fell in love."
  • "If you wanna put this on me, that’s fine, I never blamed you for anything at all."
  • "The world looks better through your eyes."
  • "It's only been one night of love and maybe that is not enough."
  • "If I fall for you, would you fall too?"
  • "It's not a homeless life for me, it's just I'm home less than I'd like to be."
  • "I haven't slept for the past week, two hours ain't enough for me."
  • "I'm drunk off last nights whisky and coke."
  • "You can stay with me forever or you could stay with me for now."
  • "Outside the day is up and calling, but I don't have to be so, please go back to sleep."
  • "Never been better since all the therapy."
  • "And you know, if I let you go, I'll still keep you safe."
  • "You are the one I fall asleep with but never wake up to."
  • "The worst things in life come free to us."
  • "I wanna be drunk when I wake up on the right side of the wrong bed."
  • "What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all."
  • "I know I'll never hold you like I used to."
  • "I'll be drunk again to feel a little love."
  • "I know you'll never love me like you used to."
  • "I found your hair band on my bedroom floor, the only evidence that you've been here before."
  • "I don't drink like everybody else, I do it to forget things about myself."
  • "There's no chance that we'll work it out."
  • "I said that's fine, but you're the only one that knows I lied."
  • "Everybody said we'd be together forever."
  • "Everything's great and everything's sure, but you live in your halls and I live in a tour bus."
  • "Pain is only relevant if it still hurts."
  • "If I was gonna go somewhere, I'd be there by now."
  • "I should ink my skin with your name."
  • "I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles."
  • "You should never cut your hair 'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder."
  • "You will never know just how beautiful you are to me."
  • "Maybe you're hoping for a fairy tale, too."
  • "This is the start of something beautiful."
  • "And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm."
  • "I'm out of touch, I'm out of love."
  • "I think I love you better now."
  • "Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd."
  • "Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures."
  • "You need me, man, I don’t need you."
  • "Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah."
  • "People think that I’m bound to blow up."
  • "I haven’t got a house, plus I live on a couch."
  • "They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator."
  • "Settle down with me, and I'll be your safety, you'll be my lady."
  • "I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet."
  • "Give me love like her, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone."
  • "All I want is the taste that your lips allow."
  • "Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more."
  • "It's been a while but I still feel the same... maybe I should let you go."
  • "Another love that's gone to waste."
  • "If I kissed you, will your mouth read this truth?"
  • "Darling, how I miss you."
  • "You made me scream, but then I made you cry."
  • "Maybe you should learn to love her like the way you wanna be loved."
  • "I never told her that I liked the way she dances slightly out of time and pretends she knows the words to a song she's never heard."
  • "You’re not her, though I try to see you differently."
  • "I will try to find another one who suited me as well as her."
  • "We never even tried, we never even talked, we never even thought in the long run."
  • "Whenever it was painful, whenever I was away, I’d miss you."
  • "I didn't mean to break your heart."
  • "Everybody falls apart sometimes."
  • "I know you've found another one, but won't you just hold me tonight."
  • "They don't know we don't speak anymore."
  • "I will stop trying to fall in love again... it never works out anyway."
  • "But I am not anything like I was."
  • "I don't wanna lose a lover and friend in one night if that's alright."
  • "I shouldn't have fucked with your mind and your life too many times."
  • "I never meant to sleep around, I was just lonely."
  • "When I see my future, it is with you."
  • "We're not friends, nor have we ever been."
  • "If they find out, will it all go wrong?"
  • "We're not friends, we could be anything."
  • "Friends don't treat me like you do."
  • "Tell me that you turned down the man who asked for your hand 'cause you're waiting for me."
  • "I know, you're gonna be away a while, but I've got no plans at all to leave."
  • "Just promise me, you'll never leave again."
  • "Just promise me, you'll always be a friend."
  • "Everything changes, but we'll be strangers if we see this through."
  • "I've been sat with you for most of the night, ignoring everybody here."
  • "Don't you worry if I disappear."
  • "I'm not really looking for another mistake."
  • "I was never looking for a friend."
  • "Maybe you could swing by my room around ten, baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin."
  • "Baby, if you wanted me then you should've just said."
  • "Maybe we'll go together and just figure it out."
  • "Trust and respect is what we do this for."
  • "You didn't need to take him to bed that's all."
  • "I never saw him as a threat until you disappeared with him to have sex of course."
  • "It's not like we were both on tour, we were staying on the same fucking hotel floor."
  • "I wasn't looking for a promise or commitment, but it was never just fun and I thought you were different."
  • "This is not the way you realize what you wanted."
  • "It's a bit too much, too late if I'm honest."
  • "Getting high as two kites when we needed to breathe."
  • "I'd disappear, you'd call me selfish, I understand but I can't help it."
  • "So we can either deal with the pain and wait to get on a plane."
  • "You should go, 'cause I ain't ever coming home."
  • "I've been livin' on the road, but then again you should know."
  • "You won't ever be alone... wait for me to come home."
  • "Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul."
  • "When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me."
  • "How'd I get so faded?"
  • "I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream."
  • "I've been looking for a lover, thought I'd find her in a bottle."
  • "I'll be feeling this tomorrow."
  • "You look so wonderful in your dress, I love your hair like that."
  • "We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much."
  • "You got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us."
  • "All that you are is all that I'll ever need."
  • "Just don’t expect me back this evening."
  • "I love him from my skin to my bones but I don’t wanna live in his home."
  • "I was raised to keep quiet."
  • "I don't wanna hate you."
  • "I kind of knew you liked the dude from private school."
  • "I knew he had his eyes on you."
  • "He's not the right guy for you."
  • "Don't hate me 'cause I write the truth."
  • "I would never lie to you but it was never fine to lose you."
  • "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet."
  • "Fact is you're mad at me because I backtrack so casually."
  • "You're practically my family, if we married then I'll guess you'd have to be."
  • "Tragically our love just lost the will to live, but would I kill to give it one more shot? I think not."
  • "I don't love you, baby, I don't need you... I don't want you anymore."
  • "I'm not cut out for life on the road 'cause I didn't know I'd miss you this much."
  • "I guess I'm not the man that you need."
  • "Ever since you went to uni, I've been sofa surfing with a rucksack full of less cash and I guess that could get bad."
  • "When I broke the industry, that's when I broke your heart."
  • "I was supposed to chart and celebrate, but good things are over fast."
  • "I tend to turn you off and switch on my professional features, then I turn the music off and all I'm left with is to pick up my personal pieces."
  • "Success is nothing if you have no one left to share it with."
  • "I know you have a day job, but mine is 24/7."
  • "I still love you and I need you by my side if I could."
  • "The irony is if my career and music didn't exist, in 6 years, you'd probably be my wife with a kid."
  • "I'll die from a thrill, go down in history as just a wasted talent."
  • "Eventually I'll be fine, I know that it was never meant to be."
  • "These things happen for a reason and you can't change shit."
  • "Take my apology, I'm sorry for the honesty, but I had to get this off my chest."
  • "I will be loving you 'til we're 70."
  • "People fall in love in mysterious ways."
  • "I fall in love with you every single day."
  • "For four years I never had a place to stay."
  • "At 16 years old, I moved out of my home."
  • "I tattooed the lyrics onto my arm."
  • "I'll hold ya and you'll think of him."
  • "I'll never trust you again, you can just be a friend."
  • "If we should die tonight, then we should all die together."
I’ll Be Good - Part 12

