Will used to show his mom all his art, she was his favorite critic. She would praise his drawings and carefully point out wear he could improve. He used to draw things like wizards, the sunset, sketches of his mom and Jonathan and occasionally the dog. When he would put his pencil down on the paper happiness would pour out. But now his mom never sees his art and he keeps it locked up in a drawer. Now all he can seem to draw is that awful place full of decay and the monster that haunts his dreams. His mom bought him some new crayons the other day and he accepted them but he couldn’t help it when he was alone let a tear roll down his cheek as he looked at those brighter colors and knew he wouldn’t be using them.

Prompt: ❛ It’s hard to look you in the eyes… ❜ 

Pairing: NaLu

Song: Into the Darkness - The Phantoms

Blistering heat stung her eyes, blinking didn’t alleviate her discomfort. Of all the things she expected to find, this wasn’t it.

Natsu stood, eyes a glistening white. Neither the amber of a dragon or the black of E.N.D. Blank, an emptiness where his soul resided.  

Lucy stood, calling into the void and silence answered. Waiting desperately for some form of recognition, she noticed the white vapours moulding to his body before dispersing into the night air. Fire decimating the woodland, the call of creatures fleeing echoed her own internal strife. It felt like she had failed, falling short at last moment. Self-doubt whispering she had taken too long.

Fighting back feelings of helplessness, the old Lucy had no place in this situation, or at this time. Wasting seconds meant choices are made with real consequences. Dithering came with a high price, contrary to the fairy tales that spoke of fair maidens awaiting their prince. Life or death, good or evil, all are decided with a lack of action. 

Waiting for prince charming didn’t sit right. She’s bringing Natsu back, no matter the cost.  

“Please…” She said, voice cracking and throat constricting as dryness swept through her cavern. Soot and smoke clogging her airway with alarming quickness. Coughing, head pounding, she felt her heart pumping rapidly as she struggled to coordinate her limbs.  

Squinting, she found Natsu’s face as he threw his head back, the high-pitched scream sending shock waves into the surrounding area. The sound wasn’t ferocious. Instead, it made her toes curl, dread tightening her diaphragm. Lucy knew the cry of a dying man.

Taking a deep breath, she steadied her nerves. Today they will overcome evil. 

One more time. 


Propelling forward, ignoring the searing pain as scalding embers blistered her skin, she latched onto him.

If talking didn’t work then force it had to be, fear provoking the use of her greatest weapon. Lucy Hearfilia will not be ignored.

“Fight, Natsu!”

And Natsu Dragneel will not die a coward’s death.

She’s betting her life on it. 

Post Break-Up Sentence Starters

For all your angsty “I still love you” needs 

(send a sentence and a name x) 

  • “Just give me a reason to come back.”
  • “You’re not good for me.”
  • “How come I can’t let go of you?”
  • “I never forgot.”
  • “I had to get new bedding because I couldn’t lay in it without you there.”
  • “It was never your fault.”
  • “I never wanted things to end.”
  • “Our song came on and I needed to talk to you after hearing it.”
  • “You’re still in my dreams.”
  • “Did you move on?”
  • “I’ve tried to move on, but no one is you.” 
  • “The song was about you.”
  • “Do I look like I’ve moved on?”
  • “I shouldn’t want the elevator to stall, but at least it would keep you here.”
  • “I’ll wait at our restaurant ‘til closing time.  If you don’t go then I’ll stop trying.”
  • “No one will suit you like I did.”
  • “He/She didn’t answer any of the calls or texts.”
  • “Did he/she say anything about me?”
  • “If this is the last time I see you, know I love you more than anything.”
  • “My parents asked about you.”
  • “How am I supposed to let go?”
  • “He/She posted a picture with another guy/girl on Instagram.”
  • “I need to go fix what I had with him/her.”
  • “It’s been months, but it’s still you.”
  • “Give me another chance.”
  • “All the memories replay in my head so often.”
  • “Do you ever think of me?”
  • “I was lying… I knew you’d be at this party, that’s why I came.”
  • “So you’re seeing someone new?”
  • “I’d give up so much to have another chance.”
  • “What happened to us?”
  • “I don’t remember a fight, or a reason, so what happened?  Why did we break up?”
  • “My friends keep telling me to get over you.”
  • “My friends kept telling me to fix things with you.”
  • “I didn’t know you’d be here… He must’ve set this up.  Us meeting again.”
  • “You’re still as beautiful as I remember.”
  • “Can I buy you a coffee?  For old time’s sake.”
  • “You always were a bit clumsy… How about I help you get home?”
  • “I’m just trying to find reasons to keep us talking, honestly.”
  • “I miss you.”
  • “I didn’t want it to end, but I thought you’d be better off.”
  • “I haven’t gone to that diner since we broke up.”
  • “I found way too many break up playlists since it all ended…”
  • “Hey… I can’t believe you actually answered.”
  • “H-How have you been?”
  • “You sent so many drunk texts… I had to come over and make sure you were okay.”
  • “It was all my fault.  Every piece of it.  Why do you blame yourself?”
  • “Apparently you left this sweater at my place all that time ago… I could’ve got a friend to give it to you, I guess, but… I don’t know.  I just came without thinking.”
  • “We were so good.”
  • “No! I-… I’m… I’m not dating him/her.  I can’t.  It wouldn’t be fair.”

