i love you more than i love air

anonymous asked:

C, you know when dogs want your food and they start making these cry noises, but it also sounds like a little bark, and they keep opening and closing their mouths, complaining 'till it's like too much air and they yawn? I love dogs.

I love dogs more than people. Not more than Harry though, I love Harry and dogs an equal amount ♡

There are a hundred trillion cells in the human body, and every single one of the cells of my body loves you. We shed cells, and grow new ones, and my new cells love you more than the old ones, which is why I love you more every day than I did the day before. It’s science. And when I die and they burn my body and I become ashes that mix with the air, and part of the ground and the trees and the stars, everyone who breathes that air or sees the flowers that grow out of the ground or looks up at the stars will remember you and love you, because I love you that much.
—  Cassandra Clare, The Mortal Instruments: City of Heavenly Fire

anonymous asked:

Can you write a Romeo and Juliet type of thing, like love that is impossible

These words may always
bridge promises through light
behind the clouds, but time is
measured in the weight of sorry;
we are the organic decomposition
of waiting for air to write goodbye
a reason. I know your smile
better than my own & every
mirror may be cracked, but I
still practice your name; & though
we saved kisses from stars
cutting out forever, darkness
held you tighter than I & my heart
will never learn,

it loves more than it should

I’ll never forget the last day I spent with you. there was a different feeling in the air and I could tell this was going to be the end. but what I didn’t know was that you would be with someone new within a week. how did it take me more than a year to get over you, when you needed less than a week to get over me? I guess I should’ve saw it coming. I should’ve known when you stopped closing your eyes when you kissed me. and when I no longer became the happiness in your heart. I loved you. I loved you more than you’ll ever know. I took you back when you hurt me, yet I was the one apologizing for hurting you so much that you felt the need to hurt me. it made sense at the time but why did I let you control me like that? I was so in love with you that I didn’t notice the negative impact our relationship was having on me. I constantly questioned the fact if you ever even loved me. how could you move on from someone you loved for 2 years in seven days. how could I be your worst mistake? how did I just vanish from our life as if never mattered? maybe you didn’t love me after all. maybe you got used to me being around and you got tired of me when someone else came along. maybe I’ll never know what I truly meant to you.

Love's Secret Weave

Your love makes me delicate
Flitting in air like sheets
Exposed, unable to leave
Billow to your smiles and words
Shudder, settled in your touch
I’ll wrinkle to elements
Frayed and freely left exposed
‘Til the youthful wings I fold
Spread out, trapped on the inside
We’re less than we dream in youth
I’ve more than I ever dreamed
Crisp, silky to touch we start
You and I fray together
Love always a private thing
That no one need understand
Wads of worlds we have swallowed
Secret weaving - new inside
It shows in that look at me
In my sideways grin at you


anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm a huge fan of your works! And I was wondering if you could make one where he is a nerd but then transforms into this heartthrob just for you without knowing that you already had a crush on him during his nerdy days... You finally get together but then he cheats on you? You can decide if it deserves a happy or sad ending. And hopefully it lasts for more than one part. Sorry for that long request but I really hope you grant this request! Lots of love! xx

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

nerd harry always reminds me of marcel, and don’t tell me they’re the same person

and this will most definitely last more than one part, hon


“Does anyone know the answer?”

As per usual, Harry’s hand shoots straight in the air. He barely looks up from his notebook as the teacher calls on him. He says, with absolute confidence, “The answer is five. Well, more specifically Four point ninety five, but then the question said to round up to the first decimal place.”

“Thank you, Harry,” Mrs. Wang looks at the rest of the class. “You are a brilliant example to the rest of the class.”

But you don’t hear what she says next, as your eyes are on the back of Harry’s hair. His glasses are set on the top of his desk, and his face is practically buried in a math textbook. Even from two rows back, you can see his hair shimmer from how much gel he’s using. But you don’t blame him, after all, he has to do something to tame his naturally curly hair.