Masterlist -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 11  -  Part 13

Summary: Series - You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op. Chapter – After a conflict with Steve and Tony about your place among the team in which you revealed more than you’d planned about your past, you’re ready to run but Bucky tries to persuade you to stay.

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1801

Author’s Note: Ah yes, we’ve arrived at Angstville, U.S.Angst. @marvelatmytrash here you go, here is your sledgehammer moment. I am so unsure about this, yet again. It’s like angst and sort of fluff? and I don’t know if it’s over the top. It’s just 100% feels and character thoughts. Ugh, I dunno. Hopefully you all like it anyway. I suppose you’ve all earned some touchy-feely fluff from me after all the angst lately. :) I just don’t know if I’m any good at it. Bleh! Second guessing here. Just going to hit post before I delete this for another rewrite…

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

You stood beside the bed with your back to the door, clutching the getaway bag you’d kept stashed away. It was sparse given your limited access to the compound, given that you were evidently still half a prisoner. You could sense Bucky in the doorway, watching you fade away.

What choice did you have but to run? You had finally been honest, and it had only earned you sharp looks of alarm and disapproval from Steve and Tony, the self-righteous heroes and leaders of this group. Their reaction was your signal; you knew immediately that it wouldn’t be safe for you to stay anymore.

“Y/N please, don’t go,” he pleaded, stepping quietly into the room, coming to a stop just behind you, inches away. His fingers wound around your wrist, silently petitioning you to drop the bag.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

fatal if it's not too much can u write some short jikook drabble for me rn ?? I'll be going on a trip and will return after 3 months. I'll most likely not have internet. I just want to read something from you before I leave. It's just that your writing gives me so much joy. It doesn't necessarily have to be a drabble. Like talk about how you see jikook if you want? Anything is fine. Take care <3 And also sorry for this ask and my poor english.

aahhh, oh my god :( i’d be really sad without internet for 3 months but i sincerely hope you have a wonderful trip!!!! i’m…not great at writing on the spot! but i’ll share two snippets of two different wips with you okay!!! idk if they’ll be much but i hope they help and i really hope you enjoy your trip a lot, darling!!!!!

also!!! your english is wonderful. please never apologise for your english okay!!!! you’re doing great!!!

i stuck the snippets under a read more n___n

Keep reading

  • "They say she's in the class A Team"
  • "The worst things in life come free to us"
  • "It's too cold outside for angels to fly"
  • "It's too cold outside for angles to die"
  • "I wanna be drunk when I wake up on the right side of the wrong bed"
  • "You have your mother's eyes"
  • "My 3 words have 2 meanings"
  • "Out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now"
  • "Give me love"
  • "Maybe tonight I'll call ya after my blood turns into alcohol"
  • "I just wanna hold ya"
  • "All I want is the taste that your lips allow"
  • "Give me love like never before"
  • "It's been awhile but I still feel the same"
  • "Maybe I should let you go"
  • "I'll never leave again"
  • "You are the only one"
  • "Promise me you'll always be a friend"
  • "I wanna feel your love"
  • "For tonight, I wanna fall in love"
  • "I'm a mess a right now"
  • "I messed up this time"
  • "Don't fuck with my love"
  • "I'm not really looking for another mistake"
  • "You didn't need to take him to bed"
  • "I never saw him as a threat until you disappeared with him to have sex"
  • "I thought you were different"
  • "It's a bit too late if I'm honest"
  • "You should go 'cause I ain't ever coming home"
  • "I swear it will get easier"
  • "You won't ever be alone"
  • "I won't ever let you go"
  • "Wait for me to come home"
  • "You can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were 16, next to your heartbeat where I should be"
  • "I will remember how you kissed me under the lamppost back on sixth street"
  • "We are surrounded by all of these lies and people that talk too much"
  • "All that you are is all that I'll ever need"
  • "I wanna runaway with you"
  • "I don't want to hate you"
  • "He's not the right guy for you"
  • "It was never fine to lose you"
  • "I won't be changing the subject, I love it"
  • "I'll make your little secret public"
  • "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep within your closet to get back at me"
  • "Fact is you're mad at me because I backtracked so casually"
  • "You're practically my family"
  • "Tragically our love just lost the will to live"
  • "I don't love you"
  • "I don't need you"
  • "I don't want you"
  • "I don't wanna love you"
  • "Good things are over fast"
  • "Success is nothing if there's no one left to share with you"
  • "I still love you"
  • "I will be loving you 'til we're 70"
  • "My heart could still fall as hard at 23"
  • "People fall in love in mysterious ways"
  • "I fall in love with you every single day"
  • "Maybe we found love right where we are"
  • "You're a soul who could never grow old"
  • "Darling hold me in your arms the way you did last night"
  • "I could look into your eyes until the sun comes up"
  • "With your body next to mine, our hearts will beat as one"
  • "Kiss me like you wanna be loved"
  • "We're falling in love"

anonymous asked:

Okay, you want angst, I'll give you angst, for both your happiness and mine! ;) How about a scenario where the boys are not paying attention and don't see a car coming when they cross the road and their s/o pushes them out of the way, only to get hit instead and a sad ending where the s/o gives up her life for her love? You wanted angst and I delivered! ;) For Noya, Lev, Oikawa, and Bokuto, please? 😈 Thanks! ❥

This is super long because I love angst scenarios like these ;u;

I tried my best to not make it too repetative, but they kinda are.