anonymous asked:

OKAY BUT CAN WE GET THE HAPPY ENDING FOR THE SWITCH VERSE AU?? i'm feeling very angsty about it right now

“Evan!” Sidney shouts. “Evan!”

“Where could he even go?” Geno asks, feeling just as panicked as Sidney sounded. “He so little! Can’t reach doorknob.”

“I don’t care, I don’t care, you told me you were going to watch him!” Sidney takes a deep breath. “Okay. Okay. He couldn’t have left the arena. Oh God. Do you think somebody took him? Oh, God–”

“It’s okay, Sid, we’ll find him,” Flower assures him. “He couldn’t have gone far.”

“Daddy!” Evan yells, his voice faint. Sidney freezes. Geno’s head whips up to his left, down a hallway. “Daddy! Is Pa! He’s here!”

Sidney’s eyes widen, then breaks into a run. “Oh no. He’s with someone. Oh God, it’s actually kidnappers.”

“His facial recognition isn’t that bad, is it?” Flower stops just in time before he bumps into Sidney, who is now standing very, very still and gaping at the sight before him. “Hey, what the hell–” He looks up. “Oh. Oh, shit.”

“What’s going on? Where kidnapper?” Geno pants out as he catches up to the pair. “Where he–”

Geno pauses as he stares right at his own twin, the same hair, same face, same everything except for a ring on his left hand, a man holding Evan in his arms and looking at Sidney like he can’t decide to cry or laugh. He spares a glance at Geno and Flower, before settling back on Sidney like he’s drinking the man in.

Sidney,” he utters, his voice breaking. “Sidney, is really–”

Sidney doesn’t move. Evan pats the man’s face, giggling. “Daddy, is Pa. Pa come find us.”

“I swear to God, if this is just me hallucinating–” Sidney breaks off, but his feet are already bringing him closer to the man. “I can’t–”

“Is me, Sid,” the man promises, drawing Sidney in with one arm around his waist. “Is really me. I’m miss you, Sidney, miss you and Evan so bad, think everything just bad dream but–”

Sidney lets out a choking sound like he’s drowning, and he doesn’t hesitate before cupping his husband’s face and kissing him. He pulls back, laughing wetly. “Zhenya. Zhenya. You’re my husband, right? You’re my husband?”

“Yes, always, Sid,” the man says frantically. “Forever, long as you have me–”

“Oh, thank God,” Sidney sobs out, as Geno nuzzles his neck. “Thank God.” 

And from behind the couple, Sidney, the NHL captain Sidney, walks sheepishly to Geno and Flower’s side, his hands stuck in his pockets. “Hey, guys.”

Flower’s the first to hug him. “Sid. That’s the first thing you say after going missing for a week? How did you even–Damn it, Sid–”

Sidney chuckles self-consciously, glancing at Geno, then at the family behind him. “Sorry. This has probably been a really weird week for you–”

“Not weird,” Geno says, then admits. “Okay. Little bit weird. But good weird. Professor you speak Russian. We talk some.”

“Oh, yeah, I figured that out too,” his Sidney says. “Crazy, eh? And you guys keep going on about my crap French.” Then he looks down at his shoes. “Just…you know what I mean.” 

“They look good family,” Geno says quietly, sneaking a glance at his counterpart, who is currently blowing raspberries on Evan’s cheeks. He still has one arm locked around his Sidney. “Look happy.”

“They do.”

“Maybe one day I have. Would be nice.”

Sidney still doesn’t look up, but Geno his face reddening. “It would be really nice.”

anonymous asked:

hello! i'm feeling kinda angsty so may i request a scenario where shinsou s/o pranks him by saying they want to break up with him (like for fun) how would he react and what would his s/o do to comfort him? thank you for all the great work! 😭💕

Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou couldn’t have heard you right. The string of words that fell from your lips kept rewinding in his head over and over again, but never fully registering. It felt like he was in a bad dream that he couldn’t wake up from, and what was this strange aching feeling in his chest that he’s experiencing right now? Is this what people feel when their hearts have been broken? Because it feels utterly awful and terrible. Like, someone had placed a huge weight on his chest and not allowing him to breathe, essentially robbing all of the oxygen from his lungs.