“Y/N? Am I interrupting your daydreaming?”

Your head snaps up, and you pray to all the Gods out there that your cheeks were not as red as you thought. But then, of course, they were. “N-No, of course not, Miss,” you bite our lip as you hear someone laugh behind you.

It’s Grant, the most popular guy in your grade. You roll your eyes as he snickers, “Y/N, if you need any help making your dream into a reality, you know where to find me.”

Harry’s head glances up from his book, back at Grant, then at you, all while Mrs. Wang tries to settle the class again. “What are you looking at, Styles?” Grant leans forward on his desk, “Not like you can ever get any.”

Laughter erupts, and Mrs. Wang’s eyes widen, “Grant, apologise–”

“Sorry, Miss,” Grant grins, while raising both hands. “I don’t think I have anything to apologise for. You always said to tell the truth, and–”

“Cut the crap,” you turn around to glare at him. He raises his eyebrows, surprised that you let a cuss word escape from your mouth. “That was rude, and who are you to talk? All this shit about sex, yet I’ve never seen you get to first base. And I’ve been to all of your infamous ‘orgy’s’. So, when you’re done being a dick, maybe you can go grow one.”

You turn back around, and you can’t focus on Mrs. Wang threatening to call your parents because your cheeks are flaming. You can practically feel Grant stare daggers into the back of your head, but there’s nothing he can do about it because your brother was a senior, and his friends were practically your brothers too. And deep down, both you and Grant knew that one bad word from you to your brother and his face would be black and blue.

The class resumes, and you try hard to focus, but you keep seeing Harry in the corner of your vision. And he was looking back at you too. He pretended to check the time at the back of the class, but you caught him subtly casting a glance at you.

You looked down for the rest of the class, afraid of your own emotions.

The second you walk out of the classroom, Grant and his friends surround you.

“That was pretty rough, what you said back there.” All of them were six-feet tall, and it didn’t help that heels weren’t allowed in school. You try to ignore them as you walk to your locker. “Hey, bitch, listen to me.”

You roll your eyes as Grant leans forward, smirking, “You know what they say….when people are mean, it means they like you.” You scoff, and he tilts his head to the side. “Whatcha say, babe? We can ditch last period and go make out in my car.”

Slamming your locker shut, you look up at him with a fake smile, “First bitch then babe? I’ve got another B word for you: Bastard. And when people are mean to you, it doesn’t mean they like you, it means they don’t. And I will never make out with you. Never hit on me again.”

You storm off, and you hear him call, “I like a girl who plays hard to get!” Turning the corner as quickly as you can, you end up bumping into someone and send papers flying everywhere.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” you immediately drop to the ground, gathering them in your hands as quickly as possible. “I’m so sor–” Then you look up and see Harry. He’s smiling at you shyly, adjusting his glasses.

“It’s okay,” he says awkwardly, grabbing the papers from your hands and shoving them back into his folder, shutting it tightly. He sticks out his hand, “I’m Harry. We just had–”

“Math, yeah, I know,” you shake his hand, and you both rise to your feet simultaneously. His hand feels strong in yours. He lets go immediately. “I know you. We also have English, Science and Art together. I can’t believe you don’t know who I am.”

He shakes his head, smiling sheepishly, “No, I do…I just thought that you might not.”

“Why would I not?” You grin. “You’re literally the smartest person in the whole school.”

“Oh, yeah,” he looks down at his feet. “I’m smart. That’s why.”

“No, not just that,” you quickly say. You didn’t want him to be upset. You didn’t know why, but you just couldn’t stand to see him sad. “You are smart, yes, but you’re also funny. I love the references to How I Met Your Mother in your slam poetry,” you laugh, “I’m almost always dying in the corner.”

His green eyes light up, and they’re so beautiful. You almost say it out loud, but then he says, “Really? I thought no one noticed…and I gotta say…your art! You’re so talented it’s almost hard to believe.”