“Haha, wait for me Noya!” You laughed as you ran after him who was laughing along with you. “Maybe if you can catch me!” He exclaimed as he continued to run around town with you. 

You loved this, running around town fooling and joking around with Nishinoya. You loved the rush that went through your body as you ran with no care in the world like you were flying away leaving all your problems behind.

The breeze felt nice in your hair as you watched Nishinoya’s back, trying to catch up to him. He’s always had so much energy and you loved that about him. 

There was a stop light ahead and Nishinoya waited briefly until it had turned green again and signaled for pedestrians to cross, you still trying to catch up to him.

Your breathing was heavy as each foot landed on the sidewalk, one after the other. Nishinoya was still far ahead of you and he ran so carefree and happy, you wanted to catch up.

But something was off.

All you could hear was your breathing as you watched the truck speed down the road, not stopping for the red light it had. Any minute it would head straight for Nishinoya and there would be nothing you could do about it.

“Noya! Stop running!” You screamed as you forced your body to run passed its limits. Nishinoya didn’t understand though, he continued to run forward, “What are you saying?” 

Your heart stopped beating and your breath was caught in your throat as you ran your fastest and finally caught up, throwing your arms in front of you to push the male out of the way,

“Yuu! Look out!”

It seemed as if time had stood still as he felt his body hit the ground. All he could hear was ringing around him and everything looked blurry as he sat up and looked around for you, “(Name)?” 

“Sir are you okay?!” People came running by to the scene to help, some running over towards Nishinoya to help him onto his feet. “I’m fine, just a little scratched.” 

He looked around for you, but couldn’t seem to find you. What had just happened?

Something seemed to have sparked in his mind as his eyes widened in shock. He remembered you pushing him out of the way before the truck slammed into you, throwing you a few feet before you continued to tumble and roll onto the street.

Gasping, he ran over towards the truck and found you surrounded by multiple people trying to keep you alive. Blood pooled around you and the street as you tried your best to stay awake.

“She’s my girlfriend!” Nishinoya cried as he pushed his ay through the crowd reaching over to hold you, “(Name)! (Name)!” He cried as you slowly opened up your eyes to look at him.

“You’re okay.” You say happily as you brought your hand up to caress his cheek, “I’m so..glad..you’re okay.” It took you multiple breaths to be able to spill your words out to him. 

You retracted your arm back as you closed your eyes to take in another breath, but it was extremely difficult to do so. Nishinoya grabbed your hand in his and squeezed it.

You felt rain drops on your face before they rolled off your cheeks. Opening your eyes again, you saw Nishinoya crying over you as he held you. “I’m so sorry,” He sobbed, squeezing your hand so more, “It’s all my fault.” 

You smiled gently at him, “I just…want you safe..Don’t forget that..I love you, Yuu.” Your eyes gently closed as your head fell back into his arms, Nishinoya shook his head before leaning down to hug your body.

“I love you too.”

Keep reading

@fandomsofall14:  can you do 14 where fitz says it to jemma?

You got it! Here’s some post Framework with the least amount of angst I could muster. 

14, “Please, just, don’t ever leave me again.”


Jemma’s eyes fluttered open, her ears catching the sound of Fitz’s cry, his body lying restless beside her.

“Fitz…” she muttered, her eyes trying to open to see him.

No,” Fitz growled under his breath. Jemma being able to see through dark just little more clearly, she rested her hand on his chest to see his eyes were closed. “No, please,” he hissed, his face contorted, his dream putting him under distress.

Jemma’s heart ached. Ever since Fitz had come out of the Framework, when awake, he’d been almost completely normal. Aside from his constant need to be beside Jemma at all times, and his persistent apologies that came at random. Because of how they all left the Framework, Fitz didn’t remember too much of himself when inside. Jemma thanked the stars for that, knowing Fitz would have never been able to live with himself if he did. However, he remembered enough things to feel awful for everything that happened, along with his guilt for creating the tech in the first place.

But for the past week, Fitz had been remembering. Only not when awake, but in his dreams. At least that was all she could figure of it; he never seemed to remember his dreams the next day so there was no way to actually know. But the things he would yell, her name, his dads name, Ophelia’s name…

NO, Jemma-” Fitz jerked forward, but he remained asleep. His breathing started to become heavy and she couldn’t stand it anymore. He had trouble falling asleep, always had, but she couldn’t continue letting him have nightmares of her.

Jemma brushed his face with her hand, whispering, “Fitz, I’m right here.”

He winced, twisting his neck so his nose could nuzzle into her palm. “Please,”

“Please what, Fitz?” She shook his shoulder just slightly, a gentle nudge for his body to release him from his slumber. “You’re safe. We’re safe.”

That finally brought Fitz to jolt forward, his eyes wide open, the crystal blue of his irises still managing to shine through the darkness. He scrunched his brow, looking at her disoriented. “Jemma, what-?”

She gave him a soft smile, caressing the side of his face with her hand again. “You were having a nightmare.”

“I…” Fitz, sitting up slightly, rubbed his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “Yeah, I remember.”

Jemma was surprised, her mouth slightly agape. He never remembered his dreams – or at least, that’s what he always told her. Fitz now sat up completely, his back facing her. He buried his face in his hands and just sat there, silently. She waited a moment, to give him some time to himself, before sitting herself up and wrapping her arms around his rib cage, pressing her mouth to his shoulder blade. She placed a kiss on his white cotton shirt, smelling like nothing but of him, and she whispered, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Fitz shook his head, uncovering his face from his hands so he could take a hold of her, his arms topped over hers as he gripped her fingers in his. “Doesn’t matter.”