Shinsou feels a range of unsettling emotions erupt within him and inhales a shaky breath. His lips part slightly to say something but he struggles to find his voice. After swallowing the lump in his throat he finally comes out and says it. “Where is this coming from?”

“I don’t know how to tell you this, but there’s someone else.” You explained, unable to look him directly in the eyes as your fingers fumbled with the hem of your shirt. 

There was someone else? You were seeing someone else while you were still with him? Shinsou was so shocked that he couldn’t even look at you anymore. The hurt and betrayal he’s undergoing were too much for him to handle and he could physically feel his heart breaking as if you had a hammer in your hand and swung the tool to a solid glass piece, causing thousands of shards to fall inside his ribs and cutting him internally. God, what did he ever do to deserve this?

“There’s someone else,” he repeats your exact words and loosely turns his head to face away from you while roughly drawing his fingers through his unruly hair and expelling a heavy sigh. “Of course. I should have seen this coming.”

“Shinsou, I’m really sorry,” you said as you looked at him with apologetic eyes and there was a vibrating sadness in your voice. “Because this was all just one big prank. HA! I wasn’t actually really serious about breaking up with you or seeing another guy.”

He looks at you with a perplexed expression and couldn’t fathom what possessed you to pull something like that on him. Did you know how much it hurts being told the things you just said? Even if it was all for your own amusement? Unbelievable. You’re so lucky that he still love you even after you made him go through a troublesome surge of emotions that he’ll probably have a hard time recovering from.

“You’re a really heartless person, you know that?” He says with a slight frown on his face and begins to walk away, shoving his hands into the pockets of his uniform and leaving you there alone by yourself. 

“Oh, don’t be like that! I was only kidding! Please don’t be mad, Shinsou~ I still love you.” You dashed forward and gently hugged his arm as you walked alongside him, apologizing profusely for playing a cruel joke on him, and spending the next several hours showering him with your love and affection to make up for the undeserving heartbreak that you caused him to go through.

beyondtrash-voltrondumpster  asked:

Season 2 spoiler: Could you do a scenario where the reader sleeps in Shiro's room after his disappearance because they miss him so much? I'm feeling angsty.

really sorry about the absence! im changing up how i go about writing these requests, so hopefully ill get more done faster

The moment you could get away from the rest of the castle inhabitants, you did. They meant well, you know they did, but their concern and panic was too much. They crowded you, Coran and Lance and Hunk, wanted to comfort and talk but you couldn’t breathe, let alone speak. Your mind was alternating, blank and

He’s gone




The back and forth made you dizzy. Numb acceptance and passionate denial. The denial rubbed your nerves raw, made your heart clench hard enough to burst. The acceptance was betrayal, disconnected, disjointed and cold. He wasn’t there, but he couldn’t be gone but you looked. You had all searched for so long, you kept going for hours after the others stopped. There wasn’t a trace. Black didn’t say anything, didn’t appreciate when you snapped and screamed for her to help damn it.

He’s gone



You were in his room before you realized you had gone there. After spending so much time late at night, talking and dodging nightmares, it felt more like your room than yours did. It was terribly familiar, comforting and hurting all at once. You blinked back tears and vertigo, laying down on the bed.

“This isn’t fair.” You curled up into a ball, voice raw and weak.

His pillows smelled like him. You pressed your nose into it, breathed in deeply.

He’s gone


Laying there won’t bring him back. It won’t make things better. Isolation won’t help, clinging to memories in the dark won’t find him. Talking to people, that’s what you’re supposed to do. But what’s the point? They won’t understand this pain. This isn’t fair.

He’s gone

Maybe if you sleep, he’ll be in your dreams.

elinor. alriiight, i binged half of the new oit.nb season, gonna start writing a lil bit now. catch me in the ims if ya wanna plot or anything!!

brebeebo  asked:

okay, but, a tensemi hug after they lost the karasuno vs shiratorizawa game. i'm feeling angsty as hell today. also how have u been my dude??

I’ve been alright! Life and people are stressful but at the end of the day I get to come home and write headcanons, which always cheers me up ❤

- After losing the game, the team was just in shock. They couldn’t believe that they lost. Their adrenaline was all fading, leaving them just feeling tired and unsatisfied.

- Eita looked blank, unreading but Satori could tell that he was really upset. This was one of their last games as a team and they lost.

- Satori went over, wrapping his arm around and gently pulling his boyfriend against his side. He pressed a quick kiss to the side of his head.

- Eita leaned into the embrace, tucking his head against Satori’s shoulder to hide his face as he began to tear up. Satori rubbed his back as he cried, whispering to him that it’s alright.

- Satori felt sad too, but he was focused more on all their victories and accomplishments as a team, rather than this one loss. Just remembering the good times.

- They still held on to each other when they walked off the court.