“Thank you so much.” Your heart flutters. You open your mouth to carry on the conversation, when you hear someone behind you shout Y/N! It’s time to go to PE! “I’m sorry, I gotta go,” you say to Harry.

“Yeah, no, it’s fine,” he nods. “Have fun in PE?”

You laugh, “Like that’s ever gonna happen. See you in Art?”

“Yeah,” he smiles, and you wonder why you never had a conversation with him before. “See you in Art.”

It’s when you’re almost at the end of the hallway that you turn around and see Grant talking to Harry, in the same spot you were just in. The taller boy is leaning in close, and you could only guess what he was saying. Grant’s eyes land on yours, and you shoot him the middle finger. He smiles, whispering something in Harry’s ear.

Then he slams all of his folders on the ground, and paper goes flying everywhere again.

“Y/N, come on, we gotta go or Coach is gonna kill us!” Your friend urges you along, and you nod, following after her.

You score all the goals for your team that day, and when your friend asks you why you’re so aggressive at flag football, you shrug and say, “I just picture the ball as a bomb, and the end zone as Grant’s face.”


nerd harry series????? PART 2??

I want to write about you.
I have to. I keep thinking about you instead of sleeping and maybe this is friendship, who knows. I’m bad at feelings these days. pretty girls always have a way into my heart and you’re more than just a pretty girl, but what are you to me?
I have to write about you, so what do I say? do I compare you to a sunset? do I tell you the love in your eyes is like breathing fresh air and that you save me with every breath? do I go out of my way to create imagery to make you fall in love with me?
writing is about honesty. I can’t lie here. this is about the time when I manufacture a creative way to white out everything important and still manage to tell truth. what an art there is to deception, to love, to anything that matters. how similar opposing ends seem to be.
and I’m writing about you. and I don’t know what to say. I know that you’ll read this and you’ll love it because that’s the type of person you are. and I’d accept your praise even with a price tag because that’s the type of person I am. this is nothing more than an empty thought process, but it’s about you.
I wrote about you. what did I say?
—  I’ve been writing about you a lot lately.

––––––– ❝There are a hundred TRILLION cells in the human body, and every S I N G L E one of the cells of my body loves you. We shed cells, and grow N E W ones, and my new cells love you M O R E than the old ones, which is why I love you more every day than I did the day before. It’s science. And when I die and they BURN my body and I become ashes that MIX with the air, and part of the ground and the trees and the stars, everyone who breathes that air or sees the flowers that grow out of the ground or looks up at the stars will REMEMBER you and love you, because I love you THAT M U C H.❞

                                                             An Independent && Selective Clary Fray

anonymous asked:

Does inactive mean u r deleting this blog? Can i still come and look at your stuf?

Hello Anon! I thought about it, but decided against it. I put too much hard work into this blog and if I delete it, it would be like deleting more than one year of my life and that feels wrong. Besides, maybe now and then someone would like to read my stories again. 

And I am not away forever :) I am sure that my passion and love for Gotham comes back when Season 3 airs. I wrote only for Gotham until now and I just need something new. But I will come back. Well, if you all want me to xD (but seriously, I will come back for sure :) I love Oswald a way too much <3

kenichishinigami  asked:

pearlrose if it hasn't been done yet

send me a ship:

ship: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART

// I actually took quite a while to warm up to Pearlrose, but slowly I grew to all in love with the bond these two shared. I know some people have problems with it, and that’s OK! I actually adore having civil dialouge about ships, I find it very enriching. However, it can’t be dismissed at this point, not with the episodes that have aired, and not with Rebecca Sugar outright confirming that the love wasn’t just a one-sided thing on Pearl’s end. And I think that’s honestly kind of beautiful? Tragic, sure, since she ended up with Greg, but that’s LIFE! You can love more than one person deeply outside a polyamorous relationship, but sometimes you have to make tough choices. (Also yeah, I don’t think Greg/Rose/Pearl would ever work)

Finally, despite me bolding “otp” there and not doing that on Gregrose, I want to make it clear that I don’t ship one MORE than the other. I just have stronger feelings about Pearlrose (probably in no small part due to who my muse is) and “OTP” means something special to me on an emotional level as well as a logical and more general one. OTP is the ship you spend time looking up fanart for for no reason at all, it’s the ship you spend time thinking about at work, it’s the ship that invades your life when you didn’t agree to anything gdi. And for me, Pearlrose is one of those now, and I long for more chances to RP it, discuss it, and see it in the show!