“I beg to differ,” Jemma rested her chin on his shoulder. “You know what Doctor Barnes said, it’s better to talk about –”

“I know what he said, Jemma.” He snapped, though his voice was still gentle and kind. He let out a graveled breath and said, “M’sorry. I just … I don’t really understand it.”

She gave him a tight squeeze. “Then tell me. Maybe I can help.”

Fitz shook his head again, choosing to stay quiet. Jemma knew he was still processing, though, so she tried not to push him too hard. He didn’t work things out like most people – every problem was calculated all in his head. Only problem was, sometimes he chose not to work them out at all, but just compress. She didn’t want him to back track to when he was recovering from hypoxia, so, she tended to push.

She then felt Fitz shift, turning his body so Jemma could cuddle into his side instead. As she did so, Fitz brought them back down to lay on the bed – Jemma curled up in his side, her head burrowed into the crook of his neck, her hand on his heart. Fitz clasped her hand in his and she could tell he was fixing to speak. “Ever since everything, I keep having these dreams of us in the Framework, but I’m just … me. I’m normal and everything, ya know? And you enter the room, and I go up to hug you, so relieved you’re all right, and you just … leave. You look at me like you don’t even recognize me. Things change here and there, sometimes AIDA’s there, sometimes my dad, but no matter what happens – you just always … leave.

“Fitz,” Jemma says so hushed she would be surprised if he heard her. She took a stronger grip on him and said, “I would never-”

“No, I know, Jemma.” His arm around her tighten. “I don’t think it’s a fear that you’ll leave me willingly,” she could his voice crack as he says, “It’s more that you’ll leave by force. By …” he hesitates, and Jemma knows exactly what he was going to say. “I can’t lose you, Jemma. Not again.”

She could feel tears sting her eyes as she peppered kisses along his neck, up his pulse point, reaching up to his jaw line. “You won’t.”

And Jemma believed that. She didn’t let the Framework separate them, Fitz didn’t let an alien planet separate them. Nothing was going to tear them apart. She would never let it.

They laid there, bodies tangled together, souls intertwined. They lay in silence, holding each other, until they start to drift back into a deep sleep.

Before Jemma had fallen asleep completely, she heard Fitz grumble out a, “Please Jemma, just, don’t ever leave me again.” When her eyes angled up, she saw he was fast asleep, dreaming. This time though, his words didn’t sound desperate and scared, but more … serene.

She held onto him with everything she had, buried her face further into his neck, and whispered, “I’ll always be with you, Fitz.”

Fitz’s hold on Jemma gripped even tighter, and Jemma soon found herself lost in her own peaceful dreams. They were always peaceful, as long as Fitz was with her.

Fitz never slept a restless night again.

Send me a prompt from my list here!

Keaton Henson sentence starters
  • "Do you know who you are?"
  • "Do you know your lip shakes when you're mad?"
  • "You don't like to be touched, let alone kissed."
  • "Does his love make your head spin?"
  • "It seems as though I'm on my own."
  • "I'm losing friends."
  • "I know that there's friction between me and you."
  • "I know that you're uncomfortable."
  • "I know it's hard for you to tell me the truth, but while we are doing so... I love you."
  • "You love to argue, you can't play guitar, but still, let me tell you that I love who you are."
  • "Love, I hope you are well."
  • "At least we now both have a story to tell."
  • "I feel you know me better than most."
  • "In spite of real distance, we'll always be close."
  • "I walked through the rain for you, you said to go home."
  • "Miss you terribly already."
  • "I hope for your life, you forget about mine."
  • "Please forget me, you were right, dear. I am cold and self-involved."
  • "I'll write my loneliness in poems, if I can just think how to start."
  • "I still worry more about you."
  • "I am rude and unkind."
  • "It's been four years and it does not end."
  • "I still felt alone, but I knew that you'd be there."
  • "I loved her more than I love myself."
  • "She is with another guy."
  • "I won't dance 'til you hold me."
  • "Please, don't leave me."
  • "I'm sorry, can't make your party."
  • "I'm afraid I'd kill your lover while your back was turned."
  • "So this is where you wanted to be, and it's a goddamn shame that you're not here with me."
  • "I see pictures now of the two of you and it makes me sick."
  • "Damn, I love you."
  • "Here's to you, you miserable fuck."
  • "Drink up, so we can both finally die."
  • "She's as stubborn as winter and as kind as the sun."
  • "Why was she listening to someone like me?"
  • "I know I'm awful, I can't even cry."
  • "You're my best friend, I'll love you til one of us dies."
  • "Teach me how to love you."
  • "I'll learn not to look at you with scorn."
  • "Don't expect me to change."
  • "I never loved you enough."
  • "This feels right and I'm letting it."
  • "I will not tire of you."
  • "Turns out that nothing is fair."
  • "You can leave me if you wish, but I'm not going anywhere."
  • "I am a fragile one."
  • "Please do not break my heart, I think it's had enough pain to last the rest of my life."
  • "You don't have to make any promises."
  • "If you must die, sweetheart, die knowing your life was my life's best part."
  • "I can see in your eyes that you mean it."
  • "All of these years you've been lonely."
  • "You are right, I've been looking as well, babe, I'm not looking for you."
  • "I'm just as damn disappointed as you."
  • "I'm truly alone and I like it."
  • "Though we're young, I feel eighty years old."
  • "Your arms around me are keeping me warm, but baby, I'm still feeling cold."
  • "You're kind and you're beautiful, too."
  • "I feel in some way I do love you but babe, I'm not in love with you."
  • "You seem to look through me, I wonder what you see."
  • "I wish I could stay with you."
  • "I wish I could wake at dawn to see you without make up on."
  • "You look the best today."
  • "I've been right here waiting for you to wake up."
  • "You think you're better than them."
  • "I hope you end up missing me."
  • "Your friends will always just be in your way."
  • "I'm just getting started, let me offend."
  • "The devil's got nothing on me, my friend."
  • "All I want is to be left alone."
  • "Sweetheart, what have you done to us?"
  • "Oh please, just come here, don't fight with me."
  • "Baby, please don't look at me like that."
  • "I will see you in the morning."
  • "Don't think of me like that, just picture me leaving and not coming back."
  • "This is your home now so don't you forget."
  • "I did it all for you."
  • "I'll do my best to teach you to fly."
  • "Come on baby, make me fall in love with you."
  • "I guess we can make it all the way."
  • "Turns out we don't belong after all."
  • "This feels different than it felt before."
  • "Guess that you were just expecting more, come on, you knew me, what'd you do that for?"
  • "I am selfish to my very core."
  • "I'm so damn scared of dying without you."
  • "Don't lie, I know we're fixing to die."
  • "I'll smile and pretend and won't show to the crowd."
  • "No, I won't be the damnedest bit fucking surprised."
  • "I won't give up, not until I'm holding you."
  • "Don't let go of my hand."

anonymous asked:

Hey (°∇°)ノ if it's not much trouble, how about RFA+ V and Saeran learning that MC had an abusive family and was bullied in school to the point she became terrified of people and afraid to leave home for years? ._. after much therapy I'm less afraid, but seeing people i went to school with or knew my family on the streets still makes me freeze - sometimes I can keep it together till I come home, but either way I'll end up crying and shaking t_t have a good day thoヽ(゜∇゜ヽ)

A/N: Oh no, my nonnie o(;△;)o I’m glad to hear you’re doing at least a little better!! That’s a start!! But I’m so sorry you’ve had to go through that! I’ve been in a similar situation, so if you ever need to talk or just rant about it, just shoot us a message! <3 ~Admin 404


           - yandere yoosung (can you tell i love that concept? oops)

           -How could anyone be so mean to you?? To make you fear other people???


           -WHO WOULD DO THAT TO YOU ;A;

           -When you come home upset, he immediately gets upset too

           -He feels so bad when you’re crying!! He can’t help but cry too!! BUT! He’ll suck it up and be strong for you

           -Wraps you up in a ton of blankets so you’re comfortable!

           -Makes a lot of comfort food that his mum used to make for him whenever he was sad!

           -Will put in your favourite video game and play against you!!!!

           - Says he let you win so you would feel better but in reality he totally got his ass kicked


           -HELL NO

           -NOT HIS PRINCESS!!!


           -He’s a pretty famous actor, so he’s always surrounded by a ton of people

           -Loves when you go out with him!!!!! But also respects when you can’t because you’re too anxious

           -Will always protect you from others! The moment he notices you’re uncomfortable in public he will rush you home

           -If you come home crying, he’ll run you a hot bath and let you soak in it for as long as you need to calm down!

           -Then, he’ll ask you about your day and if there’s anyone he needs to punch

           -His singing voice is so calming to you!! So he’ll sing to you for hours if needed

           -Makes you sing along because it’s so therapeutic! Even if you sing silly Disney songs, it helps you so much and it makes him happy that you can turn your frown upside down!!


           -The first time you told her about your school and home life, she felt so bad!!

           -You don’t deserve to be treated like that?? You’re a great person, they all suck

           - Lemme teach you judo, MC, so you can fight them

           -She had you describe a few of the people who would cause you to have a panic attack in public, so if she sees any one that fits even a FRACTION of that description

           -She’ll turn you around and immediately speed walk the other way

           - but jaehee the coffee shop is that way???

           -On days that you come home and break down, she immediately gets started on making you a nice cup of coffee

           -Pops in a Zen DVD, makes popcorn, and cuddles up on the couch

           -Makes you put your head on her lap! Let her wipe your tears away while you rant about your day, MC

           -She’ll research multiple different ways to help you cope with this fear, because she just wants to help and understand you better!!


           -When you first came home and broke down in the doorway, he was ready to murder someone

           -Not even hire someone to do it, just straight up do it himself

           -Who upset his Kitten? They’re as good as dead now

           -He knew about your family history, but never about the school bullying

           -He assures you that you won’t see any of them when the two of you go out, because it’s usually exclusive parties or restaurants

           -Doesn’t want you to leave without body guards! They can protect you!

           - Not to mention that you’re the nicer half of the relationship so holy shit they love you they will protect you no matter what


           -He’ll have the three of you cuddle close together in bed, and he’ll mindlessly run his fingers lightly across your body in random patterns as you describe your day

           -He’s still not very good at emotions, but he tries to comfort you the best he can!! He’ll listen with 5000000% focus, and wipe your tears away





           - okay but??? you didn’t deserve what you went through too, saeyoung;;;

           -Hacks into every single account any of these people have had on the internet

           -But never tells you about it because??? He doesn’t want to get scolded just let him protect you in the best way he can MC

           -The moment he sees even a glimmer of tears in your eyes, he’ll sweep you off your feet (literally) and carry you everywhere around the house, acting silly

           -He’ll put in your favourite movie and make stupid voices and comments about it to make you laugh

           -Kisses every single tear away if he doesn’t catch you soon enough

           -PILLOW FORTS!


           -Omg no why did you have to go through this

           -He’s a pacifist but?

           -Honestly still wants those who hurt you to feel harm themselves

           - omg that was mean of me im sorry mc

           -He likes to pick beautiful, secluded places for the two of you to visit and hang out!

           -Heartbroken when you come home crying though!

           -Will hold you close, and whisper sweet, comforting words against the top of your head

           -Holds you for hours on end, like seriously the two of you have stood in the middle of the living room holding each other close for about two hours once

           -But if you’re still crying, or if he sees your eyes slightly teary, he will not let you go, you will stay in his arms until he’s positive you’re okay!!!!

           -Always rubbing your back softly to comfort you, and remind you that he’s here for you no matter what


           -Hey, he’s been through a lot too

           -He’s also afraid of people

           -So he’s understanding if you don’t want to go out often, it’s no problem for him!

           -If you come home crying, or he sees a panic attack coming on, he takes you to the comforting privacy of your bedroom

           -Holds you so close that you can physically feel his steady heartbeat

           -He’s not very good with words, but he’s researched a few things to help you calm down

           -Makes you recite 5 things you can see, 4 things you can hear, etc. to help ground you

           - i’ll kill anyone who hurt you MC, let me at them

           -Runs his hands through your hair and will lull you to sleep so you can wake up in his arms, home, relaxed, and safe!