Turning Home

Part 1/? 

Featuring: Jung Hoseok (smalltown!AU)

Maybe one day I’ll come back here
Maybe one day I’ll be able to love you like I should
I know it looks like I’m runnin’
I never said that what we had here wasn’t good



“Do you ever think that there’s more to life than… this?”

“Yes. And I’m going to find it.”

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Now that the new episode has aired I can finally talk about it.

I ended up liking Hop to It, Dopey a lot more than I thought I would. We finally saw where that storyboard of Sneezy eating pie was from! And I loved his little mouse costume!

BUT WHAT ARE YOU, FIVE? WAS WONDERFUL! How could anyone not love an episode about already adorable characters as babies being put in situations that make them laugh and smile?


I swear, no matter what I lose Sneezy somehow makes it better. I don’t know how, but he does.

I just don’t know what’s going to make it better when I lose him..

A Pirate’s Comfort

Anonymous asked: Hello! It’s the anon that asked for Killian x reader with being nervous with men. Could you possibly write another Killian one where reader goes to him for comfort after their parents get in a bad argument? I loved the other one! Thank you! (I rely on fics for comforting me more than I should probably)

Here you go, lovely!! I’m sorry for taking so long! I do not own Killian Jones. He belongs to abc’s “Once Upon a Time”. 

Warnings: brief mentions of parental arguments, fluff; also a bit short.

Pairings: Killian Jones/Captain Hook x reader

Originally posted by iwontchangetheworld

You sniffled loudly as you knocked on the door of Killian’s cabin on the Jolly Roger. You shivered against the cold Storybrooke air. You knocked again a little louder. “Just a bloody moment!” Killian’s voice called out and you sighed in relief at the sound. The cabin door opened and a disheveled Killian stood before you. “Y/N? What are you doing here?” You crossed your arms over your chest and began sobbing. Shocked, Killian wrapped an arm around you and pulled you into the cabin.

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anonymous asked:

You've watched both fma series right? I've only watched fmab so I was wondering if Roy and Riza's arcs are different in the dirt series to the second and if they differ extremely which one do you prefer?

I wouldn’t call 03 a dirt series because I still really enjoyed it. Brotherhood is where my heart is, but I love and appreciate 03 greatly as a story. Especially given how GOOD the dub and animation was for the time it was made.

I have made posts about this in the past but the summarized version of all my thoughts is this:

I vastly prefer Riza’s arc in Brotherhood because she honestly doesn’t have one in 03. That version of her was never sent to Ishval and has no connection to flame alchemy. Those two aspects of her character are vital components in every decision she makes in the canon. Her desperation to preserve her autonomy, her ptsd and suicidal tendencies, and her devotion to helping form the future in the dream she shares with Roy exist only subsequent to that. In 03, she really doesn’t have that much depth. She’s likable and a badass, but we don’t actually know anything about her. 

Whereas, I think Roy is a lot more subjective because there are definitely a lot more parallels in the foundation of his character. But ultimately, I do feel like Brotherhood Roy and 03 Roy are completely different people. They’d make some of the same decisions, but definitely not all of them. And I believe Roy’s weakness for the people he loves is a lot more prevalent in Brotherhood than in 03. However, one thing that 03 manages to do quite viscerally is Roy’s PTSD, in that it is a lot more explicit in the way it’s presented. But 03 is also does take a lot more risks in the visual storytelling while Brotherhood’s darkness, though plentiful, isn’t as in your face. I don’t think either is better or worse because they fit the tones of their respective stories perfectly.