           -“I’m not very good with emotions or words but you’re amazing MC and the people who hurt you will have to answer to me.”

  • Scene: Altair as the Beast, Malik is Beauty (very fetching in a gown...not really). Kadar as the plot device that brings Malik to Altair's castle to be prisoner forever.
  • Malik: I honestly expected you to be so much scarier what with your frighteningly bad manners.
  • Kadar: how about we not make him angry.
  • Malik: let my brother go.
  • Altair: if you take his place.
  • Malik: ...how about I kill you and then just take my brother?
  • Altair: ...
  • Kadar: ...Malik don't make him angry he has razor sharp teeth and claws like knives. I mean, you're good in a fight and all but he could take you. He's seven foot tall.
  • Malik: fine. I'll stay if you let Kadar go.
  • Altair: Fine.
  • Altair: no, you have to go to the fabulous room in my castle
  • Malik: fuck you no i don't.
  • Altair: I WILL MAKE YOU
  • Malik: I cannot believe that bastard is holding me prisoner in this lap of luxury.
  • Malik: I can't believe you won't feed me just because I find your company literally repulsive. Why the hell do you even need me here to begin with? Were you getting lonely with nothing but the furniture to watch you throw your temper tantrums?
  • Malik: Bitch, whatever, your furniture already likes me best.
  • (Furniture: Dude we are never, ever getting this curse broken, ever.
  • Furniture 2: I miss my arms and legs. Do you think if we drug them and lock them in a room together and they have sex it'll break the spell?
  • Furniture: ...I think if we tried they'd kill one another.)
  • Altair: I don't need books I can climb walls with my CLAWS.
  • Malik: I can feel myself growing stupider every day in you company.
  • Malik: ...I think you just insulted yourself.
  • Altair: No I didn't.
  • (Furniture: how about a song? we can just sing them into falling in love.
  • Furniture 2: no we have to put one of them in mortal danger so the other one realizes they secretly have feelings for the one in danger.
  • Furniture: ...you just want an excuse to light something on fire.)
  • Altair: I'm covered in fur, dickwad
  • Malik: I cannot believe my life right now. I am literally rubbing snow on your giant naked body while your fur blows smoke up my nose.
  • Altair: Well, if you'd done something besides stand there and LAUGH we wouldn't be in this situation, would we?
  • (Furniture: oh my god.
  • Furniture 2: song or drugs. these are our choices now.)
  • Malik: did you put something in my food?
  • Altair: What is happening to my penis? Why is this happening?
  • Malik: ...are you kidding me right now?
  • Altair: I GOT CURSED AT LIKE AGE 11 OKAY. IT'S NOT LIKE SOMEONE TOOK THE TIME TO EXPLAIN A THING. Seriously though, it like wants to get closer to you.
  • Malik: you are a seven foot tall creature with three inch knives at the end of his fingers I don't think your mammoth dick will be getting anywhere near me.
  • Altair: but it wants you!
  • Malik: ...no.
  • Furniture 2: *hums a tune*)
  • Altair: So, uh, when I got cursed the lady told me that I had to find someone to love me or I'd die at age twenty one.
  • Malik: When do you turn twenty one?
  • Altair: like tomorrow.
  • Malik: ..............................................
  • Altair: I'm only telling you because the lamps have been following me around aggressively singing about it all night.
  • Malik: at least it wasn't a feather duster with a lonely solo. What kind of love are we talking about here? Like forever or I'd do you for a night kind of love?
  • Altair: I'm not really sure. It happened pretty fast, I opened the door there was this hag and I was like ew no but she got all offended, killed my parents, took my kingdom, turned my servants into objects and abandoned me here as an eleven year old beast-child.
  • Malik: ...I did not think it was possible to feel sympathy for you but I think that's what's happening.
  • Altair: yeah, you'd think she'd be all like: look here child, there's more to life than how things look, or something. I mean I was a child. Also you're really good looking so I'm not sure what the ultimate moral of the story is.
  • Malik: *shrugs*
  • (Furniture: ok, new plan. We're going to storm the village, kidnap the brother and hold him as ransom until Malik declares his true and undying love for Altair.
  • Furniture 2: *takes all the knives* I'm ready.)
  • Altair: I...am not responsible for this.
  • Malik: I cannot believe I'm being forced into a shotgun wedding by a candelabra and a clock. OH ALTAIR THE LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU IN MY HEART KNOWS NO MORTAL BOUNDS.
  • Altair: You could at least try to sound sincere.
  • Malik: whatever. get down here so I can kiss you.
  • Altair: at least I won't die without this final indignity.
  • Malik: ...*smooches Altair*
  • Altair: ...what's happening? *explodes into light, dramatically, entire castle is suddenly sparkling and pretty again, everything is awesome*
  • Malik: ...
  • Kadar: dude! kiss me!
  • Malik: what? No.
  • Kadar: you kissed him and he turned into a handsome prince with a house full of servants and an entire kingdom to obey him. Kiss me, I just want a horse and a girlfriend.
  • Malik: you are ridiculous and stupid.
  • Altair: ha! you liar. You said you didn't love me.
  • Malik: that is not what I said. I said the love that I feel for you in my heart knows no mortal bounds.
  • Altair: Yes but you were just being an asshole.
  • Malik: was I?
  • Altair: I thought?
  • Malik: maybe you shouldn't do that anymore. Now that you're man-sized and non-lethal how about we go to your room and I'll explain the whole sex thing to you.
  • Kadar: could someone untie me tho?
  • Kadar: no?
  • Kadar: that's fine.
  • Kadar: you'll come back eventually.
  • Kadar: ...won't you?
  • Kadar: MALIK!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m an independent person. But I quite like the idea of waking up in the middle of the night with your arm wrapped around me. Not protecting me, just holding me.

And when I can’t sleep, I get to admire you. I can hold my breath until our heart beats are in sync or maybe I can kiss the scar above your lip. I can count the freckles on your arms like I am an astronomer and your freckles are all of the stars in the sky. I can guess where your dreams are taking you by analyzing the crooked smile on your face.

And when I do fall asleep, I will dream about you, the last thing my eyes saw before I gave in to the exhaustion.

And when I wake up, the first thing I will see is you. Maybe you will still be sleeping soundly holding onto me, or maybe I will catch you admiring me, too.

—  Leigh, day 304

anonymous asked:

one giving the other their jacket and not getting it back from the other until it stops smelling like them. plz for rebelcaptain <3

I got two requests for one wearing the other’s clothes so this one is for both of you. I hope that you like it!

She had her own jacket emblazoned with a patch that signified her rank as Sergeant Jyn Erso. It was clean and new, for now, and actually fit her quite perfectly. The only problem was that there was another jacket she preferred to wear. One that was worn and weathered, the smell of it earthy and reminiscent of “welcome home.” Cassian had given it to her after a particularly difficult mission, wrapping it around her shoulders with a whispered, “You’re safe now.” The insignia stitched into the fabric announced a different, higher rank than she had herself.

But he hadn’t asked for it back after the mission and she wasn’t going to give it to him otherwise. She regularly curled up on her cot, the jacket pulled tight around her and her nose buried in the collar. But then, one day, it stopped chasing away the dark shadows in her mind. So she tucked it over her arm and carried it to Cassian’s room, only a short walk from hers, holding it out to him once he opened the door. He looked confused as looked from the her to the jacket and back.

“You don’t have to give it back.”

Jyn shrugged, holding it out more emphatically.

“It’s yours,” she said.

Keep reading

an empty gun

(so, uh. that letter in percy’s pocket, huh? sure did read kind of like a suicide note… sure hope someone in vox machina picks up on that… sure hope this severely traumatised early-twenties kid gets some explicit mental health support real soon…)

warnings for discussions of suicide, mild suicidal ideation, brief mentions of canonical torture, mental health issues


“So,” says Scanlan, when he finally finds Percy. He’s high up on the ramparts of Castle Whitestone, on the thin walkway that runs behind the crenellated wall, just… standing. Watching. His coat, still torn through with bullet holes and stained russet-red with dried blood, his blood, flaps faintly in the breeze. “I’m sure the others aren’t going to appreciate me telling you this, but we found that letter of yours.”

The air up this high is cold, far colder than it is on the ground, and the wind is something fierce. It bites at exposed skin, grabs and tugs at any loose items of clothing. Though Scanlan’s sheltered somewhat by the wall, waist-height for humans and head-height for gnomes, Percy’s hair is blown back against his scalp, the tails of his coat snapping audibly behind him. In the several long seconds it takes Percy to answer, Scanlan can’t help but wonder whether his words have been stolen away by the sound of the howling almost-gale.

“Letter?” asks Percy, eventually, absently, still staring that thousand-yard-stare out over the quiet streets of Whitestone and the misty forest beyond. He doesn’t seem entirely there, if Scanlan’s being honest – hasn’t since they brought him back. As though death has filed his edges down, numbed him. As though he’s missing something.

Keep reading

Smoulder- Chapter 17

Summary: alternate titles for this chapter include “everyone suffers- especially the author,” and “marichat part 2″, someone help me- I made myself feel too much. I played myself. 

AO3 ll FF.Net

Chapter 17

Marinette blushed, swivelling on her heel and walking a few more steps away from Chat Noir, hoping the lack of eye-contact would calm her racing heart. Damn him. Damn him and his winking- and his confidence- and his…just him-ness!

You hypocrite, she inwardly admonished because, honestly, she’d been teasing him not even one minute before! She had absolutely no right to feel as flustered as she did, or as annoyed. Marinette huffed, glancing out at her favourite place in all of Paris, trying to relax the sudden aching tension in her muscles.

It was impossible. No matter how much the Eiffel tower flickered its reassuring lights at her, or the low hum of traffic passing by attempted to ground her back to reality, she still felt his eyes on her. He might as well be setting her whole back on fire.

Damn smoulder.


She sighed. There was absolutely no way her heart could relax when he said her name. That, she mused, was not his fault. He didn’t know he was addressing his lady by her real name, after all.

Marinette turned around to find Chat staring at her, his ears drooping again, as he shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other. She tilted her head, perplexed at his sudden change in demeanour, and was about to question what was wrong when he lifted his chin to speak.

“Did you change your mind?” Chat asked as he scratched the back of his neck, his tone so shy and gentle that it made Marinette positively melt. Her fingers flexed instinctively, wanting to reach for him, but her arms remained squarely at her side, “It’s fine if you did, it’s late and I understand you might not want to go travelling across the city with a guy whose identity you don’t know.”

At his selflessness, Marinette went from melting to completely boneless. Honestly how could one person be so endlessly kind? So thoughtful? Unconsciously, like fingers trailing through the surface of a still lake, she floated back towards him, missing the way his eyes bulged at her approach.

For a split second she forgot that she wasn’t Ladybug.

Keep reading

queenofthyfangirl  asked:

I just read ur moriel and its official I'm dying. I'll just drown here in my feelings. And on that note, can u write a moriel late in life with their own baby bat kids?? Pleaaase???

Oh my gosh, I have been sitting on this for a few days now dreading answering because I didn’t think I had anything good for you and also because I’m starting to work up a headcanon that maybe Mor and Az don’t have kids, but literally right as I was about to apologize profusely for coming up short, I got struck with the inspiration for this. It’s not much, but I hope you like it anyhow. :)


Azriel’s second favorite word in the world was uncle.

A dark patch of hair whizzed past Az shooting for the open door at his town house that led onto the balcony and nothing but the clear skies of Velaris beyond. “Hold up!” Azriel shouted, grabbing his nephew around the waist before he could jump free and take flight. Morrigan giggled behind him on the couch holding the ash-blonde delight that was their niece on her lap.

“You know you can’t just run off flying alone,” Azriel said. “Either myself, one of your parents, or not at all.”

His nephew was every bit Rhysand’s son. Mischief and adventure lived inside those violet eyes that sought the open sky at every turn. He was such a free spirit, reckless and almost dangerous at times that they all worried he’d run off too far one day, Azriel perhaps most of all.

But then the boy would smile, his features would calm, and Azriel would breathe.