And as far as Roy and Riza’s relationship goes, I prefer Brotherhood all the way because I just feel like there is more to discuss. She’s his adjutant and in both series Roy chooses her to fight alongside him in the final battle. But their relationship in Brotherhood is founded on mutual trust, respect, and unspoken promises to protect each other and work toward a common goal. And there is a ton more subtext in Brotherhood that alludes to them being more than a superior/subordinate. (Platonic or romantic, what have you.) In 03, I wasn’t able to see more than her being his adjutant that may or may not have feelings for him (depending on how you read it). I do feel there is a different dynamic in both series. 

Riza is my favorite character, so I’m obviously going to be partial to the version of her that has more depth. I don’t think Roy’s character is given more or less depth in either series, he’s just presented really differently. 03 and Brotherhood don’t follow the same story, nor do they have remotely the same tone, so it’s difficult to objectively compare the two. (And all my personal joking aside, I honestly cannot fault 03 for presenting Riza as a flat character because that series was just not armed with the information Brotherhood is. And Riza plays a different and much larger role in Brotherhood as well.) 

TL;DR, I love both series. Brotherhood is my favorite. Riza Hawkeye is very important to me. Roy is complex no matter how you spin it, just in different ways depending on the FMA-verse you watch. The two shows have very different tones and ways of presenting the characters, but whether or not it’s better fully depends on what your personal cup of tea is.

anonymous asked:

I'm not even a Jon x Sansa fan but this is coming from you ? Someone who becomes easily offended by Littlefinger x Sansa hate. I'm not saying you have to support Jon x Sansa at all but calling it "shit" is a little much. Why spew forth the same negativity in which you hate receiving?

Nonono, you’re misunderstanding me. I love the ship. I’ve always loved Jon and Sansa, long before s6 even aired. I simply hate the attitude of many of the shippers because their hatred of others is poisonous. They’ve been cruel to people, wrongfully so. That’s where I draw the line.

I hate ship hate. Against any ship, not just mine; we merely get it more than most, so yes, it can seem like I defend Petyr and Sansa more than others. But I’ve never bashed another ship and will not do so–I will, however, shamelessly drag people who example shitty fandom behavior and the inability to be a decent person on the internet.

You tell me I’m your favorite hopeless romantic hippie and I wear that title like a wreath of handpicked daisies because being your favorite anything is like winning a race I didn’t know I was eligible for. Every sigh you breathe into the phone reminds me that somewhere there is a boy whose lungs love me, whose chest rises for the sole purpose of gathering enough air to tell me he loves me, and so I can’t care what anyone else thinks because he loves me.

anonymous asked:

I LOVE LOVE LOVE how you drew Kiki! Esp the scars.

Thank you!!  Keyleth can be such a bad ass, and between her upbringing with the Air Ashari and her adventures in Vox Machina, I can’t help but think she’s probably ripped and in possession of more than a few scars.  Also, her Strength isn’t nearly as low as the twins, so she has that going for her.  I just adore her.

anonymous asked:

Hey lovely,is it wrong that I'm a tiny bit disappointed in tonight's ep,I wanted more than the boys only having maybe 3 minutes air time while that poker game dragged on for ages lol. Robron look so good both boys are looking so gorgeous,aw they have that "we're in love" glow lol. Do you know when they'll be on screen again? xx

Hey, no it’s not wrong at all. Personally I didn’t have a problem with tonight. Yeah okay the final scene could have been better and I agree about too much poker crap, what the hell is all that about? Dreadful stuff But the whole point of Aaron finding out was only ever a plot for Chrissie to find out and move along the Andy/Chrissie stuff we were never going to get a in depth convo about how they both feel, it was never going to happen, so I can’t say I agree with all the complaining going on tbh but each to their own you know.

But yes they both looked so good, they are looking extremely good recently, definitely the “we’re loved up” glow. I said yesterday its all that sex ;) As for next on screen, that is monday lovely :) x