Morrigan smiled. Their niece slept soundly in her arms, curled up in a little ball of delicate hands and freckles that looked so much like her mother. But with that blonde hair curling around her face and sitting so close to Morrigan, she almost looked as though she could be…

Pain sliced through Azriel’s stomach. Morrigan was radiant as ever, but holding their little niece is her arms, she looked like Heaven made manifest. Visions of a future he had always dreamed of sat there on that couch taunting him and although he would forever love his Morrigan, would never release her for the world, it pained him to think those dreams of a child of their own would never come to pass. They had tried for years - near on a century since the war ended, but wounds healed too slow, the nail had run too deep, and they could only come up…


A knock sounded at the door. Azriel opened his arms and his nephew flew to the sound.

Rhys and Feyre were quick, grabbing the children and bounding out the door with hurried thank you’s as Rhys was forced to chase his son into the skies. Azriel’s heart ached with renewed joy watching them fly off. If he couldn’t be a father himself, being an uncle was the next best thing.

Morrigan’s arms snaked around Azriel, one over his shoulder and the other around his waist. She placed a soft kiss at the base of his neck, nestling into him tenderly.

“You do well, you know,” she said quietly, “with the kids.”

Azriel shifted until he was facing her and scooped her up in his arms. “I do better with you,” he said, stealing her lips in his as he walked her to their bedroom and laid her down on the sheets. Morrigan giggled again, infectious, as he slowly removed her leggings, trailing kisses along her thighs and shins as he went until each leg had been marked numerous times.

She wore a plain white v-neck with a beige bra underneath that Azriel decided he liked, so he left it alone, choosing instead to dive his head underneath the shirt and kiss within the valley between her breasts.

“Azriel!” Mor laughed, her hands flying to her face.

“Morrigan?” Azriel teased back in between kisses, beginning to trail them lower.

“Do you like having the kids over?” Morrigan asked suddenly. The question caught Az off guard and he stilled, wondering if she had sensed his earlier disappointment.

“I love them to pieces, Morrigan,” Azriel said before resuming his kissing. “You know that.”

“Mmm,” Mor hummed as Az’s lips reached the lining of her underwear and his teeth started playing with the fabric, taunting her. “And what if we had them around more often? Children - that is.”

Azriel sighed and rested his chin just above Mor’s hips. “Morrigan, much as I love discussing our beloved High Niece and Nephew, children is not a topic I like discussing in this particular setting.” He leaned his head back down, ready to tear her underwear to shreds and kiss her to the death when Mor spoke again in a quiet, almost pained voice.

“Well you’re going to have to get used to it,” she whispered. “Because we’ll be discussing it rather a lot in nine months…”

Azriel’s fingers froze where they’d been sitting on her hips, poised to dip lower. He didn’t think he could feel his heart beating anymore. The world went suddenly very quiet as his mind panicked, certain he had misheard her.

“What did you just say, Morrigan?” he asked, not even lifting his head to look up. He could hear the smile shining with sunlight in her voice as she replied.

“You heard me. In nine months, we’re going to have-”

“But I thought…” he interrupted. His hands gripped her hips tighter. He could barely think, he was so overwhelmed. Mor’s fingers threaded through his hair in response causing his brow to fall and rest against her stomach. The second he made contact there, he realized what he was resting against and it filled his heart with such warmth unlike any he’d ever known. “I didn’t think it was possible. I thought you couldn’t-”

“Neither did I,” Mor said, her voice a little tighter. “The nail… ugh.” She sighed. “It went deep. It was close. Too close, I was told once, but sometimes life surprises you. Oh Az,” and there was that delighted giggle again as she ran her hands down his head to glide over what she could touch of his buried face. “Be happy! You’re going to be a father.”

Azriel kissed his Morrigan’s stomach in reply. He looked up at her and a broad smile wider than the skies through which his nephew loved to fly spread across his face. He was beaming.

Uncle was his second favorite word, but father was now his first.

'somewhere at the bottom of the river' songs for the signs - la dispute
  • aries: sad prayers for guilty bodies // "I wasn't happy. I wasn't happy where I was... what is life without a purpose? what is purpose without love? I pray my children will forgive me, though I bade the river flood. I have washed my hands a thousand times but still can see the blood."
  • taurus: last blues for bloody knuckles // one cannot stop the wind from blowing nor refuse the falling rain. love stirred up a storm inside me, wrapped its arms around my waist. I failed you dear, I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry
  • gemini: damaged goods // oh, but you had option. I was your chance to feel complete. but when I leaned in close to you, you kissed your fear instead of me.
  • cancer: andria // so, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head, and if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead. if I can't love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend, and I will lay a bed before you; keep you safe until the end.
  • leo: bury your flame // you came back and you brought floods, wearing a necklace made of hearts that you'd dragged through the mud. and I guess I wasn't quite sure what to say to you, but then I saw mine, almost reached out to grab it. said, darling, you're the only one on earth I want to have it
  • virgo: nobody, not even the rain // I know that someday you'll be sleeping, darling, likely dreaming off the pain. I hope you'll hear me in the streetlight's humming, softly breathing out your name. I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling, scars will remain
  • libra: the last lost continent // we are but hopeful children, and we're the last of our kind. but if we let our hearts move outward, I know we will never- we are but friends and family, we are the last of our kind. so hold my hand, I'll lift your head up, and I promise we'll be fine.
  • scorpio: then again, maybe you were right // so I breathed her name out into a cold, cold room, watched her ghost ascend the walls and then dissolve, "this time I choose to let her go. I will not let my fear become the only world I've ever known."
  • sagittarius: said the king to the river // we are not clean, we are not pure, we will not rest until we're sure. so, rob your pretty little eyes of sleep's disguise, I'm at your bedside with a bucket full of lies.
  • capricorn: new storms for older lovers // she meant it, I swear that she meant it, she whispered so often, 'husband, I'll always be here with you.' but always is always and always is valueless, I wish I'd never heard her speak a word.
  • aquarius: fall down, never get back up again // said, understand that if you're cold I'll keep you warm. and besides, there's so much beauty in a storm. o come down with me to the shore, and what's more, I adore you
  • pisces: the castle builders // we are not our losses, we are only the extent to which we love. So build a home for your family, and build a castle for your friends. now set their beds with sheets and blankets, keep them safe until the end.